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In the end, the prince was chosen to lead a team to Zhongzhou to provide disaster relief.

The bad news about the earthquake in Zhongzhou came in like snowflakes, and the severity was beyond imagination.

According to the report, it will take at least 20 years for the local economy to recover its people's livelihood.

Emperor Hui couldn't eat or sleep for two or three days. Fortunately, Gu Shaoyu had issued an order for government offices at all levels in Zhongzhou to stockpile grain.

Emperor Hui once again allocated supplies from various places to Zhongzhou.

Rice is the most important grain, and grain prices have skyrocketed in various places.

Fifteen days after the earthquake.

Tu was called to Ci'en Courtyard by the old lady early in the morning. When she saw her aunt Zhi sitting on the chair, she was furious.

"Mother, haven't they been driven out by my third brother? We've severed all ties, so why are they still begging us for food?"

"My nephew's wife, if it weren't for the earthquake, we wouldn't be able to go back to Ouyang, and I wouldn't want to come to the Marquis' Mansion." Aunt Zhi said, "I have no choice."

"What does it matter if there's an earthquake? It's not like the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing in Ouyang. If you really want to go back, you would have been home long ago." Tu was naturally rude to the relatives who were taking advantage of her. "If Lu sees you later, I won't be able to stop her from throwing a tantrum."

The old lady held her head and groaned half-deadly: "I feel very uncomfortable, my heart hurts... Can you stop arguing?"

Tu wiped her eyes with a cloth and said in embarrassment, "Mother, it's not that I'm unfilial. As the saying goes, a good cook can't cook without rice. Now I really have no rice to cook."

Seeing her crying, Madam Wan, Tu's confidant, interrupted and said, "Now the price of grain has risen to 200 wen per catty. The price of everything has risen. Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, clothes, and social activities all cost more than guan a day."

"We can barely take care of our own people, how can we afford to help others? Madam, please be considerate of the Marquis' wife!"

Aunt Zhi looked a little embarrassed. They knew that the price of grain had skyrocketed, but now they had encountered an earthquake and couldn't go back?

They can't even get food if they go begging on the streets now.

"Sister, please give us some food. Your nephews and grandchildren are crying because of hunger!" The aunt cried, "We live in a dilapidated temple. It's late autumn now and it's very cold at night."

The old lady's hands were shaking, as if she was terminally ill, and she was extremely upset: "Sister-in-law, how dare you come to the Marquis' Mansion after what you did before?"

Aunt Zhi was forced to come here by Uncle Zhi and his son. If she didn't get food, her son, grandson, and great-grandson would starve.

"Big sister, just this once, people should respect their dignity and trees should respect their bark. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I will not come to the Marquis's house to beg you." Aunt Zhi said, "Just this once, I will never come again."

Tu's eyes turned and she said, "Qingpu Courtyard is not short of food. I heard that they are still stewing bird's nests. How about borrowing some food from them?"

The old lady got angry when she heard this. Well, the earthquake had been going on for half a month and she had been eating vegetable porridge every day, but the third wife was actually eating bird's nest!

"Ask Mrs. Xie to come and take care of me." The old lady covered her head and said, "I have this migraine that is killing me."

Taxue went to Qingpu Courtyard to ask for Xie Zhaozhao's help. The servant in the courtyard replied, "Madam is not here. She went to collect supplies with Miss Zhang to support the disaster area!"

Taxue had no choice but to return to Ci'en Temple and report the truth.

Tu sneered and said, "She really knows how to behave. She doesn't care about the people in her own prefecture, but she cares about a lot of things in the world."

The old lady held onto the edge of the bed and cried, "Everyone has their own ideas. My existence is just an eyesore..."

Taxue cried and advised: "Old Madam, please don't say discouraging words. This mansion is still counting on you to lead the family. Please don't think too much."

Mrs. Tu also shed tears: "If you say that I am incompetent, I have no one in my family, so I can only serve tea and water to my mother. If my third brother's wife is in charge of the household, it will definitely be a win-win situation, and my mother will not drag her sick body and worry day and night."

When Aunt Zhi thought about how Gu Shaoyu ruthlessly expelled them, she felt so angry that her teeth were itching, and she wished that the third branch would become notorious immediately.

