The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Liang Qichao criticized Confucian morality for being superior to private morality and lacking in public morality.

Later, everyone learned to use public morality to kidnap people, and learned to label people firmly.

Regardless of virtue, people are selfish.

Who takes advantage? Who loses?

Zhu Laoba felt that Lubin Mansion should have suffered a loss, because after all, it did not accept waste money.

But in fact no one loses, only how much is gained.

For example, there are five big families passing through the same narrow alley.

Everyone was squeezing, and it took five minutes for the winner to pass, and it took an hour for the unlucky last family to pass.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding a butcher's knife and supervising from the side, asking everyone not to crowd and pass by in order. It only took a quarter of an hour for all five big families to pass.

This is roughly the truth.

Lubin Mansion did not suffer any loss either. The people under its rule were enriched and commerce was promoted. Other taxes were collected as they should be collected, and there were a lot of other benefits.

It's starting to get cold.

Zhao Chuanxin estimated that the temperature during the day was only within 10 degrees.

The primary school and his house have been basically built, but Zhu Laoba's wood is still needed to transport the beams and tiles.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the public toilet to inspect the location.

He scratched his hair, which was as disheveled as a chicken coop, and took out the blueprint and took a look at it.

Zhang Shouzeng, who had nothing to do, came to watch the fun: "Prefect, is it necessary to separate the men's and women's toilets?"

"What's the matter? There are so many pits in there, and men and women are mixed together?"

"..." Zhang Shouzeng's old face blushed slightly: "I mean, there are more men than women here..."

"There are more men than women at this time, and there will be more women in the future."

It sounds dirty, but before it was built, public toilets were just buildings.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the dug hole and nodded, thinking it could be done tonight.

During the recent period, all kinds of house construction were usually carried out at night. His work and rest were a bit messy. He often brushed his teeth when he got up, and went in and out of the government office with an unkempt face without combing his hair or washing his face.

Zhang Shouzeng added: "I found out about Haishan. He was born in KLQQ. He has recently been in and out of the palaces of various banner princes and wandered among the major lamas. It is obvious that he has evil intentions. Since the prefect took office, he has not dared to visit the Hailar area. After staying for a long time, it seems that he went west to the Chechen Khan tribe.”

"Tell Hu Er that this person named Haishan is wanted throughout the country. If he sees anyone who resists, he can be killed on the spot. No matter what the purpose is, any rebel will deserve to die."

The two walked back.

Zhao Chuanxin put his coat on his shoulders and saw a group of children whizzing past, heading in the direction of the school.

The unfinished school now became their playground.

Yao Bing is among them.

Zhang Shouzeng asked out of curiosity: "Prefect, I heard about Yao Bing. Why didn't you make other compensation, but accepted him as your disciple? I see that this child is ordinary and not outstanding."

"I cut off your ear. Do you want to give you some money?"

Zhang Shouzeng thought about the scene of losing half his ear and being laughed at by his colleagues. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

"Even a wealthy emperor would still feel low self-esteem if he has a physical defect, let alone an ordinary person. Childhood scars may not be healed in a lifetime. It's easy to say some compensation, but why is your compensation so valuable? Besides, what do I need to accept a disciple? What's so special about me? Even a fool can create miracles in my hands, for no other reason than because I can, do you care?"

Zhang Shouzeng smiled bitterly.

The magistrate's mouth is really unforgiving.

Fortunately, he's used to it.

Yao Bing is a child with a simple mind, and he is extremely courageous at a young age. He looks old at the age of three, and Zhao Chuanxin sees some reflections of himself in him.

Like Xu Hongyan before, he was very clever and even dared to fight the bandits with wits and bravery, but he didn't agree when he asked Zhao Chuanxin to become his apprentice. Because there is no bloody courage in him, but his temperament is a bit weird.

Even though Benjamin Goldberg has a high IQ and rarely uses violence to solve problems, he also possesses the courage to fear no one and no one. Otherwise, he would not be able to sneak away for a walk in a hiding place at a young age, and he seems to have slept there. The local royal sister.

