Chapter 136 Need

Jinpu Railway, in China, has become the most important trunk railway in China's railway transportation system because it connects Tianjin, an important economic and industrial town in the north, with the capital of China. It is also the first trunk railway in China to be transformed into a 75 kg heavy track. After all, this railway carries the north and south of China.

After the outbreak of the war, the main railway artery carrying the north and south immediately fell into an unprecedented busy schedule. Hundreds of trains were walking on this railway every day. Military trains were inevitable. Of course, more were foreign trade special trains. After the outbreak of the war, the Ministry of Communications formulated the "railway priority, etc. In the "level order", the military train is naturally the first, followed by the passenger car, the second is the truck, and the priority is given in the truck. The foreign trade special train, which only appeared on the Chinese railway line after the outbreak of the war, is the priority in the truck.

In addition to these trains with different levels and different treatment, there are also some additional trains. Sometimes, maybe the level of these special trains is higher than others, but sometimes, the level of these special trains may be lower than others. For example, now, it stops at Jinan Station to give way for other trains. This blue train is inferior to other vehicles.

Nevertheless, the train is still parked next to a special platform, which shows to some extent that the train enjoys some railway privileges more or less, and the extremely conspicuous "Dragon Emblem" on the train carriage clearly reminds the military police on the platform that this is a royal train.

Outside the window of this royal train, night has fallen. It was a gloomy, dark and cold night in the north. On this railway station filled with the smell of diesel and bituminous coal, the royal train stopped quietly. As many as 16 carriages, without exception, the lights were on. Occasionally, someone would pass by the window.

On the platform, more than a dozen railway police were on duty in the distance, and near the carriage, dozens of soldiers looked around with a wary look. In this era of popular assassination politics, no one will risk the life of the owner of the train. For these soldiers, their duty is to defend this car. Passengers in trains and carriages.

In a car that is not luxurious at all, thick carpets are spread in the car, and several beautiful sofas are placed along the edge of the car. This car is not luxurious at all, and naturally it can't be compared with the moving palace. In fact, this royal train has only one royal train. It's just a reputation, and even its interior is not as good as the luxury carriages on the international intermodal line. Of course, the difference between this train and other trains is that there is only one passenger in the carriage, and as for other people, but, in ancient terms, it's just his followers.

As usual, after nightfall, Chen Moran did not like strong lights. Perhaps it was a very special job in another time and space many years ago, which made him develop a habit. At that time, in those basements, in order to complete the work in his hands, he often had to sleep under strong lights; At this moment, as a master who dominates many things, he still reacts to the strong light** - the strong light is not only dazzling, but also makes him have some unhappy memories. It can be said that there are some things that are not necessarily proud, at least for him.

As the only "passenger" in this carriage, he has almost stayed in the room of this carriage since he left Nanjing. Of course, every time he passes a station, the train will connect to the phone, and then he will personally arrange some work on the phone, which is why. This royal train has not received any priority on this railway. In fact, it is not necessary at all. After all, in order to contact Nanjing, every train at the station needs to stop, which is just a matter of time.

After stopping at Jinan Railway Station for an hour, the train started again. After the train started, Chen Moran walked to the window with melancholy, opened the curtains and stood watching the bright lights next to the station outside the window. There were yellow spots flashing in the low house in the distance. At this time, the train was towards Drive to the north.

"Oh!"

Looking at the outside of the car, Chen Moran suddenly sighed, and then he shook his head again, as if to shake off the burden of the past and dispel those painful thoughts. Thoughts, due to various problems near or far away, are too much for him, even too many to deal with, even many carefully planned things.

Just like, for the neighbor in the north, although it has been planned for a long time and deliberate, it is now that when things really happen, everything is not as simple as expected, and the most frustrating thing is that things are even more complicated than he thought!

It can be said that everything that happens in the Russian revolution and the future is more like a wake-up call. When Chen Moran is deliberately planning all this, who knows that in China, there are also people who are deliberately waiting for opportunities like Umiyanov? When he takes advantage of all this here, will he also be waiting to take advantage of possible events in the future?

At least, for Chen Moran, of course, he knows that some things are inevitable... If so, how should we avoid all that from happening?

