The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

These people rushed into the "National News" newspaper office, their faces flushed with excitement. Driven by collective emotions, they threw newspapers, manuscripts, fountain pens, etc. on the ground and trampled on them.

However, this will only damage the pen and soil the paper, but it is harmless.

At this time, a tall man in the crowd shouted in a loud voice: "It's useless, I'm going to smash the printing press."

Although he spoke in Korean, his accent was unsound and his intonation was weird.

But the other people were in an impulsive mood, so they didn't have any doubts after hearing it, but they felt it made sense.

So he started to smash the printing press, smashing it to pieces.

Someone saw that the tall man only gave out ideas but stood by and watched, so they asked him: "Why don't you smash it?"

"Hey, I threw cabbage leaves at the Japanese a few days ago. They injured me and I didn't dare to use my strength."

"Damn Japanese."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

The people in the newspaper office had long since heard the news and fled.

This place was smashed, and valuable and necessary equipment was destroyed by the people. Only by ensuring that the "National News" could not continue to operate could we calm down their surging anger.

At this time, someone ran in in a panic and reported: "It's not good, the Japanese police from the Jongno police station are dispatched to suppress us."

The crowd was a little panicked, and then they remembered that they were fighting against the extremely vicious Japanese.

They still have courage inside, but they are a bit timid outside.

A young man wearing glasses whispered a few words to the tall man.

The tall man waved his big hands in the air convincingly, and his tone was full of calmness: "Don't be afraid, the number of Japanese police will not be greater than ours. They came to suppress us, but now we are suppressing them!"

This sentence was a bit pretentious, and the people's passion was once again stirred up, and they charged out with fascinated confidence.

Li Xiuji adjusted his glasses and said worriedly: "Mr. Zhao, will something happen if this happens?"

Zhao Chuanxin said nonchalantly: "As long as I'm here, what can happen? Don't worry."

He and Li Xiuji secretly came to Seoul and happened to catch up with the Korean people demonstrating.

Zhao Chuanxian couldn't miss this kind of excitement.

Without saying a word, he dragged Li Xiuji into the crowd and paraded with the mighty procession, fanning the flames in order to prevent chaos in the world.

The two of them followed the people to the door of the newspaper office, looked out, and saw that there were indeed Japanese police outside, holding batons to drive away the people.

At this time, both the people and the Japanese police were relatively restrained. Gentlemen spoke but did not use physical force, and mostly used pushing and shoving.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a Korean outfit from the secret realm, a white gown and a high hat.

After putting on his clothes, Zhao Chuanxin said to Li Xiuji: "The Korean people are suffering, unspeakable. I have been ignited by their enthusiasm and infected by their will. Today, I stand on the same front as the Korean people. You Follow me closely so you can teach me Korean and be my translator at any time."

Those words just now were relayed by Li Xiuji to Zhao Chuanxin, which is why Zhao Chuanxin spoke in such a weird tone.

But he has a pretty good memory, and with the recent exposure to hearing and seeing, he can barely speak completely.

Li Xiuji: "..."

He felt that the opposite was true.

Zhao Chuanxin imitated the common people of Korea, looked excited, roared, waved his arms, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and rushed out as if he was willing to die for his country.

Li Xiuji had no choice but to follow suit.

People's personalities are different.

If he had done it himself, he might have been infected by the positive patriotic enthusiasm of the Korean people and would not hesitate to shed their blood.

But with Zhao Chuanxin, he somehow felt that everything had changed, and he was not so positive...

Zhao Chuanxin told the marchers that he had been injured by the Japanese and did not dare to use force.

But in the crowd, there is no single enemy for the Korean people.

"Hey, please let me go."

"Don't stop me, I want to go over and kill the Japanese."

"Be obedient and don't squeeze. You are no match for me..."

He eventually made it to the forefront.

Looking back, he asked Li Xiuji: "The little devils are too strong. I can't beat them. If I fight with them... How should I say something like this?"

Li Xiuji confusedly translated the lines he had prepared in advance for Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin muttered a few words to deepen his memory.

Then his acting skills exploded, his face full of grief and anger, he rushed forward and shouted once.

"Oh, the little devil beat me to death."

"The little devil police are too strong."

"The little devil is not a human being!"

