Chapter 200 is full of emotion

However, the day had just dawned, but the street was already a little hot, and the first group of guests had drunk their tea and were ready to leave, and before they could step out of the door, the second group of guests had already paced into the teahouse, and sat down to the courteous greetings of the fellows.

There are more than 500 streets in Chengdu, but there are more than 400 teahouses in the city, with an average of one teahouse on each street, which can be seen from the obsession of the people of Chengdu with tea.

The teahouses in Chengdu are still slightly different from the teahouses in the city of Běijīng, most of the teahouses in Chengdu do not have a bookstore, purely by selling tea to make a profit, as for the few teahouses with a bookstore, most of them are because of poor management, and they cannot be maintained by selling tea alone, so please ask Mr. Storyteller to take care of the field, so that the Chengdu Teahouse either does not have a storyteller, if there is a storyteller, then there must be a unique job, which can make the tea customer willing to pay more for the book to cool the ears of the "pretty mouth".

The "Guangxiang Pavilion" near the Shanxi Hall is a teahouse with a bookstore, and the storyteller is the famous "Qin Er Mazi", Mr. Qin's best thing is the bamboo piano rap, the buckle strings are accurate, the voice is clear, and it is a must within a hundred miles of Chengdu, plus the water used in the teahouse tea is the famous Wangjiang Lou Xue Gongjing brought up, so this Guangxiang Pavilion is always full of customers, because the tea is expensive, the guests who drink tea here are basically gentlemen, and there are several ticket numbers and money villages on this street, This Guangxiang Pavilion actually also serves as the corner of the Chengdu Money Industry Association, and most of the shopkeepers of the Money Industry Association usually choose this place.

However, there is no bookstore in the Guangxiang Pavilion today, and although Qin Er Mazi is drinking tea in the teahouse, he does not play the bamboo piano, but like other tea guests, he is also discussing the lack of road funds.

At the beginning, because it was a "government supervision and business office", the people did not buy it to revise the articles of association of the company, and changed it to a completely commercial office, which raised more than 10 million taels of silver from the private sector, and the Sichuan governor deposited the silver in the official money bureau, saying that after the railway exploration was completed, he would use the silver to build a direct railway from Chengdu to Wuhan, and the future Sichuan local goods could be easily transported to Hankou for sale.

Of course, not all of these shares are silver, and a large part of them are "rented shares" attached to the Tian Fu, which is to increase the Tian Fu, but this part of the Tian Fu is not a vain levy, and in the future, when the railway is repaired, it will still be returned to the people of Sichuan with interest.

How many people are looking for a source of money on the railway, and the farmers are counting on the return of the "rented shares", and after the railway is repaired, the rental shares attached to the fields can also be stopped, and the land taxes can also be reduced.

However, just the day before yesterday, news came out from the Chengdu Army that less than six million taels of silver remained in the private shares of the official money bureau, and the whereabouts of the other silver were unknown!

What do you mean by "unaccounted for"? Isn't that a deficit? This money is either for the corrupt officials to fill their pockets, or for the general offices, assistants, conference offices, and committee members of the railway company to be misappropriated elsewhere! At that time, the former Sichuan Governor Xiliang ran the Copper Yuan Bureau and the Silver Yuan Bureau, and he used the silver of the Sichuan Han Road!

Silver himself did not grow wings. Can you still fly on your own?

Silver has no wings. But this deficit has grown wings. However, in just two days, most of Sichuan knew the news. I was still wondering if this news was true or not. However, as soon as the Chengdu General Chamber of Commerce and the Chóngqìng General Chamber of Commerce were electrified, it was confirmed. As a result, the people of Sichuan were raging and shouted that they severely punished the pseudo-Qingchuan governor. shouted that the republic and zhèngfǔ took the Sichuan Tianfu to compensate for the loss of land by the Sichuan people...... There is a great momentum to dig three feet into the ground and get the silver back.

There is no need to deliberately incite. The "people's spirit" of the Sichuan people broke out. This road money deficit is no better than the imperial system and the republic. This is related to the rice in the bowl of the people and the lichen on their bodies. It's not a matter of a few energies. If this matter is not settled. This republic zhèngfǔ provisional president is a waste!

The dignified President of the Republic of China. Appoint Zhao Erxun, who is greedy for millions of taels of silver, to be the "Senator of the Western Sichuan Governor's Mansion". What is his idea for President Yuan Shikai and Yuan Da? To put it mildly. He is called having eyes without beads. Let's put it more seriously. He is called 沆瀣一遣 and embarrassed as jiān!

Let alone. That Zhao Erxun still slaughtered the Sichuan people "Zhao Tu". What is the president's intentions? Do you want to exterminate the Sichuan people?

No way! This case of shortfall must be investigated to the end. Check it out! Zhao Erxun wants to kill. The money that has been lost must be recovered in a small amount!

In the past two days, the most lively topic in Chengdu's large and small teahouses is the Sichuan-Han Road money deficit case, the official statement and folk rumors are intertwined, making people at a loss, the tea customers who have not entered the road stock are just a lively shouting two voices, those who have entered the road stock are scolding, waving their fists and raising their arms and threatening to "four strikes" There are also many people.

