The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

When the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent replies to Lugang Town and the Qing court respectively, and saw that they did not react violently, especially Lugang Town, they notified the consul in Changchun to act expediently.

Shibata Kanamejiro got the letter and went to Mitsui \u0026 Yoko Co. to ask them to buy land.

This land was planned by Song Chunting, the prefect of Changchun, to open a port. It was located in the area between the north gate of Changchun and Erdaogou.

Song Chunting has posted notices and dug a boundary trench.

However, Mantetsu used the name of Mitsui \u0026 Company to steal money from local villagers.

I don’t know how the process went, and I don’t know what’s sordid about it.

Anyway, after Song Chunting found out that the commercial port area he planned was stolen, he immediately went to the Japanese Consulate in an aggressive manner to find Kaname Shibata.

"Mr. Shibata, this land has been designated as a commercial port area. Please instruct Mitsui \u0026 Company to return the purchased land. Those who have not purchased it are not allowed to buy it again."

Shibata Kaojiro, who was commented by the "Shengjing Times" as "kind, honest, and helpful in handling problems" showed another domineering face at this time: "Master Song, the Japanese rent and buy houses, and it is stated in the secret agreement that China should not Prohibited. Even if the Changchun Commercial Port is established, it should be managed by the Sino-Japanese Yamen and not be opened by Jilin Province. "

Song Chunting was furious: "You insist on going your own way. I have detained the villagers who sold the land privately to Mantie, but we want to see who else dares to sell the land privately? Unfortunately, my decision does not count, otherwise the Changchun Mansion will also It should be like Lugang Town. Although private property is inviolable, it cannot be sold to people from other countries without authorization. Otherwise, it will be a serious crime of treason. I will report it to the court!"

Shibata Kajiro's eyes became sharp, and he said sadly: "Master Song, buying and selling land is free, but Lugang Town is rude and rude, oppressing the people, and even leads to tragedy and you have to taste the bitter consequences. I advise you not to mention Lugang Town." It’s better to go to Gangzhen.”

Song Chunting snorted: "Lugang Town bullies the people? This is strange. I have heard that everyone yearns for Lugang Town. But you Japanese people are spying on information everywhere in our Changchun Mansion, interfering in the establishment and development of regional commercial ports, and... The Japanese favored protection and oppressed and plundered the local people.”

Kaname Shibata thought that if Song Chunting were really allowed to punish these villagers for selling their land privately, no one would dare to sell their land.

He said coldly: "I also ask Mr. Song to release these villagers. I will formally submit a release request to the Changchun Mansion Office in the name of the consulate."

The final result was that instead of returning the land, Shibata Kanamero continued to steal the land and actually went to Changchun Mansion to negotiate for the release of the relevant villagers.

And he sent people around to stir up dissension in the countryside.

Look, we at the Japanese Consulate help you get justice.

But your government is detaining your own people.

At the same time, it was slandered that Lugang Town was forbidden to buy and sell private land, so the villagers planted bombs on the train in retaliation.

…

According to what Zhao Chuanxin said, Liu Guogui repeatedly asked the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs to cede land and compensate them.

The contents of the telegrams replied by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Japan became more and more sarcastic: All the civil and military officials and business gentry of the great powers were outraged upon hearing this news, and the domineering spirit of Lugang Town would eventually backfire. The discussion of ceding territory is really rude, please don't bring it up again...

Everyone has seen you having fun, why are you still here?

Compensation for land cessation? Why? Who do you think will give you the land?

Liu Guogui didn't want to do this.

He had been unhappy all day.

But Zhao Chuanxin told him that he had to do it again.

…

Sakhalin.

The original Bo'an Village in Fuxiang County has now completely become the land of the Peacekeeping Bureau.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin agreed that the Japanese who had been subtracted from the Peacekeeping Bureau would stay where they were.

