Chapter 387 The Life Gate of Nanliang Kingdom

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Tai Feng Hall is so lonely that you can hear a needle drop.

Master Lan has gone too far!

The empress never expected that this old thing would attack her Emperor Daxia.

She was very annoyed and wanted to scold the other party. After all, even the Holy Sect couldn't answer, how could she answer, but she didn't want to say that she was incompetent.

The scene froze for a moment.

All the Daxia people present stared at Master Lan with hatred, wanting to cut him into pieces!

Even if the old dog attacks the Holy Sect, its tail is actually raised to the sky. It offends the Great Xiazi, and he is afraid that he does not know how to write the word "death"!

Seeing that the empress was displeased, Wang Siyuan shuddered subconsciously, secretly grabbed Li Hongni's hand and said, "Is Master Lan going too far?"

"Don't worry. After all, Master Lan represents our Southern Liang. I don't think the little emperor will be so angry that he will kill him. Otherwise, the two countries will go to war and all lives will be ruined."

"Are you sure we weren't crushed unilaterally?"

Wang Siyuan didn't know where these people got the courage. Daxia's national power far exceeded that of Nanliang, unless...

Suddenly her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Nanliang had united with other vassal states? If Daxia took action against Nanliang, would they all move together?

Above the main hall.

Master Lan faced the empress, always lowering his eyes, maintaining a humble appearance, like a devout student, waiting for the supreme teaching.

King Chu also glanced at the Empress from the corner of his eye, with a faint smile on his lips.

The empress couldn't answer the question and said coldly: "Master Lan, I have this question..."

"What's so difficult about this question?"

A voice suddenly appeared, and everyone was stunned, and suddenly focused on Zhao An, who was pouring himself a drink.

Master Lan raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Master Zhao still understands this?"

"Your Majesty is so noble and holy. You can ask whatever you want. Why don't I answer your questions?"

"Haha, I am all ears."

Master Lan fluffed his sleeves and returned to the table, full of indifference and disdain.

Xiao Tian said quietly: "Eunuch Zhao, how can I allow you to comment on your Majesty's discussion with Master Lan?"

Zhao An looked at his indignant face and sneered: "It's because you're drifting, or the governor can't lift the knife."

The words choked Xiao Tian so much that he quickly stepped out of the queue and said to the empress: "Your Majesty, you are extremely noble. These questions are too simple for you, so let me answer them for you."

All the ministers looked at him curiously, so long as Zhao An could answer, but who was Xiao Tian?

"Tch, where does a fifth-grade Qinglu man get the courage?" Li Hongni curled her lips in disdain, and Wang Siyuan said, "Don't underestimate the people of Daxia. Since he dares to stand up, he may have a solution."

Above the Golden Palace, the empress looked pleased and said softly: "Okay, let Qinglu Lang answer Master Lan's questions."

Xiao Tiandao: "Master Lan, in fact, this matter is not difficult. As long as Nanliang State uses real gold and silver to take back the folk treasure banknotes and let the people know the value of the treasure banknotes, it will naturally be circulated."

These words made Zhao An almost spit out a mouthful of wine.

Master Lan was stunned for a while, "Qinglu Lang, you should go back and drink..."

Xiao Tian blushed at the ridicule of these words, and said with a pinched neck: "I know that Mr. I want to say that the national treasury does not have that much money. In fact, there is no need to recover too much. As long as the news is spread, part of it can be recovered to increase the people's confidence in the coins."

Master Lan shook his head and said: "Regardless of the number of coins, if there is a run, what can be done?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this old man knows how to squeeze people."

Zhao An couldn't help but glance at Master Lan. The old man knew a lot. It could be seen that he had planned how to deal with the literary world in Daxia before coming to Daxia.

Sure enough, Xiao Tian was questioned.

The recycling he mentioned must be based on the ideal state of people trusting the court. But since no one cares about the coins, it means there is no trust at all. Once the court promises to pay, it will definitely end in a run. Then the treasury will be emptied and the hole will not be filled, and then things will happen. The people are in chaos and the country is in danger.

Xiao Tian became completely mute, his face turned red and he was at a loss.

The whole audience gradually burst into laughter, and the laughter from the delegation was the most exaggerated, especially Li Hongni, who had no image at all.

The empress looked at Xiao Tian's embarrassed look and smiled bitterly, unable to hide her disappointment.

Zhao An had warned before that civil servants should not be overemphasized. Only by having both civil and military skills can long-term peace be maintained. Now it seems to be true.

These sages and talented people can only keep their heads down and do knowledge, but have no ability to govern the country. They are dumbfounded when they encounter problems.

The empress waved her hand coldly: "Qinglu Lang, please step aside."

"Here."

Xiao Tian returned to his seat dejectedly, not daring to raise his head.

Then the empress' eyes fell on Zhao An again, full of hope, "Master Zhao, it's you who will answer Master Lan's questions."

Zhao An slapped his thigh, stood up and said with a smile: "Master Lan, your country's currency system has collapsed. It is expected that banknotes will be demonetized soon."

"Master Zhao, you..."

"His Majesty!"

Zhao An did not give Master Lan a chance to interrupt, and said to the empress: "I suggest that we send people to monitor Nanliang. It is expected that they will be forced to demonetize money in one or two years. By then, we will use all our troops and Nanliang will not fight. And down."

"Zhao An! What did you say!"

Li Daoqi got up in anger, and everyone in the envoy was filled with indignation and showed hostility.

Li Hongni also clenched her fists and said angrily: "Master Zhao, how can you talk like this!"

Zhao An said calmly: "Did I make a mistake? We were having a good discussion, but in order to attack the Holy Sect, Master Lan did not hesitate to put the fate of his country on the table. Isn't this asking for death? What is it?"

This short sentence made Master Lan's face turn pale.

He only focused on finding trouble for Daxia, and had no idea that there were people with such vicious eyes in Daxia, because if he was not proficient in this way, he would not be able to judge the time of demonetization, so he dared to come out and say that in fact, Nanliang senior officials had studied it before However, due to the over-issuance of annual coins, the private transaction system gradually collapsed, and banknotes had to be demonetized. In about one or two years, the court was also preparing for this matter.

At this moment, Zhao An revealed the secret, how could he not be frightened? His turbid eyes were filled with fear.

However, Master Lan quickly regained his composure after being shocked, and said seriously: "Master Zhao, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."

Zhao An ignored him and continued to say to the empress: "Your Majesty, Nanliang is a good place. I heard that the rice there can be harvested two or three times a year. It is definitely a God-given food production base. Why don't we capture Nanliang? From this, we can also enrich Daxia’s granary.”

Master Lan stood up angrily and said angrily: "Master Zhao, are you trying to deceive me that there is no one in Nanliang?"

"Haha, if there are people from your Nanliang country, why would they send you, an old fool, here?"

"Shuzi!"

Master Lan could no longer maintain his sanity and was about to go crazy.

It's a shame that there is no such thing as porcelain in this world, otherwise Zhao An would be really worried that the old man would fall over and make him pay 1.8 million yuan.