mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 586 Be polite to international friends

It is said that Jamieson sent the telegram to the UK when Zhao Chuanxin was having dinner. Because of the seven-hour time difference, the UK was probably still awake when the incident happened.

The first news that the Marquis Laurena heard when he woke up was the bad news.

He was so angry that he smashed the exquisite porcelain cup of morning tea into pieces: "Tell Zhe Meisen, the empire on which the sun never sets is not afraid of falling behind the poor Qing Empire, and not afraid of Zhao Chuanxin, the butcher of the Far East. It's a big deal..."

The newly hired butler reminded: "Marquis, there is nothing terrible about the Qing Empire, but Zhao Chuanxin is notoriously cruel and cunning, so we must guard against it. Once, he said that he would call Roosevelt's house. It is said that Roosevelt could not sleep at night. , waiting for the next attack. It can be seen that Zhao Chuanxin is as difficult to deal with as the rumors."

Lawner: "Hmph, just him? What is he? It's just a rumor.

Tell Jamieson I don't agree with this. "

It wasn't just Laurena who disagreed, but other shareholders as well.

You can understand it if you think about it. Who is willing to give up the fat on his lips?
Jamison was the only one standing in front, and the dead couldn't die on their heads.

Jamieson waved his hands dejectedly after receiving the news from various shareholders, and told his followers: "Prepare paper and pen, I want to write a suicide note."

Follower: "..."

No one else knew, but Zhe Meisen witnessed Zhao Chuanxin's brutality with his own eyes.

……

After Zhao Chuanxin finished his meal, Tang Guoan volunteered and said, "Mr. Zhao, I will be your scout and spy first."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and declined politely: "At this time, those who go out first are likely to be plotted against by black guns. Wait until I leave before going out."

Tang Guoan was moved: "Mr. Zhao is a gentleman."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "Who are you scolding?"

Tang Guoan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Mr. Zhao is a man of temperament."

Zhao Chuanxin got up, came to the door, waved, the smart gyroscope flew out, and flew back holding the coat.

Putting on his overcoat, Zhao Chuanxin stepped on the seal to catch the corpse of the cavalry patrol and went out in style.

When Tang Guoan saw him, he suddenly felt a surge of emotion. Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's back, he said with emotion: "The bravery is different, the electric shock is thunderous, the horses are drinking Europe and the United States, and the sound is shaking Huayi! A man should be like this!"

After feeling for a long time, I didn't hear the sound of guns and guns outside.

Tang Guoan came to the door, covered his nose and frowned and pushed the door out, but there was no one outside.

When he came to the lobby, Fang saw the British soldiers who were in a dilemma at the door.

Tang Guoan was stunned. The might of the God of War scared them too much to go in.

Someone stepped forward and asked Tang Guoan, "Where is Zhao Chuanxin?"

Tang Guoan said truthfully: "If you have never met, I am afraid that you have already gone upstairs to rest at this time."

"..."

Good guy, kill and set fire to eat and sleep, nothing will be delayed, right?

Therefore, the group of heroic soldiers dared to enter and had to collect the corpse first.

Tang Guoan approached a British officer and asked, "What do you intend to do?"

The officer's face was full of gloom: "I don't know..."

Tang Guoan couldn't laugh or cry.

……

Zhao Chuanxin took his apprentice, Zhao Yixian and Ganfan to the top floor and found his room.

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin's footsteps paused: "I just finished eating, don't you practice?"

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the stairs: "Okay then, let's go to the roof."

He followed the stairs, cut off the lock, and led them to the rooftop.

Zhao Yixian wondered, "Shenxian Zhao, what are we doing here?"

Zhao Chuanxin kicked the door leading to the rooftop: "Sucking the wind and drinking the dew is something that gods can do. You can go back and rest."

Not to mention that Zhao Yixian dared not go back alone for fear of being retaliated against.

Even if it didn't happen, he would still stay here to observe how Zhao Chuanxin and the others cultivated the immortal technique.

Zhao Chuanxin, Benjamin Goldberg, and Ganfan lined up in a row with a dog at a distance of three meters, and began to practice balance.

They were facing the same direction, and their movements were in unison.

The action of cooking is similar to the master and the apprentice, but Zhao Yixian has a vague feeling that the dog is practicing the same kind of fairy art as Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg.

Good guy, beside Zhao Chuanxin, even a dog wants to cultivate immortality?

Especially when standing upside down, the dry rice also stands upside down.

After practicing "Zhou Tian", Zhao Chuanxin felt his body was hot, so he took off his knitted jumper by the way.

The next practice is different from Benjamin Goldberg and others.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's tattoos all over his body, Zhao Yixian was amazed at first, and then his heart moved: Could it be that Zhao Shenxian's tattoos have a bonus to immortality?
The habit of being smart came back again, and Zhao Yixian began to guess blindly.

He found the balancing technique really hard, almost impossible for his old arms and legs.

So I want the sword to go slanted.

