Chapter 963 Living Yama Zhao passes on the salary

Zhao Chuanxin knew that the eighth Jebtsundamba was just a big bastard on the grassland who was fishing for fame.

He doesn’t need to kill him to make a fool of himself. The better choice is to expose him and publicize his deeds.

Jebzundamba’s eyes were gloomy, his chin was slightly raised, and he had no intention of giving in.

He even looked at Zhao Chuanxin with some provocation.

It seems to be saying: I am Jebtsundamba, what can you do to me?

But Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand.

"Slap!"

Slap the living Buddha.

Jebzundamba’s head was beaten so hard that there were black and red fingerprints on his face.

The whole audience was shocked.

Zhao Chuanxin used the same hand, and then struck Jebzundamba on the same side of the face.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Jebsundamba retreated every time he was beaten.

Yanzhi said "Ouch", it turned out that he stepped on his foot.

"Stop!"

"Zhao Chuanxin, you will not die well"

There are many devout believers on the grassland.

Seeing Jebtsundamba being humiliated at this time, it was really heartbreaking.

Hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin rounded his arms and slapped him with the last mouthful.

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Jebu Zundamba was slapped so hard that he fell to the ground, showing the force.

He only felt that his head was buzzing, and there seemed to be cicadas chirping in his ears, a sharp and continuous sound.

This slap seemed to have damaged the eardrum of one of his ears.

Xingyue issued a warning: "Someone is carrying a gun."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the red dots among the dense dots on his glasses, his knees were slightly bent, and he stepped on the solid wood table He jumped up, leaned back, grabbed the beam with both hands, and swung back.

Bang bang bang

All the shots failed.

He twisted his waist and abdomen and was suspended in the air for a moment, but then he took out the Mosin-Nagant wheel, held the gun in his right hand and pulled the trigger, and pressed down on the hammer with his left hand.

Bang Bang Bang

Six bullets in a row, the rate of fire was too fast for the human retina to capture.

Six gun-wielding lamas fell to the ground, all shot in the forehead.

Zhao Chuanxin landed on the ground, and the still hot barrel of the gun was thrust into the eyes of the seventh lama holding the gun.

"Ouch"

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and whipped.

Bang!

The lama fell to the ground in a daze, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Without a strong neck, there is no way you would have been able to stand up to Zhao Chuanxin for such a short time.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and stamped it fiercely. The Mosin Nagant Wheel was stepped deeper into his eye socket.

The body of the unconscious lama twitched for a while, and then he became motionless.

His

The rest of the people retreated crazily.

This is instinctive.

But when Jebtsundamba pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Kill him!"

After he finished saying this, some devout herdsmen took out their machetes and daggers and rushed forward regardless of life or death, trying to fight Zhao Chuanxin.

The power of belief or brainwashing is quite strong.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Spring Light Sword and twisted his neck.

The head of the Shabi Yamen, Pat Madolji, his eyes were splitting: "Zhao Chuanxin, you dare to kill people in the Buddha temple? I will definitely report it to the court!"

Batmadol Ji was stunned for a moment, then turned pale.

Several red lights popped out of the hilt of the Spring Light Sword, which were light blades.

Raise your hand and pull gently.

Tsk.

The two of them were divided into two sections at the same time.

It is as easy as cutting tofu with a knife, regardless of bones or meat, there is no obstacle.

Also accompanied by a bit of burnt feather smell.

A large amount of blood gathered and splashed, and the people around were poured all over their heads and faces, like ghosts who had just crawled out of purgatory.

The whirlwind wipes the neck, the left and right clouds wipe, explores the sea and slays the dragon

The Spring Sword is really useful no matter how you use it.

Even Zhao Chuanxin's simple wrist-cutting can stir up a bloody storm.

Who makes the light blade sharp?

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty lamas and herdsmen died.

A river of blood flowed in front of the temple gate.

Yanzhi was already so frightened at the back that he could not speak and was just trembling.

Zhao Chuanxin fought his way out of the house.

None of these bitches are of high status. Those who charge into battle are mostly devout herdsmen, while more lamas go to the warehouse to get guns.

When they turned around, they could no longer see anyone who dared to take advantage of Zhao Chuanxin.

Bat Madorji, Chelin Qimit, Demuchuk Dorji, Hangda Dorji and others retreated, fearing that they would be cut in two by the red light.

These people have a cheerful voice, but their bodies are very honest.

And the group of lamas who went to get the guns had come back, and Zhao Chuanxin appeared.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly disappeared, leaving the lamas who came with fast guns at a loss.

Even if they have guns, they are just amateur shooters compared to professional soldiers.

