The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Urquidi Gomez was suspicious that the outsiders were scolding him.

"Urquidi, who is he scolding?"

In fact, everyone thinks so too.

Just then, a high-pitched barking sound came.

Everyone was stunned.

Urquidi Gomez was livid.

It turns out that the foreigner was really scolding a dog.

Fortunately, he thought the outsiders were scolding him, ah... tui!

Urquidy Gomez no longer hesitated, raised his gun, took aim, and pulled the trigger.

boom.

This gunshot sounded extra loud for some reason.

"ah……"

The one who screamed was not the stranger in the yard, but Urquidi Gomez.

Before the gunfire, the stranger suddenly squatted down and waved his arms as if to hit the dog. He accidentally dodged the bullet.

But Urquidi Gomez didn’t understand why he was the one injured...

He lowered his head and saw his thigh bleeding. A bullet penetrated his thigh and made a bloody hole.

His mind went blank: What happened?

His subordinates also looked around blankly, not knowing why.

"Whose gun went off?" Urquidy Gomez asked in a low voice, with a ferocious look on his face.

No one admits it.

"You'd better tell me now, or you'll be in trouble."

Still no one spoke.

Urquidi Gomez couldn't stand the pain, but he still endured the pain and looked up at the courtyard. He found that the stranger was looking around in panic, but in the end he did not find Urquidi Gomez hiding here. Mais et al.

Urquidy Gomez cursed and said: "Help me up, I can still shoot."

The subordinate quickly said: "Let me do it."

Urquidi Gomez thought for a moment and handed him the Mauser M1902.

The man loaded the gun and took aim.

Before he pulled the trigger, he heard the stranger in the yard say: "It's all your fault, you bitch. I don't know who has been shot a thousand times. He fired the gun. I was shocked. I hope the shooter hits me, mom." of!"

After saying that, he squatted down and beat the dog again.

boom!

Just as it happened, the gun rang again at this moment.

The shooter: "Ah..."

His thigh was also pierced and bleeding.

At this time, everyone was confused.

Why is it that when a shot is fired, one of the people is always injured?

The stranger was unscathed.

This unscientific!

Urquidi Gomez could no longer hold back: "Who is it? Whose gun went off?"

His men all raised their hands to show their innocence.

Looking inside the courtyard, the strangers straightened up again and looked around with horrified faces.

Urquidy Gomez: "..."

"withdraw!"

If I don't go back and bandage it, I might bleed to death.

Foreigners, leave it to be sorted out later.

The men hurriedly carried the two wounded back.

When they left, among the reeds and bamboos, a black shadow lying on the ground quickly ran towards the small courtyard with eight legs.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out the magazine pouting upward from the back of the Black Widow puppet, reloaded two bullets, stuffed it back, and put it in his pocket.

He looked down at the innocent Chihuahua: "You bitch, you still want to shoot me coldly. Do you really think you are lawless while carrying a few old antiques?"

"Woo..." the Chihuahua responded with its big eyes wide open, its tail wagging rapidly, and it didn't look like it was being beaten at all.

Oscar-level acting is extraordinary after all.

Zhao Chuanxin built a doghouse for it in the yard.

Seeing that the guy was still shivering from the cold, he took out five holes in one of his cotton socks and put it on.

Zhao Chuanxin took two steps back and looked at it. Sure enough, it was much better, haha.

The puppet slaves and black puppet craftsmen are in the room making clothes and boots.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the underground fortress and placed a batch of military rations transported from Lubin Mansion inside.

…

January 21, 1909, New Year’s Eve.

Both Lubin Mansion and the capital were decorated with lights and colorful decorations.

The Forbidden City, which is usually cold on weekdays, was also filled with joy today.

In the last year of Cixi's reign, she still thought, "If you help me up, I can still be in power." Therefore, she did not give Empress Longyu much power at that time, and instead allowed Zaifeng to gradually take power.

But in the end, Cixi had to accept the fact that she was dying, and hurriedly let Longyu listen behind the curtain.

But it's too late.