As he shouted, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the baton of a Japanese policeman. The Japanese policeman was dragged by a strong force, and his body was pulled uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his fist,

boom,

This punch was so powerful that it hit the Japanese policeman's upper body and made him fly into the air, his legs lifted off the ground, and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his hands and shouted: "Oh, it hurts me to death."

"Oops, I'm going to be beaten to death by the Japanese."

As he spoke, he stepped out from another gap in the bustling crowd and took advantage of his height and arm length to grab another Japanese policeman.

boom,

Knocked down with one punch.

He has never practiced fighting, but he has pretended to fight a few times.

Coupled with being prepared, this second punch was even more skillful.

This punch caused the Japanese policeman to twitch on the ground. After a while, his body stopped even shaking.

The surrounding Korean people were confused.

I just wanted to turn around to see which hero had done it.

Zhao Chuanxin arched his butt and pushed the people behind him away, disappearing into the crowd again.

He just kept shouting that he was beaten by the Japanese police, inciting the emotions of the people around him.

Just those few sentences over and over again, nothing good to say.

But when it comes to slogans, the simpler, the better.

When the Japanese policeman in front saw that one of his men was beaten until stars appeared in his eyes, and another was beaten to the point where he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he lost his temper and actually waved his baton and started beating people.

Then people around started shouting: "The Japanese police are beating someone."

Zhao Chuanxin was eager to learn and learned from them, and he was able to speak fluently.

I couldn't help but secretly feel happy: It turns out that I actually have a talent for languages.

The marchers were beaten with bare hands by the Japanese police until they cried for their parents.

A Korean citizen saw the batons discarded by two Japanese policemen who had been beaten on the ground. He picked them up, waved them, and started fighting with the Japanese policemen.

The situation seemed like a powder keg ready to explode.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he had provoked him into a complete fight, so he rushed to the front again, grabbed the baton from the civilian's hand, and hit the Japanese policeman on the head with the stick while a Japanese policeman was beating a Korean civilian.

The baton suddenly clicked and snapped.

This shows how cruel and cruel this stick is.

The Japanese policeman fell to the ground instantly with a bloody head.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed a Korean civilian, slapped his back, and pushed him forward with all his strength.

The Korean civilians and the two Japanese policemen collided. Zhao Chuanxin rushed forward, seized the opportunity to choke the two policemen, and threw them to both sides like two sandbags.

When the people in the parade saw that this man was dressed the same as other Korean people, the key was that he was brave and invincible.

He thought in his heart that there was such a brave man in Korea, and he was immediately inspired and rushed forward to defend Zhao Chuanxin and charge.

The few Jongno police officers were immediately drowned in the sea of ​​​​people.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and found Li Xiuji. He squeezed past like a bull: "Quickly, tell me the next sentence - everyone will destroy Jongno Police Station with me. How do you say this?"

Li Xiuji's glasses were almost squeezed out by the crowd. He was like a helpless and pitiful boat in a stormy sea.

Thanks to Zhao Chuanxin squeezing through the surging crowd, he was able to have a moment of relief.

So I translated the words again.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Follow me closely and don't get separated."

At this time, all the Japanese police present were wiped out and were trampled and kicked without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The people demonstrating were excited, but they lost their purpose and were briefly confused.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately gave them a new goal: "Go and destroy the Jongno Police Station!"

The people in the parade woke up as if from a dream and rushed past.

Zhao Chuanxin was just on the sidelines and did not participate in this unskilled rough work.

After they finished venting their anger, they felt that this kind of righteous beating was overwhelming.

Zhao Chuanxin unknowingly became the central figure.

Some people came out of the police station and shouted to him: "What will you do next?"

Zhao Chuanxin only wanted to do evil in secret, and was unwilling to expose himself to the bright light of day.

But they couldn't extinguish their enthusiasm. After muttering a few words with Li Xiuji, they reluctantly said: "It's Li Wan's turn next. I heard that he was given a bonus of 200,000 by Ito Hirobumi for his traitorous behavior. He used it to buy a new house and also occupied his daughter-in-law."

After hearing the previous sentence, everyone was about to leave.

But after hearing the last sentence, I climaxed immediately.

"What? He took possession of his daughter-in-law?"

"This thief is really shameless."

"Worse than a beast!"

