"Governor!"

"Governor!"

"Governor!"

When Zhang Zhun came to Jinan City, he was warmly welcomed by the people.

Of course, these so-called people are representatives selected by Zhu Dadian. There is not a single poor family, all of them are Jinan City and the surrounding gentry. The place where both sides meet is of course in the conference hall of the Dewang Mansion. As the political, economic and cultural center of Shandong Province, the history of Jinan City does not need to be described anymore. Those who can appear in the Dewang Mansion are naturally well-known figures. The representatives of the gentry in Jinan Palace are gathered together, with a large number of people, with more than 200 people.

King De and King Heng were both there, and they were still sitting in the upper position. However, Zhang Zhun did not salute them at all, nor even had basic greetings. In fact, he did not salute anyone. Everyone knew that he was not in the same way as the court, and was a thief who everyone knew. Other officials in Shandong had to salute Zhang Zhun in a regular manner. There was no way, they had to ask for help! They wanted to survive and save themselves, and Zhang Zhun was the only support.

The information from the court was that Hong Chengchou and Lu Xiangsheng had led their troops from the Central Plains to the north and entered Baoding Prefecture in Northern Zhili, on the west side of Zhending Prefecture, echoing each other with Xuanda, Liaodong and the capital. It was said that it was possible to attack the Tartars. However, everyone knew that the legend was a legend and would never become true. Before, the Tartars went south twice, and the official army did not have the courage to attack the Tartars, let alone this time.

Since the Tartars crossed the Great Wall, the court has not dispatched any troops to Shandong. Even the King of Lu in Yanzhou Prefecture has used his power to detain a considerable amount of troops in the Lu Palace. The reinforcements from Nanzhili did not set off. The Caoding retreated to Huai'an Prefecture. Obviously, no reinforcements will arrive in Shandong. Zhu Dadian was desperate and had to come to Zhang Zhun.

Zhu Dadian said loudly: "I specially invited the Governor to assist Jinan City's defense. I won't say anything extra. Now, please tell us a few words."

Zhang Zhun glanced at everyone and said coldly: "I'm here to ask for silver."

The audience was silent, with all kinds of expressions.

No matter what anyone wanted to say before, he was suppressed by Zhang Zhun's sudden sentence. I'm here to ask for money... What does this mean? We all know that you are not working for free, but you have to charge fees. As long as you keep Jinan City, you will definitely be paid in the future. However, you don't have to say it so nakedly. Everyone is civilized, and it would be so embarrassing to mention A Duwu in public.

Zhu Dadian hurriedly smoothed out the situation and said, "This... everyone, we need to work together to overcome difficulties together. Please give money and strength to everyone here. The Hu Ben Army came to kill the Tartars, and we should support it with all our strength."

King Heng Zhu Youque was expelled twice by Zhang Zhun, and was a little inexplicably afraid of Zhang Zhun. He happened to see Zhang Zhun's gaze, as if it was falling on him. He immediately said, "I am willing to donate 800 taels of silver."

Zhang Zhun raised his eyebrows gently.

Eight hundred taels of silver!

What a big deal!

He has raised himself to the level of the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

However, Zhang Zhun said nothing, just listened expressionlessly.

Since King Heng had spoken, King De had no choice but to speak. He said with a serious expression: "I am willing to donate one thousand taels of silver."

Zhang Zhun's eyebrows raised slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

When the other gentry saw that the two princes set an example, they actively pledged. Judging from their expressions, one was more generous than the other, as if they were all for Zhang Zhun's face. The amount seemed to be quite large. The most were 700 taels, and the least were fifty taels. In the end, all of them were calculated, which was about 13,300 taels.

Zhu Dadian's face looked a little weird. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Subconsciously, he felt that something was going to be a bad thing. So many people donated more than 10,000 taels of silver, and he really regarded Zhang Zhun as a beggar. It would be strange if Zhang Zhun didn't get angry for a while.

