MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-v2 Chapter 1732 you're done

  Chapter 1732 You're done

  For Liu Jian, Wang Shouren and Ouyang Zhi are different.

  Their identities are juniors and subordinate officials.

  Sometimes it can be harsh, but it doesn't matter.

   Not long after that, Wang Shouren, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Ouyang Zhi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, were invited.

Let the two sit down, Liu Jian took a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "The merchants want to build the railway, which will reduce a lot of burden on the imperial court, as long as there is no law prohibiting it, let the master follow the order to do this." But why... he is so strict on private equity railways. What the old man is worried about is that he scares away the merchants. Hey... Qi Guogong is young after all. He doesn't know that everything is easy in this world, except for the The most difficult thing is that people are willing to pay for silver. If you pay for one tael of silver, you need to turn against each other, and if you pay for ten or a hundred taels of silver, you need to work hard. gone."

Liu Jian then said: "But in this list, not only does the land take up more than half of the shares, but also the construction needs to be verified by the Zhen Guofu, and the engineering team used also needs to be issued by Xishan Jianye. The power is all in the hands of the Railway Bureau. Of course... there is nothing wrong with this, but the old man is worried, worried that merchants will be scared away."

  He paused, thought for a long time, and then continued: "People haven't paid the money yet, that's it. What ugly things are there, can't we wait until they have paid the money?"

  Ouyang Zhi: "..."

  Wang Shouren said with a calm face: "Liu Gong, what the teacher did, as a disciple, don't dare to speak rashly. If you think about it, he must have his own thoughts."

  Liu Jian was convinced, Ouyang Zhi didn't say a word, Wang Shouren didn't say his father's name in one sentence, and he pushed back without saying a word about his teacher.

  Looking at the two senior brothers, Liu Jian sighed, realizing that it was nothing to invite them here.

  Liu Jian had a good temper, he didn't say anything, but waved his hands and said: "Come on, let's go, this is a matter supervised by the teacher, and the old man will not ask."

  …

  Today, Wang Bushi was on duty, so he went straight back to his mansion.

  Now Beijing is talking about building the railway.

  A large number of people gathered in the capital, coupled with the cheapness of printed materials, the channels of communication began to become diverse, so whenever something hotly discussed, it was like overwhelming the sea.

  Wang Bushi was on duty at Hanlin with peace of mind, and he hardly asked about foreign affairs, only returning to the mansion. At this time, Deng Jian came.

Deng Jian is wearing the latest Confucian fir, although he is not a scholar, but he loves this style, coupled with his big gold chain, and his gold-threaded sunglasses, and wearing a hat inlaid with precious jade , appearing extraordinarily spiritual.

   "My lord, the railway notice has been published."

   "Oh?" Wang Bushi said excitedly, "Bring it."

  Deng Jian hurriedly took the copied list and handed it to Wang Bushi, who looked at it carefully.

  Wang Bushi is somewhat taboo about building railways. He knows very well that the railway is of great importance. Now the court needs money, but once the railway is completed, will it be possible to use this national weapon in the hands of merchants in the future?

  Because of this, he appears more cautious than others.

But when he looked down at the announcement and saw the many restrictions on construction, operation, and profit distribution, he was stunned, and then his eyebrows sank, and he murmured: "There is a bottom, there is a bottom, now When you have a bottom line, go...to raise a sum of money, as much as you can raise, this railway is still profitable, and the most important thing is to be safe..."

  Deng Jian was on the side, heard Wang Bushi's words clearly, and looked at Wang Bushi sympathetically: "Master, people outside say that there are too many rules here, I'm afraid it may not be a good deal."

Glancing at Deng Jian, Wang Bushi was calm and relaxed: "This is the opinion of ordinary people. If you follow ordinary people's thinking, let alone earning money, you won't even be able to eat ashes. You have been following the old man for many years. , don't you have any vision?"

He paused for a moment, and seemed to think that although Deng Jian ate a lot of food, he was more mature than before, so he said: "The most feared thing about business is that there are no rules, especially when it involves big things like building railways and paying money. If you are willing to agree to everything, then you must be careful in this transaction, because once the matter becomes serious in the future, the imperial court will never allow merchants to control the state. The more rules, it shows that the imperial court sincerely hopes to cooperate with merchants and hope that each other Mutual benefit can be achieved, what is this, this is sincerity!"

"In this way, although the power of management is entirely in the hands of the imperial court, to a certain extent, it means that we and the imperial court have become one and share weal and woe. This not only makes us feel at ease, but also allows the imperial court... Pay a penny, and build a railway to get sweetness."

   "With this sweetness, the imperial court will definitely not kill chickens to keep warm, but will try their best to maintain a profit margin for us. Do you know why?"