But today, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly issued a notice: Those who do not join the peacekeeping bureau will be immediately expelled from Bo'an Village and moved to Neilu Village, Fuxiang Town, Sanjiang Village and other places to find their own accommodation.

As soon as this announcement came out, the Japanese were stunned.

They went to Kuroda Toshiro and cried: "Sir, please help us. It's freezing cold. Is Zhao Chuanxin trying to freeze us to death?"

So Kuroda Toshiro went to find Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and patted Kuroda Toshiro on the shoulder: "Xiao Liangzi, you Japanese have a large population. What are you afraid of if a whole village is killed? Just let them die. If anything happens, Zhao will take care of it."

Kuroda Toshiro's old face darkened.

Are you carrying it? What pocket do you use? Use the curtain pocket of the movie theater?

He suppressed his anxiety, restlessness and anger, and forced an ugly smile on his old face: "Master Zhao, as a mercy, even if you drive people away, you can't drive them away during this season. Otherwise, people will really die."

"You Japanese can see ordinary mammals everywhere. They are no different from cattle, sheep and pigs. Since cattle, sheep and pigs can survive in the winter, Zhao believes that you can too."

"you……"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his back and glared at Kuroda Toshiro: "Xiao Liangzi, are you embarrassed by your mother? I said, if you don't join the peacekeeping bureau, get out immediately. If you don't leave tomorrow night, the peacekeeping bureau will pick up a gun. Come here, don’t blame Bo’an Village for being stained with blood!”

Kuroda Toshiro knew that this was because the Japanese bombed the South Manchuria Railway train outside Lugang Town.

Zhao Chuanxin was furious.

He came back disappointed.

The Japanese people looked at him pitifully: "Sir, what's wrong?"

Kuroda Toshiro slapped the snow on his body and shivered from the cold.

Looking at these people who were not wealthy, he sighed: "Tonight, you pack your bags. Tomorrow I will find a big car and take your luggage to other villages to settle down temporarily."

There was a sudden howl of ghosts and wolves in the office.

Someone cursed: "Zhao Chuanxin will not die well!"

"Keep your voice down. Will you be okay if Tuzi Zhao hears it?"

These people leave, and some don't want to move. After all, the house is here.

Someone put it all together and decided to join the peacekeeping bureau.

Some people were not happy, but were afraid of Zhao's methods of passing on salary, so they had to pack their bags.

Kuroda Noriyo could not let them freeze to death and starve to death.

…

When Zhao Chuanxin came to Sakhalin last year to explore the road, the official office of Japan's Huatai Agency was still located in Otomari Town.

But in the second half of the year, the official office of Huatai Department moved to Fengyuan City.

Japan's influence in Sakhalin does not belong to the Ministry of Internal Affairs or Japan's foreign affairs.

Perhaps this is because there are Russians in the north who are eyeing him.

Shirakawa Yukihei, the chief executive of the Office of the Government Office of the Huatai Agency, was hosting a dinner. Not only Japanese, but also British and Russian civil and military officials and businessmen from northern Sakhalin were present.

Among the Russians were doctors, wardens, etc.

"Zhao Chuanxin is domineering, but evil is rewarded. He has a bronze head and iron arms, but his subordinates are not. If all his subordinates die, how many nails can he make if he is the only one left?"

Shirakawa Yukihei smiled: "The anti-Zhao Society has given me some inspiration. Zhao Chuanxin occupied my Mogan Village in Shixiang County and ordered the amnesty of the exiled prisoners as free citizens of the Peacekeeping Bureau. You think, if all these people died , What’s the use of Zhao Chuanxin’s request for Bo’an Village? Why don’t you just surrender it?”

A businessman hesitated and said, "Sir, I heard something today."

"What's the matter?"

"Zhao Chuanxin made the movie "Journey to Sakhalin". The protagonist is Peter Grebin, who is now the spokesperson of the Peacekeeping Bureau. He speaks everywhere, not limited to the North and South Islands. Wherever he goes, no one dares to stop him from entering and exiting freely. I don’t know how many people have been bewitched. If this continues, I’m afraid…”

Shirakawa Yukihei disagreed: "Just an actor."

