"Hey, we have to go in three groups to redeem it later."
Shen Yong thought about it carefully and realized that there were at least 10 banks in Menglan City.
If each bank exchanges 10,000 taels of silver, that would be 100,000 taels of silver.
As for whether exchanging so much cash at once would cause panic, he was not worried at all.
Menglan City is the second largest city after the capital, so it has some exchange power.
Ten thousand taels of silver may seem like a lot to ordinary people, but it's just that in the eyes of a money shop.
As long as the banknotes he produced were okay...
"Who is staying at the inn today?!"
Just as Chen Yong was about to take out the delicious food from the space to enjoy, he heard someone whispering inquiries downstairs in the inn.
Even if the other person's voice is low, it's completely fine for him to hear it.
Shen Yong pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
"rather---"
The postmaster was shocked to see the sudden visit from Ning Zhifu. He hurried over and was about to kneel down. Just as he said a word, he saw Ning Zhifu waving at him.
"Don't make it public."
The postmaster's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded repeatedly. He stood up from his knees and looked cautiously at the Ning prefect.
"More than a hundred imperial guards have come to stay at the post station today."
The postmaster glanced at Prefect Ning, and seeing that he didn't look surprised, he knew that the spies in the government office should have reported it to Prefect Ning long ago.
With so many imperial guards suddenly appearing in Menglan City, how could any official not be panicked?
How many of these officials have clean hands? They are afraid that their superiors will send people to conduct secret investigations.
The postmaster pursed his lips and continued,
"I have seen their badges, and they are indeed the badges of the second-class imperial guards in the palace."
"Second-class Imperial Guard!?" Ning Zhifu's pupils suddenly shrank as he asked,
"Are they all second-class imperial guards?"
That's impossible. What kind of major event would mobilize so many imperial guards?
Could it be that they really came to investigate him?
There are more than a hundred palace guards, and all of them are highly skilled in martial arts. If they really come to investigate him.
He really couldn't hold back so many people.
The more Prefect Ning thought about it, the more panicked he became. He had not received any news from his backers.
He must have been overthinking it.
The postmaster was slightly taken aback and quickly shook his head.
"I only saw the badge of a second-class imperial guard, so I dare not ask to see the whole thing."
With a second-class imperial guard accompanying him, how could he be wrong?
How dare he check each of their heads?
It was also the first time he saw so many imperial guards living in the warehouse.
Maybe these people are doing some secret mission.
"Which room are they staying in?" Prefect Ning breathed a sigh of relief and decided to go and find out some information.
The imperial guards had entered the city so blatantly, it would be inappropriate for him not to try to get close to them.
The second-class imperial guards were of the fourth rank, while he, the prefect, was only of the fourth rank, and his position was higher than his.
Moreover, the second-class palace guards are the emperor's confidants and close ministers, so it is a good thing for him to be able to make friends with them.
The postmaster pointed to the room on the second floor near the stairs.
"The second-rank imperial guard lives in this room."
He didn't live alone, but with a group of people dressed as officials.
He even suspected that those people dressed as officials were also disguised as palace guards.
Otherwise, how could a second-class imperial guard live with a small official?
Prefect Ning looked up at the room the postmaster pointed to, straightened his collar, and walked upstairs.
Two yamen runners on tall horses followed closely behind him.
“Knock knock knock~”
Prefect Ning raised his hand and knocked on the door.
“Who is it!?”
Sun Ren took a mouthful of food and asked impatiently.
The food and water have been delivered, why are you knocking on the door again?
Can’t you see that everyone is very hungry? If you move your chopsticks slowly, you won’t be able to eat the food.
Ning Zhifu listened to the impatient voice coming from the room and slightly pulled the corner of his lips.
"I am Ning Haixin, the prefect of Menglan City, and I have come to pay my respects to the Lord Guard."
Prefect Ning was also a flexible person. He didn't care about the other party's impatience at all. With a smile in his voice, he replied in a gentle tone.
The officials who were fighting over food in the room were all stunned.
Why is the prefect here?
The officers looked at each other, panic in their eyes.
They really couldn't help being nervous. Not to mention the prefect, they would even be nervous when meeting the county magistrate.
These are the local officials. They are now on someone else's territory, and the power of life and death is in their hands.
Among the people at the table, only Zhang Wenyuan was still eating calmly.
His official position is higher than that of the prefect, so it is reasonable for Prefect Ning to visit him.
Looking at Zhang Wenyuan who was still eating, Sun Ren quickly pulled his arm.
"I came to you, talk."
Zhang Wenyuan glanced at Sun Ren, whose face turned pale with nervousness, and sneered.
These officials really know how to treat people differently based on their situation.
His position was higher than that of Ning Zhifu, and he showed no fear of him at all.
Instead, when he saw Prefect Ning coming, he was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word.
Isn't it because they have more say in front of Shen Yong than him?
Zhang Wenyuan picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth. He slowly stood up and walked towards the door.
"It's Lord Ning. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please come in."
The moment Zhang Wenyuan opened the door, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
He knew this Ning Zhifu, who was a man of the Minister of Revenue Kong Zongli.
"It turned out to be Mr. Zhang." Prefect Ning felt relieved when he saw the familiar face.
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