mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1121-Baptism
According to the intelligence collected by Li Guangzong, Bai Lang is currently in Anhui, probably active in the Liu'an area.

Zhao Chuanxin collected the teleportation array at his home in Hong Kong Island and reached Shanghai in an hour, going upstream along the Yangtze River.

Another hour later, Zhao Chuanxin arrived at Chizhou and turned north.

The fourth-generation dragon can theoretically reach a ground speed of 1800 km/h, but that is limited to the endless desert and ocean.

If the firepower was fully opened on the surface of the Yangtze River, even if the river was wide, Zhao Chuanxin could not guarantee that there would be no car accident. In the blink of an eye, the fourth generation of Youlong might rush out four or five hundred meters.

If your eyes itch, just rubbing them for a few moments can lead to tragedy.

Zhao Chuanxin wandered around everywhere, stopping from time to time, riding his electric scooter to find people to inquire about the situation, which was extremely time-consuming.

……

Yao Jia received a report on Lubinfu Bank compiled by the Economics Department of Lugang University.

At first he didn't take it seriously, but later he found it when he was flipping through official documents. After reading it, his brows furrowed.

The report claimed that since the change of dynasty, Lubinfu Bank has had many more high-net-worth depositors.

What does that mean?

Yao Jia asked the relevant personnel.

Only then did I understand that high net worth savers are the big depositors.

Ordinarily this is a good thing.

But Lubinfu Bank is positioned as a public bank.

Since the Railway Protection Movement, the Qing government and the foreign powers bullied the people. The common people and gentry ran on their banks and transferred their silver to the Lubinfu Bank, allowing the Lubinfu Bank to make a huge profit.

These depositors can be understood as small savers and the middle class.

The amount of money they had varied, but overall it wasn't a huge amount.

But since the fall of the Qing Dynasty until today, some real big families have gradually emerged.

Needless to say, Yao Jia also knew who these big players were.

Why does everyone hold on to their guns so tightly?

They are all super strong and born to love fighting?

Just because money is a by-product of power.

Why were these people willing to deposit their money in the banks of Lubin Prefecture and Lugang Town?

Because of the previous bank runs by common people and gentry, many small foreign banks went bankrupt.

The newly emerging big households know how to make money, but they don’t understand economics.

They just saw: Wow, foreigners are also fucking unreliable.

Zhao Chuanxin is still reliable.

Although both sides are potential threats to each other.

But they are reasonable. Even if they are mortal enemies, they will not touch your assets.

The insurance purchased on the Titanic actually only covered lives.

The benefits of Zhao Chuanxin's self-restraint in recent years have become apparent.

Very high credit.

There are many depositors, especially high-net-worth depositors, which is a good thing.

However, once a run on the banks occurs like the one during the Railway Protection Movement, with a wave of large investors eager to get out, the consequences will be disastrous.

As Yao Jia read on, sweat began to form on his forehead. He hurriedly called Liu Baogui and asked him to find the student who had mailed the report to him.

It didn't take long for Liu Baogui to find someone for him.

During the call, Yao Jia asked the student, "You said that having too many high-net-worth depositors is not a good thing. How can this problem be solved?"

The students said: "First, to attract more mass depositors. Second, to reduce the interest rate to discourage high-net-worth depositors and make them withdraw part of their deposits in advance."

Yao Jia was dissatisfied: "Although I admire you, you speak better than you sing. The first method is what all banks want, but opportunities don't come often. The second method, isn't that just pushing the money out?"

"..." The student smiled awkwardly, "General Manager Yao, don't worry, really don't worry. Third, the war in the south has caused a temporary downturn in Internet companies. We can take advantage of this opportunity to launch some luxury products in Internet companies to consume the money of these high-net-worth depositors and balance the bank deposits in Lubin Prefecture and Lugang Town."

Yao Jia's eyes lit up: "What do you mean? What should we do?"

The student scratched his head and said, "I don't know. General Manager Yao needs to ask the students in the Marketing Department of our university."

Among the people under Zhao Chuanxin who control the economic lifeline, there is no short-sighted or stingy one.

This is just a research activity of the Economics Department of Lugang University, but it has revealed many problems of the bank.

Yao Jia immediately said, "In any case, I will credit you for your contribution. I will transfer the consulting fee and make room for you in Lubin Mansion in advance. You are always welcome to join us."

The student was ecstatic: "Thank you, Director Yao..."

"Oh, why are you thanking me? I have plenty of opportunities to work like a slave."

"..."

……

After all, Bai Lang made quite a noise, and when Zhao Chuanxin found them, it was already dark.

Four generations of dragons are flying in the sky, and rainbow particles are swinging their colorful tails in the night.

A group of people looked up: "Look, what is that?"

"Oh, could it be a monster?"

