The king behind the empress

Chapter 142 I am from Dazhou

After Xue Wanche left with the banknote, the person who had given the banknote to Shen Qisheng before quietly appeared in the quiet room.

"Patriarch, 200 million taels of silver is not a small amount. If you send it all out in one go, the bank's treasury will be affected, right?"

Shen Qisheng made himself a pot of tea again, and replied indifferently: "It's okay, 200 million taels can't shake the foundation of the bank. As for the lack of treasury money, just adjust some from the semicolon."

"Patriarch, I don't quite understand."

The man asked with a puzzled face: "It's already sunset in Dazhou, so why do you do this?"

"Ugh……"

Shen Qisheng's hand pouring tea paused for a moment, and he sighed a long time later, and said with some regret: "If there is no skin, there will be no hair."

"Shen Lian, have you ever thought about what will happen to Qisheng Bank if Da Zhou disappears?"

"Da Zhou is gone..."

Hearing this question, Shen Lian was stunned for a moment. Although he had long felt that the demise of the Great Zhou would be a matter of time, he hadn't seriously thought about what would happen to Qisheng Bank after the demise of the Great Zhou.

After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked: "If the Patriarch can surrender early, maybe Qisheng Bank can still be kept?"

"Huh~"

Shen Qisheng let out a voice that he didn't know whether it was a mockery or a sneer, and he was quietly fascinated by the sparrow tea in the teacup. After a while, he said: "It's not wrong for you to think so, because many people , they all thought so."

"They feel that even if Da Zhou is about to perish, as long as they surrender quickly enough and their kneeling posture is submissive enough, they can keep their wealth and business. Forces are in contact."

Hearing the sarcasm in Shen Qisheng's words, Shen Lian asked hesitantly: "Patriarch, isn't it like this?"

"The idea is correct, but a little too naive."

Shen Qisheng poured a cup of tea for Shen Lian, motioned him to sit down, and then slowly analyzed with him: "If the person in the north is in the position, Da Zhou can certainly be kept, but the problem of the lack of money in the treasury cannot be solved either."

"In order to raise money, that person will definitely find a way, but the one from the richest Jiangnan family will definitely not dare to move, so who do you think he will raise the butcher knife to?"

"You mean, he will do something to a merchant?"

Shen Lian couldn't believe it, "This shouldn't be possible, even if he wants to do something, he won't touch the people who surrendered to him, right?"

"Perhaps there will be a few with good eyesight that can be preserved."

Shen Qisheng shook his head, "But more of them will be unavoidable. When he is short of money, no affection will work."

"Either give away all your wealth, or the whole family..."

Shen Qisheng didn't continue, but the meaning of the words was already obvious, "After all, we businessmen are not a family, and we don't have a strong foundation, just like duckweed without roots, no, or should be said to be fattened pigs."

"As long as the imperial power is lost, how many big businessmen can die well."

Shen Lian was a little unwilling, and continued to ask: "Then, what if the Three Kingdoms win?"

"That would be even worse."

Shen Qisheng frowned slightly, he was already quite refined, but now he was a bit melancholy, if some unprofessional uncles and young girls were to see him, he might fall into the trap immediately.

It's just a pity that Shen Lian was the only one in the quiet room besides Shen Qisheng at this time. Naturally, Shen Lian would not care about Shen Qisheng's depression, but continued to ask: "Why is it even worse? After the Three Kingdoms swallowed the Great Zhou, shouldn't Is it to appease the people, recruit talents, and eliminate the influence of Da Zhou as soon as possible?"

"What are people? What are talents?"

Shen Qisheng asked back, and before Shen Lian could answer, he said again: "The family is the people, and the scholars are the talents."

"Businessmen and civilians like me are just grass waiting to be harvested."

"It's just that the people of Dazhou have been deeply exploited by the aristocratic family, and there is no more money to squeeze out. It will not be us rich and powerful businessmen who will be unlucky."

Speaking of this, Shen Qisheng's words contained a kind of helplessness that could not be concealed, "Businessmen have been pigs from ancient times to the present. In a prosperous age, we can be wealthy, or even wealthy."

"But once there is war, all this will come to naught. We are always just meat on the chopping board. This has never changed."

Hearing what Shen Qisheng said, Shen Lian nodded thoughtfully, but after a while, he asked in a puzzled way: "Patriarch, I probably understand what you said, but what does it have to do with your donation of 200 million taels?" what?"

"Dazhou's current situation cannot be saved by two million taels, so why do you need to do anything extra?"

Hearing Shen Lian's question, Shen Qisheng paused for a moment, then picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp. He was obviously drinking tea, but he seemed as bold as drinking.

"Because I, Shen Qisheng, am from Dazhou. I was born and raised here. If Dazhou can be saved by money, let alone 200 million taels, I will not hesitate to hand over the entire Qisheng Bank."

"I, Shen Qisheng, do not want to be a subjugated slave, so I am willing to do my best, so that even if the Great Zhou is defeated, I will not be ashamed."

……

Xue Wanche didn't hear Shen Qisheng's words. He touched the banknote in his arms and felt a little bit embarrassed. Although he thought that there would definitely be merchants who would pay for it, he really didn't expect to pay so much at once.

"Da Zhou still has the support of such a sincere person, coupled with the strange object in the hands of the prince, all the signs are enough to prove that Da Zhou's strength is not exhausted."

Thinking of this, Xue Wanche felt a little excited, "As long as I can survive this wave, my Da Zhou will definitely be able to make a comeback!"

With an uplifting mood, Xue Wanche visited several wealthy businessmen, but these wealthy businessmen directly poured a bucket of cold water on him.

The seven wealthy businessmen, who were apparently worth more than one million yuan, only contributed a total of more than 200 taels of silver in the face of fundraising.

Of course, the more than 200 taels were given to Da Zhou, and more than 1000 taels were given to him secretly.

"It's really looking for death."

After coming out of another rich merchant's house, Xue Wanche shook his head helplessly when he saw that Tianjing Wei's arms were full of bank notes for himself.

He has tried his best to persuade them, but those rich businessmen still insist on killing him because he has no money.

"I hope they are all right tomorrow."

Because there wasn't much time wasted, the Tianjing Guard had already visited all the merchants in the capital at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

After the statistics were finished, Xue Wanche went directly to find Mo Zizai without stopping.

"There are more than 190 merchants, but only 20 people are willing to pay?"

Mo Zizai sneered at the data collected by Xue Wanche. This data was almost comparable to the number of subscriptions he received when he was writing novels in his previous life.

"It seems that cleaning them up is really not wronging them at all."

"Chen Ying, take this list back and invite me one by one tomorrow. Just say that the king wants to invite them to dinner. If you dare to say no, kill them immediately."

　Sorry, it's a little late, but I will try to send it out as early as possible tomorrow.

　　By the way, the current rent is outrageous! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)