Chapter 832: Making a Fortune

But now is not the time to regret.

Zheng Qimin immediately stood up and shouted: "Zheng Qimin of Taizhou Academy donated 5,000 taels of silver, 10 good horses, 30 mules, 30 donkeys, a 100-acre farm, a mountain pasture, and a prosperous shop in Jiangnan Prefecture to help Northeast Prefecture set up a rural martial arts hall and increase the strength of our Wei people in the war of resistance!"

With this shout and this donation, Duke Yan decided to let him off this time for being clever.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Dangdang Dangdang!

This time, the one who banged the gong loudly was not Uncle Qin, but Old Man Xun.

The old man was so excited that he almost jumped up and sang loudly: "Zheng Qimin of Taizhou Academy was the first to donate money to support the establishment of the Township Martial Arts Hall. What a great kindness, what a great kindness!"

After this shout, the other students all bowed in the direction of Zheng Qimin: "Brother Zheng, you are so kind, so kind!"

Zheng Qimin hurriedly responded: "You are all too kind. I am a Wei man, and my family has been blessed by the emperor for generations. I should donate money and serve the country."

He sighed again, "And I did this to atone for my sins... I blindly followed the cause without checking, which was really wrong."

The other students comforted him one after another: "Brother Zheng, don't blame yourself. We are all at fault for this incident... I don't know which villain spread the news so quickly, causing us to gather people overnight to cause trouble and demand an explanation. This thief is despicable and should be brought to the authorities for investigation!"

Zheng Qimin: “…”

Are you deliberately scolding me to my face?

But Zheng Qimin is not afraid.

It was because he did not come forward to gather people to cause trouble. He only joined the rioting group when they arrived at Wuyuan.

All the secret things are done by the servants.

And in this farce, it was not just his family that was secretly plotting, there were so many families, even the Duke of Yan was involved in fanning the flames.

Therefore, the law does not hold everyone responsible, and the Duke of Yan's purpose is just to make money, so he should be smart and donate more money.

Dangdang Dangdang!

"Ying Zilin from Taizhou Academy donated 5,000 taels of silver, three 100-acre farms, a prosperous shop on the street, two courtyards, and 30 servants to help Northeast Province set up a rural martial arts hall to enhance the resistance of our Wei people!"

"Captain Xue Mingyi donated 5,000 taels of silver, two 100-acre farms, two Dongming Mansion villas, and ten servants to help Northeast Province set up a rural martial arts hall to increase the resistance of our Wei people!"

"Capital Li Zhiyuan donated money..."

In just a few moments, several students had already reported that they wanted to donate money.

Li Zhiyuan is Li Zhen's son. Because of their fathers, he has been playing with Xue Mingyi recently.

So when Ying Zilin asked Xue Mingyi to donate money, Xue Mingyi also called Li Zhiyuan.

"Junior Brother Xia, do you want to sign up to donate? If you want to donate, you have to do it quickly." Zheng Qimin didn't want to give up this chess piece, so he reminded him.

"We must donate. How can our Xia family not lend a hand to such a grand event?" But Xia Shuli was a little confused: "But I don't know how much I should donate? Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Zheng."

"Okay." Zheng Qimin smiled, and under the pretext of helping Xia Shuli, he completely withdrew from the 'vortex' and reduced his presence.

He just made a mistake, and after he apologized loudly, he had to keep a low profile, otherwise...

I have to say, this kid is very cunning. If Xia Shuli plays with him, he will get hurt sooner or later.

"Jiangnan Province Xu Family..."

"Jianghuaizhou Gu Family..."

"Sha Duansong from Jianghuai Prefecture donated money on behalf of the entire Sha family..."

"Taizhou Academy..."

"Taizhou Mansion..."

"Mr. Shan from Yangshan Prefecture..."

"Master Weng of Jumen Mansion..."

There was constant singing and shouting, all from people vying to donate money in order to make their own names known.

Many wealthy families in the capital also heard about this and rushed to donate money... In short, they were so hurt by the money being taken away that their cheeks were sunken, but they were also eager to show off their family's reputation in front of Duke Yan.

and……

"This is a donation to the Xiangwu Hall. No matter how painful it is, you have to donate. In times of war, the Xiangwu Hall's students will give priority to protecting the families who donated money!"

