The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Shaking with anger, Neng Chengwen, Levitan and others turned around and saw Zhao Chuanxin coming, holding a cigar and looking at the crew and Russian soldiers in a joking manner.

And behind Zhao Chuanxin, there are a group of men and women peacekeeping bureaus, all armed with live ammunition.

The short female soldier is not as tall as a rifle, but she has a firm expression, a standard posture when holding a gun, and she pulls the bolt calmly. The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the crew members and Russian soldiers on the Baikal.

Whenever Zhao Chuanxin gives an order, the Bai Lai Peacekeeping Bureau will shoot.

The Russian soldier was furious and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the Russian soldier: "Beat him to death."

Bang.

A female soldier pulled the trigger. The recoil made her petite body lean back, but she gritted her teeth and persisted.

The shot was very accurate, even though the distance was very close.

The Russian soldier was shot in the shoulder, and the arm he raised to point at Zhao Chuanxin dropped unnaturally.

The Russian soldiers on the ship raised their guns one after another, but did not dare to act rashly. After all, their number was small.

Zhao Chuanxin pinched his cigar and puffed smoke from his nostrils: "I, Zhao Chuanxin, remember that the laws of the Peacekeeping Bureau are greater than anything else on the island. The identity certificate given by the Peacekeeping Bureau is the highest proof. Which of you agrees and who opposes?"

As soon as they heard that Zhao Chuanxin was coming, the crew and Russian soldiers stopped.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov: "Get on the boat. If you get scratched on the way, Zhao will sink the merchant ship and let the people on board feed the bastards in the Tatar Strait."

After saying that, they waved their hands and all the peacekeepers lowered their guns, turned around and walked back in formation.

This time it was the turn of the sailors and Russian soldiers to tremble.

Neng Chengwen spat: "Can you let me board the ship now?"

"please……"

…

When Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov were around, Zhao Chuanxin usually did not stay on the island every day, but went out from time to time, and occasionally returned to Lubin Mansion.

When Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov left, especially Boyarkov, Zhao Chuanxin was especially willing to give up.

This guy is a real talent, don't look at his greedy nature.

Facts have proved that in Sakhalin, agriculture and animal husbandry can only be used as a auxiliary means, and abundant water resources, forest resources, as well as the oil and coal that make Zhao Chuanxin salivate are the highlight.

But before Sakhalin's surname was Zhao, Zhao Chuanxin had to hold back.

Sometimes, he felt that he was in a primitive society, leading a group of primitive people who drank blood from raw materials, trying to test civilization like a pony crossing a river.

Just like the Ainu people, in addition to enough rice, wages that are never in arrears, and laws to protect their personal safety, Zhao Chuanxin also has to gather sand into towers from time to time to make fused quartz glass balls to satisfy their love for beauty.

As long as this thing is placed on the shelves of department stores, it will be swept away by the Ainu people.

They call the high-quality fused quartz glass beads - Ainu Jade.

Then there is the woman issue.

There is not only the Baikal merchant ship in Sakhalin, but other merchant ships will also pass through here.

The exiled prisoners on the island would occasionally write or send telegrams to deceive their wives in the mainland: "The climate on the island is warm and the land is fertile. The harvest will not be less than forty times that of sowing seeds, so the price of food is low." It’s outrageous, and it’s easy to find a job here to support your family…”

They described Sakhalin as paradise.

When the wife actually takes a boat to the island and discovers the truth, she will often cry out: "My children and I are ruined now, how can we live our lives..."

In the past, this kind of thing would evolve into the wife becoming Xianglin's wife who chatters all day long, while the originally guilty husband would start beating his wife, and instead blame her for not coming to the island, thus ending up confusing right and wrong.

Now, the Maozi exiled prisoners in the Northland have a new rhetoric: "Don't be afraid, I'm not talking about the north, but the Peacekeeping Bureau in the middle of the island. Zhao Chuanxin did a good job there. As long as we escape there, we will become free citizens." "

This kind of family will be in another situation after they escape to the Peacekeeping Bureau.

The husband would gamble all his wages. After gambling away the family property, the wife would bring her young children to Zhao Chuanxin and cry: "How can I live? Virgin Mary, please give me and my children a way out... …”

In the past, Boyarkov had to worry about such things.

Now, Zhao Chuanxin can only go into battle in person.