The man looked cautious: "My lord, you have underestimated this movie. The movie ticket is 10 kopecks per person. The Peacekeeping Bureau has only one screening hall that can accommodate 60 people. It can screen 7 shows non-stop from early morning to late at night. "

Are the venues full?

Shirakawa Yukihei silently calculated that it was 42 rubles a day, 420 rubles for 10 days, and if it was left for a hundred days, it would be a profit of 4,200 rubles.

It was just a small screening room.

It is said that Zhao Chuanxin built many cinemas in China, and each cinema had multiple screening rooms.

The largest one is the Shanghai Beach Internet Cinema, which can accommodate up to thousands of viewers.

Shirakawa Yukihei said jealously: "If it was shown for a whole year, it's hard to imagine how much money he could make! He is really a greedy man who plunders people's fat and oil."

The man was stunned: "Sir, I want to say that this Russian Peter Grebin has caused a lot of harm. This can be seen from the people's love for "Sakhalin Journey". Therefore, we must be on guard!"

He thought to himself: How come your focus is all about money?

At this time, a drunk Russian man came into the room and said, "Guess what I saw when I went out to pee?"

"Did you see a bear? A tiger?"

The Nao man shook his head and spoke loudly, saying, "I looked up at the night sky and saw colorful fireworks floating in the sky."

"I don't believe it."

"If you don't believe me, come with me."

Several people went out with him.

They looked up at the dark night sky, and sure enough, there were colorful fireworks hovering in the sky.

"Oh God, what is this?"

"Could it be an angel?"

"I've heard that angels have wings and can fly, but I've never heard of angels spraying colorful lights."

"Wait a minute, there's a dark shadow..."

Before he could finish his words, he was enveloped in a blazing white light.

boom……

boom……

Two loud bangs.

Shirakawa Yukihei's official residence was engulfed in flames.

Three generations of dragons were floating in the sky. Zhao Chuanxin opened the hatch and looked down at the fireworks.

After Xingyue and Zhao Chuanxin experienced the confession game, their words were obviously more emotional.

It clicked its tongue and said, "If it weren't for the high value, I would really like to set off a few more to see, they are more gorgeous than fireworks."

Zhao Chuanxin was speechless, but what he was thinking about was whether he could survive such an explosion.

A bit hanging.

He asked: "Stop talking nonsense and report the data quickly."

Xingyue said: "The explosion of the XY10 bomb produced lethal fragments that flew 130 meters away. One XY10 bomb landed on a building and could penetrate at least 50 centimeters of concrete; the other bomb landed on the ground outside the house, creating a three-meter The pit is about 1.8 meters wide. Because it is frozen soil in winter, if the weather is warm, it is estimated that the pit will be four meters wide and two and a half meters deep. "

"..."

One generation of wars and one generation of gods.

There are gods in every version.

In contemporary war, Zhao Chuanxin = no solution.

But next generation, next generation, then it’s hard to say.

After all, he is a fake indestructible body.

The God of War in future wars can only be some kind of weapon or machine.

"Are there any survivors?"

Xingyue said: "Yes."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

If all of them are alive, then there is a high chance that he will survive.

"One more shot?"

Xingyue stopped: "Wouldn't it be a pity if too many ready-made buildings were blown up?"

"You have a point."

Zhao Chuanxin closed the hatch and accelerated slowly.

In the air, the third-generation dragon cannot rely on the Misty Traveler engine for acceleration, but only relies on the rainbow particle jet engine.

The acceleration from 100 meters to 100 meters is not 2 seconds, not 8 seconds, not even 13 seconds, but a terrifying 30 seconds.

When accelerating, even Zhao Chuanxin himself was really pushing hard.

"Fuck, what the hell is amphibious? This is clearly an aerial bull cart, a floating live target."

