The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Some people have heard of Zhao Chuanxin, some have not.

Those who have heard of it will explain it to those who have not heard of it.

It doesn't matter if you don't listen, but you will be shocked when you hear it.

Specifically against the great powers.

One man is worth a thousand troops!

Killing Japanese is like killing chickens and sheep.

Cixi was afraid of him.

Tsarist Russia was afraid of him.

Known as the God of War.

Foreigners call him the Butcher.

One by one, one by one, it sounds as unreal as a fantasy.

But judging from the scene before him, at least the titles of killing without batting an eye and being a cold-blooded butcher are true.

Zhao Chuanxin killed four Russian businessmen and allowed the transaction to officially begin.

A strong organizer will bring people a sense of security.

The five stewards whispered to each other.

Too domineering.

Zhao Chuanxin executed four Russians just for causing trouble.

Rebecca Levy gets busy.

At the beginning, if you are not familiar with the business, you will definitely be in a hurry.

But after she was so busy that she forgot to be nervous, she gradually calmed down and started doing things, and gradually found some rules and regulations.

A Russian businessman traded thirty cattle with a herdsman from Qiqihar. When paying taxes, the Russian businessman asked Rebecca Levi: "Why should I pay more taxes?"

Rebecca Levi explained patiently and strictly: "Because foreign businessmen have tariffs."

"Nonsense, we Russians come to trade and there are never tariffs. Our Russian laws do not allow you to do this."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin's voice came: "In my territory, abide by my laws. Your Tsarist Russian laws are nothing. If you don't want to do business, you don't have to come. I won't buy or sell by force."

The Russian businessman turned around and saw Zhao Chuanxin looking at him quietly with a cigar in his mouth, and his body was still stained with the blood of the Russian businessman who died in front of him.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only to lose his teeth and swallow blood.

Zhao Chuanxin's tariff collection would not be exaggerated or outrageous, but he would never let them take the goods out of the country easily.

The half day passed quickly.

Rebecca Levi was in a hurry at first, then gradually calmed down. By evening, although her hands and feet were numb from exhaustion and her head was dizzy, she felt very fulfilled and had a smile on her face.

Yao Bing saw Zhao Chuanxin killing people during the day, but he was not afraid at all. He followed a group of herdsmen's children and ran wildly on the grass. Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about his disgrace.

He had other priorities.

I found some iron tools and smelted them to make a simple safe.

The account books registered during the day and the taxes collected are hidden in it.

Together with several housekeepers, prepare for the night's accommodation.

No one brought a tent, so they all ate and slept in the open air.

But a fire must be made to keep warm.

There was nothing else to make the fire, just cow dung.

The only preferential treatment Zhao Chuanxin received was that he built his own charcoal stove and used charcoal instead of cow dung.

He took a quilt and two large pieces of waterproof oil paper, spread the oil paper and quilt, and let Rebecca Levi and Yao Bing sleep.

He himself was not far away from the soldiers, sleeping on the ground like everyone else.

The weather is already very cold at this time, and the lowest temperature at night can reach below zero. It is actually very miserable to sleep in the open like this.

Manager Wuyi, Hu Da, Hu Er and Yao Jia saw this and felt a little admired.

In the entire Qing Dynasty, which prefect could do this? Apart from Zhao Chuanxin, there is probably no other prefect who can advance and retreat together with his subordinates and endure hardships like this.

After dinner, some drunken herdsmen were shouting and making a lot of noise.

But as long as there is no trouble, Zhao Chuanxin will not care.

There were also people singing and dancing around the bonfire, reciting scriptures, and so on.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin also took out his guitar.

Being happy alone is not as good as having everyone happy.

He strummed the strings, attracting everyone's attention.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the herdsmen from other places singing and dancing not far away, and said: "Come on, come on, we can't let others be more beautiful than the ones in front of them. I'm going to introduce some ideas and sing a song first, and you can continue singing."

This is strange. The prefect of Lubin Prefecture personally came on stage and sang a song.

Yao Jia was the first to boo, got up and ran over.

