Ji Bu suddenly reached out to stop Lin Pojun and said to Lin Che:

"Go on. Why did this teacher do this?"

"It's very simple! The world is so vast, and there are so many slaves in Lu. Could this great scholar redeem them all by himself? He refused to accept the reward, and was praised by everyone. He is remarkable, he is noble. But what about others? If they dared to accept the reward, wouldn't they be seen as profit-seeking and be condemned?"

"People all over the world have different levels of awareness. If we want to bring all the slaves home, we need the support of the entire Lu people. But if this great scholar doesn't accept the reward, the other people of Lu will think that they are risking their lives to bring back a slave from an enemy country, earn a few dozen silver coins, and end up being scolded."

"Then they simply quit. If they encounter Lu slaves in the enemy country again and see them suffering, they will pretend not to see it. After all, for the common people, it's hard and tiring, and in the end they will be scolded. What do they want?"

"Only if everyone follows His Majesty's decree, redeeming those who deserve it and collecting the rewards that are due, will all the slaves of Lu be redeemed."

After this little story was told, it immediately caused the court officials to murmur in discussion.

If we follow the actions of the university students in the story, it would indeed be killing the chicken to get the eggs.

Moreover, this matter seems to be somewhat similar to the current donations!

Lin Che paused, raised his voice, and continued loudly:

"So, everyone! Can the flood in the Southern Territory be completely solved with donations from all the court officials present here?"

"If any minister claims to be able to shoulder all the disaster relief funds and doesn't seek fame or fortune, then I, Lin Che, will immediately kneel down and kowtow to admit my fault. For speaking rudely to you ministers, I will die as a token of my apology!"

"Is there? Who can donate enough money for disaster relief?"

All the court officials looked at each other with stiff expressions.

joke.

Is there enough money for disaster relief?

That was no ordinary flood, it was a place that His Majesty had to personally supervise for three months, and he also had to dispatch Mohist Tiangong to be there.

Even if the entire national treasury was filled, it would not be enough.

Flood prevention and control, large tracts of fertile land and houses were submerged, and countless refugees were left without food or clothing and were displaced.

Post-disaster reconstruction is still needed...

That's not a matter of tens of millions or hundreds of millions of taels. It's an endless supply, like a bottomless pit.

Seeing the ministers' reaction, Lin Che shouted again:

"Very good! Since no one has the ability, then we should rely on millions of ordinary people to contribute money and manpower together."

"You're so proud of yourselves. Do you think the flood in the southern region has little to do with you? You should do your job. What you're doing is inaction. Have you really done your best?"

Lin Che said as she walked closer to Ji Bu, now less than a meter away.

"Master Jibu! Now there is an opportunity before you. If you pull out a hair from your body, you can save ten thousand disaster victims in the Southern Territory. Are you willing?"

Ji Bu's face was solemn, as if he understood something, and he nodded heavily:

"I'm willing! Let alone saving ten thousand people, even if I can only save one, I'm willing."

"Yes, I thought that the great scholar was a stingy person!"

Lin Che stared straight into Ji Bu's eyes and almost shouted:

"If that's the case, then why wouldn't you give up your so-called pride and suffer a few misunderstandings in exchange for saving millions of disaster victims?"

"Will disclosing the amount of silver you donated damage your virtue? Will it undermine your righteous spirit?"

"Let your students know that you donated money. Let more people know that you care about the victims and donated money for them. Will such an act make you be cursed by thousands of people?"

"Won't!!"

"Even if they can, so what? At least, you've shown everyone a direction with your actions. You've told all the students that this is the way to go. Will they follow you and donate money to help?"

Lin Che's voice was sharp. After scolding the great scholar, he turned his head sharply and looked at Lin Pojun.

now you!

"Duke Zhenguo—" My dear, please stand up.