"Who would want to use your stuff? You leave a pot of rotten porridge there every day and nobody comes to eat it. Who knows how many days it's been cooking? It must be rotten by now. That's why you deliberately put some random weeds in it, claiming it's some kind of herbal medicine for preventing diseases and colds." The man, who was being supported by his companion who was in stomach pain, said with a strong voice.

"yes."

"Our stomachs hurt because we ate porridge here. Otherwise, they would be fine if they ate at Miss Hong's place?"

"That's right, you have to give us an explanation, or we'll report it to the authorities."

They talked back and forth, one sentence after another.

Hong Xinyue watched the spectacle with a smug grin, waiting for others to make things difficult for Jiang Wei.

An old man sitting on the pile of wood nearby snorted in dissatisfaction.

If it weren't for his promise to Jiang Wei, he wouldn't have bothered wasting his time here; he could have been happily tending to his medicinal herbs in the courtyard.

Jiang Wei turned around and saw that it was Doctor Mo.

She curtsied to Doctor Mo, who placed one hand on his thigh and waved the other casually in the air, indicating that Jiang Wei didn't need to pay attention to him.

Hong Xinyue glanced at Jiang Wei and Doctor Mo with disdain. As expected of a poor family, they were bowing to an old man of unknown origin. They were supposed to be daughters of a doctor.

Seeing that Jiang Wei wasn't in a hurry to solve the problem, the people in the crowd exchanged glances.

They started making a scene again.

“Hey, I’m telling you, we got sick because we ate your porridge, you have to compensate us.”

"Yes, compensate us. You can't make us bear the consequences of your vanity just because you want a good reputation but refuse to pay!"

Hong Xinyue took a few steps forward. "Miss Jiang, it's alright if you don't want to give out porridge or don't want to spend money. Let our Prime Minister help these people."

She glanced at the people around her, "You should never let them be your stepping stones to gain a good reputation."

No one can have everything without wanting to give anything in return.

Hong Xinyue raised her eyelids slightly and said, "Miss Jiang is indeed a profit-driven businesswoman. She really knows how to play the game."

Jiang Wei looked calmly at Hong Xinyue, a polite smile appearing on her face. "Of course, we can't compare to Miss Hong's family. They have a wealthy background and provide free porridge, meat, and medicine."

"Report it to the authorities! Let the government investigate, and the matter will become clear."

Jiang Wei stood calmly in the crowd, "Everyone, just wait here! When the officials arrive, everything will be clear."

Hong Xinyue clenched the handkerchief in her hand. "Miss Jiang, don't you think about asking a doctor to treat them? Anyway, we should report to the authorities first. What if someone dies?"

Besides, I think they just want some compensation. Why not just have a doctor examine them and give them some money for nutrition?

“Didn’t Miss Hong just send someone to fetch a doctor? Why should I go through all that trouble? Now we just need to wait for the doctor to take them to see what’s wrong with them. Once the officials arrive, they’ll be able to find out whether they ate boiled porridge and that’s why they’re like this.”

Although Hong Xinyue was not afraid of the government officials, she only wanted to steal Jiang Wei's good reputation and make her bear a bad name.

But the ignorant Jiang Wei insisted on reporting it to the authorities, just so she could see how a mere doctor's daughter could challenge the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family.

Doctor Mo sat to the side. If he weren't worried that Jiang Wei would suffer a loss, he would really dislike this pretentious woman.

A short while later, a group of people arrived, and the leader asked, "Who reported this to the authorities?"

The person asking the question looked menacing and had a bad attitude.

The sun finally came out today, and then some people started causing trouble.

Hong Xinyue stepped forward and raised her head. "I am the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family. These past few days, due to the earthquake in Lanyu, many people have been homeless. I am here to distribute porridge so that they can have a place to eat their fill."

Today, some of these people have stomach aches. I originally thought they were just too hungry, but they said it was because they ate the porridge that Jiang and her friends made.

These people didn't pursue her responsibility; they just hoped she could give them a few taels of silver so they could nourish themselves, but she refused.

This Miss Jiang, relying on her father's position as a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Rites, refuses to acknowledge the matter and won't even hire a doctor to treat them. You are officials; you must stand up for these people!

When the soldiers on horseback heard that Hong Xinyue was the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, they quickly dismounted.

After listening to Hong Xinyue recount the events, they concluded that it was all Jiang Wei's fault. But Hong Xinyue's implied meaning was very clear: asking them to stand up for the people was just a way of asking Miss Jiang to be punished!

But as Miss Hong just said, this Miss Jiang is the daughter of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Although her father's official position is not high, he is still an official appointed by the imperial court.

The leader then didn't speak so harshly to Jiang Wei.

“Miss Jiang, since they say they got sick because of your porridge, and all you want is for you to have a doctor examine them and give them a few taels of silver, or you can give them the rest.”

Although you meant well…

The leader glanced at the porridge on the ground and said, "But this porridge looks inedible."

"Thank you for considering my situation, sir, but let's proceed officially!"

I've been feeding this porridge to people for several days now, so why did it have to cause them to get sick at this particular time?

I also want to know the reason. If it is really because of the porridge in my house, I will definitely ask a doctor to cure them all, and I will take good care of them until their house is built.

If not, I implore you, sirs, to clear my name.

Jiang Weike spoke politely to the leader.

"We need to get a doctor to examine them first. If something goes wrong, things will become very difficult."

Jiang Wei glanced at Doctor Mo and saw him nod at her.

Jiang Wei regained her senses and said, "My lord, I have already invited the doctors, but I'm afraid that even if I wanted to let them see the doctors, they might not agree."

The leader looked around and asked, "Where is the doctor?"

Doctor Mo got up from the wood, walked to Jiang Wei's side, and stroked his beard, "That's me."

Jiang Wei is truly cunning; she even invited a doctor. No, I absolutely cannot let her doctor take my pulse. If she does, I'll be exposed!

"No, this old man has been sitting here for half a day. It's obvious he's one of your people. Regardless of whether he can cure diseases or not, he'll definitely speak up for you."

Jiang Wei looked calmly at Hong Xinyue, and then suddenly smiled. "I knew Miss Hong would be gone for so long, so I haven't had a doctor examine them yet. We can only feel at ease when Miss Hong invites a doctor to examine them."

Jiang Wei didn't want others to know Doctor Mo's identity, fearing that his money-making would disturb his peace and quiet.

"Grandpa Mo, it's my fault for being so ignorant and causing you trouble. I have some things to take care of here. Please go back first, and I'll come to see you again in a couple of days."

Jiang Wei had just finished speaking.