20,000 guan, in normal times, you can buy 20,000 stone of grain, in exchange for a more shocking number, the young maid who is a little bit of grace is about five to ten guan, can buy one to two thousand.

In the Song Dynasty, there were once two ministerial-level officials who fought for a widow, just because the widow got an inheritance of 100,000 yuan.

Although the Zhao family is rich in the south of the Yangtze River, 20,000 guan is by no means a minority. The four major mansions in the south of the Yangtze River, although any one of them will not hurt their muscles and bones, they will inevitably feel distressed.

It's just that in Zhao Hao's mouth, he said it so indifferently, and although Zhao Shixuan and his wife were a little surprised, they were also peaceful.

In Zhao Hao's eyes, although money is not dung, it is far less valuable than merit.

The Prajna Heart Sutra, which restores 1 health point in ten days, stops after restoring its health to 70 in the Xuanwu Pavilion stage, and it needs to upgrade its merit and reputation to further restore its health.

Relative to personal health, money is just a floating cloud after all.

And for Zhao Shixuan and his wife, as long as their baby son is happy and healthy, there is nothing wrong with breaking wealth and eliminating disasters, spending money and accumulating virtue, although 20,000 yuan is a lot, but it is not really to the point of cutting meat.

It's just that the powerful and rich people in the audience can't be calm, you Zhao Fu can let your baby son go crazy, there is no reason why everyone else should go crazy with you, and the upper-class people present are not like Zhao Shixuan, who has passed on this baby son for three generations.

Even Wang Hanzhi also showed a look of disbelief, in his mind, the Zhao family would be satisfied if he could take out 5,000 guan, but he didn't expect Zhao Hao to make a move of 20,000 guan.

"Zhao Gongzi, it's not simple...... There is a big atmosphere! ”

Since that day when he heard Zhao Hao's hoarse shouts in the city, his impression of Zhao Hao has changed greatly, and today has once again refreshed his good impression of Zhao Hao.

It's a pity that the identity of the clan is a constraint...... Today's attitude towards the clan relatives is "superior to the lord, but not responsible for the power", and it is basically impossible to get out of the general.

The first to be touched were naturally the Xie family and the Wang family.

The prefect of the king's invitation is self-explanatory. The three families are now considered a family, and naturally they have secretly communicated the news a long time ago, and the budget is only within 5,000 yuan, who expected that Zhao Hao would export 20,000 yuan, but the two families were caught off guard.

Over there, Zhao Hao's uncle Xie Wen took the lead in getting up and glanced meaningfully at Zhao Hao's side.

"Xie family, 10,000."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Tong, a big official in the palace, also got up slowly: "Wang family, ten thousand." ”

For a while, he offended his uncle and prospective father-in-law, and this matter was not handled properly, but Zhao Hao did not regret it after all.

Thinking of the countless creatures hovering on the edge of life and death outside Jiangning City, Zhao Hao didn't feel that he was wrong.

Don't forget your original intention, just have peace of mind, he didn't plan to be a person who is exquisite, left and right, that's not his style.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the silk curtain in the southeast corner, but it was tantamount to a thunderclap that exploded the entire hall.

"The officials are very merciful and compassionate, and Merlin deeply admires them, and he is willing to do a little bit of his best."

The voice was still so soft and soft, without a trace of the smell of fireworks in the world, and it was transmitted in Zhao Hao's ears, but it was like a heavenly sound.

Meilin Jushi, since childhood, has been in the middle of the road, making a living from the piano, although he is famous in the south of the Yangtze River, after all, he is just a name for performing arts, and now he is willing to pay thousands of dollars, maybe that is almost half of her belongings.

If Zhao Hao's generosity just now shocked everyone, the gentle and soft voice of Yang Fang, a Meilin layman, made the Jiangning upper-class people in the audience feel ashamed.

Even Zhao Hao, at the beginning, was still smug about his good deeds, but now he has become solemn.

The audience fell silent again.

After a long time, Lu Qing slowly stood up and sighed slightly: "Merlin Jushi, the heart of the piano is like jade, and the virtue and art are unparalleled, which makes my generation ashamed, and the old man is willing to give three thousand yuan to help the victims." ”

Immediately afterwards, everyone no longer hesitated, and made a statement, but no matter how stumbling they were, they were embarrassed to be less than a thousand.

