The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin cooperated with Royal Dutch Shell Petroleum. In addition to coveting their technology and equipment, transportation system and storage and transportation point operations, he also wanted them to provide high-quality and low-cost asphalt and gasoline.

Asphalt will be used to pave the road after the snow melts, and gasoline will be used later.

Henry Deterding came to sign the contract today.

Zhao Chuanxin signed his name in a flourish, pressed his handprint, and handed the contract to Henry Deterding.

Henry Deterding said: "Mr. Zhao, for the Queen's sake, you will abide by this contract, right?"

"No one's face is useless." Zhao Chuanxin took a puff of his cigar and put the cap on his pen: "Rights are taken by the sword, and contracts are within the range of guns and cannons. If you go back on your word tomorrow, you will agree today..."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Then you don't even have to prepare a coffin, I won't leave you a whole body."

Cold sweat flowed down Henry Deterding's forehead: "It sounds like it's not very favorable to me."

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "Yes, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, but when there is no opportunity, I advise you not to prepare blindly."

"..."

Next was Gerard Philips.

The light bulb business made Edison rich.

Europe was not willing to lag behind, and there were many companies doing light bulb business.

Philips was one of the best with its excellent products and reliable reputation.

The Dutch have been doing business since the time of the "Sea Coachman" until today, and they will never give up this piece of cake.

But Zhao Chuanxin is not interested in light bulbs. In addition to wanting to share their cake with technology, Zhao Chuanxin also wants Philips to grow bigger, from vacuum tubes to diodes, from radios to communications, so that they can vigorously lay base stations and gallop on the road of telecommunications and electrical.

In addition, Nikola Tesla's experimental materials can also be obtained from Philips in the future.

Zhao Chuanxin also has an ultimate goal: the future lithography machine of the Netherlands.

ASML's predecessor was Philips' physical laboratory.

Zhao Chuanxin is not in a hurry, and he has two plans for the future.

If Philips falls into financial difficulties like in the original history, and ASML becomes an abandoned child, he will pick peaches directly.

If Philips does not fall into financial difficulties because of his intervention, he will use shares to exchange, or take it away with fists and sticks, anyway, they did not attach importance to the field of lithography at the beginning.

Zhao Chuanxin is not afraid of losses, because he had already made a lot of money at that time.

Gerard Philips took the contract signed by Zhao Chuanxin and was just as worried as Henry Dietding: "Mr. Zhao, the prospects for metal filament bulbs and radios are very promising. I will immediately send people to Qing to set up a laboratory. The conditions you mentioned can be achieved this year, right? Once the laboratory produces results, the factory must be built immediately."

"What we need to do is to seize technical patents and upgrade technology-intensive industries. I will at least let you see metal filament bulbs before June." Zhao Chuanxin vowed. "As for the factory, that's easy. Hankou, Aodao, Lubinfu, you can build a factory wherever you like, I have the final say."

One after another, companies left Noordeinburg with contracts.

Zhao Chuanxin carried Zhao Lingjun out, and the reporter of "Daily News" waited for him.

"Mr. Zhao, can I interview you?"

"Okay." Zhao Chuanxin said rapidly: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, male, from China, 3000 years old this year, 6 feet 1 inch tall, peace-loving, mild-tempered, gentlemanly, friendly. In summary, there are four words - unity, tension, seriousness, liveliness."

Reporter: "..."

Zhao Lingjun laughed.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't wait for the reporter to respond, and said: "Goodbye."

Holding his daughter, he turned around and left.

The reporter was speechless and helpless, and wanted to chase him, but at the end of the corridor, the father and daughter were no longer seen.

...

Baganor.

Since learning that Zhao Chuanxin was not injured, but killed people in Berlin, Germany, and frightened William II into submission, Tao Ketaohu and Haishan were restless.

Tao Ketao Hu comforted himself: "With the Kulun minister in charge here, Zhao Chuanxin will not dare to do anything reckless, otherwise he will be against the court."

Haishan stroked his beard: "You have not participated in it, what are you afraid of?"

Taoke Taohu said anxiously: "I have not participated this time, but I have had a grudge with Zhao thief for a long time, and now I have settled Aoki Nobuzumi... I am not afraid, at most I will die. However, there is still unfinished work, how can I die?"

In fact, to put it bluntly, he is still afraid.