After listening to Li Xiuji's translation, Zhao Chuanxin said to Li Xiuji: "They have wronged Li Wanyong. How can he be worse than a beast? He is clearly like a beast."

"..." Li Xiuji said: "They want to know the details, what should I say?"

Zhao Chuanxin said that short sentences were fine, but if he told a long story, the secret would definitely be revealed.

After all, he is now a member of the "patriotic Korean people."

He said: "Go ahead, tell them about it, it should be emotional, and the plot should have causes, developments, and climaxes. Note that details are very important, such as how they did that sloppy thing? How is Ren's skin, for example? , The lips are so red and attractive, and the figure is so curvy..."

Li Xiuji wiped his cold sweat: "Mr. Zhao, I... I may not be able to explain it well. I have never met Mr. Ren."

Zhao Chuanxin hated that iron could not become steel, and gave him a slap on the head, neither light nor hard: "Is this what you have achieved? You still want to lead a rebel army to restore the country? Have you never seen that the Ren family can't make up lies? He can even spread rumors. You don’t know how to do that, you don’t even know how to incite emotions, and you still want to create a fart rebellion?”

Li Xiuji was speechless by what he said.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the strength of Zhao Chuanxin who "feared that the world would not be in chaos".

To describe him as thick-skinned is to beautify him.

"Well, let me try..."

As a result, Li Xiuji, a hot-blooded middle school boy, has since embarked on a completely different trajectory from his original life.

Zhao Chuanxin watched Li Xiuji's performance.

From stammering and stumbling at the beginning, his speech became smoother and smoother. He even told himself that his face turned red and he was so excited that he could not stop spitting.

The people shouted "beasts" and listened carefully with their eyes glowing green.

Speaking is addictive.

At first, you may feel that you are afraid of making a fool of yourself when facing a huge crowd.

But once you overcome it, all that's left is satisfaction.

Many leaders like to talk at length because of this reason. After all, as a subordinate, even if you think the leader's words are worthless, you still have to pretend to listen with gusto.

As Li Xiuji talked, he fell in love with this feeling.

"Sir, are you telling the truth?"

"It's true." Li Xiuji vowed: "After he signed the traitorous treaty with the Japanese on behalf of Korea, he was worried that we Korean people would settle the score with him, and he also wanted to take his widowed wife who had committed adultery with him to Onyang Hot Spring for recuperation. "

Good people live in poverty, but these traitors still have the desire to commit adultery and go to hot springs for recuperation?

The people were filled with indignation and felt that it was unjust.

"Thief, how can you let him enjoy it so much?"

"Yes, if all traitors live so comfortably, then I feel really uncomfortable..."

"By the way, sir, judging from your eloquence and dignified appearance, you should be a great person. What's your name?"

Li Xiuji was stunned for a moment, then turned back to Zhao Chuanxin for help.

He didn't know whether to say his name or not.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded encouragingly.

Seeing this, Li Xiuji took reassurance and shouted bravely: "I am Li Xiuji. I settled in the United States, but I heard that there were five traitors in Korea, and Korea fell into a Japanese colony. I was very sad and returned to the country. But I I found that my personal ability is really limited. There are too many national thieves and the Japanese are too arrogant. Fortunately, our Korean people’s patriotic heart has not died, and today I am honored to fight against the Japanese with you!"

When the people heard that this man had gone abroad, they immediately came back to support him when they heard that the country was in trouble.

Feeling of admiration.

"Mr. Li is good."

"With a patriot like Mr. Li, why can't we drive away the Japanese wolves?"

This time it was Li Xiuji's turn.

He failed to gain recognition from his wife and was considered idle.

He was so angry that he even drew his gun.

As a result, his wife ran away from home, fearing him and unwilling to face him.

He failed to get the approval of his wife, but he got the approval of the Korean people.

This made him feel proud and proud, and he really wanted his wife to come over and take a look.

Some people asked: "Mr. Li, what should we do next?"

Li Xiuji looked at Zhao Chuanxin again.

He quietly translated the people's words to Zhao Chuanxin. Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: What an unexpected gain.

Perhaps Lee Soo-gil's career will start today.

He hurriedly said: "Tell them that you will lead them to arrest the national traitor Li Wanyong, and you will also put him on trial to let the other national traitors see the consequences of betraying the country and seeking glory!"

