The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

In addition to the strange-looking sniper rifle, Afanasyev also showed Aoki Nozumi grenades.

Japan and Russia are also enemies, but for the sake of Zhao Chuanxin, they even took out some of the treasures from the bottom of the box and displayed them. This shows that the two sides are surprisingly united in killing Zhao Chuanxin.

Afanasyev coldly picked up a strange-looking machine gun that was much smaller and lighter than Maxim.

He said: "This is a light machine gun that we spent a lot of money and hired multiple weapons designers to design. It is more portable than the Maxim and can be easily operated by one person. Thirty guns can be fired at the same time. Even if Zhao Chuanxin really understands black magic, he will die." undoubtedly……"

In addition to various new equipment, there are also tactics.

There are numerous special units in the Joint Tiger Hunting Team, including demolition experts, snipers, cavalry, swimmers, and mountain warriors...

Aoki Xuanzhun was shocked at first, but his brows furrowed even more as he listened.

He couldn't say for sure, but he just felt that what he saw in front of him was far from enough to kill Zhao Chuanxin.

Many years later, Nobuzumi Aoki can still clearly remember the confident smiles on the faces of the Japanese and Russian elite soldiers with frostbite on their faces on this cold and cloudy winter day.

At that moment, they truly believed that they were the most efficient killing machines in the world today.

…

Zhao Chuanxin's current life rhythm basically follows the plan given by Xingyue.

Mountainside cabin.

"In the future, people won't use banknotes very much, they will all use virtual payments. The cars of the future will be divided into electric cars and gas cars. The electric cars are called new energy cars. The car engine is very important. You can understand it as an on-board computer. Yes, it is what I gave you before. The computer you’re talking about…”

People are good at forgetting.

Some people forget their age, some forget the past, some are ungrateful...

The same is true for Zhao Chuanxin. Xingyue wants to help him store his memory before he forgets it.

After muttering for a while, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't remember anything anymore, so he took out the chicken blood, mixed it with the secret medicine given by Bayar, and fed it to the wine pot of the God of Spiritual Tribulation at regular intervals.

This seems to be as essential as watering and stealing vegetables every day in the farm game, a small life task completed step by step.

He took out the Codex of the Old Gods.

[We just opened for business today, and we found that the atmosphere in Rune City was tense, and there were many puppet soldiers guarding the door of the Sweat and Sweat Cave next door. The brother and sister went out to inquire and learned that there was a rebellion in the city. Someone deliberately set fire to the weapons depot in Nancheng. 】

[The fugitive hid in the stolen goods cave. 】

[Out of curiosity, I went to the stolen goods cave next door to see who dared to cause trouble in the City of Rune. 】

[The puppet soldiers glared at me, but did not dare to stop me. 】

[There were more than thirty rebels, and the rebel leader was shocked that someone dared to contact them at this time. 】

[The rebel leader said to me: Fearless Vanguard from Middle-earth, I have a task for you. After completing the mission, I will give you a new potion from the Brilliant Oasis as a reward. 】

[I am still waiting to ask about the function of the new medicine. The rebel leader said anxiously: The task is to sow this bag of seeds in the green belts on both sides of the streets in the city. The seeds will germinate in two days. As long as you ensure that the seeds germinate, I will honor my reward. You need to retrieve a sprout as evidence of completing the task. 】

[The task of the rebel leader sounds simple, but I know there must be an unknown crisis. 】

[Should I accept the mission? 】

Zhao Chuanxin wrote without hesitation:

【I accept the task. 】

Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old Divine Code" with a snap.

He went out, took out the digging puppet, ran to the hillside behind the mountainside hut, and asked the digging puppet to dig into the frozen soil.

The black soil he dug out was put into a bag and taken back.

The fire burned brightly in the fireplace, and the bag containing black soil was baking beside the fireplace. It didn't take long for the black soil to soften.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the "Code of the Old Gods", first took out the bag of seeds, and carefully opened the bag and looked at it. There were broad bean-shaped seeds of an unknown species the size of a small fingernail inside.

He carefully wrapped the seeds tightly in the soft black soil and held them into small balls.

After doing this, Zhao Chuanxin dug out some pastries and candied dried fruits from the secret realm. After thinking about it, he took some canned condensed milk.

He then opened the wooden plywood of the ladder, knocked open the metal mold, took out the cornerstone of the ladder, which was the old god's chamber pot, and poured thirty small bottles of stinky liquid.

Xingyue asked: What are you going to do?

Zhao Chuanxin, the old god, said: "Of course, he completed the task without anyone noticing, as soon as possible, and received the new potion reward."

