mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1020 Dangerous Opponent

"What are you looking at me doing?"

Zhao Chuanxin asked without blushing at all.

Boyarkov pretended, "I'd rather fight."

Matsudaira Konyo and Sato Masayoshi looked at each other, and then exchanged glances with Boyarkov. The three of them actually communicated instantly with their eyes.

Matsudaira Kunyang said sarcastically: "I would rather fight."

Zhao Chuanxin was heartbroken: "You don't want to listen to advice, right?"

The three of them were speechless.

Are you qualified to say such things?
How many Japanese and Russians died at your hands?
Seeing the three people remained silent, Zhao Chuanxin was very frustrated and helpless and stretched out his hand: "Since you are unwilling to listen to the mediation, then fine, pay the fee, 5000 yen."

"what?"

The three of them questioned in unison.

"Are you deaf? Please pay the mediation fee, 5000 yen."

Kuroda Toshiyoshi swallowed his saliva and said, "Who, who will hand it over?"

Zhao Chuanxin grinned at him: "You asked me to do the peacekeeping, so of course you have to pay for it."

"I……"

He wanted to say something else, but Matsudaira Konyo gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, we'll pay. Boyarkov, I want you to pay 3,000 yen. Are you willing to agree?"

As he said this, he stared at Boyarkov fiercely.

Although Boyarkov has a bad temper, he is not stupid.

Matsudaira Konyo was threatening him. If he did not agree, he might have to agree to hand over the land on both sides of the Polano River Valley to the Peacekeeping Bureau.

His expression changed, and he finally decided: "Okay."

Zhao Chuanxin was also happy to get 5,000 yen. He cheerfully took out a portion of the money and paid the wages of several Japanese dock workers he hired. After letting them clean up the mess, he sent them away.

The representatives of Japan and Russia came down from the tower of the Peacekeeping Agency. They glared at each other and parted unhappily.

Zhao Chuanxin was sitting on a high tower, wearing sunglasses, but he could see the whole scene.

He came to the window, looked at the rough sea, and couldn't help but smile: "This matter is not over yet."

On the other side, Japan and Russia were also murmuring.

Matsudaira Kunyang asked: "Kuroda-kun, tell me the whole story. I think there is something fishy going on."

After Kuroda Toshiyoshi explained it, Matsudaira Kunyang secretly calculated the time and wondered, "The time doesn't match. Zhao Chuanxin shouldn't be going to the Polo-Nai River Valley so quickly."

Kuroda Toshiyoshi frowned and said, "You forgot that Zhao Chuanxin knows magic. It is said that he can travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles at night."

"According to what you said, we have to be careful in our investigation during this period and we can't let Zhao Chuanxin, this troublemaker, cause trouble."

"I think he just wants to extort money."

The Tsarist Russia had a similar reaction.

That night, the waves contained stars and the billows embraced the bright moon.

Zhao Chuanxin put on a shadow cloak and flashed to the Polonaise River Valley.

Speaking of Sakhalin Island, it is truly a treasure land.

Although the winter is bitterly cold, the summer is filled with fragrant orchids, rare herbs and flowers.

At night, insects chirp and frogs croak.

There were just too many mosquitoes by the river, which both the Japanese and Russian sides were troubled by.

They use folk remedies, such as burning mugwort and other herbs for fumigation, to achieve temporary peace.

The smoke was curling up, and no one wanted to get up and leave the smoky place.

"It's your turn to go on patrol."

"Isn't it your turn?"

Finally, someone stepped out and went on patrol.

This scene is repeated on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

Zhao Chuanxin was wearing a shadow cloak, but it was useless as mosquitoes don't rely on their eyes to bite living things.

A mosquito landed on his arm and tried to stick its mouthparts through the shadow cloak and the clothes underneath. Zhao Chuanxin had an extremely keen sense of touch, and he trembled his muscles to flick the mosquito away.

He listened to the sound and determined the location. He stretched out his finger from his cloak and flicked it. The mosquito broke its wings and legs and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, as long as I suck other people's blood, I have to leave a thigh for mosquitoes to come."

The patrolling Japanese soldier walked right by him but couldn't see him at all.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the mountain cannon, loaded the ammunition, calibrated the stars and the moon, and fired.

boom……

Zhao Chuanxin quickly reloaded and continued firing.

boom……

Then they flashed to the other side, came to the Russian artillery position that had been alarmed, and loaded and fired under the noses of the Russian artillery.

boom……

boom……

Both sides were confused.

Even if you have doubts in your heart, you must fight back now.

