mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 251

There are five major palaces in Seoul, and the current emperor Lee Hee lives in Qingyun Palace.

Around Qingyun Palace, there are embassies everywhere.

Its scale is simply incomparable with the majestic Forbidden City.

This will save Zhao Chuanxin a lot of effort.

Jin Wuzhi led Zhao Chuanxin through the Great Han Gate, and said: "Xiaohan Yunhan, the Great Han Gate is named after it. However, there is an allusion spread among the people that the Japanese spy Pei Zhenzi often wears foreign clothes and foreign hats to go in and out of this gate, so it is called the Great Han Gate. , but that's nonsense, it's nothing but folk imagination..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the low palace gates and city walls, which were much easier to find than the Forbidden City.

Because the gate was guarded by soldiers, they couldn't get in either.

Therefore, Jin Wuzhi took Zhao Chuanxin past the Dahan Gate and walked south.

While walking, he introduced the layout of Qingyun Palace to Zhao Chuanxin.

"There are three important buildings here.

One is the Shizuo Temple in the northwest corner, which is a Western stone building. It is the emperor's office space, and there are many files and files in it.

The second is the Xianning Hall, the emperor's bedroom, in the northeast corner.

The third is Jingguanxuan, which is a leisure and entertainment place for the emperor to drink coffee, and sometimes hold banquets here, the most north..."

Because of the low walls, Zhao Chuanxin could even see the slightly taller buildings inside, and with Jin Wuzhi's explanation, he could easily understand the layout.

Immediately revealed a confident smile.

The Forbidden City can make him lose his way, but it is easy to find out the small Qingyun Palace.

But Jin Wuzhi only knew that Zhao Chuanxin was here to handle affairs, and he didn't know anything about what to do or how to do it.

He thought that Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to visit the scenery of Seoul before doing business.

If you let him know that Zhao Chuanxin is actually here to step on the spot, I don't know how he will feel.

After going around in a circle, Zhao Chuanxin said: "It's almost there, let's find a hotel to stay."

The largest Western-style hotel in Seoul is the Seoul Grand Hotel.

Not far from the imperial palace and embassy area, Zhao Chuanxin and Jin Wuzhi lived here.

Although it is a Western-style hotel, the layout of the room has many oriental elements, such as a painting of a Bodhisattva hanging on the wall.

Zhao Chuanxin was really tired after hundreds of kilometers of travel and transportation. He went to the hotel and locked the door, blocked the door with a table, and went to sleep.

……

Saito Kijiro and Shinoda Harasaku have arrived in Seoul.

When I came to Seoul in spring, I had to look at the flowers on Namsan.

The tear mole at the corner of Naoko Yuka's eye goes well with the cherry blossoms on the roadside.

Naoko Yuka's plaid striped shirt and knee-length skirt are more beautiful than Jindal on the slope.

Naoko Yuka's clean smile made Shinoda Harasaku forget the winter jasmine fluttering in the wind.

But Zhisaku Shinoda didn't want to let his intoxication appear too straightforward, so he used the topic to change the atmosphere: "Yuka, are you tired? I see that your face is a little pale, why don't you go back to Seoul Grand Hotel to rest? The banquet tonight It will be held there."

Nanshan is not high, only more than 200 meters, the terrain is gentle, and it is not tiring to climb up.

But circling and liking are two different things. Liking makes people happy physically and mentally and forgets fatigue, but circling is boring.

Naoko Yuka nodded: "Okay, Shinoda-kun, let's go back and have a rest, after the banquet, if we have time, come back to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

Shinoda Harasaku was worried about gains and losses, he wanted to hang out with his sweetheart for a while, but he was worried that Naoko Yuka would be disgusted, so he nodded and could only walk back with her.

On the way, Shinoda Harasaku pointed to the eaves of the palace and said with pride: "This place will belong to our Great Japanese Empire in the future."

Speaking of this, Naoko Yuka is not sleepy.

She looked exhausted on her face: "Xiao Tian-kun, what do you mean?"

Shinoda Harasaku said with pride: "I chatted with Supervisor Ito last time, and he revealed that there are several major events to be done this year. First, we will sign the Japan-Korea treaty again this year, and we must control South Korea's legislative power. Li Xi is a We have to find a way to let him abdicate and let Li Ji, who is easier to control, take over. At the same time, we have to disband the South Korean army, otherwise they will more or less cause us some trouble."

Ordinarily, Shinoda Harasaku chatted with Naoko Yuka. If it was just about love, Naoko Yuka would give some feedback, but not much.

