Under the awning at the entrance of the workshop, the atmosphere was a little strange.
Pan Zixin looked at Zhu Weichu nervously, waiting for fate to decide!
Pan Youdu was also so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat. The reason was because of the Pan family's identity.
The Qing court implemented the policy of one-port trade and supported commercial firms to manage foreign trade. As the head of the business, the Pan family accounted for almost half of the total foreign trade volume of Guangzhou commercial firms. The amount of taxes paid was shocking, and they were nicknamed royal merchants.
Royal merchants? The word " emperor " meant that he was from the Qing court. The Ming Emperor in front of him not only had a feud with the Qing court, but also a feud of extermination. The Qing army had entered the pass and killed tens of millions of Han people, which was also an irreconcilable hatred.
Pan Zixin knew very well that there was a 70% chance that the Ming Emperor would punish the Han dignitaries who had helped the tyrant. This was human nature.
For example, when the Qing army captured Guangzhou 122 years ago, it was the traitor Shang Kexi and Geng Jimao who ordered the massacre. More than 700,000 civilians were slaughtered. When the Ming Dynasty restored the country, the first to die would definitely be the traitor, which was why they were so nervous.
The tense atmosphere lasted for more than a minute before Zhu Weichu asked softly.
"How can I trust the Pan family?"
" Your Majesty, the Pan family has stored five million catties of refined iron, thirty-five million catties of rice, two-hundred and seventy thousand bolts of Western cotton cloth, and millions of catties of other materials in the secret warehouse. We can offer them to Your Majesty for free to use in the Qing Dynasty. Your Majesty, please trust the Pan family's loyalty and love for the country!”
Pan Zixin reported a string of numbers and knelt on the ground again.
Pan Youdu also knelt down, but he was numb. This was different from what they had discussed!
The discussion in the Macau Courtyard was to contribute the refined iron and use the other materials for trade. In case the Ming Emperor turned hostile, the Pan family would not suffer a double loss.
Why did his little sister change her mind at the last minute and reveal all her assets?
Reba covered her mouth, frightened by the Pan family's wealth.
Zhu Weichu was shocked. This trade was too profitable. No wonder the Europeans were so desperate to plant flowers. It was impossible for Miqing not to trade with them. Even if they were to start a war, they would still trade with them.
[F * ck, the historical records are wrong! The Pan family was even richer than recorded in history!]
Gosh, five million catties of refined iron is worth at least a million taels of silver, right? 35 million catties of rice…270,000 bolts of cotton cloth, and a few million catties of other materials, such as tea leaves and silk. The total value should have exceeded 20 million taels, right? When the Ming army captured Guangzhou, they seized hundreds of warehouses of commercial firms, and one-third of them belonged to the Pan family. In addition to the real estate, land, houses, and so on, I lost 50 million silver?]
" It should be about the same. It's normal for historical records to have errors. After all, there were too many variables in that era. The Pan family had dealings with merchants from various countries in Europe all year round. It can't be ruled out that the Pan family had a secret warehouse in Nanyang.]
[Pan Zixin is a fair, rich, and beautiful woman!]
[Hahaha, Fatty Di's biggest love rival has appeared. He's even more dangerous than Big and Small Shuang Er. He'll have to be more careful in the future. Pan Zixin might get there first. Fatty Di's fatal flaw of being a Hu is very dangerous…]
" Ah, you don't have to say. The ancient people were particular about bloodline orthodoxy, and the royal family was even more particular. It's fine for a Hu to be a concubine, but it's probably impossible for her to be an empress!]
Nothing is impossible. As long as you work hard, everything is possible!]
[Yes, Fatty Deeny, you can do it!]
Who wants to be Zhu Weichu's Empress?
Reba pouted. For some reason, she felt a little disappointed.
Zhu Weichu would probably prefer a Han girl like Pan Zixin, who could topple a country, right?
Sigh, forget it. I'll try my best to do my part and help the flowering people of this parallel world complete their industrialisation ahead of time, becoming the world's strongest country. I'll avoid being invaded by other races again, and I'll be able to live up to the people of my motherland in the modern world.
