mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1071 A creative way to deal with Zhao Chuanxin
The water in the bay of Tokyo's Minato Ward has been slick with oil recently.

That's because there is a legend in Japan that if there are strong winds and waves at sea, just pouring some oil on the route will calm the sea.

Japan has been hit by severe floods recently. Devotees with better financial conditions at home would pour some oil into the river to pray for blessings, and the oil would flow down the river into the bay.

Taikichi Miyashita has changed his address and he currently lives in Minato Ward.

He connected the ten-tatami-sized guest room and the seven-tatami-sized entrance hall, turning it into a spacious living room.

The unit used by Japanese people to calculate the area of ​​a room at that time was "tatami".

That is tatami.

Let's assume one tatami is 1.5 square meters, and 17 tatami mats are about 25 square meters.

Taiji Miyashita likes to have a group of people kneel here to discuss things.

"Isoya, what information have you found out? What is the movement of the fake anti-Zhao Society? Will Aoki Nobuzumi come back?"

Since the day the Emperor was bombed, Taikichi Miyashita began to become suspicious of Rensuke Isogai.

After returning, the three men interrogated him.

Liansuke Isogai participated in the whole process. When he saw the emperor's carriage was blown up and overturned several times, even if he escaped and called the police, he would probably not be able to clear himself of suspicion.

Simply break the jar and throw it away.

He handed a piece of paper to Miyashita Taikichi: "Aoki Nobuzumi was a strategist. When he was around, the anti-Zhao Society prospered. After he left, the anti-Zhao Society went from bad to worse, and the talents dwindled. There are only some insignificant gossips, which I got through old connections."

Miyashita Taiji looked around.

There is not much news on paper.

It was stated that Aoki Nobuzumi left in order to find other ways to deal with Zhao Chuanxin.

There are also some secrets happening in South Korea and Yanbian region.

The rainy season has recently arrived and Japan has suffered severe floods. Wang Daxie, the Qing Dynasty's minister to Japan, wrote to the Qing court requesting a total of 10 yuan in funding to Japan for condolences and disaster relief.

In addition, several places in Japan were bombed just because the suspect was Zhao Chuanxin, who was Chinese, so many Japanese were against Chinese students in Japan.

While Wang Daxie was trying to appease the Chinese students in Japan, he also secretly reported the movements of these students to the Japanese authorities and the Qing court.

Because there were many members of the Tongmenghui among the students.

Miyashita Taiji curled his lips and said, "This Wang Daxie is really a good dog."

Isogai Lianjie frowned: "It's a bit inappropriate to say that."

Miyashita Taiji asked coldly, "What's wrong?"

"After all, he contributed to the disaster relief efforts for our Great Japanese Empire."

"Haha. I read in the newspaper that there is famine everywhere in China, and there are many cases of food and rice being robbed in many places. Some people can't survive and are rebelling. But he is here worrying about us Japanese. If he is not a good dog, what is he?"

Rensuke Isogai cursed him in his heart, but politely explained, "This is just a political consideration."

"Ridiculous." Miyashita Taiji crumpled the paper into a ball. "Political considerations? They let their own people starve, but they still squeezed out 100,000 yuan to provide us with disaster relief. Will this allow Meiji to occupy less land in China? Still have to rely on Zhao Chuanxin to take back the lost land with an iron fist? The country was harmed by the ambitions of Meiji and others! It's a pity that he was not killed by the bomb!"

"This……"

Miyashita Taiji changed the subject: "Since you are Aoki Nobuzumi's son-in-law, do you know what he is doing now?"

"I'm not his son-in-law." Isogai Lianjie argued, "I just have a crush on his daughter, but we haven't gotten to the point of getting married. Aoki Nobuzumi is a very untraceable person, and I don't know where he went, but rumors say he went overseas."

Taiji Miyashita curled his lips and snorted contemptuously.

……

Zhao Chuanxin likes the sea in this season, especially Dongsha Island.

The sea water around the island is less than one meter deep, making it most suitable for land reclamation.

The weather is sunny and there is little rain.

Zhao Chuanxin used a mud trowel and gloves to extend 5 meters on the island and fill 8 meters deep of rock foundation under the sea until it emerged from the water.

He wants to build a house with a living area of ​​only 80 square meters.

One year on Earth lasts at least ten years in the Code of the Old Gods.

