"Gei!"

"What happened again?"

Zheng Yanchang, the somewhat tired cabinet master, was half lying in a chair with his waist cushioned to feel a little comfortable.

His energy has been much worse than before since last year.

It's about to be eighty-three.

"The assassination occurred on East, Donggong Street!!"

"What?!"

Zheng Yanchang sat up suddenly and suddenly said in a daze, "East Palace? Someone was stabbed in Luoyang Daily?"

The secretary who was sent to the message was dry and rudely, and after taking a sip of herbal tea from the side, he then touched the sweat on his forehead, "Qian, Master Qian Ge was stabbed!"

Upon hearing this news, Zheng Yanchang's pupils were shrinking violently, and Qian Lu was stabbed?

It should be fine. If something happens, it is not as simple as the secretary's messaging now.

"Ge Lao, the assassin did not escape and was shot dead on the spot, but the assassin's body was hung up, right on the bank of Luoshui."

“…”

Such a rough and wild style may scare many people in the capital silly.

Qian Liu has not lived in the capital. On the contrary, half of Qian Liu's teenage years were spent in Luoyang. Some local snakes I met in his youth are now part-time figures.

"Has the East Palace ever blocked the control?"

"No, but the new Mounted Police directly dispersed the protest groups. Currently, the leaders of a large number of protest groups have been arrested in the name of "assassinating important officials of the court."

“…”

High.

If it were someone else, even the "Dongchuan Gong" would not be able to do such a thing.

As for Yang Fuguang... I'm afraid he's still drinking tea now.

And the evil dog Qianli will have no problem with anything he does.

The stalemate situation in the entire capital may be disintegrated one by one in the future.

Whenever a hard-working student understands what Qian Liu did before, they will not choose to "go ahead and continue".

Sentless death is not called sacrifice.

For the officials of the court, Mr. Qian "cut the mess quickly" and calmed down the long-lasting "strike strike" in the capital. That was really... worthy of Mr. Qian.

Prestige, in the next period of time, is probably unmatched.

After rubbing his temples, Zheng Yanchang suddenly felt a little scared. Qian Liu did this seem to be relaxed, but if it was twenty years ago, when the financial pressure of the court was not too high, it would naturally be a problem and could be pressed down on anything.

But now...

"Prepare for the meeting."

"yes!"

The secretary also calmed down, wiped his sweat, regained his spirit, and then went out to arrange work.

There is also a meeting of the Central Intercontinental Budget Working Committee. He is the cabinet master and the president of the Central Propaganda Yuan, so attending the meeting is a must.

However, after hearing the news just now, Zheng Yanchang had a premonition that Qian Liu would attend this meeting.

Because this meeting has something to do with money.

As a former Minister of Interim War, Zheng Yanchang's experience told himself that perhaps Qian Li would seek more things this time.

But I have to admit that although he seeks a lot of money, he also gives a lot of money.

...

"This is a budget! Not a settlement! The arrears of Hakka Province..."

"Enough!!!"

Before the spokesperson of the "Budget Working Committee" finished, one of them stood up suddenly, supported the conference table with both hands, and roared at him: "This kind of nonsense has been said for five years!! Hezhong Province! Sky Province! Syria Province! What you want is money! It is money! It is money! It is money! It is money!"

"The court's debt has reached a very dangerous situation..."

"Fuck!! The Ministry of Education's compulsory education campaign funds can maintain the operation of provinces and towns as long as one tenth is divided into them!! Now the quarantine officers face assassination every day! Every day! Simon of the Bulgarian Ministry is buying our people! Should the elite of the Central Army be abandoned like the B-type troops of the "Tianyazhou" be abandoned?!"

"Pay attention to the image!!"

"Go to your mother's image! If you really hit the Yangtze River when you hit the 'Jingnan Army', will you think of the troops?! This is the Central Army! This is the Central Army! This is the Central Army!!!"

“…”

The spokesperson wiped the sweat from his forehead and said solemnly, "The bonds cannot be issued over-issued. Now it is the east wall to repair the west wall. The allocation of the 'Donghai Xuanzhengyuan' has been detained for seven months, and it is from North Korea..."

"What I want to hear is not your defense. What I want for your difficulties is money! It's money! Even if I don't have money, the supplies should be filled! Last winter, the heating in Hezhong Province failed. You bastards enjoyed it well in the capital. Do you know that the main force of Hezhong Province has frozen people to death?! Twenty-three degrees below zero! The cold-resistant materials are only 47%! We..."

“It has been made up in April this year…”

"I'm going to repair your mother's coffin!! The person has frozen to death! Do you understand?! What you should make up for now is the pension! The pension that a person has less than 40,000 yuan will be redeemed!"

“…”

The quarrel did not stop for a moment, and Zheng Yanchang's fingers trembled. He knew that the situation was bad, but it was so bad that it was never expected.

The country is too big, and gold-swalking beasts are everywhere.

Some people have already proposed to completely abandon "Tianyazhou", but no one dares to come forward and propose this plan.

The Emperor Tang Dynasty has been in the 300th year, and no inch of land is unnecessary!

Even these old guys in their seventies and eighties have received education since they were three years old, "China is the world, and the world is China"...

Whoever dares to propose that plan will be infamous for thousands of years.

It is not that no one wants to compromise. He wants to establish a retro unit like "Protectorate" in "Tianyazhou", with the purpose of hope that the emerging class of "Tianyazhou" will exchange funds for rights.

But no one dares to propose this plan.

The central government is able to support several gold-swalking black holes, which is a blessing for the national elites to emerge one after another.

Zheng Yanchang glanced at Qian Lie not far away. Qian Lie at the meeting didn't say anything. He even put on a pair of reading glasses and a not-so-gorgeous squid head, looking extremely elegant and easy-going.

It seemed that the quarrels and attacks around him had nothing to do with him.

It was not until the quarrel was finally replaced by the curse that Qian Liu picked up a small wooden hammer at his hand and knocked it lightly twice.

"quiet."

The sound was not loud, but the entire conference room actually became quiet.

Qian Li, who held his glasses, seemed to be unable to see the words clearly, squinted his eyes and tried hard to see the form in his hand, and then continued, "I'll say a few words, I don't know what you... mean?"

After standing up and saluting respectfully to both parties, they sat down honestly and listened carefully to Qian Liu's words.
Chapter completed!