The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

When facing foreigners, they dare not speak out in anger.

At this time, facing Zhao Chuanxin, who was so cruel that even the prefect did not take him seriously, they still dared not speak out in anger.

Zhao Chuanxin glared: "The Spring Festival is about your harvest in the coming year. Now it is being desecrated by foreigners, but you don't care. You just watch the foreigners domineering you. You deserve to be poor. You will die from poverty, you are a bunch of idiots! I just destroyed the foreigners. God statue, can you see their reaction? They want to fight me hard."

His words were spoken with such force that they spread throughout the entire room.

The people around him were speechless and bowed their heads in silence.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't believe this at all.

But he knew that most of these people believed it.

Being indifferent to blasphemy of faith is extremely hateful.

Zhao Chuanxin spat, turned around and pointed at He Gangde and said: "You, the prefect, your knees are weak when you see foreigners, why the hell are you holding a Spring Festival celebration? Can God bless you, a coward?"

He Gangde was not one of those common people. He suddenly stepped forward and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "How dare you make such nonsense here? Who are you? Do you dare to tell me your name?"

"Listen carefully, my name is Zhao Chuanxin!"

He Gangde, whose face was full of anger just now, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this: "Zhao, Zhao, Zhao Chuanxin?"

"What's the matter, do you want to spar with Zhao?" Zhao Chuanxin discovered that just now He Gangde quietly sent someone to summon a group of soldiers with guns, sneaked into the crowd, and vaguely surrounded him.

While talking, Zhao Chuanxin took off his cotton robe and put on a coat lined with fortitude armor.

He just felt a little itchy on his body and head, as if something was crawling, which made him very unhappy.

Cold sweat broke out on He Gangde's forehead: "You, how can you prove that you are Zhao Chuanxin?"

A Winchester M1897 suddenly appeared in Zhao Chuanxin's hand. He slapped it with one hand and clicked the gun: "No need to prove it. If you don't accept it, just fight. I will sacrifice my blood to the spring ox today. You will definitely have a good harvest next year!"

boom……

As he spoke, he fired a shot into the air.

He Gangde's body trembled, and he waved his hand and said, "No, no, no..."

Over there, three foreigners also kowtowed a hundred times.

They turned their heads pitifully, their foreheads bruised with blood, and looked at Zhao Chuanxin pleadingly: "Please show mercy..."

Zhao Chuanxin walked over and grabbed one person's hair: "Ma Le Gobi people, from now on, if you find foreigners like you acting arrogant, your companions will suffer the same fate, so get out."

The three of them pissed themselves off and left.

When the people around him heard that the man in front of them was Zhao Chuanxin, they couldn't help but be shocked and started talking a lot.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding a cigar in his mouth, carrying a gun, and looked at He Gangde: "Zhao is staying at the Mingyuan Inn near the canal. Send someone to deliver insecticide. Don't make any small moves, otherwise Zhao will kill you!" "

If he didn't mention it, He Gangde would definitely ask about it.

He Gangde's expression changed, there was no rejection or promise.

He had already given in, but he just couldn't save his face.

Zhao Chuanxin separated the crowd, and a soldier who had blended into the crowd looked at him in awe. Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Why, do you want to fight?"

The soldier carried the gun on his back, bowed and clasped his fists: "Don't dare, how dare you fight Mr. Zhao? I have always admired Hero Zhao."

After these people heard that Zhao was passing on the salary, they might not dare to take action even if He Gangde ordered it.

The name of Zhao Chuanxin has been very popular in Suzhou, Hangzhou and Shanghai recently.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw him, he took off his coat, put on his cotton robe again, put his hands in his sleeves, and led Shi Shiran away. The people gave way one after another, and the soldiers bowed to see him off, and no one dared to stop him.

…

However, Zhao Chuanxin's reputation began to become polarized after several reports came out.

Some diehards felt that what Zhao Chuanxin said in front of the Shanghai consulate was reasonable, while others had doubts.

"Declaration" said: I heard that Zhao Chuanxin scolded a group of people in front of the British Consulate, slapped several people, and said that the support of all living beings was moral kidnapping, so as to warn future generations not to do the same. Zhao opposed the school strike and demonstration, saying that it would be of no benefit to saving China. He disagreed with this argument...