Xingyue said: "So I asked you to repaint it black to hide it."

"Hide it? The colorful flame tail is bright at night, and I just need to hang a banner to tell the Japanese that I, Zhao Chuanxin, am here."

So Zhao Chuanxin chose to land slowly, travel to Aniva Bay, and rush to Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan in half an hour.

At this time, he activated the anti-force rune fragments, used the rainbow particle jet engine to let the three-generation dragon take off at the speed of Kongming lanterns, slowly moved forward to the sky above Sapporo, and dropped the remaining three XY10 bombs.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin did not linger at the crime scene and immediately accelerated away.

Tonight, Zhao Chuanxin watched the fireworks show. He was excited and did not plan to go back to rest. He rode the three-generation dragon to the north.

He saw a faint blue light on the floating ice in the Sea of ​​Okhotsk, and excitedly went over to investigate.

"Xingyue, look to see if there are any Predators or aliens."

"Don't be silly, I remember the movie you mentioned. Even if there are Predators and aliens, they are no match for you. Predators are just strong, with thermal imaging detection equipment and automatic tracking weapons. Am I not 10,000 times stronger than thermal imaging detection equipment? Even a small Predator unit can be killed by you. The alien is even weaker, it only has the advantage of fast speed, and I consider it a hero if it can last two rounds under your hands."

Zhao Chuanxin wore a knitted hat and a fur-brimmed hat from a parka to resist the blizzard at sea.

He curiously looked at the floating ice with blue light under his feet.

Xingyue explained: "It should be the light emitted by plankton and cyanobacteria after freezing into the ice."

Zhao Chuanxin lost interest after watching for a while, rode on the third-generation Youlong, and arrived at the Kamchatka Peninsula after 40 minutes.

Even in the 21st century, most of this area is still undeveloped, let alone now.

The local indigenous people were almost wiped out by the Tsar's Cossacks two hundred years ago.

The remaining descendants of the indigenous people have recovered a little in the past few years and still live on the peninsula, but their number is not large.

It can be said that this place is more miserable than Sakhalin.

After Zhao Chuanxin landed, he activated the light blade and cut off a piece of alder. He pinched it with his fingernail and knew that this wood was not a pillar material, it was too loose.

It is suitable for making vehicles such as wooden boxes for transportation, after all, it is light enough.

He cut some alder, pine and other woods and transported them back and forth to Kuitshalan.

Xingyue gave a distribution map of the surrounding organisms on his glasses.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up.

The island looks desolate, but it is actually full of vitality.

Because the winter nights here are too long, animals have to move at night, otherwise they will starve to death.

Zhao Chuanxin saw animals such as foxes, flying dragons, rabbits, wolverines and bighorn sheep wandering around.

If you go deep into the forest, there must be large beasts like brown bears.

He turned on the reaction shoulder strap and roamed in the air in the forest by kicking the tree trunks with his feet and grabbing branches with his hands.

This way, he didn't have to get stuck in the snow that was thick enough to bury people.

A group of bighorn sheep were migrating to a certain place. They were struggling to trek in the snow. Unexpectedly, disaster struck from the sky. Zhao Chuanxin quietly went behind a bighorn sheep and cut it with a knife.

Tsk...

Zhao Chuanxin slaughtered two sheep, causing panic among the sheep, but they could do nothing.

Other carnivorous animals often miss the opportunity to eat because they are stuck in the snow and can't get out.

Wolves are a typical example.

But they have never seen predators floating in the air.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't over-hunt either. Two sheep, eight flying dragons, and a badger.

Kamchatka Island is indeed a barren land that makes the people of the Russian Empire shudder.

Zhao Chuanxin walked for a long time and didn't see any traces of civilization.

Here, people suffer, and animals suffer as well.

Back at the beach, Zhao Chuanxin saw traces of ice being chiseled.

The local natives make a living by fishing and hunting, and they have to fish in winter.

Zhao Chuanxin used a light blade to cut a hole in the ice.

