mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 250 The Last Trembling of the Emperor of Korea
The child's mother thought that she was already trapped in the Temple of Yama, and she was happy and sad to reunite with her child underground.

Someone reminded her: "It was Mr. Zhao who saved your child, and you are still alive."

The child's mother was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand in disbelief, and pressed down on the child's face continuously, and found that the flesh and blood were warm, and the bones of the mischievous little brat were still strange.

He is really still alive.

I couldn't help crying again.

After crying, she took the child and knelt down to Zhao Chuanxin.

"Benefactor, it's hard to repay your kindness and virtue even if you are a cow and a horse.

Son, quickly kowtow to your benefactor. "

The child knelt down and kowtowed in ignorance.

Before being underwater, he couldn't see or hear anything. After struggling for a long time, he was suddenly lifted up to the surface of the river.

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin and kept Zhao Chuanxin firmly in his heart.

Zhao Chuanxin put his clothes on his shoulders, and bowed abruptly to the mother and son.

Except for Zhao Hongzhi, the second generation head of the Zhao family, Zhao Chuanxin, the fifth generation head of the Zhao family, expressed that he was not afraid of anyone's kneeling.

Anyway, after today, I am afraid that we will never see each other again. Apart from accepting kneeling and worshiping, Zhao Chuanxin will not be able to collect any interest.

If you do good deeds without asking for anything in return, who will do good deeds in the future?

After the two of them kowtowed, Zhao Chuanxin said loudly, "Get up, the boat is shaking badly, don't fall down again, I have to kowtow again to save you."

"..."

The mother and son thanked each other again, and finally got up.

The boat talked about it happily, but the boss of the boat looked very unnatural.

When Zhao Chuanxin sat back in his seat, Jin Wuzhi added fuel and vinegar to the boat boss's resentment of a woman who would not save her.

Zhao Chuanxin was noncommittal after hearing this.

If you care about a stupid person, his IQ will drop.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was unmoved, Jin Wuzhi had no choice but to give up resentfully.

After a while, he asked again: "Mr. Zhao, did you really see the Dragon King under the river?"

People in the front and rear seats also pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

The curiosity about this kind of thing can never be enough.

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "Fucking Dragon King. When I went down just now, I saw it was a big log, very thick. This should be a masterpiece of little Japan. They cut wood upstream and occasionally use the river to transport a section. Maybe this A log is a slippery fish.”

Little Japan has plundered natural resources outside the customs.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin is bad in every way, at least he has preserved the natural resources within a radius of one hundred and fifty miles around Lugang Town.

Everyone suddenly realized.

No wonder the ship vibrated violently. It turned out that it was hit by a wood.

If the wood has been soaked in water for a long time, it may not sink, but the wood that has absorbed water is especially heavy. It is already a great fortune not to overturn the boat.

At the same time, everyone looked weird.

Since it was wood, Zhao Chuanxin hugged Lord Dragon's neck and yelled at him, so it was all bragging.

They still believed it.

Really ashamed tight.

Also a little embarrassed.

And the ship finally docked.

Zhao Chuanxin and Jin Wuzhi landed on the land of Sinuiju, South Korea.

Jin Wuzhi took out the document given by Wu Luzhen and handed it to the Japanese military police at Jiangan Port for inspection.

The Japanese military police looked at the document, and then at Zhao Chuanxin, who was tall and shirtless.

Zhao Chuanxin also looked at him with a smile, and thought to himself: I will kill you if you dare to say "no".

Someone next to him kindly explained: "This gentleman just saved a child, so his clothes are all wet."

The Japanese military police nodded, returned the documents, and let them go.

Jin Wuzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps, this is called good people get good rewards.

This level is over.

The Japanese hated Zhao Chuanxin deeply, and the name on the document was naturally forged.

If the Japanese knew that the person in front of them was Zhao Chuanxin, they might cause a big mess.

After passing by, he wiped his forehead: "I was scared to death. Mr. Zhao, let's take a carriage and go directly to the train station."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay, you can figure it out, anyway, I can't understand what your stick is saying."

Known as a "stick", Jin Wuzhi is not annoyed either.

If Zhao Chuanxin had been polite and polite, he might have felt terrified instead.

Due to the frequent presence of Japanese people, there are many elegant Japanese four-wheeled carriages in Sinuiju.

The two boarded a car and drove towards the train station on the Gyeongui Line.

Along the way, Zhao Chuanxin has seen many "spectacles".

He cursed in his heart: Korean dramas like Dae Jang Geum are all lies.

The women on the street don't have much better hairstyles than the women in the Qing Dynasty.