At first he was not afraid, as he said, at most he would die.

But the timeline of waiting for death is too long, no one can bear it.

You must know that Zhao Chuanxin will take revenge.

Haishan rolled his eyes: "I will accompany you to find the Japanese and see what he says?"

"Okay."

The two met Aoki Nobuzumi at the camp of the defeated soldiers of the Japanese-Russian Joint Tiger Hunting Team and explained their purpose.

The shrewd Aoki Nobuzumi did not show any panic on his face.

He said calmly, "Russian weapons will soon be shipped from the northern border of Chechen Khanate. What you are worried about is that Zhao Chuanxin will find clues and come to us. There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Since we want to kill Zhao Chuanxin, attacking is killing, and defending is also killing. We will stay where we are and set up a dragnet. We have the advantages of geographical location and people. No one in this world is immortal. Everything depends on planning."

Haishan, who was listening quietly beside him, suddenly interrupted: "There are Kulun on the left and the Chechen Khan tribe on the right. If the Zhao thieves attack, the imperial court will not sit idly by. The princes and princes in the grassland have been frightened for a long time, so why don't I take the opportunity to contact various places and send troops to assist. Mr. Aoki, even if you ask for weapons and armed troops from Tsarist Russia, there will be no return for the Zhao thief!"

The princes from all over the grassland are most afraid of the new policies of the imperial court.

After Zhao Chuanxin was appointed as the prefect of Lubin Prefecture, he played more ruthlessly and aggressively than the court.

Let’s just say that the newly established Consultative Bureau is in a mess and recruits everyone except princes and nobles.

These common people and untouchables can actually participate in legislation. It is really unreasonable and disregards the general principles.

The key figure, Zhao Chuanxin, was watching eagerly next to them, as if he was about to rush over at any moment.

That man is greedier than a gangster, and more bloodthirsty than a horse bandit.

Can they not be afraid?

In the past few years, Haishan has been lobbying everywhere on the grassland, and has a keen understanding of the psychology of princes and nobles everywhere.

Their power and wealth are being stripped away layer by layer. They are already angry, but they dare not speak out.

If Zhao Chuanxin dares to lead his army here, it will be like lighting a powder keg.

It would be better to have Aoki Nobujun and Toktaohu as the vanguard, letting the others play the drums, and get a batch of weapons and ammunition from Tsarist Russia for free.

Haishan also had a deeper purpose - to make the princes of various ministries completely oppose Zhao Chuanxin.

Taoke Taohu glanced at Haishan gratefully, thinking that Haishan was planning so actively for his sake.

Nobuzumi Aoki smiled meaningfully.

He has some good habits as a secret agent.

For example, every time I visit a place, I learn the local dialect, draw maps, understand the customs and so on.

Coming to Baganoor is no exception.

He learned about Taoke Taohu's deeds from others, and inquired about Haishan's deeds in the past two years.

He tends to look at things from an outsider's perspective.

He knew that Haishan's purpose was not simple.

But it doesn't matter.

"I will convince the Russians to give you weapons." Nobuzumi Aoki looked at Haishan and raised his chin: "But your people must obey my orders."

Haishan was reluctant.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Yes! But after the matter is completed, the weapons and ammunition will be left behind."

Aoki Xuanzhun nodded: "Yes!"

People of this era are relatively eccentric.

When the Japanese were at war with Maozi, they worked tirelessly and diligently on intelligence work until they were meticulous and used every link.

When Sun Gongwu rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, he also wore clothes at night and ate at night, and dripping water penetrated the stone.

It does not mean that whoever beats the enemy will be frightened, once and for all, so that the enemy will never do it again.

Neither can Zhao Chuanxin.

…

Zhao Chuanxin built a baby stroller for Zhao Lingjun.

Four universal wheels with rubber tires, wool-filled upholstery seat, folding umbrella canopy above, and armrests in the front.

This thing can help Margot save her energy. Pushing is easier than holding her.

Zhao Chuanxin took Zhao Lingjun to stroll around the streets of The Hague for two hours, and then went to the beach to snorkel in the shallow sea.

The shining star of the radiant oasis stripped Zhao Chuanxin of his Holy Spirit's heart, and Zhao Chuanxin has been useless since its return.

After returning to Nuldenburg, Zhao Chuanxin gave the Heart of the Holy Spirit to Zhao Lingjun.

