Chapter 430: Return home in glory after achieving success (2)
A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 430: Return home in glory after achieving success (2)
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When Wei Ruo stepped down from the carriage, she was surprised to see Wei Mingting, Yun Shi, Wei Yichen, and Wei Qingwan standing by the side gate.
“Father?” Wei Ruo looked at Wei Mingting in confusion as he approached her with a smile.
In her memory, Wei Mingting rarely smiled—but today, his face was full of joy.
“Ruo’er, well done! Father is proud of you!” Wei Mingting said, his face glowing with happiness, not hiding his pride at all.
Wei Ruo quickly understood—Yuan’s family must have informed them ahead of time.
She replied, “This is what I should have done.”
“Most people seek benefit and avoid danger, but you set aside thoughts of life and death, sacrificing yourself for the greater good. That’s true courage! You are a good child of the Wei family!” Wei Mingting said, his joy and pride overflowing.
Wei Ruo said softly, “Father, it’s not as great as you make it sound.”
But Wei Mingting still smiled widely—he simply couldn’t stop smiling as he looked at her.
It was only when Wei Yichen reminded him, “Father, it’s cold outside. Let’s have elder sister go inside first,” that he finally reacted.
“Yes, go inside first,” Wei Mingting finally came back to his senses.
Then, everyone went together to Cangyun Courtyard.
Inside, the brazier was burning warmly, filling the room with heat. Once they entered, Xiumei took off Wei Ruo’s cloak.
After they sat down, the conversation turned to recent events outside.
Snow disasters, plague, and food shortages—under the impact of these multiple calamities, the common people were living in great suffering.
For an official family like the Weis, life was still relatively comfortable during such a time. They had enough food and clothing, and even if there were problems, they were small ones—like running short on charcoal.
But for the poor, it was a matter of survival—many couldn’t even eat a full meal or had to huddle together under one blanket, unable to go out in the freezing cold.
Wei Mingting sighed. “This time, throughout the entire Taizhou Prefecture, tens of thousands of people have died. Some starved to death, some froze, and some died from illness. The exact number is still unknown. But even so, Taizhou is probably in the best condition compared to the nearby prefectures.”
“Why is that? The other prefectures shouldn’t have had a plague, right?” Wei Ruo asked.
“No, they didn’t have the plague,” Wei Mingtin replied. “But there were still people who froze, starved, or fell ill. Their illnesses weren’t contagious like the plague in Taizhou, but they were still deadly if left untreated. On the other hand, Taizhou had Magistrate Yuan and Princess Jingmin, who both contributed money and effort, reducing the number of deaths. Even many who couldn’t afford medicine received treatment.”
Having a good official was truly important. It was already rare for an ordinary official to serve wholeheartedly for the people, but Magistrate Yuan also had a wealthy wife—Madam Yuan’s generosity had greatly benefited the citizens.
Wei Ruo nodded. That explained everything.
“The only good news during this time,” Wei Mingting continued, “is that the Japanese pirates haven’t made any moves. Our soldiers finally got a chance to rest. If they had attacked during this period, with Taizhou already struggling inside and out, the consequences would’ve been unthinkable.”
When he said this, Yun Shi still felt a lingering fear. During those days, she had constantly worried a war would break out—she couldn’t imagine how chaotic it would have been.
Wei Yichen said, “It’s truly Heaven’s blessing for Taizhou.”
“There’s also another good piece of news,” Wei Mingtinh added. “The Seventh Prince has been found. He’s alive and unharmed.”
At this, the most surprised were Wei Yichen and Wei Qingwan—they hadn’t even known the Seventh Prince had gone missing.
“Father, what happened? When did the Seventh Prince disappear? Why have I never heard about this before?” Wei Qingwan asked in a rush, one question after another.
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