The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Regarding domestic movies, most fashionable people or coastal residents say that it started in Shanghai. Xu Dishan, Xu Guanyun, and Xu Lingyun, the father and son who owned Xu Garden in Tangjia Lane, Zhabei, purchased movie projectors and films from abroad through Jardine Matheson.

On August 11, 1896, they screened a movie, and there were also fireworks, acrobatics and other performances.

There were 14 short films at the time, and the one that people can remember was called "The Stable Fire".

But Herbert Ponting has always emphasized that this statement is wrong.

He said that Xu Garden movie was actually a slide show, not a movie.

The earliest movies in China should be "The Tsar Enters Paris" and "French Cavalry Regiment Accepts Inspection" shown in the Concert Hall of the Hong Kong Island City Hall. The model of the projector was Cinematograph, and the owner of the projector was called Chavit.

In any case, when this imported product first arrived in China, the lifelike and moving pictures caused a great sensation.

But at this time, most movies were documentary shorts, and rarely told stories.

Zhang Shouzeng was surprised: "Why do you have such an idea?"

"Heh..." Yao Jia laughed: "The prefect has built many theaters, many of which have screening rooms. Can't you see the trick?"

"Oh." Zhang Shouzeng was convinced: "Yao Shijie, you are too scheming, which is not a good thing."

As an official, he had to figure out the intentions of his superiors every day, especially since Yao Jia was a "red-topped businessman" in Lubin Prefecture, which made people feel a little worried.

Yao Jia disagreed: "The prefect once stated that the contribution of opportunistic officials is far greater than that of incompetent and honest officials. Yao is not corrupt, but he is upright in his use of public power for personal gain. There is nothing he cannot say to others."

"You..."

Zhang Shouzeng had nothing to say.

After a long silence, he asked: "What are you going to shoot? Dingjun Mountain again?"

"There are other plays. I will think about it and decide..."

...

In early December.

Representatives of the Advisory Councils of 16 provinces went to Shanghai. After gathering, they decided to go to Beijing on the 30th to petition for constitutionalism.

The Lubin Prefecture Advisory Council was not among them.

In the same month, Japan established the "Anti-Zhao Chuanxin Research Society", abbreviated as - Anti-Zhao Society.

This name is very blatant, indicating that Japan's purpose of regarding Zhao Chuanxin as the biggest obstacle to its invasion of East Asia is more clear.

The combativeness and mass nature of the anti-Zhao Chuanxin have been strengthened accordingly.

In the activities of the Anti-Zhao Society, the most important thing is to discuss and study how to disintegrate Zhao Chuanxin's combat effectiveness, which is still in the paper talk stage.

There are people or things that cannot be solved in every period.

For example, in a certain period, tanks cannot be solved.

In a certain period, blitzkrieg cannot be solved.

In a certain period, mushroom clouds cannot be solved.

In a certain period, drones cannot be solved.

And in this era, Zhao Chuanxin = cannot be solved.

In addition to these things, the governor of Shandong redeemed the mining rights of Wukuang near the German railway in Shandong at a price of 340,000 taels of silver.

It is regarded as a great shame by the people that they have to spend money to redeem their own things.

Many people expect Zhao Chuanxin to take action.

However, the money has been paid, and the country is calm.

Some people were disappointed, and radical people even cursed and morally blackmailed Zhao Chuanxin again, publishing articles in newspapers saying that Zhao Chuanxin did nothing.

…

Zhao Chuanxin was used to doing things according to his own likes and dislikes, but he almost never set foot in Shandong.

It was because there was a very important person who was not born there.

In this time and space, his parents were out of luck.

Liu Baogui married and had children, and took another route. He would no longer be the original historical root of five generations of poor peasants.

Not to mention Zhao Zhongyi's lineage, Zhao Hongzhi and Jiang Mingxin somehow flirted at a young age.

Zhao Chuanxin felt a mixed feeling of confusion.

But the last person who was crucial to him must be born smoothly.

So even if the outside world quarreled, Zhao Chuanxin would not go to Shandong. Whatever happened, the earth would still turn without anyone.

The great heroes serve the country and the people. Isn't that a slogan shouted to others?

On the high tower of the Peacekeeping Bureau, the glass windows were frosted, and it looked like snow, fog, and wind outside. In short, it was not a good day.

This made the room feel drowsy.

Zhao Chuanxin sat listlessly on the chair, supporting his chin with one hand and scratching on the paper with a pen in the other hand.

Standing next to him was the cute Shirasaka Kimi.

At the desk, a Russian craftsman was complaining about the Japanese family they were staying with.

"They made us sleep in the barn, it was freezing cold."

"They secretly ate smoked whale loin, but only gave us rice balls."

"They..."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were erratic, and his pupils seemed to focus on the deep alley of the picture under his pen.

