Fang Bingsheng also chose to hold a house, and knowing that the rules here are actually not complicated: whoever has more money in the opponent will be dangerous.

Therefore, he naturally removed the small contractor Qi Yunlu and the owner of the bookstore who "restored the ancient system", and pointed to four people from the Longchuan Chamber of Commerce and asked: "Brother Liu, have you been dragging these people out of your own way?"

He wanted to see the wishes of these people. No one knew what the election was for, nor did he have any strong intention to run for the election. If there was no other disadvantage, the four members of Longchuan's parliament would have won the Opium Party.

Liu Guojian frowned and thought for a while, saying, "The Wang Yu family who made glass was persuaded by the pastor to express their loyalty to God. The Wang Yu family also said that if they use the election census and increase taxes, they would be regarded as his eleventh dedication. Fan Linhui, who is the match, was the most reluctant, and I was desperate. In order to persuade him to run for the election according to the policy, I even joined the Longchuan Business Fellowship, and persuaded them every day. The reason why Fan Linhui ran for election was because I really had a place in my hand. I encouraged the merchants and factory owners to draw lots. For God, for His Majesty, for the Song Dynasty, for Longchuan County, I chose another one, and he was drawn out. This was God's will, and he couldn't take my face and the church's face, otherwise how could he stay in Longchuan in the future!"

(Note: Felloion (English: felloion; Greek: koiνwν?a), that is, partnership, originated from the word "community" in the Bible, which means mutual interaction and relationship building, and refers to the intercourse between God and man and the intimate relationship between Christians. Fellowship is now commonly used as the name of specific Christian (Protestant) meetings, and it aims to enhance the collective friendship between Christians and admirers in pursuit of faith and mutual sharing and help. Therefore, the broad sense of fellowship can also refer to churches and other forms of Christian gatherings. Fellowship is the most basic and very important church life for Christians, so fellowship is also called Christian fellowship.

Fellowship meetings are narrowly and are the most common fellowship. In addition to Sunday worship meetings on Sunday, churches have separate meetings according to group nature, which can be called fellowship meetings. Almost every church has fellowship meetings. Fellowship is usually named as group names such as organization, age, region, language, occupation, Bible characters, etc. Such as: Fellowship of a certain church, Youth Fellowship, Shanghai Fellowship, Chinese Fellowship, Nurses Fellowship, Joshua Fellowship, Couple Fellowship, etc. The main contents of fellowship meetings include prayer, poetry worship, Bible study, sharing, dinner, etc.

It can be understood as a group that classifies people under the church. Each church has many fellowships, such as by occupation, by age, and by marriage or not.)

"Where is Zhang Qijie?" Fang Bingsheng was very eye-catching when he saw Zhang Qijie. He claimed to have the largest textile factory in Longchuan, and people with textile factories under his name are often rich.

Liu Guojian snapped his fingers and said, "Brother, Zhang Qijie is one of the few local bastards except for the group of bastards in your foreign medicine guild. He and Li Guangxi are among the few who took the initiative to run for election, and they also helped me persuade others."

"Why?" Fang Bingsheng was stunned, thinking that no one would take the initiative to run for the election these days except those Confucian scholars who were not as good as ever.

Liu Guojian did not answer, but smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Zhang Qijie's story is so long. Let's talk about Li Guangxi first."

He pointed to the name and said, "I heard that Li Guangxi wants to expand his business in Huizhou. He has bought some shares in two weaving factories in Huizhou, and his son is also in Huizhou Church School, so he ran for the election."

"What does the election have to do with going to Huizhou?" Fang Bingsheng asked in confusion.

"Aren't you an election expert? Don't you know this?" Liu Guojian was as surprised. He explained to Fang Bingsheng: "This time Longchuan is the fourth pilot election city. Although we are actually a county town, the members of the election can still go directly to the government parliament and automatically obtain the qualifications of the government parliament, and there is no need to elect again. Li Guangxi just wanted to use the government parliament as a government parliament to settle in Huizhou Prefecture with a legitimate status."

"It is automatically obtained the qualification of a member of the government? Dongguan and Foshan are all big cities, so it is very similar. Longchuan is one or two levels lower than the above cities. Can this small county behave in the same way?" Fang Bingsheng couldn't even get along.

"The newspaper has been published in the morning. You won't even not read the imperial newspaper, right?" Liu Guojian was also surprised.

