Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

If the girls' school doesn't charge tuition, will there be no income? How is that possible! Xiao Yining had heard before that the wooden plaques issued cost 10,000 taels each. Although she didn't know how many the girls' school issued, this income could definitely support the school's expenses for a year. Now there are spontaneous donations. I heard that the most needy families would give out 100 taels of silver as a token of appreciation.

Does this make sense?

This is clearly a disguised form of collecting tuition fees.

This Royal Girls' School's ability to amass wealth is truly amazing!

Little Yining had a bitter face, thinking that given her parents' personalities, they would probably pay for it. This money was spent so lavishly. If she had known, she would not have said that she wanted to study with her father.

Little Yining was unhappy, her heart ached so much that even Qiu Yi couldn't muster the energy to tell childish jokes.

Aunt Zhao looked at her young lady's face and said leisurely, "No one would say anything if people like us didn't go out. That's the competition among those people."

Xiao Yining looked up at her. This maid came from the palace and knew more than them. She also understood the metaphor of this sentence. "Mammy, are these silver coins really used for the girls' school?"

Nanny Zhao looked at her in surprise. Xiao Yining had already turned her head to look out the window. Nanny Zhao's actions explained everything.

A thief's royal family.

In the novel, Emperor Shengwu of this dynasty, Sheng Jingchen, was a rare wise ruler. Except for his early and miserable death, everything else was good. The most praised thing about him was that the national treasury was sufficient, which was quite rare, and indirectly showed that his political achievements were quite good.

At this moment, Xiao Yining felt that the current emperor was labeled a traitor because of this incident.

Sheng Jingchen sneezed loudly at this moment. He opened his folding fan and sat in the dusty carriage, watching the crowds of people outside. A white-faced man next to him held a cup of tea and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, drink some tea to warm yourself up. It's still early!"

Sheng Jingchen took the tea and took a sip, a cold smile appeared on his lips. "I don't know what surprise you will give me this year?"

The white-faced man also laughed, "No matter how much joy there is, it can't compare to the addition of a few points to your Majesty's private treasury."

"Go and say hello to the eldest princess. I will go up there and take a look around the next day."

"Yes."

Sheng Jingchen continued to look outside.

Xiao Yining set out right after breakfast, but she was still late. By the time it was her turn, it was already noon and time for lunch. Lin Yuzan stepped forward and led his daughter off the carriage, saying, "There are no classes today, and don't wander around in the girls' school to avoid getting lost. Dad and uncle are waiting for you at Hanqiuyuan."

Little Yining curled her lips, raised her head and smiled, "Dad, Sister Qing knows."

Many servants were waiting on the side, coming down from the ladder, to help these little girls carry their luggage. Old students just needed to tell them their dormitory numbers, while new students had to hand in their enrollment bags to the aunt in charge of registration at the foot of the mountain. After checking, they would be given another number plate, which was the dormitory they would live in for the next few years. If they were not satisfied and wanted to change rooms, they would have to pay more money to change dormitories when they entered school the next year.

Xiao Yining's accommodation was decided on the day of the exam, and the process was much faster than others. Yu Ke couldn't live with her, and was still waiting for the aunt in charge to assign a dormitory.

Lin Yuzan took her daughter to get a number plate and called a few maids to carry the suitcase up, and then took her to the donation table opposite.

Xiao Yining immediately pulled her father and refused to leave, "Dad, you're going the wrong way. We need to go to the upper gate."

At this moment, Lin Yuzan had already taken out the silver notes that he had prepared long ago. The big one hundred taels hurt Xiao Yining's eyes. He shook them gently. One, two, three, four, five, a total of five notes, five hundred taels...

Five, five hundred taels...

Xiao Yining immediately let go and fell to the ground.

"Oh, husband, why are you walking so fast? Look at Sister Qing who fell." Wan Niang picked up her daughter with a distressed look on her face.

