In fact, many people know about the relationship between master Jingkong and Prince Shuo's residence, and Lord Shu's house did not send things to xiangjue Temple once or twice. You know, Shen Qing donated 200000 liang of silver to xiangjue temple before and after his resignation.

Two hundred thousand taels is not a small sum. Shen Qingci said that to donate is to donate. He did not even blink his eyes. Therefore, he said that Shen Qingci was the only one in the capital city who was rich and bold.

This is tens of thousands of taels of silver. You will know how much confidence people have.

The more she doesn't treat silver as silver, the more she makes some people beat their chests and cry bitterly. Why didn't she marry this golden pimple at the beginning? Which idiot said that people couldn't have children at the beginning, but now she can not only have children, but also earn money. It's a pity that they don't know how many taels of silver they missed?

At this time, the path up the mountain was also full of people. At the top of each step, there were people standing there, so the things under the mountain were transported up.

Of course, this is also the most portable method. Otherwise, if it is carried by people, it will really take more effort.

"Let all the monks in the temple come out to help."

Master Jingkong said to the little monk behind him, and he already knew what was brought here?

These things were sent for three days and three nights. They were also sent to the guards of Shuo palace and all the monks of xiangjue temple. Even the master Jingkong did not have leisure. He also rolled up his sleeves and carried things with the monks.

This time, all the things that Shuo Wangfu sent to xiangjue temple were for daily use.

Grain, charcoal and quilts were almost all piled up in several yards, which was no wonder. When all these were collected, almost all the monks in the temple were tired and had to take off a layer of skin.

"Master, then we will leave."

The bodyguard of Shuo palace arched at the master Jingkong. Since the things had been delivered, they were ready to go down the mountain.

Master Jingkong read a Buddha's name, still smiling like a kind face, "please thank Princess Shuo for Laona. In addition, he is still smiling, please dailaona to say a word for Princess Shuo."

"The mage is serious."

So modest and courteous, the bodyguard is a little flattered.

Master Jingkong's smile can almost be said that people love each other. Flowers bloom and cars fall. "There are many monks in this temple. Can you invite Princess Shuo and send some charcoal and grain here? In addition, my monks' shoes should be changed."

The guard of Shuo Wang's mansion took a look at the corner of his eyes, then looked up at the sky speechless.

Master, you will have no friends like this.

I've seen you shameless. I haven't seen you so shameless. This is not a sentence. It's clear that it's extortion. So much charcoal is enough for an aristocratic family to burn for a winter. We are all monks. We still need to have morning classes. We don't have to have a nest in the house every day.

When the guard told Shen Qingci all about it, he felt flushed and burned for master Jingkong.

Shen Qingci tightened his eyebrows. How could they spread out such an uncle? If it goes on like this, he will hollow out the golden mountains and silver mountains.

Forget it, it's all given once, and I don't care about it.

"Steward, there are still some days. You can find someone to do it."

"Yes," said the housekeeper, bending slightly, but not daring to delay, he ordered him to go down. Looking at the Tianma, it was going to be cold. The monks' shoes, at least, would take about a month to make, and then they could be delivered before the snow fell.

"Let someone send some sauerkraut and send more."

Shen Qingci remembered that the pickles planted in their house were not enough if they were divided by several families. It happened that a lot of them were planted in the village, which could be used to solve the urgent problem.

By next year, all the governments will be planting some, so they will no longer have to make plans there.

"Yes," the housekeeper promised again, and kept it in mind. The busy thing was to let people go out and do it.

He knows, ma'am, this is for their good? How much can the owners of these sauerkraut can eat? In the end, they don't want to give them the servants to eat. They know how well the lady treats them.

"If nothing happens, my subordinates will go down."

The guard again gave Shen Qing a farewell salute, which was to retire.

Shen Qingci took out a gold bead from his purse and threw it to the guard.

"It's hard for you. Please give them some wine."

"Thank you, ma'am."

The guard was just smiling, and he also held the gold bead in his hand. They all said that he would do well for his wife. His wife is always generous. This is a gold bead. If it is converted into silver, each brother can get a lot of it.

His wife is the atmosphere.

When both the housekeeper and the guard left, Shen Qingci looked up at the towering tree in the courtyard. I don't know when the leaves will be half yellow, or in a few days, it will be all gone.It's a bad day, a depressed person.

And the only thing she could feel angry about was that she had grown up four days a day. After this winter, they might be able to walk by the time of spring?

She stood up, and soon after, she dug up the reluctant Xiao Ge'er. Xiao Ge'er used to sleep well, but she was just dug out of the bed by her mother. Now she is still angry. Her small faces are bulging, but they are all lovely and beautiful children. No matter how angry they are, they are all lovely and tight.

"Baby, let's hear it."

Xiao Ge'er is afraid, and his eyes are all shining mother.

"Baby..." Shen Qingci wants to hear her eldest son call her mother, because she is afraid that she will not give birth to any of them. She does not know what to do and what to do if she can't hear them. In particular, Xiao Ge'er has always been silent. Although he has called his mother, she just doesn't feel enough. She has to listen to one more sentence.

"Mother."

Xiao Ge'er was flat for a long time. He finally said it. Then he rubbed his eyes, but he didn't sleep. He was looking for his familiar place and wanted to return to his own territory.

Well, Shen Qingci knew it, and quickly picked up his son and gave it to his nurse.

When Xiao Ge'er arrived in the breast of the nurse, he seemed to be relieved.

Once again, he was dug out of his sleep by his mother-in-law, and then Xiao Ge'er, who was very cold, might have to howl to his mother.

Shen Qingci touched her face. How could she feel that she was despised by her son?

She stood up and patted her clothes. She had better go and make some spices. The spices and the money she made these days might have been subsidized by xiangjue temple, so she had to earn back the money she had spent these days.

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