mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 282 Your Majesty, Overjoyed
The sky is bright and the sun is in full view.

When Li Xiuji swore blood as an oath,
Actually, a ball of lightning appeared out of thin air.

The lightning flashed into Li Wanyong.

then,

Li Wanyong didn't even utter the slightest scream, and turned into a ball of pitch-black coke!

This……

The crowd was in an uproar.

Mori Taijiro was at a loss.

The Japanese soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

After all, this was not done by the common people, and it cannot be regarded as Li Xiuji's fault.

Maybe it has something to do with Li Xiuji, but Li Xiuji just swears to the sky.

There are many people who swear to the sky and hope that the traitor will die. Is it illegal to swear?
this fucking...

"The dog thief Li Wanyong was really struck to death by lightning!"

"It seems that Mr. Li is the chosen one!"

"My God, it turns out that there is really a punishment from God!"

The scene was silent for a long time,

All of a sudden, the crowd broke out in various exclamations.

at this moment,
Li Xiuji found that he was no longer just an idealist selling slogans.

Zhao Chuanxin, the God of War who is omnipotent and eye-opening to him, seems to have added a layer of "divinity" to the aura bestowed on him.

Just look at the people looking at him, and you will understand how fanatical their eyes are.

This is an extremely insane power, if not properly utilized, Li Xiuji believes that this power will destroy the world.

In the past, he might have been ecstatic, or addicted to it, or even believed it himself.

But now, he is only a part of the process, and he can more or less rationally view everything from the perspective of a bystander.

Thinking about this, he suddenly thought of what Zhao Chuanxin said to him not long ago: "Run away when you get a reputation, otherwise the Japanese will be vigilant and arrest you."

He was skeptical before, but now he fully understands.

I couldn't help but be surprised: Mr. Zhao really has the ability of ghosts and gods. Not only can he manipulate the sky thunder, but he can also think through the cause and effect for him.

When no one else could react, he hurriedly got into the crowd, and at the same time shouted: "Everyone run together, the Japanese may become angry and arrest us, run away."

These parade people, at this time, have already surrendered to Li Xiuji's admiration and obeyed him.

He said run, so run, that's right.

So thousands of people scattered.

Sentaijiro reacted.

Being able to be Ito Hirobumi's secretary is naturally not a job.

He immediately figured out that if this Li Xiuji was let go today, it would definitely be a disaster in the future according to this person's jealous nature.

"Quick, arrest Li Xiuji."

A group of Japanese soldiers stirred up, but did not move forward.

Because the scene is too chaotic.

Although the Japanese army was loaded with live ammunition, their numbers were not large.

It's just the number of people in a squadron. Facing thousands of people fleeing in all directions, trying to find out Li Xiuji who got in among them is like finding a needle in a haystack.

unless,

A Japanese soldier said: "Otherwise, let's shoot. When the machine gun fires, everyone will die."

Just shoot 90.00% of the people and it's much easier to find Lee Soo Ji among the rest.

Mori Taijiro shivered: "No."

Ferocity is brutal, but he must not stir up serious conflicts between the two countries, otherwise it will be detrimental to the rule of Korea by the Japanese Empire.

He jumped up and down anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.

In the other sedan chair, Mrs. Ren didn't dare to show her face.

After all, she and Li Wanyong did such scandalous things that they cannot be made public.

The more understated the better.

But when he heard that Li Wanyong was struck dead by lightning, the outside became chaotic again.

She couldn't bear it anymore, and opened the car curtain to take a look.

After seeing Li, who had turned into charred charcoal, he smelled the smell of barbecue in his nose, and immediately screamed.

Mori Taijiro didn't know how to be sympathetic to women, and he was already disturbed. Hearing her scream, he stepped forward to wrap his arms around her.

Snapped……

Mori Taijiro said coldly: "Baga, let me tell you to go down and accompany Li Wanyong!"

Now that he is dead, Li Wanyong is useless to Japan, and he can't continue to pretend to be respectful.

Ren Shi was slapped, and there were more slap marks on her fair cheeks. She immediately shut up, but tears rolled around her eyes.

The butler next to him, who felt that the sky was falling, still didn't forget to take another look at Mrs. Ren.