Lin Yuzan stopped and looked at his daughter, who was staring at the banknote in his hand. "Wanniang, hold your daughter. I'll be back soon."

"Dad..." Xiao Yining hurriedly called him.

"What's the matter?"

"The paper in your hand is very beautiful. Sister Qing wants it." Xiao Yining said dryly.

This prodigal man actually wants to give 5 taels, it's really too much.

"..." Lin Yuzan paused, looking at his daughter's eyes that were fixed on her, and he sighed, not realizing that his daughter was still a little money-grubber. He suddenly wanted to tease her, "But you can't bear to part with the money?"

Little Yining nodded. She was definitely reluctant to part with it. It was hers. Her father had earned it through some unknown means, and her mother had worked hard to earn it by embroidering handkerchiefs every day. How could she just give it to others?

"Then Sister Qing, how much do you think we should take?" Lin Yuzan asked again.

Little Yining puffed her lips and raised her head proudly, "If everything needs to be donated, Sister Qing can donate it herself, and you don't have to donate."

"Oh?" The adults looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"If you want to donate, Sister Qing can only donate her own monthly salary." Lin Yuzan said.

Xiao Yining's eyes were suddenly filled with mist, and even her face was full of grievance. She responded with difficulty, "Okay."

I sacrificed all this for this family, my poor little money...

Little Yining took out her small purse and rummaged through it with her chubby little hands, totally unaware that the adults were looking at her as she wanted to laugh but was trying hard to hold it back.

Little Yining's favor was obvious to all. When Lin Yuzan handed the silver note in his hand to Madam Zhao, the meaning was self-evident: raising a son is precious and this money cannot be saved.

Wang Cheng looked around and said to Lin Yuzan, "We are not well-known at this time, so there is no need to be too prominent."

Lin Yuzan also cast his eyes into the darkness. As a monarch and a minister, he also had a deep understanding of the emperor's temperament. He smiled, sometimes it was necessary to make trouble.

The person in charge of the donation table was a young eunuch who held a notebook in his hand and kept accounts, while singing loudly to let people know who donated how much.

Little Yining looked at this scene and cursed again, "How cunning!" However, she was still young and had no shame to lose. When she grew up, she would just keep this as a black history.

The young eunuch put down his pen and looked at Xiao Yining and his group, showing a service-like smile, "How much silver did your family donate?"

Little Yining looked at the big notice board next to her, which showed how much money each person had donated. She took a deep breath and raised her hand. "Miss Lin Yining of the Lin family donated 99 copper coins. I wish our dynasty will prosper for a long time."

"..."

The young eunuch stood up and looked at the child who was not even as tall as the table. He was holding a silver medal in his hand, with determination in his eyes.

"Uh... Miss Lin is raising funds for girls' schools." The young eunuch reminded.

It’s not certain who will get the money!

Little Yining rolled her eyes in her heart and said, "Miss Lin Yining of the Lin family donated 99 copper coins, wishing the girls' school to prosper for a long time."

The little eunuch looked at the little girl still holding the money, and helplessly looked at the adults behind her. This was not a place for joking. Unfortunately, no one accepted his look, so he had to say to Xiao Yining, "Miss Lin, this is not 99 copper coins!"

"You can find the money!" Xiao Yining answered as a matter of course.

"..." He had worked here for several years and this was the first time he had encountered someone who wanted to get his money back after donating money. Never mind, work was more important. He would accompany this kid to perform a play and collect big money later. But the problem came again. The little eunuch showed a bitter face and said, "Miss, I don't have any copper coins to ask you."

"Then write an IOU!"

“……”There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with it.

The young eunuch put away her silver, went through some formalities for her, and waited for the adult behind him to take the silver. However, a breeze blew by, and the person behind him didn't even look at him, and walked straight past his table, with no intention of soliciting donations at all.

“……” No wonder the little kid had to come forward and he didn’t even pay a penny.

The young eunuch finally wrote Lin Yining's name with tears in his eyes, as an explanation to his superiors.