"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Two days later, on the open space at Lingqiao Wharf in Sanjiangkou, a donation banner that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world was hung on the exhibition stand. A group of people kept moving various flyers and donation boxes from the carriage and putting them on again. More than ten colorful flags were even inserted around, with various slogans for promoting donation, which seemed more lively than last time.

This time, not only were people from Xiaolongwan, but also a group of officials in green robes such as the Yin County Magistrate and the County Magistrate. The person responsible for maintaining order was a group of officers and soldiers and police officers led by the county magistrate Tong Daxiong.

Two days have passed, and Gao Zhinian’s defeat has long been rumored in Yin County.

The fact that Gao Yanei was beaten by his father spread throughout the Qingyuan Mansion and became a hot topic of discussion among hundreds of thousands of people in the Qingyuan Mansion after dinner.

The people like to hear and talk, and the officials and gentry sighed and expressed their feelings.

Anyway, this time Gao Yanei kicked the iron plate and fell into a big flaw.

It was also heard that Gao Yanei would apologize to the people of Yin County in front of Lingqiao Wharf. He would not only compensate for the 500 stagnant of money he snatched from the donation box, but also donate 1,000 taels of silver to the Ezhou frontline as military pay.

Even the new prefect Zhao Kui has made a statement to raise funds for the front line. This is a act of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and it is the righteousness of defending the country. No one is allowed to interfere or destroy it. If someone dares to act rashly, he will be severely punished.

When these news spread one after another and became clearer, it greatly stimulated and mobilized the enthusiasm of the people of Yin County.

Therefore, when the news of the fundraising again spread, thousands of people cheered and rushed to Lingqiao Wharf. Within a moment of the sound of the gong, the entire Lingqiao Wharf was already in a state of circumcision. Many ordinary people were already excited to pinch the money and coins covered with sweat and cement to express their patriotic enthusiasm.

Among the crowds of people, Zhao Qi was moved to the point of seeing such a warm scene.

Most of these onlookers were dressed with patches and their skin was dark and rough.

These are the most ordinary and the most poor people at the bottom. Most of them live a life of having a meal but not having a meal, but through their own propaganda, they still choose to spend their meager income to support the frontline War of Resistance.

Although the court was corrupt, the people's hearts were not in chaos. This was an era completely different from the civil riots and riots in the late years of other dynasties. The people of the Song Dynasty still loved this country and this land from the bottom of their hearts.

"The elders and fellow villagers of Yin County..."

Zhao Qi raised the wooden trumpet in his hand.

The onlookers quickly calmed down.

But Zhao Qi's throat was sore and he couldn't speak, his voice was a little hoarse and choked.

"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Now that the country is in trouble, in order not to be a slave to the destruction, I beg you all the fellow villagers to have money and work hard, donate money to raise military salaries to help Duke Chong and the soldiers on the front line of Ezhou. Zhao Qi, here to give thanks to everyone for Duke Chong, soldiers on the front line of Ezhou, and for the warriors of the Song Dynasty who were fighting bloody battles with Mongolia..."

Zhao Qi knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Wow~~" The onlookers were in an instant and many people squeezed forward in tears.

"Zhao Dalang is right. If you have money, you can work hard, you can work together to defend your country. Our Song Dynasty is different from the Mongolian barbarians. This donation is not a matter of one person, but a matter of all the people of Qingyuan Prefecture. Everyone says it is right!" Someone in the crowd raised his arms and shouted.

"Yes, we are here to donate money today, but we want to know when he will return the money Gao Yanei snatched back!" Another yelled in the crowd.

"Yes, Gao Yanei came out and the country was in trouble. The people donated money. He actually dared to steal the military pay he raised. If he didn't come to apologize, how dare we donate money!"

"Gao Yanei comes out~"

"Gao Lao San comes out~~"

"Come out... come out... come out..."

There were roars in the crowd, and then slowly gathered into a tide like a tsunami.

Faced with such an exciting scene, the county magistrate Cui Zhishou and county magistrate Hu Yong and other county officials who came to stand for the fundraising platform were all frightened and their faces turned pale, while a guy with bandages on his head was even more trembling and unable to stand firmly.

