"My lord, look at this..."
In a study room where Ao Bai usually studied and worked, Yu Wang Fuquan was sitting on an old chair that Ao Bai used to use every day, while watching Guanyin Bao and Wang Zhongxiao leading a few people to rummage around looking for Ao Bai's classmates. While reading the letters sent by the party and the draft of Ao Bai's reply, he was listening to a report from a steward of the Duke Ao Bai's mansion named Wang Sanshun.
This housekeeper is not very old, in his twenties, he is tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face with a Chinese character. He looks very upright...but he is quite smart in how he handles things. He knows that he cannot Let the prince’s hard work be in vain.
"What kind of account is this? Don't read it, just report the number." Fuquan was not interested in small money at the moment. He just wanted to find enough letters and manuscripts that could be used to help those upright officials with evil intentions cure their mental illnesses.
That’s the real big money!
"Well, Your Majesty, the gold and silver that have not been accounted for have been converted into silver, with a total value of more than 88,000 taels. There are six large boxes of jewelry, one large box each of calligraphy, paintings and antiques. The total amount of debt corresponding to the moneylending vouchers is seven More than fifteen thousand taels...but I'm afraid it's not easy to get back the usury money that has been released."
"Take out the eight thousand taels of silver and divide it into two hundred and forty parts, and distribute it to the Bi Tie Shi, Bai Tang'a and the soldiers who came to search the house. The remaining parts were divided into eight parts... and the Etu, Mingzhu, etc. were not allowed to be asked for. Duolong, Wang Fuchen and the others have worked hard in vain."
Suo'etu, Mingzhu, Duolong, Wang Fuchen and others are also here today, and they are pretending to count property, population, and account books elsewhere.
Fuquan continued: "There are eight boxes of jewelry, calligraphy, paintings, and antiques in total, right?"
"Yes, eight boxes in total."
"That's ok, exactly eight copies, one box for each person to take home." Fuquan said with a smile, "I just want that box of calligraphy and painting."
"嗻!"
Fuquan asked again: "Obai has always exchanged letters with many people, right?"
"Of course, he is a powerful traitor..."
"Do you know where those letters are?" Fuquan asked.
"They all have special warehouses for storage... There are also some stored in the big study room, and they are all relatively important correspondence manuscripts."
Fuquan smiled and nodded, looking at the housekeeper: "What's your name?"
"The little king's three-shun, the three-shun king's three-shun."
"What a good name. Your father must have wanted you to make contributions to the court like King Sanshun, right?"
"Your Majesty, you are wise. This is probably what my father thinks. Unfortunately, I don't have the ability, so I have to take over his vacancy and work as a steward in the Duke's Mansion in Obai."
"Okay, follow me from now on!"
"Slave, thank you for your cultivation..." Wang Sanshun knew that he had met a noble man, so he knelt down to Fuquan on the spot, with tears of gratitude on his face.
"Okay, let's go do some work," Fuquan said, "By the way, let's bring some people with us first to bring in all the letters and manuscripts that Ao Bai has saved."
"嗻!"
Fu Xin's new servants bowed to him, then turned around and left. At this time, Wang Zhongxiao approached Fuquan holding a stack of letter manuscripts that he and Guanyin Bao had just searched out.
"Your Majesty, the harvest is not small!" Wang Zhongxiao put a lot of letters and manuscripts on a desk in front of Fuquan and said with a smile, "These are big fish! There are those from Pingxi King Wu Sangui, and there are Pingnan Wang Shang Fortunately, there is Geng Jimao, the king of Jingnan, Tu Hai, the great scholar, Atta, the governor of Shanxi, Moruo, the governor of Shanxi and Shaanxi, Shi Lang, the admiral of the Fujian navy... all of them are high-ranking officials. !”
"Really?" Fuquan's eyes lit up, "There are really so many people who want me to help them cure their heart ailments? Shikai, do you think I want to help them?"
"Of course we have to help, but we can't help everyone." Wang Zhongxiao said, "We have to think about it carefully. If he is really Obai's best friend, we can't help!"
"Of course!" Fuquan smiled.
"Besides... Your Majesty, please don't give others any leverage." Wang Zhongxiao suggested, "Although the Emperor will stand by your Majesty's side no matter what, your Majesty, as the elder brother, definitely doesn't want to make things difficult for your brothers."
Fuquan nodded, frowned and said, "Then how can I collect money so that I don't let others take advantage of me?"
"Your Majesty," Guanyin Bao also joined in at this time, "I heard that many court officials like to open antique calligraphy and painting shops, and then have people buy fake paintings and put them in them to sell to those who want to give money and gain access. Little official."
"That's a good idea," Yu Wang Fuquan said with a smile, "How about I open one too?"
"My lord, this antique calligraphy and painting shop is not the best idea. After all, you have to collect fakes, which is quite troublesome." Wang Zhongxiao said, "I have a better idea."
"tell me the story."
"My humble position suggests that the prince should open a bank and let those officials who want the prince to help treat their heart problems deposit a sum of money in it!" Wang Zhongxiao said, "This is not a bribe, but they have too much money and no place to put it. Let's borrow the prince's bank account and put it in the bank. Your prince, you won't charge them a storage fee, just to do you a favor!"
Fuquan's eyes lit up: "That's right! I'm not taking bribes and bending the law, I'm helping them keep their money... I'm the emperor's brother, and I have a very good credit. You can feel safe leaving your money with me!"
