With the support of the imperial court, the Jici Academy was completed as scheduled. On the same day, the Jici Academy took in many homeless elderly and children from all over the country. Hua Mancheng temporarily took charge of the overall situation on behalf of Feng Jin. He was responsible for settling the food, clothing, and shelter of the disaster victims. In addition, he was busy with various inspection work. He was busy all day long.
"Go and deliver this to that old woman." Hua Man pointed to the baby lying in the old woman's arms, crying loudly, and ordered his subordinate to bring a bowl of hot soup.
Looking at the children running around and shouting everywhere, some of whom were only three or five years old, huddled alone in a corner, shivering, he turned to the side with a worried expression and hurriedly asked the people around him, "Why have so many homeless orphans suddenly come here recently? Where are their parents?"
Immediately, someone beside him replied, "Young master, you are unaware of the fact that many regions are currently suffering from locust plagues, and some places are even experiencing severe flooding. People are either starving to death or fleeing. Currently, only these infants have nowhere to go. In recent years, our Northern You Kingdom has been plagued by one disaster after another!"
"Sigh! It seems that we will need a huge sum of money to deal with the endless stream of disaster victims arriving every day!" Hua Mancheng took a deep breath, stood there thoughtfully for a long time, and then his expression suddenly changed. He moved his thin lips slightly as if talking to himself: "This matter must be reported to the Princess."
After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly left Jici Hospital.
At this moment, Feng Jin was dressing Mu Beichen in Feiyu Courtyard. Holding a white jade comb in one hand, she used the other hand to carefully count the strands of hair on Mu Beichen's head. Feng Jin leaned against his shoulder, her face full of smiles as she gently parted her lips: "Your Highness's hair smells so good! Did you secretly use some kind of secret fragrance behind my back?"
"Your Highness, your nose is truly remarkable! It's not that I used any perfume, but rather... the fragrance naturally comes from being near flowers." Mu Beichen raised an eyebrow, his beautiful eyes filled with an extremely alluring aura. His thin lips slowly approached her ear, and he whispered, "You can only blame yourself for your recent excessive demands. Even if I wanted to be odorless, I couldn't help it!"
"Mu Beichen, how can you say such indecent things in broad daylight? Aren't you ashamed?" Feng Jin blushed, angrily throwing the white jade comb aside. She simply let him have his hair disheveled, no longer wanting to do this job.
"Okay, then I won't say anymore. I'll save it for tonight." Looking at her puffed-up little face, Mu Beichen suddenly felt like bursting out laughing. Taking advantage of her momentary inattention, he pulled her into his arms.
His long, straight hair fell casually over his shoulders and back, with a few strands landing on either side of his face, making his exceptionally handsome face even more charming and dazzling, like a bewitching enchantress.
Feng Jin raised her almond-shaped eyes slightly, looked up at him, and felt a surge of emotion in her heart. She felt as if she was being captured by wave after wave of warm and fragrant scent. She curled up softly in his arms, and in an instant, she completely lost the ability to resist.
Just then, Xiao Mohan was heard outside the door requesting an audience: "Young Master Cheng is currently outside and has important matters to discuss with Your Highness and Your Highness and Princess."
Seizing the opportunity, she jumped down from Mu Beichen's arms as if she had done something wrong.
Seeing this, Mu Beichen immediately flicked his sleeves, stood up straight at a leisurely pace, and said in a deliberately profound tone, "Please invite him in."
As soon as Mu Beichen finished speaking, Hua Mancheng rushed in, panting. Seeing that he was too anxious to speak, Feng Jin quickly sent someone to bring him a cup of hot tea.
Seeing Hua Mancheng's flustered and disoriented state, Mu Beichen couldn't help but ask first, "You seem so anxious, what happened?"
After gulping down a cup of tea and calming himself down slightly, Hua Mancheng's expression suddenly became somewhat unusual: "Jici Academy has only just begun accepting disaster victims from all over the country, but the entire disaster victim area is already almost full. If any more elderly or young disaster victims are sent in, I'm afraid there won't be any room left."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin and Mu Beichen exchanged a glance, and soon both fell into deep thought. After a long silence, Feng Jin suddenly spoke up: "Achen, it seems we must start expanding Jici Hospital as soon as possible, but what should we do with such a huge amount of funding?"
"The only option now is to try again with the Duke of Zhenguo."
After saying that, Mu Beichen turned and left.
Mu Beichen was already on good terms with the people of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and he had even given them such great benefits in the past. Therefore, when he asked Mu Shengyue to help him seek help from the imperial court, the other party readily agreed.
As expected, the whole thing went exactly as Mu Beichen had predicted. When Mu Shengyue brought up the matter of expanding the Jici Academy to the Emperor, all the officials chose to stand with him without hesitation. As a result, the Emperor approved the matter immediately, and the disaster relief funds were issued on schedule on the third day.
After learning of this news, Mu Wange quickly made her own plans.
As night fell, Jici Temple was pitch black. Except for the servants on night watch, everyone had gone to sleep. The dim moonlight cast shadows of the servants on the ground, making their figures appear even more indistinct.
At that moment, several nimble black shadows darted past the eaves of the courtyard, followed by a series of whooshing sounds like leaves falling in the wind. Several figures dressed in black clothes fell to the ground from mid-air.
Mu Wange sneaked into Jici Temple overnight, solely to steal the windfall.
Before she even arrived, she had already learned from Mu Shengyue that Mu Beichen had specifically asked Mu Shengyue to request disaster relief funds from the imperial court in order to help Feng Jin expand the Jici Academy. Now, as long as she could secretly move the money away, she wouldn't have to worry about Feng Jin remaining safe and sound.
Dressed in a night-clothes outfit and a veil of the same color covering her face, Mu Wange was completely obscured by the hazy darkness. Watching the patrol pass by from the shadows, she and her entourage ran at breakneck speed. With her superb lightness skills and familiarity with the terrain, she quickly found the place where the disaster relief funds were stored at the Jici Hospital.
Mu Wange suddenly lifted her legs and leaped through the half-open window, followed closely by the others who also slipped inside.
Gazing at the mountain of gold ingots, each box gleaming with a golden light, Mu Wange's eyes darted around rapidly, her breathing quickening and becoming heavier, revealing her excitement. With a wave of her hand, she signaled to the others to move all the large boxes filled with gold ingots outside, and then, as quickly as possible, transported all the boxes to a hidden place.
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