But when Shinoda Harasaku talked about current affairs, Naoko Yuka would praise him again and again.

This unknowingly encouraged Shinoda Harasaku to talk more about current affairs.

Naoko Yuka was full of admiration: "Xiaotian-kun, you are really amazing. Supervisor Ito, he didn't even hide such important things from you. Presumably he trusts you very much."

This is why Shinoda Harasaku prefers Naoko Yuka.

Japanese women are mostly housewives, obey the rules, and are pitiful husbands and children all day long.

If you want to talk about love, or get married, then they are good at it.

But Naoko Yuka can understand Shinoda Jisaku in her career, and she is also very stylish in her life.

Always give him encouragement.

Hearing the praise, Shinoda Harasaku was very happy, but immediately thought of something, and sighed: "Hey, it's a pity that damn Zhao Chuanxin broke my rhythm of action. I'm afraid it will be difficult to give Supervisor Ito a perfect answer this time. .”

"Mr. Xiaotian, don't be discouraged. Zhao Chuanxin is just a warrior, nothing special. In our Japanese Empire, the trend of the times, a mere Zhao Chuanxin is nothing more than a car."

After hearing this, Shinoda Jisaku really lifted his spirits: "Yuka, you are right, these are small details and have nothing to do with the overall situation."

……

In the morning, Jin Wuzhi waited and waited, but he didn't wait until Zhao Chuanxin got up, so he couldn't help but knock on the door.

Zhao Chuanxin moved the chairs and tables away, and unlocked the door.

The door creaked open.

He was wiping his wet hair with a towel, looking at Jin Wuzhi: "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Zhao, are you okay during the day?"

Jin Wuzhi thought that Zhao Chuanxin had to work during the day.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the wet towel on the table casually: "It's only when the moon is dark and the wind is high that people kill people and set fire to them. Who do you see being so full of joy during the day?"

I, Cao... what do you mean?
Why did they murder and set fire?
Jin Wuzhi was full of worries about his personal safety during the trip.

"Ha, Mr. Zhao, don't be joking."

"No kidding, you should go back and rest too, and recharge your batteries. If you have nothing to do, try to go out as little as possible, and don't splash blood on your body."

The more you talk, the more creepy you are.

Jin Wuzhi smiled wryly: "I've had enough rest, there's no need to recharge my batteries."

"Believe me, it's very necessary. Go and order a meal for me and have it delivered to the room. We'll have a good meal in the restaurant of the big hotel in the evening, and then it's time to act."

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was really not joking, Jin Wuzhi became more and more uncertain: "Mr. Zhao, what are we going to do?"

"The first task is to exchange paintings, and the second is to study military affairs. If possible, I will also visit some royal treasure exhibitions."

Jin Wuzhi couldn't turn his head around.

Seems like it all sounds normal.

Feeling relieved, he exited Zhao Chuanxin's room.

When he went to the front desk, he saw a wretched Japanese and a pretty woman.

The woman was wearing a plaid shirt and a knee-length skirt with flattering stockings and suede boots.

The woman was on the arm of the Japanese, but not particularly intimate.

Jin Wuzhi was still a bachelor, seeing that woman was so beautiful and charming, he couldn't help but feel sad, and spat: "The cabbage is so good."

After he ordered his meal and went upstairs, he saw that the man and woman followed him, and they stayed in the room not far from him and Zhao Chuanxin.

Surprisingly, this couple lived in separate rooms.

So he shook his head and went back to his room.

And Zhao Chuanxin took out the old god's chamber pot and fiddled with it in the room.

A chamber pot is as dirty as it sounds.

But in fact, the surface of the Old God's chamber pot is smooth and delicate, without any stains, let alone the slightest weird smell.

Zhao Chuanxin held the old god's chamber pot in front of him, full of doubts: Since it is called a chamber pot, what is its function that can be related to the chamber pot?

He tried to pour it to the left, to the right, or put the chamber pot horizontally, and then shook it from side to side.

There was no response.

So he held it in his hand and paced around the room.

When holding the Old God Chamber Pot, his body cannot shake, and his wrist needs to be steady.

Gradually, he began to get used to this walking rhythm.

Faintly, Zhao Chuanxin felt that this thing had the effect of exercising the stability of his lower body.

Men are young until they die.

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to regard the old god's chamber pot as a toy.

At this time, the waiter who delivered the food came.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the old god's chamber pot, went to wash his hands, finished his meal, stayed bored for a while, lay down on the bed and fell asleep again.

The sun was setting and the street lights were on.

Zhao Chuanxin woke up, got up and washed his face and brushed his teeth for the second time of the day.

