After the Rothchild family controlled Japan's financial lifeline with huge loans, in order to ensure the rational use of loans and produce huge benefits, it was first necessary to save the Japanese economy, and the agents of the Rothchild family proposed a plan to the Japanese government, which could not only solve the dilemma of bank operation, but also reverse the dilemma of paper currency depreciation in one fell swoop, and regain the trade pricing power controlled by foreign foreign banks in the field of foreign trade.

On the advice of the financial advisors of the Rothchild family, the Ministry of Finance of Japan made every effort to prepare 3 million yen for Yokohama Shojin Bank for foreign exchange transactions. The money will be used to support Japan's export trade, and use exports to earn foreign exchange to solve the problem of domestic gold and silver shortage. The plan of the Rotchild financial advisers was that since there was a shortage of gold and silver in Japan and paper money was seriously overissued, it was not possible to solve the problem by looking for gold and silver from the country alone, and that gold and silver should be found all over the world and the paper money should be stabilized with the gold and silver flowing from outside.

At this time, the structure of Japan's foreign trade was similar to that of Qianguo, and its main export commodities were raw silk and tea. Among them, the raw silk industry has always been the most important traditional industry and export industry in Japan, accounting for about 30% of Japan's exports. Due to the fact that foreign foreign banks, with the support of foreign banks, completely monopolized the pricing power of commodities, Japanese raw silk and tea were often forced to sell to foreign banks at the price of jumping off buildings and selling them. The Japanese government and public have long been very dissatisfied with this, but there has been no effective way. However, at the behest of the Rothchild family, the Yokohama Shojin Bank began to act intensively.

Japanese silk and tea merchants were short of cash, while foreign foreign companies paid commercial bills that were due six months. Only then can you go to a foreign bank to withdraw money. If there is an urgent need for capital turnover. It must be discounted by a foreign bank. But the discount rate can be as high as 20%, which is equivalent to losing 20% of the trade profit for nothing, and if you are not willing to lose, you have to wait. However, silk tea is a commodity that cannot wait, and it will deteriorate after a long time. As a result, the lack of funds has led to a slow pace of purchasing silk tea, and silk farmers cannot afford to wait. It can only be sold at a low price. Foreign firms have made huge profits.

The advent of the Yokohama Shojin Bank immediately shattered the pricing power of foreign banks over trade. When the foreign bank negotiated a contract with the businessmen and issued a commercial bill, the Zhengjin Bank immediately intervened, and it immediately paid the merchants yen cash to buy the bill, and the discount was very favorable. These yen notes are the special funds lent by the Japanese government's Ministry of Finance to the Zhengjin Bank at a very low interest rate at the behest of the Rothchild Bank. In this way, businessmen no longer have to wait for the long maturity time of commercial bills, nor do they have to take them to foreign banks for discounting at great losses. Now, the bill of exchange is held by Zhengjin Bank and the full risk is assumed. After the bill of exchange is due. Payments made by foreign merchants will be made in the form of gold and silver coins directly into the Ministry of Finance's account at the Jeongjin Bank.

In this way, a virtuous circle was formed, with the Jeongjin Bank lending yen notes cheaply from the Ministry of Finance. After the maturity of the bills of exchange, the foreign gold and silver coins are paid to the Zhengjin Bank, which then flows into the Ministry of Finance, and the Zhengjin Bank makes a profit from the interest rate difference between the money borrowed by the government and the discount given to the foreign bills. At this time, the Ministry of Finance acquired a large amount of gold and silver coins to recycle yen banknotes and rebuild the yen's credit. The Japanese exporters immediately used the funds obtained to purchase silk tea, which accelerated the speed of capital turnover, and the purchase volume increased significantly, and the silk farmers benefited. Japanese merchants won more bargaining power when negotiating with foreign firms. At the same time, Yokohama Shojin Bank saw an unprecedented expansion of its business and began to open branches in major overseas financial centers.

