thump!

A figure jumped from the bridge and the rolling Wei River.

"How many times is this today?" The yawning soldier asked his companions around him.

"About a dozen?" the other party replied, "Anyway, I can't count it..."

Ever since the Ziqian merchant in Huai City was taken into slaughter, someone began to commit suicide by jumping into the river on this bridge.

The number has increased sharply in the past two days.

There is no way to kill people and repay their lives, and pay their debts. This is the iron rule of the Han Dynasty.

Even if the kings, princes and ministers are not repaid, they will be enforced, and even cause the court officer to fall into the trap and hold them accountable.

As Huai City was taken over by Jinwu, the entire Chang'an fell into a state of ice and fire.

On the one hand, all the smaller Ziqian merchants stayed in the prison yamen.

In other words, no one will come to collect debts that he once owed them.

According to convention, government officials who have confiscated these unscrupulous merchants generally choose to burn all the confiscated bonds to show the people's kindness.

This is very good, and the beneficiaries are almost everywhere inside and outside Chang'an.

Countless Chang'an residents were suddenly freed from the heavy pressure.

But on the other hand, a large number of merchants, officials and nobles were trapped.

Especially those who once had close ties with Ziqian merchants and borrowed a lot of money to lend to them, now they are clean overnight.

Many people have accumulated a lifetime of wealth, but now most of it has become water.

Many people can't stand this blow and go crazy.

As for those who not only borrow money themselves, but also borrow money from others, lend money to Ziqian merchants to make money, not only have their own wealth, but also have a lot of debts.

Under the pressure of debt, there was even a Fengjun who committed suicide by swallowing money at home.

In a sense, many of the property of the merchants who were confiscated by Jinwu this time belonged to the property of bureaucratic aristocratic and wealthy merchants.

It is precisely because of this that the amount is so huge.

A Huai City exceeds the amount of funds equivalent to 70% of the world's tax revenue last year!

…………………………

Holding the wine jar in his hand, Zhang Gan drank a sip.

He walked to the door of Jianzhang Palace like a walking corpse.

Looking at the wind bird on the Phoenix Palace, he smiled bitterly.

He was just an ordinary censor. In the yamen of the Censor, there were dozens of censors like him.

The salary of the censor is low. Even with the subsidy from the emperor and Lantai, the whole year is only 400 stones of japonica rice plus more than 30,000 yuan, ten pieces of cloth and silk, and fifteen kilograms of meat.

How can such a little money and food support his livelihood in Chang'an City?

Not to mention, he still has three Teng concubines, twelve singers and more than a dozen slaves to raise.

Not to mention, he also wants to make progress and know more powerful people.

This is a welcome and sending out the money, and in a year, the expenses are millions.

His salary was not enough for a single gift to attend a banquet!

Fortunately, he was lucky because he served as the censor of the inspector and had great power. He controlled the performance of several counties in Guanzhong and the life gates of many powerful nobles.

So, after a year, filial piety is not bad.

But……

Now it's all over!

Huai City was circulated, and he would not have any money he had placed with the merchant Zhang in Huai City.

Thinking of this, Zhang Gan secretly scolded himself for being obsessed with money, why can’t he hold back?

Now that he has not only lost all his wealth, he has also owed a lot of money to people.

"Chief Zhang..." A shout suddenly came from behind him, and a nobleman came over with a ribbon.

"Doctor Chen..." Zhang Gan saw the other party and bowed weakly: "The doctor has something to do with him to find the official..."

However, the other party smiled and came to Zhang Gan and whispered: "I heard that the censor was not very happy recently?"

Zhang Gan looked at him with his eyes slanted and said, "Is the doctor who is here to see the official joke?"

Although he is almost in debt now, he still has hope as long as he is still the Censor and the Censor Zhongcheng is still a subordinate of the Censor Zhongcheng for one day.

The Censor, although the position is low, has great power!

And what about the other party?

Just Guangluxun's doctor.

It seems that the rank is more than one thousand stones, but everyone knows that doctors are honorary titles.

Not to mention power, I don’t even have the qualifications to go to court or to look at politics.

Besides, although the other party is a famous family, he has offended an amazing big man.

Otherwise, he would not have been sent to Guangluxun to be given the title of a short doctor.

"Oh... how dare you watch the censor laugh at me?" The other party smiled and stuffed a piece of Lintoe gold into Zhang Gan's hands, and said mysteriously: "Civil Zhang wants to be rich and honor?"

Zhang Gan touched the gold toe in his hand, looked at the other person's expression, instinctively shrank his head, and said, "Don't want to harm me! If he is an enemy of Shizhong Zhang, even if the subordinate has ten thousand courages, he would not dare!"

Who is the other party? Zhang Gan understands it very well.

Qu Nixian was the great-grandson of Chen Ping, and Chen Hui, the adopted son of Chen Zhang, the secretary of the Changxin Palace.

Wouldn't it be said that the Qu Nihou family and the Liuhou family themselves have been entangled in grudges for generations.

This guy was the only one who had been an enemy of Zhang Zichong in Changxin Palace and was slapped in the face. Even the queen was angry that he was ignorant of his decentness and kicked out of Changxin Palace, and his hair fell under Guangluxun as a doctor who was famous and had to wait for death.

And this guy came to find his purpose, it was obvious.

Even if not...

Zhang Gan doesn't want to have anything to do with him either!

Zhang Gan even wanted to press his head and ask him carefully: Are you stupid?

Do you know that my immediate boss, Zhu Shengzhi, is called Zhang Zizhong's brother?

He is also very intimate. Every time Zhang Zi returns to the palace, he will pay a visit to Bao Shengzhi!

Are you trying to harm me now?

If someone saw this, he told Bao Zhongcheng that he would be so fat as the censor.

But……

The gold in the lintoe in my hand is so cute! I like it so much!

This orange light and the cold and round touch are more charming than any beauty!

Chen Hui lowered her head, stuffed two more Lintoe gold into Zhang Gan's hand, and said with a smile: "A real man, live as a food for five cauldrons, and die as a food for five cauldrons..."

"Does the Censor agree?"

Zhang Gan was the target he chose after observing for several days.

This person is greedy, stupid, and can't take away his eyes when he sees money. Among the dozens of censors under the command of the Censor Central Censor, it is the easiest target to conquer!

"Why, what are the censors worried about the righteousness and justice in the world?" Chen Hui said quietly: "As long as Censor Zhang agrees, there are still hundreds, or even thousands of such a single gold!"

This is fooling him.

Linzhijin, from the beginning of the casting of ten years ago, only 30,000 pieces have been cast in total.

Twenty thousand of them were issued to the army as medals to reward the heroes and generals of the Dayuan war.

The rest is only 10,000. Over the years, the emperor spent most of his rewards and sacrifices, and the maximum number of people who remained in the Shaofu was only 5,000.

In the entire Chang'an City, the total number of gold toes held by all the marquis and ministers is up to 3,000.

It is precisely because of this that Linzhi Gold is so popular.

So much so that some people are willing to exchange gold for double the weight of gold, but there is still a price but no market.

But it doesn't matter, idiots, money-loving, they can't imagine this.

Zhang Gan touched the gold of Linzhi in his hand and his breathing became rapid.

How much is a hundred lintoed gold worth?

He was a little confused.

But he knew that it was an astronomical figure, even enough for him to pay off his debts and continue to live a good life.

People die for money, birds die for food!
To be continued...