The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

In spring, it’s still very cold in Iceland.

But there are many volcanoes in Iceland, smoke is everywhere, and hot springs are everywhere. As soon as Zhao Chuanxin came, he felt what it meant to be a world of ice and fire.

Iceland's population was declining. In the 18th century, the smallpox epidemic killed one-third of the population. At the end of the century, a volcanic eruption produced huge smoke and no vegetation could grow, leading to famine, and another quarter died.

At this time, Iceland was a vassal state of the Kingdom of Denmark. It did not even have an army and was barely autonomous.

Zhao Chuanxin brought his daughter here to practice swimming and enjoyed the benefit of not being crowded. The hot spring pool was used as a swimming pool.

Zhao Lingjun wore a full-body swimsuit made of special materials, covering even her arms.

It's not because Lao Zhao is conservative, it's just that the material of this swimsuit is a kind of super elastic silk from Brilliant Oasis. It is hand-woven and has V-shaped pleats on the surface, which can reduce the resistance of the water when paddling.

Zhao Lingjun splashed in the warm blue lake water.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Aren't you exhausted from swimming like this?"

"Dad, look at me."

As Zhao Lingjun spoke, he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, like a carp leaping out of the water.

Repeatedly, water splashed everywhere.

Any other child would have been out of breath from exhaustion, but she kept fluttering, as if she had endless energy.

Zhao Chuanxin was helpless: "This swimsuit is in vain."

She won't stop until she sees her true skills.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "Look at your father."

As he spoke, he put his body horizontally and paddled with a crawling stroke, but his speed was far beyond normal, almost faster than a fish. He jumped twenty meters away in a snap, leaving behind a rippling wave of water.

Zhao Lingjun was very unconvinced: "I can do it too."

She imitated her father's movements and rowed forward slowly.

When she looked up, she saw that there was still a long way to go before her father.

She continued paddling.

It took a long time before she arrived at Zhao Chuanxin's side. She was so angry that she splashed water.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled half-heartedly: "Young man, what do you think? Are you convinced? If you are convinced, then learn from me."

At this time, on the dark basalt rock nearby, a blond woman with pigtails was taking off her clothes and said to the two men: "You are swimming very well. Did you invent the swimming method?"

Zhao Chuanxin and Zhao Ling both turned around and took a look.

Oops...

He and I came here to swim, but I came here to take a shower and take off all my clothes.

Although Iceland does not have an army, the residents here are descendants of Viking pirates, and both men and women are very muscular.

The woman in front of him is about 1.7 meters tall. She is the strongest woman Zhao Chuanxin has seen in these years. She has a obviously fat and muscular figure, broad shoulders, thick back, and thick arms.

But her facial features are exquisite and her cheeks are not bloated.

Zhao Lingjun pointed at her and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Dad, she is really not ashamed!"

She couldn't understand the woman's Icelandic, and the woman couldn't understand Zhao Lingjun's Chinese.

Plop...

"Hello, my name is Sarah Willsdottir."

Every Icelandic woman’s last name must be followed by Dóttir, which actually means daughter in English.

Someone’s daughter.

Just add son after son.

Zhao Chuanxin said to his daughter: "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Zhao Lingjun: "Huh, obviously it is!"

Zhao Chuanxin said to the woman: "I am Zhao. This is my daughter Juliana."

Lao Zhao can also flick his tongue.

Due to the presence of his daughter, Lao Zhao couldn't watch her intently. After all, as a father, he had to lose face.

Sarah Willsdottir scrubbed her body as if no one was watching.

Zhao Chuanxin coughed and reluctantly took his daughter to swim towards the distance.

When his daughter wasn't paying attention, he looked back.

Plus size women who are big but have small waists, find out.

Lao Zhao suffered a great mental stimulation.

In a daze, I remembered that I met a girl in a hot spring in Japan many years ago. She was in stark contrast to the woman in front of me.

Two extremes.

Not long after, Zhao Chuanxin came ashore, while Zhao Lingjun was still splashing in the water.

Lao Zhao said to himself: "As we get older, it is inevitable that our taste will gradually become heavier."

Sara Willsdottir in the water looked up and smiled at Zhao Chuanxin: "Why do you always look at me?"

Zhao Chuanxin saw his daughter flopping on the swimming ring in the distance and didn't pay attention here.

He took out the pan, cracked an egg in it and said, "You misunderstood, I was just thinking and not looking at you."

"Then what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about your body."

"..."

Sara Willsdottir burst out laughing.

She walked out of the water, stepped on the stones and came to Zhao Chuanxin's side.

The looming appearance becomes an intuitive visual impact.

