Dominate the Country

However, after Mrs. Feng's birthday, Mrs. Li found that more and more family members came to visit her house. Even people who were not very close to her on weekdays often brought their daughters to sit there.

At first, Xiao Li didn't realize it, but soon she realized that the ladies who came to visit were drunkards who were not interested in drinking.

These ladies, who had very ordinary friendships, came to visit, and they were looking forward to the eldest son of the emperor in the palace. Unknowingly, the eldest son of the emperor will be fifteen years old after the Chinese New Year.

In recent years, the age of marriage in Chinese society has generally increased, but it is indeed time for both men and women to get married at the age of fifteen, especially for women. If they prepare early, they will already be engaged to a married couple by the age of twelve or thirteen.

But the palace remained silent on this matter, so how could Mr. Li dare to make his own decisions? But after Xiao Li and Empress Li passed by each other, they were shocked and alert that their sister-in-law was really no longer what she used to be.

Xiao Li talked about several Bohou ladies who came to visit her, and Li Xiaomei was able to describe the daughter of that family in detail immediately.

It turned out that Li Xiaomei had already made preparations without Xiao Li noticing.

"The woman from the Zhang family in this picture is really handsome, with watery eyes and skin as fine as white jade..." Little Li said, feeling regretful that such a good daughter was no longer in the Queen's consideration. Because Zhang Chi didn't let his daughter go to school.

Zhang Chi is a confidant of the Supreme Emperor. He is young and has good abilities. In the past few years, he has been in charge of the military department. Although a lot of the rights of the military department have been taken away by the governor's office in the past few years, Zhang Chi, a general who has never led a single soldier, also serves as the deputy minister of the logistics department. That is also An absolute power figure. Moreover, if Chen Ding can get married to the daughter of the Zhang family, the Li family will have established a communication bridge with the elders of the Supreme Emperor, and he can easily bring those elders under his command. Naturally, these people also deepened their close relationship with the emperor, and both parties became in-laws. This is a good thing that kills multiple birds with one stone!

But Zhang Chi's daughter could not meet one of Chen Ming's prerequisites for choosing his daughter-in-law and son-in-law - they must have gone to school. The daughter-in-law must have graduated from Sungkyun High School at least, and the son-in-law must be a higher education.

Xiao Li sighed after hearing this, and Li Xiaomei also looked gloomy. If Chen Ding gets married to the daughter of the Zhang family, his lameness will be cured instantly, and he will be able to walk on two legs instead of one leg. It's a pity, no fate.

Mrs. Li advised Li Xiaomei, "No matter how much it is your mother who should sigh, the Zhang family is not worthy of it. It is the Zhang family's little wife who is unlucky. If this matter spreads, it is the old antique Zhang Chi who should be laughed at." "

Because of a single thought back then, he lost such a good fortune. When word spread about it, Zhang Chi was the only one who was laughed at.

It is even possible that Zhang Chi, who has always followed the emperor's instructions in politics, will be labeled an 'old guard'.

There is no airtight wall in the world. When North Korea's internal report was sent to Nanjing, and then Chen Ming called it back without hesitation, it would take at least three trips. The news that the emperor's eldest son was going to see each other spread throughout Nanjing, and some busybodies even stared at the door of the Li family to see whose wife would come with their daughter.

At the same time, Chen Ming's criteria for choosing his daughter-in-law and son-in-law were also made public.

In Nanjing's official circles, such as Zhang Chi, a family of distinguished ministers, all those who initially looked down upon Chengjun Middle School are now depressed and vomiting blood.

After this news was made public, the whole country became more and more enthusiastic about sending children to school.

What the emperor Chen Ming did was considered professional. Using his own children's marriage as a mediator has given a strong weight to the reform of Chinese education.

In the early winter of October, various newspapers in Nanjing carefully counted the families of the distinguished and important ministers of the current dynasty, and listed all those who were of the right age. As a result, some of these families did not care how outstanding their children were. This game was brought up in an instant.

Zhang Chi is on the list, which is really a sad thing.

"Ask the General Administration of Press and Publication to take good care of it. It is unseemly for a high-ranking official of the imperial court to be praised or criticized because of this matter."

It wasn't until Chen Ming spoke that the storm gradually subsided. But everyone can see the emperor's true attitude. If the emperor really thought it shouldn't be done, he should have given the order long ago. Why wait until the whole world wants to spread it before saying stop?

Chen Ding was not in a good mood during these days. He suddenly realized that he was really going to become an adult, and his wife would have to worry about it.

If it were left to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the prince's elder brother, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, would have already made an appointment and even got married. For example, Yong Si'er was only thirteen years old when he got married, and his direct descendant Fujin Ulanala was three years younger than him.

"My cousin is not older than me? Why doesn't anyone propose marriage to him?"

