Yang Zhi's current official status is the Minister of Household Affairs, and he is in charge of silver coin minting and Beipiao printing, which are currently the most lucrative in the Qing Dynasty.
The imperial court must refer to Yang Zhi's opinions on how many silver taels are collected every year, how many silver coins are minted, and how many banknotes are printed according to the financial market scale.
There is nothing that can be done about giving such an important position to a Han surrender. The entire Qing Dynasty understands that there are very few talents in the new finance, and if Yang Zhi is not allowed to do it, there will be no one.
This is of course not the main reason. The more important thing is that Yang Zhi is very cunning. Although he is a rebellious Chinese, he has a very close relationship with the British.
Due to his previous business dealings with the Chinese, he even established close ties with businessmen in Jiangnan!
This gives Yang Zhi an additional business, which is financial investment!
The imperial court has made Xiao Letian smarter in recent years. They were forced to come out of the medieval system and try new ways of making money.
There is no way, the court is poor, if we continue to rely on the little money, grain, and taxes we collected in the past, the court will go bankrupt!
Look at the Chinese, who issue bonds, engage in stocks, speculate on silver in the international market, hoard all kinds of non-ferrous metals, and even dominate the food market.
Money begets money in the game and you can make a lot of money!
Who can not be jealous? Of course, the most jealous thing is that the Chinese can win wars and extort war reparations and new colonies!
But the Manchu and Qing court no longer dared to be jealous of this, they had completely given up on this kind of wealth!
If the imperial court wants to make money by playing financial games, it must use Yang Zhi more seriously, including his connections, so Yang Zhi always has an investment quota of nearly 20 million.
A small part of this money is used to make money in the European market, while a large part is used to speculate in stocks in the Jiangnan area, buy some Chinese bonds, including hoarding raw silk, tea, porcelain and other commodities... to make profits.
But does all this money belong to the court? This is not the case. Yang Zhi has two accounts, one of which is open to the Ministry of Accounts. It only records the principal amount of 7 million taels taken out by the Ministry of Accounts.
And the rest is all the private money of the powerful!
Will Guiziliu miss the opportunity to make money? Obviously not. The Xishan New Army is a bottomless pit that swallows gold. Guiziliu put no less than two million taels of silver into it. Even if he is a prince, he can't bear to spend money like this!
"So...Jiangnan's plan to buy the bottom of the market...is hopeless?"
In the warm pavilion of the Prime Minister's Yamen, the thin Guiziliu leaned on a chair, gently shaking the tea leaves in the bowl in his hand, and said to Yang Zhi who was kneeling on the ground in a strange way.
When Yang Zhi entered the city in the morning, he didn't go directly to the Forbidden City. He went to the Prime Minister's Yamen to check in. Guiziliu was not going to pass the test!
With a bang, his head hit the ground, his forehead was bruised, and the long braid on his back was dragged to the ground!
"Replying to the prince, this servant is incompetent. I never thought that Sakamoto Ryoma would lead his troops to intimidate Jiangnan merchants! All the people in Jiangnan were scared to death, and no one dared to move!"
"Haha... Don't bother me! You, Yang Zhi, are the most popular person in front of the Queen Mother. The household department is in charge of the genius's wealth. How can you call him a slave?"
"Slave, that's what the disciples of the Eight Banners still call you. It's not appropriate for you to call me that..."
As soon as Yang Zhi saw Guiziliu's sinister attitude, he knew that today's test was not going to be easy. "Your Majesty! What you said really chilled my heart..."
"What else do you have, slave? Someone will kill you even if you leave your life alone... But this morning, those bastards were chasing you again..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Without the protection of the imperial court, I am still a demon cat with nine lives, and I will become a dead cat in no time! Now that the prince has said this, do you mean you don't want to be a slave?"
"There is no way for me to go anywhere in heaven or on earth. The only way for me to survive is the Qing Dynasty..."
"Fart!" With a crash, a cup of hot tea was poured on Yang Zhi's face, and leaves of the finest Longjing tea were all over his face.
"Do you still have any connections? You, Yang Zhi, secretly took the British money and pretended that I didn't know about it? Without the Qing Dynasty, you will go find the foreign masters!"
"The big British nose wants you, my slave, to go to London and lick your ass!"
The furious Guiziliu stood up and kicked Yang Zhi on the shoulder, causing him to stumble. Then he walked around the room angrily, pointing at Yang Zhi's nose and cursing.
"Slave dog, is it easy for me to raise four million taels of silver? That's money to buy bullets and explosives for the New Army... If you say it's useful, I'll dismantle it and give it to you if I believe you!"
"I thought you could earn me three melons and two dates, but you ended up farting tastelessly!"
"Tell me now, can it be done? Are you trying to fool me like a fool?"
Yang Zhi was kowtowing like a fool, "Your Majesty, please calm down, Your Majesty, please calm down... I must find a way to make money for Your Majesty. Why don't you open two more silver furnaces in Xishan?"
"Fuck you... you still open a silver furnace. How many silver mines are there in the Qing Dynasty? How much scattered silver is there? Damn it, all the silver trade in the Pacific has been monopolized by his bastard Xiao Letian, and you still open it? That damn silver furnace!"
"If you don't have any money, how about I stuff you in and burn you? How many taels of silver can you get from your stinky body?"
The more Guizi Liu cursed, the more Yang Zhi felt more at ease, because he knew that if he didn't curse, it would be life-threatening. If he is willing to beat you and scold you, it means that the prince does not want to kill you!
"Yes, yes... Your Majesty is right... Your slave is incompetent... But don't worry, Your Majesty, let's take a long-term plan and there will be many opportunities to make money in the future!"
"Repairing railways and building ironworks... these are all businesses that will never lose money. I will run as fast as I can for you!"
Guiziliu was actually just venting out his recent resentment. Since Zai Chun's return to China has been getting closer and closer, the nameless fire in his heart has become more and more intense!
In addition, Zeng Guofan made such a fuss in Dongnuang Pavilion that Guiziliu was so angry that Tian Linggai was furious. Today, he also used this gimmick to get angry.
After being angry enough, he couldn't really do anything to Yang Zhi. He sighed and helped him up, "Don't blame me... The court is really having a hard time. I've been too angry these past two days..."
"You were assassinated again this morning? Are you okay?"
When Yang Zhi saw that the prince was beginning to comfort him, he hurriedly got off the slope and said, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo all..., I am, that's really kind to your slaves. Thank you so much for thinking about me!"
"One substitute died, four bearers were killed, and several guards were injured... It doesn't matter!"
After briefly explaining the assassination process, Yang Zhi blinked and whispered, "Slave, I finally put the blame on the green camp of Wanshou Mountain..."
"With this assassination, the soldiers from the Xishan Camp can naturally move into Kunming Lake... Even the Nine Admirals will have to hold their noses to recognize him!"
Guiziliu smiled and patted Yang Zhi on the shoulder, "Haha...you are serious, you are serious!"
