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Chapter six hundred and thirty IX bow head and neck

Outside Falan Temple, the monk beside Yang Guang looked at the smoke-wave Falan Temple from afar, and his face changed wildly, and he sneaked towards Falan Temple without a trace.

Zhang Bairen did not know the various changes in Falan Temple, but was just devoted to comprehending the Great Vacuum Handprint.

The great vacuum handprint's attainment about chaos has reached an extremely profound state, which has indescribable benefits for Zhang Bairen's cultivation of the universe.

After all, Tufan was defeated, and he would have to be defeated! The Western Turks could not go to war with the extremely powerful Sui Dynasty for Tufan.

Countless Tumen's powerful people tied their hands with their necks tied with their hands. The king's grandson, as prisoners of the defeated country, came to worship.

Fu Yun is here too!

On the border of the Great Sui Dynasty, colorful flags waving, and murderous intent soared into the sky.

This is the evil spirit of the army that is brought by the army.

With Fu Yun's arrival, Zhang Bairen woke up from seclusion. How could such a big thing be missed?

The ceremony was held, and Fu Yun led the powerful and powerful people in the territory to kneel down on the ground. Yang Guang sat upright and looked down at the powerful and powerful people in the territory below, his eyes full of pride. It is definitely a very fulfilling thing to be able to call the lord of a country like this.

The Western Turks and the Eastern Turks accompanied them, standing below Yang Guang, and did not dare to sit with Yang Guang.

The Heavenly Dynasty is the Heavenly Dynasty, and the rules cannot be broken.

Zhang Bairen stood below, standing in front of the ministers, looking at the crying and humiliating king, and Fu Yun, who was sad and angry, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

This is just like this if the success and the defeat of the enemy is!

"Fu Yun, do you know your guilt?" Yang Guang looked down at Fu Yun below.

Fu Yun knelt down on the ground, touching the ground with his forehead: "Xiao Wang knows his guilt, and I would like to ask the Holy Emperor to punish him!"

"Since you know that you are guilty, you should not get the punishment quickly!" Zhang Bairen shouted coldly and immediately called Fu Yun's body to tremble.

"The Great Sui Dynasty is the supreme country of the Celestial Empire. How could it be so ungrateful? Since Fu Yun has already known the crime, the king will punish him and it will be generous, which will also make the Celestial Empire generous!" Bi Khan spoke on the same side.

Yang Guang touched his chin and agreed with Shibi Khan's words. Now that Tufan is defeated, the punishment is just a humiliation.

"Your Majesty, Tufan promotes Buddhism and Taoism. The Buddhist rebellious party fled into Tufan by himself. It has grown and grown. You must be guarded against it!" But when an official walked out, Zhang Bairen did not recognize the other party, but saw that this person was dressed and had a great status in the court. The official turned around and scolded Fuyun: "Bold Fuyun, Buddhism is my rebellious party of the Sui Dynasty. You and Tufan actually worshipped him. Could it be that I don't take my decree seriously?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bairen's eyes flashed, as if he understood something. This guy was a chess piece launched by Taoism. It seems that Taoism has made a lot of plans.

"Xiao Wang knows the crime! Xiao Wang knows the crime!" Fu Yun just prayed for mercy repeatedly.

"Since you know the crime, can you know what to do when you go back?" Yang Guang said expressionlessly.

"After Xiao Wang returned, he immediately banned the Buddhist status, killed Buddhist believers, expelled Buddhist temples, destroyed the temples, and destroyed the Buddhas. Please forgive me!" Fu Yun knelt down on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were about to break, but he knelt down on the ground, fearing that someone would discover the hatred in his heart.

Shame! This is shame!

As soon as Fu Yun said this, it means that Tufan is about to bring about a storm and the destruction of Buddha will inevitably take place. As for how much effort Fu Yun will spend to destroy Buddha, no one knows.

Zhang Bairen thought in his mind, measuring all kinds of gains and losses. The civil and military officials of the Great Sui Dynasty took turns to humiliate the Tufan king, and even the princes, princesses and concubines behind the Tufan king were teased.

"It's so boring." Zhang Bairen shook his head and said goodbye without a trace. He was not interested in watching the trick of the strong humiliating the weak.

Back at the big tent, Zhang Bairen continued to comprehend his own Taoism and studied the true meaning of the Great Hand Seal of the Void.

Suddenly, a hurried footsteps came from the outside world. The curtain of the big tent was lifted, and a military secret office general walked in: "Grandmaster, it's not good!"

"Why are you so panicked?" Zhang Bairen said calmly.

"Governor, the bronze mold is stolen!" The guard was panicked: "The sky is about to collapse!"

