Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1221 Miracle

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent.

  He wanted to take off the glasses on his eyes.

   Wearing the same eyes as Fang Jifan always makes him feel childish.

  But...it seems...he felt a sense of security.

  Because people always want to hide their emotions.

   Especially people like Emperor Hongzhi.

  Even if he is strict with people and has his own likes and dislikes in his heart, he is unwilling to reveal his inner thoughts, so as not to increase the pressure on others. Perhaps, it is precisely because of this empathy that he controls his emotions extraordinarily.

   Now that he has sunglasses, he suddenly feels a different kind of feeling, as if his likes and dislikes are all hidden under the black color, giving him a sense of relaxation.

pretty good.

   "Okay, let the Qing family step back, and don't make any troubles. Everything must be done in moderation, you understand?"

  Fang Jifan said politely: "My son has always been measured."

  Watched Fang Jifan off.

  Xiao Jing took the opportunity and walked in in small steps.

   When he looked up, he was a little confused, where is the emperor, where is the emperor?

  Seeing that sitting behind the imperial chair were two huge black mirrors, covering half of the person's face, Xiao Jing's legs went numb, slapped, and knelt down.

  Emperor Hongzhi raised his hand, fiddled with his sunglasses, and straightened them up: "Xiao Banban, do you look good?"

   "Okay... okay..." Xiao Jing was speechless for a long time before making a helpless voice: "It's so beautiful."

  Really?

  Emperor Hongzhi asked the **** on duty again: "What do you think?"

  The **** was terrified and did not dare to look directly at Emperor Hongzhi, saying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... looks good, looks good, your Majesty looks good in anything you wear."

  Emperor Hongzhi lowered his face: "I am not asking you whether I look good, but whether these sunglasses look good or not."

   "Okay, it looks good." The **** said hurriedly.

  Emperor Hongzhi let out a sigh of relief.

   It seems that, really, this thing is very suitable for me.

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded in satisfaction.

  ...

  Dozens of carriages arrived at the Xishan Trading Center, lined up in a line of strong men.

   Immediately afterwards, a person slowly stepped down from one of the carriages.

  Dozens of teenagers in silk and satin, carrying flower baskets, began to sprinkle flower petals along the way.

  Deng Jian knocked on the gong, and there was a bang: "Master Wang is coming to the trading center..."

   With such a roar, the mountains and rivers changed color.

  A young man opened the car door, and Wang Bushi got out of the car, wearing gold and silver and sunglasses.

   Wearing sunglasses can comfort you.

  Wang Bushi thinks so.

  It is best that people in the world do not know themselves.

  But at this time, Deng Jian beat the gong again, bang bang, he pulled his throat and said: "Master Wang Bushi, you are here!"

  Sonic boom rubble.

  People heard the movement, and came out one after another.

  Looking at the shining golden Wang Bushi one by one, they exclaimed.

   "This is the legendary Wang Bushi?"

   "It's that Mr. Wang who is worth tens of millions of dollars."

   "So it was him!"

  It is different from Hanlin Academy.

  Here, people's eyes are shining, looking at Wang Bushi, their Adam's apple is rolling, and their bodies seem to be paralyzed.

They talked a lot: "It is said that he is a God of Wealth, look... look, look at his style, what is he wearing, and the big gold chain around his neck, I'm afraid it weighs a few catties, no Talking about the cost of work, the gold alone can be exchanged for thousands of taels of silver. And the emerald around his waist, ah..."

  People are clamoring for it.

   Wang Bushi has become a legend and a belief.

  Countless people appeared in the dense crowd. When Qin Shihuang was on tour, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu had the mentality when they watched Qin Shihuang's driving: a man, it should be like this.

  But some people can't help worrying.

  Master Wang Bushi, he is so high-profile, he is afraid that others will not know that he is rich, is this really okay? Is it too high-profile.

But…

  The psychology of these merchants is different from that of the gentry.

  The gentry passed on their poems and books to their families, and everyone in the four villages and eight miles didn't know it, and everyone didn't know it.

  Most of the merchants here were not in a good family before, but they were just a group of pigs on the wind, and they happened to fly.

  They did not have a good background, did not receive a top-notch education, they were lucky and earned a fortune, and they were both excited and at a loss for the sudden windfall.

  Because of this kind of mentality, seeing Wang Bushi's style, they felt a little longing in their hearts.

  They are the group that needs to be recognized the most. They only hate that they can't return to their hometown in good clothes, so that their former poor relatives can see that they have already made a fortune.

  But how to pretend to be aggressive, they are still too young.

   And now...

  People looked at Wang Bushi greedily.

  Deng Jian beat the gong and yelled all the way. In fact, Deng Jian has a lot of creativity.

  For example, he is in the Hexi area, and there are many refugees in the Shaanxi area. They love a form of art, the Yangko dance, and the Yangko dance is extremely festive.

Deng Jian's original plan was to invite a yangko team to sing a song to wish Master Wang Fulu Wushuang when Wang Bushi came in or got off the car, but later, under Wang Bushi's earnest plea, rejected.

