jdhmnovel Chapter 121 Fundraising
Chapter 121 Fundraising
Two days later, Liangzhou Prefecture
Jun Mo said to Yu Jiuer, "I will give the fundraising task to the newly appointed governor of Liangzhou, and ask him to notify officials in the northwest to raise supplies!"
"Great! This way we can be a lot more relaxed! It shouldn't be difficult to raise supplies in your name!" Yu Jiuer, who had never experienced fundraising in ancient times, was full of confidence.
However......
Reality slapped them hard in the face!
Yu Jiuer was dumbfounded and asked, "How is it possible that only a few merchants came to collect donations? It took three days to collect fifty taels? You are just sending beggars? Your Majesty, your reputation has been greatly degraded!"
Jun Mo's face was as black as the bottom of a pot!
Yu Jiuer concentrated on thinking, and when she recalled what she had heard in the restaurant over the past two days about the fundraising, she suddenly had an epiphany.
"The people must think that Prince Jing is powerful and rich, and is richer than them after all, so they will definitely not want to donate too much! It seems that in addition to asking the governor of Liangzhou to assign tasks, we have to find a gimmick!"
When Yu Jiuer said this, her eyes flickered, and Jun Mo knew at a glance that she was thinking bad things again.
"What's the gimmick?" It doesn't sound like a legitimate thing at first glance.
"It's a reason that will make them come to raise funds even if they empty their pockets!" Yu Jiuer glanced at Jun Mo beside her with a look of disdain, "I hope that your current value in the market can be squeezed out!"
This prince has become so destitute, he is no longer loved by his father and brothers, and his worth has plummeted!
Jun Mo reached out and patted her delicate forehead: "How dare you despise this king?"
"How dare I? How dare I?" Yu Jiuer quickly bowed and apologized.
I can't let my guard down just because I'm familiar with him. After all, he is a prince, and he still has some leverage over me, so I'd better be careful.
Yu Jiuer quickly offered a suggestion, "We will recruit in batches and let them compete; the top fifty in each batch...we will give appropriate rewards."
Soon, notices were posted all over the streets and alleys in the northwest: "The top fifty donors will be selected every three days: 1. Enjoy a 50% discount on the goods from Yinshan County factories; 2. Receive a folding fan signed by Prince Jing; 3. A seat at the thank-you banquet specially prepared by Prince Jing at Fengle Restaurant;
Besides, Prince Jing is still unmarried, so families with daughters of marriageable age can bring their daughters to attend. This is a good match, don’t miss it!”
As soon as the news came out, within three days, the originally deserted fundraising point began to be crowded with people.
Yu Jiuer rushed over from Fengle Restaurant and was shocked when she saw what was happening.
Merchants were holding up handfuls of silver bills and shouting loudly to make way; village chiefs were pulling ox carts to deliver rice; and common people were scrambling to get in!
What was particularly strange was the streets full of women dressed in fancy clothes. Yu Jiuer knew at a glance that they were not here for wine, but to catch Prince Jing.
I was stunned to see someone shouting, "Get out of my way! The women of our Xilefang deserve to have a drink with Prince Jing!"
The other women naturally refused to accept this and rolled up their sleeves, pushing and swearing.
For a moment, the streets were in chaos!
"Blast the streets!——"
Sure enough, the fundraising competition held every three days has surprisingly good results!
Yu Jiuer counted the money until her hands cramped.
Jun Mo wrote on the folding fan with a stern face. Seeing Yu Jiuer's sly smile, he taunted her, "Money is your only hope! If it wasn't for the purpose of resisting the Western Regions, why would I sacrifice my looks for the sake of war preparations?"
"Your Highness, you can earn a lot of money just by accompanying someone to a meal, but it doesn't mean you can sleep with them! If it were me, I would be laughing in my dreams!"
Jun Mo threw the pen away and said, "What a rotten idea! It's ok to eat and drink with me, but you also want to cripple my hand? When has my name ever been so cheap?"
