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Chapter 85: The Three Days of Discipleship Should Be Impressive (1)

Feng Mi, deputy guard of Dongdu who was the welcome role on the spot, walked up and bowed and said, "Brother Ma is fine, is Feng really not expecting that Brother Ma will come and welcome you."

Feng Mi, whose courtesy name was Shuwen, was a native of Yangzhou. He was the son of Feng Lingyuan, the former Minister of Personnel of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the half-brother of Feng Yansi, the Privy Councilor. He started from the Secretariat of the Central Secretariat in the early years of Baoda and served as the military supervisor. He had served as the Minister of Works and was appointed as the deputy guard of the Dongdu a year ago.

According to historical records, Feng Mi was captured by the Later Zhou Dynasty in the 14th year of Baoda (956 AD), and stayed in Bianjing for the third year. In the fifth year of Xiande (958 AD), he returned to the Southern Tang Dynasty and served as the Minister of Revenue. He was appointed as the Minister of Revenue several times. He was later renamed the Changzhou Observation Envoy until his death. He wrote "Feng Yanlu Collection of Works". When the Southern Tang Dynasty fell, he was dispersed. In the early Song Dynasty, a volume of poems was preserved, and more than one hundred poems were not preserved.

"A villain is a commoner, how dare you help Lord Feng? I have worked hard to raise money these days and neglected to reply. I will not report it today. Please forgive me." Ma Yankuan treated Feng Mi and the surrounding officials one by one.

"Brother Ma please let me go and welcome other VIPs." Feng Mi was completely a poet of the Feng family. After giving another polite gift, he turned around and left with ease.

"Oh, isn't this the young master of the Ma Yunxiang family? Do you know what to do today? Did Ling Zun leave a large inheritance for you?" A slightly sharp voice came, and a big-bellied purple-robed official shook in front of Ma Yankuan, with a face full of disdain and annoyance. This person was Yin Zhangsui, the young man from Jiangdu, who had had any displeasure with Ma Renyu and was the first to jump out.

The Southern Tang Dynasty imitated the two capitals of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and established the East and West Capitals, and placed hundreds of Taisi in Yangzhou, the Shangshu Province and the six ministries, the Censorate, the Imperial College, etc., and the Eastern Capital remained representatives to preside over the daily work in Yangzhou. At the same time, Yangzhou also had a sequence of local officials such as the governor, Shaoyin, Biejia, Changshi, Sima, etc. The two were basically similar to the relationship between the provincial government and the municipal government of the modern provincial capital city. In addition, the Southern Tang Dynasty also used the scattered ranks of the Eastern Capital to resettle senior officials. In a word, there may not be many other people in the Eastern Capital city, but there are many officials.

However, after Li Hongyi came to Dongdu as the de facto prince, at the suggestion of Song Qiqiu, in order to keep a low profile on the one hand, and in order to facilitate control, two bureaucratic teams were often arranged to discuss and work together.

"Thank you, Lord Zhang for your concern. My father has indeed left us a little legacy, and I really don't dare to compare with Lord Zhang's wealth." Ma Yankuan replied without hesitation and humility. This is also the response strategy discussed by Ma Yankuan, Yan Chenxing, Kang Renjie and others. Instead of waiting for others to suspect and accusing Ma Envoy, it is better to tell it out first, and there will be no more people taking it seriously.

Zhang Sui, who thought Ma Yankuan would try his best to defend himself, was stunned and then sneered: "No, Ma Zhixiang is honest all his life, how is this possible?"

Ma Yankuan said lightly without commenting, "Of course it was not all left by his father. The elders who had been helped by his father also gave a little funding."

Zhang Sui snorted and was about to speak, but was stopped by Tang Hao, the remaining guard of Dongdu, who arrived: "Brother Zhang, all those who come today are fellow travelers in the future, so you must not lose your etiquette." After saying that, Tang Hao nodded slightly to Ma Yankuan and said loudly: "The time has come, please line up to welcome His Highness Yan."

The officials and businessmen present quickly stood up, looking at the heroic Li Hongyi and the fairy-like Song Qiqiu appearing in front of the lobby, and praised each other. Li Hongyi did not speak, pointed his head slightly, pointed his hand at Song Qiqiu, indicating that he would preside over the recruitment of shareholders.