In the past ten years, the alien construction maniac Fearless Pioneer has built countless underground passages.

The mud trowel gloves can be upgraded through usage, and now they can be upgraded very quickly.

It took Zhao Chuanxin only half a day to build such a large rock base.

The base is not only above the sea level, but also above the island ground.

He sat next to the pedestal and painted from a book.

Gulizar was wearing a long skirt and sitting behind him, her two white legs hanging around him, and her hands around his neck.

"If you do this, the lines will look stiff when I draw."

Gulizar swung her legs and leaned over to take a look. "Didn't you say that you could draw rich textured lines and a sense of pauses with just a fountain pen? Why can't you do that when I'm just hugging you?"

Zhao Chuanxin kept writing: "Normally, to draw this kind of professional architectural design drawings, you need to use a combination of sketch pens, needle pens, gel pens and signature pens. Gel pens cover the pencil drafts, needle pens outline the contours and draw shadows, and fountain pens draw lines with rich texture effects. But these pens are not available now. The current industrial technology level cannot produce them."

"It can't be made. How do you know there is such a pen?"

"I know a hundred years ahead and a hundred years behind. I calculated it."

"How do you calculate it?"

"Don't stick your teeth with me!"

"Hehe...what are you talking about?"

"Don't stick your teeth."

Zhao Chuanxin took the paper and pen and said, "Forget it, I won't draw anymore. I haven't figured out how to poop and pee anyway."

"Just pee in the sea and feed the fish."

"Eh?" Zhao Chuanxin pretended to retch: "You're so disgusting. I still have to dive for seaweed."

"Wouldn't it be better to fertilize the seaweed?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch: "Okay, we should go back."

"When will I, Anang, arrive?"

Gulizar studied in Hong Kong Island and although she made new friends, she had no relatives.

She was alone and when she went to see the doctor and found out she was pregnant, she panicked.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin returned to Sakhalin during that time, received the news from Li Guangzong, and rushed over as soon as possible.

He notified the people flying in the sky and asked them to send Gulizar's mother to Hong Kong Island.

However, after arriving in Hong Kong Island, Gulizar pestered him and wouldn't let him leave.

When Zhao Chuanxin first arrived, he didn't plan to have children. But now, with the baby in his belly already having three babies, he is pregnant.

He warned himself: Don't let Rebecca Levy get pregnant.

Otherwise you can just play mahjong.

He took Gulizar with him and rode on the third-generation dragon back to Hong Kong Island.

As soon as I got ashore, I heard Xingyue say in my ear: "There is something I think I'd better tell you."

"what's up?"

Gulizar asked curiously, "Are you talking to me?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head.

Xingyue said: "I saw a piece of news through the bronze eye on Miyashita Taiji's neck - the Qing government is preparing to donate money to Japan for disaster relief."

"Rich?"

"One hundred thousand."

"Boiled!"

At this time, Gulizar pointed at the Lotus Tower and said, "Let's go to the Lotus Tower for dinner. You can treat us. My classmates said the snacks here are delicious. I passed by several times but never came in."

Zhao Chuanxin touched her pigtails and pulled her hand as he walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the door, the shopkeeper widened his eyes when he saw Zhao Chuanxin: "Zhao, Zhao, Mr. Zhao..."

He hurried forward to greet the customers, knocking over two chairs on the way, which attracted the attention of the customers, including some foreigners.

There is no way, Zhao Chuanxin killed people here and the blood flowed like a river.

Night owls come into the house and come for everything.

After Zhao Chuanxin killed people, Lianhualou could hardly continue to operate.

Li Guangzong knew how to behave himself and never took advantage of his power or did anything evil.

He brought dignitaries to the Lotus Building every day to show his support, and actually managed to grow the business.

No one said this was a haunted house anymore.

No matter what, the shopkeeper dared not neglect it.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Boss, please arrange a table for us by the window."

"Mr. Zhao, please follow me."

Not only the shopkeeper, but also the waiters nodded and bowed.

Although the Lotus House is quite famous and the food is delicious, the owner and the waiters are not very attentive.

Of course, those were all bad habits that Li Guangzong had "spoiled" them into, making them act rashly and their eyes were on their foreheads.

The more this is the case, the more impressive the Lotus Tower is. "Who is this person?"

