Chapter 16 North Nan'an

In a blink of an eye, on New Year's Eve, there was just a snowfall, and the snow-covered land became thicker and thicker. In almost every city, town and village in China, at night, the sound of firecrackers sounded from time to time set off a peaceful atmosphere, a feeling of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

But, it's almost! Not all of them. Although the heart of the Qing Dynasty, the capital, has entered the night, there is no peaceful atmosphere set off by the sound of firecrackers, let alone the joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. Occasionally, a little firecrackers came from the street, but the people on the street hid everywhere, for fear of meeting the wolf-like Eight-Nation Alliance, which robbed the silver, stained the body, and took their lives.

The ancient capital, after staged the psychedelic drama for a period of time, now it is the turn of a tragic ending. The royal relatives and ministers who committed suicide in the whole family came to "usually sit quietly and talk about their surnames, and hug the king when they are in danger." But all the sorrows are useless. Chinese history has never lacked such an irresponsible way of death. What is personal life?

For these princes and nobles, if they lack political wisdom for the overall situation of the country, it is insignificant to use their lives as weights in times of crisis.

In the end, after the old women staged a big drama in the capital, and brazenly declaring war on the eleven countries, with the breaking of the city of the Eight-Nation Alliance, there must be someone to clean up this mess, and there must be someone in this hell.

After half a year, after the eight-nation coalition broke the city, the capital of the Qing Dynasty was no longer under the jurisdiction of the Qing Dynasty. The eight-nation coalition army was reading troops in the palace. The sound of "Da, Da" military boots shocked the last face of the ancient empire. Even Lizi did not leave a measure, and the whole capital was occupied by each [***] division.

However, in this big four or nine cities, there are two small courtyards under the jurisdiction of the Qing Dynasty, which were chartered by the Allied Command on the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 18th. The two small courtyards, one is the Xianliang Temple where Li Hongzhang lives, and the other is to participate in the discussions and negotiations with the coalition forces with Li Hongzhang. Prince Qing's Mansion.

"It's New Year's Eve!"

The old man who had been meditating in the ** fire kang suddenly looked up and asked. This person was Li Hongzhang, who was known as "Qin Hui, a traitor, and Li Hongzhang, a traitor to the country". He was summoned to the capital by Cixi to clean up the mess.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhang Yi, who was beside him, answered respectfully.

"Outside, why can't I hear the shooting... Hey!"

Before he finished his words, Li Hongzhang gave a long sound, calmed down, supported himself, and got up.

"Your Excellency, it's cold outside, don't..."

Before Zhang Yi finished speaking, Li Hongzhang, who had got out of bed, put on his clothes and pushed the door and walked out. Zhang Yi hurriedly followed him.

He staggered to the courtyard and looked at the dark night. The strange silence on New Year's Eve made Li Hongzhang feel extremely painful.

Li Hongzhang, who has been "quanturing the material resources of China and making the joy of the country" for several months, entered Beijing. The first thing he saw was the tragic scene after the robbery of the Eight-Nation Alliance: "The capital is unbearable. Except for the palace, there is no escape."

The Eight-Nation Alliance not only divided an ancient civilized capital into a "wilderness", but also divided the area in Yanjing City, occupied it in sections, and carried out direct military colonial rule. During this period, he burned and killed silver and plundered all kinds of evil. For this, he could only watch. Even on the way to the embassy, when the coalition soldiers plundered his wives and daughters, he only Can stand it.

All countries only recognize the residences of the two pole ministers, Yi Qian and Li Hongzhang, as Chinese places, and the rest are regarded as "foreign jurisdictions". In fact, even Yi Li and Li Hongzhang, as Chinese plenipotentiary ministers, escaped the military control of foreign countries! Yiqi's house is guarded by a soldier with a gun, and the gate of Xianliang Temple where he is staying is guarded by Russian soldiers.

As a foreigner said, Yi Li is "like a prisoner", and as for himself, he is "actually a prisoner of courtesy". Thinking about the ugliness of the great powers like wolves when they were discussing the amount of compensation with the great powers today, and then looking up at the starry sky, Li Hongzhang couldn't help sighing again.

"This day... I'm afraid it's going to change!"

Speaking, he almost staggered forward step by step. On the snow reflected by the light in the room, only one old man walked with difficulty.

North, what is happening in the north is not important to Chen Moran, who is sitting in the south facing north and lying in front of the table. No matter what is happening there, it has nothing to do with him. To be precise, in his opinion, what has happened is powerless and cannot be changed. For him, The most important problem now is the immediate problem.

Imperial Mark, French Franc, Ruble, US Dollar...