Cixi and Guangxu died in a hurry. The ministers and Aixinjueluo Zaifeng did not follow Cixi's dying decree and directly ignored Longyu.

Aixinjueluo Zaifeng knew that his widowed sister-in-law was far inferior to Cixi, so he directly adopted the Imperial Guard for his own use. The decree issued by Longyu must be marked with the words "Edict of the Regent" to be effective.

Today is New Year's Eve, but the young people, relatives and nobles are all in the Forbidden City.

Aixinjueluo Zaifeng asked Zaitao: "Some time ago, guns and cannons were firing in the north. It was not lonely. But I heard that Zhao Chuanxin went overseas. Is there anything strange after returning?"

Aixinjueluo Zaitao shook his head: "My people came back with news that the Lubin Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. During the street talks, Zhao Chuanxin did not make any changes."

"Zhao Chuanxin is a narrow-minded person. If he starts an army and goes to war, in your opinion, what should the court do?"

Aixinjueluo Zaitao put down his tea cup, pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that among the thieves who attacked Lubin Mansion, there were Russians and Japanese. Japan was no longer in Lubin Mansion, and Zhao Chuanxin had nothing to do. Only the Russians were close. In front of you. Zhao Chuanxin can just sit back and watch. The bad thing is that the bandits are going west and entering the grassland. If Zhao Chuanxin rashly invades the grassland, the court will have no control. No, it doesn’t matter.”

Aisin-Gioro Zaifeng frowned and snorted: "Of course I have to take care of it. Don't forget that he is still an official appointed by the court."

"It's not impossible. But what if Zhao Chuanxin doesn't listen?"

If Zhao Chuanxin doesn't listen to the court's orders, not only will it set a bad example and reduce the prestige of the court, but it may also cause a quarrel with Zhao Chuanxin.

Already wary of Zhao Chuanxin, Zhao Chuanxin made a big fuss in Berlin, Germany and was able to escape unscathed, Aixin-Gioro Zaifeng was even more afraid of Zhao Ruhu.

Zaifeng asked Zaitao: "You have been training troops for a long time. If you have a conflict with Zhao Chuanxin, how sure are you to repel the enemy?"

Zaitao shook his head: "I only know how to train troops, not how to fight."

"..."

With one sentence, Aixin-Gioro Zaifeng was speechless.

"Let's wait and see."

...

Yuan Weiting, who was sent back to his hometown, was also asking about the news of Lubin Prefecture at this time.

"How is Zhao Chuanxin? Did he take revenge?"

"No."

"What is he waiting for? This man never waits for revenge."

"I think he waited until after the New Year."

Yuan Weiting didn't know what he was looking forward to. His eyes were full of ambition: "Zhao Chuanxin is back, what will the Russians do?"

"The Russians are on the alert at the border, deploying troops and making a panic."

...

Zhao Chuanxin hung peach charms on his door, which were Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde with their teeth bared.

Rebecca Levi asked curiously: "Sir, what's the use of this?"

"What's the use?" Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw a few snotty kids walking by with a big dog, smiled and said: "Look at the dog, you will understand."

Zhao Chuanxin walked a few steps towards the big dog, squinting his eyes, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and his body was full of murderous intent.

The big dog first bared its teeth in response, made a threatening warning "woohoo" in its mouth, and then turned and ran away.

He almost pulled the snotty kid who was holding the rope to his head.

Rebecca Levi: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and said, "See? This is called murderous aura. When Li Shimin had a nightmare, he sent his two murderous generals Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde to guard the door. Ghosts and gods could not get close, so he could sleep soundly."

He started the pot and boiled the paste.

Rebecca Levi shivered in the cold wind holding the couplet.

Zhao Chuanxin painted it on the side of the door with a brush, let Rebecca Levi watch from behind, and went forward to paste the couplet: "How is it? Is it straight?"

"A little to the left."

Zhao Chuanxin moved: "What about now?"

"Okay."

Zhao Chuanxin pressed the couplet hard on the door frame.

In fact, with the stars and the moon, there is no need for others.

He deliberately took Rebecca Levi to experience the Chinese Spring Festival.

