Wang Cheng was in Xiangshan County and appreciated the style of Lingnan.

I have a little insight into the atmosphere here.

He even went to Macau in person, and he also had a little understanding of this Franc machine.

This group of business-oriented people seems to be completely different from Da Ming.

Of course, Wang Cheng knows more about this bank and the so-called East India Company.

It can be said that all the operating rules of Westerners, whether it is a company, a bank, or the so-called stock exchange as they are rumored, are actually born around overseas expansion.

Because it needs to continue to expand, it needs a lot of silver, so there are securities houses, there are banks, and they continue to absorb the wealth of society, because they have obtained huge profits, and they need to share the spoils, so they have companies.

This whole set of gameplay opened Wang Cheng's eyes.

And the so-called business of the Francophone people, Wang Cheng scoffed, no matter how beautifully packaged it was, what shares, what finance, what credit, its essence, isn't it just robbery?

Everything revolved around the ships of the East India Company, which were full of cargo and carried countless gunpowder and cannons, which were not used for self-defense.

However, Wang Cheng's task now is to continue saving.

The five million taels of silver he had brought with him began to be stored one after another, some seventy or eighty thousand taels of silver, some twenty or thirty thousand, and as many as three and a half million.

And this bank, apparently has gone crazy, I heard...... Soon after, a certain director of the Far East branch in Malacca came here in person, and even a certain Dutch governor of Xiaoliuqiu was there, as if discussing something.

For the bank, or for the Netherlands, it's a feast.

A steady stream of gold and silver savings entered the bank's vaults and were then shipped out.

Wang Cheng was actually still a little worried, he was worried about whether these Dutch people would eat their silver.

After all, His Majesty can account for half of the five million taels of silver, think about it, if Your Majesty learns that he has two and a half million taels of silver and beats a dog with meat buns at once, I am afraid that he will have to turn over a dozen somersaults in anger.

However, this is Zhang Jingyi's meaning, and Wang Cheng can only do it.

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Datong.

Here, countless scribes gathered together the gold and silver from all over the world.

This was once the lair of the eight profiteers, and because of this, except for the Tian family's silver hidden in the capital, most of the silver was hidden here.

Another family actually dug a hole in the bottom of the lake and hid the silver there.

There were even those who made gold and silver into gold and silver bricks, and used them to make the foundations of their houses.

As for all kinds of burrowings, and even in barns, and even innumerable amounts of gold and silver, hidden in wine jars.

Those who don't know think it's an aged drink.

The fame and tricks here can be said to be an eye-opener for Deng Jian.

It took more than a month to barely ...... A rough count of the numbers is given.

Of course, there is really no way to calculate it too carefully, because there is so much gold and silver that everyone thinks that it is like broken copper and iron.

With such a huge amount of wealth, people are already overwhelmed with fear.

Even the scribe who came to the newspaper with the account was shaking.

The accounts were sent to Deng Jian.

Deng Jian was immediately startled, his eyes were about to fall, and he said: "It's over, I will definitely go down in history, I Deng Jian thought that if I could remember the history books, I would definitely rely on the sealing wolf Juxu, who would have thought that it was because of this ......"

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and then closed the account, not daring to look at it again.

He took a deep breath before he said to the scribe in front of him, "Have you packed all the gold and silver?" ”

The scribe said, "It's all loaded." ”

Deng Jian then said: "We must hurry up and transport it to the capital." ”

"This ......," the scribe looked a little suspicious.

Deng Jian said impatiently: "What? ”

The scribe was very embarrassed and said: "There are not enough carriages and horses...... I'm afraid of manpower, but it's not enough ........."

Deng Jian said unceremoniously: "Isn't it okay to do such a trivial matter?" If it is not enough, I will requisition the chariots and horses, and tell the people of Datong that the chariots and horses here, we, Jinyiwei, have all requisitioned, so that they can rest assured that this is not gratuitous, and I will dare to make a decision for Your Majesty, and reward them with ten taels of silver each......"

The scribe was surprised: "In this way, you want to send it to Beijing at one time?" ”

"Once, of course." Deng Jian said categorically: "At that time, you will have to escort it in person, so much gold and silver, if you don't escort it in person, there are not many people, who can rest assured?" The army has fought back and forth, do you want to come again? Your Majesty has trusted us to confiscate and escort the gold and silver, so we must be careful and careful. If something goes wrong, how can you afford it? ”

The scribe nodded, and asked carefully: "Then, do you want to give the capital ...... first?"

"I don't have to." Deng Jian waved his hand cautiously and said: "This matter is still more confidential, damn in the capital, it's like a sieve, no secrets can be hidden, if someone knows our whereabouts, but also knows how much gold and silver we carry, this way, I am only afraid of sleeping, not afraid of thieves stealing, just afraid of thieves, I don't have to report to the capital for the time being, after we requisitioned the carriage and horses, immediately packed the box, and then set off, straight to the capital." ”

"Yes."