He was sitting on a chair, wearing sunglasses and crossing his legs, looking even colder.

He said calmly: "In Sakhalin, the Virgin Mary does not work. The only ones that work are the Peacekeeping Bureau and I, Zhao Chuanxin."

At this time, women often show surprised expressions, and Zhao Chuanxin is common.

Zhao Chuanxin waited for her to stabilize and then said: "Cook, tailor, baker, tavern maid, washerwoman, sweeper, you can choose any of these. The Peacekeeping Bureau's laws protect women. You can work to make money, and you don't have to marry a husband." . If your husband dares to take action, just go to Masayoshi Sato and he will let your husband know why the flowers are so red."

The woman thought for a moment and gritted her teeth: "Cook, I choose cook. I know how to cook."

At this time, Xingyue will show Zhao Chuanxin on his sunglasses: the number of cooks required is 43-1.

The next time the data appears, it becomes: the number of cooks required is 42.

Zhao Chuanxin told the Japanese female secretary wearing a European-style dress next to him: "Send her to Lubinfu Bank as a cook."

The female secretary quickly sketched something in her notebook and then led the woman out.

After making arrangements, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Next one."

Before anyone came in, Zhao Chuanxin could smell the smell of salted fish.

Sure enough, a Kiryak man entered the room: "Master Zhao Chuanxin. My name is Vasika. I accuse the peacekeepers of taking my woman. The woman is my property..."

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient: "You Kiryaks are sincere, but your sincerity cannot win my respect. Women must be respected in the Peacekeeping Bureau because they are also qualified labor. My advice to you is - get lost."

Kiryaks are as good-tempered and sincere as Ainu people.

The only difference is that they are very unfriendly to women in the tribe.

Vasika was terrified and stepped back.

The female secretary Shirasaka Qimei smiled secretly, took out the perfume bottle skillfully and dusted it to dispel the stinky salted fish smell in the air, and then called the next person in.

"Master Zhao Chuanxin, I am Kasparov, a Jew. Before I say my request, I want to give you a suggestion - try to avoid using force against Russians."

Zhao Chuanxin felt disgusted when he heard the word "Jewish".

Not to mention, this guy actually dared to pretend to be a big wolf in front of him to give him advice.

"Don't use force? Do you fucking think the earth turns on love?" Zhao Chuanxin yelled, "If you have anything to say, come on. I haven't killed anyone in a few days and I'm getting impatient."

Kasparov was shocked.

It is said that Zhao Chuanxin is moody, and today I saw that it was true.

He didn't dare to be arrogant anymore and said quickly, "I want to open a bank near the Peacekeeping Bureau."

"No. Anything else?"

No, no?

Is it so easy?

"Then I also want to build a synagogue near here..."

"No, anything else?"

"I..."Kasparov was speechless. "Why do you hate me so much? I didn't do anything wrong."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered, "You can go back and tell your people that you can leave Sakhalin in the future, because as long as Zhao is here, your living space will be infinitely compressed until there is no place to stay."

"You, you will regret treating us like this..."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up suddenly, and a pair of peaks pierced his ears.

Buzz...

Kasparov's ears first buzzed, and then he became deaf.

Zhao Chuanxin pinched his cheeks and forced him to open his mouth.

With a flick of his finger, a red light flashed, and Kasparov's tongue broke.

He became mute.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his left and right hands respectively and twisted them hard.

Crack, crack...

In the blink of an eye, his hands were disabled.

Zhao Chuanxin did these movements in one go, then returned to the chair and crossed his legs again.

"Uh... ah..." Kasparov screamed unnaturally.

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "Damn it, you are so arrogant that you dare to threaten me? While your legs are still there, get out of here quickly, and take your people with you. If you are still here within ten days, I will walk all over the island and kill all your people!"

Kasparov rolled and crawled out of the stone tower.

The fireplace made a crackling sound, and the flames were red, reflecting Zhao Chuanxin's grim face, and frightened Shirasaka Qimei to death.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Call someone in to clean the floor."

It was mainly the blood flowing from Kasparov's mouth.

A Tsarist Russian maid used a cotton and linen mop to rub the floor vigorously, especially the gaps. She would take a knife and a rag to carefully dig until the blood was gone.

In the peacekeeping bureau, Zhao Chuanxin gave Tsarist Russian women a choice besides selling their bodies.

