Chapter 941: Looting the Emperor's Private Treasury and the National Treasury

At dinner in the evening, facing the whole family, Qiao Ran did not tell them that she was going to Northern Xinjiang.

He just said that he had to be away for a while for something, and that it would take more than a month at the earliest and three to five months at the latest.

Although her family members were worried, they all knew that she was independent-minded, so they could only remind her to be careful and take care of herself when she was away from home.

After dinner, Qiao Ran first went to Old Mrs. Qiao's room and talked for a long time.

Then he went into his parents' room and chatted for a long time. When he came out, it was already midnight.

In the dark night, she left Qingshui Village quietly.

After rushing out of the Devil's Valley, she released the horse she often rode from the space.

There was no need to whip the horse, which had become spiritual due to drinking the spiritual spring water regularly. It just raised its hooves and headed towards the capital city in a hurry but with very light steps.

As they were about to reach the city gate, Qiao Ran put the horse into the space and went around to a remote small gate. Mo Beihan was already waiting there.

The two men entered the city quietly and then sneaked into the palace.

It’s not that Mo Beihan’s years of working for the old emperor were useless. He had made arrangements when he returned from the Devil’s Valley during the day.

Without alarming anyone, the two men first reached the emperor's private treasury.

Don’t think that the emperor’s private treasury is the same as the warehouse of an ordinary official. In fact, the emperor’s private treasury is not much different from the national treasury.

The emperor owned numerous royal properties, including manors, shops, fields, forests, pastures, mines, salt ponds, as well as tributes such as gold, silver and treasures presented by officials from all over the country and foreign countries.

Every year, the imperial grain paid by the millions of acres of imperial farms alone amounted to more than 100,000 shi and 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver.

Not to mention other industries and tributes, as well as part of the confiscated property of criminal officials, which also went into the emperor's private treasury. All together, the annual income from the private treasury was almost as rich as that from the national treasury.

This is why sometimes the national treasury is empty, but the masters in the palace can still indulge in luxury.

When the national treasury was empty due to natural disasters or wars, some good emperors would use their own private treasury to help the people or replenish food supplies.

However, some selfish and extravagant rulers guarded their own private treasuries and allowed the victims and soldiers to die of cold and starvation.

Obviously, although the old emperor of Dai Viet was not incompetent, he was not a wise ruler either, and his private treasury was still very rich.

The private treasury of the King of Yue was divided into two warehouses, a treasure house and a granary.

Like most warehouses, the treasury has no windows, only a thick iron door locked with a heavy iron chain.

There was a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps outside the treasure house. It was surrounded so tightly that not even a mosquito could fly in.

However, this did not pose a problem for the Medical Saint Qiao, who was an expert in both medicine and poison. She just felt the direction of the wind, took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Mo Beihan beside her, signaling with her eyes that he should act according to the agreement later.

The two of them separated tacitly, changed their hiding position, and lay on both sides of the upwind side.

Qiao Ran once again took out a small porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and took advantage of the whistling autumn wind that made people's faces hurt. The medicinal powder that had once worked so well on the road to escape famine began to work again.

Mo Beihan on the other side also took action at the same time, and two bottles of medicine powder were blown towards the leeward side by the autumn wind.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

……

Slight sounds of falling were heard continuously, but since these people fell down softly, the sound was not very loud.

Even the imperial guards hiding in the dark were struck without realizing it, and fell into a deep sleep one after another.

After a while, Qiao Ran threw a small stone down. Seeing that the noise did not attract any reaction, she appeared from the darkness and flashed to the gate.

Mo Beihan was still on high ground, keeping watch for her.

He easily opened the big iron lock and pushed the iron door open a crack. Qiao Ran slipped in and closed the door again.

It was pitch black inside. Qiao Ran turned off the light and looked around. Suddenly, she felt that her eyes were not enough to see.

What does magnificent mean?

What does it mean to be extremely wealthy?

What does it mean that a mouse fell into a granary?

Ahem! Qiao Ran was now like a little mouse that had fallen into a granary. Looking at this overwhelming wealth, she simply didn't know how to express her excitement and ecstasy.

She once thought that the treasures of King Ping should be as much as half of the national treasury, but now that she saw the treasure of the old emperor, she realized that she had underestimated the extravagance and generosity of the royal family in this feudal society.

No wonder people in ancient times fought so hard to get the throne. Being an emperor not only means having supreme power, but also having the most wealth in the entire country.

This wealth is enough to feed half of the country's people, but now it is all possessed by one person.

While Qiao Ran was condemning this evil feudal society in her heart, she kept working.

His feet kept wandering, and he would pick up anything his hands touched, whether it was pearls, agates, jade, corals, giant clams, gold bricks and silver ingots, property deeds, silks and satins, calligraphy and paintings, vase ornaments, or bird's nests, fish maws, ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, deer antlers, bear paws, or panaceas...

They all gathered and gathered together and entered the space.

In a moment, the emperor's treasury, which was the size of two football fields, turned into an empty haunted house.

Contented, Qiao Ran put away the headlamp, opened the door and went out, not forgetting to close the door, hang the chain and lock it.

Seeing her come out, Mo Beihan jumped down and took her to the granary not far away.

Perhaps they thought that no one would be stupid enough to come to the palace to steal worthless grain, so the guards at the granary were much sparser.

Without any effort, Qiao Ran entered the granary again and looted all the hundreds of thousands of stones of grain inside.

Fortunately, the space is large enough, and only a dozen acres of mountain land in front of the courtyard have been opened up for planting, while the rest of the mountain remains in its original state.

Now, all kinds of rare treasures and bags of food are piled up in a mess in the woods and on the grass.

This was not the end. The two men left the inner city and headed towards the treasury in the outer city.

The national treasury was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue, which was located outside the imperial city and was heavily guarded.

However, they had already been to the inner city where many of the palace masters gathered. How could it be difficult for the two of them to find the Ministry of Revenue’s treasury, which was guarded by only ordinary guards?

After seeing the emperor's private treasury full of jewels and luxurious items, the national treasury was mostly filled with gold, silver and grain, which was nothing to be amazed at.

Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan also thought carefully about taking away the property and food from the national treasury.

The two men analyzed that the chaos in the northern border must have been planned by someone in the capital, and the mastermind behind the scenes was most likely King Ping, who had been plotting to seize the throne.

When the news reaches the capital, the person behind the plot will surely take the opportunity to seize military power in the name of pacifying the northern border, and then lead the troops to revolt.

The capital city will soon be in chaos!