In order to allow Xingyue to detect the number of people below, Zhao Chuanxin asked the fourth-generation Youlong to fly very low.

Xingyue told him: "There are forty battalions, each with five hundred men. I estimate that Bai Lang has twenty thousand men."

Sure enough, just as Zhao Chuanxin expected, Bai Lang was at his peak at this time.

The news of a UFO in the sky alarmed Bai Lang.

Bai Lang looked up at the sky, gripping his rifle tightly. He really wanted to shoot into the sky, but he didn't know what that thing was. He was worried about angering the UFO. What if it was a ghost, god, or something like that? He would be in trouble.

People at that time believed in supernatural powers without a doubt.

At this time, the colorful tail flame gradually disappeared, and a black shadow fell from the sky.

Old Man Song's lips trembled: "Marshal, what should we do?"

Bai Xiazi's hands and feet were shaking: "Marshal, why don't we run?"

Bai Lang didn't say anything. The black shadow fell directly in front of Bai Lang, and Bai Lang's palms were full of sweat.

Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a person in front of them.

Maybe it's a person, anyway he is in human form.

This person was actually wearing a suit.

"You..." Bai Lang's voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth.

Obviously, he was extremely nervous.

Even though he was extremely brave and used to fighting, the way the man in front of him appeared was beyond common sense.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette and lit it, then asked calmly, "Are you Bai Lang?"

Bai Lang had a moustache, one of his lower teeth was missing, and his face was covered with pockmarks.

Seeing the person who dropped from the sky actually lighting a cigarette, Bai Lang's nervousness disappeared.

Gods and ghosts shouldn’t smoke, right?
Zhao Chuanxin added: "I am Zhao Chuanxin."

Now there's another kind of tension.

Zhao Chuanxin's voice was not loud, and only Bai Lang and the people around him could hear it. People in the distance did not understand what he meant.

A hint of excitement flashed across Bai Lang's face: "Governor Zhao, nice to meet you, Governor Zhao."

He bowed to Zhao Chuanxin.

In a way, Zhao Chuanxin is his idol and the person he wants to surpass.

Zhao Chuanxin said without further ado: "Yuan Weiting hates you to the core. He has dismissed Zhang Zhenfang and sent Duan Qirui, the most capable fighter at the moment, to deal with you. Wang Zhanyuan and Wang Ruxian have two divisions, Xu Zhanfeng and Tang Tianxi have two brigades, and tens of thousands of people will chase and intercept you. There are fleets on the rivers and planes in the sky."

After hearing this, Bai Lang and his direct descendants felt their scalps tingling.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "Besides those who hate you, there are also those who care about you. Huang Xing and the others begged me to save you. But I don't think you need me to save you."

Bai Lang was silent.

Song Lao Nian bowed and said, "General Zhao, our Marshal..."

Bai Lang kicked him in the calf without leaving any trace.

What it means is: Don't call yourself a marshal in front of Zhao Chuanxin, it's embarrassing.

But Mr. Song didn't understand and said, "Ahem, we have been invincible all the way. In my opinion, the Beiyang Army is nothing special."

Zhao Chuanxin did not comment: "I can't say for sure what the details are."

He roughly knew there was a person named Bai Lang, but he couldn't remember the details.

In any case, Bai Lang definitely failed in the end.

Otherwise, Yuan Weiting would not have been able to ascend the throne and become emperor.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, took out a copper eye pendant and handed it to Bai Lang: "If one day you are desperate, you can take this out and talk to it, and I will receive the message."

Others were jealous.

It is said that Zhao Chuanxin is not only good at fortune-telling, but also proficient in the magic of immortals. Now it turns out to be true.

Could this be the legendary magic weapon?
Bai Lang solemnly put away the bronze eye.

Then he bowed to the east and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang."

He then bowed to Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Thank you, Commander Zhao. However, Commander Zhao really shouldn't have come here at this time. There are so many people here, and the news might have been leaked."

What he was worried about was naturally that Yuan Weiting would find out that Zhao Chuanxin had been there.

Although Yuan Weiting could not mobilize the great god in front of him, after all, in name, Lubin Prefecture and Lugang Town were both part of the country.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out: "Everything Zhao says and does should be shown to others. If anyone disobeys, just come and attack me."

What does it mean to be domineering.

That's it.

Bai Lang felt that he was inferior to the other person.

There is a gap, there is still a gap!
There is a term in Chinese folk art called - show your brand.

It means making your real name public.

Zhao Chuanxin dares to do it, but Bai Lang doesn't.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at Bai Lang again and said, "I'm leaving now. May you all be content."

After saying that, he bent his knees slightly, and soared into the sky like a cannonball, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was shocked.

"Is this Governor Zhao a man or a god?"

"Blind man, you are not really blind, can't you see for yourself?"