  Later, Deng Jian wanted to invite someone to perform the lion dance, but Wang Bushi refused.

   Knocking on the gong is too vulgar.

  Even if there is a folk song, it is also very beautiful.

   It seems that Wang Bushi's greatest limit is to beat the gong.

  Deng Jian had no choice but to beat the gong himself, and smoke came out of his roaring voice, and there was a rush of people all of a sudden.

  Wang Bushi made a clanging sound every time he took a step.

  At this moment, he thought about committing suicide.

  But he still decided to bear the humiliation shamelessly and live on.

   "Hello, Scholar Wang."

   "Hello, Master Wang."

   All the merchants gathered around one after another, what is style, this is style, Mr. Wang is mighty, he really deserves to be the richest man, look at his style...

  People are both envious and respectful.

  Hiding behind the sunglasses, Wang Bushi remained expressionless.

  In fact, everyone couldn't see his expression at all.

  Everyone automatically gave way, and Wang Bushi entered the trading market.

   Today is a good day.

  Siyang Commercial Bank, packaged and listed.

  The Siyang Trading Company obtained the imperial court's maritime trade rights and allowed it to conduct trade overseas.

This time, it is necessary to raise 30 million taels of silver, and every tael of silver is priced at one share. Now, it is 20 million taels. It is said that the palace bought three million taels, that is to say, at the moment, There are seventeen million shares.

  The packaging and listing this time has attracted the attention of many merchants.

  No one knows what the number of this Siyang Trading Company is. But it got the privilege of sea trade, which is enough to make all the merchants tempted.

  Maritime trade has always been very profitable, such as Western spices, clocks and watches from Franz, blankets from Dashi, and porcelain and silk exported from Daming.

  His Majesty is extraordinarily gracious, and it can be seen that the Siyang Trading Company is very powerful.

  Although Daming didn't know his details, but... being listed on the stock market is enough to see his profound background.

   There are quite a few merchants here, although the stock of the railway has skyrocketed before. But for Siyang Commercial Bank, everyone's thoughts are still very complicated.

   On the one hand, they want to witness a new stock myth after the railway stocks. On the other hand, I am worried that maybe... this is a deliberate 'trick' after the skyrocketing of railway stocks. As a businessman, it is inevitable to be cautious, because if you are not careful, everything may come to naught.

  But now, seeing Wang Bushi coming, many people feel confident.

  The richest man Wang came in person, so... it was a nail in the coffin.

  People flocked to the new securities center of the trading market following Wang Bushi.

   Just wait, the new shares are listed, and then bid to buy them up.

  Too many merchants came this time, and people secretly looked at Wang Bushi. That Wang Bushi made people unable to see the details, but the more so, the more people felt... Wang Bushi was unpredictable.

  Deng Jian stood beside Wang Bushi, pouring tea for Wang Bushi with a smile.

  Wang Bushi sat, very uncomfortable, held back for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Deng Jian."

   "The villain is here, what is the master's order?"

   "Master Ben, I... can't breathe." Wang Bushi breathed desperately.

  Deng Jian said with a smile: "Master may be too happy and excited."

   "No, the chain around this neck..."

Deng Jian bent down with a smile, and whispered in Wang Bushi's ear: "Master, please don't worry, I have prepared it quietly. In a few days, someone will send an empty gold chain. Big, thicker than the rosary beads hanging around the great monk's neck, but in fact, it's only a catty or two. In this way, the master can rest assured."

  Wang Bushi listened, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

  Man, what a scumbag.

At the beginning, he was absolutely unwilling to wear the gold chain, but now he heard that Deng Jian wanted to replace the solid gold chain with an empty one, and he felt that it was inappropriate: "If so, why don't you wear it?" Isn't it a lie? I am not an official, so I wear a chain, and I need to wear a hollow one?"

Deng Jian said with a smile: "Master, think about it, your identity, not to mention hollow, even if it is a brass chain, who dares to question it is fake, master, you are the God of Wealth, one of the best in our Daming Rich businessman, if you stomp your feet, the ground will shake three times, and what you wear, even if it is worthless, is worth a hundred times on your body."

  This... sounds very pleasant.

  Wang Bushi nodded.

   These days, he has suffered a lot.

  Life has been turned upside down, and sometimes I feel that such a life of drunkenness and dreaming is very annoying, which is completely incompatible with my temperament.

   After getting used to it, countless merchants saw my excited and envious eyes just now, and it was actually... very cool.

  He leaned back on the chair, behind the sunglasses, he still couldn't see any expression.

   Right at this moment, the signboard of Siyang Trading Co., Ltd... finally hung up.

  17 million shares, open for sale.

  As soon as the sign was hung, Deng Jian yelled: "Two million shares! We, Mr. Wang, first, who dares to fight for it?"

   Merchants: "..."

   What a great deal.

   This is another two million taels of silver, gone.

  Master Wang, mighty!

  (end of this chapter)