Chapter Fifty: The Inner Court

  (The picture is of a silver note from the Qing Dynasty)

  Yang's reform is a headache like no other.

  The gameplay of Double Color Ball has been reformed, but there is no computer or typewriter here, so it's impossible to print out that kind of small ticket. The anti-counterfeiting system is also troublesome. In the 21st century, computers are used to print tickets, so you don't have to worry about the anti-counterfeiting system.

  At the end of Ming Dynasty, there were definitely no computers, so what to do? How to prevent counterfeiting?

  Also, if the cost of lottery paper and anti-counterfeiting technology is too high, the price of lottery tickets will skyrocket, which is very detrimental to sales.

  There are also anti-counterfeiting and anti-cheating technologies. If cheating cannot be effectively prevented, the game will not be playable. Not only will you lose money, but you will also lose your reputation and fame.

  Yang's reform is a bit painful now, painfully scratching the back of his head. How can this be good? Should he give up on lottery tickets, give up on this poor man's "painkiller"?

  Definitely can't give up.

  Headache from thinking, Yang decided to go out for a walk, having stayed in his room all day, his head was about to explode.

  It's very cold outside, great! A gust of cold wind blew by, and Yang Ge felt a shiver run down his spine, feeling incredibly refreshing. Those troubles were like being frozen, vanished.

  ……

  "Alas... Da Ban, do you think there's someone in the imperial palace who can print or create anti-counterfeit tickets?" Yang Gaizhi asked Wang Cheng'en with a hint of despair. As for what was available within the palace, he had no idea. The two words that could describe his situation were "ignorance". Yang Gaizhi hoped that there was such an expert within the imperial palace.

  Yang Reform only knew that the imperial palace had many people, and wherever he went, there were people. It was said that there were tens of thousands of eunuchs alone. He didn't know what all these people did. Were they all just eating idle meals in the imperial palace? So Yang Reform decided to take a chance and see if there were any talented people in this area. If there were, he would use them directly; if not, he would have to go outside to find them, which would be troublesome.

  "May I report to Your Majesty, is it about the place where the books are carved and printed?" Wang Chengen didn't understand what anti-counterfeiting vouchers were all about, but when it came to printing, he roughly understood something.

  “……Yes! It's a place where they can carve and print books.” Yang Reform felt a bit enlightened, ancient printing techniques were born in China, and places that could carve books would naturally be able to print. If not, he could just improve the woodblock printing technique himself, turning it into movable-type printing, and that would be it! The key was that someone else was already working on this, researching it, so he wouldn't have to put too much thought into it. If he had to create a whole new system from scratch, it would be too troublesome. Yang Reform was an otaku, not a god, with limited time and energy, and he would get headaches too.

  "Your Majesty, I have, in the inner court, the Department of Ceremonial Affairs under my jurisdiction, which is specifically responsible for managing these carvings, printing, and publishing matters..."

  Wang Chengen's words made Yang Gaiting overjoyed.

  I'm also extremely curious about this "mysterious" thing called the "inner court". The "inner court" corresponds to the "outer court". Since they are corresponding, what the outside has, the "inner court" will absolutely have, and it will not be less, this is a matter of principle.

  "Really? Haha, that's great......" Yang Reform couldn't help but feel that this was also too awesome. Even the printing factory had one. The inner court wasn't just limited to having a gunpowder factory, an armory, and also had something equivalent to the cabinet, the Imperial Censorate, as well as something corresponding to the national treasury, the "Inner Treasury". It really was that whatever was outside, there was also inside the palace, it really was corresponding, this "principle" was truly strong. The people who invented these systems and carried out these systems were all very awesome people. Yang Reform's admiration for them was like a surging...

  "Your Majesty, it's true. But do you want to print something out? This is simple, just hand it over to the Imperial Printing Office. They are specialized in doing things for Your Majesty, their craftsmanship is excellent..." Wang Cheng'en said affirmatively.

  "......Uh......Then let's find a few more powerful people to come, I'm going to try if this lottery can be printed out." Yang Reform really didn't know what language to use to express it, couldn't describe it with words, too awesome, this emperor is still in charge! Haha......, Yang Reform secretly felt proud.

  No matter what you do, there are corresponding service agencies. Yang reform remembers that when he was doing the sandbox abuse of Yuan Chonghuan's vegetable bird, it was the Bingzhang Bureau that did the sandbox. Now that we want to issue lottery tickets, there is a factory that prints them for us, and it's really cool! There are people serving you no matter what you do. This emperor hasn't been in vain, it's worth it!!

