There is a happy inn in the capital.

Chapter 178 Valuable Gifts

Li Shuchen returned to the Sanbao Hall, closed the door, and his eyes lit up at the sight of the gifts.

So many boxes, I want to see what good stuff they contain.

"Grape, come help me open my gift!"

"They've arrived, Miss. The Prefect is so generous, giving you so many gifts."

"Yeah, yeah, I didn't expect that either."

Li Shuchen took a red brocade box first. As soon as she opened the lid, a white light flashed directly into her eyes.

"Wow, these are pearls! My goodness, a whole box of pearls! How many are there? Although they're not very big, each one is round and lustrous. They must have cost a fortune!"

"How beautiful! Miss, you can string them together to make a necklace or bracelet, or even a hairpin or hair ornament. You'll definitely look incredibly elegant wearing them."

"That makes sense. Keep this box of pearls safe for now, and I'll deal with it when I have time."

Grape carefully took the box of pearls and placed it aside.

"Okay miss"

Li Shuchen picked up a small box, opened it, and found a white porcelain bottle inside with the words "Snow Frog Ointment" written on it. He then picked it up, opened it, and gently sniffed it.

微腥

"Miss, what is this?"

"Snow frog fat is a wonderful thing; it nourishes the blood and yin, and beautifies the skin."

"Keep the grapes safe. Take them out whenever Miss wants some."

"it is good"

Li Shuchen handed the snow frog ointment to Grape, then took a slightly larger red box.

"The ginseng must be a hundred years old, and they even gave us three pieces. The Prefect is truly generous. As for the grapes, these will be kept safe."

"Don't worry, Miss."

Li Shuchen continued unpacking the gifts, revealing items like agarwood, tea, and wine, none of which were cheap.

Generous, truly generous

It is also clear that the prefect truly loves Shuxue and cares for the people as if they were his own children.

夜晚

Instead of practicing martial arts, Li Shuchen picked up a pen and began to ponder writing a poem.

There are always sleazy men in the world.

A lecherous person's heart is crooked.

"Seeing a beautiful woman stirred my heart."

"Abducted and tortured daily at home"

The girl's resistance was futile.

"In return, they were beaten and tortured."

"May I be clear-headed and patient."

"Never give up hope and contemplate suicide."

There are always righteous people in the world.

"Wait patiently for the right person to come to the rescue."

"Be saved and freed, live a good life."

There is still true kindness in the world.

"Just consider it as stepping in dog poop."

"Start a new life"

"Bad men never have a good ending."

"Living in prison every day"

"The whip opens up like a flower after being dipped in water."

"Execution after autumn, beheading people"

"The wicked man dies after his head is severed."

The Eighteen Levels of Hell After Death

"Torturing the wicked man layer by layer"

"A man should never become a bad man."

A virtuous person stands between heaven and earth.

"Cultivate the noble and righteous spirit of heaven and earth"

"Do things with integrity and uprightness"

"Self-discipline, integrity in solitude, guarding one's heart, and understanding one's true nature."

"Peace and harmony prevail in the world."

After writing the poem, Li Shuchen, as usual, left the name "Rich Girl," but this time, unlike before, she wrote ten copies.

There have been too many such incidents; two have occurred in just a few days. She wants to spread the word in several places, so that everyone in the capital can see it, especially the victimized girls, hoping to save as many as possible.

And those men with impure thoughts, upon seeing this poem, had better behave themselves, or if she discovers them, they're surely doomed.

She couldn't tolerate these disgusting men living in the world.

The next morning, Li Shuchen carefully tucked each of the ten poems he had written into his sleeve, intending to quietly distribute them after breakfast.

Grape brought breakfast into the house

"Miss, tomorrow, the first day of the tenth lunar month, is the 'Ancestor Worship Festival,' a day to worship ancestors and send winter clothes. Shall we go and pay our respects to the old lady and the old master?"

"Yes, I must go. After I have my meal, I will go to purchase the items for the sacrificial ceremony."

"Okay miss"

After Li Shuchen finished eating, he went to the backyard and took Li Wanbai's hand.

"Wanbai, you haven't met my grandparents yet, have you? Today I'll take you shopping for some things, and tomorrow I'll take you to see them."

"Hey~~~"

Li Wanbai grinned and agreed. Tomorrow, when he visited his master's grandparents, there would surely be lots of delicious food waiting for him. He could feast to his heart's content, hehehe~

And so the two embarked on their shopping trip.

East Street was the most bustling, teeming with people, mostly locals preparing for the Ancestor Worship Festival.

Li Shuchen alighted from the carriage and, using the crowd as cover, swiftly and discreetly placed the paper on the jewelry stall.

"Oh, the rich girl has produced another new poem."

Let me see, let me see.

"Judging from the signature, it really is her; it must have been written about what happened in Shuntian Prefecture yesterday."

A girl picked up a piece of paper and read it aloud.

"Never give up hope and contemplate suicide."

There is still true kindness in the world.

"Yes, the rich girl is right. You have so many family, friends, and people who care about you; you can't just take your own life like that."

"Yes, yes, let's just start life anew. There's no hurdle we can't overcome."

The poem spread like wildfire, reaching many people. Even suicidal girls were inspired by the wealthy woman's poem and decided to use the compensation money to start a new life and live well.

In a good mood, Li Shuchen arrived at the Flower Pavilion by carriage.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw Li Shuchen arrive, he immediately went out to greet him.

"Miss Li is here. What would you like to see today?"

"Winter clothes, suitable for older people."

The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles

"Miss Li, this way please. These are all new winter coats, and the down lining is made with the finest goose down."

"Goose down?"

She knows about duck down but not goose down.

Seeing Li Shuchen's confusion, the shopkeeper immediately began to explain.

"Yes, goose down has larger down clusters than duck down, so it is both warm and fluffy."

Goose down feathers have smaller quills than duck down feathers, making them softer and more comfortable to wear.

Goose down is of better quality than duck down. Goose down has a fine texture, is both moisture-wicking and breathable, and keeps you dry when wearing it.

For the same weight of down, goose down clothing is warmer;

Goose down has a high loft, which makes the clothes lighter and more comfortable to wear, making them ideal for the elderly and children.

Moreover, the goose down is pure white, odorless, and suitable for making light-colored cotton clothes, and it is not easily deformed.

Miss Li, feel it.

Li Shuchen picked up a handful of the cotton coat; it was indeed as the shopkeeper had said—fluffy, soft, and quick-rebounding. Once winter arrived, she would get a couple for herself and her family.

We were poor back then; we couldn't even afford down clothes, let alone goose down clothes.

Now that she's rich, she can wear these nice clothes too.

"Shopkeeper, please give me two sets for the ladies and two sets for the gentlemen as well."

"Okay, I'll go wrap it up for you right away."

Li Shuchen pretended to look at clothes and secretly threw away another piece of paper, which was picked up by a man.

A virtuous person stands between heaven and earth.

"Cultivate the noble and righteous spirit of heaven and earth"

"Do things with integrity and uprightness"

"Self-discipline, integrity in solitude, guarding one's heart, and understanding one's true nature."

"The poem written by the rich woman is truly excellent. A real man should be like this, upright and honorable. Who would do such a despicable thing?"

"I think the poem that best captures the spirit of righteousness and integrity, and the virtue of acting with uprightness and honor, is the most fitting."

"I think the best phrase is 'self-discipline, integrity in solitude, guarding one's heart, and understanding one's true nature.'"