The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

What Park Zehu does is not a small business.

His interests include cotton textiles, shipbuilding, mining, cement and even natural gas.

The largest wooden steel plate ship, the Daitoyo, was built by this gentleman's "Daehan Shipping Company".

In the future, he will also get involved in the banking industry. He will be one of the founders of South Korea's first commercial bank.

So, as soon as I opened my mouth, the amount of money donated was in the hundreds of thousands.

He said: "In the early stage, I will donate 100,000 yen to Mr. Zhao's God of War team. In the future, I will slowly increase it depending on the situation."

He was indeed very straightforward in his speech, which clearly told Zhao Chuanxin: If you do well, keep paying, if you don't do well, then say goodbye.

He has donated too much money over the years.

But not every penny is put to practical use.

As time passed, even if he was patriotic, he was unwilling to waste his money.

100,000 yen is not that small.

The Japanese bought horse bones with thousands of gold, and the reward for Song Bingzhen was only 200,000 yuan.

Since Zhao Chuanxin does not want to pay out of his own pocket, the 100,000 can be regarded as early military expenses.

He cheerfully started doing his homework: "Ah, you are so polite and generous. It is a great blessing to have a patriotic person like Brother Park in Korea. Why worry about not being able to regain sovereignty? Brother Park, what kind of business do you do?"

Pu Zehu told him everything in detail.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly frowned: "Are you still engaged in the copper industry in Yunnan?"

"Yes, I am also engaged in shipping. The Americans mined rich copper deposits in Yunnan. I also participated in the trade of copper mines, and at the same time I also engaged in shipping, making two profits."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head, and for the sake of Pu Zehu's money, he decided to remind him: "Brother Pu, you have to pay attention this year. It is best to stop the copper industry before autumn, because something is going to happen."

Park Zehu was stunned: "No way. At this time, the price of copper has skyrocketed in the United States..."

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart: If you don't obey me, you will have a share of the dirty money I earned.

A few years ago, copper magnate Fritz Heinze established the United Copper Company of America. In 2002, the stock price reached as high as $80 million.

The annual production of copper is as high as 40 million tons.

But he had a sworn enemy - Anaconda Copper.

Anaconda Copper's annual output reaches an astonishing 140 million tons.

The two sides have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and Fritz Heinze has always been outshone by the Anaconda Copper Company.

He was quite unconvinced.

Subsequently, the two parties began a lawsuit to compete for a mineral right. Fritz Heinze lost, but he continued to mine the mine his own way.

He has no regard for the courts.

In the end, Fritz Heinze paid a fine of 20,000 yuan and got away easily.

First, this incident shows that the enforcement power of the American courts was very low at this time.

Second, this reflects the characteristics of primitive accumulation of capitalism in the United States where the jungle is strong and the rule of law is ignored.

This brother Fritz Heinze was the trigger for the economic crisis that would soon follow.

If Park Zehu's copper business accounts for the majority of his business, he may lose everything in the future.

Zhao Chuanxin was unwilling to disclose any information about the crisis, but warned again: "Brother Park, we are all our own people, Zhao will not harm you. Just worry about transportation, and we will deal with the rest after this year."

Pu Zehu was doubtful.

But as Zhao Chuanxin said, there is no reason for Zhao Chuanxin to harm Park Zehu.

"I'll go back and think about it."

Having been in the business world for many years, he could not give up certain interests just because of Zhao Chuanxin's words.

Zhao Chuanxin also made tofu mixed with green onions and stir-fried clams. Park Zehu enjoyed this simple meal at the seaside.

He asked: "Does Mr. Zhao also understand business?"

"I know a little bit about it. There are some small businesses in the country, and large investments are mainly made in the United States."

Pu Zehu became interested, put down his chopsticks after eating and drinking, and said: "I know many famous businessmen in Korea, such as Li Shangzai, Jin Yujun and others. These are patriotic businessmen who donated money and materials to the anti-Japanese struggle. If Mr. Zhao can lead the God of War team to achieve something, they will also lend a helping hand. Moreover, when Mr. Zhao does business, we can actually cooperate."

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it and realized that these Korean businessmen united were really a force that could not be ignored.

"I have some ideas, but I have to wait until next year. Then I will inform you that we will work together to make money from the Yankees."

Pu Zehu didn't know Zhao Chuanxin's financial strength, but considering that he could continuously form armed forces in the Qing Dynasty, it was definitely nonsense to say that he had no money.

As long as it's not a blank slate, that's fine.

So the guests and hosts ate this meal as quickly as possible.