This is actually a storyboard, also called a storyboard.

It is the storyboard of a movie.

When Zhao Chuanxin was about 16 or 17 years old, he suddenly had the idea of ​​becoming a director when he grew up.

So he started to learn painting.

After adulthood and graduating from college, he always felt that he could smell a bad smell when he picked up a pen again.

After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the source. Later, I found that the paper under my pen contained moldy dreams and rotten ideals.

Damn it, Lao Zhao turned around and started a live broadcast. He directed and acted in the self-developed contemporary huge crafts. Who the hell is he talking to?

Until there was no sound in the room, Zhao Chuanxin looked up and said in confusion: "No more?"

The two Maozi craftsmen: "No more."

"If it's gone, leave. I've been a priest part-time. What else do you want to hear you talk?"

Shirasaka Qimei laughed out loud.

The two Maozi craftsmen blushed and said: "But, sir, you haven't given us a solution yet."

Zhao Chuanxin sighed and asked earnestly: "Do you know why you have to squat and take a dump?"

The two of them were stunned: "Isn't this the case for everyone? Are there any exceptions?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Because you are too weak now, otherwise you would have to stand up and pull. You are just ordinary people in the Peacekeeping Bureau, living in other people's homes, why do you want to turn over and become the masters?"

One of the older craftsmen frowned and said, "But I'm almost 60 years old this year. Don't I come to the Peacekeeping Bureau just to get preferential treatment?"

"Are you kidding?" Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "Don't belittle yourself, 60 is the age to make a career. Okay, if you have nothing to do, go out. Remember to close the door, it's quite cold."

After the two greedy bitches went out, Zhao Chuanxin told Shirasaka Qimei: "Next time they come, you can receive them yourself and handle them as appropriate, you two idiots."

How should I put it? This current management model is the way Mao Zi and Europe govern the people.

Because they generally have a small number of people, which can save the intermediate process, the chief executive can definitely receive them.

At first, Zhao Chuanxin felt it was very fresh, but after a few days, he became tired of it.

False reports, unreasonable demands... a lot of nonsense.

Immediately afterwards, Levitan came to report: "Sir, the Japanese Nakamura Ken's sheep have not been found so far. It seems that the sheep has gone to the west. It's just that the wind and snow have obscured the tracks. I'm afraid they were eaten by the black blind men and tigers in the mountains. In my opinion, forget it. Bar……"

There are not so many patriots in this world.

Many people in the north are clamoring to return to their homeland, not because they are patriotic, but because they are eager to leave this uninhabited island.

Among the Japanese, there are also many who surrendered to the Peacekeeping Bureau and became free citizens of the Peacekeeping Bureau.

Otherwise, according to the laws of the Peacekeeping Bureau, they would not be able to survive in Fuxiang County.

Yesterday, a Japanese man, Ken Nakamura, reported that his sheep was lost.

How far can a sheep run in the ice and snow?

Levitan sent people to look for it, but to no avail.

Zhao Chuanxin put on his duffle coat: "That's fine, Levitan, you take charge of the situation here, I'll go see what's going on."

Levitan's face turned bitter.

He didn't want to do this work either.

Therefore, Boyarkov's position is difficult to replace.

Although it wasn't dark yet, it was windy and snowy.

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.

The road that Zhao summoned workers to repair before the snow started to fall was already submerged in the snow.

So he was jumping forward.

Every time I step on the ground, I float for at least ten meters before landing.

Just like that, after walking a mile, he still had to take off his boots and dump the snow.

The snow melted on the face, and the water-stained skin was whipped by the southeast wind, and it really hurt like a knife.

Even Zhao Chuanxin felt that a harsh environment was really not a place for people to live.

Once again, after Zhao Chuanxin floated more than ten meters and landed on the ground, his figure suddenly dwarfed, and the deep snow reached his waist.

"Wang Defa..."

Zhao Chuanxin cursed loudly. This road was obviously repaired, so why was there still such a big hole waiting for him to jump?

In fact, the only fault is that he is too heavy. There is a layer of frozen snow crust underneath. If he does not sink in if he weighs less than 150 kilograms, the key is that he weighs 180 kilograms.

Regardless of whether the Mao Zi on the island is 1.7 meters tall, 1.8 meters tall, or 1.85 meters tall, his weight is strictly controlled under 135 kilograms by diet. At least 35 kilograms of 135 kilograms of flesh and blood are composed of vodka. Do you dare to think?

Not to mention a kid, a 150-pound kid can be called a fat man. Do you dare to think about the reason?

Zhao Chuanxin shrank his neck, shook off the snow from his collar, and began to use the old sacred altar to flash.

Everything within sight can be reached instantly.

