Kowloon wins

Chapter 1099 Stock Exchange ([-])

"The slave knocks on the master!"

Zaifeng was extremely nervous. When he saw Hong Qing sitting high on the dragon bed, his legs and feet trembled violently, and his voice when he saw the ceremony inevitably carried a strong sense of panic. When he came to see him, Zai Feng was already very nervous, but at least his father was there to support him, so he could feel more at ease, but he never thought about the Hall of Mental Cultivation, only to find out that the sage only saw him, as for his father, he was stopped Outside the hall, it's a pity that he is just an idle banner man, who has never experienced such a posture, Bu Yimiansheng, his heart has long been flustered, but fortunately, the etiquette is not wrong.

"Head up!"

Although Zaifeng's courtesy was considered respectful, Hong Qing didn't call out, but gave orders in a slightly cold voice.

"Ah, chirp!"

Upon hearing Hong Qing's order, Zaifeng couldn't help but shivered, but he didn't dare to disobey the holy will, so he could only raise his head with a pale face.

"Do you know why I called you here, huh?"

Zaifeng looks very ordinary, neither handsome nor ugly. He is generally good-looking. He is in his early thirties, but he has not put on weight. He maintains a good figure. It seems that he still pays attention to maintenance in daily life. But this is not the focus of Hong Qing's attention. Nothing else, Hong Qing has never judged people by their appearance. The reason why she raised her head was not only to see her appearance clearly, but also to put pressure on her. .

"Slaves, slaves don't know."

Hearing Hongqing's questioning tone so unfriendly, Zaifeng's already nervous mood suddenly became a little more panicked, and his body trembled uncontrollably, but he really didn't know what the purpose of Hongqing's call was, so how dare he Those who answer indiscriminately can only respond honestly.

"I don't know? Let me ask you, what's going on in Nanheng Street Kouzi Lane, huh?"

Hongqing didn't give Zaifeng time to be suspicious at all, she snapped at the dragon case, and already sternly shouted and asked.

"Ah..., the slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die..."

Hearing that Hongqing named the place name of Kouzi Lane, how could Zaifeng not know that the matter of the stock exchange had already been revealed, and he was shocked, so he dared not speak up to defend himself, so he could only kowtow vigorously It's time to cry.

"Damn it? Damn it! When I granted the shares of the 'Eight Banners Company' to the children of Eight Banners, I already explained that it is not transferable or inheritable, and the only profit is based on the head. What is it for? My Eight Banners disciples have no worries and can be loyal to the king, but you are so good, you dare to do such wanton things behind my back, and secretly encourage the Eight Banners disciples to sell the share certificates. For such evil deeds, I will steal your whole family, I am afraid you will die It’s not an exaggeration, you can plead guilty, huh?”

Rao Zaifeng begged for mercy, but Hongqing didn't let it go, but scolded him severely, so scared that he almost peed out.

"Master calm down, master calm down, slave deserves to die, slave was confused for a while, and will not dare again in the future, please forgive this slave, your majesty, slave realizes his mistake..."

Zaifeng was completely terrified, he didn't dare to quibble at all, and just kowtowed like begging for mercy.

"I said before that if you are promising, I will use it a lot, but you are good, you don't follow the right path, you go astray, you say, how should I deal with you, huh?"

After sternly yelling, Hong Qing seemed to lose her temper a lot, and her tone softened obviously, but Zai Feng still didn't let Zai Feng pass the test easily.

"Master, this matter is all done by the slave alone, and has nothing to do with the slave's Ama. The slave is willing to die to apologize. I implore the master to spare me, Ama. I beg you."

Zaifeng thought that he was going to die, but instead of begging for mercy, he gritted his teeth and confessed his crime. He just hoped that Hongqing would show his respect and let his father go.

"After all, who made you act like this?"

Hong Qing ignored Zai Feng's begging, but asked a question in a slightly cold voice.

"Master Mingjian, this matter is not instigated by others, it is all figured out by the slave himself. I will not hide it from the master. The slave is good at making friends and has a little reputation among the banner people. When I was last year, a few of them were lazy Qi Ding lost the bet and had no money to repay the gambling debt, so he came looking for slaves, saying that he wanted to sell the share certificates of the "Eight Banners Company" to the slaves. The slaves knew that this was illegal, so they refused to accept it, but those guys But he refused to leave, and insisted on asking the servant to help him with ideas. It is also a good face of the servant, but he did not have the affection of the past, so he thought that he could help if he could. For a while, he went to contact him. Some people came to make a deal, never thought about it, and it was done. After the news spread, more and more people came to find slaves. The slaves took advantage of the opportunity to set up a club, thinking about making After a few clicks, those merchants also came here, and the clubhouse became more and more troubled, it was all slaves' greed, slaves deserve death, slaves deserve death."