Pu Zehu left the money, and Zhao Chuanxin gave Pu Zehu a load of overseas goods and a horse brand poker for Pu Zehu to use for self-defense.

"Brother Pu, I see that your seal is black. Take these clams and scallops back and cook them to replenish your health. I spent a lot of money to buy this gun. I have kept it for many years. I burn incense and pray to it every day and recite sutras. Wen, you have already gained some spiritual power, you can use it for self-defense."

Park Zehu: "..."

For overseas goods, Park Zehu politely accepted them.

He couldn't put it down for horse playing cards.

But he didn’t believe the nonsense that Zhao Chuanxin said about burning incense and praying.

He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Zhao, see you later."

"Brother Pu, walk slowly and take care of yourself. If you need me, just pick up one of these homeless kids on the street and whisper a few words, and they will definitely bring you there."

Park Zehu was particularly convinced by this point.

Who would have thought of gathering a group of wandering wild children as an intelligence network?

…

Hasegawa is a rigorous and serious person.

He likes clocks.

At this time, he was holding a watch in his hand. It was a valuable gift from the emperor. It was worth a lot of money. It was a smaller and more delicate timepiece after the pocket watch. It was handmade in Switzerland. It is said that it takes a person to make such a watch. Two years' time.

He likes to listen to the subtle grinding sound of the gears of the watch. Time is ground into particles of equal size between gears.

The thin voice will remind him that time is passing by and his career must be carried out more compactly. It will also make him forget the past when Zhao Chuanxin used nameless stinky liquid to insult him.

The smell seems to linger forever in the mouthpiece, with a faint stench.

Ito Hirobumi knocked on the door and pushed the door open after receiving a response.

"Commander Hasegawa, Li Xi did not attend the abdication ceremony. I asked the eunuch to serve as a substitute and completed the handover of the throne."

Hasegawa was stunned, this was too much fun.

Ito Hirobumi could probably guess what Hasegawa was thinking, so he said, "This was actually Li Wanyong's idea."

Hasegawa suddenly understood.

Sure enough, if you want to govern the Korean people, you have to rely on these guys.

This matter has become an established fact.

Hasegawa said kindly: "What should we do with Pu Qichun's concubine who came to us to take refuge?"

Ito Hirobumi thought for a while and said: "I think it should be publicized in newspapers."

Hasegawa frowned: "If this is the case, doesn't it tell the Korean people not to care about the Japanese, otherwise their lives will be in danger?"

This made Ito Hirobumi feel that Commander Hasegawa was really not suitable for civilian work and did not understand people's hearts.

He said calmly: "Publishing it in the newspaper will actually have a positive effect. Zhao Chuanxin killed Park Qichun and his wife and ransacked their home. This news will make the ministers who care about our Japanese empire saddened and work together to fight against Zhao Chuanxin. We are here In the newspaper, it only said that the God of War team killed people at will for money, but did not mention Park Qichun's identity. However, we also told Li Wanyong and others about this matter in private..."

Hasegawa Yoshidao admires these people's tricks.

He praised: "Kill two birds with one stone, good strategy."

Just as he was talking, the secretary hurried in with the newspaper that just came out today.

Hasegawa Haodao glanced at the newspaper, and his expression suddenly changed.

Ito Hirobumi asked: "Commander Hasegawa, what happened?"

Hasegawa Yoshimichi first picked up the newspaper and read it, then handed it to Ito Hirobumi: "We don't need to publish it in the newspaper. The thief Zhao Chuanxin took the lead in fabricating the story and published it in the "Han Daily Report"."

Ito Hirobumi was stunned, picked up the newspaper and started reading.

The newspaper said: On that day, the Ares team fought fiercely with the Japanese army in the city streets. Zhao Chuanxin passed by a house, and the owner claimed to be the official Pu Qichun. He said that the union of Korea and Japan was the general trend, and Zhao Chuanxin was aware of the current situation and laid down his arms and surrendered. Zhao Chuanxin was furious and vowed to shed the last drop of his blood to protect Korea's sovereignty and territory. Looking up to the sky and reciting a poem: I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact. After reading, kill Pu Qichun. Pu Qichun's wife scolded Zhao Chuanxin, the anti-Japanese fighting guards and the people, saying that they would not die well. Zhao Chuanxin shot his wife to death again...

I am...

Ito Hirobumi felt his scalp numb.

Zhao Chuanxin really knows how to make up stories.

He dared to swear to God that Zhao Chuanxin was not the kind of selfless and selfless person. This poem was a joke to him.