There were men in white long gowns everywhere on the street, as well as peasants in rough cloth with white stripes tied around their heads. If it wasn't for Jin Wuzhi's explanation, Zhao Chuanxin would have thought his family was dead.

When passing a well, Zhao Chuanxin found that the way Koreans carry water is very different from that in China.

It's not a hand-carrying or shoulder-carrying, but a wooden plank is made behind it, which is carried like a schoolbag, and the pole is hung on the wooden plank.

This is not carrying water, but carrying water, which is a bit interesting.

On the carriage, Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the side of the road and said, "Little Jinzi, what does that rogue-headed guy do?"

The title "Little Jinzi" always makes Jin Wuzhi feel that he is a eunuch.

He explained with shame: "That is a warrior, a warrior of the Korean Empire."

Bangzi's movie really beautifies their history.

This samurai was dry and short, with a deer head and mouse eyes, without any heroic temperament.

There was also a nondescript saber on his waist.

It is completely different from the tall, burly and handsome samurai in the stick movie.

Later, Zhao Chuanxin saw a very strange vehicle.

"My Cao, what is that? It has a sense of technology."

When Jin Wuzhi saw it, he couldn't laugh or cry: "It's a cat carriage, also called Jinxuan, just like the sedan chair of the Qing court, only nobles and military officials with status can ride it."

Korean sedan chairs are very strange. There are parallel bars at the front and back that need to be supported, but there is a single wheel in the middle, and there is a seat above the single wheel, and people can sit on it.

In this way, the two bearers only need to support each other, pull and push, and the one-wheeled sedan can move forward, saving time and effort.

Zhao Chuanxin said with emotion: "It seems that your Korean Empire is still ahead of the Qing court in the technology of transportation."

Jin Wuzhi also didn't know whether Zhao Chuanxin was sarcastic, so he didn't say anything.

The Gyeongui Line is a 500-kilometer railway line, starting from Sinuiju in the north and ending in Seoul in the south.

From buying tickets to entering the station, Jin Wuzhi ran errands alone, and he communicated throughout the process.

After getting in the car, Zhao Chuanxin took out the can and gave it to him: "It's enough to eat. When we get to the place, I'll treat you to delicious and spicy food. Do you have any delicacies here?"

Jin Wuzhi thought for a while: "In terms of gourmet food, the fixed meals passed down from the court are considered to be better. Then there are ginseng chicken soup, rice cakes, and crab rice..."

Set meals are like small bowls of dishes, even less than small bowls of dishes.It doesn't matter if it's meat or kimchi, just throw it away, dip the chopsticks twice, and you're done.

Perhaps the court of South Korea is living a relatively tight life.

Zhao Chuanxin listened, and couldn't help but interrupted: "You haven't eaten anything good either."

"..." Jin Wuzhi said in embarrassment, "It's not as big and rich as the Central Plains, and a small land with not rich products can only be like this."

People like Jin Wuzhi represent the hearts of Koreans at this time, unlike later generations who feel that they are the center of the universe.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly thought of a kind of food, sweet and sour and salty, and he was full of tongue in an instant.

I haven't eaten for a long time.

He asked, "Do you have cold noodles in your country?"

"This..." Jin Wuzhi thought for a while: "I vaguely remember that this is the food from Pingxiang, some of which are not available on the table, and are eaten by the poor."

"It's good if you can't be on the stage. It just so happens that Zhao is an ordinary family. You can buy me some later, and I will take it away."

If your heart says it’s not tasty, you won’t do it.

He had traveled to Jeju Island before, and ordered a cold noodle there. Zhao Chuanxin immediately patted the table after eating:
What a few things.

Ate a few bites and threw it all away.

It can be seen that the place of origin is not necessarily good, and the authentic ones may not be delicious.But in this era, I have never seen cold noodles in other places except South Korea.

Jin Wuzhi was a little confused.

If you don't want to eat good food, you have to ask for some cold noodles.Still an ordinary family, I really can't complain.

Along the way, there were no twists and turns.

At this time, the Korean people were very docile, and Zhao Chuanxin's gaze was always very aggressive. When he looked around, people on the train turned their heads away from him.

I don't know if I dare not, or there are other considerations.

This made Zhao Chuanxin feel boring instead, this journey was too boring.

……

Seoul, Deoksugung Palace, Junmyeongdang.

Sitting on the throne was Li Xi, the founding emperor of the Han Empire.

The next one is Li Wanyong, the first prime minister of the Korean Empire.

Secondly, it is the various ministers.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was tense, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Li Wanyong is a well-known Korean traitor. He was pro-Russian in his early years, later he was pro-American, and after the Russo-Japanese War he was pro-Japanese.

