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Volume 4 Leviathan 138 Far Eastern Railway

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    "Oh my God, save us!" Natasha looked up at the crucifix on the wall in despair and crossed herself on her chest.  O'Neil.  Bunji looked at the sad Ivanovna and Natasha, but deep in his heart, there was a calm voice shouting loudly: "This is an opportunity for the Bunji family, an opportunity to make a fortune."  Opportunity to get rich." This calm voice was in sharp contrast to his apparent sadness, which was not meant for O'Neil.  Bunji is a hypocrite, but years of training have made his reason unaffected by emotions.  "Ivana, can you give me a pen and some paper? I need to write a letter to London, my father is there!" "Of course, Mr. Bunge!" Ivanovna wiped herself  From the corner of his eyes, he stood up lightly, walked through the aisle, and passed O'Neil.  Bunch brought him to the door of a room, and she opened the door: "This is my study, O'Neil, you can use it as you like!" "Thank you!" O'Neil.  Bunge walked to the desk and sat down. He soon calmed down and began to write on the letter paper: "Dear father, I just learned in St. Petersburg that the Tsarist government is about to start construction from Moscow to the Pacific East.  In view of the tense situation between China and Russia in Northeast Asia, I believe that a large-scale war between China and Russia is inevitable before the railway is opened to traffic.  , launching a war to completely improve the situation on its northern border - such an idea is very attractive to China's northern commander. As you and I both know, large-scale grain trade with Western Europe, especially Britain, is a czar.  The government has obtained the basis for financial balance, and whether it is building this railway or war with the Chinese, it will cost a huge amount of money, which will break the fragile financial balance of the tsarist government, and in order to make up for this deficit, the Russians have the only choice.  That is to increase the export of grain in exchange for money to launch wars and build railways. Under the current Russian village commune system, farmers have no motivation and no extra funds to improve farming techniques and improve soil. Therefore, I think.  In the near future, the tsarist government will launch a top-down land reform, dismantling the existing village community system, and replacing it with a group of farmers with rich farming experience and funds to obtain more export grain.  As a competitor of Russian grain merchants, I feel that joining this reform will be very beneficial to both the company and the family. In view of the above reasons, I hope to conduct an investigation trip in Russia for about half a year. I hope  Can obtain the consent of you and the company's board of directors! Your son: O'Neil. Bunge In St. Petersburg on November 9, 1891" After writing the letter, O'Neil.  Bunge whistled happily and glued the envelope. He planned to go to Bunge's office in St. Petersburg later and asked the other party to take the letter to London.  If the board of directors accepts his proposal, then he can legitimately stay with Ivanovna for half a year. He believes that this is enough to make her agree to become his wife.  Six days later, O'Neil.  Bunge happily received the reply from London. He opened the envelope carefully and saw a piece of letter paper and a check inside. He took out the letter and looked at it. There were only two lines written on it: "Dear  O'Neil, I'm proud of your vision and courage. You are a true Bunge man. I have enclosed a check for three thousand pounds. I wish you a happy six months, you deserve it!"  Youzhou left-behind mansion.  Gao Tingyu was sitting in the study, his face gloomy.  Three years have left more marks on his already old face, but the light in his eyes remains sharp.  "Are you sure this news is true?" Gao Tingyu put down his monocle, Ruo O'Neil.  Bangji is also here, and he will be surprised to find that the cover page of the newspaper placed in front of Gao Tingyu is also the picture of the crown prince holding a shovel to dig the first shovel of soil for laying the foundation of the train station, but this "Business"  "People's Daily" was published more than ten days ago, and the lines were filled with the same content in Chinese.  "Yes, it's completely true!" Jueluo's tone was very firm: "In addition to this newspaper, I also obtained confirmation from several other news channels. In fact, there is nothing to keep secret about this. In Britain, France, and Germany,  This news was also published in the newspapers! " "Yes!" Gao Tingyu nodded, the old man's face looked a little tired.  "You go out and leave me alone for a while!" "Yes! Commander!" Jueluo looked a little surprised, but he immediately obeyed his superior's order, gave Gao Tingyu a military salute, turned around and retreated.  Gao Tingyu stood up, walked to the wall with a candle, and began to search hard for the location of Vladivostok on the map. Then he drew a long section on the map with a pencil - starting from Vladivostok.Vostok arrived in Moscow, and then stared blankly at this line. After a while, he finally sighed: "It seems that the peaceful days are over, and a big war is finally going to happen!" Hanking.  The water in the Yangtze River never dries up, even in the dry season in winter. It only drops a little shallower, embroidering two long and wrinkled lace-like sandy beaches, giving the bold Yangtze River a graceful look.  Rhyme.  There has been less rain in the summers for several consecutive years. In autumn, a sandbar appeared not far from the north shore. By November, the sandbar stretched out a corner and connected with the shore.  