The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Noordeinburg, Wilhelmina was absorbed in watching Zhao Lingjun writing furiously.

Zhao Chuanxin was making pineapple shrimp pizza.

Wilhelmina held her belly, leaned against the door frame, and suddenly spoke, as if joking, or as if testing Zhao Lingjun: "Juliana, if you have brothers and sisters, are you willing to give up the throne?"

Zhao Chuanxin pretended not to hear, and hummed a little tune loudly: It's just an ordinary poem of the years, writing about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, every autumn day I love you is like the spring flowers that have not yet ended...

Zhao Lingjun looked up and blinked his big eyes: "Mom, have you heard of the Xuanwu Gate Incident during the Tang Dynasty? Whoever dares to compete with me for the throne, I will beat him to a brilliant spring..."

Wilhelmina's expression changed immediately.

Good guy, you want to kill your mother and brothers and sisters together?

Our Dutch royal family has no power, so it's not allowed to be so active!

Zhao Lingjun laughed: "Look how scared you are, I'm kidding you. It doesn't matter if it's a brother or a sister, the throne belongs to him, I don't want the family property, it's all his, my father has plenty of money, how can he still let me down?"

Wilhelmina breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked in surprise: "What if you regret it when you grow up?"

"Whoever regrets is a Sun thief!"

"What is it?"

"Sun... um, forget it, Chinese, you can't understand it."

Zhao Chuanxin, who was rolling out the dough, couldn't help but sneered.

Wilhelmina rolled his eyes at him, walked to Zhao Lingjun and looked down, and frowned: "What are you writing?"

She couldn't understand the various symbols on it.

Zhao Lingjun stretched out his chubby hand to cover the notebook: "Nothing, nothing, you are so pregnant, go and rest, I will call you when the pizza is ready."

"Move your hand away, I will see what you wrote."

"There is nothing to see, just ordinary homework."

"Juliana, I insist on reading it."

"You can insist, but I have already voluntarily given up the throne, and I don't have to listen to you in the future."

"You..."

I am going to tear down the roof.

Zhao Lingjun closed the notebook with a big face, stood up and said with his hands behind his back: "This is called, the world is wide when the heart is selfless, the desire is strong, and the tolerance is great!"

Zhao Chuanxin must give his daughter a thumbs up: "A tiger father will not have a dog daughter!"

Zhao Lingjun held his head high and left.

"Where are you going?" Wilhelmina asked from behind.

Zhao Lingjun ran away as soon as he went out: "No need to wait for me to eat."

"It's all your fault!" Wilhelmina stuck to Zhao Chuanxin's back and said with some difficulty.

"You are right, let the right people do the right things." Zhao Chuanxin commented.

Wilhelmina was far-sighted: "Whether it is a son or a daughter, you can no longer teach her."

Otherwise, it will be another Zhao Lingjun.

Speaking of Zhao Lingjun, he is strong, sharp-eyed, intelligent, and courageous.

Do you think these are advantages?

No, these are all disadvantages...

Kaiser Wilhelm II suffered from polio, but he was not bad at being an emperor!

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "I didn't teach her much, it was all due to her talent."

Wilhelmina subconsciously moved away from Zhao Chuanxin after hearing this: "Then you'd better not even touch our second child."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's too much, my child, I can't touch it?"

Wilhelmina also felt that it was a bit too much.

But she made up her mind not to let Zhao Chuanxin touch too much.

The pizza was baked, and Wilhelmina devoured it.

Zhao Chuanxin said beside him: "Eat slowly, Zhao Lingjun is not here, no one will snatch it from you."

Last time she gave birth, he didn't even know about it.

The maid Margot, who was accompanying her, covered her mouth and laughed.

It was sour and sweet, and the bell peppers were spicy. Wilhelmina liked it very much.

She said: "What you cook is especially delicious."

It's not a compliment.

Zhao Chuanxin cooks from all over the world.

Zhao Chuanxin thought of Benjamin: "My eldest disciple directs the chef to cook, that's a unique way."

After Benjamin Goldberg had the food rune, Zhao Chuanxin understood what it meant to never tire of fine food and never tire of fine meat.

Color, fragrance and taste are just the basics, and nutrition must be carefully matched.

But he doesn't cook himself, and often directs Dunzi and others to cook, the amount of seasoning, the size of the fire, the length of frying and cooking, and every link cannot be wrong, otherwise it will have to be redone.

