Blackstone Code

His Majesty the Emperor was sitting high on the steps. He looked at the Prime Minister calmly and said a lot about the follow-up treatment of Yuanyuan Capital.

Faced with the demands of investors, he didn't think much about it. Instead, he threw the question directly to the Prime Minister, "What do you think?"

In this regard, other ministers will naturally not be too meddlesome. In addition, this is the prime minister's desire to obtain financial power, which has nothing to do with them, and they will not take the initiative to get involved.

For other ministers, they now hold power and there is no possibility of losing power in the short term, so there is no need for them to take the initiative to do stupid things.

After the Prime Minister was silent for a while, he said, "Your Majesty, it is not shameful to admit mistakes. We should admit the mistakes we made in our work, which allowed an unsuitable company like Yuanrong Capital to be listed on the market."

"During this process, some people relied on certain means to make a disgraceful amount of money. I think they should be allowed to take out this money, compensate others, and impose corresponding punitive fines."

“We need to let these opportunists, and even those who have some relationship with Yuanrong Capital, understand the truth that some money cannot be taken away!”

His Majesty the Emperor thought thoughtfully after hearing this. The person who made the most money in this incident should be Lin Qi, right?

It seems to be a good idea to take away the money he earned and then fine him a sum of money. Whether it is for public or private purposes, it is a great choice. This makes His Majesty the Emperor very excited.

However, he did not agree immediately. Instead, he pondered for a while and thought about the details of the matter.

The Prime Minister has sorted out the charges and given the reasons. He will confiscate the illegal income and then impose additional fines. This will not cause fear among some businessmen and foreign businessmen.

The emperor nodded, "Implement it as soon as possible..."

He wants power, so he should do things that offend others. How can there be such a good thing as giving nothing and pocketing all the benefits?

Everything that happened in the ruler's hall quickly spread, and the already very lively Privy Council became even more lively. Many nobles who had not been to the Privy Council for a long time appeared here, and they were as friendly as if they came every day. Chatted with everyone familiarly.

In the past, the only thing I could do when I came to the Privy Council besides passing the time was to sulk.

There are so many nobles, but only a handful of people hold power, and the remaining nobles only have a piece of skin left. How can people not be angry?

But this time is different. A new Chancellor of Finance may be born from the Privy Council. Regardless of whether they have the opportunity or not, everyone is trying to win as many supporters as possible. If they are lucky, good things will happen to them. ?

Moreover, the Privy Council also has the rules of the Privy Council. Those old nobles will definitely choose someone in the Privy Council, most likely to select a representative one from the hereditary nobles.

Even if you become one of the lucky ones from the tribe, being able to establish a good relationship with the future finance minister in advance is still a good investment.

Who knows when this kind of investment in favors can be used, even if it is a small official, it will be good, at least he will have power.

Even if the Prime Minister eventually serves as the Minister of Finance, they can still demonstrate their existence and value in the process. This is the motivation of the nobles.

Looking at the extremely lively hall, the smiles on the faces of several old nobles were somewhat helpless.

At this time, there was suddenly some discussion at the door.

These comments were a little different from other comments, the pitch was a little higher, and there seemed to be something... strange, not entirely kind, hidden in the tone.

People looked towards the door, and Lynch and his group walked in. The nobles at the door gradually spread the news to the depths of the hall.

"Lynch and those people are here...", people were saying this, with a hint of schadenfreude in their tone, and a fleeting greed in their eyes.

In just over a month, some of this group of people made millions, and some made tens of millions. Even those nobles with profound backgrounds were somewhat moved.

Unfortunately, it was this group of small nobles who benefited in the end. They could not even protect their own interests. This was also the tragedy of the small nobles.

The kind of jealousy after seeing others making money is mixed with some ridicule. What is hidden under the elegant and humble appearance of the nobles is not as beautiful as their appearance.

The news coming out of the Ruler's Hall was not only that the Privy Council was discussing the nomination of the Chancellor of the Exchequer, but also that the Prime Minister planned to use Lynch and his gang, as well as some other speculators, to deal with the marchers.

No matter how much money they make this time, they will have to pay out a certain amount of money as compensation and a punitive fine.