Tsarist Russia was worried that Japan would play tricks on him, and Japan was worried that Tsarist Russia would play for real.

After counting the casualties, both sides became even more angry.

"Beat, beat the damn Japs..."

"Maozi is looking for death..."

Without tracer bullets, all you could see were tongues of flame, dazzling artillery fire, the sound of gunfire, and occasionally one or two screams.

Without night vision goggles, it's all blind shooting.

A shell exploded near Zhao Chuanxin, who was startled and dodged the battlefield.

He headed north along the valley, all the way to Kirov-skoye, where he inserted a No. 23 copper eye into the roof of a timber processing plant.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly saw lights on downstairs and heard voices talking.

Out of curiosity, Zhao Chuanxin jumped off the roof wearing a shadow cloak and eavesdropped from outside the house.

"This is not a place for people to stay. It's freezing cold in the winter and the mosquitoes will eat you alive in the summer."

"It's true that I'm a prisoner, but I don't deserve this."

On Sakhalin Island, both the Japanese and Russians had small numbers of people, just like Tsarist Russia. Some of the island's residents were prisoners exiled from the Primorsky Krai, some were poor people who could not survive in Tsarist Russia, and some were soldiers.

They do the heaviest physical labor, and because of insufficient development and lagging infrastructure, they suffer from freezing winters and scorching summers, and the conditions are extremely harsh.

Even the poor people longed to return to the land.

This is a grievance meeting, and everyone is complaining that they can't survive.

Zhao Chuanxin looked inside and saw that the Russians inside had dark faces, were skinny, and had messy beards, which made Zhao Chuanxin suspect that there must be lice and other small animals crawling inside.

After listening for a long time, the message was that we were eager to leave Sakhalin Island and return to the land.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his shadow cloak and pushed the door open. "Everyone, listen to me."

He appeared suddenly, almost scaring people to jump up.

"You, who are you?"

"Qing people? No, he doesn't have queues."

These people looked at Zhao Chuanxin warily.

Zhao Chuanxin stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Do you want to leave here?"

"So what? You haven't told me your identity yet."

"If you want, go south. In the center of the island, in the Japanese Fukuko County, there is a new peacekeeping bureau. It is a neutral zone. Just go there, and you will be free."

The word freedom is distant and mysterious.

Very attractive.

"Haha, let's not talk about whether what you said is true or not. Even if it is true, how are we going to survive if we go there? We have a family to support, and it's a lean period right now. We have eaten up all the pickled vegetables we made last year..."

"The Peacekeeping Bureau is short of manpower. As long as you are willing to serve, there will be no shortage of fruits and vegetables. It is not impossible to have meat every day."

A bearded man rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid you want us to risk our lives?"

"Even if I die, it's better than living here without enough food and clothes, and living like an animal, right?" Zhao Chuanxin said as he lit a cigarette.

"But how do we know whether what you said is true or not?"

Zhao Chuanxin blew out a smoke ring and said, "How about this, tomorrow you can find out what's going on at the Peacekeeping Bureau and then make a decision. If you decide to leave, please bring more people with you, as the Peacekeeping Bureau is short of manpower."

Zhao Chuanxin has figured it out.

The southern part of the island was well developed by the Japanese, but the northern part was particularly desolate.

If sending our own troops to the island would be a suffering, it would be better to use Japanese and Russian livestock to carry out construction first, and then let our own people reap the benefits after the infrastructure is complete.

In Zhao Chuanxin's eyes, those who are not of my race are no different from animals, and they don't care about life or death. What's more, the Tsarist Russians even called their own people gray animals.

He judged from the expressions of these people that someone was tempted.

So he smiled slightly, retreated into the shadows, put on a shadow cloak and teleported to the Peacekeeping Bureau.

In the Paro-Nai River Valley, the battle between Japan and Russia was more intense than before.

After Zhao Chuanxin refreshed the Code of the Old Gods, they were still fighting. So he used the fragments of the Energy Fluctuation Convergence Rune and returned to the underground fortress of the White House Tavern in Quetshalan to sleep.

He took out his wireless mobile phone and just as he lay down, the phone rang.

"Zhao, is there still a signal in the underground bunker?"

He no longer understands how this thing works.

"I'm Zhao Chuanxin."

"Sir, I am Zhang Heyan."

Zhang Shouzeng's voice came from the microphone.

"Oh, but there's no harm in talking."

"Sir, Floss von, the British commissioner of the Hague Arms Limitation Commission, has requested that you attend a meeting in Hoeryeong, Korea."

Yao Jia's voice rang out on the microphone: "Sir, the merchants outside the pass are ready, hehe..."

