Chapter 129: The Son of Heaven (3)
(Today's chapter is a little slow.,I'm very satisfied.,Tomorrow I'll talk about why Fan Xian.,And then uh-huh-ah,I suddenly thought of the sentence in the introduction to the drunkard's home......) Warm cotton clothes, sitting on the kang and drinking crisp and hot wine. In spring, the waterwheels of the Jiangnan water towns are running slowly, and the seemingly inconspicuous water conservancy facilities are silently playing a role. In the summer, the big leaf fan blows the breeze in the homes of the wealthy, and fleets of all kinds leave the workshops to deliver the goods to those who need them all over the world.
The basic water conservancy facilities in the fields of Qingguo, the glass and porcelain in every house, and the breath in every space. In fact, it is all related to the inner library. Neiku is not only the three big squares in northern Fujian, but actually all over the Qingguo, such as the Xishan bookstore and other marginal industries. The production of the inner treasury is not only related to large industries such as ordnance and other large industries related to the national fortune and people's livelihood, but also those small things related to civilian life. These little things are parked on the other side of the sea and sprinkled in the world, seemingly inconspicuous, but they have successfully gathered a jaw-dropping wealth for Qingguo.
Neiku built the equipment and ordnance needed for the Xiong Division for Qingguo, and the warships of the three major naval divisions, and used these endless wealth to support the grain and grass funds needed for Qingguo to expand the borders everywhere, and more importantly, Emperor Qing ruled this country, and needed these wealth to stabilize people's livelihood and maintain the effective operation of the imperial court officialdom system.
The hundreds of millions of people in Qingguo may have become accustomed to the inner library in their lives, so much so that they have gradually forgotten the importance of the inner library, or at least underestimated its importance. But Emperor Qing won't. Qingguo, but no official with a brain will not. And the Northern Qi Imperial Court, which has been drooling over Neiku, will not.
Otherwise, Qingguo would not have gathered the elite in northern Fujian, and arranged a more rigorous guard than Kyoto outside the three major squares, all to prevent the leakage of the secret craftsmanship of the inner library.
And this fire in the palace today has clearly shown Emperor Qing that the biggest secret of Qingguo is not a secret for Fan Xian, and it is even just a bargaining chip that he can play with at will. The foundation of Qingguo will be devastated.
However, the emperor's indifferent face showed that he was not worried that Neiku would be ruined by Fan Xian like this, because he knew that Fan Xian also cared about Neiku, and it was impossible to tear this treasure of the world apart like this. He believed that Fan Xian was in Jiangnan at this time and destroyed the process of the inner reservoir, but he also believed that Fan Xian was before doing these things. This process must have been recorded.
As long as there is something that is still useful, it can be used as a bargaining chip. Emperor Qing coldly withdrew his gaze that fell on the black smoke, glanced at Fan Xian, and said, "Sure enough, I am mad, as a Qing person, I actually did such a thing." Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said: "I just thought that this was a matter between me and you after all, and once the disaster spreads to the world, it is really not what I want." β
This is very clear. His Majesty the Emperor controls the world in his hands, if it weren't for the fact that Fan Xiandi has a chip in his hand that he cares about enough. How could this majesty be full of emperors and only confine this war to the imperial city, he had enough means to clean up those who were attached to Fan Xian, but Fan Xian just wanted to force His Majesty not to take action against those people.
This seems to be a very naΓ―ve, very childish, like a playhouse-like request. Your Majesty, I am about to rebel, and if I fail, don't embarrass my subordinates...... However, at this time, there was a deathly silence in the Snow Palace, and Fan Xian, who made this proposal, and His Majesty the Emperor who was calm. didn't regard this as a playhouse, because Fan Xian did have a big killing weapon in his hand that was enough to hurt the foundation of Qingguo.
