I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

How many mistresses can this keep!

and……

"Mother, since it's our pension, shouldn't we be more cautious! And isn't the Privy Council helping our royal family handle government affairs?"

"Isn't it reasonable for the Privy Council to take so much money from Congress every year and spend taxpayers' money to manage funds for the royal family?"

Victoria sighed, and said, "You haven't been in charge yet, and you don't know how difficult it is to maintain a decent life for the royal family. Do you think that all the money in our British Empire is robbed?

Well, although they are all robbed, managing money, or in other words, making money make money is also very important.

In the future, I will ask the Privy Council to send someone to teach you financial knowledge, which is what you should learn as the crown prince. "

"Thank you mother!"

He danced and danced, as if he saw the crown and countless small coins waving to him, Edward was very happy.

Victoria sighed, although she tried hard to convince herself that she liked this son.

But it can't be done at all!

Alright, Xingzhen!

I can understand how you feel...

Fortunately, thinking of the rising stock price, Victoria's mood improved.

With the top financial advisors in the UK, or the world, and first-hand insider information, the royal family's funds, as the national team, have always been profitable in the stock market.

But it is the first time that bauxite stocks have grown so wildly this time.

After the Franco-Prussian War, the French Orleans dynasty took the opportunity to restore and failed, which sounded the alarm for Victoria.

She vaguely felt that there was a disturbing force surging in Europe.

Maybe one day, I will move to Canada like the Portuguese royal family who once lived in exile in Brazil.

In that way, the royal family's financial reserves are undoubtedly the most important.

As long as you have the money, you can maintain a decent life, and there is even a good chance of restoring its former glory.

If you have no money, you can only hide abalone on a small island like the Japanese king.

"I'm not greedy either. If the 800 million pounds is five times, just stop..."

Victoria thought she was very sane.

……

Just as the head maid was preparing hot water, and Victoria got up to take a bath and stay away from the unpopular son, the door was suddenly pushed open heavily.

The queen's steward rushed in.

Although he is only a butler, as the butler of the Queen of England, Ramsay also has the title of Earl.

He is the 14th Earl of Dalhousie.

"Your Majesty, something serious has happened!"

Butler Ramsay's face was pale, and his steps were chaotic. Before he even had time to knock on the door with rhythmic, traditional, and elegant gestures, he pushed open the door and ran in.

"Hehe, Ramsay, this is not like you!"

Victoria smiled calmly, "Could it be that the stupid Germans are loyal and can't help but start a war against us?"

"War? Oh no, it's worse than that!"

Latham took out a telegram from his pocket and handed it to Victoria.

The telegram was written in French, but it was not difficult for the British upper class to read French.

Although French, French has deeply influenced the British for a long time.

"This is an urgent telegram from the Governor of the Third French Republic in Mali, and it also bears the names of our British intelligence officers!"

Latham introduced, "As you know, about a year ago, the Ming Dynasty used a large number of ships to transport more than 1 black Americans to West Africa, and established the so-called 'Taipinian State' in Liberia."

Victoria nodded, she had an impression of this matter.

The British royal family is not a show, especially in the nineteenth century.

In particular, Victoria's husband, Prince Albert, is a very ambitious person and has taken back a lot of rights belonging to the king.

Coupled with the sense of crisis caused by the emergence of Daming and the verbal harassment of her lifelong enemy Zhu Fugui, Victoria did not ignore political affairs after her husband died as she did in history, so she still has considerable power now.

In many national affairs, especially those involving diplomatic and military affairs, the queen's power exceeds that of the prime minister to some extent.

"West Africa is the traditional sphere of influence of the French. Out of the idea of ​​weakening France, we, the United Kingdom, have adopted all means except help to support the French." Victoria clearly remembered the strategy adopted by the British government.

"That's right, that's the way it is."

Latham nodded, "Because Liberia is extremely far away from Egypt, Sudan, and South Africa, we adopted a policy of appeasement to the actions of the Ming people, sacrificing the interests of the French.

At that time, Gambida said that the Ming people's appetite would not be limited to this, and they would definitely further get involved in Africa.

He's right that just last month the 'Taipinian' Crusaders of God attacked French troops in Guinea and Sierra Leone and drove them out.

France dispatched several warships from the mainland to confront the Ming people's warships helping the Nepalese to transport troops.

In order to avoid further escalation of the situation, France, Ming, and Nigeria signed the "West African Boundary Demarcation Treaty", and the representatives of Zhu Fugui and Gambida delineated the "Zhu-Bita Line" in Conakry, stipulating that Liberia, Sarali Ang, Guinea, and Upper Water (that is, Burkina Faso) are protected areas of the Ming Kingdom. They believe in God worship and Taoism, and promote Chinese. The Ming Kingdom has special interests in this area, which is recognized by France.

Mali, Guinea-Bissau, Morocco, Algeria, Mauritania, Western Sahara, Benin, Cameroon, Central Africa, Chad, Chagos Islands, Comoros, Congo, Djibouti, Eritrea, Gabon, Albreda, Quinta-Kintai He Island, Côte d'Ivoire, Madagascar, Mauritania, Mauritius, Morocco, Niger, Sao Tome and Principe, Togo, Tunisia, etc.

It is a protected area of ​​France, which believes in Catholicism and promotes French. France has special interests here, and the Ming Dynasty recognizes it.

At that time, the French believed that the "Treaty" was a diplomatic victory to curb the expansion of the Ming Dynasty.

