Chapter 705

With a thump, Miss Jun stepped on the ground.

The hole is not deep from the basement, just how high a person is, and there are flat stone slabs under his feet.

"This way." One step away, Mrs. Fang was pushing a carved stone slab with a faint light coming from behind.

When the slate was pushed away, there was a step. Miss Jun held a torch and followed Mrs. Fang down.

After the steps, there is no barrier mechanism, and it is directly the warehouse with shelves.

"What mechanism do you want? It's just a warehouse. It's not as mysterious as you think." Mrs. Fang smiled and stood in front of a wooden frame, opened the drawer and took out a duster with great satisfaction. "This is what I put in last time, and I want to clean it next time."

She said and waved it on the wooden frame. The dust was flying, which made her cough a few times.

Miss Jun is looking at the night pearls inlaid on the surrounding walls like stars. The faint light of the library is from them. When she hears her cough, she turns her head and looks at Mrs. Fang.

"Grandma, you can't clean it alone." She said.

Of course, Mrs. Fang also knows that she will put the dust back.

"Cleaning is not necessary." "No one hates dirty silver," she said

Miss Jun glanced inside. Yes, even in the dust, these silver ingots, silver bricks and silver balls placed on the shelf make people's heart beat faster.

However, she is not interested in silver.

"Over there." Mrs. Fang said, reaching out and pointing to the southwest corner.

Miss Jun did not hesitate to walk over. Silver ingots were placed in the whole southwest corner. There was no difference between layers.

Mrs. Fang came over, reached out and picked up a silver ingot from the middle grid and turned it over.

A square seal is printed on the bottom of the silver ingot.

"Deshengchang." Miss Jun took it and read.

The silver ingot of each ticket number naturally has its own mark. Miss Jun looks a little stunned. The secret is on the mark?

She reached out and also picked up silver ingots from the lattice, one Deshengchang, two Deshengchang

Mrs. Fang didn't speak or move any more. She just looked at it quietly.

I don't know. Turn to "internal carrier warehouse" She read, "August fifty-two, the third year of Dayan."

Official bank, to be exact, Neiku bank and Royal Neiku bank. Although Neiku bank sounds very big, since it is a kind of official bank, the collection in the ticket number is also very normal.

Is it worth being so careful and sneaky?

"So these things are not a secret at all." Said Mrs. Fang.

The real secret is the story behind the silver. Silver alone can't explain anything.

Miss Jun also thought of this and put the silver back in some disappointment.

"So besides the imperial edict, the other thing is these official silver?" She asked.

Mrs. Fang said.

"There's another post." She said, "it's similar to the meaning of the imperial edict. You can ask the government to mobilize troops and horses, but it can only be used once."

Miss Jun remembered that it was when she ambushed the officers and soldiers who had ambushed them on the way back to Yangcheng from Runan.

She then flipped on the shelf for a moment. These official silver were sandwiched in Deshengchang's silver ingots in a large amount.

"There were more than this." Mrs. Fang said, "I used it a lot at the beginning, but later I didn't need it to expand my business."

That is to say, official silver became private money, money was born, money rolled money, after so many years, the mobilization of soldiers' posts, the decree had been recovered, the remaining official silver recovered, the relationship between Fangfang and the royal family was completely eliminated, and when the old lady died, the secret was no longer known.

"Even if the silver is no evidence, it can't be given to them." Miss Jun put down the silver ingot in her hand and said firmly, "in short, the bad guys can't give what they want."

Mrs. Fang laughed and put back the silver ingot in her hand.

"OK." She said, "it's already like this. I'll listen to you once. Otherwise, it's too childish for us to compete for family property. It's more like acting. Let's go on for a while."

Miss Jun nodded.

"Thank grandma for believing me." She said.

Mrs. Fang smiled.

"Do you want to see it?" She said, looking around the bank.

She didn't come to see the silver. Miss Jun shook her head.

"Let's go back." She said, "discuss what to do next."

Mrs. Fang turned and walked out with her, and looked around with some attachment.

"The silver here is older than you." She said, "it was from your great grandfather's time, when I was young."

Miss Jun nodded.

Jun Zhenzhen's great grandfather was about the same age as his grandfather at that time. Her father was still young at that time. She was not born yet.

"... according to your grandfather, it was difficult at that time. There were wars and chaos. The panic of the Jin people who had just attacked the emperor and were robbed had not yet dissipated. It was really frightening to transport so much money from Shandong to Shanxi..." Mrs. Fang went on to say that suddenly miss Jun next to her didn't go, and the hand holding her arm seemed to tremble slightly.

