I rely on the system to support my eighteen brothers and sisters

"hiss!!"

Seeing that Qiao Linxi was still reaching in, Xu Ruifeng ignored all the etiquette and held her hand, saying softly, "That's enough."

When Qiao Linxi's hand that was trying to take out the gold ingot was held down, she realized that the people around her were staring at her blankly, as if their bodies had been taken away.

Liang Changhe was holding dozens of gold ingots in his hands, and on top of that there was a pile of silver bills, all of which were of large denominations.

The gold ingots were brought out from the ancient tomb, and the silver notes were earned by Qiao Linxi from business.

"Miss Qiao, you...you...you..."

Liang Changhe was so frightened that he couldn't say anything. He kept talking for a long time but not a single word came out.

He just felt that his worldview collapsed. How could a woman from the countryside have so many gold ingots?

For the first time, he began to doubt the word "countryside". Was he thinking that he had always understood it wrongly?

"I have been doing some business these past two years and have made some money. Since you need money to buy festival gifts for the soldiers, I will give it to you."

"hiss……"

Liang Changhe took a deep breath, regained consciousness, and stammered, "Miss Qiao, you are so generous. I thank you on behalf of my brothers in the army."

"Ding, one thousand gratitude points have been credited..."

Qiao Linxi: This system is still reminiscent of the Alipay incident.

"Hehe, the soldiers are very grateful."

"It's my honor to help you."

Liang Changhe took off his outer robe and wrapped the gold ingots in it, then walked into the snack shop, thanking the owner profusely. Then he generously asked the shop owner to pack up all the snacks and mooncakes, send them to the military camp outside the city, and give them to the people of the 75th Battalion.

Next was the wine shop. Liang Changhe bought a cart of wine with a big wave of his hand. Then he went to a well-known restaurant in the capital and ordered more than a dozen tables of sumptuous dishes. Seeing that he still had some money left, Liang Changhe went to the cloth shop and bought a lot of cheap cloth. Finally, he exchanged all the remaining money for silver coins and filled more than a hundred bags.

For some reason, Liang Changhe felt no burden at all when spending money.

Qiao Linxi followed him silently, watching the money being spent like flowing water. Instead of feeling distressed, she felt very happy.

No wonder those wealthy ladies in TV dramas like to book the entire shopping mall, it really feels great.

"Host, please mention your intention to go to the military camp quickly. Strike while the iron is hot. Liang Changhe will definitely agree."

Just as Qiao Linxi was thinking about how to start the conversation, Liang Changhe took the initiative to speak: "Miss Qiao, you see, I forget everything when I spend money. This money is for our soldiers. Why don't you go to the barracks with me and let the soldiers thank you in person."

"Is it okay? Will it break the rules?"

Qiao Linxi also wanted to see what the military camp looked like, whether it was the same as what she had seen on TV dramas.

"It stands to reason that the military camp is a military stronghold and outsiders are not allowed to enter and leave at will, but Miss Qiao, you are the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor and are not considered an outsider. I think it should be okay."

Xu Ruifeng heard about the commotion in the army. It was said that Qiao Linxi was very favored by the emperor. The emperor even killed a minister who spoke rudely to her in the court for her.

"Yes, yes, yes," Liang Changhe agreed, "It's still early now. Miss Qiao can go to the military camp with me and come back in time to celebrate the festival with my family."

"The military camp is far from here? We can only come back tomorrow?" Qiao Linxi wondered.

"No, no, it's not far. It's more than ten miles outside the city. It only takes half an hour to ride on horseback."

Liang Changhe hurried to explain.

Seeing that Qiao Linxi was still confused, Xu Ruifeng beside him added: "The officials in the capital will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival today. Because tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, all officials above the fifth rank need to enter the palace to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with the emperor. Officials who enter the palace can bring their families with them."

"Miss Qiao is the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor, so she will naturally need to enter the palace tomorrow. I'm sure the Qiao family has prepared fruits and snacks for the festival today."

Qiao Linxi shook her head: "I don't know about that."

The Qiao family didn't tell her either.

The two maids who had been following Qiao Linxi like invisible people finally spoke when they saw that Qiao Linxi was really going to the military camp outside the city with Liang Changhe.

"Princess, it's not appropriate for you to go to the military camp. The soldiers are all rough men. If they offend you, what will you do?"

Qinghe looked at Qiao Linxi with disapproval. If anything happened to Qiao Linxi, wouldn't her own master take her life?

"It's okay. Nothing will happen to me. I won't blame you if anything does happen."

Liang Changhe looked at the two maids with some displeasure and said, "Miss, our army is indeed full of rough men, but the military discipline is strict and they will never cause trouble. Besides, Miss Qiao paid for the festival gifts for the brothers in the army out of her own pocket, so she is our benefactor. Who would do something improper to their benefactor?"

In the end, Qinghe's dissuasion was in vain, and she could only watch Qiao Linxi swiftly climb onto the horse and disappear in front of her.

Qing He stamped her feet, looking anxious. What should she do? If anything happened to the princess, she would die.

Xu Ruifeng looked at Qiao Linxi beside him and was surprised again. Qiao Linxi was really a character, rich and pretty, and she could even ride a horse.

There were not many young ladies in the capital who could ride horses. Only some young ladies from military families could do it. It seemed that the women in the capital were all beautiful because they were dignified and gentle, and proud of playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They looked down on skills like riding horses, and thought that only vulgar women would learn to ride horses.

It is good to be proficient in all arts, but it will make people feel aesthetic fatigue. Just like the moon cakes, all the moon cakes are carved out of the same mold, and it is impossible to tell which moon cake is more exquisite.

The same is true for people.

When Xu Ruifeng was looking at Qiao Linxi, the voice of the system sounded again in Qiao Linxi's mind.

"Master Host, please wait a moment. Wait a quarter of an hour before leaving the city."

Qiao Linxi: Why?

"Hey, Xiaojiujiu must have a point in saying that, host, just do as you are told."

Qiao Linxi: ...

She guessed what would happen in a while, but the system stopped talking again, which made her a little curious about what would happen next.

Although the system likes to keep people in suspense, she never lies. Since it asked her to leave the city a quarter of an hour later, there must be a reason for it. She just needs to do as it says.

In order to avoid arousing the suspicion of Liang Changhe and Xu Ruifeng, Qiao Linxi pretended to see some beautiful jewelry and got off the horse.

Qiao Linxi held the accessories from the stall and gestured on her head while asking about the countdown of a quarter of an hour.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed, and Qiao Linxi generously bought all the accessories on the stall where she was standing, paid the stall owner and asked him to deliver them to Qiao's house.

Seeing Qiao Linxi delaying for a long time, Liang Changhe felt anxious, but he didn't dare to urge her. Who asked her to pay for the holiday gifts for his brothers?

The three of them mounted their horses again and set off. Before they had gone far, they heard a surprised voice.

Qiao Linxi thought to herself: Here it comes...