After doing this, he opened the "Old God Code" and wrote:

[I called my brother and sister over and asked them to use snacks to attract thirty children from poor families in the lower city of Rune City. I asked each child to hold a bottle of stinky liquid and several balls of black earth dumplings wrapped with seeds, and play a treasure hiding game. As long as the black soil dumplings can be hidden in the green belt of the city and the smelly liquid is poured on them, the children will be rewarded with snacks. 】

[The brother and sister are very good at doing these things, and they summoned a group of ragged children from poor families with almost no effort. 】

[They listened to the order, took the black soil dumplings and dispersed in a hurry. 】

[Subsequently, children came back one after another, asking for their rewards. 】

[After all the children completed their tasks, I asked the brother and sister to check in the green belt. 】

[My brother brought back a ball of sprouted black soil. 】

No matter how the rebel leader tries to make excuses, at least the stinky liquid will never disappoint Zhao Chuanxin.

[I took the germinated seeds and went to the sweat-sweat den to show them to the rebel leader. 】

[The rebel leader was shocked: Why did it sprout in less than a day? 】

Zhao Chuanxinle was still not worried that there was something wrong with their seeds and they were making too much noise, so he added some fertilizer to speed up the growth.

As for whether the Desert Emperor would notice it and how he would react after noticing it, that was none of Zhao Chuanxin's business.

[I said: I have special means to make plants germinate quickly. 】

[I received the new drug reward from the rebel leader. 】

It’s been a while since I got the reward, in duplicate.

A small metal bottle appeared in Zhao Chuanxin's hand. The bottle had three bellies, and the opening was shaped like a crown. The bellies were engraved with a large number of complicated natural and scientific order language graphics.

This is called a wine vessel, and it is a sacrificial vessel usually used in sacrifices to gods and gods.

[The rebel leader said to me: Fearless Pioneer, thank you for your help. I hope you can leave a friend of yours so that we can keep in touch at any time. 】

[After listening to what the rebel leader said, I feel like something big is going to happen recently. 】

[Back at the Pioneer Partner Haven, I took the Naxin potion. 】

[An hour later, I started coughing violently. 】

Zhao Chuanxin is not too afraid, he can only live for one year at most.

[My esophagus was surging, and the foreign matter that had accumulated and stuck to the esophagus for a long time was spit out. The stench was not as good as that of the liquid, but it was not far behind. 】

[I never knew that my esophagus smelled so bad. 】

[I continued to cough and coughed up a green, fishy-smelling foreign object from my trachea. 】

[My stomach is growling. This is a sign that I need convenience. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

In other words, drinking the Naxin medicine will cause vomiting and diarrhea?

[I asked my brother and sister to go to the den where stolen goods are sold and keep watch to spread the word. 】

[The craftsman said to me: The new potion should be the natural order potion refined by the natural science scholars of Brilliant Oasis. Natural science is knowledge as famous as runes and the singularity axioms of the mirage. It is mysterious and powerful, and its value is as high as rune fragments. 】

[Dudu took care of me, brought me tea and water, and helped me get paper. 】

[After I finished vomiting and having a bowel movement, I felt physically refreshed and my mind fresh. 】

After refreshing my physical strength, not only did "I" not die, but I became more alive.

Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old God Codex" and knew what was going on. He unscrewed the lid of the wine vessel and drank the liquid inside in one gulp.

"Ahem..."

"vomit……"

Half an hour later, Zhao Chuanxin pushed the door open, held on to the wooden handrail installed behind the platform outside the mountainside hut, bent over, and vomited profusely.

He was vomiting and coughing, choking to the point where he could hardly breathe.

Sure enough, he spit out and coughed up a bunch of black and yellow stuff.

The blackness seems to be the old tar in the lungs left by years of smoking...

This tossing lasted most of the night.

The mountainside hut did not have an indoor bathroom, so Zhao Chuanxin had to run into the snow to relieve himself.

Outside the customs in winter, freezing your buttocks when you go to the toilet is the most painful thing.

I squatted for a long time and my buttocks were numb from the cold.

Zhao Chuanxin cursed: "Who can take out the feces when building a toilet?"

That's why he didn't build a toilet.

He was squatting in the forest and suddenly felt something. When he looked up, he saw a white figure standing on the treetops.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

Squatting on the tree was a snowy owl, which was looking intently at Zhao Chuanxinjiang.

Being scolded, the Snow Owl shrank its neck.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin took a shower.

Clean inside and out, put on a pair of tasteless clothes.

The scenery in the mountainside hut in the early morning is very good, because there is rime on the river bank, and the branches are silvery and colorful.

But this is not the first time I have seen Zhao Chuanxin. Apart from taking pictures and admiring it at the beginning, over time, the mountains and rivers are so beautiful, so boring.

Nothing surprising anymore.

Zhao Chuanxin went out and was not in a hurry to return to Lubin Mansion. He first went to the other side of the river to inspect the territory.