Xingyue said: "Go one mile forward and chisel the ice again."

Zhao Chuanxin chiseled the ice, but was not in a hurry to cast the net.

Zhao Chuanxin, a construction maniac, used the thick sea ice he cut to build an ice house to block the wind, took out the stove and used dry firewood picked up from the forest to make a fire, picked up the flying dragon, cut it into pieces, stir-fried it with lard, added soup and soaked dried hazel mushrooms.

One stove with two stoves, and on the other stove was a pot for steaming rice.

Xingyue complained: "No matter where you go, you will leave traces of construction."

For example, the underwater bedroom in Hulun Lake has been abandoned for a long time, and the steps outside have long been reduced to a resting place for otters.

His permanent residences are only the hut on the Ergun River, the basement of Kuiteshalan, the home in Lubinfu, and the home in Lugang Town.

Zhao Chuanxin covered the pot, and then used a skewer to skewer a piece of venison and smoked it with firewood under the stove.

He said: "I come, I build, I conquer."

Xingyue said: "Since I have independent consciousness, I often wonder if I have received the wrong information. In this sentence, is it me who sees, or I who builds?"

"I build, that's right." Zhao Chuanxin said firmly.

When the rice and chicken poison mushrooms were ready, Zhao Chuanxin took out a dinner plate bigger than his butt and two soup bowls bigger than his face.

Pour all the rice into the dinner plate, and the two soup bowls are filled with stewed flying dragon mushrooms.

He put the roasted venison aside, and scooped a few spoonfuls of stewed chicken mushrooms on the other side of the dinner plate with a spoon to prevent the taste from mixing.

Xingyue: "You are very professional in eating, sometimes I also try what human food tastes like."

"Listen to my brother's advice and don't have such thoughts. Desire makes people bad."

"Don't teach me what those in power and capitalists instill in the poor. It's just that suffering a loss is a blessing, being ordinary is true, people must know how to be content, and being a coolie is the most glorious..."

"Oh no, I didn't remember I told you this?"

"Can't I listen, read, and summarize? You let the free people of the Peacekeeping Bureau spend whatever they earn. They earn a little more, and you make movies and let them go to the cinema to spend money. I guess the next step is to wait for the warm flowers. You want to build houses aggressively and introduce mortgage loans to completely lock them in, am I right? "

"I'm sorry." Zhao Chuanxin was shocked: "How can you still rush to answer? Is there anything else?"

Xingyue said: "I guess you will let Maozi and Japs get into the bad habits of betrothal gifts and rushing gifts, further squeezing their monthly wages. Build roads, introduce cars, car loans. Let Huajie clothing brand enter Sakhalin, perfume Luxury goods such as cigarettes and lipsticks are rampant, causing women to flock to them and men to pay for their hormones..."

Xingyue kept talking.

Zhao Chuanxin held the rice soaked in chicken stewed with mushroom soup in his hand, and forgot to put it into his mouth for a moment.

"Haha, how about I let you take the position of gold medal mediator of the Peacekeeping Bureau."

Xingyue said vigilantly: "It's in vain, I have a sense of autonomy, but I have no desire, only curiosity."

Zhao Chuanxin happily cooked the rice: "I can also concoct festivals such as Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, Christmas Eve, Christmas, birthdays, anniversaries of reunions and reunions, etc. where gifts need to be given to each other, and even spring, summer, and autumn. , the first cup of milk tea in winter. I want them to be like cows and horses, and I will lose if they can make a big deal out of their pockets.”

"You seem to be very insidious." Xingyue said, "In fact, you are not kind at all."

"Are you feeling pity for them?"

Xingyue was helpless: "We'd better stop this boring business of you doubting me, I doubting you doubting me, you doubting me doubting you doubting me. In fact, I am already an inseparable part of your body. Have you ever seen someone with his own limbs?" Competitive?"