Last year, he advised Ito Hirobumi that he would abolish Li Xi's throne.

For various reasons, things were pushed to this year.

Taking advantage of his pro-Japanese status, Li Wanyong became the prime minister of the cabinet this year, and the true meaning of life has reached the pinnacle.

At this time, he was proud of his horseshoe disease, and he didn't even pay attention to Li Xi.

With his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth, finally stood still, staring at Li Xi with burning eyes and said, "Your Majesty, do you still insist on not abdicating?"

Li Xi trembled.

In the past, it was all euphemistic persuasion, but today, this man even bluntly forced him to abdicate.

Li Xi was furious: "I would rather die than abdicate! Qing and others will sell me to the governor!"

Li Wanyong sneered: "It's all come to this point, I didn't expect that His Majesty still loves the throne, what's the point?"

"Hmph!" Li Xi's chest heaved in anger, "I would rather die than be the king of subjugation! I advise you to die of this thought."

"My lord." Li Wanyong showed a look of compassion on his face. "When will you be able to recognize the situation? Taking advantage of Supervisor Ito Hirobumi, before showing his sharp knife, His Majesty will abdicate with the current affairs, and maybe you can still retain your wealth. Otherwise, hehe..."

The meaning of threat is very strong.

Li Xiangxi, the political counselor, said angrily: "Li Wanyong, you are in vain as a courtier. How dare you say something today to force His Majesty to abdicate. You traitor, you will die!"

Li Wan squinted at Li Xiangxi: "I'm thinking about the rest of your majesty's life, what qualifications do you, a little political counselor, have to talk to me like this?"

Li Xiangxi's eyeballs were red, and he showed his arms and rolled up his sleeves, wanting to step forward and desperately.

On the stage, Li Xi sighed secretly when he saw it.

There are loyal ministers, but not many.

The rest are either colluding with that Li Wanyong, or they are a fool, and whoever is strong will fall to him.

If Li Xiangxie really fought Li Wanyong today, he might lose another loyal courtier.

So he coughed loudly: "Shun Wu, step back."

Koreans who have inherited Chinese culture also have characters, and Shun Wu is Lee Sang-hee's character.

Li Xiangxi looked at Li Xi, then at Li Wanyong, and stood aside with a cold snort.

Li Wanyong smiled complacently when he saw this, and then put on a posture that he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as you.

You do not deserve!
After Li Xi finished speaking, he looked at Li Wanyong with a gloomy face, and said, "I'm tired today, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow, so let's all step back.

Shun Wu, you stay here. "

When Li Wanyong was leaving, he whispered to Li Xiangxi: "As a courtier, you must be careful in your actions. Everything you say and do is related to the national economy and the people's livelihood. You must not let yourself, your majesty, or even the country fall into a situation where catastrophe cannot be restored. .”

Li Xiangxi gritted his teeth: "I don't need to be taught by rebellious officials and thieves!"

"Well done!"

After everyone left, Li Xi shunned the serving eunuchs and maids.

"Shun Wu, come forward."

Li Xiangxi stepped forward angrily: "Your Majesty, Li Wan is really deceiving others with this thief!"

"Don't be angry, I already expected it. Last year, he conspired to make me abdicate. There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and I already knew it. I keep you today just to discuss with you. What should I do about this matter? After all, there are many courtiers belonging to Itou Hirobumi, but few courtiers belonging to Zhen, hey..."

Seeing Li Xi's dejected appearance, Li Xiangxi couldn't help feeling sad.

He choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, you must not abdicate. Otherwise, Daehan will really perish."

"Hey, I know I can't abdicate." Li Xi said helplessly: "But you also saw it. Li Wanyong dared to raise it in front of everyone today, which shows that he has received the instruction of Ito Hirobumi. It's nothing if I die, but the prince Cowardly, if I die, he will become a Japanese puppet."

The Crown Prince Li Ji is also a tragic figure.

In fact, regardless of whether Li Xi died or not, he would eventually become a puppet.

Li Xiangxi restrained his sorrow and said: "If they continue to persecute, then let the crown prince succeed. His Majesty still secretly controls the court, or the situation can be temporarily restored. However, this can only be the last helpless move. Right now, we should Think of another way. There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart!"

Li Xi's eyes lit up: "What's the plan, Shun Wu hastened."

Li Xiangxie said firmly: "This year, the second peace conference of all nations will be held in The Hague, the Netherlands. For the present plan, why not send envoys secretly to the peace conference of all nations to expose the truth about Japan's invasion of Korea and call on the European and American powers to restore Sovereignty of our Korean Empire!"