Half an hour has passed, and more than 120,000 yuan of money and grain have been raised, which is enough to alleviate Wang Hanzhi's urgent need, and even distribute money and grain to let the victims return to the village, re-cultivate, and survive until the autumn harvest.

Wang Han's heart finally let out a long breath.

In the end, the Zheng family's statement finally ended this fundraising.

"Zheng family, 10,000 guan."

The Zhao family came out, Xie and Wang were tied, and the Zheng family was naturally not far behind, but Zheng Qing, the representative of the Zheng family, couldn't be the master, so he could only send someone to Pegasus back to the house and report to the ancestors, so it dragged on to the end.

Wang Hanzhi, who had not thought about tea and dinner for days and was anxious, became full of spring breeze and refreshed at this moment.

Of course, he naturally knew that Zhao Hao's credit was indispensable.

"The righteous deeds of all the officials are deeply grateful on behalf of the hundreds of thousands of victims of Jiangning Mansion...... Zhao Gongzi is kind-hearted, kind and generous, and is a model among the younger generation.......

Zhao Hao was still listening to Wang Hanzhi's compliments leisurely, and when he heard the words "leave a poem", he didn't feel that the waves were rushing by.

Big brother, my poems are all copied, where can I open my mouth to come, I treat you as a friend, but you are harming me......

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Hao finally found a poem that barely fit the occasion and did not remember the whole poem.

"Endless water clouds are falling, and the long flood is rising to the east of the river. The sky is high and the mulberry forest prays, and the river is difficult to achieve. Zhou prepared a waste storage for nine years, and the Han family heard different strategies for the three dukes. Xiaosheng is willing to exhaust the surplus food, hoping that there will be no hungry children in Jinling. ”

The eight-line characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing finally perfectly showed Zhao Gongzi's graceful and elegant posture.

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Zheng Mansion, Jing Xin Zhai.

Zheng Qing and Zheng Hong's brothers, Yin Yi, the leader of the Salt Gang, and the three leaders of the Salt Gang, as well as the housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion, all stood with their hands down, and the respectful Hou stood in front of Zheng An.

Zheng An sat on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression seemed to be much older than a few months ago.

"Old man, it's useless for you to wait, is my Jiangning Zheng family really going to decline?" Zheng An's voice was a little less domineering and a little more embarrassed.

This kind of change started from the day when he learned that Zhao Hao won the championship in the recruitment of relatives, and the ancestor obviously felt deeply frustrated.

The crowd was silent.

If his father Zheng Jin was still alive, maybe it would be better, but now a few of them, whether they are fighting openly or secretly, are not the opponents of Xie Yun, Xie Wen and Wang Tong, not to mention that the three families are now a family.

After a long time, Zheng An slowly opened his eyes and let out a creepy sneer.

"As soon as he made a move, he was counting thousands of times, and the three of them joined forces to force each other, did he really think that the old man was going to die? Don't forget, most of the rice grain in the south of the Yangtze River is controlled by my Zheng family, and the rice and grain in the north of the Yangtze River are all under the control of Huang Wenhu. ”

Zheng Qing and the others suddenly showed a bright light in their eyes, and they all looked at Zheng An, waiting for his next step.

"After the order, from now on, all rice grain stores are not allowed to sell, no matter how high the price, they can only enter but not leave."

"Save the child."

"Everywhere we go all out to buy rice grain, the more the merrier, regardless of the price of rice, but if we have rice grain, we can buy it."

"Whoa."

Zheng An's eyes showed a wolf-like fierce look, and he said coldly: "Take the pen and ink, I want to repair the book by myself, you can immediately whip it up and send it to Jiangbei, there must be no mistake." ”

"Whoa."

After giving three orders in succession, Zheng An motioned for everyone to withdraw, leaving only Yin Yi, the leader of the Salt Gang.

Zheng An asked, "What's going on with the medicine?" ”

Yin Yi said respectfully: "Fortunately, there are many victims, the subordinates have purchased fifteen boys, and a hundred pairs of medicines have been gathered, just wait for the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and the Heavenly Master will be able to boil the pills for the old master." ”

Zheng An's face softened, revealing a strange smile: "It's a good job, but you must be careful and don't leak the news." ”

"Subordinates can save it."

PS: There is another chapter in the evening, ask for recommendation votes......