He didn't use it before because he was worried that the biggest tragedy of this century would happen - Zhao Chuanxian, the god of war in the early 20th century, was overweight due to lack of exercise in winter, suffered from severe high blood pressure, fatty liver, and diabetes. He has never boarded the battlefield since then...

It was the first time that Zhao Chuanxin came to Nakamura Kenjia, and he had never seen the sufferer himself.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I heard a conversation coming from the corral.

One child was in disbelief and said angrily: "Why are you doing that to her, that..."

A man said with an indifferent tone: "She is lying there, her body is very warm, she is so vivid, what can I do?"

The child became even more angry: "You are a butcher. I asked you here to cut the meat, not for anything else."

The man also got angry: "I don't need a child to teach me how to work."

"But this is a dead sheep, and you still act like it. You are truly the most disgusting butcher I have ever seen."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment.

He walked in and saw a ten-year-old child and a Russian with a messy beard in the corral.

There was a dead sheep on the table that was already frozen solid.

"Ahem..." Zhao Chuanxin coughed twice to attract their attention, and then said, "I don't have any curiosity and will let this conversation rot in silence."

The Maozi butcher finally looked embarrassed.

After all, it was not the child he was facing at this time, but Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin asked in a deep voice: "My child, who are you Nakamura Ken? Go and call him."

The child sighed and said maturely: "Who else is there? Sir, I am Ken Nakamura."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin heard from Levitan that Ken Nakamura raised a group of sheep alone, and he said he was an adult. "Are you the only one in your family?"

"Yes, sir, it's not easy to raise sheep. The grass here is so thick that no matter how much the sheep eat, they can't get fat, just like the people here." Nakamura Ken leaned over and touched the sheep's head on the chopping board: "Sir, this sheep is fat, even though it's dead, why don't you buy it?"

"Ahem..." Zhao Chuanxin coughed: "I'm a tough guy who has worked on Wall Street. I can accept short weight, but I'm definitely not willing to take advantage of extra ingredients. Good boy, I see that your forehead is black, it must be due to lack of nutrition, you should supplement yourself with high-quality protein."

"Well, whatever." Nakamura Ken sighed: "Sir, did you come to tell me that my sheep was eaten by a black bear? It can never be found again?"

After saying that, he was infinitely melancholy.

The Russian butcher sneered: "Black bears sleep in winter and will not come out at all. Your sheep are simply lost. But at this time, who dares to go into the old forest to find sheep for you? Don't make things difficult for Lord Zhao Chuanxin."

Nakamura Ken frowned: "Hey, the old forest is full of tigers, leopards, bears and bears, and every village is full of tigers, leopards, bears and bears. It's really unknown whether I can grow up. It seems that joining the peacekeeping bureau is no different from before."

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "My condolences. I also thought that I would not live past 30 years old with my personality, but guess what?"

"Have you lived past 30 years old?"

"No, I really didn't live past 30 years old."

Then go to another world and continue to live.

Where can you go to reason.

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his collar and said: "I'll go out and look for it."

Nakamura Ken's eyes have a glimmer of hope.

This is Lord Zhao Chuanxin, and his legend is circulating throughout Japan.

"Sir, you can find it, right?"

"That depends on whether you want to hear the truth or a lie."

The light on Ken Nakamura's face quickly dimmed: "You can find a lie, but the truth is hopeless, right?"

"No, you can find the truth, but I will tell you the lie after I sell the sheep and put the money in my pocket."

"..."

Before Zhao Chuanxin left, Ken Nakamura suddenly looked up and said, "Sir, this butcher actually kissed the dead sheep. What do you mean by high-quality protein?"

The butcher's face flushed and his neck thickened: "I was testing whether the sheep had breath. Its body was warm at the time, and I thought it was not dead yet. How could I cut a sheep that was not dead? You said I kissed the dead sheep when the distance was closer, which is really hateful."

Zhao Chuanxin almost tripped over a piece of wood on the ground: "I don't think you are a serious child."

In Sakhalin, the seaside is one way to be cold, and being close to the forest is another way to be cold.

Either way, it makes you live a life worse than death.

Many exiles in the north have a peak escape period of two months a year.

One is December, the other is July.

The coldest and warmest time.

In the coldest time, even the prison guards, police and soldiers would not track them.

In the warmest time, at least they would not freeze to death if they escaped.

However, no matter which season, fugitives usually have two outcomes - returning by themselves or dying outside.

Because there are mountains and forests everywhere.

Among the Russians, whether exiles or free people, they all say: "These green treasures belong only to God."

People dare not go in at all.

Zhao Chuanxin rode the third generation of Youlong to the edge of the forest and got off.

He looked at the dense forest with branches bent by tree hangings and the gray sky, and suddenly thought of poetic realism, so he took out the camera without hesitation and took a few photos from various angles in the long exposure.

After putting away the camera, he asked Xingyue: "Do you have any clues?"