Zhao Chuanxin is not afraid of his apprentice getting into trouble, but he is afraid that his apprentice will be useless.

Back at the government office, Zhao Chuanxin went to Rebecca Levi's place.

Rebecca Levi immediately said when she saw him: "There are not enough people."

During this time, her temperament became much more cheerful and she also walked with her head held high.

Glowing with the spirit of a successful second "entrepreneurship".

Internally, she used her results to prove that her efforts will not be in vain, and that diligence and pragmatism are actually useful.

Of course, in New York, dining cars were Zhao Chuanxin’s industry; here, Zhao Chuanxin was the largest prefect’s office.

That's why she has the soil for her stubbornness, which allows her to work with peace of mind. Trying to be pragmatic elsewhere may not necessarily lead to good results.

"Hmm..." Zhao Chuanxin had a headache, scratching his hair as he walked in and out, pretending he didn't hear anything.

Zhao Chuanxin collected all the written notes and reminders from each of the five wings, but the manpower was still insufficient.

There are not enough accounting offices, and neither are the government and commodity bureaus.

After all, there are not many people on the grassland who can speak and write.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Yang Sangdaxi who followed him and said: "You are responsible for contacting the scholars outside. Don't worry about the Mongolian and Han people. See if there are any who are not officials and let them come here to serve. When the school is built, teachers will be needed."

Yang Sangda is not afraid of doing things, but he is afraid of money.

He immediately said: "Prefect, to what extent should it be done? How to calculate the cost?"

"Zhuo, go to the accounting office to get the recruitment funds. It's up to you to see how far you can go. The more people, the better."

"I know." Yang Sangda was relieved.

Looking at that look, Zhao Chuanxin wanted to kick him.

He recognizes money in his eyes.

At this time, Lubin Mansion was on the right track, and Zhao Chuanxin did not need to do everything.

He put on his clothes, buttoned them up, and headed out towards Dalai Lake.

Dalai Lake is Hulun Lake.

Bayar Bor'e told Zhao Chuanxin that Dalai Lake turned out to be just a few water bubbles, not very big.

In the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu's reign, the water in the lake suddenly rose, connecting the bubbles together to form a swamp.

So, he had to move it out because the original woodcuts were soaked in water.

Around the 30th year of Guangxu, when Zhao Chuanxin first came to this era, the water in Dalai Lake surged again.

Bayar Bor was forced to move out again. At that time, he was in good physical condition and could still carry logs.

Last year and again this year, the lake rose.

Good guy, this time Bayar Bor's physical condition plummeted and he could no longer carry the logs. The nearby herdsmen prepared a yurt for him and moved again.

The reason why Zhao Chuanxin took him to live near Lubin Mansion was because he knew that the water level of Dalai Lake would still rise and would continue to expand in the next hundred years.

I'm a broken-down guy with rheumatism all over my body, so don't play harp on the edge of the lake. Wouldn't it be terrible if one day I close my eyes and can't open them again?

Dalai Lake has greatly expanded its surface, but in fact the water level has not increased much.

The lake is 30 kilometers long and 15 kilometers wide. Walking from the edge of the lake to the center of the lake, you will still be in 1 meter of water depth.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the lake and saw Ayuxi, the deputy general manager of the new Balhu left wing, leading troops to guard here, but there was no one fishing around.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, Ayu stepped forward and said, "I have met the prefect."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded, looked at the black lake, and asked: "The view here is not wide. Can you come here on a normal day?"

Perhaps because the lake water began to overflow in recent years and covered the original grassland, the lake water looked very dark, but in fact it was not particularly turbid.

People who are just afraid of water probably won't dare to go down, especially those with deep sea phobia, who will be worried about some monster jumping out of it.

There are reeds and tall withered aquatic plants beside the lake. In addition, the shape of the lake shore is tortuous, so it is difficult to detect if someone is hiding.

Ayuuki said: "That's all it is now, but in the long run, there may be people stealing fish."

