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Chapter 666 God put it in my hands

He looked up at the sky and thought for a while: "Think about it, it's been about thirty years! A young lady saved me. The young lady's name was Cui Yanyu, and her father Cui Hang was the Minister of the Ministry of Finance at the time. This

Cui Hang was very timid. At that time, it was common practice for the Ministry of Hubu to steal silver, and every time the Minister of Hubu took office, he would receive a large sum of silver. I remember that the amount given to him was five thousand taels."

There was a clatter in the room, as if the teacup had been placed on the saucer.

Yan Shiyue did not look back.

Chen En also acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued: "Cui Hang wanted silver again, but he was timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Then he thought of a way to make fake silver out of tin. Then I took over the job.

Come down."

He looked at her with a smile: "So, this fake ingot was originally made by a court official. Isn't it interesting?"

Yan Shiyue nodded: "It's quite interesting."

Chen En continued: "Then I traveled half the world, found this place, and started making counterfeit silver for him... At that time, the Ministry of Revenue seemed to have a shortage of two to three million silver coins, right? Then Cui Hang had

He obtained fake ingots and kept going in and out, always getting hundreds of thousands of them, until he left office four years later."

"Shortly after he left office, Cui Xiaoniang died, and I left. But two years later, someone came to me again to make counterfeit silver. Just like this, sometimes no one came to me for several years, and sometimes no one came to me every year, until

now."

Yan Shiyue said: "Aren't you lying? You shouldn't be in the same place all the time. If someone comes to you, how can you respond in time?"

"Why should I respond in time?" Chen En said with a smile: "Whenever I see it, I will respond."

Yan Shiyue didn't ask what the contact information was at that time, so he looked at the shadow guard, who nodded, meaning that this possibility could be realized.

Then she gossiped: "Thirty years ago? So how old are you?"

Chen En smiled and said nothing, "Is it my turn to ask?"

She spread her hands and motioned for him to ask.

Chen En thought for a while: "I actually have nothing to ask."

She said: "Then you gave up this right?"

Chen En smiled: "Giving up, but feeling unwilling to do so, let me ask, how is Your Highness going to deal with me?"

"I don't know!" Yan Shiyue said: "I have no control over torture and extorting confessions, but as the saying goes, there is nothing you can ask for under three trees. Why do you have to go to this point? Why don't you just say it? Anyway, you will never do it again.

If you can’t play this trick anymore, then what’s the point of hiding it?”

Chen En said with a smile: "Suppose that a few years after my death, someone discovered the hidden silver and thought it was a fortune, but it turned out to be all in vain. I would be filled with emotions from heaven to earth... I would become a ghost.

, it will be interesting to watch.”

No, that's not right.

He shouldn't be such a person.

If this feeling makes him feel interesting, then his entire performance in this story should not be like this. He should leave some small tails, deliberately let people see it, and then maliciously enjoy this "civil unrest"

"feeling.

But he is not. He looked like a gentleman throughout the entire process.

When she plays someone, she is used to putting all her emotions into it, and the same is true when she wants to know what he is thinking.

So she felt something was wrong.

Chen En saw her suddenly become silent and couldn't help but look her up and down with great interest.

Then Yan Shiyue suddenly raised his eyes and asked him: "Do you have any friends?"

Originally, this question was very easy to answer, but he hesitated for a rare moment, and then smiled: "Of course, there are many."

She also smiled, and then she said to him gently: "Do you know something?"

"What?"

She said: "When people lie, they will put extra emphasis on it, and then they will look at the other person... to see if 'I' believe it."

Chen En raised his eyebrows.

Then Yan Shiyue said directly: "Here comes someone!"

The shadow guard stepped forward in response, Yan Shiyue said: "That tin painting shop in the north of the city, arrest the shopkeeper and search carefully, the money is hidden there!"

This order came too suddenly. Even if the shadow guard had doubts in his heart, he would not fail to give her face. He responded and quickly retreated.

The rare smile disappeared from Chen En's face.

Then she looked at him like this, their eyes meeting each other. After a while, Chen En smiled and said: "I didn't expect it... I didn't expect it... people really can't be judged by their appearance."

She sat back down and asked him leisurely: "What's your name?"

"Name..." He smiled: "If you don't ask, I will forget it. My surname is Jiang, my given name is Li, and my courtesy name is Henbie."

"Jiang Henbie," Yan Shiyue nodded: "Oh, it's quite tasty."

Jiang Hen, don’t laugh and say nothing.

This person's appearance is really good, and his calm demeanor of not caring about life and death is quite charming. No wonder he can deceive so many people.

Then Jiang Henbie smiled and said: "Your Highness, can I ask why you think it is that tin painting shop?"

Yan Shiyue said: "I can answer you this way, because you said that you have made six million fake gold ingots before. Such a large project cannot be done in a day, nor can it be done in a room, so

, you must have a place."

"And you said that the Hollow Yuanbao has been destroyed, so whether you make it as you go, or make a batch first and wait for the capital to come... you have to have such a place, so isn't this inevitable?

Definitely look for a local tin shop!”

Jiang Hen said goodbye: "Then why is it that tin painting shop?"

"Because I am the Empress of Fortune!" Yan Shiyue said: "Whatever I want, God will put it in my hands. Although I have been in Hedao Town for a few days, the only place I visited was that tin painting shop.

, so I thought it was that one! Then your reaction told me that I guessed it right.”

Jiang Hendon looked at her. After a while, he smiled and said, "If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have saved you at that time."

Although he is smiling, his hatred is clear.

Yan Shiyue said: "It seems that your friend is quite important to you. Let's do this. If you tell me where the fake gold treasure is, I will spare his life."

Jiang Henbie shook his head with a smile and closed his eyes.

Yan Shiyue said: "You don't believe me? I won't break my promise if I tell you to spare me!"

He still didn't answer, so she added, "How about we talk about you being such a careless person!"

Jiang Hen said goodbye but stopped talking.

Yan Shiyue also said he was tired. Seeing that he really didn't want to speak anymore, he handed the man over to the shadow guard and went into the house to see Emperor Ming Yan.

Emperor Ming Yan and Prince Chun were playing chess by the window, but they had stopped long ago. The three of them sat quietly and listened to what was going on outside the window.

Then Yan Shiyue asked: "Aye?"

Emperor Ming Yan shook his head to indicate that nothing was wrong.

Prince Chun sighed: "Cui Hang, the late emperor was a famous upright official in the entire dynasty at that time! After his death, the late emperor gave him the posthumous title of 'Zhonglian'!"

Loyalty is really ironic.

Corruption has been banned repeatedly throughout the dynasties... At the time, Emperor Yongzheng hated corruption, so he raised cheap money, and there was also the "return of fire to the public", as well as the famous and frightening bloody trick, and the secret system, but they could not be cured.

Yan Shiyue glanced at Emperor Ming Yan, so should he bring out this fire-hungry butterfly to distract his biological father? (To be continued)


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