mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 285 Decompression, happiness is comfort
As the little eunuch said, he reached out and pushed the wardrobe away.

The underside of the wardrobe has more residual sand.

And there's a hole in the wall.

This hole is like a stone hole growing on a brick wall, abrupt but integrated.

Inside is a telegraph machine.

Li Xi patted his chest: "It's right to keep him for a night, and the money is not in vain after all. By the way, what about others?"

The little eunuch said: "Mr. Zhao is on top of us."

Li Xi looked up, but there was nothing.

The little eunuch pointed to the top of his head: "It's on the tile."

With that said, he took Li Xi outside.

"Mr. Zhao, Hirobumi Ito has left."

Hearing the crisp crashing sound of the tiles above his head, Zhao Chuanxin landed gracefully and elegantly.

"I wanted to kill Ito Hirobumi for you just now, but the little eunuch stopped me."

Li Xi felt that Zhao Chuanxin's landing posture was very appreciative, but he didn't know how he came down slowly like a fallen leaf.

But when he heard Zhao Chuanxin's words, he was taken aback: "It must not be done, it will be troublesome!"

Then he glanced at the little eunuch appreciatively.

If Zhao Chuanxin killed Ito Hirobumi in the Qingyun Palace, then Li Xi would have a big event today.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled indifferently: "Hehe, don't be excited, don't be excited. It's the same when you go out and settle accounts with him."

As soon as the words were finished, the three of them saw a commotion at the Dahan Gate from a distance.

Zhao Chuanxin faintly heard several gunshots from outside the palace.

Li Xi's complexion changed, and he immediately thought like a frightened bird - did the Japanese kill them?
He is worried every day, fearing that he will fall into a place of doom, which will lead to neurasthenia and emotional sensitivity.

Not long after, some guards came running from a distance.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Okay, I'll go back to the roof and hide again."

Saying that, he mobilized the Azure Phantom Armor and leaped onto the roof again.

Before Li Xi marveled at Zhao Chuanxin's ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, the guards had already arrived.

"Your Majesty, someone is outside assassinating Commander Ito."

Li Xi and the little eunuch were stunned.

The two of them raised their heads almost at the same time, and the guard also raised his head in wonder.

It is said that someone outside assassinated Ito Hirobumi, what are these two looking up for?
Of course they saw nothing.

Li Xi raised his head subconsciously, and felt that something was wrong, so he quickly changed the subject: "How is Inspector Ito? Is he all right?"

The guard shook his head: "Inspector Ito was lying in a pool of blood, shot in the chest and abdomen, life and death are unknown."

Li Xi almost cheered.

But immediately he thought about it: if Ito Hirobumi died outside the palace, would the Japanese think that this matter had something to do with him?Will you come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?

He hurriedly asked, "Have you caught the murderer?"

"No, these people came prepared. The two shot at the same time. After they succeeded, they didn't wait to see if Inspector Ito was dead. They just left."

"Understood, go and pay close attention to the physical condition of Inspector Ito. Hey, how did this tragedy happen? Heh heh...cough cough..."

When the guard left, Zhao Chuanxin jumped down again.

Li Xi strode forward: "Tell me, is this someone you arranged?"

Zhao Chuanxin heard it really brightly from the roof.

He secretly thought that this group of people did things simply and neatly, and their style was very similar to his, Mr. Zhao. They were a very professional construction team... no, they were professional funeral service personnel.

"This, is it unlikely?"

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes and said ambiguously.

He promised Li Xi before that he would kill Hirobumi Ito.

Now being cut off, if you directly deny that you did it yourself.

Then Li Xi can't ask him for money?

But it’s not okay to admit it casually, this matter is very big, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and sooner or later some rumors will be exposed.

Seeing his evasive words, Li Xi said self-righteously, "Hey, you should wait until Hirobumi Ito walks away."

Zhao Chuanxin coughed: "Yes, I thought so too. I originally planned to go directly to the Japanese Supervisor's Office to pick up his head."

He didn't admit it, but he still didn't deny it.

And it was true, he had thought so before.

Hearing this, Li Xi sighed heavily again.

Things have happened, and it's hard to get over the water.

