mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 279 Zhao Chuanxin When Dying

Seeing that the adjutant's eyes were red, Uehara Yusaku's anger gradually subsided, and he said in a deep voice, "What about the remnant soldiers? Where are our artillery?"

"The artillery was captured by the God of War team. The remnants and reinforcements are outside Guluji Ridge, and they did not act rashly, waiting for your instructions."

Hearing that the artillery was gone, Yusaku Uehara's forehead twitched with veins.

He let out a long sigh: "If we attack overnight, maybe we still have a chance. At that time, Zhao Chuanxin and the God of War team were at the end of their strength. Although our reinforcements were on their way, they were more energetic than them, so we might be able to win in one go." Next. Now, there is no chance. Call the army back, and I personally apologize to Commander Hasegawa..."

All the people in Korea are staring at the news of the God of War team and the Japanese army.

You can't hide this kind of thing.

On the third day, newspapers spread the news of the God of War team all over Seoul.

At this time, South Korea is divided into three levels of administrative regions, namely city, county and area.

These newspapers slowly spread from Seoul to surrounding counties.

Pu Zehu was drinking morning tea and reading current affairs with a newspaper.

"Daehan Daily News" said: William Carlo Weil, the US Minister to Korea, visited the Lotus Temple, which coincided with the battle between the God of War team and the Japanese army in the mountains.The U.S. envoy witnessed the battle. Zhao Chuanxin fought against [-] Japanese troops with one manpower, and then the God of War team joined the hand-to-hand battle.The battle was horrific, with countless casualties, and the scene was unbearable to look at.The Japanese army was defeated and retreated.The US Minister said that during the Russo-Japanese War, Tsarist Russian soldiers suffered from Japan-phobia.Today there are Japanese troops suffering from fear of Zhao again.In addition, in this battle, the name of Gulujiling Meat Grinder may be passed on to Zhao Chuanxin for his bravery...

Pu Zehu choked on the tea and coughed for a long time.

One man fighting five hundred Japanese troops?
Is Japan Suffering from "Fear of Zhao Syndrome"?
Paleo Kee Ridge Meat Grinder?
This US ambassador to South Korea is so fucking daring to say it.

In fact, William Carlo Weil, on the one hand, was bragging.

He witnessed a shit fight, which was just made up in order to show his courage when he was interviewed.

Yankees love this tune, they like to blow the kind of bullshit that shows manliness.

As for the number of the Japanese army, he heard the total number of the Japanese army's leading troops and follow-up reinforcements, and added a little exaggerated embellishment after deliberation to get the number.

To put it bluntly, it is also bragging.

While bragging, they are also burying the Japanese.

Although Pu Zehu couldn't believe the numbers in the newspaper, he at least knew that the God of War team had won this battle.

Putting down the newspaper, he looked relieved, feeling that the 10 yen was not in vain.

At least it's not like the previous investment, which was in vain and hasn't caused much waves.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, he couldn't help getting up and pacing back and forth.

"This Zhao Chuanxin really has some tricks. I don't know how much of his ability to do business accounts for his ability to fight? Should I listen to him?"

In Qingyun Palace, Li Xi received the aggressive Ito Hirobumi in his office.

After Ito Hirobumi entered, he sat down on a chair and said with a serious face: "Your Majesty, I am familiar with the connection between the palace and the thugs. I have evidence that the palace provided funds to the thugs."

Li Xi's face changed slightly.

After he was forced to abdicate, he originally wanted to be called the "Emperor Supreme" in an attempt to continue to control power secretly.

However, this was rejected by Hirobumi Ito, who directly called him "Emperor Tai".

In terms of details, Ito Hirobumi is very precise.

Li Xi couldn't get in touch with Zhao Chuanxin and Park Shengyeol recently, so he sent people to secretly contact the volunteer activities of the people and quietly provide anti-Japanese funds.

He was as stubborn as a duck: "I didn't."

Ito Hirobumi sneered: "Not only that, but I also know that Emperor Tai has secret messages and secret messages with Koreans in Shanghai, Puchao and other places."

Puchao is Vladivostok.

Now Li Xi couldn't sit still.

If the previous words were just to deceive him, he would be unable to refute the latter words.

But how would the Japanese know?
Could it be that the eunuchs and guards closest to him were also bribed by the Japanese?

What he didn't know was that Hirobumi Ito was actually secretly monitoring the telegrams from the Daehan Palace.

