White Horse District, the Zhubing Surveillance Office Guarding the Government Yard, Front Courtyard Main Hall.
Officials dispatched by the magistrate’s office of White Horse District were busy conducting official business right in the main hall, helping Lu Qian settle all the deeds to land and property.
Inside the hall sat a large pile of wooden boxes, stuffed full of dusty copper coins.
The storage conditions clearly had been less than ideal, as some of the copper coins had even turned green with corrosion.
Earlier, representatives of major wealthy merchants from White Horse District had come to deliver deeds and land contracts.
When they left the government yard, their personal attendants carried these copper coins with obvious disgust on their faces.
By the time Lu Qian and He Taiping arrived, the handover process had already stopped.
A middle-aged man with a round face and small eyes, wearing a shrewd look, sat on a large chair.
Upon seeing He Taiping, he hastily stood up and cupped his hands in greeting. “General He.”