He had no choice but to say: "Since the first two things have been completed, you can take Li Xiangxi back to Daqing."

All of Zhao Chuanxin's established plans, whether intentional or unintentional, have been completed so far.

He blinked: "Okay, let's go."

"..."

Li Xi suddenly felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell.

As for the little eunuch, as a bystander, he could see more clearly.

Zhao Chuanxin's expression and body movements did not seem to be telling the truth.

But at this time, the little eunuch is determined not to talk too much.

It seems that Mr. Zhao has a bad temper.

Something happened here, Zhao Chuanxin climbed over the wall and left Qingyun Palace from the back of Jingguanxuan.

He was also curious about who assassinated Ito Hirobumi.

However, things will come to light sooner or later.

It's better to slip away before Li Xi discovers the truth.

Two days later, Zhao Chuanxin took Li Xiangxi to Jimulpo.

In Seoul, it is well known that Ito Hirobumi was assassinated outside the gate of Qingyun Palace.

Ito Hirobumi was rescued by the hospital, but he could not be rescued because of a broken spleen, and finally died.

Many people lit firecrackers to celebrate the good news.

Many people pretended that the writer had a happy event, decorated with lanterns and streamers, and tied red paper on the forbidden rope at the gate.

If someone asks: "What is the meaning of tying red paper on the forbidden rope?"

That person will reply: "When the vicious person dies, the dead soul will continue to cause harm to the world, and red paper must be used to ward off evil spirits."

It is said that Yoshimichi Hasegawa was very angry. It is said that the Emperor of Japan personally mourned for Hirobumi Ito. It is said that Seoul is carrying out the work of arresting mobs throughout the city...

This world is like Shengxuan, where news is ink.

Even if the ink doesn't want to move, Shengxuan will actively absorb and smudge the ink away.

The speed at which the news spread seemed to be faster than the speed at which Zhao Chuanxin and Li Xiangxie were on their way.

Zhao Chuanxin and Li Xiangxi arrived at Jimulpo.

Looking at the still bustling streets, Zhao Chuanxin said, "The food in Jimulpo is good. Let's go, Lao Li, and I'll take you to eat grilled salmon, scallion pancakes and ramen."

At the beginning, Zhao Chuanxin slapped Li Xiangxi in the Shizuo Temple.

This stuff has always been on my mind.

Along the way, they didn't pay much attention to Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing his sullen face, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Look at you, you can't get over that little thing at the beginning? I don't take it to heart at all. Can't you be more magnanimous like me?"

Li Xiangxi finally couldn't hold back: "It's really unreasonable. You slapped me, why did you take it to heart? How can you be generous?"

Zhao Chuanxin's face was serious: "You can't say it like this, let me ask you, how did the name of the God of War spread?"

"It's not a good reputation to kill someone."

Zhao Chuanxin automatically ignored the second half of his sentence: "That's right, just my short temper, when you offended me, I didn't kill you, but just slapped you. You know this is a big deal for God of War. What kind of insult to personality? What kind of injury? But look at me, I don’t care about it now.”

"..." Li Xiangxi was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time, and finally he just squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Lao Li." Zhao Chuanxin smiled again, and took him by the arm to the grilled salmon stand: "Pick me the three biggest pieces of meat and roast them."

The whole salmon is about 60 centimeters, which is not too small.

Li Xiangxi didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Chuanxin at first, but when he asked for the largest three yuan, he couldn't help dissuading him: "I can't finish it."

"What do you mean? You want to eat too? I thought you were full. Ma'am, give me another small piece for my friend."

"..."

This is a husband and wife stall, all Japanese.

My husband is bald, so I don't worry about losing my hair on the food.

The wife is quite fair, except for her small and narrow eyes, she can be considered beautiful.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help talking: "Miss Boss, be careful, the oil has collapsed to the chest. I like to be clean and hate this. Let me wipe it for you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

The boss was startled, and hurriedly jumped in front of his wife, blocking Zhao Chuanxin's movements.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I instinctively, I couldn't hold back."

The Japanese couple couldn't understand Chinese and just stared at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin switched to English again: "I didn't mean it, sorry sorry."