He laughed maliciously.

Zhao Chuanxin also laughed: "Okay, what time is it?"

"Tomorrow morning at 1:15 pm, in the courtyard near Huining Bridge."

"Tell them I arrived on time."

Huining is a basin surrounded by mountains on all sides, located in North Hamgyong Province.

Because it is located on the border and the entire territory is along the river, it engages in trade through the Tumen River. It has developed rapidly in recent years and is quite prosperous.

There is a bridge connecting the two banks, made of wood but wide enough for vehicles to pass.

At the bridgehead, there is a large courtyard with white walls and green tiles, which was the one that escaped the net when Zhao Chuanxin swept across the country last time.

This meeting was held in this compound.

Representatives from the ten countries of Japan, Britain, Germany, Russia, Belgium, France, Austria-Hungary, Italy, Spain and Qing Dynasty took their seats. Frost von, the representative of the Arms Limitation Committee, was at the head of the group. Now they were waiting for the protagonist to arrive.

The representatives of Tsarist Russia participated in the meeting to sign the Treaty of Wushen and knew Zhao Chuanxin's character.

Seeing that Frost Feng had arranged Zhao Chuanxin to sit at the very bottom, he kindly reminded him, "Commissioner Feng, you'd better not arrange Zhao Chuanxin to sit there."

Frost von wondered, "Why?"

The people here represent various countries.

And Zhao Chuanxin can only represent himself. What's wrong with him being the next in line?
The Russian representative said: "The last time we arranged it this way, he kicked someone to death on the spot."

"Ah this..."

The others were fidgeting and moving their buttocks around.

"It's just a seat. In my opinion, let him sit at the top."

"Yes, there is no need to argue with Zhao Chuanxin. Everyone here is a gentleman, he is the only butcher, we have to respect our status."

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall." said Li Chang.

The Japanese representative, Army Minister Terauchi Masatake, said: "Not necessarily. Now there are ten countries. I don't believe Zhao Chuanxin dares to act recklessly."

Before Frost Feng could speak, a commotion came from outside the door: "How can this be absurd? This happened on our Korean soil, and we Koreans have no right to participate in the meeting?"

Terauchi Masayoshi's face changed drastically.

Frost Feng frowned: "Bring him in first."

The man who came in was not tall, with a big face, two mustaches on his lips, but thick eyebrows.

He struggled and said, "I am Li Fanjin, the envoy of the Korean Empire!"

Frost Feng looked at Terauchi Masaki, who had a gloomy expression on his face: "Who appointed you? Why didn't I know?"

South Korea is now controlled by Japan.

The people present found it entertaining to watch.

Li Fanjin sneered: "I am a minister of the Korean Empire, and you are a minister of Japan. Isn't it normal that you don't know?"

Some people snickered.

"You..." Terauchi Masayoshi said in a deep voice, "You are so sharp-tongued! South Korea is in danger, and it is our Great Empire of Japan that has come to our aid to turn the tide. You are such an ungrateful villain. I don't think you need to be an envoy anymore. Come on, drive him out..."

At this time, someone in the air said jokingly: "Don't rush to chase people away. Now that we are here, just join in the fun."

Everyone looked up in surprise and saw a tall man wearing a white short T-shirt, khaki straight-leg overalls, yellow-soled shoes with hemp and cowhide uppers, a high-crowned duckbill cap in a contrasting color with the shoes, sunglasses, and a thick black beard.

This person descended from the sky, floating down gracefully, looking very cool.

"It's Zhao Chuanxin..."

Zhao Chuanxin came to Li Fanjin and said, "You are the representative of South Korea, right? It's about adding a chair. Come here and get another chair."

Well, well, well, the outlaws have gathered together, right? And they have added a new leader.

Of course no one listened to Zhao Chuanxin, but everyone looked at Frost von.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

Even though Frost von represents the Arms Limitation Committee, it is pure nonsense to say that he is noble and fighting for world peace.

He didn't care about South Korea's sovereignty at all, nor did he take Lee Beom-jin seriously.

However, thinking about the content of today's meeting, he thought it would be better not to cause trouble, so he said with a sullen face: "Bring another chair."

Li Chang, who had just been trying to make his presence known, fell silent when Zhao Chuanxin dropped from the sky. He shrank his body away from the representatives of various countries, trying his best to avoid being seen by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the long table. Li Fanjin was arranged to sit at the last seat that originally belonged to him. He said, "Why don't I sit outside?"

