mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 246
Little Bangzi ran back excitedly, and went door to door looking for other snot-nosed babies.

"I tell you, that candy is sweet."

"Give me sugar when you deliver the newspaper."

"Be sure not to get up late."

"Don't let your parents find out."

Children can't hide things in their hearts.

When the baby with a snotty nose went home and finished eating, the bland Chinese cabbage bangzi would eat gruel, and he would still eat it with a smile on his face.

They sneered and laughed, and the parents who watched shook their heads—too peaceful and happy, born to be poor.

The next day, before dawn, the snot-nosed babies got up early.

Some parents also noticed that their children were abnormal and followed them secretly.

They came to the designated place to gather, and Xiao Bangzi had been waiting for a long time.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's not a lie, is it?"

"Isn't that waking up early for nothing?"

Xiao Bangzi imitated the appearance of the Korean policeman who often came to Jiandao, with his hands behind his back, like a little old man slightly arching his back, and said: "Be safe and don't be impatient, that person will come. Even if you don't come, you just woke up early. Nothing to lose."

A group of snot-nosed kids listened, and they made sense.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin didn't keep them waiting.

Bearing the dew, Zhao Chuanxin, who was yawning profusely, arrived as scheduled with his people carrying stacks of newspapers.

Cui Fenghua was out of breath, put down the newspaper, supported his waist, and complained incessantly.

If you get up too early, you will feel tired.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cloth bag full of sugar balls.

He shouted: "Line up in line, one by one, come to get candy, two yuan per person. Those who don't line up will not be given."

He is a professional in bringing up babies, and he has been trained as early as in Lugang Town.

Back then, he didn't ask for much help for his house. He asked a group of snot-nosed children to help him build it up bit by bit.

The snot-nosed baby saw it, good guy, it's really sweet.

Xiao Bangzi did his part and ranked first, and the others had no objections.

After all, Xiao Bangzi was the initiator of this incident.

After receiving the candy, Xiao Bangzi went to the back to get the newspaper.

Cui Fenghua roughly glanced at the number of these snot-nosed babies, and roughly divided out how many shares.

Xiao Bangzi took the newspaper and saw that it was full of pictures.

This kind of painting is very strange, only simple lines are drawn, but the characters are lifelike.

A picture is also drawn out with square grids to make the story coherent.

Next to the characters, a bubble pattern will be used to wrap some words.

After thinking about it, Xiao Bangzi understood that this should be what these villains said.

But when he looked carefully at the villain painted on it, he was surprised to find that it seemed to be himself.

Those small arms and legs, those tugging at the sky, and those eyebrows and eyes are exactly what he looks like, but they are a little distorted, because the characters in the painting are very Q, and they are pleasing to look at.

This thing is so exciting!
But Cui Fenghua said: "Whatever you look at, there is also a piece of your family. When the time comes, you can take it home and watch it slowly, and go to work first."

Little Bangzi's heart was like a mouse that had seen the light of day, scurrying around, making his heart itchy, wishing he could put down the newspaper at this time and have a good time reading it.

But for the sake of sugar, I still endured it for the time being.

These snot-nosed babies probably have the same thoughts.

In the distance, there are parents who are hiding and seeing them from a distance, and they are a little confused.

But I'm worried that these people are kidnappers, so don't abduct your own children.

Then he couldn't help but came out from the darkness: "Hey, hey, who are you? What kind of bad idea are you planning?"

Cui Fenghua felt inexplicably guilty.

For Cui Fenghua, coaxing children to work, which Zhao Chuanxin is capable of, is both embarrassing and a little guilty.

But Zhao Chuanxin waved at the man: "Come here, yes, let's talk about you, what are you looking at?"

The man was a little confused, but his curiosity drove him to come over involuntarily.

Zhao Chuanxin took out two pieces of candy from his bag and put them in the man's hand: "Since you are here, don't be idle and work with these kids. These two pieces of candy are your wages. Don't be dazed, hurry up Get the newspaper later."

When Cui Fenghua saw it, he thought to himself, didn’t you reveal the truth? If you let them know that the newspaper was published by the backwater army, can they still believe it?

However, in front of outsiders, it is not easy for him to ask this question.

After Zhao Chuanxin gave the candy, he pushed the man to the back, and Cui Fenghua subconsciously handed over several newspapers.

