27 fu sheng 5

Tang Yuewan straightened the tea set and went downstairs to clean it. When he walked out of the door, he took a serious look at Feng Xiaoyu. Most of Li Xiang's subordinates were young people like him, full of vitality and full of ideal enthusiasm. Even if the office is boring and tedious clerical work, it is also full of revolutionary enthusiasm and enthusiasm. All things are full of historical responsibility and significance because of the revolution. Tang Yuewan sighed that revolutionaries must be people who transcend the limitations of the times. Great revolutionaries like Mr. Sun Yat-sen are great, and the revolutionary comrades here are also great. There is no difference in revolution. The revolutionary comrades gathered together, inspired by Li Xiang's personal heroism, more the call for the banner of national justice, and the sense of historical responsibility that broke out in the face of the crisis of the Chinese nation. At present, in the face of the dying struggle of the rotten Manqing Dynasty, the Beiyang water and land army went south as fierce as a tiger. In the face of the upcoming bloody war, it was still full of optimistic spirit. From top to bottom, no one showed panic and still did what he should do.

In fact, no revolutionary comrades know in their hearts that as revolutionaries, how can it become a revolutionary cause without perseverance and perseverance! The revolution should be martyred with one's life and reward the country with life. It should have the determination to throw head and shed blood. The Beiyang Army went south, but only the revolutionary army fought with death. How long can the rotten and incompetent Manqing court make a dying struggle? What nation can resist the determination of 40,000 compatriots?

Tang Yuewan hurried downstairs, still thinking about it in his heart. He was really a little worried about Li Xiang, but looking at the previous heartless wandering in the street, he should have been prepared for a long time. When chatting with him, Li Xiang's abacus hit Yuan Shikai's head. He must have figured out the situation here for a long time. Tang Yuewan was relieved and worried about him here. It's better to make him a good tea.

Feng Xiaozhen saw Tang Yuewan downstairs and couldn't help sighing that the marshal was really a good fortune and a good vision. He has been in charge of Xinhua Ocean for years and has a wide range of business contacts. Naturally, he also has the opportunity to get to know Miss Tang. She has an elegant temperament, and all the people she has met are fascinated by her, and at the same time, she feels a headache for her maverickness. Miss Tang's uniqueness, maybe only her own marshal will not have a headache. It seems that she is still very happy. It's really a strange hobby. However, it's nothing more than this. There are still many strange hobbies of the marshal.

Li wanted to look at Feng Xiaoyu, who was a nymphomaniac, and there was a wave in his heart. Feng Xiaoqi is a person with super self-control, and he was actually enchanted by a little girl! Is it because the life of abstinence has been going on for too long and the taste has begun to become distorted? No, it should have evolved to be close to the taste of modern people. Li thought that he was happy that his subordinates had the same taste as himself, and there was a common topic in the future.

"Xiao Yu, don't stand at the door in a daze, come in quickly." Li wanted to be in a good mood and had the impulse to have a drink with his subordinates. When he spoke, he immediately opened the cupboard where he hid wine, and took out a bottle of ceramic sealed Guizhou Moutai. Li wanted to take two small wine glasses and pointed to the sofa, "Sit casually."

When Feng Xiaozhen saw Li Xiang, who was in a good mood, his embarrassed and nervous mood just now also eased. As soon as he sat on the soft leather sofa, the comfortable and lazy feeling swept over his whole body, and his tight shoulders relaxed in an instant. The sofa was really a good seat to relax.

Li wanted to put the wine and glass on the coffee table in front of the sofa, sat down beside Feng Xiaoqi, patted him on the shoulder, "Relax and have a drink."

He was patted on Feng Xiaoyu's shoulder by Li Xiang's hand, and his waist and back were immediately reflexively straight. I dare not drink during working hours. I heard that the general has come back to report on his work.

Feng Xiaoqi removed the wine and glass from the coffee table and put a dozen thick documents on it. Li wanted to see the dense traditional Chinese characters, and his scalp was numb. There were hundreds of documents.

Li wanted to roll his throat knot and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. I've handed over the government affairs to you. You can make your own decisions about small things. You don't have to wait for me to decide. How to divide the size and level of government affairs? Please show me the regulations. I will inspect these small things regularly in the future.

"It's my negligence, but the large and small government levels need a charter, and the artificial subjective judgment is too flexible." Feng Xiaoqi took out his notebook and wrote it down.

