Prince, Don't Come Over

Yan MuQing watched fan Deyuan help the old farmer exchange the silver in his hand in an orderly way, a small knot in one's heart, abandoning the previous appearance of Yuanbao.

Small pieces of silver are not big, but they can be cut from the middle with a sharp blade, so that the people can see for themselves that the silver they are holding is real. That's enough.

Some silver was not so white when it was smelted with fake silver, but a lot of compensation was given for the amount.

Fan Cishi and fan Deyuan, one is responsible for maintaining order and the other is responsible for guarding the silver smelting process. They come here in turn, but they have a tacit understanding.

There is no way without tacit understanding. It's very hot in the cave. Even if you take off your clothes, you are sweating and your face is red.

In this state, everyone can't stand it.

"My Lord, the silver you gave is not right. It should be fifty Liang. How can you give me less than forty liang?"

The strong man in the short fight, as a doctor, threw the fake silver Dong from his hand on the table, glanced at the silver on one side and skimmed his mouth.

Fan took off the sheath of the sword in his hand and poked it on the table.

"Ten liang of the silver you brought is just a layer of silver. Do you think that with this, I will change the silver for you?"

This is only recently. If you trade fake silver for real silver, you will come in a hurry as long as you are not stupid.

Those who come first and most anxious are also the poorest among the people. They come fast, so they have no time to cheat, but they come slowly, and their hands are not clean.

Originally, there was not enough silver to be exchanged. How can we let these crafty villains cheat us to get money?

In the past, fan Cishi never knew that silver was so important. He was born in a family. Although he was not his eldest grandson, he should have many things.

He grew up in the Golden Nest and the silver nest. Although he didn't spend money like dirt, he never worried about money.

But this time, when he saw with his own eyes the ragged people outside the cave every day, with long lines and some blackened fake silver in his hands, his mentality changed.

From unbearable to numb, he really realized that it was not easy for the people, and also understood that silver was the foundation of living.

Without silver, they are nothing. Also because of the silver, he became a prisoner from the division of light, and slowly climbed out from the prisoner.

Yan MuQing is destined to step on them all.

And so on, fan Cishi neatly removed the spear in his hand and directly deducted more than 40 taels of silver. The rest of the silver was replaced by several later people.

"Lord Chu, my official No, I would like to ask, governor of Zhongzhou, Mr. Cao, is someone here to ask about Nanyuan county? "

It's true that magistrate Yang of Guiyang government was arrested by Lord Qiu, but there is another Fang Tongzhi in Guiyang government. Fang Tongzhi was scared away, but it's unreasonable that Lord Cao just asked about it, right?

After all, the Imperial Envoys have been sent to the capital. Shouldn't Mr. Cao send someone to meet him as soon as possible?

Before he was sent to prison, fan Cishi had been worried about things in Jiangnan. He forgot such an important thing!

Yan MuQing looked at fan Cishi unexpectedly, and laughed strangely, "fan Cishi's brain turns very fast, and even from a villain, he thinks of Mr. Cao so quickly."

"Why, is this man under Lord Cao?"

Fan Cishi shook his head for the first time. He didn't believe it.

Fan Cishi has worked with Mr. Cao for so many years, but he deeply understands Mr. Cao's frugality. How can he possibly get involved in this kind of thing? He is even more loving to the common people?

Yan MuQing saw that fan Shishi shook his head and frowned for a while, but he didn't care. Instead, he went into the cave.

Almost as soon as she came in, Yan MuQing felt that she was about to be roasted, and her whole body was emitting a burning smell, as if she could melt herself by taking a deep breath.

The strong man who was responsible for smelting silver inside, bare arms, sweat on his back, quickly fell down, at the foot of the strong man, there was a kettle.

Under the high temperature, even the Hu in the kettle is very hot.

Yan MuQing calculated, looking at the side of the increasing fake silver, it is against conscience, let this group of people work harder.

He didn't want to be a villain who squeezed people.

Fan Deyuan saw out strength to shout in, flurried to pass the coat, eyes Baba staring at Yan MuQing, eager to ask: "Master Chu, when you go out of the mountain, do you see my wife and three children?"

When he came out of the prison, he didn't even have time to go home. He only saw his wife and children at the door of the cell, and was taken to the cave by Yan MuQing's people.

If he could, fan Deyuan would like to communicate with Mrs. fan about the situation outside, but Lord Chu would not give him the price at all.Fan Deyuan was really worried. He was not afraid of what happened to Mrs. fan. Instead, he was worried about a few children. After all, no matter how bad her wife was, she couldn't protect three at once.

"Mrs. fan's spirit is fair, and the three children have not received the impact of the people's riots. You can rest assured."

Yan MuQing admired Mrs. fan's exception. When the riot happened, she immediately scattered all her family wealth, holding the safety of several children.

Nowadays, silver is unreliable. What else is scientific research?

Simply because of the overtime work these days, the common people know that they can exchange money, but the money is still real, and the smell of riots has become less and less.

It's just that the anger of the people in Nanyuan county has been calmed down. As for the other counties in Guiyang Prefecture, Yan MuQing doesn't dare to guarantee it.

However, when the dangerous situation in Nanyuan county has eased down, Yan MuQing stares at the respectable Lord Qiu and praises his great posture in the riot with gorgeous words.

Although we can't directly ask for favor from the emperor, it's not bad to ask for interest with the help of Lord Qiu.

God knows what it looks like when Lord Qiu wrote this letter. He has never seen such a shameless person.

It happened that Yan MuQing had bought his personal counselor. He used gorgeous words to describe the evil spirit in front of him.

In order to make this magnificent Memorial look really good, Gan Shupei accidentally made a small cut on Lord Qiu's thumb. The blood from the small wound was just enough to cover his whole finger.

When the wound was pressed and a big finger mark was printed on the memorial, Lord Qiu cried with pain.

"You! Ganshupei, how dare you break the law

With a high jump, Lord Qiu wanted to wake up ganshupei's brain with a slap.