He wanted to take it down secretly and stab himself in the back.But although the pattern is a regular geometric pattern to a certain extent, it is too complicated and not easy to remember.

Fortunately, he still has a lot of time in the future.

After the practice, Zhao Chuanxin let out a long breath. In the bleak night, the breath turned into an arrow, and Zhao Yixian found that it was at least one meter and a half long.

Zhao Chuanxin put on his clothes, bowed his head and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

"Sister Hua asked you to tell me to practice? You bastard, did you forget who raised you?"

Before returning to the room, Zhao Chuanxin said: "If someone breaks the door at night, remember not to resist, and save your life."

Benjamin Goldberg was used to living a life of licking blood with his master, so he didn't take it seriously: "Master, I have the means to protect myself."

But Zhao Yixian hurriedly asked: "Then what if the other party shoots indiscriminately?"

Zhao Chuanxin pushed open the door of his room: "Then I will burn paper money for you on Qingming Festival next year."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Back in the house, Zhao Yixian quickly took out the copper coins and made a divination for himself.

Wow, Zhuo... the shock is gone, and the sky is full of thunder.

This is the hexagram of great misfortune, and it focuses on an emergency, whether there is a disaster or not.

Zhao Yixian was dumbfounded, could he really be retaliated tonight, would he really be shot?
He became apprehensive.

So I comforted myself: "Only follow the purity, and don't act rashly. If there is no falsehood, there will be disasters, and it will surely bring blessings.

All I have to do is to restrain myself and be prepared, and I will surely escape. "

What can I do?

He did not stay in a high-end room that was so luxurious that he was amazed. Instead, he went out and went to the utility room where the cleaning staff used to live.

Not to mention, it's quite warm here, but the space is a bit small, so let's make do with it for one night. After all, when there was no money, the streets and alleys were covered with beds.

After Zhao Chuanxin returned to the house, he washed up, tables and chairs blocked the door, and folded paper into pigs to be vigilant.

He was lying on the bed, rubbing his index finger and thumb against the old sacred altar, wanting to take out the "Old God Code" and continue his daytime experiments.

But considering that the Licha Hotel is still a dangerous place, and there will be negotiations tomorrow, let's forget it.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin put on a thick and loose woolen sweater and a field windbreaker with war wound leather embedded on it.

He is ready for a fierce battle with all the British troops in Shanghai.

Although the sun never sets, it is getting late, but it is still not to be underestimated.

He knocked on the door of the apprentice's room first, and Benjamin Goldberg and Ganfan woke up early, and even finished practicing the balance technique.

When he knocked on the door of Zhao Yixian's room, no one answered the door.

After knocking for a long time, the door of the utility room opened, and Zhao Yixian with panda eyes came out: "Shenxian Zhao, I'm here."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin: "You haven't slept here all night?"

Zhao Yixian rubbed his face to cheer himself up: "Shenxian Zhao, I made a divination last night, it's very ominous. In my opinion, don't go to the Ying Mansion today."

Benjamin Goldberg said: "What do you know, although there are many tigers in Mingzhishan, they are not my master's opponents."

Look at him saying seriously, Zhao Yixian: What the hell?Knowing the mountain?Is it because I have misunderstood everything I have learned half my life?
Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Benjamin is right, knowing that all the tigers in the mountain are biased towards tigers, they are all lame and staggering, you know that?"

Benjamin Goldberg nodded approvingly: "Yes, that's right."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin took the lead downstairs.

But when he went downstairs, not to mention the British troops, there was not even a shadow of ordinary residents outside.

When we came to the entrance of the restaurant, the door of the restaurant was closed tightly, and there was no one in sight.

When I came to the lobby, it was still the same.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Master, don't they all run away? Is there an ambush outside?"

Zhao Yixian can die, but the precious apprentice can't have an accident.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Stop eating breakfast. You cross the Huangpu River and wait for me in Lou County. We will meet there. First sign the contract for the teacher. We will go west all the way, open roads in the mountains and build bridges when we meet the water. We will show you around This is a great river and mountain."

When Zhao Chuanxin set off, Zhao Yixian took Benjamin Goldberg to the car dealership first.

The coachman asked, "Where is the guest officer going?"

Zhao Yixian rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Go to Lou County."

The coachman said in amazement, "It's a long way. You can run and take a rest. You can only get there at noon. It costs three oceans."

Zhao Yixian touched his pocket: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, isn't it just three yuan... Huh? Benjamin, Zhao Shenxian didn't give us money..."

Benjamin Goldberg also touched his pocket: "Don't look at me, I never carry money when I go out, the bulging bags affect the beauty of the clothes."

The coachman's face darkened: "If you don't have money, don't even think about taking a car."

The two looked at each other.

Zhao Yixian took out a few copper coins from his pocket: "The old man is straight-forward, so I might as well count it for you, it's the fare."

The coachman rolled his eyes: "I don't read much, but you can't fool me."

