The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

The rare ancient book donated by Su Qianqian eventually sold for a high price of 200,000 taels of silver.

It was won by Murong Changyu in the auction.

After the charity sale ended, many people surrounded Murong Changyu to congratulate him.

"Congratulations, Young Master Murong. This ancient book is definitely worth more than 200,000 taels of silver. Congratulations on finding such a bargain."

"I hope that Young Master Murong can make a copy of the book's contents and pass it on to future generations."

Many officials were actually wealthy, but they dared not spend 200,000 taels of silver to rob books.

Not long ago, when Emperor Qi Jing raised funds, they had only donated a few thousand taels of silver. How could they dare to expose their wealth at this time? Otherwise, Emperor Qi Jing would definitely make things difficult for them!

So they could only watch helplessly as Young Master Murong reaped a huge advantage.

Murong Changyu presented the book to Su Qianqian.

Dressed in white, his expression was gentle, like the bright moon.

"Miss Su, this ancient book is indeed priceless. I am willing to return it to its rightful owner, and I will consider the 200,000 taels as a donation."

Su Qianqian waved her hand, "No need, Young Master Murong, you should keep it yourself."

She didn't want to be a person who broke her promise. If it was a charity sale item, then it was a charity sale item. Once it was donated, there was no reason to take it back.

Besides, she has dozens of such rare and unique ancient books in her possession.

These rare books were discovered by chance when she led people to dig an escape tunnel during the time when the King of Huainan raised an army in rebellion.

I gave one copy to my cousin as part of her dowry, another to the Duke of Anguo's mansion to repay a favor, and today I donated one to retired disabled soldiers, but I still have many left.

It's more than enough; it's simply impossible to use it all up.

However, they cannot all be taken out at once. Scarcity increases value; if too many books are taken out at once, they will become worthless.

Murong Changyu wanted to say a few more words to Miss Su, but was blocked by the Crown Prince Gong.

"Girl, it's time to sleep."

The Crown Prince was also dressed in white today because his maid praised him for looking good in white. So ever since he returned from the border, he has been dressed in white every day.

The prince draped a cloak embroidered with golden peonies over Su Qianqian and thoughtfully tied the cloak's straps into a bow.

Prince Gong is very clever; he learned how to tie a bow after only seeing Su Qianqian tie it once.

Murong Changyu felt a pang of sadness watching the intimate interaction between Miss Su and Prince Gong, and his hand clenched into a fist under his sleeve.

The women around him were all staring at the handsome man, their eyes practically dazzled.

It's rare to see two incredibly handsome men standing together; it's truly a feast for the eyes.

However, the Crown Prince Gong smiled so gently at Miss Su. The Crown Prince Gong is usually too cold and handsome, but when he smiles, he is still a notch above Young Master Murong!

Moreover, Prince Gong is so considerate! He even knelt down to help Miss Su straighten her skirt and gently wiped her shoes with a cotton cloth. How heartwarming! Who wouldn't want a fiancé like that!

Xu Ruoxian whispered to Gu Ying, "Let's not talk about whether Murong Changyu is a good or bad person, but he is indeed quite handsome, on par with Prince Gong. Prince Gong belongs to the Su family, so we can't covet him. We can only admire Murong Changyu."

Gu Ying blushed and lowered her eyes, too embarrassed to look, after all, she was a married woman.

Xu Ruoxuan took Gu Ying's hand and moved closer to Murong Changyu. "Sister-in-law, you can look if you want, it's fine. Who says you can't look at handsome men after you're married?"

Xu Ruofeng glared at his sister, who was actually dragging his wife to look at handsome men, completely ignoring him!

The charity sale ended perfectly, and the guests were reluctant to leave.

The men's eyes were all fixed on the rare ancient book; they practically looked it up and down.

The women, on the other hand, were in for a visual feast, admiring the handsome men.

I really envy Miss Su; she actually found the most handsome man in the entire Qi Dynasty to be her fiancé.

The most excited person at this charity sale was Minister Qin.

He was extremely satisfied with the total amount raised today.

Miss Su raised more than 200,000 taels of silver by herself, accounting for about 90% of the donations from the charity sale.

The total amount of donations he had raised over the previous ten years combined was less than a fraction of the donation made by Ms. Su this year.

