Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Money making has completely collapsed.

Even the money circulating on the market is only twice as much as before.

But this double difference is extremely terrifying.

The sudden flood of money making has led to rising prices.

As soon as the price of goods rose, people began to try their best to spend the money in their hands.

The more people spend, the more money is made.

On the tenth day, some people started to go out with bags and bags of copper coins, hoping to exchange the money for some daily necessities, but often, such people returned empty-handed.

Confidence has collapsed, like a snow mountain collapsing, crashing down, no one can be spared.

It was the eleventh day.

No one wants to accept making money anymore.

No one is willing to accept even the money that was made with good quality before.

Bad money has flooded the market, and even good money has been affected.

In the eyes of most people, there is no difference between the two.

Some limited transactions have been transformed into barter.

And bartering means an increase in transaction costs. I will exchange a cow for a hundred chickens. The problem is that most people may not be able to get a hundred chickens, and it is difficult to get them out all at once. The other party wants it, but can exchange it with goods of the same value as cattle.

As a last resort, the shops began to close.

There is no way to do business. Accepting money means losing money, and it can be bartered, which is only suitable for small-scale black market transactions.

People started to get angry.

The disaster at Angkor seems to have spread to Phnom Penh.

Since then, the entire Chenla country has become chaotic.

Only then did the King of Chenla realize that the problem was serious.

The officers and soldiers were the first to make a fuss, because the military pay given to them by the king was also money, and it was the same as the previous military salary. , not enough to buy an egg.

One egg can't be full for a day. After this month, the other twenty-nine days, is it possible for people to drink northwest wind?

The king of Chenla got the news that the officers and soldiers were causing trouble, and his face was already gloomy.

How could he not know what happened these days.

It's just... how did he expect that things would get worse.

Everything is going in the worst direction.

Even if he ordered the five ministers several times to stabilize the situation in the capital, there was nothing he could do.

It can be described as helpless.

It is obvious that he is the king who decides the life and death of thousands of people. If the king ordered him, no one would dare to refuse.

But it seems that there seems to be an invisible enemy against him in the dark, and the king's edicts go down, repeated orders, not only have no effect, but the matter is even worse.

At this moment, he actually started to panic.

Wang Jun is already unstable, and he can't control the situation at all. Although he barely suppressed the matter, when will it be possible?

Not only that, but at Angkor, the thieves who had appeared before suddenly raised the flag of rebellion, and the momentum was huge.

At this time... the whole of Chenla is like being in the fire of dry wood.

But in front of him, his enemy, the damn money that is depreciating in value, is more terrifying than the rebels.

Because people have summed up countless experiences in dealing with the rebels, but there is nothing they can do to deal with this deteriorating money system.

The face of the King of Chenla became more and more terrifying.

His eyes were like lightning, and he stared fiercely at the five ministers: "What should I do, what should I do! Is there no way at all? The soldiers and civilians, why don't they accept making money? Why..."

"Your Majesty." Ran Duolou had a bitter expression on his face.

All the methods that should be used have been used.

But this avalanche is still unstoppable.

This is hyperinflation.

It's not something that people like Yan Duolou, who are still in the farming era, can solve.

Even if he is Wang Bushi or Liu Wenshan, such a trend has already formed, and there is nothing he can do if he thinks about it.

He looked at the King of Chenla cautiously.

Then he said: "Your Majesty, before this, I have already thought of a way, that is to collect a batch of money, and immediately go to Keppel Port to buy a large amount of treasures. Although these money is worthless in the country, it is worthless in the world. If the commercial bank accepts these coins, then...it can still display its value, but...but..."

"But what?" King Chenla said in a deep voice, staring at Ran Duolou viciously.

Ran Duolou said bitterly: "But Siyang Trading Company said that the medicines and grains brought by the treasure ships for relief have been out of stock for a long time, and even if there is money, they can't buy them... But... I heard that in the black market, the price of treasures has skyrocketed. I think... even if their ships bring treasures, I'm afraid... I'm afraid... they won't let us buy them with money. It's a treasure. Now... now... there is nothing you can do, Your Majesty... This... This is obviously a conspiracy by the Siyang Trading Company. At first, they accepted money making, which led to the middle school to start printing money indiscriminately, but now ……now……"

conspiracy……

Is this a conspiracy?

This is an aboveboard conspiracy.

Accepting money making is a matter of course. Will Siyang Commercial Bank accept coins recognized by various countries?

The behavior of Siyang Commercial Bank is almost beyond reproach.

