"It's Zhu Chenglie again." Wu Bingjian muttered softly before saying, "I miss it."

The old manager opened the mansion and read aloud: "Foreign smoke can cause more harm... The greatest harm is the loss of silver, the southeastern sea outlet, the transportation of silver to foreign countries, the entrance to transport smoke...

Guangdong Haikou, which costs more than 30 million yuan each year, Fujian, Zhejiang, and Jiangsu, which costs more than 10 million yuan, and Tianjin Haikou, which costs more than 20 million yuan. Once you enter foreign countries, it will not be circulated with China. Why not blame the short days of silver and the low days of money…”

Before he could finish his reading, Wu Bingjian put on reading glasses, reached out to search the newspaper, and looked down at it. In recent years, the government and the government have banned foreign cigarettes and have strictly investigated foreign cigarettes. However, this is the first time that the loss of silver was displayed in such a detailed manner.

Yi Quezu, Wu Changqing and his wife did not go to the main entrance of the Wu family, but took a boat along the waterway and went directly into the Wu family's back garden. After landing, they walked not far. Yanhui Tower. With Wu Changqing accompanied him, so naturally there was no need to report and wait. The two of them went straight into the hall.

Seeing Yi Zhizu came forward to see him, Wu Bingjian put down the newspaper, looked at him, took off his reading glasses, and said kindly: "There is no need to be polite..." As he said that, he reached out to give up his seat, and then said: "Changqing goes to boil water and make tea."

After waiting for Yi Zhizuo, he handed over the palace newspaper and said, "This is the palace newspaper that I only sent today."

Wu Changqing responded and walked aside to prepare. In fact, the servant had already prepared everything. The charcoal fire in the small red charcoal furnace was booming, and the spring water from Baiyun Mountain was also prepared. He put the water on the rack and cleaned the tea set a little, and then he began to pay attention to the conversation between the two.

Yi Zhizu read the article "The price of silver is expensive and the misfortune is deeper and the bill is requested to investigate and deal with the bill". It is really impossible not to read it carefully. One is traditional Chinese and the other is classical Chinese. After reading it carefully, he couldn't help but feel strange and had a reaction so early? But the ban on smoking in the court was clearly next year. After thinking about it, he put down the newspaper and said, "Is it too alarmist to say that 60 million taels of silver flowing out of one year?"

Wu Bingjian said dryly: "The officials of the court do not understand the economy and are used to exaggerating. How can they believe the data they listed? Sixty million taels are leaked a year. They dare to say that if they lose money, the silver price will not rise to the sky in this way?

They only calculated that they did not count the entry, and they also calculated the retail price, not the docked wholesale price. The price difference was at least several times. It is a fact that a large amount of silver was outflowed over the years, but it was not so exaggerated. It is estimated that there are five or six million taels per year.

"Five and six million taels." Yi Zhizu smiled bitterly and said, "Even if it is like this, the Qing Dynasty will have a silver desolation within a few years. How can the court not be anxious?" As he said that, he flicked the bulletin report lightly and said, "Mr. Zhu's memorial is just a discovery of the direction of the wind. I think that it will take at least half a year or a year before the court will reach a consensus and launch a large-scale ban on smoking."

"It is no secret that Guangzhou cigarettes are smuggled, and it can be said that they are well-known to the government and the people." Wu Bingjian's voice was dry and a little harsh, "In the past, the imperial envoys who came to Guangzhou all had heavy thunder and little rain. After accepting bribes, they went back to submit their jobs after going through the motions. Do you know why?

It’s not that the officials are bold, nor that they don’t want to ban smoking, but they are afraid of the bad guys! Because Guangdong Customs, the Thirteenth Army is the emperor’s Nanku, and the emperor’s private wallet! Those officials are very clear that there will be no good ending in Guangzhou that seriously ban smoking in Guangzhou.”

After a moment of saliva, Wu Bingjian said in a gentle tone: "You have read the memorandum, why does Fujian, Zhejiang, and Jiangsu have only more than 10 million yuan in total? And Guangzhou, Tianjin, one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one

It turns out that the roots are still in the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty and the relatives of Man and Meng. No wonder the smuggling of cigarettes is becoming more and more rampant. Yi is speechless. After a while, he said: "The smuggling of cigarettes has begun to shake the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. Now it is not a foolish king. Which one is more important? It is natural to distinguish it clearly. There is no minister in the court who dares to directly advise. The younger generation still insists that it is imperative for the court to strictly enforce smoking bans, and the first one is to take action against Guangzhou."

Seeing that the two of them had a stiff tone, the water was boiling, Wu Changqing quickly brewed the tea and served it up, pouring a small cup of tea for them. The thirty-year-old Dahongpao was really extraordinary, the soup was bright orange and yellow, and the fragrance was as rich as orchid.

Seeing that Yi Zhizu insisted that the court would strictly ban smoking, Wu Bingjian did not want to talk about this topic. After taking a few sips of tea, he changed the topic and said: "It is indeed a good idea to publish newspapers in several southeastern provinces, but have you ever considered whether the court would allow such newspapers to exist?"

After hearing this, Yi Zhizuo put down the teacup and said, "The newspaper was originally born to create public opinion and guide public opinion. The newspaper that influenced the southeast half of the wall is actually a blessing for the court. Those with a little knowledge will consider how to control and supervise the newspaper instead of killing it."

After pausing, he sneered: "Of course, it is not ruled out that the court is short-sighted and guarding against the people is more important than defending against Sichuan. Therefore, the younger generation plans to deliberately arrange two American businessmen to invest in the shares."

Wu Bingjian said slowly: "The powerful and powerful in the court regarded themselves as the country of the Celestial Empire, were ignorant and arrogant, and did he take foreigners seriously? How could foreigners ignore the newspapers that influenced several southeastern provinces because of foreigners' shareholding?"

Now it is still a country of heaven and will be a semi-colonial in two years. Yi Zhizu smiled and said, "The court is not good at treating foreigners well now, how can we know that we will not treat foreigners as honorary guests in the future?

"Treat foreigners like guests?" Wu Bingjian looked at him in surprise, raised his face and silently said suddenly: "Do you mean there will be a battle between the Qing Dynasty and the English Giriece?"

He is almost seventy years old, and has such agile and leaping thinking. Yi Shizu has to admire him. No wonder this old man was able to accumulate huge wealth in just a few decades. He did not rush to confirm. He picked up the teacup and sipped a sip of tea. He said: "Thirteen Street has been dealing with the British East India Company for decades. Pinghu Gong has been in charge of Jardine Mahjong for nearly fifty years, and has served as the Thirteen Street General Manager for decades. He has spent most of his life trading with the company. Looking at the Qing Dynasty, if you have a familiarity and understanding of the company, Pinghu Gong must be.

I would like to ask you what the reason why the British East India Company, which claims to be 'big to failure', has gone bankrupt because of what reason? "
Chapter completed!