The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin said one word, and Da Luo was finally able to break his defense.

Zhao Chuanxin was not sure whether Da Luo was threatening or serious. He also has to test it out according to his own personality.

He heard Da Luo take a deep breath: "Zhao Chuanxin, tell me what you want?"

"Didn't the newspapers say it?" Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "I want New York to eliminate the culture of discrimination."

"I agree with your idea, but I don't agree with your approach." At this time, Western white people feel superior in their bones.

Daluo is actually no exception.

Just like in ancient times, Chinese people also felt that they were superior to the rest of the world, and the capital was the economic and cultural center of the world.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "In your history, Lincoln has approved of my approach."

Clinker, Da Luo said: "You are too naive, you really think Lincoln is doing it for black..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed out loud: "Keep talking."

"In short, the United States in a hundred years will definitely not be what it is now. Why not be patient?"

What will be none of my business a hundred years from now?

Do you think I really worry about you Americans?

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the bed holding the landline phone, crossed one leg, held the microphone between his ears and shoulders, and wiped toner on his beard with both hands: "When you sit in the corridor filled with the fragrance of oregano and roses, when you Do you know how I feel when I listen to the children's choir singing Gregorian hymns comfortably? When I go to a restaurant, let me sit in the corner; when I go to take a train, let me sit at the front of the car; when I take a tram, let me sit at the back of the car. ; My accommodation is not given to me and I am not given a top-level suite. It is simply impossible to move forward. How can I tolerate this with my little temper? If you want to change me, why don't you change them."

The toner is a substance extracted from plants and is a bit sticky. Zhao Chuanxian seemed to smell the smell of aloe vera.

Daluo was silent.

After a while, he said: "Don't forget, you still have a large manor. I can raze it to the ground."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. This made him sure of one thing, so it didn't matter: "You go ahead. I think the white house is much more elegant than the manor. It's a big deal to move."

Blanch... Daluo was trembling with anger.

Are you still going to fuck up the world?

Do you want to capture the white house?

But if you think about it carefully, with Zhao Chuanxin's virtue, no matter whether he can do it or not, he is really capable of doing such a thing.

Ronaldo suppressed his anger: "I will tell George Bruce McClellan to issue a document to stop the trend in New York."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't believe it, but the mayor of New York's verbal warning would have any effect.

Might as well do it yourself.

Not wanting to waste his time, he suddenly asked: "Where's Edie? I really miss the scent of her perfume, accompanied by the falling autumn rain. It was an unforgettable time..."

"Shut up!" Da Luo was furious: "Damn it, Faker, I am the only one who can call Edie..."

Zhao Chuanxin turned a deaf ear to the insults and continued: "Send her a good greeting, just say that I miss those black ridges with furry edges, miss those jagged treetops, and secretly like the mature charm of those seasons. …”

boom!

Da Luo hung up the phone.

Chest rises and falls: "Damn Fak'er, Shete, there's a mountain and a Bichi..."

Edith Roosevelt has returned to Washington.

Just as he entered the house, he heard Da Luo's endless cursing.

She hurriedly persuaded: "Theodore, don't be angry. Who made you angry?"

When Da Luo saw his wife, he hesitated and asked, "Edie, did anything strange happen to you when you were in New York?"

Edith Roosevelt was confused: "Yes, I was attacked, and it was Rockefeller who did it. You all know this."

"Um, what about the others?"

Edith Roosevelt hesitated, and of course there was the entangled relationship between Wilhelmina and Zhao Chuanxin. She even heard it next door...

But it’s best not to let Da Luo know about this kind of thing.

Seeing her hesitating, Da Luo almost spit out blood.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

But Zhao Chuanxin was very comfortable.

His final judgment was that Da Luo would not take action.

It's not yet Da Luo's bottom line.

The reason was precisely Da Luo’s last words threatening to blow up Ethan Manor.

For people like them, everything they do or say is for results and rarely act out of emotion.

If they really want to deal with Zhao Chuanxin, they will keep silent. When Zhao Chuanxin finds out the clues, he must have been surrounded by the army.

He came to the terrace, sat on a chair, folded his legs on the table, and watched the neon lights of New York City gently blowing the cool night breeze.

Life is like a shoe that wears your feet, and you can never pour out that grain of sand.

There is always unfinished business.

Compared with the scene Zhao Chuanxin wanted 24 years later, it is now very insignificant.

A few interludes do not diminish its sincerity.

…

When Zhao Chuanxin was blowing the evening breeze, Hong Kong Island, Xuantian Sect headquarters.

Model worker Li Guangzong got up early to go to work.

A letter came from the mailroom asking him to answer the phone.

It was Sun Gongwu who called.

Sun Gongwu said with a smile: "The matter has been found out."

Li Guangzong raised his eyebrows: "Where is the source?"

"It's the weapons we purchased..."

"..." Li Guangzong didn't know what to say.

Since the beginning of the 19th century, colleagues in Macau have told the Portuguese leaders in Macau that they must not buy or sell prohibited items. In fact, they are talking about gunpowder and weapons.

Since then, the Qing government officials have said: "There are traitors communicating and trafficking."

In 1845, Portugal unilaterally declared Macau a free port.

The so-called free port means that the Qing government cannot control it.

This was because of the Opium War, when Britain gained power and the Qing court weakened, Portugal couldn't wait to step forward.

