The dignitaries around them looked at each other cryptically.
Zhang Jinyan, who was standing next to him, quickly said to Zhu Cixiang in front of him: "Your Highness, I really want to dedicate all my wealth to Your Majesty and you. However, my entire wealth is only a mansion at home and a few acres of thin farmland. Really.
There is no money! By the way, there seems to be dozens of taels buried in the jar underground at home, but other than that, there is really nothing left.
We can only wait and see when Weichen’s house can be sold for some price!”
Hearing Zhang Jinyan's words, Zhu Cixiang sneered deep in his eyes.
My heart felt cold.
This person was the Minister of the Ministry of War, but in the original time and space, he was one of the people who personally opened the gates of Beijing to welcome the army of thieves entering the city!
In Zhu Cixiang's mind, this person has long been listed on the must-kill list!
But right now, killing him is useless.
Just let it go for now.
Hearing the Minister of War being the first to speak out, other officials nearby also started crying towards Zhu Cixiang in front of them.
The businessmen and eunuchs on the side were stunned.
These people have the nerve to call themselves scholars. They have no money. How can these eunuchs and businessmen believe it? Think about it and you will know that it is impossible.
Although the money on hand of these people may not be as good as that of some big businessmen, they have been officials for so many years, and they are all high officials and powerful people.
People show their filial piety under the light, and I don’t know how many ice and carbon tributes are given every year.
No money?
What a ghost!
Although these businessmen thought so in their hearts, none of them dared to speak.
I just feel a little sigh in my heart.
It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince is going to be fooled by these traitorous ministers again!
When Zhu Cihong heard the prevaricating words of the powerful officials around him, his heart became colder and colder. He could probably understand why Zhu Yuanzhang was so murderous in the first place.
Facing such officials and dignitaries, Zhu Cixiang felt that he was filled with anger and anger, and he grew evil and evil!
If he hadn't suppressed the anger in his heart and thought about the overall situation.
Otherwise, he has already summoned those royal guards and killed all the officials in front of him without leaving any trace behind!
"Your Highness, I still have two thousand taels of silver here, take it and use it! I have already begun to sell my house, let's see if we can sell it!"
Just when Zhu Cihong was very disappointed.
At this time, a voice coming from the side made Zhu Cixi stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked to the corner.
It was Fan Jingwen, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, a somewhat skinny old man.
Everyone's eyes turned to Fan Jingwen who was standing aside.
At this time, Fan Jingwen looked at Zhu Cixiang in front of him with an apologetic look in his eyes and said: "Your Highness, the last time your Majesty raised funds, I had already donated the five thousand taels of silver raised from the sale of most of the furniture. Now I have it in my hand."
There are only two thousand taels of silver left. I'm really sorry! As a minister, I can't share your worries with you..."
"No problem!"
Looking at Fan Jingwen in front of him, Zhu Cixiang's eyes showed a hint of softness.
He looked at Fan Jingwen in front of him and said: "Sir, just donate a thousand taels of silver. You still have a large family to support! When the intruders retreat, you will have to come out and take charge of the overall situation!"
This Lord Fan is no ordinary person.
During the Jiashen Revolution, Lord Fan left a suicide note and decisively jumped into the well and committed suicide.
Strong!
And loyal! This is the kind of minister Zhu Cixiang wants.
"Now that the situation is extremely critical, what's the point of staying with these two thousand taels of silver??"
Fan Jingwen said to Zhu Cixiang in front of him with a determined expression.
Zhu Cixiang looked at Fan Jingwen in front of him with some emotion.
At this time, Li Yuzhi, the Minister of Civil Service, also stood up and said with a serious face to Zhu Cixiang in front of him: "Your Highness, I will donate five thousand taels of silver! This is the entire wealth of the old minister! This time we must defeat the thieves!"
Zhu Cixiang nodded, feeling slightly emotional in his heart.
I have to say that in the late Ming Dynasty, although there were many treacherous ministers, there were still loyal ministers like Li Yuzhi, Li Banghua, and Fan Jingwen.
All I can say is, let’s each have a part!
Just when Zhu Cixiang was sighing in his heart.
"Your Highness, I will donate one thousand taels!"
"Five hundred!"
"I already donated all my family property last time. I really have no choice this time. I can only donate fifty taels this time... This is already my entire net worth."
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Zhu Cixiang looked at the people talking next to him with a serious face, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said slowly: "Okay, everyone, write down the amount of your pledge, and then we can start the banquet!"
The Jin Yiwei next to him handed the prepared account books to the surrounding officials, eunuchs, and businessmen. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, with a hint of hesitation in their eyes.
After just a slight hesitation, these people wrote down a number that was neither more nor less.
"Okay! The banquet is open!"
After watching everyone around him basically finish writing their names and pledge amounts, Zhu Cixiang said directly to everyone without saying anything.
Everyone, you look at me and I look at you. There is a hint of hesitation in the eyes, and they haven't moved their chopsticks for a while.
"What? Looking down on me?"
Zhu Cixiang looked at the many officials around him calmly and said coldly.
The expressions of the officials and wealthy businessmen next to them suddenly changed.
He quickly started to pick up the bean sprouts and stuffed them into his mouth.
But as soon as he stuffed a chopstick of bean sprouts into his mouth, these wealthy businessmen and corrupt officials were stunned.
A salty and bitter taste instantly spread from the tip of the tongue to the brain.
"For every porridge and meal, remember that it is not easy to get there; half a thread, half a thread, always remember that material resources are difficult. The current situation is difficult, so don't waste food!"
Zhu Cixiang looked at the corrupt officials around him with a smile in his eyes.
Everyone who was about to spit it out could only forcefully swallow the bean sprouts in their mouths.
Looking at such a large pot of bean sprouts in front of them, the expressions of these people suddenly turned bitter.
"You have to finish it all, don't waste it!"
Zhu Cixiang looked at the people in front of him with a smile in his eyes.
Although these corrupt officials think bean sprouts are salty, bitter and astringent, those veterans who are used to living a hard life don't think so.
They really started to eat, a bowl of rice with bean sprouts, and they finished it quickly.
The rice on the table was limited, and these veterans ate it very quickly. Soon, the rice on the table was basically finished.
"Your Highness, I have eaten my fill! Please leave now."
Fan Jingwen, who was standing next to him, waited for several veterans to finish eating, then bowed slightly to Zhu Cixiang and saluted.
"Well! Send some old ministers to you!"
Zhu Cixiang smiled and said to the several Jinyi guards on the side.
Next to him, the Jin Yiwei walked up to the old minister and helped several old ministers out of the door.
"I'm full too!"
At this time, an official next to him also quickly said to Zhu Cixiang in front of him.