The eggs in the pan in Zhao Chuanxin's hand became hard - they were cooked.

He took another piece of chicken and fried it in the pan.

Sara Willsdottir asked: "This is the first time I've seen an egg cook without fire."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Then do you want to see me more times in the future?"

Sara Willsdottir blinked: "Okay."

Zhao Chuanxian took out two pieces of bread, put the eggs and chicken on top respectively, and poured the peppers stuffed with the walnut cream sauce secretly made by the nuns of the Santa Monica Monastery in Puebla, Mexico.

He handed the sandwich to Sarah Willsdottir: "Want some chicken?"

"OK."

Sarah put on her clothes first before taking the sandwich from Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Lingjun's dog nose can still smell the smell of food in the rich smell of sulfur from far away.

"Dad, did you ask the nun to make peppers stuffed with walnut cream sauce?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved: "Come up and have some."

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin went to Puebla and jumped over the wall to steal this delicacy.

Now there was no need to steal at all, he could just walk in as John Constantine.

He took Zhao Lingjun there once, and Zhao Lingjun never forgot the secret delicacies.

Zhao Lingjun was lying on the swimming ring and flopping over here.

Before she landed, Zhao Chuanxin asked Sara Willsdottir in a low voice for her address.

By the time Zhao Lingjun came ashore, Zhao Chuanxin had already put on a serious face, and his image as a strict father would never collapse.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, the water vapor on Zhao Lingjun's body evaporated, and Lao Zhao took out a blanket and put it on her.

The blanket consists of blue, black, brown and ivory horizontal stripes.

Sarah Willsdottir first saw Zhao Chuanxin and raised his hand, and the water stains on his daughter's body were dried.

Touching the blanket again, she asked, "What kind of blanket is this? It's a very delicate blanket."

Zhao Chuanxian said: "This is a chief's blanket woven by Navajo women on the American continent. It is a handmade flat-woven blanket. This kind of blanket is so delicate that it is waterproof."

Zhao Lingjun was very dissatisfied: "Dad, what are you talking about to this shameless woman? I don't understand bullying, do you?"

Zhao Chuanxin handed her the sandwich: "Why are you so busy? I was just telling the origin of this blanket."

"Oh, it seems I need to learn Icelandic."

Zhao Chuanxin put on ethnic-style half-waist sneakers for her: "Go to the back and change your clothes. Don't freeze."

Zhao Lingjun is a princess, but most of her shoes are designed and made by Zhao Chuanxin, and several pairs have to be made every year for her to wear.

Zhao Lingjun saw the tall woman eating a sandwich made by her father, and silently deducted another point for her.

"Don't whisper to her until I come back."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

When Zhao Lingjun came back, there was a green parrot on his shoulder.

Zhao Lingjun threw the swimsuit he changed into on the rocks.

Zhao Chuanxin took his swimsuit to the hot spring to wash it. Lord Runzhi's greeting controlled the water flow, which was more powerful than a washing machine. The water flow was fine and fine, hitting the intersection of warp and weft of every two fibers. After going back and forth several times, it was clean.

He shook it three times, and the evaporated water vapor mixed with the hot spring water vapor. He folded it several times quickly, and the swimsuit was folded into a regular square.

Sarah Willsdottir looked at her with relish: "Do you always take care of her like this?"

In Iceland, she had never seen such a meticulous and neat man who could take care of children. He seemed to be able to do magic...

Without waiting for Zhao Chuanxin to answer, Zhao Lingjun turned to the parrot and asked, "Sang Ling, what did that woman say?"

The mourning spirit had disintegrated from the crow and possessed the telegraph parrot when Zhao Lingjun was traveling.

It tilted its head and looked at Zhao Lingjun: "Nonsense, how do I know? I don't understand."

The parrot actually spoke Chinese.

Zhao Lingjun urged Lao Zhao: "Dad, let's go home."

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to smile with Sarah Willsdottir and left.

He grabbed the deceased, picked up Zhao Lingjun, jumped more than twenty meters, and floated out of the pool a little further.

The sun is shining all over the sky and the air is fresh and cold.

The two men took the mourning soul back to The Hague on a three-generation dragon.

Zhao Chuanxin has been to the Essen Steelmaking Plant more frequently recently.

The inventory of weapons and ammunition has been inexplicably reduced, causing those in charge to be wary.

To avoid taking the blame himself, he hurriedly reported the matter.

The importance of the Krupp family's military industry to Germany is self-evident.

The superiors immediately sent troops to patrol at night.

But at night, the inventory was still inexplicably reduced.

…

May.

The assassination of Song Jiaoren has never been determined whether it was Yuan Weiting who did it.

