The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Just like Shinoda Haruse said, Zhao Chuanxin had no channel to publish it in newspapers in South Korea.

But he didn't want to do that at all.

Since what we want to recapture is the Jiandao area, is there any use in going to South Korea?

That night, Zhao Chuanxin took people to the Jiandao area.

Just like later generations sweeping buildings with flyers, Zhao Chuanxin and the others took newspapers and sneaked them from door to door.

If someone discovers it, send a copy generously.

If you want to yell? Sorry, then this is a big deal.

It doesn't matter if you use it to wipe your butt and paper the wall, the quality doesn't matter, the quantity must meet the standard anyway.

Tonight, Liu Yonghe also came.

He asked in a low voice: "Captain Zhao, is this really useful?"

"We'll see."

"How long will it take to see the results?"

"This is just a warm-up. There will be a more exciting little movie later. It won't be long before I make everyone here in Jiandao hate Little Japan."

After handing out the newspapers, it was already very late.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the sky,

There is a round moon and colorful stars.

Under the moonlight, you can see the green willow trees beside the road.

In the distance, there are the outlines of mountains wrapped in the deep night sky.

In my ears, I can hear the rushing sound of the Tumen River, and the rustling sound of people stepping on stones and legs touching the seeds of Su Zi.

He couldn't tell how wonderful these scenery were, but they made Zhao Chuanxin feel relaxed and happy.

He was born and raised in the black land and has deep feelings for this land.

He likes to eat and is lazy to work, and he speaks freely, but reaching out for clothes, laughing and cursing does not affect his patriotism.

Just like Comrade Shuren is patriotic and speaks out for the nation, Comrade Shuren's quality of life may not be higher than that of Zhao Chuanxin. Who can deny Comrade Shuren's enthusiasm and enthusiasm?

Comrade Shuren also once said that Chinese characters must be eliminated, otherwise the country will perish. At least Zhao Chuanxin didn't say this, right?

Sometimes, Zhao Chuanxin felt that everything he did was as illusory as fantasy.

At other times, he felt that as long as he made these scraps of fantasy strong enough and detailed enough, the fantasy would blend with the real world.

Perhaps, in the eyes of visionaries, the things he did were far from overthrowing the Qing court, or even replacing it, and were not as exciting as these thrilling events.

But Zhao Chuanxin felt that what he should do was something he could control and see the historical direction of the mechanism, instead of being a vain experientialist and operating randomly regardless of the consequences.

Others think he is reckless, but he himself does not think so.

The next day,

In the Jiandao area, when people open their doors, what they see is newspapers with the smell of ink placed at the door.

It's fresh.

Ordinary people, who buys newspapers? If you have that money, you can exchange it for some soy sauce and mix it with rice for an extra bowl.

But don’t give up for free.

There are people who can’t read, but they can look at pictures and look at pictures.

A snot-nosed kid happily returned to the house with a newspaper and entered his parents' room: "Mom and dad, look, what is this painting?"

His parents were wrapped naked in the quilt, opened their eyes in confusion, and said angrily: "Isn't this a newspaper? You go out first and come in later."

This is a family with good conditions, but they live in a separate room with their children. In poor conditions, men, women, old and young all crowded into the same room, and a small world could be formed by just drawing a curtain.

At night, as long as you tell yourself that you are deaf, you will not hear any weird sounds.

The snotty baby was still in high spirits and went out happily holding the newspaper.

In an era when supplies are scarce, even a newspaper can become a toy.

The snot-nosed baby sat on the threshold of his house with his hair in a hair-do, looking happily at the pictures in the newspaper under the rays of the rising sun in the east.

After looking at the paintings, I went to look at the photos.

After looking at the photo, I finally looked at the words on it.

He scratched the shaved back of his head and said, "Unfortunately, there are too few paintings."

In fact, Korean people are also people of flesh and blood. Especially in Jiandao, every household is poor and there is no difference.

After a while, his parents came out fully dressed and roughly took the newspaper from his hands.

Men are literate and can understand proverbs.

He wondered: "The Japanese massacred our people? Why didn't I know about this?"

The woman stretched her head and asked curiously: "Did it just happen that it hasn't spread yet?"

"Well, I have to go find out. By the way, where did this newspaper come from?"

The couple looked at the snotty kid sitting on the threshold.