The five-wing general manager followed closely behind.

Many posters and supervisors also came to join in the fun, as if they were not tired during the day.

Zhao Chuanxin sat cross-legged and strummed the strings.

He sang in his mouth: The wind passing through the wilderness, walk more slowly. I tell you in silence that I am drunk. Balhu Ti Linwu Desi, so sweaty, so sweaty, can't even hear the wind, can't hear...

Zhao Chuanxin replaced Ulaanbaatar with Baerhuti, which is the Mongolian pronunciation of Baerhu.

When others heard it, the tune was quiet and melodious, and it turned out to be a song composed for the occasion.

Yao Jia was the first to shout: "Okay, the magistrate is so talented and awesome!"

Zhao Chuanxin sang it twice, attracting the surrounding soldiers and some herdsmen who came to trade.

The song ended with thunderous applause.

With such a magistrate, how can his subordinates and people not be happy?

He works vigorously and resolutely, and his methods are ruthless and decisive. However, he can share the joys and sorrows with his subordinates and enjoy the happiness with the people.

Some herdsmen shouted: "Master magistrate, I have a daughter who can warm your tent..."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "The government office has just been established and has not yet achieved any success. How can we get close to women? Don't mention this matter!"

Prairie people are really open-minded.

When Rebecca Levi heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She bit her lip and smiled, extremely charming.

With Zhao Chuanxin at the beginning, many people began to howl like ghosts and wolves.

There were also dancers, tall and thick men swaying their bodies, which made Zhao Chuanxin ashamed.

It was noisy and busy, and suddenly there was a noise in the distance.

Zhao Chuanxin sat up straight.

Not long after, the patrolling soldiers turned around and reported: "In the west, a Russian businessman's money was stolen."

The Ganzhuer Temple Fair and Market are not only transactions between herdsmen and herdsmen, but also transactions between herdsmen and Han and Russian merchants.

Hearing this, Che and Zha gloated: "You deserve it."

The other four stewards generally behaved the same way.

They actually hated the Russians.

It can also be seen from here that if Zhao Chuanxin had not appeared, they would have been instigated by Wu Sadi to split and rebel and defect to the Russians. How ridiculous and bitter this thing was.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Hu Da and Hu Er.

Hu Da and Hu Er conducted investigations during this period, and they sympathized with the experiences of the people of various tribes here, and they also held a favorable attitude.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Yao Jia again.

Yao Jia shook his head and said, "No matter who trades in our temple fair and pays taxes, they should be protected."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded appreciatively.

Ordinary people can enjoy grudges as they please, but that is not the case in politics.

The development of Lubinfu Yamen is not just as simple as relying on force.

At this time, it is necessary and necessary to put aside prejudices.

He stood up and said: "Leave half of the people stationed to prevent accidents, and the rest will mount their horses with me to chase the thieves!"

Although the five-wing general manager does not understand, he has now developed the habit of obeying Zhao Chuanxin's orders unconditionally.

So they all mounted their horses.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and it was far away in an instant.

The surrounding herdsmen inquired and learned that Zhao Chuanxin had heard that the Russian businessman had been robbed and went to chase and protect him. They were also surprised.

Judging from Zhao Chuanxin's performance during the day, he didn't look like he would stand up for the Russians.

Those with bright minds sighed in admiration: "Prefect Zhao, you are indeed a hero. From now on, no matter whether we are enemies or friends, at least we are willing to trust the Lubin Mansion Yamen and believe that we can be protected."

When the others heard it, it turned out to be true.

Even the unwanted Tsarist Russians must be protected, and everyone is naturally willing to do business.

In this way, Zhao Chuanxin's statement that in addition to normal taxes, there will be no additional exploitation becomes more convincing.

Merchants with a bright mind are making calculations in their hearts, thinking that doing business in the Hylar region may have great potential in the future.

When the illegal Russian citizens are expelled, when the road convoys and Tsarist Russian soldiers no longer have the majesty, then this will be the world of the Qing Dynasty.

