Chapter 1275 How about the word Qian?

Seeing Ye Mingsheng fall into silence, Ye Pengchao suddenly spoke:
"Sir, I have an idea for the remaining 13,000 taels of silver!"

"Tell me!"

After getting Ye Mingsheng's permission, Ye Pengchao said directly:

"Sir, the merchants in Jingchu have always been very patriotic. I believe that after learning about the tragic situation here, they will be willing to donate generously to help the victims rebuild their homes!"

Hearing what Ye Pengchao said, Ye Mingsheng knew what Ye Pengchao meant. This guy said nice things, but in fact, his practice can be simply described in four words: forced apportionment, asking you to pay money. If you don't give him face and don't pay, don't blame me for finding an excuse to deal with you.
Ye Mingsheng has always been opposed to this practice. After all, although this method can raise money, it is too simple and crude. It completely treats merchants as cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, which greatly damages the business environment of a place!

Honestly speaking, Ye Mingsheng was hesitating just now whether he should pay the remaining 13,000 taels of silver himself. Although the world belongs to Ye Mingsheng, since the founding of Fengwu Army, Ye Mingsheng has insisted on keeping one account book for Fengwu Army and one account book for Ye Mansion. His expenses are never paid through Fengwu Army's account, but through Ye Mansion's own account!

To be honest, although the thirteen thousand taels of silver is not much, it is not small for Ye Mingsheng. Ye Mingsheng's budget for this southern tour is 110,000 taels of silver. He has already spent about 80,000 taels of silver. It was already very tight with the remaining 30,000 taels of silver to return to Yijing. If he spends another 13,000 taels of silver, then the budget will definitely be exceeded...

Although it was a bit frustrating that the cost exceeded the budget, Ye Mingsheng knew better how important it would be for these people to be able to rebuild a city, so Ye Mingsheng had just decided that he would pay the remaining 13,000 taels of silver out of his own pocket.

But now Ye Pengchao's proposal reminded him that forced apportionment was definitely not an advisable method, but he could make them pay the money willingly!

"Ye Pengchao, which is the best restaurant in Hanyang?"

Hearing Ye Mingsheng suddenly ask this, Ye Pengchao was stunned for a moment and said:
"Of course it's Yue Xinglou!"

"How much silver does it cost to rent Yuexing Tower for a day?"

Facing Ye Mingsheng's question, Ye Pengchao was somewhat troubled. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said:
"Sir, I have never really understood this, but it will probably cost at most two or three hundred taels of silver!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mingsheng said directly:

"On the 13th of this month, I will book Yuexing Tower for a charity dinner to raise funds for rebuilding the new city. I will give a speech during the dinner. Merchants from Jingchu are welcome to attend. Tickets for the dinner are 100 taels each!"

Although everyone knew that Ye Mingsheng always did things in an unconventional way, when they heard Ye Mingsheng's idea, dozens of G members, big and small, became stunned.

A few seconds later, Ye Pengchao recovered from his shock. After hesitating for a moment, he suggested to Ye Mingsheng:

"Isn't it a bit against the rules for you to do this? There is no precedent!"

Ye Mingsheng waved his hand and said in a deep voice:
"There are not so many rules and precedents. You should have an open mind and not be bound by these rules and regulations when doing your work. It's settled. I will hold a charity dinner at Yuexing Building on September 13..."

Ye Pengchao and others originally wanted to say something, but seeing that Ye Mingsheng had made up his mind, they could only obey his orders.

At this moment, an officer walked up to Song Hui, the magistrate of Daguan County, and whispered something in his ear. Song Hui's face immediately showed extreme shock.

Seeing this, Ye Mingsheng was also somewhat curious and asked:

"What happened?"

Song Hui organized his words and asked:

"Marshal, Taoist Qingxu seems to be here!"

"Who is Taoist Qingxu?" Ye Mingsheng asked with some doubt:
Hearing Ye Mingsheng's question, Song Haibo, who was following Ye Mingsheng, immediately whispered a reminder:
"Master Qingxu is a Taoist master! He is as famous as Master Xuanyi of Buddhism!"

Ye Mingsheng immediately remembered what he said and asked again:

"What is he doing here?"

