The people of the Chamber of Commerce met with a disastrous defeat today, and the conflict with the military was still expected. However, they did not expect that in the end, the crown prince ended up personally, taking away all the responsibilities, and taking the blame on Luo Huo.
Not only that, King Sangtai, who had not shown up for eight hundred years and did not participate in politics, actually ended up!
King Shangtai is a smart man. Since he donated land to the Chinese, he has been out of the political circle. He does not show up at all unless there are major festivals. His appearance is only symbolic.
King Shang Tai's current hobby in life is to travel all over the world and collect countless precious cultural relics. His own museum is now second only to the Führer's Museum in size!
Such a person is very low-key. In the Great Council, almost no one considered the option of King Shangtai attending the meeting, but today King Shangtai came forward and directly supported the prince!
"Dear members, please keep one thing in mind...China is a multi-ethnic country, and not all of its huge territory is dominated by Han people!"
"Today's international society uses the population of a certain ethnic group in the territory as the standard. This is the cornerstone of all nationalism!"
"The Manchu Qing is no longer a thing, but he is also the suzerain recognized by all ethnic groups in more than 10 million square kilometers! The three huge territories of the Western Regions, Tibet, and Mongolia have the lowest proportion of Han people!"
"The head of state will never allow these territories to leave the control of the Chinese. If you want to get all these territories, you must rely on Zuo Zhengshuo, the king of the Qing Dynasty!"
"Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes. This is what the head of state has always advocated. If we follow the traditional strategy and everything is solved by military means, then how many years will we Chinese have to fight and how many people will die?"
"How many powers will intervene? Is the Ming Dynasty strong? From Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Di, didn't they completely solve the problem of Meng Yuan in the end?"
"Didn't the Western Regions be lost in the middle of the Ming Dynasty? During the Jiajing period, the Ming Dynasty closed the Jiayuguan Pass forever and cut off all transportation. Could it be that everything in the past life was forgotten?"
King Shangtai's face was as deep as water: "Governing a country must of course pay attention to output and input. Now the Chinese people are in a stage of forging ahead and moving forward high-spiritedly. Is there anything that is not difficult to climb? Who in all walks of life is not suffering? The more we do at this time, the harder we will be. It’s about uniting with the Führer!”
"The Führer's strategy cannot be changed! Whoever wants to change it, please step on my corpse!"
After King Shangtai finished speaking, he ignored these pale councillors, turned around and walked to Wang Jue's seat, found his permanent seat, and moved up one seat.
Among the six nobles and eighteen nobles of the Chinese clan, the head of state and the prince have permanent seats in the parliament. They have their own names on them, and it is a special seat for each person.
If you don't come on weekdays, you can leave it empty but others cannot sit. Once such people sit in, the atmosphere of the big council will definitely be different.
Although Prince Fu Yin'er's status is more valuable than King Shangtai, he is not yet an adult after all, so he is not eligible for a permanent seat!
Fu Yin'er suppressed the chaotic parliament with his hand and continued, "King Shangtai has just made it very clear. I know that King Shangtai has some words that he did not say clearly from the perspective of national sentiment!"
"Then I won't be polite! Let me tell you the truth, in the eyes of the European powers, including the eyes of the peoples around Asia, and the eyes of people in other regions..."
"The legal territory of our Han people is actually the Northern Song Dynasty... If we, the Chinese people, change our national origin and become a pure Han nation!"
"It is a pity that other ethnic groups will also demand their own living space, and the international community will support this demand!"
"The Han people want to survive, and other ethnic groups also need to survive. In the end, if we calculate the historical score, if we can leave a territory of the Northern Song Dynasty to the Han people, it will be a blessing!"
"Don't be obsessed with the territorial map of the Ming Dynasty. The territorial map is just a military control map of the heyday, not a population density map, nor a survival map!"
"If you can take over other people's territory by drawing maps, then you don't need an army and you can just support painters!"
"I know that some people will raise a flag, and some people will definitely raise the flag of ultra-nationalism and demand that we capture the territory of other ethnic groups. In their thinking, massacring cities all the way like Genghis Khan is the simplest and most effective way!"
"How is this possible? How is this possible? No matter how strong the Chinese people are, they have no ability to go to war with the whole world! Members of the Congress are all complaining about the economic difficulties now. If the Chinese people go to full-scale war against foreigners, millions of troops will go north to Mongolia. , Expedition to the Western Regions, Expedition to Tibet..."
"How many people will die? How much money will it cost? The key is, who can guarantee victory? Why should we take the most difficult path when we can obviously win without fighting?"
"Please uncles and uncles, please think deeply! This is my father. He couldn't sleep all night long. He has been thinking about big problems for many years. Before there is a better strategic choice, please continue to follow the strategy of the head of state and never change the order day by day. ah!"
Fu Yin'er's heart-wrenching words made the representatives of the capital forces blush slightly. Some of them wanted to say something to themselves, but they didn't expect that someone from the Great Council would come again.
The front door suddenly opened, and a sliding rod was carried directly in from the outside!
Two young strong men carried a very simple bamboo sliding pole and creaked in. This sliding pole is too common and too cheap in the southern mountainous areas.
Two thick moso bamboo poles hold a woven bamboo recliner, which can only be sold for two or three silver dollars in the market!
But no one dares to look down upon such a simple sliding pole, because sitting on it is the greatest god of wealth in the Chinese race, Fan Lian, the father-in-law of the head of state!
"Cough cough cough...I'm sorry...cough cough cough...I'm old...my legs and feet are disabled, I can't walk anymore, my knees hurt..."
"I can only have people carry me in... Please be patient, my friends, don't be surprised!"
"Greetings to the old shopkeeper..." All the congressmen present bowed and saluted, and the military collectively stood at attention and saluted!
Fan Lian was too senior and controlled too much wealth. The old shopkeeper integrated his entire family into his uncle's business. The Chinese Central Bank was established by the old shopkeeper.
Everyone present was a junior. Even King Shang Tai bowed to salute the old shopkeeper. The atmosphere in the Great Council became even more tense!
No one knows why the old shopkeeper is here, but people can also guess that the old shopkeeper has to support his grandson. This Fu Yin'er is the grandson of the old shopkeeper. Who makes Fan Qian have no son!
"Grandpa..." Fu Yin'er ran over, knelt in front of the sliding pole and kowtowed to Fan Yan three times.
"Haha... My dear grandson is up... He's grown taller again. Do you have enough money? I heard you bought some rice in Fuso? Do you have enough money? Grandpa gives you pocket money..."
Everyone present was dumbfounded. Shopkeeper Niu and Mi Fu were the closest ones and their eyes were very sharp!
Fan Jian stuffed three or four cashier's checks worth two hundred thousand into his grandson's arms. This was still pocket money!