"The common people just admire Your Highness and want to earn a folding fan signed by Your Highness to hang at home as a family heirloom. Please bear with me, Your Highness!" Yu Jiuer put the brush back into his hand. "Come on, for the sake of the people's safety, Your Highness must continue! Your hands are sore, right? Let me rub them for you!"
With Yu Jiuer's boot-legged operation, Jun Mo's ruffled hair was slowly smoothed out!
The fundraising campaign went smoothly. In less than a month, more than one million taels of silver had been raised, plus truckloads of supplies shipped to Yinshan County.
With so many supplies, plus the food and fodder received by the Xiguan Camp every month and the food grown by the Yulin Army itself, there will be no problem in coping with the war for about a year.
Return to Yinshan County.
Yu Jiuer thankfully said, "Fortunately, the Gray Army has been quiet these days, giving us ample opportunity to prepare!"
"It's December and the snow is raging, making it difficult to move. Naturally, they won't make any unusual moves!" Jun Mo said.
"Inconvenient to move?" Yu Jiuer's eyes flashed, and she had an idea in her mind, "If we can move freely in this kind of weather, can we strike them before the New Year?"
"The snow is so thick, how can we move freely? There is no advantage for our army to start a war now. Let's wait until the ice and snow melt!" Jun Mo's eyes were firm, and he strongly disagreed with starting a war at this time.
"No! I have a way to catch them off guard! Don't miss this opportunity!"
How could Yu Jiuer give up the opportunity to strike at the Gray Army? She had dreamed last night that those Westerners had kidnapped her babies, and she was terrified.
What if during the New Year, the Gray Army sneaked into Yinshan County and captured her babies?
What if they come over and threaten Xiguanying to hand over Prince Jing's son again? How could Jun Mo not know this?
She had to take the initiative and make them suffer a little so that they would learn their lesson and not dare to think about her son again!
Jun Mo asked unhappily, "What bad idea do you have?"
Yu Jiuer said cunningly: "We can ski over there and give them a few explosives without anyone noticing! Anyway, they don't dare to chase them out in the ice and snow, so it would be a waste if we don't fight them!"
"Skiing? I don't know how!"
Yu Jiuer searched her memory and was surprised to find that the people in Yinshan seemed to not know how to ski either.
It is freezing cold outside on snowy days. In the past, people in Yinshan would rather hibernate as soon as winter comes, so how could they even ski?
But don’t people in Beijing know how to ski?
The good boy Jun Mo didn’t even have a happy childhood of skiing?
"What's that look in your eyes? Is it pitiful that I can't ski?"
Yu Jiuer shook her head like a rattle. She would never admit it even if she died. Her heart suddenly hurt for a moment.
Fortunately, her babies were not in the palace.
Jun Mo said: "Wei Zheng can ski, but I have to learn a lot of things since I was a child, so I don't have the opportunity to play such a wasteful game!"
"Can your four great guards also ski?" As long as most of the commanders in the Yulin Army know how to do it, there will be no problem. It won't take many people to secretly bomb one or two enemy camps.
"Sword One, Sword Two will meet!"
Yu Jiuer smiled and said, "Great! My skiing skills are first-rate! If I don't practice, I'll get rusty! Let's ski over and attack the Gray Army!"
"Not appropriate! More than half of the soldiers can't ski. If we encounter an emergency, it will be difficult for us to provide support! Moreover, outside the pass, there are many mountains, strong winds, and thick snow. If we are not careful, there will be an avalanche, which is very dangerous! The king disagrees!"
"If you don't agree, I'll go find my big brother Cheng. Do you think I have no one?" Yu Jiuer knew that it would be difficult to persuade a strong and overbearing man like Jun Mo to oppose so much. She pushed him away angrily and went to find support.
Jun Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and taunted her from behind, "You are overestimating yourself! Don't forget, Cheng Ming is General Cheng of the Xiguan Camp, not your General Cheng. There is also a shrewd and powerful military advisor in the Xiguan Camp. I advise you not to waste your time!"