Wilhelmina is back.

Wilhelmina was relieved to see that Zhao Chuanxin did not leave.

She tentatively asked: "Ethan, would you like to stay in the Netherlands?"

Zhao Chuanxin said with a heart of stone, "I don't."

Wilhelmina: "Isn't it good to be the royal wife?"

"I am now the prefect of Lubin Prefecture, and I may run for California pastoral office in the future. I really can't get away."

"..." Wilhelmina could only settle for the next best thing: "Then you should come back more often. It is best to come to the Netherlands for half a month every month."

"Well, it's hard, but I can't do it either."

Isn't that just wishful thinking for half a month? The power of faith disagrees.

Seeing that he was desperate, Wilhelmina resorted to murder: "Don't you want to spend more time with our daughter?"

Zhao Chuanxin was silent for five seconds: "How about I pack it up and take it away."

Wilhelmina: "..."

It was impossible for him to take it away.

This single seedling is going to inherit the throne.

Wilhelmina blinked, handed Zhao Lingjun in her arms to Margot, then took Zhao Chuanxin's hand and made a major decision: "Ethan, come with me, I have something to ask you before you leave. ”

Zhao Chuanxin followed him into the bedroom: "What's the matter?"

"Make a child."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin is gone after all.

The huge amount of faith brought by Rune City directly reimbursed him for the return ticket, which was an additional bonus.

When he returned to the mountainside hut in Lubinfu, it was already nine o'clock in the evening in Beijing.

Without disturbing others, he first lit a fire and used the Old God's Cauldron brand to heat the hut.

He adjusted his watch according to the time given by Xingyue.

He needed to adjust to the jet lag and couldn't sleep so early, so he activated the energy fluctuation convergence rune fragments and opened the holy light channel to teleport to the White House in Qut Shalam.

It was seven o'clock in the morning in Qutsalam, and the sun was just rising.

Afternoon, evening, morning, Zhao Chuanxin felt somewhat confused in time and space.

He stopped eating too, put on his trowel gloves, repaired the interior walls, laid the floors, built the columns, and exhausted himself as much as possible.

The bedrooms in the white house were demolished, and now there are no bedrooms. There is only a small warehouse, which hides the passage to the underground fortress, and the rest are all halls.

The excavated earth and rocks were piled inside and outside the courtyard, but Zhao Chuanxin did not move them.

This soil should be kept to be transported to the safe haven of the fearless vanguard companions to plant flowers and grass.

Urquidi Gomez has a toothache.

The front tooth that was pulled out by the roots no longer hurts, but the half-broken front tooth hurts like hell.

Zhao Chuanxin is not a professional dentist after all, and he did not kill the tooth nerve at all.

The toothache was accompanied by a high fever that almost took away half of Urquidi Gomez's life.

He went to a local doctor, who prescribed some local medicine for him. After taking it, he felt dizzy for a while, and then there was no effect at all.

While he was in pain, Camilo Torric sent someone to find him and said that a group of people came to the town to advocate constitutionalism.

Every social change in Mexican history is related to rural unrest.

The last unrest was the peasant movement during the War of Independence.

Its root lies in the development of the rural commodity economy since the second half of the 18th century and the changes in rural social relations caused by it.

Although the peasant movement during the War of Independence was suppressed, it greatly impacted the large estate economy before independence, strengthened the status of peasants, and created conditions for the establishment of a development model similar to the small peasant system in Mexico in the first half of the 19th century.

Camilo Torric thought that there was a bad wind blowing recently, and there was a sign of impending storm.

He sent people to find Urquidi Gomez but to no avail, and angrily went to the home of his top thug himself.

Then he saw Urquidi Gomez lying on the bed miserably, his face pale and his body shaking.

Urquidi Gomez saw the boss coming and wanted to get up, but his eyes went black and he couldn't get up in the end.

"Don Camilo Torric, forgive me for not being able to get up." Urquidi Gomez said weakly.

Camilo Torric was originally furious, and seeing him like this, he frowned: "Why is it like this?"

"This..." Urquidi Gomez didn't dare to say that he fell like this because he wanted to rape Salma.

First of all, it's embarrassing, and secondly, such an ugly thing can be done, but it can't be publicized.

He finally said vaguely: "I accidentally bumped into it."