"I've seen it. I've seen many people who can move their eyes, move their mouths, and move their keyboards, but only their limbs can't move. Some people can't move their brains either. They are being manipulated by others every day."

"..."

"Okay, let's start fishing."

The Sea of ​​Okhotsk is known as the Pacific Icehouse.

So cold.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered the net. When the cold wind blew, the areas where the fishing net touched the water turned to ice.

The reason why we break the ice repeatedly and wait for a long time before launching the net is to give the fish time to discover that the oxygen content of the sea water here is higher.

In one net, you can find salmon, herring, and pollock.

Zhao Chuanxin dragged out the fishing net, shook the fish onto the ice, and immediately closed the net.

…

Masayoshi Sato and Levitan waited for a long time at the entrance of the Peacekeeping Bureau wearing thick cotton clothes.

They saw a figure emerging from the snowstorm under the light of the lighthouse.

It's Mr. Zhao Chuanxin.

Mr. Zhao Chuanxin carried a pole on his shoulders, with "odds and pieces" hung on both ends.

Good guy, four deer legs, a bunch of frozen fish stuck together...

"Huh? I was looking for you. Send these to the barracks to feed the Peacekeeping Bureau."

The two of them went to pick it up at the same time, but almost fell to the ground.

This horse can't weigh more than two or three hundred pounds?

No wonder the pole is as thick as a telegraph pole.

"Sir, Shirakawa Yukihei's mansion next to the official office of the Kata Agency in the south of the island exploded! Dozens of people died, including Russians, British and Japanese."

Masayoshi Sato and Levitan grinned while carrying fish and meat.

"Oh, such a tragedy happened?" Zhao Chuanxin beat his chest with his fist: "Zhao is deeply saddened, it hurts, it hurts too much."

Levitan couldn't bear it anymore and threw the pole on the ground, hoping to bring Masayoshi Sato down.

He pursed his lips and said, "Sir, do you always smile when you are in pain?"

"Exactly, my face is paralyzed, and the corners of my mouth can only be raised, but cannot be lowered. If I were not worried that the tears would freeze at the corners of my eyes, I would have cried bitterly. Quickly, please draft a text to send condolences to Fengyuan City on behalf of the Peacekeeping Bureau. ”

Masayoshi Sato carefully looked at Zhao Chuanxin's expression and said, "Shirakawa Yukihira was seriously injured but was not killed."

"What? Why didn't he die?" Zhao Chuanxin blurted out, and then said hurriedly: "Oh, I mean, it's really gratifying that he survived. By the way, what level of disability is it? Yes. Isn’t life worse than death?”

Masayoshi Sato: "..."

…

Lugang Town.

Telegrams from the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Qing court came one after another.

Telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Japan: Japan and Lugang Town are neighbors across the water and treat each other with courtesy and friendship. However, Lugang Town made an unreasonable proposal to cede territory and blew up the red brick building of the Hokkaido Provincial Government Office and surrounding houses, killing more than 100 people and injuring more than 100 people. . The cause and effect of this case are clear enough that even a three-year-old child can see the crux of the matter. After the explosion, the Japanese Empire demanded that Lugang Town punish the perpetrators, pay compensation, and cede territory, so that the anger of the military and the people could be subdued, otherwise the weapons would be in front of their faces...

They only mentioned that the Hokkaido Provincial Government Office was bombed, but did not mention that Shirakawa Yukihira of the Kata Agency Office was bombed, resulting in dozens of casualties.

At this point, Liu Guogui felt comfortable all over: If you say that, then I won’t be sleepy anymore.

He immediately replied: This is purely false. The highway office of your country was bombed by gangsters. Although Lugang Town is grieving, the gangsters' actions are not influenced by the will of Lugang Town. Another piece of advice: if you reduce taxes, reduce harshness on the people, and reduce external ambitions, you will be surprised to find that nothing will explode...

Liu Baogui was secretly happy: With so many people dead, it seems that black gunpowder is not used to pass on the torch!