They were grateful, and their faces often showed the healthy color of having a goal in life.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Shirasaka Inori: "Are there any more?"

"No." Shirasaka Inori bowed while holding the notebook: "Sir, you are really amazing. You handle official business much faster than Mr. Sato and Mr. Boyarkov."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at her drooping chest: "Ah? Put it away quickly. I hate this the most. It will make me blind. The world is really going downhill."

Shirasaka Inori was stunned: "..."

Don't think that this is all Zhao Chuanxin's work.

In addition, he also has to inspect the barracks.

Thanks to Zhao Chuanxin's provision of bricks and stones, the newly built barracks are as high as two floors.

The foundation is raised by one meter to prevent moisture and rain erosion during the rainy season.

The barracks are in Dutch architectural style, with red brick and plain water exterior walls, stucco at intervals, two-story arched corridors, prominent eaves, and door column arches forming the main entrance.

There was a guard at the gate, wearing a long field-grey cotton coat to keep warm, lined with a sheepskin jacket, with a bullet-sized pocket on the jacket that could hold nine bullets, and the tactical line was in place.

The pants were also field-grey, with wool felt pants inside, cowhide knee pads, and leggings tucked into horsehide boots.

It is said that this outfit is the envy of the freemen of the Peacekeeping Bureau.

Of course, they are all uniforms that Zhao Chuanxin purchased from Lubin Prefecture, and they are the same for men and women.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin arrived, the guards stood at attention and saluted. The spirit of the Russian soldiers in the north is incomparable to that of the Peacekeeping Bureau.

Although the Peacekeeping Bureau was established not long ago.

When Zhao Chuanxin shot the thigh last time, there were Russian soldiers who were in a hurry and couldn't pull out the pistols on their waists, and some were out of breath after running less than a hundred meters.

Obviously, they didn't know the order of division on weekdays, and they made many stupid moves in the battle.

But the Peacekeeping Bureau was lazy and didn't train well, so Zhao Chuanxin really whipped them with a whip.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and walked in. He saw people drinking, playing cards, and going to the pub to hang out. There were many empty beds.

The beds were elm and oak, freshly planed, with clear texture and natural color, and a faint wood fragrance.

Double-layer, upper and lower bunks.

Ten bunks in one room.

Under the bed were basins for washing, toothbrushes, towels, and other things.

Each dormitory is equipped with lockers with numbered doors, lock noses and locks, and the keys are kicked in. Inside are personal belongings.

In the open space against the wall, there is a public table with four sturdy benches.

Boards are nailed to the walls, and the floor is painted solid wood.

There was no soot in the room, but it was filled with smoke, mostly Turkish tobacco.

Fortunately, the smell of smelly feet and sweat is relatively mild, because the ventilation is good and the hygiene is strictly enforced.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin coming, all the Russian soldiers were excited, broke the cards, put down the bottles, and stood at attention to salute.

Zhao Chuanxin's stern face made everyone feel anxious.

Zhao Chuanxin went to another room. At night, there were always soldiers on duty burning the boiler. The fire was kept going all night long, and the heat of the heater made people drowsy.

The same is probably true for the other dormitory.

Zhao Chuanxin inspected the rooms and finally came to the fitness room.

In the fitness room, there is only a sit-up chair made of manchurian ash, which is clean and obviously no one is using it.

The pull-up bar and sandbags are all new and there is no one here.

When they arrived at the public restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the plates piled on the table: "Who is responsible?"

"Back to your lord, Anani Azdukin is in charge."

"Pull him out and give him ten lashes."

"yes."

Everyone was shocked.

Someone was responsible for cracking the whip, and someone rushed to wash the dishes.

Zhao Chuanxin witnessed the execution without even a frown: "If you dare to let go, I will give you ten lashes myself."

After hearing this, the executioner shuddered and beat him severely.

Anani Azdukin's face is flat and a corner of his ear is missing. It is said that it was frozen in the winter two years ago.

He shouted: "Sir, I have something to report..."

Zhao Chuanxin was not too cold. He was wearing only a thin denim coat. He stood with his hands behind his back: "Continue to fight and report after the fight."

"..."

Crying for father and mother, the execution was finally over.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The rules are the rules. Garbage must be thrown into the trash can, the floor must be cleaned morning and evening, dinner plates must be washed in time, and personal hygiene must be maintained. There are no exceptions."