His Majesty the Emperor is not a person who can be threatened, even though Fan Xian is holding the seven inches of the inner library in his hand, he glanced at Fan Xian indifferently and said, "Go on." β
Fan Xian bowed very sincerely. said: "Your Majesty is full of genius. Now the Gyeongkook treasury is full, and the popular sentiment is available. The armor is brave, although the famous generals have fallen, but after watching the leaves of the leaves, it can be seen that within the army, there are many talents in Qingguo. Even if the inner library is destroyed by my hands, it is impossible to collapse completely in a short period of time. With His Majesty's ability, no matter how resolute the Northern Qi Emperor and the Uesugi Tiger are, I Daqing will wave my army to the north and swallow the four fields with the momentum of a tiger and wolf, and in Your Majesty's lifetime, I will definitely be able to realize the grand wish of dominating the world. β
"No one can stop this process, even if I have the key to the inner library, I have to admit that it can't threaten you, you don't care about it at all. Fan Xian lowered his head and said calmly, word by word: "However...... Your Majesty's vision is far-sighted, how can it be in one time and one place?"
He raised his head and looked calmly into Emperor Qing's eyes: "Your Majesty wants to dominate the world, wants to build a big empire, end the long-lasting war on this continent, seek a happy future for tens of millions of Li people, and leave a famous name in the history of the first emperor through the ages...... Therefore, what you are seeking is to celebrate the future generations after the country dominates the world. β
"If you live, annex the Northern Qi and Dongyi, suppress the resistance with iron-blooded power, and gather the hearts of the people with genius and wisdom, you can be sure that the world will be unified, but if you die?"
The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled slightly, and he smiled: "There is no more Your Majesty in the world. Where can the Daqing Imperial Court, which initially annexed the world, find a ruler with amazing talents? The Northern Qi Dynasty has a vast territory, a large number of talented people, and an extremely large population, inheriting the spirit of the Great Wei Dynasty, and prides itself on being orthodox; if no one can suppress it, those hundreds of millions of foreign people will rise up to resist, who will be able to resist it? I will rely on my Daqing heroes to kill people everywhere? I am afraid that the world will be plunged into war again at the initial unification, and whether or not I can guarantee the unification of the territory in Daqing at that time is another matter, I am afraid that if the world rises up in groups, on the contrary, my Daqing Kyoto is also in danger. β
"Your Majesty has read through the history books, and naturally knows that the iron and blood will not last long, and there was a plot to kill the first emperor in the world, but in the end he died only twice. β
"In the past three years, thinking of His Majesty's grand cause, I have to rely on the endless supply of the inner treasury to ensure the absolute national strength advantage of the Nanqing Central Imperial Court over the newly annexed land. Shock the remnants of the new land. With the advantage of national strength in exchange for time, in the name of exchange for the trend of integration, and in this way, after several generations, the previous dynasty has been forgotten, the new people's hearts have returned, and the beginning is truly unified. β
"However, if the inner treasury is destroyed, who will guarantee that my Daqing will always have the same national strength and military superiority? If you live, there will be no essential change in all this, and if you die. And if there is no inner library, who will maintain the pattern of this continent?"
"And people always die. Fan Xian quietly looked at His Majesty the Emperor's eyes and said: "Even if you are like Your Majesty, you can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death, looking at the planning of the imperial court in the past three years, Your Majesty has also been thinking about the future." β
"You are an extremely confident person who is also qualified to be confident. You don't think that the Emperor of Northern Qi and the Uesugi Tiger will be able to resist your determination to sweep Liuhe. Fan Xian said calmly: "Even if there is no inner library today, you can still complete the grand cause that you have worked hard for decades." β
"What you want is not a lifetime of incomparable brilliance, and then Daqing fell in the wind and rain of resistance, because the history books are always the place where the victor writes, if Daqing after dominating the world can not be eternal, if you are great in history, you can only leave a brutal and far-sighted name. β
Fan Xian smiled slightly: "You want me to celebrate...... Eternals, so, you need the inner library in the palm of my hand. β
"What can you promise?" His Majesty the Emperor suddenly laughed, and his laughter was extremely gratifying. It was evident that His Majesty the Unfathomable Emperor was very pleased with his favorite son, and every word was close to his own heart, which was difficult to be approached, and he was close to his grand intentions.
