The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhu Laoba was shouting: "The new prefect is a Han. If you dare to lay a finger on me today, the prefect will take your cap off."

"Hmph, you who know the truth, leave quickly and don't make any mistakes."

Don't tell me, Hu Da really didn't dare to do anything to him when he yelled like this.

As we all know, Zhao Chuanxin has hated Cixi for a long time and has never concealed it.

Everyone knows who Cixi is and who Zhao Chuanxin is.

Hu Da really couldn't figure out Zhao Chuanxin's attitude.

If he didn't give the order, his men would not dare to act rashly.

But all of them were blushing and having thick necks.

This Zhu Laoba is so disgusting.

Seeing that they were still and silent, Zhu Laoba raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know about the New Deal? Even the imperial court cannot trust you banner people! Don't think that we are easy to bully and want to drive us away. Ask these people behind me if they agree!"

Behind him, there were Han people and bannermen, all logging workers, who all said in unison: "No."

Bodigrile could hardly hold himself back.

He stared at Hu Da. As long as he said a word, he couldn't help but rush forward and hack Zhu Laoba to death.

However, Hu Da's face did not change.

It's hard to tell whether he is calm and collected or cowardly.

At this moment, Bodigrile suddenly felt that the chief card officer of Zana was not simple.

Zhu Laoba was so proud that he rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight someone to the death.

Hu Da calmly said: "Are you done?"

Zhu Laoba said in a sullen voice: "We haven't finished talking yet. If we don't let us chop wood and split boards, we will never finish talking!"

Hu Da said calmly: "The reason why you are making noise here is not because Hu is afraid of your bravery. Have you ever thought about how miserable your fate will be if your status as a Han citizen cannot be used as a talisman?"

Zhu Laoba was stunned when he heard this.

A trace of imperceptible panic flashed across his face, his eyes flickered, he glanced at the people beside him from the corner of his eye, coughed and said: "You banner people protect the banner people, and we Han people will naturally protect the Han people. I don't believe that the prefect will speak in favor of you. The imperial court You say, let us Han people consolidate our borders."

Hu Da was noncommittal: "But now it's not the imperial court that has the final say, it's the prefect Zhao who has the final say."

"Huh, that's it, let's see." Zhu Laoba snorted heavily.

The stalemate lasted for a long time, with both sides refusing to back down.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from a distance.

Xilulu...

Zhao Chuanxin, Yao Jia and Che Hezha dismounted.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyelids were drooped, his face was calm, and he was walking like a dragon and a tiger.

"Master Prefect."

"Meet the prefect."

The soldiers greeted him one after another, and the complicated mood just now disappeared. At this time, there was only respect in their eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was expressionless, but he nodded frequently.

The soldier who was nodded immediately raised his chest and raised his head.

Yao Jia followed Zhao Chuanxin step by step, almost jogging to keep up.

When he got closer, Zhao Chuanxin took off his windbreaker and threw it to Che and Zha.

Che and Zha quickly caught him.

Zhao Chuanxin moved his neck and looked up at Zhu Laoba.

I'm... Zhu Laoba has met many princes and nobles of Meng Banner, met the generals of the government offices, and met the general managers of each wing.

However, none of the people he had met had the sense of oppression that Zhao Chuanxin gave him.

The prefect is wearing a shirt and waistcoat, and his hair is like a chicken coop. His face was thin, with edges harder than the branches of the larch trees of the Sinike River.

Zhao Chuanxin walked very close and stared condescendingly into Zhu Laoba's eyes: "Are you Zhu Laoba?"

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Yao Jia immediately handed him a match and lit it. Fortunately, he was smoking a cigarette, not a cigar.

"Yes, yes, Zhu Laoba, a common man..."

"Who told you to do this?"

"..." Zhu Laoba was extremely nervous and scared. Inexplicably scared, he didn't know why: "No, no one ordered me."

Zhao Chuanxin has a way of judging people.

He was slightly startled, what Zhu Laoba said turned out to be the truth.

That's strange.

Zhao Chuanxin put one hand in his pocket, passed Zhu Laoba, and walked back.

The Han people and bannermen behind him were very nervous when they saw that the prefect had no trace of elegance in his body. Instead, he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a strong back, long hands and long legs, and his shirt was bulging out with well-developed muscles.

