If he was in front of outsiders, Yuan Weiting would have hidden his mind and used some tricks of evil heroes. However, Zhao Guanhou's statement just now and his complaints in front of Shen Jinying made him fully feel at ease with Zhao Guanhou, and he decided that his pattern was only a talented person, so he would open his mind and go straight to the point.

After Zhao Guanhou restored the provincial parliament in Shandong, he invited Zou Jingze to come back as the Speaker Wang Hexuan as the deputy Speaker, and made detailed regulations, giving the Shandong Provincial Parliament great power. It is said that without the approval of the provincial parliament, no government orders cannot be passed, and many provinces even use Shandong as an example for the people to live in.

But in fact, the Shandong Provincial Parliament became a rubber stamp in Zhao Guanhou's hand. As long as the government orders he was willing to pass, they would never be blocked. On the contrary, the proposals rejected by the parliament, without exception, were all detrimental to Zhao Guanhou's government orders or his personal rule, and they would be resolved with the help of the provincial parliament.

Yuan Weiting admired his control in the parliament, but there was no way to know how to operate it. Currently, among the eight hundred arhats in the parliament, fifty arhats are from Shandong. Judging from Zhao Guanhou's control over them, these are at least fifty iron votes. According to the principle that more than half of the election plus the higher votes, these fifty votes can be regarded as an important magic weapon to determine the outcome.

But he seized Zhao Guanhou's financial power and asked Shandong MPs to support him unconditionally, which made him feel a little guilty. Fortunately, Zhao Guanhou was quick and had already guessed his idea and took the initiative to say: "I will come to find a way for Shandong MPs' work. In the past few days, I will visit them and explain the difficulties of the president and the difficulties of the country to them. I believe that these people know how to choose."

"If this is the case, it will be a great blessing for the country, Guanhou, your achievements are comparable to those of you in expanding your territory. After the event is completed, I will thank you very much!"

Yuan Weiting was overjoyed. He knew that the fifty members of Shandong were all celebrities from Shandong and famous people from Qi and Lu. Not only did they have fifty votes in their hands, but more importantly, these people were very appealing in the parliament, and there were also relatives and friends among the members of other provinces. Once they rang, they could gather a lot of strength.

Moreover, Zhao Guanhou educated Shandong to emphasize literature over science, and cultivated a large number of verbal warriors who are good at debate. Although these people have no idea, they have a thousand words in their hearts. In such air-to-air discussion occasions as Congress, these verbal warriors have infinite combat power and are not inferior to the enemy. With them in Congress, they are comparable to the battlefield, and there is a strong team out of thin air.

After a happy time, the treatment was particularly good. Not only did the reception last long, but he also had lunch at noon. Before the meal, the military band played as usual. The Jinshi had abdicated. During the Feng'an ceremony, no one followed the old rules of Bayin in the capital. In the Forbidden City, no one could follow the movements here.

When he was having dinner, Yuan Weiting talked about the interesting stories about **** again, such as the little emperor was imitating the adults to call, and he didn't know where to hang up the phone, which caused many storms. Cheng Tao, the seventh master of the Northern Palace, formed his own squad and performed opera, and became a first-class actor in the capital, which made Zhao Guanhou sigh. When asked about the situation in Shandong, Zhao Guanhou said:

"In Shandong, in addition to managing the relief of the bannermen, there is another reason I found for him. It is similar to Qi Ye. He set up a drama club in Shandong, and he and a group of famous actors arranged the plays. Mr. Zhen was the Nine-Gate Opera, and he was just right for him to do this."

"Yes, he really does what he does to his best for this. This person is good at using it. How about the big boss?"

Zhao Guanhou shook his head, "The big old man's body is really not very good. He is too old and has a good health day by day. Before leaving, he was seriously ill. Yu Qing should have come to Beijing to attend the Feng'an ceremony, but she was wrong with the empress dowager. Secondly, she was very pregnant. After giving birth to Xiaoci, she wanted to have a son this time, so she paid special attention to it, so she would not be able to get tired of it if she was not good at traveling. Thirdly, the big old man's health was like this, and she was a woman and could not leave even if she had to serve the medicine."

Yuan Weiting nodded, "When talking about the clan members of the former Jin Dynasty, the bastards these people have done, I can't finish it for a few days. But sometimes I think that apart from this point of view, having these clan members may not necessarily be a bad thing. If there is no one around the emperor, he becomes a real person. These clan members are like his eyes and ears and ears. Just like the power of the clan members in a mountain village, with the help of clan members, they can ensure that they are not bullied. With these clan members around the emperor, they can ensure that their authority will not fall outside. Therefore, the demise of the Jin Dynasty does not depend on the monarchy system, but on people. His clan members are not able to assist the king. If they are the ministers of the clan members, they are like crown princes, and the Jin Dynasty may not be destroyed."

