Qin Feng simply sat on the edge of the stands, with his legs hanging outside, swinging leisurely, smiling and looking at the people present: "It's noisy, why don't you stop making noise? I like to watch the excitement the most, keep going, don't stop. "
Everyone present was a prominent figure in the capital.
He was actually played like a monkey by Qin Feng. Apart from being angry, he was also ashamed.
Li Rui and Qin Feng have been fighting wits and courage so far, and they can be regarded as having "actual combat experience." He immediately added fuel to the fire: "Qin Feng, who in the entire Kyoto doesn't know about the bad things you have done? It is simply a shame for the children of the capital! You You don’t deserve to call yourself a kid from the capital at all, you are just a market villain!”
As soon as this statement came out, everyone nodded in agreement.
Just when everyone thought that Qin Feng would be ashamed of himself and find a crack in the ground to crawl in, they saw Qin Feng laughing, and his smile was called "sincere".
"Well said, thank you!" Qin Fengchong expressed his sincere gratitude to Li Rui.
The scene was quiet again, and everyone looked at each other, feeling that Qin Feng must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Otherwise, why would he turn around and say thank you after being scolded by Li Rui like this? This guy is not only stupid, but also shameless to a certain extent.
Li Rui flicked his sleeves and hummed: "It seems that you are self-aware and know that you are a villain!"
Qin Feng was even more happy. He seemed to be very happy with the nickname of "villain in the market". He was so beautiful that everyone at the scene was puzzled. Could it be that this guy couldn't tell the difference between good and bad words? What a madman!
Under the disdainful and puzzled gazes of everyone, Qin Feng seemed to have received a great compliment and said happily: "You are a good little man in the market. As the saying goes, the king is a boat and the people are water. Water can carry a boat and also capsize it. . It is a great honor for me to be able to mingle with the people of the world. Or do you think the word 'market' is a derogatory term?"
As soon as this was said, the scene fell into silence.
Even though everyone present considers themselves "superior", they can only imagine this kind of thing in their hearts and cannot say it out loud, otherwise it will only cause trouble for themselves in this turbulent time.
Everyone was in disbelief. Qin Feng was so good at taking advantage of loopholes, especially when it came to chewing words, which made people even more indignant and fearful.
At this moment, Qin Feng put away his smile, stood up slowly, and announced loudly: "Since everyone feels that I am not worthy of being a disciple of the capital, and am only worthy of being among the common people, then I will accept it. All the officials and officials are above me, Naturally, you disdain to associate with common people like us, so how can we force you? I am Qin Feng, a mere commoner in Kyoto."
There was one person at the scene who reacted quickly, his face changed 180 degrees, and he smiled apologetically: "Hahaha, that's good. Like Mr. Qin, I'm just a commoner in Kyoto."
These officials' sons and daughters, who sincerely looked down on common people, suddenly changed their faces and loudly supported the word "common people".
Li Rui's face turned red and white, and the raging fire he had finally raised was extinguished by Qin Feng with just one word.
Li Rui was unwilling to give in and shouted: "Qin Feng, you haven't made it clear about the clothing purification ceremony yet, what exactly do you want to do!"
Everyone also quickly changed the topic.
"Yes, Qin Feng, what do you want to do?"
"If nothing happens, I'll leave soon."
Qin Feng then took two steps forward unsteadily, asked Qin Xiaofu to move the table, find paper and pen, then glanced at everyone present, and said unhurriedly: "Nowadays, there is a national crisis, and natural and man-made disasters occur frequently in many places. , the national treasury cannot make ends meet, it must be very difficult, and you all know it."
"This ritual of purifying clothes is, firstly, to burn incense to show one's ambitions, and secondly, to select young generals to join the army. Although it is far from us. But as the saying goes, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. Naturally, we, aspiring people, must use it. This clothing purification ceremony is a contribution of one’s own efforts.”
"My Majesty, Qin Feng, calls on you all to donate actively. Three to five hundred taels is not too little, and one hundred and eighty thousand taels is not too much. In addition to holding the cleansing ceremony, the remaining funds raised will fill the national treasury. Moreover, Everyone who donates will have their names recorded in a register, which will be available to the saints during the purification ceremony to remember their contributions."
As soon as they heard "donation", everyone immediately became silent.
Everyone finally understands that Qin Feng is trying to extort money again!
Li Rui originally thought that Qin Feng would use some clever tricks, but he didn't expect that it would be this unattractive way to raise money? Raise your grandma!
Seeing the hesitation of all the disciples, Li Rui quickly came out to take the lead, pretending to be ashamed and said: "What Mr. Qin said is absolutely true, but it's a pity that he is shy in his pocket, and he really has more than enough ambition but not enough power."
With Li Rui taking the lead, the children present naturally no longer hesitated and expressed that it was impossible to donate money, and that they would never be able to donate money in this life.
Li Rui was secretly proud. As long as he was around, Qin Feng couldn't even raise a penny!
Qin Feng had long expected this outcome. After all, these dandy boys were very happy to spend hundreds and thousands of taels on finding flowers and flowers, but it was extremely difficult for them to use the money to support the country.
Qin Feng was not in a hurry. He turned around and posted the paper in his hand on the wall. Only then did everyone realize that it was actually filled with names densely written on it. For a while, they could not stop hearing the sounds of surprise.
"Why is my name on it?"
"When did Qin Feng record my name?"
"Could it be that when this guy sent Lin Quqi to call people from door to door, he had already registered them?!"
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Qin Feng took a writing brush and drew a big red cross on Li Rui's name. He smiled and said, "Since Mr. Li is so shy and unable to do anything, I will naturally not force him." .”
After saying that, Qin Feng ignored Li Rui's reaction and scanned the list to find his name: "Since I am a fundraiser, I naturally have to take the lead, so I will donate 50,000 taels of silver in my own name. , although it is a meager effort, I hope that the beam will last forever."
As he spoke, Qin Feng wrote the four crooked words "fifty thousand taels" under his name.
Then he turned around and looked at everyone present with a smile, and his eyes suddenly fixed on a young man: "Isn't this the young master of the Lu family? Mr. Lu is a doctor in the Ministry of Rites. I wonder how much Mr. Lu plans to donate? If you don't want to donate, there is no need to force it."
Qin Feng pointed the brush directly at Master Lu's name, preparing to draw it out with a red cross.
Master Lu's face turned pale and he swallowed with great difficulty. This list was to be given to a saint for review. If his name was crossed out, wouldn't it be disgusting to the saint?
At that time, this list will be "evidence" and will definitely leave an indelible stain on my father's career.
How could Master Lu dare to hesitate? He quickly called Qin Feng: "Master Qin, wait a minute, I...I didn't say I wouldn't donate. For the sake of the beam, I will donate...20,000 taels..."
Young Master Lu almost cried. He had twenty thousand taels of silver, but he had no choice but to spend the whole year in order to keep his father's official career clean.
Qin Feng quickly marked the donation amount under Master Lu's name and expressed great appreciation: "As expected of Master Lu, he really understands the righteousness. I think the saint will be very happy when he sees Master Lu's son caring about Daliang so much."
Having said this, even though everyone kept greeting Qin Feng's ancestors in their hearts, they could only force a smile on their faces and donate money enthusiastically.
For a moment, Qin Feng's cheerful voice echoed in Zuixian Tower...