"Your Majesty, you are so wise, you are so warm-hearted and willing to help." Wang Zhongxiao said, "By the way, you can also put the money out to collect some interest. Your Majesty, I have already thought of the name of this bank for you. It's called Rui Xin Tang! It is auspicious and full of faith. Do you think it will be more festive and more prosperous?"
Wang Zhongxiao's suggestion to Fuquan was of course for the sake of ending the Qing Dynasty!
In the end, the Qing Dynasty will not be able to spend money?
The fastest way to get money is to set up an Anxin Bank specifically to serve the corrupt officials and profiteers of the Qing Dynasty?
Although there are now businesses in the Qing Dynasty that can deposit money and issue banknotes, these are not specialized banknotes, they are just side projects of the eight imperial merchants. Furthermore, the banknotes issued by the eight imperial merchants have relatively poor circulation. They can only be redeemed into silver at the eight imperial merchants' main offices and Beijing branches. At the same time, only a small number of imperial merchants, official businessmen, and people in official circles recognize these banknotes. ticket.
Wang Da Zhongchen, who had witnessed the boom of the financial industry and the financial crisis in later generations, naturally thought of setting up a bank that he could control. It could not only manage money for those officials who were corrupt and violated the law, but also convert these funds into financial capital. Invest in aspects that can promote the vigorous development of capitalism... In this capitalism, capital must not be available first?
Moreover, the sages also said that when this capital comes into the world, every pore from head to toe is dripping with dirty blood! Isn’t this money that the loyal officials of the Qing Dynasty obtained through corruption and fraud just like this kind of dirty money? Using this kind of dirty money to develop capitalism will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!
And once such bad capital has doctrine, it will be almost time for the Qing Dynasty...
However, Yu Wang Fuquan didn't know how bad the capital was. He was so upset when he heard Wang Zhongxiao gave him the idea, and he still made some calculations: "Ruixin Tang... a good name, auspicious and trustworthy." , I won’t throw it away as soon as I hear it, but this business of lending money and collecting interest is not easy to do, right? What if the money I lend to others is not returned by others? I am a noble prince, and I can’t force a girl into prostitution just for a few taels of silver. Force someone to die, right?”
"Your Majesty," Guanyin Bao said with a smile, "Don't worry, you don't have to come forward in person... There are many big gangsters in the outer city who specialize in lending money and collecting debts for others. You can't help but force good girls into prostitution and force people to die." You don’t have any influence on the cause and effect, you just sit back and collect the money.”
Fuquan thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's about right...but I don't know any big gangsters. Guanyinbao, Shikai, do you two know each other?"
Guanyin Bao said: "I'm quite familiar with Yuan Er and Yuan Linjing from Rouge Hutong. He specializes in forcing girls into prostitution. He's not the same thing!"
Fuquan looked at Guanyin Bao who was eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, and said in surprise: "He is not a thing, so why are you so familiar with him?"
"Um..." Guanyin let it slip for a moment and didn't know how to finish it.
Why did Wang Zhongxiao help his "Brother Guan" and said: "Your Majesty, Brother Guan went to him to do good deeds. The beautiful girls in Rouge Lane are so pitiful. If Brother Guan doesn't do good deeds, they won't be able to survive." ...And if there are no evil people in the world, then where can good people like you and Brother Guan go to do good deeds and accumulate virtue?"
Fuquan thought about it and felt that it made sense: "That's right, I am also a great good person...Guanyin Bao, you should take me with you next time you go back to do good deeds!"
Is it appropriate to take a young prince to the Eight Great Alleys to do good deeds...?
Guanyinbao looked back at Wang Zhongxiao, and Wang Zhongxiao had no choice but to help him change the subject: "Your Majesty, I know a gangster who runs a teahouse in Zhushikou, named Yang Qilong, and is known as Yang Sanye. His teahouse is only used for socializing. My friend, the real money comes from lending money and collecting accounts for the powerful people in the inner city of Beijing. If you really want to open Ruixintang, you should talk to this Yang San tomorrow and ask him to be the shopkeeper. He will be at the front desk. Well, Your Majesty, just collect the money. And as far as I know, this Yang Qilong will not give money to poor people, so you don't have to worry about him doing anything to force good girls into prostitution or force people to die to collect debts."
"If you don't want to release it to the poor people? Who will you release it to?" Fuquan was stunned.
Wang Zhongxiao said: "Let it go to those who eat food transported by water."
"Walk workers? How much money can you make by transporting rice?"
"Of course you can't make much money by transporting rice," Wang Zhongxiao said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you don't think that the food and clothing of these hundreds of thousands of laborers depend on transporting millions of pounds of rice for the imperial court every year, right?"
"Is there any other way?"
"Of course," Wang Zhongxiao said with a smile, "The Eight Banners disciples in Beijing spend so much money every year to buy fun, beautiful, and delicious things, as well as silks, jewelry, and jade. And how do all the novelty gadgets from overseas come in?”
"Is it all brought here by the watermen?"
Wang Zhongxiao provoked Brother Thumb: "Your Majesty, you are wise... Do you think Yang Qilong can do it?"
"Okay!" Fuquan nodded, "But Yuan Er, who is not a thing, can also give him a try... Although it is wrong to force a good person into prostitution, I am still willing to give him a chance to become a good person. If he can be a good person, With Liang Liang, there will definitely be fewer prostitutes in the world. Isn't this considered a good deed?"
"Yes, yes," Guanyinbao nodded repeatedly, "My lord, you are the great benevolent person!"
Wang Zhongxiao also echoed: "It's so kind."
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