mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 262 My Ito Hirobumi, Who Dare Stop
Wait for Li Xiuji and Liang Qiduo to leave.

Jin Wuzhi almost threw himself into the ground: "Mr. Zhao, it's a pity that you don't want to be a diplomat. With your three-inch tongue, I'm afraid that even the dead can tell you the truth. In ancient times, a proper rebel genius .”

Zhao Chuanxin's righteousness is awe-inspiring: "In the past, Zhuanzhu assassinated Wang Liao, and a comet attacked the moon.

Nie Zheng stabbed Han Puppet, and Bai Hong pierced the sun.

To celebrate the taboo from the assassination, Cang Ying hits the hall.

Young Master Guang, Yan Zhongzi, when they persuaded these three people, they also didn't waste much time talking!

Why?

Because this is an act of righteousness and what the hearts of the people want, they are ready to die at any time, so there is no need to say more.

In my opinion, Li Xiuji and Liang Qiduo are just people with lofty ideals who have this spirit.

I, Zhao Chuanxin, am very optimistic about them! "

"..." Jin Wuzhi, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, feels that Zhao Chuanxin is insulting his IQ.

You are so optimistic about the two, but you don't even want to reveal your real name?

And these two idiots actually prepared obediently.

Sure enough, that sentence is right - the times make heroes.

In fact, in Zhao Chuanxin's view, it's just the right time, place and people.

Liang Qiduo is an independence activist and has worked hard for it all his life.

Li Xiuji is even more powerful. In the original trajectory, this person went to assassinate Li Wanyong, and he still used a dagger, which shows how born he is.

Although he did not die, Li Wanyong was stabbed and seriously injured.

Before the death sentence, Li Xiuji still held his head high and his chest was impassioned.

This kind of people only need to fan the flames and make clear their interests. Even if Zhao Chuanxin doesn't have any plans, they will do their own research to make something happen.

What's more, he also spoke logically and gave directions.

If those agreements do not exist or are not established, what they lose is just a little money.

Because there are already rebels in Korea at this time, resisting the Japanese = the correct position.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin thought of something, and slapped his thigh: "I ordered food just now, and they ran away without paying the bill. This meal will cost Xiaojinzi a treat."

Jin Wuzhi: "..."

Xian Yubin just handed over five copper coins.

Although the money is small, the meaning is extraordinary.

So, Zhao Chuanxin gave him five more coins: "Not bad, not bad, I recognize the acting skills just now."

Xian Yubin was stunned for a moment: "Sir, I didn't act, I really want to donate money to beat the Japanese."

Zhao Chuanxin: "I understand, I understand, take the money well, after all, you can't let you pay for the performance."

"..."

Talking to Zhao Chuanxin, it is often difficult to argue.

Jin Wuzhi steals the joy: This kid will get used to it sooner or later.

After dinner, Jin Wuzhi had to catch the train.

He didn't want to stay in Seoul for a moment.

Because of the riot at the Seoul Hotel before, Zhao Chuanxin was worried that the Japanese would strictly investigate at the train station, so he only sent Jin Wuzhi nearby.

Before parting, he said: "When you go back, tell Wu Luzhen that the map will be there soon, and let him be calm. In addition, go to the Backwater Army and tell Liu Yonghe that if the Japanese attack him, hold on, and soon the Japanese will be stationed in the army." The Hantong Supervisory Office will be in chaos, and they have no time to send troops to reinforce them."

Jin Wuzhi was dripping with cold sweat.

Sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin wanted to do something here.

Thinking about it this way makes it even more urgent to return.

Carrying his suitcase, he couldn't wait: "Mr. Zhao, I'll take a step first."

"Well, you can go on your way at ease."

"..." Jin Wuzhi sneered, "It sounds unlucky."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "It's better than me personally sending you on the road."

Jin Wuzhi shivered, and hurriedly picked up his suitcase and left.

At this moment, only Zhao Chuanxin and Xian Yubin were left.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Stop wandering the streets, go to my place and sleep in Park Seungyeol's room at night. He probably won't come back tonight."

When Xian Yubin heard this, he immediately became happy.

This baby hasn't slept in an upright room for a long time, and has already forgotten the taste of the bed.

"Thank you, sir."

In this era, sensible and early-minded children are either wandering and wandering on the streets, or come from wealthy families like Telford.

On the contrary, the children of ordinary people are mostly dull and reticent, and it is not wise to do farm work.

Seoul has a temperate monsoon climate.

There are four distinct seasons, with little rain in spring and autumn.

But this year was an exception. Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the sky. The sky was a bit gloomy, and it should not be far from raining.

He took Xian Yubin and walked quickly towards the house.

When the gate could already be seen, it finally started to rain.

