Chapter 65: Fremont's Ideal

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

Henry, the president of the California Daily newspaper, came to see Liang Yao with an uneasy mood. Google search reading

When he came, Strauss kindly reminded Henry that the boss was in a rage. Even Strauss, who had been following the boss for a long time, didn't know why the boss was so angry.

"Do you have any acquaintances at the New York Post and the Washington Post?"

Liang Yao didn't mince words and asked straight to the point.

Congress had already threatened to not recognize the Mexican government's land grants, and he had to prepare for the worst.

It is foolish to place hope on the pity of those politicians and plutocrats, and Liang Yao also has such hope.

Brannan is a great philanthropist compared with them.

If Brannan is a real villain, then Astor and others are hypocrites.

If they are eyeing California's gold and land, they will not rob it openly like Brannan did, but will acquire your land through so-called legal means.

This legal channel is Congress!

In the eyes of people like them, Congress is nothing more than a tool.

"Boss, are you kidding me? These are the top newspapers in the United States. If I had connections there, why would I come to California?"

Henry said with some surprise.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have one. Do you know how much it costs to acquire an influential newspaper?"

Liang Yao wants to acquire an influential newspaper in the east to influence public opinion.

He already has the direction of public opinion in California under his control, but that's not enough.

California is not even a state right now, and Congress will not listen to the people of California.

California had many gold diggers from the East who had relatives in the East, and this could be exploited.

"You mean the newspapers in the east?"

"Nonsense! Are there any newspapers in California worth buying for me?!"

“A few hundred thousand dollars can buy an influential newspaper, such as the Washington Republic, where my brother works.

Although the "Washington Republic" is not as famous as the "New York Post" and "Washington Post" you mentioned, it is still quite influential locally. Its influence in the industry is roughly equal to that of the "New York Evening Post". "

Henry was just about to tell Liang Yao that buying a newspaper was very expensive, but then he thought about it. What his boss lacked most was money, and hundreds of thousands of dollars was nothing to him.

The boss wants to enter the eastern newspaper industry?

Henry was thinking wildly.

Liang Yao had never heard of the "Washington Republic", and he had not collected the "Washington Republic" newspaper.

However, Liang Yao collected a lot of "New York Evening Post", and most of Vanderbilt's tidbits were collected from the "New York Evening Post".

"Henry, do you want to do something bigger, such as being the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper?" Liang Yao asked, turning the pen in his hand.

"The boss wants to enter the newspaper industry in the east?" Henry's eyes lit up and he said excitedly.

Although "California Daily" occupies a monopoly in California, it has almost no competitors.

However, California's population is limited, and the Daily Californian only publishes more than 10,000 copies of the newspaper every day, so its market and influence are really limited.

Going to the east to show off his talents is exactly what he wants, especially since he has a powerful financial backer like Liang Yao behind him.

This financier is willing to publish a newspaper at a loss. There are few financiers as generous as Liang Yao in the entire United States.

"Just answer my questions." Liang Yao was a little impatient.

"Of course!" Henry replied decisively, fearing that he would miss this good opportunity for Kris Wu to use the sewing machine - it was difficult to sew.

"Very good, you go back and hand over the work, pack up and prepare, and take Mr. Vanderbilt's ship to New York in a few days."

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At this time, Washington, due to the capitalist system with American characteristics, had been debating for half a year whether the territory would become a free state or a slave state after its establishment.

As the representatives of the North and the South refused to give in to each other, the first round of debate failed to come up with a clear answer.

Next month, the two sides will begin a second round of debate to decide the fate of California, Utah, and New Mexico, which were annexed from Mexico two years ago (California, Utah, and New Mexico are not equivalent to the later states of California, Utah, and New Mexico). , New Mexico, and later Nevada, Utah, Colorado, and Arizona were also among these areas).

Amid the turbulent tide of American politics, two little men from California are running around for their interests in California and their own political future.

Fremont and Gervin strolled through the streets of Washington, perhaps as well-known figures as they did in their respective hometowns.

But in Washington, where big names gather in the political arena, they are all nameless little people worth mentioning.