Look at the watch, it's still early.

He lay on the window sill and looked out, and saw the street lights flickering occasionally due to quality problems, the people gradually became scarce, and the tired birds returned to their nests.

Downstairs of the Grand Hotel, horse-drawn carriages and rickshaws started to stop.

The well-dressed man and the gorgeous female companion got out of the car arm in arm and walked into the big hotel.

A top hotel like the Seoul Grand Hotel naturally has no shortage of guests at night.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously.

The clouds in the sky are moving horizontally, and the evening breeze is cool.

Below, more people entered the hotel.

Time didn't know where it came and went, when Zhao Chuanxin felt that the time was almost up, Jin Wuzhi also came and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Zhao, are you awake?"

Zhao Chuanxin changed into a dark gray wool suit with wide lapels, a local specialty of Lugang Town.

Why is it said to be a specialty of Lugang Town?

Because the suit at this time is more elegant and luxurious, the suit is longer and usually has a swallowtail.

However, the design of suits produced in Lugang Town abandons elegance and luxury, and chooses a simple and light style.The tailoring of the suit is shortened, visually extending the leg line, compressing the waist and protruding the shoulders.

In this way, when it is cold, it will look very stylish when paired with a woolen coat.

Of course, this change was made under the influence of Zhao Chuanxin.

Then, this kind of suit entered the market through Chen Daguang's clothing store, and became very popular once it came out.

When Zhao Chuanxin opened the door, Jin Wuzhi's eyes were almost blinded by Zhao Chuanxin's outfit.

Zhao Chuanxin was always in casual clothes before.

Seeing him in a daze, Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "Is it true that you have never seen such a handsome man before?"

People in this era are restrained in words and deeds.

There are few thick-skinned people like Zhao Chuanxin.

Jin Wuzhi didn't know what to say, so he had to laugh awkwardly.

At the same time, in Restaurant No. [-] of the Seoul Grand Hotel.

Saito Kijiro and Shinoda Zhisaku bit the bullet and came to Ito Hirobumi.

They thought that Ito Hirobumi would not give them a good face, but unexpectedly, the supervisor showed them a spring-like smile.

Before they could speak, Hirobumi Ito said, "I heard that you are in trouble at work?"

As a subordinate, Shinoda Harasaku has the responsibility to replace the superior tank when necessary.

He stood up and bowed: "I'm sorry, Supervisor Ito, it was my mistake that caused Saito-kun's plan to go wrong."

Saito Kijiro was moved in his heart.

This is the reconciliation of generals.

Ito Hirobumi nodded with a smile: "Young man, it's a good thing to experience some setbacks. However, I am very dissatisfied with your coping methods."

The two of them felt tense, are they really going to be punished?
You can't always let Shinoda Harasaku take the blame, Saito Kijiro bowed forward: "I also ask Supervisor Ito to express it."

Hirofumi Ito put his hands behind his back: "You guys are here this time because you want me to send a note to the Qing court, announcing that the backwater army is bandits, so that you can find an excuse to station troops on Jiandao, right?"

It has to be said that as the supervisor of the Korean Supervisory Office, Ito Hirobumi still has two brushes.

A word that breaks the sky.

The two were taken aback. Unexpectedly, Superintendent Ito had already seen through their tricks.

This is also a kind of beating.

Every superior has a different way of beating his subordinates. Directly annoyed and reprimanded, that is the lowest level.

"Inspector Ito Hideaki, that's exactly what I think."

Saito Kijiro admitted honestly.

Hirobumi Ito straightened his back and said, "Since the Korean farmers in the Jiandao area have misunderstood that we killed their people, why don't you use their fear? Sometimes, fear is also a weapon."

Shinoda Harasaku and Saito Kijiro looked at each other, not understanding what they meant.

Shinoda Harasaku asked: "Inspector Ito, what do you mean, we will do whatever we can?"

"No!" Ito Hirobumi showed a trace of sternness on his face: "I will send a note to the Qing court. After you go back, you will boldly garrison troops. But if there is resistance, whether it is the people of the Qing Dynasty or the Korean farmers, they will be killed without mercy! Since they think we are cruel, let’s show them how cruel we are. These Koreans are assholes, and they will make an example of others, and they will become as obedient as sheep in the future.”

The two trembled when they heard it.

"This...isn't right." Shinoda Jisaku's first reaction was to object: "If people are killed at will, they will arouse fierce resistance."