Zhao Chuanxin touched Wilhelmina's stomach: "Almost done, don't eat too much, or you'll have acid reflux later."

Wilhelmina didn't listen at all.

She didn't stop until she was satisfied.

Zhao Chuanxin walked with her slowly, went out to bask in the sun, came back to coax her to sleep, secretly placed a copper eye in her bedroom, and then went to Zhao Lingjun's room and teleported back to Lubin Mansion.

First, go to the government office.

He went to the official goods bureau office and put "Entrapment" and "Chaodu" on Yao Jia's desk: "Since you want to tinker with luxury goods, why not set up a military luxury brand called Dragon Scale."

Yao Jia picked up the command knife and looked at it straight: "My, how much effort does it take to make it so exquisite? Could it be made by Japanese craftsmen?"

No matter whether the Japanese sword forging skills come from China, it is undeniable that their sword forging skills are almost the best in the world.

A small country with few people and few resources must cherish every resource.

The Japanese can make the most of limited resources.

That’s why they produce so many high-quality products.

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Where are you scolding? This is a knife that I made. Even a little devil can't make it. One knife and one gun, just for you to hold an auction in the future."

Yao Jia looked at the name on it and said, "Okay, that's great. I want to keep it myself."

"Don't even think about it." Zhao Chuanxin is also considered a craftsman and only produces high-quality products: "Top luxury goods must be unique in the world and have limited editions."

"You said the Dragon Scale brand military industry only makes swords and guns like this?"

"No, for example, the boots, hats, pants, capes and command knives specially used by the honor guard, or the tactical uniforms used by the elite troops. We make military supplies and outdoor clothing tools."

In later generations, things related to the outdoors were sky-highly expensive.

The brand we are building now may become the world's top brand by the 21st century.

The two discussed commodities and the economy, and Yao Jia mentioned one thing: "Some time ago, Li Guangzong convened a conference call from various places. He asked Lubin Mansion, Lugang Town and Xuantianzong to jointly invest in the Central Plains. The construction of radio towers in the region, the southern regions, Vietnam, Surabaya in Indonesia and Australia has started simultaneously.”

Zhao Chuanxin nodded secretly.

Li Guangzong is still reliable in his work.

With radio, we can communicate across oceans and send messages quickly.

In a vacuum environment, the speed of radio waves is almost equal to the speed of light.

There are multiple interferences in the atmosphere. Naturally, radio is not that fast, but it is much faster than wired telegraphy?

Wires have resistance, and normal ambient superconductivity has not been achieved in the 21st century.

Therefore, Nikola Tesla's wireless power transmission research has broad prospects.

Otherwise, no matter how good wind power, hydropower and photovoltaic power generation are, there is no way to transmit power remotely, and green energy can only be regional in nature.

After talking for a while, Zhang Shouzeng also came.

The three of them chatted for three hours before Zhao Chuanxin said goodbye and hurriedly went home to see Zhao Nianzhen.

Not long after, he returned to Fort Noorden through the teleportation array.

The next day, he returned to Lugang Town.

The teleportation array requires consuming blue crystals.

But azure crystal can be bought with money, but the power of faith is not always available.

He was exhausted from all the travels, traveling back and forth, both physically and mentally.

…

Sweden.

A big case occurred in Stockholm - the Royal Library of Sweden was stolen.

The case is full of doubts.

The door lock was broken, but the guard was not alerted.

At night, the guards patrolled and found nothing unusual.

At dawn the next day, the guards patrolled again, but found that there were many empty spaces on the bookshelves. They were surprised and reported it immediately.

Curator Dahlgren came with the police.

Dahlgren took out the paged catalog and made a rough comparison, suddenly breaking into a cold sweat.

Most of the medieval manuscripts were stolen.

He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly went to the room where the "Devil's Bible" was kept to read it.

Sure enough, it's gone.

Dahlgren fell to the ground.

About half a month later.

Three headless bodies were found on the beach.

Stockholm police investigated the residents along the coast but found nothing.

They checked the deceased's clothes, all pockets were emptied, and found no clues.

Later, the identity of the deceased was determined based on the tattoo of one of them. Someone told the police that they went out to sea for fun, perhaps to an island.

Soon, the police found the sand dune of Baden Island and saw three heads on the wooden poles erected in the port.

Because of the cold weather, the heads were not completely decomposed, but they were eaten by seabirds and crows. The three heads looked ferocious and terrifying.

