Chapter Eighty-Seven: These Are Donated
The two of them held the silver ticket and walked towards the entrance of the yamen.
The onlookers consciously made way for them and watched the two of them like that.
From time to time, someone gave them a thumbs up, or bowed their hands, this satisfaction has never been experienced in this life, as if he is a general of Desheng and is worshiped by the people.
Walking to the front, the messenger first saluted the two of them with fists.
"May I ask you two, is it a donation or a donation?"
Smack, the silver ticket slapped on the table.
"Donate silver, I'm the shopkeeper of the Chengdong Cyclamen Tavern, and I've donated all of this."
I don't know who it is, applauding below, the crowd boiled in an instant, and the shopkeeper of the cyclamen came to look around at everyone with his fists in his fists, and the expression on his face that wanted to smile and endured was suffocated when he looked at it.
“......”
As the two passed, there were many people behind who were ready to move, Liu Renli raised his eyes and looked around, Zhou Heng was a little puzzled, could these two be the squires Liu Renli was looking for?
The strength of this donation doesn't look like it, when I registered, listening to the names they shouted, it seemed to be some kind of tavern, definitely not a squire rich family.
At this moment, there was a shout of rushing cars.
It wasn't just one or two people, but many of the coachmen's voices were pulling the reins and shouting 'phew'.
All the onlookers turned their heads to look at the sound one after another, led by a fat-headed man with big ears, his face looked a little anxious, and he jumped down first before the car stopped, and commanded the coachman behind him:
"Wait here."
As he spoke, he walked briskly inside, and the people had learned to be obedient, and quickly made way of a narrow road, and the man kept holding his fists and thanking the people around him, looking very humble and easy-going.
An old man beside him was a little surprised, "Ah, this is not the eldest son of Wang Ju's family?" ”
Zhou Heng understood when he heard it, this was the arrival of the squire.
Looking at the long convoy behind, it was obvious that it was not silver taels that were going to be donated.
Sure enough, I saw that the fat man walked quickly to Liu Renli, ready to meet him, but Liu Renli grabbed his arm, the two grabbed their hands and talked a few words, and the man said loudly:
"Wang Jinsheng was ordered by his father to bring 100 stone of white rice to donate, although the family is not rich in money, but there is still some food, my father said, these are used first, the new rice at home has not yet been all hulled, and then sent after processing, to ensure that the disaster relief will not be delayed."
Liu Renli was a little excited, grabbed Wang Jinsheng's arm, his eyes were a little sour, and personally led him to the front of the registration desk.
At the registration office here, Master Zhang personally stepped on a chair and wrote Dr. Qu's name and silver taels on the first line of the donation list, and Wang Jinsheng was written at the beginning of the second vertical line.
The officials had already taken the carriage and horses towards the storehouse, and the more they circled the better, after all, the onlookers were watching, and the carriages with red silk were passing by one by one, and some grains of rice were rolling off the carts.
Subsequently, seven or eight more squires came, most of them were donated silver taels and rice noodles, and after receiving them one by one, the crowd of onlookers began to be restless, and walked towards the front in twos and threes, after all, the donations now have to queue up.
Some of them discussed it and left directly, and after a while, they ran around and rushed back and squeezed to the back of the line.
Half an hour later, the bookcase with silver taels had filled two tables.
Zhou Heng looked at it, the first batch of people had almost withdrawn, and there were a lot of people who came up from the new circle, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was time for him to appear now, otherwise the position at the top of the third row should be occupied.
Just as Zhou Heng was about to walk forward, he was suddenly slapped heavily on the shoulder.
Qu Ziping, who was beside him, wanted to pounce on Zhou Heng to protect him, but he was carried aside, and he seemed to be unable to move with his mouth open.
Zhou Heng was stunned, all this was in an instant, and when he looked back and saw the person who came, all his worries dissipated, and he smiled in surprise.
