Zhang Hongying slapped the table and said, "So bold. If they do this, aren't afraid of damaging their father's official voice? Pinhua, your father is the censor, do you think you want it..."

Zhang Hongying gave Qiao Zhenghua a wink and showed a sinister smile. (Kuai Peng said: "Brother Zhang, even if we expose this matter to them, they will be scolded by their parents at most, and the court also advocates disaster relief and good deeds. Even if the methods are inappropriate, what severe punishment can be taken? But we actually lost."

Zhang Hongye said impatiently: "Then do you have any good solutions?"

Kuai Peng said: "Brother Zhang, are you allowed to be the first day of the lunar calendar? Are you not allowed to be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar?"

Zhang Hongyi looked moved and said, "You mean..."

Kuai Peng said: "They have taken the lead. Why don't we go to the homes of powerful people from all over the world to beg for alms tomorrow. Let's take a round and get some money to get back to stop the decline first. They have already searched for it, so they can't go for it again with shame, right?"

"Um……"

Zhang Hongyan pondered for a moment, looked up at several partners, and Qiao Zhenghua and Liu Junyang nodded.

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Qian Shun, the deputy director of the Ministry of Justice, listened to Zhang Hongyi's generous speech without a smile, and just sipped tea with a smile, but in his mind he was thinking about the situation when he saw Rui Qingxing yesterday:

Rui Qingxing crossed his legs and said arrogantly: "Mr. Qian, raising funds and disaster relief is a kind and righteous act. My nephew is now doing his best, but unfortunately his strength is limited, so I have to ask you for help from Uncle Shi. If you let me go empty-handed, I will be fine. I am afraid that my father will be unhappy. I heard that you have been in office for three years and are seeking to continue to serve?"

Qian Shun heard his threat, and was secretly annoyed, but he didn't want to have any grudges with Lord Shangshu for this, so he had to smile and say, "Okay, okay, such good deeds. I naturally have to participate in it. But I don't know how much it is appropriate to donate. I hope you can count it if you live on your salary. Haha, Qian is also a person who lives on his salary. I am afraid he won't be able to take it out if there are too many..."

Zhang Hongyi talked for a long time, and saw Qian Shun's excitement, he couldn't help asking, "Sir Qian? Are you listening?"

"Ah? Oh, I heard it, I heard it, haha. OK! OK, do good deeds, it should be that you have money to contribute money, and you can work hard to fight for justice..."

Qian Shun stood up with a smile. Zhang Hongyi's father was the Minister of War. No matter how old the official was, he would not be able to take care of him. More importantly, Zhang Hongyi's father was about to retire. He didn't have to offend this person, but he didn't have to care about it. Just just do it perfunctorily.

Qiao Zhenghua, Liu Junyang, and Kuai Peng also encountered similar situations. People were divided into groups. Most of the young master and his friends were high-ranking officials or children of honors who held real power. The reason why Zhang Hongsheng was led by Zhang Hongsheng was because his father had the largest official position - the Minister of War in Nanjing.

But the influence of the military in charge on the local area is really smaller, and the other people's fathers have even smaller positions. Moreover, they know the people they know, Guan Xiaokun and others, and they have already searched them. These officials and gentry are already a little dissatisfied. Will Qiao Zhenghua and the others have a good result?

If their father came forward, these people might give them some face. Only by these younger generations, even if those people have lower official positions than their fathers, they would not be so inferior. The same is true for the gentry in Nanjing. Who among the gentry has no relatives and friends to be officials in the court? They would not take them too seriously. As a result, Zhang Hongyi, Liu Junyang and others rushed away, but when they came back, they were either full of anger or dejected.

Upstairs in Qingyan, Zhang Hongyan said angrily: "It's so outrageous. They were sending beggars. The most they gave me twenty taels. Now the food price has soared, and the rice is a thousand coins. Is this young master's face worthless?"

Liu Junyang said quietly: "Satisfied, Master Zhang, you are fine. I'm willing to pay for your father's face, look at me..."

Liu Junyang picked up a pile of clothes and said, "See, these are all ministers and ministers. I am always an elder who calls Uncle Bo Dao. I am so embarrassed to leave me alone. I even took out some old clothes and sent me away. I also called disaster relief and help the people. Everyone has the responsibility, and I have money to contribute money and strength."

Liu Junyang threw the pile of shoes, hats and belts angrily, and saw footsteps on the stairs. Qiao Zhenghua walked upstairs with an open painting. Zhang Hongyan said in surprise: "Brother Qiao, what are you doing?"

Liu Junyang's eyes lit up and he said, "What a great picture of Guanyin, Brother Qiao is so solemn. Could it be some antique? Oh, it's not the masterpiece of the painting saint Wu Daozi, right?"

Qiao Zheng gave him a blank look and said, "Let your dog eyes widen and see clearly. Isn't there a signature? Wu Daozi, I'm gonna have not even had Moji yet!"

Liu Junyang looked down at the signature and couldn't help but read it: "Doctor Tongyi, assistant to the Zhanshi Mansion and the Bachelor of Hanlin Academy, Huang Haoran!"

