260  Encryption

Looking at the anxious gazes of Song You and TieDian, Yi Cheng seemed hesitant for a moment, suddenly laughed, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, and said, "No, no, this method is not good. The Liberal Party is going to establish a party with God. Zheng Abao fired his horse, but he has gained a good reputation. Look, Minister Song Deling is said to have slapped the table excitedly for this matter, and his hands are red. His Majesty also smiled and praised. Regarding the serious party discipline and establishing a party with God, our Democratic Party must follow up. This method is too poisonous and does not conform to the practice of Christians."

Weng Jianguang grabbed Yi Cheng's arm and let the wine glass he was holding in his hand sprinkled with a piece of wine. Weng Jianguang shouted loudly: "It's all for this, but I still care whether it's Christian or not? At worst, I don't want to build a few churches afterwards."

Then he discovered his incompetence, and he took his hand away in embarrassment, and immediately smiled and smiled at the servant, asking softly: "Mr. Yi, you know you are Zhiduoxing from the Foreign Medicine Guild, the number one white fan in the imperial business world. Just talk about it. Let's focus on our brains. Maybe this method is not good, and there is something else?"

Yi Cheng turned his head and smiled, put down the cup, reached his left hand to his chest pocket to remove the white handkerchief, but Fang Bingsheng was quick-witted and had already wiped the splashed wine for Yi Cheng's right hand.

Seeing the master and servant looking so attentively and eagerly, Yi Cheng made an expression of indulgence and reluctance, and said, "Okay, I'll just say it. But I want to make one statement: I'm just talking about a possibility. I really didn't want to do it, and I don't have the authority to do this, and Mr. Zhong Jialiang would not agree."

"Okay, okay, please tell me quickly." Weng Quanguang and Fang Bingsheng were lit at the same time, but they wanted to kick Yi Cheng to death with one shot: When is it? You still keep it in your mouth

Yi Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to say it, but closed his mouth again, turned his head and looked at it, as if it was not a closed car but a hotel that was coming and going. He even stood up and lifted the curtains and looked out, and finally made a gesture to let the two of them come over. The three of them met, and Yi Chengcai spoke in the lowest voice:

"Zhang Qijie's assets to be transferred are as high as 400,000 yuan. This is a big sum of money. Any procedures take time, let alone such huge assets? It also includes real estate, Pan Jinxing, who is from the Qing Dynasty. This kind of transnational transfer must be checked by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Customs and other departments to prevent transnational crimes and asset outflows. If they were not famous, it would not be necessary to successfully transfer the gift. This would be longer. If the recipient Pan Jinxing died accidentally during the transfer process, then the money would still be Zhang Qijie. If Pan Jinxing died suddenly or died suddenly, then who is the beneficiary? Who would those stupid people think they did it?"

After saying that, Yi Jian sat upright and took a sip of the wine in a hurry, as if what he said was not what he said, but a fire was spitting out.

Weng Jianguang and Fang Bingsheng who were listening next to him were shocked: This is a life-threatening person, it is indeed poisonous enough

Yi Cheng glanced at the master and servant, and continued as if tempting: "If this happens, if you can't hold the suspect, Zhang Qi's reputation will never be able to be helped. Everyone is always suspicious. Then this is to challenge Your Majesty, which means that Your Majesty misjudged the responsibility and it is impossible for Your Majesty to bear it. Only Zheng Abao can be used as a scapegoat by the court. Now isn't the Army and Song Deling always say that the Liberal Party always say that the public opinion is the public opinion? If the Liberal Party is smelly, do they have the nerve to say that the public opinion is what? Before the quarrel, their momentum will be weaker."

Then he waved his hand urgently and denied, "Two, our Democratic Party will never do this, we have roughly calculated the distribution of Longchuan votes. We have almost won. Three horses in hand, at least two horses will be the best, and there is no shame, and there is still merit. Moreover, we have nothing to do with the railway. The Liberal Party has made the Longmei Line. To be honest, we still think we should come slowly and repair the main Ganchang Line first. As for the Longmei Line, this thing is a branch line, just repair it, it is not long."

"We can't let them practice. This hole is a precedent as soon as we open the hole. If there is one thing, there will be other horses." Weng Jianguang knew that the other party knew the truth, but he still explained helplessly, and he was really helpless.

Yi Zhenke pulled the topic back, took a small sip of ice wine again, and said with a smile: "That was just a creative idea, just listen to it, don't take it to your heart. I'm not afraid of God's retribution, so I'll go home to pray to Pan Jinxing for no reason. But I will never make such a prayer. Christians should not curse people, let alone curse a poor and innocent victim of the Qing Dynasty? Haha."

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Weng Jianguang was indeed not stuck in the ground. After chatting, he hung up another passerby in the private room and returned to the capital at a speed.

Yi Cheng also politely declined the reception banquet, returned to the train station and went to his room to call several candidates to ask questions in turn, each looking serious.

Fang Bingsheng followed him and participated in the discussion, but everyone had no idea how to change the power comparison, because even if you can vote by person, it is not easy to get it. Everyone has decided who to support. Besides, in just four or five days, the exhausted competition was completely over, and everyone felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Therefore, there was no major progress in this conversation. Only Lin Liuming conveyed the information of the "spy" Qi Yunlu, saying that Fan Linhui was an agent of the court and a spy from the government. This made Yi Cheng gasp, but after asking clearly, it was only Zheng Abao's words. Moreover, Zheng Abao also said that he was also a spy. As a member of the powerful circle, Yi Cheng had a completely indifferent expression and said, "If Zheng Abao can trust his words, the old sow can climb a tree. That's a lie to you, the country bumpkins. Think about it carefully. Just Lao Fan's appearance of fat and flying over the eaves and walls. Will he shoot with both hands? He is not afraid of stepping on the roof and falling to death. Even if Fan Linhui is really a spy, you have to vote to be a congressman."