Zhao Yixian said angrily: "The old man sees your seal is black, there must be a catastrophe today, don't lose the big because of small things."

The coachman spat: "Bah, if you don't have money, go away."

Zhao Yixian had no choice but to turn around and said, "Benjamin, it seems that you and I have no choice but to walk over."

The two were hungry and measured the beach with their legs.

Passing by a tofu stand, both of them were enticed by the smell of stewed meat; passing by a burden of steaming glutinous rice balls, both of them couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

The so-called middle-aged man eats poor old man, Benjamin Goldberg is at the age of gluttony, finally couldn't take it anymore, couldn't help but said: "Zhao Yixian, don't you still have a few copper coins in your pocket? Let's buy a piece of fried rice." , it’s only a few pennies, and a few pennies are enough for a bargain, wouldn’t it be delicious to share it?”

Rice rice is steamed glutinous rice with fried dough sticks inside.

Ganfan also said: "Wow, woof..."

Zhao Yixian clutched his pockets tightly: "No, that's the money I made up for. It's very clever. It's such a waste of money."

Benjamin Goldberg said angrily: "Zhuo, superstitious!"

The two continued to walk, Benjamin Goldberg and Ganfan didn't think anything was wrong, but Zhao Yixian couldn't take it anymore: "I can't walk anymore, I might as well die."

Benjamin Goldberg sighed: "Hey, let's rest."

Zhao Yixian and Benjamin Goldberg, cooking rice, stood in a row next to a pick of spiced dried tofu.From the skinny man nearby wearing a padded robe with his sleeves folded, the only difference is the melon skin hat on his head and the yin and yang head under the hat.

Smelling the scent of spiced dried tofu, Halazi drools.

A little girl with disheveled hair stood in front of the adjacent candy box booth, with one hand in her pocket and the other index finger in her mouth, watching eagerly, but she had no money to buy.

The stall owner has a heart of stone, sitting on the pony tie with his hands crossed, his knees folded and his mouth puffed up, waiting for the real rich master to come to his door.

Benjamin Goldberg sighed: "The same people who have fallen into the world..."

Zhao Yixian: Oh, are you not the tiger of Mingzhi Mountain now?
……

Zhao Chuanxin was sitting in a rickshaw, and when he passed the noodle load, he shouted: "Wait, I'll go down and eat a bowl of noodles before leaving."

Coachman: "Then it's been a long wait, and I need to pay more."

"I'll give you an extra corner of Xiaoyang, just shut up."

"Okay, when I'm not talking."

Seeing the noodle load, Zhao Chuanxin remembered the past, the first time he met Zhao Zhongyi and Liu Guigui, Liu Guigui was carrying such a load to sell noodles on the street.

Fast forward a few years.

Now Liu Baogui is angry with horses in fresh clothes, yelling five times and drinking six times, his favorite thing is to pretend to be aggressive.

The great ancestor Zhao Zhongyi became the leader of the insurance team.

The historical trajectory of some people has undergone irreversible changes.

Zhao Chuanxin was eating noodles and soup, and wanted to eat a head of garlic, but he thought that he would have to negotiate face to face later, so he stopped thinking about it.

Be polite when dealing with international friends, especially when paying on credit.

After eating, he kindly gave a few extra cents as a tip.

Zhao Chuanxin sat back in the rickshaw again, wiped his mouth and muttered: "Oh, I'm really full. Huh? I seem to have forgotten something, and I can't remember it."

It is not far from the British Embassy, ​​so Zhao Chuanxin asked the driver to stop at a distance, because countless students gathered here early in the morning.

They pulled banners and held signs.

It read: Support Mr. Zhao for taking back the mining rights in Shanxi...

Zhao Chuanxin didn't appreciate it at all, gave the car money and a tip, and ran to the corner of the street to squat and smoke.

Because there are still a few hours before the rendezvous time.

I saw more and more students gathering at the gate of the British Consulate, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't even see a single British patrol, let alone British soldiers to chase them away.

On the contrary, there were many Chinese patrolling and arresting, Baba maintained order, and earnestly persuaded the students to leave.

This is intriguing.

The more submissive and persuasive those Chinese police officers were, the more these students pushed their noses in the face.

At first, they just came to support Zhao Chuanxin in regaining the mining rights.

Gradually, it started to change.

Some students raised their arms and shouted: "Let's invite Mr. Zhao to join us in our constitutional petition, and the imperial court will definitely pay attention to it!"

"Extremely great!"

"Mr. Zhao, please ask for the wages of our female workers in the silk factory. Those capitalists must be afraid!"

"well said!"

"Li De Le Foreign Trade Co., Ltd. has allocated land in Sichuan arbitrarily and set benchmarks widely. Please Zhao Chuanxin to be the master for the people!"

"Mr. Zhao will not let me down!"

At the street corner, looking at Zhao Chuanxin who was listening, his good mood suddenly disappeared.

Ha ha……

(End of this chapter)