Xin said that after Li Wanyong's son Li Shengjiu committed suicide, he never saw Ren's cry so miserably.

When Mori Taijiro left, the butler stepped forward, squeezed out a few tears, and said to Ren Shi: "Master died tragically, he was struck to death by lightning. Young Madam, what are your plans for the future?"

Ren raised her head, and saw the housekeeper's eyes were burning, and her eyes wandered back and forth between her face and chest.

Then she bit her rosy lips: "I have a long life and lost too much support, now I really have no idea..."

The butler patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, as long as I have my breath, I will definitely protect the young lady."

As soon as the words were finished, a tall young man ran over.

This person unscrupulously went to lift the sedan chair curtain.

The housekeeper shouted: "Who are you? Who told you to lift the curtain of my young lady's sedan chair?"

As he said that, he wanted to step forward to stop him.

After all, I just said that I want to take care of others.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped his backhand, turned the butler's fan in a circle, and sat down on the ground.

"Drafting, let's make a lot of noise here, I want to see what the little widow looks like, it's none of your business?"

The butler was so beaten that he shook his head, loosened his teeth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ren's face paled in shock.

Then I found that this young man was really tall and handsome, with a face like a crown of jade, and a good skin.

So he became shy and shy again, and with the slap marks on his face, I really feel sorry for him.

But the man looked at her and looked her up and down: "It's just average, come on, let me touch it to see if it's real..."

As he spoke, he went up and down his hands.

Then he put down the car curtain in disappointment: "Sure enough, Bangzi has never eaten any good pork..."

In the astonished eyes of everyone, after spitting on Li Wanyong's body, Shi Shiran left.

Ren's: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin's curiosity is very strong.

In addition to being curious about the little widow who committed adultery with his father-in-law, he has always wanted to see what Du Lizi's eight wives looked like, and so far he has only seen one woman surnamed Wang.

His brain circuits are quite different from normal people.

This he admits.

For example, the era he belonged to should have been wise and open, but as a result, there are still many men who feel sour whenever the opposite sex they know finds a boyfriend or gets married.

When reading novels, it is unacceptable for a woman whom the protagonist has been in contact with to date someone else. Any woman who has been in contact with, teased, or flirted with is considered taboo.

I can't wait to drag all the women in the world home to shake off their seeds.

In fact, there is no need, Zhao Chuanxin can't leave his wine, sex and wealth, but he never falls in love with it.

From this, he speculated to himself that he was more like a monk than those bald donkeys in the Lotus Temple.

After satisfying his curiosity, Zhao Chuanxin went to look for Li Xiuji.

As a result, the goods did not know where to go.

He only guessed the process, not the ending.

The two didn't even agree on a place to meet next time.

After walking aimlessly in Seoul for a while, Zhao Chuanxin arrived near Qingyun Palace inexplicably.

Suddenly, there was a weak voice behind him: "Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked back, he was not tall, fair and beardless, and looked familiar.

He smelled of incense made of Chinese herbs, such as Angelica dahurica, mugwort leaves and cloves.

Zhao Chuanxin asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

The other party bent down slightly, with a respectful expression: "Mr. Zhao, I am a eunuch in the palace, serving His Majesty. You tied me up before."

"Oh..." Zhao Chuanxin drew a long voice: "It turned out to be you. What's the matter, have you become a vulgar eunuch instead of being a eunuch?"

The little eunuch smiled awkwardly, it was the first time someone used "returning to vulgarity" to describe an eunuch leaving the palace.

He said: "The Japanese guard His Majesty day and night, and I sneaked out to work for His Majesty."

Zhao Chuanxin remembered three things he promised Li Xi.

It's been a long time, and only one piece has been completed so far.

How embarrassing is this?
He hurriedly said politely: "Oh, then you are busy with your work, don't worry about me, I just walked here, and I'm leaving now."

"..." The little eunuch looked at the Japanese guards outside the palace gate, and said cautiously: "Mr. Zhao, can I take a step to speak?"

He didn't expect that Zhao Chuanxin would dare to hang around the Qingyun Palace after killing so many Japanese soldiers after being so bold.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he couldn't escape, so he said haha: "Okay, don't talk about borrowing one step, borrowing two steps is also negotiable."