"That's right!" Li wanted to push the dozen official documents in front of Feng Xiaoyu and fill their wine glasses with Maotai liquid. Leaning comfortably on the sofa and tasting a mellow fragrance, "Revolution does not mean to live a hard life, but to let the people live a comfortable and beautiful life like me. I don't object to comrades enjoying their private lives, but they also have principles and can't be brought to work. Work has a work style.

"So are we working or having fun now?" The pen in Feng Xiaoqi's hand did not stop, but his eyes also stared at the cup of Maotai on the coffee table. The Maotai liquid is mellow and seems to have permeated the whole room, and the hidden wine worms are also seduced.

Li wanted to take a look at the west window. The sunset passed through the new glass window, and the oblique beam of light fell on the red carpet, and the fine dust floated up and down, which was clearly visible. Now it's time to get off work, it's time for pleasure, but pleasure can also not forget work. Whenever the revolution needs us, we need to let go of rest and enjoy ourselves.

Feng Xiaoyu put down the pen in his hand, picked up the cup and tasted it. He also leaned comfortably on the sofa and nodded as if he understood, "Da Shuai, I understand."

Li wanted to gently turn the wine glass in his hand, "I don't know enough, I have to take action."

"Aren't I practicing?" Feng Xiaoqi gently shook the wine glass in his left hand, and his right hand was still writing.

Li Xiang sighed, but why didn't he understand? Looking at Feng Xiaoyu's puzzled face, Li Xiang decided to say it directly. I mean, it's about your personal style. How long are you going to fight? At least it's time to find a girlfriend now, right? I think you like Tang Yuewan very much. I asked her to introduce her friend to you.

Feng Xiaoqi was completely tired of Li Xiang's words, and he was reluctant to spit out the Maotai liquid in his mouth. The result of forcibly swallowing it was that his lungs were burning like fire, in exchange for his coughing hard. Feng Xiaoyu calmed down for a while, and the flush on his face gushed out. Marshal, I really can't stand this type of girl, Miss Tang, and only an extraordinary person like you can stand it. I prefer the tradition.

Li wanted to be disappointed. He thought that Feng Xiaoyu's taste had changed. Unexpectedly, he was still keeping pace with this era.

At this time, Tang Yuewan came in with the washed tea set and said proudly, "Marshal, let me show you my tea-making skills. What kind of wine do you drink in broad daylight?"

She smelled the strong mellow fragrance in the room. When she saw the Maotai on the coffee table and the cup in their hands, she felt a little angry. He grabbed the cup in their hands and put away Maotai on the coffee table. The two men are really powerless to resist, and they have to let her do it. This is Li Xiang's feeling that Feng Xiaoyu's taste still has some truth.

Tang Yuewan began to be busy making tea. Li Xiang didn't know the tea ceremony and couldn't get his hands in. The back of Tang Yuewan, who was lying on the sofa, was also happy with himself.

Feng Xiaoyu took the opportunity to push a dozen official documents in front of him to Li Xiang. "These are actually selected by me, and I think they are important documents for you to issue in person."

It seems that these official documents must be processed today, or Feng Xiaojian will not stop. Li wanted to hold it in his hand, and the top one was "Declaration of the Crimes of Manchuqing". There are a total of eight crimes, including "to make the Han people forever reduced to slaves of the Qing Dynasty", "cutting the ointment of my people and sucking the blood of my people", and also writing very classical Chinese.

Feng Xiaojian explained on the side: "In fact, there are many official documents here that were issued by the Wuchang City Advisory Bureau, and our people copied them. I think this is a very good measure to win the hearts of the people. We will slightly modify these orders, and then sign the name of the general, and Yangxia people will write down the general of Li, not Li Dudu. Marshal, you said that revolution is inseparable from the masses, and I have always remembered it.

Li Xiang felt a burst of complacency. Feng Xiaoqi was so reliable that he didn't have to worry about anything. As long as it can unite the hearts of the people of Hubei Province and carry Beiyang, it is more than enough.

Li wanted to continue to turn down, took Feng Xiaoyu's Parker pen, and signed it while turning over. There are announcements and telegrams. Suing the Han compatriots as Manchurian generals advised the Han generals in the Qing army anyway: "We are all Chinese. Now one is the generals of the Chinese National Army, and the other is the generals of the Manchurian government... Although he stands in opposition, his friendship is still there, and his mind is not at odds.