Qiao Zhenghua said, "Here, saw it? I was still afraid that my father would know. While my father was not at the Censorate today, he went to the Hanlin Academy and ran around the Censorate to raise funds from the old gentlemen. As a result, those scholars who were worried about the country and the country were constantly on their pens, gave me such a bunch of things."

Qiao Zhenghua threw the bag on her shoulders on the ground, and many paintings were exposed inside. Qiao Zhenghua said, "Everyone is either given or given paintings. Can these things be eaten as food? Mr. Huang has no ready-made works on hand, so he is reluctant to pay for money, but he actually wrote a copy!"

Qiao Zhenghua became more and more annoyed as she spoke. She was about to put on the painting in a ball. Ye Xiaotian quickly pressed him down and said, "Brother Qiao, wait!"

Qiao Zheng gave him a blank look and said, "You like it, I'll give it to you."

Ye Xiaotian took the painting and looked at it carefully. Xia Yingying said angrily: "Brother Xiaotian, do you still see what this broken thing does? Unfortunately, this trip to Guiyang is too far away. Otherwise, I would like to help my family, so that you can be humble and ask those unscrupulous gentry and officials."

Ye Xiaotian's eyes flashed, he shook his head slightly, and said with a sly smile: "There are only bad ideas in this world, no bad things. As long as you have a good idea, stones can be sold at a price of gold!"

Everyone looked at each other, there was too much disappointment. They dared not ask Ye Xiaotian with hope, for fear of another empty joy. Zhan Ning'er looked at Ye Xiaotian's lips slightly raised and his smile was so badly, but blurted out: "What are you thinking of cheating people again?"

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There are several wooden boards in front of each yamen, and rain eaves are built on it. Some news that needs to be made public will be posted there. Suddenly one morning, people entering and leaving the yamen everywhere unexpectedly found an unofficial "opening" posted on the public notice board.

First, someone took a look at him indifferently, and was immediately attracted by the content on the "post" and then later, he was widely publicized. More and more people squeezed to the public notice board to read it. For a moment, all the yamen began to discuss the matter of Zhang Hongyi, Qiao Zhenghua and others raising food for disaster relief.

Zhang Letian, the Minister of War in Nanjing, naturally heard about his son's righteous deeds. He heard the minor official report to him in detail. Zhang Letian waved his hand and asked the minor official to retreat. He said angrily: "This kid is so popular, he knows how to provide disaster relief, and he even wants to sell it for a charity. He really doesn't know what it means!"

Yang Si, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War, smiled and said, "The Taihu Lake flooded, and hundreds of thousands of people were affected by disasters around it. Although the court allocated relief grain, it was the changeable autumn of the court. Everything was slow to operate. Use the help of the people to provide disaster relief and poverty and share the worries of the court. What is good? Let the young master take the world as his responsibility. Is it your good teacher? You have good teachings."

Zhang Letian waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "This child has always been good at making trouble. What serious things can he do. I just hope that he will not turn this disaster relief charity sale into a farce and make a laughing joke, then he will be content."

Inside the inn, Zhan Ning'er looked around under a willow shade. Although someone was walking in the distance, he still looked at Ye Xiaotian in a panic and said, "Why did you call me here?"

Ye Xiaotian smiled, with a flattering look on his face, as if a little pug was waving his tail and waiting for his master to throw his bones down. He rubbed his hands with a very strange look and said, "Miss Ning'er, there is something I want to bother you."

Zhan Ning'er subconsciously took a step back and almost tripped by the strange rocks piled under her feet. She fell into the ditch next to her: "You...you...what are you going to do? You have something to say, don't make this weird look? I'm so irritated."

Ye Xiaotian didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He just felt ashamed of Ning'er and now he had requests for Ning'er, so he acted particularly kindly. Ye Xiaotian coughed and said, "Miss Ning'er, you last time on behalf of Lingzun, you should have met some of the envoys and noble ladies of Nanjing City, right?"

Zhan Ninger said vigilantly: "What do you know?"

Ye Xiaotian subconsciously licked his lips, and saw that it became even more obscene in Zhan Ning'er's eyes: "Well! Then, why didn't you meet them this time?"

Zhan Ning'er curled her lips and said, "What do you see them doing? They are all delicate and polite, and they are the most impatient to be with women like them."

Ye Xiaotian said seriously: "Miss Ning'er, this is wrong with you. There are customs and habits in each place. Women in the Central Plains are shy and restrained, so they are naturally not as cheerful and straightforward as women in Guiyang, but there are also many good women with Lan Xinhui quality."

Zhan Ning'er gradually became timid and stared at him angrily, saying, "What the hell do you want to say?"

Ye Xiaotian approached and said, "That's right, Miss Ning'er..."

Zhan Ning'er pointed in front of her, raised her eyebrows and said, "Just stand there and say, don't be sneaky."

Ye Xiaotian had no choice but to stop and whisper to her...

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Chapter completed!