It is also the border between China and Russia. Manzhouli is located at a strategic location and has frequent trade exchanges. As long as Zhao Chuanxin persists in standing, this place will surely prosper.

…

Besides, Zhao Chuanxin rushed to the crime scene.

When the Russian businessman saw the evil men who had killed his compatriots come to his door during the day, he felt anxious and terrified.

Zhao Chuanxin asked without emotion: "How many people came to steal? Can you see their faces clearly? Do they have weapons? How much money did they steal in total?"

When the Russian merchant heard this, he was a little confused, but he still said honestly: "Five people came on horseback. They had a fast gun and several sets of bows and arrows. They robbed me of tens of thousands of Qiang posts."

Qiang tie was a currency deliberately issued by Tsarist Russia outside the customs.

Very popular in some places.

Niu Zihou's son Niu Hanzhang later suffered a big loss when he and Sun Yutang, the big shopkeeper, speculated on Qiang Tie and lost all their money.

When Che and Zha heard that there were tens of thousands of Qiang posts, their hearts beat faster.

If this is true, it will really make a fortune.

He peeked at Zhao Chuanxin, but found that there was no wave on Zhao Chuanxin's face, and he didn't even blink.

Immediately admired, what is this concentration?

Little did he know that Zhao Chuanxin was making tens of millions of dollars on Wall Street. Ten thousand Qiang posts was nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "In which direction did they run?"

The Russian businessman was a little flattered when he saw that Zhao Chuanxin was very serious.

He pointed to the west: "Running that way, one person and two horses, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up if I'm slow."

Zhao Chuanxin immediately ordered: "Chehe Zha, you go to the north. Batang'a, you go to the northwest. Bulong'a, you go to the west. Bodigrel, you go to the southwest. Victory. Fu, you go due south."

The five men agreed with a loud voice and mounted their horses to give chase.

The Russian businessman saw it and realized it was serious.

Zhao Chuanxin did not mount the horse, but said to him: "You show me the horse, and I will chase it too."

After saying that, he stepped on the Misty Traveler and headed west.

In the vast grassland, it is not easy to pursue at night.

But similarly, it is not easy for thieves to escape.

It happened not long ago. Although they had one person and two horses, they still consumed a lot of horsepower when they came.

Zhao Chuanxin soon saw a figure galloping on a horse on the grassland through the night vision of the devil's foresight goggles on his helmet.

It was said that he was running wildly, but his speed was still much slower than during the day.

After all, I am afraid of falling.

The man was running when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure next to him.

Then the figure approached, grabbed the reins, and slowly stopped his horse.

He was taken aback, and before he could make any move, the man pulled him off his horse.

"Damn it, it's my first time to hold a temple fair, and you dare to come and stroke the tiger's beard!"

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him with a big ear-scratcher.

The man's left ear immediately buzzed and he became deaf.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a stack of Qiang stickers from his arms. Looking at it roughly, it is definitely less than 10,000.

Ask him: "Where have the rest gone?"

The remaining money must be scattered among the rest of the people.

The man still wanted to resist, but as soon as he made a move, Zhao Chuanxin slapped him in the face again.

Snapped.

This man does not believe in evil and raises his hand.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to raise his hands in a leisurely manner, but no matter how hard he tried to block the attack, he couldn't stop him and was beaten again and again.

Half of his face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Where did the rest of them go?"

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

"I said, I said..." This man was almost beaten to tears. "We spread out and ran in five directions, from north to south, to avoid being caught."

Sure enough.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the rope, tied him tightly, threw it on the grass, and then drove north.

He ran roughly in a fan shape.

These people will not run too far. From west to north, if they encounter Dalai Lake in this direction, they will definitely avoid it.

In this way, their route would be easy to predict, so Zhao Chuanxin had to look for the one in the north first.

Not long after, he caught up with the second person.

Follow the same pattern, catch up and beat him up, tie him up, and continue chasing.

He caught up with three people in a row.

Carrying the last person and rushing back, I happened to bump into Che and Zha.