"If I die, the process of blocking the place will return to the imperial court, and the sabotage work in northern Fujian will be stopped immediately. You know, I've always had some loyal subordinates. Fan Xian replied sincerely, he didn't say defeat, because today he entered the palace alone and turned this imperial city into a battlefield, if anyone loses. Naturally, it is dead, where is there a second way?
While talking, Fan Xian turned around and stood side by side with His Majesty the Emperor, looking at the barren and long grass in front of him that was paved with a piece of broken silver. His gaze fell to his left. said: "Under the blow of His Majesty, the Shan Yu on the grassland has no strength to rise again. However, at the foot of the westernmost mountain, there are still 7,000 barbarian horsemen who have migrated from the snowfield, and this group of new horsemen is very strong, and if Your Majesty agrees to my request, I can guarantee that this group of barbarian horsemen will never come near Xiliang. β
The emperor's gaze followed his gaze to the remnant snow on the left hand side, and he frowned slightly and said: "This Qingzhou victory, the speed must reach the royal court, but only brought two or three thousand barbarian horses, according to the palace report, the combat effectiveness of these barbarian horses is indeed not bad, if it were not for the injustice of heaven, they gave the northern snow field three years of snow disaster, they would not have fled far to the Xihu grassland." From this point of view, the Uesugi Tiger was able to resist the barbarians at the North Gate Tianguan for several years, and this person was really good. β
"But after all, the number of people is too small to affect the pattern. The emperor's brows furrowed, and he shook his head indifferently, obviously unwilling to accept Fan Xian's bargaining chip.
"We're talking about generations to come. Obviously, Fan Xian's tone is very frivolous, and even such a big rebellion has the word "we", he said with a smile: "The young and strong men are seven thousand, but the literacy is extremely high, and there are many women, plus Xihu has been hit hard, this group of northern barbarian horsemen will definitely become an important force on the grassland, they are going to various tribes to kidnap Hu women, who can stop them? Your Majesty, you also know that the Hu people are extremely capable of giving birth, at most ten or twenty years, this tribe will be very remarkable." β
"If no one can suppress or control or guide, wouldn't this rising tribe be the second royal court?" Fan Xian looked at the snow on his left hand and shook his head and said, "The people of Xiliang Road are extremely miserable, do they have to survive for another few decades?"
The emperor smiled slightly and said, "I don't understand, your subordinates in Xiliang Road and the grassland have been almost killed by me, where do you have any power to influence those barbarians?"
"Songzhi Immortal Order. Fan Xian said with a smile: "Although she is the princess of the old clan and has a noble status, she does not have a very practical commanding role, but after all, her identity is here, and she now has a high status on the grassland, and her ability is also very strong, and she has been able to condense most of the strength of the barbarians, as long as she is controlled, it is equivalent to controlling these barbarians." β
"If you can control her, I can't control her, and the court can't control her?" said the emperor sarcastically.
Fan Xian sighed and said, "Songzhi Immortal Order is a begonia flower. This is my woman. Of course, only I can control her. β
The emperor was slightly stunned, and after being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't help laughing, shook his head, didn't say anything more, and directly fell his gaze to the southeast corner of the snow in front of the two. The emperor pointed to that place and said: "You sent the process flow of the inner library back with both hands, and there are no other ones?" Jiangnan can't be in chaos, because I have already let him mess up first, and the degree of loyalty to your subordinates really surprised me, but Xia Qifei can't jump for two days. Even if Su Wenmao hid people in the inner library, he couldn't do it himself. β
"I also transferred Cheng Jialin back, and Ren Bo'an's clan brother was also transferred back from the army of the three major fangs. The emperor took his hands behind, and looked at the snow without any lines with Fan Xian, and said calmly.
