The journey starts from the Titanic

"It’s hard to say that the gold with the owner and the owner is not yours. It’s yours if you spend it out, and it may not be yours if you live. As a ruler, you sometimes have to be willing. Things are still there like the tsar, but the power is gone and the life is gone. ,what's the point?"

Lin Yimin shook his head and said in an admiring tone, "Stalin is different. In order to raise funds for industrial construction, he sold the treasures of the tsar without money. This is the one who does the job."

"You have such a high opinion of him? Except for Mei Ling, are you the second person to oppose interacting with Russians?" Song Ziwen teased.

"This is not a contradiction."

Lin Yimin shook his head.

"You may not know that if you are not afraid that some treasures will be sold, you won't be able to buy them. Selling the items in the young master's collection may make you, the prime minister, not short of money for a year or a half."

Lin Yimin smiled faintly, aroused Song Ziwen's interest again.

"That's not hurry..."

Before Song Ziwen could speak, Lin Yimin probably understood what he meant, and said, "If you have a chance, you can go to the vault of American China Bank to find out. It will definitely leave you stunned.

Didn’t you wonder why I was suddenly interested in Sun Dianying, a young warlord in Hebei?The Intelligence Bureau gave him a lot of arms.

He could dig out a lot of things in the imperial tombs, but fortunately, the Absinthe Daoist sent someone to stare at them, and all the antiques of calligraphy and painting were preserved, and only some gold and silver jewelry was lost.

Most of those gold, silver and jewels were also exchanged by us for arms and legal currency!"

Chapter 168

"It's good to not leak the news! But digging someone's ancestral grave, this matter..."

Song Ziwen didn't know what to say, frowned slightly, a little troublesome.

There are still many Manchus in the north, and many of them are rich and powerful. Let them know that the imperial tomb was stolen. The disturbance is certainly not small. Maybe it will affect the future Zhi Gong Dang in the north. When the time comes to rule, it is indispensable to find a sacrifice for the dead ghost!

He didn’t know how much Sun Dianying’s unorganized and undisciplined digging of the imperial tomb was a problem in history. Man’s emotions are certainly a problem, but it’s not a big problem. It’s a pity that those illiterate bandits destroyed Qianlong’s funeral calligraphy and painting. It is much bigger than throwing a few pieces of gold and silver jewelry.

However, under the instigation of the Intelligence Bureau, organized, disciplined, and premeditated tomb robbery, the loss was much smaller.

Most of the treasures are well preserved. They have not been damaged or sold to foreign countries. They are just transferred to the vault of American China Bank, not far from the vault under Song Ziwen's feet.

Although a little angry, Song Ziwen also thinks that the business is done well, but it is hard to tell.

"Things are also in the vault of American China Bank. I will take you to see them later." Lin Yimin smiled.

I added another sentence, "I have obtained the right to dispose of the treasures of the imperial tombs. If you do not object, I am going to allocate a portion of the treasures to Nanhua to offset the gold owed to them.

"Okay! I agree." Song Ziwen nodded.

"Today you gave me a lot of knowledge! The harvest is not shallow, the harvest is not shallow! Next time I meet Situ Nan, I will ask him what treasures he has hidden and didn't tell me."

He smiled and complained about Situ Nan.Whether it is Meilu or Kadoorie Garden, Situ Nan wears it on weekdays. Song Ziwen can't imagine this guy hiding so many treasures in private.

Had it not been for Lin Yimin, Song Ziwen would still be in the dark.Now that Lin Yimin told himself, he naturally got Situ Nan's authorization.Thinking of this, Song Ziwen was not angry again.

Surprised, Song Ziwen also had to look back and re-acquaint Lin Yimin.

"You are really calm these years!" Song Ziwen slightly squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Yimin. He has a younger face than himself, and his height is not outstanding.

"I didn't want to be greedy for anything, and I don't like to wear gold and silver. What is the pressure? You think those so-called treasures are comparable to a machine production line, a domestic refrigerator, and a refrigerator. A small county where several factories have emerged?"

Lin Yimin shook his head, disdainfully said.Lin Yimin was deeply influenced by Situ Nan, did not learn Situ Nan's art appreciation level, and was not inferior to Situ Nan in the tendency of the Industrial Party.

"Ok."

Song Ziwen nodded, he was not a greedy person either.

In Lin Yimin, he once again felt the breath of Situ Nan strongly.

