The famous painters in Jicheng have been worth a hundred times more than their wealth during this period. They need to draw a large number of billboards, and then they are raising them up every minute. Now the construction team has already set up iron racks and is waiting for them to take out their works.

Just as Jicheng was still talking about this grand auction, another more shocking news spread rapidly in the political and business worlds of Jicheng.

The three princesses set up a charity foundation. As the name suggests, this institution that is still very novel in the eyes of the Han people is naturally charitable. In the past few years, it has been normal for the three princesses to use their private money to do good deeds. It is not surprising that they have set up special institutions to do such things. Over the years, the Han Dynasty under Gaoyuan rule has been immune to novel institutions that they have never heard of, and it is no wonder.

What makes Jicheng's people crazy is that the date of establishment of the charity foundation is scheduled to be held on the first night of the ceremony and will be held in the form of a banquet, but there are only 200 invitations. There are more than 2,000 people who want to attend this banquet. Because of the ceremony, almost all the identities of all counties and counties in the Han Dynasty gathered here. Getting invitations is a symbol of identity. It is a simple assumption that if two businessmen in the same industry get invitations and the other does not, the other will inevitably be one head higher in the years of competition.

The person who sent the invitation was Mei Pu, the eldest son of the president of the Central Bank of Dahan.

Immediately, Mei Pu's mansion in Jicheng also suffered the same fate as Huo Xiaolin, the Minister of the Propaganda Department some time ago, and it was even worse than Huo Xiaolin. Those who had the courage to climb Huo Xiaolin's sect were naturally top figures in the Han Dynasty. But there were more people who had the courage to come to Mei Pu.

During those days, among some people in Jicheng, the greetings for meeting each other were no longer eaten, but did you get the invitation? Of course, those wealthy families don’t have to worry about this, and Mei Pu will naturally deliver the invitation to them. What they really compete for is those who are neither up nor down.

The outside was fighting for the invitation, but the inside of the palace was also busy. Gao Yuan sat at the small table with a wry smile, watching his three wives rumbling through boxes and cabinets in the house, finding out everything they thought was meaningful.

"Brother, you won't have the chance to go to the battlefield to fight anyway. Should you just sell that armor? Instead of putting it in the palace, it's better to sell it for some good deeds, okay?" Ye Jing'er asked.

"Okay, okay" Gao Yuan nodded. The armor was his first pair of armor, and it was given to him by Zhang Shubao, the second son of the prefect of western Liaoning. It was accompanied by him for several years. The armor was covered with scars. Although it was not good, it was always treasured by Gao Yuan.

"Wei Yuan. bring the armor." Ye Jing'er waved her hand and shouted loudly.

"The big sword and the military baton will be sold too."

"Okay, I'll sell it. Anyway, I won't have a chance to go to the battlefield in the future, so I won't be upset if I don't see it." Gao Yuan waved his hands repeatedly.

Ye Jing'er smiled with her lips and waved her hand. These two things immediately joined the ranks of auction. In the past two years, under Gao Yuan's suggestion, she has begun to do some charity. In her opinion, this is also a contribution to Gao Yuan's reputation, but there is a big problem that has troubled her, that is, there is not enough money.

She used to think that the light of the great man had shone in every corner, because the current great man appeared outside, and the world was prosperous. But when she began to come into contact with the industry of charity, when she walked out of the palace and walked among the crowd in need, she truly realized that even if the sun was bright, there were dark corners that could not be shining. Even if she just walked around Jicheng, what she saw shocked her.

This is also one of the reasons why she is truly determined to devote herself to charity. When she wanted to solve these problems on her own, she realized that even if she was the princess and the hostess of this kingdom, many problems were not something she could solve. What she could do was to do her best to help these people.

Not enough money is Ye Jinger's most intuitive feeling.

When she talked about this issue with great distress to Gao Yuan, Gao Yuan told her that a person's power is limited. If you can set up an institution and reunite more people around you, and everyone will work together to solve more problems.

The first charitable foundation in Dahan was born under this circumstance.

"Brother, will the invitation be sent to those people? Well, I think I should give one to the Minister of the King of King Wang Wu. He is the Minister of Finance. We will have to ask him more support in the future." Ye Jing'er asked.

