When Kuirong arrived at Zai Xun's mansion with a full cart of arms, Zai Xun's face became a flower and praised Kuirong for his work. When the Qing Dynasty was restored successfully, he was the first hero.

Kui Rong said modestly, "Master Beile, if you want to say that the arms are not easy, what are foreigners want? Money? Although the officials have been an official for many years and have a little savings, they have ruined their family for this batch of things."

I immediately understood what Kuirong meant, Zaixun moved into the back hall, and when he came out again, he put a one million taels of silver bill into Kuirong's hands: "Lord Kuirong serves the country with loyalty, and the world can be seen. I am not very convenient now. When the Qing Dynasty is restored in the future, I will definitely make up for your deficit."

Kuirong was polite and put the silver notes in his arms. He thought in his heart that the deal was cost-effective, and he had not paid a penny and made a million taels. But what Kuirong never expected was that this silver notes would bring him a life-threatening disaster in the future.

With weapons and people, Zaixun's confidence suddenly expanded to the top. He led everyone to kneel down in front of several portraits and said loudly: "The ancestors and the clans are above, and the unfilial descendants Aisin Gioro-Zaixun swore here that he would take the head of the traitor, restore the Qing Dynasty, and comfort the spirits of the ancestors and the clans in heaven!"

After coming out of Zaixun's mansion, the cunning Pechaa immediately ordered the housekeeper to say, "On April 17, everyone in the family was ordered not to step out of the house, and the gate was closed, and no matter what happened outside, they were allowed to go out."

The housekeeper said in confusion: 'Then I won't care about the matter of Zaixun Beile? When they succeed, I'm afraid it will be unfavorable to the master."

"Will they succeed?" Peichaa smiled coldly: "Zaixun didn't think about it. In less than two days, Kuirong could get such a large batch of arms? He had to have time to prepare for his magic tricks. Even if he had already prepared, the city of Beijing was so strict. What kind of SS patrolled the streets all day long. He said that the weapons of several large trucks of weapons were shipped? Hehe, I think Kuirong must have collusion with the thieves, so he could only deceive Zaixun, that little baby."

The housekeeper suddenly realized: "I understand, but Master, do you think you should talk to Mr. Beile so that he can be on guard against it?"

Pecha Alian shook his head: "Let them go to trouble. I see that the Qing Dynasty cannot come back. I followed Zaixun and the others one way to the dark, and there was only one way to die. Zaixun was on guard this time. Maybe he might get another monster next time. It would be better if he died, so I won't be worried all day long. Kuirong can get a relationship with the thief. Can't I? This world is more important than anything else to save my life."

The rebellion led by Zaixun started in an extremely funny way from the beginning, and then walked step by step along the path paved by Li Guoyong for them until his demise.

Li Guoyong, who had known about this rebellion, not only did not immediately stop the arrest, but was still secretly inciting people and guns. In addition to finding an excuse to eliminate the parasites in one fell swoop, his eyes were more focused on their property.

The story of "Heshen fell, Jiaqing was full" in the early years of Jiaqing was lingering in Li Guoyong's head. The noble officials of the Qing Dynasty had plundered hundreds of years of wealth and ointment, and they would not be less than Heshen, right? One-third of his property in Hezhongtang was worth 222 million taels of silver, jade jewelry, and Western wonders. A person's property was equivalent to the total income of the Qing government's treasury in the past 15 years.

Now that the country has decided that money is needed everywhere in the local and military situations, he, Dafa Li, is not a god, and he can make money in the blink of an eye. Using his brain from these nobles is the fastest way to make money, but he cannot rob it openly. Zaixun just gave him such a good opportunity, and he is really sorry for not making good use of it.

However, it took a lot of trouble to ask who to investigate. Prince De can only play a supporting role at most. If he really lets him do it, he is afraid that most of the people who have no property will fall into his pocket.

Zeng Daofu was originally a very suitable candidate, but Li Guoyong's mind was that 90% of the huge sums of money in the future would be used for military purposes. If he wanted to know, he would have to pester himself to ask for money every day. He could not afford to offend him, and it hurts so much. After thinking about it, Li Guoyong still thought of his father-in-law.

The Imperial Finance Minister Wang Qingyuan wanted to go. Doing work for his son-in-law would be equivalent to doing things for his own family, but the empire's chores are enough for him to be busy. This requires funding and taxes, so there is no time to spare. Finally, he recommended Nanjing Bank President Zhang Ningjie and Zhang Qiuhe to Li Guoyong.

Zhang Qiuhe was suddenly summoned by the head of state, and he was still uneasy. He returned from the United States and served the government for some years. He studied economy in the United States and was like a fish in the new government, but only being in charge of a bank always made him feel that he could not release all his energy.

"Qiuhe, here you are here, smoke." Li Guoyong walked out of it, threw a cigarette first without saying a word.

After the cigarette was invented under the instructions of Li Dashang, the entire government department, including senior military generals, all followed suit and became addicts like Li Guoyong. Anyway, the government provided them with free cigarettes every month.

Li Guoyong, who had originally been counting on making money from cigarettes, saw that so many people were addicted to smoking, and his miser's face was immediately exposed. He quickly stopped supplying free cigarettes. Want to smoke? Pay your own money. The people below all complained to the head of state.

Zhang Ningjie lit a cigarette and took a beautiful breath: "First of the People's Republic of China, what's the matter with you?"

Li Guoyong also lit a cigarette himself: "Qiuhe, put down the bank's affairs and hand them over to Mr. Zeng Daofu. You can bring a few capable people to Beijing."

Knowing that the head of state had something to say, Zhang Ningjie didn't have any contact, so he listened patiently.

"This time Beijing will have a big move, and we will make a fortune." Li Guoyong said with a smile: "As for how big it is, I can't say it. I guess there will be several hundred million in total to convert it into Chinese currency."

Zhang Ningjie was so scared that he was shocked and the smoke fell to the ground. He felt that he was out of control and picked up the cigarette from the ground, stared at him with wide eyes and asked suspiciously: "A few hundred million? I heard it right?"

Li Guoyong smiled: "Following your prospects, hundreds of millions of dollars scare you to this end. I thought it would be more or less. Remember, these are the property of the country, and you can't lose a penny. If something goes wrong or there is a phenomenon of corruption and fraud during liquidation, Qiuhe, I am ugly in the front, and I will never recognize my relatives at that time!"

Zhang Ningjie was energetic: "Don't worry, the head of state, I will personally supervise every penny. My wife sent it to the treasury fairly. If something happens, I will only ask!"
Chapter completed!