"I'm going to see my master!"

Zaifeng was extremely nervous. When he saw Hongqing sitting high on the dragon bed, his legs and feet were trembling violently. The sound of greeting was inevitably full of fear. No one was there. Zaifeng was suddenly summoned by Xuan to come to see him. Zaifeng was very nervous, but at least his father was still holding on, so he could feel more at ease. However, he never thought that the Emperor Yangxin Palace only saw him alone. As for his father, he was stopped outside the hall. He was sorry that he was just a casual bannerman. He had never experienced such a situation. Bu Yiwei's heart was already panicked, but fortunately, the etiquette was not wrong.

"Raise your head!"

Although Zaifeng's etiquette was still respectful, Hongqing did not shout, but gave a command with a slightly cold voice.

"Ah, chuck!"

When Zaifeng heard Hongqing's orders, he couldn't help but tremble, but he did not dare to disobey the holy will, so he could only raise his head with a pale face.

"Do you know why I asked you to come, huh?"

Zaifeng is very ordinary, not handsome, nor ugly. He is generally a middle-aged man. He is in his early thirties, but he has not gained weight and has a good figure. He seems to pay attention to maintenance on weekdays, but this is not the focus of Hongqing's attention. Without any hesitation, Hongqing has never judged people by his appearance. The reason why he raised his head was not only to see the person's appearance clearly, but also to put pressure on him.

"Slave, I don't know."

Hearing Hongqing's tone of questioning so badly, Zaifeng's already nervous mood suddenly became even more frightened, and his body couldn't help but tremble. However, he really didn't know what Hongqing's purpose was, so he dared not answer randomly, so he could only respond honestly.

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

Hongqing didn't give Zaifeng time to suspicion at all. She slapped the Dragon Case suddenly and shouted sternly.

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

When he heard Hongqing point out the place name of Kouzixiang, Zaifeng still didn't know that the matter about the stock exchange had already been revealed. He was shocked and dared not argue, so he could only kowtow and mourn.

"Damn it? You really deserve it! When I awarded the shares of the Eight Banners' to the children of the Eight Banners, I already explained that they are all things that cannot be transferred or inherited, but only to make profits based on the head. What is the purpose of? That is to ask my Eight Banners' children to have no worries and be loyal to the king's affairs, but you are so good, you dare to do so so wantonly and secretly encourage the children of the Eight Banners to sell the shares. I will cheat your whole family for such evil deeds, and I am afraid that it will be too much. You can accept your sins, huh?"

Even though Zaifeng had already begged for mercy, Hongqing did not give up any of the words, but instead scolded him with a harsh voice and expression, which scared him to almost urinate.

"Stop the anger of the master, stop the anger of the master, I should die, I am confused for a moment, and I will not dare to do so again. I will ask Your Majesty to spare me, I will realize my mistake..."

Zaifeng was completely frightened and dared not make any arguments. He just kowtowed and told mercy like pounding garlic.

"I have said that if you have a future, I will make great use of it, but you are better. If you don't go the right way, you will go all the wrong way. You said, how should I deal with you, huh?"

After scolding him sternly, Hongqing seemed to be much less angry and her tone obviously eased. However, Zaifeng still didn't let Zaifeng pass easily.

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

Zaifeng thought he would die, but he did not beg for mercy for himself. Instead, he gritted his teeth and admitted his guilt, hoping that Hongqing would be able to give up his father and let him go.

"After saying that, who is the one who led you to act like this?"

Hongqing ignored Zaifeng's begging, but instead asked with a cold voice.

"Master, I have no other entrusted man. They are all slaughtered by the slaves. They are not hiding the master. They are very friendly and have a good reputation among the bannermen. Last year, a few lazy people lost their gambling gambling debts and came to find the slaves, saying that they wanted to sell the shares of the "Eight Banners Business" to the slaves. The slave knew that this was illegal and he would not accept it, but those guys refused to leave. They tried to force the slaves to help them. They were also good friends.

But I just thought that I could help you, so I could help you. I was obsessed with it and I actually contacted some people to do the transaction. I never thought that it was done. Later, this happened, and more and more people came to look for slaves. The slave took the opportunity to set up a club, thinking about getting some taps. After a while, the merchants also came, and the club became bigger and bigger. They were all greedy for slaves. They should die, and slaves should die."