"The Governor's Telegram" advises the governors of all provinces anyway: "Fortunately, your ministers should not be restrained by the emperors and ministers, and they will be worried for the world."

The "Tax exemption announcement" announced the exemption of all evil taxes in Hubei: except for salt, tobacco, alcohol, sugar and earth paste, all unified donation bureau cards will be abolished forever; except for customs, all customs will be abolished forever; this year's busy Ding Cao will be exempted; all miscellaneous donations, except for those used by local governments, will be exempted.

"The "Ediction of Government Affairs and Autonomous Offices of Prefectures and Autonomous Offices in Hubei Province" announced that all local governments in Hubei should be changed to republican government, requiring all Qing officials from all over the country to submit fake seals and wait for employment; those who are unwilling to hand over the seal and listen to their freedom after handing over the seal; "those who are suitable for people and land, and those who rely on the people rely on" can stay in office after being recommended by the autonomous public.

"Notice to City, Town and Township Autonomous Staff" requires all urban, town and township autonomous organizations to quickly raise self-protection plans: "Go to organize group training, guard the township, the poor work, and the rich lose money. Even if the people who have nothing to do, they have a place to eat, and a rich family should be preserved."

There are many such announcements and telegrams later. Although these are Feng Xiaozhen's preparations at the beginning of the uprising, they can be sorted out and put in front of Li Xiang in an afternoon, which is surprisingly efficient.

Feng Xiaozhen looked at Li and wanted to sign in later, but he signed it without looking at it. He was anxious, and his trust in his subordinates could not be like this. Marshal, you have to take a look, too.

"If there is anything that needs special ideas, just say it. I'm listening." Li thought that the pen in his hand did not stop, and it was still the same.

Feng Xiaoqi is very helpless. "Now it's a little troublesome for finance, industry and commerce. Before the uprising, the Hubei Official Money Bureau issued money tickets, silver dollar tickets and silver tickets issued by banks such as transportation and commerce. After the uprising, it was the Republic of China. Who believes these Qing Dynasty banknotes? Today, people are lined up in long queues of major banks and bankers for silver dollars and copper coins. If it happens again tomorrow, it will definitely cause a shortage of money and panic in the market.

"The market is already panicking! No wonder the street is so lively. That's it. Lixiang wrote a pen and frowned rarely.

Feng Xiaozhen took out a document from Li Xiang's hand and put it in Li Xiang's hand. "The way to deal with the Wuchang military government is to send a note stating that the banknotes pass as usual and asking all walks of life to stop the run. The military government accepted the request of the Wuchang Chamber of Commerce, set up a business exchange office, and dissed 100,000 copper yuan to help the market.

Li Xiang meditated, frowning and stretching. This is just an expedient measure. We need to replace the old banknotes with our own paper money to really stabilize the market. However, this will wait until the situation is a little stable and the Beiyang army retreats. Isn't our Xinhua Ocean Bank also issuing a small amount of money tickets? In this way, several official banks in Hankou were forcibly merged, the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China was established, and new banknotes were issued: RMB. The bank implements a joint-stock system and is open to the public. Xinhua Yangxing also wants to become a major shareholder, so that it can play a leading role and better control the financial lifeline of Hankou. Remember, these national lifelines related to the national economy and people's livelihood must be in our own hands.

I don't know when Parker in Li Xiang's hand returned to Feng Xiaoyu's hand. He was writing crazily on his notebook that every word of the marshal was really the golden rule. At this time, the sunset could no longer be inclined, and it was impossible to enter the room through the glass window, and the office became a little dim. Feng Xiaoqi unconsciously put his nose on the notebook. At this time, he suddenly felt a light in his eyes and put a red candle on the coffee table in front of him. The silver candlestick clearly inverted the outline of Feng Xiaoyu's face. He subconsciously looked up and met Tang Yue's pure eyes like autumn water, rippling in the candlelight, like a dream.

Feng Xiaoqi quickly staggered his eyes and hurriedly said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. The candlestick is for me." Li wanted to say this as a matter of course, but it also solved Feng Xiaoyu's embarrassment. As for Miss Tang Yuewan, she didn't know what embarrassment was at all, but looked at Feng Xiaoyu with great fun.

Li wanted to see that there were still some documents in his hand that had not been signed, and he naturally said to Tang Yuewan, "Go and get me a pen on my desk."

Tang Yuewan's slender little finger pointed to Li Xiang's forehead, smiling and floating on the corners of his mouth. You really have to take an inch."