This prefect is simply taller and stronger than Maozi.

Zhao Chuanxin looked over one by one and found that these people seemed a little sneaky.

His eyes were like lightning, and from these furtive expressions, he found that one person had evasive eyes and was extremely guilty.

Zhao Chuanxin snatched him out.

This man was so nervous that his body was shaking, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Master Magistrate, why are you arresting me?"

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "What is your name?"

"Caomin Zhang Dexi."

Zhao Chuanxin turned to Zhu Laoba and asked, "Are you familiar with Zhang Dexi?"

"Familiar, very familiar..." Zhu Laoba didn't dare to lie.

"Did he say anything to you?"

"He..." Zhu Laoba hesitated.

"explain."

Under the strong aura, Zhu Laoba did not dare to struggle at all.

"Back to the prefect, we just talked about some gossip. He analyzed it for me and said that the prefect is a Han and will speak for us Han people."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stepped on the approximate position of the gap between Zhang Dexi's cuneiform bones.

This kick is very honest.

"ah……"

The pain nerves here were dense, and Zhang Dexi screamed.

Zhao Chuanxin blew a puff of cigarette into his face, forcing Zhang Dexi, a non-smoker, to burst into tears.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and asked him: "Who instigated you to provoke Zhu Laoba?"

"No, no one..." Zhang Dexi said harshly.

Zhao Chuanxin thrust his fingers like a knife into his ribs and dug hard with his hand.

"ah……"

Zhang Dexi made a sound like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Being pinched at this place not only hurts, but also makes people stand on their toes unconsciously, making them feel so uncomfortable that they want to die.

Zhang Dexi couldn't stand it anymore: "Yes, it's a Mongolian named Haishan. He gave me the idea. Please spare my life, the prefect, but I will tell you everything I know..."

People around me felt the same and felt that everyone was not well.

Doesn't it mean that Zhao Chuanxin is a Han official, so he will favor the Han people?

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and roughly thought of such a number one person.

He seems to be known as the leader of the modern Mongolian independence movement.

Zhao Chuanxin rarely thinks about his stance. His stance is his code of conduct.

"What did Haishan say to you?"

"He said that the Han people should help the Han people, and the banner people should help the banner people. The general manager of each wing has always been disgusted with our logging, so he asked me to incite Zhu Laoba to resist, because when the prefect takes office, he will make decisions for us... "

This cunning plan to sow discord was very well done.

Zhao Chuanxin withdrew his hand.

Zhang Dexi was already sweating profusely from the pain, and he almost collapsed.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and came to Zhu Laoba: "I heard that you think I will favor you?"

Zhu Laoba kept saying: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."

Bodigrile felt relieved. Didn't you swear before?

Zhao Chuanxin raised the corner of his mouth: "You shouldn't. Didn't you look very awesome just now? Why are you so timid? Isn't it very profitable to lead people to cut wood and sell it to the Russians? Do you want me to burn five hundred taels of paper money first? , after all, the soldiers and horses go ahead before the food and grass are used?"

When Zhu Laoba heard this, he was so frightened that he cried: "Master magistrate, ordinary people are innocent, even if they are guilty, they will not die..."

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the cigarette butt away, waved his hand and said: "Mr. Hu, take Zhang Dexi back and take him into custody. Chief Yao, register Zhu Laoba and others. From now on, anyone who logs without a logging ticket will be deemed a crime, and anyone who disobeys will be considered a crime." Immediate execution of justice on the spot!"

When Zhang Dexi heard this, his face turned pale. He didn't know where he got the courage from, and shouted loudly: "Zhifu Zhao, you are a Han in vain. You are eating the inside and the outside and pushing the elbows out..."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned around: "What a shame, an anti-bone boy is an anti-bone boy. I just wanted you to do a labor camp, but you have to seek death!"

Everyone's eyes flashed, and Zhao Chuanxin disappeared. When he appeared again, he was in front of Zhang Dexi.

Zhang Dexi opened his mouth in surprise.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his braid and pulled hard.

Lift your knees, bang!

Zhang Dexi was first pulled to bend over, and then his body was pushed backwards by a knee.

