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In winter, people wear cheap and warm cotton clothes, sit on the kang and drink clear and hot wine. In spring, the waterwheels in the Jiangnan water town are running slowly, and the seemingly inconspicuous water conservancy facilities are silently working. In summer, big-leaf fans blow the breeze in the houses of the wealthy, and various fleets leave the workshops to transport those commodities to the hands of those who need them all over the world.
The basic water conservancy facilities all over the fields of Qingguo, the glass and porcelain in every household, and the atmosphere in every space. In fact, it is all related to the internal library. Neiku is not only the three big workshops in northern Fujian, but actually spreads all over the Qing Dynasty, such as marginal industries such as Xishan Bookstore. The production of the internal library is not only related to large industries such as armaments that are related to the national movement and people's livelihood, but also includes those small things related to folk life. These small things are parked across the sea and sprinkled in the world. They seem insignificant, but they have successfully gathered a jaw-dropping wealth for the Qing Kingdom.
Neiku built the equipment and weapons needed by Qing for a great army, the warships of the three major naval divisions, and used this steady stream of wealth to support the food and grass funds that Qing needed to expand its borders. More importantly, Qing The emperor ruled this country and needed these wealth to stabilize the people's livelihood and maintain the effective operation of the imperial court system.
The hundreds of millions of people in the Qing Kingdom may have been accustomed to the internal treasury in their lives, so that they have become accustomed to it, and they have gradually forgotten the importance of the internal treasury, or at least underestimated its importance. But Emperor Qing would not, nor would any intelligent official in the Qing Kingdom, and the Northern Qi court, which had been drooling over the inner treasury, would not even be able to.
Otherwise, the Qing Kingdom would not have concentrated its elite in northern Fujian, and had arranged stricter guards outside the three workshops than those in the capitals. All this was to prevent the secrets of the inner warehouse from leaking out.
And the fire in the palace today has clearly shown to Emperor Qing that the biggest secret of the Qing Kingdom is not a secret to Fan Xian, and it is even just a bargaining chip in his hand that he can play with at will. , those old craftsmen died, and the three major workshops were destroyed again, the foundation of the Qing Kingdom would suffer a devastating blow.
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However, the emperor's indifferent face showed that he was not worried that the inner treasury would be destroyed by Fan Xian just like that, because he knew that Fan Xian also cared about the inner treasury, and it was impossible to tear up this treasure in the world like this. He believed that Fan Xian was working in the south of the Yangtze River at this time, destroying the process flow of the internal warehouse, but he also believed that Fan Xian must have recorded a copy of the process flow before doing these things.
Only things that are still useful can be used as bargaining chips. Emperor Qing coldly withdrew his gaze from the black smoke, glanced at Fan Xian, and said, "Sure enough, you are insane. As a member of Qing, you actually did such a thing."
After a moment of silence, Fan Xian said: "I just thought that this is a matter between me and you after all. Once the disaster spreads to the world, it is really not what I want."
This is very clear. His Majesty the Emperor controls the world. If it wasn't for Fan Xian holding a bargaining chip that he cared enough about, how could this His Majesty restrain his heart and only confine the war to the imperial city? He has enough means to deal with it. Those who were attached to Fan Xian, but Fan Xian just wanted to force His Majesty not to take action against those people.
This seems to be a very naive, childish, play-like request. Your Majesty, I am about to rebel, and if I fail in the rebellion, please don't embarrass those subordinates who followed me... However, there was a deathly silence in the Snow Palace at this time, and Fan Xian who made this proposal was calm and peaceful. His Majesty the emperor did not regard this as a joke, because Fan Xian did have a weapon in his hands that could damage the foundation of the Qing Kingdom.
His Majesty the Emperor is not a person who can be threatened. Even though Fan Xian was holding the Qicun of the inner treasury, he gave Fan Xian a cold look and said, "Continue."
Fan Xian saluted very sincerely, and said: "Your Majesty is full of geniuses. Now the treasury of the Qing Kingdom is full, the people's hearts are available, and the men in armor are brave. Although the famous generals have fallen, but looking at Zhu Ye, you can see that in the army, Qing has a great number of talents. Even if the internal treasury is destroyed by me, it is impossible to completely collapse in a short period of time. With your majesty's ability, no matter how resolute and resistant the Northern Qi Emperor and Uesugi Tiger are, I, Daqing, will march northward and fight against the tigers and wolves. With the momentum of sweeping across the four fields, in His Majesty's lifetime, he will surely realize his grand wish of unifying the world."
"No one can stop this process. Even if I hold the vitals of the internal treasury, I have to admit that this cannot threaten you. You don't have to care about all of this at all." Fan Xian said calmly and word by word with his head down. He said: "However... His Majesty has far-sighted vision, how can it be between a moment and a place?"