  "Ah……right, does the imperial court still have people in charge of printing 'treasure notes' and such things? Or perhaps someone skilled at making silver certificates?" Yang Reform suddenly remembered that when creating lottery tickets, he would definitely need an anti-counterfeiting system. This ancient anti-counterfeiting system or currency already had a ready-made ancient "paper note" - the "treasure note".

  Yang's reform of the ancient silver note anti-counterfeiting system, what impressed him was a TV series "Qiao Family Compound", which was set in the Qing Dynasty and told about doing silver note business. It mentioned an anti-counterfeiting system, where each silver note had marks and passwords that only special people could understand. Yang thought he could learn from it.

  Yang Reform thought that since the Qing dynasty could produce such things, the Ming dynasty also had silver tickets. In terms of anti-counterfeiting, there must be masters. As the emperor himself, he can directly mobilize national power to find a few people to develop this lottery, so as not to bother himself, and hand over all tasks and responsibilities to others, and just be a boss who doesn't care about anything. Who made him the emperor? Thinking of this, Yang Reform became happy, being an emperor also has its advantages!

  "Your Majesty, this slave is not clear about it, and needs to ask to know." Wang Chengen was not all-powerful either, and it was impossible for him to be familiar with everything.

  "Hmm... then let's go to the factory and find a few experts first, I want to make this lottery..."

  "Yes, Your Majesty..." Wang Chengen then ordered someone to go to the textile factory to find a skilled craftsman again.

  ……

  Yang Reform was bored, walking in the imperial palace, looking at what would later be called the "Palace Museum". Yang Reform couldn't help but sigh. What a good building, what good things, unfortunately after more than ten years they won't belong to him anymore, but to wild boar skin. The affairs of this world are indeed unpredictable! He still had to work hard!

  Return the mortgage on time, Yang reform sets a goal for himself and cheers himself up.

  Yang's thoughts on reform returned to the lottery again. Yang decided that he must get this "painkiller" out, no matter how difficult it was, and he would not allow himself to fail.

  Yang Reform thought of the TV series "Qiao's Grand Courtyard" he had watched later, which talked about doing "unifying the world", and it was all about silver tickets and cross-regional payment systems. The show explained the anti-counterfeiting measures for silver tickets, with secret codes and special records that only certain people could recognize, and only they could issue tickets and withdraw silver. So Yang Reform had great confidence in this, saying that maybe one day he would even be able to play with a bank. Thinking of this, Yang Reform couldn't help but fantasize again, thinking that when he had money, he would create paper currency, and then like the United States, when there was no money, he would just print more, and let people all over the world pay for him. Spending money was truly comfortable and refreshing... Yang Reform fell into extreme fantasy... The TV series was set in the Qing dynasty, but the Qing dynasty learned from the Ming dynasty. The whole country had gone through hundreds of years without making any progress, and it wasn't even as good as the Ming dynasty...

  Shanxi...? When YY arrived at the ticket gate, he thought of banks, then silver tickets, and then "Qiao's Grand Courtyard". This made him think of Shanxi and its merchants. Suddenly, Yang remembered that someone had said on a forum before that Shanxi merchants were secretly in contact with foreigners, sending messages to Mongolia through wild boar skin, transporting goods, and secretly supporting the wild boar skin. Only when the wild boar skin entered the customs did the Shanxi merchants have their heyday.

  Yang Reform suddenly stopped when he thought of this. His heart was extremely angry, his teammates were either thinking of killing their own people or secretly communicating with foreigners, thinking of overthrowing their own people and then serving as a running dog for the wild boar skin. It was truly extremely infuriating. There were always countless pig-like teammates around him, ready to plot against his team at any moment.

  Regardless of whether the news is true or false, Yang Reform is extremely angry. Thinking in his heart, he must think of a way to get rid of these internal and external things. You are called to harm yourself, harm your teammates, you are called traitors. Yang Reform decided: Anyone who does not work hard in this team, internal and external things, will be killed.

  Looking back, I just realized that there was no suitable opportunity or person to do this thing. Shanxi is so big, and there are so many businessmen, who would dare to embezzle? Who would privately smuggle wild boar skin? Who would dream of becoming a big shot after smuggling wild boar skin into the country... Yang Reform's eyes were blackened, and he didn't understand anything. Chongzhen was so big, it's still unclear whether he had ever left Beijing City or not. This matter needs to be carefully considered! Wait until my own power is stronger, then I'll deal with these embezzlers.