"Since Sister Hu knows this, why didn't you stop Cui Shangshu just now?" Peng Jinrong knew that she had made a mistake as soon as she said this. It's okay to argue, but it would be really inappropriate to detain the Minister of War's ship for no reason.
"If Cui Chengxiu didn't give way, I would have dared to overturn his official ship and let this guy fall into the water and catch cold for a while, which would buy Governor Yuan some time. But this guy is also well-behaved and flexible. He actually backed away, which made me
There's no fire left." Hu Yimin still felt a little angry when she remembered what happened just now.
"Since you can't stop him, why bother provoking an enemy? I heard that Cui Shangshu is a villain who will take revenge. No matter how famous Rishengchang is, he can't make enemies everywhere." Peng Jingrong was a little worried for the shopkeeper Hu.
"My father has warned me since I was little that you can throw away anything when you open a bank, but there are only two things you can't throw away. One is reputation, and the other is face. Needless to say, reputation is of course very important. Face is very important. You can't lag behind others in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation.
, we must do our best as long as we don’t violate the royal standards and moral norms. Why? Because we run a bank, we are the richest businessmen in the world, and those salt merchants and mine owners who are envied by the world and have a fortune of millions are messing around with us.
We can only feel ashamed in front of our family, so that people all over the world can trust us and dare to deposit money into our bank account. Only when the sun rises can we have more money to operate." Hu Yimin talked eloquently, "That's why today I just
I am determined to make Cui Chengxiu make way for me. On the one hand, I want to help Governor Yuan, and on the other hand, it is for the sake of Ri Shengchang's face. The boatmen present today will naturally spread the story of the Minister of War's defeat to Ri Shengchang.
The common people trust us Rishengchang even more, because we are more powerful than the Ministry of War, and we are at the top of the sky. What ticket number can be safer and more secure than us? As for making enemies, Cui Chengxiu is a member of Huanghuangrong, and the relationship between Rishengchang and the Queen Mother is so
Intimacy, there is no need to make enemies, they are already enemies."
It turns out that this is the case. This principle is very similar to the style of Western rich people in the 21st century. No matter whether their funds are tight or not, those rich people have to buy the most fashionable and luxurious yachts and jets to make up for the west. That is
In order to prove his strength to the bank and the world. Otherwise, the bank will not lend him money, and business partners will also doubt his capital turnover ability. Liu Ziguang really admires Miss Hu's father, Hu Xueyan.
During the conversation, breakfast had been finished, and several people left the restaurant and returned to the main hall. A servant handed over a letter saying: "The secret message from Beijing sent by the Clippers, please see the boss."
Hu Yimin did not shy away from the crowd. She took out the letter paper and put on her silver crystal glasses to see clearly. It turned out that shopkeeper Hu was short-sighted. Liu Ziguang wondered how his short-sighted eyes could be so bright and bright.
After reading the letter, Hu Yimin stood up and said, "There's something going on in Beijing. I have to rush there right away. I won't let you have lunch."
The three of them also said very wisely that it had been a long time since they had been in Beijing this time, and they were almost ready to return, so they did not dare to stay on the road for too long, so they should just say goodbye.
When he was about to get off the boat, Liu Ziguang suddenly turned around and said to the shopkeeper Hu who brought it out: "The milk is really delicious. Can shopkeeper Hu give me a bucket?"
Hu Yimin smiled and said: "What's the problem? I'll let my subordinates arrange it later. By the way, your Lianfeng ships are all over the place. If there is any news about the four paintings and calligraphy stolen from the palace, don't report it to the official. Inform me first and I will buy it. The Queen Mother
I've long been interested in those calligraphy and paintings, but she didn't give them to me even if I asked for them."
Liu Ziguang felt guilty for a while and did not dare to look into Hu Yimin's eyes. He replied vaguely: "Thank you, the shopkeeper, for your help. I have written down the calligraphy and painting thing." The group of people disembarked from the boat and sat on the small boat to return to their own paddle steamer.
What is the big shopkeeper's milk? It's cow's milk. Hu Yimin blushed and waved goodbye. A black-and-white Western cow was wrapped in a canvas, hung on the lifting pole for loading, and put on the boat.
The lifting pole on the ironworks ship here is hoisted and put away. Good guy, Rishengchang is so generous with his money, he just sent a cow over.
Saying goodbye to the Iron Giant Salamander and entering the canal waterway, the paddle steamer burned up enough steam to overtake the slowly advancing canal and headed straight for Xuzhou Prefecture. Liu Ziguang sat in the cabin and pondered, if Yuan Chonghuan was really going to be questioned by the court, would it be against history?
Was he executed by Lingchi like that? In that case, should we rescue him before the situation worsens?
