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Today I was on a business trip to install the machine. This chapter was coded in the car. I got motion sick and was in the process of installing the machine.
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Since Zhu Di moved the capital, Jinling has been like a resentful woman, with a sour taste.
Although there are still six tribes in Jinling, the name has changed, and it is called a certain tribe in Jinling.
Ma Yiyuan, the Minister of Household Affairs in Jinling, felt that he was a typical example of underappreciated talent, and he lamented about it all day long.
The Jinling Household Department is responsible for collecting taxes and grains from Nanzhili and several chief secretaries in the south. This amount is huge, so Ma Yiyuan's complaints are considered hypocritical to outsiders.
The Hubu Yamen still has the same virtue, but the king has long since ceased to consult at any time.
It¡¯s still early for tax collection, and Ma Yiyuan has nothing to do in the Yamen, so he can only hold a book of poems and read it slowly.
"Boring!"
Ma Yiyuan was extremely depressed due to resentment, rhetoric, or poems with no meaning.
"How can such rags produce a collection of poems? You are so blind! The world is getting worse! My generation ugh!"
"My lord, Zhao Yuanzhen, the left minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs in Peking, is here."
Ma Yiyuan threw away the collection of poems in his hand, stood up and said: "Here comes the thing. I heard that it took a lot of effort to stabilize it in Peiping. Jinling Jinling is not Peiping. There are so many rich people here. Xia Yuanji's Are you crazy? Let¡¯s go and have a look.¡±
Zhao Yuanzhen entered the Jinling Household Department in a dusty state. When he saw Ma Yiyuan, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Ma, I have brought a large amount of money with you. I am at the dock now. Please coordinate with me, Master Ma."
Although Ma Yiyuan is just the Minister of Household Affairs in Jinling, his rank is the same as Xia Yuanji. In front of him, Zhao Yuan is really a bit shorter.
"Do you really want to redeem it?"
Ma Yiyuan sighed: "What are you, Mr. Xia, thinking? Doesn't he know the danger of this matter?"
Zhao Yuanzhen pointed to the side. When the two of them walked there, he whispered: "Master Ma, once the exchange is started in Beiping, the rest of the things will not stop. Our adults said that once this matter is started, it will be out of control." The carriage couldn't stop, and the whole carriage would fall apart when it stopped."
Ma Yiyuan sighed: "I know, I have exchanged it in Peiping. If it cannot be exchanged in other places, there will be heated discussions, and there may even be trouble. Hey! Why bother? Whose idea was it in the first place? How immoral!"
Zhao Yuanzhen said with a dumbfounded voice: "This matter was Uncle Xinghe's idea, but we adults fully supported it, saying that if we miss this opportunity, the treasure banknotes will become less and less valuable in the future."
"Go to the Ministry of War to find someone. Just say that there is money ashore at the dock and you need someone."
Ma Yiyuan first ordered his men to go to the Ministry of War to ask for people, and then shook his head and said: "This is true. Now that the salt administration has been returned to the central government, this treasure banknote will be embarrassed. After thinking about it, if we want long-term peace and stability without depreciation, we can only It¡¯s tied to silver.¡±
"Who says it's not!"
Zhao Yuanzhen didn¡¯t bother to wash up, and hurried to the dock again to monitor the process of moving silver.
Ma Yiyuan immediately went to the Ministry of War and discussed with Zhou Yingtai, the minister of the Ministry of War, about exchanging the treasure notes for silver.
Since Jiaozhi was pacified and the Japanese state returned to the Ming Dynasty, the Jinling Military Department has also become an embarrassing position, with almost nothing to do.
As soon as I entered the Ministry of War, I felt lifeless, reminding me of the nursing home.
¡°The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, so we don¡¯t need to be diligent or show off, so Ma Yiyuan went directly to the check-in room.
Zhou Yingtai was watering the flowers, looking very cautious. Those who didn't know better thought he was a flower farmer.
"Master Zhou, that's what happened."
"Is it silver?"
Zhou Yingtai did not look back, and used the small kettle in his hand to water the water carefully. The flower bones in the flowerpot are stained with water drops, and they look more watery and ready to bloom.
"It's just money, you and I are in trouble."
Ma Yiyuan sat down by himself and said with a sad face.
"What are you worried about?"
