The first cause of all realms

Chapter 548 Huge wealth beyond imagination!
Different from Longyuan Palace, Northwest Palace is the very center of Northwest City.

According to legend, 400 years ago, the Northwest Road was still quite desolate. The original Dao City was in Yanzhou City, where the ancestors of the Zhang family in the Northwest were entrusted here.

At that time, the Northwest King had a long-term vision and great perseverance. He led hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to build a city here.

In the past 400 years, the once small city has become one of the most important cities in the world.

To the east is the Qianli Pasture, where countless horses are grazing, and to the south, there are endless farmlands, plus minerals and the like.

It is not too much to say that it is the essence of one way. Therefore, over the past 400 years, there have been an endless stream of people who have settled here, and even now, there are millions of people.

Those who flow are several times more than this.

Sitting in such a big city, it is not surprising that the wealth of the Zhang family in the northwest far exceeds that of the Zhang family in Longyuan. However, when the big boss handed over the file, Yang Qiu was still a little moved.

"This old man thinks he's a rich man, but compared to this old prince, he's still ashamed, he's ashamed..."

The big boss put down the file.

Just to count the supplies, he used thousands of people, all of whom are proficient in counting, and it took nearly two days to count them.

Of course, more time is spent on Henry Zhang’s huge number of children. These princes and grandchildren are richer than each other...

"Even though I was prepared, it was still unexpected..."

He picked up a book at random and flipped through two pages, Yang Jue's eyelids twitched.

After coming to this world for almost ten years, he saw the word 'billion' for the first time on the file...

Ten thousand is one billion!

All kinds of gold, silver coins, jewels and jade, equivalent to silver, about 740 million...

What kind of wealth is this?
When he was a government servant in Heishan City, his annual income was no more than two taels of silver, and as a jailer, he only earned ten taels of silver.

A small yard costs 75 taels, and the precious medicinal soup for the first blood exchange is only 200 taels of silver.

This is a huge wealth that the vast majority of people in the world will not be able to earn for thousands of years!
"Northwest Road, the roots are already rotten! Henry Zhang also has contact with the outside of the pass. Last spring, he also took thousands of dragon horses and black iron ten thousand catties to Dali..."

The big boss is also a little sour.

He is burdened with money to attract money and has an extremely keen business sense. For decades, he has traveled across all roads and pulled out dozens of huge caravans with countless shops.

But even so, they can't earn so much money, not to mention savings, cost and expenses are not enough.

And this does not include the grain, salt and iron, shops, land, mines, horse farms, orchards under the name of the Northwest Zhang family...

"However, [-]% of this money should be tax money handed over to the imperial court..."

Yang Jue stroked his chin.

This life is different from the previous life, the territory is too huge, so the court's initial tax is silver, not grain.

It is not paid every year, but a limit of ten years, and the payment is made on a regular basis. Calculating the time, it seems that this year is the tax year.

"Why is he willing to pay?"

The big boss sat down on the side, and sneered when he heard the words: "Why do you think Yan Dongjun started the incident so quickly? Among them, there is naturally Henry Zhang's indulgence!
The people are in chaos, rebels are everywhere, the tax, whether to pay it, how much to pay, but he has the final say! "

Yang Jue nodded, it's not hard to see, but, rubbing his chin, he was a little playful: "I'm afraid, he's not the only one doing this..."

You know, it's not just the Northwest Road that is messed up...

"There is no way for Zhang Yuanzhu to come back to life. Today's Zhang family is not what it used to be..."

The big boss sighed.

He has been in business for many years and has traveled all over the world. He is naturally extremely sensitive to changes in the environment. Over the years, business has become difficult for the naked eye.

The common people have no money to squeeze, isn't it their turn?

After all, officials and gentry are one, and businessmen are just lowly...

"In addition to counting the Zhang family, the rest of the big clans in the city must not be ignored. People cannot leave, and money and food must not escape!"

Yang prison opened his mouth.

With his own strength, he wanted to subdue this world-famous city, but he still couldn't.

The Zhang family is already the target of public criticism, with many descendants and no power, if he is moved, other big clans in the city will naturally not fight desperately.

But once it continues and touches them, it's hard to say.

These gentry clans control the livelihood of the people in a city, if they really want to make trouble and arouse the people, they will not be inferior to the Lianshengjiao.

Even though his martial arts were superb, he didn't want to face that situation.

"correct."

The big boss thought of something, and his expression was a little strange: "What are you going to do with the female relatives in the palace? The old guy has more than two thousand wives and daughters..."

"...Temporary detention."

Yang Jue glared at him, his teeth aching.

In the previous life, princes and emperors, even though they were rich and powerful, they still had limited physical strength, and they were afraid of being hurt by indulgence.

But this world is very different.

Henry Zhang hasn't fought against others for a long time, but he has no shortage of pills and resources, and he has the practice of a great master.

No matter how much indulgence, it is enough to support...

But it cost him thousands of dollars, but it still made him a little at a loss. How could he be so obsessed...

"you think?"

The big boss looked weird.

"roll!"

Yang Yu stared.

It's not that he is merciful, but it's really not the time to start a killing spree.

It's not that I'm afraid of those so-called gentry, but Mingshu.