As the saying goes, the public is angry. He is usually arrogant when bullying men and women in the county town. After all, the impact is very small, and the bullied people dare not do anything to him. However, this time, smashing the donation box did anger everyone. Not only Zhao Kui was angry, but the thousands of people who donated money were even more angry. They felt that the money was as uncomfortable as feeding a dog.

Today Zhao Qi came to donate again, but everyone wanted to see this dandy who was usually powerful and apologizing and see his embarrassing appearance.

"A bastard, don't go out to wait for the food!" Behind Gao Yanei, a middle-aged man in his forties pushed him out.

Gao Zhinian was shameless to come and appointed his seventh brother Gao Zhixu to deal with the matter.

Gao Yanei, who was wrapped in bandages on his head and had a bruised nose and swollen face, was staggered into the open space.

"Oh~~" The crowd immediately cheered enthusiastically.

"Gao Yanei, say a few words to the fellow villagers in Yin County!" Zhao Qi stood up and stuffed the trumpet in his hand into Gao Chang's hand.

Gao Chang's face looked as ugly as constipation. He trembled and raised the trumpet. He hesitated for a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "Last time... last time I shouldn't have smashed the donation box, and I shouldn't have indulged my servants to steal the money you raised. I... I was wrong. I paid for all the money I snatched away last time. This is... this is 500 jin..."

Gao Chang took a few silver books from a blue-faced servant behind him, showed them to the surrounding viewers and then threw them into a donation box.

"And...and, my father asked me to donate another thousand taels of silver..." Gao Chang turned around and directed several servants, "Take all the silver and put them all into the donation box!"

Several servants with all bruised noses and swollen faces came over with a few wooden plates, and large pieces of silver ingots were neatly placed inside. In the autumn sun, these white silver shone with tempting light.

One thousand taels of silver with colored patterns, ordinary people will never make much money in their lifetime. Therefore, when onlookers watched several servants stuffed silver into the donation box, their anger soon began to fade away, and some people began to shiny eyes and drool.

Gao Chang donated 1,000 taels of silver and left in a mess under the escort of a group of servants. The crowd soon became lively again.

"All the elders of Yin County, I am entrusted by the magistrate to testify for this fundraising at Xiaolongwan Harbor today. From today on, these donation boxes will be protected by our county government and soldiers and police officers. No one will come to destroy them again. The enemy is in danger and the country is in danger. I also hope that you can raise military salaries and work hard for the front line like Xiaolongwan Harbor. Today's fundraising has begun. The official will set an example first and donate ten taels of silver to the front line soldiers..."

County Magistrate Cui Zhishou said a few words to the people around him, then took out a ingot of silver and went up to put it into the donation box.

"I donate ten taels too!" County Magistrate Hu Yong also donated a ingot of silver, but his face looked a little distressed.

"We are also expressing our feelings..." A group of low-level officials from the county government also stepped forward, either donating some money or money. Although they were only one or two monetary policy, they all had a scale of dozens of monetary policy.

"Scattered, the Duke of Wei also donated a thousand taels of silver to the frontline soldiers..."

Just as a group of county officials were donating money, the crowd scattered after a commotion outside. Several large and thick warriors squeezed in, two of them opened the wooden boxes, which were filled with white silver.

"Wow~~" The crowd immediately reported a burst of surprise and a warm noise.

Several warriors quickly stuffed all the silver into the donation box. One of the warriors with scars on their faces clasped their fists at Zhao Qi and said, "Zhao Dalang, the Duke of Wei invites you to have time to have tea!"

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment and quickly bowed: "Thank you for the donation of Duke Wei, and thank you for the kind invitation from Duke Wei. Zhao Qi will definitely take the time to visit!"

"Okay, goodbye!" The warrior nodded and turned around and left with a few companions. It took only three minutes to come and go without any delay.

"The Duke of Wei has donated all of them, what are we waiting for? Although the money is small, it is all our wishes. I hope that the money will be sent to the front line. Duke Chong can help us kill a few more Mongolian barbarians!" A middle-aged man standing in the circle turned around and shouted to the onlookers behind him.

"Yes, it's our turn!"
Chapter completed!