The little eunuch said: "It's already noon, why don't you treat Mr. Zhao to a meal."

"Where are you talking? Can't I afford a meal?" Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and said proudly, "I'll treat you to a golden plate."

Jindongpan is the early bibimbap.

For those that are worse, just use whole grains, vegetables, and sauces, and mix them casually.

Better ones, add some meat, eggs and seafood.

In general, this thing is a bit unsightly, and it is the food of the poor.

Li Xi was not short of money, and the little eunuch beside him was naturally not short of money either.

The little eunuch didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'll ask Mr. Zhao to eat something better."

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated for a while: "Since you insist, then I have no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient."

The restaurant that the little eunuch found was much better than the one that Zhao Chuanxin went to by himself.

What kind of seafood dishes with mountain vegetables and sauced beef taste really good.

The little eunuch said: "Mr. Zhao, His Majesty, he was imprisoned by the Japanese."

"Oh, that's a pity."

Zhao Chuanxin munched on the beef, which was very chewy, and the more he chewed, the more delicious it became.

It's made from beef neck meat.

Onion, ginger, garlic, soy sauce, bean paste, white sugar, etc. are prepared into a sauce, and the sauce needs to be fermented.

After the fermentation is complete, soak the beef neck meat in it, and then take it out and bake it slowly to dry out the moisture.

Then stew and collect the juice.

Regardless of whether it is healthy or not, at least Zhao Chuanxin ate very happily.

Isn't this much better than bibimbap?

Seeing that he was unmoved, the little eunuch became a little anxious: "Mr. Zhao, Your Majesty ordered me to pass on the news to you, but I couldn't find a way to find you. You have to think of a way to save Your Majesty?" "

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip of kimchi soup: "How can I help? If he doesn't want to stay in the palace anymore, and wants to come out and lead the volunteers to fight the Japanese in person, then I can help, and it will be a matter of minutes."

The little eunuch was taken aback: "This is absolutely impossible, how can His Majesty put himself in danger?"

I want freedom, but I can't let go of wealth.

How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "What should I do then?"

The little eunuch was frowning, and he whispered furtively, "Mr. Zhao, for some reason, Ito Hirobumi knows His Majesty's every move, so he was imprisoned."

After Zhao Chuanxin thought about it for a while, he understood.

He said carelessly: "My elder brother Li Xi is also stupid."

The little lady listened to his rebellious remarks, but her cheeks twitched and she didn't dare to say more.

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Obviously, Ito Hirobumi has monitored the telegram of the palace. No matter what you say to the outside world, he can intercept your conversation."

This kind of stealing of information is very common in later generations, and even children can speak clearly and logically.

The input content of various input methods, various browsing records, all together = money.

The nickname is: big data - in fact, it's just fucking illegally stealing information.

But for Li Xi and the eunuch, it was too shocking.

"What? There is such a technology?"

The little eunuch turned pale with shock: "No wonder, Ito Hirobumi is familiar with His Majesty's every move, which makes His Majesty suspicious, suspecting that Japanese spies are all around him."

"I guess there must be spies. This kind of thing is hard to guard against."

The little eunuch asked anxiously, "Then what should we do?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while: "It's actually simple. Although the Japanese have monitored the telegraph system of the palace, if they just want to communicate with the outside world, they only need to pull a line. This line must be unknown to Hirobumi Ito. If you install a receiver somewhere outside, you will be able to receive the message. If the transmission is two-way, there must also be a typewriter, telegraph key and dry batteries outside."

Dry batteries have been around for a hundred years at this time, and the first dry battery was invented in 1800 by Alexander Volt.Not only does it support the operation of the telegraph, even most of the phones use dry batteries.

So in this era, in fact, some inherent conditions for the rapid development of science and technology have been met.

But the little eunuch didn't understand these things, he was confused.He asked again: "What if you want to connect to foreign countries?"

"It's a pig's head. Ito Hirobumi can't monitor the telegraph system of the entire Korea, so he only needs to send someone outside the palace to receive the news, and take the news to other places, such as Jemulpo, or Daegu, Busan, or even any place in Gyeonggi Province. Just send it to any town that has a telegram. No one knows that it was sent by Li Xi."

