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    When Yu Bai went back and found that the food was gone, she twisted the servant of the former city lord's palace who had made his own decisions and sent it directly to Kun Yi.

    Kunyi¡¯s face looked unhappy: ¡°Why did you make the decision without permission?¡±

    The servant trembled and said: "I see that there is fish and meat, and the elderly people in the next room are weak, so I thought that instead of falling, it is better to give them"

    "How long has it been since you took it?" She frowned.

    "Half an hour"

    ? Okay, I can¡¯t get it back anymore.

    Kunyi held her forehead and her tone became colder, "Didn't the previous master teach you that only the master can handle the master's things?"

    The maid was shaking with fright, but she was also a little angry. They spent all day eating and drinking, so they just gave out some white rice as a favor, but they didn't allow the old man to eat some leftovers. It was really a wealthy family that was full of wine and meat.

    Even if she made the decision without authorization, she was doing a good thing. Could she still be beaten?

    ¡°Hey, Kunyi really gave her a good beating, although it wasn¡¯t much, just five spanks.

    The maid was so aggrieved that she went back to her room and cried all night. The promise she had made when she was beaten that she would not tell anyone about the matter was no longer counted. She scolded Kunyi while crying. What a waste of food, big fish and big meat.  I would rather throw it away than feed it to the refugees, enjoy it myself, and let the refugees suffer, etc.

    Originally, disaster relief was a good deed, and Kunyi spent so much money and food from his own private treasury without any hope of repayment. However, it is human nature to fight for kindness and enmity. When this news spread, many refugees began to complain.

    Life in the city is difficult. Why should the princess eat eight dishes in one meal and throw them away? People like them can't even take a bite of meat.

    It¡¯s simply too much.

    As a result, many people living in the City Lord's Mansion became restless, either trying to break into the courtyard where the princess lived, or smashing things in the City Lord's Mansion.

    I don¡¯t know who spread the rumor. On the third day, the entire refugee camp was saying that Princess Kunyi was originally a monster. Otherwise, how could an ordinary woman have so much mind, be able to do so many things, and lead troops to fight.

    The heated remarks were getting louder. Kunyi stood in front of the window, pressing the beaten maid next to her and letting her listen to the words word for word.

    The maid was still dissatisfied: "You should have divided the dishes earlier, and nothing would have happened."

    Kunyi sneered, picked out the gossipers, and packed them up with the maid and sent them out of the city lord's mansion.

    Without the protection of the magic circle around the city lord's palace, and without the food for daily disaster relief, they were blown away by the evil wind outside, and instantly woke up. They knelt at the door crying and begging His Highness for forgiveness.

    Kunyi ignored him. She glanced at the women who were still huddled in the yard and said coldly: "Eight dishes can bring peace to your home, but you think it's too much. Who can complain? The gate is right here.  Walk slowly and don¡¯t see me off.¡±

    The days outside are too scary. Even if it¡¯s unfair here, at least monsters won¡¯t suddenly pop up and want to eat people.  The princess got angry, and the remaining people stopped muttering and continued to do needlework and build bricks to repair the yard every day in exchange for more rice.

    Kunyi returned to his yard with a straight face, and happened to bump into Nie Yan returning with his sword.

    Nie Yan didn't know what was going on in the mansion. In the past few days, the demon soldiers had been trying to break through the magic formations of the city lord's mansion and the school grounds. He had to go out and work for several hours every day. Seeing that she looked bad now, he thought something had happened.  event.

    "As a result, this man came over, bumped his head against his heart, and then leaned against it, saying in a muffled voice: "You can't save stupid people even if you can provide disaster relief, so it's so important to open a private school."

    "Huh?" Nie Yan didn't understand.

    She didn't seem to want him to understand, and just muttered to herself: "If you divide the dishes, you won't worry about the scarcity but the inequality. How should those who don't get the portion complain? After seeing big fish and big meat, who would care less about white flour and rice?  Even if that thing falls over, you can't let them see it."

    "With the money I earned, I can eat eighty dishes if I want. If you don't show off your power, it will be my fault."

    "It seems that they are used to being too idle."

    After thinking about it, she suddenly raised her head: "Let them work to earn food from tomorrow on. The elderly and young children can eat for free, but the rest have to earn it by themselves. If they earn more, I can turn it into silver for them."

    As he said that, he counted with his fingers: "I have thirty million taels left, and they probably won't be able to earn all of it."

    Nie Yan swallowed back the phrase "This is a lot of money" in his throat, touched her head, and changed it to: "Your Highness is wise."

    Kunyi finally relaxed her eyebrows, then raised her head to look at him, and asked with a smile: "Where are you coming back from? Why are you so sweaty?"

    &nThe needles, threads and cloth are then sold by refugees who don't know how to make them, and the excess money goes to the refugees themselves.

    The same is true for rice grains.

    This woman is really brave. She dares to support the entire city's commerce without fear of the capital chain suddenly being cut off and losing all her money.

    But after thinking about it, this man had his back against the treasury, and he let out a long sigh.

    "Master Sun," he said to the person next to him, "take your legitimate daughter with you, and let's go see His Highness again."

    Manager Sun was the one he wanted. Although the other families also felt sorry for the money and did not want to lose money, they still took their promising children and knelt outside the city lord's mansion.

    Kunyi didn¡¯t let them in immediately.

    She was sitting by the window sill painting Dankou on her hands. When she was almost finished, she received a message from Xu Wuwei.

    "They say that three hundred coins and one stone is almost the same price as Shengjing." Xu Wuwei handed over his hands in admiration, "Congratulations, Your Highness." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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