"Cao Kun, a sage, is grateful to the Empress for her kindness and is willing to donate 80,000 taels of silver to serve the needs of the court."

"I have been grateful to your highness and empress for their compassion and are willing to donate 80,000 taels of silver for the needs of the court."

"The grass-crowd...is willing to donate 50,000 taels..."

"The grass-roots people are willing to donate 60,000 taels..."

Seeing these wealthy people rushing to donate money, all the numbers coming from their ears were tens of thousands of taels. The highest was Nangong Shouzhong's 100,000, and the lowest was no less than 50,000.

In just a short while, the number of pledged has reached as high as 500,000 taels.

In this era when the average family of three earns only five taels of silver annually, 500,000 taels means the annual income of 100,000 families.

It can prevent 100,000 families from starving to death, and eat and wear warmly for a whole year.

Even Su Jinpa, who had never felt anything about money, had a feeling of a group of fat sheep in front of him.

She knew that these businessmen were rich, but she didn't know that they were rich to this point.

No wonder the prince was determined to dig a big hole and buried them. It was so fat that it was hard to make people not jealous.

Su Jinpa felt that he understood Li Chen a little.

There were only more than ten people in total, so everyone was enthusiastic. After a while, everyone enthusiastically donated money.

When the last person said the number of his donations, Su Jinpa smiled and said, "You are so sincere and patriotic, not only is this the palace feeling comforted, but I believe that if His Royal Highness knew about it, he would be very happy."

This made everyone happy.

Why is it that you spend a lot of money?

Isn’t it just to pass this level safely?

It would be even better if I could show myself in front of the Prince's Hall.

Compared to this, a mere tens of thousands of taels of silver is nothing.

When Su Jinpa said this, he looked at Nangong Shouzhong deeply.

Originally, her plan was to guide the merchants to pay after giving good news, so that she could take the initiative and make the numbers easier to grasp.

In this situation, these merchants have already paid money, and letting them pay for it seems a little greedy and lose their identity as the Eastern Palace.

All these changes are caused by the person named Nangong Shouzhong in front of me.

"It's interesting."

In the side hall, Li Chen leaned against the soft collapse, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile.

At this time, all the scenes in the main hall were broadcast live to Li Chen through the mouths of several clever palace maids.

Although I can't see it, these palace maids are indeed capable. They portray the scene vividly, but they still don't change the reality.

"Come on paper and pen."

Li Chen raised his hand and said.

Ogawako immediately came up with her pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Li Chen took the pen and wrote a small note, and said to Ogawako: "Go and leave it to Xu Changqing."

Ogawako followed respectfully, and just as she was about to leave, Li Chen said again: "Wait."

Ogawako turned around and bowed to stand there.

Li Chen turned his head and looked at it, took a very ordinary cup from the table, handed it to Ogawako and said, "Take it and bring it to Xu Changqing together."

Ogawako doesn't understand what this means. It's normal to hand over a note that you have something to be scolded.

But what happened to send a simple and ordinary broken cup with a small note?
Chapter completed!