The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin stopped: "Gah, is there a funeral so early in the morning? Come on, let's see what I have prepared for you."

Zhuermot blushed.

Everyone walked in and immediately saw the narrow rock bridge leading to the lake.

Looking inside again, when I saw the fused quartz glass room, I couldn't help but be speechless.

The prefect built a crystal palace?

The ultra-high permeability fused quartz glass house shines in the morning sun.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "You go get some boards and make a thick door. The hinges are already installed and can be nailed directly. There is a fireplace inside. Get some firewood. You can warm yourself by the fire in the winter. It doesn't take much. Here it is. Two people, two on the other side, occasionally riding around to other places, can guard the entire lake.”

Only then did everyone realize that there was a similar "Crystal Palace" on the other side.

Ayuxi said excitedly: "Let me see."

With that said, he strode up the stone bridge and walked into the sentry box.

Oops...

The blue sky and white clouds, the endless lake, and the grass on the shore all come into view.

Except for the wall where the fireplace is built, even the top of the head is transparent.

Everyone was worried that the bridge would collapse due to the crowds, so they all shouted: "Deputy General, come out quickly, let us take a look..."

The two sentry boxes have since become a wonder of Dalai Lake.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, fried two eggs, grilled two pieces of beef, took out the big ribs and pickled cucumbers he bought from Manchuria and ate them as breakfast.

After eating, a group of people rushed to help him wash the dishes.

Zhao Chuanxin finished packing, waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving first. Remember to install the door and build tables, chairs and beds inside so you can sleep at night."

In addition to being moved, I was in awe.

With this kind of prefect, Nicholas II personally came to lobby, and no one in the Five Wings and Eight Banners would rebel again.

Zhao Chuanxin is very busy, but most of it is trivial matters at the moment.

He rushes here and there every day, probably on purpose.

Knowing that Tsarist Russia and Japan might retaliate one day, they simply made their daily routine irregular to reduce the risk of being caught.

What is Zhao Chuanxin afraid of?

Since the smart gyroscope absorbed Hongdao's prophetic light and increased the range of perception, he is no longer even afraid of someone firing cold shots, because the sniper scope at this time is not yet mature, and people's eyesight is limited no matter how good it is. Mechanical sights can kill with the naked eye. The limit is only about three hundred meters. Those are sniper-level figures. They are rare in the world. Any further away is nonsense.

But he was still afraid of shelling, bombs, and poisoning.

Except for arranging Karen at several places a few miles outside Lubin Mansion to let soldiers take turns, he has rarely eaten in the government office recently.

Occasionally spend the night outside.

Because Lubin Mansion had to carry out business and the construction site was noisy, it was impossible to strictly check everyone who came in and out. Zhao Chuanxin could not guarantee whether anyone would carry a bomb and kill everyone.

In this world full of extreme idealists, in the years of burning mutiny and revenge, even the great Luo Jinxian has to tremble in the loud noises of the flames.

So Zhao Chuanxin appears and disappears, but every time he comes back, he walks around outside to let everyone see him. Zhao Chuanxin suddenly comes back.

No one can figure out his whereabouts.

The downside is...

"Sir, within the borders of Sauron, Erlut, and Baerhu, the five temples that have been given names by decree need to pay for incense, a total of 60 taels, and they need seals." It was difficult to catch Zhao Chuanxin's shadow. , Yang Sangdaxi hurriedly said: "This is something that Manager Shengfu has reminded many times."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Bring it here."

When the submission was submitted, Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and wrote "Yes". He took out the big seal and was about to press it when he stopped and looked up and asked: "Incense and silver? These lamas are not engaged in production and do not pay taxes, so we have to give them money." ?”

Is there such a good thing in the world?

"Sir, this is a long story, but I still have to give incense and silver. We local herdsmen all believe in Buddhism..." Yang Sangdaxi was afraid that Zhao Chuanxin's head would twitch, so he decided not to give it in the future.

The point is, it's entirely possible.

That's a big deal.

Even Yang Sangdaxi is a believer, just think.

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Okay. However, these 60 taels of silver must be posted outside so that the people can see where the money is going."

Yang Sangdaxi didn't understand its intention, but it was all a trivial matter, so just do it.

Why is Lubin Mansion severely short of manpower?

For example, distributing incense and silver is usually carried out by at least three people.

One leader and two escorting soldiers along the way.

There are too few civil servants in Lubin Mansion. If one of them is removed, there will be one less office worker.

The five temples are far apart, and it may take two or three days to walk there.

Not only are there insufficient public officials, but the number of soldiers and patrol police is also somewhat stretched.

However, Zhao Chuanxin did not dare to increase his troops aggressively, not because he was worried about the Qing court's jealousy, but because he was afraid of insufficient public funds...