In front of Hongqing, Zaifeng did not dare to hide it at all, and he explained in detail how he had tossed the stock exchange.

"How did you guarantee a fair deal, huh?"

Hongqing still did not comment on Zaifeng's self-intention, but just asked quietly.

"When I say to my master, the slave has not taken any measures. He just relies on his wide range of people. Generally speaking, if there is any dispute, it will be the slave who is the first-class person, that's all."

When he heard Hongqing ask this question, Zaifeng's face couldn't help but feel bitter and gave an answer.

"Oh? So, you have a pretty good face?"

After Zaifeng said this, Hongqing was really a bit angry and funny - it turned out that such a stock exchange was a pheasant club, without any rules, and it was just supported by Zaifeng's face.

"The master is joking, but how dare I say that I am very proud of my face. I rely on my master's majesty and just pretend to be a tiger."

Seeing that Hongqing seemed to have no intention of slandering him, Zaifeng immediately took a breath and quickly flattered Hongqing with a smile.

"Hmph, there is no rule, why do you have to be a square circumference? Such a way of doing this is really a fearless person. It would be fine if there is no accident. Once something happens, it will cause trouble to the country. This one alone, you can't cut a few heads!"

Hongqing was not disgusted with Zaifeng's quickness of climbing up the pole, but he did not give him a very good look and scolded him again.

"The master's son will stop being angry, and the master's son will stop being angry. All the mistakes are all the faults of the servants. Please give me kindness."

Zaifeng had just breathed a sigh of relief, but was suddenly scolded again. He was immediately panicked again and hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy like pounding garlic.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to Erlao. I stopped at the shit club first and took it!"

All the ones that should be asked have been asked, and all the ones that should be understood have been understood clearly. Hongqing didn't want to say more, picked up a note that was placed on a few pieces and threw it in front of Zaifeng.

"Ah, master, this is..."

Zaifeng picked up the note and saw that the words were densely written on it. It was the "Interim Provisions on Stock Trading" written by Hongqing himself, and was shocked.

"You are so happy to grind it. If you don't understand, come and find me. I will give you three months to consider it with Secretary Hai of the Ministry of Justice and come up with a detailed charter. If you can't do it, I will chop your head and get out!"

This note was released by Hongqing after being busy all night last night. It is basically a replica of the stock market trading regulations of the China Securities Regulatory Commission in his previous life. Of course, it is not too complete. After all, although Hongqing also traded stocks in his previous life, he was just a small investor. He only knew the various knowledge of stock trading, but did not fully know why. Even so, the essence was generally reflected in the note. The framework was basically complete, and the difference was that some specific terms and conditions had to be adjusted according to actual conditions. Hongqing did not intend to operate this task himself, but instead sent the task to Zaifeng.

"Yes, the slave obeys the order, and the slave takes his leave."

Although Hongqing's words were extremely harsh, Zaifeng heard a different meaning. It was used to be reused. Freedom was not allowed to be free, and Zaifeng was ecstatic. Fortunately, his qi cultivation skills were fine, and he finally did not show any rudeness in front of Hongqing. He just responded with fear and fear, holding the note in both hands, and then withdrew from the hall excitedly, and went to the Ministry of Justice to find Haitao to prepare for relevant matters.

"Your Majesty, Lord Ma of the Military Affairs Office has handed over a memorandum. Please check it out."

Zaifeng had just left, and Li Dequan hurried in from outside and handed a note to Hongqing.

"snort!"

When he heard Li Dequan's words strange, Hongqing frowned. However, he didn't say much. He picked up the note casually and took a look. His face immediately drooped. There was nothing left. The note was written by Li Minquan, and he wanted to beg for bones and return home again.

"Transfer my order to send a steamed goose to Lord Li's mansion, so that he can do it by himself."

Hongqing has long been extremely impatient for such a person as Li Minquan. The reason why she has never taken this guy down is because there are so many things that she can't make any move. If she stayed in her house honestly, Hongqing might be able to live for a longer time. Now, since she is looking for death, Hongqing will not be very polite, and she issued an order in a cold voice.

"twitter!"
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