"The Times" said: Cattle and sheep are in herds, while wild beasts walk alone. Nowadays, many people criticize Zhao Chuanxin, but the power of Zhao Chuanxin can intimidate the British and Japanese. Before meeting Zhao, Zhe Meisen made a will in advance and was ready to die. From now on, the great powers are fearful, and this is not the only reason!

There are mixed opinions about Zhao Chuanxin among the students around Shanghai, just because Zhao Chuanxin sprayed them too harshly, which was a bit unbearable for his fragile glass heart.

But when Qu Benqiao passed the news back, the people in Shanxi praised Zhao Chuanxin and immediately became fans.

Zhao Chuanxin seems to be a savior-like figure.

It is still unclear whether the British will withdraw from Shanxi obediently.

In the Forbidden City, the eunuch read the vengeance to Ci Xi.

Cixi's energy is low, but for now, she doesn't look like she's going to die.

She listened and then asked: "The thief made a scene in Shanghai again. Will the British react?"

The eunuch shook his head: "It is said that everything is taken care of by the British Consul Zhe Meisen. This person is trying to fool both sides."

Cixi nodded with half-closed eyes: "Tianjin Wei's "Ta Kung Pao" said that the chaos in Shanxi's mining rights was the work of Hart, the chief tax officer of the customs?"

When the British government took away the mineral rights in Shanxi, Robert Hurd was the one who helped bridge the gap.

This is a contradictory wallflower. On the one hand, he wants to be recognized by the British. On the other hand, his power comes from the Qing court. He has deep feelings for the Qing court and China.

He was not in Shanghai at the time, otherwise, he would have paid the price for what he had done.

Other things are all in the newspapers, and the eunuch can tell them. But he couldn't say anything about Robert Hurd, so he pursed his lips and said, "I don't know this."

"Humph." Cixi snorted lightly: "They are not good things!"

Needless to say, Zhao Chuanxin had a deep friendship with Liang Zi.

Robert Hurd has also enriched himself in the Customs and Excise Department over the years.

He has always wanted to have a Chinese identity, but Cixi never agreed. This has always been a regret in Robert Hurd's heart.

The eunuch lowered his head and pretended not to hear.

Legend has it that Zhao Chuanxin has a good ear, and he will listen to anyone who says bad things about him. He can kill someone thousands of miles away by simply reciting a spell.

The eunuch didn't dare to take this risk.

…

He Gangde honestly sent someone to deliver deworming medicine.

The little official who arrived frowned and said, "Mr. Zhao, the prefect said that he has sent a team of patrolmen to patrol outside Mingyuan to protect Mr. Zhao's safety. If there are any dispatches, please tell the patrolmen outside directly. The boss will make arrangements.”

Zhao Chuanxin was scratching his scalp and said unceremoniously: "Let the police outside patrol and pay more attention to my car to prevent others from stealing the tires. I will make a list and ask your prefect to prepare and deliver the things."

Why did he send someone to protect him? It was probably because he had a reputation and was above board to monitor him.

So Zhao Chuanxin wrote a list.

With a smile on his face, the clerk took it and took a look: ten pounds of beef, ten pounds of potatoes, five onions, three bags of charcoal...

He nodded quickly and bowed: "This is easy to do, let the younger ones do it."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand, indicating that he could get out.

This is a way for Zhao Chuanxin to save money.

The so-called three years to clear the prefecture, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver.

Then eat the magistrate, and live with the magistrate. If you don't eat enough, there will be a magistrate. If you encounter someone who doesn't like it, buy something for zero yuan. Maybe after traveling around, your pocket will be bulging.

As soon as the clerk left, Zhao Chuanxin took off all his clothes and searched with Benjamin Goldberg. Sure enough, traces of lice were found on the clothes.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the clothes to Zhao Yixian: "Quick, take all our clothes to wash, soak in insect repellent, and take a shower. That's enough."

Zhao Yixian said: "Zhao Shenxian, just washing clothes and taking a bath is useless. There must be lice in the bedding in Mingyuan, and they will crawl on me."

Zhao Chuanxin was furious.

The foreign devils asked him to treat them docilely, but he couldn't do anything about tiny lice?

He said: "Go to the shopkeeper and ask him to send someone to clean the room and spread medicine."

Zhao Yixian left in a hurry and came back after a while and said: "Zhao Shenxian, the shopkeeper said that there will be extra money."

Zhao Chuanxin was annoyed and sneered: "More money, right? Let's see how I treat him."

With that said, he left the Mingyuan, and sure enough there was a patrolman outside, leaning against the door and lazily basking in the sun.

