Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
Chapter 1259: Yang Zhao's Worries!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Haha, Big Brother, long time no see!"
Wang Chong faintly smiled, clearly not minding that he had been called by his actual name. He pointed at a nearby table and chair and indicated that Yang Zhao should sit.
A maid came over to pour new tea and serve a new set of pastries.
"Big Brother, you seem extremely worried over something. Just what has you in such a state? Have the Confucians also started to censure you as well?"
Wang Chong took a light sip of his tea and smiled.
"Worthy brother, I don't have a single shred of military authority, and it's not like I'm enemies with them, so why would they pay any attention to me? But if I don't handle this matter well, I fear that the Confucians might actually censure me."
Yang Zhao sighed, his brow creasing in worry.
"Oh?"
Wang Chong raised an eyebrow and his expression immediately turned serious.
"It sounds rather serious. Just what has happened?"
"This is actually related to you. You remember the gold yuan certificates you proposed to His Majesty?"
Yang Zhao's brow was creased in worry as he brought up the proposal Wang Chong had made to the Bureau of Revenue a long time ago.
"Whether it's gold or silver, small households and establishments really don't care, and they can get by just carrying around a few loose pieces of silver. If they need to travel to a faraway place, they just get a cloth bag and tie it to their belt. But the Great Tang is currently thriving and prosperous, and countless tycoons and merchants crisscross the empire. Every day, the amount of silver going in and out is like a surging river, and it truly feels like they spend money like water. This is no small sum. This is particularly the case with a few of the noble clans. After several hundred years of inheritance, they've come to control many caravans that can influence commodity prices throughout the Nine Provinces. A single deal can involve tens of thousands of taels of gold or silver. Carrying this much g
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