Zhao Chuanxin appeared behind them, grasped the handle of the gun from the side, forcefully turned the muzzle of the gun over, and pointed it at the lama next to him.

Bang.

The lama next to him was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

The others trembled and looked around blankly for the enemy.

Zhao Chuanxin held down the lama's shoulders, raised his waist and abdomen with force, clamped his legs around the lama's neck behind him, and pressed down hard. The lama couldn't help but bend down and couldn't resist at all.

He used the gun to hold his body up, but Zhao Chuanxin pressed his knee against the barrel of the gun and bent down to lift it up.trigger.

Bang.

The muzzle of the gun supporting the body pierced the other man's chin diagonally.

Standing behind the bent lama, he turned 180 degrees in the air.

The light blade of the Spring Sword swept across the two of them.

The light blade was retracted, and the elf carving knife popped out and cut off the two bodies.

The movement is graceful, graceful and timeless.

In the distance, Batma Dorzi, Hangda Dorzi, Chelinzimit, Demuchuk Dorzi and others opened their mouths wide, like fish out of water and lacking oxygen.

It is said that Zhao Chuanxin is the god of war and a butcher, but today I saw him with all kinds of weapons connected seamlessly, and he was able to move smoothly during the battle, which was still incredible.

As the saying goes, your gun is my gun.

Your sword is my sword.

Your knife is my knife.

Killing people is like killing chickens!

Human life is as worthless as grass.

In the blink of an eye, those lamas who came back with quick guns were slaughtered by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding an old Mosin Nagant, and his body and face were inevitably splattered with blood.

Only one row of neat and dense teeth is white.

He bared his teeth: "I value righteousness over life and know it with a sword, and Bai Hongguan will return with revenge. Do you really think that I don't know about the turmoil between you and Tsarist Russia?"

Batmadolji said. Sophistry: "Zhao Chuanxin, you are slanderous."

Zhao Chuanxin flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Batmadolji: "Huh? What did you say?"

"I , I"

Zhao Chuanxin stared into his eyes. Batmadolzi was so distracted that he did not dare to look at him.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Which tiger did the Japanese-Russian joint tiger hunting team hunt? If they failed to hunt the tiger, they hid in the grassland, and which temple did they hide in?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him.

Bang!

Batmadolzi was slapped away.

It’s so good for such an old age, so I fell asleep.

He came to Demuchukdorzi: "Do you have anything to say?"

"I, I, I have nothing to say."

"What about you?" Zhao Chuanxin asked Che Linqimi again.

"I have nothing to say."

"What about you? Do you want to punish me?" Zhao Chuanxin asked Hangda Dorji.

Handa Dorji swallowed his saliva: "No"

Jebzundamba staggered out of the house and gasped when he saw the remains of severed limbs all over the yard. A breath of cool air.

He was finally afraid.

But Yanzhi hid in the house and acted like a coward.

Zhao Chuanxin did not intend to let him go, pointing towards the room: "You, come out!"

Yanzhi was extremely frightened, but his body refused to obey his orders, and his legs Come out fighting.

"Who are you?" Zhao Chuanxin asked.

“I am Yanzhi, Cullen Minister of Affairs. Manchu Kulun Minister of Affairs. "

"Yanzhi, let me ask you, are there any bandits in the grassland? ”

“Yes! "

"Am I suppressing bandits? "

"Yes, exactly! ”

“Is the Eighth Jebtsundamba harboring horse bandits? Collusion with the Russians? ”

“Ah this”

Don’t look at Yanzhi threatening Jebtsundamba and saying that he would report to the Mingli Domain.

In fact, in the original history In the trajectory, he did not report it to the court in the end.

But he did borrow a quick gun from Jebzundamba to deal with Taoketao who robbed Han merchants in the Zhuoer Bansai and Sangbeizi areas. This is nonsense.

This shows that he knows everything.

Seeing him hesitate, Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes: "I will give you another chance, Zhebu Zun. Is Danba harboring horse bandits and colluding with the Russians? "

"Yes, he colluded with the Russians to harbor horse bandits. "Yanzhi gritted his teeth and felt that a hero would not suffer the immediate loss.

After all, life is important, and we will talk about the future later.

Zhebzundamba was furious, pointed at Yanzhi and shouted: "You can think about it before you talk! ”

“Yes, you can think about it later.” "Zhao Chuanxin also said calmly.