After all, the lake shoreline is too long.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that they didn't even have a tent, so he just stood there, his face and hands turned red from the cold.

After thinking for a while, he said, "How about building some sentries for you?"

At least you won't suffer from the wind and sun.

Knight Rider Zhuermot shook his head: "Master Prefect, this lake has been a little strange in recent years. No one knows when it will rise and the sentry will be flooded."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "This is called losing food due to choking, and even if it is submerged, it must be covered. I will cover it for you, but you will freeze to death here in the winter."

Everyone was very moved after hearing this.

Ayuxi still said: "Your Majesty, building sentries is too extravagant. There is no need to waste money. Everywhere in the government office needs money. It is better to distribute the confiscated Russian haystacks to the poor herdsmen in various banners to make a living. It will be harder for us." It’s nothing. Before the turmoil in the Gengzi Year, there were wars in the mainland. Our herdsmen from the Five Wings and Eight Banners donated hundreds of thousands of horses to the court every year. After the turmoil, the number of our livestock was severely reduced. At present, The total number of cattle, horses and alpacas is only a million. Because they were occupied by the Russian people and cleared by the government, there was less grassland for grazing. Many herdsmen suffered from starvation of their livestock in winter. It was miserable..."

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked when he heard the numbers.

What is the concept of hundreds of thousands of horses every year?

He asked uncertainly: "Are you talking about hundreds of thousands of horses per year?"

"Yes." Ayu felt ashamed. He was obviously talking about haystacks, so why did he get around to numbers? Could it be that the prefect doesn’t want to give it?

Zhao Chuanxin then said: "The Government and Commodity Bureau issued relief tickets, didn't they notify me?"

"Well... I was notified, but we don't understand what it means."

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and said: "Every time there is a person listed in the Niulu who is living in poverty, the assistant leader can take the lead and go to the general manager to issue a document to prove that the life is difficult. The general manager and the assistant leader will testify and sign at the same time, and they can go to Lubin Mansion to issue a relief ticket. , then go to the former Russian residential area to collect the haystacks, and ask the patrol officer guarding the haystacks to write it off and take it back."

It sounds troublesome, but it is a necessary process.

First, it can prevent random claims, such as contestants who use Apple four-piece sets to attend concerts but receive scholarships...

Secondly, if every herdsman and Han citizen in the Five Wings and Eight Banners went to Lubin Mansion to identify themselves.

We can’t let the people be afraid of officials, let them go more often, eat and stay far away, and shop nearby. By then Manzhouli will be nothing, they will all be younger brothers...

Zhuermot was surprised: "So this is a relief ticket? Your Majesty, are relief tickets issued for a long time?"

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at him: "The poverty is real, you can go and get it. If you don't have a haystack, there are other subsidies. But if you are ambiguous, or you are simply pretending to be a miserable person, the assistant leader and the general manager are jointly and severally responsible. Once it is verified, haha, I, Zhao You all know what the temper is like, there is no spare grain in Lubin Mansion!"

Zhuermot was startled, waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, you are serious. I didn't mean it. We guarantee that this kind of situation will not happen."

…

Speaking of misery, Zhang Shouzeng also heard about some tragedies.

Zhang Shouzeng went to Manzhouli.

Because Wu Sadi sent someone to send him a batch of photos.

Zhang Shouzeng returned to Lubin Mansion with the photo and showed it to Yao Jia.

Why show it to Yao Jia?

Because the photos show Russian citizens dying of starvation, and dying Tsarist Russian children who have no food to eat.

The Lubin Prefecture confiscated the haystacks, grain, and livestock of the Russian people... As a result, many Russian people lost their livelihood and savings, and were extremely miserable after returning home.

Wu Sadi brought a message to Zhang Shouzeng: "Do you local officials still have any conscience?"

Zhang Shouzeng looked gloomy and told Yao Jia what he said.

He felt very uncomfortable. Although they were Russian people, they were just ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, Yao Jia sneered again and again, and also took out a stack of photos from his pocket: "Look at this."