The police also saw the warning on the stone tablet erected next to it.

The incident caused a sensation in Stockholm.

…

A week after the theft from the Swedish Royal Library, the British Museum on the backside of London's New Oxford Street was also robbed.

As many as 1.2 million cultural relics were stolen.

Egyptian cultural relics, Greek, Roman cultural relics, Chinese cultural relics... The clay tablet "The Epic of Gilgamesh" that George Smith excavated from the tomb of Ashurbanipal in Nineveh, the ancient Assyrian capital, was all stolen.

Another British archaeologist reported that the ancient city of Ur in Nasiriyah was robbed, and all the cultural relics that could be taken away were looted.

As early as 1853, the British John George Taylor discovered the ancient city of Ur, but the scale of the excavation was small at that time.

In recent years, due to the unstable situation in the Balkans and the competition between Britain and Germany in various aspects such as industry, there is no manpower, financial and material resources to support large-scale excavations, so archaeological work has been delayed.

As a result, he was intercepted.

A thoughtful person combined several sensational cases in Europe and thought of Zhao Chuanxin.

First of all, Dune Baden Island is now owned by Zhao Chuanxin.

Several daredevils landed on the island and were brutally beheaded.

The Royal Library of Sweden was stolen.

Stolen from the British Museum.

The ancient city of Ur was stolen.

There seems to be some connection between these cases.

…

April 3rd.

Sweden and the United Kingdom jointly called the Lubin government and asked Zhao Chuanxin to cooperate with the investigation.

The telegrams sent fell into the sea and there was no news.

So Eston, the charge d'affaires of the British Embassy in China, went to Lubin Mansion in person and found Zhao Chuanxin in the government office.

"Mr. Zhao, this matter is of great importance. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Zhao Chuanxin's legs were draped on the desk, a cigarette was hanging from his mouth, and he held the financial report in his hand and said calmly: "I'm going to cooperate with you next door, who the hell are you?"

Eston was angry and raised his voice a little: "Mr. Zhao, the Royal Library of Sweden lost more than 3,000 books in the theft, and the British Museum lost 1.2 million cultural relics in the theft. It's 1.2 million, can you imagine it?"

"I can." Zhao Chuanxin took his legs off the table and stared at Eston: "Of course I can imagine it, aren't those all stolen from all over the world by you British devils? What are you comparing with me here? Fuck, in my opinion, it's still too little to steal. The thieves should have taken more. I guess if time didn't allow it, the thieves would definitely clear out your collection!"

"You..." Eston was scolded and was so angry that he was fuming. "We, the British Museum, are just preserving cultural relics for the people of the world."

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip from the teacup: "Oh? Have the people of the world agreed? This is the first time in my life that Zhao has heard such shameless words."

Eston gritted his teeth and said: "The people of many countries are ignorant, and the officials are also ignorant. They don't understand the importance of culture. Back then, in your Mogao Grottoes, a Taoist priest went to report to the officials that there was a batch of cultural relics that needed to be protected. But your officials didn't take it seriously at all, and finally the batch of cultural relics was stolen."

"Haha, how do you know? Could it be that you have set your sights on the batch of cultural relics in Mogao Grottoes? That is in line with your character of stealing, robbing, kidnapping and cheating."

Of course, those scriptures are now on display in Ethan Manor.

Eston said to himself: "Also, the Ottoman Empire, they don't pay attention to cultural relics. The cultural relics of the ancient city of Ur were also stolen, and they should have been protected by us..."

"If you don't dig out some, will they be able to keep an eye on it? They don't pay attention to it now, but won't they pay attention to it in the future? It's obvious that you are British?"

Eston: "And Greece..."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and shouted: "Cui Fenghua, come here, send this idiot out, where did he come from to die."

Cui Fenghua took two Gray Axe soldiers and took Eston out.

Eston turned his legs and shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin, if you don't cooperate, both countries will not be finished, this is not a trivial matter..."

"Ah... tui! What the hell is this next door to Mala? It actually framed me."

Eston, who was carried out, happened to hear this sentence.

He immediately wondered: Could it be that he really didn't do it?

But who else in the world has such a skill?

After Eston was carried away, Zhao Chuanxin immediately went home and teleported to the Peace Academy through the teleportation array.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Zhao Lingjun came out of the laboratory and ran into Zhao Chuanxin.