Yokohama Shojin Bank's financial innovation has been an unprecedented success. It was the birth and great success of the Shojin Bank that reversed Japan's collapsing monetary system, strengthened the position of the Meiji government, and eliminated the financial bubble formed by the monetary expansion caused by the Southwest War.

Subsequently, at the suggestion of the Rothchild family, the Japanese government followed the example of the Bank of England and established the Bank of Japan, and after the establishment of the Bank of Japan, the Bank of Japan began to work closely with the Bank of Japan. The Bank of Japan provided a 2% ultra-low-interest loan to Zhengjin Bank, providing strong support for Zhengjin Bank to enter the global market. In turn, the Bank provided the Bank of Japan with a steady stream of gold and silver currency reserves, helping the Bank of Japan to build unbreakable monetary credit. In just over a year, the gold and silver reserves behind the yen banknotes have skyrocketed from a pitiful 8.7 million yen at the beginning to 22.55 million yen, accounting for 46% of the total currency circulation. Japan's paper money was finally restored to the same credit as silver coins, and the yen's credit defense battle was unprecedentedly victorious.

Economists in Western countries were amazed by Japan's economic achievements, and the Japanese government demonstrated to the world that it was able to control finance by completely subduing such a violent inflation in such a short period of time, and that such an over-issuance of paper money was able to restore credit without depreciation at all. Japan has gone from being completely ignorant of what modern banks are to becoming the first country in Asia to have a central bank, and the world cannot but be amazed.

Yoko Shimazu deeply understands that if Japan's economic strength is further strengthened, strengthening its military strength is almost an inevitable choice!

And when Japan's military strength becomes strong again, it will definitely start a war with Qianguo!

Under the Meiji government, it took less than a year for Japan to recover from the heavy economic damage caused by the Southwest War, but it wanted to borrow its strength to attack Japan's Great Dry Empire, and in the past year, there have been almost no obvious changes!

And at this rate, the strength of the two sides will be reduced by one another, and when the war resumes, the Great Qian Empire will definitely not be Japan's opponent!

In that case, you will not be able to achieve your goal of revenge!

Thinking of this, Yoko Shimazu's heart couldn't help but become upset.

Will the person he was waiting for in Fuzhou fulfill his wish?

What did he do during the year?

The Great Qian Imperial Court only gave him an empty lord, and although he was given a silver medal, it was only a temporary power that could be withdrawn at any time!

Did you choose the wrong person?

But if you don't choose him, who can get into your eyes?

Isn't it the best choice for someone who can inflict such a heavy blow on Japan and Russia and leave himself unscathed?

But now he has gone to Beijing for the New Year. Why is he acting so laid-back?

When he returned to Fuzhou. Do you want to see him?

Insomnia again. Seeing the east revealing the white ...... of the fish belly

"Yoko-sama, it's time to get up." Qianguo's maid is more punctual than the clock.

"Miss Yoko, the hot springs have been bought, the house is ready-made, it used to be lived by a local Hanlin, it is very elegant and quiet, there are no idlers to disturb it, and the price is very fair...... "The housekeeper of Qianguo is also very fast.

"Okay. We're moving in today, and the house is selling as soon as possible, and I'm not going back here. Yoko Shimazu lazily commanded.

"Yes, I'll go to Zhang Luo."

Big mountains, deep valleys.

The black clouds pressed the whole sky within reach, and the wind seemed to blow down some great calamity, making the strong pines all over the mountain tremble, and let out one tidal wave after another of cries.

Even wrapped in a thick trench coat, the chill still penetrates into the bones. Between the mountains, a man in a dark black trench coat looked so small. He was standing in front of a blue-black boulder, slowly crouching down.

At the moment when the hideous lightning pierced the night sky. The boulder in front of him was reflected in a momentary light, and some vague symbols came into his sight, just for a moment. His throat rolled with a shudder, and a cold air mixed with the smell of earth was sucked into his lungs, and he raised the qi death lamp in his hand, casting a bleak glimmer of weak wind.