Now we are on the right track, all kinds of tickets are released, and taxes must be slowly collected to make money.

The land tax will have to wait until the next autumn harvest.

In other places, land reclamation requires collecting waste money, but Zhao Chuanxin's work is free here, and he loses his usual source of income.

In order to maintain long-term peace and stability, Zhao Chuanxin also canceled various exorbitant taxes and levies in the Hailar area.

In the long run, it will enter a virtuous cycle. But in the short term, Lubin Mansion will be poor for a while.

The consequence is that everyone is very busy, scrambling for food, dinner, food and clothing.

So Zhao Chuanxin had to draw the big picture.

He called a meeting with everyone.

The conference room is in his bedroom.

The bedroom was crowded, and everyone couldn't sit down. There would be no room for everyone to sit.

There is no government office more shabby than this.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Everyone is very busy. I won't talk nonsense. There are only a few things to do in the meeting. First, I know that everyone is working hard. At the end of the year, the government will distribute performance and the rewards will depend on the business progress during this period. Silver is considered extra income.”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone became restless.

Is there such a good thing?

Other government offices are deducting salaries, but Lubin Prefecture actually wants to give out more money?

This is really strange.

Seeing that everyone was whispering, and the combined voices had already overshadowed his own, Zhao Chuanxin coughed hard, and after the voices subsided, he said: "Our Lubin Mansion does not pay salaries, it is because of the shortage of manpower. Everyone has worked hard, and performance bonuses It should be. But it can also be regarded as high salary to support integrity and prevent the breeding of corruption.

The second thing is, General Office Levi, please cooperate with General Office Yao to issue salt coupons as soon as possible. We spend money like water, and salt tax is an important input. In addition, General Office Levi must carefully calculate the tax and expenditure details during this period, and must strike a balance to avoid making ends meet.

The third thing is, Balaji Nyima General Office, I said that the patrol bureau is temporarily responsible for acceptance. You have to be familiar with the business. Our patrol bureau in Lubin Prefecture is not only responsible for maintaining law and order. No one dares to do it at this time. There is trouble on your territory, and your business focus needs to shift.

The fourth thing is, Mr. Yao, you have the heaviest burden on your shoulders. I see that the fish tickets have not been issued yet. A treasure house as big as Dalai Lake and the surrounding rivers must be utilized, otherwise where will the tax revenue come from? However, experienced fishermen should be consulted to fish in a controlled manner and not to exhaust the lake. "

After speaking, he looked at everyone present intently.

Yao Jia was the first to say: "Prefect, between the north bank of the Gen River and the Morilek River, there is a 200-mile stretch of land with a width limit of ten miles. It is clear that hundreds of thousands of fields can be opened up without affecting the herdsmen's grazing. This The wealth and honor that pours down from heaven cannot be denied."

His eyes were shining and he was ambitious, and everyone could see his little thoughts.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shouzeng became anxious: "Prefect, it is adjacent to Jin'alin (Daxing-Anling) and is not part of the Five Wings."

The last time Zhao Chuanxin and the others expelled the Russians, they didn't go that far.

Lubin Mansion did not collect waste money at all for land reclamation. This was naturally a good thing for the people, but it was terrible for the Qing government.

To make matters worse, Zhao Chuanxin spent money like water, and did not pay any tax money to the Qing court.

If this occupied that geomantic treasure land, firstly, the Qing court would lose a fortune, and secondly, all the income tax revenue would be taken away by Zhao Chuanxin. How could it be repaid?

In Zhang Shouzeng's view, Zhao Chuanxin only accepted land tax and nothing else. If he didn't let others earn even if he earned less, wouldn't that be hurting others and not benefiting himself?

This is an ideological difference.

What have the Qing faction headed by Cixi done in recent years? Aixinjueluo Yikuang's birthday would cost tens or millions of taels of silver. Cixi's expenses were even more exaggerated, and she spent a lot of money on her birthday.

In addition to these people wasting money, they can also compensate "friendly countries".

Zhao Chuanxin got very angry when he thought about it.

In his view, meat can be left to rot in the pot to benefit the people, but it cannot be wasted, let alone benefit the wolves.

Zhao Chuanxin subconsciously wanted to light a cigar, but gave up because he saw too many people.

He bared his teeth and smiled: "How can it not be counted as the Land of Five Wings? Even in Jin'alin, there are Sauron people and Oronqen people. They are all our own people. If you don't believe it, ask Badang'a and Bron Ahe Shengfu, they and the people from Jin Alin have broken bones and tendons, and they are all relatives who have not been out of the fifth service. Thinking about giving up on them makes me sad. What General Manager Yao suggested is very good. , I think we can recruit people. But General Yao's office will be burdened again. We first ask the herdsmen in each banner if they want to cultivate land, and give them priority to cultivate land. Once confirmed, the remaining ones will be recruited from outside. Let the word go out, our Lubin Mansion will not bet any money, but will only accept land tax, and the land will be sufficient."