Fang Bingsheng secretly gritted his teeth. He had manipulated the elections in the three cities. His judgment on his job was very boring, and he was simply a group of fools taking off their clothes in front of the people.

It's completely meaningless. He can't even confirm whether the ** congressmen who played like this can form a proposal meeting. They are simply a group of clowns. Can such clowns really bring him huge wealth and power as Zhong Jialiang thinks?

If Zhong Jialiang's prediction is true, it can only be said that there is a real god, because the Western countries that have established national policies through such a powerful parliament have not perished!

Therefore, although Fang Bingsheng is the legitimate first election expert of Hai Song, he never reads the newspaper about parliamentarians and elections. He thinks this thing is an insult to the IQ of everyone, Weng Jianguang, Zhong Jialiang and even the emperor, and only after experiencing it, he knows the truth.

So Fang Bingsheng really didn't know that there was such a big lottery in this Longchuan election, and it seemed that the emperor was also in a state of great anxiety.

"Li Guangxi can go to Huizhou now, why bother to do this? So what's wrong with this person surnamed Zhang?" Fang Bingsheng lowered his head to cover up his ignorance and asked at Zhang Qijie's name in the table.

"Zhang Qijie is a big shot in this small county town, quite famous," Liu Guojian waved his hand and said, "Although this man is not a seawestern man, he is truly knowledgeable and is one of the rare Western masters in this city."

"How do you say it?" Shan Ji asked.

"He came back from Kingsoft City, USA. This person got up in the first Western building in our county." Liu Guojian said.

"The eight-story tower outside the city, which is like a tower, is his? The famous guy nicknamed Zhang Taojin, is him?" Shan Ji gasped. He was still familiar with some celebrities in Longchuan, who was in Longchuan.

Zhang Qijie, nicknamed Zhang Taojin, was poor when he was young, but later he went to the distant America at a loss.

Usually, when people from Guangdong and Fujian go to America, they will marry a girl at home. Sometimes they meet, sometimes they don’t meet, and sometimes they leave the next day of the bridal chamber. This is to continue the incense.

Because this kind of daughter-in-law often starts to live a widow as soon as they enter the door, looking away from the door every day, hoping that her husband can come back. The nickname is "Wishing Kids".

Because Zhang Qijie was too poor, he didn't even marry his family and went to the United States alone.

After discovering Kingsoft in the United States, he also followed a group of Chinese to hunt for gold. He was not lucky and had nothing to find except a pile of stones and poisonous snakes.

Later he discovered a profitable business: Most of the people who flocked to San Francisco to find gold were single men, Western men were very lazy and didn't wash clothes at all, so they hired people to do laundry.

Although Chinese are all men, they are skillful and willing to do such work that Americans and Irish people disdain to do.

Zhang Qijie opened a laundry and washed clothes for Jinjinke: a dozen shirts, washing and ironing, which costs half a dollar.

The business was so good. Zhang Qijie opened his eyes before dawn and was busy until dark. He had no chance to lift his head for eighteen hours a day.

Therefore, although he did not find gold, he also made a fortune.

In the later period, Chinese people were jealous of this kind of business. More and more Chinese people opened laundry shops, and the prices were suppressed by each other.

At first, a dozen shirts cost half a dollar, but later, a dozen shirts cost only five to ten cents.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Qijie felt that even if he was exhausted, he could not make any money. He used his first pot of gold to open a restaurant and became the first wave of elements in Chinatown, San Francisco.

Chinatown business is pretty good, and you can pass through Cantonese and Fujian dialect here without any obstacles, but Chinatown always has a big problem, which makes all Chinese people feel at slightest.

There are no Chinese women in Chinatown.

The whole street looked very lively. The owners put their braids on their heads and dressed up to attract customers. The crowds on the street were always bustling with yellow faces, but there were no Chinese women.

Chinese people pay attention to returning to their roots. Whoever comes to the United States does not expect this distant country that needs to sail for two months to reach will become their hometown. All the female relatives stay in their hometown and rely on their own hands and sweat to work hard to become rich.

They are warriors, not immigrants.

Therefore, Zhang Qijie saw that there were more and more news about his hometown in the newspapers, and a new ruler had been born and took root. Newspapers from various countries gave him a good review, so he finally felt like going home.