The man took the newspaper and realized: who am I, where am I, and what am I here for?

In the distance, the parents of the snot-nosed baby were even more confused.

Didn't Xingshi ask the crime, why did you participate in this?

No, then I have to go and see what's going on.

When they came, Zhao Chuanxin treated them equally, with two pieces of candy and newspaper.

But the snot-nosed babies quit.

"Why do you jump in line?"

"That's right, is your lord amazing?"

"Quickly step back!"

A snot-nosed baby's father said angrily: "The little bastard has turned upside down, who will let him back down?"

The snot-nosed baby shrank his neck before realizing the order of the big and small kings.

But when his father took the candy, he stuffed it into his mouth.

The snot baby laughed heartlessly, puffing out his cheeks again.

Someone asked Zhao Chuanxin: "This, this, sir, what are you doing?"

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the newspaper and almost burst into tears: "Look, this is the atrocities of the Japanese. We will record the atrocities of the Japanese, otherwise everyone will be kept in the dark. These beasts who are not as good as beasts must be recorded. Make it public."

The man realized that those newspapers yesterday were stuffed by these people in front of him.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Yesterday, he was still throwing dung balls at that Japanese official.

Regardless of what other people think, Zhao Chuanxin distributed the newspapers with one brain, and then clapped his hands and said: "Okay, let's go to work. When there are more activities, I will come to inform Xiao Bangzi, and Xiao Bangzi will tell everyone."

When Xiao Bangzi heard it, he immediately became proud: "You heard me, I will inform you of everything in the future. I am in charge."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to fight, and turned his head and left with others.

After walking a little farther, Cui Fenghua couldn't help asking: "Captain Zhao, are you doing this in front of those common people, will it make them see through the lies?"

"It's a matter of position. Now it's the Japanese and Korean police who are in charge of them. People like conspiracy theories, so what if they know? It just makes them suspicious. Bangzi doesn't like the Japanese at first. They have always resisted the Japanese in their country. power exists."

"But I still feel uneasy."

"Look. This is just the beginning. After the Japanese stand up and clarify, we will show the movie to these people. As time goes by, they will always believe it."

When the sun shines all over the land and the weather gradually warms up, mosquitoes and flies start to chase after them, and the cows and horses that are still fattening suffer. Mosquitoes and flies like to bite their soft parts, especially the eyes.

Not to mention a few days, after the wilderness is over, they will be used to plow the field.

When Kijiro Saito and Harasaku Shinoda brought people to the Jiandao area with newspapers to be printed, they passed by the cattle and horse sheds and were harassed by mosquitoes and flies.

Kijiro Saito waved him away, fanning him back and forth with a newspaper.

He had no idea: "Xiaotian-kun, it will work, right?"

Shinoda Harasaku is the kind of person who either does not do it or does it, and firmly believes that he will succeed.

He affirmed: "It will work, let's see."

As a result, when the newspapers were distributed, many people were already reading the newspapers.

Shinoda Harasaku stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from Kenong's hand.

The title is - "The Wandering Story of the Little Stick".

Below, mostly paintings.

There are only a few text explanations and dialogues.

Jisaku Shinoda looked at it with a frown. This painting is very interesting, and it is likely that men, women and children can understand it.

It doesn't matter if you say it's a comic book or a comic, it's a very fresh painting method anyway.

Although it is difficult to be elegant, it is very appetizing for these mud legs.

The first issue of the painting, the content is probably a child named Xiao Bangzi, who was living well in Korea, and the family was happy.

But because the Japanese invaded Korea and implemented tyranny, they killed all of Xiao Bangzi's family except Xiao Bangzi escaped by playing outside.

Seeing this, Zhice Shinoda was furious: "This is slander, pure slander, despicable and shameless villain!"

The farmer turned his head and pouted disdainfully behind his back.

Zhisaku Shinoda continued to read, let's talk about how the young stick escaped from South Korea all the way to Jiandao.

Along the way, I have seen and heard many Japanese beasts, rape and plunder, and commit all kinds of crimes.

Outrageous, scalp tingling!
In the first issue, it was only painted that Xiao Bangzi was hiding in Tibet, begging for food and stealing things, and also avoiding the pursuit of the Japanese, and finally arrived at Jiandao after a lot of hardships.

