The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Xian Yubin climbed up the hill, hugged the hidden shell-shaped stone platform, and moved to the front to check.

After a day of baking by the sun and scratching by the sea breeze, the hibiscus tree not only did not wilt, but its leaves became even greener.

Faintly, Xian Yubin felt that the tree trunk seemed to be a little taller.

He was greatly surprised.

Combined with the rumors of the Japanese commander Yoshichi Hasegawa being fed at the Seoul Grand Hotel, the Japanese troops being run away, and the later weeds growing around the Grand Hotel... Xian Yubin finally thought clearly, and a clue emerged clearly in front of him.

It's not like the blood of the people wasted in vain, it watered the weeds and caused them to grow.

Everything was done by Zhao Chuanxin.

No, it's not a trick, it's a spell.

"Sir, he knows the magic of the Central Plains as well as the spells of the West. Gods of sea and fire must obey his orders. He can also command the growth of small trees. It's really amazing."

Xian Yubin understood. He measured his legs on the trunk of the small tree, then ran down the hill and came back to resume his life.

"Sir, that little tree is alive."

Zhao Chuanxin, who was washing rice, asked: "Is it still smelly there?"

"It stinks, but the smell is not that strong."

After dinner, Zhao Chuanxin built two low sheds made of rocks.

The stone pillars are rough and sharp, and the roof is thin, which can cover dew but not wind.

On the rocky ground, Zhao Chuanxin put more effort into making it smooth so that his skin would not suffer.

He took out two beddings and gave one to Xian Yubin: "Let's just sleep on it."

Xian Yubin hugged the brand new quilt and smelled it. It smelled like cotton oil, which was very good.

He said happily: "This is already very good. I used to go to the Chenghuang Temple and temples to sleep."

The surrounding hills resist the cool sea breeze.

The dark night sky, the stars are cold.

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart: In the future, who the hell will say that I came to wear clothes, stretched out my hand to eat, opened my mouth, and slapped him with a big mouth?

Look, he can survive the wind and dew, and he can make do with it.

Accompanied by the ethereal sea breeze in the style of a chant, Zhao Chuanxin fell into a deep sleep with the contentment of "Am I proud of being able to endure hardship?"

As usual, he didn't wake up until about three o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes and felt dazed for a while as usual.

After figuring out who he was, where he was, and what happened, he sat up and put the quilt into the secret place.

Turning his head, he saw that Xian Yubin got up very early as before and didn't know where he went.

He came to the pool. Fortunately, it was living water and he could find a source of gurgling water on the shore.

Ask the canal how clear it is, because there is a source of living water.

I scooped some water from a glass jar and washed with tooth powder and toothbrush.

At this time, Xian Yubin ran back with excitement and said: "Sir, that little tree has really grown taller."

Zhao Chuanxin spit out the foam and rinsed his mouth: "What's the point of growing taller?"

Xian Yubin made a gesture on his leg: "Yesterday, I marked the position of the branch. Come to me. I just measured it and it is as high as my waist."

Then it's roughly four to five centimeters.

Zhao Chuanxin was also surprised. The chamber pot of the old god lived up to its reputation.

Could it be that the chamber pot is the feces and urine of the old gods, fermented and composted over hundreds of millions of years, and turned into super fertilizer?

He said: "I'll go take a look too."

…

When Zhao Chuanxin was the owner of the island, there was a rumor in Seoul that Zhao Chuanxin slept with the princess of the palace, Nabeshima Itoko.

One with a nose and eyes.

In the tense anti-Japanese struggle, the people of Seoul had more after-dinner entertainment, which greatly relieved their tense nerves.

The news spread like a plague and reached the Tongyuan Mansion.

"Is this news reliable?"

"It's absolutely true. It is said that it came from the palace."

"Prince Shoumasa of Rimoto Palace, I'm afraid he's going to be furious, right?"

"That's for sure. Who wouldn't be angry? Don't tell me, this God of War is really good at it. I heard that he is comparable to Ximen Qing in "The Plum in the Golden Ping", both have five unique skills."

"What five skills? Why haven't I heard of them?"

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin's melons have a halo bonus during this period.

Spreads extremely quickly.

Originally, Rimoto Miyazaki had no access to the gossip of the lower class people.

He wanted to leave Korea today and take the princess away from the land of right and wrong, hoping to dilute the unpleasant memory.

