"Cao Kun, a common man, is grateful for your love and is willing to donate 80,000 taels of silver to meet the needs of the court."
"I have been a common man for ten thousand years. I am grateful to Your Highness and Your Majesty for their thoughtfulness and are willing to donate 80,000 taels of silver to meet the needs of the imperial court."
"Grass people... are willing to donate 50,000 taels..."
"Grass people... are willing to donate 60,000 taels..."
Seeing this group of rich people rushing to donate money, the numbers that came to their ears were tens of thousands of taels. The highest was Nangong Shouzhong's 100,000, and the lowest was not less than 50,000.
In just a short time, the number of donations already pledged has reached as many as five hundred thousand taels.
In this era when ordinary people with a family of three can only earn five taels of silver per year, five hundred thousand taels means the annual income of 100,000 families.
It can prevent 100,000 families from starving to death and keep them fed and clothed for a whole year.
Even Su Jinpa, who had never felt much about money, now felt like he was seeing a bunch of fat sheep in front of him.
She knew that these businessmen were rich, but she didn't know that they were so rich.
No wonder the prince wanted to dig a big hole to bury them. He was so fat that it was hard not to be jealous.
Su Jinpa felt that he seemed to understand Li Chen a little bit.
There were only a dozen people in total, so everyone was enthusiastic. After a short while, everyone enthusiastically donated.
When the last person revealed the amount of his donation, Su Jinpa smiled and said: "I am not only comforted by your patriotic heart, but also I think His Highness the Crown Prince would be very happy if he knew about it."
This made everyone happy.
Why spend so much money?
Isn’t it just to get through this level safely?
It would be even better if I could show off well in front of His Majesty the Crown Prince.
Compared with this, a mere tens of thousands of taels of silver is nothing at all.
When Su Jinpa said this, he looked deeply at Nangong Shouzhong.
Her original plan was to guide these businessmen to provide money after giving out good news, so that she could take the initiative and figure out the numbers better.
In the current situation, these businessmen have already contributed money, and asking them to contribute again seems a bit greedy and loses the identity of the East Palace.
All these changes are due to the man in front of him named Nangong Shouzhong.
"interesting."
In the side hall, Li Chen leaned on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile.
At this time, everything in the main hall was broadcast live to Li Chen through the mouths of several clever palace ladies.
Although they can't see it, these palace maids are indeed capable of describing the scene vividly, but they still don't change the reality.
"Here comes paper and pen."
Li Chen raised his hand and said.
Xiaochuanzi immediately came forward holding pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Li Chen picked up a pen and wrote a small note and said to Xiaochuanzi: "Go and give it to Xu Changqing."
Ogawazi followed respectfully, and just as he was about to leave, Li Chen said again: "Wait a minute."
Ogawazi turned around and stood there with a bow.
Li Chen turned his head and looked at it, then took out a very ordinary cup from the table, handed it to Xiaochuanzi and said, "Take it and bring it to Xu Changqing together."
Ogawazi didn't understand what this meant. It was normal to pass the note because he had something to teach him.
But what's the point of sending an ordinary broken cup along with the small note?
However, Ogawazi didn't show any inner confusion at all. He took the cup with both hands and responded respectfully before turning around and leaving.
