At the end of the conversation, many officials of Daqi Bank had some confidence in Cui Wenqing's ability, of course, there were still doubters, but relatively speaking, it was irrelevant.

At the end of lunch, Fu Bi said goodbye and left.

For him, the honorary president of the bank, staying in the bank now will only hinder Cui Wenqing's normal affairs, so he didn't even have a word of advice, and directly handed over all the affairs of Daqi Bank to Cui Wenqing to deal with.

Throughout the afternoon, Cui Wenqing stayed at Daqi Bank and did not go out, listening to the officials report on the relevant situation.

He listened to Zhang Dan, director of the National Debt Department, give a briefing on the current situation of Daqi Bank's issuance of treasury bonds.

I also listened to Fan Lubing, director of the loan department, report on the current situation of Daqi Bank's issuance of loans.

Listening carefully, it is true that as they just said, they are indeed poor and white, and the situation is worrying.

In response to these circumstances, Cui Wenqing made the following decisions:

First, a new savings department was set up within the bank, with the head of the savings department under the supervision of Zhangtun, who was responsible for the implementation of the savings system.

Second, a new bank bill department was set up within the bank, and Fan Lubing inspected the director of the bank bill department, who was responsible for the issuance of bank bills.

The reason why these two positions are inspections is because the newly established two divisions have not yet been recognized by the imperial court, so there is no redundant Lang Zhong to serve as the chief official, so they can only be temporarily inspected by these two Lang Zhong.

Third, the reform department was established, which was inspected by Cui Wenqing, vice president of Daqi Bank, and the focus of the bank in the next step should be to take reform as the key.

At dusk, everyone said goodbye and went back, and Cui Wenqing was the only one left in the main hall of the bank.

At this moment, Cui Wenqing is not in a hurry to go home, after all, for him, he is the only one in the house anyway, and he doesn't have any worries, so it doesn't matter if he goes home or not.

Coming to his official room, Cui Wenqing paced back and forth for almost an hour, and finally straightened out his thinking, sat down and grinded, picked up the pen and wrote, and the nine big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance were quickly written on the rightmost end of the rice paper - "Suggestions for the Development of Daqi Bank".

After writing down the topic, Cui Wenqing did not hesitate at all, and continued to write hard, and the words were like flying.

However, the more he wrote, the slower he wrote, the longer he thought about it, and finally every time he wrote a paragraph, he had to think about it.

Unconsciously, at the time of the third watch when the sky was full of stars, the bangzi of the watch sounded in the workshop.

Unconsciously, at the time of the fifth watch when the moon was hidden and the stars were scarce, the rooster's long cry sounded in the workshop.

Finally, when a trace of fish-belly-colored light appeared in the eastern sky, Cui Wenqing finally put down the brush with a long sigh, looked at the rice paper with seven words written on it, and showed a relieved smile on his tired face.

Putting the "Daqi Bank Development Suggestions" into the copper box specially used to present important documents, Cui Wenqing got up and stood by the door and called, "Someone is coming." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black-clothed official on duty walked quickly, walked in front of Cui Wenqing and arched his fists: "My lord." ”

Cui Wenqing said: "Quickly send this document to the political affairs hall, and ask you to take a look at it." ”

"No." The black-clothed official took the copper box with both hands, and wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't help but ask: "Lord Cui, don't you give it to the adults of the household department first?" ”

This is not an extra move by the black-clothed officials, but because Daqi Bank is a subordinate of the Ministry of Households, and according to the rules of submitting official documents, they should first be sent to the Ministry of Household Books and the two attendants before they can be presented to the Political Affairs Hall.

Cui Wenqing said solemnly: "This document involves important secrets, and the less people know about it now, the better, so send it to the political affairs hall first, and the rich man will naturally know to report to him." ”

The black-clothed officer took the order and turned away.

Seeing his figure disappear into the dark and deep corridor, Cui Wenqing couldn't help but exhale a deep breath, then returned to the front of the case and blew out the oil lamp, and fell on the bed inside for night rest, and fell asleep not long after.

When Cui Wenqing was asleep, "Suggestions for the Development of Daqi Bank" was sent to the political hall by the hands of the black-clothed officials.

At two o'clock, Wang Anshi, the prime minister of Bingbi, returned from the court, and first saw this letter of "Daqi Bank Development Suggestions" on the desk of his office.

Without thinking too much, he opened the "Suggestions for the Development of Daqi Bank" and quickly browsed an article, and felt that the matter was very important, and he could not make a decision alone, so he immediately convened a group to discuss.

At three o'clock in the morning, the six prime ministers, Wang Anshi, the prime minister, Sima Guang, the Zhongshu order, Cai Daogui, the privy envoy, Yang Wenguang, the privy envoy, Xie Junhao, and the three envoys, Han Qi, gathered in the political hall to have a heated discussion on Cui Wenqing's "Suggestions on the Development of Daqi Bank".

Only Wang Anshi and Yang Wenguang have a positive attitude towards this suggestion.

There are as many as Sima Guang, Cai Daogui, Xie Junhao, and Han Qi who hold opposing views.

According to the rules of the government council, as long as the prime minister raises an objection to a matter, it can be reported to the official family for handling.

So at the end of noon, "Suggestions for the Development of Daqi Bank" was sent by Wang Anshi to Chen Hong's imperial desk.

The two discussed for a whole afternoon, and Chen Hong finally made up his mind, and ordered that a great court meeting be held five days later, and all Beijing officials above the seventh rank should attend, and at the same time, he also ordered all the prefectures and counties around the capital to come to the meeting.

After all, in the history of Daqi, it is rare to convene a court meeting because of a suggestion, not to mention that this feudal speech is still written by a six-grade official, which naturally makes all the courtiers look sideways.

Soon, the news spread like a storm to the surroundings, and in the evening, many people knew that many wine shops, tea shops, and Goolan Washe were talking about this great court meeting.

Of course, many of what the people heard and heard were hearsay, and only a few people understood the deep meaning behind this matter.

"Junhao, Chen Hong, he's finally going to do it." In the palace of King Qi, Chen Xuan, the king of Qi, turned a blind eye to the delicacies and wine on the desk, and he had no appetite, and his stomach was full of worries.

Xie Junhao's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Your Highness, do you mean that Chen Hong wants to do something to you?" ”

"Definitely!" Chen Xuan shook his head, his eyes were a little cold, "Chen Hong has been in power for ten years, it seems to be mediocre and inactive, but in fact, it leads to waiting for the opportunity, "Daqi Bank Development Suggestions" seems simple, but Chen Hong wants to use Cui Wenqing's hand to rectify the situation, and they are also paving the way for the next method, it seems that our official family wants to learn from King Chuzhuang, and if he doesn't make a sound, he has already made a splash!" ”

Xie Junhao suddenly understood what Chen Xuan meant, and after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel a burst of shock.