The government is still running as usual. Zhao Bing's reappearance has not caused much waves. He is just the chief of the interior, not a key figure like the prime minister. All parties are mentally prepared.
After all, he is Lao Yuan's confidant, and he cannot be used for the rest of his life.
Speaking of Zhao Bing, no one knows what was secretly discussed in Lao Yuan's study. They just know that they talked for a long time.
Time goes back to the night when Zhao Bing went to the capital, Lao Yuan's study.
Zhao Bing stood respectfully.
He seemed a little depressed.
Lao Yuan asked him to sit down with concern, and said in a kind tone: "Zhao, since the Song Dynasty Second Artillery, and Huang Laogui no longer compete with me for the position of president, my position is secure, but I don’t know when, another fisherman Song appeared and started causing trouble, what should I do?”
"Moreover, you had to resign just a few days ago because of his obstruction in your performance of the cabinet. This time I promoted you to be the chief of the interior, but I am still worried that Fisherman Song will cause trouble for you."
Recruiting's eyes showed pain. Originally, he had reached the position where one person was inferior to ten thousand people, but because of the factional struggle, he became a victim and had to step down.
He resigned on his own, which was a huge blow to him, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to Jinmen to live in an apartment.
He thought he would never have a chance in this life, but unexpectedly, Lao Yuan used him again, so Zhao Bing was very grateful to Lao Yuan.
"President, why do you teach me?"
Zhao Bing asked respectfully. Then he said something as if he was complaining.
"This Fisherman Song studied abroad for six years in Tiaobenji. His mind is full of Western democracy and politics. He is very eloquent and provocative, but I can't compare to him."
Lao Yuan looked at Zhao Bing like he was a teachable child, speaking simply to a smart person.
This means that Zhao Bing understands his intention, but he is still a little weak and depressed.
He quickly cheered Zhao Bing up.
"Zhao, with me and Beiyang here, what are you afraid of him? I heard that the man named Song is now preparing to incite the southern provinces to seek independence, and to reorganize the cabinet and so on. Isn't this nonsense!"
"What I mean is that you go to the south to visit him, give him some stuff by the way, and let him stay quietly. What do you think?"
Before he finished speaking, he took out a huge check from the coffee table.
With a smile on his face, he handed it to Zhao Bing.
When Zhao Bing heard this, he was right. Behind me are Lao Yuan and Beiyang. What should I be afraid of?
Afraid of a rant?
He was overjoyed immediately, smiled knowingly, nodded and said: "Okay, I will be the president and follow my lead."
I was even more happy in my heart. It seemed that Lao Yuan was determined to put him to good use.
Lao Yuan also touched his beard and sent Zhao Bing away.
Looking at the sky, dark clouds cover the moon.
I thought slightly in my heart that this Song fisherman has been advocating to realize the party's cabinet and revolutionize the party's cabinet, and he has been openly fighting with Lao Yuan.
It has long become a thorn in his side.
The current cabinet is the best. How good is the Transcendent Cabinet, which can perfectly implement your own decrees, but if it turns into a cabinet like Song Yufu, if more than half of the people are revolutionaries, who will listen to your decrees?
Lao Yuan's patience has reached its limit.
Sigh.
"I hope he, Song Yufu, will recognize the situation and give up when he sees fit."
After all, Lao Yuan's handiwork is not small.
Zhao Bing rode all the way to Jiangcheng.
Without stopping, he led his attendants to Fisherman Song's apartment.
It happened that Song Yufu was about to go out. When he saw Zhao Bing at the door, he was shocked for a moment, and then showed a hypocritical smile: "Isn't this Director Zhao? Why did you come to Jiangcheng today and come to my humble abode?"
Zhao Bing did not go around in circles and immediately pulled Fisherman Song into the yard.
Then he took out a check from the box.
He smiled and said: "I have long heard that Mr. Fisherman is upright and has always been thrifty. Now he is not running around in the cause of the Republic. The president is afraid that Mr. Fisherman will spend too much money, so he specially told me to give it to you."
Fisherman Song was confused, Lao Yuan gave him something? Isn’t that a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken?
He took the things curiously. one look.
Oh, what a guy.
One million is a big deal.
I felt extremely disdainful in my heart: "A mere million dollars is going to bribe me into giving up my opinion?"
But with a smile on his face, he said: "Thank you very much, President, for your kindness. However, Song thinks he is not short of money. Now everything is in dire need and the national treasury is in dire straits. How can the national treasury be opened lightly just because of a fisherman Song? This money is tens of millions Unnecessary."
Then he said to his men: "Send off guests!"
Then he tossed his sleeves and robe, turned around and left.
It sounds nice, but in actual actions, it doesn't show any emotion at all.
Zhao Bing held the check with a ferocious expression on his face.
Fisherman Song sounded nice, but in fact he slapped them hard in the face!
"Send what Fisherman Song said just now to the President!"
Zhao Bing was angry.
When Lao Yuan received the telegram, he slammed the table angrily.
He yelled angrily: "Song Yufu, you are so shameless."
"It's up to you!"
Only five words were replied.
But these five words allowed Zhao Bing to understand Lao Yuan's thoughts.
Even the subtext is clear.
I kept thinking at my residence. After all, Yufu Song was one of the leaders of the revolutionary party and he had to be careful in his work.
Invite confidants and discuss countermeasures.
When the confidants heard that the master's family was in trouble, they took it into consideration.
He whispered: "Chief, I have a close friend who can eat fish without the fishy smell."
Zhao Bing was overjoyed: "Say it quickly."
The confidant smiled and said: "Isn't Fisherman Song making trouble and making connections in various places? The next stop happens to be Shendu, and I have a close friend in Shendu. He is a well-known person named Yinggui. Let him do this. Isn’t it appropriate to do this?”
Zhao Bing asked hesitantly: "Is it reliable?"
The confidant chuckled, "Of course, this person hates the revolutionaries very much. For the sake of safety, I will go to Shendu in person, don't worry!"
Zhao Bingjun nodded.
Nie Li was on the train heading to the three provinces at this time, thinking about how to cheat both sides, when he suddenly saw Xiao Yao stepping forward.
Calmly.
"Brother, something happened!"
Nie Li was stunned.
"Something happened? What happened!"
Xiao Yao solemnly said: "One of the leaders of the Revolutionary Party was killed in Shendu. He was assassinated and escaped! Now all the major newspapers and tabloids are discussing this matter. This is a telegram sent by Mr. Duan."
Xiao Yao said a few words briefly and concisely, and then handed over the telegram.
Nie Li frowned.
After a long time, he sighed: "What is supposed to come will still come! Just reply to Mr. Duan and say that I understand."
Xiao Yao nodded.
At the same time, on Lao Yuan's desk, Lao Yuan stared at the telegram with a smile, and then threw it into the stove.
However, thinking of the assassination in Shendu, I felt a little uncomfortable. Wouldn't Nie Li notice anything?
But then he shook his head, put all this behind his mind, smiled, and could show off his talents.
Lao Yuan didn't know what he thought of Nie Li, but Nie Li gave orders to Shen Du.
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