The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

It is said that Zhe Meisen sent the telegram to the UK while Zhao Chuanxin was having dinner. Because there was a seven-hour time difference, the British side was probably not awake when the incident happened.

The first news that Marquis Laurent heard when he woke up was bad news.

He was so angry that he smashed the exquisite porcelain cup of morning tea into pieces: "Tell Zhemei Sen that the sun never sets on the empire and is not afraid of the backward and poor Qing Empire, nor is it afraid of Zhao Chuanxin, the butcher of the Far East, the big deal..."

The newly hired butler reminded: "Marquis, there is nothing to fear from the Qing Empire, but Zhao Chuanxin is famous for his cruelty and cunning, so we must be on guard against him. Once, he said he would attack Roosevelt's house. It is said that Roosevelt could not sleep at night. , stay safe and ready. It can be seen that Zhao Chuanxin is as difficult to deal with as rumored."

Lorena: "Humph, just him? Who is he? It's just spreading rumors.

Tell Zhemison that I don't agree with this matter. "

It’s not just Lorena who disagrees, but other shareholders as well.

You can understand it if you think about it. Who is willing to give up the fat on his lips?

The only one standing in front was Zhemei Sen, and the dead could not be killed on them.

After receiving the news from the shareholders, Zhe Meisen waved his hands in despair and told his entourage: "Get paper and pen, I want to write a suicide note."

Follower: "..."

Unbeknownst to others, Zhe Meisen witnessed Zhao Chuanxin's brutality with his own eyes.

…

After Zhao Chuanxin finished his meal, Tang Guoan volunteered and said, "Mr. Zhao, I will serve as a scout for you to spy first."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and declined: "At this time, whoever goes out first is likely to be assassinated by a black gun. You wait until I leave before going out."

Tang Guoan was moved: "Mr. Zhao is a gentleman."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "Who are you scolding?"

Tang Guoan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Mr. Zhao has a charming temperament."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, came to the door, waved, and the smart gyroscope flew out, holding the coat and flying back.

Putting on his coat, Zhao Chuanxin walked out in style, stepping on the corpse of the Seal Cavalry Patrol.

When Tang Guoan saw him, his heart suddenly surged. He looked at Zhao Chuanxin's back and said with emotion: "There are many heroes, electric shocks and thunder, drinking horses from Europe and the United States, and vibrating China and the country! This is what a man should be like!"

I sighed for a long time, but I didn't hear the sound of gunfire outside.

Tang Guoan came to the door, hid his nose and frowned before pushing the door open. There was no one outside.

Arriving at the lobby, Fang saw the British soldiers in a dilemma at the door.

Tang Guoan was stunned. The power of the God of War actually scared them so much that they did not dare to go in.

Someone came up and asked Tang Guoan: "Where is Zhao Chuanxin?"

Tang Guoan told the truth: "If you hadn't met me before, I'm afraid you would have gone upstairs to rest by now."

"..."

Good guy, killing people and setting fires to eat and sleep won't delay anything, right?

Therefore, before those British soldiers dared to enter, they had to collect the corpses first.

Tang Guoan found a British officer and asked, "What do you want?"

The officer's face was full of gloom: "I don't know..."

Tang Guoan couldn't laugh or cry.

…

Zhao Chuanxin took his apprentice, Zhao Yixian and some food to the top floor and found his room.

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin paused: "I just finished eating, are you going to stop practicing?"

"Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the stairs: "Okay, let's go to the roof."

He followed the stairs, cut off the lock, and led them to the rooftop.

Zhao Yixian wondered: "Zhao Shenxian, what are we doing here?"

Zhao Chuanxin kicked the door leading to the rooftop: "Sucking the wind and drinking the dew are things only gods can do. You can go back and rest."

Not to mention that Zhao Yixian did not dare to go back alone for fear of retaliation.

Even if this didn't happen, he would still stay here to observe how Zhao Chuanxin and the others practiced the immortal method.

Zhao Chuanxin, Benjamin Goldberg, and Gan Fan lined up in a row, three meters apart, and started practicing balancing techniques.

They were facing the same direction and their movements were uniform.

The movements of cooking were similar in spirit but not in form to the master and apprentice, but Zhao Yixian had a vague feeling that this dog was practicing the same magic as Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg.

Good guy, even dogs around Zhao Chuanxin want to become immortals?

Especially when standing on one's head, dry rice should also be done while standing on one's head.

After practicing for a week, Zhao Chuanxin felt that his body was getting hot, so he took off his knitted sweater.

The next practice was different from Benjamin Goldberg and the others.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's tattoos all over his body, Zhao Yixian was amazed at first, and then his heart moved: Could it be that Zhao Shenxian's tattoos have a bonus to the magic of immortality?

The habit of being smart came back again, and Zhao Yixian began to guess blindly.

He found that the balancing act was really difficult and almost impossible for his old arms and legs.