Song Hui explained:
"General, this Taoist priest Qingxu is not only very good at Taoism, but also very good at medicine. He is currently traveling around the country. After hearing that there was an earthquake in Daguan County, he came here as soon as possible to treat the victims in Daguan!"

Hearing this, Ye Mingsheng also became interested. Ever since he, Ye, came into power, he had come into contact with some so-called masters. However, after the contact, Ye Mingsheng found that most of these people were opportunists who curry favor with the powerful. So when he heard that Taoist Qingxu came to Daguan to treat the victims, Ye Mingsheng was indeed a little surprised...

Ye Pengchao was also very good at reading people's expressions. Although Ye Mingsheng did not give any orders, he could see through Ye Mingsheng's thoughts and immediately winked at Song Hui who was standing beside him. However, Song Hui's ability to understand was not that strong and he did not understand Ye Pengchao's intention.

Seeing this, Ye Pengchao could only helplessly point out:
"Song Hui, go and invite Taoist Qingxu over!"

After hearing what Ye Pengchao said, Song Hui suddenly realized:

"My lord, I'll go right away!"

After saying this, Song Hui was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment Ye Mingsheng opened his mouth and ordered:

"No need! You guys can do your own things. I want to walk around here alone!"

"Yes!"

After everyone left, Ye Mingsheng changed his clothes, and then, led by a servant, he and a group of plainclothes guards came under a big poplar tree. At this time, there was a long queue under the big poplar tree, with at least two or three hundred people queuing here. They were all victims who rushed over immediately after hearing that Taoist Qingxu had arrived.

At this time, under the big poplar tree, an old man in a gray Taoist robe, with a slender figure and a celestial appearance, was setting up a stall to diagnose patients, and two boys were assisting him. Ye Mingsheng stood aside and took a look, and felt that this old Taoist priest had an extraordinary demeanor, and was worthy of being a world-famous figure.
To be honest, Ye Mingsheng was a little skeptical just now whether this person was the world-famous Taoist Qingxu, but after seeing this old Taoist priest, he no longer had any doubts in his heart.

Ye Mingsheng, who was in casual clothes, walked over immediately, and dozens of guards followed closely behind him to protect Ye Mingsheng's safety...
At this time, Taoist Qingxu had just straightened the bones of a villager, and then he took out five plasters and handed them to the man, gently admonishing him:

"You should apply this plaster once a day. It may itch a little at first, but you have to bear with it. Your problem will be cured in five days!"

Listening to the old Taoist's advice, the village man was very moved and said, "Thank you so much, Taoist priest!"

Taoist Qingxu stroked his white beard and said:

"It doesn't matter!"

After the village man thanked the old Taoist priest profusely, Ye Mingsheng also came to the old Taoist priest. Just when Ye Mingsheng was about to speak, a boy stopped Ye Mingsheng and said seriously:
"Donor! My master said we have to queue up!"

Looking at the serious expression on the face of the twelve or thirteen-year-old child in front of him, Ye Mingsheng couldn't help laughing. It had been many years since anyone asked him to queue!
At this time, Ye Kui on the side also rebuked loudly:
"Don't be so rude, you bastard! Get out of the way!"

Facing Ye Kui's rebuke, the little boy seemed a little aggrieved, but he still raised his childish face and insisted:
"It's obviously you who are being rude! You didn't line up!"

Seeing the child's aggrieved expression, Ye Mingsheng smiled and then looked at Qingxu under the big poplar tree.

At this time, Taoist Qingxu also noticed the situation here, and happened to meet Ye Mingsheng's eyes. The next second, Taoist Qingxu opened his mouth and ordered:

"Baode, make way for the donor!"

After hearing the instructions from his master, the little boy named Baode, although still looking a little unwilling, still stood aside and made way. Ye Mingsheng also came under the big poplar tree and looked at the old Taoist priest with a fairy-like appearance...

Under Ye Mingsheng's gaze, the old Taoist took out six copper coins from his arms and handed them to Ye Mingsheng. After receiving the six copper coins of ancient style, Ye Mingsheng smiled and asked:
"Why didn't the Taoist priest ask me if I came here to see a doctor?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest said softly:

"Donor, you are in good health, so you are not here to see a doctor!"

