The ideal is very beautiful, but the reality is very hard. Looking at the increasingly cold aura around Uncle Nine Emperors, you know that Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling's "big cause" is destined to fail.
Uncle Nine Emperors is not a stingy person. If Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling were talking about smuggling in front of him and harming Dongling's interests, he would just turn a blind eye or close an eye. After all, this kind of thing cannot be forbidden. Instead of
It is better to take advantage of others than to take advantage of one's own people, but this group...
Nothing can be said!
It has nothing to do with profit, but a man's face. This is a matter between him and Feng Qingchen, so what does it mean if Wang Jinling interferes?
Of course, the most important thing is that Wang Jinling's generosity is Dong Lingjiu's. Taking advantage of him and showing courtesy to Feng Qingchen in front of him is Wang Jinling's dream!
If you don't seek death, you won't die. Since Wang Jinling is seeking death himself, don't blame him for being rude.
Uncle Nine Emperors unceremoniously interrupted the conversation between Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen, and said coldly: "I am about to leave the capital, and the Imperial Master will supervise the country. Lord Wang must not have time to take care of the affairs in the northwest."
"What?" Wang Jinling was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Did he hear it wrong?
Aren't they talking about the black soil in the northwest? Why did it become a matter of supervising the country? Uncle Nine Emperors is too stingy.
Uncle Jiuhuang raised his lips slightly and said again kindly: "I will leave the capital next month. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Wang."
He didn't believe that Wang Jinling still had time to take care of Northwest affairs. Even if he had time, he could make Wang Jinling too busy.
"Officials from various places have also been transferred in due course. I see that you are quite relaxed, so I will leave this matter to you. Years ago, I want to see officials from various places re-appointed." Officials in the northwest can be from any lineage.
But they are definitely not from the Wang family. Even Feng Qingchen understood this subtext.
Biting your fingers…
"It's so unkind of you to cut off people's wealth." Feng Qingchen looked at Uncle Nine Emperors sadly. It would be fine if he didn't give her any benefits, but now he's preventing Wang Jinling from helping her. You're a bad person.
"The country, the country, the country, the country is the most important thing." Nine Emperors Uncle spoke righteously. The corner of his eye swept over Wang Jinling. Wang Jinling shook his head and chuckled: "Since you became the regent, you have become more and more stingy."
"This king puts the common people of the world first." The Nine Emperors Uncle once again used his own noble character to contrast the selfishness of the eldest son: "There are many poor people in this world, and it is not the behavior of a gentleman to compete with the people for profit."
"You are just the regent now. If you want to benefit the people of the world, you must rebel first." Wang Jinling spoke out against the Nine Emperors Uncle. Thinking of the possible task of supervising the country, Wang Jinling had a headache and persisted in persuading: "Prince Regent, Dongling
Although it is stable, it is not yet settled. For the sake of the people of the world, you should concentrate on plotting rebellion first and wait until Dongling is settled before making any move."
Although Dongling has fallen into the hands of the Nine Emperors Uncle, the name is not justified after all. Wang Jinling hopes that the Nine Emperors Uncle will sit on the throne of Dongling first, but the Nine Emperors Uncle has no such intention, and denies it without thinking: "That's not necessary.
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Becoming an emperor brings an extra layer of restraints and less freedom, and he cannot do many things. What's more, what he wants is not Dongling, and the throne of Dongling cannot satisfy him.
"Take it slowly, there are some things that can't be rushed." The smile on Wang Jinling's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became deep and quiet, and the atmosphere in the room also condensed.
Feng Qingchen glanced at Uncle Nine Emperors and then at Wang Jinling, looking at his nose and his nose, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.
Wang Jinling and the Nine Emperors Uncle looked at each other, and neither of them spoke a word. As time passed, Wang Jinling's eyebrows did not move, while the Nine Emperors Uncle's eyes were firm, and he slowly shook his head: "My life is short but long."
He is the overlord who conquers the world, not a king who only keeps things in check. He is not afraid of danger, but is afraid of not being able to see the future.
"Take care of yourself..." Wang Jinling knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he sighed softly and suppressed the worries in his heart.
"Don't worry, I am reluctant to die." Even if it is for Feng Qingchen, he will live well.
If he dies, what will Feng Qingchen do?
The coal and soil issue in the northwest was settled. Under the strong intervention of Uncle Nine Emperors, Wang Jinling would never be able to help Feng Qingchen mine it privately. Feng Qingchen also thought that if he did not give Uncle Nine Emperors any benefit, he would take advantage of it.
After bidding farewell to Wang Jinling, the coachman took the two of them to Feng Mansion without Jiuhuangshu's instructions. After waving away the servants, Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen walked side by side towards the yard.
"What's the purpose of that black soil?" Uncle Jiuhuang asked, and Feng Qingchen didn't hold anything back and told him one by one.
At this time, there is no other use except for making fuel. After all, the industry in this era is far from developed, and coal is not that important.
"Fuel?" Uncle Nine Emperors didn't quite believe it. If it could only be used as firewood, how could Feng Qingchen care so much?
"Yes, the black soil can be used as a substitute for firewood after some treatment." After calming down, Feng Qingchen felt that he had gone too far. Just like those diamonds, although they were valuable, they were far from that level now.
She had to be lucky that Wang Jinling's people discovered coal mines instead of oil, otherwise she would have cried. No matter how important oil will be in later generations, the role of oil now is far from reaching that level.
"Just replacing firewood, is it worth all the trouble you put into it?" Uncle Nine Emperors stopped, looked at Feng Qingchen, and said seriously: "I am not such a stingy person." Therefore, there is no need to hide it from him, even if he knows
This thing is very important and I won't compete with Feng Qingchen.
Jiuzhou Continent is very big. If these black soils are really important, then he can definitely send people to find them.
"I really didn't lie to you." Feng Qingchen felt depressed, but he also knew that if this matter was not explained clearly, Uncle Nine Emperors would definitely have a gap in his heart, so he said calmly: "You know my origin, that..." Feng Qingchen
Chen vaguely explained why he overreacted.
She was so influenced by the coal boss that when she saw the coal mine, she thought of huge sums of money.
Uncle Nine Emperors looked surprised at first, then laughed and said jokingly: "Are they the same as those stones?" Although they were obviously worthless, Feng Qingchen regarded them as treasures.
"Can you not say it out loud, just understand this kind of thing in your heart." Feng Qingchen blushed, this matter is really embarrassing.
"It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together." Knowing that Feng Qingchen didn't hide it from him on purpose, Uncle Nine Emperors was in a good mood. Seeing Feng Qingchen's angry look, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched it: "Okay, don't be angry.
.I will send people to mine for you, and I will get 50/50 of the income.”
This black soil is not completely worthless. With this black soil, the people at least don’t have to worry about running out of firewood to burn, and the firewood consumed in blacksmithing can also be saved. If you count it in detail, the value of this black soil is indeed not small, both for the country and the people.
It's good stuff.
"Hmph... I'll let you take advantage." Feng Qingchen got an advantage and still wanted to behave.
Although coal is not valuable, if it cannot be mined in large quantities, the people of Kyushu Continent will not have to worry about running out of firewood for decades. The most important thing is...
"By the way, I almost forgot, cinders can also pave roads." Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up.
If Uncle Nine Emperors can build the road in advance, then in the future, he will be able to march and dispatch troops and generals at least several times faster than others. By then, with Dongling as the center, it will not be a dream to conquer all directions.
Just thinking about this made Feng Qingchen's whole body boil, and he grabbed Uncle Nine Emperor's sleeves excitedly...