Bai Lang smiled bitterly: "It's a good thing that I compare myself to Zhao the Tan Gong..." In Liu'an, the foreigners' houses were empty, so Zhao Chuanxin just found one and moved in.

It’s no wonder they ran away. Bai Lang really didn’t tolerate foreigners. His behavior was quite similar to that of the Boxers back then. They burned down churches and looted everything.

I heard that a foreign doctor was shot dead by his soldier because he refused to treat his soldiers.

The embassies of various countries are trying their best to put pressure on Yuan Weiting to punish the murderer, Bai Lang.

So Yuan Weiting became more and more anxious.

If Duan Qirui still fails, Zhao Chuanxin believes that Yuan Weiting will resort to war and perhaps send a large army to encircle and suppress Bai Lang.

Before dawn the next day, Zhao Chuanxin got up and rode on the fourth-generation dragon to fly diagonally to the southeast.

In less than an hour, we arrived at the border of Hangzhou.

At this time, the sky was bright.

Just when Zhao Chuanxin was about to land and eat some steamed buns, Xingyue suddenly said, "Hey, look at your one o'clock direction."

Zhao Chuanxin looked and found a silver metal ball moving at a constant speed in the air.

Zhao Chuanxin widened his eyes.

"Boiled!"

Without saying a word, he turned the fourth generation dragon and flew over.

Although the flying speed of the fourth-generation dragon is not fast, its turning and ascending and descending speeds far surpass all types of aircraft. It is estimated that only the drones of the future can be compared with it.

But when he flew towards the metal sphere, it suddenly turned around in an even more incredible way, at an incredibly fast speed, and disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

"What is this?" Zhao Chuanxin asked Xingyue.

Xingyue said: "I don't know. No signs of fever were detected, which means it's not a man-made aircraft like an airplane."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The fourth generation of wandering dragons won't have fever either."

"So the fourth generation of Youlong is not a man-made flying object on Earth."

Zhao Chuanxin was speechless.

He asked Xingyue to use the central control rune to control the fourth-generation dragon, open the hatch, and jump out.

Zhao Chuanxin floated in the air, put on the telescope and looked around, but he no longer saw the shadow of the metal ball.

At this time, his coordinates were around 30.3 degrees north latitude and 120.3 degrees east longitude.

Zhao Chuanxin felt very sorry.

He collected four generations of wandering dragons in the air and landed on the ground.

He rode the electric scooter to the steamed bun stall where he often ate.

The boss said familiarly, "Same old?"

"same as usual!"

Zhao Chuanxin ate three steamed dumplings, a bowl of porridge, and a pile of fermented beans.

At this time, several soldiers in military uniforms came to the stall.

These people saw that all other places were full, except for Zhao Chuanxin, where only one person was sitting.

They came over and said rudely, "Fuck it, give your seat to Jun Ye."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head: "Let me ask you a question."

"Hey? You still dare to ask your uncle? Then ask."

"Have you ever seen a metal ball around here? The kind that's silvery, flies in the sky, and disappears in the blink of an eye?"

Several people were stunned by the question and looked at each other.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head in disappointment, stuffed the remaining two buns into his mouth, stuffed the fermented beans in the small dish into his mouth, and stood up to pay.

The boss gave him another four steamed buns wrapped in oil paper and also gave him a small bowl of porridge.

Zhao Chuanxin left with a heavy heart.

Several soldiers were puzzled: "I think he is a lunatic."

When Zhao Chuanxin returned to his home in Hong Kong Island, Zhao Songzhen ran out and told him, "Dad, my mother is sick."

Zhao Chuanxin put down the steamed buns and went into the house to see Gulizar.

Gulizar's lips were a little pale, beads of sweat appeared on her face, and her body was trembling.

"Caught a cold?"

Gulizar struggled to sit up from the bed, but wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. She looked at Zhao Chuanxin with sleepy eyes, her gaze a little straight.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a thermometer: "Here, lift it up."

Gulizar mechanically raised her legs and spread them apart.

Zhao Chuanxin looked back guiltily at Zhao Songzhen who was lying on the bedroom door frame.

He patted Gulizar’s calf and said, “I told you to raise your arms.”

"Oh... I'm used to it." Gulizar raised her arm in a daze, only to feel a chill under her armpit.

Got a fever.

38.6 degrees.

Zhao Chuanxin gave her Jinbao brand cold medicine and rubbed her with alcohol to reduce her fever.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin planned to go to Australia.

Gulizar caught a cold, so he had to stay and take care of her for two days.

……

Although Bai Lang was making great efforts and the embassies of various countries were pressing hard, Yuan Weiting's biggest threat was Zhao Chuanxin.

He ordered the Ministry of Education to delete all photos of Sun, Huang, and Zhao Chuanxin, as well as any words of praise for these people, from textbooks in schools and stores across the country.

