1850 American Gold Tycoon.

Chapter 110 Fremont's Wrath

Fremont waited anxiously in his seat for the results of the vote, his heart beating very fast.

Soon, the results of the vote were announced: 46 votes in favor, 11 votes against, and 4 abstentions.

Fremont's heartfelt speech won only the sympathy of a few senators.

Except for Texas and a few southern state senators who voted against Fremont, almost all the remaining negative votes came from the new states in the west.

Representatives of these new states do not have much say in Congress, and the old states in the east, especially the thirteen founding states, have the most say in Congress.

This is not the case for a relatively well-balanced Senate, let alone a House of Representatives with an overwhelming majority of Eastern representatives.Because members of the House of Representatives are allocated according to the population of each state, the eastern states have inherent advantages.

For this result, Fillmore is also helpless. If Fremont can win more than one-third of the negative votes, he can also use the veto power in the hands of the president to veto the bill.

It's a pity that Fremont didn't even win a third of the vote.

Fillmore is also worried about the serious consequences of forced repossessions of land in California.

It's just that the spokespersons of these consortiums in Congress don't care about this, they only have gold and dollars in their eyes.

"Bill to Recover Land Grants from the Mexican Government of California, Passed"

Fillmore announced the result with poignancy.

Even if this is the result he does not want to see, he can only accept it, because this is the rule of the American political game, even if he is the president of a country, he can only act under the constraints of this rule.

"Fremont, I'm sorry."

Fillmore stepped off the stage and came to Fremont's side. He patted Fremont's shoulder lightly and comforted him.

He knew that this bill would be very harmful to a new state. After the bill was introduced, California's attractiveness to the people in the east would be greatly reduced, and California would become a paradise for eastern consortiums.

For Fillmore and Fremont, surrounded by cheering Senates, this was a victory for them.They cheered their victory in Congress.

In the days that followed, California gold would flow not only into the pockets of Eastern consortiums and nobles, but into their pockets as well.

Calhoun also showed a smug smile. He also knew that he was running out of time. This bill would also be the last in his life, and it would bring a successful conclusion to his political career. Calhoun Very happy with it.

"Mr. President, you should be happy about this. The successful passage of this bill is a good thing for the federal government. The proceeds from the auction of California land will be used to fill the treasury of the United States."

Secretary of State Webster told Fillmore.

Fillmore sneered, he knew very well that the Secretary of State from New Hampshire looked clean and strong, but in fact he was a sanctimonious hypocrite.

When Fillmore was still a lawyer, he personally sent money to Webster, who was already a prominent political figure at the time, in order to win a real estate lawsuit.

But in the end, Fillmore still lost the lawsuit. Although more than [-] years have passed since this incident, you and him still remember it fresh.

"Mr. Webster, how generous do you think these consortiums will be to the federal government?" Fillmore said in a very indifferent tone.

"Since you are determined to go your own way, as a California senator, I have to remind you that I, Fremont, will never accept this result! The people of California will not accept this result either!"

Grieving and indignant, Fremont went up to the podium and tore up Calhoun's speech and motion.

"If you want to take the land of California, please step on the dead bodies of the people of California to take it! I will go back to California and fight you to the end just like I fought the Mexicans!"

After all, Fremont, whose vision was blurred, left the Congress directly.

The senators in Congress did not take Fremont's words seriously. In their eyes, Fremont was just a newcomer in the political arena who spoke out.

A newcomer can't make much trouble, and they didn't take Fremont's words seriously.

"I guess this kid must be from the south!"

"I bet five dollars that it must be a southerner. Only southerners are so barbaric. They fight and fight at every turn, as if they want to declare war with the whole world."

"We northerners will never have such an uncultivated senator."

"Keep your voices down," Seward reminded the congressmen who were talking about Fremont. "Fremont alone doesn't represent the South."

The eyes of the congressmen fell on the wheelchair pushed by Seward, and Mr. Calhoun, who was slumped in the wheelchair, looked a little unhappy.

Only then did they realize that they stopped talking about Southerners, because Mr. Calhoun's hometown was South Carolina.

Mr. Colehoun was born and raised in South Carolina, although his ancestry was also Northern.

After Fremont left, two Texas senators donned top hats and left Congress.

"Ron, I think we should send Bell a telegram."

After walking out of Congress, Espy said to his companion, Ron.

"I think so." Ron agreed. "His Excellency Bell should be notified to suspend the withdrawal of troops from New Mexico. Oh, damn, what New Mexico, those places belong to our state of Texas."

If, as Fremont said, the Californians were going to defend their land, that was good news for the Texans.

If the Californian was tough enough, that nasty guy Mason would probably be transferred to California from the US-Mexico border.

That way, Texas will have far less pressure to face.

Whether out of sympathy or Texas' own self-interest, they should be on California's side.

Neither Ron nor Espy want Texas to be the next California.

The news that Congress had passed the California-Mexico land grant bill quickly spread by telegram to New York and the major cities in the East.

New York aristocratic families and consortia have long anticipated the result, and Wall Street even put out a map of California, dividing known and unknown gold producing areas and all possible places into blocks with straight lines.

Representatives of the New York consortium represented by William Backhouse Astor, also known as Astor Jr., pointed at the map of California. It seemed that the whole of California was already a cake on their table, and they were allowed to share it.

In order to pass the proposal to take back the California-Mexico land grant, their New York consortium contributed the most and deserved the most and richest gold producing areas.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, I hear you and your short-sighted fellows made a lot of money in California."

Buckhorst noticed that he was watching Vanderbilt coldly, and his words were full of gloating.

"I think your investment in California is going to be in vain. If you are willing to join us and bid for this land auction, we don't mind giving you some gold producing land."

"Backhouse, you are a complete nuisance just like your stingy old man." Vanderbilt smiled lightly, "I have the richest gold producer in California, and Staten Mining Company can produce gold every day." Bring me tens of thousands of dollars in income, why should I participate in your land auction."

"Unfortunately, the mining areas you occupy are illegal, and your gold is also obtained illegally! It will be confiscated sooner or later!"

Knowing that Vanderbilt's Staten Mining Company brought in at least tens of thousands of dollars a day to Vanderbilt, Backhouse was jealous.

"Not necessarily, we have legal procedures. I have to remind you, Backhouse, that California is not a territory now, and there is a legal government there. The resolution of Congress to confiscate land in California is unconstitutional."

Vanderbilt's confidence comes from his confidence in Liang Yao. He has always been very accurate in judging people. He believes that he has not misjudged people, and Liang Yao will never give in easily.

"Some of the proposals in this year's compromise bill are also unconstitutional, so what?" Backhouse retorted.

"I think you'll be disappointed pretty soon, Californians won't compromise."

After speaking, Vanderbilt didn't want to continue arguing with Backhouse.

When it comes to gold, not only Liang Yao and he will not compromise, he believes that the tens of thousands of gold diggers and miners in California will not compromise either.

(End of this chapter)