Unlike the Longyuan Palace, the Northwest Palace is the main center of the Northwest City.
According to legend, four hundred years ago, the northwest road was quite desolate. The original Daocheng was in Yanzhou City, and the ancestors of the Zhang family in the northwest were enfeoffed here.
At that time, the King of Northwest had a long-term vision and was extremely persevering. He led hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to build a city here.
Four hundred years have passed, and the once small city has become one of the most important cities in the world.
To the east is a thousand-mile pasture with countless horses stocked. To the south is an endless farmland, plus minerals and the like.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a collection of the essence of one Tao. Therefore, for four hundred years, there have been a constant stream of people who settled here, and now, there are millions.
Mobile people are several times more so.
Sitting in such a big city, the wealth of the Zhang family in the northwest is far superior to the Zhang family in Longyuan. It is not surprising that Yang Yu was still a little moved when the boss handed over the file.
"I think I am a rich man, but compared to this old prince, I still feel ashamed of myself and ashamed of myself..."
The big boss put down the file.
Just counting the supplies, he used thousands of people, all of whom were proficient in counting numbers, and he went there for nearly two days.
Of course, more time is spent on Zhang Xuanyi's huge number of children. These princes and grandchildren are richer than the other...
"Although I was prepared, I was still unexpected..."
After picking up a book and reading it for two pages, Yang Yu couldn't help but jump.
Nearly ten years after coming to this world, he saw the word "Yi" on a document file for the first time...
Never is billion!
All kinds of gold, silver, jewelry and jade, equivalent to silver, are about 127.48 million...
What a huge wealth this is?
When he was a yamen runner in Heishan City, he earned only two taels a year, and when he became a prison guard, he only cost ten taels of silver.
A small courtyard, seventy-five taels, and the precious medicine soup for the first blood exchange was only 200 taels of silver.
This is a huge wealth that most people in the world cannot make for thousands of years!
"Northwest Road, the roots are broken! Zhang Xuanyi also has connections with outside the pass. Last spring, he also left a thousand dragon horses and a thousand pounds of black iron to Dali..."
The boss is also a little bit tart.
He was burdened with money and had an extremely keen sense of business. Over the past decades, he had spanned various paths and pulled out dozens of huge caravans and countless shops.
But even so, you can't make so much money, not to mention savings, costs, and expenses, it is far from enough.
This does not include grain, salt and iron, shops, land, mines, horse farms, orchards under the name of Zhang in the northwest...
"However, 35% of this money should be taxes and silver submitted to the court..."
Yu Yang touched his chin.
This life is different from the previous life. It is too huge. The initial tax of the imperial court was silver, not food.
It is not paid every year, but a limit of ten years, with regular payments and calculations of the time. It seems that this year is the year of tax payment.
"How could he bear to hand it over?"
The boss sat beside him and sneered: "Why did Yan Dongjun get up so quickly? Of course, Zhang Xuanyi's indulgence is indulgence!
There was a huge chaos among the people and thieves were everywhere. He had the final say on whether or not to pay the tax or not!”
Yang Yu nodded. It was not difficult to see. However, he touched his chin and was a little playful: "I'm afraid that he is not the only one who does this..."
You know, it’s not just the Northwest Road in chaos…
"There is no way to resurrect Zhang Yuanzhu. Today's Zhang family is not the same as before..."
大老板叹了口气.
He has been doing business for many years and has traveled all over the world, so he is naturally extremely sensitive to environmental changes. In recent years, business is difficult to do.
百姓们无钱可榨,可不就轮到他们了?
毕竟,官绅一体,商人,只是贱籍……
"With counting Zhang's family, the rest of the big tribes in the city should not be ignored. People cannot leave, and money and food should not be spared!"
Yu Yang spoke.
With his own strength, he wanted to subdue this city with all his strength, but he still couldn't.
Zhang has been the target of public criticism, and many descendants are not good at it. If he touches him, the other major tribes in the city will naturally not fight to the death.
But once it continues and touches them, it is hard to say.
These gentry and tribes have control over the people's livelihood in a city. If they really want to attack and encourage the people, they will not be inferior to the Liansheng Church.
Even though he had great martial arts skills, he did not want to face that situation.
“By the way.”
The boss remembered something, and his expression was a little weird: "What should you do with the female family in the royal palace? The old guy's wife and daughter are more than 2,000..."
“……暂时收押.”
杨狱瞪了他一眼,也有些牙酸.
In the past life, even if the kings and princes were rich in the world, they would have limited physical strength in the end, and they were afraid that indulgence would hurt their bodies.
可此世大有不同.
Even though Zhang Xuanyi has not fought with others for a long time, he does not lack elixirs and resources, and he is a master of cultivation.
再多放纵,也足可支撑……
But he still felt a little at a loss when he was so obsessed with it...
“你想?”
大老板神色古怪.
"roll!"
Yu Yang stared at him.
It's not because he is merciful, but it's not the moment of killing.