When the spring rain splashes on the dry ground, it will form blisters wrapped in mud, and the dust thrown up by countless blisters will be scattered.

Zhao Chuanxin's nose was itchy from the dust, and he said, "Run."

Two people, one big and one small, ran towards the house. After entering the gate, the rain became heavier.

Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Park Shengyeol running from a distance in a coir raincoat.

So he opened the door and waited for him for a while.

After Park Shenglie ran into the house, he immediately took off his bamboo hat and shouted anxiously, "Mr. Zhao, Li Wanyong's son Li Shengjiu died."

Zhao Chuanxin closed the door and said flatly, "Oh, if you die, you die. It's none of my business."

"No." Park Seung Yeol said, "Lee Seung Goo committed suicide because he felt shameful about his father's traitorous behavior."

Huh?
This is a behavior that even his own son can't understand him.

How sad and indignant can you commit suicide?

Zhao Chuanxin became a bit interested: "What about Li Wanyong? He didn't commit suicide by cutting his wrists or hanging himself from a tree because of excessive grief? If so, even in the pouring rain, I have to save him .”

"..." Park Seungyeol said to himself, no wonder Mr. Zhao has so many enemies. "That's not true. According to reports, he is sad, but not much. By the way, His Majesty asked me to bring you a message."

Zhao Chuanxin was disappointed.

It seems that Korean traitors and traitors are similar, they are all selfish.

"What did Xiao Lizi ask you to bring? Didn't you tell me to assassinate Ito Hirobumi quickly?"

"Um, that's right." Park Seung-yeol blushed. "There is one more thing. Your Majesty said that he lost a lot of treasures and money in his money. I want to ask Mr. Zhao if he knows about this?"

"Ito Hirobumi can't move now." Zhao Chuanxin immediately accused Li Xi: "Your Majesty, the situation is really too small. He said it clearly at the time, if you buy it and leave, whoever repents will be a thief!"

Park Seung-yeol thought about Li Xi's panic-stricken look at that time, and was speechless.

He passed out that night, not knowing what deal was made between the two of them.

Anyway, His Majesty seems to have suffered a great loss, to the point where he was furious.

"Your Majesty said that since Mr. Zhao has taken advantage of it, he must keep his promise. Now the assassination of Ito Hirobumi has reached the point of no delay."

Li Xi probably expected Zhao Chuanxin's shameless face.

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "Okay, don't care about these details, I, Zhao Chuanxin, am not the kind of person who doesn't believe what he says."

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, Park Seung Yeol had nothing to do.

Before going out, he suddenly found that there was an extra stone on the wall, which was firmly attached to the wall.

Surprised: "Mr. Zhao, what is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at it, and said nonsense: "Oh, I saw a hole in that place during the day, so I just found a stone and pasted it in."

Wait for them to go out.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his mud trowel gloves and "worked hard" to make the stone formed by the sand more smooth, and it was more pleasing to the eye when it was attached to the wall by ironing.

Looking at the mud trowel gloves, he remembered the worm silk scarf he had lost, and immediately took the gloves back to the secret realm.

The rain probably only lasted until midnight, and the sun continued to rise in the morning.

That night, Zhao Chuanxin didn't sleep very well.

Because there are bugs in this house, and the ground is wet after the rain, they have come out one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin was bitten several times and itched unbearably for a while.

But although I didn't sleep well, I was still full of energy.

Because of the extra 30 years of life expectancy, the body benefits a lot.

Push open the doors and windows, and change the fresh air after the rain.

Another day full of positive energy.

It was three poles in the sun, and Zhao Chuanxin had just gotten up.

But Song Bingjian and Li Rongjiu, the leaders of the "Yijinhui" of the pro-Japanese faction, have brought the congregation to the outside of the Governor's Mansion, holding up banners to petition.

The content of the petition is to let Lee Hee abdicate and let Japan and South Korea "unify".

Just like what Zhao Chuanxin said about the content of the three agreements, in fact, smart people who are more sensitive can already see some clues.

Song Binggan is such a smart person.

First, Li Wanyong's son died, and he needed to take care of the funeral at home.

They are all pro-Japanese factions, but there are differences between closeness and distance.

Before, Song Binggan could not squeeze into the inner circle of the Japanese.

No, Li Wanyong couldn't get away, so the opportunity for Song Bingtian and others to show their faces in front of their Japanese father came.

Second, since the Japanese have to do this no matter what, Song Binggan might as well sell a favor.

as predicted.

Ito Hirobumi of the Commander's Mansion couldn't help showing joy on his face when his subordinates said something about the outside world.

"Get ready, I want to reward Song Binggan."

When Song Binggan learned that he was about to receive an award, his expression was as happy as that of a dog who got a bone.

