mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 584 East Sea Dragon King Zhao Chuanxin

The lobby manager's body fell forward, and his back was covered in dense blood holes.

The number of projectiles is large, but their power is not as good as that of a rifle.

The manager of the lobby was fatally injured. He couldn't die for a while. He crawled on the ground, drawing a line of blood, and had a strong desire to survive.

Zhao Chuanxin put a shotgun on top of it, so that the Winchester M1897 can keep 5+1 rounds of ammunition at any time.

He walked into the front desk on his own, opened the drawer to search for the key, and found three rooms next to each other on the top floor: "Come on, let's go up."

Zhao Yixian looked out the door furtively: "Shenxian Zhao, we really won't be in trouble like this?"

"Oh." Zhao Chuanxin looked at the lobby manager who was gradually immobile, and his face changed: "It's really troublesome."

Zhao Yixian clamped his legs tightly, looking ready to run away at any time: "Then run quickly?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "In this way, no one will dare to deliver food to us, so we have to go to the restaurant to eat at night, which is really troublesome. Hey, let's go."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

There was gunfire in the lobby on the first floor, and someone went downstairs to check.

Passing by Zhao Chuanxin and others who were going to the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin nodded with a polite smile.

Zhao Yixian saw everything in his eyes, which made him feel very strange.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin smoothed out the wrinkles of his coat before entering the door.

Glaring at the waiter: "What the hell are you waiting for when you open the door?"

The waiter didn't know his background, but he didn't delay, and hurried to help open the door.

Seeing that the dry rice was about to enter, the waiter still said: "Sir, dogs are not allowed inside."

Ganfan bared his teeth at him: "Zr..."

waiter:"……"

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette, pulled the waiter away casually, gave the waiter a hard look, and followed him in.

Maybe it was almost lunch time and there were quite a lot of people.

It looks like it can accommodate three to four hundred people, which is very large.

Zhao Chuanxin found a seat and sat down. At the next table sat two Chinese, two Yankees, one British, and one Japanese.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them and snapped his fingers. The waiter ran over and said in English, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Speak Chinese." Zhao Chuanxin emphasized: "Bring the menu."

The waiter's face was a little stiff, and he took out the menu behind him: "Okay, sir."

He still speaks English.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped his backhand with a big mouth: "I asked you to speak Chinese, don't you understand?"

The waiter was stunned by the beating, covered his face and looked at him aggrievedly, but this time he used Chinese: "Sir, everyone here speaks English."

The British guy at the table next to him looked up and said dissatisfiedly, "Stop your rude behavior immediately."

Zhao Chuanxin's rebellious face flickered in the smoke: "None of your business?"

Everyone at that table looked at Zhao Chuanxin in unison.

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid: "What the hell are you looking at?"

A table of people shook their heads and turned their heads to ignore him.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the menu: "Baked mandarin fish, wasabi steak, duck gizzard confit, grilled salmon fillet, French stewed oxtail and beef bone marrow, black truffle..."

Zhao Chuanxin ordered more than a dozen dishes and said, "Two servings of each."

The waiter yelled at the bumpkin in his heart, but he could only smile on the surface: "Sir, Western food is all about appetizers, assorted salads, mixed lettuce, foie gras, grilled snails..."

"Open your mother's head, roll, roll, can you teach me what to eat?"

The waiter remembered it well and left in a hurry with the slap marks on his face.

Zhao Yixian felt a little ashamed.

People around looked at them with weird eyes.

Although he has never been to such an occasion, but the so-called do as the Romans do, since he went to a western restaurant, he naturally had to follow the rules of western food.

But obviously he didn't dare to say this to Zhao Chuanxin, and he might cut off his arm with an axe.

He had no doubts about it.

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: "Master, these dishes are not as good as your cooking."

"Make do with food, who cooks when there is ready-made food? At least there is no technology and hard work now, right?"

This is the voice of Zhao Chuanxin.

At this time, at the table next to it, the Chinese with Chinese characters said: "Since the import of opium for more than [-] years, I have died of addiction, abstinence, and life-saving. Counting in trillions and trillions, smoking is banned and the dead will not die. Smoking ban is imperative."

