There was one thing in this world that was a god to people, and the spirit of gods. Even spirits fight for this incomparable, remarkable thing.
The Fan clan house crest could often been seen on the Fan family carriage. One square, and one circle, was the shape of this thing. Fan senior was the Minister of Revenue and controlled the national treasury, and Fan junior was about to travel to Jiangnan to take over the palace treasury. The wealth of the Qing Kingdom was completely controlled by the people of this family; even their family crest was filled with the stench of bronze.
Money, that which people loved and hated; that which could help people enter heaven or fall into hell. It could make people laugh foolishly on a mountain of swords, and dance mindlessly in a sea of flames!
