Therefore, in order to let the courtiers dig into their pockets, the four of Zhao Wujiang deliberately walked slowly in front while discussing the war situation and political affairs.
As expected, many courtiers followed behind, listened silently, and then joined the discussion.
As the discussion became more and more intense and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, Zhao Wujiang instructed the two officials beside him to propose a banquet. With the support of some officials, the banquet was decided.
After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, the wine suppressed some restraints in the mind, and the courtiers also spoke freely.
At this time, someone needs to take the lead and stir up the atmosphere.
Liu Zhe first "appeared to speak out", Dugu Yihe made another impassioned speech, and Lin Ruhai followed.
When some courtiers saw that the three big men had donated money, and those who wanted to contribute money, they would make generous donations, whether it was out of excitement in their hearts or out of wanting to curry favor with the three big men. Words, money, people, etc.
There are also some courtiers who are in a herd mentality and are coerced by everyone's actions. There are many of them. The atmosphere has been heightened to this point. I can't be indifferent and do nothing, right?
So he also took out his wallet.
As for the remaining courtiers, even if they don't want to contribute money or help, everyone has expressed their intention. It's their turn, so they can't escape, right? Wouldn’t that mean that you don’t fit in with others and will be ostracized?
Therefore, when this banquet begins, everyone will be manipulated and will use their own strength.
This time, there was no clear requirement to fill the treasury as before, but the courtiers knew what to do and had to do it.
The Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue writes quickly, writing down the promises of various officials in black and white. Are you afraid that they will not admit it afterwards?
Zhao Wujiang nodded with satisfaction and cast an admiring glance at the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, acknowledging his transparency.
The Secretary of the Ministry of Finance was so excited that he wrote like a god. As fast as the courtiers promised, he recorded everything as quickly as possible. Everything was detailed, and there was never a lack of supplies.
"I am very lucky to be able to work with all my colleagues, Liu Zhe!" Liu Zhe sighed in his heart when he saw that none of the courtiers ran away. There was a faint mist in his old eyes, and he looked like he was filled with tears.
Seeing Liu Zhe's sincere recognition, the courtiers returned the favor one after another, with a lot of emotions in their hearts. Some were excited, some felt it was worth it, some felt guilty and secretly felt like a villain, etc. wait.
Dugu Yihe invited everyone to raise a toast, and the courtiers began to pour wine and drink again. The smell of wine was rising, and the dinner was in full swing, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.
Compared with a few months ago, there were no more fights among the courtiers, and there was more harmony and harmony.
Zhao Wujiang drank lightly, responding to several officials who came to toast from time to time, and then he was leisurely, leaning on the soft floor.
No one made any remarks, because everyone was having fun, lying or sitting, arming each other, or humming to themselves.
Liu Zhe and Dugu Yihe whispered something again. From time to time, they looked at Zhao Wujiang, whose eyes were dim, with emotion in their hearts.
Zhao Wujiang hides his merits and fame deeply. It was Zhao Wujiang who proposed this plan to Liu Zhe and Dugu Yihe in the first place, in order to replenish the treasury for Daxia and prepare for a rainy day.
The younger generation of Daxia has not yet fully grown up, and seems to be in a state of decline, but the presence of Zhao Wujiang is now enough to make the two veterans who have devoted their whole lives to Daxia feel happy.
They treated Zhao Wujiang with more gentleness and respect, as if they were treating their favorite junior, with a little more respect among peers.
Zhao Wujiang looked leisurely and peaceful, and the fingers of his left hand tapped softly rhythmically.
I can't hear the rhythm of the percussion clearly. I don't know if it's short and long, or long and short, or long, short, and long...
If someone is familiar with Morse code, they will definitely understand that Zhao Wujiang was smiling without saying a word, saying, "I dare not forget about the country because of my humble position. The matter is determined and I still have to wait for the coffin to be closed."