It has become an unprecedented large beach in the Yangtze River.  This beach is warm dove gray, flat and smooth, like a huge mirror lying in the water. Groups of sand gulls wander leisurely on it, and their tiny footprints increasingly highlight the vastness of the beach.  Perhaps it is because the tranquility here is in sharp contrast to the prosperity of Hanking, so some dignitaries like to visit here, and the sandbank has become a scene in Hanking.  A small boat sailed slowly past the sandbar, and the boatman at the stern was waving his long tip lazily. This kind of small boat is very common on the river in this area, some are fishermen, and some are hired to enjoy the river scenery.  There were only two people in the small cabin: Chen Zaixing and Shen Hongmao. The only guard stood on the back deck, bored and accompanying the boatman who was rowing.  Both Chen and Chen were sitting cross-legged. There was a red pottery tea stove between them. The water in a small sky-blue pottery urn on it had been boiled. Streams of water vapor came out from the gaps in the urn lid and were blown by the outside.  As soon as the river wind blew, it immediately turned into a few wisps of white mist, which even obscured the faces of the two people.  "Brother Chen, you came to Hanking this time to repair the more than 20 ships from the shipyard and the Bureau of Commerce, right?" Shen Hongmao's voice broke the silence in the cabin.  Chen Zaixing smiled slightly, picked up the iron solder on the side and poked the red clay charcoal stove. The fire immediately became bright, and the bright red flames almost licked the handle of the pottery urn.  "Yes, but not entirely!" Chen Zaixing then put the iron drill aside and began to carefully prepare the tea powder and utensils, and prepared to cook the tea soup with great interest.  Shen Hongmao looked at the other party's excited expression and sneered: "Brother Chen, you have made great achievements in the Burmese family in the past three years. I thought I had forgotten that I was a citizen of Dashun! Why, come back when there are benefits?"  "A few months ago, you were very nervous in Shanghai!" "It's inevitable in business!" Chen Zaixing carefully clamped the two sides of the pottery urn with iron clamps, poured the boiling water into the tea bowl, and mixed the tea with it.  The mixture was completely mixed, and it immediately turned into a light green tea soup. Just bite the edge of the bowl, and a pleasant fragrance of tea immediately filled the small cabin. Even though Shen Hongmao had been keeping a cold face, his nose could not help but twitch instinctively at this time.  twice.  "Brother Shen, actually I didn't come to you this time to repair the shipyard or those passenger and cargo ships." Chen Zaixing carefully pushed the tea bowl placed on the small wooden support towards the other party.  Shen Hongmao picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and sneered: "What else could it be for? Could it be that Chen Guiren, you came all the way back from Myanmar to visit old friends?" "Visiting old friends is also possible, but -" At this point,  The smile on Chen Zaixing's face disappeared: "What I want is not the ship repair yard and those old ships, but the Hanyang Iron Works!" "Haha!" Shen Hongmao suddenly laughed: "Chen Fusheng, Chen Fusheng! I really saw that right.  You, but your appetite is too big, and you even have the idea of ????Hanyang Iron Works, do you want to let you sit on the throne of the emperor?" It is no wonder that Shen Hongmao behaved like this, Hanyang Iron Works was founded in 1812,  It is the first and largest steel factory in Dashun to use modern equipment. Almost all the steel used by military industrial enterprises such as Dashun Ordnance Bureau, Dashun Artillery Factory, and Hanyang Shipyard, which are related to the fate of the empire, is produced by Hanyang Iron Works.  which provided.  Even with Shen Hongmao's boldness, he never thought of selling such an important steel enterprise to private individuals.  Chen Zaixing didn't say anything about Shen Hongmao's reaction. He just took out a telegram from his arms, handed it over, and said, "Brother Shen, please take a look at this first before you speak. I think the palace must have known about it by now." Shen Hongmao  After taking the copied message and reading it, his face changed slightly, and then he threw the copied message on the ground and sneered: "What does this mean? Crown Prince Mao Zi went to Vladivostok and he had to sell Hanyang Iron Works."  Here you go, I¡¯m afraid the imperial court doesn¡¯t have so many iron factories to sell!¡± ¡°Hongmao, you understand. Prince Nicholas didn¡¯t just go to Vladivostok. If the railway is opened to traffic, the Russian army will go south to seize it!  The south is not frozen!" Chen Zaixing said with a cold smile: "If I guessed correctly, Lord Gao's invitation to fight is probably coming." "What does that have to do with Hanyang Iron Works?" "Haha, no matter what.  Attack or defend, the army has not moved, food and grass go first, either build the railway, or build ships and take the sea route." At this point, Chen Zaixing's face was full of confidence.?: "Hanjing, the capital of this dynasty, is thousands of miles away from northern Xinjiang and beyond reach. After this time, I bet that in the next ten years, the imperial court will definitely make every effort to build railway lines in Northeast China, Mongolia, and North China.  The amount of steel needed is more than hundreds of millions. Regardless of the money or steel needed, the imperial court will encourage private-owned iron plants to be converted into government-run iron plants. I don¡¯t know if I¡¯m right?¡±
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