Chapter 607 The Battle between the Emperor and the Prime Minister--
"Why?!" Not to mention Zhao Yi, even Wang Shuxiang, one of Liang Pengfei's wives who heard the good news just now and looked happy, was surprised. How many people know the news now? Liang Pengfei still stared at Zhao Yi, who raised the question, and asked.
"At present, there are only Laochen and the relevant personnel of the Intelligence Agency." Zhao Yi replied quickly.
"Wang Jing, you should contact the Intelligence Bureau immediately, and the relevant information should be strictly controlled. As for the negotiation, we agree, but everything must be kept secret and not leaked. Liang Pengfei's serious face made Wang Jing realize the serious surname of the matter, and immediately turned around and left the office without saying a word.
"Your Majesty, why on earth did you do this?!" Zhao Yi couldn't help shouting in a low voice with dissatisfaction. Why doesn't the news that inspires the people of the world spread to the world, but should be kept secret and not public?
"The topic we just talked about doesn't seem to be over yet, Prime Minister." Liang Pengfei drew a circle in mid-air with the cigar that had just been lit in his hand, swinging out an irregular smoke ring.
Zhao Yi sat opposite Liang Pengfei and said angrily, "Yes, Your Majesty, but there seems to be no connection between the two, right? The old minister really can't figure it out that such a thing that greatly inspires the people's heart is secret.
Liang Pengfei smashed his mouth and looked at the difficult old man in front of him. Yes, the difficult old man. However, his ability is still very good, and he is also the Prime Minister of the Empire. His idea is still to communicate with him. If he can be persuaded, then, it is indeed twice the result with half the effort to do such things. Evalence.
After Liang Pengfei thought about it for a while, he smiled and said, "First, well, I'd better call you Mr. Zhao, so kind."
"Your Majesty's title is like this, I really dare not be," Zhao Yi snorted, but the coldness on his face melted a lot. After all, Liang Pengfei's ability to call himself like this still made Zhao Yi a little proud.
"Ha ha, you're welcome. Before I ascended the throne, you and I were familiar with each other. I believe that no one else dares to talk too much." Liang Pengfei reached out and stroked his short hair like a steel needle. Mr. Zhao, in fact, it's not that I don't want to spread this news to the world, but it's not the right time. At least, the news that the world is completely Jingning should be deferred for a year to a year and a half before the world will be known. Because I don't want the people of the empire to regard this place as their hometown.
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"Your Majesty, you want to..." Zhao Yi couldn't help taking a deep breath. In the blink of an eye, he already understood the reason why Liang Pengfei did this.
"Yes, I just want to migrate more displaced people. My goal is 30 million, and now it is nearly one-third away from the completion of the goal. Therefore, the Gansu, Shaanxi, Sichuan and Huguang regions are still war areas, and they are not allowed to enter!" Liang Pengfei grinned, revealing his clean white teeth, and his smile was as gentle as jade. But in Zhao Yi's eyes, he felt that this guy was more insidious and annihirated than any old and sly official he had seen for decades.
Zhao Yi couldn't help swallowing his saliva and felt that his throat was so dry that it was about to burst into flames. Next to him, Wang Shuxiang cleverly took Liang Pengfei's signal and handed over a cup of tea. Zhao Yi quickly took the thanks respectfully.
After sipping a big sip of hot tea, Zhao Yi opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to express his thoughts. Yes, Liang Pengfei, the imperial emperor, was really a little shameless. Well... It should be quite shameless.
"I know, does Mr. Zhao think that my practice is no different from the arbitrariness of the ancient emperor?" Liang Pengfei rolled his eyes and spewed out a thick white smoke from his mouth, like a winding white dragon in the room, and the faint fragrance of tobacco was smoked.
Looking at Zhao Yi, who was silently looking at the rising hot tea cup, Liang Pengfei continued to ask himself, "Or Mr. Zhao, you think that I have done this and destroyed some of the things I promised you before, don't you?"
Liang Pengfei's tone was not high, but Wang Shuxiang could feel the anger brewing in her husband's words. She stretched out her hand worriedly and fell on Liang Pengfei's arm.
Liang Pengfei turned his face, looked at the wife who was worried about him, smiled, and gently patted the back of her hand, indicating that he was fine. In exchange, Wang Shuxiang's gentle and charming smile, the black-and-white eyes, and the gorgeous red lips seem to be **. Well... If he hadn't been trying to convince the old man that if this was not his own office, Liang Pengfei really wanted to go back in a further way. In response to this beautiful girl's concern for herself.
"Your Majesty, I know that you are thinking about my China and the empire, but I think it's not right." After a long time, the tea cup in his hand seemed to have become slightly cold. Zhao Yi raised his head and looked at Liang Pengfei and said in a low voice.
The cigar in Liang Pengfei's hand had been burned in half, and the light at the cigarette butt was dim. Liang Pengfei's fingers gently tapped on the armrest of the sofa, as if waiting for Zhao Yi's follow-up.
Zhao Yi took another sip of tea and sat down solemnly. Your Majesty may have forgotten that the old minister is the prime minister of the empire, the prime minister, and the prime minister, who has the power and responsibility to assist the emperor, lead the bureaucracy, and take charge of government affairs. Your Majesty wants to bear this heavy responsibility for the world's plan. Is it because he is not worried about the old minister?
Liang Pengfei looked at the imperial prime minister who looked at him calmly. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a stream of comfort and emotion in his eyes.
However, Zhao Yi still continued to say to himself, "The old minister thinks that for the world, for my China can have a wider territory in the future, I ask your majesty's permission to block the news about the former Qing remnants and the white lotus rebels."
