This one... I'm afraid it's not very good, right? ”

Zhao Liben said with a straight face: "Did Mr. Wu think that these rich businessmen are all local figures with faces in Jiujiang. If you offend them, how will this government gain a foothold in Jiujiang in the future? ”

The prefect of Jiujiang is a first-class fat difference. Zhao Liben finally won this position, so he naturally didn't want to lose it in a daze.

If the magistrate wants to do it for a long time, he must have a good relationship with the local gentry and landlords, wealthy businessmen and tycoons to make political achievements, otherwise most of them will end up rolling up and getting out.

Zhao Liben is well aware of this, and he does not intend to do this thing of killing chickens and taking eggs.

"Zhao Fuzun, this is wrong."

Wu Kuan took a sip of tea and said: "At present, Zhao Fuzun should be clear about this scene, and those businessmen should also be clear. What will be the consequences if the thieves break the city? I'm afraid they don't only have money and even their lives, right? ”

Wu Kuan deliberately portrayed the Ming army as a group of villains who did all kinds of evil, which frightened Zhao Liben and shuddered.

"Really, is it really that scary?"

"Zhao Fuzun, don't you know if others don't know? Look at those officials who lost their land, which one was not brutally killed by the Ming thief. It's okay to light the sky lantern and peel the skin, if you catch up with Ling Chi. The one with the knife, tsk. ”

Hearing these tortures, Zhao Liben's face turned pale in an instant.

He was a literati who was naturally afraid of torture. And he could imagine that Wu Kuan would definitely abandon the city and flee if he saw that the situation was not good, leaving him alone in the city to die.

It's just horrible.

"Wu is still the same sentence. If you want the soldiers to die, you have to come up with real money. Since Zhao Fuzun didn't want to extract it from the treasury, letting the rich businessman bleed was the only choice. There is no way to have the best of both worlds in the world, Zhao Fuzun should think about it. ”

Zhao Liben was forced into a corner, and there was no room for choice at all.

He hesitated again and again but sighed and said: "That's it, this matter will be organized by the government, and I also hope that General Wu will not let the government down." ”

Wu Kuan's face finally showed a smile.

"Zhao Fuzun rest assured, as long as the money is in place, someone Wu dares to pat his chest to ensure that this Jiujiang City is solid! Since there is nothing else to do, Wu will not bother Zhao Fuzun and say goodbye! ”

After saying that, Wu Kuan arched his hand, and then turned to leave.

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After Wu Kuan left, Zhao Liben immediately ordered someone to invite all the wealthy merchants and magnates in Jiujiang City to the mansion.

These merchants didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the prefect's gourd, so they had to come as ordered.

Zhao Liben boasted about Haikou in front of Wu Kuan, but he had no choice but to explain the reason to the businessmen at the moment.

This said that it didn't matter, and the businessmen blew up in an instant.

If you tell them to come out with money, will you not cut their flesh?

"Zhao Fuzun, can we discuss this matter again?"

After a long time, Tian Ji, the president of the Jiujiang Chamber of Commerce, stepped forward and bowed.

Tian Ji smiled on his face, and Zhao Liben was not too harsh.

Reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

"What does Chairman Tian want to discuss?"

"Naturally, it's the amount of money donated."

Zhao Liben thought about it, then nodded slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

"Thank you Zhao Fuzun!"

Tian Ji arched his hand, and then turned around to gather everyone.

A group of people gathered together, and the chickens and ducks kept talking.

They spoke the local dialect of Jiujiang, and Zhao Liben couldn't understand it, so he could only frown and wait there.

After a long time, Tian Ji turned around and saluted Zhao Liben and said, "Lord Fuzun, we have already discussed, business is not good this year, and many families are still losing money. However, at present, the family and the country are the most important, and we will still squeeze out some money. Do you see enough of 10,000 taels? ”

Tian Ji had already calculated in his heart, more than a dozen of them would come up with less than 1,000 taels per person, and 10,000 taels would be made up.

A thousand taels is a drop in the bucket for them, just sprinkled with water between their fingers.

Zhao Liben's face was pale, but when he heard this, his face was iron-blue?

Ten thousand taels?

That's too little, isn't it?

Wu Kuan begged for 50,000 taels of silver to reward the soldiers.

If these businessmen only took out 10,000 taels, Zhao Li would have to be forced to take out more than 20,000 taels from the treasury, and he would have to pay more than 10,000 taels out of his own pocket, so that he could barely make up the figure of 50,000 taels. It's too hard, isn't it?

Although this can be enough, it is Zhao Liben who has become the wrongdoer, how can he agree.

"President Tian, you're a bit bluffing, aren't you? Didn't you bully the government for not understanding business? ”

Zhao Liben buttoned down his hat, Tian Ji hurriedly knelt down and said: "Zhao Fuzun's words are serious, maybe we can raise more silver..."

Zhao Liben snorted and said, "No matter how you raise it in this mansion, it must be sent to the mansion within 50,000 taels or three days." Otherwise, don't blame the house for not remembering the old love. ”

After that, he waved his hand to send off the guest.

Tian Jizhi was extremely embarrassed, this Zhao Liben really didn't save him any face.

Fifty thousand taels is indeed not a big number for them, but it is also too humiliating.

In desperation, they had to go to the mansion, but they were thinking about how to give this Zhao Liben some color.

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The sky gradually darkened, and the people in Jiujiang City all returned to their homes and closed the door.

It's still dark early in the spring, and the world is not peaceful recently, so it's still safe to return home.

A hot air balloon has fallen from a dilapidated temple in the north of the city.

Seven or eight Ming soldiers cautiously jumped out of the hot air balloon.

It's just that now they have all shaved their hair, and they are completely dressed as ordinary people under the Manchu Dynasty.

The leader is naturally Liu Xingming.

In fact, he also considered dressing up as a monk or a Taoist priest. It's just that these two kinds of use are used too many times, and I am afraid that the Qing soldiers in the city will be suspicious, so I simply shaved my hair and kept braids.

Anyway, it's just temporary, as soon as Jiujiang City is broken, they can cut this damn braid immediately.

"General Liu, what should we do now?"

Now they have entered the city in a hot air balloon, but the next part is the most challenging.

Liu Xingming thought for a moment and said, "Hide the hot air balloon first, don't be discovered." After that, we waited until dawn and dressed up as beggars and went out into the street to have a look. ”

As for the ballads, they had already prepared them, and had brought several copies with them, ready to be posted and circulated in the city.

Not to mention that although this City God Temple is a little dilapidated, it is still good to shelter from the wind and rain.

Liu Xingming and others brought the hot air balloon into the house, and then rested with the thatch.

There was no word all night, and everyone got up early the next morning.

They were dressed in shabby clothes and blackened with mud, so that they looked no different from street beggars.

Liu Xingming touched his stomach, but he was a little hungry.

But after thinking that it would be more like a beggar when he was hungry, he ordered everyone to go out of the City God Temple with him with the copied ballad and go to the street.

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