No matter what telegram he sent, it would definitely appear on Ito Hirobumi's desk immediately.

But Li Xi doesn't understand the tricks of this high-tech technology.

"You..." Li Xi was terrified, but still insisted: "I didn't!"

The excuse is very pale.

"Hehe, His Majesty the Emperor Tai, in order to ensure the safety of the Emperor Tai and not be infringed by mobs, our Japanese police advisor will replace the security command of the Qingyun Palace. From now on, the Imperial Palace will implement the 'gateway' system to clear the palace ban, without a supervisor. People with tickets issued by the government are not allowed to enter the palace."

My Cao, Li Xi's head buzzed.

Blood rushed to his head.

Ito Hirobumi wanted to cut off his connection with the anti-Japanese forces outside the palace, leaving him in a helpless situation.

Then he has no chance to stand up again.

At this time, Ito Hirobumi's secretary Sen Taijiro hurried in and said a few words in Ito Hirobumi's ear.

Ito Hirobumi stood up suddenly, turned his head and took a deep look at Li Xi, then turned his head and left.

Li Xi really wanted to know what Mori Taijiro and Ito Hirobumi said.

Hundred claws scratched his heart, impatient.

After Ito Hirobumi left, the little eunuch delivered today's newspaper.

Li Xi quickly picked it up, anxiously wanting to see what happened.

He saw the news that Zhao Chuanxin and the God of War team had defeated the Japanese in Gulujiling, and immediately stood up excitedly: "Okay, I knew that Zhao Chuanxin would not disappoint me! Ito Hirobumi probably received the Japanese army. The news of the defeat made me eager to leave."

The more he looked, the happier he was, and his face flushed.

The little eunuch comforted at the side: "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body and don't get too excited."

Li Xi flipped through the newspapers at the back.

There is also no shortage of Japanese mouthpieces.

For example, the "National News" of the pro-Japanese faction "Yijinhui" has a completely different tone: Recently, a thug Zhao Chuanxin led a team of thugs to start a fierce battle with the Japanese army at Gulujiling.The mob team suffered heavy casualties, and Zhao Chuanxin was seriously injured and was dying.The Japanese army retreated tactically, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback, and took down the mob team in one fell swoop.The general trend is going, and anyone who dares to stop it is like a mantis holding a car.Zhao Chuanxin's downfall is imminent...

Li Xi's nose flared up, just like the reaction of some people in later generations after seeing the comments of those who opposed his camp on the Internet, it was exactly the same.

"It's unreasonable to ignore the facts and turn black and white..."

But looking at it, he thought of something, and said to the little eunuch: "Hurry up, while Ito Hirobumi is in a state of desperation, hurry up and send someone out of the palace to spread the news that "National News" has turned black and white."

He was afraid that this kind of report would really affect the public, so he wished he could parade in the street and give a speech.

When the little eunuch arrived at the door, Li Xi hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, find someone else, find a way to contact Zhao Chuanxin, and say that the Japanese want to imprison me..."

……

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin, who was "on his deathbed," was sitting on the ground in Qinglong Hall, with piles of guns and scattered bullets in front of him.

With that night spent, he needed to refill his ammunition depot.

Ning An was kneeling beside him, and with his slender and pale fingers, he stuffed bullets into the magazine one by one.Although slow, the work is quite delicate.

Ning An suddenly had the courage to ask, "Mr. Zhao, how many people have you killed?"

"I have never killed anyone. I faint when I see blood. I am just a child of an ordinary family."

"..." Ning An has never seen someone who can tell lies so smoothly. "Mr. Zhao, are you afraid when you kill people?"

"I'm scared. I'm scared to death. I always close my eyes and pull the trigger."

"..."

Li Xiuji entered the main hall and brought back some ingredients with a shoulder bag.

He came in excitedly and said, "Mr. Zhao, Captain Park and the others have already transported the cannons, guns and ammunition to Suwon. In Gyeonggi-do, not only are Korean merchants and people covering them, but some flag merchants have turned to us. There is a lot to do."

That day, Zhao Chuanxin sent people out to investigate and found that the Japanese army had no courage to continue attacking Gulujiling.

He asked Park Shenglie to take the captured mountain artillery and field artillery, and distributed them the guns and ammunition brought in from the arsenal, and called the large troops from Zhanshen Island to go all the way south, into the mountains to find a base.