The rumbling thunder came belatedly, shaking every corner of the valley, as if a thrilling collapse was taking place above the invisible black clouds. But none of this had anything to do with him, and he held the lamp in one hand, and carefully brushed the moss off the boulder with the other.

"Smack."

I don't know how long later, the first rain fell on the world and hit the boulder in front of him. In an instant, the rain covered the land with strong winds. A swarm of bats screamed through the dark sky, and in the blink of an eye, they burrowed into a black hole in the corner of the mountain. The creatures of the whole world seem to be running away from something, and only a warm figure is left between heaven and earth.

"It's it!"

He screamed as his trembling hand wiped away the last patch of moss. He took off the heavy top hat of his trench coat and let the rain drench his gray hair. He hoped that the icy rain would make him more sober and certain that everything in front of him was true.

"Seventeen years."

An old, hoarse voice spat out of his throat, and he had been waiting for this day for seventeen years. He stared at the boulder in front of him, and now all the moss had been swept away from the boulder, revealing the full picture of it that had been sleeping for a long time. Countless strange symbols resemble fangs and claws from hell, as if they are eager to climb out of the boulder. In this world, I am afraid that only he knows the meaning of these symbols.

"Treasures of Heaven! The treasures of heaven exist! ”

He couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and couldn't wait to take out a piece of old cloth from the inner pocket of his trench coat. Seventeen years later, he had mastered every detail of this cloth. But at this moment, he still hopes to be able to confirm the meaning of these symbols word for word against this cloth.

Not wanting to wait any longer, he put down the lamp, arched himself, and lowered the old cloth on the ground in front of the boulder, shielding it from the wind and rain with his entire body. The two free hands reached out for the oiled paper and the iron pen, and the indigo lines were quickly sketched on the paper.

When he threw himself into the analysis work, it was as if he had entered another world. Time lost its meaning here, and in his deep pupils, only the code hidden in the ancient runes remained.

I don't know how long it has been, the rain in the valley has dispersed, but the light has not yet come to this world. In the pre-dawn darkness, he excitedly raised the oiled paper in his hand, which was densely packed with English. Seventeen years had passed, and he had been expecting these passwords to become familiar to him for a full seventeen years. And now, he's finally waiting.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin, and nothing could stop him from laughing, how he wished that the whole life of the valley would share this belated joy with him, how he wished that the next moment he could put this report on the podium of the Royal Oriental Society of the British Empire, for a veteran researcher like him, there was nothing more satisfying and proud of this discovery, and yet he could not laugh out loud.

"Thank you. Mr. Professor. ”

A cold voice sounded behind him. It seems to be the same hue as the chill before dawn. He couldn't turn his head to see the speaker's face. Because a cold, hard touch was pressing against the back of his head. He knew what that meant, and he could almost guess who it was, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Click."

He heard the sound of the gun being opened, and it was as if he had seen the bullet carrying a stream of heat through his skull, leaving an insignificant red in the vast valley. However, at this moment, he didn't care about that.

"I'm going to win." The old man sighed deeply and said in a deep voice to the person behind him, "Promise me." Find the treasure, win the war, and fulfill the ideals of the loyal king. ”

The man with the gun was noncommittal, but he could feel it from the muzzle of the gun against the back of his head, and the man's body trembled a little, as if he still did not believe that the old man's words were sincere.

The old man lowered his head and smiled bitterly, he knew that it would not be easy to explain such a thing to anyone, let alone to an executioner. But he continued to speak, to the people behind him, or. It is said to himself:

"To win this war, build a real ...... Heavenly ......"

It was in this valley. The last language.

"Bang!"

In the woods, a flock of panicked birds scattered in all directions.

The valley ushered in another dawn as usual.

The ancient trees on the back mountain of the Mazu Temple are towering to the sky, and the thick shade covers it, and there are bird voices from time to time, which sets off the seclusion of the empty mountain.

The white silk shoes stopped on the stone path. Li Sizhu sighed slightly, he didn't want to see those people again...... If it's gone, let it pass. It is to go on with the present life - but those people and things just want to find themselves.