Who would have thought that Zhang Zhun just nodded thoughtfully, said nothing, rose up, and walked outside. The gentry behind him, look at me, and I look at you, but I don’t know why Zhang Zhun left silently.

Zhu Dadian suddenly became anxious. If Zhang Zhun left, who else could help the defense of Jinan City? He had to take two steps quickly, come to Zhang Zhun, and said tactfully: "Zhang... Governor, why are you leaving?"

Zhang Zhun said casually: "I'm sorry, I can't defend Jinan City, so I'll say goodbye."

Zhu Dadian hurriedly said, "This..."

King Heng was really anxious. He didn't care about his identity and stood up and said, "Zhang... Yulin, say something and say something. Since he is here, why leave so quickly? I have arranged a banquet and invite Governor Zhang to take his seat."

Zhang Zhun sneered and said with a sneer: "I have to leave! Everyone here is so generous. This one is one thousand taels and that one is a few hundred taels, and the amount is amazing. Do you think it is a beggar? I, Zhang Zhun, have little property, so I don't want this donation, so I'd better leave it to those in need."

Zhu Dadian hurriedly said, "Then tell me... what kind of quota is more suitable? As long as it is something we can afford, everyone will donate actively. Look, this is not something we rarely contacted and lack understanding before!"

Zhang Zhun raised five fingers with a cold expression.

Zhu Dadian took a breath and said with little certainty: "Each person has five thousand taels?"

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "Fifty times!"

Zhu Dadian didn't react for a moment and said a little confused: "What fifty times?"

Zhang Zhun glanced across and said coldly: "The amount of money donated by everyone has increased by fifty times in the amount of pledged just now."

Zhu Dadian immediately took a breath of air conditioning and was speechless.

Everyone else took a breath and said nothing.

Fifty times!

God! Zhang Zhun dares to speak!

If everyone increases fifty times, it will be six or seven hundred thousand silver!

Everyone present is knowledgeable, and no one has ever seen it? He has seen shameless people asking for money, but he has never seen such shameless people. He took out 600,000 taels of silver from Jinan City. Do you really think Jinan City is a gold warehousing silver mine? No one's silver fell from the sky, so why give it to you?

Sure enough, someone couldn't help saying, "You... Zhang Zhun! You don't want money like this! Fifty times, do you think our money is stolen?"

The other gentry were also excited and accused Zhang Zhun of being wrong. When it came to money issues, the king of heaven had nothing to say. Even if they knew that Zhang Zhun was capable, they were a bit vicious, and at this time they could not bear Zhang Zhun's lion's mouth wide open.

Zhang Zhun said nothing, listened quietly without expression.

King De had experienced Zhang Zhunli's greatness and hurriedly made gestures to calm all the gentry. After the gentry finished speaking, they began to feel a little scared. Who is Zhang Zhun? This guy is not easy to mess with! Everyone was so happy just now that they were afraid that the root of disaster had been planted. Many people secretly regretted that they were talking too much just now and talk nonsense.

There was no obvious expression on Zhang Zhun's face, and slowly walked to the rich businessman who was speaking first, and said casually: "What's your name?"

The man was stared at by Zhang Zhun's eyes and trembled for no reason. He took two steps back and said calmly: "I... the villain Zhang Daquan."

Zhang Zhun said calmly: "Zhang Daquan? It's my own family!"

Zhang Daquan didn't understand what Zhang Zhun meant, so he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He felt his calves tremble a little. He tried his best to calm himself down, but he didn't expect that instead, he trembled even harder. In the end, cold sweat appeared on his forehead. The family opposite him was really a little scary.

Nonsense, is it scary? That's the master who reaps the heads of the Tartars! He has at least tens of thousands of Tartars' lives on his hands! Since the Great Jin Dynasty launched a war with the Ming Dynasty, the total number of Tartars destroyed by the Ming Dynasty seems to be less than half of the Tartars he destroyed, and maybe even less than 30%. Even the vicious Tartars were cut by him, let alone others?

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "Do you know what consequences will be after the city is broken?"

Zhang Daquan stammered: "I don't know."