What's up?

Are you scared?

Mrs. Fang looked at it in surprise. Her sight had adapted to the night pearl light in the room. She looked at the woman around her, her face covered with a layer of pearl light, becoming pale.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Fang was startled and asked hurriedly, holding Miss Jun's hand back.

The tentacles are cold and trembling.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Fang hurried and looked around subconsciously.

Because the basement is underground and close to the yellow spring, there is a legend that ghosts and strange things often happen among the people. Shouldn't the child hit anything?

Miss Jun looked at her, her lips trembling.

"Taiyan three years." She spit out four words.

Taiyan three years? Mrs. Fang was stunned and the inscription on the silver ingot just now.

"At that time, it was three years of Taiyan." Miss Jun looked at her and said again in a trembling voice.

At that time? Mrs. Fang was stunned again. Just now she said

"It was three years since your grandfather came to Shandong." She said hurriedly and patted Miss Jun on the back. "Have you heard from your father? At that time, life was a little difficult and chaotic, but it's all over. Don't be afraid..."

Before she finished her words, Miss Jun raised her feet and walked out. Her steps were hurried and staggered. It seemed that there were some hungry wolves and tigers here, bent on escaping.

Isn't it true?

Mrs. Fang quickly took out the whisk from the shelf drawer by the door and knocked hard on the shelf.

"Don't scare my children!" She raised her eyebrows and began to scold.

Miss Jun, who rushed up the steps, stopped. She knew this. She met her master. Rural women would scold when they thought their children were evil, which would scare away evil spirits.

Miss Jun looked at Mrs. Fang, who was patting the dust and scolding on her hips in the bank. She looked blankly for a moment, but she didn't say anything at last. She turned her head and walked out quickly.

After all, Mrs. Fang was worried. She threw down the dust and followed her out. When she closed the door of the basement, she climbed up and found that there was no trace of Miss Jun outside.

Maybe she went back to her room first, but when Mrs. Fang asked, she learned that Miss Jun had left the house.

"Where are you going so late?" Mrs. Fang asked in surprise.

The housekeeper shook his head. Miss Jun, they dare not stop, let alone ask.

What the hell happened? Old lady Fang frowned and looked worried.

.........

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The door was knocked open. Zhu Zan, who had just taken off his clothes and went to bed, jumped up in fear. Of course, he was not on guard against life and death, because there would be no one else who could break in so skillfully beyond the guard he arranged.

"I said what do you want to do..." He subconsciously wanted to wrap the quilt around his body, but he was still a step late. Miss Jun had rushed over and grabbed his arm.

"I know, I know what that is." She said in a hoarse voice.

Her face was pale and her voice trembled. She was carrying the cool wind of early autumn, and the breath of her mouth and nose was hot, which impacted Zhu Zan sitting on the bed.

She had never seen this before, which was similar to when Huai Wang was ill.

What happened? Would she be scared like this?

Zhu Zan took a deep breath and held her shoulder with his backhand.

"What?" He asked in a deep voice.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"What those people want to take away is silver." She said, "those silver are official silver."

Zhu Zan made a noise.

"So what?" He just thought about it, and said in a deep voice.

Miss Jun looked at him and shook her lips.

"Do you know Taiyan for three years?" She finally said these words.

Zhu Zan didn't blink.

"In the three years of Taiyan, after nearly ten years of war, the Jin people finally withdrew from the Central Plains and began to negotiate peace. They were willing to return the masters and palace people such as emperor Renxiao, who was robbed and imprisoned in the Jin State." "But in the end, the golden man broke the contract, killed the emperor Renxiao and broke the peace talks," he said

Miss Jun looked at him and lowered her head.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Zan asked again in a deep voice.

"The official silver stored in Fang's warehouse has been kept by Taiyan for three years." Miss Jun didn't seem to want to see him. She lowered her head and said hoarsely.

Zhu Zan made a noise and waited for her to continue.

Miss Jun, however, seemed unable to speak, and lowered her head lower.

"In the past three years, Taiyan only made a batch of official silver." She said in a hoarse voice. She couldn't go on here.

Zhu Zan was slightly stunned and immediately became clever.

"No, just..." He blurted out.

Miss Jun buried her head almost to her chest, but not enough, she covered her face with her hands.

Zhu Zan looked red and white. He sat on the bed for a long time and spit out a word in the air.

"Grass."