In the early spring of Chang'an City, it is still cold and warm.

As soon as it was dawn, Yan Liang got up.

Last night, Ma Zhou, the director of the General Police Department, personally found him and asked him to take the elite forces of the Chang'an County Police Department to rush to the Datang Trading Center early this morning.

The same task received was Xu Wenqiang, director of Wannian County Police Department.

"Mr. Xie, why are you here too?"

When Yan Liang rushed to the door of the Tang Dynasty trading center, he found that his immediate superior, Xie Tianwu, the county magistrate of Chang'an County, was already there.

"You all read the Chang'an Evening News last night? On the way here, I stopped a transport carriage from the Datang Daily. I was about to reach the latest newspaper today, so you can take a look."

Xie Tianwu did not directly answer Yan Liang's question, but handed him a copy of the newly released "Da Tang Daily".

Obviously, as the county magistrate of Chang'an County, Xie Tianwu's perspective on the problem is much sharper than Yan Liang.

For Yan Liang, Ma Zhou arranged for him to come to the Tang Dynasty Trading Center to maintain order, so he came.

Yan Liang didn't even ask why.

However, for Xie Tianwu, he knew that something big would definitely happen to the Tang Dynasty Trading Center today based on some rumors yesterday and the news from the Chang'an Evening News.

This is the gap in awareness.

"The imperial court wants to control stock market transactions? The Datang Stock Exchange will be listed in three days. Severely crack down on false stock issuance and deceiving ordinary people."

Yan Liang quickly glanced at the newspaper in his hand and found that everything he said had something to do with the Tang Dynasty Trading Center in front of him.

No wonder Ma Zhou wanted to bring people here today to maintain order.

Although Yan Liang has a poor sense of smell in the officialdom, he does not mean that he is stupid.

If these reports in the "Datang Daily" are true, then the impact on stocks will inevitably be huge.

Judging from the past situation, the Datang Daily has not published any false news.

So...

"Yan Liang, police officers from the police station, there shouldn't be many people buying stocks, right?"

At this time, Xie Tianwu was a little worried that those who maintained order would be in trouble first, so that would be trouble.

Even the aunt who swept the floor in Chang'an City started buying stocks. Someone in the Chang'an County Police Department bought them, which was normal.

Nowadays, there is no saying that stock trading is not allowed at work.

"This... shouldn't be much."

When Yan Liang said this, he was obviously a little guilty.

You know, in order to support the Chu Prince's Mansion, he spent several months of his salary to buy stocks of several shareholders of Pacific Company.

Stocks are so popular this time, and no one believes that other police officers are indifferent.

"No matter whether there is or not, no matter whether there is or not, everyone should believe that Your Highness of Chu must have a way to solve this problem. However, if anyone loses the chain today, then his problem will be impossible."

When Xie Tianwu said this, his expression suddenly became abnormally serious.

Yan Liang knew he was serious.

"Mr. Xie, don't worry, Chang'an County Police Department will never lose its links!"

"I'll feel relieved if you say this." Xie Tianwu nodded, "You don't have to worry about me, hurry up and communicate with the police. Today, there must be many people coming to the Datang Trading Center, and the offices of various companies will be extremely popular. Some people may even do something out of the ordinary when they are excited, and you must consider it in advance."

With years of experience as an official, Xie Tianwu has guessed how the stocks of various companies will go today.

Especially for those companies that obviously follow the trend and make money, stock declines are almost inevitable.

...

"Brother Changsun, where did you pull me to early in the morning?"

Zheng Hai and Changsun Chong were riding in a luxury four-wheeled carriage together and had just left Mingde Gate.

At this time, the big bell on the city gate had just ringed at 8 o'clock in the morning.

Although this is not too early for ordinary people.

However, for the nobles, many people are still in the gentle land.

Zheng Hai stayed in Tianxiang Pavilion all night yesterday and was woken up by someone sent by Changsun Chong this morning.

"Hehe, take you to see a good show!"