"..."

…

Li Wanyong has packed his things and is planning to leave for Wenyang tomorrow. He plans to stay there for two or three years to avoid trouble.

At this moment, a housekeeper came to report in a panic: "Sorry, sir, the people in Seoul demonstrated and smashed up the Jongno Police Station. Even the Japanese police were beaten half to death by them. They are coming to our house now, probably It’s to do something bad for you.”

Previously, Li Wanyong's old home was smashed, and even the memorial tablets of eight generations of his ancestors were burned by angry people.

While taking his family to escape the disaster, a child on the roadside insulted him and called him a traitor.

The son was angry and committed suicide.

Li Wanyong was deeply afraid of the anger of the people.

He said with a pale face: "Quick, let's set off immediately without waiting for tomorrow. The rest of the people stay at home, I will travel in a light car, and the people will not embarrass my family. Then go to Mori Taijiro and ask him to send troops to accompany him all the way to protect him. "

The steward responded and was about to prepare the carriage and horses.

Li Wanyong thought of something and shouted to the housekeeper: "Remember, take Mrs. Ren with you."

The butler had a lewd expression of "I understand" on his face.

The affair between Li Wanyong and his daughter-in-law Ren may not be known much to outsiders, but his trusted housekeeper is well aware of it.

The housekeeper was trembling when he thought of Ren's delicate appearance and plump and fair body.

You can't think about it. If you think about it too much, the mother-in-law at home will not be happy.

You can't blame the master for being lustful, just blame the Ren family for being too attractive.

Some money must be brought with you, as well as the Rising Sun Tung Flower Seal, which symbolizes the master's status, and you must also bring it with you.

A little change of clothes, Ren's rouge, gouache, etc. These are all packed and just need to be loaded into the car.

It sounds like a small amount, but after all, I plan to live in Wenyang for a long time, and there is a car full of miscellaneous things.

This delayed some time.

However, they originally planned to leave tomorrow, so they now need to find a bearer.

The bearer of the sedan chair said to the steward: "You are leaving soon? Then I have to prepare some food. You wait."

Regardless of what delicacies the nobles eat on the road, they usually bring their own dry food.

"Wait a minute, my eyebrows are burning. Let's leave immediately. I will help you prepare food on the way."

The bearer's eyes lit up.

Prepare on the way, maybe you can eat some exquisite food with the nobles.

He quickly showed a smile and said: "Okay, I'll take the kettle and luggage and set off."

The housekeeper was worried: "Don't take anything with you. Just follow me. The sedan is ready."

Li Wanyong was even more anxious.

He was pacing in the hall when Mrs. Ren came in a hurry.

"Uncle, what happened? You have to go in such a hurry?"

Ren's skin is indeed fair and beautiful, and her limbs are plump.

Her face is like a full moon, her eyes are like peach blossoms, she walks gracefully and gracefully, as if she could drip water at any time.

At this time, the daughter-in-law in Korea traditionally calls her father-in-law "uncle" and her mother-in-law her mother-in-law.

Usually the two of them would not meet in public, and some things would be done secretly at night.

But today, when Mrs. Ren heard that her uncle was in a hurry to leave, she didn't care about anything else and hurriedly came to ask what was going on.

When Li Wanyong saw her coming, he said angrily: "Why are you here? It's not good for others to see her."

Mrs. Ren raised her peach blossom eyes and came forward with a charming voice. She said in a voice as sultry as a bird's nest: "Oh, my good uncle, my mother-in-law went to the temple to recite sutras for your dead son's salvation. The servants are busy cleaning up." Luggage, no one can see it.”

"That's not good. It's unbecoming to be bumped into."

"My uncle is really serious."

Li Wanyong's expression softened as he was provoked by the little voice.

Just as he was about to speak, the housekeeper came back: "Sir, the things have been loaded into the car and the sedan is ready. And I have informed the Japanese that they will send troops to escort you all the way to Wenyang."

As he said that, the housekeeper stared at Mr. Ren with a vague and greedy look.

Looking at the beauties in front of the hall, the more I look at them, the more energetic I become.

The housekeeper said to himself: This little coquettish hoof, oh, it really makes people feel unbearable.

Li Wanyong waved his hand: "Then we will set off immediately."