"No, I'm the emperor. I came up with this idea first." Liang Pengfei couldn't help frowning slightly. He admired Zhao Yi, an old man, for his idea that he wanted to take all the responsibilities on him, but Liang Pengfei couldn't do so.
"It's true that you are the emperor, but please don't forget that the old minister is the prime minister, and the government affairs of the world are all handled by the old minister." Zhao Yi rolled his eyes, but his tone was as hard as a stone.
Liang Pengfei stood up at the corner of his eyes. Mr. Zhao, I'm thinking of you. How can you treat my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs..."
A fierce verbal battle started again between the two senior officials of the empire. Like a shrew scolding the street, the "power" struggle that was unwilling to show weakness began again.
Wang Shuxiang covered his plump red lips and stared at the beautiful apricot eyes in disbelief. He watched the old man and the young man roll up his sleeves and fished his clothes, slapped the table and spit on the bench. At this time, Wang Jing, who had just been ordered to handle the affairs and returned to the door of the office, heard the quarrel from inside. He couldn't help scratching his scalp and looked speechless. It's starting again..."
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"Your Majesty, you shouldn't do this to Mr. Zhao. After all, he is also for your sake." Sitting in the gently shaking carriage, Wang Shuxiang sat on his side, gently comforting Liang Pengfei, who was still sad. From time to time, there were old hooligans, thousands of knives and other complaints in his mouth. His little hands were rubbing Liang Pengfei's forehead and temples.
"Of course I know that, but can't the old guy speak more beautifully? Something was wrong with a few words, and he stared at the young master. Damn it, if it hadn't been for him as a dry and thin monkey, I, hum..." Liang Pengfei moved his buttocks comfortably to make himself lie more comfortably, and gently rubbed his hands on the slender waist of Wang Shuxiang. In addition, there are no outsiders here. Don't call me Your Majesty, my husband.
"Husband..." Although he made a name with Liang Pengfei as early as in Yanjing, Wang Shuxiang, who had not been married for half a year, was still a little uncomfortable with Liang Pengfei's intimate behavior anytime and anywhere. The big hand full of heat made Wang Shuxiang feel that his slender waist was a little weak.
There was a trace of shame and panic in those dark eyes, and the voice was also like talking in the cold winter wind, which made people feel inaudible: "There is someone outside."
"Ha ha, I know for my husband, Xiang girl, how are your father and others these days?" Liang Pengfei knew that Wang Shuxiang's face was tender, and his big hand stopped rubbing, but he did not take it back, while diverting Wang Shuxiang's attention.
"My father has been very energetic during this period. Those Huai merchants and Hui merchants have now joined hands to run factories. My father wrote that he has run two textile factories, and he can start work in about a month or two months." Wang Shuxiang's watery eyes looked at Liang Pengfei and whispered.
"There are only two rooms? No way." Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be stunned. Your father is at least a rich man in Huai Shang. How did he set up two factories?
Hearing Liang Pengfei's question, Wang Shuxiang smiled proudly and said, "Look at what you said, husband. You don't know that my father runs a woolen mill in Datong, and a cotton mill in Xi'an. They are all large factories with almost tens of thousands of employees."
"No wonder." Liang Pengfei couldn't help but secretly smash his tongue in his heart. Such a large factory can't be done without hundreds of thousands of taels or even millions of silver at all. His old father-in-law can really spend money. You know, now, in the in the inland areas of the empire, large enterprises close to or more than 10,000 people are at most 20, and its In China, Guangdong Commercial Group accounts for nearly two-thirds, and Pan Bingjie's father is even more generous. At the junction of Guangdong and Annan alone, he owns a steel processing factory with more than 10,000 people and a cement factory.
Nowadays, among the several major commercial groups in the Chinese Empire, Guangdong Commercial Group has the momentum of the leader. The biggest credit for all this is still counted on Liang Pengfei. I have to say that Pan Youdu, the boss of the thirteenth line, is indeed very With an investment vision, I don't have the loneliness of those years, and I'm afraid I can't change the rapid development of today.
It is because Liang Pengfei's two old father-in-laws are businessmen, and Liang Pengfei vigorously promoted and valued business long before the rebellion, and there was no discrimination against industrial and commercial people. Therefore, in the business world, Liang Pengfei, the emperor, has a good popularity.
In this world, it is not only the scholars in charge of the family, but also the scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. Among these four classes, the worst impression of Liang Pengfei is probably the scholar class, while the other three classes are full of good impression on Liang Pengfei, the emperor who can give direct and practical benefits. In addition, those celebrities are now in order to To get promoted and make a fortune, I had to work hard to unite around Liang Pengfei. In addition, the military power of the whole empire was completely concentrated in the hands of Liang Pengfei. Therefore, it can be said that although the Chinese empire has only been built for less than a year, its foundation has been stable far beyond many dynasties in ancient China.
At this point, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be proud, especially when the old man Zhao Yi, who analyzed the general trend of the world for him at that time, told himself this result, Liang Pengfei's bones were three taels lighter on the spot.
"Husband, what are you thinking about? He looks bad. Looking at Liang Pengfei's bad smile, Wang Shuxiang couldn't help saying angrily, and his fingers gently flicked Liang Pengfei's forehead.
"I didn't think about anything. I just thought of some interesting things. Well, your father is right. You know that the country is now about to increase its control over the northern region. Large woolen mills can not only absorb those people who have no land, but also increase trade with the Mongolians in the north, and wait for those guys on horseback. I tasted the sweetness, hehe..." Liang Pengfei's smile changed again, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a demon who tempted people to throw his soul into the stinky ditch.
(to be continued)