After Xue Wanche left with the silver notes, the man who had given the silver notes to Chen Qisheng appeared quietly in the quiet room.

"The head of the family, two million taels of silver are not a small amount. If you just send it out in one go, will the treasury and silver in the money house be affected?"

Chen Qisheng brewed a pot of tea for himself again and replied indifferently: "It's okay, two million taels cannot shake the foundation of the money house. As for the insufficient treasury, just transfer some from the semicolon."

"I don't understand very much, head of the family."

The man asked with confusion: "The Great Zhou is already sunny, why should you do this?"

"well……"

Chen Qisheng's hand that poured tea paused slightly, and after a while he sighed long and said with some regret: "Where will the skin be there, where will the hair be attached?"

"Chen Lian, have you ever thought about what kind of fate would happen to my Qisheng Money House if the Great Zhou was gone?"

"The Great Zhou is gone..."

Chen Lian was stunned when he heard this question. Although he had long felt that the demise of the Great Zhou was sooner or later, he had never thought about what would happen to Qisheng Money House after the demise of the Great Zhou.

After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "If the head of the family could surrender early, maybe Qisheng Money House could still be retained?"

“Ha~”

Chen Qisheng made a sound of laughter or sneer, looking at Quesh Tea in the teacup quietly excitement. After a while, he spoke: "It's right that you can think so, because many people think so."

"They think that even if the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to perish, as long as they surrender quickly and kneel in obedience, they can save their wealth and their business. Even some anxious people have begun to contact other forces now."

Listening to the ridicule in Chen Qisheng's words, Chen Lian asked hesitantly: "Master, isn't that the case?"

"The idea is correct, but it's a bit too naive."

Chen Qisheng poured Chen a cup of tea, signaled him to sit down, and then slowly analyzed to him: "If the person in the north is on the rise, the Great Zhou will certainly be able to save it, but the problem of the lack of money in the treasury cannot be solved."

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

"You mean, he will attack the businessman?"

Chen Lian was a little unbelievable, "It probably won't be possible. Even if he wants to do something, he will never surrender to him, right?"

"Maybe there will be some companies with good eyesight that can be preserved."

Chen Qisheng shook his head, "But more people will be difficult to escape. When he is short of money, no relationship is easy to use."

"Either give out all your wealth or the whole clan..."

Chen Qisheng didn't continue to say it, but what he said was already obvious, "After all, we businessmen are not aristocratic families, and have no strong foundations, just like rootless duckweed, no, or should be said to be fattening pigs."

"As long as the imperial power is in another position, how many big merchants can have a good ending."

Chen Lian was a little unwilling to give up and continued to ask, "What if the Three Kingdoms win?"

"That would be even worse."

Chen Qisheng frowned slightly. He was already quite elegant, but he was a little more melancholy at this time. If some uninformed uncles and girls were seen, they might immediately fall into trouble.

It’s just a pity that there was only Chen Lian in the quiet room except Chen Qisheng. Chen Lian naturally would not care about Chen Qisheng’s melancholy, but then asked: “Why is it even worse? After the Three Kingdoms swallowed the Great Zhou Dynasty, shouldn’t it be to appease the people, gather talents, and eliminate the influence of the Great Zhou Dynasty as soon as possible?”

"What are the people? What are the talents?"

Chen Qisheng asked back, and then without waiting for Chen Lian to answer, he said again: "Aristocratic families are the people, and scholars are the talents."

"Businessmen and civilians like us are just grass mustards to be harvested."

"It's just that the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty were deeply exploited by aristocratic families and had no oil or water to squeeze out. At that time, the unlucky ones would not be us rich and powerless businessmen."

Speaking of this, there is a kind of helplessness in Chen Qisheng's words, "Businessmen have been pigs since ancient times. In the prosperous era, we can be rich in one's own country, and even rich in the country."

"But once there is war, all this will turn into a bubble. We are always just meat on the chopping board, and this has never changed."

After hearing Chen Qisheng say this, Chen Lian nodded thoughtfully, but after a moment, he asked in confusion: "Head of the family, I probably understand what you said, but what does it have to do with you donating two million taels?"

"The current situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty is no longer something that can be saved by two million taels. Why do you have to do this for nothing?"

After hearing Chen Lian’s question, Chen Qisheng paused for a moment, then picked up the teacup and drank it all. It was obviously drinking tea, but it seemed as heroic as drinking.

"Because I am a native of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I was born and raised here. If I rely on money, I can save the Great Zhou Dynasty. Not to mention two million taels, I will be willing to hand over the entire Qisheng Money House."

"I, Chen Qisheng, do not want to be a slave to the destruction of the country, so I am willing to do my best to do my best. In this way, even if the Great Zhou is defeated, I will be worthy of it."

...

Xue Wanche didn't hear Chen Qisheng's words. He touched the silver bill in his arms and sighed. Although he thought that there would definitely be a merchant to pay, he really didn't expect that he could pay so much at once.

"There are such sincere people in the Great Zhou Dynasty who support it, and the strange thing in the prince's hands, all kinds of signs are enough to prove that the Great Zhou Dynasty has not yet been exhausted."

Thinking of this, Xue Wanche was a little excited, "As long as I can survive this wave, will my Great Zhou definitely come to great prosperity!"

With excitement, Xue Wanche visited several wealthy businessmen, but these wealthy businessmen poured a bucket of cold water on him.

Seven wealthy businessmen with an open property worth over one million had only given out more than 200 taels of silver in the face of fundraising.

Of course, these more than 200 taels were given to Dazhou, and those given to him in secret were more than 1,000 taels.

"It's really a matter of seeking death."

After coming out of a wealthy businessman again, Xue Wanche looked at the Tianjing Wei who was full of silver notes in his arms, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

He had tried his best to persuade him, but the wealthy businessmen still insisted on killing themselves to death. It was really hard to persuade him to be damned.

"I hope they'll be fine tomorrow."

Because I didn't waste much time, at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Tianjingwei had already visited all the merchants in the capital.

After the statistics were completed, Xue Wanche did not stop at all and went to find Mo Zizai directly.

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

Mo Zizai sneered with the data counted by Xue Wanche. This data was comparable to the subscriptions he had when he wrote novels in his previous life.

"It seems that it's not unfair to deal with them at all."
Chapter completed!