Changsun Chong's face was full of joy.

Yesterday, Changsun Wuji returned home earlier than usual, and then told Changsun Chong about what happened in Xuanzheng Hall. The father and son also urgently arranged for someone to modify the front page headlines of the Chang'an Evening News.

I don’t know whether it’s luck or misfortune, but the Changsun family is very interested in the stock trading of the Datang Trading Center and has almost no involvement.

So they can watch the show calmly.

"Good show?" Zheng Hai showed a puzzled expression on his face. "I have been performing the content of "Dream of Red Mansions" during this period. I haven't heard of any good show. Could it be that Miss Zixia has a new work?"

The Opera House is now completely dominated by Zixia. This former courtesan is now standing at the top of the Tang Dynasty entertainment industry.

However, everyone knows that Zixia has a close relationship with the Chu Prince's Mansion, and there are even rumors that she has an affair with Li Kuan, so no one dares to have an idea for her.

This has made Zixia's life much quieter.

"What is a good show in "Dream of Red Mansions"? It's just about some love and love. What I want to take you to watch today is the real good show, a good show that is really happening and ups and downs."

Changsun Chong obviously does not believe that the stock market can be implemented smoothly based on the measures stipulated by Li Kuan.

In order to embarrass Li Kuan, he even sent people to spread news yesterday that the stock will plummet tomorrow and asked everyone to take action quickly.

This made a news that only wealthy businessmen knew about it became a well-known thing in the city that night.

"Um?"

At this time, even Zheng Hai, who was not completely awake in the hangover, reacted.

Changsun Chong obviously wanted to take himself to see a different show today.

"The most popular thing in Chang'an City during this period is stocks, which was created by Li Kuan. Now that this thing is going to be in trouble, Li Kuan thought that this problem could be solved with a few simple measures. Today we will go to the Tang Dynasty Trading Center together to see if Li Kuan is so powerful."

Changsun stopped keeping his word and began to explain to Zheng Hai.

Soon, the expression on Zheng Hai's face became richer.

"Stocks are going to fall sharply...?"

"yes?"

Changsun Chong looked at Zheng Hai strangely.

According to him, Zheng Hai did not buy stocks.

"No... nothing!"

Zheng Hai thought of the fact that he had just bought a thousand guan of stocks for Miss Ru Meng who came to Tianxiang Pavilion yesterday, so he stayed overnight last night.

If this is a blink of an eye, this stock worth 1,000 yuan will become a pile of waste paper. Can I stay in Tianxiang Pavilion again in the future?

I'm afraid that Ru Meng will be cruel to herself?

She doesn't think she is teasing her, right?

Zheng Hai felt a headache!

...

Aunt Liu is a hardworking person.

Whether it was windy or rainy or bright sunshine, she appeared in the area she was responsible for in the West City to clean.

However, today Butcher Zhang has never seen Aunt Liu's shadow.

"Could it be that the rumors yesterday were true? Aunt Liu didn't even do work today and went to sell stocks just now?"

Butcher Zhang looked anxiously at the chopping board that had not been sold.

He also wanted to go to the Datang Trading Center to see it. If someone wanted it, he would sell all the stocks in his hands.

Anyway, I have made a lot of money.

However, thinking that I only waited for a long time and I sold out the pork before going there, it shouldn’t matter, right?

Butcher Zhang secretly comforted himself in his heart.

In this way, he was absent-minded and survived the most difficult half of the seventeen years of Zhenguan.

Then he called a rickshaw in a luxurious manner and headed straight to the Tang Dynasty Trading Center.

Before the rickshaw arrived at the gate of the trading center, I could no longer walk.

"Customer, the front is completely blocked. Are you getting off here or keep moving forward? If you walk over by yourself, I can give you a penny discount."

The guy who pulled the cart felt relieved when he saw the crowded scene that stretched for nearly a mile.

If the customer insisted on sending him to the door of the Datang Trading Center, he would probably not be able to bring down other lives today.

This is a bit expensive.
To be continued...