Sniffles scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know, there's one at the door."

This situation happens in every household in the Jiandao area.

Those who are literate can read it themselves, while those who are illiterate can ask their neighbors.

At first, they inquired like this: "Did the Japanese massacre our people?"

Well, if no one refutes the rumors, then they will start spreading them.

Slowly, the question became like this: "Have you heard that the Japanese massacred our people!"

As the sun rises, pull higher. The news brewed until the end, and it became: "Damn little Japan, it doesn't want to die a good death, but it actually kills us Korean people!"

This is the result Zhao Chuanxin wants.

Never overestimate the rationality of the people, and never overestimate the IQ of the mob.

In later generations, rumors that a fool could see through often had the effect of causing people to loot certain goods.

Anyway, everyone else is grabbing it, and if you don’t grab it, you’ll feel panicked.

My hands are not under my control at all.

Then grab it.

The effect now is similar.

Everyone else believes it, but you don’t?

Then you have no conscience, you are out of touch with the masses.

You do not believe? Then you don’t love our Korean Empire. If you don’t believe it, do you know?

You do not believe? Then I have to argue with you and see how you will die when the Japanese come to kill you!

In this case, just believe it.

Yes, the Japanese massacred Korean people!

This storm blew faster than Liu Yonghe imagined, and was stronger than Zhao Chuanxin expected.

When Saito Kijiro came to the Jiajima area with the Korean police bastards, he was immediately confused.

A group of people gathered together and threw rotten potatoes that had not been stored well in the winter, rotten cabbage leaves with withered and yellow leaves that were inedible, and dung lumps from the fields, and threw them towards Saito Kijiro from a distance.

Saito Kijiro's entourage was furious: "Baga, you bunch of unruly people, do you want to rebel?"

"Bah! The Japanese will not die well!"

"Get out of Korea."

"No, the Japanese should get out of China!"

Saito Kijiro looked down at the unknown creature's feces stained on his clothes. He was so disgusted.

Seeing the fierce situation, he really didn't know what to do.

The attendant angrily took his gun and pointed it at the approaching farmer.

The Korean police looked confused. They didn’t want to stop him, and they didn’t want to stop him either.

When collective courage broke out, the farmers ignored the dark muzzles and continued to move forward in the excitement of the crowd.

In China, the Japanese are still in the exploratory stage of making further progress.

But in South Korea, the Japanese have successfully passed that trial period and are now in a stage where they have no worries.

Saito Kijiro's entourage fired a vicious shot before he gave the order.

boom!

An older farmer collapsed.

The shooting had a deterrent effect.

The farmers retreated sharply, their collective courage suddenly disappearing.

Korean people also have a characteristic - they will jump if they are not beaten, they will be convinced if they are beaten, and after a while the noise will subside and they will continue to dance.

They dare to be angry but dare not speak out. Like red crabs moving with the tide on the beach, they retreat in an efficient and orderly manner and disappear in the blink of an eye.

Only the family members were left, dragging the old man's body away with their heads lowered and hatred invisible to the Japanese in their eyes.

Saito Kijiro didn't make things difficult for his followers to shoot. After all, it had an effect, didn't it?

He turned around and asked the Korean police coldly: "Who can tell me what is going on?"

The eyes of the Korean policemen flickered like the colorful shadows cast by the morning sun on Liu Shao. They were evasive but silent.

Saito Kijiro had a rather bad premonition, and he vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with Zhao Chuanxin.

He snorted coldly: "Check it for me!"

The Korean police have to investigate the matter regarding the Koreans.

"yes!"

Also thinking about Zhao Chuanxin are Chen Zhaochang and Wu Luzhen.

When he woke up in the morning, Chen Zhaochang's eyelids were always twitching.

He couldn't help but send people to find Wu Luzhen.

Wu Luzhen had just finished her meal and was in a good mood. She was humming a song from an unknown drama with her hands behind her back.

"Master Chen, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Qing Shou, I asked you to send someone to keep an eye on Jiandao. Is there any movement?"

Wu Luzhen knew that the governor was under a lot of pressure, because Cixi always urged him to supervise the affairs of Jiejian Island as soon as possible.

The imperial court did not understand this entangled diplomatic relationship, and just thought that moving the boundary stake back to its original position was done.