Yes, Lin Yimin has been learning and even directly saying that he is imitating Situ Nan, low-key and deep, so that people's eyes are focused on his own prime minister, but they often ignore Lin Yimin, the finance minister and central bank governor.

Originally, public opinion shouldn’t ignore Lin Yimin, a high-ranking guy, but this guy did it. The news of Lin Yimin was not seen in the general newspapers. Folklore also talked more about his Song Ziwen’s New Deal, how many things he did, and what happened. How much of the limelight, Lin Yimin also appeared in the name of the Ministry of Finance and bank official institutions, and his personal performance was rarely discussed.

Therefore, when people talk about Lin Yimin, apart from knowing the name of this person, he has a lot of power, but more gossip news cannot be said. It is not as dazzling as Song Ziwen and their Song family, and it is easy to make news and make headlines.

"Being a low-key person, how can a transactional official like me grab Ziwen your limelight? Not to mention that the people are blind and ignorant, but they are low-level and have little exposure to information, and they can only understand what is widely spread in society. Information and their perceptions are very important to people whose leaders represent the face of the government in this way. But officials who manage finances and make policies like me mainly depend on how much they can do and show them the scene you describe.

Ordinary people only see the results, how many people can understand the operating mechanism behind and the people who make decisions?Don't you also say, I hide too many secrets?It can only push you to the front to cover those of us who are not very resistant to light."

"With this gold, I have a bottom line in my heart. The government can issue more legal currency, and domestic construction projects will have enough funds to proceed, and there will be enough foreign exchange to import foreign machinery and technology."

Song Ziwen nodded and reached out to touch the gold bricks. It felt heavy and thick, which made him feel at ease.For ordinary people, gold means temptation and easily loses reason.From the perspective of rulers who transcend wealth, this gold is just a resource, a power that allows them to do more.

The international price of gold is less than 30 US dollars per ounce, and a ton of gold is worth more than one hundred thousand US dollars, which is approximately two to three million legal tenders. One ton of gold is less than 200 million and less than 300 million legal tenders. , Not enough to make Song Ziwen Lin Yimin crazy.

But gold is gold after all, and its meaning is far more than two to three billion legal tenders.With this batch of gold, the Ministry of Finance can issue several times more currency, build thousands of kilometers of railways or build several steel complexes like the Hanyang Iron Works, and increase domestic steel production by one hundred and several hundred thousand tons. The response to GDP is at least twenty to thirty percent.

Isn't the power of finance that one dollar is used as ten dollars?

"Although we still have to pay back the borrowed things, Nanhua really helped us this time, and we owe an adult." Song Ziwen said with emotion.

"So, we should try to repay them as much as possible. It's best that they pick out all those old antiques. We don't have to return their gold." Lin Yimin smiled.

"Are there any requirements from American China Bank and Little Kadoorie?" Song Ziwen asked.

...

Song Ziwen was really not at ease, but also a little curious. After coming out of the vault, he went to the underground vault of American China Bank, where he was really stimulated.

In a teahouse in Hankou, a thick-faced man in a black robe listened leisurely to the opera on the radio, twisting peanuts and drinking a sip of wine from time to time.

He is Sun Dianying. He is in a good mood because he has made a lot of money recently.

He still remembers his father arguing with the Manchus for the early days of the village, but he was arrested and killed. This hatred has never been forgotten, isn't it?He just reported his revenge for killing his father.

The imperial court is gone, and the uppermost Manchus have not used them indiscriminately. Who would dare to theorize with Sun Dashuai?

Sun Dianying took a sip of the strong wine, which was so hot that he was very relieved.

However, this is Wuhan. The Wuhan government pushed the front line into the Central Plains and took over Henan. Henan is the hometown of Sun Dianying. As a well-known warlord, he is stationed in Hebei. Why doesn't he worry about his future?

What if the Southerner hit the Yellow River and occupied Hebei by accident?Where can I change myself?

To be honest, he has never understood what the Wuhan gang think?

If it is yourself, take advantage of the strong soldiers and horses to survive the Yellow River, and destroy all the northern leaders Zhang Dashuai Feng Dashuai Yan, so as to be the king and hegemony?

Mother-in-law can't do anything!

Sun Dianying curled his lips, very disdainful, but when he saw Dai Chunfeng's soft and white face come in, he immediately became enthusiastic and bent his waist down.

"Division Chief Dai, do you think about this?" Sun Dianying asked after drinking three rounds, not forgetting to express his heart, "Brother, I work for the revolution with all my heart, my old Sun was the first shot of the king. , Nothing to say."