The Yankee also nodded in praise: "On behalf of Mr. Roosevelt, I agree with this point of view. At present, if we want to eradicate the foundation of opium, there are two major problems. One is the problem of opium in all countries in the world, and the other is the problem of opium in the Qing Empire."

After speaking, he looked at the Japanese.

The Japanese's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the British guy out of the corner of his eye, but kept silent.

In fact, he really wanted to say he agreed, but Japan and Britain flirted with each other, so it was not easy to refute face on the spot.

Why did the United States and Japan agree with the Qing government's ban on smoking?

In the United States, because of the mainland and the Philippines, some opium-addicted Chinese have brought an irreversible atmosphere. More and more people smoke opium, and they have to be controlled.

The Yankee on the table was called Brent, the bishop of the American congregation in the Philippines.

He found that there were too many opium smokers in the Philippines, so he sent a telegram to Da Luo to discuss the smoking ban.

Da Luo readily agreed.

And why do the Japanese agree?

It was not because of their good intentions, but after the signing of the "Treaty of Shimonoseki", opium flooded in some areas they invaded.

This is also mainly the result of the hard work of the two Chinese on the table. The one with a Chinese face is called Tang Guoan, who is now an alternate head of the Qing court's Ministry of Foreign Affairs.The other is Yan Huiqing.

Tang Guoan is the second group of children studying in the United States, a group of pioneers who went abroad to broaden their horizons and then came back to serve the motherland.

The two approached Brent to organize an anti-smoking meeting.

Although Tahara, the representative of Japan, didn't speak, but everyone had a clear mind, and they couldn't help but look at Xie Lishan, the representative of the United Kingdom.

Xie Lishan is the Chinese translation of the name "Alexander" at this time, which is easier to remember than Alexander.

Xie Lishan frowned.

To put it bluntly, the smoking ban was actually mainly aimed at the United Kingdom. They mainly used opium as a trade commodity to export to China, causing a large amount of silver to flow out of the Qing court.

What did the Qing court do to resist this outflow?
Well, then I will vigorously develop opium myself, producing and selling it myself.

I am more ruthless to myself, so I ask you if you are afraid?
Not to mention, Britain is indeed very confused. The large amount of opium in their Indian colonies is difficult to dump to China. What about the rest?
Indians are also ruthless, and they also play homegrown products, and their own people start smoking.

In turn, many British people also started smoking.

In fact, the British also found that things were too serious to be controlled.

However, it is still difficult for the Queen of England to let go of her opium interests.

Xie Lishan frowned and said: "The queen of our country once said that - the trade between the two countries, what the monarch and the subjects get is not a loss, but a great benefit. This kind of exchange can promote love and trade, and should not be banned."

Brazen.

The people present looked at each other in blank dismay.

Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox, why are you still playing Liaozhai here?
Without waiting for the people here to speak, a tall man suddenly pulled a chair and sat beside him, and said in English with a smile, "Is your queen an idiot?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Xie Lishan was furious.

Zhao Chuanxin was rude to him just now, but he didn't care.

But at this time, Zhao Chuanxin spoke disrespectfully to the Queen of England, and Xie Lishan couldn't bear it.

He slammed the table: "What did you say? How dare you insult the queen?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, yes, humiliate her profusely."

Beside Xie Lishan's chair stood a civilized staff.

He picked up the civilized stick and slashed at Zhao Chuanxin's pocket.

It's a pity that Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand casually, held the civilized staff, and snatched it with a little force.

He drew back with his backhand, and hit Xie Lishan firmly on the cheek.

Snapped……

The civilized stick was actually broken, which shows how ruthless this blow was.

Xie Lishan was old, his teeth were already loose, so he was whipped like this, good guy, half of his teeth fell out.

Tahara stood up abruptly, lifted his suit, had a holster around his waist, and a Meiji 26-style runner tied by a rope. He just wanted to touch the gun...

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the throwing axe.

"Ah..." Tian Yuan screamed.

Tang Guoan stood up suddenly, but he was a little at a loss.

He shouted suddenly: "Wait, sir, I have something to say, we are discussing smoking ban today..."

