The silver warehouse in Beijing.

This is a warehouse located on the east side of the imperial palace, located at the Ministry of Revenue and guarded by the Beijing Camp.

Responsible for collecting taxes and silver sent from all over the country.

Just a month ago, it was still empty, and mice were running around.

The reason is very simple. The deficit in the Dali treasury has lasted for three dynasties.

No matter whether it was silver or grain from the capital, the people who transported the capital from the north had no chance to enter the warehouse. They either went ashore along the canal and sent it to the front line, or they kept passing through the capital and sent it to the border directly.

Only when the court has "surplus" of money and grain will it be stored in the warehouse.

This is the metaphor of the treasury running into the rat - fiscal deficits, and the income is not enough.

However, at this time the silver warehouse.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning spilled through the holes on the top of the warehouse, a yellow glow suddenly reflected.

The entire silver warehouse was dyed with a layer of gold.

Looking closely, there were piles of whites on the ground, silver and gold on the yellow ones. They fell to the ground in a random manner without being packed in boxes, mixed with countless treasures, pearls, corals, jades... everything is available.

The thickest place on the stack is more than one person tall, which is spectacular.

In the middle of the silver warehouse is a large bed made of gold bars.

Each gold bar is carefully selected and stacked very flat, more than half a person tall.

At this time, a strong man bearded lying on the top of the wine jar, snoring like thunder. Next to it, a ghost-headed sword exuded a misty evil spirit.

The sunlight shone on a corner of the big bed.

At this moment, the wine jar slid from the strong man's hand, awakening him.

The strong man's eyelids slowly opened, but his eyes were lingering with black air, which was particularly intimidating.

This person is the general of the rebel army, Ru Hou and Liu Zongmin.

"Come." The strong man stood up, stretched his waist, and suddenly the bones and muscles in his body crackled.

"General!"

The gate of the silver vault opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a scribe strode in. Behind him were several carts filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

The soldier who was pushing the cart skillfully fell down the gold, silver and jewelry, and hurriedly pushed the cart away.

Looking closely, the gold and silver jewelry were covered with red spots, and the cold wind was filled with a slight fishy smell, which immediately filled the entire silver warehouse.

"How many?" Liu Zongmin glanced at the newly introduced gold and silver and looked at the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar's face was full of flattery and smiled, "Return to the general, plus this batch, there are a total of 79.6 million taels."

"It's almost 80 million?" Liu Zongmin rubbed his hands, paused and asked again, "What's the number after ten million?"

"The general, after tens of millions, it should be tens of millions." The middle-aged scholar smiled. M.

"100 million?"

Liu Zongmin savored the word carefully, licked his tongue, and a trace of extreme greed flashed in his eyes, and said, "Has anyone ever had a fortune of 100 million yuan?"

“Absolutely not.”

The middle-aged scribe shook his head, with a hint of instigation on his tone, and said, "General, if you have 100 million wealth, then no one can surpass you throughout the ages."

“Hahahaha~”

Liu Zongmin's face showed excitement and said, "I missed me, Liu Zongmin, I used to be unable to eat enough or wear warmth. I had to look at the face of the landlord Laocai everywhere. But I didn't expect that Liu Zongmin, I had endless money today, so I'm fine!"

"One hundred million, right? Then go for 100 million taels. I, Liu Zongmin, must become the richest person!"

"But the general, the officials and princes in the city have been almost donated, and it is difficult to get the remaining 20 million taels from them." The middle-aged scholar looked embarrassed.

"Um?"

Liu Zongmin's face suddenly darkened and he said angrily: "Then think of a solution."

A glimmer flashed in the middle-aged scholar's eyes and said, "Go back to the general, there are ways to do it. There are still many wealthy merchants in the capital. They have not donated it yet, just..."

At the end of the conversation, he wanted to speak but stopped.

"What is it?" Liu Zongmin glared.

The middle-aged scholar suddenly shrank his neck and did not dare to keep it in hiding again, saying, "It's just that the Prime Minister won't let it..."

"Li Yan? Bah!"

Liu Zongmin was furious and kicked the golden bed with one kick, and said coldly: "Where was he when I followed the Emperor to raise an army? Where was he when I followed the Emperor to fight in the east and west? Where was he when I and Emperor Shun were beaten to the eighteen cavalry, then? Let the Emperor Susu to defeat the world, and he was in charge of me. Who is he considered? "

"The General is very saying."

The middle-aged scholar quickly agreed and said righteously: "Li Yan is just a poor student, and he has never even been an official. He dares to act as an arrow with the feathers given by Emperor Shun, pointing fingers, and doesn't know what it is to urinate and look at him."

"But General, you don't need to be angry with him, because he is almost done, and you're deceiving the king." The middle-aged scholar raised a cold smile on his face, and then he leaned into Liu Zongmin's ear and muttered for a while.

After hearing this, Liu Zongmin's eyes lit up and said, "You mean, the body of the dog emperor Chongzheng is missing. He is Li Yan and Li Dai Tao Zombie, deliberately covering it up, trying to be ill-intentioned?"

"That's right." The middle-aged scribe nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, OK, Niu Jinxing, I'm not wrong about you." Liu Zongmin pointed to the middle-aged scholar and said, "You will follow me to the palace now. This time I want him Li Yan to look good."

"I'm just thinking that."

After saying that, the two went out together to leave.

Only the remaining sounds are sent back.

"Where is the most wealthy in the capital?"

"When the general, there are the most merchants on the wharf, and there must be a lot of gold and silver there, especially the Qingniu Xianren Temple. The subordinates reported that the statue of the gods were all made of silver and pasted with gold foil. The cows were copper, which was particularly grand."

"What temple?"

"A wild fairy riding a bull is a bit evil."

"I have never believed in evil, so I will demolish the temple to me. All the gold in the capital is mine."
Chapter completed!