C3924 Weeping in the Treasure Source Bureau (1/2)

In the Precious Origin Board, a small yamen who was not very famous, but was closely related to everyone was actually managing a high-end business here, which was just like forging money!

The Qing Dynasty had a total of two money making factories. One was the Treasure Spring Bureau, and the other was the Treasure Spring Bureau.

They were under the joint management of the Department of Revenue and the work department, and had always been controlling the annual supply of Currency in the Great Qing Kingdom!

This was originally a golden rice bowl forged with iron for ten thousand years, but these few years had not been easy!

When the Qing Dynasty was forced to open a port, a large amount of silver dollar flowed in from overseas.

This kind of forged or crushed silver coin was simply the hard currency on the market, the people's acceptance was too high, this time it directly smashed the Mint's Silver business into smithereens.

The Silver's business decreased drastically, so they could only create more copper coin, but they did not expect that after a few days, the Notes appeared again. Its printing process was much more economical than casting copper coin s, and this time, the amount of tasks needed to create copper coin was much less.

The management of the dismal Baoyuan Guang Guang closed three copper furnaces last year, it seems to be unable to open the pot!

The Manchu also knew what was meant by the irreversible trend. In the end, the management rights of the Treasure Source Bureau and the Treasure Spring Bureau were actually granted to Yang Zhi this traitor at the last minute!

Yang Zhi controlled the printing of the Manchu's North Ticket, and now he controlled two of the mining-making plants, his power was almost equal to that of the future Central Bank's Governor!

He did not know what had happened today, but Yang Zhi was actually spending the night in the city. This fellow was cunning and rarely stayed in a fixed location for more than three days because he was afraid of being assassinated!

Sometimes he would hide in the manor of the Outside the city, sometimes he would hide in the courtyard of the Inner City or even live in an office in the yamen!

It was unknown why he was staying in the Treasure Source Bureau, which was the closest place to the conflict, as to what exactly the original location was!

Regardless of why he was staying here, this battle did not escape his eyes, and he kept nervously observing everything around him. There were even people from the underhand who were sending him messages.

At the start, he really wanted to escape, but he was afraid that he would become the target of Ye Qiu and the others.

He had already left the Chinese for too long. He really wanted to know what the Chinese had become today!

Looking at the hundred odd experts of the martial arts world that the underhand had hired with a high salary, he finally felt a little bit more confident … It shouldn't be a problem for these people to protect him!

However, the moment the battle started, Yang Zhi's mouth never closed. Lying on the roof was like a giant gecko, not afraid of the tide of summer night. From the start of the battle to the end of the retreat to Mao Jia Bay, he had been secretly watching the battle!

Ye Qiu and the others' tactics were something he had not learned before, which meant that the special forces battle had increased by quite a bit since his betrayal!

He had never heard of many of the equipment, especially the Smoke Bombs! including the appearance of the white phosphorous bullet once again, had shocked him beyond belief!

His heart was filled with mixed emotions. Actually, he also had a part in all of this. If he hadn't defected, perhaps he would have already become a general of such elite command?

But life has no if, since you have made the choice, you have to choose to bear it!

But in the end, when the dragon started singing and Ye Qiu's former Comrade s raised up their, Yang Zhi was no longer able to control his emotions.

He lay on the tile, sobbing, tears welling in his eyes. ”Why …” I hate him so much … Wu wu wu … This was supposed to be my glory! ”

”Originally, the great cause of the Chinese should have my share of glory … Wu wu wu … ”Why did I end up the abandoned one?!”

”I hate them!” ”Why is my life so bitter …”