Under the incandescent lamp, the desktop is prominently placed the circulating currencies of the world's powerful countries. Chen Moran, lying on the table, is carefully studying the currencies of these large and small countries. Compared with the legal currencies of these powerful countries, the market of silver dollar coupons and silver coupons is too narrow and the circulation is limited. If you want to make a lot of money, you can only make money from foreign paper money. Put your brain.

This is the conclusion reached by Chen Moran after a few days of research.

"This..."

Check the dollar in your hand carefully if it is not a banknote exchanged from Citibank. Chen Moran, who has long been used to the anti-counterfeiting of the dollar in later generations, almost thought he was holding counterfeit money.

Even the 100-yuan dollar banknote does not have the usual watermark on European-style notes, and there is no two-color artificial fiber on the mark and franc. To some extent, it is even simpler than the silver dollar coupon of China-Russia Daosheng Bank he printed before.

"US dollar!"

Chen Muran kept staring at the dollar notes in his hand. Compared with the complex paper-patterned European banknotes, the dollar is quite simple. Only the gravure printing is needed, the back is lithographic offset printing, and the color of the dollar is single, which means that he only needs to use a roller, and even the time of making plates on the back can be saved. .

"The remaining rolling holes are enough to print six versions of 1, 5, 10, 20, 50 and 100 yuan!"

Chen Moran, who found the New World, whispered to himself. Of course, if he wanted to do so, provided that he was willing.

"I'm going to exchange dollars tomorrow!"

Looking at the dollar on the table, Chen Moran muttered almost with golden eyes.

The reason why we are exchanging US dollars is to use software to calculate the distribution rules of US dollar serial numbers. This software was designed in the name of mathematical research by a software company for 300,000 yuan. The reason why we took great pains to make these preparations at the beginning is to avoid the tragedy of DF. Ordinary banknote builders will never be there. As for the number, many people end up falling on this inconspicuous number. Although it is time-consuming to print the number alone, it can make counterfeit banknotes more perfect and more irregular, so as to avoid a special blow.

In this era, it is important to change the rule of counting numbers, because these counterfeit coins are not to get fraudulent in the market. If Chen Moran is the kind of fake money, just like the silver dollar coupon he previously printed, he can even deposit it directly into the bank.

"Deposit counterfeit money directly into the bank!"

Thinking of Chen Moran's face, he smiled and fantasized about the mountain of US dollars printed from his factory before he closed his eyes, and then loaded them in the car and sent them to the bank to deposit them directly.

"Maybe..."

He looked up at the machine in the factory outside the container and looked at the beam above the machine.

"You should hang a slogan there later, um... the Federal Reserve Bank of China Shanghai Banknote Printing Factory!"

Lie down **, covered with a thick new quilt. Looking at Fangliang Lin Yuqing, he felt that Zhou's body was really sweating warmly. He twisted his arms in the quilt, and the painful feeling made him frown.

"It's like a dream!"

Although it has been four days, until now, Lin Yuqing still feels that all this seems to be like a dream. Four days ago, he was still waiting on the street with hunger and cold, but now he really came to his house with the kind-hearted person who bought him.

And what surprised him most was that the young master actually brought Xiao Liu and Si back together. Although the house was not big, the four beds were a little crowded, but the new bed, new legs and new quilts were just like a new home, a new home.

This is my home!

"No, Brother Qing, you said that in the last life, we were burning high incense!"

Xiao Liu next to him moved his lower body and answered.

"Huh?"

"You see, the young master took us home. It's been four days, four days and five nights, and fourteen meals. Not to mention a meal of white rice, one person also had a bowl of cabbage and braised pork. This Spring Festival, the chicken, duck, fish and meat are all gone. The young master gave us a foreign dollar of New Year's money for each other. It's not a previous life. Gao Xiang, yes, we are dreaming!"

"Ouch!"

As soon as Xiao Liu's voice fell, there was a sound of pain in the quilt around his head.

The keyhole that came out of the quilt grinned at his Liuzi and Qingge. First, he smiled, then stretched out his arm and turned a piece of blue on his arm.

"Brother Liuzi, dream... it doesn't hurt!"

"Thirteen o'clock, that's as twisted as you!"

"Hey hey, Brother Liuzi, I'm afraid I really respond to Brother Qing's words. Don't be a dream! I was afraid that I would wake up from a dream. As soon as I opened my eyes, I went back to the shack!"

Rubbing the bruises on his arm, the key eye's face was serious.

"Brother Liuzi, why do you think the young master is so kind to us!"

"You have met kind-hearted people! The third master is a good man, and the young master must also be a good man! Good people are good to people. Why? Let's just remember it."

Listening to the sound from the door, Lin Yuqing looked at it. **'s quilt moved, and the man turned his back to himself. He knew that the Zhu and Liang brothers and sisters brought back by the third master were telling the truth. The young master was a good man, otherwise he would not have brought everyone here. He just needed to remember the young master's kindness.