When Che and Zha saw that Zhao Chuanxin had arrived first and actually caught the man, they were so impressed that they fell to the ground: "Master Magistrate, how did you catch up with him?"

Zhao Chuanxin did not explain: "Take the person with you. There is another person about five miles southwest from here. He has been tied up. Bring the person back. By the way, call Badang'a and the others back."

Zhao Chuanxin galloped south.

When they arrived at the place, they found that Bodigrile and Shengfu had captured the remaining two people.

This is the Xinba-Erhu left wing territory.

As the two thieves fled, the herdsman's sheepdog barked.

The herdsmen took bows and arrows, shot one man in the shoulder and fell off his horse.

The other person was captured alive by Bodigrile.

After all, it was his territory and he was familiar with the environment.

In less than two hours, all five thieves were caught and brought back to the temple fair.

The entire temple fair’s yurt camp was in jeopardy.

The Russian businessman never expected that the lost money could be recovered.

Ten thousand Qiang posts, that was all his property, how could he not feel distressed?

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin with his cloak raised and his expression indifferent, the Russian businessman immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Lord Magistrate. Thank you, Lord Magistrate..."

It is not an exaggeration to say that I am grateful.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him and felt something in his heart: "What's your name?"

"The villain's name is Vysotsky. He specializes in selling cattle, sheep and livestock. He lives in Vershina."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and said, "If you abide by the rules and do business in China, I won't make it difficult for you. You don't have to be afraid."

"Yes, yes, I am not afraid anymore. I am willing to give half of my money to reward you."

Many herdsmen were watching around.

After all, this is a big deal at camp.

Under a circle of torches, every move and expression of Zhao Chuanxin and Vysotsky was caught in sight.

Everyone is thinking that half of ten thousand Qiang posts, five thousand is not much.

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "Who are you looking down on? I said that if you trade here, you will be protected by me. Take all this money."

As he said that, he raised his chin towards Chehe Zha who was holding Qiang Tie.

Chehe Zha was heartbroken and reluctantly handed the Qiang Tie back to the Russian merchant.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and led the five thieves back to the camp.

Che Hezha was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't hold it back: "Prefect, why don't you accept the five thousand reward?"

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "You are still young, you will understand when you grow up."

Che Hezha: "..."

Only Yao Jia listened and gave Zhao Chuanxin a thumbs up.

How much are these five thousand Qiang posts?

This matter spread among the herdsmen in the camp at a speed of forty miles an hour.

By the next morning, everyone knew.

"Five thousand Qiang posts, the prefect didn't even look at it!"

"It turns out that what he said is true, and he will really protect me!"

"When you come to Hyrule to do business, you won't have to worry about thieves and bandits anymore."

This reputation and credibility are far beyond what five thousand Qiang posts can buy.

Rebecca Levy's business just got easier.

Merchants and herdsmen who knew how to count even cooperated to help with the calculations, and the business progressed rapidly.

After the transaction is completed, the herdsmen and merchants will leave in camel carts.

Before leaving, many people came to say hello to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin refused all comers and responded one by one: "In the future, in addition to the temple fairs on the 15th day of the first lunar month and the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, I will also open a trading market in the Lubin Mansion Office. As long as you register and show your intention, our staff will We will broker deals between the two parties and communicate back and forth.”

Yao Jia next to him heard this, and his heart moved.

This was the business of his official goods bureau, but Zhao Chuanxin obviously had a draft in mind, and it made perfect sense at this time.

He said: "Establishing a market and customizing the trading period has both advantages and disadvantages. It will breed the trading habits of Changchunfu futures beans. If we don't create middlemen and let them stay in the market to slow down the length of futures trading, we can still collect normally. Tax, otherwise it will easily cause trouble and get out of hand. We must strictly supervise and formulate more detailed rules..."

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised.

This great uncle of the Great Ancestor had a very lively mind, could draw inferences from one instance and speak clearly and logically.

Let him serve as the general manager of the Bureau of Government and Merchandising. It is really a good choice for him.

