The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin did not take them to the photography exhibition.

He took them to visit the Peace Academy first.

The strange-shaped building of the Peace Academy is very suitable for children.

It is like a mountain carved out of the outline of the building, with a winding mountain road spiraling upward, a concave square, flowers and trees, and the most amazing thing is the waterway and the pool, and there are fish in the pool.

The Peace Academy, which Zhao Chuanxin spent several years to build, is very large and has a complex internal environment. It will take a while to visit it.

Children have limited patience, so Zhao Chuanxin tries to take them to places of interest.

For example, the botanical garden at the top.

In the botanical garden, Benjamin Goldberg is picking.

He heard the movement and turned around, and saw the dog, the parrot, six children, and two running puppets coming in one after another.

"Be careful, fellow disciples, don't step on the flowers and plants."

Zhao Zhengze covered his nose: "It stinks."

Zhao Nianzhen covered his nose: "It stinks!"

Although there are exotic flowers and plants here, surrounded by bees and butterflies, there is an unusual stench.

That is the smell of stinky liquid.

Plants including ginseng are all grown with stinky liquid.

Benjamin has obviously gotten used to this smell.

It would be uncomfortable if he didn't smell it for a day.

He didn't pick them anymore, and hurried to watch the children, fearing that they would harm the botanical garden.

He complained: "Master, take them to go sandboarding, really, sandboarding is fun."

Jiang Mingxin squatted beside a plant and said in shock: "Big brother, this is ginseng, seven leaves, worth a lot of money."

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Then dig it, and it's yours after you dig it out."

Benjamin breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it's just ginseng.

Ginseng is the least valuable here.

Jiang Mingxin dug the ginseng with a smile on her face, and then wanted to peel the bark to wrap the ginseng, but was stopped by Benjamin: "My junior sister, you must not do that. There is only one tree in the world, and it is extremely precious."

"What should I do?" Jiang Mingxin was also anxious: "The ginseng will be stale later."

Finally, Benjamin took a wet rag to wrap her and put it in a wooden box before giving up.

The Sangling tilted his head and looked at the Brilliant Star thoughtfully.

Zhao Chuanxin asked it: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

The Sangling said: "I have a familiar feeling. I have a familiar feeling about many plants here."

Of course, some of the vegetation here was moved from the Shadow Forest, and some from the Brilliant Oasis. Although the Sangling was born in the Zuling Peak, it is estimated that it has traveled all over the country and has seen a lot in the long years.

Zhao Chuanxin hoped that it could remember something.

But in the end, the Sangling flew out with Zhao Lingjun and could no longer remember its previous life.

After they left, Benjamin packed the picked plants, locked the greenhouse, and hurried back to the laboratory.

He poured the smelly liquid into a glass flask and heated it for distillation.

The smelly liquid was divided into two.

He picked up two test tubes and smelled them respectively. He had no reaction to the first test tube, but the second test tube was unbearable for him.

One was smelly, and the other was not.

Picking up the test tube that was not smelly, he poured a quantitative catalyst into it for cracking.

Part of the gas entered the riser, part of the dregs and viscous matter entered the settler, and the rest was loaded into the regenerator.

After several processes, the liquid was loaded into a test tube, inserted into a large and strange device, and then powered on.

There was a glass screen in front of the device, and a vague color pattern appeared on the glass bottle, like a six-pointed star.

Benjamin pressed another button, and the pattern changed from a six-pointed star to a crescent: "Sure enough! Rainbow particles themselves have no power."

He fiddled with a few more silk threads, trying to make them grow as fast as crops, and harvest them once every six months: "Once the number of silk threads increases, they can produce a kind of collective wisdom. What is going on?"

...

Zhao Chuanxin took the children to go sandboarding and ride on a radio tram.

There is a track between Tianshangfei and Peace College, but there are no wires on it.

The 10 carriages are pulled by an electric head, usually used to carry goods and occasionally people.

The head of the car is electric and uses the wireless power transmission receiver invented by Nikola Tesla to receive wireless power.

If it is too far away, it must be within a certain range to supply power.

Zhao Chuanxin sat in a chair and listened to the children talking.

Zhao Lingjun told Zhao Songzhen: "Old Four, wait until winter and I'll take you to chase rabbits."

Zhao Songzhen hugged Xiao Song and said in disbelief: "Sister, my mother told me that people can't catch up with rabbits."

Zhao Lingjun taught: "Sister, I tell you, chasing rabbits is not about catching up with it, but setting a trap where it passes. Last winter, I went hunting with the people of the Solon tribe, it was fun. By the way, you now have a sister, Zhao Jinxiu..."

Zhao Nianzhen took Yao Bing's hand and suddenly interrupted: "I don't want a sister."