I sold the store and packed all the US dollar, silver bars and gold bars in two large Western suitcases with copper and silver. After a long period of bumpy sea, I got ashore in Haijing. Then I passed by a very backward but extremely friendly land route, and the waterway scenery arrived at my hometown, Longchuan County.

After arriving at the county town, I was not in a hurry to go back to my ancestral home, but chose a sunny day. I put on the best robe and jacket, a Western top hat, a civilized stick, and sunglasses. I hired two porters to carry their own large Western suitcases. I followed slowly behind me, hiring people in front to beat drums and drums, set off firecrackers, and kept shouting: "Celebrating Mr. Zhang's return to his hometown."

In this way, I slowly returned to the dilapidated village where I gave birth to myself, and regarded the hustle and bustle of this industry as a reward for my ten years of hard work.

No one would be jealous of people like Zhang Qijie. Everyone knows that their money is really exchanged for life and blood and sweat.

Compared with the villagers, even a national subject like Hai Song who screams every day and wants to use the soul of the West, he has seen the world and has lived and worked with foreigners for ten years. Therefore, although Longchuan is a poor and broken place, he still set up watchtowers and opened Western factories. In a few years, he became a big shot in the Longchuan Chamber of Commerce.

Even when the railway was built, all the villages were about to rebel, he advanced into Longchuan City and bought a large land by relying on the railway station where he had just selected a large mud pond. He built a textile factory. When the railway was repaired, his factory had just been established. He could use the railway to purchase materials and sell finished products. Not to mention that business is profitable, the land alone appreciated ten times, and it is still rising rapidly. Everyone knows that there are excellent Feng Shui treasure land around the railway station, but you will definitely not be able to buy good things that are priceless.

"About this, Mr. Zhang, I admire him very much and have vision! Really, people who have been to the West are really different!" Liu Guojian was still unsatisfied after introducing Zhang Qijie's resume, and he smacked his lips and expressed his admiration.

"This guy is so full that he wants to run for election? Or is the parliament really a good thing? Just like the land around the railway station? Why can't I see it?" Shan Ji clapped her hands and applauded the local elite's vision, while Fang Bingsheng next to her fell into deep thought with his glasses.

"Brother Fang, what does this election mean? Select the people and let them check the accounts?" Liu Guojian asked when Fang Bingsheng didn't say anything.

"No way? Just talk about it." Fang Bingsheng thought of the crooked and crooked people he had handled. Not to mention the opium guild people, even their opponents were a group of bad people, and they were not considered as the elites of the people. If he wanted to say that the congressman could really formulate national policies like Zhong Jialiang said, he was the first to disbelief.

"That's to really take the opportunity to let the rich show their heads and start levying personal income tax?" Liu Guojian asked again.

"This is also groundless. Among the top figures of Haijing, I really haven't heard of this meaning." Fang Bingsheng replied.

"Damn it! I really hope to collect taxes as soon as possible!" Liu Guojian slapped his hands hard with some disappointment.

"What?" Fang Bingsheng asked in confusion.

"The finances have no money!" Liu Guojian was excited: "Although Longchuan has become a model city now, is this enough? Do you know how many grand plans I have? I want to build a large sewer like Haijing to completely eliminate the fact that rainwater blocks the streets when it rains in Longchuan; I want to build a highway network outside the city and build a cross-river bridge; in a word, I have to have any good things in the capital!"

Speaking of this, Liu Guojian seemed to have lost his momentum as if a deflated ball had lost his momentum. He spread his hands and said, "There is no money to repair... the tax is too light, so he can only collect taxes on the farmers, but the farmers can't squeeze out a lot of money. They go bankrupt and come to the factory to work. The industrial and commercial tax is too light, so they can't spoil them like this."

As if suddenly remembering something, Liu Guojian asked in a panic: "Hey, I said, you Songyou Tie Electric have started to build the Longmei Line from Longchuan to Meizhou, Chaozhou Prefecture. Haven't you planned it for many years? Longchuan is going to become a railway hub!"

"Do you think we have money?" Fang Bingsheng sighed and said, "Stop planning. We planned the entire Song State out of the railway network ten years ago, but now there is no money to build it from Ganzhou to Nanchang. Who will repair this dragon plum line for you?"