Yanzhi stomped his feet as they fought with each other: "Lord Buddha, do you really think I don't know about the good things you have done? "

Zhebzundamba felt powerless in his heart, and Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "You know the best. Now go get a pen and paper, explain everything in detail, sign and stamp, and press Your official seal will be reported to the Mingli Domain Court and the imperial court at the same time. Give me the charge. Remember, explain everything clearly, no matter how small or small. If the information I confirmed from others is different, I will fucking chop you into pieces! ”

Yanzhi trembled.

He was really afraid of Zhao Chuanxin, and he really believed that Zhao Chuanxin could chop him.

This man kills without batting an eyelid.

These dozens of people just killed him and even slapped Jebzundamba.

“They must be brave as hell. must! "Yanzhi agreed wholeheartedly, how could he dare to refute?

Zhao Chuanxin said to the others: "If you each write one, you are entitled to a gold medal to avoid death. This is also called a certificate of investment. "

Everyone looked at Jebtsundamba as if he were mourning his heir.

"I wonder who dares? "No one else dared to refute the killing god in front of them, but Jebtsundamba did.

Zhao Chuanxin only took one step, about ten meters at a time, and arrived in front of Jebtsundamba: "You Do you think I dare not kill you? "

Jebu Zundamba pursed his lips and said nothing: ""

Zhao Chuanxian took out the gold-inlaid Damask dagger from Toledo, Spain, and placed it on Jeb Zundamba A slight scratch was made on his face.

The sharp blade of the Uzi steel sword easily opened up the skin on Jebzundamba's face.

Even so, he did not even dare to hide. .

Perhaps he understands that there is no way to hide.past.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and said: "Look carefully, you can't hide the look in my eyes that wants a knife. You are not dead because the people in the grassland need to recognize the Buddha they admire. , what kind of virtue is it?"

After Outer Mongolia became independent, Jebtsundamba had an unshirkable responsibility.

The Qing Dynasty stretched its hips, but those "prairie heroes" promoted by later generations were not good things either.

Zhao Chuanxin had no favorable impressions of Tibetan Buddhism and the Yellow Sect on the grasslands.

This group of people appear to be sanctimonious, but in fact they are cruel and scum.

People say that Zhao Chuanxin is cruel and murderous, but Zhao Chuanxin feels that he is not as good as these monks who make human skin drums and leg bone mallets.

This made Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but look at Jebzundamba's Tianling Cap: "Haha, keep your head for me. In the future, I will also use it to make a set of Gabala and play with it. . Life, I want you to be afraid of me. Even if you die, you will be manipulated by me!"

I'll kill you!

Jebu Zundamba was really scared.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out a chair and Dama Jindao sat in the temple waiting for them to write down the charges against Jebtsundamba.

Under his power, no one dared to resist.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the black puppet craftsman and put it into the room. After each person finished writing, he asked Xingyue to write two copies in print.

From these complaints, Zhao Chuanxin learned many secrets.

He saw a name Boyan Tiemulin Haishan.

He saw the names of many princes, such as Sanyin Noyan Khan Namunasulun.

I saw the Russian name Kosovitz.

I saw Jebzundamba accepting gifts from the Russians. Good guy, in addition to guns, there are gold, silver and jewelry, and all kinds of Western objects.

This is a lama who loves money, sex and violence.

Especially after it stated that there was a male sex act, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but raise his hand and slap Zhebzundamba: "Fuck you, you are like a dog."

Everyone was horrified to see it.

Zhebzundamba glared at Zhao Chuanxin, but was helpless and curious as to why Zhao Chuanxin hit him.

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Ah tui! The Buddha is still fucking alive, have you ever heard of the Buddha who scalded men?"

Zhebu Zundampa's face was blue Red for a while.

In addition, Jebzundamba secretly encouraged believers to oppose the New Deal.

One thing caught Zhao Chuanxin’s attention.

In Batmadolzi’s description, there are many herdsmen who fled the flag.

People in later generations did not quite understand why the bannermen rebelled against the Qing Dynasty. They thought that all the bannermen were pampered and therefore committed great crimes.

But this is not the case.

The Qing government’s requirements for the bannermen were essentially both.

The core of the Eight Banners system is to make a hole.

The Eight Banners cannot farm, do business, or do all the work done by the Han peoplecooperation to avoid the civilianization of military households that was common in history, leading to the loss of combat power.

This kind of thinking is the same as the inheritance system of military households in the Ming Dynasty.

So the result can be imagined.

For the children of the Eight Banners, the only way to survive is to fight on the battlefield. When not fighting, he would work as a errand when he had a job. When he didn't have a job, he would practice martial arts and wait for the war.

But there is no position, no salary, a poor scholar and a rich martial artist, how can you practice martial arts without money?

So there are some bannermen who do nothing but sit idle every day.