The territory has been expanded, but Lubin Mansion does not have enough troops to set up checkpoints on the newly added territory, and the border defense force is weak. If Maozi really wants to get over, he will not be able to hold it.

After Zhao Chuanxin crossed the river, he walked north. There was a piece of land there. In the "Wushen Treaty" signed by Mao Zi, Mao Zi clearly stated that he had given it to Zhao Chuanxin as his private territory.

Wearing a thick cotton coat, he almost bumped into a hairy girl as he emerged from a forest.

The other party was also frightened and scolded him, obviously not saying anything nice, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand.

Zhao Chuanxin saw Mao Nu with disheveled hair, as if she had just woken up, and was carrying a wooden bucket to draw water.

He also cursed: "You have to be a Sadako who is diligent in digging wells, and don't come out early in the morning to scare people..."

Hu Da had already sent people to demarcate the boundary. Zhao Chuanxin could still see the Obo piles on the fields east of Kadaya. The stones were covered with dark, frozen silt, which seemed to have been dug from the river. out of the stone.

After looking around, there were only some Russian civilians but no Russian soldiers, so Zhao Chuanxin turned around and returned.

The Russian people here have not left. In fact, they already belong to the people under his rule, Zhao Chuanxin.

From now on, they will farm, do business or build workshops, and they will have to pay personal taxes to Zhao Chuanxin on time every year.

This makes him somewhat like an old European lord.

After reading this, Zhao Chuanxin hurried back with his hands on his sleeves.

The original Manchuria was now completely renamed Lubinfu.

Lubin Mansion was a wrong place name, but now that it was wrong, the name was finally settled.

The Lubinfu government office is located near the train station. It is actually not very luxurious. It just occupies the original office of Dongqing Railway Company.

Because the Russian soldiers were driven away, the surrounding herdsmen and people could freely enter and leave Lubin Mansion, making it more prosperous and lively.

Camel carts are constantly coming and going in the Zhalai-Nuor mining area, but the road is a bit bad. Sometimes the snow that is not cleared in time is repeatedly crushed by the wheels. The snow melts, mixes with the sand, and becomes muddy. The wheels often get stuck. It takes someone to help push you out.

A group of crazy running snot kids stepped on the dirt road and then ran on the snow, leaving long black footprints.

Yang Sangdaxi was very smart and used all his wealth to buy a house left by a Russian businessman near Lubinfu Yamen as his new home.

The new year has not yet passed, and the value of the house has already increased.

When Zhao Chuanxin passed by, he saw Yang Sangda's pregnant wife working.

Yang Sangdaxi greeted Zhao Chuanxin: "Master Magistrate."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Yang Sangdaxi's wife's plain breasts and sighed with pity, "That's it. I'm afraid your child will have to cook and eat by himself when he is born, otherwise he will starve to death."

Yang Sangdaxi: "..."

Yao Jia was smoking outside the government office, puffing away smoke and stamping her feet to breathe.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he was wearing thin clothes, so he stepped forward and asked, "Why are you smoking outside?"

Yao Jia hugged her arms and trembled: "I don't know how Daniel's bunch of dogs built a house. It is obviously big but airtight. The smoke in the house is foul. General Manager Levi suggested that we go out to smoke. Damn, Yang Sanda Because my grandson is treacherous, he bought the best house nearby. I also have my eye on a house, but it's an onion-shaped building and it's very weird. I don't know if my niece can like it."

His niece is the daughter of his former business partner Lao Song.

Yao Jia was hanging out with others, but now she was calling her niece. She didn't know if she was deliberately role-playing for excitement.

"It's so shameless." Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of disdain, and then he said confidently: "A woman who loves me will never pick out the style of mansion I live in!"

"..." Yao Jia: "Ah...tui!"

The days returned to silence.

As the prefect, Zhao Chuanxin also had to work.

There are many people in the Lubin government office. The office of Daniel, the deputy general manager of the Dongqing Railway Company, was not only owned by Zhao Chuanxin.

To avoid the dilemma of the prefect working together with other public officials, Yang Sang-ah hired a carpenter to divide the large office into two parts with wooden cabinets and hollow wooden screens.

No one could be seen, but voices could be clearly heard inside and outside.

Zhao Chuanxin sat in front of his desk. He threw the thick pile of various official documents on the desk under the desk.

Xingyue controlled the puppet craftsman to read at his feet.

Zhao Chuanxin took out paper and pencils and designed a magnificent and peculiar building.

Xingyue told him that as long as he practiced frequently, the mud trowel gloves could be upgraded.

So Zhao Chuanxin plans to take time every month to fly to the sky and build a house in the desert.

He wanted to build one - a war college.

Xingyue said: Kailastuy needs to recruit more officials from the Bureau of Reclamation and to assign land to at least 30 households in the spring of next year.