The situation is so complicated, and it is also so simple. The reason why it is complicated is that it is impossible for him to give up power, and the reason why it is simple is that the solution to solve the problem is that he is giving up power.

Who will give up power?

Maybe he really considered this problem very seriously in the past, but now, after experiencing so many events, especially in the face of the current situation and planning for the future, it is impossible for him to give up power.

On the way of this empire towards a thousand-year empire, we still need him, a monarch with all power.

So when will you give up power?

At least for the time being, Chen Moran can't answer this question. A few years ago, he had thought that maybe after the end of the war, he might consider giving up power and becoming a virtual king. At that time, he would stand at the moral high, and history would continue to praise him. But now, after seeing some events, especially after a lot of things that have happened in the past few years, he doesn't think so, because it's not the time for the country to let go, at least now.

Indeed, it is based on his understanding of those people that he knows that if he, as the emperor, takes the initiative to give up power, then China is likely to fall into an unprecedented political struggle, and this political struggle is likely to divide the country. After all, now China's The political atmosphere is far from mature. At least for Chen Moran, what he saw and knew finally made him believe all this. He was convinced that it was not the time to give up.

So he can't give up, but he also knows that the so-called inability to give up power is actually just a reason. Deep down, he doesn't want to give up power.

"I will leave a great millennium empire to the people here!"

After talking to himself in his heart, Chen Moran sighed, leaned back against the back of the seat, and closed his eyes... Now, he is in the middle of attack on both sides. On the one hand, from the Congress he supported and the members of Congress there, he had made a promise to him, but that promise was impossible to fulfill. But they are eager for power; on the other hand, they come from intellectuals, students, the urban backbone and educated workers, who are eager to influence Congress through their own strength, so as to exert their political influence.

People always have such demands because of the different times. If he had thrown that mess to those people, what would the country look like now?

However, it is impossible for those people to think about this. They will always think about problems from their own standpoint. So where should he go in this situation?

Suddenly, there was a gurgling heel sound of leather shoes in the corridor outside the partition of the carriage. This was the female officer who came with the car. After tapping on the room, she gently opened the door. An extremely beautiful girl in palace costume, about seventeen or seventeen or eight years old, was holding a tea set in her hand. She came. Send tea.

Looking at the girl, Chen Moran, who was a little upset, motioned the girl to go out, but when he went out, he ordered.

"Let Captain Liu come in!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

minutes later, a young officer came in. He showed the kind of politeness unique to soldiers, but his expression was a little cold. After he entered the room, he only said these two words, and then fell silent.

This young officer is not an ordinary officer. He came out of the Royal Nurance Institute. Even when he was a teenager, he lived in the Chen family's mansion in Shanghai, but now he is a captain of the Military Intelligence Agency. In fact, there are many young officers similar to him, scattered in the army. All aspects... "When will the train arrive in Tianjin?"

Before the stage, Chen Moran asked casually.

"Your Majesty, the train has just crossed the Yellow River"

The young officer explained respectfully first, and then said.

"If you don't give up the line, it should be tomorrow afternoon. If your majesty needs it, you can get it at the next station and the Ministry of Transportation..."

To get in touch is to get priority access. At that time, the royal train will not need to consider issues such as giving way, but before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Chen Moran.

"There is no need for that at all!"

Before the words fell, Chen Moran said another sentence.

"Call New Yongjian and ask him to take the train south from Tianjin. You can arrange a meeting station on the map and let him get on the train at that station!"

The train was still rumbling forward. At this time, it was a dark night outside the window. This night was occasionally cut by a lonely light somewhere. In the face of this situation, thinking of the choice he made, Chen Moran felt infinite worry and helplessness... "Don't mind, this matter has been negotiated a hundred times... I won't, I won't change my mind."

Inhaling a cigar, Chen Moran replied in a hoarse but very firm tone. He deliberately looked up at New Yongjian.

"Filial piety, this time..."

After a moment of silence, Chen Moran said helplessly.

"What we may have to face is more difficult and dangerous than when we recovered. This time, if we fail, then China... I don't want to think about the future, but sometimes I have to think about it, so now that we have decided - we must do it, and we must do it well!"