Rebecca Levi really found it interesting.

Women like the sense of ritual.

After putting up the Spring Festival couplets and other things, Zhao Chuanxin went into the house. Rebecca Levi was warming herself by the fireplace. She was really cold and playful.

Tang Qunying asked: "Sir, don't you worship your ancestors?"

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "No need, the ancestors may still be alive, let the ancestors worship them. If you want to worship your ancestors, you can set up an offering table in the kitchen."

"This..." Tang Qunying was stunned: "How can you let outsiders worship your ancestors in your own home?"

How to say it, Zhao Chuanxin really doesn't need to worship his ancestors.

But he still likes that kind of atmosphere.

The most important thing is that he doesn't fear ghosts and gods. I'm afraid that ghosts and monsters will bow down to him when they see him.

He said righteously: "Zhao regards the country as his home, not his own family."

Tang Qunying stood in awe: "Sir, you are so righteous!"

"Keep a low profile, Xitao, we should keep a low profile."

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin didn't mind, Tang Qunying really went to the kitchen to set up an offering table.

Zhao Chuanxin personally went to the kitchen, heated the pan, fried some vegetarian noodles, boiled a piece of pork belly, fried some vegetarian meatballs, put a fresh cabbage, and added some tofu puffs.

These five side dishes were used to offer sacrifices to Tang Qunying's ancestors.

Three cups of wine were poured, three sets of bowls and chopsticks were placed, three incense sticks were offered, and two candles were lit.

The atmosphere was immediately created.

Rebecca Levi was very interesting and watched with great interest.

Nina was almost the same.

Nina and Tang Qunying wanted to cook, but Zhao Chuanxin drove them out of the kitchen: "I will cook today."

Looking at the dishes prepared by Rebecca Levi and Tang Qunying, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "It's so shabby. How rich am I, Zhao Chuanxin, to eat these six dishes during the New Year?"

Coincidentally, the old bachelor Cui Fenghua and Jiang Jian and others came to the door shamelessly.

"Sir, we are here mainly to see if there is anything missing at home?"

The two had nowhere to go during the New Year, and they were thinking about having a meal together.

Cui Fenghua came up with a plan: "Why don't we go to the prefect's house and have a seat?"

They hit it off immediately.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't mind, but he couldn't let them eat and drink for free: "It's just right, you go out and think of a way to give me some pig's trotters, chicken feet, pork tenderloin, fat duck..."

The two hadn't started a family yet, so Zhao Chuanxin didn't intend to let them pay for it, so he handed over a few dollars and said he would work hard but not get paid.

After they left, Zhao Chuanxin activated the energy fluctuation convergence rune fragment and teleported back to the white house.

It was late at night in the white house, and there was no one around.

Zhao Chuanxin first added dog food and water to the Chihuahua, then took out the second generation of Youlong, rode it and headed east, and arrived at the Gulf of Mexico in 20 minutes.

He put on the Chaos Armor and went to the sea, touched some blue crabs and swimming crabs, scallops, oysters, lobsters, and halibut.

He killed them directly on the beach, packed up, and returned to his home in Lubin Prefecture.

Three women were eating melon seeds in the living room.

Nina frowned and said doubtfully: "I seem to smell the smell of shrimps and crabs."

"Huh? I smell it too."

“Right now, there are fish caught in the winter in Hulun Lake for sale, but we didn’t buy any shrimps or crabs.”

Jiang Jian and Cui Fenghua also came back carrying pig trotters and chicken feet.

They also smelled seafood.

Everyone entered the kitchen and saw Zhao Chuanxin chopping green onions, ginger and garlic.

Seeing that pig's trotters and chicken feet were brought, Zhao Chuanxin took them and pushed them: "Get out, everyone."

Tang Qunying originally thought six dishes were enough.

As a result, after Zhao Chuanxin summoned Jiang Jian and Cui Fenghua to serve the dishes...one dish, two dishes, three dishes, four dishes...there were sixteen dishes in total.

In terms of seafood alone, there are six courses including garlic scallops, spicy stir-fried swimming crab, steamed blue crab, braised halibut, lobster, and oysters.