Ito Hirobumi sneered and said: "You are in the Jiandao area, and you can't grasp the direction of public opinion. Can't we control the newspapers in South Korea? Push the blame for the massacre of the people to the backwater army, and then flatten the backwater army, and there will be no proof Yes. Besides, because of the few things we are about to do in South Korea, even if they don’t kill people, they will still resist. It’s better to be cruel.”

On the contrary, Kijiro Saito recognized this strategy very much in his heart.

After all, he was a soldier, and there was a brutal factor in his blood.

He immediately said: "Inspector Ito, I know what to do."

Ito Hirobumi said to Shinoda Jisaku again: "I heard that you are collecting evidence of Jiandao everywhere, and want to prove that it is owned by South Korea. It happened that Li Wanyong knew about our deployment in Jiandao, so he took a few pieces from the palace treasury. Maybe you can use a map from the Joseon era.”

Hearing that Li Wan used this person, Shinoda Zhisaku laughed happily.

"Inspector Ito, this man is really a good friend of my Great Japanese Empire."

Han traitor Li Wanyong has reached the point where the whole world knows it.

Naoko Yuka, who was holding a wine glass not far away, frowned.

She gave Zhao Chuanxin a piece of information before, saying that the "Map of Dadongyu" was in the study of Shizhuodian in Qingyun Palace.

I heard Hirobumi Ito say that Li Wanyong took out some maps, and Naoko Yuka's teeth itch: Han traitor, national thief, ruin my big business!

In case the "Map of Dadongyu" was among the maps taken out by Li Wanyong, Zhao Chuanxin would probably make an empty trip.

But she was helpless, because she didn't know when Zhao Chuanxin would come, and she couldn't pass the news on now.

When Shinoda Zhisaku and Ito Hirobumi finished talking over there, he came to Naoko Yuka excitedly and impatiently.

Seeing Zhisaku Shinoda looking like he wanted to get closer, but worried that he would be angry.

Naoko Yuka smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand, and took Shinoda Jisaku's hand.

The sweetness should still be given.

Shinoda Harasaku's palm muscles trembled, feeling the warmth and softness, and suddenly said: "Yuka, earlier, I called home and told her that I would divorce her when I returned to Japan."

Naoko Yuka was surprised, knowing that the "she" Shinoda Harasaku mentioned was his wife.

Naoko Yuka never mentioned that she wanted Zhisaku Shinoda to divorce his wife.

After all, the two even held hands for the first time today, without any substantial development before, and he was about to divorce his wife?
Not only was Naoko Yuka not moved, but a gleam of coldness appeared in her eyes.

This kind of man can be said to be dazzled by love, or he can be said to be cold-blooded and ruthless.

Will he be a good man if he abandons his wife and son?Obviously not.

Naoko Yuka sneered in her heart, remembering the method that Zhao Chuanxin once taught her to make a man collapse.

It seems that it is almost time to close the net!

However, there was a moved look on her face: "Xiao Tian-kun, you have paid too much, I, I, I don't even know what to say..."

Seeing this, Shinoda Jisaku forgot his guilt towards his wife and children, and said firmly, "I only want your happiness..."

……

The old god's chamber pot was in Zhao Chuanxin's hands, bouncing up and down unconsciously.

He and Jin Wuzhi strolled towards the restaurant.

Just as the two were about to enter the restaurant, they saw a waiter stop him at the door and said, "Sorry, gentlemen, Hall [-] has been reserved today, please move to Hall [-] for dinner."

Jin Wuzhi muttered dissatisfiedly: "Having a meal, and going around in circles?"

Zhao Chuanxin said in English with a smile: "I am the invited guest, shouldn't I be allowed in?"

The waiter froze for a moment when he heard his American English accent.

Koreans have been licking east and west over the years. They lick so much that they don't know who to worship.

Russia, Qing Dynasty, America, Japan.

When licking the Qing Dynasty, Yuan Datou still had an affair with the glamorous Empress Mingcheng, who was the former Concubine Min.

It can be seen how relentless this lick is, and it cost a lot of money.

Later, South Korea wanted to be pro-American, and the Japanese were furious and killed Concubine Min.

For this reason, Yuan Datou also hated the Japanese.

Now that he heard Zhao Chuanxin's American accent, the waiter was stunned for a moment, looked carefully, and determined that Zhao Chuanxin's face was an oriental face.

So, he stretched out his hand and said, "Sir, please show me the invitation card."

Zhao Chuanxin had a fart invitation. He raised his hand and nodded three o'clock to the waiter with a half-smile.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to persuade him with a three-inch tongue, suddenly the old god's chamber pot in his hand emitted a very strong stench.

The waiter who bears the brunt bends down: "Ugh..."

(End of this chapter)