However, Zhao Chuanxin pulled him back by his braid. Zhao Chuanxin raised his elbow and bang.

Zhang Dexi's entire nose collapsed and he was completely unrecognizable.

Zhao Chuanxin took a step back, raised his leg and kicked sideways at a high angle.

Boom!

Zhang Dexi actually rose up from the ground and fell half a meter.

He immediately fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and died immediately.

There was total silence.

So damn cruel!

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at everyone and said: "In this three-acre land, don't give it to Mongolians and Han. I, Zhao Chuanxin, am the prefect of all of you. If you make a mistake and get beaten, you must stand upright. If you don't accept it, stand up and give you a chance to retaliate. Ni What Gu La II couldn’t do, let me see if you have that ability!”

Zhu Laoba knelt down with a bang, not daring to speak, and just kowtowed.

Seeing this, the rest followed suit.

Just fall to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't want others to kneel down, that's not the purpose.

He spat, took the windbreaker from Che and Zha, and rode away.

Hu Da opened his mouth in shock and was speechless for a long time.

Che Hezha, Bodigrile and others looked at Zhao Chuanxin's leaving figure with awe and fear.

Is this solved?

Zhao Chuanxin told everyone with his actions that he only distinguished between Chinese and Russians, not Mongols and Han.

Although he is arrogant, he treats everyone equally and everyone is impressed.

Hu Da looked at Zhang Dexi's body on the ground and said, "No need to detain him. Let's collect the body."

…

Indiscriminate logging and illegal logging are just one of many problems.

In addition, there are Han people who build private earthen kiln houses at will near the Morgler River, Hailar River, and Dalai Lake. They fish, cut sheep grass, and do whatever they can to make a living.

After Zhao Chuanxin gave him a try, Hu Da and others no longer had any scruples.

Beating and scolding are just a matter of course, and those who disobey orders also kill people.

The entire Hylar region fell into a brief but intense chaos.

There were many voices cursing Zhao Chuanxin behind his back, and there were many people pricking the paper with Zhao Chuanxin's name on it with needles.

"Stab you to death, stab you to death..."

Zhao Chuanxin always retaliates on the spot and has no habit of asking others to scold him behind their backs.

If the art of killing villains and other witchcraft were easy to use, where would there be war in this world? Everyone dances to the Great God, and the world becomes peaceful.

He was in a hurry to go back and build a house.

When we arrived at Lubin Mansion, it was already dark.

After having a meal, Zhao Chuanxin pretended to go out for a walk, but secretly went to the unfinished primary school.

The structure of the primary school is simpler than that of the residence.

No geothermal flues were reserved, and stoves were built directly in each classroom.

The teacher's podium is entirely made of rock.

Children love to play, so the windows should be neither big nor small, but should be as high as possible to prevent them from being smashed.

When Tsarist Russia built houses, they usually built pillars instead of digging deep foundations. They never seemed to be afraid of earthquakes.

Zhao Chuanxin was worried that the house was not built solidly and would cause harm to teachers and students, so the walls were made as thick as possible, and multiple load-bearing walls ensured the stability of the roof.

It's a little rough elsewhere, but the library has put some thought into it. A groove is cut out in the wall, and when a bookshelf is built in the future, the whole body can be inserted into it to ensure stability, neatness and beauty.

In the reserved specimen display area, he made a row of fused quartz glass covers and a rock weapons display stand, on which real swords and guns will be placed in the future.

Without the words "loyalty to the emperor" and "respecting Confucius", Zhao Chuanxin embossed unity, tension, seriousness, liveliness, martial arts and virtue on the corridor wall.

During the break, I took the time to look through the "Code of the Old Gods".

[The caravan leader was preparing to leave the next day. When he heard that I planned to stay here, he was very sorry and said: This is the burial place of heroes, and a good life should not be spent with the sand people. 】

[But seeing that I insisted on staying, the caravan leader had no choice but to leave. 】

Zhao Chuanxin teleported the mud trowel glove.

The first two sectors of the contractor came online at the same time, and large-scale construction work was carried out.

[In one day, one-third of the round tower was built, and the sand people couldn't hide their joy. They slapped the wall and said: This is stronger than building with slime. 】

Zhao Chuanxin sent "me" beef, mutton and big legba, which was better than eating bugs.

