Sister You Sanjie is a very romantic woman who can play, and Jia Cong doesn't like being too rigid. The two of them are really a match, and they meet a good talent. They fight back and forth, and they play a match. Especially in the evening, they have a lip and wine exchange in the wing room. Jia Cong really wiped out the fatigue and annoyance of office work, and was very happy, and it was really comfortable all night.

The next day, he said goodbye and headed south to Zhenjiang. A three-masted sailboat flew straight towards the south of the Yangtze River.

Besides, there is also a cold beauty accompanying us day and night during the boat, which is Master Miaoyu, one of our Golden Hairpin Books.

Master Miaoyu is tall and cold. This kind of coldness emanates from the inside out, just like the snowy town in the cold winter. "Spread grass in September and slaughtering sheep in March" is really chilling!

With such a Bao Si who doesn’t like to laugh, will Jia Cong become King You of Zhou?

Otherwise, he fantasized the Yangtze River as West Lake. Now he is Fan Li, who is "Fubi Tao Zhu". No matter how cold Bao Si is, he can be trained to become West!

On the deck outside the hatch, on a chair of the Grand Master, Jia Cong covered the floor with his legs crossed, raised his glass to invite the moon, and turned to the shadow into three people, "Miaoyu is so wet, what kind of water is this?"

Miaoyu stood in the bow of the boat in the wind, thinking, "This is the water of forgetting love. The river goes east and the waves wash away. Throughout history, everything is nothing but a grain of dust in mustard seeds. It has been transformed into nothingness. Only the river will last forever and take its ruthlessness."

"What day is this?"

"This is the Heaven of Liheng, thirty-three days, but Liheng is the highest. Today is the fog, and the thick fog spreads across the Yangtze River overnight. It is difficult to distinguish people from far and near. Zhuge Liang is famous for generations. Because this fog blocks people's sight, and he has no idea what to see. He wants to find it but cannot find it. The sorrow and hatred of separation are all in the Heaven of Liheng."

Jia Cong applauded and said, "It's so wet!"

The Miaoyu in front of her was fully cultivated and developed by Jia Cong several times, and her steps were even more rosy, with a rosy complexion and a delicate body. The only thing that remained unchanged was her noble and cold appearance, full of charm, and she never got tired of it. She was really a rare wonderful person.

Miaoyu came back with a smile and tied a cloak to Jia Cong. The boat under him rode the wind and waves. Following the bow of the boat, the river water on both sides caused two white water splashes. Because it had rained rain, the river water was not as clear as usual, and it was difficult to see swimming fish jump out.

At this time, a voice came from the invisible fog on the opposite side: "It's so wet, why is it so wet?"

Hearing the thick voice and when he got closer, Jia Cong and the others realized that they were a military officer with a helmet and armor, and a general officer, with a flag on the mast.

This person is not someone, it is Liu Ting, the general of Zhenjiang that Jia Cong met a few years ago.

After the Ming Dynasty's vassal system was corrupt, Dashun replaced it with the implementation of the recruitment system. The recruitment system is only a natural name, and is formally called the camp system.

In fact, there was a battalion system in the Ming Dynasty. For example, Yu Qian's Beijing Camp and the regiment camp, but the garrison system was too big to be eliminated and could not be implemented. The battalion system was not invented out of thin air, but was only produced in accordance with the times.

The two largest battalions in Dashun Jiangsu are the Jiangbei Daying and Zhenjiangying.

"Oh! I have met the Censor!" Liu Ting bowed from the air. Although Jia Cong has no military supervision or admiral power now, his literary talent in the prosperous era is inferior to military achievements, and his military achievements are not as good as a beautiful article. Otherwise, why would the Jia family, who started his military achievements, claim to be a family of poetry and etiquette? Most of them have turned to literature by using martial arts.

When Jia Cong saw the box cage of the other party's ship, it turned out that it was Liu Ting's ship. There were several cargo boxes on the ship falling on the river. Fortunately, the water athletes in Jiangnan were very good and they were salvaged soon.

When he got closer, Jia Cong saw clearly that Liu Ting's four or five ships were filled with these wooden boxes. Jia Cong felt suspicious. Could it be silver? A general has the silver for five official ships? The corruption of this local commander is even more serious than himself!

Why didn't he exchange it for a ticket?

"General Liu, don't be fine. Are you going to Yangzhou?"

Needless to say, Liu Ting came to call Liu Zhiyuan. Jia Cong had no right to transfer troops. Jia Cong played his foot and did not stand up. Just as he thought of sitting on the opposite boat and checking the situation, the salvage suddenly opened a box cage that was driven up. With a sound, the boat was filled with copper coins of different colors.

"This..." Jia Cong became interested.

"Privately cast copper coins?" Miaoyu also saw that she was a very smart person, and when she was in Jiangnan, she didn't go out, otherwise she wouldn't be "incompatible with power". In addition, she followed Jia Cong and copied and checked the case files of various government offices, and read a lot of books. The current private money can be distinguished at a glance.

"There was a book called "A New Book on Du Lie in the Jianghu Li" in the Ming Dynasty, which taught people how to distinguish private money. Private money is generally not of sufficient quality, with iron, lead and tin doping, and very few copper portions. Moreover, there are many methods of casting coins, and many people among the people can't tell them at all." Miaoyu lowered her voice and sneered: "This person is the general, and it is really easy for him to secretly cast private money."

"Not bad." Jia Cong nodded: "The key is that copper is expensive and silver is cheap. Only one tael of silver can buy 600 copper coins. Many rich people purchase a large amount of copper ware to create copper coins, and there will be twice the profit in it. If the copper component is reduced, it will be huge profits. This is called being rich and unkind."

"The Veritable Records of Emperor Sizong of Ming Dynasty" records the precious copper and silver, including the Ming Dynasty literati who kindly compiled the "New Book of Du Lie in the Jianghu Li", but there are many civilians who cannot tell the difference, and there is a deep knowledge here.

Official minting and private money are circulated together. No matter what period in feudal society, most of them exist. When the people suffer losses, they buy things or pay taxes after they get private money. The clerks and merchants do not recognize the low amount of money. In this way, the blood and sweat of these civilians working hard for several years is a pile of broken copper.

For example, households who raise silkworms and mulberry trees in Jiangnan must transfer raw silk to the dental bank to sell them before they can rest assured. If the dental bank abuses low private money during this process, then the household will only have bankruptcy and death when paying taxes.

Many people who cast private money are clerks, officers and soldiers, or people who have a relationship with officers and soldiers. The place where private money is minted is very secret. They can also add the four words "Yongle Tongbao" and the same principle as modern fake money.

Miaoyu was wondering, would Jia Cong care?

Although Jia Cong is very bad, in Miaoyu's opinion, Jia Cong has a bottom line, at least he will not hurt innocent civilians.

At this time, Liu Ting's face changed drastically, and it was difficult to look like it. It was because of private money that he could not change the tickets. How could the person who held the tickets could not see it?

Even if Jia Cong doesn't care about him, wouldn't he be in danger if he reported and misunderstood him in the memorial?

The commander of the military region is very awesome, but he is also afraid of this censor.

The censor is just a person who can pull Hou Bo off the horse in every minute, which is terrible.

"Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but I can't see it all. The fog is full of fog, which delayed my trip for several days. Oh, General Liu, the fog is too heavy, I can't see you clearly..."

Liu Ting felt relieved. It seemed that giving some money would be solved.
Chapter completed!