Wow, what a shameless Zhao Chuanxin!

Zhang Shouzeng was stunned.

When it comes to being shameless, Zhao Chuanxin is probably even more shameless than the other princes in the DPRK.

He wanted to say something, but Yao Jia interrupted him and said, "Yes, the magistrate knows everything. The people in Jin'alin have long been eager to join our big family in Lubin Prefecture. But because the distance is too far, we are beyond our reach." It would also be great to first allow the people from the north bank of the Gen River to the Morilek River to recognize their ancestors."

Zhang Shouzeng: "..."

How dare you say that these two dogs are the same.

What a relatable fit.

If these two people were emperors and ministers, wouldn't they be like cowardly kings and sycophants?

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "That's right. I feel very happy when I think about our happy family. General Office Yao, you sent someone to survey the land there. Are the others okay? "

Just when Zhang Shouzeng was about to speak, Hu Er said: "Sir, can you send someone to write a letter to me? I'm really not familiar with those businesses..."

He was a pure martial artist. He once fought behind Zhang Zuolin. He was not capable of training patrol officers, but he was limited to maintaining law and order. As a result, Zhao Chuanxin assigned him unfamiliar tasks.

"Uh...hiss..." Zhao Chuanxin's head hurt, and he finally looked at his secretary Yang Sangdaxi.

Yang Sangdaxi hurriedly shook his head: "Sir, I have to help you with the matter of the water mill left by the Russian people along the river. I don't have time."

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head: "By the way, Yang Sangda is happy to say that I haven't remembered it yet. The Russian people left many water mills. I plan to collect these water mills, attract businessmen to sell them, and build a water mill factory by the river for processing. Or simply produce it myself. Firstly, it can increase tax revenue, and secondly, I plan to keep the money from selling the water mill for team building years ago, which is what we spent for a day or two together to eat, drink and have fun after a tiring year. ."

Changed the topic.

When everyone heard it, they thought it was a good feeling.

The prefect is so considerate.

So they all praised him.

Zhang Shouzeng's objections were choked in his stomach and he had no chance to express himself.

When the flattering voices finally stopped, he was about to speak when Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Since there is nothing else to do, let's break up the meeting and I'm leaving."

With that said, he squeezed out.

Zhang Shouzeng: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin went out, quickly lit a cigarette, and ran to the construction site to squat and smoke, which was very comfortable.

Seeing the mixture of bannermen and Han people on the construction site, he laughed.

At this time, everyone felt that Zhao Chuanxin was open-minded and mainly sided with the bannermen.

But is this really the case?

As Zhao Chuanxin said, there is no separation between the bannermen and the Han people. It is Zhao Chuanxin who rules the common people.

Big brother, don't cause trouble for the second brother.

Yao Jia said that hundreds of thousands of acres of land would be reclaimed. I am afraid that few herdsmen would be willing to give up grazing for farming, and a large number of Han people would definitely be recruited. By then that land will definitely be filled with Han people.

What is the current status of Daxing-Anling?

Paralyzed, Tsarist Russia built a railway and signed a series of contracts with Li Hongzhang. The trees on both sides of the railway have now been cut down.

The name Dongqing Railway was given by Li Hongzhang.

It is not only used for laying railways, but also for burning fires. Each of the many forest farms has a lumber factory, and some also have turpentine factories, matchstick factories, wood distilleries...

In addition, trees must be cut down and sold to Tsarist Russia.

Every year, Tsarist Russia plunders our country's forest resources worth more than 100 million silver dollars, which is simply shocking.

No matter how rich Daxing-Anling is, it cannot afford to be built like this.

Zhao Chuanxin knows this, but the current stall is too small and he cannot care too far. But he had to lay the groundwork in advance and spread it slowly.

After the land from the north bank of the Gen River to the Morilek River is obtained and stabilized, the next step is the Daxing-Anling area. If you don't want to beat these dogs until they can't take care of themselves, drive them back to Siberia.

Counting the time with his fingers, Zhao Chuanxin frowned and then sighed.

It is not easy to open up wasteland, and even more difficult to manage it, like picking through soil with a needle.

The road we have taken.

It's easy to cause trouble, but it's difficult to defend the territory. Wanting long-term peace and stability is not as simple as taking a gun and shooting twice.

What he sighed was that when he pushed through, he was afraid that he would be robbed of many more resources.

Yao Jia walked up to him, lit a cigarette and held it in her mouth: "It would be a pity to leave such great mountains and rivers in the hands of those people from the Qing court."

Zhao Chuanxin said in a low voice: "I won't be able to jump around for a few more days."

Yao Jia chuckled: "Do you have any ideas?"

