Western financiers cannot fail to see how huge the private wealth accumulated in the Qing Dynasty was. If one-tenth of the precious metals were mobilized and deposited in Lotte Bank, the bank would be upgraded to a bank immediately.
With sufficient gold and silver reserves, issuing banknotes is not a problem at all. Even if banknotes are not issued and only silver coins are minted, the money and interest will be guaranteed.
Xiao Letian doesn't yet have the strength to compete with the big European and American conglomerates. He knows that as his financial plate gets bigger and bigger, those greedy bankers will definitely reach out. If he refuses them, they will definitely start a war. snatch.
Rather than doing this, it is better to give them some sweetness first and integrate them. As long as the interests are shared, they will do everything possible to facilitate their own industrialization.
High-precision machine tools, the latest chemical companies, top-notch arms manufacturing lines, maybe modern shipyards can all be built. As long as businessmen see profit, who will care about the country.
Only when you have enough troops to fight the Western powers will you be able to truly protect the wealth of the nation and country.
At least one thing Xiao Letian can guarantee is that the Qing Dynasty's gold will never be allowed to leak out. This is Xiao Letian's bottom line that cannot be changed.
Standing on the steps, Xiao Letian watched the minister leave. He turned to Lord Long and said, "Make an appointment with Pastor Lewis for me tomorrow. I need their help from the new church now. I will give them benefits."
"Yes." Lord Long cupped his hands and said, "Prime Minister, I would like to take a few hours of leave..."
"Well, I'm asking for leave. Is there anything important?" Xiao Letian asked.
"I want to go to Dr. Buck's place to see my ancestor... He is dying. I don't know why he just wants to see me. He is from the martial arts lineage. I should go and see him."
"Okay, go ahead, build a good relationship with your ancestors, and reserve more unique skills for our nation. Don't be too petty... I promise you that the Chinese Jingwu Sect will be built, and within three years I will make you the number one in the Chinese martial arts world. people."
Master Long clasped his fists and left, but at this time, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance. It turned out that Er Mao had finished his secret meeting with Prince Gong and was now returning to his godfather.
It was a sleepless night. While Er Mao and Xiao Letian had a secret meeting, the ancestor of Dongjiao Min Lane was also on his deathbed.
British doctor Buck removed more than 90 pieces of fast iron and nails from his ancestors, but he did not remove them completely. Many tiny iron filings had penetrated into the intestines and could not be cleaned at all.
The Kirigakure kid's tree trunk cannon was so damaged that she hid the cannon in the room so that people outside could not defend themselves against it. Countless iron nail fragments were turned into a dark cloud by the impact of the gunpowder. , this density of shooting is simply not something that humans can resist.
The ancestor is indeed very powerful in martial arts, but he is not so incredible that he can avoid this kind of shotgun attack. The ancestor who has never been defeated in his life is completely defeated this time.
When Buck shook his head and sighed, indicating that he could not be cured, the disciples and grandsons of their ancestors knelt all over the yard, smashing the green bricks on the ground with their heads.
"Master Foreigner, please help me. We have all the money you want... We would rather become bandits than lose a tael of silver from you. Please help us."
In the excitement, some disciples rushed to grab Buck and tried to use force, and the scene quickly got out of control.
"What are you doing? Don't you want the master to go away peacefully? Doctors can cure diseases and also cure lives. Why are you so stupid?" Mr. Long opened the courtyard door and strode in.
"Xiang Shaolong, please stop making sarcastic remarks. Our master has brought your Prime Minister into trouble. I will beat you to death..." A group of people said and rushed up.
At this moment, a violent cough suddenly came from the side room, "Ahem, cough, cough... Unfilial sons, do you want me to die in peace? Let me see who dares to do it..."
The voice was full of anger, just like a normal person, but everyone present felt their hearts tighten. They knew that this might be the moment when the master returned to his glory.
Mr. Long walked into the side room and found that the ancestor's face was unhealthy and rosy. This was not the look he should have after surgery.
"You...what are you doing?" Mr. Long lifted the quilt from above, only to find that there were more than ten silver needles inserted into the ancestor's chest. He was using acupuncture to squeeze his physical strength. This was to reduce his body weight. Shou.
"Why bother, why is this necessary?" Xiang Shaolong took out all the silver needles like lightning. In an instant, the ruddy face on the ancestor's face disappeared, replaced by a deathly pale color.
"Hey, you still discovered it. I have been arrogant all my life and have never lowered my head in front of the green forest men... But I didn't expect that this day would happen to me, and it came so quickly. I was not prepared at all."
"Face, face, it's all about face. Making money is for face. Being the number one in the forest is also for face. Having disciples and disciples all over the world is still for face. What's the use of this empty face even now?"
Lord Long helped the ancestor up and let him lean on the bed. Although they were not from the same place, they still had a certain affinity for each other because they were from the same green forest lineage.