"Fremont, I think we are doing this in vain. The two of us are like headless flies, running around in Washington! No one will listen to our voices!" Gwen said very frustrated. The spirit is very depressed.

"Gervin, cheer up! We are the future senators of California, and we must be responsible for the people of California!"

Fremont shook Gervin's shoulders to cheer him up.

"Useless Fremont, Astor Jr., and the tycoons around him are determined to swallow up the land in California. Even a respected old congressman like Calhoun has stated that he does not recognize the land grant from the former Mexican government!

Who is Calhoun? He was a veteran congressman during the Madison and Monroe presidency (1809-1825). He also served as vice president and secretary of state. He is like a mountain that is difficult to climb and cross in front of us!"

Gervin shook his head helplessly. He had completely lost confidence.

"Fuck the mountains. I have climbed the highest mountains in the United States, the Nevada Mountains, the Rocky Mountains. I am the first American to reach California after crossing the Nevada Mountains!" Fremont cursed.

"So what if he's old? Calhoun is just an old fool. Do you know what other ridiculous proposals this old man has made in Congress?

He asked for a constitutional amendment to establish an unprecedented dual-presidential system! The North and the South each elect a president and enjoy the same veto power! This is simply dividing America! Such congressmen should not be respected and should get out of Congress!"

Thinking of Calhoun, Fremont was furious. Calhoun, this old guy, was half buried in the ground, but he was still jumping like this.

"Let Liang Yao give up the land in Sacramento? He already has a lot of money in his hands! Enough to fund our campaign for the Senate in California. We don't have to go against these old congressmen for those lands. This will affect our political future."

Ge Wen still backed down. Fremont's heartfelt words just now did not move him.

Fremont felt very speechless about such a colleague. He seemed to understand why Ge Wen had been a congressman for so many years but still could not become a senator.

"Gwen, just because of what you said, you are not worthy of being a senator in California, and you are not worthy of representing the people of California.

Liang Yao is not only the financial sponsor of us. Which state does not have its own consortium in New York, Massachusetts, Virginia, North and South Carolina?

Giving up the land of California is equivalent to giving up the consortium in California. How long do you think you can be a senator like this?

Aster, Livingston or other consortiums, they only think about how to plunder California's gold! Maybe they will show their gratitude to the federal government to give back to the congressmen who support them, but they will not leave much tax revenue for California! Without tax revenue, how can you carry out various tasks after the establishment of the state?!

Even if we become senators in California, what does it matter? We are just puppets in Congress, and no one will listen to our voices. Do you want to be such a senator?!

I can't influence your decision. It's up to you to go or stay!"

Fremont said passionately and emotionally, not caring about the strange looks that passers-by cast at him like a madman.

Perhaps in the eyes of these passers-by, California is a remote place far away from the sunshine of civilization.

But Fremont doesn't think so. He is the first American to arrive in California, and he is famous in America. He has feelings and obsessions for that land that others can hardly understand.

Fremont is not satisfied with being just a puppet congressman who does nothing. He remembered the United Mining Company that was established when he and Liang Yao were drinking and drinking, and remembered the blueprint of the future California they imagined together.

The two of them also forged a deep friendship, appreciated each other, and even had a feeling of sympathy. They had a lot in common.

California will become the richest state in the United States, and Fremont is also convinced that California, where gold is everywhere, has such potential.

He hopes that after a hundred years, Californians in future generations will remember him, remember that there was such a California senator who worked hard for the prosperity of California.

Fremont calculated the date. At this time, Liang Yao should have seen the letter he sent by someone.

He believed that Liang Yao was not an insect like Ge Wen, and Liang Yao was ready to face the storm.

After saying this, Fremont no longer paid attention to the timid Ge Wen. He turned around and left Ge Wen without looking back.

"Fremont, where are you going?"

Perhaps Fremont's words awakened Ge Wen, and Ge Wen hurriedly followed Fremont's footsteps.

"Go back and bring the California Star to visit the Vice President!"

Ger Wen heard Fremont's resounding voice.