Chapter 517 Meng Huai'an's White Moonlight
"Huai'an, you're not getting any younger. When are you planning to bring a girl you like back?" Meng's mother looked at Meng Huai'an, who was already twenty-eight, and was extremely worried.
"Mother, I plan to make a name for myself first, and then start a family..." As Meng Huai'an said this, his mind was filled with images of Lin Luoxi's quirky and fierce personality.
Such a vibrant woman is destined to be unattainable for him in this life, so he will never marry again. He hopes, he hopes that God will allow him to meet Lin Luoxi sooner in his next life.
"Good, as expected of my son." Father Meng seemed unaware of the seriousness of the matter, laughing heartily and thinking that this son was very much like him.
Looking at Meng Huai'an's expression, Meng's mother was very anxious.
Her son's expression didn't suggest he wanted to prioritize career and family; it clearly indicated he had no intention of getting married. Yet, the clueless man beside him couldn't see through his son's intentions.
She had heard rumors that her son had fallen in love with Princess Changping when she was still a peasant girl, but unfortunately, the two children were destined to be apart and could not be together in this life.
"Dad, how much do you think our family should donate? I feel that it's not just Beijing that's affected by the disaster; other places will definitely be affected too. Donating only ten or twenty thousand is worse than not donating at all..."
Meng Huai'an thought that Lin Luoxi had donated so many supplies to the people of Beijing, and if they donated less, Lin Luoxi would definitely think they were stingy.
"Then let's donate 99.99 million taels of silver..." Although this amount was only one percent of their family's assets, it was still a way of fulfilling their patriotic responsibility.
"Great! Father is so generous..." Meng Huai'an couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the fathers when he heard that his father was going to donate so much money.
He had heard that none of the current government officials were willing to donate money, and if they took the lead, others might follow suit.
"You brat, stop flattering your father. What are you up to? You think I don't know?"
Meng's father learned from Yan Shaoqun that his son admired Princess Changping, and he did this to save face for his son.
"Cough cough, Dad, I don't know what you're talking about." Meng Huai'an was startled by his father's words and coughed twice, immediately denying it.
"Alright, stop pretending to be stupid in front of me. You should go do your own thing."
Since the two were destined to be apart, there was no need to continue bringing up his past in front of his son. Meng's father asked Meng Huai'an to get the money and donate it.
"Yes!" Meng Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his father did not continue the previous topic, and happily turned around and left.
When the Yan family heard that the Meng family had donated 999,999,000 taels of silver, they spitefully demanded that Yan Shaoqun donate 10,000 taels more than the Meng family.
Other wealthy and powerful families, seeing that the Meng and Yan families had produced so many, followed suit, not wanting to fall behind.
Meanwhile, the court officials in the capital watched each other, and seeing that no official stepped forward to donate, they remained still.
In this critical moment, Lin Luoxi decided not to let these court officials remain in a wait-and-see state. Since they were unwilling to donate, she would act as a thief.
They took the family of a highly respected minister in the court as an example and killed a chicken as a warning.
He visited the homes of all the high-ranking officials in the capital and donated the money in his own name, which could be considered as robbing the rich to help the poor.
Overnight, news spread that several ministers in the capital had lost money and warm clothing. Those ministers who were still hesitant began to donate their surplus money and warm clothing.
Donating it can earn you a good reputation, which is better than having it stolen by thieves and not even getting a word of thanks.
The ministers whose homes were burglarized dared not utter a sound, except for wailing in their homes.
At first, when Xiao Jingchen asked them to donate money, they complained to him about being poor, saying that they were honest and upright and that their families were poor.
If they suddenly went to report that they had lost a certain amount of silver, that would be tantamount to deceiving the emperor.
This is like a mute eating bitter melon; they have a bitter taste but can't express it. They've lost so much, but they dare not speak out and can only swallow their bitterness.
Lin Ruoxi saw this opportunity, which is why she openly robbed the rich to help the poor.
No one reported it, and Xiao Jingchen was secretly pleased, cursing those people behind their backs for deserving it.
They felt that these cunning ministers needed a genius like Lin Luoxi to deal with them.
As he thought about it, he considered giving the throne to Lin Luoxi.
If the Crimson Flame Dynasty were to be led by Lin Luoxi, it would surely become even more prosperous.
Lin Luoxi's Robin Hood-style donation made others feel the crisis, causing them to feel the pinch of money, but on the surface they still had to pretend to be righteous and donate money.
The disaster relief was quickly alleviated for the people in the capital, although the sudden heavy snow froze many people to death.
After the situation in the capital stabilized, Lin Luoxi led the group to continue spreading outwards to rescue people.
More people froze to death outside the capital than inside it.
The house was old and collapsed under the weight of heavy snow, killing the person who was trapped underneath.
Seeing this scene, Lin Luoxi wished she could be in two places at once, so that there wouldn't be so many people suffering.
Just as Lin Luoxi was leading everyone to begin rescuing the people in the surrounding area affected by the snow disaster, all the monks from Huguo Temple came down the mountain to help with the rescue.
Lin Luoxi not only provided disaster relief and warmth, but also set up soup kitchens to ensure that the affected people and those helping with the rescue were well-fed.
Drinking the fragrant porridge, the people felt warm inside, the chill in their bodies dissipated, and they were filled with energy.
The rescue efforts were also accelerated, sparing others from further suffering.
Those families whose houses were dilapidated were all relocated by Lin Luoxi and her team. Lin Luoxi provided the money, and the people provided the labor, and they built large communal houses for them. Dozens of families squeezed together to keep warm.
While Lin Luoxi and Xiao Jingchen led their men to act separately, Xie Hanchuan's warm clothes were also delivered.
The fundraising was so successful so quickly thanks to the help of the fifth son of the Nangong family in the south.
Since there was no snow in the Lingnan area, the cotton and cotton-padded clothes produced were of no use and were simply sold to Xie Hanchuan.
Along the way, Xie Hanchuan provided relief to the disaster-stricken people all the way to the capital.
This snow disaster required a great deal of manpower and resources to bring the affected area under control.
"I wonder when this heavy snow will stop?"
Seeing the snow-covered mountaintops with no sign of the snow letting up, Lin Luoxi's expression remained serious.
Although she had stockpiled a lot of supplies, the snow disaster covered a large area, and she didn't know if they would last until the snow melted.
"Looks like it will take a while longer..." Looking at the white snow blending into the white sky, with the heavy snow falling continuously, Xiao Jingchen's expression was not good.
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