It is found that this is the land of the Qing court, and many Korean people live here. They live and work in peace and contentment, like a paradise.

However, the Japanese chased and killed Jiandao again, trying to occupy it with fallacies and heresies, and the good days of Korean farmers came to an end.

The manga ends here.

It makes people feel that the excitement is about to begin, but the story is broken, bah, broken chapter dog!
Shinoda Jisaku's head was buzzing.

Look at the newspaper he made himself, it is full of words, there is only a temporary photo of soldiers of the Qing court "slaughtering" Korean farmers.

Compared with these cartoons, his photo looks dry and tasteless.

After the newspapers were distributed, he went all the way to inquire.

Feedback from farmers has been heard.

"This newspaper said that the big soldiers of the Qing court also killed our people."

"Fart, fake."

"How can it be true that the Japanese killed us, and it is false that the Qing court killed us?"

"Does it need to be said, you see that the Japanese killed us, and it was clearly recorded in the newspapers. It was because they wanted to rule us violently, and wanted to treat South Korea as their colony. Isn't there a story? That little stick, because no Obedient, the whole family was killed. Such a small child, how pitiful? If you look at this newspaper again, there is only one photo on it, and it only says that the Qing court killed people, but why did they kill them without mentioning a word. "

Shinoda Haruka was dumbfounded.

Damn Zhao Chuanxin, he thought of one more step than himself.

He hurried back and said to Kijiro Saito: "Saito-kun, something is wrong, Zhao Chuanxin made a comic book and started telling stories."

Kijiro Saito: "What story? Has our newspaper worked?"

Zhice Xiaotian said with a bitter face: "No. This is a new newspaper published by Zhao Chuanxin, you can understand after reading it."

After Kijiro Saito finished watching, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

What else can I say?
Thinking in another way, if he was one of those farmers, he would certainly be willing to believe in vivid comic strips rather than dry words.

"What should I do?"

Shinoda Harasaku sneered: "It's okay, since he paints, then we can definitely do it too. You see, this painting is not elegant, it's very simple, I think any artist can draw it."

Just do it, they immediately found a painter.

But after the painter saw it, he shook his head again and again: "If you let me paint, it's not that I can't paint it. But don't look at the simplicity of this painting, it will take some time to imitate it."

"How long?" Shinoda Jisaku frowned.

"At least ten days and half a month."

"Hmph, incompetent!"

"I don't like to hear your words. This kind of painting has never appeared before. I don't believe that others can draw it immediately."

Shinoda decided to take the next best thing: "Then you draw what you are good at, as long as you can express what I want."

The painter showed a smiling face: "It's no problem, but what about the money..."

Shinoda Harasaku snorted coldly: "Money is not a problem, let's do it quickly."

Saito Kijiro said to Shinoda Zhice: "We can't let Zhao Chuanxin lead us by the nose. When necessary, we still have to use force."

"Well, I don't recommend this, just wait. I will go to the banquet in a few days, and I will ask the supervisor to ask for an ancient map of South Korea and look for evidence on it."

……

Leaving Lugang Town, Zhao Chuanxin had no chance to be lazy.

In the past, if you did anything, you only needed to ask Fan Ziliang to run errands and notify Li Guangzong.

Li Guangzong is not here, so Liu Baogui and Zhao Zhongyi are still there.

Fortunately, now, I have to do it myself to deliver a newspaper.

When he came back, he took a nap first.

The second half of the night is a deep sleep, quality and quantity.But the feeling of returning to the cage makes people a little dizzy after getting up.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin was in a bad mood.

He came to the school grounds to see the backwater army training.

The scene echoed with gunshots and filled with gunpowder smoke.

It was supposed to be a chilling and urgent atmosphere, but Zhao Chuanxin saw the backwater soldiers lazily, gracefully pulling the bolts, and casually shooting.

Zhao Chuanxin was so angry that he found the one with the most stretched hips, and stepped forward to kick this person's ass.

The gun was also dropped, and the man rushed to the dog to eat.

The man was furious, he got up and turned around to fight, but then he saw clearly that the person who kicked him was Zhao Chuanxin, and immediately swallowed back the cursing words in his mouth.

"Zhao, Captain Zhao..."

That aggrieved look, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to his forehead: "Are you fucking retiring tomorrow? Huh? Are you here to fulfill my wish? Did you guys open the gun like this? Just all of you, Shuan may not be able to fight A man from the insurance team."