Zhang Shouzeng took it and looked at it. The photos showed corpses on the stone pile in Obo, Karen's bloody soldiers, skinny children, herders' wives sitting on the ground crying, cattle and sheep slaughtered by Tsarist Russian soldiers...

"This..." Zhang Shouzeng was confused.

Yao Jia sneered: "I spent a lot of money to buy these photos taken by the Russians and Japanese in the Gengzi Year. If you think they are miserable, if you don't say anything else, just take the Sauron tribe as an example. They were forced to pay tribute to Hailar." If you move south of the city, you can only graze north and south of the Hailar River. Because it is next to the railway, the Russians have to fight with them to cut goat grass. Do you know how many cattle and sheep have starved to death in the winter over the years? How many people have frozen to death in the winter?"

"..."

Zhang Shouzeng was speechless.

In the end, he just sighed.

He wanted to sigh: The people are prosperous and suffering. If they die, the people will suffer.

But I feel like I will be scolded if I speak out.

Yao Jia snorted coldly, spat, and his eyes flashed coldly: "Ah... tui! Let me tell you something, remember it - the sin is in the present, the merit is in the future! For this reason, even if they are allowed to perish and exterminate their species in the future, No matter how many people died, why didn’t they all starve to death?"

"..."

Zhang Shouzeng discovered that General Manager Yao's ruthless and cold-blooded energy rivaled that of Zhao Chuanxin.

We can't say that Zhang Shouzeng was wrong, he was just kind.

…

Zhao Chuanxin stayed at Dalai Lake.

In the evening, he had hot pot with the guarding soldiers.

With more than twenty people gathered together, Zhao Chuanxin lit the charcoal stove, sat down on a large iron pot, and secretly added the heat with the Old God's crucible brand. The pot boiled quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin cut the mutton on the chopping board and mixed it with dipping sauce.

The temperature was low at night, reaching one or two degrees below zero, and being by a windy lake, it would be a lie to say it wasn't cold.

But as soon as the steaming shabu-shabu comes out, the chill is immediately dispelled.

A Yuxi and others were so moved that they almost shed tears when they saw that Zhao Chuanxin did not leave and actually cooked hot pot for them.

But Ayuxi still told the truth: "Prefect, we will sleep in the tents of nearby herdsmen at night, and it won't be too cold..."

They had vowed before that there was no need to build sentry posts just to highlight their hard work.

But the magistrate has accomplished this, and the honest prairie man feels bad if he lies again.

Conscience will be troubled.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed. He actually liked the grassland people. He must admit that they were more straightforward than the Han people.

Why are outsiders so straightforward? Many people in the 21st century do not know that no matter it is Liao, Changchun, Songyuan, or even many places in Heilongjiang, they were originally grasslands, the territory of herders who lived in pursuit of water and grass. Later it was gradually reclaimed as farmland, and it was not originally a large granary.

Multiple ethnic groups outside the customs merged and changed their customs, gradually forming the character of later generations.

Zhao Chuanxin dared to pat his chest and say: The whole country is one family.

Those areas in later generations were so dark that it would not be an exaggeration to drag them out and shoot them a hundred times.

Every nation has some minor problems to one degree or another. If you are black, you will be numb. Do you think your butt is white and flawless? Before you criticize others, take a piss and look after yourself.

He said to Ayuxi: "It doesn't matter. After you finish eating the hot pot, you can go back to bed as usual tonight. It's so cold, who will steal the fish at night? A living person can't die of urination."

Zhuermot raised his glass: "Master Prefect, don't say anything. I toast you from the bottom of my heart. Anyone who dares to disrespect you in the future must pass my test first!"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his glass and followed him to "drink it in one gulp."

It’s true that the weather is cold, but hot pot can also make people sweat because it contains pepper and chili pepper.

Just drink less Shaoguo and you’ll have more fun!

After eating, Zhao Chuanxin saw them pacing back and forth shyly, so he smiled and waved his hands and said, "Let's all go, I'll sit down for a while and then leave."