At the dinner table, he counted the numbers, "Arbion, Prussia, Tiel, Fusang... Among the great powers, so many countries have emperors, and they are still powerful countries. It can be seen that countries with emperors may not be weak, and countries without emperors may not be strong. The key is not whether there are emperors or not, but whether there are capable ministers. When the constitutional monarchy was implemented, if it were not for Kang Liang and a white-faced scholar, but for those with capable ministers, it would be a different situation."

"Brother-in-law is very insightful, this is indeed reasonable."

Zhao Guanhou responded, recalling Zhang Yuan's words, but ultimately did not say them.

Yuan Weiting seemed to have some reaction when he was waiting for him. When he couldn't wait, he paused and asked, "Do you think that Shandong has been better or worse than the former gold medal?"

"This... cannot be said good or bad, it is still the same. It is still the president who trusts the power to low-ranking positions without anyone restraining them. If it were the pre-Kim era, low-ranking positions would be followed, and many government orders would not be implemented."

"This cannot be blamed on the previous gold, but on the other hand. For example, when Ci Sheng was in the Japanese, you were decisive and vigorous in Shandong, no one could control you. If you reward you with a sword of Shangfang, no one would dare to say a word. If you do not restrict the situation, I think it would be more affordable to the pre-Jin era. After two years of co-union, I can see that this co-union is not much stronger than the imperial system."

Zhao Guanhou did not answer this and only pointed the topic to the side, so Yuan Weiting stopped chasing him. After a while, Yuan Weiting suddenly remembered something, "A few days ago, a newspaper published the incident in your Shandong. It seemed that it was your wife, and it seemed that she was not very careful. She publicly traveled with men in Songjiang. Is there such a thing? At that time, the newspaper also included four limericks, trying to turn China into Thai, and the people's freedom was mentioned everywhere. In the fast horse, the elders were the first in the first place. What's going on?"

"Oh, this is nothing. Leng He is in a bank business and is bound to deal with people. Of course, he has more time to negotiate with men and less time to negotiate with women. In addition, she is an international student, a foreign style, and drinking and dancing with men are all normal social interactions. If she doesn't take it seriously, she won't make a fuss. However, the reporter who writes this newspaper is too rare to see."

Yuan Weiting shook his head, "This cannot be blamed on the reporter. Although she is an international student, she is also a Chinese. Since she is a Chinese, she should abide by Chinese etiquette. How can a woman's family be tugging with a man or even dancing together? What kind of morality is this? You should discipline her more, cultivate her and manage her family and govern the country and pacify the world. If her family cannot be unified, how can the country be governed? Like the way of a saint, she should also read it. Don't just read foreign books and not read books from her own country. This is not good."

He seemed to remember something and commented: "I invited Wang Xiangweng, one of the six sons of Sumen, to work at the History Museum. He was quite crazy and acted absurdly. After losing his wife, he never re-entered his stance, but an old and ugly Zhou woman took care of her daily life. This time he went to Beijing, he also brought this Zhou woman with him. The banquet and banquets were all taken with her. The old woman was vulgar and unliterate, had no social skills, and made a lot of jokes. She even asked for bribes and went everywhere to fight for the autumn wind, which ruined Wang Xiang's reputation a lot. But even so, Wang Xiangweng still remembered his old love and did not blame him. This is the benefit of reading ancient books. International students have some ability to do Western affairs and do things. But to be a human being, it is better for officials who read the books of sages by ourselves. They talk about loyalty and righteousness, which is more trustworthy than Ge Ming's international students."

Seeing that Yuan Weiting was thinking about the rules of the previous dynasty in his words, Zhao Guanhou felt uneasy and thoughtful. He advised him that it was impossible to go back in the current era, but he immediately denied his own idea. Yuan Weiting is now suspicious that the local governors are holding their troops and not taking the president seriously. He makes this suggestion now, which is not the same as making his doubts firm. He has to wait for the future and then make suggestions through Shen Jinying.

After dinner, Yuan Weiting no longer kept him and urged him to report to the preparatory office of the Feng'an ceremony. The preparatory office was located in the empress dowager's mother's house, Fangjiayuan, the former residence of Cheng'en Duke Guixiang.

This is also the family of Empress Dowager Cixi, two empress dowagers in one family, which is outstanding. However, Cheng's benefactor Guixiang is squandering and has no talent, so he has never let go of anything. Fang Jiayuan's house is always neither good nor bad, and it is not too luxurious.