Her hand was resting on the stone on the side of the road, and suddenly she felt something strange about her emotions.

She suddenly looked down and saw that her somewhat pale palms were faintly transparent on the cold black stone. This stone is quite strange, thin and craggy, not at all like the common mountain stones in this area, and abrupt as if flying, without a trace of mortality.

Staring at the boulder, the look in Li Sizhu's eyes gradually became solemn, and slowly, he raised his hand on the stone.

There was indeed a carved word under his hand, obviously after a long time, and the original vermilion on the word had faded, leaving only a dark engraving.

That's some weird pattern.

Li Sizhu's eyes followed the engraving and saw a lot of strange words carved on the stone.

Her eyes lit up.

Even the green parrot on her shoulder was unusually uneasy, scratching her shoulder, her eyes revealing mixed emotions. Li Sizhu looked at the words, her hand was raised as if it was burned, and she couldn't help but press back on her heart-there, the small glasses seemed to be attached to her heart, making her feel extremely cold.

She was back in front of the strange stone.

And when she saw this stone before, it was in the garden of her own home in Suzhou City, when her father and mother were still alive......

It's been so long since I've been drifting away - it's been seventeen years since I last came to this stone? Seventeen years seems like a momentary thing. All the legends seem to have drawn a circle, from the end to the beginning.

Lonely time, and what cruel years.

Thankfully, I still have someone to wait for.

But why did this stone appear here?

Leaning on the back of the stone, all of a sudden, the things encountered in countless calamities came to my heart like a tide—how many joys, sorrows, hatreds, joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows I had seen; How many times have I experienced life and death, parting, grief and death being overwhelming. Li Sizhu suddenly felt that he couldn't resist, his hand was weak, he held on to the stone wall, and closed his eyes.

Seeing this stone again, the wheel of fortune has begun to turn again, right?

"Excuse me, are you Miss Sizhu?" Suddenly, in the silent empty mountain, a voice sounded softly in her ears, startling Li Sizhu - turning her head, she saw a middle-aged man standing quietly on a stone, looking at her with dark eyes.

That look, with compassion and regret, turned out to be similar to that of my father......

"Who is the gentleman? How do I know my name? Li Sizhu was stunned for a moment, got up and saluted, and asked softly.

The man raised his hand to return the salute, "Hehe, I heard from Sister-in-law Ma, who sells soy milk, about Miss, and I don't want to see you here today." I...... Don't hide it, Miss, I have a daughter who was separated at an early age, and her name is also Sizhu ......"

"That's the case......" Li Sizhu remembered his life experience, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity for the man in front of him.

"If she is still alive now, she should be as old as Miss......" The man sighed and saluted Li Sizhu again, "Shicai was abruptly offended and frightened Miss, please forgive Miss." ”

"It's okay, sir, don't be polite." Li Sizhu waved his hand, turned around and was about to leave, but heard the middle-aged man ask, "Miss has seen this stone before?" ”

"No, no." Li Sizhu's heart was a little flustered, "It's the first time I've seen such a stone here, and I just feel a little strange." ”

"I see." The middle-aged man approached and said, "I'm also very strange, how can there be such a large piece of Lingbi stone produced in Suzhou, Anhui Province in the mountains and forests of Fujian Province." ”

"Oh." Li Sizhu knew what this stone was for the first time, and nodded subconsciously.

"Lingbi is a stone in the world, the sound is like bronze jasper, Xiurun four times Langang Cui, treasure in the world He Weiwei." The middle-aged man stroked the stone surface with his hand and said, "This stone is as black as ink, and the wrinkles are like an axe splitting a thousand thousands; Like layers of waves, heavy snow stacked on top of each other; It is like a spring breeze blowing clear water, and the microwave is rolling; The stone skin is covered with linen, inextricably linked, and it is natural, and the so-called Dapu is not carved, but the runes on it have destroyed its natural beauty. (To be continued......)

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