Ayuxi said: "It's getting late, sir, come with us to have a rest."

"No need, I'll be on my way back later, don't worry about me, do I still need your protection?"

Everyone laughed.

It’s unclear who will protect whom.

They rode away, but Zhao Chuanxin opened the "Old God Code" by the charcoal stove.

[The sand people’s round tower has been built. 】

[The sand people are very satisfied with the new round tower. 】

[We participated in the Sand People’s new house celebration. Dozens of people will live in this round tower in the future. 】

[At this moment, I saw the female monk trekking through the desert. She was on foot and arrived later than us. 】

[I saw a few holes in her cloak, and she seemed to have encountered danger on the road. The sand people said she might have encountered a sand pirate. 】

[The cursed desert is full of dangers. Our journey went smoothly before because the caravan leader was experienced and chose the safest route, but the female monks did not have that treatment. 】

[The female monk trades with the sand people to buy drinking water and food. 】

[She also saw us, but did not come forward. Instead, she moved into another round tower to rest. 】

[The sand people fulfilled their contract and gave me the azure crystal and black dragon core as reward, and promised me to send a guide to lead the way to Rune City tomorrow. 】

Before closing the "Old God Codex", Zhao Chuanxin teleported to a sand dune.

"I" went to curse the desert, which brought unexpected convenience to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his coat, put on his autumn clothes and long trousers, stepped into the water near the shore, and used mud trowel gloves to spread the rock mounds.

A pier was laid every other section and a narrow rock bridge was built on top.

It extended to more than ten meters away and entered the lake. He laid eight piers to surface and built a ladder to deliberately increase the height to prevent it from being flooded in the past two years and to increase the view.

Rock layers were laid on the piers, and one rock wall built the fireplace and chimney. On the other four sides and above the head, sand was gathered many times to form a tower, creating thick fused quartz glass walls.

The glass wall is directly embedded into the rock, leaving room for the door. The hinge is fixed on the door frame with the rock, and the wooden door can be nailed directly to the hinge.

A three-sided sentry is formed, located above the lake surface and will not be blocked by the surrounding reeds, allowing a clear view of the surrounding lakeshore.

Zhao Chuanxin was worried that the stone pier would sink at the bottom of the lake, so he jumped into the lake again, connected the bottom into one piece, widened it, and increased the stress-bearing area.

It takes courage to go into the water in such weather. Thanks to Zhao Chuanxin's good health, he was still shivering from the cold when he got out of the lake. He hurriedly evaporated the water vapor and activated the Old God's Crucible Brand to keep himself warm.

After putting on his clothes and running to the other side, he followed the same pattern and built another fused quartz glass sentry box.

Fused silica glass has extremely high thermal shock stability, and its thermal expansion coefficient is almost the smallest among all refractory materials.

Ordinary glass will explode if it is filled with a cup of hot water and then filled with cold water.

But fused quartz glass, even if it is heated to more than a thousand degrees, will not even crack when placed in warm water.

In this way, in winter, when the fireplace is burning in the sentry box and it is in contact with the cold air outside, the glass will not burst.

Since there was no way to go for a ride in the windy night, Zhao Chuanxin ran to the shore and made a bathtub with the remaining sand. After heating it, he jumped in and took a hot bath, scrubbing off two ounces of ash.

After wiping it clean, the bathtub was turned into sand and a "coffin room" was built.

Zhao Chuanxin moved his head because he had just washed his hair.

How you sleep tonight will determine your hairstyle tomorrow.

However, even though he was very careful, he still got up with a chicken coop on his head the next morning.

Gan!

No one wants to wash their hair at that temperature in the morning.

When Ayuuki and Juermot got up early and went to the lake, they were shocked when they saw Zhao Chuanxin who had gotten up early to practice balancing skills.

I'm... Your Majesty, did you stay on guard for them all night last night?

They have never seen such an official, such a Han official, such a high official.

Zhuermot was so moved that he cried: "Master Prefect..."

Good morning, I hope you are more energetic than me in the morning