Just before the Chinese New Year, the ban on emigration was issued. Even Lord Gu’s son was driven back. Who else could escape?

"Now that we have donated money, we will have a guarantee if a war really breaks out in the future. We can't be stingy at this time."

"Yes, yes, this is a matter concerning the lives of our entire family. We can't be stingy and we have to donate first... What if a fight breaks out? Will the Township Martial Arts Hall protect us based on the amount of donations and the order in which they are donated? If we donate too little or too slowly, it will all be in vain."

Rich gentlemen came in groups to the area in front of the Noon Garden and lined up to donate money.

And their team was not in vain. A soldier handed them a booklet: "This is the handwritten 'Outline of Setting up a Township Martial Hall'. You can take a look. Ninety percent of your doubts and concerns are clearly written on it. If you feel there is something wrong, or there is room for improvement, you can write a letter and send it to the Wuyuan sentry post. We will collect it regularly for Duke Yan to read!"

"Oh my, there is such a good thing? Sir, please give me a copy." The rich old man immediately stuffed money into the soldiers' pockets just to have a handwritten copy of the essentials in his hands.

However, students are still copying furiously, so there are not so many handwritten works.

The officer said, "First five people read one copy, otherwise the people who come later will have nothing to read."

"If you want a copy of the handwritten version of the Essentials for yourself, you can come back tomorrow to get it. You can get one for free as long as you bring your donation receipt!"

Fearing that something might go wrong if the commotion got too big, Xue Dongjia and Li Zhen who came to check on the situation: "..."

No, who did you learn these business methods from?

Dangdang Dangdang!

The soldiers struck the gong and shouted again, "The establishment of the Township Martial Hall was proposed by Qin Lao Qianhu of the Qin family of Xinyan, and Duke Yan decided to hold it. All responsibilities shall be borne by Duke Yan!"

After hearing this, Xue Dongjia and Li Zhen felt relieved... This call saved the Qin family's life and greatly strengthened everyone's confidence in the Xiangwu Hall.

After all, if the Qin family wants to set up a local martial arts hall, no one, let alone people, will pay attention to you.

Xue Dongjia and Li Zhen walked all the way to Wuyuan. Because there were so many people and sentries, it took them more than a quarter of an hour before they saw the figures of Jing Lao, Xun Lao and others.

Old man Xun was extremely excited, but Jiang Dalang said that as the founder of Taigang, he should have a sense of mystery, so he escorted him to the gate of Wuyuan.

When Xue Dongjia and Li Zhen met, they hurriedly quickened their pace to catch up, and to Li Zhen's great relief, his son Li Zhiyuan had finally gotten within three meters of Master Jing.

"I would like to thank you for your support, sir." Li Zhen thanked him sincerely.

Xue Dongjia smiled and said, "It's just giving you a chance. It's mainly because Zhiyuan works hard to catch the eyes of the famous scholars."

Xue Dongjia gave this opportunity to Li Zhen only after he had made achievements and confirmed that Li Zhiyuan had no ill will towards his family Mingyi.

Otherwise, Mr. Xue would not give it.

Xue Dongjia added, "It is clear that Elder Xun has settled in Gui Village, Taifeng Town, and Elder Jing will probably follow him to the countryside. This may take several years. Your family should discuss it. Does your son Zhiyuan want to go with him?"

Li Zhen was so excited that he immediately agreed: "This is a rare opportunity, Zhiyuan must go."

"Okay." Xue Dongjia nodded, giving Li Zhen's family a place, which made Li Zhen even happier.

The students followed Master Jing and Master Xun all the way, asking, "Grandmaster, why did you settle down in Wansong Village, Taifeng Town? Do you want to go back? Don't go back. It's better to live in the capital. There are many inconveniences in the countryside."

Xun Laodao said: "The Qin family bought me when I was about to die and saved my life. Now I have been deprived of my citizenship without informing the master family. I feel really ashamed of the Qin family, so I must return to the Qin family and continue to teach the Qin family to study medicine."

"Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, you said you wanted to go to the countryside, but to Taifeng Town?!" a student asked this.