One of the most obvious characteristics of old people is that they love to reminisce about the past. Fan Jian cannot escape this natural law. From Yang Zhi's defection, he kept talking about the past in the Taihang Mountains, and even about his deceased brother Fan Ru. On the body.
Hu Xueyan steeled himself, listening to these Chen Guzi Rotten Sesame that he had heard many times, and he had to carefully understand the spirit of it, and come up with novel flattery when necessary.
This is a brain-burning job. When Hu Xueyan came out after waiting for an hour, his head was a little buzzing.
There were other bank managers and shopkeepers waiting at the door. When they saw Hu Xueyan coming out, they immediately gathered around him, "Do you have any instructions, sir?"
Hu Xueyan shook his head, "No, the old man won't express any opinions, but I think he has let go of Liu Peiqi's matter, so everyone should stop thinking about retaliation!"
"Ah? How many percent of us are allowed to go to the White Pit by the Tartars? That's all gold..."
"Okay, don't be so greedy. Even if you go according to Liu Peiqi's price, everyone will still make a huge profit. Why eat up all the profits that are still in the bones?"
"There aren't many gold antiques. Once the first few batches have been traded, everything will be normal from now on... Don't hang around, just do what you need to do..."
Hu Xueyan walked out of the door of the Central Bank. The sea breeze blew through him and he took a deep breath. He took out his pocket watch and saw that it was only about nine o'clock in the morning. The butler and servants who greeted him gathered around him, "Master, it's time for you to take a rest. Since yesterday, You have only slept for two hours since the Grand Council was held..."
Hu Xueyan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Two hours is not long, the old man seems to have never slept..." At this point, he suddenly muttered in a low voice, "Why do I think the old man is a little exhausted?"
"Come back quickly, Head of State. Don't play outside, old man... Go to the Head of State's Palace and submit a message asking to see the two ladies. Give the Prince the microscope that Leeuwenhoek built himself that I collected from Europe." Send it to…”
"Now it seems that the prince's reputation is getting higher and higher. I need to burn incense soon..."
"Hey, sir...can the prince see us? The head of state set a rule in the past that no one is allowed to disturb the prince's studies, and no foreign ministers are allowed to interfere. How many times have we bumped into each other?" the housekeeper asked in confusion.
Hu Xueyan shook his head, "Now and then, the prince suddenly appeared in the Great Council this time. The taste is very different...Who pushed it out?"
"It can't be that the prince wants to come out to govern himself, right? He's only nine years old. This is too precocious... Could it be Madam Tiger and those courtiers from the East Palace?"
"That makes sense... I'm afraid this is a secret arrangement by the head of state!"
Hu Xueyan didn't dare to say the next words at all. He murmured in his heart, "Is it possible that the prince showed up to balance the power of the stormtroopers? Xiang Ying, Lin Zhen and the others are indeed too powerful..."
"Three months ago, five million silver dollars were taken away from me, without even a note, saying that they would use commercial interests to make up for it in the future... God, how are they going to make up for it? Could it be poaching the Manchus? To pay off the debt with meat?”
"Even I can't find out how many Chinese businessmen secretly support the Stormtroopers... Mi Fu and Lao Niu don't have tens of millions of silver dollars in secret funds?"
Hu Xueyan, who was sitting in a rickshaw, became more and more frightened as he thought about it. He was essentially a businessman who rebelled from the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and was different from Mi Fu and Lao Niu.
My foundation is still very shallow, and it’s really scary to get involved in this kind of thing. If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake every step of the way!
At this moment, he missed the Führer more than anyone else and looked forward to his quick return!
At this moment, in the 'Little East Palace' where the prince studied in the back hill of the Headquarters, Ito was respectfully kowtowing to Fu Yin'er. This was his official celebration of the prince's first victory in the Great Council.
Behind Ito are a large number of officials from the East Palace, all of whom have a relationship of half master and half minister. On weekdays, Fu Yin'er absolutely respects his master and will not let any master kowtow to him.
But today I couldn't hold back Ito's tears. Ito Hirobumi knelt on the floor with tears of excitement falling down. He looked at the prince with true love in his heart.
"Prince, there is no need to refuse today! Although we have the status of half a division, we are ministers after all... Your Majesty, this battle is a great success, we must express our feelings!"
"Congratulations to the crown prince! Congratulations to the Chinese nation for its ten thousand years of foundation!" After saying this, he knocked his head on the ground, then hit his head on the stone slab without looking up, and just cried.
The ministers in the East Palace behind were also banging their heads on the ground with tears of excitement in their eyes. What the prince did yesterday was definitely a wise man. The jade finally shined. As assistant ministers, how could they not be excited.
In particular, the ministers of Fusang nationality regard the prince as the backer of the Fusang Kingdom for thousands of years in the future. Fusang wants to integrate into the Chinese people and live a better life, so now it can only rely on the prince.
Fu Yin'er smiled bitterly and accepted the courtesy from everyone, and then hurried over and dragged Ito and others up.
"What is this for? It's just an arms sales case... I also don't want too many Han people in the Qing Dynasty to die, and I don't want to shed the blood of so many compatriots!"
"Besides... Emperor Tongzhi is my senior brother after all, and I can't just watch him go on the underworld without helping at all! Everyone, get up, everyone, get up..."
"Everyone go back and do your errands. Master Ito stays... let's talk!"
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the courtiers in the East Palace all retreated, leaving only Ito and Fu Yin'er sitting down to talk.
Ito said respectfully, "Prince... I have secretly raised 200,000 taels of gold through the Fuso Central Bank. It will be shipped to the Golden Island tomorrow. From now on, all the gold mines in the Fuso Islands will be infiltrated into our people." …”
"All the gold in Fusang will be driven by the prince in the future. I will not give up even if I die!"
Fu Yin'er waved his hand, "Are you too eager? There's no need to be so anxious. I also want to share my father's worries. What my father values most is the Chinese gold reserves..."
"The more, the better. Everything I do is to share my father's worries... I can actually understand my father. He has always been..."
"He has been preparing for war... There is a nightmare in my father's heart that he can never get over... that is to fight against the British!"
"My father has never let down his guard. No matter how nice the British say on the surface, my father knows very well... there will definitely be a war against the British!"
"What Qing Dynasty? What Asian countries? What factional interests of the Manchu Qing Dynasty? It's just dust in my father's eyes..."
"My father only has eyes for the Western powers, only Britain... The Chinese can only have a decisive battle with Britain on the sea, even if there is a draw, and a treaty will not suffer losses..."
"Then if we truly stand up, all the opposition to us in Asia will disappear in an instant!"
"You can't do it without gold! You can't do it without resources!"
