Chapter 1410: Was He a Monk or a Thief?

norted, "Five days' time Where am I supposed to conjure up seven or eighty thousand taels of silver for you"Xu Changqing, like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, took out a report from his boso...ng and laughing as they walked into the city, countless people simultaneously thought: These political players all have a thousand faces.Within the walls of Jincheng Palace, lanterns adorned every cor...