Zhou Yingtai put down the kettle, turned around, and sat down opposite Ma Yiyuan slowly.
"This matter was caused by Xia Yuanji. We were just following orders. As for whether the money they brought is enough to exchange for it, does that have anything to do with us?"
Ma Yiyuan hesitated and said: "Master Zhou, this matter is related to the country's political affairs and has far-reaching influence. I think we should do our best."
Zhou Yingtai¡¯s bodyHe leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair with a cold look: "I am just trying my best. As for the rest, Mr. Jin who is far away in Peiping will naturally take care of it."
Lao Jinzhong was still young enough to be an official, so he killed a bunch of subordinates who coveted the position of Minister of War. To this day, even Zhou Yingtai is not sure that he can wait until this old guy steps down.
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Without Zhu Di in Jinling, the Qinhuai River has become warm and pleasant, and business is booming as guests come and go.
Several men were drinking and listening to music on a boat. Some were reciting poems, while others were exploring with their hands. For a moment, the chanting was mixed with the woman's sweet voice, making it difficult to tell whether this was a brothel or an academy.
"Brother Wei Bi, there is a big event today, so don't let yourself go wild."
The man who was reciting the poem got stuck after reciting a few lines. He scratched his head and scratched his head to no avail. When he saw his companion's hands groping around the woman's chest and abdomen, he said disdainfully.
The man named Wei Bi's hands kneaded harder, and the woman's face showed pain, but she didn't dare to resist, let alone refuse.
"Sanyuan, you should have fun when you come here. Look, the beauties are all resentful, hahahaha!"
The woman next to Sanyuan smiled charmingly and said, "Mr. Wu was joking, and my little girl was listening to Mr. Xu's poems, and she forgot about the opportunity."
Mr. Wu¡¯s name is Wu Zheng, and he is the chief steward who Zhu Yong, Duke of Cheng, left in Jinling.
The man who liked to recite poems was called Xu Sanyuan, and he was an aide to Xu Qin, Duke of Wei.
Xu Sanyuan tapped the palms of his hands with a folding fan and sighed: "This Qinhuai River, this Jinling, what a great river and mountain!"
These words and this tone are very much like the king of the country.
"Poof!"
Wu Zheng couldn't help laughing, then he withdrew his hand from the woman's arms, and put it under his nose for a sniff, then smiled and said: "Wei Guogong is studying at home, you are not afraid of him hearing it, and then treating you sin."
If Jin Yiwei hears what Xu Sanyuan just said and reports it to Zhu Di, Xu Qin can beat him to death.
Xu Sanyuan's momentum froze, he sat down awkwardly, hugged the woman next to him and said, "The ship from the north has docked. It's all silver. It's estimated to be at least a million taels. What does it mean for your family to be the Duke of the country?"
Wu Zheng picked up the wine glass, sipped it slowly, and said slowly: "I have received a letter from the Duke of Guo, please don't move around, and you are not allowed to exchange money."
Xu Sanyuan let go of the woman's waist, leaned back slightly, drank the glass in one gulp, and then sneered, "Is Duke Cheng Guo afraid of that boy?"
Wu Zheng frowned and said, "How could my Duke be afraid of him? He is just looking out for the overall situation."
Xu Sanyuan leaned forward slightly, with a mysterious look on his face: "Let me tell you, someone in Jinling is ready to keep all this money. So, no matter whether we participate or not, this money can't leave."
"Hiss!"
Wu Zheng took a breath and said in disbelief: "That must be at least one million taels of silver! Aren't they afraid of His Majesty's wrath?"
Xu Sanyuan said disdainfully: "This is Jinling, not Peking. Even the Jin Yiwei can't find it!"
Since the capital was moved, all the forces in Jinling have been somewhat weakened, which has provided opportunities for those who are interested.
"Youdo you want to participate? You know, if the exchange of treasure notes fails, the value will plummet. We will earn more than a little bit. This opportunity cannot be missedit will never come again!"
Wu Zheng lowered his eyes and said nothing, while Xu Sanyuan just smiled and drank, making out with the pale woman next to him.
After a long time, Wu Zheng looked at the woman beside him and said, "Would you like to go back with me?"
The woman's body suddenly relaxed, she smiled and said, "I wish I could have it." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com