Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

King Yan took a deep breath and said:

"We have all left the northern border recently. I am sure that there will be problems, big and small, when our troops come into contact with the imperial forces. No one will agree."

"If General Cao wishes to take over the major cities here, can we wait until we return from the capital before we hand them over to you?"

The King of Yan has already lowered his attitude.

Since the imperial court wants them to enter Beijing, at least give them a backup plan that will reassure them.

For example, they were allowed to keep the cities and armies under their control for the time being.

Only then did they dare to enter Beijing.

"This..."

Cao Chuan was silent for a moment and said:

"If the army has no worries about food, your request is not necessary, Your Majesty. I can grant it here."

Cao Chuan came here this time prepared for a big battle.

Of course, if things could be resolved peacefully, he would be happy to see it.

However, his many years of experience in the outside world made him unwilling to suffer any loss, so he still asked for some of the other party's military rations.

Prince Yan, Prince Su, Prince Ming and others looked at each other.

They all nodded silently.

"Okay, then it's settled."

"I hope General Cao will keep his promise and we can discuss all the arrangements after we return."

"Everyone, rest assured, I, Cao, always keep my word."

Cao Chuan smiled and nodded.

"Since everyone is willing to go and my mission is complete, I won't stay here any longer. Everyone, get on with your work."

He knew he was not welcome, so he turned and left after saying a few words.

When the undercurrent is surging in the north.

Qin Ming has issued two orders and posted them in front of several city gates in the capital.

Many illiterate people gathered together and looked at what was written on the yellow list with curiosity.

"Mr. Zhang, you know how to read. Could you help me understand what is written in the imperial edict issued by His Majesty?"

Several common people surrounded a scholar in his thirties.

In this day and age, there are still very few people who can read and write.

Qin Ming and his colleagues had previously built many schools in the south, improving the literacy rate.

But it has not yet become popular in Beijing.

So they basically can't understand what's written on it.

This also gave Zhang Xiucai an opportunity to show off his knowledge.

He gently waved his folding fan and walked forward in a rather reserved manner.

"Don't panic, everyone. Let me take a closer look."

Mr. Zhang originally wanted to act coy and pretend to be mysterious.

But after taking the first look, his pupils were shocked!

"Your Majesty wants to establish a queen!"

"We also need to open up the exchange of bills!"

The first piece of news had nothing to do with the people, but the second piece of news made all the people suddenly open their eyes wide.

They asked Zhang Xiucai in disbelief:

"Mr. Zhang, please don't look at the painting carefully. Didn't the court say that the exchange will be carried out in batches in the future?"

"That's right. That's a debt of tens of millions of taels of silver. Where did Your Majesty get the money?"

"You're right, I heard that His Majesty has made great achievements in the south! He's earned so much money that several warehouses can't hold it all. Maybe he's transporting silver from the south here."

Everyone was excited by the news and started a heated discussion.

At this time, the money exchanger had arrived at the city gate.

"Everyone, please make way. We are officials from the imperial court!"

He walked into the crowd with several officials from the Ministry of Revenue.

Hearing this voice, everyone automatically made way for him.

Qian Cai squeezed into the crowd and looked at Zhang Xiucai and said:

"Your name is Zhang Juren, son of Zhang Zhuangyuan?"

"Yes Yes……"

When Mr. Zhang saw that all the officials from the Ministry of Revenue were coming over, his desire to show off his knowledge of literature immediately disappeared.

Instead, he walked forward in a very flattering manner, bowed and nodded.

Qian Cai knew his father.

Zhang Xiucai's father also took the imperial examination in those days. He kept taking it until his beard turned white, and the officials who served as examiners changed one after another, but he still failed.

Just like Mr. Zhang.

"You don't even read the whole thing. Where are the additional conditions?"

Qian Cai glared at him unhappily.

He received Qin Ming's order today and came here specifically to deal with this matter.

But as soon as he got here, he heard Zhang Xiucai announcing that the court would inherit the accounts of the previous dynasty.

Qin Ming had told them early on that they needed to use goods to offset part of the debt.

It is clearly stated in the imperial edict.

But according to Mr. Zhang, it seems that it can be exchanged for silver at will.

If this were to be publicized and Qin Ming's meaning were misinterpreted, Qian Cai couldn't imagine how much trouble it would cause.

"what?"

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he quickly look up and continue reading the contents of the edict.

"Oh, I see... Don't worry, the court will exchange the silver and also provide goods to offset your debts."

It seems that what Mr. Zhang said is very general.

Qian Cai immediately pulled him to the back, then walked forward and explained to everyone:

"Everyone can exchange their daily necessities, such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, and cloth for making clothes, for the imperial court with their bills. Our prices are the same as in the market."

"I won't take advantage of anyone!"

What he said hit the nail on the head. Many people were actually afraid that the court would just exchange all their bills for some junk, which would be a big loss for everyone.

"As long as the deduction is made with normal goods, it doesn't matter."

"Yeah, we've all waited too long."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Qian Cai struck while the iron was hot and directly ordered three carts of goods to be transported by horse-drawn carriages.

"This is Lingnan silk. Everyone has heard of Lingnan silk, right? If you're interested, you can come and exchange it. Our price is much cheaper than the market price."

The people walked forward and touched the silk made by the Lingnan Textile Factory with their own hands.

The stitching is fine, the material is soft, and the colors are bright.

The price is also dozens of coins less than the market price.

Although the amount is not much, it is enough to show the court's sincerity.

"It just so happens that our family is going to make some clothes, so please give us half a piece of silk."

"My master has too many bills, so I'd better take some of your silk."

Several servants came running over and took out a thick stack of silver notes and started exchanging them here.

Seeing that the people had gradually accepted this method of exchange, Qian Cai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In a teahouse in the distance, Qin Ming and Chen Shimao, dressed in casual clothes, sat at the highest point, watching the scene below.

Chen Shimao noticed that Qin Ming seemed to be thinking about something, so he said:

"Your Majesty, the greatest crisis left by the previous dynasty has begun to disintegrate. What else do you worry about?"

Qin Ming smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"They almost misunderstood a simple imperial edict, thinking they could just exchange it for silver. Luckily, the money and materials arrived in time, otherwise the meaning might have been misinterpreted and I would have been scolded again."

"Teacher, where do you think this problem comes from?"

After Qin Ming expressed his feelings, he immediately asked Chen Shimao a question.

Chen Shimao frowned slightly and quickly guessed what Qin Ming meant.

"The common people are illiterate, so they can only rely on these scholars to pass on the message orally, and the meaning will definitely be distorted."

A sentence may be completely distorted after it is passed through the mouths of ten people, let alone so many people in the world.

"So, the capital city also needs to have a school."

Qin Ming spoke slowly.

Chen Shimao suddenly frowned.

"Your Majesty, is this really okay?"