Chen Ding now felt that whoever saw him had a faint sense of teasing. He was in class at school, and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

In the past, he would dare to take his little brother to take a look at the girls' school, but now, it was as far away as possible.

His ears and eyes were filled with faint sneers.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your cousin has been delayed. Your uncle's title has not been issued yet. He has to wait until he has the title before discussing the marriage. Otherwise, the woman will not have a bad reputation of being a flatterer."

While Chen Ding was talking to Li Xiaomei, Li Kun's eldest son Li Hao stood quietly on the side. He was wearing a moon-white casual dress, and he didn't wear a coat outside. He only tied a blue belt around his waist. The clothes and belt were embroidered with cloud patterns with silver thread. Li Hao's increasingly tall figure and calm temperament made Li Xiaomei more and more satisfied.

Li Hao was still young when he left Lushan, but after he turned twelve, Li Kun no longer concealed his family's origins from him. With such a big secret in his heart, he was suppressed for several years, and even the roughest nature was tempered to be calm and heavy.

Just like a little adult.

Compared with Li Hao, Chen Ding, who already looked older, looked like a child. But it was good this way, Chen Ming was quite satisfied. In his eyes, Li Hao's little adult appearance was not a good thing worthy of praise, but a kind of suppression of the child's nature, which was not conducive to the healthy growth of the child's mind. Chen Ming thought his son was beautiful.

Chen Ding stretched lazily, and with some boredom and lack of energy, he grabbed a Xinhui tangerine from the lotus leaf-like jade plate, tossed it up and down, stretched his neck to look at his younger brother and sister-in-law who were having fun on the slide outside, and sighed like a worried adult.

This place is not the palace, but the amusement park outside the palace. It took several months and hundreds of thousands of dollars to build it in winter. Once it was built, every rest day here became the world of princes and princesses, and soon some young nobles were invited to play. Within a few days, this amusement park became famous in Nanjing.

Li Xiaomei looked at Chen Ding with a melancholy face and sneered, "Where did you learn this lazy look? You don't know how to sit or stand. If your father saw it..." Finally, she sneered.

Chen Ding disagreed, "Mom, there are no outsiders anyway, why do you pretend to be so serious?"

"It's a big loss for those who haven't sat like this. That kind of comfort..., only those who have done it know."

Li Xiaomei certainly has seen people like this, but that was a very distant memory. She was used to being serious and dignified, and seeing this lazy and unruly look, it was not a taste. "Hurry up and sit down. What will people see you like!"

Chen Ding straightened his back reluctantly, and Li Hao on the side finally spoke: "Aunt, don't worry, the eldest prince is a man who knows what he is doing. He has a good temper and will not offend people for no reason, nor will he let people bully him. In school, he is not only outstanding in his studies, but also in sports. He has won over a lot of people."

In the amusement park, this day was another day of singing and laughing. But Sato Ryoichi, who was in a hotel not far from the amusement park, was frowning at the moment.

Not long after he arrived in Shanghai, he learned about the Dutch's misfortune from the Foreign Trade Bank. Hearing that the Dutch were going to turn against the British and get intimate with the Gallic rooster, Sato Ryo was about to collapse. Japan in this era is a very open Japan. Many people clearly understand the current international situation, and know the ins and outs of these blond and blue-eyed red-haired ghosts, and know what the situation is like in Europe.

Compared with the Kingdom of Great Britain, the Dutch are now a pile of shit. If the two sides turn against each other, the Dutch can only be pressed to the ground and rubbed by the British. But this is not what Sato Ryoichi needs to worry about. Sato Ryoichi is only worried about Japanese cotton.

Then within a few days, the Foreign Trade Bank reached out to help Mitsubishi again. They introduced a large cotton merchant to Sato Ryoichi. If Sato can sign a trade contract with this cotton merchant on behalf of Mitsubishi, then Mitsubishi will not have to worry about the problem of raw materials.

During this period, Chen Ming's mood was as good as Sato's mood.

Because the cotton merchant introduced to them by the Foreign Trade Bank had a very bad personality.

He seemed to have grasped Mitsubishi's weakness and made a very excessive request, which made Sato itch with hatred.

The other party proposed to invest in Mitsubishi, which was too abominable. This was a standard case of taking advantage of the fire and adding insult to injury.

If this happened in Japan, Sato would have chopped his opponent with a knife.

But this was in China!

No matter how much hatred he had in his heart, Sato Ryoichi would have to meet with the other party again and again with a smile and invite the other party.

Mitsubishi's situation in Japan these days is not good. Not only is it losing a lot of money in the physical market, but after the news of the Dutch and the British falling out reached Japan, Mitsubishi Textile's stock price in the stock market has plummeted.

Almost everyone abandoned Mitsubishi. Because the lifeblood of Japan's textile industry - the source of raw materials, cotton, is completely controlled by the Chinese, what else can Mitsubishi use to fight the other party? Unless the shogunate is willing to open the country, but is this possible?