The reason why it is said to be secretly dispatched is that South Korea has been deprived of diplomatic rights by Japan at this time.Foreign affairs are not in the hands of the emperor.

Li Xi's breathing became heavy: "Is it so feasible?"

"feasible!"

"Who can take on this important task?"

"Your Majesty, I wish to go!"

Li Xi thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Nowadays, Daehan is under heavy surveillance by Japan, and loyal ministers like you and I are the most important. If you want to escape, it may be very difficult."

"After today, I think Li Wanyong will pay close attention to the actions of the minister. Therefore, whether it is a personal letter or a letter of appointment, the minister cannot carry it, otherwise he will be discovered. The minister can go to Jiandao and stay in the school in the name of running a school. There. Your Majesty chooses another person to bring the documents to Jiandao to join the minister, and then find a way to go to The Hague..."

Li Xi clapped his hands: "Okay, let's do it!"

……

When the train slowly drove to Seoul.

After Jin Wuzhi got off the train, his legs felt erratic.

But Zhao Chuanxin, like a normal person, jumped up and down at the train station to move his hands and feet.

"Little Jinzi, find a place for us to have a meal, and then go to the hotel to have a good sleep and recharge our batteries."

Jin Wuzhi said: "Mr. Zhao, your superiors have told you that we'd better keep a low profile."

"Be low-key?" Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "That's fine, then you can find a five-star hotel later."

"..."

Why doesn't Zhao Chuanxin enjoy it when he goes out and doesn't spend his own money?
afraid?
He can't write this word.

Every time he goes abroad, he has the pleasure of letting birds fly in the sky, and fish jumping in the sea.

This pleasure comes from the ability to do all kinds of evil, to kill and set fire.

What are you being polite to the fucking stick and Little Japan?
Besides, no one here knew who he was, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Jin Wuzhi was helpless.

It's not about the money, as he said, it's better to keep a low profile.

There are good big hotels, but they are usually built in the embassy district, where you can go in and out of the embassy area. There are a lot of foreign envoys there, and of course there must be Japanese people too, which is too eye-catching.

But when Zhao Chuanxin spoke, he had to listen.

Before coming here, Wu Luzhen had said that everything would follow Zhao Chuanxin's arrangement.

The place where the two of them ate was not very grand, it was just a simple restaurant.

After entering, Jin Wuzhi ordered crab rice, seaweed stewed pork, ginseng chicken soup, and some seafood dishes.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the food with clear soup and little water, slapped the table and shouted: "Waiter, do you have any chili sauce or something, serve me some."

Jin Wuzhi hurriedly coughed: "Ahem, Mr. Zhao, keep your voice down, keep your voice down."

Really tired.

Sure enough, there was a waitress, but Zhao Chuanxin felt tired for her when he saw that the top of her head was like a very thick hemp flower, and she even trembled a little when she walked.

And it's ugly.

He said, "Little Jinzi, tell her to take it easy, because she hurt her neck."

"Mr. Zhao, let's not make trouble out of nothing."

Jin Wuzhi was helpless.

Fortunately, the sauce was brought up, Zhao Chuanxin poured it in with an empty plate, and dipped the kelp pork in the sauce to eat.

The chicken soup is swallowed in one bite, and Gudong is a bowl.

Jin Wuzhi picked up the chopsticks slowly on this side, but saw that a large piece was missing from the plate and bowl on the other side.

He was dumbfounded.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Chuanxin poured most of the remaining chicken soup into his own bowl.

"Don't talk about it, the taste of this chicken soup is not bad, it's as good as our steamed old hen chicken soup outside the customs."

Finished speaking, Gudong...

Jin Wuzhi saw it, this is not good, if this continues, a bowl of chicken soup will be gone.

He was just busy taking advantage of this gap to scoop the bottom of the bowl with a large spoon, barely enough for half of the bowl.

As for Zhao Chuanxin, he raised his chopsticks and put the ginseng that was as thick as a little finger into his bowl.

He also said eloquently: "Little Jinzi, you look as thin as a chicken, eating this ginseng will definitely not fill your void. But I am as strong as a cow, so I don't have these worries."

"I……"

Jin Wuzhi is depressed, why is he so thin and like a dick?I'm also strong, okay?
Whenever eating with Zhao Chuanxin, there is no one who will not be full.

Jin Wuzhi also had a round belly for this meal.

Hiccup after eating!
Zhao Chuanxin stood up: "Originally I was going to treat guests, but suddenly I remembered that bringing money would affect the beauty of my clothes, so I don't bring money when I go out.

Let's settle the accounts quickly, let's go for a walk in the imperial city of Daehan. "

"..."

How about a treat?

　Just 2 chapters today

　　
　　
　
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