He raised his head and looked into Emperor Qing's eyes calmly: "Your Majesty wants to rule the world, build a big empire, end the long-running war on this continent, and seek a happy future for millions of people. The prestige and fame of one emperor through the ages has been left in history... So what you are seeking is the future generations after the Qing Kingdom ruled the world."
"If you are alive, annexing the Northern Qi and Dongyi, suppressing the resistance with the power of iron and blood, and subduing the hearts of the people with the wisdom of genius, you will be able to ensure the unification of the world, but what if you die?"
The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled up into a smile and said, "There is no more Your Majesty in the world. Where did the Daqing court, which annexed the world at the beginning, find a ruler with amazing talents? Everyone, inherit the aura of the Great Wei, and claim to be orthodox. If no one can suppress it, those hundreds of millions of people from other countries will rise up and resist. Who can resist? Just rely on my Daqing army to kill people everywhere? I am afraid that the initially unified world will fall into chaos again. In the midst of the war, whether we can guarantee the unification of the territory in Daqing is another matter, I am afraid that the whole world will turn against it, and our capital in Daqing will also be in danger."
"Your Majesty has read through the history books, and naturally knows that using iron and blood to control people will not last long. There was a conspiracy by the first emperor to kill the whole world, but he died in the second generation."
"In the past three years, thinking about your majesty's grand plans and great achievements, it is necessary to rely on the endless supply of the internal treasury to ensure the absolute national power advantage of the Nanqing central court over the newly merged land, to deter the people of the new land, and to trade the advantage of national power for time. Exchange the momentum of integration in the name of exchanges, and push forward through generations, until the previous dynasties are forgotten, and the hearts of the new people return, only then will it be truly unified."
"However, if the internal treasury is destroyed, who will guarantee our consistent national and military superiority in Daqing? If you are alive, none of this will change fundamentally, and if you die, and there is no internal treasury, who will maintain this continent pattern?"
"And people are always going to die." Fan Xian looked into His Majesty's eyes quietly and said, "Even someone like His Majesty cannot escape life, old age, sickness and death. Looking at the imperial court's plans for the past three years, Your Majesty has been thinking about the future. .”
"You are an extremely confident person, and you are qualified to be confident. You don't think that the Northern Qi Emperor and Uesugi Tiger can resist your determination to sweep Liuhe." Fan Xian said calmly: "Even if there is no internal treasury today, you can still Complete the great work you have worked towards for decades."
"What you want is not to bloom with incomparable brilliance for a lifetime, and then Daqing will perish in the resistance to wind and rain, because history books are always written by the victors. If Daqing after unifying the world cannot last forever, if you are great in the history, you can only stay. The next one is cruel and has no name for long-sightedness."
Fan Xian smiled slightly: "You want me to celebrate... forever, so you need the internal library in my palm."
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"What can you promise me?" His Majesty the Emperor suddenly laughed, and his laughter was extremely gratifying. It is obvious that this unfathomable Emperor is very happy with his favorite son, and he is so close to him that no one can get close to him Sincerely, he was close to his grand intention.
"If I die, the recorded process will be returned to the imperial court, and the sabotage work in northern Fujian will be stopped immediately. You know, I always have some more loyal subordinates." Fan Xian replied sincerely, He didn't say he was defeated, because today he entered the palace alone and turned the imperial city into a battlefield. If anyone loses, he will die naturally. Where is there a second way
While talking, Fan Xian turned around and stood side by side with His Majesty the Emperor, looking at the snow covered in the barren long grass in front of him, his eyes fell to his left hand, and said: "After His Majesty's blow Next, the Shan Yu on the grassland has no power to rise again. However, at the foot of the westernmost mountain, there are still 7,000 barbarians who migrated from the snow field. This group of fresh troops is very strong. If Your Majesty agrees to my request, I can guarantee that this group of barbarians will never approach Xiliang."
The emperor's gaze followed his gaze to the patch of residual snow on the left, and he frowned slightly and said: "This time, the Qingzhou victory, the Speedy King's Court has come out, but only brought two or three thousand barbarian horses, according to the palace code In return, the combat effectiveness of these barbarians is indeed not bad. If it was not for the injustice of God, who forcibly gave the northern snowfield three years of snow disasters, they would not have escaped to the Xihu grassland. From this point of view, Uesugi Tiger was able to fight at the North Gate Tianguan back then. He has resisted barbarism for several years, this person is really amazing."
"But after all, the number of people is too small to affect the situation." The emperor frowned and shook his head indifferently, obviously unwilling to accept Fan Xian's bargaining chip.
"We're talking about things that last forever." Fan Xian's tone was obviously very frivolous today, and he even uttered the word "we" who was so rebellious. He said with a smile: "A young and strong man is seven thousand. However, they are highly educated, there are many women, and Xihu has been severely injured. This group of northern barbarians will definitely become an important force on the grassland. They will go to various tribes to kidnap Hu girls. Who can stop them? Your Majesty You also know that the Hu people are very capable of giving birth, and after a dozen or twenty years at most, this tribe will be very powerful."
