Iron Will of The Masked Warrior Chapter 118

Throughout the nine years of Long'an, there was a smell of gunpowder smoke floating in Daliang.

At the end of May, the imperial court, represented by King Yan, met with the Thirteen Yi merchants who had held the first batch of beacon-fire tickets as representatives, and announced the expiration of the first batch of beacon-fire tickets. At the same time, the "Long'an Bank" approved by Li Feng's imperial pen was established. The main village was set up in the capital, and branches were set up in various places. Before the branches were built, all the affairs were temporarily handled by the government, which was responsible for collecting the expired beacon tickets and cashing them. The next day, Long'an Bank announced several alternative payment methods. You can redeem cash in cash, or you can open an account at Long'an Bank to exchange the banknotes into deposited silver, and convert the banknotes into Longan banknotes that can be used throughout the country, and the share reaches a certain standard. If you want, you can also exchange shares from the official factories held by the Canal Office. All prices are listed, which makes a thick account book. It makes Fang Qin and others grit their teeth and feel that this is something that King Yan has already done long ago. Well thought out.

Previously, there were various banks in Daliang, including private private banks and government banks opened by imperial merchants, which were specially used for official foreign trade and exchange, etc. Long'an Bank was forced to withdraw its bank account, and most of the government banks were forcibly merged. King Yan changed his previous gentle and elegant image. After returning from the battle, he felt as if he had been possessed by something, and he became heartbroken and crazy day after day.

Although Huang Shang has the word "Emperor" in his name, most of them are members of major aristocratic families. When he wants to bully others, he always remembers that he has an "Emperor" above him. When he wants to line his own pockets, only "Shang" is left in his body. , I am used to not distinguishing between public and private affairs, and do not distinguish between muddy and muddy account books, and the entanglement of interests cannot be explained clearly for three days and three nights. I have long regarded the official property as my own family property. Who would have thought that everything would change overnight, and be treated so unfairly? "Deprived of the family property" indiscriminately?

From May to August, there was a lot of excitement in the court every day.