So I wanted to take a different approach.

He wanted to remember it secretly and tattoo himself later. But although the pattern was a regular geometric pattern to a certain extent, it was too complicated and not easy to remember.

Fortunately, he still has a lot of time in the future.

After finishing the practice, Zhao Chuanxin took a long breath. In the cold night, his breath turned into an arrow. Zhao Yixian found that it was at least one and a half meters long.

Zhao Chuanxin put his clothes back on, lowered his head and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

"Sister Hua asked you to tell me to practice? You piece of shit, who raised you, have you forgotten?"

Before returning to the room, Zhao Chuanxin said: "If someone breaks into the door at night, remember not to resist. Your life is the first priority."

Benjamin Goldberg was used to the life of following his master's knife and licking blood, so he didn't take it seriously: "Master, I have the means to protect myself."

Zhao Yixian asked hurriedly: "What if the other party shoots directly without any discrimination?"

Zhao Chuanxin opened the door of his room: "Then I will burn paper money for you on Qingming Festival next year."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Back in the house, Zhao Yixian quickly took out the copper coins and made a divination for himself.

Wow... it shook the lower body and the upper body, and the sky was thunderous.

This is a hexagram of great misfortune. It mainly deals with emergencies and disasters.

Zhao Yixian was dumbfounded. Will he really be retaliated against tonight and take a bullet?

He became uneasy.

So he comforted himself: "Only follow what is pure and don't act rashly. If you don't act rashly, there will be disaster, but it will definitely lead to blessings."

All I need to do is exercise self-restraint and be prepared, and I will be able to avoid disaster. "

But what to do?

He did not stay in a high-end room that was so luxurious that he was amazed. Instead, he went out and went to the utility room where the cleaning staff used to live.

Don't tell me, it's quite warm here, but the space is a bit small, so it can only be used for one night. After all, when I had no money, I slept in the streets and alleys, with the sky and the ground as a bed.

After Zhao Chuanxin returned to the house, he washed up, blocked the door with tables and chairs, and folded paper into pigs to warn.

He lay on the bed, rubbing the old sacred altar with his index finger and thumb, wanting to take out the "Old God Codex" and continue the experiments during the day.

But considering that the Licha Hotel is still a dangerous place, and we have to negotiate tomorrow, we might as well forget it.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin put on a thick and loose woolen sweater, and a field windbreaker with leather scars from the war embedded in it.

He was ready for a fierce battle with the British troops on the beach.

Although the sun never sets, it is getting late, but it still cannot be underestimated.

He knocked on the apprentice's door first. Benjamin Goldberg and Gan Fan had woken up early and had even finished practicing the balancing technique.

When he knocked on the door of Zhao Yixian's room, no one answered the door.

After knocking for a long time, the door of the utility room opened, and Zhao Yixian with panda eyes came out: "Zhao Shenxian, I'm here."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin: "You stayed up all night?"

Zhao Yixian rubbed his face and cheered up: "Zhao Shenxian, I made a divination last night, it's very bad. In my opinion, don't go to the British Mansion today."

Benjamin Goldberg said: "What do you know? Although there are many tigers in Zhizhi Mountain, they are no match for my master."

Seeing him say seriously, Zhao Yixian: What the hell? Mingzhishan? Have I misunderstood everything I have learned for half my life?

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Benjamin is right, you know that the tigers in the mountain are all biased tigers, they are all lame and hobbling, you know?"

Benjamin Goldberg nodded with deep understanding: "Yes, that's right."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin took the lead downstairs.

But when he went downstairs, not to mention the British troops, there was not even a shadow of ordinary residents outside.

When we arrived at the door of the restaurant, the door was closed and there was no one there.

When I came to the lobby, it was still the same.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Master, haven't they all run away? Is there an ambush outside?"

Zhao Yixian can die, but nothing can happen to his precious apprentice.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I won't have breakfast. You cross the Huangpu River and go to Lou County to meet me. We will meet there. I will go and sign the contract first. Let's go west all the way. We will open roads and build bridges over mountains and rivers to show you the sights. This is a great river and mountain.”

When Zhao Chuanxin set off, Zhao Yixian took Benjamin Goldberg to the car dealership first.

The coachman asked: "Where are you going, sir?"

Zhao Yixian rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Go to Lou County."

The coachman was surprised and said: "It's quite far away. We can only arrive at noon after running for a while. It costs three oceans."

Zhao Yixian touched his pocket: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and leave, isn't it just three yuan... Huh? Benjamin, Zhao Shenxian didn't give us any money..."

Benjamin Goldberg also touched his pocket: "Don't look at me, I never carry money when I go out. The bulging bags affect the appearance of my clothes."

The driver's face darkened: "Don't even think about taking the bus if you don't have money."

The two looked at each other.