He could also guess Zhao Chuanxin's sinister intentions. He just wanted to muddy the waters in Korea. How could there be any noble intention to plead for the lives of the people of Korea?

"Baga, Zhao Chuanxin..."

Hasegawa Yoshidao saw that Ito Hirobumi was even angrier than when he had eaten Xiang, so he persuaded him: "Commander Ito, don't get angry. Those who pass on Zhao's salary are the ones who jump over the top. We still have to win with an upright teacher on the battlefield. Victory in the end.”

Hiroben Ito was originally very deep in the city, but Zhao Chuanxin was so good at dancing that he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

He took a deep breath: "Commander Hasegawa, in that case, the next step is up to you."

In fact, the news about Park Qichun is only the first step.

In fact, Liang Qiduo already had the outline of a second news article on his desk. As long as a snotty kid came to report it, he would just fill in some details and it would be published in the newspaper.

We all know a storm is coming, the question is when it will hit.

…

According to statistics, Jemulpo has a total of 168 islands. These islands vary in size and are scattered around.

Currently, there are only more than 90 inhabited islands.

on an island,

Zhao Chuanxin was on the beach, wearing mud trowel gloves, gathering sand to form a tower and a stone monument.

He took out the elf carving knife and carved a few words on the stone tablet: Island of the God of War - March 23, the thirty-third year of Guangxu's reign.

The characters are written in a funny pebble body to make them stand out.

Compared with calligraphy, Zhao Chuanxin has no advantage in this era.

Then just go ahead and make a fool of yourself: my calligraphy is so unique, I love it as much as I like it.

Many years later, in an era when Koreans were "writing with rough pens and floating hearts", this font became very popular. They called it - God of War style.

On the beach, after Zhao Chuanxin completed the stone tablet, he paced with his hands behind his back.

Xian Yubin had already run around the island and surveyed the terrain.

He panted and said: "Sir, there is definitely no one on the island. There is fresh water, but the place is too small. There is a place with sand and gravel that is quite hidden. I will take you there."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin was dressed in a long robe, with fluttering sleeves and his hands behind his back, showing an air of immortality.

"Lead the way."

The reason why this place is hidden is that it is surrounded by several green hills, with a shallow pool in the center. Surrounding the pool are gravel tidal flats that are not conducive to plant growth, and there are also green bushes. The clear shade covers the water and the air is rich. The aroma of herbs.

It's not a great place to live. The humidity here can be very, very heavy.

But as a temporary station, it is enough.

Zhao Chuanxin put on his mud trowel gloves, stretched out his left hand, and murmured: "Baptized by the sacred fire of Trosta, cast by the waves of Poseidon, in the name of the God of War, I summon your divine power - rise!"

A scene appeared in front of Xian Yubin that he would never forget in his life.

The gravel on the ground swept away, and the clear sand washed by the water melted in the air, gathered, and squeezed to form a solid wall.

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin passed, the foundation of the wall took shape and rose from the ground.

Xian Yubin touched the stone wall with his trembling fingers. He did not feel the burning sensation, which meant that this was not cast with fire, this was - magic!

Zhao Chuanxin thought it was quite fun.

He could play with these stone walls and change their shapes at will.

You can handle it however you want.

This kind of carving is rougher than his square-inch carving skills, but it is also more interesting.

Carving on small pieces such as jade, turquoise, southern red agate, and ivory is completely different from carving on a wall, a house, or even a large mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin not only wiped out the wall, but also used more gravel to turn it into lines to form a natural relief.

He took out the elf carving knife and carefully modified these lines. At first, he was a general riding a horse. Judging from the lack of stirrups, this general must have lived in a long time ago.

The horses' hooves galloped and the cloak hunted. Although the wind was not drawn, Xian Yubin seemed to hear the whistling wind in his ears.

In the front, there is still a general on horseback. The shape of the galloping horse has changed slightly. The general's helmet on the horseback is covered with feathers. His waist is slender and his shoulders are hugged. His face is like Fu Fen. The sword is inserted between the eyebrows and the forehead into the servant girl. A pair of His handsome eyes are clear and white, and he holds a Fangtian painted halberd.

As Zhao Chuanxin moves forward, the posture of the horse and the appearance of the general on the horse are different.

Finally, there was an equally tall man, riding on a tall horse that was standing still. He also had a beautiful beard, but he had a cigar in his mouth, a rifle across the horse's back, and an arrogant expression.

At first glance, he looks like a modern person.