Zhao Chuanxin walked over and kicked his butt: "Get up."

The patrolman was just about to get angry, but when he saw that the person coming was Zhao Chuanxin, his expression immediately changed to a calm one: "Mr. Zhao, what are your orders?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Go and beat the shopkeeper here, let him do my job well."

The patrolman's face straightened: "This shopkeeper is so ignorant. He needs to be beaten once or twice. Take a look at it, Mr. Zhao."

With that said, he entered Mingyuan aggressively.

Zhao Chuanxin went back and waited.

Not long after, the shopkeeper, with red palm prints on his face, came over with his servant to help with the cleaning.

I sprinkled it inside and outside several times, covering everything that could be sprayed. Finally, I came back with a brand new bedding, bent down and asked respectfully: "Mr. Zhao, are you satisfied?"

Zhao Chuanxin had been watching with cold eyes, and then he told Zhao Yixian: "Yixian, go outside and tell the patrolman that it's over."

The shopkeeper was relieved after hearing this and handed over to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Go away."

Then he said to Ganfan: "Come out with me and I'll give you a bath too."

Ganfan ran out with a bang.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and a stream of water rose from the creek that passed through the courtyard.

Greetings from Lord Runzhi.

The water overflowed over Zhao Chuanxin's head and swirled in his hair.

At this time, the outdoor temperature in Suzhou was only seven or eight degrees.

You can imagine how refreshing it is to wash outdoors in this weather.

Zhao Chuanxin shuddered, peeled the water off his head, and swirled it in his palm.

Upon closer inspection, there were indeed many tiny lice inside.

He splashed water on the road and sucked in a stream of water to clean his beard.

After washing your whole body in this way, your body will still be dry.

After he put on his new clothes, he went to work and clean up.

This time it was a medicated bath, mixed with medicine and water to scrub the dog's hair.

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "I washed you like this when you were a child."

"Woof woof woof..."

"Be patient, you'll be fine soon."

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the water away from its fur, and the dog's fur immediately became dry and no longer smelled like dog.

Ganfan turned around and sniffed: "Woof woof woof..."

It was too cold outside. After entering the house, Zhao Chuanxin warmed his hands by the brazier and looked at the new bedding, but still felt a lingering fear.

He is not afraid of anything, but he is really afraid of lice.

Thinking about it, he took out the mirror, looked at it, and shouted: "Benjamin, come here."

Benjamin Goldberg came from next door: "Master, what's going on?"

"Shave your hair, Master."

Zhao Chuanxin was worried about outsiders using a knife to mark his head. To do such a thing, his apprentice was more reliable than Zhao Yixian.

Benjamin Goldberg held the razor commonly used by Zhao Chuanxin and was stunned: "Master, only monks shave their heads, right?"

"Put down the butcher knife and make it into a box on the spot... ah no, it's to become a Buddha." Zhao Chuanxin combed his hair: "Don't talk nonsense, shave it quickly. If you shave it, you won't get lice. You can just grow it in the future."

There is no heating, air conditioning, or water heater, so washing my hair in winter is a hell of a job.

When Zhao Yixian came back with all the things the clerk had purchased, he saw his bald head, which was shining brightly in the sun on the recliner.

"this……"

Zhao Chuanxin turned around: "What the hell, Ma Liu went to wash the beef and scrape the potatoes. Beef stew with potatoes for lunch!"

After saying that, he found a knitted cold hat and put it on his head to cover his bald head.

His current look is very unique, with a bald head and a full beard...

At night, lying on the newly made bedding, Zhao Chuanxin finally stopped feeling itchy.

He found the best position comfortably and took out the "Code of the Old Gods".

[After another day of walking, we arrived at the Holy Fire Canyon. 】

[The snake-man army is dispatched, and there are not many snake-men left in the Holy Fire Canyon. 】

[I said: I will go in alone, and when I come out, if I am discovered, you can help me. 】

Zhao Chuanxin used the "key" to teleport the Shadow Cloak.

[I put on the cloak of shadow and sneaked into the Holy Fire Canyon. 】

[Not far away is the snake guard. 】

[I tiptoed, preparing to walk over quietly. 】

[At this time, the snake guard suddenly shouted: Who is there? 】

[I was stunned and couldn’t figure out how the snake guard found me. 】

Zhao Chuanxin slapped his head, he ignored a key issue...