"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, why are you hitting me?"
"Do you need a reason to hit you? I got angry and even hit myself."
"Ah"
"I'm just kidding, I'm just trying to make you sober. It's not worth being discouraged if you push yourself into something too hard. Your generation's life is destined to be like donkey pancakes." Zhao Chuanxin smiled, shaking his legs and returning to his old ways, "And I Zhao Chuanxin wants to stand and earn money."
This attitude is completely different from the one where he just took out a string of numbers to talk about the past and the present.
It gives people a sense of déjà vu as if they were wearing slippers and stepping on a somersault cloud.
Both awesome and disgraceful.
At this time, the police arrived late.
The Beijing-Fengcheng Railway is a purely state-owned railway and does not involve shares from major powers. The train police are all Chinese.
After entering, the policeman saw Bodubunet who was as strong as a gorilla and as lifeless as a gorilla on the ground. He was very surprised and said, "Who did this?"
Zhao Chuanxin He crossed his legs, leaned forward and raised his hands, "I did it."
Police officer"
It's really hard for me to admit it so quickly.
"You are so brave, you dare to kill foreigners"
Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "Oh, this is a routine risk in first-class carriages on the Beijing-Fenghuang Railway. It is rare and strange. "
Catch the police"
No one knew that this sentence became popular after it was spread.
The policeman's scalp was numb, "Come with me"
"Where are you going? Go to the front of the car to carry coal"
""The policeman was furious, "What's the waste?" Speak up quickly, otherwise I won't be polite."
You have never seen such a murderer, do you know?
Bai Wenwei suddenly wanted to laugh, but was embarrassed and could only hold back.
So you are like this Zhao Chuanxin.
Zhao Chuanxin took out a bag of fried pine nuts, crushed them and stuffed them into his mouth, "Yes, you're welcome, you come to our place just like your own home."
Police officer The reason why there was no attack was because the carriage was full of foreigners.
Foreign adults are not easy to take care of. Even if they catch the criminal, they will make trouble if they bump into him.
Bai Wenwei saw that the policeman was about to get angry, so he stood up and walked away, whispering a few words.
The policeman’s eyes widened.
As for the policemen on the Beijing-Fenghuang Railway, they know the name "Zhao Chuanxin" very well.
Take this carriage as an example. It has the spirit ring from Zhao Chuanxin’s last murder. The good guy is doing it again this time.
Two groups of police officers are fighting, but they can’t leave. , and his companions dragged Podubuney's body away, leaving a trail of blood in the corridor, and they had to use a mop to wash the floor.
After doing this, the police officer went to the official office and found a wooden sign and a book written by someone who could write a line prohibiting insulting the Chinese at your own risk.
It was nailed to the entrance of the first-class carriage so that everyone who got on could see it clearly.
When they arrived at the next stop, all the foreign passengers were confused.During the train ride, almost everyone pretended to be as if they had really arrived at the terminal, and some even had to perform a stretch to express their gratitude for the fatigue of the journey.
As soon as he jumped out of the car, he helped the old and the young and ran away with the men and women on their arms. Several shoes ran away and he didn't bother to pick them up.
Bai Wenwei saw it and felt that nothing in the world was more funny than this.
When being beaten, you must not only stand at attention, but also act natural.
Then she gritted her teeth and pretended to be natural, otherwise she would not have said that she would rather give to a friend than a domestic slave.
I also felt that Zhao Chuanxin had leaked the truth because Zhao Chuanxin taught him the method of statistical data, which at this time was considered a "stunt skill" that was kept secret.
After thinking about it, he asked.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at the foreigners running chaotically outside the car window. The woman who helped him get clothes before turned back and smiled at him.
He also smiled back, don't say it, don't say it, I'm still a little itchy in my heart.
Those who hate Zhao Chuanxin accuse him of being incompetent, but who knows that Zhao Chuanxin is actually a sick man.
After Bai Wenwei asked a few questions, Zhao Chuanxin came back to his senses: "Oh, you said this, I wish that everyone in the country understands economics. You can go out to promote it. There is someone who can rely on it." This is a great achievement for getting rich."
