Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 938 The King of Qin Arrives
Beijing Outer City, Zhengyang Street.

Just after the time passed, countless people had gathered on Zhengyang Street, and the street was full of noise and noise, which was even worse than the Lantern Festival in Beijing.

Many people pointed at a building on the right side of Zhengyang Street, and even cursed out of righteous indignation. If it weren't for the presence of many armored soldiers guarding the building, a civil uprising would have occurred if they were not allowed to do so.

"It's only been a few days of peace, and the imperial court started to mess around again. They even forced me to exchange the silver money in my hand into banknotes. Banknotes are paper. I dare to ask you. The imperial court said that I will use this paper to buy things in the future. Do you believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it!"

A man with a big arm and a round waist said angrily, he was covered in oil, and he seemed to be going to work in a workshop. If there were no soldiers in front of him, he would look like he would go up and smash it.

"I don't believe it either!" An old man carrying a shoulder pole took over the words and said, "I don't know if you have heard of precious banknotes? The old man also heard from his predecessors that when the imperial court issued precious banknotes, the people gave all the money in their hands. Exchanged into treasure notes.

But guess what happened next?That precious money is not as expensive as wiping your ass paper, and you have to pull a cart to buy a bucket of rice! "After speaking, the old man stroked his beard with an expression of seeing through everything.

"Uncle, why? Why don't we just carry a bucket of rice and leave?" Another voice came from the crowd.

"Hmph! You can carry a bucket of rice, but how can you be so relaxed with eighty catties of treasure?" The old man expressed his desire, as if he hadn't been noticed by so many people for a long time, and everyone turned towards him Looking over, the old man said again:
"I can tell everyone that the money in our hands is not easy to come by. We have worked hard to get it from the land. We can't jump into the pit of fire of the court! We have to unite, as long as we twist together , The old man does not believe that the imperial court can arrest us all!" The old man's tone became even more high-pitched.

He didn't expect that he could have such a domineering aura. When he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had the ability to lead. He lamented that he was not born in Shaanxi, otherwise Li Zicheng would probably have to stand aside.

There were more and more people gathered on Zhengyang Street. The old man's instigation made everyone feel as if they had been beaten to death. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, and civil uprisings were imminent.

Cheng Yuan, the ambassador of the Beijing branch of the Daming Imperial Bank, almost frowned. More than half a month ago, he was only the shopkeeper of the Fuming Bank’s Jingcheng shop under Xishan Shanghe. up.

And he, the treasurer of the capital branch of the Fuming Bank, has suddenly become the ambassador of the Beijing branch of the Daming Imperial Bank, the eighth grade!

Cheng Yuan's wife and child heard the news happily and didn't sleep well all night, but only Cheng Yuan knew that this matter was not that simple, and everyone understands the truth of how much responsibility one bears with one's identity.

Fuming Qianzhuang is an industry that His Royal Highness Qin Wang began to lay out more than two years ago. Now that it has been merged into the imperial court, His Royal Highness Qin must have had this plan, and it is likely that His Highness Qin Wang made up his mind more than two years ago. To issue banknotes.

Such a big matter suddenly fell on his head, and it was his duty to handle it well. After all, he changed from a shopkeeper to an official of the imperial court. Isn't this a good thing?If His Royal Highness King Qin's efforts of more than two years are ruined because of him, then the consequences...

Cheng Yuan's back gets chills just thinking about it!
"Shopkeeper, oh no, Mr. Cheng! There are more and more people gathered outside the store, but no one came to cash the banknotes. They seem to be making trouble. Do you want to ask the soldiers and horses to catch some people and kill them?" The younger guy trotted over and said.

"Nonsense! Hurry up and go to the headquarters office to invite Master Shi! Just say that the situation here is about to get out of control!" Cheng Yuan frowned.

Cheng Yuan got the permission last night, but if someone dares to trespass into the branch, he can directly ask the officers and soldiers of Bing Ma Si to arrest him, but Cheng Yuan's intuition told him that once the people are really arrested without authorization, things will only get worse .

"Boycott paper money! Against money change!"

"Boycott paper money! Against money change!"

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Under the contagious impetus of the old man, the gathered people began to shout slogans in unison. The old man's pole had long been hanging aside, the bamboo hairs on his head disappeared, and the pale hair Dancing with the wind, with an air of awe-inspiring righteousness and no one else.

After the plague and war a few years ago, there are still at least 80 people in Beijing. The announcement of the imperial court’s issuance of banknotes was posted all over the streets and alleys of the capital early this morning. In just over an hour, Zhengyang Street gathered at least 8 people. People, and a larger flow of people is still gathering here.

Tens of thousands of voices made Cheng Yuan, the branch ambassador who was trying to explain to the people, like a drop in the ocean.

"It's over! It's over!" Cheng Yuan's expression at the moment was uglier than crying.

He is just an ordinary shopkeeper of the bank. During the past few years of working in Xishan Commercial Cooperation, after several trainings, he has been conscientious and diligent. On this occasion, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Silent! Silent! His Royal Highness King Qin is here! The idlers wait and get out of the way!"

At this moment, a convoy of carriages came suddenly on the street from Zhengyang Avenue leading to the inner city, all freight carriages, led by dozens of guards with guns, and many soldiers accompanied the carriages on both sides.

Niu Da Bangchui held a big earthen horn in his hand. Following his roar, the crowd naturally moved away to both sides, and the fear of power was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the people.

When the motorcade arrived at the door of the branch, Liu Hongjian lifted the curtain and stepped out from the horse, and Cheng Yuan suddenly collapsed in the crowd as if relieved from a heavy burden.

"His Royal Highness Qin Wang!" The eyes of the old man who had just encouraged the people to boycott the banknotes suddenly turned red, and he knelt down on the ground after yelling.

People outside the capital may not have seen King Qin, but inside the capital, many people have seen Liu Hongjian's real face. Obviously, this old man has seen him.

In fact, this old man had not only met, but also received great kindness from Liu Hongjian. If it wasn't for Liu Hongjian, he would have froze to death in the cold winter five years ago.

The old man fell to his knees out of awe of the kingship, and out of gratitude. At the same time, the old man believed that His Royal Highness King Qin had done so many good things for the people. Now that the court wants to cheat them of their money, His Highness King Qin will definitely not just sit idly by. .

"His Royal Highness King Qin is a thousand years old! Your Highness, please make the decision for us!"

"His Royal Highness King Qin is a thousand years old! Your Highness, please make the decision for us!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, countless people on Zhengyang Avenue prostrated themselves on the ground, and extended the highest courtesy to Liu Hongjian who brought them a stable life.

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(End of this chapter)