The general office of the Preparatory Office was Shi Xu, the Minister of the Interior. He followed the Jinshi to stay in the capital and never left for a moment. He still went to the Forbidden City on time every day to kowtow to see the Lord, standing in the squad, waiting for the order, as if the Jin Kingdom still existed and had not yet perished.

For example, the Empress Dowager was the one who was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so he naturally had to have it. Another minister who was responsible for the work was Xu Juren, who was unable to live for a long time, because he was unable to live for a long time.

He was a black Hanlin, and his identity was greatly suppressed in the preparation office. But he took the lead and came earlier than many former Jin Yi Lao, which was considered a first move. In addition, there was a friendship between the president behind him. If he didn't look at the monks and Buddhas, he would not be able to escape the position of a helper.

When Zhao Guanhou arrived at the preparation room, he pushed the door and bursts of smoke came to his nose. The smoke in the room was covered with smoke, like a fairyland. In the room, there were cigarettes on the kang in the inner and inner rooms for a group of loyal ministers to solve their hibiscus habit. In the room, he held a hookah and kept spitting out the clouds.

The people in this room were all wearing robes and jackets, and arranged in order to sit, and according to the official rank or their own identity and qualifications, they were meticulous, as if the previous dynasty was restored. Pushing the door in, giving people a sense of surprise in time and space. The time and space inside and outside were several years apart. The only difference was that according to the previous gold rules, the lower officials could only smoke dry tobacco when they saw the superiors, but the room was full of hookahs, which was mostly a common achievement.

He was dressed in military uniform. After entering the door, he was like a camel in a group of monkeys, which was the most eye-catching. The old ministers first opened their squinting eyes, but then, someone changed the expression on his face at the speed of Sichuan Opera changing his face and greeted him to meet him.

"Marty, when did you arrive? Where did you call the mansion? If you have time, I want to see you. You are busy with official business and have not forgotten to attend the ceremony. This is really a pure minister!"

When the remaining ministers of the previous dynasty saw the new nobles together, they not only did not look angry, but instead regarded them as confidants. It can be seen that these loyal and honest hearts are as bold as generous as they are, which is beyond the reach of people.

Zhao Guanhou exchanged a few greetings with everyone, and came to Xu Juren to greet him again. Xu Juren and Zhao Guanhou had worked outside the pass, and their relationship was closer than others. He had not moved yet. At this time, he waved his hand, "No need to be polite. You are wearing this outfit and it is not as good as you treat me. My listener is in the doorman, and let them find you clothes to change."

Without waiting for an answer, a clear voice came from the inner room

"Who is here? But Shaoxuan? Didn't I say that, as soon as Shaoxuan comes, he will immediately invite the inner room, why don't he come in!"

The door curtain was tilted, and a man in his thirty years rushed out from inside. He had not smoked his big smoke and his eyes were completely opened. He took Zhao Guanhou's hand and was about to walk into the inner room. He walked and said, "It's time, who cares about what to wear. Now he has big gold, and your soldiers have braids, and if you have this one, you will be..."

Zhao Guanhou had already recognized that the one who rushed out was one of the initiators of the Zongshe Party, King Gong Puwei. He opposed communism and was the best at peace with Shanqi. However, Liangfu died of fried eggs. King Gong left first when he heard about the news. Later, he pointed to the direction of the capital and cursed Yuan Benchu, which was no longer helpful to the overall situation.

After the establishment of the Communist Party, Xiao Gong was quite restless and traveled between Qingdao and the capital. It is said that he often came and went in Dongjiaomin Lane, and was considered a very active member. However, he had neither the reputation of the Six Sages nor the talents of the Six Kings. Zhao Guanhou did not restrain his actions, nor did he observe them on purpose.

Today, when he heard what he said, it seemed that he had an appointment with Zhang Yuan and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I am humble to be the marquis of Zhao Guanhou, I salute the prince. Shaoxuan has something to do in Xuzhou, so I am afraid that this ceremony will not be able to come."

"Ah? Can't come?" Pu Wei stopped and found that he had recognized the wrong person. At this time, Zhao Guanhou had been pulled into the inner room by him and saw that the other person on the big smoke couch was King Su Shanqi. There was also a middle-aged man in his forties. He was short and strong, but had a very good face. I don't know who he was.

They had no choice but to hide from each other. In addition, most of the royal family lived in Qingdao and most of the savings were in the bannerman's fund. They dared not disrespect Zhao Guanhou, the local snake, so Shanqi had to get up and salute Zhao Guanhou with Xiao Gong.
Chapter completed!