  Deng Jian half understood what he heard, shaking his head and nodding again.

Wang Bushi smiled and said: "Because...thinking from the side of the court, since the merchants can't shake the country, the merchants have invested so much money, and they want to make a profit. If they don't benefit everyone, who will invest more money in the future?" More money to build more railroads."

"At the beginning, I was still worried, so I didn't want to touch the railway business, but now... I feel completely relieved, because this investment is a model for the Xishan Bank and the Zhenguo Mansion. The more restrictions there are, The more it shows that the Zhenguo Mansion has put a lot of thought into it. People who are worth as much as the old man can't invest all of their money in the mansion and the stock market. If the old man dies in the future, it is useless for them to hold gold and silver mountains. Putting this silver into the railway, the current profit of the railway is certainly far inferior to that of mansions and stocks, but this transaction is a hundred-year plan. It is for the planning of future generations. Deng Jian, you have followed this old man for so many years. The old man has said all the truth. Let’s see how much you can transfer. This old man is from Wuchang, so he wants to raise funds to build a road to Wuchang. railway."

   As he spoke, he stood up as if he had made up his mind, and said resolutely: "Raise funds and use all your strength!"

  Deng Jian didn't say anything, just nodded obediently: "Oh."

  …

   While small merchants and ordinary people were still in doubt, quite a few big commercial firms took the lead in taking action.

  So the plans for the construction of the railway were sent to the Zhen Guo Mansion one by one, waiting for the Zhen Guo Mansion to verify.

  The town government also sent countless prospecting personnel to determine the feasibility of the plan and the approximate cost.

  These big firms probably have the same thoughts as Wang Bushi.

  Eggs can’t be put in one basket. The bigger the business, the more they don’t want to be opportunistic and pursue those high-return and high-risk transactions, but strive for stability.

  All proposal submissions are not as simple as submitting a random proposal, but require a deposit, and the amount of the deposit is huge, so... Merchants are just ready to raise funds in the early stage.

  Fang Jifan received more than 70 proposals like this.

   Strange to say, Fang Jifan compared the plan and looked at the hometowns of these big merchants, but found that they were more inclined to build the railway to their hometowns.

  The ancient people's love for their hometown can be seen.

  Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling emotional: "Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown... Oh, where is my hometown?"

   Wang Jinyuan, who was standing aside, blinked and looked at the young master, he was also a little confused.

  This...is a little unknown. The Fang family followed Emperor Taizu Gao to raise troops, and then guarded Beiping, and then...followed Yan Wang Jingnan.

  Have stayed in Nanjing and the capital, there seems to be rumors that the Fang family may be from Jiangxi...

  Of course...this matter...no one cares about it anymore. Everyone knows that the Fang family originally came from the Nanhebo Mansion in the capital. Others, except for Fang Jinglong, no one cares about it.

Fang Jifan said: "I heard from my father that the Fang family was originally from Yichun, Jiangxi. Oh, so I still have so many fellow villagers? Maybe... the old cousins ​​in Jiangxi are still five hundred years old with Fang Jifan. It was a family years ago."

  Wang Jinyuan shuddered violently, and immediately began to search in his head for a few friends of the Jiangxi chief envoy he knew.

Fang Jifan held these pieces of proposals in his hand, but fortunately he did not continue to pursue the question just now, but got down to business: "This time, more than 70 railways, large and small, will be built. Let’s review all the qualifications carefully, and don’t allow people to come in. Besides, we must quickly explore. With these scattered branch lines as a supplement, the progress of this railway will not take long. Much faster."

  Wang Jinyuan raised his thumb immediately: "The young master built seventy railways for the imperial court without spending a penny, and the disciples of Yi Yin and Zhong Hui can't compare with the young master."

  Fang Jifan waved his hand: "Get out, you amateur bastard."

  Wang Jinyuan felt relieved and wanted to get out, so he ran away.

  Fang Jifan hurriedly collected all these proposals, and then rushed directly to the cabinet.

  Although he is now a cabinet scholar, Fang Jifan has not come to the cabinet many times. It is difficult to get the cabinet today, so he went to meet Liu Jian first.

  Liu Jian looked Fang Jifan up and down, and said in his mouth: "I heard that the Duke of Zhen has been so busy recently that his feet don't touch the ground. Is there such a thing?"

   "Yes." Fang Jifan heaved a sigh of relief: "For the sake of the emperor, I, a courtier, have broken my heart. It's not because of business promotion. Fortunately, it's all done. Please take a look at Mr. Liu."

   Liu Jian looked suspicious, and took a stack of reports.

  He looked down, his expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't help shaking.

   More than seventy?

  All over the north and south of the river...

  These merchants are really weird. This is giving money on the pole.

  ...

   Ask for a monthly pass.

  (end of this chapter)