Zhao Lingjun raised his hand: "Do you believe me if I beat you? You, kid, why are you so stubborn?"

Zhao Nianzhen hid behind Yao Bing and looked at her unconvinced.

Zhao Lingjun wanted to catch her, but was stopped by Yao Bing: "She is still young, why are you arguing with her?"

"She is so stubborn at such a young age, will she be good when she grows up?"

"She will be fine when she grows up." Yao Bing picked up Zhao Nianzhen and turned around and ran away.

Zhao Nianzhen lay on Yao Bing's shoulder with a smug look on his face.

Zhao Chuanxin just watched and did not participate.

He was an only child, without brothers or sisters. Isn't the conflict between relatives also a kind of life experience?

If you have many children, don't have any illusions and let them coexist peacefully and respectfully.

…

Last year, students studying in the United States went to Ethan Manor to find Freddie Pavitt for help.

Last year's seeds bear fruit this year.

These students studying in the United States organized the Chinese Science Society and founded the "Science Magazine" in Shanghai, which caused a huge response.

When interviewed by the reporter, a student told the reporter: "It was Mr. Zhao Chuanxin who funded and helped us establish the Science Society and the "Science Magazine". Mr. Zhao himself is also committed to various scientific developments and has never slackened off. He is far-sighted. , he studied machinery earlier than us knowledgeable students. Mr. Zhao himself is a mechanic..."

The domestic environment has been too chaotic in recent years. The reporter has seen wars, dynasty changes, and the collapse and rise of various forces.

What everyone pays more attention to is politics.

Listening to these students speak, some people have a deep understanding.

This understanding is incredible.

It turns out that Zhao Chuanxin has been building libraries in various places for a long time. The public library in Lugang Town has an amazing collection. Zhao Chuanxin is present in various subjects of Lugang Town University, as well as the Juanwang Technical College in Hankou.

There is no one better in the subject of physics and mechanics in China.

They learned that Zhao Chuanxin had already begun to develop aircraft even before the Qing Dynasty was still alive, so China was the first in the world to open the first fixed private aviation route.

In the automobile and aircraft manufacturing industries, China has not only reached the forefront of the world, but at least it has not been left behind.

As soon as this report came out, people from all walks of life were talking about it, marveling at Zhao Chuanxin's leading awareness.

…

On May 18, the Lugang Town Photography Competition finally had two nominees, Zhuang Chusheng and Lu Yishou.

One of them focuses on photographing realistic people, and the other specializes in photographing landscapes from various places.

There are two more days for internal voting among all contestants.

On May 20, the final results were released.

Zhao Chuanxin was also present at the award ceremony, with a group of snot-nosed kids watching from the audience.

It happened to be raining lightly, and many people held umbrellas to watch. Even the vendors who set up stalls selling snacks and drinks were not absent.

Liu Baobao held a loudspeaker in his hand, stood on a high platform, held the manuscript paper and said: "The final winner is - Zhuang Chusheng! Mr. Zhuang Chusheng will receive a cash prize of 10,500 yuan!"

The whole place was in an uproar!

Aren't you just taking some photos?

You can actually get 10,000 yuan?

These days, despite inflation, one copper dollar can still buy 8 candies, or one piece of flatbread and fried dough sticks, two raw pears... A bowl of meat noodles only costs four copper dollars.

But if you get a prize, you can get an ocean of 10,000 yuan?

That's not 10,000 copper dollars, it's an ocean.

Liu Baobao was very vulgar. He announced the winner first, then loudly announced the prize money. Finally, he handed a thick stack of banknotes jointly issued by Lubin Mansion and Lugang Town to Zhuang Chusheng in person.

Zhuang Chusheng is not too poor now, but ten thousand yuan is still a fortune for him.

His hands were shaking with excitement: "Thank you Mr. Liu, thank you for the Lugang Town Photography Competition, thank you..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the people around him and found that their eyes were red with envy.

He chuckled.

Liu Guogui, an old boy, has devoted his whole life to two things - pretense + practice.

The work was impressive.

But that's the way things are, as long as you do it, it's better than just dreaming.

Pretending is better than being humble and inferior.

He picked up Zhao Zhengze and said to him: "See? When the time comes, when you hear people talking about the Nobel Prize, you can say - that's it? I've done it before. In the future, I don't want you to say ——That’s it? It’s far worse than anyone I know. If you want to compare, just compare your own affairs and don’t sacrifice your ancestors.”

But he was afraid that his son would be short-sighted, and would rather act like Liu Baogui before speaking.

"Dad, what is the Nobel Prize?"

"It's a prize set by a man named Nobel."

"Then why isn't the photography competition called Liu Baogui Award?"

"Nonsense, he is just the organizer, and the money is not provided by him, but by Lugang Town, so it is called Lugang Town Award."