Zhao Chuanxin never takes care of himself.
But even though the new laws and new ideas are being promoted all over the world, there are still a few people who want to change
For example, a wealthy businessman of Niu Zihou’s level does not understand the new type of account books and needs to keep them. His son Niu Hanzhang helped dismantle it.
Bai Wenwei gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Zhao, you really have the world in mind."
"Hey, Liewu has been praised too much, and he can't think about the whole world." Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand humbly. At most, it’s only 100 million square kilometers of land."
Bai Wenwei"
The land area in the world is less than 1.5 billion square kilometers, and two-thirds of it is filled with emotions< /p>
When the train started to move, the policeman came over to take a sneak peek.
It happened that Zhao Chuanxin looked towards the connection between the carriages and saw the policeman.
As a result, the policeman could only smile and push the door in. "Mr. Zhao, do you need to pour tea for you?"
"No, I'm busy with you." Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyes Zhang Zhang.
Who knows which group of policemen are there and whether they are poisoned?
The policeman hesitated for a moment, "Is Mr. Zhao going to the capital?"
Zhao Chuanxin pointed his finger "No, take the train directly to Tianjin Wei."
Beijing-Fengcheng Railway was built in 1881. At that time, it was also called the Tangxu Railway, which ran from Tangshan to Xugezhuang.
The back is expanded year by year, extending to Huanggutun in the north and Tianjin Wei in the south. It was completely completed last year, and Zhao Chuanxin can ride all the way to Tianjin Wei.
The police officer walked out awkwardly but politely.
Dark sunlight floated through the windows, and the furnishings and decorations of the first-class carriage exuded a Gothic calmness because of the narrow windows.
Zhang HenshuiHe said that dreams on the train are divided into three categories according to sweetness and bitterness, and Guo Moruo said that he could not afford to sit in the first class compartment.
Bai Wenwei looked at Zhao Chuanxin's face through the smoke sinking slowly in the sun.
He felt that Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have deliberately leaked his whereabouts.
At the beginning of this year, the Japanese placed a new type of explosive on the railway specifically for Zhao Chuanxin, which could control the explosion from a distance.
Isn’t he afraid?
Just then, Zhao Chuanxin turned around.
Bai Wenwei said hurriedly, "Mr. Zhao, I was going to the capital next time, but now I can't make it back and forth, so I have to get off the bus halfway. I want to report it to the chief. Maybe the court will learn about this and please ask him in advance." Mr. Zhao will bear with you."
He cannot get off the bus with Zhao Chuanxin and must report it.
Who made him one of the parties?
Zhao Chuanxin smiled, "Really? I, like you, have to get off the bus halfway."
"Ah"
Knowing that Japan and Tsarist Russia had ulterior motives and were poking at his back, how could Zhao Chuanxin be unprepared
But this was not the time to get off the car, Xiao Even if the Japanese were prepared, they would not be able to act in time after receiving the news.
So he took out the straw paper, fountain pen and ink, and laid them out on the marble table.
Bai Wenwei wondered what Zhao Chuanxin wanted to do.
Unexpectedly, he saw Zhao Chuanxin lighting a new cigarette and tilting his head to prevent the smoke in his mouth from getting into his eyes.
The wrist is shaking violently and the pen is flying.
One by one, long or short lines appear. The straight lines are very straight, comparable to the measurement of a ruler. The circle is very regular, comparable to a compass.
Zhao Chuanxin's pen control ability has reached an advanced level, and he writes boldly, leaving only the rustling sound of the pen tip scraping against the paper, as if ten thousand silkworms are eating mulberry leaves.
The lotus column foundations, the moiré water tank, and many stone components obviously in the Ming and Qing style were quickly formed in the painting, just like a dilapidated temple.
In front of the temple, there is a stone lion stepping on a stone ball, staring straight ahead with dull eyes; while the other one collapsed and was lying on its side.