However, when I went to say hello to Ito Hirobumi.

He heard the clerk's discussion at the corner of the stairs of the Tongyuan Mansion.

Ancient poems and lyrics from the Central Plains, as well as various classics, are widely circulated in Asia.

It can be said that now and before, Central Plains culture is the mainstream culture in Asia.

Therefore, Journey to the West, Water Margin, Three Kingdoms, and Red Mansions, as well as peripheral extras such as "Jin Ping Mei", are almost familiar to intellectuals.

After listening to their conversation, Rimoto Miyazaki felt his scalp numb and his heart seemed to be surging with electricity, causing his heart rhythm to become disordered.

He wanted to rush over, grab the person who spoke by the collar, and fiercely question where this rumor came from.

But I can't afford to lose that person.

Any anger will increase the speed at which rumors spread.

He angrily turned around and left the Tongyuan Mansion, got into a rickshaw and roared: "Pull me back again!"

After returning home,

Nabeshima Itoko sat in front of the dressing table, staring blankly at the small mirror.

Rimotomiya Morimasa saw his wife's beautiful face and unique temperament, and his heart twitched violently.

All the kind light and all the beauty seemed to be leaving him.

For many days, Nabeshima Itoko was lukewarm towards him.

There were no harsh words, no deliberate accusations, and even the texture of the expression was not cold.

But Rimotomiya Mamomasa knew that everything had become different.

The momentum that was originally full suddenly leaked.

Rimotomiya Morimasa said bitterly: "Itoko, let's go back to Japan."

Nabeshima Itoko said calmly: "Oh, don't you think about your daughter and Prince Yimin?"

Rimotomiya Morimasa gritted his teeth and said: "Fang Zi and Hirohito are close, so let her choose her own future."

Hirohito is currently the crown prince of Japan. When the current emperor dies, it is a certainty that he will become the next generation emperor.

In terms of kinship, Rimoto Miyazaki is Hirohito's uncle.

Nabeshima Itoko let out a soft sigh.

Although Ribomiya Fatako is young, she innocently thinks that she can become the crown princess of the Japanese Empire.

And Rimotomiya Morimasa felt that she should marry the prince of North Korea. This kind of marriage would be more helpful to the family.

Nabeshima Itoko is extremely disgusted with this kind of marriage, because she is the victim.

Now her daughter's wish has been granted, but she doesn't seem to be so eager to leave Korea.

But in the end, she said, "Okay, I'll pack up and let's go."

…

Domestically, someone in Qinzhou rebelled again.

On Jiandao, Saito Kijiro has never calmed down, and has had conflicts with the rebels seven or eight times. The two sides are currently very restrained. They usually fire a few rounds and then withdraw without any pain.

In Seoul, South Korea, the situation is even worse.

The Japanese searched for volunteers and rebellious guards everywhere.

Today, members of the God of War team have taken boats one after another with their friends to secretly log in to the God of War Island.

Since Jemulpo opened its port, it has become increasingly prosperous.

Many Japanese people come here to make a living, some are fishing, some are doing business, and some are working in handicraft workshops.

No one can tell how many of these various Japanese are lurking here with special missions.

Among ten people, one spy is not an exaggeration.

Therefore, the members of the God of War team took off their original guard uniforms and put on regular clothes, some were dresses, and some were Korean traditional robes and high hats. Some simply dress up as farmers or fishermen.

He used various methods to conceal his identity, hid his weapons, sneaked into the boat, and even rowed in an arc for fear of being spotted.

Park Seung Yeol has arrived on the island.

He and a group of people gathered around Zhao Chuanxin and asked the question that tickled his heart the most: "Mr. Zhao, did you sleep with the princess? This matter has been spread in Seoul."

"Have you slept or not? Don't you have something in mind? Did your Majesty spread the news about this?"

Li Xi now lost his power and was forced to be laid off. He cried to Gong E all day long.

There were limited channels for him to vent his anger, so he came up with this strategy. It was a relief for himself to be able to add half of the congestion to the Japanese.

"I really don't know about this." Park Seung-yeol hesitated. Then he asked: "Mr. Zhao, how on earth did you make Princess Limoto miss you so much?"

Zhao Chuanxin was still wearing the same robe, and the hem was blown up by the sea breeze. He said calmly: "Why? You have seen Rimotomiya Morimasa, right? I look better than him with clothes on, and I look better than him with clothes off. You said Why does the princess never forget me?"