"yes!"

"Okay, tell me, what do you want to report?"

"I want to report that Ivan Grebin, the cook in the canteen, used a cunning trick to scald noodles in boiling water to make bread to increase the weight. He saved the noodles and made bread to sell."

Zhao Chuanxin still underestimated Mao Zi's greed.

He snapped his fingers: "Go and call Ivan Grebin."

Soon, Ivan Grebin, a man with a wretched face and a mustache, was escorted.

He was uneasy.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't tell whether it was true or false just by looking at it.

Because people in Sakhalin are generally uneasy.

"You scalded the bread with boiling water to increase its weight and cheated?"

Ivan Grebin's expression changed drastically.

Yes, this is really uneasy.

"I...I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Chuanxin: "Do you know the consequences of lying in front of me?"

"Yes, I was wrong. It was me who did it, but it was all under the orders of Second Lieutenant Xie Miao, and he kept his face."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin heard the door slamming and someone ran away.

He looked out through the fused quartz glass window, twitched the corner of his mouth, pushed open the door, and took off two or three meters in one step with his hands behind his back. He floated fifteen meters away and landed on the snow, standing in front of Second Lieutenant Semyon.

Xie Miao knelt down without any intention of resisting: "Sir, please spare me..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and hooked his fingers, and soldiers came over to escort Xie Miao back.

Zhao Chuanxin re-entered the room and looked at the stunned sergeants: "Where is the record?"

"Yes, sir."

"Write down what I said and send it to Lawyer Jiang Taoliu later."

"yes."

"Xie Miao's corruption is the first crime; Xie Miao's escape after being exposed is the second crime. According to the law, he will be dismissed from the military and will be detained and sent to a brick kiln tomorrow to serve a one-year sentence."

When Xie Miao heard this, he cried bitterly: "Sir, please give me a whip, send me to a brick kiln, or let me dredge in icy water. I just ask you to be merciful and let me stay in the army..."

Before that, he had never imagined that his house in Sakhalin would be as warm as spring in the winter, that there would be no stinky smell, that there would be no bedbugs, that he would be able to eat until full white bread, and even have beef stew with potatoes. .

Moreover, he is a second lieutenant, and his monthly salary can be as high as 50 rubles. The Peacekeeping Bureau distributes free clothing, including boots, and the money saved can be used to spend on traveling to and from the interior in the future.

In the north, as a teacher in exile, he only had 10 rubles per month. Only free people's wages were not less than 25 rubles per month, and officials' wages could only reach 50 rubles.

But they don't have such good daily necessities, and they don't have a warm house to live in.

It's all gone now.

If he were dismissed from the military, it would be worse than killing him.

The people around him were as silent as cicadas.

After the record was finished, Zhao Chuanxin said: "If dragging people out and begging for mercy is useful, why do you need the law?"

Xie Miao's face was ashen.

But because the cook did not accept the stolen goods and only helped the tyrants to commit crimes, he was whipped fifteen times and dismissed from the army.

These soldiers were all frightened and obedient. The soldiers who were having fun in the tavern also came back and entered the house in disgrace, not daring to say anything.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the female soldiers barracks again.

It's much more orderly here.

As usual, there was a female soldier standing guard at the door. When she saw Zhao Chuanxin, she saluted and another one went in to report.

When Zhao Chuanxin entered the room, there were still some disheveled people, one with half of his legs exposed, and the other with a bare breast.

Quite a bit: I know you're here, but I don't mean to wear it.

There is also a scent of fragrance in the house, which is puzzling.

There is a female platoon leader who is leading them to clean medical equipment such as tinned sprayers, blood-sucking cans, and drainage pipes.

Last time Zhao Chuanxin wanted to sell medical equipment and drugs to Mao Zi, but F. O. Kononovich only bought half of it. The remaining Kuroda Toshiro went to the south to sell some, and Zhao Chuanxin arranged the rest. The female soldiers department asked them to form a medical platoon.

Zhao Chuanxin praised the female soldier mercilessly and was about to leave.

A female soldier covered half of her face and said charmingly: "Sir, why don't you stay for a while? Why are you leaving in such a hurry..."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "With my five-level success, I need you as a platoon to go all out! I think you have to train tomorrow, so don't make any more noise!"

After saying that, he walked away.

All the female soldiers looked at each other.

"Really or not?"