Lying on the side of a stone lion, a burly man in armor is sitting on the stone lion. One foot is stepping on the head of the stone lion, and the other foot is hanging down to the ground, supporting the body. He leaned back lazily, carrying a giant ax with a strange shape.
There was a cigar in his mouth.
Only one-half of the man’s profile is left, and it is impossible to tell from the canvas whether the direction he is looking at is sunrise or sunset. The reader can only guess.
It seems that the more he paints, the more rough and irritable he becomes. The speed of dipping in ink is extremely fast, and the lines become blurry due to the broken ink at the tip of the pen, which makes the painting more vivid.
Bai Wenwei was stunned for a while.
He has seen people painting, he has seen Chinese painting landscapes, and he has seen foreigners sketching from life, but he has never seen Zhao Chuanxin write like this without thinking, painting as fast as the wind and as aggressive as fire. .
Drawing with a fountain pen, luckily he can figure it out.
It actually didn’t take long, Zhao Chuanxin completed the sketch, inserted the fountain pen into the ink bottle at will, blew the ink dry, leaned back and looked at it, frowned, "I'll just use it."
He used to always use Mark, stylus pen sketches, and sometimes a digital tablet are used. After drawing, I feed it to the AI. Once it is done, I can use it as a background image for my videos, or use it to show off, pretending to be a carefully designed style by myself, to embellish it, and make those partial Wen Wanxiang’s handmade jewelry has been praised to the sky.
Netizens who have never eaten any good pork are really willing to spend money on useless things.
"Mr. Zhao, this is"
Bai Wenwei is really convinced.
This Zhao Chuanxin is completely different from what he imagined.
He thought he was a reckless martial artist, but in fact he was polite and martial.
Zhao Chuanxin flicked his wrist, "This is the cover picture of the latest issue of the comic "The Mage in the Late Qing Dynasty."
"The Late Qing Dynasty" Bai Wenwei has a bit of a mouth.
"Haha." Zhao Chuanxin did not explain.
The Qing government has no control over the distribution of comics in the United States. Zhao Chuanxin can do whatever he likes with the publishing house in which he owns a stake.
What is not allowed in the local state government in the United States
The publisher’s surname is Zhao, who dares to stop me from trying
The late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries were European During the period when comics were on the rise, France’s Georges Severan and Belgium’s Hergé were both outstanding cartoonists of this era.
If nothing else, The Adventures of Tintin will be famous even in later generations.
The writing is humorous and the story is fascinating.
As for Zhao Chuanxin’s mage in the late Qing Dynasty, it was a mudslide.
This mudslide had previously involved cutting down a large number of trees on the hillside. And the next plot outlined by Zhao Chuanxin directly left half of the hillside bald, waiting for heavy rains and landslides to destroy the world.
Zhao Chuanxin took a short break and continued painting.
Bai Wenwei's body trembled when he saw it.
"Ci is an old woman, but she can't hide her cunning appearance. Which winter did she die?"
Haoxuan blurted out the word "Cixi".
The key is that the person drawn in the cartoon is clearly Cixi, and Cixi died in a winter.
And that emperor was clearly Guangxu, who died the day before Cixi died.
This made Bai Wenwei stunned.
Why are you showing me this?
The third cigarette held by Zhao Chuanxian was about to burn out. He raised his head and said, "This year."
""Bai Wen Wei looked out the window and wondered why he hadn't reached the station yet
He smiled bitterly, "Aren't you afraid, Mr. Zhao?"
"Not afraid." Zhao put on his polished leather shoes and put out his cigarette butt. "Not only am I not afraid, believe it or not, Cixi will give me an official title soon"
"Why is this"
Bai Wenwei really doesn't understand.
"Zhao liked it when his enemies couldn't stand it and looked at me helplessly. Cixi must have felt this deeply. Before a person dies, how manyThere will be some premonitions. I guess she has already started planning her aftermath. "
Since there was no one else in the first-class carriage except the two of them.
Bai Wenwei became bolder. "Death is like a lamp going out. She loves power, but she died. What else is there to worry about?"