Thinking of Zhao Chuanxin's straight tendons, Park Seung-yeol was extremely envious.

It is pure nonsense to say that women in this era like rough men with big hair and thick hair.

But just like Zhao Chuanxin said, he still looks good in clothes, and he doesn't show any fleshiness at all.

Between men, it is difficult to say compliments about appearance.

Seeing their constipated expressions, Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and took out a small mirror to look at him: "Don't think I'm handsome. In fact, there are so many beautiful men in the world. Zhao often looks into the mirror and sees himself, but he's not far away."

"..."

Park Seung-yeol is sour.

He felt that it was better to kill Zhao Chuanxin's majesty in a subtle and euphemistic manner.

He said: "Mr. Zhao, there are rumors that you have the same five talents as Ximen Qing."

Click till then.

I thought Zhao Chuanxin would be embarrassed.

After all, at this point, it's not a good thing to say.

The others also nodded in agreement, roughly having the same idea as Park Seung Yeol.

As expected, Zhao Chuanxin was furious: "What? Although the women who are opposite Zhao are indeed 'warm, wet and fragrant', I will never allow them to smear my image like this."

hiss……

Everyone thought for a moment.

I am Cao!

This ancient sentence was actually translated into words by Zhao Chuanxin today.

Park Seung Yeol felt frustrated.

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin in confusion: Are you defending or showing off?

He quickly changed the subject: "Ahem, what, Mr. Zhao, what do you mean by asking us to come to this island? Could it be that we are stationed here temporarily?"

Zhao Chuanxin's angry look disappeared in an instant: "Oh, look at my memory. Let's go and take you to see the camp. Xianyubin, you stay here and if someone comes, take them to me."

When everyone arrived at the temporary camp.

Park Seung Yeol and the others looked at the "God of War Travel Map" on the wall and opened their mouths in surprise.

This is definitely a representative work of Neo-Impressionism and Cubism relief styles, and its formal meaning gives people a strong inner feeling.

No matter whether you understand it or not, you will be silent after reading it.

So pretentious.

Park Seung-yeol even stepped forward to touch it, and found that the stone wall was completely integrated, not made of lime, which had emerged in recent years, and was definitely not an ordinary masonry structure.

"This... was built by Mr. Zhao using that kind of magic, right?" He turned to look at Zhao Chuanxin and asked expectantly: "Mr. Zhao, did you use magic to build a beautiful camp for us?"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned, why did this misunderstanding happen to him?

He pointed to the stone pillar next to him: "That's your camp. Ahem, it can be considered exquisite."

Everyone turned around and saw that these pillars were in groups of four. There were many groups here. The stone foundations were stable, but...

There is nothing but pillars.

Park Seung-yeol said in confusion: "These are four pillars. How can people live in them?"

What do you call exquisite?

Zhao Chuanxin said matter-of-factly: "There is a forest over there. You can make a living by yourself. You can cut down the trees to build a shed. It would be nice to have a place to shelter from the rain. Did you see the small stone pavilion over there? I slept there last night and I felt good. good."

Park Seung-yeol understood. That wall was exquisite and shocking, but it was purely made by Zhao Chuanxin to show off.

They still have to work hard and build themselves a straw shed. It is only better than the open air, but the strength is limited.

Zhao Chuanxin is not unreasonable.

In addition to erecting pillars, he also built a stone stove in the camp to make fire and cook meals.

He even built a sturdy toilet for them.

Park Seung-yeol arranged the manpower for the work and came to the toilet built by Zhao Chuanxin. He asked in surprise: "Mr. Zhao, what kind of building is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin said pitifully: "I am worried about solving your metabolism problem. This is the toilet. You will lead someone to dig a hole below."

"..." Park Shengyeol felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart: "Mr. Zhao, this toilet is even more luxurious than where we live."

"You are still too young. Sometimes, the toilet is really more important than the shelter."

In fact, Ares Island is not a good place to live. The biggest hidden danger is that once the Japanese troops land on all sides, they will be spoiled.

But Korea is too small. If you want to move under the noses of the Japanese, the islands in Jemulpo are the best choice.

Jemulpo is only about 30 kilometers away from Seoul, and it can come and go as fast as the wind.

Developing an island, as long as there are enough people, is like pushing a boat along the current. The difficult thing is to push the boat into the water. With a gentle push, the entire island will come to life and develop on its own.