"Oh... whoever provides the money can be named!"

Zhao Zhengze understood something.

Soon after, there were two more competitions among the snotty kids in Lugang Town, namely the "Zhao Zhengze Paji Award" and the "Zhao Zhengze Liuliu Award".

Later it developed into an official competition...

On the other side, after the game, Defu went to find Liu Baoguo with two bottles of pot.

Liu Guogui saw the wine in his hand and cursed: "It's fucking useless. What do you want to do? Photography? I'm telling you, photography is fine, but if you want to win an award through the back door, no way!"

Defu gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Gao's integrity is admirable."

"Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do?"

Defu came forward mysteriously: "Uncle, I heard that the insurance team is going to expand its recruitment again, and I want to join the army."

"Go away, you are not old enough."

"I'll be 18 next year."

"Let's wait until next year."

"Uncle, it's not more than a year."

"roll."

…

Bai Lang finally reached Gansu.

Behind him, Zhao Ti's troops were in hot pursuit.

Bai Lang thought that in the northwest region, just like other places, you just grab everything when you come.

He built his own army and called it the Central Plains Fuhan Army.

Sometimes citizens are used to fight against the rebel army.

The so-called thief is naturally Yuan Weiting.

What he said about "the traitorous ruler and the political crowd filling the court" and "although he pretends to be a republic, he actually implements autocracy", these are the contents of the notices he posted along the way.

However, Bailang encountered many difficulties in Northwest China.

The local people have been martial since ancient times, and many landlords and gentry were armed. When Bai Lang came, these landlords and gentry resisted to the end, causing Bai Lang's main force to be frequently damaged.

Bai Lang was furious and vowed more than once to massacre all these landowners and gentry.

However, the northwest region has suffered from drought and lack of rain for many years, food shortages, and sometimes there is even no water to drink in Bailang.

They are powerless and can no longer come and go like the wind like elsewhere.

At this time, someone came to the door and said: "There is a well-known figure in the local area. The people and the members of the Ge Lao Association call him Mr. Xiao. He wants to see the governor."

Bai Lang was not angry: "Do cats and dogs want to see me? No."

"Captain, it's best to meet this person. This person is not simple. He takes both black and white. No one dares to mess with him in the entire northwest."

Bai Lang took a deep breath: "Then bring him to see me."

Benjamin Goldberg came with a group of local gentry and members of the Brotherhood.

Bai Lang took a look and thought, oh, isn't this a fucking little foreign devil?

This little foreign devil is really down-to-earth. He is wearing a sheepskin vest, the two exposed arms are very strong, and there is a circle of black hair around his lips. He is obviously not very old.

Blanc was most annoyed with foreign devils. He stared at Benjamin Goldberg as if he was going to kill him if he disagreed with him.

Benjamin Goldberg bared his teeth and smiled: "Come today, I represent the people and gentry of the northwest to talk to the general."

"What are you talking about?" Bai Lang was annoyed, thinking to himself, why does this little foreign devil sound so disgusting when he opens his mouth?

"There is nothing wrong with talking about withdrawing troops and talking about autumn."

"Hey, are you impatient?" Bai Lang reached out and touched his waist, where there was a pistol.

Thinking Benjamin was mocking him.

Benjamin Goldberg is unfazed, much less afraid.

He continued to laugh: "General, there is no need to be angry, and even if you are angry, you can't kill me. Of course, these people behind me may not be able to escape, but I will definitely let you answer on this northwest loess."

"What a loud tone." Bai Lang was really angry.

"Calm down your anger, just talk." Benjamin Goldberg took a step closer: "Everyone calls me Mr., I can't bear to see the desolation of life in this northwest land, so I am willing to use my own money to donate a batch of food to the general. Okay. Teach the general to lead the army and leave."

The representatives of the gentry and Ge Laohui behind Benjamin couldn't help but be moved after hearing this.

Good money is hard to part with, and the young gentleman is really righteous!

Bai Lang felt moved after hearing this.

He is short of food.

On this high loess slope, many times even money cannot buy food.

The troops were short of men and horses, lacked food and water, and had reached the critical point of endurance.

He frowned: "What if I don't want to leave?"

Tough talk.

Benjamin Goldberg's smile never diminished: "I heard that the general wanted to expand his troops and stockpile food in the northwest region. Once the troops have enough food, they can dominate the north and sweep across the southeast. But the general doesn't know. The northwest region is special and cannot be conquered. Tell me if the Ma family will agree to occupying this area. The Sichuan Army alone will make you live in peace. There are also Tibetan soldiers in the west. . Furthermore, there is no food to store in the northwest! The northwest is sparsely populated, and the population is concentrated around the big families. If the big families are against you, there is nothing you can do about them. Am I right? It’s the rainy season now, and Sichuan and Gansu are at the border. The water is rising everywhere, there is no boat to cross, and the Sichuan Army is heavily deployed to defend the place. Now the general doesn’t have much choice, right?”