"Guess who she will make her heir"
"Zai Feng" Bai Wenwei completely let herself go and dared to say anything.< /p>
Strictly speaking, his status is the same as that of Wu Luzhen. They are both undercover agents sent by Sun Gongwu.
Essentially, there is nothing to be afraid of, and the person opposite is very bold. Zhao Chuanxin sneered. "Cixi has been in power for many years. Not only must he have the blood of their Yehenala family, but he must also be close to their Yehenala family, so it must be." It's Puyi. ”
Why is this?
Because Puyi’s mother is Ronglu’s young daughter.
Ronglu’s young daughter is Cixi’s adopted daughter.
< p>After Gengzi returned to Luan, Cixi married her adopted daughter to Prince Chun, Aixinjueluo Zaifeng, and gave birth to Puyi.Bai Wenwei was doubtful.
In any case, the world was already suspicious. Understand that Lisi is either Zaifeng or Zaifeng’s child.
Puyi is young, and Zaifeng’s rise is inevitable.
Zhao Chuanxin continued, “Since she identified it as Puyi, Then it will pave the way for him, and she cannot let Yehenara cut off the bloodline inheritance. Who is he most afraid of?"
Bai Wenwei scratched his head, "Yuan Xiangcheng, and Mr. Zhao, you"
Zhang Zhidong no longer poses a threat.
Now Cixi is most worried about Yuan Datou, and it turns out that her worries are correct.
Zhao Chuanxin said, "Yikkuang has been domineering under Cixi for a long time, and maybe he is thinking about old friendship. Nothing will be done to him, but he is too powerful, so he will definitely be sent out of the capital on an errand.
Not to mention Yuan Xiangcheng. In all likelihood, Cixi would pull out all the stops and transfer Duan Qirui's new army from the sixth town out of the capital and replace it with Tieliang's first town. Even if Yuan Xiangcheng had an idea, he would be helpless.
These two are the ones she fears the most, and I am at best an uncertain factor.
The bombardment of the Forbidden City must have left a deep impression on the old man. If she couldn't kill me before blowing out the lamp and pulling out the wax, she would definitely have to find a way to appease me and keep me far away to prevent chaos in the capital at the critical moment. "
" "It's reasonable and well-founded, Bai Wenwei can't refute it." But how can we confirm that she will die in winter? If she doesn't die, everything is empty talk. "
At the same time, I felt that Zhao Chuanxin still told him this on purpose, just like he deliberately told the policeman that he was going to Tianjin Guard.
What did Zhao Chuanxin do? Heart
Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said nothing.
Zhu Erdian knew why Zhao Chuanxin went to Tianjin Wei.
Because Zhao Chuanxin said so. , Zhu Erdian died on September 18th in the Western calendar.
September 18th is just around the corner./p>
Because all the foreigners in the first-class carriage got off the train early, the news soon reached his ears.
This awesome minister who coaxed and later even threatened Yuan Datou, the Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Minister to China, immediately felt his scalp numb.
He stroked his beard and thought about the fact that the British had the largest number of troops stationed in Tianjin, as high as 1,000.
In order to protect the interests of the concession, the great powers seemed to be united in maintaining public security. They responded to each other when necessary, and there must be about 3,000 people in total.
But this cannot bring Zhu Erdian a sense of security.
Because obviously Yuan Datou's attitude towards Zhao Chuanxin has always been ambiguous.
No one can tell whether he is reliable at critical moments.
Zhu Erdian rubbed his bald head and thought about it again and again. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he thought it would be better to go to the capital.
In fact, in the capital, the great powers did not have as many troops stationed in the embassy area as Tianjin Wei.
Don’t forget that the capital is guarded by Duan Qirui’s Sixth Town. Today’s New Army is not what it used to be, and the embassy district is right next to the Forbidden City. It is expected that Zhao Chuanxin would not dare to risk the world. It's too bad not to assassinate him.
Just do it, Zhu Erdian set off immediately.
When Zhu Erdian arrived at the embassy district in the capital, he found some old friends and told them his worries.