The murderer has been brought to justice, but the trial lacked key evidence.

However, Sun and others spread the news and firmly believed that Yuan Weiting was responsible.

In addition, Yuan Weiting signed the "Aftermath Contract", and public opinion was overwhelmingly denounced by Yuan Weiting.

Come May. Hunan, Jiangxi, Guangdong, Anhui, and the five governors of Lubin Prefecture called on each other and jointly expressed their strong opposition to the aftermath of the loan.

Immediately afterwards, the governors of the other 17 provinces signed up to support the aftermath of the loan.

It can be seen that Yuan Weiting still has some tricks.

Another disagreement arose between Sun Gongwu and Huang Xing.

Sun Gongwu decided to overthrow Yuan Weiting with arms. Huang Xing objected and believed that legal procedures should be followed.

This serious disagreement caused a rift between the two for the first time.

Perhaps Huang Xing was somewhat aware of the revolution of their class, and was a little bit weak. He wanted to rebel, but he might not be able to do it in ten years like before.

If I had known this, why would I not have compromised with Yuan Weiting in the first place? I should have persisted to the end, and we would not be in the current predicament.

In June, Yuan Weiting issued the "Tongling Order Respecting the Holy Texts of Confucius".

Flatterers are like crucian carp crossing the river. Even Kang Youwei, who was driven back to China by Zhao Chuanxin, published an article in the newspaper praising Yuan Weiting.

A retro trend of respecting Confucius has emerged in China.

Reporters from major newspapers rushed to find Zhao Chuanxin and wanted to ask his opinion.

Unfortunately, after contacting everyone, it seems that Zhao Chuanxin is not in the country.

The "Internet Gazette" reporter begged Zhang Shouzeng to help contact Zhao Chuanxin.

Reporters from other newspapers took a ride and were able to talk to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was wearing a nightgown and tidying up the warehouse in the Kuitsalan underground fortress when he received a call.

Zhang Shouzeng explained the purpose of the call, and Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Ah...tui! What do you think Yuan Weiting means by this?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Shouzeng really didn't understand. After all, he couldn't see through history.

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "Respecting Confucius and restoring ancient times means upholding the feudal ethics. At the most superficial level, he wanted to use the ethical principles to maintain rule; at the most profound level, he wanted to restore the monarchy and re-establish the feudal ethics. The emperor’s spring and autumn dream.”

When Zhang Shouzeng made the call, the reporter was also there.

Big Brother's voice leakage was serious, and the reporter heard it clearly.

Everyone was shocked and there was silence in the room.

Among the various voices criticizing Yuan Weiting, there has been no suggestion that he wants to be emperor.

Zhao Chuanxian was the first.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Zhang Shouzeng: "Tell me, who is the most ruthless person who advocates Yuan Weiting's tactics now?"

Before Zhang Shouzeng could speak, reporters around him exclaimed: "Kang Nanhai?"

Zhao Chuanxin naturally heard it.

He sneered: "Don't you understand what kind of virtue that bitch Kang Youwei is?"

When everyone heard this, they secretly thought that Zhao Tanggong was indeed a sharp-eyed man.

People are overseas, but they have a clear view of the domestic situation.

Everyone got excited.

This news was published in the newspaper. I wonder how Yuan Weiting would react when he saw it?

Zhang Shouzeng saw that the reporter was about to scream, so he simply put his brother on the table.

Everyone discussed, and then one by one came forward to talk to Lao Zhao.

"The Governor of Zhao, Yuan Weiting, said that the survival of a country depends on etiquette, justice, integrity and shame. He also said that Confucius was born to be a teacher for all generations. Confucius' principles are universally applicable, just like the sun and the moon are not injured, and the rivers are not destroyed. President Yuan asked all provinces to make detailed and clear regulations on worshiping Confucius according to ancient principles, and implement the policy of respecting Confucius in education. Naturally, Lubin Prefecture is also included in this list. What do you think? "

Zhao Chuanxin said bluntly: "Let him die."

Reporters were in an uproar.

Zhang Shouzeng was ashamed.

Another reporter asked: "It is said that Yuan Weiting said that you did not respect the emperor's order and failed to live up to the country's new destiny..."

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to be smoking, and he hissed: "He just wanted to say that I didn't give him face. Let me tell you this, when I slapped him in the face, don't ask why I hit him. Because I gave him candy. He never said thank you."

The reporter thought to himself that you don’t look like a politician, right?

He asked: "Captain Zhao, when you say this, aren't you afraid of causing domestic conflicts?"

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "Swearing people is sometimes a good thing. After all, I have stronger hands-on skills."

reporter:"……"

"Captain Zhao, what have you been busy with recently? Are you abroad? Which country?"