"Your Majesty, he said that if he does it, if he wants to do it well, he may need some legal support."

Thinking of the old friend's request, there was a smile on his face. New Yongjian was always somewhat disappointed with the changes of his old friend.

"Oh..."

Nodded. Although he did not ask what kind of legal support was needed, for Chen Moran, he knew that if he wanted public opinion to become the mouthpiece of the political axe, the political axe had to do something. For this, he could not be said to understand it. After all, it is difficult for people in this era to imagine that the whole country's public opinion What does a voice look like, and he has long been used to him, and that kind of voice relies on the law.

"Well, public opinion!"

Chen Moran said seriously and even word by word. As he spoke, he picked up a newspaper from the table, casually turned over a few pages, and then pointed to an article and said.

"Public opinion, if it is completely controlled by us and receives legal support, perhaps, a voice has been reached, but there is no way to supervise the political axe. I hope that public opinion can play a role, so as to help us gain the support of the people, instead of hoping to control public opinion. In the end, we are complacent and complacent. When you get big, you will eventually go to extinction!"

After expressing his views on this matter and the initial starting point, Chen Moran changed his words again.

"Now let me make it clear that the law will not crack down on the existing public opinion. I want to frankly say that if there is no freedom of public opinion, then our power will not be monitored and questioned in the future..."

Putting the newspaper in his hand in place, Chen Moran stood up like a spring, walked around the moving room for a while, and smoothed his hair with a mechanical gesture.

"So, my dream of building a thousand-year empire..."

With a pause, Chen Moran's expression became serious.

"Maybe, it's just a dream. In the end, everything will be beaten back to its original form. This is not what I want to see, nor is it our final point."

Because he had known the consequences of doing so, Chen Moran then said decisively.

"Tell him that it is impossible to get legal support, because the law is fair to everyone and the same for public opinion. What I need is for him to dominate public opinion, not to suppress it - this is what we need. In this way, we can at least guarantee that public opinion will not be for us. It is used by the enemy.

Public opinion, the reason why I agree to amnesty for the person who almost betrayed me is that considering the challenges that China may face in the future, the pressure of public opinion from all parties, especially over the years, the country's indulgence of public opinion is likely to cause people to use "public opinion" to crack down on political axes, and even control Create revolutionary emotions, so he needs that "old subordinate". After all, he may be his own student for that industry, but he is extremely talented!

Listening to Your Majesty's request, New Yongjian just kept nodding his head and saying yes. In many cases, New Yongjian, who regards His Majesty as his mentor, never doubts anything about His Majesty's words, and as long as it is what His Majesty has been assigned, he will make every effort to do it well. At this time, his words are also as powerful as in the past:

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will definitely tell him your words!"

"T tell him, in addition..."

After thinking for a moment, Chen Moran said with a smile.

"This tells him that public opinion, in the final analysis, who has more financial resources, can really control it! So..."

After taking a sip of cigar and spitting out the smoke, he said with a smile.

"Every month, he can get five million yuan, and my only request is..."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to make the only request!"

The speech reminded His Majesty that New Yongjian closed his words and then said solemnly.

"The only thing you need is a satisfactory result... As for what he should do, we have already talked about this matter, which is a prerequisite for his ultimate freedom."

Listening to New Yongjian's answer, Chen Moran smiled. He did not continue this topic further. Now he can be more or less relieved.

"Okay, filial piety, you have worked hard this time!"

He nodded with satisfaction. Chen Moran knew that if the plan was successful, he could at least prevent something from happening in China.

"I think everything will go smoothly, but I hope to see the result as soon as possible, a result that will satisfy me."

While putting forward this expectation, Chen Moran approached the wine cabinet beside him. Maybe the carriage looked a little simple, but at least there was everything he needed. From it, he took out a large bottle of open wine and two upside-down goblets - Chen Moran personally filled three for himself and New Yongjian. About ten grams of brandy, and then he looked at New Yongjian and smiled:

"Come on, filial piety, we kings and ministers, we haven't had a toast for a long time. Now let's have a toast to success..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The two wine glasses touched each other and made a pleasant sound. The sound was not loud, but the crisp sound still echoed in the carriage for a while...

(to be continued)