"Your mother is so sick, and you, as a daughter-in-law, don't take care of your mother-in-law, but go out and do good deeds. What kind of rules is this?"

Tu looked at the old lady and immediately called someone to find Xie Zhaozhao, saying that the old lady was ill and to come back quickly to take care of her.

As news of the various disasters in Zhongzhou spread to Beijing, Xie Zhaozhao and several close sisters, including Zhang Yanyan, Liu Yiyi, Zhou Tangtang, and Li Ranran, initiated a fundraising campaign to raise food, salt, winter clothes, quilts and other supplies for the disaster-stricken areas.

Everyone donated generously, and within a few days they collected 5,000 dan of grain, as well as dozens of horse-drawn carriages of supplies such as clothing and candles.

Xie Zhaozhao wrote to the court in the name of the first-rank imperial edict, donating the collected materials.

Emperor Hui was overjoyed and praised the five sisters for their righteous act.

The oral instructions of commendation and rewards were sent to all the prefectures, and everyone was happy.

The servant from the mansion went to the collection site to look for Xie Zhaozhao, saying that the old lady was ill and wanted her to return to the mansion to take care of her.

Seeing Xie Zhaozhao's indifferent expression, Zhang Yanyan immediately said, "The Zhang family has just hired a powerful doctor who is best at gynecology and is a relative of Doctor Wen. Why not let him go and treat the old lady?"

Xie Zhaozhao nodded immediately: "Okay, let the miracle doctor diagnose and treat it, prescribe the right medicine, and regulate it."

Zhang Yanyan sent the palace doctor Wen Zhixia out and told him, "The old lady in the Marquis's Mansion is sick every few days and asks her daughter-in-law to take care of her. She said it's an illness and it will get better without taking medicine. I don't know what the illness is."

Wen Zhixia secretly laughed in his heart, what other illness could it be? He was pretending to be sick just to control his wife!

Zhang Yanyan said, "If the old lady is in good health, just tell her the truth and tell her not to cause trouble. The earthquake was so severe that His Majesty was too busy to recuperate."

Wen Zhixia nodded.

When they were almost at the Marquis's residence, Xie Zhaozhao sent Yuanyuan to tell Wen Zhixia: "The old lady may be dying, going to the afterlife."

Wen Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood. She grinned and thought to herself, Miss Xie is at a higher level than Miss Zhang!

Xie Zhaozhao brought Wen Zhixia to the old lady's Ci'enyuan. When Taxue saw Xie Zhaozhao coming with a doctor, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Madam San, why did you bring a doctor with you?"

"My mother is ill, and I am extremely worried. Fortunately, Doctor Wen from the Zhang residence is free, so I asked him to come and treat my mother. The old lady is weak, and the illness cannot be delayed."

Xie Zhaozhao asked Doctor Wen to take the old lady's pulse.

The old lady was afraid that she would be exposed as faking illness and lose face, so she dared not show her hand.

Wen Zhixia said kindly: "Where do you feel uncomfortable, old lady?"

The old lady half-closed her eyes and said weakly: "Headache, palpitations, sleepless nights, no appetite."

"The Wen family has produced miraculous doctors for generations, and Doctor Wen is the best of this generation. Mother, don't worry about his medical skills." Xie Zhaozhao comforted, "Doctor Wen is the most popular in the capital."

The old lady didn't even dare to stretch out her wrist.

Mrs. Tu and Aunt Zhi's eyelids were trembling. The Third Madam's move was really cruel.

When she was asked to attend to the sick, she brought in a miracle doctor.

Wen Zhixia placed the pulse pillow beside the old lady's bed and spread out a row of silver needles. In full view of everyone, the old lady had no choice but to stretch out her wrist.

Xie Zhaozhao stood aside respectfully, watching Wen Zhixia put two fingers on the old lady's wrist.

Wen Zhixia felt the patient's pulse for a while, then suddenly looked extremely serious. He asked the old lady to stretch out her other wrist, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Madam, do you still feel shortness of breath, chills, and memory loss?"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?" the old lady asked nervously.

"This..." Wen Zhixia's face showed compassion, and she said solemnly to the Tu family, "Old Madam, please eat whatever you want!"

The old lady was so frightened by these words that she jumped up.