In the end, everyone had nothing to say. Li Meng said: "Now it's probably money to bet on it. I closed my eyes and waited to lift the bowl. I looked at the dice points, and I was looking forward and scared." This sentence was the only highlight of this brief discussion. Everyone laughed, and Yi Cheng laughed too.

Back in the office, Fang Bingsheng was stunned. Listening to the birds and the roar of trains outside, his mind was completely different:

Unexpectedly, the imperial court in the capital started fighting in the internal struggle because of the railway, the fat Western learning. Zheng Abao's backing was the Army and Song Deling. No wonder he dared to raise funds directly to build the Longmei Line. This move was really ruthless. The empire did not have any relevant laws on railway construction, because in the early years, this Western learning was entirely driven by imports and technology, and the people strongly opposed it. Without the imperial court, it would be impossible to make a hair.

But now it is not the early years. The people and other major forces are actually jealous of the iron river built by Song You Tiexin with blood and sweat. They all want to insert it into the meat. However, at this time, Song You Tiexin, who has become a tycoon from grassroots, found that there were no laws and systems to protect itself, and it was just arguing with the court's words.

From the worrying face of the boss Weng Jianguang today and his special flattery towards Yi Cheng, we can know that the enemy Song You TieDian faces is no longer a troublemaker, but a terrifying monster today.

Judging from the boss's personality and trajectory of making a fortune, this grandson was also a hooligan who could do anything to do. Yi Cheng's vicious idea on the train obviously touched him. Although he didn't say anything at that time, it was hard to guarantee that he would not implement it.

Yi Cheng had a bit of the meaning of seducing Song You Tie Dian, or in other words, he asked Song You Tie Dian to do his hands and sit and wait for the fruit to fall without dirty hands.

"This bastard"

After cursing Yi Cheng in his stomach, Fang Bingsheng became a little nervous:

If this plan is to be implemented, it will definitely be carried out in Longchuan. This job cannot be done by yourself? Carrying an assassination? This is too difficult

In the past, it’s easy to kill a bad guy, just buy a few hooligans and gangsters;

But you don’t have to worry about how ruthless your opponent’s hoe is, how accurate your marksmanship is. What you are afraid of is that you are in broad daylight and in full view of everyone. In the past, they were always in the wilderness.

This is a county town, and it is a county town that has attracted national attention. It is no less difficult to carry out assassination here than chasing a bad guy with a machete in the central area of ​​the capital.

If there is no election in this county town, it is the same as that of a normal county town. If you want to do business, you usually have to take care of the guy like Weng Quanguang. But Longchuantang has been paralyzed by Zheng Abao and Ou Xingsun. Not to mention killing people, you can't find a machete.

So, you have to transfer people from other places, which is OK, but how can you settle them? Although many people from Songyou TieDi, they have long been home to all over the world, and some have moved to the capital after getting rich, such as him and Shan Ji. In this way, Longchuan is a small city for himself. Like most of the employees of Songyou TieDi, they are not familiar with the place, how can they settle for knife handlers or gunmen?

And if the killer is caught and confesses to himself, it is the serious crime of the extermination of the clan of Tongtian.

This is a murderer who framed a guy who had just been "praised" by the emperor - this will arouse Tianwei's anger.

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more scared. Fang Bingsheng covered his head with his hands and shouted in his stomach: "Sage Kong, Master Guandi, the ancestor of the Fang family, bless me, it's better not to do this. After safely, I'll burn incense to you when the election is over. And Jesus, I go to your church to sit every day, read the Bible, and bought a cross at home. It's very expensive, and you have to bless me in sterling silver. I donate money to you and definitely fulfill my wish."

At this moment, Webmaster Lu rushed in with a stack of telegraphs and papers, said hello to Fang Bingsheng, and sat behind his small desk, and quickly checked the stack of things.

Hearing the other party exclaimed, Fang Bingsheng raised his head and saw that Webmaster Lu was holding a piece of paper, looking a little surprised.

"Xiao Lu, what's wrong?" Fang Bingsheng asked.

Webmaster Lu quickly replied with a smile: "Mr. Fang, I just came back from Mr. Yi. He asked me to forward some telegrams to Mr. Zhong. I was going to code for him; I didn't expect that he would compile it himself. This is a waste of time."

Fang Bingsheng walked over and saw that the telegrams and newspapers in the hands of Webmaster Lu were all four groups of numbers, which could be sent directly. But Fang Bingsheng frowned: Yi Cheng used to send them text telegrams, but in this way, what he sent to Zhong Jialiang was clear at a glance. Why didn't he even read the text after he came back?

"Xiao Lu, can you see if you can decode it?" Webmaster Lu responded, picked up the codebook at hand and compared it with the number group, but after reading a few, he closed the book and said, "He has encrypted it, and the number group does not directly correspond to Chinese characters, so I can't solve this."

Fang Bingsheng didn't say anything, but just looked at the dense numbers expressionlessly, and shouted in his stomach: "Yi Cheng and the boss are really crows falling on pigs. Before leaving, the black boss's grandson asked me to investigate the true thoughts of the Foreign Medicine Guild about Tiehe, and specifically stated that he would pay attention to the telegrams between him and Zhong Jialiang. Each letter must be checked to see if there is any mystery. As a result, Yi Cheng's turtle was completely encrypted. It's interesting."
Chapter completed!