The old friend immediately said mysteriously, "I know a person who claims that he and Zhao Chuanxin are close friends and even know Zhao Chuanxin's lover. He and Zhao Chuanxin did arms business." , because Zhao Chuanxin needs a batch of guns and ammunition. During the Russo-Japanese War, Tsarist Russia left a large number of weapons outside the customs. That is what Zhao Chuanxin needs. It may be helpful to you. "< /p>
Zhu Erdian was doubtful, but he was very worried about Zhao Chuanxin. At this time, he had to hold on to any life-saving straw.
So, I met this mysterious Bacchus, Zhao Chuanxin’s best friend, at a bar outside Dongjiaomin Lane.
This is a well-dressed young man with oily hair and pink face, who looks unsteady.
Zhu Erdian’s first impression of him was distrust.
But Bacchus’s other identity added a bit more credibility to him: Morrison’s assistant.
Morrison, the chief correspondent of The Times in Beijing, is well-known in the capital.
This identity can be verified, Zhu Erdian has to believe it.
Bacchus said proudly, "Mr. Zhu Erdian, I have a very close relationship with Zhao Chuanxin. I even recognize his lover, a tall and beautiful American woman named Rebecca Levi, who lives now." In Beijing. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Chuanxin respects me very much. He often asks me about some international issues and wants to hire me as a consultant, but I refuse because at present, I cannot give him China. It’s really shameful for someone to be a consultant. After all, he has no status in the officialdom and is not a nobleman.”
Zhu Erdian was stunned by him and asked, “Then you influence his thoughts?”< /p>
"Of course, sir. Zhao Chuanxin trusts me very much. He told meWhen he spoke, he was polite and did not dare to offend me at all. Let me tell you this, he is actually in awe of me."
Zhu Erdian was stunned, "Are you sure we are talking about the same person?"
Not even Yuan Xiangcheng dared to say that, but you actually said that Zhao Chuanxin was in awe of you
Bacchus smiled mysteriously, "Sir, this is not bragging. I have a unique temperament in me, no matter what Men or women are attracted to me. You should know that our British writer Wilde and the French poet Verlaine all spent the night with me. As for Ms. Cixi in the Forbidden City behind me, we have been friends for many years. I still miss that night when the great eunuch Li Lianying was serving beside me."
Zhu Erdian's head was buzzing.
Let me tell you whether what you said is true or not
Cixi is now over seventy years old, and you are only in your early thirties, bastard
But suddenly he I remembered the rumors from outside that Zhao Chuanxin was unable to recruit people.
In this era where three wives and four concubines were normal, how could a legendary figure not have any romance?
Beautiful women love heroes, and traitors betray loyal ministers. These things have always been talked about.
But when it comes to Zhao Chuanxin, it's all about killing and killing
In addition to stirring up trouble. There seems to be nothing else.
Could it be that
Zhu Erdian's mouth was dry and he stammered, "Ahem, if Mr. Bacchus can help me sleep with Zhao Chuanxin, I will." Give me a good reward. "
A hint of slyness flashed in Bacchus's eyes, "There is no need for remuneration. I want to switch to business recently, and I may need Mr. Minister to make it easier." "
"It's easy to talk," Zhu Erdian was relieved now. If this person opens his mouth to ask for money now, it would be suspicious.
After Bacchus left, he came to the U.S. Embassy area. Found a hotel.
Here he met Rebecca Levi.
Rebecca Levi was still graceful, plump and tall, and not out of place.
She asked earnestly, "Mr. Backus, what's going on? Is there any news about Zhao?"
Backus looked at Rebecca Levi with a squinting look, "Rebecca, don't worry, we The British Minister Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary in China, Zhu Erdian, is a good friend of mine. He promised me to help find Zhao Chuanxin. They are old acquaintances. ”
Rebecca Levi was full of expectations.
Thousands of miles away, from south to north, but in the end, not even the shadow of Zhao Chuanxin was seen.
"Thank you, Bacchus, I don't know what I would do if it weren't for you. ”
“Since you want to thank me, how about inviting me to the bar for a drink”
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