The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Jiang Ziwen added some brown sugar water to his bowl of fermented glutinous rice dumplings. He liked to drink sweet things. His mother once said that whether you are happy or sad, drinking something sweet will make you happy, and he felt the same way.

The two brothers Jiang Zihao and Jiang Ziheng were always well behaved while eating, and Emperor Wenzong of Tang couldn't help but praise them.

"Haohao and Hengge are really amazing."

The two people who were praised smiled happily, and Jiang Ziyi also extended her bowl over.

"Grandfather, you see, I am also very good."

When Emperor Wenzong of Tang heard this, he laughed and reached out to touch her head.

"Be good."

Jiang Ziyi looked at her eldest brother Jiang Ziwen: "Big brother is also well behaved."

"Correct."

Seeing her protecting her elder brother like that, Shen Jiarou shook her head and couldn't help but smile.

After everyone finished breakfast, Tang Wenzong glanced at Li Lesong, who immediately understood and left. When he came back, he had a tray in his hand, all covered with red envelopes.

"Children, come here. Grandfather Tang has a New Year's red envelope. Are you looking forward to it?"

Jiang Ziheng was the first to say excitedly, "Grandfather, I'm looking forward to it."

Tang Wenzong stroked his beard and laughed: "Okay, okay, everyone has a share. Line up one by one to receive it."

As the eldest brother, Jiang Ziwen was the first person Emperor Wenzong of Tang looked at.

"Wenwen, come here."

After Jiang Ziwen kowtowed, he looked at his kind and amiable grandfather with anticipation. Emperor Wenzong of Tang took out a red envelope in his hand and handed it to him.

"Here, this is yours, keep it."

Jiang Ziwen thanked him: "Thank you, Grandfather. I wish you a long life."

The second one was Jiang Ziyi. She kowtowed obediently, raised her head and stood up, stretched out her white and tender hands, and looked at Emperor Wenzong of Tang with a smile on her face.

"Happy New Year, Grandfather. Bring me the red envelope."

Tang Wenzong laughed and handed it to her: "Happy New Year, come here, Haohao."

"Happy New Year, Grandpa. May everything go well for you and may all your wishes come true."

When Jiang Ziheng saw him, he sighed helplessly: "Third brother, why did you say so much at once? I'm running out of words."

Bao Muxuan couldn't help but reveal his shortcomings: "Who told you to always be distracted in class?"

Jiang Ziheng's trick was exposed and he made faces at Baomuxuan, which made everyone laugh.

"Okay, Heng'er, it's your turn to kowtow. Grandfather, this is a big red seal. Aren't you in a hurry?"

Jiang Ziheng was touched by what he said: "I wish Grandfather a happy new year and everything goes well."

Tang Wenzong saw that he still managed to say a blessing and smiled more lovingly: "Here, take it."

When he opened it and found that it was ten taels, he laughed happily.

"Haha, I'm a rich man now."

Shen Jiarou slapped him on the forehead: "Mother, why did you hit me?"

"Why do I hit you? You are still my master. Why don't you go to heaven?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ziheng quickly hid behind Bai Yunsu.

"Aunt Bai, please protect me."

Bai Yunsu found it funny and couldn't help but tease him: "You really dare not be able to be a leader."

Everyone laughed, and the whole main hall was filled with laughter.

"Come, Xuanxuan, this is a little gift from grandpa."

Bao Muxuan knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Grandfather."

Baomusi was so envious of the red envelope in his elder brother's hand that he stepped forward and kowtowed loudly.

"Happy New Year, Grandfather. I wish you good health."

Emperor Wenzong of Tang was delighted to hear this and handed him the red envelope. After he thanked him and stepped aside, Jiang Ziheng came over curiously.

"Brother Mu Si, show me how much you have."

Bao Musi was a little embarrassed: "Let's watch it after it's over."

Jiang Ziheng was so curious that he wanted to open it and take a look, but was stopped by Jiang Ziwen.

"Fourth brother, don't be rude."

Jiang Ziheng pursed his lips and Jiang Ruofan glared at his son.

