These people may not be outstanding in Bianjing, but if they were placed in a "local" situation, they would be the worst kind of country gentry and brave.
And... I might as well have children from aristocratic families inside.
Once Zhao Huan gets the support of various aristocratic families, it will be a real leap to the sky.
Because Zhao Huan deposed Cheng Fang, he had already formed a deadly feud with the Ministry of Household Affairs.
The children of Hubu who were present were extremely anxious.
"Mr. Gao, why are you still standing there? Hurry down and find a place!"
"That is, who stipulated that only Zhao Huan can win over people's hearts? In terms of financial resources, this poor guy can't even catch up with us."
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to invite righteous men from all over the world. How can we let Zhao Huan take the lead?"
Faced with the instigation of the Hubu disciples, Gao Yaokang was furious.
"What have you been doing? If I go down to do good deeds, who will recognize me? I'm afraid I'll be treated like a cat and a mouse, and I'll be ridiculed."
"Besides, those mud-legged people have almost been rescued by Zhao Huan. Now if they go down, they can only eat scraps. What's the point?"
Being scolded by Gao Yaokang, all the disciples present could not help but scratch their heads and ears, feeling impatient and helpless.
"Mr. Gao, we all understand what you are saying, but we can't just watch here, right?"
"In the past, the only backers for Prince Ding's Mansion were the Zhu family."
"If we get the support of local heroes, it will be extremely difficult to suppress Prince Ding's Mansion in the future."
Gao Yaokang snorted, disdainful of wasting his time with these losers.
He sat by the window, looking down at Zhao Huan, who was supported by others, with a cold look in his eyes.
Just you, you want to disrupt the situation in Bianjing and set up your own business? Dream on!
So what if they win over people's hearts? All righteous people gathered in Bianjing with the goal of participating in a fund-raising meeting. Even if they want to support Ding Wangfu, it will not happen overnight.
Regardless of the local power or the Zhu family, after all, water far away cannot quench the thirst of the people nearby. A single word "poor" can crush Prince Ding's palace to death.
"Hehehe, Zhao Huan, didn't you spend my money wantonly?"
"I have money! Spend it as you wish! I want to see how you can participate in the fund-raising meeting after you spend all your money."
"After the fundraising meeting, you are a dog that can be manipulated!"
Relying on the relationship between his father Gao Qiu, Gao Yaokang naturally knew the core inside story of Zhao Ji's establishment of the throne. It was for this reason that he determined that the date of the fund-raising meeting would be when Zhao Huan became a "mascot."
As long as Zhao Huan's access is blocked and he cannot ask for a penny, Zhao Huan will definitely lose.
Once Zhao Huan enters the East Palace, with the connections of the Gao family, even a little palace maid can strangle this good-for-nothing to death in his sleep as soon as he opens the mouth of Chrysostom.
"Zhao Huan, wait! I think you can still dance for a few days."
At this moment, there was another boil downstairs.
The excited crowd almost drowned Zhao Huan. Countless people came from all directions, just to kneel down in front of Zhao Huan and tell them all the injustices they had suffered.
Unfortunately, there were so many people at the scene that the people behind could not squeeze through.
Zhu Lian stood on the steps outside the Hongyan Pavilion, looking at Zhao Huan who had caused a large-scale "commotion". Not only did he frown slightly, he was ready to take this prodigal son back directly.
As a result, he felt the intense gaze of the people around him like never before.
Ever since she married into Prince Ding's palace, she has only experienced endless abuse and slander. Her so-called "princess" is worthless.
She had never imagined that one day, Zhao Huan could regain his strength and behave like a prince.
As long as this guy stays in the palace and doesn't go out to cause trouble, Zhu Lian will be in high esteem.
Seeing countless people supporting Zhao Huan one after another, Zhu Lian felt like he was in a dream.
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from beside him.
"Look, it's Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
Before Zhu Lian could react, a dense crowd of people had already rushed over and surrounded Zhu Lian.
The people around him clenched their fists and stared at Zhu Lian with extremely hot eyes.
What's more, some even started crying on the spot.
"Your Highness, thanks to your persuasion, I was able to wake up the prince."
"Your Majesty is the true king who saves the suffering, then you are the Bodhisattva."
"I have seen many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who act for fun, but there are very few people who treat the people as sincerely as the prince. This is all thanks to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"Happy to you, Your Highness, we can be saved, and the Song Dynasty can be saved."
With a crash, the people around him knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Lian.
Not to mention Zhu Lian, even Xiao Chai next to him was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes.
There was a time when Prince Ding's palace was embarrassed. He was either humiliated by the powerful ministers' descendants, or stabbed in the back by the common people.
Now, he is being worshiped by the people on his knees, just like the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva...
Now Xiaochai finally understood why that guy Changfu followed the prince wholeheartedly. How proud was he?
Zhu Lian, who was aloof and aloof by nature, spoke his mind in the palace, but he was a little at a loss when faced with the people's kneeling in obeisance.
She looked at Zhao Huan not far away, biting her red lips gently, her eyes becoming complicated.
But at this juncture, a righteous man in a white gown among the crowd suddenly asked Zhao Huan loudly.
"The Song Dynasty is lucky to have the prince in charge!"
"I wonder if I can see the prince at the fund-raising meeting in three days?"
Zhao Huan, who was in high spirits, waved his hand without even thinking: "This is natural! I not only want to participate in the fund-raising conference, but also want to win the first place in the fund-raising conference!"
"Even if I spend all my money, as long as I can help the Song Dynasty, what's the problem?"
The scene was filled with excitement again, but Zhu Lian's little face turned cold, and he cursed in his heart, this guy is really stubborn and starts bragging whenever he gets the chance.
Anyone who wins the top spot in the fundraising conference will be directly granted the title of baron if he is white. If he is a high-ranking official, he will be granted the title of marquis and be given a fiefdom.
Just the idea of "food and fiefdom" is enough to make everyone in the world flock to it.
By then, the battle for the top spot will surely be extremely fierce.
Zhao Huan did make a lot of money by relying on his cleverness, but this guy went too far and supported the people, and all the money was lost.
If you don’t have any money, you may not even be qualified to participate in the fundraising meeting, so how can you win the first prize?
Zhao Huan's bold words naturally spread throughout the audience, and Gao Yaokang, who was sitting on the second floor across the street, naturally heard it.
He swept away the gloom on his face, stood up directly, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, are you serious about this?"
"Do you really want to compete for the top spot? If you can't win, this person will be in great disgrace."
Faced with Gao Yaokang's provocation, Zhao Huan did not answer and asked instead: "Isn't this Mr. Gao? You haven't left yet? Did you lose the Hongyan Pavilion and be beaten up by Mr. Gao when you came home?"