"Young Master, I don't dare to ask questions or think randomly anymore because of my humble position."

Song Xiaoniu was so frightened that he waved his hands desperately and begged for mercy, "The eldest young master made the mistake of the younger one. You have to bring the younger one out next time, eldest young master..."

He is naive but not stupid. He finally meets a wise master, but if he offends him, his life will be over.

"Okay Maverick, we'll talk about this later. I'll go up and have a rest first. We'll set off tomorrow morning after the fifth watch. If the chariot is not available, just leave it at the post house. Mr. Zhang and the others will come and get it themselves. If you're bored later, Don't panic, go shopping by yourself, but remember not to bring weapons, this is Jiangning Prefecture, not our Hangzhou Prefecture."

After saying that, he got up and left.

He had to pay attention to this verbose recruit. He had to discipline him well. It was best to let Zuo Gang control him and teach him the rules.

Read more and ask less, and never ask around for things you shouldn't know. This is the basic quality of being a personal guard.

"Why…"

Song Xiaoniu stood up and said goodbye. When Chen Tianhua disappeared outside the cafeteria, he stuck out his tongue, made a face, sat down and continued eating.

He didn't know what the scene was like in the Governor's Mansion, but the scene in the square outside the camp gate early in the morning was scary enough.

But he didn't dare to ask any more questions. If he asked too many questions, he would get a blank look and a scolding. If he really didn't take him out, he would suffer too much.

By the way, Chen Tianhua went upstairs to his upper room, took off his clothes, and took a rest on the kang early in the morning.

I didn't sleep well last night. Today's trip to the Governor's Office was even more thrilling and exhausting than the battle in Dameishan Town.

At five o'clock the next day, the sky was dim and bright.

After Chen Tianhua got up on time, he meditated in the small courtyard in front of his house to practice Qigong. Then he performed a set of martial arts boxing, sweating all over his body.

After washing himself with well water, he was about to go to the front yard to have breakfast when the door to the yard was pushed open.

In addition to Song Xiaoniu, those who came in also included Zhang Yuxiao, the official in charge of the Liangjiang Governor's Office, and his assistant.

"Zhang Yuxiao, who is my official, has met the eldest young master. Good morning, eldest young master." Zhang Yuxiao and his assistant saluted respectfully.

Yesterday afternoon, Chen Tianhua, Xiang Shuai and the five major staff members drank and talked on the Wuming Mountain in the back garden. This incident has been spread throughout the offices of the Governor-General.

The eldest young master's new favorite, Zhang Yuxiao and others did not dare to show any slights.

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang, you arrived in time. I was thinking whether to send you the official carriage back, but I didn't expect you to come and get it yourself." Chen Tianhua bowed in return and teased him casually, which showed that he was in a good mood.

"Master, I have made a special trip to take you to Xiaguan Pier and send you an urgent telegram." With that said, Zhang Yuxiao took out a telegram from his pocket and handed it over.

"Telegram? Where did it come from?" Chen Tianhua asked in shock as he took the telegram.

"The chief of staff, Mr. Licheng, handed it to me in the morning. He said he only received it last night and it was taken from Hangzhou Prefecture."

While talking, Chen Tianhua had already finished reading the telegram. The only sentence on it was, "Go to Shanghai quickly to find Sheng. I have something important." The person signing the message was Li Cunzhi.

After reading the telegram, Chen Tianhua's face turned serious.

The father-in-law sent an urgent telegram, explaining that something happened at Sheng Xuanhuai's place in Shanghai, and it should be a rather difficult matter.

After Sheng Xuanhuai's father passed away at the end of last year, he asked the court to resign and Ding You stayed at home.

His left minister of the Ministry of Industry has been allowed to resign, and he still has the supervision of the railway, post and telegraph bureau, steamship investment promotion bureau, etc., but has not yet been allowed to resign, but he has been replaced by someone else.

Now, he should be at home.

During the Chinese New Year, he observed mourning in his hometown in Changzhou. After Chen Tianhua's wedding that day, he should have returned to Shanghai.

What did you say when you didn't see him during the wedding a few days ago?

Is he afraid of affecting the atmosphere of the wedding?

Don’t know what big things happened in Shanghai?

Chen Tianhua was thinking a lot and couldn't think of anything right now, so he had to go to Shanghai first and find out.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Let's set off to the dock now."

"Please, young master, the official chariot is at the door."

"..."

Without further ado, Chen Tianhua stepped on the official chariot and the road was smooth. He saw at the city gate that it was the official chariot of the Governor's Mansion. Who dared to check?

Other carriages on the road saw him and gave way one after another.

After a while, the official train arrived at the Xiaguan Military Wharf. Chen Tianhua said goodbye to Zhang Yuxiao, the official of the ceremony room, and then strode into the small steamer.

"Oh, young master, I didn't expect you to come back so soon." Zuo Gang, who was still sleeping in the cabin with sharp eyes, called out first.

"Young Master..."

"..."

The other guards were so shocked that they jumped up.

This group of people did not stay at the inn. They ate and slept in the cabin, which was fully equipped and made it easy to eat, drink and have sex.

The cook went ashore and purchased a large amount of fresh vegetables, meat, fish, etc.

Yesterday, Zuo Gang and several guards went to the downtown area of ​​Jiangning Mansion for a stroll, and also went to the Confucius Temple to pay homage to the statue of Saint Confucius.

In the evening, we also took a night cruise on the Qinhuai River. Several vigorous men were fascinated by the promiscuous women on the flower boats.

In the return cabin at night, several grown men tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. As a result, they were still fast asleep at dawn.

"Get up, everyone, hurry up and clean up the cabin and get ready to sail." Chen Tianhua raised his eyebrows and shouted in a very unhappy tone.

"As commanded."

The erotic dream of Zuo Gang and others had long been frightened and disappeared, and they immediately returned to normal.

After a while, the cabin was cleaned up, and the small steamer started sailing along the Yangtze River towards its destination - Shanghai.

…

April 15th, evening.

On the Huangpu River in Shanghai, the summer breeze is blowing, and the sunset and the twilight reflected in the western mountains are like a dying old man whose lamp has run out of oil.

No. 6 on the Bund, on the side of the main road, a four-story British Gothic-style building stands in the dusk.

The huge round stone pillars, Roman columns, Gothic-style floor-to-ceiling windows, and the small Catholic cross spire all indicate the excellence of this place.

This is the famous China Commercial Bank Head Office Building.

As night falls, the business hall on the first floor has long been closed. The whole building is pitch dark except for the easternmost room on the third floor. The window lattice is open, and a faint light shines from inside.

A slender figure stood in front of the mottled window sill. Sheng Xuanhuai, who was still in Dingyou period, was deep in thought with an English pipe in his mouth.

On the large desk behind him were a stack of newly submitted reports and several copies of the Shanghai Declaration.

So all these contents are related to the latest major events in Commercial Bank.

…

At the end of the last century, the Qing Dynasty had just experienced a disastrous defeat in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, and was shrouded in the shadow of war reparations.

The national treasury was empty, but the financial lifeblood of the Qing Dynasty, including liquid currency, were all in the hands of foreign banks.

The traditional bank accounts of Chinese businessmen cannot compete with the huge foreign banks, so they can only stand on the sidelines and watch helplessly.

At this time, Sheng Xuanhuai, Minister of Mines and Railways, presented a memorial to Emperor Guangxu to establish the Chinese Merchant Bank, which was quickly approved by the emperor.
Chapter completed!