"If no one can suppress, control, or guide, wouldn't this rising tribe be the second royal court?" Fan Xian looked at the snowy ground on his left and shook his head, "The people on Xiliang Road are miserable. Do you want to survive for another few decades?"
The emperor smiled slightly and said, "I just don't understand. I have almost killed all your subordinates on Xiliang Road and the grassland. How can you influence those barbarians?"
"Songzhi Immortal Order." Fan Xian said with a smile: "Although she is the princess of the old family and has a noble status, she does not have a very practical command role, but after all, her status is here, and her status on the grassland is also high now. Her ability is also very strong, and she has been able to gather most of the strength of the barbarians, as long as she is controlled, it is equivalent to controlling these barbarians."
"Could it be that if you can control her, I can't control her, and the court can't control her?" The emperor said slightly sarcastically.
Fan Xian sighed and said, "Songzhi Xianling is Haitang Duoduo, this is my woman, of course only I can control her."
The emperor was slightly taken aback, and after a long silence, he finally couldn't help laughing, shook his head, didn't say anything, and directly looked at the southeast corner of the snow field in front of the two of them. The emperor pointed to that place and said: "You sent back the process flow of the internal library with both hands, is there anything else? Jiangnan can't be messed up, because I have already made him mess up. The loyalty of your subordinates to you is really impressive. I'm a little surprised, but Xia Qi can't fly for two days, even if Su Wenmao hid someone in the inner vault, he can't do it himself."
"I have also transferred Cheng Jialin back, and that clan brother of Ren Bo'an has also been transferred back from the army of Sansanfang." The emperor said calmly with his hands behind his back, watching the snow field without any lines with Fan Xian.
Fan Xian's gaze also fell on the southeast corner of the snow field, and he said with a smile, "Jiangnan can still be chaotic. The inner treasury has already promised His Majesty, so naturally I won't do harm again, and Jiangnan is prosperous with commerce. Including the internal treasury, a total of about 40% of the imperial court's taxes have to be supported, if there is chaos in the south of the Yangtze River, how will the imperial court support it?"
From the very beginning of today's conversation, Fan Xian's tone was calm and flirtatious. This flirtatiousness, this kind of flirtatiousness, can be said to be as cold as words, refusing to budge an inch. Negotiations with the emperor are related to his confidence and his state of mind today.
As I said before, he couldn't find any method that could perfectly control it, so he had no choice but to choose the simplest method. This method is full of lethality because it is direct.
He asked the emperor directly, how could the court support the chaos in the south of the Yangtze River? The emperor smiled, and asked directly: "If I kill all your people directly, Jiangnan...why be in chaos?"
"I have a China Merchants Bank." Fan Xian replied calmly, "The most critical part of Jiangnan's business development is the exchange of silver in circulation. China Merchants Bank has been in Jiangnan for several years, and it can be regarded as controlling Ming Sun Xiongsan secretly. Some of the lifelines of everyone's industries, once the bank takes action, it will not be difficult for Jiangnan to really mess up."
"The money for investment promotion has already been transferred a lot." The emperor glanced at Fan Xian with a slight sarcasm, and returned to the Northern Qi royal family without directly breaking through the astonishing amount of silver, saying, "It's just some paper. With a wave of my imperial pen, What are these?"
"You can't say that. After all, Quanzhou has not played the expected role, and the handover of ocean departures is still handled in Dongyi City." Fan Xian did not back down, and said directly: "The silver bills are all paper, and His Majesty's royal pen With a wave, all of them are invalid? Then there is no need for China Merchants Bank to do anything, I am afraid that Jiangnan will be in chaos first."
The emperor didn't understand business, and Fan Xian didn't know much about it. Regarding the extent to which Jiangnan's commercial activities depended on the underdeveloped financial credit, no one had an accurate grasp. But Fan Xian believes that everything in the world has its own laws, especially Jiangnan's commercial activities that have been in business for more than a hundred years. If His Majesty really does that, Jiangnan will definitely be in chaos first.
Emperor Qing didn't have a business relationship with him, it doesn't mean that the officials in the court and Fan Xian's subordinates didn't understand, they had done their homework beforehand. Fan Xian only knew that liquidity was a very important link in business, so he waited for the blood flowing in the blood vessels. If the bank was really subverted and the blood in the blood vessels dried up, business activities would definitely become extremely difficult and dry.
"I have taken Huayuan back from Yang Jimei's hands." The emperor reminded indifferently, this emperor is actually the last Ming emperor. He doesn't understand the business operation of Jiangnan, which doesn't mean he will rely on the emperor. He was blinded by the authority, and he entrusted professional affairs to professional officials to operate. He knew that the investment bank in Fan Xian's hands had the ability to shake the commercial territory of Jiangnan, so last autumn, when the first turmoil in Jiangnan broke out. , the imperial court was already prepared.