Putting aside the issue of whether Lynch has money or not, in short, he is not from Gefra. When the time comes, he will just pat his ass and leave, and the remaining fines will not even be implemented voluntarily——

In this way, His Majesty the Emperor and some people who don't like Lynch can always keep Lynch high and make everyone in the empire feel disgusted with him.

But the remaining ones who can't leave may become the first batch of bankrupt nobles. They will definitely not be able to pay the huge fines. They can only really sell off all their property to pay compensation. They may soon have to Living on the streets.

The nobles in the Privy Council were looking forward to the idea of ​​seeing a living bankrupt noble in their lifetime. This kind of thing was not common.

While people are vaguely rejecting this small group, it also makes this small group more united.

The little earl stood behind Lynch. He clenched his fists and then helplessly unclenched them. He couldn't do anything.

The most direct "bitter fruit" brought about by his father's sudden and unexpected death was not only the fragmentation of the family, but also the rupture of all external connections.

These personal connections were not inherited by the young earl because there was no successor to pass them on.

He didn't like coming to the Privy Council very much. He felt strange here. Just like now, the nobles not only didn't make him feel safe, but made him feel uneasy.

Lynch just right blocked the somewhat malicious gazes of some nobles. He strode towards the inside, showing no fear of the malicious eyes of some people.

"What's wrong?" He looked at the nobles around him with a smile, "Did you see me so surprised that I was speechless?"

Everyone was lively just now, but since Lin Qi walked in, everyone close to him has shut their mouths.

This is a very strange phenomenon. It is obvious that these people do not owe Lin Qi anything and have no problems with him, but at this moment, seeing Lin Qi, a person who is about to be unlucky, they want to keep a low profile.

Even if he says something that seems provocative, people will not take him seriously.

"You have something to say to me?" He looked at the nobles around him. They still kept their mouths shut. Lin Qi smiled and said, "Since you have nothing to say, let's get out of the way..."

As he spoke, he walked forward and took one step forward, giving the nobles closest to him the illusion of a landslide and earth shattering, as if the whole world began to shake with this step.

The expressions of these nobles changed one after another, becoming gloomy, and they all stepped aside to make way for Lynch.

Lynch walked towards the middle of the hall with his head held high, and the little nobles following him seemed to have regained their morale because of this brief confrontation.

After they arrived at the place where they stayed most often, the waiter quickly brought drinks and pastries.

"Mr. Lynch..." A nobleman in his thirties was the first to lose his breath. He whispered, "I heard that we may be in trouble!"

There was a trace of uncontrollable panic in his eyes. After all, their opponent this time was the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister of the Empire, even if he was just a mascot in the past, this position and his family are not just decorations, and they can easily make these "little minions" pay a heavy price.

Not to mention that this matter was decided jointly by the ministers and His Majesty the Emperor in the ruler's palace. In addition to the Prime Minister, their opponents also included the Emperor and the ministers.

Thinking of the terrible struggle they would face next, a layer of sweat formed on the face of the middle-aged noble who spoke.

As he confessed, he wiped away the beads of sweat that seemed to last forever. In the end, his handkerchief was soaked with sweat.

Lin Qi looked at him, then at the others, and shook his head easily, "So what?"

He used his own attitude to appease these people, including what he said, "In my eyes, not even the Prime Minister can make people bow down!"

After he finished speaking, he laughed easily and picked up the teacup on the table, "Besides, we haven't lost yet!"

"But..." The noble wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the little earl.

He glared at the noble, "Nothing but, Mr. Lynch said we didn't lose, so we didn't lose!"

His admiration for Lynch was almost engraved into his bones, and he had a blind worship complex. Even if Lynch said that the emperor and the prime minister would duel tomorrow, and then both die suddenly, he would believe that this would be true.

People are willing to believe in miracles not because the miracles are too miraculous, but because they appear so ordinary that it is difficult for people to question them.

Who would have thought that in such a short period of time, they could complete the accumulation that may take one or two generations or even two or three generations?

Lynch raised his hand to signal the young earl to shut up, "When facing a foreign enemy, what we have to do is not to question my decision, but to unite together. Only in this way can we defeat the enemy."

"Every one of us is important to us as a whole, and no one can lose."

"As for the issues you are worried about, you don't actually need to worry. As I said, no one will do anything to us."

He spoke very confidently, and his confidence also infected others, and their uneasy mood gradually calmed down.

Gradually, I no longer care about the comments of people around me.