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In the evening, Yuan Ying sat at the table and counted the banknotes in his hand. The more he counted, the happier he became. A full ten thousand taels, if one penny was worth two buns, how many buns could this buy? He couldn't calculate it, he couldn't calculate it at all...

Looking at the thick banknotes in her hand, she didn't mind letting Murong Xuanyi misunderstand her twice more. Everything would be easy once she got the banknotes.

Yuan Ying suddenly had an idea, and soon she came to the front hall holding a box with the word "fundraising" written on it.

The group was puzzled when they saw Yuan Ying holding a box. Yuan Ying handed the box to County Magistrate Wei and said, "When one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid. Natural disasters are ruthless, but there is love in the world!

Now that Zhuang County is suffering from the plague, I hope everyone will work together to fight the epidemic! Lord Wei, I will give you all my money. This is 10,000 silver coins. Please accept it on behalf of the people of Zhuang County. "

Then he blinked at Magistrate Wei.

Magistrate Wei understood and said loudly: "On behalf of the people of Zhuang County, I would like to thank Mr. Yuan for his kindness." Then he put all the banknotes into the box.

Murong Xuanyi really didn't expect that Yuan Ying, who loved money so much, would actually spend all the 12,000 taels of silver he had just earned from him.

Murong Xuanyi was completely confused about this man. He smiled helplessly and said to Fang Yang: "I will also donate 10,000 taels."

When the others saw this, they thought they would not be allowed to leave the table if they did not donate. The imperial doctors and Lord Zhang and Lord Cui had no choice but to donate generously.

Seeing this, Fang Yang and Jiang Chong each donated two hundred taels of their own private money.

Magistrate Wei looked at the heavy banknotes in his hand with tears in his eyes and said, "On behalf of the people of Zhang County, I would like to thank Your Highness, Mr. Yuan, and all the gentlemen."

Yuan Ying helped County Magistrate Wei up and said, "Don't be so hasty to thank me. This is only a part of it. I promise that all my rewards will be donated to the people of Zhuang County.

First, write the donation lists on paper and post them on the city gate, calling on all businessmen, wealthy families, officials and other wealthy people to donate their love.

You tell everyone that the one who showed the most love, the prince came to visit in person, this is a matter of honor for the family. "

Everyone present was incredulous when they heard that Yuan Ying was going to donate all the reward money. Is there really someone in this world who doesn't love money? Then why did he risk his life to come to Zhuang County?

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying with even greater shock and guilt: he was a man of integrity and integrity, with a pure heart, yet he suspected such a person to be a spy. He was narrow-minded after all.

Yuan Ying smiled at Murong Xuanyi and said, "I hope Your Majesty won't mind."

Murong Xuanyi was speechless. This brat was going to sell himself out. But this was indeed a good idea, which would reduce the burden on the court.

Murong Xuanyi said to Yuan Ying lovingly, "As you wish!"

County Magistrate Wei wiped away his tears and happily went out with the donation box. The people of Zhuang County were not only saved, but also saw a new dawn.

Yuan Ying looked at County Magistrate Wei's departing back. Although he was not capable enough, he was definitely an upright and honest official.

He is much better than that idiot county magistrate of Ning'an County. Hey! idiot county magistrate! How could I have forgotten about him?

Yuan Ying said to Murong Xuanyi: "Your Majesty, there has been a spirit of unity and struggle since ancient times.

Now that Zhuang County is hit by an epidemic, could the prince order the surrounding counties and cities to lend a helping hand first, especially the Ning'an County government next door, which is magnificently built with carved railings and jade bricks, and the county magistrate is strong and kind-hearted.

I think the people of Ning'an County live and work in peace and contentment, and have enough food and clothing. Such a talented county magistrate should be a kind person. He will definitely donate money on behalf of the people of Zhuang County."

The other people's eyelids twitched when they heard this. Wasn't this obviously asking the prince to investigate the county magistrate?

Murong Xuanyi also heard the hidden meaning and said to Fang Yang: "Take my token and go to Ning'an County with Lord Zhang."

When Lord Zhang heard this, his heart trembled and he immediately knelt down: "I obey your command!"

Yuan Ying had already silently prayed for the dog county magistrate in his heart, hoping that he would die early. Otherwise, he would die miserably...

The others were silently thinking in their hearts whether they had offended Yuan Ying in the past few days. If they had, they would have to burn incense to Yuan Ying quickly, otherwise they would die one day without knowing how.

Originally, I just wanted to do some good deeds for Zhuang County quietly. But it is better to do good deeds by yourself than by others. Yuan Ying enjoyed this meal the most.

After returning to the room, Yuan Ying packed up and prepared to go out to the street. When he went out, he ran into Murong Xuanyi. Yuan Ying frowned and said, "My Lord, is there something wrong?"

Murong Xuanyi said calmly: "Nothing, I'll go to the street with you."

Yuan Ying thought: Why do I have to supervise it personally? Yuan Ying still gave Murong Xuanyi a mask. The two of them looked particularly funny wearing homemade masks.

Especially Murong Xuanyi felt very uncomfortable wearing a mask and felt like he had difficulty breathing, but he didn't want to refuse Yuan Ying's kindness.

Murong Xuanyi's men were responsible for spraying the old man's special disinfectant on the streets. There were still very few passers-by. At the county gate, County Magistrate Wei was promoting fundraising, and there were a few people wearing masks watching.

Yuan Ying saw that this was not going to work, as the people watching were all poor people. Yuan Ying stepped forward and said, "Sir Wei, if these wealthy people don't come out to collect donations, the effect won't be achieved. You can write a donation invitation and send it directly to their houses."

Magistrate Wei said with some embarrassment: "This is not a good idea. Isn't this obviously asking for money?" Fundraising is a voluntary thing, so how can you go to someone's house and force them to do so?

Yuan Ying rolled his eyes and said, "You are the parent official of this place. A good parent official should care for the people as if they were his own children. This is called 'loving the people as one's own children'.

When the rights and interests of the people are harmed, a good local official should protect them. This is called "serving the people."

"Parent official" is a kind of praise given to you by the people. While you enjoy this praise from the people, you should also bear your due responsibilities.

In order to keep your people alive, why can't you ask for money? "

After hearing what Yuan Ying said, County Magistrate Wei felt ashamed and said quickly, "I am stupid. Thank you for your guidance, Master Yuan."

After that, he began to write donation invitations to the merchants, officials, and wealthy families in each town and village.

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying's brilliant eyes and said:

"After the plague here is over, I will recommend you to be an official in Beijing. You will definitely be a good official." Murong Xuanyi believed it sincerely.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ying directly refused: "No, I will go back to the mountains and forests to be a hunter after the plague here is over."

Yuan Ying didn't want to be an official in the capital. He had seen a lot of intrigues in ancient times in history books.

Compared to calculating and plotting all day long, she still prefers to live a simple life. Hunting, farming, and a life of working from sunrise to sunset are what she yearns for.

I originally wanted to earn some reward money and find a job as a parasite, but now it seems that I am not born to be a parasite.

Murong Xuanyi felt a little disappointed. He didn't expect him to refuse so straightforwardly. But it didn't matter. There was still a long way to go. He would always find a way to get him to return to Beijing with him.

As the evening clouds gradually dispersed and the sun set, the two of them walked side by side on the quiet street.

The sunset glow fell on the two of them, making their shadows intertwine like a perfect pattern.