The two of them seemed to be talking in confusion, but they knew exactly what they were talking about.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I know in my heart that it is already very difficult to govern one side. To govern a country, can I still rely on being happy with the people, being iron-blooded and leading by example? Can I still change the rules and order at will? Here, that's it. There are many people, and no one dares to disobey me. But in a vast country, how many people can rebel against each other? I can't fight all the way and learn from Zhu Chongba's peeling off the skin and the grass, right? Even if it's peeling off the skin and the grass, do you think it will work? "

When it comes to interests, life and death can be ignored. Can Zhao Chuanxin be killed?

Yao Jia nodded, deeply convinced: "Look at Zhang Heyan, he is not a bad person, but he is not clear-headed. You can't kill this kind of people, and it is terrible to use them, but he is very insightful about some things and can solve them. Okay. Once there are too many people and things like this, it is estimated that your life will be shortened by a few decades due to inner entanglements. If you have not been an official, you would not know that it is extremely difficult to realize your ambitions. "

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the cigarette butt into a small bubble.

He stood up and said: "It's useless to think too much. How big the butt is and how big the hole is. I'll keep what I can for future generations. It's just a mark in history. Come on, I have to go. I can't stay here. You stay in one place for a long time.”

When Yao Jia heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed across her face.

He suddenly said: "Whoever wants to harm you, Zhongyi will not agree to it, and we will not agree to it either. Even if that person hides, he will be in panic all his life."

Even though Zhao Chuanxin is idle and busy, there are actually many people who care about him.

If something really happened, it is estimated that many people would immediately turn into assassins and pursue death. I don’t know how many people would die before the end.

The perpetrator, whether it is one person or a nation, will find out what it means to really stoke a hornet's nest.

Da Meili is a living example.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "That's not necessary. When I live, I am the only one in heaven and on earth. If I die, I will live as a human being. I'm sorry. Death is like a lamp going out. Death is a loss. Don't hurt others. Just do what you have to do. ."

"..." Yao Jia heard Zhao Chuanxin's silky reply and knew that he must have thought about the consequences of being assassinated. For a moment, Yao Jia envied Zhao Chuanxin's free and easy attitude.

Zhao Chuanxin will not stop planting crops just because he hears the cries of crickets.

In the cold golden dusk, Zhao Chuanxin went to the yurt in Bayarbo'e.

"Being away from the water, do you feel your rheumatism is much better?"

Bayar rubbed his forehead and rubbed his knees, but did not answer. Instead, he asked: "What happened to the wine pot? I need to apply medicine every day..."

This reminded Zhao Chuanxin of the ring in "The Lord of the Rings". An old man who has walked across the bridge more than young people will never forget it.

Isn't there something special about this God of Spiritual Tribulation Wine Flask?

But after Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, he didn't feel that way either.

"Hey, take time to feed her every day, don't worry."

After hearing this, Bayar Bor was indeed relieved. Then I remembered what Zhao Chuanxin said before: "When can classes start in the primary school?"

Zhao Chuanxin felt a little unbearable when he saw that he was sluggish and senile.

There is actually a motive in appointing Bayar Bor as the principal, because many bannermen do not want their children to study, especially girls.

If you have someone with high moral character and respect, things will go much smoother.

If a school is full of children from the aristocratic class, it is a step backwards.

So he took out a bottle of vitality spring water and said: "As the saying goes - eyes wide open, Guangxu will die. My bottle is called eyes wide open and stretch legs to expose. If you drink it, you will be destroyed inside, or you may live a long life or die. Do you want to bet? A handful?"

Bayar was stunned. He knew that Zhao Chuanxin had some unpredictable methods.

He only thought that Zhao Chuanxin was joking with him, holding only a bottle of medicine that could prolong life but he insisted on scaring him.

This medicine is transparent and confusing.

However, he felt that Zhao Chuanxin would not harm him, so he wanted to reach out and take it.

Zhao Chuanxin did not give it to him. Seeing that he decided to drink it, he said: "No one can drink this bottle of water without me."

As he spoke, he opened the cork and poured a drop of it on the table.

Miraculously, the water droplets disappeared without a trace as soon as they landed on the table, leaving no traces of water.

It's like it never existed.

Bayar Bor was even more convinced that Zhao Chuanxin was joking with him. This water might prolong life, but it would have no side effects, so he smiled and asked, "How to take it?"

"Open your mouth."

Bayar's mouth opened, and Zhao Chuanxin controlled Lord Runzhi's greeting. The vitality spring water floated up from the test tube, fell into Bayar's mouth, and flowed down his throat to form a water line.

"Forehead……"

Bayar's mouth was wide open and his eyes were bulging. As expected, he felt that everything inside was burning, and life was worse than death.

He is old, his organs are weak, and his life hangs on a thread. Life or death can be determined in an instant...