Roast duck and fish.

Sweet and sour Guobao Pork, stir-fried yellow beef.

Roe deer meat with cumin, wild boar meat dipped in garlic sauce, cold boneless chicken feet, pig trotters dipped in garlic sauce, fat sausage, and braised venison.

Frying, frying, frying, steaming, stewing, stewing, Zhao Chuanxin has almost done it all.

Nina, who is usually responsible for cooking, was dazzled by the fact that she was asked to prepare so many dishes, and she couldn't even think of them all.

Rebecca Levi looked at the shrimps and crabs and wondered: "Sir, where did you buy the seafood?"

When she was in New York, she could occasionally eat seafood, although not much.

Ever since she came to Lubin Mansion, even if she had money, she couldn't afford it.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his apron, went to pick up the wine jar and said, "I just caught it."

Everyone: "..."

On the table, Zhao Chuanxin placed Shaoguo, Lafite, orange wine, tequila, whiskey, Yanghe Town sorghum Daqu, matchmaker's wine, Baiyi wine...

"Pour yourself what you like to drink."

The collection is amazing.

Jiang Jian and Cui Fenghua's eyes shone.

The Lord Magistrate is really a wine-drinking immortal.

Tang Qunying, a heroine among women, never wants to lag behind men.

She looked at the various wines and asked, "Sir, can you recommend a wine?"

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the matchmaker's vat of wine and said: "This wine is produced in Fujian. As the saying goes - who tried the cinnabar for cunning, but ordered the matchmaker to call the restaurant. It's strange that the girl has a new idea and inserts two or three flowers as she pleases."

"As for Sorghum Daqu, it is made by taking water from the Beauty Spring in Yanghe Town and fermenting it in the old cellar. When you smell the aroma, dismount and stop when you know the taste. This is the kind of wine we are talking about."

"Lafite, a vineyard and winery in France, has always been famous and the first choice of the European upper class. It was a gift from Kaiser Wilhelm II as an apology."

"The sweet wine made from Cornus officinalis and many medicinal materials is sweet and palatable to drink, and it is good for keeping healthy and curing diseases. Therefore, it is known as a hundred benefits. It was popular in the south of the Yangtze River during the Jiaqing period. It has the reputation of immortal wine for rejuvenation. One pound costs one jiao. Xiaoyang..."

Zhao Chuanxin has countless treasures at his fingertips, and they are clear and logical.

Everyone was dumbfounded and impressed by the magistrate's knowledge.

Drink, drink, it turns out there are so many allusions.

However, Zhao Chuanxin said that he had a big appetite and wanted to try it next to him.

Zhao Chuanxin only poured himself a cup of Shao Guo.

Among the people at the table, the woman included Tang Qunying, a hero among women, and the other two foreign women did not have the etiquette for women not to sit with men at the same table.

As for Zhao Chuanxin, he doesn't care about this anymore.

Pushing cups and changing cups, the cups and plates are in a mess.

Nina's drinking capacity was astonishing, and she actually drank Jiang Jian and Cui Fenghua to the ground.

Rebecca Levi was drunk and blurred. After drinking too much, she always fell into Zhao Chuanxin's arms.

Zhao Chuanxin straightened her up a few times impatiently, then simply took her back to the bedroom, threw her on the bed and covered her with a quilt to sleep.

It was now afternoon.

Zhao Chuanxin teleported back to the mountainside hut, asked the puppet slave to wash his hair, wipe his face, trim his beard, put on a set of clothes that did not smell of alcohol, and teleported him back to Lugang Town.

When he pushed the door from the villa bedroom to the living room, Miao Cuihua, Rachel Kervis and Samuel Goldberg were all stunned.

They didn't know when Zhao Chuanxin returned to Lugang Town, or when Zhao Chuanxin got into the bedroom.

Zhao Chuanxin happily took off the apron from Miao Cuihua: "I'll do it."

One word, one movement, and the envious Rachel Kervis would die.

Samuel Goldberg never cooked for her.