Minister of Education Cai Rukai reluctantly told Yuan Weiting: "There are no photos of Zhao Chuanxin left."

Yuan Weiting was stunned: "Not even one?"

"No."

"That's great, no need to delete him."

Cai Rukai thought for a moment and said, "I don't think it's necessary to use words of praise."

Yuan Weiting frowned, looking displeased: "Why?"

"There are too many words praising Zhao Chuanxin in paper publications. Even if we delete the textbooks, you can find an article praising Zhao Tan Gong in any newspaper. Moreover, even in textbooks, his paintings are in art textbooks, his songs are in music textbooks, his sculptures are in sculpture textbooks, his photos are in photography textbooks, his poems are in poetry textbooks, and he is also mentioned in science and engineering textbooks..."

Sun, Huang and others are only concerned with the political aspect.

But Zhao Chuanxin involves so many fields that it is impossible to delete them all.

He can paint, play music, sculpt, is proficient in photography, economics, and several languages. Zhao Chuanxin even has a place in the textbooks of the Army School.

Damn, how do I delete this?

Deleting it will affect normal teaching.

Yuan Weiting was dumbfounded.

He slammed the table angrily and said, "Why, without him, there is no way to teach?"

Cai Rukai smiled bitterly: "Take science and engineering books for example. The best science and engineering school in China is Juanwang Institute of Technology. Zhao Chuanxin is the principal. Hua Liang from Wuxi Huashi is Zhao Chuanxin's student. In the textbooks compiled by Wuxi Huashi, Zhao Chuanxin's name is everywhere from beginning to end..."

What was Yuan Weiting’s mood after hearing this?
It's the feeling of bending your fingers and putting them in your mouth, wanting to bite them off.

It’s just like the reaction of Cao Kefan after eating the authentic Nine-Twist Large Intestine.

His chest heaved, helpless.

At this time, someone from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs told him: "Mr. President, the British Embassy in China's Chargé d'Affaires, Eston, sent a note to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, threatening that we must send someone to attend the meeting. If we dare to delay, it means that we automatically give up our rights and we will have no right to interfere."

Originally, he was not planning to participate because he was afraid of Zhao Chuanxin.

But then he heard from the British devils that Zhao Chuanxin was busy in Australia and had no time to spare, so he became eager to give it a try.

They all didn't know where Zhao Chuanxin was exactly.

The amazing thing is that although Yuan Weiting hated Zhao Chuanxin so much, he was not so angry when he heard the British's tone of gouging.

He took a deep breath and said, "Then send someone to participate."

"Yes."

……

Peace Academy.

Benjamin Goldberg moved his biology and chemistry laboratories to the Peace College, separate from Nikola Tesla's physics laboratory.

Yao Bing and Zhao Ling are both his assistants.

Benjamin Goldberg took the two to the greenhouse to capture butterfly pupae.

"Be careful not to step on the flowers and plants here. They are very valuable."

Zhao Lingjun curled his lips and said, "They are just flowers and plants. How can they be so valuable?"

“Haha.” Benjamin Goldberg sneered: “Junior sister, anything you step on may be a thousand-year-old ginseng. Not to mention, there are many plants here that you can’t find anywhere else.”

"I can't find it anywhere else. How did you find it, Big Brother?"

"..." Benjamin Goldberg didn't want to argue with her: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work."

The three of them picked the butterfly pupae and took them back to the laboratory.

Benjamin Goldberg cuts open a butterfly chrysalis to reveal a bag of liquid inside.

He said: "Butterflies are amazing. After they turn into pupae, they are full of liquid. There are no organs, no blood vessels, nothing in the liquid, but they can turn into butterflies in the end."

He cut open a pupa and asked Yao Bing to use solid rune metal to connect the upper and lower parts of the pupa to prevent the liquid from leaking out.

He left a needle hole in the metal tube and injected the tissue provided by Xingyue into it.

The same procedure was performed on another pupa, but without injecting tissue fluid.

Zhao Lingjun asked curiously: "Big Brother, what is the use of this?"

"I don't know. Biological experiments require constant attempts. Often, it takes thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of attempts to get the result."

After doing this, Benjamin Goldberg took them to the Bright Star.

Yao Bing was surprised and asked: "Brother, this tree can glow?"

“Don’t make a fuss.” Benjamin took two drops of brilliant sap and baptized the foreheads of the two people.

It has been several years since Zhao Chuanxin brought back the Shining Star.

Every year, the shining star secretes a drop of sap.

Baptizing with tree sap can open the golden bell.

"I will teach you two how to open and close the Golden Bell. Only members of the Peace Academy who are in the Void Realm are qualified to be baptized."

Yao Bing and Zhao Ling were both confused.

(End of this chapter)