So, he shouted the slogan even harder.

Ito Hirobumi said to secretary Taijiro Mori: "Look, this is not what we want to do. This is a spontaneous petition from the Korean people. We must follow the good example."

As it happens, he also lacks a gimmick and timing.

If you doze off, someone will send you a pillow.

Yoshimichi Hasegawa, whose health has improved, and Hirofumi Ito, brought the Japanese military police outside Qingyun Palace.

Haodao Hasegawa was guarding outside, and Hirobumi Ito entered the palace with his son Song Binggan.

The guards outside the Dahan Gate of the Qingyun Palace looked at the heavily armed Japanese soldiers and did not dare to stop Hirobumi Ito.

The guards at the entrance of the Shizuo Temple stopped him, but said dryly, "This is His Majesty's office, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Itou Hirobumi was not angry and arrogant: "I, Ito Hirobumi, who dares to stop?"

Song Binggan's eyes lit up behind him.

This is called power!
So arrogant!

The cold sweat dripped down the guard's forehead.

He remained silent, only the stubbornness in his eyes remained.

Ito Hirobumi shouted: "Go away!"

The guard didn't move, but looked at his companion for help.

The companion gritted his teeth, but he couldn't muster up the courage to speak harshly, and pretended not to see it.

So, Ito Hirobumi smiled contemptuously, and stretched out his hand to push away the guard who was half a head taller than him.

The guard dared not speak out, and watched the two enter the Shizuo Hall.

Hirobumi Ito arrived outside Li Xi's office. The little eunuch was clever and knew that he couldn't speak, but he could notify Li Xi as soon as possible so that Li Xi could be prepared.

So he scrambled into the office: "Your Majesty, Ito Hirobumi is here..."

The file in Li Xi's hand fell to the ground, and his heart beat violently.

No one came to report outside, indicating that Hirobumi Ito forced his way in.

Menacing, the picture is not small.

The little eunuch had just finished speaking, but Hirobumi Ito had already opened the door and entered.

He strode forward, looked straight at Li Xi and said, "Your Majesty, today there are petitions from the common people to ask you to abdicate and give way to the virtuous, and to sit in the place of the crown prince. This shows that under the rule of Your Majesty, Dahan is governed by incomprehensible politics and disharmony, which has caused anger and resentment. Come today, I just ask His Majesty to abdicate."

Is it still here?
Li Xi's face was pale.

His lips trembled: "Zhen, even if I die, I will not abdicate."

The dog-legged Song Binggan stepped forward and threatened: "The people of Korea governed by Your Majesty are in dire straits. According to the agreement, this has already trampled on the protection rights of the Great Japanese Empire. For the current plan, there are only two strategies. One is for His Majesty to go out of the palace and report to the people outside the palace gate." Commander Hasegawa knelt down to apologize; secondly, His Majesty abdicated and gave way to the crown prince. Otherwise, if we go to war with Japan, how we will be humiliated after defeat is hard to imagine."

Li Xi would not accept any of them.

Looking at Song Binggan, Li Xiqi's beard and hair were stretched.

This is my Korean people.

He actually helped the Japanese and shit on his own neck.

"Never abdicate!"

He said it decisively.

When the swords are on the verge of breaking out in the Shizuo Temple.

Li Wanyong, who was dealing with his son's funeral at home, received word that Song Binggan had gone to the Supervisor's Mansion to petition, and then Hirobumi Ito took him to the palace.

Li Wanyong is also a smart person.

He immediately wanted to understand the cause and effect, and was immediately angry and anxious.

What is angry is that when a big change happened in his own family, other forces began to exert their strength and show their faces in front of the Japanese.

What is anxious is that if Ito Hirobumi gets what he wants, he will be quickly abandoned by Japan who has not made any contribution to it.

Without Japan's protection, he would be torn apart by angry people and ministers.

This will not work.

Now, Song Binggan has come out on top.

If Li Wanyong wants to shine, he has to be ingenious.

If Song Binggan asked Li Xi to abdicate, then he, Li Wanyong, would disarm all seven thousand Han troops, and none of them were men.

He looked at the coffin on the mourning hall, which contained the body of his son whose bones were not yet cold.

Then he looked at his daughter-in-law Ren who was kneeling on the ground, wearing mourning clothes but looking even more pretty.

With a sneer, he took off his mourning clothes and threw them on the ground, striding out.

The family members and the mourning guests and friends were all dumbfounded.

His wife mourned and howled in the back: "Master, where are you going?"

Li Wanyong was impatient and scolded without looking back: "Shut up."

It's nothing if the son is gone, isn't there a beautiful daughter-in-law?

So, hurried to Qingyun Palace.