"Okay, let's go back and make a charter. The Bureau of Official Commodities is not only responsible for supervising the market, but I also have many ideas, which must be handled through the Bureau of Official Commodities."

Zhao Chuanxin only said half of what he said.

The Official Commodity Bureau and the Accounting Office will be the two pillars of Lubin Mansion in the future.

However, the weight of the Bureau of Official Goods will be greater, and Zhao Chuanxin must balance it by decentralizing power to the Accounting Office and the Future Patrol Bureau.

In this era, it is fashionable to talk about "industry" and "foreignization".

Zhao Chuanxin wants to play more fancy, and the result will definitely be very different from what Cixi and others expected.

The temple fair went smoothly, people who had completed their transactions left one after another, and the number of people in the camp dropped sharply.

At almost noon, several riders came from the northeast.

The leader was wearing an official uniform, dismounted and clasped his fists towards Zhao Chuanxin: "I am Huang Shifu, the general manager of the Hulun City Reclamation Bureau. Mr. Zhao, you are ignoring the system and collecting taxes privately. Isn't this inappropriate?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him sideways: "You are from the Bureau of Reclamation, and you are in charge of taxation. There is no one available to Lao Song, why should you be asked to stop him?"

Huang Shifu frowned when he saw that the transaction was in full swing and many people were leaving one after another.

I was even more surprised when I saw many herdsmen and Russian businessmen who had completed the transaction and left to greet Zhao Chuanxin.

If you say it's respectful, that's normal.

But if these people take the initiative to say hello, it is impossible to act.

Didn't he say that Zhao Chuanxin was a rude warrior and a cold-blooded executioner?

How can I still be loved by these people?

The herdsmen only care about her, so why do Russian businessmen also come to say hello? Didn't Zhao Chuanxin just kill many Russians and soldiers?

He then looked at the five-wing soldiers patrolling around to maintain law and order, and the five-wing general manager not far away, frowned and said, "Prefect Zhao, what you do may cause a catastrophe."

Zhao Chuanxin lit the cigarette, took a puff, sat on a chair and asked, "How do you say this?"

Huang Shifu took two steps closer and said: "Now is the key to the transformation of Mongolia. Tsarist Russia used the railway as the starting point, crossed over and occupied the land on both sides. Small tribes were invaded, and the princes of the Mongolian banners did not care and allowed them to fend for themselves. Self-destruction. For the current plan, the key is to recruit solid border areas, fill the national treasury, and shield Tsarist Russia. If we continue to follow the same path and abandon it, and do not rush to recruit elites, we may cause catastrophe."

The reform of Mongolia is to change the original alliance flag system of Mongolia and integrate it with the inland provinces. Nowadays, the princes and nobles are indifferent to the survival of small families and only focus on making money.

What Huang Shifu meant was to change quickly and stop managing according to the previous style. The so-called "elites" were actually Han officials.

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "The idea is good, but the problem is that you are lazy in politics. Different regions should be treated in different ways. For example, in the Liao region, you can do this, set up garrisons, protect the borders, and control Mongolia in secret. But here, you have neither deployed many troops nor strong people and skills. You have forced these general managers to rebel. Have you thought about the consequences?"

Huang Shifu said stubbornly: "Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

If the original historical trajectory is followed, Shengfu, the five-wing general manager, complained that Huang Shifu forced him and others to rebel.

Zhao Chuanxin also insisted on his opinion: "I am also changing. Which one is better and which one is worse? Time will tell everything."

Huang Shifu said angrily: "I'm afraid it will be flooded and it will be difficult to recover by then, and it will be too late to make amends."

"Haha, then I don't have to worry about it."

When Lao Zhao spoke, there were still people struggling with language issues.

What, do you think all Han officials are proficient in Mongolian, Chinese and Russian?

Even if you have never been to the border or watched the news? Which boss goes to another place and still needs to speak the local language? If you can understand, just understand. If you don’t understand, let an interpreter who can understand understand.

Can't tell the difference between a big king and a big king?

When you go abroad, do you think he speaks English?

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