Xia Jing weighed the banknotes in her hand, and found that the stack was light and weightless.
Is this the currency of this era?
But for a country with a weak state, how long can this kind of paper currency circulate?
In the apocalypse, most transactions use crystal nuclei that are useful to everyone in the apocalypse. The currency before the apocalypse is equivalent to waste paper.
In the troubled times that followed, the imperial court could not provide the people with a guarantee of safety, let alone the commercial banks that issued banknotes!
Zeng Yan painfully handed over the only stack of banknotes in his hand. The general was not allowed to obey military orders, but he was a general with a mistress beside him. He did not dare not listen to her words.
But the banknote was given out, weighed in the hands of the hostess, and she handed it to him again.
Zeng Yan was overjoyed and took it with both hands. The smile on his face had not fully spread when he heard Xia Jing telling him: "Butler, this banknote is not stable in your hand. Send someone to exchange it for silver ingots or gold."
Bring the cake to my room."
"Replace everything with silver ingots and gold cakes?" Zeng Yan was stunned.
Xia Jing looked at him indifferently, and uttered one word from her cherry-red mouth: "Yes!"
Zeng Yan hesitated: "It would be inconvenient to carry all the cocoa if it is replaced by silver ingots or gold cakes."
Xia Jing waved her hand and said without question: "Don't worry about this, just do as I say!"
"yes."
Zeng Yan reluctantly bowed and stepped back, feeling in his heart that a housewife with no experience in walking outside would give such an order.
However, when the silver ingots arrive and she realizes the inconvenience of transporting them, she will understand why the world prefers to use silver notes.
Let her learn a lesson first, and when the prince arrives, it will be good if a man in the family takes charge.
She had no silver in her hands and felt panicked. Xia Jing knew from her memory that the original owner still had a lot of private silver and jewelry in the palace. Some of the jewelry he wore most often were buried in the coffin and were now taken into her space.
The original owner's previous four-season clothes were burned and sent to the underworld by the royal wife after her death.
It’s just that I don’t know how the palace will dispose of the remaining private treasury and property of the original owner?
In the evening, the silver ingots were delivered, and Xia Jing asked Hongmei to be locked in the temporary warehouse next door.
Bai Mei came back from getting dinner from the big kitchen, and went into the yard with the guards who brought the silver ingots to watch them move the boxes into the warehouse.
She entered the room and asked while laying out the meal: "I just saw the guards carrying the silver into the warehouse. The box is not light. Princess, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to just carry the silver notes?"
Xia Jing washed her hands and sat down at the table: "If I don't change it into silver, I'm afraid the banknote will turn into a pile of waste paper. When the time comes, I will use it to wipe my buttocks because the ink on it will stain my buttocks."
"Princess." Bai Mei's face turned red. She glanced at the food on the table. The master's unbridled appetite was so good!
Xia Jing ignored her, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
In the apocalypse, you can eat even if you smell the stench of zombies. What does this vulgar language mean?
Dinner was very simple, consisting of a porridge made from yellow rice, a plate of multi-grain pancakes, a plate of pickles, and the richest thing was chicken soup in a stew pot.
These are considered good meals in these disaster years.
Xia Jing cherishes food very much and eats it carefully. The food is natural, pollution-free and has a fragrant and authentic taste.
Xia Jing looked serious about eating, which made Bai Mei feel heartbroken. It seemed to her that the princess was suffering during this period.
In the past, in the palace, she was served delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, but she felt they were bland and tasteless when she tasted them. Now in the days of escape, without the fine clothes and fine food, she can still eat simple meals with flavor. What is it but suffering?
In the dead of night, when the third person entered the mansion under the cover of night, a dark figure dodged left and right, evading all the guards patrolling at night with a light body, and easily climbed out of the wall.
After landing with her feet on the ground and standing in the dark alley, Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief. After waking up from the coffin for so many days, she finally got used to this body.
This body has also been slightly exercised by her. The soles of her feet and palms have developed a thin layer of calluses. She no longer has to worry about getting blood blisters when walking a little, and she is no longer afraid that her palms will become red and swollen when she pulls the reins.
As long as she deliberately trains more in the days to come, her skills will definitely be restored to their peak, possibly even further than the peak of the apocalypse.
Xiao ran to the alley and checked that no one was on the street before Xia Jing ducked out.
She had explored the road during the day, and easily found the governor's mansion at night. After confirming the location of the gate, she went around to the back, climbed into the wall and followed the ancient architectural style, and easily found the governor's study on the central axis.
However, what surprised him was that it was already late at night and the lights in the governor's study were still on.
"I just don't know whether Governor Cen is loyal to the emperor and patriotic? Or is he diligent and loving to the people?"
Of course, the security in the study area must be tighter than in other places, but this seems to be difficult for Xia Jing.
There were the most guards at the door of the study. Xia Jing went around to the back of the study. There were also two guards on duty at the back window.
Xia Jing hid in the corner, made sure that they were within the range of her mental attack, and used her mental power to attack their brains and knock them out.
Support them before they fall to the ground, and let their bodies slowly sit against the wall.
There was no one in the way. Xia Jing did not pierce the window paper with her hands stained with saliva like in the TV series. If she wanted to check the situation inside, she could just use her mental power to explore.
Sitting in the study room was a middle-aged, stout and bearded man. No need to guess, this man must be Cen Zhu, the governor of Yuzhou.
Sitting on the guest seat were two thin men of similar age to him. One had small eyes and the other had a flat nose, making them easily identifiable.
The three grown men seemed to have encountered a problem, and they were silently thinking about a solution.
Governor Cen didn't know that the study was being watched. He was thinking about how to solve the current predicament.
Why is he still staying in the study late at night?
Doesn’t holding a beautiful woman’s warm and fragrant nephrite smell fragrant?
It was all because he had just received the news that the emperor would arrive in Fucheng the day after tomorrow.
"You tell me, in the several prefectures around Gyeonggi, where can the old emperor go? Why does he have to go to this governor? He has bad intentions and wants to put me in a dilemma!"
The small-eyed staff member frowned: "When the emperor comes, it means trouble is coming. Has my lord thought of a countermeasure?"
Because Yuzhou is close to the Gyeonggi region, the imperial intimidation is the strongest, and it is also considered the safest state capital in the eyes of the world. Therefore, Yuzhou's military defense is also the weakest state capital, with the entire state capital having less than 5,000 troops.
This small force is like an ant in front of Beidi's 200,000-strong army.
In the eyes of hundreds of thousands of rebels, it was as easy as strangling an ant.
Cen Zhu, the governor of Yuzhou, was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "How can I, the governor, have a countermeasure? If I have a countermeasure, I will come to you late at night?"
As he spoke, he said as if he was complaining: "And that ignorant Li Chengshang, relying on his status as the prince's uncle, actually wanted to order the governor to send troops to rescue the old emperor. He didn't want to think about what would happen if I led the troops away.
Will the Yuzhou Prefecture be taken advantage of by others leading troops to take advantage of it?"
The snub-nosed staff member pondered for a long time and then said: "He is a marginalized prince. You treat him like a clown. You can let him do whatever he wants. You can choose to ignore him.
It’s just that the emperor is here, and his subordinates are afraid that he will send someone to cut off the queen. If this happens, how should we deal with it?"