The so-called "four strikes" are strikes on farming, classes, markets, and labor, and if the republic does not give an explanation for a day, the people of Sichuan will not pay taxes and bear the burden of conscription for a day!

Strangely, though, while people are talking about the "four strikes," no one can tell where this slogan came from.

Of course, the people will not think so far-reaching, they are more concerned about their own interests, since the "four strikes" shouted, then they also shouted.

This Guangxiang Pavilion's storyteller Qin Er Mazi is the most fierce person who shouts "Four Strikes", the reason is also very simple, when he first raised shares, he bought two hundred taels of silver stocks, this silver said no more, said a lot less, it happened to be his Qin Er Mazi's coffin book, this is what he saved with half a lifetime, in order to buy road stocks, he didn't buy the dozens of acres of good paddy fields in Guan County, if it was upside down, now he doesn't have to pluck the strings and play the piano in this teahouse to see people's faces!

"Repent, repent! At this moment, if someone sells penitent medicine, I will buy it for as much silver! ”

Qin Er Mazi wiped his tears as he spoke, and the little apprentice standing on the side also shed tears, the eyes of both the master and apprentice were red, this was not a fraud, they were really distressed.

"If I hadn't believed in the turtle son surnamed Shi, how could I have been confused? I bought a few pieces of paper for two hundred taels of silver, and said that I would get at least twenty taels of silver per year for the construction of the railway, and now I think about it, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world! This cheap is called the earning of officials! ”

Seeing that Qin Er Mazi said miserably, the guests also shook their heads and sighed, and some people sighed that Qin Er Mazi was generous, if there was no case of this road money deficit, who would have thought that a rapper in a teahouse would be able to take out two hundred taels of silver to buy stocks? Don't look at the simplicity of Qin Ermazi's usual clothes and simple food, but this real person doesn't show his face, this coffin is enough to build a big teahouse.

Qin Er Mazi wiped his tears, slapped his tear-filled hand on the tea table a few times, and shouted at the teahouse shopkeeper who was settling accounts.

"Miserable, miserable. The shopkeeper, everyone is shouting for a boycott, why don't you boycott the market? ”

"You're miserable too?"

Without waiting for the teahouse shopkeeper to raise his head, a sneer came from the corner, and the guests turned their heads to look and saw a middle-aged man in a long shirt holding a tea cup and smiling bitterly. The tea guests inquired about each other, and only then did they learn that the middle-aged man was the second cabinet of the Shanxi ticket number "Yicheng", surnamed Jiang.

"Mr. Jiang has

Say? ”

A clever tea guy hurriedly walked over with a boiling kettle and refilled the boiling water for Mr. Jiang, and all the tea guests also held their breath to see what Mr. Jiang could say.

"Do you know why the Yicheng is closed today?"

Mr. Jiang picked up the teacup, blew the hot tea, and looked at everyone.

"Could it be that I also reversed the account on this road?"

The tea shopkeeper hurriedly walked over with a plate of fried fragrant beans, put the plate on the table, and said, "I still have a dozen taels of Songjiang silver in the Yicheng, but I can't pour it." ”

The audience was suddenly shocked, and some anxious people even surrounded him and asked about the Yicheng number.

At that time, the Sichuan Governor raised road money and swore to ensure that the railway would make money, and the young businessmen of the imperial court subscribed to the road shares, as the pillar of the financial industry, the ticket number will naturally let go of this investment opportunity, their shares are not a matter of hundreds of taels or thousands of taels of silver, tens of thousands of taels or hundreds of thousands of taels to buy some railway stocks, just counting on the profits, and in the future, the railway can also become a major shareholder of Yiping, so that the Chengdu Money Industry Association can not sit still, and in the name of the guild also subscribed for 20,000 taels of silver road shares.

Now the Sichuan-Han railway has not been built an inch, but the money has been lost nearly half, the news came out, the entire Chengdu financial industry is like an earthquake, the money industry association also quarreled, in the money bank, the depositors who deposit the money in the ticket number heard the news, immediately rushed to withdraw money, caused a run on the frenzy, many money banks with poor capital turnover, the ticket number has had to close its doors, as a result, it caused greater panic and run on the frenzy, if it were not for the republican army zhèngfǔ urgently issued a curfew, and sent troops to stand guard at the street entrance, I'm afraid there's chaos in the city.

"I don't know if the Yicheng is down, I only know that the big treasurer of the Yicheng has been taken by the army, and now he is squatting in prison, otherwise, how can I have the leisure to drink tea here?"

As soon as Mr. Jiang said this, he immediately caused a burst of sāo.