He smiled and said, "I'm watching. Don't worry, Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhaochang nodded: "The imperial court has issued a decree, saying that if the rebels continue to cause trouble, I will lead my men to destroy them."

What Cixi meant was that the rebels were just a group of bandits who occupied the mountain and were kings. They just wiped them out casually, and they could not be allowed to ruin the major event of the peace talks.

Wu Luzhen's good mood suddenly disappeared.

He hurriedly said: "It is absolutely impossible. In fact, Governor Xu also received a telegram from the court, and Governor Xu has already replied to the court. This matter must not be done."

Xu Shichang's reply to Cixi was just one sentence - the timing was not right and the matter was postponed for discussion.

After all, he is a feudal official who holds military power. He is capable and skillful, so what he says still carries a lot of weight.

Chen Zhaochang sighed: "What's going on with Zhao Chuanxin?"

Although he disagreed with the cooperation between Wu Luzhen and Zhao Chuanxin, Chen Zhaochang was now under pressure from both sides and became anxious.

Just as he was about to speak, Wu Luzhen's adjutant came to report in a hurry.

"Senior, there is a conflict between the Korean farmers in Jiandao and the Japanese."

"What?" Chen Zhaochang had a huge reaction and sat up from his chair.

The adjutant said excitedly: "In the morning, Saito Kishijiro went to Jiandao to inspect, and was beaten by a group of Korean people with rotten vegetable leaves and dung eggs. In anger, Saito Kishijiro's followers opened fire, killing a civilian on the spot. .”

Wu Luzhen and Chen Zhaochang looked at each other.

I am...

Isn't this Zhao Chuanxin's work?

At the beginning, he categorically stated in front of Saito Kijiro and Shinoda Haruse that he would create fake news in the newspaper.

Is it possible that he really did it?

But how is that possible?

Wu Luzhen waved her hand: "Tell people to pay close attention to Jiandao's every move and report everything no matter how big or small."

"yes!"

When the adjutant left, Wu Luzhen felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure: "How about it, Mr. Chen, I will say that Zhao Chuanxin is a strange person. He and his back-up troops can't move. He can play a big role at critical times." .”

This is a good thing, Chen Zhaochang feels that the pressure has gone away.

But he must be unconvinced: "Huh, just watch, this matter will soon subside when the Japanese come out to refute the rumors. How can it help us expel the Japanese and regain our territory?"

Haha, you damn duck has a tough mouth!

Wu Luzhen knew that the Japanese and South Korean military and police invaded Jiandao. In addition to wanting a springboard to invade China, they also wanted to collect taxes and conduct household registration in the Jiandao area.

Therefore, the attitude of the Korean farmers there is also very important.

If a group resists Japanese rule, even if they build the Tongjianfu Police Station, at least half of its meaning will be lost and it will be nothing more than an empty shell.

Chen Zhaochang added: "In addition to our active efforts here, I also informed major newspapers of the news to facilitate the fermentation of public opinion among the people and the world."

Wu Luzhen disagreed with this.

The British sided with little Japan. The Americans always liked to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and then pull chestnuts out of the fire. Most of the other powers just sat back and ignored it.

Even if it is fermented again, it is just a matter of pleasure behind closed doors.

…

Let's talk about Zhao Chuanxin. After learning what happened in Jiandao, he had an extra bowl of porridge for breakfast.

Liu Yonghe was shocked by Zhao Chuanxin's methods.

"Captain Zhao, this trick of yours is so useful. The little devil will definitely have a headache now. What should we do next?"

"Next, let's wait for the Japanese to refute the rumors."

These words confused Liu Yonghe: "Why? Shouldn't we pursue the victory and continue to spread rumors?"

If people try to refute rumors, isn’t it just a useless effort?

"Don't worry about it so much and go to training as soon as possible. I'm the professional at spreading rumors like this. You don't understand."

"Forehead……"

These Japanese people just like to dance, and Zhao Chuanxin is sure they will respond.

These despicable little dwarfs are just a mushroom cloud away from making noise and stopping.

Captain Zhao just doesn’t have one. If he had one, he would plant one during the critical period and he would probably be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of his life.

In the past few days, Zhao Chuanxian built himself a recliner as soon as possible.

It's been a long time since I've laid down so comfortably.

The only fly in the ointment is that the armrests of the lounge chair lack the thick patina texture and are a bit irritating.