Ye Mingsheng smiled and started the Liu Yao. After Ye Mingsheng threw the coin six times, the old Taoist priest was silent for a while and said:
"Qian Gua Jiu Wu, the flying dragon in the sky!"

"Master, what does this hexagram mean?"

Facing Ye Mingsheng's question, the old Taoist was silent for a moment again, then looked at Ye Mingsheng and said seriously:

"I can't interpret this hexagram, but I believe you already have the answer in your mind!"

"Master, you are a wonderful person!"

"I just want to advise you that everything is destined, don't force anything!"

"What if I insist?"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Looking at the old Taoist priest who lowered his head and said nothing, Ye Mingsheng smiled, shook his head, then got up and left!

This old Taoist priest is indeed quite capable! Although he didn't ask, he knew what he was talking about!
After returning to his temporary residence, Ye Mingsheng fell into deep thought. At this time, Song Haibo, deputy director of the Imperial Guards Department, came to Ye Mingsheng with a stack of memorials.

Just as Song Haibo was about to report to Ye Mingsheng, Ye Mingsheng suddenly asked:

"Haibo, what do you think of the word 'Qian'?"

Facing Ye Mingsheng's sudden question, Song Haibo was stunned for a moment and then began to speak:
“General, the word Qian is one of the Eight Trigrams. Ancient books once said that the one who reaches the top is Qian, and the one who reaches the top is nothing more than Qi. The sky is the accumulation of Qi, so Qian means the sky. This word Qian is naturally very good…”

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Yijing, Ye Mansion

Looking at Xiao Ba crawling around on the bed, Murong Qingwu smiled and said:

"Son! Tell Mom you're daddy!"

In the face of Murong Qingwu's teaching, Xiao Ba, who was not even a hundred days old, did not understand what it meant. He just looked at Murong Qingwu and smiled. Looking at the innocent smile on her son's face, Murong Qingwu's expression became softer. She held Xiao Ba in her arms and kissed him familiarly.

Meanwhile, the maidservant Ying'er said with some complaints:

"Madam, this young man will be 100 days old soon. Why haven't you given him a name yet? Do you really want to wait until you come back to give him a name?"

Listening to Ying Er's words, Murong Qingwu said calmly:
"There's no rush for this kind of thing. If my husband wants him to be named after he comes back, then he can be named after he comes back!"

Ying Er pouted when she heard that, but said nothing more.

After playing with Xiao Ba for a while, Murong Qingwu saw that Xiao Ba seemed a little hungry, so she handed him to the wet nurse. Since Xiao Ba was born, Murong Qingwu actually wanted to breastfeed the baby herself, but unfortunately her milk supply was not good, so she could only hand Xiao Ba over to the wet nurse to feed him.

After she was free, Murong Qingwu asked Ying'er:
"Has anything happened in the mansion recently?"

Ying Er preached without hesitation:
“Madam, nothing happened. I just heard that after the master was promoted to the governor of Jianghuai, the other servants in the Ye Mansion became much more polite when they met people from our courtyard. These people are really a bunch of guys who look down on others…”

Hearing Ying'er say this, Murong Qingwu didn't say anything, but a faint smile appeared on her face.

When the news came back that Murong Yuliang was promoted to the governor of Jianghuai more than half a month ago, Murong Qingwu, as a daughter, was also very surprised. Although she believed that her father could make a comeback!
But in just less than three months, he made a comeback in such a short time and was even promoted to the Governor of Jianghuai. This was really beyond Murong Qingwu's imagination, so when the news came, Murong Qingwu thought it was a fake news to fool him!
When the news was confirmed to be true, Murong Qingwu really burst into tears. Ever since she knew that her father Murong Yuliang was dismissed, she was emotionally willing to believe that her father would one day make a comeback, but rationally she also understood that Murong Yuliang had fallen flat on his face this time, and at his age, he would not have much chance in the future!
Therefore, Murong Qingwu was under a lot of pressure at that time. She knew that she needed to shoulder the burden of the family and could not let the family decline and disappear completely in the long river of time.

Now that her father has made a comeback, Murong Qingwu no longer needs to bear the responsibilities alone...

(End of this chapter)