"Why are you invited to him? A poor man?" Gao Yuan smiled and said, "This charity dinner is called "We treat you, but the guests invited will be bleeding. If this guy comes, he will take a seat for nothing and can't take out a penny. He will have to eat me for nothing, so he will naturally not invite him."

Ye Jing'er was amused by Gao Yuan and laughed, "You don't like him so much, and you will not remove his official position?"

"It's one thing that I like him or not, but it's another thing that he calls incompetence. As a finance minister, he is the most suitable candidate." Gao Yuan shook his head and said: "You can't choose an official according to your own preference, but depends on whether he is suitable for this position. At least until now, I haven't found a more suitable candidate for finance minister than him."

"That's true." Ye Jing'er nodded, "I wonder how much money we can raise this time? Brother, I used to think that each of us men was very happy, but after walking in some places, I realized that this was not the case at all. This is still around Jicheng, and there are so many poor people. You can imagine how they are in those remote areas." Thinking of some of the situations she saw, Ye Jing'er felt deeply touched.

"Yes, no matter how hard we try, it is impossible to take care of everyone. There will always be forgotten people. You, the charity foundation, check for the missing items in the future."

"But even with this charity foundation, there are only a limited number of people who can help. We are so big." Ye Jing'er shook her head and sighed.

"You are just the beginning, and I believe more people will do this in the future." Gao Yuan stroked Ye Jinger's shoulders, "Although you can only help some people, you can play a demonstration role."

"Yes, there are so many rich people in our great men." Ye Jing'er nodded in agreement, "I really didn't expect that you could sell 1.02 million yuan with a naming right. Those maritime merchants are really rich. This time Mei Pu should have hired them too, right?"

"Of course, I will definitely invite you." Gao Yuan smiled and said, "In the future, the maritime merchants will become the richest group of people in this country. But I am looking forward to how much money you can raise this time."

As the couple was talking, Zhiyuan ran in all the way, carrying a few items in his hand, "Father, Mother." Gao Zhiyuan put the things in his hand on the table, "The Second Empress said that we all want to sell some things, and the money we sell them will be used to help the poor. This is my share."

Gao Yuan glanced at him and said, "Good guy, what Zhiyuan brought was some of his most treasured things. One of the scimitars inlaid with a huge gem was the treasure that Kou Shuguang brought to him when he was abroad. They were usually his favorite things."

"You can't bear to give up your knife?" Gao Yuan smiled as he played with the knife.

"My mother often has troubled her lack of money, and once I went out with her and saw that some people were so pitiful, so I also had to contribute to the Han Kingdom." Eight-year-old Gao Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at his father and said.

Gao Yuan laughed loudly and picked up his son, "Good son, I can actually think about sharing my worries for my parents. It seems that you have made some progress in studying now. It's good, good. This knife will definitely be sold at a good price."

"Of course" Gao Zhiyuan said proudly, then glanced at Gao Yuan's dark and inconspicuous military sting on the table, and said disdainfully: "Father, you are so stingy. Isn't this just an ordinary knife? How much money can it be sold? Who would want it? And this ragged armor, do you have the nerve to take it out?"

This sentence made everyone in the house laugh.

"Son, believe it or not, the price of this military sect you look down on is at least ten times that of your knife." Gao Yuan smiled.

"I don't believe it." Gao Zhiyuan shook his head and said.

"Son, you have to remember that sometimes the preciousness of things is not the thing itself, but other values ​​attached to it." Gao Yuan said with a smile. "For example, your knife may be worth one thousand taels of silver, but because you have been playing with since childhood, it may be worth five thousand taels, because you are the prince of the Han Kingdom. Do you understand?"

Gao Zhiyuan nodded without understanding.

Gao Yuan stood up and stroked the ragged armor next to him, "This armor, the first armor I had when my father was not yet developed, accompanied me through the most difficult years. Every scar on it was his medal. If it weren't for your mother's charity fund, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out because he contains my memory, son, this is the most valuable one, because he is the only one and cannot be copied."

"Brother, you can't bear to let go of this, forget it, I won't want it." Looking at Gao Yuan's expression, Ye Jing'er suddenly felt a little sad. Gao Yuan's words also reminded her of the difficult years back then.

"No, sell it, let them use their remaining energy to make more contributions to the people of the Han Dynasty. If they really have a spirit, they will be happy." Gao Yuan waved his hand and said loudly. It will not be continued.
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