The place where you go to work is majestic and majestic, and there are many guards guarding it. []
Going further forward, someone opened the huge iron doors.
Wow, good guy. The big guy is so big that you can’t see at first sight... it’s stacked, countless shelves, countless boxes...
All the colors are colorful and dazzling.
The dozen or so eunuchs who were responsible for registering and making books were quick-witted and respectful. The little palace maid who was responsible for keeping accounts was even more eloquent, answered questions and recited many money figures clearly and in an orderly manner.
Shui Lian looked over, neatly gold bars, gold bricks, silver ingots, jewelry, corals, amber, crystals, jade, all kinds of jade... Then, all kinds of copper coins, iron coins, ancient coins, and even
Half a tael of coins during the Qin Dynasty, various chaotic weights and measures of the six countries...
She reached out to pick up a gold brick, which was heavy, and then put it down again.
There are also cast silver with the words "official silver" on it.
This is the forbidden place of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It is also the place where emperors of all dynasties saved their private money.
Since then, His Majesty can only take charge of it personally, and there is no reason to leave it to the concubines.
When Shuilian got married to him, she was also deeply in love, but he never mentioned giving her money to manage.
"Little Devil, this is the wealth accumulated by our country over the past hundred years. In the future, we will use this wealth to unify the world. I don't want it to be regarded as a monarch who is unable to unify the world a hundred years later."
What about God!
Asking a woman who steals gold to manage the central vault - isn't this asking a wolf to shepherd the sheep???
How can I bear the love!!!
"Your Majesty...I...are you afraid that I will steal your gold?"
"What did you say?"
Shuilian had no time to answer, and could not answer, and he had already pulled in. His steps were a little stiff, like a puppet, as if he was being led by a thread, doing whatever he wanted, and even forgot about struggle.
Bright palace lanterns, dark palace lanterns.
The shadows of flowers shine on the partition walls.
The house is big, the courtyard is deep, and it is several times in and out. The creepers in summer have withered, replaced with thorn flowers that grow in all seasons in winter, climbing on the walls, growing luxuriantly, and flowers as big as fingernails, spreading.
Growing long walls.
It was only then that the newly decorated room was bright, elegant, tassels, and cherry, revealing the feminine atmosphere everywhere, as if it was a lady's boudoir. The room next to it was the opposite, solemn, atmospheric, and clean.