Zhao Chuanxin's words are unclear.

Hang up the phone.

Zhao Chuanxin teleported back to Iceland from Kuitsalan.

On the bed, Sarah Willsdottir put her head on her hands, turned sideways and asked him: "Where have you been?"

Zhao Chuanxin took off his nightgown, jumped on the bed, and slapped the bed suddenly, causing waves to surge.

"Go stock up, we're going to make money."

…

In early June, Serbia and Greece secretly signed the "Anti-Bulgarian Alliance", and Romania immediately joined.

Bulgaria was not idle either. It obtained loans from Austria-Hungary and Germany and decided to prepare for a preemptive military strike.

Originally they were a unit, but Bulgaria had contributed more before, so it thought it should take the lion's share.

The remaining countries of the Balkan Alliance did not agree, so they fell out and turned into a vulgar farce in which all the Balkan countries attacked Bulgaria.

Even Serbia and the Ottoman Empire, which had had grievances for hundreds of years, came together.

The so-called nationalism and religious sentiments are both absurd and pale in the face of interests.

Zhao Chuanxin prepared the goods for Bulgaria.

He had already contacted the Bulgarian generals, and as soon as they got the loan, Zhao Chuanxin went to negotiate.

"The artillery, shells, Maxim, and bullets are all ready-made. Are you ready with the money?"

The Bulgarian general held the cigar handed to him by Zhao with a somewhat respectful expression: "Mr. Zhao, what's the price?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "This is our first cooperation. It's easy to say. It's 20% lower than the price Germany gave you, and there's no shipping fee. As for how much you report, it's your own business. In addition, weapons and ammunition will be delivered to you within seven days. Once this happens, When you go to war, as long as the money is in place, all kinds of military resources will be on call. "

The general was overjoyed.

Zhao Chuanxin was equally happy.

The military supplies stolen from Germany were resold in Bulgaria and grabbed German business.

In addition, Zhao Chuanxin also resold war peripheral products.

Zhao Chuanxin had other uses for the money.

At the end of June, Bulgaria, which relied on itself to be strong, finally could no longer hold back and finally launched a surprise attack on Serbia and Greece.

The Second Balkan War begins.

As soon as the fighting started, the Bulgarian side noticed something was wrong.

Not only Serbia and Greece, but also Romania and Montenegro participated in the war one after another. The Ottoman Empire was engaged in trouble on the sidelines to regain the land lost in the first Balkan War.

Bulgarian General Kliment Boyajev said anxiously: "Mr. Zhao, I need help."

Zhao Chuanxin asked uncertainly: "Do you need weapons and ammunition?"

Kliment Boyajev shook his head and tugged at his gray beard: "It's best if you can help us fight..."

He had heard about Zhao Chuanxin's record.

Although he couldn't understand how a single man could influence the war.

But the man in front of him has already proven his strength through battle after battle.

Zhao Chuanxin filmed the whole process, so he naturally knew what was going on.

The Bulgarian Second Army attacked the Greek positions in Thessaloniki.

Greece counterattacked like crazy. All Bulgarian actions were detected and blocked by Greek cavalry. In addition, other countries' group fights distracted their attention. On June 19, the Bulgarian attack turned into the Greek attack.

Now it is June 20. Greece ordered the 1st and 6th divisions to form 6 battalions of troops, with mountain artillery, to attack the Bulgarian flank forces in Kilkis.

Judging from their posture, they are ready to capture Kilkis at night.

Zhao Chuanxin watched every day and was eager to watch.

But he still said: "I'll think about it."

Another general, Georgy Todorov, took a deep breath: "I can't think about it. Promise us. The war has reached a critical moment."

Kliment Boyadyev even used the Bulgarian Tsar as an example: "Our Emperor Ferdinand I, he is also an entomologist, botanist and writer, and has the same interests as you. He praised your "Road to Extinction" after reading it. For the sake of this friendship, help us."

He also said that Zhao Chuanxin really likes to do research.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back and looked up to the sky: "Yes, we have been friends for a long time, and we have friendship. It's just..."

Georgy Todorov raised his eyebrows: "Money?"

"Shame on you. I don't care about money." Zhao Chuanxin smacked his lips: "So, how much can you give?"

"..."Kliment Boyadyev cursed in his heart and tentatively stretched out five fingers.

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his beard: "Fifty million?"

"Hiss..." Kliment Boyadyev almost choked to death: "It's fifty thousand marks."

Zhao Chuanxin calculated with his fingers: "Fifty thousand marks? Then I can only promise to help defend the No. 123 position behind the Galikos River."