They even privately ridiculed Ming people who knew nothing about Africa for choosing the desolate Upper Water and its surroundings, probably because the stupid Zhu Fugui tyrant scribbled on the map.

However, the facts proved that Zhu Fugui was not a scribbler, he came prepared!

Not long ago, Major General Morishita, Commander-in-Chief of the Atlantic Theater of the Ming Dynasty, together with King Jerry of the Taipinian Kingdom, announced that a reserve and its huge bauxite mine had been discovered in Guinea.

They even spent a lot of money to invite chemical expert Mendeleev to go to Africa for a field trip.

It is said that the quality of this bauxite is extremely high, the mining cost is extremely low, and the reserves are likely to reach more than ten times the total known bauxite in the world! "

Chapter 608 Pension, my pension!

"Oh, that is to say, the French have stayed in Haute Waters and Guinea for half a century. Except for human trafficking and coffee cultivation, they haven't squeezed a single hair. Did the Ming people discover minerals as soon as they came?"

Victoria allowed the maid to apply spermaceti hand cream on her, and then put silk gloves on her hands, her face was calm and calm, and she spread her hands noncommittally, "It's really a sad story... ..."

Prince Edward's eyes widened.

too strong!

Is this the bearing of the Queen of the British Empire?

Nevis landslides ahead without changing face!

The collapse of 800 million pounds of assets is not urgent, but still calm, decent, and elegant!

Compared with the mother, the subordinate is still too immature...

There will be such a moment that it feels like an abyss is ahead, and even the heart will stop beating!

Get clothes!

too young too simple!

Prince Edward was still feeling emotional, but Butler Latham knew that it was not because Her Majesty was calm, but because she didn't understand at all!

Although she received a good aristocratic education since she was a child, to be honest, with this woman's IQ and financial knowledge...

Latham did not intend to offend Her Majesty the Queen, but it is certain that without the maintenance of a huge internal bureaucracy system, as well as resources and information far beyond the common people, she may go bankrupt.

No, it is not possible.

Now it might become a reality!

"Your Majesty, as your most loyal steward, I must remind you that all your pension funds are in the stock market, and as far as I know, among the stocks allocated to you by the Privy Council, aluminum-related stocks account for a considerable proportion. ,so……"

"So what happens?"

Victoria first asked casually, then suddenly stopped.

Seemingly experiencing a network delay, Victoria kept stroking her gloves for a full 5 seconds, and then suddenly became confused.

"Pension, my pension!"

"Your Majesty, we still have time!"

One of the reasons why Butler Latham was so anxious was that he himself bet all his retirement funds in the stock market.

To save Her Majesty is to save myself.

"Thanks to our spies in our allies in France, we are now informed at the same time as the usurers in Paris.

And the bankers and stock market traders in London should not have heard the news, so we still have the opportunity to sell stocks, but the time must be fast! "

……

Crossing the river by touching the sauce, the British also invented their own telephone five years in advance.

However, the call efficiency was completely incomparable to that of Daming's telephone, and multiple switch hubs were needed to make a call from Norfolk to London.

Victoria rarely picked up the phone herself, and tremblingly dialed the number.

Total loss sound quality sounded randomly.

The Privy Council operator was a very polite gentleman.

After wasting a lot of British nonsense, he realized that the Queen of the British Empire was on the other side of the phone.

"I'm very, very sorry, Your Majesty, you know that today is Friday, and it's four o'clock in the afternoon. Minister Bob is probably going fishing, or maybe playing golf. Anyway, he's not here."

"Five minutes, I want Bob to appear in front of the phone, otherwise he will be promoted to the title of Governor of South Australia and Mastania tomorrow because of his superb fishing skills, Governor for life!"

Victoria almost screamed into the phone.

If it weren't for the poor quality of the telephone, the whole building would definitely hear it.

Fortunately, Bob didn't actually go fishing, but just had a physical connection with the female secretary on the sofa in the office.

When he got the news, he didn't even have time to lift his pants, so he rushed to answer the phone.

After hearing Her Majesty scream and explain the outline of the matter, Bob's eyes almost went dark.

Obviously, all of his own pension is also in the stock market.

Bob hurriedly dialed the London Stock Exchange.

Although the best trading method in this era is to run over and list for trading physically, but as a minister of the Privy Council and a celebrity in front of the Queen, Bob still has the right to directly get through the highest-level trading calls of the exchange.

However, no matter how he dialed, there was a beeping busy tone on the other end of the phone.

"Holy shit shit!"

Cursing, Bob didn't even have time to put on his trousers, he had a suit and tie on his upper body, panting under his panties, and rushed towards the stock exchange.

Because of the renovation of the municipal water network, legs are the fastest and most reliable means of transportation.

From the Privy Council next to Buckingham Palace, it is only 3 kilometers to the Financial City.

Minister Bob ran barefoot with his bare feet.

Under the spur of the pension, this middle-aged man with a big belly, against the yelling of passers-by, is like Bolt's god of war.

When he arrived at the exchange, he saw a large group of maintenance workers coming in and out.

"What's going on, what's going on!"

Bob grabbed the doorman by the collar, his eyes red.

How could the doorman get used to him?

Just an exhibitionist lunatic.

One left jab, and Minister Bob's nose bone was broken.

Covering his nose, blood flowed from his fingers, "I will kill you, I swear!"

Just as the guard was about to go up and give him a few kicks, Supervisor Jonathan just walked out.

"Oh my god, isn't this Bao Zhongtang? What's wrong with you, Bao Zhongtang!"