Chapter 66: Ruixin Tang was found after ransacking the house (crazy for reading!)

Author: Da Luoluo

Chapter 66: Ruixin Tang was found after ransacking the house (crazy for reading!)

"Your Majesty, 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, I was listening to a report from a steward of the Duke Ao Bai's mansion named Wang Sanshun.

The butler is not very old, in his twenties, he is tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very upright, but he is quite smart in handling things. He knows that the prince's hard work cannot 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 ulterior motives 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 and painting, 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 loan money."

"Take out eight thousand taels of silver and divide it into two hundred and forty parts, and distribute them to the Bi Tie Shi, Bai Tang'a and the soldiers who came to search the house. The remaining eight parts cannot be shared with Suo'etu, Mingzhu, Duolong and Wang Fuchen.

All your hard work is in vain.”

Suo'etu, Mingzhu, Duolong, Wang Fuchen and others are also here today and are pretending to count the 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 smiled, "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.

"There are special warehouses for storing some important correspondence documents in the big study room."

Fuquan smiled and nodded, looking at the housekeeper: "What's your name?"

"Little Wang Sanshun, Sanshun King's Sanshun."

"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 in front of Fuquan on the spot, with tears of gratitude on his face.

"Okay, let's go do some work," Fuquan said, "By the way, first bring some people to bring in all the letters and manuscripts that Obai has saved."

"嗻!"

Fuquan's new slaves bowed to Fuquan and turned around to leave. At this time, Wang Zhongxiao approached Fuquan holding a stack of letters and manuscripts that he and Guanyinbao had just found.

"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

What’s gratifying is that Geng Jimao, the king of Jingnan, Tu Hai, the great scholar, Ata, the governor of Shanxi, Moro, the governor of Shanxi and Shaanxi, and Shi Lang, the admiral of the Fujian Navy, are all high-ranking officials!”

"Really?" Fu Quan's eyes lit up, "There are really so many people who want me to help treat 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 him!"

"Of course!" Fuquan smiled.

"And the prince should not give others a hand." Wang Zhongxiao suggested, "Although the emperor will stand by the prince no matter what, the prince, as the elder brother, certainly does not want to make things difficult for his brothers."

Fuquan nodded, frowned and said, "Then how can I collect money without giving anyone a hand?"

"Your Majesty," Guanyin Bao joined in at this time, "I heard that many officials in the imperial court like to open antique, calligraphy and painting shops, and then have some fake paintings put in them and sold to those who want to give money and gain access.

Little official."

"That's a good idea," Yuwang Fuquan said with a smile, "How about I open one too?"

"Your Majesty, 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 and listen."

"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, you're just doing me a favor!"

Fu Quan'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 wise, you are 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. I will call it

Rui Xin Tang! It is auspicious and full of faith. Do you think it will be more festive and more prosperous?"

This suggestion Wang Zhongxiao gave 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 businesses in the Qing Dynasty that can deposit money and issue banknotes, these are not specialized banknotes, they are just concurrent projects of the eight imperial merchants. Moreover, the currency of the banknotes issued by the eight imperial merchants is relatively poor, so they can only

They were exchanged into silver at the head offices of the eight imperial merchants and their branches in Beijing. At the same time, only a small number of imperial merchants, official merchants and people in officialdom recognized these banknotes.

Wang Da Zhongchen, who had witnessed the prosperity 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.

To invest in aspects of capitalism that can promote the vigorous development of capitalism, one must not first have capital?

Moreover, the sages also said that when this capital comes into the world, every pore is dripping with dirty blood from head to toe! Isn’t this money that the loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty obtained illegally and corruptly just this kind of dirty money?

Using dirty money to develop capitalism will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!

And once such bad capital has doctrine, it is almost time for the Qing Dynasty to come to an end.

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 even thought about it: "Ruixintang is a good name, it is auspicious, and it is trustworthy. Once you hear it, you will not know it."

Throw it out, 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 high-ranking prince, and I can't force a good girl to become a prostitute or force her to die for a few taels of silver, 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. They force good girls into prostitution and force people to die. You have no cause and effect.

You just sit back and collect the money."

Fuquan thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's pretty much it, but I don't know any big gangsters. Guanyin Bao, Shikai, do you two know each other?"

Guanyin Bao said: "I am very familiar with Yuan Er and Yuan Linjing from Rouge Hutong. He specializes in forcing girls into prostitution. He is not a special 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?"

"This." Guanyin let it slip for a moment and didn't know how to explain it.

Wang Zhongxiao hurriedly spoke to 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 do good deeds and accumulate virtue?"

Fuquan thought about it and thought 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 can talk to this Yang San tomorrow and ask him to be the shopkeeper. He will be at the front desk.

Well, Your Majesty, you are responsible for collecting the money. And as far as I know, this Yang Qilong will not give money to the 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 give it to the poor people? Then who should you give it to?" Fuquan was stunned.

Wang Zhongxiao said: "Leave it 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 depends 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 all kinds of fun, beautiful, and delicious things, as well as silks, silks, jewelry, and jades.

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, 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 girl into prostitution, I am still willing to give him a chance to become a good person. If he can become a good person, he will definitely

It can reduce the number of prostitutes a lot. Isn’t this considered a virtue?"

"Yes, yes," Guanyin Bao nodded repeatedly, "My lord, you are the great benevolent person!"

Wang Zhongxiao also echoed: "It's so kind."

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