Chapter 379 Too Damaging
The autumn weather is clear and crisp.
The autumn wind takes away the summer heat.
But it can't take away the anxiety of the students.
It couldn't even take away the anger in Miaomiao's heart.
What a rubbish storyteller, he just talks about King Chen, but he has to drag the princess mother and uncle into it.
It would be fine if I just called him my uncle.
It is said that he is henpecked and neglects his official duties and work in order to take care of his wife.
What he said was true, Miaomiao had nothing to say.
But when it comes to Princess Yuqing, it's a bit too much.
They said that the princess had bad morals and that she kept a lover, and that handsome men often came in and out of the princess's mansion late at night.
This made Miaomiao laugh out of anger.
What concubine, what handsome man, that is obviously the princess herself in men's clothes.
She pulled Xiuxiu and said, "Auntie, pull him down."
In the blink of an eye.
The scholar who was talking with great joy just now was now lying at her feet.
The scholar was already a little nervous when he was telling the story.
It’s fine to praise people for their good points, but I always feel guilty when I say bad things about them.
Besides, we are talking about princes and princesses, so we are afraid of causing trouble.
But the money given by the master was too much, and people also said that the person who gave the money was powerful, so he could speak with confidence.
He was talking excitedly when he was suddenly thrown out for no apparent reason, and he was startled.
I thought it was soldiers coming.
Raise your eyes.
She is actually a little girl who is still wet behind the ears.
He climbed up, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
When Jiang Miaomiao saw those vicious eyes, she immediately became timid and hid behind Aunt Xiuxiu.
Xiuxiu didn't waste time talking to him. It was easiest to scare away such a coward who was afraid of death.
She placed the blade against the storyteller's neck and said, "You are standing here at the emperor's feet, making up stories about the princes and princesses. Do you think your life is too long?"
Miaomiao also stuck her head out and said, "Auntie, he slandered the princess and the prince, he's guilty, let's report him to the police."
"No, please don't report it to the police. I only said that because I was paid. I have a wife and children to support at home. Please show some mercy, lady." The scholar almost knelt down in front of them.
Xiuxiu put away her sword and warned: "If you don't tell the story properly and dare to talk nonsense again, be careful with your tongue."
The scholar nodded repeatedly and wanted to run away with his tail between his legs.
Jiang Miaomiao stopped her, "You can't leave. You have to continue telling the story, but you can only tell the story about my prince. You have to say nice things and praise him as much as you can. It would be best if you can praise him to the highest heavens and the highest earth."
When the scholar heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It's okay to praise someone, but you can't praise him so much that he causes trouble.
"Little girl, I wonder who your prince is?"
"Prince Chen, we are from Prince Chen's Palace. Remember, come to the gate of Prince Chen's Palace in seven days to collect the reward."
After the little girl finished speaking, she walked away with an arrogant step.
Xiuxiu followed behind and couldn't help laughing.
That’s too bad.
This little guy's move is really too mean!
However, there is still more damage to come.
It was almost noon.
Lu Qingyao came out of the smoke-filled temple.
A little girl, about to explode with anger, ran over and pulled her mother to nag, "Mother, my aunt and I just went to listen to a storyteller, and the storyteller actually said that the princess mother has a lover and that there are men who often come in and out of the princess's mansion."
Lu Qingyao was a little surprised, looked at Xiuxiu and asked, "Is there such a thing?"
Prime Minister Cui acted very cautiously and should not have been discovered.
But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed impossible. The princess had been running to the palace all the time these days, so how could she have the time to see Prime Minister Cui?
Xiuxiu looked at her elder sister's expression and thought that she must have misunderstood. "I guess it's probably because the princess was wearing men's clothes and someone was targeting her, so the rumor about her lover came out."
"Really? It seems I have to remind the princess when I get back." Lu Qingyao suddenly reacted.
This is really the case. It’s too outrageous to spread it.
She looked at the time. It was noon.