Minister Qin excitedly said to Madam Qin, "Madam, do you know that this charity sale raised a total of 257,356 taels of silver? I never dared to dream of such an astronomical figure!"

Madam Qin nodded, "Miss Su is indeed a lucky star. Thanks to her participation, our charity sale has been incredibly successful."

After returning to the Qin residence, Minister Qin was so excited that he didn't even sleep. He sat in his study, writing and drawing with a brush, planning how the donations would be used.

With this money, retired veterans will no longer commit suicide because of food and clothing problems.

Luo Mingfang only learned the next day that Su Qianqian had donated a rare ancient book with the funds raised from yesterday's charity sale.

Damn it, if she hadn't been kicked out last night, she could have seen the wonders.

I've never seen what a rare ancient book looks like in all my life.

She had seen the dowries of the noble ladies in the capital, and they were all unwilling to part with valuable rare books! At most, they would only give away ancient books that were a hundred years old.

How hateful! How could Su Qianqian possess something so precious?

Luo Mingfang remembered her, Su Qianqian, and their background.

Her father, Luo Kang, and Su Qianqian's father, Su Bing, were switched at birth just days after their births. If they hadn't been switched, Su Qianqian's life and the rare ancient book should have been hers.

God is so unfair.

Therefore, she had to find a way to take back what was rightfully hers.

Murong Yan seems to dislike Su Qianqian as well. If we team up with Murong Yan, we can definitely make Su Qianqian look bad.

Luo Mingfang was very clever. She felt that Su Qianqian's casual donation of the rare book meant that Su Qianqian definitely had more than one copy.

We must find a way to get a copy from Su Qianqian.

Luo Mingfang knew that because she wasn't a biological daughter of the Luo family, those from well-off families in the capital looked down on her.

But if she has a rare, unique book from hundreds of years ago as her dowry, then noble families will definitely fight to marry her.

In the study, Vice Minister Luo sat at the table, staring blankly out the window.

He also learned about Su Qianqian's donation of the precious rare book last night.

That girl is incredibly cold-blooded.

If that girl truly valued family ties, she should have entrusted such a precious and unique book to her grandfather for disposal. What an unfilial descendant!

If the Luo family had such a precious, unique copy, their lives would certainly be much better.

Many people would rush to see the rare book, and the Luo residence would be bustling with guests, unlike now, when it's so deserted and no one has come to visit him for many days.

Moreover, that ancient book should have belonged to Mingfang. Alas, if her son hadn't been switched back then, that girl's current success would all belong to Mingfang.

The Luo family has wronged Mingfang!

Fan Dajiang knocked on the door and came in, reporting to Vice Minister Luo, "Master, today is the day to distribute monthly wages to the servants."

Luo Shilang felt his headache getting worse.

The money invested in shipping wouldn't be recovered anytime soon, so he had no money at all.

"Dajiang, talk to them nicely and tell them to pay me back later. I'll make it up to them in a while."

Fan Dajiang silently rolled his eyes: "In a while?" The Vice Minister always said "in a while," and then it was always "tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow," and as a result, the servants had been owed their monthly wages for several months.

If we don't give them money, how are we supposed to survive?

He had seen Vice Minister Luo give Miss Mingfang a hundred taels of silver notes a few days ago, so that she could use them to buy clothes.

He cares so much about a fake granddaughter, yet he can't even pay the monthly wages of the servants in the mansion.

It's an insult to the court to have someone like this as the Vice Minister of Works! He can't even manage a small Luo family, how can he possibly handle important national affairs?

Fan Dajiang glanced at the antique shelf in the study. The items on it were dwindling, almost all of them had been pawned off by Vice Minister Luo. What a spendthrift! Every time he pawned something, he gave most of the money to that ingrate Mingfang.

Fan Dajiang thought of his deceased mother, who had been loyal to the Luo family her whole life, but ended up dying a tragic death.

If it weren't for Vice Minister Luo sending his mother to accompany the old lady to Qinghe County, his mother wouldn't have caught a cold. After catching the cold, the Luo family refused to let her see a doctor, which delayed her treatment and led to her death.

Yes, the Luo family is cold-blooded. They don't even acknowledge their own flesh and blood, like Miss Su, back to the Luo family. How can you expect the Luo family to treat their servants well?

Fan Dajiang felt particularly distressed, as his former loyalty to Vice Minister Luo was gradually being worn away.