Here, the two sides are deadlocked.

Li Xi Wangba is determined to eat the weight. Anyway, you threaten as much as you like, but I just don't agree.

If you want to kill, you have to do what you want.

Usually he is obedient, and he backs down on many things.

But he was the founding emperor of the Korean Empire. Wouldn't it be a joke if he became the king of subjugation at the same time?

Because of his haste, Hirobumi Ito did not expect that Li Xi would suddenly become tough.

For a while, there was something wrong with him.

You can't really kill him, can you?You can't really start a war.

But the arrow is already on the string and has to be fired.

At this time, Song Binggan pulled Ito Hirobumi aside and whispered a few words: "Ito Supervisor, we don't need to wait for his consent. We can send troops to surround the Qingyun Palace and forcefully complete the Zen ceremony. And let the Japanese Prime Minister in the name of the emperor Call to celebrate the new emperor's enthronement, and announce it to the world, making Li Xi's abdication a fait accompli..."

hiss……

Ito Hirobumi looked at Song Binggan in surprise.

Such a bad idea!

But it seems to work.

At this moment, Li Wanyong hurried in the door.

As soon as he came in, he couldn't wait to say: "Director Ito, I have something to say."

Both Song Binggan and Ito Hirobumi looked at Li Wanyong in surprise.

Didn't he handle his son's funeral at home?
Li Wanyong glanced at Song Binggan coldly.

At this time, Song Binggan was far less powerful than Li Wanyong, so he turned his head aside guiltily.

Li Wan whispered to Hirobumi Ito: "I heard that the supervisor wants to abdicate Li Xi, but the supervisor has overlooked a major event."

Li Wanyong is very good at such tricks as making a head start and exaggerating.

Ito Hirobumi smiled, "Oh? What's the big deal?"

Li Wanyong had already thought up his rhetoric: "The supervisor ignored the loyalty of the Korean guards to Li Xi!"

Ito Hirobumi frowned: "How do you say that?"

"In the guard team, there are quite a few Li Xi loyalists. If they make trouble, it will cause a lot of trouble for the commander. Why don't you let Li Xi abdicate at the same time, and gather the senior officers of the guard team in Li Xi's name?" At the Japanese army headquarters, let the Japanese instructors induce them to lay down their weapons. At that time, we will announce the disbandment of the army..."

Ito Bowen convinced.

He, the supervisor in Korea, is not as smart as the two Korean traitors in terms of deceiving South Korea.

Tricks are more poisonous than one.

The Korean army at this time was trained by Japanese instructors.

Ito Hirobumi thought for a while, if the Japanese instructors really tricked them to put down their weapons, there is a high probability that they will succeed.

Li Xi abdicated and disbanded the army, and the only people who would make trouble were the people.

But the common people are mobs, and Ito Hirobumi doesn't take them seriously.

Sending out a Japanese army squad at will can suppress them.

The next step is to deprive it of its legislative power. Isn't that a matter of course?

Hirofumi Ito patted Li Wanyong on the shoulder: "That's right, Mr. Li's thinking is very meticulous. I decided to do as you said."

Li Wanyong was overjoyed, he didn't see the sadness of his son's tragic death, and his face was flattering like a pug.

They were muttering here, Song Binggan and Li Xi were both feeling uneasy.

Of course the starting point is different.

Ito Hirobumi was in a good mood, and began to carry out two strategies at the same time.

……

Early in the morning, Park Seung Yeol went out.

Xian Yubin was sweeping the floor with a broom and wiping the tables and chairs.

This baby is very conscious of depending on others.

After Zhao Chuanxin washed up, he looked at Xian Yubin who was working, and went into the kitchen.

He bought cold noodles two days ago and soaked them in water last night, so they were already soft.

He lit the stove, and when the fire rose, he took a pot to boil water.

Cook the cold noodles and rinse with cold water.

Pour out the water in the pot, boil the water to dry up, heat the boiling oil, and pour it on the chili noodles and sesame seeds to make chili oil.

Early in the morning, the smell of chili oil alone made the hard-working Xian Yubin salivate.

Zhao Chuanxin began to prepare cold noodle soup, salt, honey, sugar, white vinegar, light soy sauce...

Finally tasted it: "Well, not bad."

No tomato cubes, no cucumber shreds, no chopped coriander.

Zhao Chuanxin just put sliced ​​braised beef in the bowl.

The sea bowl was bigger than a human face, and two bowls full of soup and noodles were served on the table.

"Salted Yubin, don't pretend to be working, wash your hands quickly and come over to eat."

Naturally, cooking must be active, Xian Yubin let out a happy "ah", dropped the broom and hopped to wash his hands.

(End of this chapter)