After moving some sand over, Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old God Code".

…

Cursing and piercing and drawing circles all have no effect. Lao Zhao can eat, poop and sleep.

Instead, more and more Han and Banner people came to Lubin Mansion to register.

The five-wing general manager gathered in Lubin Mansion to discuss the allocation of mining tickets with the Bureau of Officials and Commodities.

Bodigrile held a hard plate of identification and looked at it carefully.

Proof of identity, name: Bodigrile, place of origin, Xinba-Erhu Left Wing...

There is a small red seal on the edge of the ID card, which is the seal of the Patrol Bureau.

I touched it and found it was slightly raised.

The handwriting is neat, a little less aura, and a little more serious and formal.

Another mining ticket, with the mineral attribute written on it: coal mine.

Region: Zhalai-nuoer.

Specific mine: Bolonigov No. 2 Mine.

Holder: Bodigrile.

Contracting time: 3 years...

Shares held:…

But it is stamped with the seals of the Bureau of Official Commodity and the Accounting Office.

The Bureau of Official Commodity and Commodity issues the qualification, and the accounting office determines the tax.

If you want to issue a ticket, both departments must nod at the same time. One is indispensable, otherwise you will be stuck.

Bodigrile said in surprise: "Hey, what kind of paper is this?"

Yao Jia stamped the last steward's ticket and said, "This is secret paper and ink. It cannot be counterfeited. All possibilities of fraud are eliminated."

Maybe it can be copied in the next century.

Minerals are similar to those picked up. Not only does the general manager own them, but the deputy general manager also has shares.

In addition to coal, salt, gold and other mining tickets, there are also straw tickets, fish tickets, wooden tickets, relief tickets...

Zhu Laoba also came to Lubin Mansion and entered the official goods bureau cautiously.

"General Manager Yao, I'm here." He no longer had the arrogance before, nodding and bowing as he spoke.

"Come and sit down."

Boss Zhu sat opposite, his butt occupying one-third of the chair: "General Manager Yao, I will handle the wooden tickets."

"What is the use of?"

"We purchased a batch of logs at the Lubinfu construction site, and I led people to cut and split the boards."

"quantity."

"Two hundred trees, big and small."

"Go to the patrol station to get your ID and come back to get your ticket."

"yes……"

Yao Jia finally reminded: "Pay taxes according to the regulations. If you don't pay taxes, you will be miserable."

"Yes, yes, thank you, General Manager Yao, for reminding me."

Zhao Chuanxin and Hu Da didn't do anything to Zhu Laoba. This man had some influence among the Han people, so he might as well set an example and take the lead.

Be obedient and you will survive. If you don't obey, you will be punished.

stubborn? That is courting death.

After Zhu Laoba completed all the formalities, he took his identity certificate and wooden ticket and went out.

Someone who came to do business and recognized him asked: "Boss Zhu, how is the matter? Can I still cut wood?"

"Yes." Zhu Laoba waved the wooden ticket in his hand triumphantly: "But you can't cut it down at will, you have to pay taxes. Remember, don't evade taxes, otherwise you will end up miserable."

Yao Jia's words were learned and put into practice by him.

"You, Mr. Zhu, are so prosperous that you actually approved the wooden ticket."

Zhu Laoba was very proud and asked: "What are you doing here?"

"I heard that the Government and Commodity Bureau is responsible for reclamation, and the banner people don't like farming. Let's try our luck and see if we can get a piece of land."

"Ah? What? Can we divide the land?" Zhu Laoba was surprised.

"Yes, the government has issued a notice. From now on, outsiders are not allowed to build shacks at will, otherwise they will be expelled immediately. We Han citizens in the early years can apply for identity certificates for the territory. We only have land tax, no head tax and household tax. There is exploitation by powerful people. The prefect Your Excellency, I will peel off his skin. The most important thing is that the government will not accept any money and will distribute the fields for free."

"What? Not accepting waste money?" Zhu Laoba was shocked: "How is this possible?"

"Hey, wait until I go in to find out and I'll find out whether it's true or not."

Zhu Laoba couldn't hold it any longer, thought for a moment, and got into the queue.

The elders think that the fields always come first.