"This ...... What's going on? "The shopkeeper of the teahouse is in a hurry." Didn't the shopkeeper Zhang say yesterday that he was going to send a telegram to the head office to transfer money? How was it also taken by the army? ”

"Humph! The bastard surnamed Zhang stole my chapter yesterday and took away the last silver in the library, this is a thief with a stolen stolen goods, who will the army take if he doesn't take it? If it weren't for the fact that the present rì army sent someone to tell me, I would still be in the dark! The bastard surnamed Zhang has a black heart and a black liver, and when he came from Shanxi to take my power, I saw that this was a bastard! Now that the Yicheng is in debt, the deficit is very serious, the bastard surnamed Zhang wants to slip away with oil on the soles of his feet, and he brings a pen and silver before leaving, he doesn't plan to go back to Shanxi, but I'm afraid he also wants to go to the concession to have a good time. Fortunately, the army zhèngfǔ forbade taking a large sum of silver out of the city, otherwise, the bastard surnamed Zhang would have fled far away, but the general number asked after it, but he could only ask me about it, but you can tell me, is the surname Zhang a bastard? ”

Everyone looked at each other, in the past two days, the silver number shopkeeper outside the city of Chengdu was indeed arrested by the republican army a lot, these shopkeepers are all short of the silver on the cabinet and plan to slip away, but after all, such villains are a minority, most of the silver numbers are still creditworthy, although there is no capital turnover on the counter, but the shopkeeper did not run away, but consciously responded to the call of the army, to the army zhèngfǔ to register the silver number assets, maintain the credibility of the financial industry.

"Ouch, my silver." The shopkeeper of the teahouse snorted miserably, rolled his eyes, and fell backwards.

The two men hurriedly held the shopkeeper up, pinched the person, and poured hot tea, and worked for a while.

Qin Er Mazi walked over and pushed the front and back of the teahouse shopkeeper a few times, and then he eased up.

"A dozen taels of Songjiang silver will make you feel sorry like this, if you also buy railway stocks, you still have to hit the wall with your head?" Qin Er Mazi snorted.

The tea shopkeeper wailed: "Songjiang silver is only a dozen taels, but Mexico Yingyang has saved a hundred yuan, and your road stocks are only half of them at most, but my silver is all gone." ”

At this time, the mother-in-law of the shopkeeper also rushed over, and the two hugged and cried.

"No! You can't call Jiān to negotiate our money. Everyone went to dismantle the Yicheng! I didn't believe it, and there wasn't even a tael of silver in the cellar of the Yicheng. ”

A man dressed as a robe stood outside the teahouse, poked his head into the window and roared, spitting at Mr. Jiang's face.

"Fart!" Mr. Jiang picked up the teacup, raised it, and poured the tea on the robe's head.

Before the robe brother attacked, the tea guests were already shouting.

"Tear it up! Now the Yicheng is the same as other silver horns, there are spearmen standing outside the shop, and in the words of the army, this is called 'maintaining financial order'! If you have the ability, you can go and dismantle it to see if the Hanyang in the hands of the republican army is used to burn fire! ”

"If you want to demolish it, you should also go and demolish the yamen of the railway company! The style of the yamen repair, the railway has not even been repaired an inch, and the meeting and assistant of the railway company have repaired their own faces beautifully first. ”

"This road has made them greedy for ink! Let's go and tear down their kennels! ”

"It's not enough to tear down their kennels, you have to pull them out to parade the streets!"

……

"Don't just talk and don't practice! Let's go and dismantle the railway company's den first! ”

Qin Er Mazi picked up the teacup, slammed it on the ground, and scolded, and the teahouse was quiet for a moment.

"Go along! Let's go! ”

"Copy guys! Copy guys! ”

……

The tea guests were stunned for a moment, and a few people dressed as robes had rushed in outside the teahouse, picked up a stool, stood in the store and shouted a few times.

The situation was a little chaotic for a while, and the gentlemen were still a little reserved, but the robes who rushed in from outside the store were not so civilized, and there were many people who took the sheep by hand.

"Master, Master! Wait for me, wait for me. ”

Qin Er Mazi's apprentice found a broom, and the last one rushed out of the teahouse, and the teahouse was quiet again.

"Mr. Jiang, this ...... How is this good? The shopkeeper of the teahouse looked at Mr. Jiang, who was also stunned.

"Shopkeeper, close the door quickly. I, too, have a chance to go back to the north, now the people of Sichuan are in turmoil, look at this posture, if it is not handled well, it will be a civil uprising. I can see it, this road money deficit case, someone is doing a game, want to muddy the water, these years, there are a lot of people who want to fish in troubled waters, just a few people are, but they are also carrying a kettle, a few bags of tea or something, compared to those big people who point out the country, just a few are a little trick in a small trick. ”

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he put a piece of ocean on the table, then lifted the hem of his robe, and hurriedly left the teahouse.

"What are you still doing? Door panel! ”

The tea shopkeeper sent the last customer out of the door, and hurriedly ordered the guys to go to the door panel, and before the last door panel was ready, a team of people walked through the street, which was also violent, shouting and shouting to kill, and many people were still holding the stocks of the Sichuan-Han Railway Company in their hands, obviously, they were also the direct victims of the road payment deficit case.

"The crowd is raging", the teahouse shopkeeper remembered what Mr. Jiang had just said.