Fan Xian's gaze also fell on the southeast corner of the snowfield, and said with a smile: "Jiangnan can still be messed up, and Neiku has already agreed to Your Majesty." Naturally, I won't go to the scourge again, and Jiangnan is prosperous in commerce, including the inner treasury, and the total has to support about forty percent of the imperial court's taxes, if Jiangnan is in chaos, how can the imperial court support it?"
From the very beginning of today's conversation, Fan Xian's tone was calm and unscrupulous, naked, this kind of jumping, this kind of unscrupulous. It can really be said that his words are like cold fronts, and he is negotiating with the emperor without giving an inch, which is related to his bottom line and his state of mind today.
As he said before, he couldn't find any way to control it perfectly, so he had to choose the simplest method, which was very lethal because it was direct.
He asked the emperor very directly, Jiangnan is in chaos, how can the imperial court hold on? The emperor smiled. asked directly: "If I kill all your people directly, Jiang Nan...... What's the mess?"
"I have a merchant bank. Fan Xian calmly responded: "Jiangnan to business business, the most important thing is the circulation of the silver link, China Merchants Bank has been in Jiangnan for several years, and secretly it can be regarded as controlling some of the industrial lifelines of Mingsun Xiongsan's family. Once the money dealer sells. It's not a difficult thing for Jiangnan to really mess up. β
"A lot of money has already been transferred. The emperor glanced at Fan Xian sarcastically. He didn't directly break the staggering amount of silver and returned to the Northern Qi royal family, and said, "It's just some paper, what are these with a wave of my imperial pen?"
"I can't say that, after all, Quanzhou has not played the expected role now, and the handover of ocean departure is still handled in Dongyi City. Fan Xian did not back down, and said directly: "The silver ticket IOUs are all paper, and with a wave of Your Majesty's royal pen, all of them will be invalidated? β
The emperor didn't know much about commerce, in fact, Fan Xian didn't know much about it, and no one had an accurate grasp of the extent to which the commercial activities in Jiangnan depended on financial credit, which was actually only in its embryonic form and was not developed. But Fan Xian believes that everything in the world has its own laws, especially the commercial activities that Jiangnan has been operating for more than 100 years.
Emperor Qing and he are not familiar with business, it does not mean that the officials in the court and Fan Xian's subordinates do not understand, and they have done their homework beforehand. Fan Xian only knows that a very important part of business is liquidity, which is like blood flowing in the blood vessels, and if the money village is really subverted, the blood in the blood vessels will be dried up, and business activities will definitely become extremely difficult and dry.
"I took Huayuan back from Yang Jimei's hands. The emperor reminded indifferently, His Majesty the Emperor is actually really the last Ming Jun, he doesn't understand the commercial operation of Jiangnan, it doesn't mean that he will rely on the authority of the Son of Heaven to come blindly, he will hand over professional things to professional officials to operate, he knows that Fan Xian's hand has the ability to shake the commercial territory of Jiangnan, so in the autumn of last year, when the first turmoil in Jiangnan started, the imperial court was already prepared.
The most abundant cash in the whole world, and the least need to rely on money for trading, are those large and small salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River. Previously, the emperor mentioned that Yang Jimei was one of the largest salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, and the imperial court had long been vigilant about the money and silver extraction, and the inclusion of salt merchants in this system was to take a fancy to the real money and silver that those salt merchants had all over the world, and reconstructed a exchange system, although it was somewhat difficult, but at least it was not really necessary to be stifled by Fan Xian.
"It's not enough to be a salt merchant. Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I still have ...... in my hand Taiping. β
Taiping Money Village, the world's first money village, I don't know how many years it has been in operation, and how many people can be affected in their daily lives. This money bank has always been in Dongyi City, and the owner of other places has always been mysterious. No one has ever seen him for what he really is. It wasn't until Fan Xian took over as the master of the Sword Mansion in Dongyi City that he was horrified to find that Taiping Qianzhuang had always been under the control of the Sword Mansion, under the control of the Sigu Sword.