He never took the initiative to share household chores with her, help her with her children, or anything like that.

So, before everyone could greet him, Zhao Chuanxin entered the kitchen.

Miao Cuihua calmly smiled at the couple: "I'll go help him."

After entering the kitchen, she hugged Zhao Chuanxin from behind and whispered in his ear: "You are going to have a second child."

Lao Zhao was blanching chicken gizzards when he heard this and stiffened: What the hell? Does Sister Hua know about me and Wilhelmina?

Then I was surprised again: What the hell? Sister Hua has a child?

He threw the pot on the stove, turned around and said, "Sister Hua, you know that I am an honest and dull person. Please don't lie to me."

"You also know that I am reserved and shy, and I never know how to speak freely."

"Sister Hua, it's wrong of you to do this. How can you open your eyes and tell lies? How can you be conservative? You clearly asked me last time..."

At this time, Rachel Kervis also came to the door of the kitchen and was curious after hearing this: "What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Chuanxin and Miao Cuihua stopped at the same time and coughed twice.

Miao Cuihua brushed her hair from her forehead and pinned it to her crystal clear ears: "It's nothing."

"Okay, you won't talk about it as soon as I come." Rachel Kravis curled her lips.

Zhao Chuanxin went over and pushed her out: "Go to the other side. You will understand when you grow up."

"..."

Then he supported Miao Cuihua's arm thoughtfully: "Sister Hua, you can go out too. There is a lot of fumes. This kind of environment is not conducive to matryoshka dolls."

Miao Cuihua whispered into his ear with a smile.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "Ah, Sister Hua, I'm so shy, my face turned red when I heard your request."

Miao Cuihua nodded: "Yes, not only did my face turn red, but other places were also red."

This is the difference between Rebecca Levi and Sister Hua.

A pure desire, a huge seduction.

Each one's frown and smile are inadvertently seductive.

This damn young woman's style.

When they all went out, Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "Hey, Sister Hua's tricks are amazing, she can always turn spring breeze into rain."

Not fighting or grabbing, but fighting and grabbing.

Zhao Chuanxin pays attention to efficiency when cooking.

There is no need for fire in the stove, no need to reach for the seasonings, no need for a broom to clean the pot, and no need to stop cutting.

Sister Hua's New Year habit is to eat two meals during the day and another meal in the middle of the night, so she won't hold up.

In the afternoon, the sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the room warm as spring.

Miao Cuihua opened the door, stood at the door, pinched her waist with both hands, and shouted angrily: "Jiang Mingxin, get back here!"

The sound shook the rubble, and the snow on the eaves was falling rustlingly.

Rachel Kervis and Samuel Goldberg had never seen this before, and they couldn't help but open their mouths.

Zhao Chuanxin was wearing an apron and smoking a cigarette, watching happily.

It can be salty or sweet, pungent or virtuous, chaste or lascivious, independent or self-reliant.

Jiang Mingxin, who was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket, visibly enlarged his figure and ran towards her.

She walked in Fengfenghuohuo, Fengfenghuohuo said in surprise: "Big!"

Zhao Chuanxin immediately presented him with suede boots and a new set of clothes: "Girl gave this to you."

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Ming took it happily and went back to the room to change it.

Dada never disappoints her and brings gifts every time.

Miao Cuihua stopped me: "No, it's too cold. Please put on your cotton-padded jacket."

Jiang Mingxin immediately pouted.

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "Listen to your mother."

After dinner started, Zhao Chuanxin quickly had three drinks with everyone.

Miao Cuihua was confused and secretly sniffed Zhao Chuanxin's wine glass.

Good guy, it’s real wine, but how is that possible?

What was once a dish can now drink three glasses of wine in a row?

Zhao Chuanxin wiped Jiang Mingxin's oily little face, stood up and said, "I have to rush to the next show, you guys eat first."

Miao Cuihua walked him to the door: "You won't be back tonight?"

Zhao Chuanxin originally didn't plan to come back, but he glanced at Miao Cuihua's belly and said, "Come back, I'll be back in the middle of the night."