Even if they want to refute, they can only remain silent when they think about Zhao Chuanxin's record.

People are qualified to say this.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the kicked person: "What's your name?"

"Ge Yunpeng."

"Ge Yunpeng, remember, nothing is difficult in this world, as long as you are willing to give up."

After hearing this, Ge Yunpeng looked up in surprise.

Zhao Chuanxin saw his expression, I, Cao, something is wrong.

He hurriedly changed his words: "No, what I mean is that there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart. You think it is not as good as the insurance team, right? The insurance team is not as good as you at the beginning. You all come here, I will tell you about the past of the insurance team ..."

Listen to stories, they are good at this.

Hurry up and surround them.

Zhao Chuanxin started from how to offend the lock.

In terms of lip service, he could say that everyone present was rubbish.

The stories are told vividly and closely linked.

Speaking of the seemingly honest but treacherous Niu Guanshi, everyone hated him.

This is very immersive, because Niu Zihou is very well-known outside the customs. After all, he is the richest man, and many people have heard of it.But Niu Zihou was unattainable for them.

Speaking of the destruction of Little Jinzier, Lugang Town took that crucial step, and everyone's spirits were lifted again.

Here, Zhao Chuanxin saved face for Liu Baogui, and didn't say anything about him peeing his pants back then.

A group of people listened mesmerized.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Later, we fought with the Tsarist Russians and the Japanese, and no one flinched. We went forward indomitably and were invincible! Do you know why?"

Ge Yunpeng shook his wit: "Because of rich combat experience!"

"Ah tui!" Zhao Chuanxin spat: "You guys also have a lot of combat experience. You've fought several times, and you can run faster than a rabbit when things go wrong. Why can't you beat the Japanese?"

Ge Yunpeng bowed his head in shame.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around for a week: "The reason why the insurance team is invincible is not only based on combat quality, but also a kind of pride. Why proud? Because we worked together to create a rich and prosperous Lugang. Town, we started with knives and big guns, and we have come to today step by step. We do not allow ourselves to be worse than others!"

The belief in Lugang Town has never been a certain idea, nor any lofty ideals.

At first, it was because he wanted to resist the lock.

Later, because I tasted the sweetness, I wanted to get rid of poverty.

In the end, it is a belief that "I must be better than others".

If anyone did poorly, he would be ashamed to say that he was a member of the insurance team when he went out.

The Lugang Town Insurance Team has a sense of superiority, but these people in front of them are inferior.

Ge Yunpeng suddenly said: "Captain Zhao, show us your marksmanship."

Zhao Chuanxin got up, Ying Gulang looked at him, and stretched out his hand: "Gun!"

Somebody handed the gun over.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look, and he used the old sleeve to fool him. How much does this affect the pretense?
He said, "Change it to another one, this thing won't work."

Another guy, with a Mosin Nagant rifle.

Zhao Chuanxin turned the gun upside down in his hand.

Suddenly, it was loaded with a click, so fast that no one could see the action clearly.

Raise your hand and shoot.

boom!
Ten rings!

"Grass, awesome!"

Everyone was amazed.

That's called a sharpshooter.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the gun over and said: "Just like the insurance team back then, you now practice the speed of pulling the bolt and shooting. If you are half a second faster than the enemy, the opponent may die first. Today, I am here Watching you practice, I will whip anyone who can't practice well, and get a prize if you practice well."

Ge Yunpeng's eyes lit up: "Captain Zhao, what award?"

Zhao Chuanxin had piles of canned beef and pudding in his left hand, and a mirror box in his right hand.

He held up the canned food and the horse's brand rooster: "Before going tonight, there will be a competition. Whoever has the first speed, the mirror box will belong to him. Whoever is second, canned beef. Third, canned pudding. After that, there is nothing. Tomorrow, we will continue the competition, and there will be prizes."

Although the Backwater Army had enough food, rare foreign goods like canned food still made people drool.

What makes people laugh even more is the brand-new mirror-like box.

Ge Yunpeng exclaimed: "The box cannon, this thing is so powerful, it can be fired several times in a row. Today I want to take the first place!"

Zhao Chuanxin is happy, he still has more than 100 mirror boxes!

(End of this chapter)