The morning in Jinling is charming, but Zhao Yuanzhen only felt the solemnity!

One day yesterday, Jinling was exchanged for more than 200,000 taels of silver. This data seemed to be a demon, which left Zhao Yuanzhen sleepless all night, but until now, he still did not think of a solution.

Unless the exchange is suspended, the consequences are not something he can bear!

It’s like giving benefits, according to the head, each person has one or two taels of silver, but you give one-third of the people and then say you don’t have money anymore…

"It will be riots! If you don't get the treasure money well, you will be finished!"

Once the exchange is terminated, the people will immediately panic and will immediately throw out treasure money for exchange for supplies, and then...

"Is there any result from Lord Fei?"

Zhao Yuanzhen walked out of the bedroom, his eyes were red and he looked a little scary.

Several officials who followed him to Jinling did not sleep either. Everyone was full of rabbit eyes. When someone heard this, he shook his head and said, "Sir, Lord Fei took the Jinyiwei and rushed in the city until now. The latest news still has no doubts."

"Oh! Is that?"

Zhao Yuanzhen looked up at the sky and murmured: "There should be a light rain, why not heavy rain?"

Upon hearing this, the officials changed their color.

Is this despair?

Only when it rains heavily can it be used as an excuse to suspend redemption.

...

The drizzle fell, as if the caress of a lover.

The Shenxianju in the alley is still booming. Even if he just set up a stall selling big cakes and porridge at the door, it was still full of people.

"Ouch!"

In the drizzle, the stone slabs are very slippery. Some people have long said that they should make some patterns and prevent slipping, but there is still no movement until now.

Mo Chou stood behind the counter. When he heard the scream, he frowned and said, "Go and get some cinders to spread outside."

The girl's eyebrows are always filled with slight sorrow and her voice is gentle, which makes the guests who eat breakfast look intoxicated.

"The shopkeeper Mochou is good and has a good heart. I don't know who is lucky to marry him."

"Do you want to have both wealth and wealth? Be careful of being beaten to death when you go out!"

This kind of teasing happens every day, and Mochou is already immune. He just looks up and the sounds are gone.

"Stop talking, this is what Xing and Bo are concerned about. Be careful that disaster comes from your mouth."

"Xinghe Bo is in Peiping! It's beyond reach!"

"Damn it! Someone sent something from Peking last month. What we saw in person was a servant of Xinghe Bo Mansion in Peking, so he was very polite to Mochou."

"Then forget it, check out and leave quickly."

"You are afraid now and it's useless. Be careful in the future and don't anger Mochou."

As soon as the topic changed, everyone began to talk about exchange of treasure money for silver, and the atmosphere was very lively.

"I heard yesterday that I had exchanged hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. Tsk tsk! With this momentum, the treasure money will be really ruined!"

"The silver you get ashore is only one million taels of gold. This posture will be done in a few days. What should the rest do if the rest?"

"Can you exchange it?"

"Don't pay it, I've paid more than ten taels."

"I'm more, but it's quite refreshing to see those people giving money, not as if they are unconfident."

"That's a harsh person and a weak person on the inside, and most of them are holding on."

"I heard this matter was Xing He Bo's advice. If it fails, tsk! This uncle's iron coupon is unstable!"

"It's not just the iron coupon? If the treasure bank collapses, the Ming Dynasty will be in chaos! Do you understand? It's in chaos! If this Xing and Bo don't do it well, the whole family will be executed!"

At this time, three guests with hats came in outside. After coming in, they did not take off the hats. One of them said, "Are there any noodles?"

The guy stepped forward and said, "Yes, the guest officer wants a few bowls."

The hat covered half of his face, and only the lips were squirming: "Come three bowls, I remember there are peppers here, so put more. This is so turbulent, and if you don't eat peppers, you will become a cripple sooner or later!"

The guy agreed and hurried to the kitchen to explain.

People in Jinling don’t like eating noodles very much, so everyone glanced at the three of them and continued to talk a lot.

Zhu Di is no longer in Jinling, and everyone has no big Buddha on their heads, so they can finally give guidance to the country without restraint.

A new diner snorted: "The latest news, Zhao Yuanzhen, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue in Peking, fainted. Just when the exchange was just started today, he fell to the side."

"What?"

The diners were shocked, and Mochou also raised his head and immediately ordered: "I'm sorry, everyone, the shop closed in the morning, please forgive me. I want to take out all the copper coins and my jewelry and let's exchange them for treasure money."

The diners were stunned for a moment, and then someone reacted and stood up and said, "Everyone hurry up and get the treasure money to exchange. If it's too late, it will become waste paper!"

"Yes, yes! We can't control the rest, but if the treasure money at home is turned into waste paper, how can this family live? Let's go quickly."

The sadness between Mo's eyebrows became even stronger, and he looked at these diners but stopped talking.

When someone who had exchanged saw the guy coming to urge him, he angrily said, "Do you want me to leave if I can't finish the food I bought? That's fine, give me money!"

This is the petty citizens. They have sympathy and will cry when facing the poor elderly. But when their interests are violated, they will also be furious and will never retreat.

Just like the exchange of silver in full swing at this time, that is profit!

"Yes! Mochou, how much treasure money can you exchange for your little copper coins and jewelry? Let me tell you that the gap there is less than hundreds of thousands of taels, and it doesn't matter if you sell yourself."

"That's right, Mochou, Xing and Bo are probably not good. If you don't dislike it, in the future..."

"roll!"

Mochou was filled with tears. He asked his brother to rush out with a rolling pin, pointing at the middle-aged man who was talking just now and shouting.

The man stroked his beard and smiled and said, "I'm saying this. Think about it, Jinling is a hidden dragon and burly tiger. Shenxianju makes a lot of money. Mochou and... Haha! Instead of being forced by those powerful people, why not..."

Mo Chou's eyes were filled with tears, but how could she, a weak woman, dare to compete with these people?

One of the three hat guests suddenly asked the middle-aged man, and his tone was faint: "Why not what?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and frowned and said, "It is best for people from other places to stay in Jinling for a long time. Going home early will be good for you!"

The guest of the straw hat smiled, ignored the middle-aged man, and chuckled at Mochou, who was covering his mouth and unable to believe it, "Little Mochou, are you okay?"

Mo Chou shook his head slightly in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "You are...you are uncle?"

He took off the hat gently, and Fang Xing smiled slightly: "It's me."

"Brother!"

In an instant, Mochou burst into tears and even cried out.

"Are you wronged? Don't be afraid!"

Fang woke up and went over. Xin Laoqi took off his hat, walked to the middle-aged man, pointed at the outsider and said, "Your child is also a girl Mochou, you are too old, you are shameless. Go out and kneel outside and slap yourself in the face!"

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Xing who was walking over and suddenly shouted: "Is he Xing He Bo?"

The tranquility was broken through with a word, and the diners were staring at Fang Xing blankly.

"Why are you crying? Take your magical powers and hurry up and cook a bowl of noodles for me. The three of us have been hungry since last night."

Fang Xing said jokingly, but this teasing did not relieve Mo Chou, and the girl cried even harder.

"Why!"

"Is this Xing and Bo?"

The middle-aged man knelt outside the door with a dead face, then opened his bow and whipped his cheek.

It was still drizzling outside, and the man smiled and comforted him. The girl smiled and choked up again. Somehow, it made people feel like a painting when they saw it.
Chapter completed!