"Yankee!"

"Then you still need to tell me?"

The taste of corn grits is so obvious.

The foreigners were also whispering and asking questions.

At this time, a foreigner at the table next to him stood up and said, "Hello, are you Ethan Zhao?"

Zhao Chuanxin said in a cold tone: "What's your business?"

Unexpectedly, the man just smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, my name is John Watson. I am almost certain it is you. What a coincidence! I was just about to visit you at Xuantian Sect, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Lotus Tower is indeed a must-visit for celebrities in Hong Kong Island."

Zhao Chuanxin pushed John Watson aside, not to mention shaking hands with him.

He took Gulizar by the hand and walked to the window seat and sat down.

The shopkeeper's menu on the ground: "Mr. Zhao, please take a look at what you want to eat. This table of wine and food is mine."

Zhao Chuanxin slammed the table and said, "You look down on me? Keep these two dimes and use the rest as a tip. Bring me anything delicious. If you can't finish it, I'll pack it up and take it away."

Gulizar covered her mouth: "So expensive?"

The shopkeeper smiled silently.

Two cents? Still got some? In the Lotus Building? Still so expensive?

You two, please stop joking.

A table of people nearby sneered, "You idiot, you have never seen the world."

The shopkeeper was startled.

If a person does not recognize Zhao Chuanxin, it will be in vain even if he dies a thousand times.

Wouldn't this kill people? Wouldn't this involve bloodshed?
Zhao Chuanxin, who was not familiar with the matter, just spat and cursed in Cantonese: "Ah... tui! You are a piece of rice noodle and egg scattered, you loser, be careful or I will kill you!"

The other party fought back in Cantonese, and Zhao Chuanxin cursed back.

The two sides exchanged trash talk.

The shopkeeper was stunned.

Unexpectedly, the foreigner came over with his companion and sat down opposite Zhao Chuanxin.

"You bastard? Who asked you to come here?" Zhao Chuanxin was displeased.

John Watson didn't understand, but he roughly understood that Zhao Chuanxin didn't say anything good.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, let me introduce you to Alfred Adler, a psychologist from Austria. We are funded by a mysterious Asian man who thinks we should talk to you."

When Zhao Chuanxin heard about the "mysterious Asian", he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Who? What are you talking about?"

Alfred Adler said: "Talk about body and mind."

"The body is undoubtedly beautiful." Zhao Chuanxin looked at Gulizar's belly, which had not yet bulged. "But I have decided not to provoke her again in this life, haha. As for the soul, I think the thickness of the soul is the key."

"What?" Alfred Adler was confused.

What are you talking about? Do you think I want to discuss women and breasts with you?

John Watson coughed and said, "Mr. Zhao, the mysterious Asian man, believes that psychology is crucial to the future of society, so he is willing to pay for us to travel across the ocean to conduct an investigation. Of course, the point is to talk to you. As for his name, he does good things without leaving a name, so we don't know it. He asked us to call him Mr. Qing."

At this time, the waiter brought the pastries. Gulizar reached out to grab them, but was stopped by Zhao Chuanxin.

He tasted it first, and only let her eat it after her body showed no reaction.

"Mr. Qing? Could it be Aoki Nobuzumi? That bastard is slippery than a fish. I'll skin him sooner or later."

"Um, I don't know about that."

Zhao Chuanxin crossed his legs, lit a cigarette and asked, "Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

John Watson asked: "Mr. Zhao, do you know psychology?"

Zhao Chuanxin blew out a smoke ring: "I understand it very well. Psychology is, if you can fight, don't talk too much. If you can't win, then you say a few more words to bluff."

"That... well, you're right." John Watson said helplessly, "Just like the Lotus Restaurant, people flock to it. But in fact, this restaurant is crowded and noisy. The food may be okay, but it's not popular enough to attract customers. One of the reasons why the Lotus Restaurant is popular is that the food is expensive and the service staff are indifferent. When people are not familiar with a product or service, they may apply the formula 'expensive equals good, indifference equals noble'."

Alfred Adler nodded: "Besides that, there is also herd mentality, which is a kind of group psychological suggestion."

The food has been served at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the chopsticks and ate everything in a flash: "Well, not bad, not bad, very good."

John Watson was delighted when he heard this: "Mr. Zhao, it seems that you agree with us too?"