The ones with the most abundant cash in the world and the least need to rely on money houses for transactions are those large and small salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River. The Yang Jimei mentioned by the emperor earlier is one of the largest salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River. The imperial court has long been vigilant against the bank's withdrawal of money, and the inclusion of salt merchants in this system is to take a fancy to those salt merchants. Although it is somewhat difficult to rebuild a delivery system with real gold and silver, at least it doesn't have to be strictly controlled by Fan Xian.
"It's not enough just to be a salt merchant." Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I still have... Taiping."
Taiping Bank! The number one bank in the world has been in operation for many years and how many people's lives it can affect. This bank has always been in Dongyi City. His owner has always been mysterious, and no one has seen his real face. It was not until Fan Xian took over as the head of Jianlumen in Dongyi City that he discovered in horror that the Taiping Bank had been in Jianlu all along. Under Lu's control, under Si Gu Jian's control.
Whenever he thinks of this point, Fan Xian can't help being horrified and admiring Sigu Jian's foresight and foresight. Probably only the owner of Dongyi City can discover the importance of money houses from the increasingly prosperous business and trade, and will leave such a man enough to leave behind. A sharp weapon that shakes the world.
Hearing the word "Taiping", His Majesty the Emperor's eyes narrowed, and a slight chill appeared. It was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor also felt a chill just like when Fan Xian first learned the secret.
"The Taiping Bank was left to me by Si Gu Jian." Fan Xian added softly.
The emperor suddenly laughed, the laughter was full of absurdity, probably because he suddenly realized that all his respectable enemies in this world had handed over the final means of defeating him to his favorite son, This absurd fact is that this seemingly ruthless king is a little shaken.
"Your Majesty, let's take another look at Dongyi City." Fan Xian's gaze moved up from the lower right corner of the snowy field to the middle abdomen of this lonely snowy field. Over there was a pile of weeds. Just like the East China Sea in summer, it is full of big waves piercing the sky like mountains.
The emperor gradually suppressed his smile, his expression became calm and gentle, and said: "There is no need to talk about Dongyi City, but the dozen or so boys in the sword house are a bit troublesome, but they are not the enemy of the army after all."
"Ninth-rank powerhouses are useless in construction, but they are always good at destroying things, such as assassinating, destroying in the belly of my Daqing." Fan Xian looked faintly. The right middle part of the snow field.
The sound of the emperor and his question and answer continued, and the snowflakes in the Winter Palace were still falling, some fell on the strange pair of father and son, and some fell on the snow in front of them, on the weeds. .
There are no lines, no national borders, no separation between snow mountains and green grasslands on this large snow field, and there is not even a shape. However, Emperor Qing and Fan Xian, father and son, just looked at this silent and cold snow field, talking about the world.
Their eyes fell on the grassland on the left hand side, Dongyi on the right hand side, Jiangnan on the lower right side, and the Daqi territory in the north on the far side.
Wherever they see, there is the world.
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The snowflakes gradually grew larger, dancing in curls in the dilapidated palace, gradually accumulating deeper and thicker. Fan Xian's blue clothes and His Majesty's bright yellow dragon robe began to turn white, and the remnant snow in front of the two of them was covered with a thick layer of snow, and no grass traces could be seen anymore. Just like this world, the vast expanse of whiteness is really clean. In their eyes, how can there be artificial division
"I have the power to cause chaos in this world. Even if I die at this time, I can still make Your Majesty's grand plans for generations to come into this snow, which will turn into water when the sun comes out, and it will never come true again." Xian stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He had talked too much today, and his mouth was dry. He said seriously to His Majesty, "So I ask for a fair fight with Your Majesty."
"What is fairness?" His Majesty said with narrowed eyes.
"Your Majesty, please let Ruoruo leave the palace. I only have this younger sister. Please Your Majesty Yun Wan'er and my poor family go back to Danzhou to live a happy life. I only have this family. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. After my death Don't carry out a big purge, those officials and subordinates who are loyal to me are actually available." Fan Xian paused and then said with a wry smile: "If I die, they will no longer have any reason to resist the imperial court, please believe this, Your Majesty .”
The world has been condensed into a small square of snow in front of the two monarchs and ministers, and the beacon fire battlefield has been turned into this quiet imperial city. Fan Xian has done so much and said so much, it seems that he just wants to make this place as possible as possible. The rift between father and son was kept small, giving those involved a way out.
The emperor put his hands behind his back, and the snow fell on his shoulders. After a long silence, he said slightly tiredly: "I just don't understand why you did this." (If you want to know what happened next, please log in, More chapters, support the author, support genuine!)