Floss Feng: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin is the protagonist, how can it be appropriate to ask him to sit outside?
He turned his eyes, pointed to the position between Japan and Russia and said, "Make room for Mr. Zhao."

Terauchi Masayoshi was not convinced.

The representative of Tsarist Russia gave up his seat obediently.

At this time, the Governor-General of Korea was Sone Arasuke. After Ito Hirobumi had Zhao Chuanxin killed him, Sone Arasuke took over.

But this person was frightened by Zhao Chuanxin and was not very enthusiastic about annexing South Korea.

There are always people talking about him recently, and it is hard to say that there is no shadow of Deputy Governor-General Terauchi Masayoshi behind him.

This guy is a hardliner.

Zhao Chuanxin walked over cheerfully, and seeing that Terauchi Masayoshi refused to give up his seat, he put his hand on the back of his chair and said, "Hey, the committee member has spoken and you still don't give up your seat. You really have no manners."

Terauchi Masayoshi felt a strong force coming from the chair, and he stumbled: "Ouch..."

I almost fell down.

He tried to keep his balance, and the chair was pushed to the side.

He glared at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his cigar and then remembered that he had run out of it. He lit the cigarette and said to Terauchi Masayoshi in a nasty manner, "What are you looking at, little Japanese? If you look at me again, I'll dig your eyeballs out."

Terauchi Masayoshi's nose was almost smoking.

But if he faced Zhao Chuanxin alone, he would definitely be the one who suffered the loss. He could only swallow his anger and step aside.

Li Chang secretly observed Zhao Chuanxin and saw that this man came to a formal occasion but was dressed very casually and did not take the powerful countries seriously at all.

In terms of temperament, he seems a bit ruffian at first glance, but then he reveals murderous intent. It seems that he is not as simple as he seems on the surface.

It is said that this person is good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to be a rough and warrior, but in fact he is more cunning than a monkey when he is covered with hair.

Frost Feng was also dissatisfied with Zhao Chuanxin's casualness, so he snorted coldly: "Mr. Zhao, you should know that what you represent is not only yourself, but also our Arms Limitation Committee."

Zhao Chuanxin's face became serious. "Commissioner Feng is right. That's why I have been thinking about how to make the giant ship of world relations avoid reefs and sail through storms and waves. I am willing to make friends and partners with the whole world. My will and determination..."

Flos von was dumbfounded.

The powerful countries present were stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Terauchi Masayoshi and said, "As this devil said, when South Korea was in the most difficult time, Japan provided 'huge' help. I think they will deepen this help next year. Zhao regards peace as sunshine and air. He believes that the world will not survive without it. Therefore, he is willing to provide a little help to South Korea, such as here in Huining."

Terauchi Masaki's head was buzzing: "Korea already has enough help from the Great Japanese Empire. It doesn't need you."

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin said that Japan would "deepen" its assistance next year, which was obviously meaningful and surprised Terauchi Masayoshi.

How did he know?
Inferred?
This man is such a formidable opponent!

He suddenly thought of a trivial matter that should have been insignificant. Zhao Chuanxin published a picture album called "The Magician in the Late Qing Dynasty".

It is said that all the prophecies in this album have come true.

He did not believe that Zhao Chuanxin was good at fortune-telling, but he felt that Zhao Chuanxin was a man of deep scheming and unfathomable mind, who could infer the future based on the world situation.

Thinking of this, he even forgot that Zhao Chuanxin called him "devil".

Zhao Chuanxin said with a face full of anger: "Ghost, what are you talking about? I have repeatedly emphasized that we should help each other. I am just doing my best in Yanbian. Of course, if I can do it in the future, I will also help you."

Terauchi Masayoshi suddenly stood up.

On the one hand, he was angry that Zhao Chuanxin even called him a "devil", and on the other hand, he was deeply worried about the threats posed by Zhao Chuanxin.

He said angrily, "Zhao Chuanxin, what do you mean by this? What our Great Japanese Empire has done has been recognized by all the countries in the world, even the Americans. Do you want to risk the world's disapproval?"

At the beginning, the United States had to recognize Japan's colonial behavior in Korea for the sake of their interests in the Philippines.

Tsarist Russia also recognized it after signing a series of secret agreements with Japan.

Zhao Chuanxin had a look on his face that said you can't afford to play with me: "What a mess you are. Why are you so anxious? This is a large international conference. You need to stay calm and have the tolerance of a small country."

Terauchi Masaki's nose was crooked with anger: "You..."

Frost Feng coughed and interrupted coldly: "Zhao Chuanxin, you should be careful when speaking. As you said, this is a meeting of ten countries..."

(End of this chapter)