But now to say this, it is Lord Zhan and King Anyang who did this. Those two are a hundred times as powerful as their aristocratic families, and they cannot be offended. They are the masters of Huayan Jueding and Wulong Mountain.

"What can I do? The King of Anyang has already spoken, can I not answer?" The proprietor thinks he is innocent, he is the one named by the King of Anyang, okay?

"You don't take the lead yourself, oh, I took the lead in speaking, and you think I'm wrong again. If you have the ability, you can tell King Anyang yourself."

Under that circumstance, there must be someone who speaks up. Could it make the situation of the two princes cool down?

At that time, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit for them to eat.

"Then you don't need to donate so much money?" Another Patriarch also stood up.

The thought of having to take out so much money all at once made him feel a pain in the flesh. If the owner can't donate less, then they can also donate less, can't they?

"Our family has donated so much, adding up, we can't even put down the national treasury?"

Hearing this, the proprietor rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you donate one hundred and two hundred thousand taels?"

King Anyang said how much she had donated, and the Zhanwang Mansion donated every year, and then he said that he donated 100,000 to 200,000 taels? Isn't this embarrassing for King Anyang.

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All the Patriarchs were stunned without a word.

"You don't think it's okay, but you want to question me?" The owner snorted twice, and had nothing to say to these owners.

Doesn't he love his money? Those silver coins are of great use to him, a copper coin can do great things, so he is naturally reluctant to part with it.

But let's talk about that, if he is stingy, what will happen to him, everyone knows it well, right?

"Everyone, don't block me here, I have to go back to the mansion quickly to prepare the money and send it to the household department." After saying that, he turned around and left, ignoring the patriarchs who were stomping their feet in anger .

There is no way, the proprietor, the leader, has left, and the other owners have no choice but to go back to their respective homes.

"Hey, so much silver, once the upper and lower mouths touch it, it will be gone."

Patriarch Jin watched the carriages of the Patriarchs drift away, and heaved a heavy sigh.

Next to him, Patriarch Gou raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "It's worth spending money to buy peace, brother Jin, we're pretty good."

They just follow the trend and donate money, and nothing else will happen. If there is something to do, it is the owner of the business. It is not a good thing to be named by King Anyang.

"Let's go, let's go, we have to raise food."

Patriarch Jin didn't say anything else, shaking his head and talking as he walked.

"Um?"

Patriarch Gou was taken aback, and it took him a while to understand the meaning of Patriarch Jin's words.

That's right, there is a drought in the Northland, and food is the most scarce. Although King Anyang said that the food she donated is enough for the people in the Northland to eat for a year, who knows how long the drought in the Northland will last?

Therefore, these aristocratic families not only had to donate silver, but also had to take the initiative to donate some food, which was enough to give the two princes enough face.

Fortunately, Patriarch Jin mentioned it, otherwise, he hadn't thought of that level yet.

Thinking about it, he also hurried back to raise food in time, otherwise how much food can he buy if the heads of the aristocratic families who got the news raised food at the same time?

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