"Oh, the country is too poor, this is not good." Liu Guojian wiped his excited forehead and sweated, and said, "Actually, I think the tolls of the Qing Dynasty Lijin Station are very good. Set up toll stations on the road and docks, and pump water according to the value of passing goods. There are so many roads and docks in our Song Dynasty. If this tax is imposed, our government will get rich overnight?! Didn't you see that the Hunan Army and the Huai Army rely on Lijin to support it? That's a province that feeds a main force of the Qing Dynasty. Although Lijin was an invention of the Qing Dynasty, we can't learn everything from foreigners. Isn't it good to use chopsticks for meals? So, I think even if the Qing Dynasty has a good idea, we can use it."

As he said that, Liu Guojian patted Fang Bingsheng on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, I've decided on it for you: Lijin is charged the same as the railway. Isn't it enough to add the toll to the fare? Haha!"

"I think the government is poor, tell the emperor to go, let's just spend money." Fang Bingsheng said with a smile.

Liu Guojian sighed helplessly, lit a few names on the list and said, "Then tell me why Zhong Jialiang is so interested in the parliament and sent you, a railway company official, to take care of this matter."

Fang Bingsheng's mouth twitched, and his expression seemed to be telling a ghost story. He said, "To be honest, I don't know much about the parliament. I specifically asked Mr. Zhong Jialiang. He gave some examples of the parliament, such as letting the Dasong Shipbuilding Bureau own privately."

"What? The Song Dynasty Shipbuilding Bureau has privately owned? Isn't it a private steamer gunship?" Liu Guojian opened his mouth in disbelief.

"It is a part of the private ownership of the ** steamer building," Fang Bingsheng continued to twitch the corner of his mouth, as if he felt that he was talking about a myth: "Mr. Zhong Jialiang said that since the arms could be privately owned, the old state-owned shipbuilding bureau was not good. If there was a parliament, it would be possible to propose to breed and start businesses, and the court should not interfere in the business affairs."

"Is it possible? The parliament can do this?" Liu Guojian laughed: "Zhong Jialiang has money to cook, and he is stupid to eat opium!"

"Anyway, that's what he said, and he said that our eldest brother Weng Jianguang can also own a private railway." Fang Bingsheng curled his lips and said in his stomach: If I were a high-ranking official of the court, I would immediately shoot Zhong Jialiang.

"Can you own a private railway? A large project that is paved with tens of millions of dollars? A free gift like the Manufacturing Bureau?" Liu Guojian widened his eyes.

Fang Bingsheng spread his hands and sighed: "This is probably a dream. It would be great to allow us to build and manage. But even if we have private ownership, we don't agree."

"Why?" Liu Guojian was stunned.

"Private ownership is OK, at least you have to wait until the emperor gives money to Nanchang before private ownership! Now that you have private ownership, who can I pay for it?"

Fang Bingsheng and Liu Guojian laughed at the same time.

Since everything was agreed, Fang Bingsheng copied a list of candidates and shook hands and said goodbye.

Fang Bingsheng also wanted to invite Liu Guojian to dinner.

"I know brother, you like to play mahjong, so I can play with my brother tonight?" Fang Bingsheng said with a smile.

Liu Guojian raised his eyebrows when he heard this: I would definitely give him money by playing mahjong.

"Okay, okay, I haven't tried my best to practice card skills for a long time, haha." Liu Guojian burst into laughter.

"We'll come to the yamen to find you tonight?" Fang Bingsheng smiled and said, "Didn't we always let go of the table and play here before?"

"That's the old calendar," Liu Guojian smiled: "Now we are not playing in the yamen anymore, we all go to the private room of the teahouse next door. But today is not good, I'm too busy, how about tomorrow?"

"Good tomorrow, but why don't you play in the yamen?" Fang Bingsheng was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the secretary next to him interrupted, "It's not that Longchuan's shameless tabloids are making trouble, saying that we play mahjong in the yamen every day, and the superiors send people to investigate, so my uncle had to play next door."

"What's wrong with playing mahjong? Relax and entertaining! The tabloid is so hateful! Do you know who it is? Tell me the name, I'll find someone to break his leg!" Shan Ji shouted angrily.

Liu Guojian smiled awkwardly and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, tabloids are not easy to mess with. They are all crazy hooligans and gangsters. They usually have to make trouble. Besides, there are too many people now, so it is a bit crowded for us, sixteen townsmen, to play with four tables every day. The next door is so bright and open."
To be continued...