C2241 Hard August (1/2)

August was a really long time for the Chinese. Under Benjamin's strict protection, they met with trouble everywhere, but other than playing around, there was nothing else they could do.

Benjamin was very clear about the current situation. He knew that there were some things that could be stopped, and there were some things that he couldn't do anything about.

How much funds did the joint stock company that Duke of Newcastle had organized absorb from the aristocrats? Even Benjamin himself couldn't figure this out, but he was sure that it was very, very much.

These people had all been conquered by the delicious Chinese cuisine and by the fresh source at the national banquet. They did not have any doubt about the future profitability of the company, and only wanted to gain more shares.

Benjamin did not dare to provoke such a community of interests, so he could only watch as Xiao Letian's industry blossomed everywhere in London.

Looking at the royal family, the relationship between the Queen and her son had finally broken down. The Crown Prince Edward had lived in Buckingham Palace for half a month already.

Through all the signs, the Queen had already decided to remain neutral. This made Benjamin feel even more isolated, surrounded by an unprecedented sense of danger.

With the help of Gladstone and the other disciples of the Liberal Party, Xiao Letian had already held three charity banquets in the industrial and commoner districts of London. The chefs from the east were cooking delicacies for the blue-collar workers and the people from the bottom level who were living in extreme poverty.

It was obvious that she wanted to win his heart, but Benjamin had no other choice, as China's wind had already started blowing in London. At this moment, he didn't even have the ability to pressure the newspaper anymore.

After that damned banquet, Benjamin had sent people to report to the Thames to exert their influence, hoping that they would stop their continuous reports on the Chinese.

But unexpectedly, these people did not give any face at all, the politeness on the surface received nothing but what they did as they pleased, just when Benjamin wanted to use his power to suppress these newspapers.

He did not expect that Prince Edward would go to each newspaper to visit them and express his condolences to the newspaper workers.

The signal was too obvious. The royal family had already started to use their influence. There were many things that didn't need to be stated explicitly, one's presence was already a type of attitude.

Benjamin could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger. He could only endure!

However, Benjamin was a seasoned politician who had been in power for more than thirty years, and it was not easy to defeat such a person.

I cannot influence the royal family or the nobles, nor can I interfere with the newspaper industry.

You want to negotiate with me? Pui! Who are you and what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?

Britain is a real system, the Prime Minister presides over all state affairs, foreign affairs, military, finance, personnel... Even the Queen could not interfere with the powers of the Cabinet. This was the power of the Constitution.

As long as I am Prime Minister, then British diplomacy cannot be separated from my control. The current Foreign Secretary, Count Lallenden, is a direct descendant of himself, and without my word, he would never have any contact with the Chinese.

You want to exchange your letter of credence? You want my British Empire to admit that your clan is an independent nation? Haha, please, I'm too lazy to even talk to you, I'm not willing to talk to you at all.