Zhao Chuanxin got up and leaned forward, pulled the ax out of Tian Yuan's arm, bared his teeth and said, "If you talk about it, you can talk about it. What can you do? If you draw a gun in front of me, you deserve it."

Tian Yuan screamed again.

Now I can't draw a gun.

Tang Guoan's scalp was numb: "Sir, who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin sat back and said with a sneer: "I am Zhao Chuanxin."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire restaurant fell silent.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped the blood from the ax blade on Brent's suit.

Yankee Bren didn't dare to move.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at Xie Lishan with an ax in his hand and said, "Go back and send a telegram to your queen. There is no need to hold any meetings. From now on, no matter whether there are merchant ships or cargo ships in Britain, as long as you bring a piece of smoke to China, I, Zhao Passing the salary will chisel all the ships."

hiss……

There are famous people from all over the world in the restaurant.

Hearing Zhao Chuanxin's words, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Others say that everyone does not believe it.

But Zhao Chuanxin's words can't be followed. Four ships just sank on the Huangpu River. This is no joke.

Half of Xie Lishan's face was red and swollen, he hesitated, pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Our British Empire claims that the sun never sets, and there are warships like forests. You are nothing but brave, how can you fight against our British army of one million?"

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "I know you have a lot of ships in the UK, and you also have a lot of dogs of the British devils. But you remember, the seas around the land of China are not your British seas, nor Japanese seas, nor big powers. The sea is the sea of ​​my Zhao Chuanxin, and I am the Dragon King of the East China Sea! If your queen offends me, I will go to your Atlantic Ocean and become the Dragon King of the West Sea!"

Xie Lishan understood.

Obeying the rules, Zhao Chuanxin only looked after the coast of the Qing Empire.

If you don't obey the rules, Zhao Chuanxin will go to the waters of the British Empire to call for wind and rain, chiseling and overturning all their ships!
At this time, Xie Lishan was not the only one who changed his expression.

Regardless of business and politics in European countries, who is not afraid of this?
The United States has carried out salvage operations, claiming that there was a huge cut on the sunken ship, and the airtight cabin was not working, which caused the ship to sink.

They already knew how Zhao Chuanxin scuttled the warship, but they were still hard to guard against, because they didn't know how Zhao Chuanxin did it, what tools or weapons he used.

This is terrible.

According to the statistics given by the United States, in a battleship queue, Zhao Chuanxin’s average speed of scuttling a warship is about 4 minutes, because his speed at sea is too fast. At this time, there is no means of transportation that can match it. Can't stop him.

If Zhao Chuanxin wanted to scuttle the main ship of the entire Great White Fleet, it would only take an hour.

this is too scary.

Zhao Chuanxin got up, came to a foreigner, and put his hand on his shoulder.

The foreigner's body was stiff and dripping with cold sweat.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "Which country are you from?"

The foreigner replied honestly: "Mr. Zhao, I am Dutch."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin moved his hand away in embarrassment but politely: "Holland, remember to live an honest life. I think your queen must agree with me."

　A reader kept leaving comments under chapter 581, talking about Western pseudo-history.I politely and politely deleted his comment, he continued to comment, and then I deleted it again.

　　Saying too much hurts feelings, just say a few words.

　　In view of the fact that people have always complained about me bringing private goods, I wrote that paragraph in a teasing tone, and Captain Zhao teased his apprentice. No matter what your opinion is, you should not be serious.

　　Because this is not even counted as carrying private goods, it is just a joke.

　　Going above and beyond is too much.

　　I have written 200 million books. Everyone can see the gap between the Qing Empire and the great powers at that time, right?

　　Do you think that this gap was suddenly opened by the great powers relying on epiphany?

　　Did the great powers suddenly awaken without any foundation?

　　I've seen people get rich overnight, but I haven't seen anyone become rich overnight.

　　My level is limited, that's all I know.If you insist on denying everything, then OK, you are right.

　　Let's stop at the end, don't hurt the deep feeling between the author and the readers that can't be parted until the end of the day, don't continue the relevant comments and keep the rhythm, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)