The two were skeptical, but they were relaxed.

Li Xiangxi was dumbfounded, and then said with contempt: "It's really an insult to gentleness."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously, and asked again: "Miss Boss, are you married? How about treating you to a meal?"

Li Xiangxi began to feel uncomfortable, and really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

The proprietress could barely understand English, but the Japanese man couldn't.

The proprietress bit her lip, shyly buried her head even lower, and didn't answer.

I don't know if I'm worried about my husband misunderstanding, or something else.

Li Xiangxiu gave Zhao Chuanxin a hand: "What are you doing? Don't make trouble for nothing! The man is right next to him. If you flirt with me like this, don't you worry that he will beat you up?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head seriously: "Don't worry."

Li Xiangxi suddenly remembered something.

Looking at the 1.5-meter-high Japanese man, he said indignantly, "No one bullies people like you."

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "Hehe, Li Xi also told Ito Hirobumi that he would not bully people like this. Do you see how Ito Hirobumi treated him? Do you know how to make progress? I am nothing compared to the Japanese."

"It's not the same thing."

"Stupid, if there are only two kinds of people in the world, one is the bully and the other is the bullied. I must be the bully, and you must be the bullied."

"..."

The proprietress is really quiet, with that kind of temperament that makes people want to be trampled.

With her slender and beautiful hands, she took a brush and spread a layer of Japanese sweet soy sauce on the salmon, then lemon juice, and finally a layer of Korean hot sauce.

Flip over and continue doing this.

Careful and earnest, but from time to time carefully looked at Zhao Chuanxin from the corner of his eye.

Zhao Chuanxin was watching with great interest, and the owner of the scallion pancake stall next to him was Korean, talking to customers.

They speak Korean:
"Have you heard? Ito Hirobumi was assassinated by the god of war Zhao Chuanxin."

"What? Who said that?"

"Who else said that? This matter has already spread. It is said that in addition to forming the God of War team, God of War also established a Thunder Sect. God of War is the first leader. Then Hirobumi Ito was sent by Zhao Chuanxin to kill him."

"What is Thunder Sect?"

"On that day, the deputy leader Li Xiuji summoned the sky thunder and killed the national traitor Li Wanyong. Zhao Chuanxin, the god of war, also has the ability to summon thunder..."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand, but Li Xiangxi did.

His eyes widened: "You killed Ito Hirobumi?"

"what?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know why he suddenly said this.

Li Xiangxi repeated the conversation of the person next to him.

Zhao Chuanxin also stared round his eyes.

"The Li Xiuji of the dog day, so it turned out to be him?"

Zhao Chuanxin was secretly startled.

In just two or three days, Li Xiuji was able to do so many things?What kind of thunder sect was also formed, which sounds awesome.

The most important thing is that he leads people to kill with one hit, and his efficiency is ridiculously high.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the Axis country of the universe, and it is born with evil factors.

As for putting this shit bowl on his head, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't care.

Looking around, he had too many enemies to count.

Besides, it's an honor, isn't it?
Maybe it will be in the history books.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chuanxin smiled and went to the scallion pancake stand next to him: "Boss, spread out three pancakes for me to celebrate."

As he spoke, he made a "three" gesture.

The boss took the money and gave the change with a smile.

When the cake was ready, Zhao Chuanxin asked the boss to make a separate cake.

He took the cake and handed it to the proprietress: "Here, we have agreed to treat you to dinner."

The proprietress Xia Fei's cheeks didn't want to pick it up.

But Lao Zhao just kept holding it up, and the proprietress secretly glanced at her man with a suspicious look, and the tea stall owner next to him gave a mocking look.

She was tormented by all kinds of eyes, and eager to get rid of it, she quickly took it and bowed slightly to Zhao Chuanxin: "Thank you."

When she lowered her head, her neckline was a little open, Zhao Chuanxin glanced at it, and grinned happily.

Li Xiangxi, a moral gentleman, said bitterly beside him: "You are as shameless as Gao Yanei in "Water Margin"."

"Gao Yanei counts, and everyone still says that I, Ximen, celebrate the Five Jue."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin took the baked salmon handed over by the proprietress, took the opportunity to touch his little hand, and looked at the proprietress and returned it like a frightened deer.

