"How did the Gao family's money appear in my hands? If there is no evidence, be careful that I will sue you for slander!"
Seeing Zhao Huansha's serious look, bursts of laughter immediately erupted from the scene.
Just now, everyone saw with their own eyes that Zhao Huan had tricked Gao Yaokang into bleeding, but when he turned his face, Zhao Huan refused to recognize him?
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.
But no one found it annoying. After all, Gao Yaokang, the vampire, was one of the four evils of Bianjing.
Every penny in his hand is stained with the blood of the people.
As the saying goes, evil people will have their own trials and tribulations. Gao Yaokang's encounter with the crazy prince Zhao Huan is definitely a good reincarnation in the way of heaven.
Wu Zheng hesitated, not knowing how to reply.
After all, this was the first time he met such an unreasonable person like Zhao Huan...
Zhao Huan asked in public: "Whose money does Gao Yaokang belong to?"
This neat sentence directly made Wu Zheng blush.
What kind of person is Chen Cheng? Do we still need to consider it?
Anyone who sides with Gao Yaokang is the enemy of the righteous people in the world.
"Since you can't say it, I will say it for you."
"How can Gao Yaokang have any money? His hands are full of the blood and tears of the people of the Song Dynasty!"
The look in everyone's eyes when they looked at Zhao Huan changed drastically in an instant. They all tightened their fists and breathed rapidly.
After a moment of silence, no one knew who was taking the lead, and deafening cheers erupted from the scene.
"That's right! Gao Yaokang has a lot of money!"
"He is just a blood-sucking insect attached to the people."
"Wu, please open your eyes and take a good look. How many people are there, whose families were ruined by Gao Yaokang?"
At this moment, another middle-aged man plucked up the courage, walked out of the crowd, and came to Zhao Huan.
"Your Majesty, you have to make decisions for the common people. My married wife was sold to a government-run school. The common people have no way to complain."
Zhao Huan asked directly without any hesitation: "How much does it cost?"
The middle-aged man's face turned red, he rubbed his hands, and the doctor said: "Two hundred taels of silver..."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, two hundred taels of silver notes were already thrust into the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man looked at the banknote blankly, feeling as if he was dreaming.
Plop!
The middle-aged man came to his senses and fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face.
"My lord, you are truly the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva!"
Realizing that Zhao Huan was serious, everyone fell to their knees and howled one after another.
"Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me."
"Your Majesty, only you can save our family."
Zhao Huan's good deeds were spread to ten people and hundreds of people, and soon a large number of people came after hearing the news.
The whole entrance of Hongyan Pavilion was already packed to the brim.
Because there were too many people at the scene, Zhao Huan quickly transferred ten servants from the palace to maintain order at the scene and asked people to exchange the silver notes into loose money.
Anyone who comes to complain about their grievances will have their requests answered.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Huan had already scattered thousands of taels of wealth.
No one knew that Zhao Huan’s move had a profound meaning!
Gao Yaokang's kidnapping of Xiaochai undoubtedly proved Zhao Huan's suspicion that His Majesty would never easily allow Zhao Huan to participate in the fund-raising meeting.
Now that you suddenly have money in your hand, the black hand hidden behind you will definitely get worse.
So spending money to eliminate disasters is the right way!
Moreover, the money is not in vain. It can gain the support of the people and is an intangible wealth.
Seeing Zhao Huan being supported by the people, Wu Zheng couldn't help but sneered: "Who can't act?"
Everyone immediately became furious and started yelling at Wu Zheng.
"You're really good at acting!"
"You are absolutely right to say that intellectuals harm the country. Besides talking, what else can you do?"
"Your Majesty and I are not relatives, but we are helping each other. If all the dignitaries in the world are as "hypocritical" as your Majesty, then we, the Song Dynasty, will be saved."
"You are everywhere! Go away and write your sour poems."
Wu Zheng's face was sometimes red and sometimes pale. He was afraid of being beaten to death by the angry crowd in the street, so he didn't dare to be verbose anymore, so he got into the crowd and ran away in despair.
Little did they know that the righteous men from all walks of life hidden in the crowd were quietly observing in secret.
These people are unremarkable in appearance, but they all have extremely terrifying backgrounds.
Either a local tycoon or a member of a famous family.
They gathered together in twos and threes, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Zhao Huan had changed from the initial joking, shock, to admiration.
"It seems that our prince is not as simple as he seems on the surface."
"The feat of smashing the Hongyan Pavilion has captured people's hearts, and scattering thousands of dollars to help the suffering people is even more benevolent and righteous. At least I don't see the slightest bit of playfulness."
"More than that! The prince knows that the Gao family's 30,000 taels of silver cannot be covered up at all, but will cause even greater trouble, so he simply uses it to help the people. In this way, the Gao family can only suffer the consequences."
"Those who hide behind the scenes and don't want the prince to participate in the fund-raising meeting will also turn a blind eye."
"A good move, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!"
"He is brave and resourceful, and has the courage to benefit the world. It would be a pity if King Ding cannot participate in the fund-raising meeting."
In just one hour, Zhao Huan had already scattered all 30,000 taels of silver.
There were so many people oppressed by the government-run Jiaofang and Hongyan Pavilion that even Zhao Huan could not help them.
Gao Yaokang, who was on the second floor across the street, looked at Zhao Huan giving alms of his money to those mud-legged people, with a scary and gloomy expression on his face.
The servant serving next to him started teasing him in a weird way.
"This Zhao Huan really got kicked in the head by a donkey!"
"Prince Ding is already so poor that he can't take the blame. Why do you still think about giving alms to others? Hahaha, do you really think of yourself as a living Bodhisattva?"
"Hahaha, you idiot! Master, why do you need to be angry with such a person?"
The servant wanted to take the opportunity to say a few nice words and ask for a reward in front of Gao Yaokang, but as soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yaokang slapped him across the face.
Snap!
The sound was so loud that the servant was knocked around in circles and collapsed on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
Gao Yaokang's eyes were cold and stern, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Idiot? That's what I'm talking about!"
"That bastard Zhao Huan is a white wolf with nothing. He takes my son's money and does a lot of good deeds. The people appreciate him. Needless to say, there is no need to say more. And the righteous people from all walks of life hidden in the crowd have been won over by him."
"Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"
The servant was so beaten that he was dizzy and covered in cold sweat. How could he dare to get up and check?
On the contrary, all the household disciples around them stood up one after another and looked downstairs, and sure enough they found something was wrong.
The martyrs who came to the fund-raising conference in order to help the country and the country naturally supported whoever was beneficial to the Song Dynasty.
At this moment, the "righteous men" in the crowd, who were either wearing magnificent weapons or wearing fine clothes, looked at Zhao Huan with burning eyes.