"The copper mold is stolen? What kind of copper mold?" Zhang Bairen did not react for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"The copper mold of the money-making process in the Great Sui Treasury" guard lowered his voice.

"call"

Zhang Bairen suddenly stood up, his eyes full of shock: "When did it happen?"

"It's been more than ten days. It's still a few days ago that our brothers discovered that a large number of inferior coins suddenly appeared on the market. After some investigation, they thought someone was secretly making fake money, but they didn't want to continue to investigate and directly investigate the treasury."

Looking at the guard's panicked face, Zhang Bairen also knew that things were going on.

What does it mean to be theft of the mother of copper coins?

Once the other party refines a large number of copper coins and falls into the market, it will impact the existing financial system. Copper coins depreciate, money is worthless, and prices are raised, which is an exploitation of the property in the hands of everyone.

There are only so many items in the entire market, and appropriate coins are conducive to the development of the financial system. But what happens when a large amount of coins flow out and impact the market?

There are only so many items, and with more money, prices will naturally rise.

This process is a kind of exploitation. If there are too many coins, the coins in your hands will depreciate. This is not exploitation. What is it? It is equivalent to robbing money in your hands!

Therefore, most of the country's demise is a mess of coins, causing prices to expand, and the money in the hands of the people continues to depreciate, and ultimately it is worthless.

In fact, the price is still the same price, but the coins have depreciated. Your money purchasing power is printed and divided into sections. In this way, you either spend the money or it is worthless.

As for doing business, there is a money shop? Where is the country's quicker printing money when you have the interest rate? This is actually just a robber, which is even more ruthless than a robber!

When Zhang Bairen heard about this, he couldn't sit still and stood up suddenly and walked outside.

Come to Yang Guang's tent

At this time, the ministers dispersed and Fu Yun disappeared.

After the guard Tong Bing came to the tent, Zhang Bairen entered the tent, but saw Yang Guang drinking drunk, his eyes full of ecstasy. He just liked this sense of accomplishment of the deceased clan and the race.

"You are here, please drink a drink with me." Yang Guang handed over the wine.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "Your Majesty, something big happened!"

"What's the big deal?" Yang Guang drank with drunken eyes.

"The copper coin template was stolen!" Zhang Bairen lowered his voice, as if afraid to scare Yang Guang.

"What a big deal, isn't it just that the mother of bronze was stolen?" Yang Guang was distracted, but his words suddenly stopped and the wine glass slid to the ground, and he seemed not to hear Zhang Bairen clearly: "What did you say?"

"Mother's money was stolen," Zhang Bairen said word by word.

"call!"

Yang Guang sat up suddenly, and he kept his body steady: "Come on, come and give me a bowl of sobering soup."

The sobering soup has been prepared long ago and a guard has brought it up.

The atmosphere in the big tent was depressed. Yang Guang drank the sobering soup. After a while, the alcohol gradually dissipated before looking at Zhang Bairen: "What did you say before?"

"The mother of bronze is stolen!" Zhang Bairen spoke again.

"Huh!" A layer of cold sweat soaked out, and Yang Guang instantly sobered up.

"Are you serious about this? Didn't you joke with me?" Yang Guang's face became solemn.

Zhang Bairen frowned: "Does Your Majesty look like I'm joking?"

"How can the mother of copper be banned from the treasury?" Yang Guang took a deep breath: "After investigating this matter to the end, you must not let it go."

Speaking of this, Yang Guang said: "Can there be a solution?"

"Either abolish the current coins and develop new coins. Or His Majesty will find the copper mother back, and the crisis will naturally be resolved." Zhang Bairen stretched out his two fingers.

"It is impossible to abolish currency, this matter is too much involved. Then find out the secret. This matter must be kept confidential and not left out." Yang Guang took a deep breath.

"Where is the head of the Ministry of Revenue? Call me!" Yang Guang roared with a gloomy face.

When a guard went out, Yang Guang looked at Zhang Bairen and said after a while: "I will return to the palace! I will take charge of this matter personally, but it is really abominable that I have made such a big mess."

Soon, the Minister of Revenue walked in and seemed to find the depressing atmosphere in the big tent. He saluted carefully: "I have seen Your Majesty."

"The copper mold is stolen. I wonder what your dear guy has to explain?" Yang Guang said expressionlessly.

"Ah?" The Minister of Revenue was so shocked that he sat down on the ground, and then exclaimed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, this doesn't matter to my Ministry of Revenue. My Ministry of Revenue is only responsible for coordinating the management of money and grain. The Ministry of Works has always been responsible for the printing of money. The officials are wronged!"
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