There is also spring for passers-by

Wen Wan gave five million taels of silver to the steward of the General's Mansion and Gongsun Dan.

"You can use it as you see fit. You can use it to aid the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army, or to provide relief to the families of the fallen warriors. I also intercepted some of it. The emperor recently received over 600 million taels of treasure, so he's not short of money."

Since the Great Zhou Dynasty, the national treasury has never been as rich as it is now.

For several nights in a row, the Royal Guards went to the Xian Wang Mansion to move boxes at night. The ministers who had suffered thefts in the court found it strange. They didn't know about the Thief Saint, but the Xian Wang knew. Maybe the Xian Wang even knew this Thief Saint.

The wives, madams, and young ladies of Prime Minister Xie's mansion gathered together and scolded the Thief Saint.

Then, that night, all the wives, wives, and daughters of Prime Minister Xie's residence were painted with turtle faces, and a note was left: "If you curse me again, I will steal your lives next time."

Compared with money, life is more valuable.

The women in Prime Minister Xie's residence were terrified. How could they dare to curse anymore? What if he came in the night and cut off people's heads? Their lives would be in vain. Where did this thief come from? He appeared and disappeared like a ghost. Not even a single shadow was seen, and yet turtles were painted on their faces.

Prime Minister Xie was ill, and although money was important, it had been lost. It was most likely that these things had now been taken away by the emperor.

Could it be that the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty has mastered some secret and invited the hermit thief saint to come down the mountain?

The first few times we heard the new emperor crying poor, the Queen Mother saying it was not easy to be the ruler of the world, and then the Imperial Guards went to the virtuous king to move boxes every day, and even the officials in the Ministry of Personnel were like they were injected with chicken blood, and the treasury was suddenly filled with money.

Prime Minister Xie did not dare to say that half of the money was his own.

Prime Minister Wang did not dare to admit it, after all, the money came from illegal sources.

The important officials were almost vomiting to death.

*

Wen Wan was practicing calligraphy in the yard.

Xingzi came to report: "Miss, His Royal Highness Prince Ning is here with Master Cui San."

Wen Wan looked at Mei Zi, "Sister Mei Zi, I can see that you are interested in Mr. Cui San. Now that he has become an ordinary civilian, you can leave with him. If you leave, I will give you some silver."

"Miss……"

Mei Zi did have feelings for Mr. Cui Sanye. Although Mr. Cui Sanye was born out of wedlock, he had the best temper and talent among the three Cui brothers. However, because he was born out of wedlock, he was always suppressed by his stepmother and sister-in-law. No one was interested in him in Huadu until he was over 20 years old. He finally got engaged last year, but because his family got into trouble, his fiancée, the daughter of a merchant, had married a fifth-rank official as his second wife.

Wen Wan said slowly, "Sister Meizi, you promised my mother, and you've done it. I can take care of myself now, and I have my own skills. You should go with Mr. Cui San, find a place you both like, get married, and live a happy and peaceful life."

Nanny Lian also advised Mei Zi that if she did not get married, how would she be able to live up to the He family's ancestors in the future? She should at least have a few more children and choose one with the surname He to pass on the bloodline so that her ancestors would have someone to worship and offer incense to them in the future.

Mr. Cui San met Wen Wan and Mei Zi.

Nanny Lian tried to mediate, and Mei Zi wanted to say that she would never marry, but Nanny Lian accused her of being stupid.

The two of them had feelings for each other. Master Cui San knew that Mei Zi was the daughter of an official, but her family had met with hardship, and she had promised her benefactor to take care of Han Qingwan, so she stayed with Han Qingwan as a maid.

Although she was a maid, she was from a good family.

Mr. Cui Sanye had a talk with Mei Zi. I don’t know what they talked about, but when Mei Zi came back, she was willing to leave Beijing and return to her hometown with Mr. Cui Sanye.

Wen Wan prepared 30,000 taels of silver and a box of precious jewelry and hairpins for Han Qingwan.

Because the Cui family was convicted, Mr. Cui Sanye stayed in the General's Mansion for a few days, and then took Mei Zi away from Beijing and settled in Mei Zi's hometown.

Maizi, Douzi and Xingzi shed tears as they watched Meizi and Mr. Cui Sanye leave with the escort agency and the merchant company.

Nanny Lian said, "Meizi is already twenty-five and is finally married. She and Cui San will surely live a good life."

"Cui San promised that no matter how many children he had in the future, they would all take Sister Mei Zi's surname, He. He changed his name to He Sanchui. Tsk tsk, I never thought a scholar would choose such an unpleasant name."

Wen Wan said: "Great vulgarity is great elegance. Hammer, Cui, He three hammers, Cui three He, what does it matter? Life is for yourself."

*

After the Thief Saint came into the world, the civil and military officials in the capital became much more honest, for they were afraid of going too far and being targeted by the Thief Saint.

Important officials suffered repeated thefts, but for a while there were not even beggars in the capital. It was said that all the beggars were concentrated in a small town, where an orphanage and some farms were built. Elders taught them farming skills, and they had houses to live in, clothes to wear, and food to eat.

If you have money, you can do a lot of things.

Wen Wan went to Luocheng and robbed six aristocratic families in Luocheng in one night. She distributed part of the money to the poor people in Luocheng. The people along the way from Luocheng to the capital all got silver.

The silver and money obtained were sent to Fengyiyuan in Prince Xian's mansion, which was a yard full of gold, silver and jewelry.

When she came out after changing into a bright red dress, she heard a melodious sound of a piano. She stopped to listen for a while, then she followed the sound closer. In the pavilion in the back garden of Prince Xian's mansion, a young man was holding a torn piano score and playing a tune over and over again.

Wen Wan said, "It's the piano score of 'High Mountains and Flowing Water'."

The young man cherished this incomplete music sheet very much. "I got it with great difficulty, but I only got the first half of the piece and couldn't find the second half."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "I once heard someone play this song by chance. I will... play it for you."

The boy stood up.

Wen Wan sat down and saw the characters "Luqi" engraved on one side of the zither. There were many zithers called Luqi in the Three Thousand Worlds, and this was just one of them. But this zither truly held a spiritual aura, a rich, spiritual charm. She tuned it, tightening the loose strings a bit, loosening some that were too tight. With a flick of her slender fingers, the zither's sound overflowed, and she felt as if she were in a world of Confucian cultivation. The unending sound flowed from her fingertips, like poetry, a painting, a song, a tear.

The young man looked at Wen Wan in surprise as she was playing the piano. He had been in the mansion for so long but had never seen this girl before. He didn't know who she was, but since she played so well, she must not be an ordinary person. The young man was fascinated by her performance.

He actually didn't like people who were too ostentatious, but this girl in the red dress gave him a different feeling. She was like a towering mountain and a long river. She could hold up the sky and be gentle and tough.

Wen Wan finished playing the piece and walked away, "This is the complete version of 'High Mountains and Flowing Water'. Blindly believing in books is worse than having no books. A thousand people playing 'High Mountains and Flowing Water' will give a thousand different interpretations. The score is wrong..."

The voice was faint and the person was gone.

The young man could sense that the other person's piano skills were extremely high, better than anything he had ever seen, much better than those of his father and mother, but the girl didn't look very old.

He shouted, "Someone come here."

"My Lord."

"Did you see the girl in red?"

"Yes." The servant replied.