Song Qiqiu's first sentence set the character for Dongdu Bank: "Dongdu Bank will be the official bank under the jurisdiction of the Dongdu Shangshu Province of the Tang Dynasty. It initially plans to raise 3 million yuan, and the official will account for 30% of the shares. The remaining shareholders shall not exceed 20%. The top five shareholders will become the head of the bank. Now, please report the number of plans to issue them."

There were not many fools present, especially some well-informed people, who had already learned that the so-called official investment was actually Li Hongyi, Song Qiqiu, Tang Hao and others, and with the 10% shares promised by the officials and gentry to Li Hongyi, Li Hongyi actually accounts for more than 20%, and is the largest shareholder in fact.

"Seventy-five thousand stakes."

"Fifteen thousand coins."

"Three hundred thousand coins."

"Three hundred thousand coins."

...

The shouts of yelling at the scene were one after another, and everyone knew that no matter how much money or how many ideas they had, they would only call out a 10% shareholding ratio.

"Forty-five thousand coins." A not-so-loud voice suddenly attracted everyone's eyes. It was Ma Yankuan standing alone in the corner.

Zhang Sui's face was pissed off. He worked hard to raise money these days and sold a small house. He only got 60,000 yuan in cash. He also forced several rich people to borrow 15,000 yuan in his 10,000 yuan in his capital, how could this famous poor person be? He immediately shouted strangely: "Does your Ma family have so much money? Take it out and take it out and take a look."

Ma Yankuan took an iron note from his arms and held it in front of him to show it to everyone.

Zhang Sui rushed over and found that this was a certificate issued by Sheng Yun, the largest flying money shop in the city. It was engraved with eight words "Five hundred thousand guan, get money when you see the ticket."

"Impossible. No matter how he does it, he can't have so much money. Is your relatives and friends in the Ma family still rich? There must be a problem with your money. King Yan, Duke Song, and Dongdu Bank cannot collect money clearly." Zhang Sui was so anxious that his face was distorted, and he turned his head and shouted to the main hall.

"What kind of roaring in front of the King of Yan?" Song Qiqiu scolded coldly, turned to Ma Yankuan, and asked in a warm voice, "Can Brother Ma tell me the source of this money?"

It was already very unexpected for Song Qiqiu to appear here. The invitation list was jointly drafted by Song Qiqiu and Tang Hao. In order to block the leisurely mouth of the people in the world, the two decided to select representatives from all walks of life in the East Capital to send invitations in a small way, especially avoiding possible political enemies and the non-contradictory mobsters. The amount of investment of each invitation partner was basically determined. Ma Yankuan is a typical representative of the descendants of famous old ministers in the previous dynasty. He was originally used as a cover. Who knew that Ma Yankuan was not only here, but also had a strong capital, which was really confusing.

Ma Yankuan bowed and said calmly: "Part of this money is the inheritance of my father and part of it is funded by my father's friends. It is impossible to tell others. As long as every person who contributes money in the bank writes the source of his own money and can withstand verification, the villain will naturally not hide it at all."

This counterattack that was neither soft nor hard made everyone stunned. Most of the people at the scene had official positions, and there were several people who could ensure that their source of money was clean. Even Li Hongyi, who was sitting on the high platform, had his own flower distribution every year, and where did he get hundreds of thousands of chunks of chunks?

Li Hongyi coughed lightly, and Song Qiqiu immediately laughed and said loudly: "The bank's money is taken from the people and will be used for the people. As long as everyone ensures that the source is legitimate, they can all be obtained. Don't discuss this matter again, and there are still people who don't have any investment."

"I'll pay 600,000 yuan." A thin black man sitting in the other corner said in a deep voice. It was Zhang Renfang, a well-known mogul in the Eastern Capital City, and the main leader of the bank's raising this time.

At this point, except for some weak investors who were removed, all shareholders have been arranged. Li Hongji, Zhang Renfang, Fang Yankuan, Song Qiqiu and Tang Hao became the top five shareholders and officially became the heads of the bank. However, anyone with discerning eyes also knows that the other three are high-ranking officials on the side and it is impossible for them to come to the front. Zhang Renfang and Fang Yankuan will naturally become the de facto heads of the bank.

Song Qiqiu frowned slightly, signaled that the scene would calm down, and said loudly: "Starting money is the most critical issue for Dongdu Bank. It has solved this biggest problem. Let's..."

At this time, Ma Yankuan stood up and interrupted Song Qiqiu's words: "Mr. Song, please forgive me. The villain has some discussions."
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