Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife (Yang Shi Liu) 801

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Anti-Eighth Coalition

Huang Quan’s words left Wang Chuan confused: “What invitation did Palace Princess Wu Yang send?”

“It’s inviting the madams and young misses of each manor to the Wen Xuan Palace on the 10th, which would be tomorrow night, to participate in a banquet. Not only did she invite the manor’s head madams and young misses of the first wife, but she also invited the young misses of concubines.”

Wang Chuan raised an eyebrow: “But our manor didn’t receive an invitation?”

“That’s what I’m talking about.” Huang Quan stomped her foot and said: “What sort of situation is this? Normally speaking, how could a banquet that is being held by Palace Princess Wu Yang not invite our young miss? Young Miss did you and Palace Princess Wu Yang have some sort of falling out?”

Feng Yu Heng rolled her eyes, “She just stole food and drink away from here just yesterday. Did you see any falling out?”

The corners of Wang Chuan’s lips twitched. What was being called stole food and drink? Aside from the Bai family’s young miss, could the 100 thousand taels that the others gave be considered as payment for the food? She suddenly recalled a matter, “Could it be that the secret plan that Palace Princess Wu Yang was talking about was this?”

Feng Yu Heng did not know. She asked Huang Quan: “Do you know what the theme of the banquet is?”

Huang Quan nodded, “It was said that it was to pray for good fortune for Da Shun, for the Emperor and for the Empress.”

“This would be it.” Feng Yu Heng laughed. She was a little able to understand what those girls were up to. With such a grand premise, who would dare to not participate in it? If it was spread that some madam or some young miss did not go, would that not be the same as not giving face to Da Shun and not caring about the safety of the Emperor and the Empress? Who could possibly shoulder that sort of burden? The method of praying for good fortune was money! When going to a temple to pray for good fortune, one needed to pay money. Xuan Tian Ge would not do any business that would lose her money.

She curled the corners of her lips up into a smile. Wang Chuan was also able to understand a bit of the situation; however, Huang Quan was still clueless. But she could see that her young miss and Palace Princess Wu Yang did not have a falling out, thus she did not continue to worry about it.

Feng Yu Heng ate a simple meal of plain congee and pickled vegetables for breakfast. This new year had gone by without any celebratory atmosphere, but the benefits that the servants of the manor had earned were still provided. Of course, this was not something that she needed to worry about. Everything was taken care of by the head housekeeper, Qing Yu. She also gave Qing Yu a great deal of power. For example, there was no need to report expenditures of under 1000 taels. She just needed to keep track of the accounts. Whenever it reached the new year or the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bonuses were taken care of by Qing Yu. This included the families of the servants. As long as they were in the capital or the outskirts, they could not be neglected.

As for Qing Yu, she was indeed a good choice for housekeeper. Not only did she think about those family members, but she would also provide bonuses based on the needs of each family. For those with children, some more candies would be provided. For those with elderly people, some supplements would be provided. The male servants that had wives, it would be easier if they worked together, but if they did not, they would be given the same gifts as the maidservants. There was no shortage of cloth and accessories. Aside from the salary and extra earnings, the servants would also be given some necessities such as food. It was very intimate.

Feng Yu Heng believed that she could not solely rely on money to obtain people’s hearts. There were times when doing some small intimate things would be best to make those servants want to follow her. After all, her imperial daughter’s manor could not risk having any spies. Even if they were not spies, discontent servants would also cause ripples in the pond. Small graces and favors would obtain the support of her servants, and she would definitely not be miserly with that bit of money. Aside from this, the servants of the manor could seek medical treatment from Hundred Herb Hall for free if they fell ill. The servants themselves did not need to pay a single cent. It was all paid for by the manor.