The family heads listened to the conversation between the two, feeling unknown bitterness in their hearts.
Donating tens of thousands of taels would be reasonable, and they could afford it, but hearing the princes’ words, it seems the Prince Zhan Residence donated a lot of money and grain.
If these major clans only donate a little, would they be let off?
"Moreover, don’t we still have these major clans."
Qian Jiyun didn’t care how terrible their expressions were, coldly sweeping his gaze over them.
"For the mistakes made by your clan’s children, you were able to spare no expense in money, so you’ll certainly take better care of the suffering people in the Northern Lands.
Family heads, do you agree?"
"Yes, yes."
What could the family heads say? They could only respond repeatedly in agreent.
Isn’t this practically robbery? And they dare not refuse it, preventing them from even uttering words of rejection.
Really, how did they beco entangled with these two? Had they known earlier, they’d have kept even lower profiles, what does it matter if those children live or die, it’s not crippling.
The Head of the Ye Family looked at this one, then at those, seeing their expressions were not much different from his own, he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes, and speak.
"I am willing to donate one million taels to provide so security to the people of the Northern Lands."
When he said one million taels, he nearly vomited a mouthful of old blood, the Ye Family only earns one million taels in a few years, not including the expenses within the clan.
These two princes, truly remarkable, made it impossible for them to report a lower figure.
Other family heads heard Head of the Ye Family’s words and gritted their teeth, each reporting the amount of money they would donate.
"I am donating eight hundred thousand taels."
"I am donating nine hundred thousand taels."
...
Within monts, they all finished one after another, and when the people on the ship had finished speaking, everyone’s face was as green as the wild vegetables served at the Moonlight Tavern before.
They all hoped the two princes would quickly leave the Daqing Kingdom, go anywhere—Huayan Peak, Wulong Mountain—any place would be better than staying in the Daqing Kingdom.
If they continued this a few more tis, these major clans might beco poorer than the common people!
But would Qian Jiyun care about their expressions? Naturally, he wouldn’t, instead he turned and looked at the manager.
"Have you noted it down?" An Jiuyue asked.
"In response to the Master, I have already noted down the donations the family heads wish to make, and will soon organize and send the booklet to the Ministry of Revenue." The manager replied, holding a booklet in one hand and a pen in the other.
"Hmm."
An Jiuyue nodded in satisfaction.
"Once it’s organized, give this prince a copy, and he will find ti to present it to the Emperor."
Family heads: "..."
Sending it to the Ministry of Revenue wasn’t enough, it must also be sent to the Emperor, just how little trust is there, are they afraid of them reneging and giving fewer silver coins?
Impossible, with the two princes overseeing, even if they wished to give less, they wouldn’t dare!
"Such generosity from the family heads, in return, this prince will definitely talk to the Emperor, and ask him to send you so rewards." An Jiuyue said cheerfully to the family heads.
The family heads said nothing, what could the Emperor give them? At most, hand-written words, or confer soone as Prince or Prefect, mostly conferred to won.
Now they just hope, after donating this money, there will be no further matters involving them, and the two princes will stop causing them trouble!
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