In the end, Xingyue took on everything.

Xingyue said: "I saw the bark gnawed by sheep in several places, but the footprints have been covered by the wind and snow."

Cows eat grass and leave roots, while sheep gnaw trees until they die.

Goats cause great damage to the mountains and forests.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the dense forests and steep slopes. The three generations of wandering dragons could not pass through them, so they had to measure them with their two legs.

According to the gnawed bark and branches of dwarf trees as clues, Zhao Chuanxin stepped on the bare tree trunks and floated on the mountain.

After walking for more than 40 minutes, he suddenly heard the sound of branches breaking, followed by a low roar.

"Roar..."

It's not a bear.

...

On the Dongqing Railway train.

Hu Er led the team, and Tang Qunying and Li Tonglong accompanied them.

Eight police officers from the patrol station escorted them with guns.

In the team, there were two more children and a dog-Benjamin Goldberg and Yao Bing and Ganfan.

Benjamin Goldberg said he wanted to take his junior brother to Lugang Town to see the world.

Two people and a dog are at the end of the carriage.

The red light flashes frequently, and every time it flashes, there will be an extra mark on the train carriage.

Yao Bing scratched his head: "Brother, your light blade is always better than mine. Are you really smarter than me?"

"What? You still doubt this?" Benjamin Goldberg's face was full of disbelief. "It's great that you can learn the mysterious secret method of the light blade. Not everyone can do it."

Ganfan rolled his eyes and scratched the ground with his paws, leaving five scratches on the ground.

The brothers were stunned.

It can do it too?

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

"Brother, what did Ganfan say?"

"Uh, this, you'd better not know."

"Brother, what is there in Lugang Town? Can it compare with Lubin Mansion?"

"It's even better than that. But Lubinfu is a land port with geographical advantages, rich mineral resources, and cattle and sheep everywhere. As long as it is properly developed, it will surpass Lugang Town sooner or later."

"Brother, what should we do if we meet Russians and horse bandits in Lugang Town?"

"Haha, Brother, I will definitely protect you with all my life's knowledge, don't worry."

"Oh..." Yao Bing looked at the connection between the carriages and said worriedly: "Brother, I think we should not use the light blade anymore. I see that the bones and tendons around us have been cut, and the train may be disconnected."

"Ah, this... I didn't think about it."

...

Tatar Strait, Baikal.

Neng Chengwen was a little jealous of Boyarkov.

This guy is eloquent and talks with the captain, poets, officers and other scholars on the ship.

In his spare time, he just looked out through the porthole in the cabin with a smile on his face.

Neng Chengwen asked him: "How do you manage to be content with whatever happens?"

Boyarkov knocked off the ash from his pipe, put away his smile and said coldly: "Life is not for wimps.

Except for Lord Zhao Chuanxin, who am I afraid of with my iron will?"

"Look, you are so anxious that you are bragging!"

...

Beijing.

The Regent Aixinjueluo Zaifeng was worried.

It was because he heard that Zhao Chuanxin's team, whether secretly or on the surface, was preparing to gather in Lugang Town for a meeting.

Originally, the Lugang Town meeting was not conspicuous, but this year was particularly different.

The Regent was scared, so all the enamel handle pots and doucai teacups in the palace suffered.

This Regent is so insecure.

First, he removed the thorn in his eye, Pu Wei, then removed the thorn in his flesh, Yuan Weiting, and then dealt with the meddling Longyu.

After doing all this, considering Zhao Chuanxin's great military power and the fact that there were always rebels in the south, Zaifeng hurriedly supported his confidants, organized the Imperial Guard, and reused Tieliang, Shanqi, Zaixun, Zaize and Zaitao.

However, judging from the development of things in the past year.

This Imperial Guard was built to guard against Zhao Chuanxin, which seemed to be useless.

When Zaifeng heard that Zhao Chuanxin's troops had gathered in Lugang Town, he immediately got angry: "What does this thief want to do?"

Yulang pursed his lips: "I have inquired that the Lugang Town meeting is held as scheduled every year without exception. Your Majesty does not need to be angry."

He thought that it is better to have less trouble than more.

Zaifeng sneered three times: "Are previous years as lively as this year?"

"This..."

Yulang had to look at Zaitao, who was also a military advisor.

Zaitao pondered and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's lively or not. It's better to test it a little. Whether that person has rebellious intentions is the key."

Zaifeng's anger subsided a little: "How to test it?"

Zaitao covered his mouth with his fist and coughed: "It's best to confront face to face."

"That won't work." Yulang immediately rejected it: "Zhao Chuanxin is a murderous villain. Who can control him when he gets angry? A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!"

Zaitao retreated to the next best thing: "For such a major matter, we must test it. If we can't meet, we must talk in real time. Don't we have a telephone?"