Zhao Yixian took out a few copper coins from his pocket and said, "I'm straight to the point. I might as well give you a divination. I'll treat it as car money."

The coachman rolled his eyes: "I study very little, but you can't lie to me."

Zhao Yixian said angrily: "I see that your seal is darkened. There will be disaster today. Don't lose big because of small things."

The driver spat: "Bah, if you don't have money, stay away."

Zhao Yixian had no choice but to turn around and said, "Benjamin, it seems that you and I have no choice but to walk over."

The two were so hungry that they measured the beach with their legs.

Passing by a tofu stall, both of them were enticed by the aroma of the stewed soup; passing by a steaming dumpling basket, the two of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The so-called half-grown man eats the poor man. Benjamin Goldberg was at the age of gluttony. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Zhao Yixian, don't you still have a few copper coins in your pocket? Let's buy a piece of rice." , it’s only a few pennies, a few pennies is enough at the bargain price, wouldn’t it be delicious to share it?”

Rice rice is steamed glutinous rice with fried dough sticks inside.

Ganfan also said: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Yixian tightly covered his pocket: "No, that's the money I used to make the fortune. It's very clever. It's such a waste of natural resources."

Benjamin Goldberg angrily said: "Bleach, superstitious!"

The two of them continued walking. Benjamin Goldberg and Ganfan didn't think anything was wrong, but Zhao Yixian couldn't stand it anymore: "I can't walk anymore. It's better to die if I keep walking."

Benjamin Goldberg sighed: "Hey, let's take a rest."

Zhao Yixian, Benjamin Goldberg, dry rice, standing in a row next to a pick of spiced dried beans. The only difference between him and the skinny man nearby who was wearing a cotton robe and covering his sleeves with his hands was the melon skin hat on his head and the yin and yang head under the hat.

Smelling the aroma of five-spice dried tofu, I was so excited.

A little girl with messy hair was standing in front of the adjacent candy box stall, with one hand in her pocket and the index finger of the other hand in her mouth, watching eagerly but having no money to buy.

The hard-hearted stall owner sat on the pony with his hands folded and his knees pouting, waiting for the real rich man to come to his door.

Benjamin Goldberg sighed: "We are all reduced to the world..."

Zhao Yixian: Oh, now you are not a tiger in Mingzhi Mountain?

…

Zhao Chuanxin was sitting in a rickshaw. When he passed the noodle load, he shouted: "Wait a minute, I'll go down and have a bowl of noodles before leaving."

Coachman: "It's been a long wait. I need to pay more."

"Give you an extra dime, Xiaoyang, and shut up."

"Okay, pretend I didn't say anything."

Seeing the noodle basket, Zhao Chuanxin remembered the past. When he first met Zhao Zhongyi and Liu Baobao, Liu Baobao was selling noodles on the street carrying such a burden.

Several years passed in a flash.

Nowadays, Liu Baobao wears bright clothes and is angry with his horse, yelling and shouting, and his favorite thing is to show off.

The great ancestor Zhao Zhongyi became the leader of the insurance team.

The historical trajectory of some people has been irreversibly changed.

Zhao Chuanxin slurped down his noodles and soup, wanting to settle down, but he thought about the face-to-face negotiations he would have to do later, so he gave up the idea.

When dealing with international friends, especially when dealing with credit, remember to be polite.

After eating, he kindly gave a few extra cents as a tip.

Zhao Chuanxin sat back in the rickshaw, wiped his mouth and muttered: "Oh, I'm so full. Eh? I seem to have forgotten something, and I can't remember it."

This place was not far from the British Embassy. Zhao Chuanxin asked the driver to stop at a distance because countless students had gathered here early in the morning.

They held banners and signs.

It reads: Support Mr. Zhao in taking back Shanxi mining rights...

Zhao Chuanxin didn't appreciate it at all. He gave him the fare and tip, and went to the street corner to squat and smoke.

Because there are still a few hours until the appointment time.

I saw more and more students gathering in front of the British Consulate, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't even see a British patrolman, let alone a British soldier to chase them away.

Instead, there were many Chinese patrolling the area, maintaining order and earnestly persuading the students to leave.

This is intriguing.

The more the Chinese policemen tried to persuade them in a low tone, the more these students got into trouble.

At first, they only came to support Zhao Chuanxin in regaining the mining rights.

Gradually, it started to change.

Some students raised their arms and shouted: "Let's invite Mr. Zhao to join us in petitioning for a constitution. The court will definitely pay attention to it!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Please ask Mr. Zhao to ask for wages for our female silk factory workers. Those capitalists must be afraid!"

"well said!"

"Lide Le Foreign Company is arbitrarily dividing land in Sichuan and setting up benchmarks. Please ask Zhao Chuanxin to make decisions for the people!"

"Mr. Zhao will not let us down!"

At the street corner, looking at Zhao Chuanxin who was listening, his good mood suddenly disappeared.

hehe……