Chapter 447 This sentence is illogical
"Qin Mo, the money in the Imperial Treasury that belongs to your bank, do you think I can't even get it out?"
"Your Majesty, if you have the depositor's authorization, you can also take the money."
Facing Emperor Zhaowu, who was clearly about to lose his temper, Qin Mo began his tireless smiling service, though his smile looked more like a sneer or a mockery.
"This is utterly absurd, Qin Mo. His Majesty is the ruler of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the Imperial Treasury naturally belongs to His Majesty. His Majesty cannot take His Majesty's money. Are you running a black market? Today, in this very court, let all the officials distinguish right from wrong and expose the dirty secrets of your Dayuan Money Shop."
Hong Yan, the Minister of Rites, finally had to bite the bullet and come out to criticize Qin Mo. He had no choice but to come out, as not only Emperor Zhaowu was watching him, but his subordinates were also watching him.
The Ministry of Rites had always believed that Qin Mo was greedy, arrogant, of impure blood, and did not know how to behave. He had made a fortune but did not share any of it with others. The Ministry had secretly sabotaged Qin Mo in countless ways. Now that they were facing each other head-on, Hong Yanze and his ilk had nowhere to hide.
"Your Dayuan Money Shop's silver coins weigh less than eight qian, yet you demand one tael of official silver in exchange. It's one thing to fool the people, but now you're seizing depositors' silver. Such a black shop should be shut down!"
"laugh!"
Qin Mo finally chuckled and said arrogantly, "If you think the silver coins aren't enough, you don't have to exchange them. There are plenty of people waiting to exchange money; we don't need you. If you call me a black market, you can shut it down. But... if you're being unreasonable, don't blame me for being unreasonable too!"
"It's clearly stated in the 'Depositor Rules' of my Dayuan Money Shop that the money shop guarantees not to disclose depositors' secrets to anyone, and guarantees the safety of depositors' silver. To put it bluntly, it's 'recognizing the depositor, recognizing the person, not the father.' If a son deposits money, even his father can't get it out. Otherwise, if you ministers deposited silver in my money shop, only to have it withdrawn by your superiors... or if the censors of the Censorate found out the amount of silver deposited... who would still come here to deposit silver!"
"You... this is outrageous!"
Hong Yan saw a large group of people behind him nodding secretly, and immediately deflated. He knew without a doubt that these guys had deposited silver in the Grand Yuan's bank. It seemed he couldn't reason with Prince Heng today; he'd better let His Majesty roll up his sleeves and do it himself!
The civil officials of the imperial court have always been the most fond of reasoning, because they can't beat the military generals in a fight. Using all sorts of fallacies to refute the military generals is what they like to do most. Rolling up their sleeves and fighting head-on is what the military generals and the emperor like to do.
But nowadays, few people in the entire Great Xia dare to be unreasonable with Da Yuan. Even Emperor Zhaowu is unwilling to fight Qin Mo to the death. Otherwise, he could simply send troops to rob Da Yuan's bank. Why bother with court etiquette and intimidation in the court?
"Reasoning? Let's talk about reason today! I will act according to your rules, Prince Heng. Please wait a moment while I have your... depositors... come and hand over the goods to you."
Emperor Zhaowu's emotionless voice was like the cold wind on the snowy plains, chilling and making Qin Mo's heart clench.
"This should be your last resort, showing her absolutely no respect..." Qin Mo met Emperor Zhaowu's sharp gaze without fear, both of them harboring deep resentment.
Wang Yushi arrived quickly, but when she appeared in the main hall, everyone gasped in surprise.
She wasn't wearing a magnificent phoenix robe, but rather a full set of black armor that subtly gleamed with a chilling metallic sheen.
"Your Majesty, how can you behave so improperly in the imperial court?"
Emperor Zhaowu's voice suddenly became warm as a spring breeze, and his eyes were filled with tender affection. Qin Mo almost applauded his acting skills.
"Today is the anniversary of the death of my former comrade-in-arms. I just want to remember him!"
Wang Yushi bowed respectfully with her head lowered, then stood to one side, staring straight ahead without expression.
“This armor…it’s the vanguard armor of the Death Squad…” Several sharp-eyed officers recognized the origin of the black armor Wang Yushi was wearing.
"Prince Heng, according to the rules of your Dayuan Bank, can the handover be completed now?" Emperor Zhaowu's expression changed again, and a smile returned to his refined face.
"As long as the depositor is willing... they can transfer their account balance at the counter of the money exchange on Yinque Street at any time!" Qin Mo closed his eyes and answered helplessly. He knew that if Wang Yushi handed over all her money, her situation would be much more difficult than it is now.
"Hehe! I believe that the most clean handover takes place in the court. What do you all think, my dear ministers?"
"Your Majesty is absolutely right!"
"This is a perfectly just and honorable act, and it should be done in the open..."
Qin Mo angrily shouted, "If we're going to talk about rules, then we should follow the rules of the money exchange. I, the magistrate..."
"Just hand it over here!"
As Wang Yushi's clear voice fell to the ground, the entire room fell silent. Everyone watched as the spirited woman in armor resolutely walked up to Qin Mo.
"The passbook, check stubs, and seal are all here. Is there anything else you need?"
Wang Yushi took out a large stack of things, and Li Ji, the head of the inner treasury, quickly brought over a small table. His eyes lit up as he looked at the passbooks and checks displayed on it.
"Are you sure? Our money exchange is a trustworthy place. If you hand it over... it won't be yours anymore!"
Wang Yushi glanced up at Qin Mo, then lowered her head and said forlornly, "Many years ago, I had nothing but my sister. Now, even if I'm worse off... what can I do?"
Wang Yushi naturally understood Qin Mo's meaning: "Once it's handed over, it's no longer yours," but if it's not handed over, it will always belong to you, Wang Yushi.
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