Deng Jian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the newspaper and take another breath of cold air.

"Fuck it...... These brutes! Deng Jian couldn't help but scold.

The object of his scolding is naturally the group of damned profiteers.

After another two days, Deng Jian carefully summoned the teaching team and the Jinyi guards who were raiding the house in the local area, and escorted the heads of mules and horses, as well as a car, winding towards the capital.

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The Emperor of the Apocalypse rode a horse and went to the Jingshi Lecture Hall breathlessly.

This was the idea of Cui Chengxiu, the secretary of the Ministry of War, who said that he was going to inspect it and see the results.

Emperor Tianqi felt that this martial arts hall was not bad, so he praised Hong Chengchou.

I have to say that Hong Chengchou still has some ability.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse went to Jiangwutang, so he naturally went to Xinxian by the way.

When he arrived in Xinxian and saw Zhang Jingyi, the Emperor of the Apocalypse laughed and said, "Zhang Qing has been very busy recently. ”

Zhang Jingyi said modestly: "Your Majesty, the minister is deeply favored by the country, how can he not repay it with his heart and brains......"

The Emperor of the Apocalypse changed the topic and said, "Speaking of repayment, I thought of Deng Jian again, why, Deng Jian hasn't heard back yet?" ”

Zhang Jingyi looked embarrassed, and only said, "Yes." ”

"Hey......" The Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed: "I originally turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch." This guy, since he left Beijing, has been like a wild horse, and he no longer takes me and you seriously. With his order, he didn't even send a letter, these three brothers in your family, he is the one I despise the most. ”

Zhang Jingyi said depressedly: "Your Majesty, can you give the minister a face, Deng Jian is the second brother of the minister, if you want to scold, Your Majesty don't scold in front of the minister." ”

"Yes." As he spoke, the Emperor of the Apocalypse sat down, and after someone poured tea, he took a sip, and then said: "Yes, last time, you took out 2.5 million taels of silver from me, didn't you say that you would get some kind of bank, and now it will be effective?" ”

"This ......" Zhang Jingyi smiled bitterly: "I haven't heard a response for the time being, I want to come ......"

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was suddenly a little disappointed, and before Zhang Jing could finish speaking, he interrupted: "Do you know where I went?" ”

Zhang Jing didn't think about it and said, "I went to the martial arts hall." ”

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being five thousand years old!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse laughed again.

The smile on Zhang Jingyi's face gradually disappeared, and he immediately said, "Your Majesty...... Who is spreading rumors, who is slandering ministers? Your Majesty...... The person who said this has ill intentions, and according to the minister, this person must be ......"

The Emperor of the Apocalypse pressed his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, five thousand years old is five thousand years old, so what?" What you say from the outside, it's an outside thing, you are so shocked, it seems that I have no room for people. ”

Zhang Jingyi frowned and said: "It's just five thousand years old, the minister doesn't dare to take responsibility, Your Majesty gives the minister the prince, of course the minister shows the face of the prince, what is the matter with this five thousand years old." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse said indifferently: "It doesn't matter how old he is, anyway, I and you are not Wang Ba, it is rare to live for a hundred years, who expects to have a thousand years old, long live?" ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse comforted him: "What the people outside say, let them say it, what's the hindrance?" Behind closed doors, you and I, our ministers, speak our words and do our business. If you care about what others say everywhere, is that okay? Okay, let's get down to business, I went to the martial arts hall, for Hong Chengchou...... What do you think? ”

Zhang Jing thought for a while before saying, "Among the jinshi, they can also be regarded as talents. ”

"What does that mean?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse frowned, looking very puzzled.

"Meaning: still a piece of waste." Zhang Jing together.

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Haha, others call you five thousand years old, but you curse people behind your back." ”

As he spoke, the Emperor of the Apocalypse reluctantly kept a straight face and became serious: "It's a good thing that the ministers want a new policy, and I allow them to do this, not because I really have faith in them, but because I ...... If these officials in the court do not appoint them, who can they appoint? ”

He said, embarrassed.

Zhang Jingyi has to agree with this point, in this era of illiteracy in addition to reading the Four Books and Five Classics, this group of Jinshi and Juren is already the only person that the emperor can use.

As for the military school, the wings are not yet completed, after all, it is still far away.

Therefore, the Emperor of the Apocalypse asked them to do this, which was also a helpless move.

As long as they are really willing to implement the new policy, the Emperor of the Apocalypse is still willing to maintain a tolerant attitude.

Of course...... It's also about giving them a chance.

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