倒不是惧怕那些所谓士绅,而是冥书.
At this moment, he captured Zhang Xuanyi and took charge of the Northwest King's Mansion. However, in the eyes of most people in the city, this place is still under the jurisdiction of the Northwest King.
It is different from Yanzhou City, which has been in the for many days.
Therefore, the broken pages of Mingshu have not yet been recognized and have not covered Northwest Dao City. This requires a process...
As long as the broken pages of the Ming Book cover Daocheng and hold this broken page in his hand, he will not lack people to use, but at this time, he will naturally be slightly relieved.
当然,只是稍稍.
In three days, hundreds of people were sentenced by him to the statutory canon. They cooperated with opening warehouses to provide relief to comfort the victims and the people.
"Get out."
The boss smiled and got up, and turned to go to work hard.
He actually has very few hobbies. In addition to fortune-telling, he likes to count wealth and get over money. Even if it is not his own, it will make him happy.
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He shook his head in his heart, and did not delay Yang Yu's eyes and read all the documents and made a reply.
Although the broken pages of the Nether Book cannot be used for the time being, they can be found in the secret. Of course, it is also possible to find some available people from such a heavy city.
only……
"Calculate the time, it's time for the letter sent by Yanzhou City to arrive in Heishan City. I wonder when that Senior Brother Wang will arrive?"
A thought arose in his mind, and Yang Yu stretched out his muscles and bones.
At this moment, the moon is in the middle of the sky, which is rare, it is a snowless sunny day.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, he was going to meet someone.
...
...
Wenchunyuan is the largest brothel in Northwest Road.
Because it is not in a bustling city, it occupies a lot of land, not like a brothel or a mansion of a large family.
Within the tall courtyard wall, there are nine heavy buildings with nine floors high, so it is also called the "ninth floor" among the people who are good at it.
With nine tall buildings, all kinds of facilities are complete, with exquisitely designed garden landscapes, and even this rare geothermal lake.
At this moment, when the cold winter has not subsided, the heat is still surging and the water vapor is lingering, adding a bit of style.
"Sister Infant..."
The door of the wing room in a tall building was knocked open, and Yu Lingxian, who looked a little haggard, smiled reluctantly.
In front of her was a delicate and petite girl in pink. She looked at Yu Lingxian and snorted:
"It's all about Junior Sister Yu's national beauty. Now it seems that it's just like that."
"Senior Sister Ying is the national beauty, and the junior sister is far from the same."
Yu Lingxian tied up her hair and said softly:
"Sister Sister has been sleeping for a few days. Today, but Sister Feng is going to see me?"
"You're just shivering?"
Ying Lier turned around with a stern face.
Yu Lingxian took a deep breath and followed, feeling a little depressed.
Feng Wushuang, ranked first among their generation of saints. Not only does she possess the magical powers that my mother values, she also has extremely high talent.
Not to mention this generation of saints, but to go forward three generations, the talent is second to none.
In the quiet garden, there is a melodious sound of piano and a melodious sound of flute. The afterglow of the Yu Lingxian swept over, and there was a boat sailing on the warm lake among the lingering water vapor.
The pleasure boat was floating in the water vapor, and there were a lot of beakers on it, some people played the piano, some people pressed the robe, and some people played the flute lightly...
The one who was surrounded by stars like stars in the middle was a stunning woman dressed in men's clothes. She lay in front of the shore, lazy and heroic.
"Sister Wushuang..."
Yu Lingxian took the initiative to salute.
Unlike myself, the person in front of me is a celebrity in the sect. His full strength is almost more respected by my mother than the great elders.
"Junior Sister Yu is really pity for me..."
The sound came, and the sound of the zither stopped. Feng Wushuang turned her eyes and looked at her curiously:
"I heard that you violated Tai Sui and the passing years were unfavorable. Not only did you lose all the strongholds in Qingzhou in the church, but you also affected Lin Surong, and Lin Wenjun also became a loser?"
“…”
Yu Lingxian was speechless and wanted to refute it, but had no idea how to start, so she had to nod helplessly:
"Senior sister said yes, that's it."
"I also heard that there are a few masters who have been killed in the stronghold you went to these days? But you don't seem to be injured..."
On the pleasure boat, everyone's eyes fell on Yu Lingxian, which made the latter's breathing a little uncomfortable.
These people who are facing a low and low face in Feng Wushuang are not the singers on the 9th floor, but the saints who have been like her!
It's just that many of them lost their seats.
"What the senior sister means is to suspect that the junior sister colludes with outsiders and attacks the church?"
Yu Lingxian's heart was slightly sank.
"It's not suspicion, but certain! You're too underestimating the teachings. Although you're very careful, you can't hide it from everyone..."
Feng Wushuang gently pinched the folding fan and looked at her with a smile:
"But I see you are still in a perfect state. Why, your mistress isn't a man?"
While speaking, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at the man in black who was walking slowly in the night. The latter looked up and his eyes were like a torch in the night:
Chapter completed!