Pedestrians come and go in the streets and alleys of the capital, almost all of them hold a piece of paper in their hands, looking at them curiously and asking.

The storytellers in the teahouses and wine shops even made up the content on the paper into jokes and talked hard.

"His aunt, what is written on this piece of paper issued by Tianxiang Pavilion?"

A middle-aged woman carrying a basket picked the vegetables on the vegetable stall, looked at the paper in her hand, and asked the aunt who sold vegetables.

"The amount of money donated by the emperor, the mother, and the officials written on it for the disaster area, and there is also a proposal called the proposal, which I only learned from Li Xiucai when I went out of the stall this morning."

The woman with the basket said with an incredulous face: "How much money did they donate?" ”

"That's more than 300,000 taels in total." After speaking, the aunt who sold vegetables looked around and lowered her voice: "These silvers are in the hands of General Mu, I heard that there were thieves who went to rob them last night." ”

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Walking on the street, Mu Chenmo, who was dressed as a beggar, listened to the discussions of people all over the street, and knew that Qi Yu had made such a big formation overnight.

Looking at the clear and detailed donation number on the paper and the very inflammatory language of the donation proposal of the people of the Great Qi State below.

I couldn't help but admire in my heart, this Qi Yu was simply a ghost, and he vaguely mentioned a few donation methods in his previous life, and he was able to do it in one night.

With the flow of people to Tianxiang Pavilion, I saw that the entrance of the restaurant was draped in red and hung with colors, dragon and lion dances, gongs and drums were very lively, and Mu Chenmo squeezed in curiously.

The storyteller standing on the high platform was full of foam, talking about the current situation in the disaster area, and the emperor and queen took the lead in donating donations, and the ministers generously donated money, tearfully talking about the touching incidents of the victims and beggars in the capital pooling money.

The storyteller pointed to the plaque of the Ten Houses of Kindness on the platform with one hand, and told everyone excitedly that this was the title of the imperial pen to be awarded to the top 10 people.

The discussion below was buzzing, and the eyes of the shopkeepers who came to see the excitement were all lit up, and the guys who came out to inquire hurriedly ran to the shop to tell the shopkeeper the heavy news.

The onlookers were talking about the plaques and the financial resources of the shopkeepers of the major shops in the capital, speculating who could get the plaques of the House of Benevolence, and they all felt that it had nothing to do with them, so why couldn't they donate to those rich shopkeepers?

Qi Yu shook his fan and sat behind a table under the stage, and his brows furrowed when he saw Mu Chenmo squeezing around in the crowd.

Mo'er, why did you come out if you didn't stay in the house? Don't you know that the people of the Four Princes are staring at her now, ready to do the black hand at any time?

But he couldn't move, and if he moved, it was equivalent to giving those people a hint that Qi Yu shook the fan in his hand a little faster, and a sense of impatience rose in his heart.

A tight drum beat rang out, and Mu Chenmo, who was standing under the stage, and the people in the audience all looked at the stage, only to see ten identical little guys walking up, holding palm-sized wooden cards in their hands.

The storyteller's voice was raised: "Big guy, please see that the Jishan House sign in the hands of these ten guys is distributed to our people, as long as everyone actively donates, everyone will get a wooden sign like this in the end." ”

After a pause, two more people walked up to the stage with trays, each holding a gold medal and a silver medal in their hands.

"Everyone, this brand is for our people, the one who donates the most will get the gold medal and the second will get the silver medal, the seventh prince said that the people who have contributed to my Daqi can't suffer."

The storyteller on the stage shouted hard, and Mu Chenmo, who was standing under the stage, had a black line on his face, and glared at Qi Yu.

This person is not a brain at all, and the people are impulsive, how can they live after smashing pots, selling iron, selling children, and donating money? Can a gold medal be eaten and drunk?

Immediately after that, the storyteller on the stage began to talk about the terms and matters of the donation, and the more he talked, Mu Chenmo's anger became smaller and smaller, and the angry eyes that looked at Qi Yu also turned into appreciation.

The indifferent smile on Qi Yu's face became brighter, and Erlang's legs couldn't help but sway, looking at his smug look, Mu Chenmo smiled and gave Qi Yu a thumbs up.

The platform in front of the Tianxiang Pavilion was set up for three days, and Qi Yu and Mu Chenmo sat behind the table with the word donation written on it and frowned.