After working until noon, Zhao Chuanxin said to Park Seung-yeol: "Actually, this place is also suitable for people to live. Maybe, tourism will be developed in the future. One day I leave, you can also develop this place on your own."

Park Shengyeol was surprised: "Mr. Zhao, are you leaving?"

"I'll leave sooner or later."

Zhao Chuanxin said it without any scruples.

The fall of South Korea is actually a certainty, and it will not change just because a God of War appears.

Xiang Yu was also very fierce, but in the end it was Liu Bang who won the world.

Lu Bu was also very fierce, but he died quite early, and he could not see the wonderful historical trend behind him.

If he can delay it for a day, if the God of War team can grow under his hands and eventually grow into a long-term thorn in the flesh of the Japanese, then Zhao Chuanxin will be able to burn a lot of incense.

Park Seung-yeol was silent for a while and said: "If there is no room for us to survive in Korea, and your Majesty accepts his fate, I would like to leave with Mr. Zhao at that time."

After saying that, he glanced confusedly at the busy figures around him who were sweating profusely.

Suddenly I doubt life, whether there is any meaning in doing this.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "It's easy to talk, there's no rush. I'll go to Jemulpo first and buy some food. There are so many people, my chopsticks are making my chopsticks tremble."

Jemulpo is affected by the moving high pressure in Central China. During this season, southwesterly winds blow, often causing sea fog.

Especially today, the sea is so white that it is difficult to see anything.

In fact, this is also the reason why Zhao Chuanxin chose pirates as his base.

He stepped on the fishing boat and looked into the distance. After realizing that he couldn't see anything clearly, under Park Seung-yeol's stunned eyes, he plunged into the sea.

After that, Park Seung-yeol lost track of Zhao Chuanxin.

He ran for more than ten meters on the shore, but still could not see Zhao Chuanxin's figure emerging from the water.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin was already dozens of meters away.

Swimming in the sea is much faster than Park Seung-yeol running on the shore.

Arriving at the port of Jemulpo, Zhao Chuanxin saw two noses sitting on the eucalyptus boards at the dock, their short legs dangling leisurely.

Suddenly seeing Zhao Chuanxin emerging from the sea, the two of them got up in surprise to say hello.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the pillars of the pier, used a little force, and the buoyancy of the blue ghost armor, and boarded the pier.

There was not a drop of water on his robe.

Snotlout Baby was obviously used to his various "spells" and wasn't surprised at all.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back and asked, "You two, please lead me and look for Japanese shops."

With that said, each person gave two copper coins.

The two snot babies were so beautiful that they almost burst their snot bubbles.

"Mr. Zhao, there are many Japanese shops here. What do you want to buy? To buy fabrics and clothes, go to Kobe Textile. To buy spices and seafood, go to Tokyo House..."

In fact, there are more Japanese in Jemulpo than Zhao Chuanxin imagined.

At least one-third of the shops here are owned by Japanese businessmen.

These two snot-nosed kids knew the topography of Jemulpo very well, and they were very familiar with the shops.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Let's go to the food and grain store first, and then I'll make a few more trips and show you around. When you're done, there will be a reward. Even if you two go to a restaurant to eat and drink, it will be enough." ”

The shorter snot-nosed kid said happily: "To buy food and condiments, you have to go to Sumitomo Store and Maruda Chamber of Commerce!"

Zhao Chuanxin and two bouncing snot babies walked into the bustling streets of Jemulpo.

Jemulpo is indeed bustling because it is a hub for shipping and trade transactions, with a large number of foreign merchant ships docking. Japan, the Qing Dynasty, and various parts of Southeast Asia all had trade relations with Korea.

On the street, Zhao Chuanxin could even hear the accent from outside the customs.

When we arrived at the Sumitomo store, the clerk was a little surprised to see Zhao Chuanxin, who was dressed in a simple but fairy-like style, with two snot-nosed children who looked like street kids.

But he still came forward with a smile and said hello: "Hello, what do you need?"

Zhao Chuanxin turned his nostrils upward and said in English: "What do you need? I need you to stay away from me and let me see by myself."

Zhao Chuanxin once visited a store with Takano Mariko in Kobe and could understand some simple Japanese for hospitality.

But he won't say.

When the clerk heard this, not only was he not angry, but he bowed even lower: "Sorry, I was presumptuous. Please take your time and read it yourself."