That tragic, desolate, sullen, angry, and heart-wrenching dark period had always been a pain in the hearts of future generations of flower farmers. Generation after generation of flower farmers could not calm down!
Arrogant and unreasonable Westerners were still bullying and humiliating flowers in the twenty-first century. Although Reba was an " actress " in the eyes of ordinary people, she still knew about this dark history.
Therefore, what the netizens said about becoming an empress, copying Wu Zetian's template, and then…
In fact, the moment Reba stepped into Guangzhou in the 18th century, she came into contact with a group of selfish, numb, and indifferent civilians who did not care about the affairs of the nation. She was shocked.
Just as the netizens said, in the 28th year of Kangxi, 1689, when Miqing was still feeling smug about entering the "Kangxi and Qianlong Era", Great Britain enacted the Bill of Right, established the constitution of the monarch, established the capitalist system, and took the lead in entering the capitalist society.
In 1776, the 41st year of the reign of Emperor Qianlong, which was also this year, when Emperor Qianlong was still in the midst of his literary inquisition, imprisoning the minds of the scholars of the world, the Eagle Sauce Continent Congress accepted the declaration of independence, declaring that all people were born equal, and that the Creator had given all citizens the right to life, freedom, and the pursuit of happiness.
When the citizen consciousness of the whole of Europe began to awaken, the Miqing was still carrying out the most meticulous, perfect, and firm autocratic rule in the history of planting flowers. The citizens they cultivated were selfish, numb, indifferent, and unconcerned about public affairs.
This was extremely terrifying. Reba, who had a strong sense of mission, was burning with anxiety.
"My family, friends, and fellow countrymen, I, Diliraba, will not be jealous or engage in palace fights. I want to do my best to help the people who grow flowers complete their industrialization, universal education, and shape the correct three views for the people.”
"The world's number one industrial power, the world's number one economic power, the world's number one technological power, the world's number one…number one in all aspects!”
"In my lifetime, with the help of the live broadcast room, I will let my children grow flowers like dragons and stand at the top of the world with their heads held high. I feel that I have no regrets in my life, and I will be able to live up to the country and my fellow countrymen and family members who stay in the live broadcast room every day to give me advice.”
"I beg of you one thing. Don't preach those schemes to me in the future. I'm not a marionette.”
Reba's heartfelt words turned into golden bullet comments that dominated the screen. After ten seconds, the Chinese bullet comments in the live broadcast room disappeared. Only the bullet comments sent by foreigners were still floating.
The gardeners in front of their phones and computers were silent, Reba's words echoing in their minds.
[Great! Reba, I will always support you!]]
[Scattered Flowers, congratulations Reba for finding yourself. You are not a marionette, and you don't have to listen to anyone's orders. Your dream is also the dream of the billions of flower farmers in our modern time and space!] Everyone was like a dragon, the undisputed strongest country in the world! I'm so lucky to be able to witness it with my own eyes. Even if it's achieved in a parallel world, I have no regrets in this life!]
[Yes, yes, yes. I'm already in tears. Compared to Reba's style, we're too narrow-minded!]]
[Sigh, I'll punish myself with three glasses!]
[Yes, as long as the nation is strong, it doesn't matter who is in power. At most, we can spread the teachers 'ideas and overturn the imperial system. The people are the masters of the country!]]
[Ah, this... forget it. The eighteenth-century flower-growing era is not the modern era when the country was in turmoil and the people were bullied and oppressed by the foreign races. There was no external force to force change, and the national consciousness had yet to awaken. The teacher's ideology was rebellious. As long as Zhu Weichu was not muddle-headed, the imperial system would be very stable. Reba would probably be hung up and executed by a thousand cuts for spreading the teacher's ideology.]]
[I agree. Fatty Di, you have to be careful. In this era of stable feudal thinking, challenging the imperial power is tantamount to seeking death!]]
Reba pouted. I'm not stupid. Who would have nothing better to do than to spread the ideology of a teacher in front of Zhu Weichu, who has powerful martial strength?
It was purely because the Longevity Lord wanted to hang himself. He thought that his life was too long!
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