Isn't this Zhao Chuanxin?

Xian Yubin didn't understand art, but he roughly understood it.

Zhao Chuanxin painted generations of ancient war gods on the wall, such as Xiang Yu, Huo Qubing, Lu Bu, Chen Qingzhi, Yang Zaixing...

At a glance, it looks like generations of war gods riding fast horses, traveling through time and space until today.

Then Zhao Chuanxin is also the God of War, and has the same status as them.

Sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin engraved another row of words: It's all gone, count the famous people, let's look at the present!

He took two steps back triumphantly and looked at the wall with his hands behind his hands, his expression full of ambition.

After adding this sentence, these reliefs have a profound outline of time and space, and have a magnanimity measured in centuries.

The stick of future generations, even the God of War Zhao Chuanxin is not good enough.

Ares Island, I think it will become a famous attraction in the future.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Xian Yubin: "Look, what difference will there be in this row of war gods at the end?"

Xian Yubin scratched his head: "The front is majestic, but the last look is, well, a bit cynical."

"To Liao, they are all trying to be heroes, but the last God of War has reached the realm of enlightenment. There is no need to show off in front of others, and the name of the God of War spreads like wildfire. This is the realm."

Xian Yubin: "..."

Next, Zhao Chuanxin did not build another wall, but erected stone pillars one after another.

Xian Yubin asked curiously: "Sir, aren't you going to build a wall?"

"I only built that wall to create the relief. For the rest, just erect a few pillars and build a straw shed to protect it from the rain."

Isn’t this called showing off?

The reason why you put so much effort into your relationship is just to leave your name in the world.

Zhao Chuanxin erected the pillars, and he had to wait for the men from the God of War team to come back and cut down the trees to build the remaining shelves.

After it was roughly done, Zhao Chuanxin looked around and saw that the hills were really small.

So I climbed up a bare hill, used mud trowel gloves to modify it, and raised it up layer by layer.

The half-moon-shaped hilltop looks like a hilltop from the outward side, only higher.

On the inward side, there are rows of stairs, and there is a hidden lookout at the top, where you can observe the sea in the distance and be alert to the Japanese fleet that may appear at any time.

Zhao Chuanxin observed it and found that the lookout point was still somewhat conspicuous.

He shouted to Xian Yubin: "Go dig a small tree and come here."

Xian Yubin dug out a hibiscus tree and carried it up the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin moved the hibiscus to the outside of the hilltop, blocking the lookout, and asked Xian Yubin to hold it up before he ran back and looked outside.

"No, move to the side, blocking the view."

After several adjustments, I finally found the right place to arrange the hibiscus.

The problem comes again.

This hillside is entirely made of sand and gravel. Occasionally, a tenacious weed emerges from the crevices of the rocks, but it is obvious that the hibiscus that has been moved here may not have that kind of vitality and strength.

It would be too eye-catching if he died if he moved it over.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while: "How about some water?"

Xian Yubin shook his head: "People move living trees and move dead trees. Sir, watering is useless unless there is fertile soil here."

"Hey, wait, I remember you said that there are weird and lush weeds growing around the Seoul Hotel, right?"

"Uh, that's right."

"Bury the roots first."

After the tree roots were buried, Zhao Chuanxin told Xian Yubin: "Stand back, be careful of being accidentally injured."

Xian Yubin was startled, not knowing what he was going to do, and hurriedly retreated.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the old god's chamber pot and nodded three points with a flick of his wrist.

A cool, amber-colored liquid in the sunlight, which looked very attractive, spilled out and poured onto the gravel at the root of the tree.

This liquid penetrates slower than water, slowly filling the gaps in the sand and gravel.

However, a stench spread instantly.

Xian Yubin: "Ugh..."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Although he ran far away, the sea breeze still carried the stench vaguely.

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin let go of his breath, looked at Xian Yubin who was vomiting, and said, "Didn't I tell you to stay away?"

Xian Yubin wiped his mouth: "I thought the distance was enough, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be this kind of accidental injury."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "This smell dissipates very quickly. It should not be long before you can no longer smell it."

The liquid in the old god's chamber pot was really smelly when it came out of the pot.

But in the evening, the taste was like tea that had been brewed for more than ten rounds, and it was already very bland.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Xianyubin, go up and see if the tree is alive?"

Xian Yubin's face was full of embarrassment, he was not willing to vomit again.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw this, he said: "I still have to cook, so we must divide the work and cooperate. Don't you want to have dinner?"

When it comes to eating, it’s Xian Yubin’s seven inches.