Third Sister You is a woman with a lot of feelings, she can play, Jia Cong also doesn't like to be too rigid, these two people are together, they are really chess opponents, they will meet good talents, you come and go, they fight equally, especially in the wing room at night, Jia Cong really swept away the fatigue and anguishness of the office, and was very happy, and it was really comfortable all night.

The next day, he said goodbye and went south to Zhenjiang, a three-masted sailing ship, heading straight to the south of the Yangtze River.

Besides, in the boat, there is also a cold beauty who accompanies her day and night, which is Master Miaoyu, one of our golden hairpins.

Master Miaoyu is high and cold, this kind of high cold from the inside out, like the snow town of the cold winter wax moon, "grass in September, sheep slaughtered in March", it really makes people shudder!

With such a praising who doesn't like to laugh, will Jia Cong become the king of Zhou You?

Otherwise, he fantasized about the Yangtze River as West Lake, and now he is the Fan Li of "Fubi Taozhu", no matter how cold he is, he can also be trained into Xizi!

On the deck outside the hatch, on a Taishi chair, Jia Congsao stilted his legs, raised a glass to invite Mingyue, and turned into three people, "Miaoyu is wet, what kind of water is this?" ”

Miaoyu stood in the bow of the boat facing the wind, thinking about it: "This is the water of forgetfulness, the great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, throughout the ages, everything is a grain of dust in the mustard seed, and it is nothing, only the great river will last forever, and it will be ruthless." ”

"What day is this?"

"This is from the hateful sky, thirty-three days, only from the hated sky is the highest, today's fog is vast, a night of dense fog across the Yangtze River, far and near are indistinguishable from people, the magic is clever Zhuge Liang, and the beauty is famous from generation to generation. Because this fog obscures the sight of man, he sees nothing, he wants to find but cannot get it, and he separates sorrow and hatred, and he is all away from hatred. ”

Jia Cong applauded: "It's so wet, it's so wet!" ”

The Miaoyu in front of her, after several times of full reclamation and development by Jia Cong, her steps are more staggering, her complexion is ruddy, and her body is delicate, but what remains unchanged is her high and cold, full of charm, never tired of tasting, and she is really a rare wonderful person.

Miaoyu came back with a smile, tied a cloak to Jia Cong, and the boat under her rode the wind and waves, and as the bow of the boat moved forward, the river on both sides stirred up two white water splashes, because of the heavy rain, the river water was not as clear as usual, and it was difficult to see the swimming fish jumping out.

At this time, in the invisible fog on the opposite side, there was also a voice: "It's so wet, it's so wet, why is it so wet?" ”

Listening to the thick voice, when they got closer, Jia Cong and the two of them could tell that it was a military attache with a helmet and armor, and it was a chief military officer, and there was also a flag on the mast.

This person is not anyone, it is Liu Ting, the general soldier of Zhenjiang that Jia Cong met a few years ago.

After the Ming Dynasty's guard system was eroded, it was replaced by Dashun, which implemented the conscription system, which was only called in nature, and was formally called the battalion system.

In fact, there was a battalion system in the Ming Dynasty, such as Yu Qian's Beijing battalion, but the tail of the guard system is too big to fall, and it can't be done in the end, and the battalion system is not invented by anyone out of thin air, but it is produced in accordance with the times.

The two largest battalions in Dashun Jiangsu are the Jiangbei Battalion and the Zhenjiang Battalion.

"Oops! The last general has seen Mishi-sama! Liu Ting clenched his fists in the air, although Jia Cong now does not have the right to supervise the army and the right to admiral, but the prosperous era is noble and cheap, and the military exploits of a hundred battles are not as good as a splendid article, otherwise why would the Jia family, who started with military merits, call themselves the family of poetry? Most of them have turned into texts with force.

Jia Cong saw the cage of the other party's boat, it turned out to be Liu Ting's boat and didn't know what was wrong, and several cargo boxes on the ship fell to the river.

When he got closer, Jia Cong saw clearly that Liu Ting's four or five ships were full of this kind of wooden boxes, and Jia Cong was suspicious in his heart, could it be silver? A general soldier has the silver of five official ships? The corruption of the commander of this place is even more serious than himself!

Why didn't he exchange it for a membership ticket?

"Mr. Liu, don't come to Yangzhou, this is going to Yangzhou?"

Needless to say, Liu Ting came in response to Liu Zhiyuan's call, Jia Cong did not have the right to transfer troops, Jia Cong put on his official authority, did not stand up, and was thinking of sitting on the opposite boat to check the situation, and suddenly the salvage person accidentally opened a box cage that had been hit, only to hear a loud sound, and the ship's side was filled with a piece of copper coins of different colors.

"This ......," Jia Cong became interested.

"Privately minted copper coins?" Miaoyu also saw that she was a very smart person, and when she was in Jiangnan, she didn't go out, otherwise she wouldn't be "tolerated by the power", plus she followed Jia Cong, transcribed and checked the case files of the yamen in various places, and read a lot of books, and the private money at the moment could be distinguished at a glance.

"Qianming has a new book of "Jianghu History and Deception", which teaches people how to distinguish private money. Private money is generally not in good condition, iron, lead, and tin are doped more, and copper is very small, and there are many ways to mint money, and many people can't distinguish them at all. Miaoyu's lowered voice was mixed with a sneer: "This person is the chief military officer, and it is really easy for him to secretly mint private money." ”

"Not bad." Jia Cong nodded: "The key is that copper is expensive and silver is cheap, one or two silver can buy six hundred copper coins, many rich people buy a large number of copper artifacts to make copper coins, which will make twice as much money, and then reduce the copper component, it is a huge profit, which is called being rich and unkind." ”

"Ming Sizong Records" recorded that copper and silver were cheap, including the Ming Dynasty literati who kindly compiled the "Jianghu Calendar Du Deception New Book", but there are many civilians, they can't tell the difference, and there is a lot of knowledge in it.

Official coinage and private money circulate together, no matter which period of feudal society, most of them exist, and the common people suffer losses after they get private money, and then use it to buy things or pay taxes, and the officials and merchants do not recognize the low copper money, so that the blood and sweat of these civilians who have worked hard for several years is a pile of broken copper and iron.

For example, the households in the south of the Yangtze River who raise silkworms and mulberry have to transfer the raw silk to the tooth shop to sell it to rest assured, if in this process, the tooth shop abuses cheap private money, then the household will only go bankrupt and die when paying taxes.

And the people who mint private money, there are many officials, officers and soldiers, or people who have a relationship with officers and soldiers, the place where private money is minted is very secret, and the words "Yongle Tongbao" can also be added, and modern fake money is a truth.

Miaoyu was thinking, would Jia Cong take care of it?

Although Jia Cong is very bad, in Miaoyu's opinion, Jia Cong is so bad that there is a bottom line, at least he will not harm innocent civilians.

And at this time, after Liu Ting's face changed greatly, it was difficult to look at it, it was because of private money that he couldn't change the meeting ticket, how could the person who held the meeting ticket not see it?

Even if Jia Cong can't control him, if he reports and rubs the edge a little bit in the middle of the twists, won't he be in danger?

The commander of the military region is very good, but he is also afraid of this imperial history.

Yu Shi is the one who can pull Hou Bo off the horse in minutes, terrifying.

"Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but this official doesn't see it at all, this fog is filled, but it delays my trip for several days, oops, Mr. Liu, the fog is too big, I can't see you very clearly......"

Liu Ting's heart was relieved, it seems that sending some silver can solve the problem.

After all, civil officials love money, and military attaches are afraid of death, so they live up to the words prosperity.