In front of Hongqing, Zaifeng didn't dare to hide anything at all, and explained how he tossed up the stock exchange in detail.

"How does Er keep a fair deal, huh?"

Hong Qing still did not comment on Zaifeng's self-confession, but only asked questions calmly.

"Returning to the master, the slave has never taken any action, but relies on the wide range of people. Generally speaking, if there is a dispute, the slave will come forward to be a party, that's all."

Hearing Hong Qing's question, Zaifeng couldn't help but look bitter, and he gave an answer.

"Oh? So, you're doing quite a lot of face?"

When Zaifeng said this, Hongqing was really angry and funny——I dare to say that this stock exchange is a pheasant club, there are no rules, and it is only supported by Zaifeng's face.

"The master was joking, the slaves dare not speak out of face, they are all relying on the majesty of the master, just pretending to be a tiger."

Seeing that Hong Qing didn't seem to have the intention of condescending himself, Zai Fengdang took a breath, and hurriedly flattered Hong Qing with a smiling face.

"Hmph, there are no rules, how can there be a square circle? It seems that you are so ignorant and fearless. If there is no accident, it will be a disaster. If there is an accident, it will bring disaster to the society. For this alone, I have a few heads that are not enough to chop off. !"

For Zaifeng's quick climbing up the pole, Hongqing didn't dislike him, but he didn't give him a good look, and scolded him again.

"Master calm down, master calm down, there are thousands of mistakes, all the faults of this slave, please forgive me, master."

Just now Zaifeng breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly he was scolded again, Dang even panicked again, he quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, begging for forgiveness.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, Er, that shit club stopped first, take it!"

She has already asked all the questions that should be asked, and has already understood all that should be understood, so Hong Qing didn't want to say any more, picked up a booklet that was on the table, and threw it in front of Zaifeng.

"Ah, master, this is..."

Zaifeng picked up the booklet and looked at it, seeing that it was written densely and densely, it was the "Provisional Regulations on Stock Trading" written by Hongqing himself, and he couldn't help being surprised.

"Let's grind it up a little bit. If you don't understand, come to me. I'll give you three months to think it over with Hai Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment. Come up with a detailed charter. If you can't do it, I'll do it." Cut off your head, get out!"

This brochure was compiled by Hong Qing in the middle of the night yesterday, and it is basically a copy of the stock market trading regulations of the Securities Regulatory Commission in her previous life. Of course, it is not very complete. There are also stocks, but they are just a small number of investors. They only know the various knowledge of stock trading, but they don't fully understand why. Even so, the essence is generally reflected in the booklet, and the framework is basically complete. The only difference is that some specific terms need to be adjusted according to the actual situation. Hongqing does not plan to do this kind of work personally, but assigns the task to Zaifeng.

"Yes, the slave obeys the order, and the slave resigns."

Although Hongqing's words were extremely harsh, Zaifeng could hear a different meaning, nothing else, this is reused, there is no freedom, Zaifeng is not ecstatic about it, it's good to nourish his spirit The kung fu is not bad, and at last he didn't show any disrespect in front of Hong Qing, so he just responded with trepidation, holding the booklet in both hands, and exited the hall excitedly, and went to the Ministry of punishment to find Hai Tao to prepare the relevant matters together. Matters are not mentioned.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Ma from the Military Aircraft Department has transferred a copy, please have a look."

Just as Zaifeng left, Li Dequan hurried in from outside and handed a booklet to Hong Qing.

"Humph!"

Hearing Li Dequan's strange words, Hong Qing frowned involuntarily, but she didn't say much, picked up the booklet casually, just glanced at it, her face drooped, nothing else, This brochure was written by Li Minquan, and it is astonishing that he wants to beg his bones to return home.

"According to my order, send a steamed goose to Mr. Li's house, and let him see and do it himself."

For Li Minquan and other unscrupulous people, Hong Qing has long been extremely impatient. The reason why she never took down this beast is because there are too many things to do, and if she stays honest In her own house, Hong Qing might be able to let her live a little longer, but now, since she is looking for death, Hong Qing will not be polite at all, and made her order in a cold voice.

"twitter!"

Although Li Dequan is an eunuch, he is not an idle person, and he is well-read in poetry and books, so he will not be unclear about the origin of the allusion of "The Gift of the Steamed Goose", and his heart will jump suddenly, just in front of Hong Kong. With a sunny face, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, he hastily responded, and then hurriedly left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, not mentioning since he went to the Imperial Dining Room to take care of various matters...

(End of this chapter)