Under the leadership of Shen Yunyi, the shopkeepers of the store are actively donating, and the people are very lively, and few people are willing to pay money to donate.

Qi Yu looked at Mu Chenmo in wonder: "Mo'er, why don't the people donate money?" None of them wanted the gold medal and the silver medal, which were definitely worth more than the money they were donating. ”

Mu Chenmo also wondered why no one tried to donate money when he saw the people looking at the sign and flashing their greedy desires?

The two frowned, watching the onlookers or passing by pointing to the sign and whispering, Mu Chenmo beckoned to the little third son and asked him to listen to what they were all talking about.

Xiao Sanzi ran down like a ball, and ran back in less than a quarter of an hour, wiping the sweat on his forehead while returning to Mu Chenmo.

"Princess, they say that wealth is not exposed, so do you want to take the gold medal home openly and not let the thieves worry about it? It's not worth it to live a peaceful and stable life in the future. ”

Mu Chenmo slapped her head, how could she forget this stubble? is to buy a lottery ticket in the previous life to win a jackpot of five million, and you have to wear a hood to dare to claim it.

Qi Yu, who suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly discussed countermeasures with Mu Chenmo, adjusted the method of donations from the people's side, and replaced the pure gold brand with gold plating, so as to provide various conveniences in life for the people who donated without taxes.

The people who had no scruples began to donate enthusiastically, Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and begged for a reward from Mu Chenmo's scoundrel, and the angry Mu Chenmo gave him a few punches in a row.

The fourth prince stood by the window of the private room on the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion and watched the lively donation scene, his face was gloomy, and he crushed the teacup in his hand, and the people who were waiting around him were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound.

Who knew that a smile suddenly appeared on the gloomy face of the fourth prince, donate, the more silver you donate, the more money you end up in his purse, all when these two are raising money for him.

The donation lasted for seven days before it ended, Mu Chenmo and Qi Yu went to the Yamen of the household department in person, and asked Lord Yang to take someone to his home to calculate the total amount of donations.

In the crackling sound of planning, Mu Chenmo walked out of the door, and it was time to raise money to expose the corrupt officials in the north, and yesterday I got the news that the dark department and the assassin department had rescued all the detained people.

The people who volunteered to be witnesses have also arrived in the capital, and tomorrow morning the court will bring Hui Niang's statement and all the people who came to complain to the emperor, so that those hateful people will have no room to turn over.

Qi Yu, who came out later, hugged Mu Chenmo's shoulders, and the two looked at each other and saw the firmness in each other's eyes, corrupt officials must not be tolerated, they must personally send this money to the disaster area and watch them use it.

An hour later, Yang Shilang walked out of the house: "Lord, the total amount of the princess's donations has been fully accounted for, a total of three million five hundred and seventy seven thousand eight hundred and twelve taels and three yuan. ”

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Yang."

After Mu Chenmo finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao Sanzi, and Xiao Sanzi hurriedly stepped forward and took out a red envelope.

Yang Shilang's face sank: "Seventh princess, is this contemptible?" If you have extra money, donate it to the victims. ”

Looking at the back of Yang Shilang leaving with his sleeves brushed up, the corners of Mu Chenmo's mouth went up, this Lord Yang is a little interesting, but I don't know if this is true or false.

Turning around and entering the house, he watched Yang Shilang and his subordinates seal all the silver, and asked Qi Yu to find a guard to surround the three inner and outer three floors of this room, and Mu Chenmo left with confidence.

followed Qi Yu to the courtyard where Hui Niang lived, and saw that she was handing over the two children to write, and the little man sat in front of the book and wrote on the paper one by one.

Mu Chenmo walked over and touched the heads of the two children, and after praising and praising them, he saw Qi Yu take out two pieces of candy from his pocket and hand them to the two children, letting them rest and play for a while.

Hui Niang looked at the backs of the two children with a smile, and when she heard Mu Chenmo say that she would enter the temple in the morning tomorrow, hesitation and fear flashed in her eyes.

"Hui Niang, do you know how much money we raised?" Mu Chenmo looked at Hui Niang's side, saw Hui Niang shaking her head and then spoke: "More than three and a half million taels." ”

Hui Niang opened her mouth wide and stammered in disbelief: "This, this, this, so much." ”

"Hui Niang, after layers of deprivation, you said that in the end, how much silver can go to the hands of people who really need it, if you really don't want to go, I won't force you."