Only then did he laugh out loud, and under the angry eyes of the boss, he proudly entered the nearby ramen restaurant.

Thinking of the shy and timid look of the Japanese lady boss, Li Xiangxi felt aggrieved: "I really can't figure it out, how could she show that kind of expression to you, it's really unreasonable."

"Hehe, are you sour?" Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips. "Remember, women like men with bad looks like me, not men with bad looks like you."

"you……"

Li Xiangxi was furious, but he looked up at Zhao Chuanxin, as if he couldn't beat him at all, so he said angrily, "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

If you want to eat grilled salmon, scallion pancakes and ramen at the same time, you have to act like Zhao Chuanxin.

I bought it outside and brought it into the ramen restaurant.

The clerk stepped forward, looked at the things in Zhao Chuanxin's hand, and reminded: "Guest officer, our store does not support take-away food."

Li Xiangxie had already sat down, but when he heard this, he got up again.

But seeing that Zhao Chuanxin didn't move, he opened the salmon, took a bite, chewed and said, "Okay, I got it, go and get me two bowls of ramen."

Shop clerk: "..."

Li Xiangxi: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and said in a bad tone: "Ba Ga, what are you doing in a daze? Ma Liu is going to make ramen, don't force me to get angry!"

The female clerk's face turned pale, she didn't dare to say more, turned around and walked towards the back kitchen with small steps.

At first Li Xiangxi felt ashamed, then he was angry, but now he has become a little helpless and used to it.

He sat back again, thinking in a broken jar: what should I do if I love it.

Zhao Chuanxun ate a piece of scallion pancake and a piece of grilled salmon.

Seeing that the ramen was not ready yet, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

The clerk, who smeared his face like a dead child, stepped forward again to meddle in his own business.

However, this time she spoke more tactfully.

She said, "Sir, well, American scientists say that smoking is bad for your health, it's bad for your health."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Zhao Chuanxin cautiously, for fear that he would get angry.

Li Xiangxi saw a sign hanging on the wall of the noodle restaurant, which read: No smoking.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the soot, looked serious, and nodded in agreement.

"Let me tell you this, people who smoke regularly have only one fate!" He pointed the clerk with his finger holding the cigarette, and then pointed himself:
"—Decompression, happiness, is comfortable!"

Grass……

Li Xiangxi flashed his old waist.

The clerk was dumbfounded.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled dismissively, and took a deep breath. His breath was long and powerful, and the smoke sprayed far away on the clerk's face.

The choking clerk coughed.

She reached out and fanned the air.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't force me to slap you at the happiest moment, why don't you get out of here?"

The clerk turned away in fright.

Li Xiangxi took a deep breath: "It's a bit machismo for you to do so."

Zhao Chuanxin threw the cigarette butt away: "Nonsense, I am a man, not fucking machismo, do I engage in machismo? Rabbitism? Or feminism? This is so fucking inexplicable, is there a club in my head? "

Li Xiangxi said angrily: "I mean, male chauvinism!"

"In this day and age, men are not aggressive. How can they defend their home and country? Don't tell me you go to sex every day, respect this and that, and self-castrate the male edges and corners. Is that a good idea? Hands on."

Li Xiangxi threw his chopsticks on the table: "I just can't understand how you bully women, what kind of hero are you?"

"Hehe, believe it or not, I haven't slept with any woman from my country in this era? Also, I think the Japanese should have trained you Koreans very well. You haven't fucked until now. Do you understand that no matter Japanese women or men, there is no such thing as an innocent person?"

Li Xiangxi really didn't quite understand, he argued: "War has nothing to do with women or people."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with pitiful eyes: "Do you think that the Japanese soldiers who invaded Korea were soldiers for generations? None of them came from the common people, right? Are you a fucking fool? If necessary, their Men are all recruited. The person who gives you ramen now may go to the battlefield to kill you tomorrow. Their women may be spies when they come out of this door, understand?"

Li Xiangxi was speechless after being sprayed.

In terms of combat effectiveness against the enemy, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't brag, and everyone nowadays is scum.

(End of this chapter)