Bai Heli also happily retreated with the red seal. Bao Muxin stepped forward and kowtowed like her brothers, and Tang Wenzong stuffed the red seal into her hands.

"Thank you Grandpa."

Bai Yunsu walked over, took her daughter's hand and stepped aside.

Emperor Wenzong of Tang looked at Li Zibai and said, "Come on, Baibai, you brothers also have a share, come and claim it."

Seeing her father happily giving the red seal, Shen Jiarou spoke to Jiang Ruofan in a low voice.

"I'm afraid there won't be much left of Daddy's salary this time."

"Madam is right. Fortunately, daddy got smarter and stopped giving us red envelopes." The couple smiled quietly. Shen Jiarou recalled that in the first few years of adulthood, daddy also gave them red envelopes every year, even after the eldest and second child were born. But when the third and fourth children were born, they were suddenly gone.

Tang Wenzong was the envoy of the Censorate, a second-rank official, with a monthly salary of 61 dan, about 117 taels. Today, Shen Jiarou's four children each received a red envelope of 10 taels, a total of 40 taels.

The red envelopes for Bai Yunsu's four children weighed nine taels, a total of thirty-six taels.

The red envelopes for Yaer's three children weighed eight taels each, a total of twenty-four taels.

The three families together had a total of one hundred taels, plus the other children, so his monthly salary was totally insufficient. But he was quite happy, after all, it only happened once a year.

An hour before lunch, Shen Jiarou and her husband brought their children back to the Prince Consort's Mansion. As soon as they entered the main house of Youcao Courtyard, Shen Jiarou and her husband stepped forward to pay their respects.

"Grandson meets grandma, grandma, happy new year."

"Granddaughter-in-law meets grandma, grandma, happy new year."

"My son has met his parents. Happy New Year, Mom and Dad!"

"My daughter-in-law has met my father and mother. Happy New Year, father and mother!"

"The great-grandson meets the great-grandmother. Happy New Year, great-grandmother!"

After the six people had greeted each other, Old Lady Jiang quickly asked her eldest grandson, his wife and others to sit down.

"Sit down and talk quickly." Children love Chinese New Year the most, especially when they can receive red envelopes from their elders. Today, Jiang Ziwen, Jiang Ziyi, Jiang Zihao and Jiang Ziheng received so many red envelopes that their hands were so full.

After lunch, the three brothers counted money on a bed.

Jiang Ziheng couldn't wait to urge: "Brother, please help us count how much money we have."

"Wait."

He took out his red envelope first: "Great-grandmother gave eight taels each, grandparents gave eight taels each, second grandparents gave six taels each, second uncle and second aunt Ruofeng gave five taels each, and the other second uncles and second aunts gave four taels each, a total of sixty-two taels."

Jiang Ziheng exclaimed, "Wow, hahaha, we're rich, we're rich. Grandfather gave me ten taels today, which makes seventy-two taels. There are also other aunts and uncles who gave us money, so we have at least one hundred taels."

Jiang Ziyi was also counting the red envelopes by herself. She had just finished counting when Ruan Qingling walked in.

"Little Princess, how many red envelopes have you received today?"

"Aunt Ruan, my great-grandmother and the others gave me a total of 62 taels, my grandfather gave me 10 taels this morning, and other aunts and uncles gave me money. Added together, it's more than my grandfather's monthly salary."

Ruan Qingling smiled: "Oh, the little princess also knows how much the master's salary is."

"Of course. Mother told father that grandfather is going to go bankrupt in the next two months."

Ruan Qingling covered her mouth and laughed secretly: "Then congratulations to our little princess for becoming a rich woman."

Then she took out a red envelope from her sleeve and Jiang Ziyi was stunned.

"What's wrong? Are you stupid? Don't you remember that Aunt Ruan still needs to give it to you this year?"

Jiang Ziyi walked up to Ruan Qingling, hugged her and kissed her hard on the cheek.

"Ruan Qingling, you are so nice. You gave me money again."

"Then count how many there are."

Jiang Ziyi added the money carefully and found that there were exactly 150 taels, which made her face burst with laughter.