In addition, there is no sponge pad underneath, which hurts the buttocks, which is a negative review.

Qianfan was lying next to him, as if the old monk was in trance, basking in the sun comfortably with his eyes closed.

A good man protects three villages, and a good dog protects three neighbors.

One person and one dog have proven their worth.

Zhao Chuanxin enjoyed this rare leisure time and casually picked up the "serious" newspaper sent by Cui Fenghua next to him.

It records the news of the Qing government's rectification of the three provinces outside the Pass, reports on some policies and achievements, and advocates the contributions of Xu Shichang and others.

Then there were articles to encourage farmers, but compared to the ridiculous "Books to Encourage Farmers" from the Ming Dynasty and before, the ones in this newspaper were much more practical.

It even records how to choose good seeds, how to make agricultural tools, etc.

Continuing to scroll down, Zhao Chuanxin saw a piece of news that shocked him.

The title is - Taihu Robbers Robbed a Bank.

Looking down, it actually has something to do with him.

There are many salt lords on Taihu Lake, most of whom are from poor backgrounds and make a living by selling private salt.

Since the Qing government was short of money and began to transfer the salt industry to the public for management, even Li Shutong's family declined, and the life of these salt lords became even more difficult.

In order to resist the official sale of official salt by the Qing government, these salt lords gathered together and purchased guns and ammunition. Taking advantage of the vast water surface of Tai Lake and its convenient concealment, they spread across different counties in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and gradually formed bandits who robbed homes and homes.

These Taihu bandits not only work with the government, but also often rob boat people and fishermen on the water, kidnap money, kill people and set fires, and commit all kinds of evil.

Even worse than those outside the pass.

Who are the officers and soldiers of the Qing court, except for the six towns in Beiyang?

Just like the officers and soldiers Zhao Chuanxin dealt with around Lugang Town before, not only did they not dare to come to suppress them, but they sometimes even tipped them off.

The same is true in the Taihu Lake area.

These Taihu bandits, armed with guns, men and fast boats, come and go as calmly as the beards on horseback.

No one takes it seriously.

That day, a group of Taihu bandits suddenly jumped to help the marine police gunboat docked. They subdued the marine policemen in a few strokes, tied them up and controlled them, and took away their guns.

Moreover, he boldly ran to the patrol station and subdued all the patrol officers.

When he saw this, Zhao Chuanxin was really dumbfounded.

This group of Taihu bandits were more powerful than him, Zhao Chuanxin, and they took over the patrol station before robbing the bank. He, Zhao Chuanxin, was just making secret withdrawals.

Read on.

These robbers were divided into several groups and operated at the same time. Some subdued patrol patrols and marine police, while others attacked banks.

The bank vault guard refused to hand over the keys, so the robbers shot the guard to death, then took the keys from his body and opened the vault.

The newspaper claimed that it was because of the previous "unknown thieves" who robbed foreign banks that the Taihu bandits saw "business opportunities" and followed suit. Taihu robbers stole up to 40,000 yuan in this robbery.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the armrest of the lounge chair loudly.

Cui Fenghua, who was waiting for dispatch at any time, asked curiously: "Captain Zhao, what big thing happened?"

Zhao Chuanxin was heartbroken and said: "The world is declining, how can it be so? There is no king's law anymore!"

Cui Fenghua stretched out her head and saw that he was literate and could read the newspaper very quickly. With a quick glance, he could understand the general content.

He gave a thumbs up: "I didn't expect that Captain Zhao is still concerned about the country and the people. He is really a role model for our generation..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin said angrily: "You only have 40,000 yuan to rob a bank, how dare you call it a 'Gundam'? It's just fucking unreasonable!"

What Zhao Chuanxin is saddened by is that he does not know which bank started to change its strategy, reduce the number of security personnel, and at the same time strengthen the transportation of reserve funds.

That is, once the money exceeds a certain amount, it will be shipped away immediately.

In this way, the money of the guards is saved and spent on transportation. Even if someone comes to steal, the loss will be smaller than when the security is tight.

It is unimaginable that he will go to a foreign bank to withdraw money in the future. Even if he worked all night and looked as tired as after working overtime with ten young ladies, the total cost would probably only be around 100,000 yuan.

That's not even a fraction of what he once withdrew.

The neighbor is disobedient and refuses to help save money. It’s strange that Captain Zhao is not angry!