Zhao Chuanxin is not surprised at all: "The Japanese army can't control the whole of Korea at all. Merchants and businessmen are all greedy for profit. If you have milk, you are a mother. Be a villain first, and then give some sweets. It is better than being a good person and occasionally doing evil. The effect should be strong. Didn’t Lan Tian say, put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha immediately. We are now the Buddhas of those Japanese flag merchants.”

Lan Tian Haoxuan, who had just entered the Qinglong Hall, stumbled and fell.

It was taken out as a negative teaching material again.

Li Xiuji said again: "There is one more thing. Didn't you ask someone to inquire about Li Wanyong? You must not have guessed that this bastard, after his son committed suicide in shame and indignation, he shamelessly and his daughter-in-law Ren Shi adultery."

The people in the hall are not sleepy all of a sudden.

They raised their ears one by one, waiting for Li Xiuji's next words.

Zhao Chuanxin clicked twice with a horse brand in his hand.

His eyes were bright: "Have you seen that Ren family? What does he look like?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin's attention was on Ren's appearance.

Li Xiuji said in astonishment: "This was discovered by your little baby intelligence team. I didn't see what Ren's looks like."

"Little widow, this identity has a halo bonus. If you are more coquettish, tsk tsk..."

Zhao Chuanxin clicked his tongue.

"Uh... and also, Li Wanyong seems to be planning to take his widowed daughter-in-law, Mrs. Ren, to Onyang Hot Spring in Yincheng County for recuperation, and to avoid the limelight by the way, because the people of Seoul are very unfriendly to traitors recently. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event Great opportunity."

Zhao Chuanxin understood that he was talking about the assassination of Li Wanyong.

"After Li Wanyong, you still need a chance?" Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "Why do you still treat him as a wrist?"

He was injured, and the reason why he is still in the Lotus Temple is because once he moves around, the wound hurts too much.

So he didn't act with the God of War team.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that Lantian and Xinzhi were also here, so he waved to them: "Come over to work and help me fill the ammunition."

The fly in the ointment is that Maxim's ammunition is all consumed.

The economic lifeline of Korea is controlled by the Japanese, unlike the Qing court which had many compradors who could blatantly purchase arms.

This is also the reason why Daehan's righteous soldiers have been tepid.

Some domestic salt owl horse thieves can expand their troops as long as they have money.

Without Zhao Chuanxin, many Korean patriots would go to the Qing court for activities.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that Li Xiuji was suddenly depressed, and asked him, "What's wrong, do you want a wife?"

Li Xiuji was immediately embarrassed, he hesitated and refused to answer.

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "I heard Park Shenglie talk about you and your wife. You are so young, you know, it's a good thing to be dumped."

This is the life experience that Zhao Chuanxin summed up after going through the era that was bombarded by all kinds of information, and having a few relationships with various collapses.

If you want not to be disappointed, never get your hopes up.

At this time, there were no such words as "dumped" and "split".

Li Xiuji felt that the word "dumped" was really expressive.

So he was even more depressed.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder, pressed his shoulders by the way, struggled to stand up and move his hands and feet, and said: "between men and women, just try to find something new in the first two years. After that, love becomes family affection. If she dumps you, you also Don't use knives and guns to scare people. At worst, get divorced, and get a fresh one? Look at Li Wanyong, how good is he at playing?"

Li Xiuji was numb.

He had never heard of these three views.

"This, I don't agree with."

"It's okay, after a long time, I will agree."

Lan Tian next to him laughed out loud.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he quickly shut up and turned serious.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Lan Tian: "You remind me of an old friend. That old man is studying in Japan now, and he seems to be busy singing foreign operas every day, and playing cross-dressing girls. You bald donkeys, you don't behave well It's really puzzling that Hongchen's company is so chic, and he insists on becoming a monk. One day, if he wants to become a monk, you can go to Lantian to persuade him not to be overthinking it."

This stick beat all the monks in the room once.

Lan Tian smiled wryly: "If that friend of Lord Zhao's benefactor wants to become a monk, there must be a reason for becoming a monk. Such a thing cannot be persuaded."

"Hehe, you can't persuade him well. I'll take him to the God of War squad, the Backwater Army, and the Lugang Town Insurance Team for a round of training. I'm sure he'll be so tired that he won't have any thoughts."

Zhao Chuanxin had heard a saying before, saying that the army is the best place to train people.

He also had friends from the army before, but for some reason, those few were all poisonous, which made Zhao Chuanxin shake his faith.