Why carry a bird in a cage?

Bao, whatever you do is a crime, then this is legal and compliant.

In the early Qing Dynasty, the income of banner people was based on the establishment. Men with establishments had income, and widows also received alimony.

Originally in the early Qing Dynasty, positions and salaries were determined based on three men. However, with the current development, I am afraid that even 30 men cannot be stopped. What will happen to the remaining men? no way.

This is a typical Malthusian trap that cannot be overcome or bypassed.

Just like the people in the capital, when swearing, they will not attack the direct descendants, but will say: I will blanch your uncle.

The uncle is my uncle, my father’s brother.

In the family, when the grandfather retires, the establishment will be passed on to the uncle, and the rest will not be established. The entire family depends on the uncle, who is the backbone of the family.

So scolding this is more powerful.

For reclamation, the Qing government initially allowed the local princes of the grasslands to reclaim the grasslands themselves.

In fact, the clearing of land by the Qing court and the clearing of land by princes and nobles caused the same harm to the herdsmen.

The current opposition to the New Deal is just because the Qing court took away the money, and the princes and nobles began to share the same hatred with the herdsmen.

Without the pasture, herdsmen began to leave their settlements.

According to the laws of the Qing court, if a bannerman leaves his station, it is considered as fleeing the flag, which is a violation of the law.

Jebsundampa sometimes asked Patmadolji to handle these matters. If there were too many people deserting the flag, it would also affect the charity interests of Shabi Yamen and Jebtsundamba, so he The methods used to deal with such flag evaders are very cruel.

No one in Lubin Mansion is fleeing the flag now, because everyone can have enough to eat, so he has never paid attention to this matter.

He turned his brain and thought about many countermeasures.

Resistance and oppression are not the best solutions. Instead, guidance can speed up integration.

Remove the banner people’s idea of ​​being superior to others and abolish their various rights, but we must also let them have enough to eat and let them understand that they are just the most ordinary members of the people outside the customs. Don’t be poor all day long. No matter what, this is the best way to solve the problem.

When everyone finished writing, the black puppet craftsman also finished copying.

Zhao Chuanxin handed the charges to these people: "Take it back and stamp it and sign it. I will wait here and remember to hand in the homework."

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this. .

Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Chuanxin said again: "The British minister Zhu Erdian, I let him die in the middle of the night, the king of hellHe was also left less than five o'clock. You decide for yourself whether you can escape. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the fluke that had just arisen disappeared.

One after another, people came back to hand in their homework.

Zhao Chuan’s salary was calculated. After all, there is still a chariot left.

Zhao Chuanxin put on his Chaos Armor in front of everyone, unfolded the inner and outer wings on his back, and took off into the air.

Now. A temporary copper eye was installed on the top of the temple.

He hovered over Kulun for a long time, and Xingyue spotted the figure of Che Linqimi who was trying to escape.

Zhao Chuanxin swooped down. /p>

Che Linqimi looked back while galloping, fearing that the living Yama would catch up.

At this moment, he felt the wind above his head, as if something was roaring towards him. /p>

Looking up in confusion, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but feel like a hawk catching a chicken.

He stepped on it. Che Linzimit stepped on his face into the snow: "Run? Can you run? ”

Che Linqi Mi’s heart was filled with despair.

It’s over, it’s over.

Zhao Chuanxin gathered his inner and outer wings, came out of the Chaos Armor, and sent Che Lin Qi Mi out. Te kicked and turned over.

Then he took a step back, aimed at Che Linzimit's knee, and stomped it!

Click! >"Ouch"

Zhao Chuanxin lit his cigar: "Run, keep running? "

Che Linqimi shouted: "I won't run anymore, I won't run anymore"

Zhao Chuanxin went over and led the confused horse back: "Get on the horse yourself, how can you run? go back. ”

One of Che Linzimit’s knees was broken, and it hurt to the bone.

He got on the horse with great difficulty, sweating profusely from the pain.

Then he rode back, but if there was a bump, it would be worse than death.

Zhao Chuanxin watched from the spot and waited for Che Linqimi to go away, then he teleported back to the temple.

Everyone was shocked when they saw that he had just opened his wings and "flyed" away, and now he suddenly came back, and their relaxed hearts became tense again.

Demuchuk Dorzi carefully inquired: "Che. Where is Linzimit? "

" He originally wanted to escape, but was influenced by Zhao's concern for the country and the people. He is on his way back and will arrive later. "

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Then, Che Linzimit arrived.

It was just a broken leg

Everyone's scalp was numb.

p>

It’s really impossible to escape this person’s eyes.

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