After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

After Tang Qi was successfully elected as a representative of the Imperial College, the joyous news quickly spread throughout the family. Such an honor naturally necessitated a lively celebration. So, taking advantage of the holiday, Tang Qi meticulously arranged a special gathering.

On a sunny and breezy day, Tang Qi, his younger brother Tang Wenshu, and his good friend Tang Zhengrong visited Princess Zhu Jiahui's residence. They had also specially invited the distinguished Crown Prince to join them. The tranquil and peaceful environment of the residence was a world away from the bustle and bustle of a restaurant, making it a perfect place for friends and family to gather and share a joyful time.

Entering the courtyard, they were greeted by lush greenery, vibrant flowers, and a vibrant scene. Everyone gathered around, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere harmonious. Just then, Princess Zhu Jiahui casually mentioned that the courtyard next door was now unused, having been nationalized by the imperial court and listed in the government office, awaiting a suitable buyer. She couldn't help but lament the prospect of a noisy family moving in next door. She secretly lamented that if she had known this would happen, she should have chosen the next door as her residence. The spacious grounds there would have been perfect for a martial arts training ground.

Hearing the princess's words, Tang Wenshu had an idea and said casually: "Then Princess, why don't you just buy it? This way, you can train your troops anytime when you are in the imperial city." Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the prince, wondering if the prince was capable of handling such a transaction.

Crown Prince Zhao Rui frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "If I buy it at the lowest price, I wonder if you can afford it?" For a moment, everyone looked at each other in confusion, as if they were all short of money. Just when the situation was a little awkward, Zhao Rui suddenly smiled and said, "Well, I'll pay for it. Consider it a gift to Sister Fuhui." As soon as these words came out, everyone present was surprised and grateful for the crown prince's generosity.

Before long, the deed to the neighboring courtyard fell firmly into the hands of Princess Zhu Jiahui. However, this intelligent and cautious princess did not move into her new home in a hurry. Instead, she first arranged for people to take good care of the neighboring courtyard.

She ordered her servants to remove the old doorplate and replace it with a new, eye-catching plaque reading "Zhu Mansion." It was unprecedented in the imperial city for a woman to establish a household. Yet, even so, no one dared to provoke or bully her. This was because she was not just the newly appointed pacification envoy, but also the highly respected Princess Fuhui. Her presence seemed to embody the Zhao monarch's earnest hopes for a better life and national prosperity.

Princess Zhu Jiahui then ordered the spacious courtyard to be transformed into a dedicated martial arts training ground. Craftsmen quickly set to work, installing neat rows of plum blossom piles, wooden figures of various shapes, and other instruments for practicing martial arts. This might soon become the future home of the Huimin Navy.

As for the position of housekeeper, Dai Qiuhua naturally assumed the responsibility. Her efficiency, loyalty, and reliability earned her the trust of Princess Zhu Jiahui. While Ma Yiqing also aspired to take on this important position, her recent service with the Huimin Navy led to a degree of wariness. After all, she had previously exposed her husband, a move that inevitably raised concerns.

The joyous moment passed in a flash. While Tang Qi was still basking in the joy of being elected student representative, he soon faced his first assignment: clearing the streets of beggars. This was undoubtedly a challenging task. After all, despite the prosperity of the Zhao Empire, many homeless children and people with disabilities were still helplessly living on the streets. However, what was the deeper meaning of the word "clearing"? Was it a seemingly inhumane act, or was there a deeper consideration and purpose behind it? Everything remained for Tang Qi to understand and comprehend.

On this day, Tang Qi led several students from the Imperial College on a journey to West Street. It was well known that West Street was where the poor lived, where life was hard and difficult. As they turned the corner, they were surprised by what they saw. West Street was quite different from the rest of the Imperial City. It wasn't the chaotic, filthy place people had imagined. Quite the contrary, the streets were surprisingly clean and tidy.

However, although the street environment is relatively good, you can still see some children standing, sitting, or kneeling on the street, as well as adults with haggard faces and incomplete bodies. These people have obviously lost their basic survival ability and have to rely on begging on West Street to make a living.

Unfortunately, most of the people living on West Street were impoverished civilians, struggling to find food and clothing. Even if they wanted to help, they were powerless. And if they ventured into the more prosperous and bustling streets, how could the wealthy and powerful there treat beggars as equals? They would often treat these pitiful people as mere objects of amusement, teasing them before abandoning them, unwilling to even offer them a bite of food.

In the early hours of summer, there was a hint of coolness in the air, and the temperature was quite pleasant compared to the scorching heat of the day. However, for those beggars who were dressed in rags and had no clothes to cover their bodies, this coolness was enough to make them shiver.

These poor children huddled in the corners of the streets and alleys. Whenever the cold came, they had to struggle to get up and move their bodies to get some warmth. Their frail bodies looked particularly thin in the dim light of the morning, as if a gust of wind could blow them down.

Hunger is also a daily challenge for them. Gazing at the hurried passersby on the street, their eyes are filled with longing and anticipation, hoping to beg for a bit of leftover food or a few insignificant copper coins. But most of the time, people are in a hurry and ignore these beggars. Only a few kind-hearted people will stop and give them a small amount of alms.

However, most of these beggars were still young. Although their current lives were difficult, as long as they could persevere, they would have the opportunity to change their fate through their own efforts when they grew up. Some strong children could choose to support themselves by selling their labor. Others might become apprentices in carpentry workshops, blacksmith shops, or pharmacies, learning a trade. This not only provided them with food and clothing, but also allowed them to marry, have children, and live a stable and happy life.

In contrast, the lives of those with disabilities are even more difficult. Even though beggars often have very limited food, out of sympathy and compassion, they still share some of their food with those with disabilities who cannot fend for themselves. However, such assistance is ultimately a drop in the bucket. For disabled people, every day is like being in purgatory, full of pain and helplessness.