Baoyuan Bureau, a small yamen that is not well-known in the capital but is closely related to everyone, actually manages a very high-end business, that is, making money!
There were two mints in the Qing Dynasty, one was the Baoyuan Bureau and the other was the Baoquan Bureau. All the silver furnaces for casting copper coins and silver ingots in the world were managed by these two mints!
They are jointly managed by the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry, and have always controlled the annual money supply of the Qing Dynasty!
This was originally a golden rice bowl that had been guaranteed for thousands of years, but life has been difficult in the past few years!
After the Qing Dynasty was forced to open its ports, a large amount of overseas silver coins flowed in. In addition, Xiao Letian also minted Yingyang privately. Later, he simply stopped minting privately and directly issued Chinese dragon-patterned silver coins!
This kind of cast or stamped silver coins is simply the hard currency in the market, and the people's acceptance is too high. This can directly impact the silver business of the Qing Mint to pieces.
The silver business dropped sharply, so they had to mint more copper coins. However, they did not expect that a few days after the copper coins were minted, money notes appeared again. Printing banknotes was much more economical than casting copper coins. Now even the task of making copper coins was reduced.
Baoyuan Bureau, which is in poor business operation, closed three copper furnaces last year alone, and it is almost impossible to open the pot!
The Manchus also knew that the general trend was irreversible. In the end, the management rights of Baoyuan Bureau and Baoquan Bureau were temporarily granted to Yang Zhi, a traitor!
Yang Zhi controlled the printing of Beipiao in the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, and now controls two major mints. This power is almost as powerful as that of later central bank governors!
I don’t know what happened today, but Yang Zhi actually spent the night in the city. This guy rarely rests in one place for more than three days because he is afraid of being assassinated!
Sometimes I live in a village outside the city, sometimes I hide in a courtyard in the inner city or in the south city, and sometimes I even live directly in the yamen where I work!
Why he lives in Baoyuan Bureau, which is closest to the conflict today, is unknown. What is the reason for this?
No matter why he lives here, this battle has never escaped his eyes from beginning to end. He has been nervously paying attention to everything in front of him, and someone under his command has also passed news to him.
From the beginning of the poisonous smoke bomb attack, he knew that the Führer was taking action. At first, he really wanted to run away. He was afraid that he would also become the target of Ye Qiu and the others.
But curiosity killed the cat. He had been away from the Chinese clan for too long. He really wanted to know what the Chinese clan had become now!
Looking at the more than 100 martial arts experts he hired with high salaries, he felt a little more confident... These people should have no problem protecting themselves!
But as soon as the battle started, Yang Zhi was so shocked that he never closed his mouth. He lay on the roof like a giant gecko. He was not afraid of the moisture of the summer night. From the beginning of the battle to the final retreat to Maojiawan, he always Watching the battle in secret!
Ye Qiu's tactics were something he had never learned before, which meant that the special operations had been upgraded a lot since his defection!
He had never heard of a lot of equipment, especially poisonous smoke bombs! Including the reappearance of *** also shocked him extremely!
He had mixed feelings in his heart. In fact, he had a share in all this. If he had not defected, he might have become a general with such elite command at this moment, right?
But there are no what-ifs in life. Now that you have made a choice, you have to choose to accept it!
But in the end, when the dragon's song sounded and Ye Qiu's former comrades raised the residual blood flag in their hearts, Yang Zhi could no longer control his emotions.
He lay on the tiles and choked, tears welling up in his eyes, "Why...I hate it so much...wuwuwu...this is my glory!"
"Originally, I should have a share of the glory in this great cause of the Chinese nation... wu wu wu... why did I end up being the one abandoned!"
"I hate it so much! I hate why my life is so miserable..."
The human heart is so greedy, and Yang Zhi is an insatiable person. On the one hand, he wants to fulfill the aristocratic benefits of this semi-slavery system in the Qing Dynasty... because enslaving others is a long-standing evil in human hearts, and it is also the original desire of human beings!
Who doesn’t want to be a noble and enjoy the sweet taste of being served by slaves?
But after he got these, he felt empty in his heart. He thought again of the glorious years when he fought bloody battles under the banner of the Führer!
yes! At that time, there were no slaves to work with, and there were no three wives or four concubines to live happily. We couldn't serve sixty-six dishes in one meal. Everyone had to eat from the big pot together!
Tofu, cabbage, vermicelli, and pork belly are stewed in a large pot, and each person has an iron can box. After eating it all, even if we have a dinner and drink, it will still be local brewed by the farmer!
That kind of life is very poor, but it is extremely fulfilling, and my soul is satisfied, because everyone knows that I am doing a great cause, and the sense of glory in my heart is overflowing!
And all this has never happened since coming to Sijiu City!
Today, he once again saw what he looked like back then, and heard the military song again. He cried like a child, and he always couldn't figure out the twist and stubbornness in his heart!
Why can't we enjoy both blessings? Why can't I enjoy it all?
Lying on the tiles, he did not dare to cry loudly. He was afraid that the guards in the courtyard below would discover his weakness. He could not guarantee the loyalty of these people. There were probably many spies from various factions of the Qing Dynasty mixed in here. !
He could only bury his face on the tiles and let his tears flow down like rain!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
The song can no longer be sung. How can he still have the dignity to say that he is a great hero?
The reason why people become perverted is because they are dissatisfied with their desires and cannot reflect on their own mistakes. Such people will always shirk responsibility to others!
"Why should I cry? Bah...why should I cry? It's Xiao Letian who is sorry for me, it's him who missed me!"
"You damn bastard, why didn't you declare the sixth rank and the eighteenth rank before I defected? If you had announced it long ago, why would I defect?"
"If you had given me a duke and marquis earlier, why would I have come to the Manchus to kowtow to them?"
"It's you who forces me not to be a good person! Xiao Letian, it's you who forces me not to be a good person..."
The original remorseful expression gradually disappeared, and the cold Yang Zhi raised his head and looked at the subordinates waiting in the yard, "Listen to my orders...these people from the Xishan Camp and the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion are all trash!"
"Master, I will reward you with a great contribution, and you may also be able to make your wife your wife!"
"Light the torch! Bring enough kerosene...get on your horse and fight out for me!"
"Set fire! Burn these traitors to death, burn them all to death in the warehouse!"
"Are they all a bunch of trash out there? They can't even think of such a simple strategy? Are they still trying to catch people alive? They know nothing. Xiao Letian's evil spirit is proficient in brainwashing. The people he brings out are all diehards who cannot surrender. of!"
"Stop holding on to your illusions and set fire to it!"
"嗻!" Dozens of guards in the yard were half-kneeling, and their faces were covered with flesh and meat.
With a bang, the gate of Baoyuan Bureau's Yamen opened, and one war horse rushed out from inside. The alley illuminated by torch orders was bright!
