Marrying a rich man after rebirth: The daily life of a legitimate daughter

The prince asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Li Wanrong tidied up her messy hair and hugged the silver in her arms tightly.

"The capital has been in turmoil lately. Don't run around everywhere. Next time you encounter refugees robbing you of your money, it's important to save your life."

Li Wanrong certainly knew about this. Now is a special period, refugees are pouring into the capital, and the price of rice will continue to rise. Keeping the silver in your arms is to keep the rice in your bowl and not go hungry: "Next time, I won't go out alone again."

At this time, Taohua came out from the gate and said, "Prince, the old lady wants you to go to her yard."

Li Wanrong didn't want to see the old lady, and was about to go back to the courtyard alone, but Taohua stopped her and said, "The old lady asked Aunt Li to go to the courtyard as well."

"Let the prince handle the affairs of the mansion. There is no need for me to go as well."

Taohua replied expressionlessly: "The power to manage the Prince's Mansion is in your hands. There are some things that you must be present for."

Li Wanrong didn't say anything, but followed the prince obediently to the old lady's courtyard.

The two walked into the hall.

He Shulan was there too.

The prince asked, "What is the matter that the old lady wants me to come for?"

"Of course it's about the refugees in the capital. When you went to the morning court, did the emperor discuss with all the civil and military officials how to deal with the refugees in the capital?"

The prince looked worried: "There are too many refugees in the capital, and the emperor doesn't know how to deal with them."

The old lady didn't respond.

Suddenly, the hall was quiet and everyone could hear each other's breathing.

Li Wanrong replied: "Just drive these refugees out of the capital."

The prince glanced at Li Wanrong and said, "It would be great if the problem could be solved so easily. There are too many refugees coming to the capital. If we use violence to drive them out, they will rebel. If the emperor sends troops at that time, it will cause even greater chaos."

Li Wanrong didn't understand political affairs, and she didn't know how to solve the problem. No matter how chaotic the outside world was, nothing would happen as long as she hid in the Prince's Mansion.

He Shulan was not only concerned about these refugees, but also that they would naturally leave the capital when the flood in the south was over. Now the people in the capital were living behind closed doors. He asked the prince, "Are the shops still open?"

The prince thought for a while. The capital was in such a mess that he estimated that no one would come to buy things. "Tomorrow, I will send someone to notify the store managers and ask them to take their people home to rest for a while. You stay in the mansion and don't run around."

When Li Wanrong heard about the prince's concern for He Shulan, she was very dissatisfied, but she did not dare to lose her temper in front of the old lady.

The old lady thought of the crazy increase in food prices: "If these refugees continue to stay, the price of food will rise even faster. By then, they won't even have enough to eat."

The prince sighed at his inability to change.

He Shulan had already married into the Prince's Mansion, and she was unwilling to sit idly by: "Some time ago, my friend couldn't sell the harvested grain in the fields, so I bought some and stored it in the mansion, just enough to get through this period."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief, as this would ensure that the servants in the mansion would also have a stuttering problem.

At this time, Li Wanrong remembered what happened some time ago when He Shulan bought rice. She had laughed at He Shulan severely. Now it seems that she is the clown.

She looked at He Shulan who was sitting there, and was very confused. The time when He Shulan bought rice was too coincidental. Could it be that she had the ability to predict the future, or did she also travel through time?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was possible. I sang the famous song "Little Apple" to He Shulan, along with square dance moves: "You are my little apple, and I can never love you enough."

The people in the hall looked at Li Wanrong in disbelief. Her bold dance moves and daring lyrics took people a long time to react.

After a long time, the servant lowered his head to hide the smile on his face, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

The old lady frowned, not knowing what Aunt Li was doing. "If you want to dance, go back to your own yard and don't embarrass yourself here."

At this time, Li Wanrong stared at He Shulan closely. Seeing her calm expression, she couldn't help but ask, "Don't you think the lyrics sound familiar?"

"I don't think so. This is the first time I've heard such a song and lyrics. They are too bold."

Li Wanrong was stunned. He Shulan was not a time traveler but a real ancient person. She immediately waved her hand and said, "You have been sitting for too long. Move your joints and continue the previous topic."

The old lady glared at Li Wanrong with disdain on her face: "We have finished talking about what we need to talk about, let's go."

Li Wanrong curled her lips, followed the prince and left the old lady's yard.

When He Shulan was buying rice, she suppressed the news, knowing that not many people were buying rice from her. She came to the kitchen and found Manager Liu and asked, "How long can the rice in the Prince's Mansion last?"

"There are quite a lot of servants in the mansion, so it will take at least a month to make them."

After learning about the situation, He Shulan asked the servants to move 200 kilograms of rice to the kitchen and told Manager Liu: "Now is a special period. These rice should be cooked according to the amount every day."

Seeing the rice, Manager Liu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that with the rice, he should be able to survive this period.

As time went by, the number of refugees in the capital city continued to increase, and the city became more chaotic, with many cases of home robberies occurring.

The emperor had to send soldiers to protect the safety of the people in the capital and patrol day and night.

Li Wanrong looked at the home-cooked dishes on the table with a displeased look on her face. The stir-fried vegetables were not only not fresh, but also a little yellow. With the intervention of the prince, her food had improved, but now it was back to square one: "This dish is too unpalatable, not fresh at all."

The prince didn't like it either: "The capital is so chaotic now, it's already very good to have such food. Other mansions don't even have food to eat."

Li Wanrong also knew it, but she just couldn't eat. She even thought that the kitchen was deliberately making things difficult for her, so she put down her chopsticks and went to the kitchen to check.

I saw the chef making braised fish and there were fresh vegetables on the table.

Suddenly, Li Wanrong became angry: "There are fresh dishes in the mansion, why don't you cook them for me?"

"These dishes are from the Princess's farm outside the city, not from the Prince's Mansion. Of course, we won't send them to you," Manager Liu said sarcastically to Li Wanrong.

This made Li Wanrong not know how to refute. For the sake of her stutter, she began to argue: "These dishes belong to the Prince's Mansion after they are brought into the Prince's Mansion. We all have a share."

"How dare you say that? Zhuangzi is the private property of the Princess of the County, not the Prince's Mansion. She can give these dishes if she wants to, and it's only natural if she doesn't want to." Manager Liu did not indulge Li Wanrong and spoke bluntly.

"You..." Li Wanrong felt humiliated under the gaze of everyone. She turned around, left the kitchen angrily, and went back to the yard to find the prince.