Zhao Chuanxin picked up some food for Gulizar: "It's delicious. You should try it too. It's really good."

John Watson: "..."

I've said so much about love, but it just fell on deaf ears.

Alfred Adler interrupted: "Mr. Zhao, we went to the Internet Cinema to watch the three films you shot. I would like to call them works of art in movies. They are really amazing."

When he mentioned the movie, Gulizar suddenly pulled Zhao Chuanxin's arm and said, "Brother Xin, I want to see a story about love between a man and a woman. Can you make a movie about it for me?"

"Don't even mention Brother Xin, even Uncle Xin doesn't have time." Zhao Chuanxin immediately refused.

"What about Grandpa Xin?"

"It's not okay to believe in ancestors either."

John Watson and Alfred Adler looked at each other.

The two of them then talked less and watched and listened more.

Observation is also an important process in studying psychology.

After Zhao Chuanxin and his companion had eaten and drunk their fill, they went out.

The shopkeeper and his clerk saw him off respectfully and, against their will, invited him to come again.

After going out, Zhao Chuanxin took Gulizar to buy longan.

While Gulizar was picking and bargaining, Zhao Chuanxin turned around and went to greet John Watson and the other man who had followed him out.

"Tell me, what do the people who funded you want to do?"

"This……"

Zhao Chuanxin showed murderous intent on his face: "If you dare to lie, I will kill you two right now."

John Watson immediately backed off: "I said. He thinks you have mental problems and wants us to study and cure you. In particular, he wants Alfred to hypnotize you so that you will stop killing in the future."

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

I blanch...

He asked sinisterly, "I know you two are now well-known in the psychology community. Tell me, in your eyes, who is that sponsor?"

John Watson quickly said, "That's right. Most people have patterned automatic behaviors, which occur very frequently in daily life, so I..."

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient: "Speak human language."

"Um... well, I don't think he is a kind person. I think he is a strategist, the kind with deep scheming. I know he may have bad intentions, but what I can be sure of is that I have no ill will towards Mr. Zhao, so I came here across the ocean."

Alfred Adler also nodded: "I have no ill intentions, Mr. Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. I think that everything we do is to gain a sense of security and a stable position. Mr. Zhao kills for these two reasons. Why not use a more gentle way to obtain these?"

John Watson quickly replied, "Mr. Zhao, as I said, people have patterned automatic behaviors. Just like you waited for your young wife to buy fruit before coming back to threaten the two of us. You must be worried that she would be scared after hearing it, so you instinctively want to protect her. From this point of view, you are not the kind of evil person who lacks guilt and sense of sin as the outside world says. You are also kind in your heart..."

He talked a lot, but what he wanted to say was: You are not born a bad person.

Perhaps the concept of antisocial personality had not yet appeared at this time.

Otherwise John Watson would say: You are not a sociopath, you are not a superhero…

After listening to the two people's words, Zhao Chuanxin was basically certain that the "mysterious Asian" was Aoki Nobuzumi.

Nobuzumi Aoki spared no effort and had a very creative mind to help Japan eliminate the threat of Zhao Chuanxin.

Although he had never heard of John Watson, he knew Alfred Adler because he had read his book "Inferiority and Superiority".

But the current Old Zhao would still push away two psychologists, let alone Einstein, even if he stood in front of him: a good dog does not block the road.

"It's very hot. If you have nothing to do, go cool off over there. Don't follow me."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and left.

John Watson whispered to Alfred: "Based on my observation, I concluded that he would not hurt us. He is not as cruel and cold-blooded as the rumors say."

The two smiled at each other and followed him.

Alfred Adler said, "Mr. Zhao, we have something to tell you."

Zhao Chuanxin said nothing and went to the longan stall to pay.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin ignored them, John Watson said to himself, "If the mysterious sponsor is Mr. Zhao's enemy, based on my observation at the time, he should have a backup plan."

Zhao Chuanxin finally turned around and said, "If these two are still players of the same level, then Aoki Nobujun can take a break."

Alfred Adler thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps he will send assassins."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "I am a killer. Apart from me, the rest of the people in this world are third-rate killers."

"..."

It makes so much sense that it's hard to refute.

John Watson suddenly said: "If the mysterious sponsor is a master of strategy, he will definitely deal with you in a way you never expected."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

(End of this chapter)