"That's so tight!"

"I have a special physique, so I would like to try it..."

Sakhalin is really not a place to live.

There is actually sea fog in winter, which is quite heavy.

Sakhalin's sea fog has extremely high salinity, making it difficult for nearby crops to grow.

Affected by the Thousand Islands Cold Current, the plants on Sakhalin Island have high nutrients and salts, a long growth period, and small and hard stems and leaves.

Therefore, even if there is pasture, the quality of the grass is not high, and the animals do not like to chew it and do not gain fat.

Soggy and clammy.

Of course, Zhao Chuanxin wore Yanmo leather underwear to keep warm, otherwise he would not go out wearing a duffle coat. It is colder here than Lubin Mansion.

Moreover, he never sleeps on the tower at night and will teleport to the underground fortress of Quet Shallan to rest.

…

Ao Island, Xuantian Sect.

Li Zining asked her brother: "Brother, who will choose to go north to Lugang Town this time? How about I go?"

"You?" Li Ziyu shook his head: "If you can't do it, you have to help me on Ao Island. Let Dadong go, I want him to go to Sakhalin to train with the leader, and then entrust him with important tasks when he comes back."

Li Zining was not very happy.

According to previous years, Zhao Chuanxin would attend the annual meeting of Lugang Town.

She suddenly thought of something: "Brother, do you remember the last time the boss asked us to order a batch of medicines?"

"Remember." Li Ziyu wondered: "What's wrong?"

"You can't believe it." Li Zining smiled slyly: "The boss actually shot hundreds of Russian soldiers with his gun. It is said that they were all hit on the outside of the thighs. Afterwards, the boss sold the batch of drugs to the Russians and made a huge profit from them. A pen of silver.”

"I'll blanch..."

What kind of cool operation is this?

…

Lubin Mansion.

Yao Jia said to Zhang Shouzeng: "Heyan, do you have anyone to choose for this Lugang Town annual meeting?"

Zhang Shouzeng thought for a while: "Lubin Mansion has set many precedents. Why not send two female generals, Tang Qunying and Wu Xiangning, to go?"

After saying that, he smiled narrowly.

Yao Jia bared her teeth: "That's nonsense. Tang Qunying is okay, but Wu Xiangning is just a grassland girl who doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters. She can't even speak Chinese. How can she come up with a certain Yin Chou?"

Zhang Heyan stopped smiling: "Hu Er was very unconvinced and wanted to meet the insurance team in Lugang Town. In addition, Jiang Jian volunteered. Didn't Li Tonglong, a student from Juanwang Technical College, join the Government and Commodity Bureau? He also wanted to Go check it out. It’s hard to choose.”

Yao Jia shook his head: "Jiang Jian can't do it, he is inseparable from the alliance. Li Tonglong can, but Hu Er..."

Zhang Heyan sighed. In fact, he admired Jiang Jian very much.

He said: "Then let's let Hu Er lead the team, and Tang Qunying and Li Tonglong will go with them."

Yao Jia suddenly changed the topic: "Look, our Lord Prefect has been going to Sakhalin for a long time. Do you want to miss Shu, or are you encountering difficulties?"

"Mostly the latter." Zhang Shouzeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have inquired in many places and learned that Sakhalin is a barren land. The natives on the island live in rough areas and drink blood. There are probably very few suitable places to live. I think the prefect must have encountered When faced with a difficult situation, it is difficult to get off a tiger. With his temperament, he is determined not to admit defeat."

Yao Jia leaned back: "We adults will stir up trouble wherever we go. In my opinion, the Maozi and the Japanese will have to be driven away sooner or later. It's probably extremely difficult to build that island."

Zhang Shouzeng nodded, and then said: "Not to mention the lack of development, just say that our Lubin Mansion has spent an astonishing amount of money this year, but it has only completed less than half of the original plan. I have seen the tram. If it is completed, Post-Baikal If we can move westward, the Chechen Khan tribe will live in panic, and the gentlemen of Kulun will have trouble sleeping and eating..."

Yao Jia was suddenly excited: "Not to mention these, there are many. He Yan, by the way, have you seen the movie "Dingjun Mountain"? I am very interested in movies and plan to invest money in making movies. There is a British devil named Herb. Special Ponting once made a film for the prefect in Yanbian that slandered the Japs, and the results were very good, so I decided to hire him to film it.”