No matter what the world is like, at least he will not starve to death, just like someone who has to buy a house, thinking that buying a house can sit back and relax.

What's more, Lubin Mansion doesn't accept Huang Yin.

Zhu Laoba discovered that as the sun rose higher, the team gradually lengthened.

He was originally at the back, but later became the person at the front.

The people in front came out happily after finishing the process.

Zhu Laoba asked: "What happened?"

"There are three people in our family, and we have a total of 24 acres of land. We all applied for identity certificates and received field tickets. General Manager Yao said that you can only grow it yourself, and cannot transfer or buy it, but as long as you want to, you can grow it until you die. Apart from the land tax, we really don’t have to pay any other taxes, and we don’t receive any money, which is great.”

Zhu Laoba's ears were buzzing from the shock. Is it so easy? There are actually 24 acres of land, so there are 8 acres at a time. Even lazy farmers cannot plant it.

One person can breed eight pigs, which is nothing to the hard-working Chinese people. Russian people can grow it, let alone Chinese people, as long as they are willing to endure hardships and are diligent enough.

He asked in disbelief: "Are there no other conditions?"

"Yes, yes. Our earthen kiln house by the Hailar River must be demolished and temporarily moved to the shacks of the expelled Russians. Next year we will build our own houses to live in. The land that can be divided is mature land. The Russians are really good people and help us with the land. It’s ripe, hehehe…”

After hearing this, Zhu Laoba felt that his pores were stretched.

Banner people don't like farming, but they, the Han people, are so much advantaged that they can have such a good thing?

Doesn’t this make him a landlord?

As expected, the prefect still turned towards his own people.

Just as I was having a sweet dream, I heard Bi Tie Shi yell impatiently: "Why doesn't the next one come in?"

Zhu Laoba hurried in.

I met him with a written message: "Why is it you again? Didn't you just get the wooden ticket?"

There were too many people coming to handle the matter, and the attitude was extremely bad.

They never say that they are public servants, they are officials, and they are still awesome even if they don't even have a hat.

In this way, they can save countless troubles, otherwise they will never have peace if they have to deal with all the big things.

Zhu Laoba said with a smile: "I see those people have all claimed the land, and I want to take one too."

"Bring me your ID."

Zhu Laoba hurriedly handed his identity certificate to Yang Sang'a. After reading it, Yang Sang'a raised his eyebrows and asked: "It should be noted that our Lubin Mansion is different from other places. Only when there is enough land can we cultivate it. In other words, you claim the land. Yes, but you have to plant it, because you can't find a tenant. All outsiders who are not approved by the Lubin government are illegal. If the patrol station finds out, they will not only evict them, but also fine you. If the land is deserted, not only will it be taken back , you will also be punished. The land cannot be sold or transferred, because you only have the right to cultivate it, not the right to own it. Now, do you want to take it or not?"

Zhu Laoba was stunned: "This..."

Dreams shattered.

This Lubin Mansion has just opened, how come the rules are so clear? It's easy to pick up, as if it has been refined thousands of times, and there is no loophole to exploit.

"I won't take it anymore." After weighing the pros and cons, Zhu Laoba still felt that his old job was more appropriate.

It’s not that he refused because he personally would be tied to the fields. People at this time liked this kind of binding and liked to live in one place, unlike later generations who would go to big cities whenever they had the opportunity. He simply felt that farming might not be possible without him coming to the Government Commodity Bureau to approve wood invoices and lead people to cut wood to make money.

It's hard for people to get out of their comfort zone.

But Zhu Laoba's heart is also bleeding. It's a pity to give the land for free without taking the waste money.

"If you don't want to accept it, get out of the way. Don't stand here and hinder others from handling it."

"Yes, let's go now..."

After going out, Zhu Laoba looked at the sun in the sky and the happy people who had received various tickets. He couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, the weather has changed!"

In short, this place has become different from before. It seems that everyone gets what they want, so whose interests are lost?

Thanks for the tip.

Why can't you guys come up with a name? I can't memorize a bunch of numbers.

Things like Xiao Baiyi, Xinren Bacteria, and Sheep Hate Water are easy to remember.

Xiao Baiyi has been chasing after him since he was a stand-alone player.