In fact, many people know the relationship between Master Jingkong and the Shuo Palace, and the Shu Palace has delivered things to Xiangjue Temple not once or twice. You must know that Shen Qingci donated 200,000 taels of silver for Xiangjue Temple.

Two hundred thousand taels are not a small amount. Shen Qingci said that donating is just a donation, and he had never blinked his eyes. So he said that if the wealth in the capital is the only one who is rich and powerful, it may be Shen Qingci.

This move costs hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and you can tell how confident they are.

The more she didn't treat the silver as money, the more she made some people beat their chests and stamp their feet, and cried bitterly. Why didn't she marry this golden lump back home? Which idiot said that they couldn't give birth to a child, but now they can not only give birth to a child, but also make money. It's a pity that they don't know how many ten thousand taels of silver they missed?

At this time, the path up the mountain was full of people, and there were people standing above every step, and the things under the mountain were transported up one by one.

Of course, this is also the lightest method. Otherwise, if it is done by someone's back, it will take a lot of effort.

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

Master Jingkong ordered the little novice monk behind him, and he already knew what he was sending?

These things were sent for three days and three nights, and they were also sent to the guards of the Shuo Palace and all the monks from Xiangjue Temple. Even Master Jingkong himself was not idle, so he rolled up his sleeves and personally carried things with the monks.

This time, what the Shuo Mansion sent to Xiangjue Temple was all for daily use.

The grain, charcoal, and quilts were almost piled up in several yards, so it was no wonder. After all these were packed, the monks in the temple were almost exhausted and had to take off a layer of skin.

"Master, then we will say goodbye."

The guards of the Shuo Palace bowed to Master Jingkong. Since the things had been delivered, they were ready to go down the mountain.

Master Jingkong chanted the Buddha's name and still smiled kindly, "Please thank Princess Shuo for thanking Princess Shuo. In addition, he still smiled unbroken. Please ask Lao Na to say something for Princess Shuo."

"The mage is serious."

Such humility and politeness also made the guards a little flattered.

Master Jingkong laughed almost as if everyone loved each other. When flowers bloomed, the car fell when they saw them. "There are many monks in this temple. Can you invite Princess Shuo? If you send some charcoal and food, you should also change the monk's shoes of my monks."

The guards of the Shuo Palace twitched their eyes, and then looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Master, you will have no friends like this.

I have seen shameless, but I have never seen you as shameless. This is not a saying, it is clearly a robbery. So much charcoal is enough for a family to burn for a winter. Everyone is a monk, so they still have to take morning classes. There is no need to stay in the house every day.

When the guard told Shen Qingci all about this, he was the one who scratched him, and he felt blushing and burned his face for Master Jingkong.

Shen Qingci frowned, why did they just have such an uncle? If this continues, he will be emptied of all the gold and silver mountains.

Forget it, I gave it once, and I don't care about this.

"Butler, there are still some time left. You can find someone to do these."

"Yes," the butler bent his waist slightly, and he didn't dare to delay, so he ordered. It was almost cold. It took at least one month for the monks' shoes to be prepared, and then he could send them before it snowed.

"Please send some snow dishes here and give more."

Shen Qingci remembered the snow vegetables grown in their mansion. If a few families shared it, it seemed that it was not enough. It happened that a lot of them were planted in the village now, which was just right to solve the urgent problem.

Next year, all the prefectures will plant some, so there is no need to make any more ideas.

"Yes," the housekeeper agreed again, and remembered it in his heart. He was busy asking people to go out to do the matter.

He knew that the wife was for their own good? How much could these snow-capped masters eat? In the end, they would have to give them the servants to their mouths. They knew how good the wife treated them.

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

The guard bowed to Shen Qing again, and he was about to retreat.

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

"Thank you for your hard work, please give them some wine."

"Thank you, madam."

The guard was simply smiling and holding the golden beads in his hand tightly. They said that they should do good things for the wife. The wife has always been generous. This is a golden bead. If it is broken into silver, every brother can get a lot of it.

His wife is grand.

When the butler and the guard left, Shen Qingci looked up at the towering tree in the yard. At some point, the leaves were half yellow, or they would fall out after a few days.

This depressing sky, a depressing person.

The only thing that she could still feel angry was nothing else, her four children who grew up every day. After this winter, they might be able to walk when spring comes, right?

She stood up and soon after, she dug up the reluctant Brother Xiao. Brother Xiao was sleeping well, but her mother dug out the quilt. Now she is still angry. Her little face is bulging, but she is a little cute and beautiful child. No matter how angry she is, it is all so tight that people like it.

"Baby, listen to the call of my mom."

Brother Xiao was afraid that this mother whose eyes were glowing.

"Baby..." Shen Qingci just wanted to hear the eldest son call her mother because she was afraid that she would not give birth to them, what should I do if I could not speak, and what should I do if I couldn't hear her, especially Brother Xiao, who always kept silent. Although he also called her mother, she just didn't feel enough and insisted on listening to the previous sentence.

"mother."

Brother Xiao flattened his mouth for a long time, and finally said it. Then he rubbed his eyes again, but he didn't sleep. He was looking for a familiar place and wanted to return to his territory.

Well, Shen Qingci knew about it, so he quickly picked up his son and handed it over to his wet nurse.

When Brother Xiao came to the wet nurse's arms, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, his own mother was dug out of her sleep again and again, and the cold Brother Xiao might have to scream at her mother.

Shen Qingci touched her face, why did she feel disliked by her own son?
Chapter completed!