The ancestor invited Xiang Shaolong over not just to listen to his nagging. He grabbed Mr. Long’s arm and pressed him on the chair, gasping and saying, "Master Long, wake up soon, Master Long, wake up soon. Stop messing with Xiao Letian." , he is a demon who digs up our traditional roots, you are trying to kill our green forest men."
"My disciples are all ineffective. After I leave, no one can deal with you. The eagle beside the Ninth Commander is no longer too lazy to care about the affairs of the world. I know that after I die, there will not be many people in the Qing martial arts world who can control you." Damn you...you have become a martial arts tyrant in the Qing Dynasty."
"If you all fall to Xiao Letian, our great Chinese kung fu will really be unparalleled. Brother, wake up quickly."
The ancestor leaned on the bed with tears streaming down his face. He sighed and said, "Ever since the foreigners invaded our Qing Dynasty with foreign guns and cannons, I knew that the martial arts world was about to end. Who in flesh and blood can withstand the guns?" Well, no matter how powerful a master is, one bullet will kill him, let alone a sharp weapon like an artillery piece."
"I heard that Xiao Letian can now control heavenly fire. He dares to perform martial arts in the Palace of Supreme Harmony Square. What a sin. This is digging into the roots of our Chinese martial arts. This is to eliminate our retreat."
When the ancestor's disciples heard that their master was still thinking about the future of martial arts before he died, they all cried and knelt on the ground and broke a few more bricks.
"Master, don't worry. As long as the apprentices are alive, they will never let that devil Xiao Letian succeed. We will kill him."
Lord Long really didn't expect that his ancestor had this purpose when he saw him before he died. Did he mean to assassinate Xiao Letian?
The power of tradition is so powerful that it will not let go until death.
Thinking of this, Long Ye sighed and said, "There is a truth that I don't know if my ancestors want to hear."
"It's okay to speak out."
"Xiao Letian once talked to me about the future of Mr. Green Forest. In fact, he had already talked to me about the future of our Chinese martial arts world. You all misjudged him."
The ancestor suddenly came to his senses. "What did he say? It's okay for you to speak out."
"Prime Minister Xiao of Donghai once said that the biggest problem in China's martial arts world is that they treasure their own broomsticks. Everyone hides their family's inherited skills. How many good things have been lost over the past thousands of years, and no one is heartbroken. "
"You said that foreign guns were the main culprit that destroyed the martial arts world. The Prime Minister doesn't see it that way. In the Prime Minister's eyes, the civil wars in China throughout the ages were the catastrophe that destroyed the martial arts world."
"We don't need to talk about the change of dynasties. Let's just say that from the founding of the Qing Dynasty to the present, many green forest heroes have been killed, and many strange martial arts have been exterminated. The Qing soldiers were killed when they entered the pass, the San Francisco Rebellion, and the expedition to Ge. Erdan, how many people died when Jiulong seized the throne."
"It's not nice to say that before the war breaks out, we green forest men will die first. If the war breaks out, we green forest men will die. There is a long-haired rebellion in the south. How many martial arts families in Jiangnan have been wiped out. Is this all to blame on the muskets and foreign heads?" superior."
After hearing these words, the ancestor angrily hit the edge of the bed with his fist, "What can we do? What can warriors do? This world belongs to the royal family and their literati. We warriors are like knives that we throw away after use. No one looks down on us, but we have to We are alive, why can’t we even drink soup if they eat meat?”
"That's why we have to follow the imperial power closely. In the end, both sides will be killed. Mr. Long, you need to wake up."
Xiang Shaolong smiled bitterly and said, "Ancestor, don't be excited, please listen to me first... The path left by Prime Minister Xiao for us green forest men is completely different. The Chinese Jingwu Sect will be established in at most three years. The Prime Minister said , this is an open martial arts institution with no factional distinctions, it is a government-approved yamen belonging to our green forest gentlemen."
"Listen carefully, this is a yamen recognized by the imperial court, and the big men who work in it all have official status. As long as you don't hide it, and as long as you are willing to teach apprentices in Jingwu Sect, the Prime Minister will not hesitate to pay a high salary, and every day An individual’s official position can be passed down from generation to generation.”
"Ancestor, think about it. By that time, do we still have to worry about the disciples starving to death? We no longer have to live in Jianghu, and we no longer have to eat low-class food. The prime minister has provided money to support us. The only thing The condition is that we keep the things passed down by our ancestors and never lose them."
"Old Ancestor, the Prime Minister has made up his mind to protect these unique skills passed down to us. By then, foreign guns will no longer be weapons to kill us or exterminate us. Instead, the new army's foreign guns will come to protect us. Don't you think so? Okay."
"What, what you said is true." The ancestor sat up immediately regardless of the pain in his wound. "I don't believe it. None of these officials are telling the truth. They are all liars."
Lord Long helped his ancestor again and said softly, "You are already like this. What else can I lie to you? I can tell you the truth. I am the first master of the Jingwu Sect. The Prime Minister gave me the third-grade top Dai, this is a done deal."
The ancestor’s eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed Mr. Long’s wrist and whispered, “Do you dare to swear a poisonous oath?