After the little lady listened to it, she really felt like clearing the clouds and seeing the fog.

Although these principles are simple, if there is no one to teach them, no matter how hard the little eunuch and Li Xi think about it, they will not be able to figure it out.

The little eunuch felt that reporting these news to His Majesty would surely make His Majesty so happy that he would not be able to sleep.

He asked excitedly: "Then how to pull a hidden wire?"

Of the two, only Zhao Chuanxin was eating.

The little eunuch seemed to have no appetite.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "It's best, there is a secret passage in the palace, and it is safer to pull a line from there."

The little eunuch pondered for a while, and his eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhao, do you still remember you and the Japanese princess... ahem, Jingguanxuan where you lived with her for one night?"

This kind of thing, a little eunuch like him seems a little hard to say.

"Fuck, you serve the emperor every day, doesn't he sleep with women? You have to keep it secret." Zhao Chuanxin didn't care. "That place looks nice from the outside, but the rooms inside are not very comfortable. Why do you mention this?"

The little eunuch's eyes lit up, he looked left and right, and then said in a low voice: "There is a secret road leading to the Russian mansion. It just so happens that His Majesty has been upset recently and often goes to Jingguanxuan to drink coffee for entertainment, and the Japanese will not doubt it. Please also trouble Mr. Zhao to help." (This secret way still exists today)
Zhao Chuanxin has never set up a telegraph, but the principle of that thing is too simple, even if he is a layman, he doesn't find it difficult.

So he agreed: "No problem, as long as it can cause trouble for the Japanese, then these are trivial matters. I just hope that your Majesty the Emperor will be more careful this time, and don't let Hirobumi Ito find out again."

"Mr. Zhao, please rest assured that the Japanese will not find out this time."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his waist and yawned greatly: "Your Majesty and I are good brothers who take each other with sincerity. But one yard is equal to one yard, and the wages still have to be charged. You let him watch Do it, just go to the inner bank and get a treasure for me."

"Ah this..."

Seeing his embarrassment, Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyes immediately: "What do you mean? Let me work for nothing? I am risking my head! How cruel are the Japanese? They are terrible. When I think of the ferocious faces of the Japanese , I was so afraid that I would die, I couldn’t do my job without money.”

The little eunuch was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Are the Japanese cruel, or you, the god of war, cruel?

The reputation of Zhao Chuanxin's meat grinder in Gulujiling has spread in Korea.

It is said that Japanese soldiers have already suffered from "phobia of Zhao".

The Japanese pig charge usually scares the opponent.

But under the sudden charge, Zhao Chuanxin was still killed by Zhao Chuanxin, and the Japanese had nothing to do to restrain Zhao Chuanxin.

So who is afraid of whom?

But the little eunuch dared to think or not to say it, he hurriedly said: "That can't be done, His Majesty will have something to say."

He was worried that Zhao Chuanxin would drop the pick, so he agreed directly for Li Xi.

After all, Li Xi occasionally supports volunteer activities outside, and the money is not counted.Zhao Chuanxin should not refuse such a big help.

"That's about the same. A treasure is already considered a friendship, and it can't be less."

"Yes, yes, definitely bring the words with you."

Zhao Chuanxin was very happy with this meal, which not only caused trouble for the Japanese, but also took on a "project".

In view of the fact that he took the money but was not active in his work, Zhao Chuanxin still hoped that Li Xi could settle the final payment of the project happily this time.

After the little eunuch paid for the meal, he said excitedly, "Mr. Zhao, I'm going back to announce the good news to His Majesty."

"If you go back like this, the Japanese will know there are ghosts at a glance." Zhao Chuanxin felt tired. Don't they understand how important acting skills are? "I'm really worthless, look at me, I'm about to make money, am I proud? Am I happy? Haha, obviously not, haha..."

"..."

Before the two went out, they whispered some details.

Although the little eunuch tried his best to suppress it, the excitement in his heart made him quicken his pace of returning to the palace.

When they arrived at Qingyun Palace, the little eunuch gave Li Xi a wink.

Both sides agreed, and Li Xi acted like a normal person, and pushed back the maids and eunuchs left and right.

When they left, the little eunuch knelt down: "Your Majesty, I am overjoyed..."

(End of this chapter)