Not only that, Bai Lang's men had been running for too long and were exhausted physically and mentally. They all wanted to go home, and would rather die than go home.

Bai Lang was shocked.

There is something about this little foreign devil in front of me.

Benjamin Goldberg struck while the iron was hot: "I am willing to sacrifice my family's wealth to buy peace for everyone, just like back then, even if I risked beheading, I would help everyone fight against the Qing court."

The gentry and brother behind him will be moved again.

Reminds me of all that happened back then.

The young gentleman has made many contributions to the northwest region, and he never forgets the well diggers.

Of course, if they forget, Benjamin will remind them from time to time just like he does now...

Bai Lang was surprised: "Since you are so righteous, then I can't be a villain in vain. When will the food arrive?"

"That's it today!"

"Aren't you afraid that I won't leave after taking the food?"

"When I come, I will send someone to promote the donation of food in your troops. I think your subordinates will not agree if you don't leave."

"you……"

Bai Lang was so angry.

But this was a conspiracy and there was nothing he could do about it.

Sure enough, when Benjamin Goldberg's food arrived, even Brown's die-hard men clamored to go home.

Blanc had nothing to do with Benjamin.

Before leaving, he wooed Benjamin: "Would you like to follow me to the river..."

Before he could finish speaking, Benjamin took a step forward, eight meters away, which startled Bai Lang.

Benjamin Goldberg interrupted: "I have some suggestions."

Bai Lang felt that this little foreign devil was a bit enigmatic.

He looked serious and changed his tone: "Please let me know, sir."

"If the general can break through the many blockades and come here, it will be no problem to go back. But if the general makes a mistake or is desperate, he only has to go to the old kiln in Donghai County. There is a way out there."

Bai Lang said nothing, keeping these in mind, and hugged Benjamin: "Let's say goodbye."

Just hit the horse and leave.

On the way, he thought it was strange. First there was Zhao Chuanxin, and then there was Mr. Xiao. It seemed that there were always noble people who wanted to help him.

When Bai Lang led the people away, both the local people and the gentry were filled with gratitude to Benjamin.

People really used their own food to buy them peace.

It's not just words.

Not only that, Benjamin Goldberg also announced: "Let's not talk about the big households for now, there are people who have suffered from the war and have no food to eat. Tomorrow I will put porridge outside Liangzhou City for half a month to help everyone tide over the difficulties. As long as there are still Don’t come here if you have something to eat.”

Some people were so moved that they cried.

Little gentleman, you are so kind!

Some people are also curious: "Little sir, you told Bai Lang to go to Donghai County. Where is Donghai County? Why did you let him go to Donghai County?"

Benjamin Goldberg held the Qianlong walnuts sent by Yao Bing in his hand, and said with compassion: "Donghai County is on the border of Shandong. Recently, I have been watching the stars at night and realized that Shandong will be in disaster, and the people will not be able to survive. Although Bai Lang is a bandit, he will I know a lot about the military and may be able to help alleviate the disaster. Let me do some good deeds for the people."

When everyone heard this, they were completely convinced.

Mr. Xiao not only rescued people in distress in the northwest, but also rescued people in Shandong.

Moreover, the young gentleman was able to calculate and calculated the disaster in advance.

Awesome, Mr.

Benjamin Goldberg smiled.

As for what he really thinks in his heart, only he knows.

After half a month of giving porridge outside the city of Liangzhou, Benjamin announced to the outside world that it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. There were still too many poor families who could not afford to eat. It happened that he wanted to hire caretakers. Those who could not afford to eat should just follow him. .

This recruitment numbered more than 2,000 people. The guns, ammunition and horses had been prepared months ago and they were immediately formed into an army!

These soldiers were very grateful to him.

Benjamin Goldberg called Liu Huaqiang from Juanwang Technical College: "Juanwang Motors will transport a batch of new armored vehicles to Donghai County. They must be transported quietly without alerting anyone."

Liu Huaqiang hesitated and said, "Have you informed the principal about this?"

"Don't bother my master. He has been a little upset recently. He will know when it's time to know. I will pay for this money for the time being."

"That's no problem."

Immediately, Benjamin Goldberg contacted and purchased a batch of war horses and transported them to Donglin Road.

Listening to him making various arrangements, Losang Dolma was puzzled: "Jinbao, what are you doing with all this money?"

"Little junior sister said that if you can't catch a rabbit, you have to put a trap on the rabbit's trail and chase it again, just waiting for the rabbit to slip into the trap on its own."