"It's better to take the Wang Bureau's note to do it, otherwise I wouldn't dare to do this account!"
"Who do you think Director Wang showed when he made rifles? Isn't he involved in corruption and smuggling?"
"Hush! Silence..." Xiang Ying quickly stopped him. Seeing that the guards on the left and right were not around, he whispered, "Don't ask about this topic again!"
"Cai Bixia secretly told me...this batch of arms was sold...to Mr. Qing!"
"It's top secret and no one in the military council can know about it. That's why we need to make false accounts!"
"Hiss... Third Master purchased 3,000 Mauser? Is this secret?"
"Haha...it's more than just three thousand? The navy took three thousand from the account, and the army took five thousand from the empty account... More than eight thousand Mauser has been prepared to secretly transport it!"
"Just wait and see the show, there is so much chaos in the Qing Dynasty!"
There are only two explanations for making false accounts and empty accounts. One is that it is corruption, and the other is that it is to deceive others!
Of course, a person with Wang Ju's status would not be corrupt. Money has lost its appeal to others. The only explanation left is to secretly cheat Chen Cang.
The Chinese military council, including the special group of the Grand Council, regularly checks the accounts and inventories of the treasury!
More than 8,000 Mauser and a large amount of ammunition disappeared mysteriously? The warehouse of the Logistics Department is really inexplicable. If you want to hide it from others, you must use the army below to hide it in batches.
More than 8,000 weapons were broken into pieces and entered into various small warehouses of the army. Only in this way can they avoid manual counting!
Anyway, the Chinese have many opportunities to fight, and the amount of training is also large. After a long time, they will naturally report losses.
Not many people knew that these weapons had secretly entered the Qing Dynasty in batches. Mr. Qing's men took over the weapons and did not know where they were hidden.
"Good boy, Mr. Qing is planning to rebel?" Lin Zhen took off his hat and fanned himself, as if to dispel the irritation in his heart.
"No!" Jin Sanshun said, "You want to rebel with eight thousand guns? You don't have enough strength... I guess the third master is preparing to have a weapon in his hand to protect himself after a big change in the future!"
"It seems that the life of the Manchu Tatars is not as easy as they say!"
Xiang Ying sneered and said, "Let them cause chaos. We don't need to take action anyway. Now that the contract for the fortress project has been signed, no one can overthrow it!"
"As long as you dare to overturn the treaty, you are violating international laws. Even if we go to war, the Europeans will not be able to say anything!"
"To be honest, I really hope that Zai Chun will betray his promise and tear up the treaty. If he dares to do this, how can he really have a reason to start a war!"
"It's a pity that he didn't dare. This kid will have to deal with the threats around him in the next few years!"
Xiang Ying's judgment is very clear. The current prosperous scene of the Qing Empire's capital is like a burning fire cooking oil. In fact, in the eyes of many sensible people, it is simply a joke.
"Haha... Hahaha... I am so convinced by him that I actually want to rebuild the Old Summer Palace? Do you still have the impression of the Old Summer Palace in your memory? Do you know what kind of garden it is?"
Prince Gong, who was imprisoned in Xiling, laughed like a ghost. The constant flow of intelligence from the capital kept him in control of the current situation.
The great bull market that broke out after the birth of the Jingshi Exchange, the economic stimulus brought by the opening of the Beijing-Tianjin Railway, and the Jingshi Iron Works finally produced qualified steel that was praised by foreigners.
One after another, "big happy events" are stimulating the hearts of the people in the Six Japanese Factions. It is impossible for direct slaves like Na Duobao not to be tempted. How can they not have ideas under the impact of so much money.
Such psychological changes are all seen in the eyes of Guiziliu. Guiziliu is good at pondering human nature, especially the details of the bannermen's slaves.
Knowing that these people don't want to see the money in vain, they don't stop them. Instead, they take the initiative to mobilize some resources to let some of their secret funds enter the market. In such a good bull market, if you don't make money, you won't make it in vain!
No one can underestimate the large network that the Japanese have operated for more than six years. In terms of strength and connections, the most popular prince in the capital during this period is nothing at all.
Prince Dun, Prince Yu, Prince Zheng, Prince Li... these people were not ranked at all when Guiziliu was in power!
The influence of the imperial court was minimal. Now that Yixin, Yixuan, and Yixuan were imprisoned and their influence was suppressed, these talents jumped out and five or six of them also went to make a fortune.
In fact, based on their background, they are incomparable to Guiziliu!
To give the simplest example, Prince Zheng Chengzhi wants to make a fortune by speculating in stocks. He needs to ask Mr. Qin to run errands, and in the end he has to rely on Yang Zhi's brain.
Chengzhi himself has few talents who understand economics!
But Guiziliu was different. Duobao's wife brought news that since the opening of the Capital Exchange, someone had secretly sent money three times, totaling a huge amount of 110,000!
Na Duobao knew very well that these were the direct descendants of the prince who had secretly earned money from the stock market, but he had no idea how he earned it.
Today, Na Duobao sent new information. Zuo Zongtang's return to the capital is a big event, and Yi Xin must know first-hand information.
After seeing the words on the petition, Guiziliu's mood suddenly became extreme. He smiled ghostly and began to mock Emperor Tongzhi as a fool.
"You were only six years old in Xinyou year, and you were only four and a half when the British and French forces came over! Can you still remember what the Old Summer Palace looked like?"
"How many days have you lived there in total? What kind of feelings do you have towards that garden?"
"I grew up somewhere! Spring, summer, autumn and winter...I didn't move out until I became an adult and opened a house!"
"Want to rebuild the Old Summer Palace? Haha... you are worthy of it! The wealth of the prosperous monarchs of the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong was accumulated, and this garden of ten thousand gardens was built!"
"Hahaha... Do you know what the Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens is? You can't even imagine what it looks like. Even an open-air pavilion and corridor are filled with precious porcelain from the Song Dynasty and ancient jades from the Han Dynasty!"
"That is the accumulation of all the wealth of the Qing Dynasty. Heavenly Palace! It is not a simple garden!"
"You have made such a small fortune, and you want to rebuild the Old Summer Palace? Haha... You have lived enough, and you are almost there! Your limit has reached this point."
Na Duobao was so frightened that his legs were weak. Prince Gong was not smiling at all, it was like a ghost crying.
Suddenly Yi Xin stretched out his hand and pointed at Na Duobao, "You're a good boy, you're a good boy... Ever since that fool Zai Chun started to get rich..."
"Hehehe... I have already killed six dog slaves who were wavering in their thoughts! You are good, you have never changed your mind from the beginning to the end, you are a good slave!"
Na Duobao knelt on the ground with a pop, "Your Majesty! My slave, I am loyal to Your Majesty, and I can learn from it every day! I will truly be of the same mind as Your Majesty, and we will go to the end!"
Na Duobao was so frightened that his back was completely wet, and he thought to himself, is the prince crazy?