But the bad thing is that the officials and businessmen in Chenla, in order to profit, thought they had taken advantage of the Siyang Trading Company, and frantically made coins, but now... finally, the backlash came to themselves.

The face of the King of Chenla turned from angry to miserable, he closed his eyes, and said in his mouth: "These damn wise people."

Ran Duolou and others were silent.

"Is there really no other way?" King Chenla sat on the throne and muttered to himself.

Randolou looked up at the King of Zhenla, and he said word by word: "Your Majesty, there is no other way. This anger will be directed at the king, I am afraid that tomorrow, the prices will rise again... Next, there will be countless thieves in the capital."

The king of Chenla sat slumped on the throne, expressionless.

He shuddered.

This is an even more terrifying result. The grievances of the civilians, coupled with the wavering of the officers and soldiers, are fatal.

He will not understand this truth.

No one can guarantee whether a group of people will enter the palace tomorrow or the day after.

He pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and after a while, said: "So, what should we do?"

"Your Majesty!" Ran Duolou said solemnly, "There is a saying in the Ming Dynasty, that is, to untie the bell, one must tie the bell. The most urgent thing right now is to immediately invite the people from Siyang Trading Company. The King will discuss with them personally. Now... Only they can do it, otherwise..."

talk over……

The King of Chenla, with resignation in his eyes, sneered and said: "It's really unreasonable. They are just a group of merchants from the Ming Dynasty. How can they have the qualifications...to negotiate with this king."

Ran Duolou and the others all had a bitter face and fell into a deathly silence.

The King of Chenla scolded, but suddenly he was like a deflated ball, and finally said: "Please come, please come!"

His eyes were bloodshot due to anger, and he had a sneer on his face, and then he stood up.

He punched hard and hit the handle of the throne.

Oh……

He suffers.

The whole person curled up, dripping with pain and cold sweat.

…………

A letter was sent to Liu Wenshan.

Liu Wenshan is teaching Liu Jin how to play chess.

However, Liu Jin's chess skills are not generally bad, which makes Liu Wenshan's games dull.

Hearing that there was an urgent letter from Chenla, Liu Wenshan seemed to have found a way out suddenly, his face suddenly brightened, he went down the donkey, pushed the chess piece, took the letter, opened it and looked down, then hesitantly language.

"Father, what's the matter?" Liu Jin looked at Liu Wenshan firmly and asked.

Liu Wenshan calmed down and said, "The King of Chenla personally wrote a letter, asking Siyang Trading Company to go to Chenla for a talk."

"Talk." Liu Jin bared his teeth and said, "Then just send Shopkeeper Zhou there."

"No." Liu Wenshan looked deeply, shook his head and said, "This is the first one to invite me to the door. All countries are now in a state of desperation. They want to come... They are trying hard to persevere, but, Liu Jin, have you ever thought that Zhenla Kingdom The first one wants to talk, what does this mean?"

"This..." Liu Jin frowned and thought about it.

However, Liu Wenshan immediately said: "This shows that we can set an example in Chenla, let the watching countries understand what to do next, and let them know that only by following the example of Chenla, can they turn the crisis into safety. Otherwise... The ruin of the family is only in the morning and evening."

Liu Wenshan said these words lightly, with a look of confidence in his eyes.

This made Liu Jin a little confused.

To be honest, as his father, he can't see through it.

Sometimes it is the heart of a Bodhisattva, and in the blink of an eye it is the means of a thunderbolt.

People who follow the godfather, as expected... can't be provoked.

Liu Jin said submissively: "Then dad will go with me?"

"Go, why don't you go." Liu Wenshan was in a good mood and said with a smile, "I heard that the scenery of Zhenla Kingdom is pleasant, and there are countless temples, big and small. It's good to see it as a scenic spot."

"But..." Liu Jin thought of other things, and frowned, looking very uneasy: "But, Dad, don't you worry that they will harm you? This is going to the meeting alone. If there is a mistake, then... ..."

Liu Wenshan's face is calm. In the past, he was just an ordinary person.

But when the teacher opened a door, let him see a new world, and then let him sharpen it slowly, and his knowledge grew more and more, and he began to become more confident.

The height of a person determines his vision, and his vision also determines his thinking.

Liu Wenshan said calmly: "Why are we afraid of a mere King of Zhenla? They are the ones who are terrified now. Now, you and I are in charge of their life and death, just like in Du Fu's poem "Watching Gongsun Da Niang's Disciples Dance with Swords". A good swordsman, with a sharp blade in his body, swings his sword in all directions, and it can be said that he is invincible, so why be afraid of it?"

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