Closing the country to the outside world is Japan's national policy. How could it change because of a small Mitsubishi?

The tragedy of Mitsubishi may become a fuse for changing this policy, but it takes a long time to brew. And now Mitsubishi is on the verge of death, dying...

Sato is under tremendous pressure, and this pressure makes him unable to close his eyes many nights.

How many times did he wake up from nightmares? He dreamed that Mitsubishi went bankrupt, that President Sanye committed suicide, and that he, Sato Ryoichi, as a sinner, finally jumped from a tall building.

Sato always broke out in a cold sweat because of such nightmares. But what he was more curious about was why the place where he committed suicide was not like the roof of the China Foreign Trade Bank?

This shouldn't be the case.

Is it because he still has hatred for the China Foreign Trade Bank hidden deep in his heart? Is it because they introduced a cotton merchant who is difficult to deal with to Mitsubishi?

If he really thinks so in his heart, then he is really wrong. Sato Ryoichi felt ashamed of the demon in his heart.

Sato has already understood his opponent. He can really be said to be a big cotton merchant, because he not only holds the cotton production and sales contracts of the military and civilian companies in the three provinces of Zhongyuan, Northern Anhui and Qilu, but also signed a large number of cotton contracts with the British. In terms of strength alone, he is the top figure in the entire Chinese cotton market, and there are only a few in China.

The Foreign Trade Bank was able to introduce such a big businessman to Mitsubishi so quickly, and it was full of sincerity.

"Mr. Sato, please come in. Our chairman has been waiting here for a long time."

The sudden voice startled Sato Ryoichi. After calming down from his dazed look, he realized that a new round of talks had begun.

Chairman Sanye gave him a lot of power, because Mitsubishi in Japan really couldn't hold on any longer.

...

The Chinese press still pays great attention to the situation in Japan. Mitsubishi Textile is not only well-known in Japan, but also has a certain presence in China.

It is a textile kingdom built on the basis of a large number of Chinese loans, and is the largest modern textile enterprise in Japan. But it is also the first enterprise in the entire Eastern world to launch the slogan of expelling Chinese goods and supporting domestic products.

In China, many Chinese are dissatisfied with the handling of the Commercial Bank on this point, and think that the managers there are completely brain-damaged. Raised a white-eyed wolf!

But there are also many people who regard Mitsubishi's problems as a fun story, and regard its success and development as a condiment, as a side proof of China's strength.

There are also many people who regard Sanye Pingbei as a person who seeks fame and reputation. It is believed that Sanye Pingbei holds Chinese funds in one hand and Chinese textile technology in the other, and the textile kingdom developed based on this is full of indelible Chinese elements. He still has the face to clamor to drive out Chinese products and support Japanese domestic products. This is completely a mouth cannon from a commercial perspective, and it is completely advertising to attract people's attention. This person is a thorough businessman, and the pursuit of profit is his biggest goal.

What anti-China and support for domestic products are all routines.

So at this moment, Mitsubishi's road to death can still attract the attention of the Chinese. Although most Chinese people are scolding Sanye Pingbei for his reputation and reputation!

Many Japanese in the security team and the volunteer team think so, and the Japanese mercenaries in the Black Ice Ocean sneer at Sanye Pingbei. Like many Chinese, what do they think is a domestic product? That is, from corporate funds to technology, it is completely domestically produced without any foreign bloodline. Such products are domestic products, real domestic products.

Yoshida Masakazu is such a person, so he didn't feel anything about Mitsubishi's desperate situation.

He had just returned to the city from the tropical rainforest of Java Island to rest, and he didn't want to pay attention to this matter at all. Compared with Mitsubishi, he was more concerned about his son's study.

"Baka, Baka!"

Roaring loudly and angrily, Yoshida Masakazu swung his saber and chopped a scarecrow in front of him beyond recognition.

He exuded a strong anger all over his body.

Qingtian Xinze walked by the side of the training ground and saw Yoshida Masakazu like this. He called over a black ice security guard next to him and asked: "What's going on? Is Yoshida crazy?"

"Report to the commander. Yoshida Masakazu's son failed the Chinese exam again."

"Again?" Qingtian Xinze was surprised. His face immediately became serious, "Yoshida-kun has reason to be angry. This is too outrageous!"

"Children don't know the hardships of the world. Can't they understand how much effort their father has made to ensure that they can study safely in the Chinese school? If they can't pass the Chinese exam, you can imagine the other scores!" Because the test papers of the Chinese school are all written in Chinese characters.

"Hey Yoshida, don't vent your anger on the scarecrow. You need to go back home immediately and teach your son a lesson." Qingtian Xinze felt inexplicably refreshed, as if his son only scored 65 points in Chinese, which was already very good.

He is much happier than Yoshida Shoichi!