"Yuan Chonghuan must die!" In the cabin of the official ship of the Ministry of War, a middle-aged man wearing a square scarf and a scribe's gown said firmly to Master Cui Chengxiu, his tone was unquestionable, and it was definitely not like the expression of an aide when giving advice to a superior.
"Can Mr. Fan really represent the north?" Cui Chengxiu said calmly, picking up the tea bowl and blowing it.
"The great Grand Tutor and the Grand Master of the Qing Dynasty are all on board your ship, what else can you worry about? What's more, there is a letter written by Prince Rui. It's not like Mr. Cui doesn't know about the prince's character. He means what he says!
As long as you kill Yuan Chonghuan in front of the battle and avenge Prince Rui for killing his brother, our country will definitely retreat to the north of the Yellow River in Jinan. This illustrious military achievement is Master Cui's own. To conquer the enemy without fighting is the first in the art of war.
, everyone in your court will definitely praise you sir, it is not impossible to be promoted to the position of Grand Master or to be granted the title of Marquis." Mr. Fan's words were very seductive.
Cui Chengxiu's beard trembled slightly unnoticeably. He quickly took a sip of tea to cover up his excitement. This was not the first time he heard Mr. Fan say this, but every time he heard it, he couldn't help but get excited. The temptation of this plan
The force is simply too great.
In the name of the unfavorable battle, Yuan Chonghuan was eliminated, and he not only gained command of the elite Xuzhou Army, but also killed his old enemy who had always had a gap. What if the army and the people rebounded? Don't worry, under his wise command Cui Shangshu, many people
Ergon's Qing army will definitely retreat without a fight in accordance with the secret agreement, and the Ming army can quickly recover Tai'an and Jinan. The front line will advance to the bank of the Yellow River. Such unparalleled military exploits have not been seen in ten years. The government and the public are full of joy. Who knows?
They will also take care of that dead ghost Yuan Chonghuan. Another little-known fact is that millions of taels of salary have fallen into Cui Shangshu's personal pocket.
"The Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty are brothers. Why bother to use weapons rashly? Since the prince came out of the mountain, he has always been worried about the emperor's unauthorized southern expedition. The villain who deceived your majesty has been beheaded by the prince. Now it is up to your country to be beheaded.
Militant Yuan Chonghuan, our two countries can rule across the river and enjoy peace forever." Mr. Fan suddenly stood up, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes looking out the window showed his sincere desire for a peaceful life.
"In the north under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, men farmed and women weaved, singing, dancing, and everyone lived a prosperous and happy life. It was because of a small group of militants for their own selfish interests that the land of Qilu was filled with disasters, and the people were displaced and precarious. My ancestral home is Shandong.
, watching my homeland being devastated by weapons, my heart bleeds, bleeds, Mr. Cui. The responsibility for ending the war lies with you and me. As long as Yuan Chonghuan, a barbarian from Guangdong, dies, the prince's wish will be fulfilled, and it will be easier for the ministers at home to deal with it.
We have made an explanation, and we can resume a peaceful life without losing a single soldier on either side, without spending a single penny, so why not?"
"Yes, Yuan Chonghuan must die!" Cui Shangshu was moved by the beautiful scene described by Mr. Fan. He patted the table firmly and made up his mind.
"Mr. Fan, don't worry. I am the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army, Minister of the Military Department of Wuyingdian University, and I have Shang Fang's sword in my hand. Yuan Manzi will definitely not be able to escape from my grasp. One general will make thousands of bones dry. For the sake of his surname, Yuan, he will be promoted to an official position."
To be promoted to the nobility means sacrificing the lives of countless soldiers, and putting the people of Shandong in dire straits. I will definitely not spare such a selfish and cruel person lightly. Killing him would be an easy task. He is greedy for so much money.
I haven't settled this matter with him yet." Cui Chengxiu said angrily, slamming the teacup on the table to express the anger in his heart.
"Wen Cheng thanked Mr. Cui on behalf of the millions of elders in Shandong and the more than 100,000 soldiers of the Qing Dynasty!" Mr. Fan lifted up his long robe and put his head in his hands before bowing.
"Please get up quickly, you must not do it!" Cui Chengxiu hurriedly helped him, feeling happy in his heart. Fan Wencheng was the Tutor and Crown Prince of the Qing Dynasty, and his official rank was much higher than him. Such people bowed to him, which shows that he
His prestige was so high. At the same time, he also expressed his admiration for Fan Wencheng's courage. In order to negotiate for peace, someone with such a high official position would go into danger alone and go deep into the enemy's country. It is really admirable.
"For the sake of peace, and for the sake of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there will be no more wars. Let alone one Yuan Manzi, I can kill ten or a hundred of them!" Cui Shangshu helped Fan Wencheng up, looked into his eyes, and said word by word.