"Xiao Bo? How did you guys get here? ”
Yes, the person who came was not someone else, it was Pang Xiao, Zhu Yunmo, General Su and Miss Su Wu, Pang Xiao didn't laugh, but just dragged Zhou Heng closer, stared at Zhou Heng's eyes and asked:
"Why didn't you say anything about the need for disaster relief donations?"
Zhou Heng was really stunned this time.
Damn, how can I forget the biggest family in the city, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if King Ning was snub to Zhu Yunmo before, but there was no slacking off in the money.
Zhou Heng blinked and looked at Zhu Yunmo on the side, with a worried look on his face.
"I don't think that General Su and they just came, and the one from Gongzi and Datong has just improved, if it is mixed with such a donation, will it seem a little outstanding, after all, the one who has always hoped that Gongzi will be low-key."
Zhu Yunmo was stunned, and Zhou Heng's words made him stop his movements and look at Pang Xiao in an instant.
Pang Xiao also frowned, General Su was wearing civilian clothes at this time, obviously he didn't understand the twists and turns in this, and he was a little anxious.
took out a purse on her body and threw it to Miss Su Wu.
"It's really troublesome, let's not care about others, Xiaoxiao, you go and donate the silver."
Miss Su Wu didn't move, she shook her head at General Su, and the people of the world didn't speak, so you have gone too far.
At this moment, Zhu Yunmo didn't hear General Su's words at all, and whispered a few words to Pang Xiao, Pang Xiao nodded, and reached out to take out a well-made box from his sleeve.
"What Dr. Zhou said makes sense, the master is still not easy to show up, although there is no need to greet the capital at this moment, and he has also contacted the prince, but who knows if there will be any other actions in the capital? It's better to be cautious in everything, don't let the capital seize the handle, and then it will be unfavorable to the prince and the master, which will outweigh the losses, as for donations, please ask Dr. Zhou to do it for you. ”
Zhou Heng took the box at this time, and just about to open it, Pang Xiao reached out and pressed Zhou Heng's movements.
"You don't need to open it, just make up a name and donate it, as for Lord Liu, you still have to let him know, at least ...... later"
Zhou Heng grabbed Pang Xiao's wrist, leaned into his ear and said in a low voice:
"Xiao Bo, don't worry, I understand the meaning of this, and I won't disclose it for the time being, but if someone analyzes or asks a little, they will immediately think that this person is the son of Meiyuan."
Pang Xiao nodded, all the worries just now were put down, no wonder Zhu Yunmo trusted Zhou Heng, this kid's brain is easy to use, he just dialed it a little, and he guessed the key.
Zhu Yunmo shook his wrist slightly and said:
"Okay, let's go, General Su's silver will be left to the fifth lady."
After speaking, several people squeezed out, and disappeared into the crowd in an instant, Qu Ziping on his side looked at Zhou Heng in a daze, did he hear anything that he shouldn't have heard just now?
Just as he was galloping in his mind, Zhou Heng grabbed his wrist.
"Raise your voice and let these people make way for us."
Qu Ziping blinked, "What are you shouting?" ”
"Whatever, if there's a fire or donations, whatever."
Qu Ziping's mind is a little messy at the moment, the boss seems to be joking this week, but what do you really want to shout?
Hey, there you have it!
Qu Ziping cleared his throat, stretched his neck with his hands on his hips, and shouted:
"Whose silver bag fell?"
In an instant, the hundreds of onlookers in front of the entire yamen all made one move, brushing down and bending down to look at their feet left and right.
Zhou Heng raised his foot and kicked Qu Ziping's ass.
"Bastard, what's the shout? Is this all bowing your head to make way? ”
Qu Ziping was a little aggrieved and looked up at Zhou Heng.
However, after his voice made everyone squat, Liu Renli saw Zhou Heng at a glance.
Liu Renli walked in the direction of Zhou Heng, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted slightly, with a humble look on his face, which attracted many people.
Turning his head in the direction that Liu Renli looked at, a young man in a cyan shirt stood in the crowd, with such a graceful demeanor.
At this moment, Liu Renli asked in a loud voice:
"Doctor Zhou, is this a donation or a donation?"