Ever since she told Wilhelmina that she would no longer inherit the throne and did not want the family property, she had completely let herself go and turned wild.

"Nonsense, I built this Peace College. I can come back whenever I want."

It has been built for many years.

Zhao Lingjun smiled and turned away.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored her and came to the virtual realm through Binxu Road. He teleported to Quetshalan and moved the cultural relics from the underground fortress to this side.

That's right, the things were stolen by Zhao Chuanxin.

Because he often traveled to and from Noordeinburg, the other side of the Netherlands was Britain.

Zhao Chuanxin was so bold that he simply went all out.

If the guards had not patrolled many times that night and discovered the clues, he would have wanted to empty the museum.

Because there were too many countries involved, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't be too arrogant. He first moved the Chinese cultural relics they had looted, and then moved the cultural relics of several other countries to cover up his tracks. Of course, he was really interested in "The Epic of Gilgamesh".

The virtual world cannot be teleported, and the secret space cannot be used.

Zhao Chuanxin could only move it manually, and he had been moving it for many days in a row.

After moving this batch, he came out to beat his lower back and flew to the sky.

In the restaurant, he shouted: "Dunzi, serve tea to the shopkeeper, and serve good wine and food."

Dunzi responded and went to the kitchen.

At dinner time, Nikola Tesla came to the restaurant: "Zhao, you're back."

When Zhao Chuanxin saw Nikola, he suddenly thought: Why not get a car and drive it to the virtual world on the Binxu Road of Peace College?

When he designed Peace College, he deliberately left a roundabout for traffic.

He said to Nikola Tesla: "Nikola, can you study radio-guided missiles?"

"What is a missile?"

"A rocket launched from the ground, propelled by a power device, controlled by radio, carrying a missile body, and detonated by impact..."

Nikola Tesla said: "It sounds like I can't help except for the radio part."

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "Then, can you invent a TV?"

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Benjamin Goldberg walked in. He happened to hear it and asked hurriedly: "Master, what is a TV?"

Zhao Chuanxin explained that the cathode tube electron gun emitted an electron beam to paint the screen coated with fluorescent powder...

Nikola Tesla touched his chin and said: "This is my major... Let me think about it..."

Benjamin Goldberg was interested in things like movies, and naturally he was also interested in televisions.

But his strengths were not in the field of electromagnetics.

He said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Master, the experiment you asked me to do was successful. Do you want to come and see it?"

Xingyue couldn't wait to whisper in Zhao Chuanxin's ear: "Let's go and see it."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "After dinner."

After dinner, Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg went to the laboratory.

Outside the laboratory, Zhao Lingjun and Yao Bing were roasting lamb legs on the charcoal stove.

"Dad, want something to drink?"

Zhao Chuanxin's voice suddenly rose: "You two are still drinking?"

You really deserve a beating.

Yao Bing hurriedly said: "Master, listen to my explanation... explanation. We didn't drink alcohol, we drank the supplements given by our senior brother, and our junior sister was playing tricks and pretended to drink the supplements as alcohol."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the two of them: "You two should be careful."

Zhao Lingjun didn't care.

Yao Bing was timid.

Entering the laboratory, it was full of bottles and jars, and there were many strange things soaked in liquid.

Benjamin Goldberg went to fiddle with a projector.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little confused: "Aren't we watching the experiment?"

"Yes, I recorded it all."

The curtain was lowered and the picture appeared.

Zhao Chuanxin felt creepy as he watched.

Benjamin, Zhao Lingjun and Yao Bing caught the pupa of the butterfly. They cut the pupa open, some blocked half of it, some connected the upper and lower parts of the pupa with metal pipes, and some just cut it open and left it alone.

The cut pupa will naturally die.

However, the half-blocked pupa actually grew the upper body of a butterfly, and the lower body disappeared.

The pupa with the metal tube finally transformed into a butterfly, but there was still a metal tube inserted in the butterfly's belly, and no matter how the butterfly flapped its wings, it could not lift up.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Master, the butterfly is really a magical creature."

Then, Benjamin did another experiment.

In the experiment, he cut the pupa, put a metal tube in it, and injected various liquids into the butterfly's belly.

Benjamin Goldberg explained: "Master, I prepared 47 kinds of nutrient solutions, and only one was successful, which prevented the butterfly from dying and made it bigger. On this basis, foreign cells can be integrated into the pupa without causing the metal tube to become hollow. Master, you see, the magical part is here..."