But at least the training intensity of the Lugang Township Insurance Team is second to none, and Big Vat Peach and Blowing Water Foal are the best examples.

The two were trained to be submissive, and all the stinky problems on their bodies disappeared.

At this time, Ning An suddenly raised his head and raised his pretty face: "Mr. Zhao, I want to go with you, no matter joining the God of War team, the backwater army, or the insurance team."

Everyone was taken aback.

I don't know if Ning An took the wrong medicine or something.

With such a delicate and weak body, can he go to battle?

Lan Tian persuaded: "Ning'an, your parents put you in the temple, not to make you a real monk, I guess they want you to increase..."

He couldn't go on.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, huh?Could it be that he wanted Ning An to increase his masculinity?
No one else listened to what Zhao Chuanxin said just now.

Only Ning An moved his mind, and his eyes were firm: "Mr. Zhao, please promise me."

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin: "You can think about it. If you fight a war, you will bleed if you don't sweat. After entering, no one will be polite to you. You will be delayed, and you may be squeezed out."

He wished that all the people in Korea would join the anti-Japanese ranks.

It's better to make it difficult for the little devil to move.

"I will work hard, and I will never regret it. Instead of wasting my time in the temple with the green lamp ancient Buddha, even if I die when I go out, I will die vigorously."

Using this soft-spoken voice to utter such passionate words makes people feel very inconsistent.

Xinzhi was the first one who was not willing to listen. He pointed at Ning An and said, "What is this called? We are also waiting to save all sentient beings."

"Go, go, get lost." Zhao Chuanxin chased away the flies and said, "Who the hell can you save? If you have that strength, it's better to save the Japanese devils."

If Gods and Buddhas all over the sky work, how can there be so many tragedies in the world?
Xin Zhisan ran.

There are no years in the caves and towers, but there are gods in the clouds.

In temples, it is easy to lose track of time.

Early morning three days later.

Zhao Chuanxin woke up early, went to the monastery after washing up, lifted his elbows and twisted his hips, and did radio gymnastics.

Li Xiuji came out yawning, and asked, "Mr. Zhao, what kind of martial art is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin was doing side exercises, and said: "This is called 'Nine Suns God's Exercises'. There was once a man who, at the age of eleven or twelve, had already reached the realm of practicing emperors. It was so terrifying. Even the immortals I, who is invincible, will retreat even if I see him."

Li Xiuji was shocked.

Zhao Chuanxin was able to fight one or two hundred Japanese soldiers by himself, but none of them could beat the "Fucking Emperor"?
He sighed: "If you can get a glimpse of his style, you will have no regrets in your life."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "It's not difficult to meet him. If you live another 103 years, if you are not dead, you will be able to meet him."

It really is Emperor Cao, and it will take more than 100 years to see him.

Li Xiuji secretly made a note to tell Park Seungyeol about this "Fucking Emperor" in the future.

Park Seung Yeol seems to be writing a book about the God of War Zhao Chuanxin, which should be of interest to him.

After finishing the radio gymnastics, Zhao Chuanxin was refreshed: "Come on, let's go to eat quickly, and go down the mountain to study Li Wanyu after dinner."

"Mr. Zhao's injury healed?"

"The mortal body is also divided into realms. Bright energy, dark energy, transformation energy, alchemy energy, strong energy, seeing gods are not bad, and now I am seeing gods are not bad. How can a mere injury make me move? "

"..."

If Li Xiuji remembers correctly, Zhao Chuanxin's heart-piercing howl echoed over the Lotus Temple that day.Even the birds around the Lotus Temple were too frightened to fall from the trees.

It seems that he still doesn't know what moving is.

In Seoul, more than 2000 people spontaneously took to the streets to demonstrate.

It is sunny and sunny.

Patriotic groups such as the Korean Self-improvement Association and the Douyou Association followed the parade crowd and gave patriotic speeches everywhere.

"Your Majesty, don't abdicate!"

"Slay the traitor!"

Their slogans are not very uniform, but they generally fall into two categories.

One is to retain Emperor Li Xi and prevent him from surrendering the ruling power.

The second is to denounce traitors.

When they passed the office of the "National News" newspaper, the official newspaper of the "Yijinhui".

Someone shouted: "This newspaper ignores the facts, slanders the God of War, Zhao Chuanxin, is dead, turns the truth upside down, we smashed it..."

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