"Okay, Mr. Cui deserves to be a true hero. This is a small gift from Prince Rui. I hope you will accept it." Fan Wencheng gently put a gift list into Cui Chengxiu's hand.
"Why are you so embarrassed to let the prince spend so much money?" Cui Chengxiu took the gift list and stuffed it into his sleeve.
"Master Cui is so cheerful, I have a small gift for you." Fan Wencheng smiled slyly.
"Mr. Fan also has a gift. No matter how brave I am, I don't dare to refuse it." Cui Chengxiu said hypocritically. The gift from Prince Rui must be some mundane things such as gold, jade and jewelry. This Fan Wencheng is an elegant man, and his gift must be very special.
As usual, Cui Shangshu's eyes were widened, ready to see what kind of strange gift it was.
Fan Wencheng laughed and said, "Mr. Cui was humiliated by the yellow-haired girl from Shengchang that morning. Are you just going to let it go?"
Cui Chengxiu's eyes lit up, "Sir, do you have any good ideas to help me avenge my hatred?" This Fan Wencheng was the best think tank in the Qing Dynasty. With his advice, the Hu family girl would definitely suffer a lot.
"Fan has a plan that will cause Rishengchang to suffer great losses, and may even cause it to collapse. But Cui Shangshu needs to cooperate with the action in the capital." Fan Wencheng said confidently.
"Although Rishengchang's power in the capital is not as good as that of Hefei, it cannot be underestimated. Mr. Fan may not know something. The mother of the Hu family girl is the biological sister of the current Queen Mother. Although she was expelled from the Li family in her early years for following the poor scholar Hu Xueyan
, but the Queen Mother is the only younger sister. She has a deep sisterly love, and the Queen Mother has nothing to do with her. She dotes on girls, so she is called a god princess. If she is not a few years older, maybe the Queen Mother can let the emperor marry her.
This girl is going to be the queen." Cui Chengxiu said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, with Fan's plan, even gods coming down to earth can't save her. According to my information, Ri Shengchang recently paid a large sum of cash to the Ministry of War. There must not be much money left in the capital branch. Your Excellency, you can order a few
Hundreds of people went to the bank to exchange cash for cash. This was an understandable and legitimate act. Fan's men would spread the word in teahouses and restaurants in the capital, saying that Rishengchang had insufficient money and was facing bankruptcy. There were so many people in the capital, who was rich?
There were not many banknotes, and they were passed around by tens and hundreds of people. In addition, when they saw the large group at the gate of Rishengchang, the fake became real. They had no time to allocate the money and had to close the door. Closing the door would cause civil unrest.
When civil unrest broke out, the Queen Mother could not help him. This was the first priority. If the silver ship was transferred from Hefei, our military aircraft department could send personnel to intercept and intercept the money halfway, hide the money, and hand it over to the Lord for processing when the storm calmed down. The money transfer in Hefei
After we get out, we can send people to line up in Hefei to exchange cash. In short, Rishengchang cannot take care of both the beginning and the end. This is the second one. Shopping malls are like battlefields. If Rishengchang cannot avoid this disaster, it may really go bankrupt.
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It is indeed a good plan, and the most important thing is that there is no risk. You only need to send people to queue up to exchange money, and leave other fighting and killing matters to Fan Wencheng's people. A hint of smile lines appear on the surface.
Cui Chengxiu asked, "It's just what Mr. Cui said. Mr. Cui loves Mr.'s gift very much, so I'd like to thank you for it."
Cui Chengxiu raised his hand to Fan Wencheng, and the two of them laughed tacitly, their eyes shining with the longing for peace and mutual trust.
After discussing the important military matter, Fan Wencheng got up and went back to his cabin. A guard in white clothes followed closely at the door. Fan Wencheng suddenly thought of something and turned around and patted the guard on the shoulder: "Qingfeng, after this great work is completed, how much can I give you?"
During the day's holiday, I can handle your private affairs and leave my guards to you, but before that, you must not act rashly and miss important events."
The white-clothed guard took a deep breath. The sword strike at Liguo City left a deep scar on his chest. The subsequent galloping of thousands of horses made him almost die in the midst of an army of thousands of horses. Fortunately, a dead horse pressed down on him.
He survived the catastrophe, but after returning, Zhang Jing's position in the military aircraft was gone and he could only start as a guard. His strong desire for revenge made him gladly accept the task of escorting Fan Wencheng southward, because he could take advantage of the opportunity.
"Sir, don't worry. Song knows the seriousness and will not seek personal revenge before a serious matter is accomplished."
It turned out to be Liu Ziguang's old acquaintance, Song Qingfeng, the Wudang hero who survived the catastrophe.