Zhao Chuanxin kept writing and said: "Yes."

Under the desk, Xingyue wrote quickly with a pen, and then stamped it with Zhao Chuanxin's official seal.

Zhao Chuanxin had a headache looking at the format of the Qing government's official documents.

All official documents have their own rules and regulations.

Zhao Chuanxin's subordinate, the official document submitted to him was called - Consultation.

In fact, I just told Zhao Chuanxin: I am going to do this, please agree.

For example, the original text of the speech just now is: New Zealand Kailastuy urgently needs to add a civil official for the Bureau of Reclamation and two officials without tops and pens. This matter was announced on October 25 this year...

The public official who made the submission actually said it with a complaint, to the effect that I have already said it, and you don’t believe me. I will say it again now.

Xingyue told Zhao Chuanxin to omit these nonsense and go straight to the essence of the matter.

As long as Zhao Chuanxin said it was OK or not, he would stamp it if it was OK and reject it if it was not OK.

Xingyue also said: Regarding the people who migrated from abroad, they took the Dongqing Railway train and arrived in the Daxing-Anling Mountains. The local officials in Ba-Lin wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to collect mountain tax and tree planting tax. The Yamamoto tax comes from the loggers, and the tree tax comes from the people who buy the wood...

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even think about it: "No, no matter China or Russia, no matter businessmen or officials, if you want to log wood, you must go to the Government Commodity Bureau to issue an invoice. The timber factories along the Daxing-Anling inner section of the railway must issue an invoice if you want wood. It is illegal." Those who are involved shall be dealt with in accordance with the law. The same is true for the people in my territory, regardless of China and Russia..."

When he spoke, Xingyue took action.

Xingyue Writing and Stamping is more efficient in processing official documents.

Zhao Chuanxin did not delay doing other things.

This will be Zhao Chuanxin's daily life for a long time from now on.

Someone brought him tea, and he waved his hand: "Take it away."

The person serving the tea was puzzled.

Zhao Chuanxin was thirsty, so he took out an iron shelf, put the glass pot on it, started the Old God's Crucible Brand to boil, and made tea for himself.

This work continued until the afternoon, and the accumulated documents had been emptied.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted proudly: "Hi Yang Sangda, come here, take these official documents and distribute them."

Zhao Chuanxin went out a few days ago and disappeared without a trace, so he accumulated a lot of official documents.

Yang Sangdaxi didn't expect that he would finish all the approvals so quickly.

He doubtfully carried the official document and went out, opened it and looked at it, his eyes widening in surprise.

The handwriting is in standard Song style, which is not only neat but also has uniform line spacing and spacing.

They were all marked with fountain pens, but there was not a single typo.

It almost looks like it was printed.

Not only Yang Sangda was surprised, but also people in various departments were surprised.

Everyone was talking about it.

"How did the prefect do it?"

"The backlog has been so long, and the review was completed in half a day?"

Under everyone's astonished gazes, Zhao Chuanxin walked out in a swaggering manner, encouraging everyone he met: "Don't fish, even the donkeys in Maozi Mill dare not rest like you!"

"Which unit of yours works so carelessly?"

"Youth has no price, gossiping in front of the prefect, you don't want the year-end bonus, do you?"

Everyone's faces turned red and their necks were thick after being squeezed by him.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back and Shi Shiran left the government office.

Looking up at the sky, I found that the sky was clear and blue.

On the snow, a group of fat chickens belonging to an unknown family were standing alone.

They always put one foot on the ground, raise the other chicken foot, hide it in the feathers to keep warm, and then switch to another foot after a while. Just watching it makes people feel very miserable.

When I see someone passing by, I don't want to hide even if it's cold.

Zhao Chuanxin clasped his hands behind his back and looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's snowing lightly and there is no snow, and the wheat and barley grains are about to shrivel."

Yes, today is the Xiaoxue solar term.

The Gray Ax soldiers on guard quickly praised him: "The prefect has good poems."

Zhao Chuanxin: "Bah, you flatterer!"

Soldier:"……"

After drinking the Naxin potion, Zhao Chuanxin felt that his body was clear and his lungs would feel strong stimulation when he smoked.

Breathing in the cool air outside felt like I had breathed mint in my stomach.

He walked towards the West Bridge, preparing to find a deserted place to conduct daily training at Xingyue's request.

But he met Yao Bing halfway.

Yao Bing pulled his sledge with a glass canopy and whizzed past with a group of snot babies.

They didn't see Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his young apprentice from a distance, and suddenly thought of that dog named Haishan and Tao Ke Taohu.

Of course, behind them there is Tsarist Russia who keeps making small moves.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered, took out the lightsaber, and said to you guys, don't worry, I will make you walk around without food...