Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

The setting sun melts gold.

Twilight Quadruple.

The lanterns are on.

The first full moon night of the new year is the Lantern Festival.

Ten thousand Kongming lanterns rose into the night sky.

The light illuminated Jiangzhou City like never before.

The Cui family set up a stage and hosted a banquet for officials of all ranks in Jiangzhou, including Prefect Qin, the top official of Jiangzhou.

Prefect Qin arrived as promised, accompanied by his beautiful wife.

The prefect's wife was the eldest daughter of a prominent family. She was beautiful, dignified, and virtuous. In the circle of officials' wives in Jiangzhou, she was second to none in terms of both status and demeanor.

Even so, she was still inferior to Madam Cui.

She married him simply because he was a fourth-rank prefect from a family of lower social standing than the Cui family.

Moreover, the Cui family also produced a Princess Consort of Liang, who was of extremely high seniority.

It forces him to be mindful of others' opinions even in his own territory, and to be cautious in everything he does.

However, the Cui family is about to suffer a great misfortune.

The Cui family must have a death wish to dare to detain His Majesty's uncle.

His gaze drifted to the Lu woman who had been targeted by Princess Liang.

This woman can't be kept here either.

With her around, I've lost more than half of my money in the past year.

What's even more infuriating is that she has taken all the grain in Jiangzhou for herself, and anyone who wants grain has to buy it from her at a high price.

A large amount of money was wasted.

Lu Qingyao and Xiuxiu clearly felt that malicious gaze.

He continued to accompany Princess Liang, drinking tea and listening to music, as if nothing had happened.

On the balustrade of a side pavilion.

Leaning against two girls, one big and one small.

Enjoy snacks, admire the moon, appreciate the lanterns, listen to music...

On the stage below, actors were singing in a soft, melodious voice.

“Splattered blood forms a peach blossom fan…more vibrant than the blossoms on the branches…” (Note 1)

Jiang Miaomiao didn't quite understand.

Look at the countless Kongming lanterns floating in the sky.

Each lamp carries a person's wish, and her mother lit one for her as well.

She has a loving mother and brothers, delicious food and fun activities, and beautiful clothes.

I really can't think of any other wishes.

If I had to say something, it would be that my mother's and brothers' wishes could all come true.

Another regret is that I want to know who the biological parents of this body are, and whether they are still alive.

It wasn't that she particularly wanted to reconnect with her parents.

Rather, she knew the origin of her soul, but not the origin of her body.

There was a mix of curiosity and regret.

"Sister Yuan, what did you wish for?" Little Miaomiao looked up at Princess Rong'an with curiosity.

Princess Rong'an patted her little head and said with a faint smile, "Didn't you say that wishes won't come true if you say them? Why are you still asking!"

The little girl smacked her lips.

She just wanted to know, because Sister Fu Yuan's prayer just now looked so devout.

"Alright, then I'll give you a little hint..."

Princess Rong'an pointed to the person approaching gracefully below and said in a deep voice, "It's about him."

Jiang Miaomiao tilted her head down to look.

Then a group of people, about eight or nine servants, carried a palanquin slowly across the wooden bridge.

There was a pile of meat on the palanquin.

No, it should be said that the King of Liang was so fat that he didn't even have a chin.

Why did the princess let him out?

Everyone was whispering and gossiping.

"Didn't they say that the Prince of Liang died from his illness, and the Cui family kept his death a secret?"

"It's perfectly fine..."

"I heard that it was Princess Liang who took advantage of Prince Liang's illness and placed him under house arrest."

"Nonsense, look at him, he's perfectly fine!"

"But why does the Prince of Liang look like this? Could it be that he is too fat and it's inconvenient for him, so he's ashamed to be seen by others?"

Princess Liang listened to these voices, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

He quickly got up and went to greet her.

King Liang, who was originally planning to flee, was inexplicably carried out.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

When he saw the servants who were carrying him, his face darkened even more.

Is he really that heavy? It takes so many people to lift him, making him look like an elephant.

Ke Ling'er probably doesn't know that he left the courtyard yet. What if she goes to look for him and finds him missing?

"Your Highness, you've finally decided to come out! We, the officials of Jiangzhou, have been waiting for you for a long time..."

Before the palanquin was even put down, Princess Liang stepped forward and took Prince Liang's hand with a joyful expression.

Everyone left their seats and knelt in worship.

After hearing what Princess Liang said, everyone finally understood.

It turns out that it wasn't that King Liang was afraid of his wife, trapped, or died from his illness, but rather that he was ashamed to be seen in this state.

After the palanquin was lowered, it was discovered that King Liang was unable to walk and needed to be carried by his servants.

Princess Liang even personally served her husband food and snacks, and personally served him during the meal.

She is extremely gentle and virtuous.

But the King of Liang never gave her a kind look.

Officials who were willing to take action all turned to their wives.

The perceptive wife quickly poured wine and served food to her husband.

King Liang hadn't eaten all day, and by now he was so hungry that his stomach was practically sticking to his back. He couldn't care about anything else but eating.

Let’s talk after you’re full.

Only when you're full can you have the energy to speak. We must expose Cui Mingzhu and the hypocritical and ugly faces of the Cui family in public.

King Liang devoured his food, causing the officials watching to twitch their brows in dismay.

If it weren't for the fact that many of the officials recognized the King of Liang, they would have thought he was an imposter.

Speaking of which, it has been more than half a month since Princess Liang last saw Prince Liang.

If he hadn't been thinking of escaping, she would have kept him locked up.

Seeing him like this now, bloated and bloated, eating in a coarse manner, he's completely different from before.

My fear of him is diminishing.

They all turned their fear into anger.

I haven't fed him all day, all for this moment.

King Liang had just finished eating and drinking and was about to ask for help from everyone when he was interrupted by several exclamations.

"The water's out...the water's out..."

"Your Highness, Your Highness, bandits have infiltrated the city..."

The scene was chaotic; the lanterns on both sides of the stage were knocked over by someone and burst into flames.

The entire stage caught fire.

The banquet hall was surrounded by water on all sides, with only one wooden bridge wide enough for four people to walk side by side.

People rushed onto the wooden bridge, preparing to escape the fire scene.

"Quickly, this place is on fire! Quickly carry the Prince back..." Princess Liang hurriedly ordered her men to carry Prince Liang away.

The servants lifted Liang Wang and pushed him onto the bridge.

Prefect Qin, with his wife in tow, squeezed onto the bridge, somewhat bewildered.

Wasn't there a fire in the kitchen and woodshed? How did it turn into a theater?

Jiang Miaomiao and Princess Rong'an were engrossed in watching when Xiuxiu dragged them downstairs.

The two of them weren't satisfied and refused to leave.

Jiang Miaomiao leaned halfway against the chaise lounge, "Auntie, don't pull me, I want to watch a little longer..."

Xiuxiu rubbed her forehead.

This fire is real, and the building is really on fire.

Princess Rong'an was also unwilling to leave.

After she told Aunt Lu and her mother about it, the two of them consulted with her uncle and aunt.

And then this whole drama unfolded.

The stage has been set up.

But she was also curious about how the play would unfold.

……

Note 1 is taken from "The Peach Blossom Fan".