By 1887, China and Portugal signed a treaty, and Portugal completely occupied the island.

Westerners' piracy is a craft inherited from their ancestors. In modern times, they have not left this profession behind, and the smuggling trade has never stopped.

As for weapons, there are many buyers, not only Sun Gongwu's people, but also other gangsters. Because their demand is relatively large, the prices of weapons and ammunition have been raised repeatedly.

According to Li Guangzong's understanding, if you buy something for 7 yuan on Hong Kong Island, it will often cost 20 yuan to ship it to the mainland, and the price will increase by more than 10 yuan.

The recent frequent movements of weapons-smuggling boats are related to the constant movements of Sun Gongwu and others this year.

Sun Gongwu explained clearly and said, "Mr. Li, this is the truth. You don't have to worry."

Li Guangzong still frowned: "That's not all I'm worried about."

"Huh? What else is there?"

Li Guangzong said: "Earlier this year, a British merchant ship was robbed and a British doctor died. At that time, the Qing government was frightened by the British power and wanted to hand over the arrest rights of eastern Guangdong and Liangjiang to the British. Fortunately, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi also Nanyang Minister Zhang Renjun intervened and regained this power. However, the British measured the sea surface of Huizhou many times. Japanese ships passed without hindrance, but we have no idea whether they carried soldiers or weapons on them."

"There's no need to worry." Sun Gongwu felt that Li Guangzong was unfounded. "I know about this. However, that Zhang Renjun is really an outstanding person. I heard that after he wanted to return his arrest rights, the Governor of Hong Kong Island, Lu Ji, made a special trip to see Zhang Renjun. The governor's wife also visited Mrs. Zhang Renjun and treated him with courtesy. I heard that Guangdong People think that China has such decent diplomacy and everyone has a good reputation."

"..." Li Guangzong was speechless: "I just want to know, how humble does this have to be, for this little shit to make people proud?

The British governor would not dare to fart in front of the gentleman. Calling him is not much more difficult than calling a dog. "

Midun was like this before, and Lu Ji is even more like this now.

Sun Gongwu choked and coughed twice: "In any case, this can be regarded as a diplomatic victory."

Li Guangzong didn't want to talk about these useless things.

What kind of bullshit governor, even if the husband is not here, if Li Guangzong speaks, then Lu Ji will still give him a bit of a thumbs down.

He said: "My worries are not groundless. I have received news that the Japanese have built a secret force called the Light Cavalry Skeleton Combat Team in order to deal with Mr. Hasegawa. I am afraid that they will collude with the British and plot against us." It’s not good for Tianzong.”

Light Cavalry Skeleton Combat Team.

No matter how he heard this name, Li Guangzong felt that he was targeting Zhao Chuanxin and the insurance team in Lugang Town.

Why?

The insurance team is mainly composed of light cavalry.

And who doesn’t know that Zhao Chuanxin often goes on the rampage wearing a skull mask?

"Is there such a thing?" Sun Gongwu was surprised: "But come to think of it, you are not afraid of them, are you?"

The image of the insurance team in Sun Gongwu's heart was very high.

Li Guangzong breathed a long sigh of relief and said cautiously: "It is said that this time is different. This combat team has a Japanese royal background and is not large in scale. It is composed entirely of elites in the army and officers with rich combat experience. Their treatment and pensions are as follows: Everything is in line with the standards of the Lugang Town Insurance Team."

Sun Gongwu was speechless.

Is the treatment the same as that of the insurance team?

Doesn’t that mean you don’t regard money as money?

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you these things. I'd better find a way to send someone to investigate."

Li Guangzong has already begun to make preparations and send people to Macau to infiltrate.

…

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin got up and took back the paper pig.

He had one more thing to do today, and his trip to New York was almost over.

After washing, he came to the restaurant refreshed.

Even if there was a tragedy in the lobby downstairs last night, the residents here should eat and drink without being affected at all.

This is New York.

When Zhao Chuanxin walked into the restaurant, the waiter instinctively wanted to stop him, but suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"Stop it, why don't you stop me?"

The St. Regis Hotel is a big hotel after all, and not everyone has seen Zhao Chuanxin, such as the waiter in front of him.

He hesitated slightly: "Sir, are you alone?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded with a peck of rice: "Yes, yes, just one person."

The waiter didn't stop him, but he stopped entering, waiting for the waiter's next reaction.

Waiter: "Well, please come in."

Zhao Chuanxin reminded him: "Is there any process that has not been followed? Or is there something that has not been said? It's so uncomfortable to hold it in."

"No, no, really not." The waiter said quickly.

"very good."

Zhao Chuanxin had a pleasant breakfast.

After the meal, he took a carriage to the port, transferred to the ferry, and rushed to the town of Ossining.

Carriage, train, carriage, plus the walking and waiting time in between, it took almost 5 hours.

If the Blue Ghost Armor is still there, Zhao Chuanxin can shorten the time to less than 2 hours by taking the water route.

Smart gyroscopes can actually float on water, even faster, but the rivers and seas in winter are too cold, and your legs and feet will freeze...

Zhao Chuanxin got off the carriage and walked towards Xinxin Prison while looking at his watch.

The prison guard at the prison gate heard him mutter: "Damn, I can't make it in time for lunch."

Prison guard: "..."