.Wu Jianzhang's identity as a shareholder in Qichang Foreign Company is not secret, and almost many people in the outside world know it, but Jierhanga forgot at this time.

In fact, through Jin Nengheng, Wu Jianzhang had long known that Qi Chang and Angel had joined forces a while ago to smuggle rice and arms to help the rebels in the city that he hated. He still opened one eye and closed one eye. The reason was very simple. Even if the matter was exposed, no one could cure the Jin Consul, Jin Daban, who regarded money as his life. Secondly, if the government got the evidence, it would not only be the others, but also himself. He was a businessman, and the top on his head was donated with money. Moreover, he did not take the thousands of rebels in the city seriously from his heart. It was a matter of time before he wiped out. After all, there was a foreigner in Shanghai. As long as everyone gave up one day, the foreigner got the benefits he wanted, he would definitely stand firmly on the side of our Qing Dynasty.

Wu Jianzhang brought a group of followers to the concession that had been surrounded by outer trenches. From a distance, he asked the soldiers to stop and took only the general manager Chu Yude and a general translator whom Jierhanga sent him. After being rigorously questioned, he entered the concession through the suspension bridge he had put down.

Wu Jianzhang nodded and greeted the guardian Tuan Yong. He walked a long way and couldn't help but look back at the fully armed guards who were marked as Angel Trading Company. He felt helpless at first. He was really under the eaves, so he had to bow his head. Look at them. That was the organization of the Concession Guard Group. Oh, if you touch the word "foreign" you are, you're awesome!

Jin Nengheng and Fang Jingbo were discussing the conditions proposed by Sang Yu in the inner room. When Wu Jianchang came, they couldn't help but frown. This Taoist Master always posed problems for Americans now. Jin Nengheng remembered the "consular agency system" he just lost. To be honest, the reason why he returned the customs management power to Wu Jianchang was not the kindness of the Americans. They just acted like a gesture and wanted to attack the arrogant British. Unexpectedly, the British actually joined forces with other countries and did not hand over the customs power to the Shanghai government that was rightfully managed, but became more and more powerful, turning Shanghai into their respective free ports. This time, the Americans were called to tie themselves up and "didn't waste" the loss of a lot of silver.

Jin Nengheng was both a politician and a businessman. As a politician, he never wanted the new regime of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom to be in power. Although he also heard French minister Boulbron briefly introduce the actual situation in Tianjing, and even vaguely expressed that it was only a matter of time before the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom unification, he was still unwilling to accept it. Because, according to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's proposition, the interests of the US government in China will not be more protected, and the maximization of interests should be obtained, and it can only be obtained from this corrupt and cowardly so-called Qing Empire. Just like the "consul's agency system", if you are happy, you can cancel it, and you are unhappy, and you will be able to get it back whenever you say you will get it back, so as to insure those officials of the Qing government that they dare not even make a fuss.

Jin Nengheng made a gesture to Fang Jingbo, signaling him not to mention this matter again in front of Wu Jianzhang, and then greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Haha, my old friend, hello!" Jin Nengheng hugged Wu Jianchang very affectionately, spreading his hands, "The Taotai is the Taotai, and you can be carefree every day, unlike us businessmen, who have many worries about every day."

"Consul is really good at joking," Wu Jianchang grinned, "You are a consul and a senior business team, so you are naturally busier than a lower-ranking official."

"Yes," Jin Nengheng shrugged, "The business of the business is getting worse every day, it's all your fault, you, the Master of Doing. Look at now, except for us Americans who selflessly help you, there are no other countries that abide by your laws."

Speaking of this, he deliberately paused and looked at Wu Jianchang with a bitter face, "I'm sorry, I was planning to find you too. On the entrusted by the American Minister Masalli, I officially notified you that since all countries unanimously no longer recognize your customs power in Shanghai, our government decided that from now on, our consulate will be responsible for all customs duties on the US trade in China."

Wu Jianzhang didn't seem to be surprised, but he was a little embarrassed for the time being, and couldn't remember what to say for a while.

Jin Nengheng seemed to sigh helplessly, "We have done our best. We Americans have always been the most loyal friends of your Excellency and your government. Even if Shanghai is so chaotic, we still strictly adhere to neutrality. Of course, out of friends and humanitarianism, we have saved you and regained your freedom. It is also out of humanitarianism that our church opens hospitals to treat wounded soldiers on both sides of the war and help the people who cannot eat. This is God's will, and it does not mean that we favor any side. The US government believes that your people are capable of handling their own affairs on their own and do not need any interference from other foreign forces."

Wu Jianzhang listened to Jin Nengheng's high-profile talks respectfully, and there was nothing to say. What to say? He had big fists and thick arms and legs, and of course the truth was the words he said. He was Qichang, who was confused, and then left the concession, completely forgot his purpose of finding Jin Nengheng, and brought his men back to the "Antelope" that was hunched in a corner of the Huangpu River in the south of the city. He was almost home. Since the opening of Shanghai in the 23rd year of Daoguang in Shanghai (1843), the British Consul in Shanghai, Bafuer, arbitrarily designated the Huangpu River from Wusong River to Yangjinggang as a foreign ship mooring area. Now, in order to ensure the safety of the concession, he, the roadmaster and customs director, has lost even a good place to be moored.

He thought about it alone and thought it would be better not to violate Qichang's. If you want to find it, you have to find Angel's loophole. Most of the goods in Qichang's bulk were handled by Angel. Although he also knew that Angel's head of Angel's family was a mess, the governor was still shorter than the foreigners.

For many consecutive days, the spies led by Chu Yude had not received any exact news in the concession, and Wu Jianzhang couldn't sit still. He was a businessman and was struggling in the business world. The more he did this, the more he decided where this batch of arms would go.

When he suddenly heard a secret agent accidentally talk about Angel's shopkeeper Ai Hua and Ai Fu Sangyu's personal maid who had been in and out of Shanghai County, Wu Jianzhang had a sudden inspiration. The fortress is the easiest to open from the inside. Regardless of right or wrong, at least in the end, you can make things happen first, so that those who really want to do are afraid of it. Of course, you can't easily touch Ai Hua, but it's different to that maid. Women have women's weaknesses and are always easy to deal with.

Sang Yu's maid Lan Xiang is a messenger at the Shanghai Intelligence Station of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and is responsible for contacting Liu Lichuan in the city. Lan Xiang was just eighteen years old, but she was a "veteran" who participated in the Jintian regiment camp. Not only that, she was also a general under Su Sanniang's command when she conquered Zhenjiang.

In the evening, Lan Xiang came out of the concession with a secret letter from Sang Yu to Liu Lichuan. She had just crossed the Suzhou River and was blocked by several burly men. She had been running smoothly on this road and had acquaintances on both sides, but this was the first time she encountered this situation today.

"We are from the Taotai Yamen, come with us." The leading man with a relatively kind face whispered.
Chapter completed!