Zuo Zongtang stood by the Jinshui Bridge and looked back at Fu Qing, "Congratulations, Mr. Fu Qing, all plans have been successfully accomplished. Choose the lesser of two evils. This is really a brilliant plan!"
"I'm old, and I can no longer understand some of the new things in the court. It should be you young people who take more responsibility!"
"I know what your Majesty is thinking. Your Majesty still needs my old face to support the situation. I support your Majesty in the court, and your Majesty's pressure will be much less!"
"Long live the friendship that is like heaven's grace. I understand it very well, but I have been physically and mentally exhausted from fighting for most of my life. For me, being able to go out and do some errands is actually better for my health than staying in the capital!"
"I'll take a tour of the Central Plains, its mountains, rivers, scenery, and historical sites. I'll have fun with it! This supervisor just wears a hat, so I don't need to work too hard!"
"Hahaha... Speaking of being scolded, the overseer doesn't have to work and still has some luck. Isn't his life wonderful? Third Master, just let me be lazy and have some leisure time!"
Zuo Zongtang hugged Fu Qing and turned around to leave the palace. On the way, Zuo Zongtang sighed in his heart, "Do you think I am a fool? The court has become such a mess. Everyone is trying their best to run their own business." Power, I still want to wade into the muddy water?"
"As long as I stay in the capital for one day, I will run the risk of being forced to take sides. I don't want to play with you. Leave quickly, leave quickly!"
Fu Qing looked at Zuo Zongtang's back in shock for a long time. Of course he knew that Marshal Zuo's words were perfunctory, and he could vaguely guess what Zuo Zongtang was worried about, but everything was just his guess. Can't reach it on the counter.
"Third Master, you are so elegant! Are you looking at that bastard in Jinshui River who is so arrogant that he wants to fish it out, kill it and stew it in a pot? You are really majestic today!"
The third master turned around and saw Weng Tonghe coming over with Feng Fu and several other censors. Feng Fu had just mocked coldly.
Fu Qing frowned, "Master Feng! Be careful with your words and deeds. Although there are many bastards in the Jinshui River, they are all the emperor's bastards... Even if they are slaughtered one by one and bled, it will still have to be done by the Lord Long Live!"
"The prestige belongs to His Majesty. We who are ministers should just settle down and be bastards!"
"You..." Feng Fu gritted his back molars angrily, but there was nothing he could do.
Weng Tonghe waved them away and walked to Fu Qing's side. "Master Qing... I don't understand. What are you trying to do today?"
"You have also studied Western learning. You should be able to see the harm this series of reforms have done to the imperial court, right? Why are you still adding fuel to the fire?"
Fu Qing smiled coldly, "Hurt? Why didn't I see it? The Beijing-Tianjin Railway is not profitable? The Jingshi Steel Plant is not producing? Can't His Majesty's New Army be able to fight?"
"Has the reform harmed the imperial court? Haha... I'm afraid it will only harm the descendants of the big landowners and those scholars who are obsessed with studying, right?"
Weng Tonghe was so stuffed that he almost lost his breath. He took several deep breaths before calming down. "Third Master...how did you become like this? It's not your style to act with such enthusiasm!"
"You said it would be harmful to us landlords and scholars, and I admit it! I'm not telling lies, but...but this kind of reform will probably be more harmful to the banner people, right?"
"People's hearts are devastated! How many of the banner people are talking about hard-core crops now? They are talking about factories, stocks, and railways. The Eight Banners are the foundation of the country, and hard-core crops maintain the unity of the Eight Banners!"
"You don't even want this unity?"
"Hahaha..." Fu Qing laughed loudly, "Hardcore crops? Hardcore crops! Hardcore crops...You, a Hanchen, are talking to me about hardcore crops?"
"To tell you the truth, the hard-core crops are just a fictitious thing! Where were there any hard-core crops before the Eight Banners entered the customs? At that time, there were only wars to share the spoils, and the hard-core crops at that time were just stolen!"
"After entering the customs, the imperial court was established, and only then could there be taxation, and only then could money be distributed steadily, and only then could we have what we now call hardcore crops! These money and grains were all created by the common people who farm the world!"
"Let's keep pace with the times! The world has changed now, and the money for farming is not as much as one ten thousandth of that for industry and business. So you are saying that these hard-core crops should not be divided in a different way?"
"I know what Mr. Weng wants to say. Isn't it just that he is afraid that the Eight Banners disciples are making money from these things, and this money is not necessarily from the imperial court. Is there the possibility of alienation?"
"Don't think so much. The Eight Banners have been one since ancient times. Relatives are connected to relatives, friends are connected to friends. Broken bones are connected to tendons. In the end, they are all one heart with the emperor!"
"You worry too much, you really worry too much!"
Weng Tonghe suddenly became anxious, "Why are you worrying too much? In the past, when money and food were distributed, the court collected food taxes from the people, and then distributed them to the bannermen through the court. The Eight Banners' gratitude is also a gratitude to the emperor!"
"Nowadays, with this industry and the capital market, it is true that people can make money, but this money is not distributed by the emperor himself! Do they have other ideas to thank others? You have to be careful!"
Fu Qing put away his smile and frowned and said, "I don't agree with this, Mr. Weng! Who established this Capital Exchange? Long live the Lord!"
"Who gave permission for all the issued stocks? Long live the Lord! What's salty when it comes to salt? What's sour about vinegar? Everything has its roots. I believe it's impossible for the bannermen to fail to see this!"
"Stubborn! Third Master, why have you become so stubborn? You can ask Marshal Zuo. Since ancient times, military training commanders who want to control the hearts of the people have to personally pay their salaries!"
"Only if you deliver it with your own hands, the soldiers will recognize you as a commander, and you will sacrifice your life in the war! Third Master, you are also from the army, don't you understand this?"
“It’s not enough to go around a few detours. Even if you go around one more detour, there will be a difference…”
"Okay, okay... My Lord Weng, it's useless for you to tell me so much. Can I stop what His Majesty has decided? Let's talk about it some other time, okay?" Fu Qing really doesn't want to talk anymore.
But Weng Tonghe was also in a mood. He pulled Fu Qing's sleeve and said, "I won't talk about the exchange. You have to explain it to me, Qing Yuanyang!"
"Banner people are naturally intolerant of water battles. How many banner people can stand the hardship of going out into this vast ocean? Do you still want to outsource all these tasks to the Chinese? Or even foreign devils?"
"This sea is not suitable for the Manchus and Eight Banners. Why do you insist on engaging in this ocean trade?"
Fu Qing was so angry that he couldn't speak. "What's my intention? I want to make more money for the court. What's my intention? What's the purpose of making money?"
"What's wrong with me using Chinese sailors? What's wrong with using foreign captains? Isn't it enough to make us money? Isn't it enough to get most of the profits from Europe?"
"No! Third Master, you are confused. In the end, you are still making wedding clothes for others! On the surface, the court makes some money, but on the inside, it is controlled by outsiders. This is not okay!"
"Then what do you think we should do? Stop eating because of choking? Stop eating for fear of choking to death?" The third master's voice became obviously louder.
"Yes! You have to stop eating because of choking! Even if the court cannot make money in this ocean, the careerists cannot make it! I am against it!"
The two started arguing by the Jinshui Bridge, and the soldiers from Xihua Gate stretched their necks and looked over!
But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the other side of the Jinshui Bridge, and people started to quarrel.