Camilo Torric paced back and forth in front of Urquidi Gomez's bed: "This damn world has no law. The constitutionalists openly came to our town to lobby those untouchables. They are really bold. I heard that the country's total foreign debt was less than 200 million pesos 30 years ago, but now it has risen to 600 million or 700 million..."

There are three factions in Mexico now, the Zapatista faction, the Villa faction and the Constitutional faction.

The Villa faction and the Constitutional faction are the most enthusiastic in fighting.

Urquidi Gomez didn't understand this at all.

He said weakly: "Don Camilo, things will get better slowly, don't worry too much."

Camilo Torric also knew that this rough man lying on the sickbed couldn't read a single word, so it was useless to say more.

He said: "Where is Nachito Gomez? Since you are sick, let him come and help me drive away those constitutionalists' lackeys. We can't let them talk nonsense in our town. In addition, Alfonso's family is ungrateful and refuses to sell land. I want you brothers to bring people to their door and teach them a lesson!"

In the late 18th century, Mexico's mining industry prospered again.

It is the tradition of the Mexican elite group to gain wealth from the mining industry with high risks and high profits, and to invest in agricultural and pastoral areas with low profits and low risks.

This is how Camilo Torric rose to power.

Mexico does not have a primogeniture system. Many small farmers, because they have too many children and are scattered, and their land is severely divided and fragmented, will be bought by rich people like Camilo Torric.

The way of man is to take away from the deficiencies and make up for the surpluses. The land of the big landlords is getting more and more, and the land of the small farmers is becoming increasingly scarce. The small farmers who have lost their land often become tenants or permanent employees on the big estates.

Alfonso's ancestors were small farmers. By his generation, there was little land left.

Camilo Torric had been eyeing it for a long time, but Alfonso gritted his teeth and refused to sell it.

Not selling it?

Haha.

The big landowner Camilo Torric used violence and various conspiracies to drive out and annex small landowners.

The main purpose of supporting the Gomez brothers as thugs was to annex the land.

Urquidi Gomez struggled to get up, leaned against the head of the bed and said helplessly: "Don Camilo, Nachito has gone somewhere and has not come back yet. I was planning to use the money from the foreigner to buy a house to build him a new house. But you see, I am very sick now."

Camilo Torric snorted coldly: "Foreigner? I don't think he is a good person either. Send someone to keep an eye on him, maybe your brother's disappearance is related to him. Get well soon, otherwise it will delay my big business."

...

Zhao Chuanxin had almost packed up, and when he went out to lock the door, the landlord's stupid son Juvencio Torric came again.

He seemed not to be able to walk, but only to run.

The little fat man ran out of breath, holding the "Animal Encyclopedia" in his hand: "Mr. Constantine, this is your book, I'm here to return it. Do you have any more interesting books like this?"

Zhao Chuanxin took the book and took out another "Strange Birds and Beasts Scroll" from the secret space. This is a hand-painted color scroll of "Classic of Mountains and Seas" published in recent years.

Handing the book to Juvencio Toric, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't damage it, this book is worth a lot of money."

"Don't worry, sir, I will keep it well. I will return it to you after I finish reading it." Juvencio Toric wiped his nose and said.

Zhao Chuanxin witnessed Juvencio Toric's snot rubbing against the cover of the book.

"..."

After Juvencio Toric ran home with the book, Zhao Chuanxin teleported back to the mountainside cabin.

At this time, it was 10:30 pm in Beijing.

Zhao Chuanxin finally felt a little sleepy.

He went to bed on an empty stomach, and when he woke up in the morning, he habitually wanted to refresh the "Old God Code".

But then he thought about it, his habit in China was to refresh at night.

So he resisted the urge to turn the pages, got up and went out to practice some balance skills, and asked the puppet servants to cook and clean.

After washing and eating, Zhao Chuanxin put on a cotton coat and teleported back to the house in Lubin Mansion.

Rebecca Levi's eyes lit up when she saw Zhao Chuanxin: "My lord, you are back."

Zhao Chuanxin coughed, first glanced at Rebecca Levi's belly, and found it very flat.

"Yes, I'm back. Nothing happened in Lubin Mansion, right?"

"It's nothing big." Rebecca Levi said: "Some time ago, during the Christmas celebration, someone came to attack and was repelled by the two general managers Hu."

"What the hell?" Zhao Chuanxin's eyes pricked up: "This is nothing big?"