Whenever he thought of this, Fan Xian couldn't help but be shocked and admired, admiring the foresight of the Sigu Sword, probably only the owner of Dongyi City could discover the importance of Qian Zhuang from the increasingly prosperous commerce, and would leave such a sharp weapon that was enough to shake the world.
Hear the word Taiping. His Majesty the Emperor's eyes narrowed, and the cold glow was slightly, it was obvious that just like when Fan Xian first learned this secret, His Majesty the Emperor also felt a chill.
"Taiping Qianzhuang, it is the land left to me by the Sigu Sword. Fan Xian added softly.
The Emperor suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of absurdity, probably because he suddenly discovered it. The absurd fact that all his respectable enemies in this world had surrendered all the last means of defeating him to his favorite son was a little shaky for this seemingly ruthless king.
"Your Majesty, let's take a look at Dongyi City again. Fan Xiandi's gaze moved up from the lower right corner of the snow to the middle of this lonely snowy field, where there was a pile of weeds, which looked like the East China Sea in summer, full of waves piercing the sky like mountains.
The Emperor smiled. His expression became calm and gentle, and he said: "Dongyi City doesn't need to talk about it, it's just that the dozen or so boys in the sword house are a little troublesome, but they are not the enemy of the army after all." β
"Jiupin is strong, it is useless to engage in construction, but to engage in destruction, it is always a good hand, such as assassination, and sabotage in my Daqing's inner abdomen. Fan Xian's eyes looked faintly at the middle right of the snowfield.
The sound of the emperor and his questions and answers continued, and the snowflakes in the Winter Palace were still falling. Some of the land fell on this strange father and son, and some fell on the snow and grass in front of them.
There are no lines, no borders, no separation between snow-capped mountains and green grasslands on this large area of snow. Not even the shape. However, Emperor Qing and Fan Xian are father and son. It is to look at this silent and cold snowy land, and talk about the world.
Their eyes fall on the left hand, and conveniently is the steppe. It is convenient to fall on the right hand is Dongyi, to fall in the lower right corner is Jiangnan, and to fall a little farther away is the territory of Daqi in the north.
Wherever they see, there is the world.
The snowflakes grew bigger, fluttering in the ruined palace, accumulating deeper. The cyan clothes worn by Fan Xian and the bright yellow dragon robe on His Majesty's body began to turn white, and the remnant snow in front of the two of them was also thickly covered with a layer of snow, and they could no longer see any grass traces of the land, just like this world, the white expanse was really clean, in their eyes, where could there be artificial division?
"I have the strength to make this world chaotic, even if I die at this time, I can make Your Majesty's grand plan for thousands of generations become this snow, and when the sun comes out, it will turn into water, and it will never come true. Fan Xian stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, he talked too much today, and his mouth was a little dry, and he said to His Majesty the Emperor seriously: "So I ask for a fair battle with Your Majesty." β
"What is fairness?" said His Majesty the Emperor, squinting his eyes.
"Please let Your Majesty go out of the palace, I only have this sister, please Your Majesty Yunwan'er and my poor family go back to Lanzhou to live a small life, I only have this family, please Your Majesty open the net, don't carry out a big purge after my death, those officials and subordinates who are loyal to me are actually usable materials." Fan Xian paused and then said with a wry smile: "If I die, they will no longer have any reason to resist the imperial court, please believe in this, Your Majesty." β
The world has been condensed into a small square of snow in front of the monarch and the minister, and the beacon battlefield has been turned into this quiet imperial city, Fan Xian has done so much and said so much, it seems that he just wants to control this break between father and son in a small range as much as possible, and give those who are implicated in this matter a way to live.
The Emperor put his hands behind his back, the snow fell from his shoulders, and after a long silence, he said with a slight exhaustion: "I just don't understand why you are doing this. β