Seeing the wonton stall nearby, I wanted to go over and buy a few bowls of wontons, but Xiuxiu pulled me back and asked, "Sister, do you have any money?"
"I took it and donated it all to the incense money."
"Then I'm afraid we have no money left, absolutely nothing."
"No money?" Lu Qingyao stopped and looked at her in surprise. "Didn't you pack a bag of change before you left? How come you have no money?"
Was it stolen?
Impossible, the thief's leg must have been broken.
Xiuxiu put the purse in her sister's hand and said helplessly, "Our money-giving girl spent it all. There's not a penny left."
The bag was empty.
Lu Qingyao was stunned and turned to look at her daughter.
The little guy had already returned to the carriage and was waiting there obediently, giving her a sweet smile.
There's no point in laughing. You won't get anything to eat if you laugh. You'll starve.
Lu Qingyao got into the car and searched, and also looked through her daughter's small cloth bag, but there was not a single copper coin left. She also didn't see that the little one had bought anything, only some snacks and desserts.
The kind that can't resist hunger at all.
These two, one big and one small, are really a worry.
She looked at Miaomiao and asked, "Tell me, where did the money go?"
"Give it to the beggar?" Miaomiao hugged her mother and giggled.
"Why would you think of giving it to a beggar? With so much silver, you should at least leave some for it." Lu Qingyao was a little amused.
Her daughter is so kind-hearted that she would rather starve herself than not show mercy to the beggar.
It's a good thing to be kind, but it depends on the situation.
Now, the beggars all got their money and were full and satisfied, but they were still hungry.
I have never seen such a way of showing kindness.
Lu Qingyao thought the little guy would say that the beggar was pitiful.
But I heard her babble: "Mother, giving money to beggars is not for free, it is their reward."
When Miaomiao saw the look in A Niang's eyes, she knew that she was wrong.
She is not a naive girl now.
You should be careful when giving money to beggars.
You think people are pitiful, and they are indeed pitiful, but you don’t know that they may just be tools for others to make money.
Charity cannot save them.
If you reveal your wealth, you may bring disaster upon yourself.
She hasn't learned her lesson from the losses she suffered in her previous life.
That's a big fool.
Miaomiao continued, "That storyteller not only slandered the princess and my uncle, he also praised Prince Chen with all his praise. After we warned him... we simply let him continue, praising Prince Chen to the skies. My aunt and I even pretended to be from Prince Chen's mansion and asked beggars to help spread the news of Prince Chen's great achievements, so that his achievements would spread widely in the capital and even reach the ears of the emperor..."
"Mother, do you think the Emperor would be happy if he heard this?"
The corners of Lu Qingyao's mouth twitched.
"It's impossible to be happy. I'll probably go crazy."
Everything should be done in moderation.
It is a good thing for the prince to have a good reputation, but if it is so good that it wins the hearts of the people and is spread and praised by the people, then it is a big taboo.
The people can only turn to the emperor.
No emperor would allow his son's prestige to surpass his own, as he would have no control over it after his death.
It is definitely not allowed during one's lifetime.
Given the emperor's suspicious nature, he would probably suspect that Prince Chen had evil intentions.
Good! Very good.
This little guy actually did something big, so the money was well spent.
Lu Qingyao looked at her daughter with a doting look on her face. "So you're planning to let these beggars spread the news to the palace?"
"Of course not, these people are far from enough, and A Niang has to take action." Miaomiao looked at A Niang with her big eyes shining.
The little money my aunt brought was just a drop in the bucket.
Not to mention the entire capital, if you want to make half of the people in the capital sing praises to Prince Chen, it will cost a huge sum of money.
Although she has money and many treasures, she has no control over them.
Just a rich poor kid.
My mother is in charge of the money.
Lu Qingyao had no idea what to do with the little guy who was rubbing against her arms.
Acting like a kitten, soft and coquettish.
How could I bear to say a word to her.
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