At this moment, he captured Zhang Xuanyi and took charge of the Northwest Palace. However, in the eyes of most people in the city, this place is still under the rule of the Northwest King.

It is different from Yanzhou City, which has fallen for many days.

Therefore, the remaining pages of the book of the underworld have not yet been acknowledged, nor has it covered the Northwest Dao City. This requires a process...

As long as the remaining pages of the book of the underworld cover Daocheng, he will have no shortage of people to use if he holds the pages in his hand, but at this time, he will naturally relax a little.

Of course, only slightly.

In three days, there were hundreds of people who were tortured by him, and they cooperated with opening warehouses to appease the victims and common people.

"Go away."

The big boss got up with a smile and turned to get busy.

In fact, he has very few hobbies. Apart from fortune-telling, he also likes to count wealth, and passing gold and silver, even if it is not his own, makes him happy.

"One city is already so cumbersome, nine ways, the world, so what?"

Shaking his head in his heart, without delaying Yang Yu, he read all the documents at a glance and made a reply.

Although the remaining pages of the book of the underworld cannot be used for the time being, it is naturally possible to find some usable people from such a heavy city.

only……

"Calculating the time, the letter sent by Yanzhou City should arrive in Heishan City. I wonder when that Senior Brother Wang will arrive?"

Thoughts came to mind, Yang Ju stretched out and went out.

At this moment, the moon is in the middle of the sky, which is rare, and it is a sunny day without snow.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he was going to meet someone.

……

……

Wenchunyuan is the largest brothel in Northwest Road.

Because it is not in a bustling city, it occupies a very large area, not like a brothel, but more like a mansion of a large family.

Within the tall courtyard walls, there are as many as nine high-rise buildings with a height of nine floors. Therefore, it is also called "ninth floor" among the good people.

Along with the nine high-rise buildings, all kinds of facilities are also complete, there are many exquisitely designed gardens and landscapes, and there is even this rare geothermal lake.

At this moment when the cold winter has not retreated, the hot air is still surging, and the water vapor is lingering, adding a bit of style.

"Sister Ying..."

The door of a wing room in a tall building was knocked open, and Yu Lingxian, who looked a bit haggard, smiled reluctantly.

In front of her was a delicate-looking, petite girl in pink. She looked at Yu Lingxian and snorted softly:
"Junior Sister Du Daoyu is heavenly and beautiful, looking at it now, it seems to be nothing more than that."

"Senior Sister Ying is the beauty of heaven and earth, and younger sister is far behind."

Yu Lingxian rolled up her hair and said softly:
"Senior Sister has been sleepy for a few days, come today, but Senior Sister Feng, do you want to see me?"

"It's just you who are excited?"

Yingli'er turned around with a straight face.

Yu Lingxian took a deep breath and followed, feeling a little depressed.

Feng Wushuang, ranked first among saintesses of their generation, not only possessed supernatural powers that my mother valued, but also had extremely high talent.

Not to mention the saintess of this generation, three generations forward, the talent is second to none.

In the quiet garden, there is the melodious sound of the piano and the melodious sound of the flute. Yu Lingxian glanced over from the corner of his eye, and saw a man in a boat on the warm lake amidst the lingering water vapor.

The painted boat floats up and down in the water vapor, and there are birds and birds on it. Some people are playing the piano, some are playing the flute, and some are playing the flute softly...

Surrounded by women and stars like a moon, is a stunning woman dressed in men's clothing. She is reclined in front of the shore, lazily and heroically.

"Senior Sister Wushuang..."

Yu Lingxian took the initiative to salute.

Different from me, this one in front of me is a famous person in the sect, and her strength is almost comparable to that of the elders, and she is even more highly regarded by her mother.

"Junior Sister Yu is so real, I feel pity..."

When the voice came, the sound of the zither stopped. Feng Wushuang turned his eyes and looked at her curiously:
"I heard that you violated the Tai Sui, and the years are unfavorable. Not only did you lose all the strongholds in Qingzhou, but also Lin Surong and Lin Wenjun became bereaved dogs?"

"..."

Yu Lingxian was at a loss for words, wanted to refute, but couldn't say anything, so he had no choice but to nod:
"Senior sister said yes, that's it."

"I also heard that in the stronghold you went to these days, quite a few masters were killed? But you don't seem to have suffered any injuries..."

On the boat, everyone's eyes fell on Yu Lingxian's body, which made Yu Lingxian feel a little hard to breathe.

These people who are low and low in the face of Feng Wushuang are not the singers of the 'Ninth Floor', but the saints who used to be like her!

It's just that many have lost their seats.

"Senior Sister, do you suspect that Junior Sister is colluding with outsiders to attack the church?"

Yu Lingxian's heart sank slightly.

"It's not doubt, but certainty! You underestimate Jiaozhong too much. Although you are very careful, if you want to hide it from everyone, you can't..."

Feng Wushuang held the folding fan gently, and looked at her with a half-smile:
"However, I see that you are still perfect, why, isn't your mistress a man?"

While speaking, her eyes shifted slightly, and she looked at the man in black who was walking slowly in the night. The latter raised his head, his eyes shining in the night, like a torch:
"What, want to try?"

(End of this chapter)