Zhang Zhun sneered slightly and said indifferently: "I don't know? That's all right."

After saying that, I won’t say anything more.

Zhu Dadian said with a wry smile: "Governor, please just say something. As long as it is something we can accept, we will accept it...but, this fifty times... can you discuss it?"

Zhang Zhun said disapprovingly: "There is nothing to say. Let's wait until you see the power of the Tartars. Is it a lot of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver? I don't take it seriously yet!"

After saying that, he patted his sleeves and turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhu Dadian was really anxious this time and hurriedly shouted to the back: "Everyone! Do you want to learn from Dengzhou City? It is better to lose money and eliminate disasters than to lose money and lose money?"

Everyone present suddenly looked darker.

Dengzhou City was captured by the Tartars, and the Han people in the city were expelled to Liaodong and became slaves of the Tartars. The wealthy families who fled to Dengzhou City for refuge all suffered murder, which they knew. If Jinan City was the same, none of them could escape. As slaves, there was still a way out, but they might be killed by the Tartars, and there was no place to seek justice.

Everyone felt chill when they thought that they were very likely to turn from a master to a slave, or even become a masterless soul from then on. Especially the two princes, their faces changed drastically. They were princes of the Ming Dynasty. If they fell into the hands of the Tartars, what fate would be waiting for them? They could even think of it with their butts. King Heng was expelled twice by Zhang Zhun, and he had a deep understanding. If he had lost his life, what would he still need money to do?

However, they were really unwilling to give away the white silver taels. Why should they take their own silver to others? The greed of the gentry in the Ming Dynasty and the wealth-guarding slaves are famous all over the world. It would be too easy for you, Zhang Zhun, to take money from our pockets in just one sentence. Even if the emperor asked us to donate, we would be the same number - it would definitely not exceed one thousand taels!

Zhang Zhun didn't say anything, just sneered.

Want me to be a gunman? Protect your safety? No money, no talk! You are not my people at all! I still want to kill someone and search the house!

It was as best as Dengzhou City. All the wealth was concentrated by the Tartars, and then it fell into the hands of the Tiger Army. Zhang Zhun had enough confidence that if Jinan City was captured, the wealth of Jinan City would not be taken away by the Tartars.

Among all the people present, King De's status is the most noble and hesitant. King De can naturally take out 50,000 taels of silver. Compared with the city and the family is destroyed, 50,000 taels of silver is nothing. The problem is that if he opened this, he would not know how many people would be nagged behind his back. King De's nature naturally knew a little about the virtues of those gentry.

Other gentry basically have this kind of heart. As long as you grit your teeth, everyone can take out the money. However, no one can bear it. Even if you think that the family may be destroyed, they still don’t want to. People die for money, birds die for food, and as long as the butcher's knife has not been put on their necks, they will not give in easily.

Zhang Daquan suddenly thought of something, looked happy, and said excitedly: "If you want to give it, then the whole city will give it."

The others immediately seemed to have found a life-saving straw and shouted immediately, "Yes! Jinan City is not our own! If you want to give it, everyone will give it together!"

Zhang Daquan continued to shout: "If you have money, you can contribute! Everyone must contribute!"

Zhang Zhun nodded indifferently and said nothing.

Zhu Dadian looked at Zhang Zhun hesitantly, looking forward to Zhang Zhun's decision.

Zhang Zhun said lightly: "Then let the people in the city vote!"

Zhu Dadian frowned and said, "How to vote?"

Zhang Zhun said casually: "It's simple! In my name, we will hold a mass meeting! The Xijiao venue is so big, and there is no problem at all. Now I will post the announcement and hold the meeting tomorrow morning, and I will preside over it myself!"

Zhu Dadian rumbling in his mind and suddenly felt something was wrong.

After all, he was not a fool, and he could hear Zhang Zhun’s true meaning at once.

Oops!

Zhang Zhun didn’t ask for money at all!

He wants to incite the people in Jinan City to get up and cause trouble!
Chapter completed!