mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 728 Medicine Box I Li Baoku
Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin's mood seemed to be very stable, Bayar Borer sighed and said, "No one can be arrogant. He has his own destiny; destiny is determined by heaven, so why bother to set up clever mechanisms?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, yes, if you think too much, it will be a problem. If you do too much, it will be the answer. Just do it to the foreign devils."

Bayar's forehead: "..."

Do you really mean this?

He wanted to persuade Zhao Chuanxin to do less killing and cruelty.

He said: "In Dalajol, when people kill reindeer, they wear bear skins to make the reindeer think that bears have eaten them. It can be seen that Changshengtian does not like killing. Killing must have a purpose and needs to be whitewashed."

"No." Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "This only shows that Changshengtian is as easy to be fooled as a reindeer."

Bayar's forehead: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the revolver into Bayar Bol's head, walked to the door of the carriage, opened the door, and glanced at Bayar Bol's head and Zhou Xuexi. Before leaving, he winked at them: " Believe me, some people forget about eating and not fighting, and you will be surprised later.”

After all, he jumped down.

The two exclaimed.

Although the train may not run fast, ordinary people will still be injured if they jump off.

The two of them opened the car windows and looked out, only to find that Zhao Chuanxin was nowhere to be seen.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin left, the carriage was silent for a minute, and the crowd exploded.

A group of foreigners opened the carriage windows and looked out, completely convinced that Zhao Chuanxin had left. Some people cried loudly for the rest of their lives. Men and women hugged each other and cried with joy because they were still alive, and secretly vowed to cherish each other in the next life.

It’s just not necessarily whether you can persist.

But once the huge fear in my heart disappeared, anger followed.

"Fake! This matter is not over yet!"

"This devil must be punished as he deserves!"

"Xie Te, you are so angry with me. I almost couldn't help but kill him just now..."

Bayar Bor and Zhou Xuexi looked at a group of clowns speechlessly.

Now is the time to be patient, right?

It's okay if they don't look at it, but when they look at it, it attracts the attention of many foreigners in the carriage.

Some people started to get up and surrounded them with malicious intentions.

This made Zhou Xuexi uneasy. He also stood up and looked at them warily.

But Bayar's head remembered Zhao Chuanxin's words before leaving.

"You guys, let's just say you two are Chinese. Since you know him, I advise you to quickly reveal this person's identity."

"Yes, you dirty barbarians, when did you dare to hurt us French people?"

"We in Germany cannot be offended, and I will make you pay the price."

"The Tsar will make you damn Chinese go to the gallows!"

Seeing them glaring at him and surrounding him with evil intentions, Zhou Xuexi glanced at Bayar's forehead subconsciously.

Since this person can hang out with Zhao Chuanxin, he must have some skills and be able to protect himself well, right?

Yes, it definitely can.

Bayar stood up slowly, still holding the revolver given by Zhao Chuanxin in his hand, but in fact there was only one bullet left in it.

He did not raise his gun, but turned around and said calmly to Zhou Xuexi: "Do you remember what he said when he just left? I advised him to kill less. He said that foreigners would surprise us, and now it has become a prophecy."

Zhou Xuexi's body was shaken.

He had read reports about Zhao Chuanxin in newspapers, and also heard his father talk about Zhao Chuanxin, and Zhao Chuanxin was well-known among the people in some areas.

But he had always believed that Zhao Chuanxin was murderous and had many criticisms behind his back.

Now it seems that he thinks that Zhao Chuanxin really understands foreigners, and there is a reason for Zhao Chuanxin's massacre of foreigners.

These bitches really only care about eating but not fighting.

Therefore, do not encourage others to do good without suffering others' suffering.

But even if you understand, what should you do now?
Bayarbor said calmly to the foreigners who surrounded him: "In Dalajol, the Evenki people train falcons. They will hang a rocker on the Xilen pillar and place the eagle in it. The falconer will rock them continuously. For three days and three nights, every time the eagles thought it was over, they would start shaking again. Do you know why?"

A foreigner who understood Chinese smiled ferociously: "Stop playing tricks with me! You must pay the price for the tragedy that happened here."

Bayar shook his head and continued: "The falconer said that if you do this, the eagles will forget their self-righteous pride, forget their sky, and get used to living with people. You are now self-righteous eagles, tame them." The Eagle Man is the one you hate so much, and the two of us are the rocker. You can destroy the rocker, but trust me, the Falconer is not far away, and he will come back and rock you even harder."

The foreigner paused, recalling the fear of being dominated by the moody Zhao Chuanxin, and said with an inward look: "He has already gotten off the car. We are walking far away, but he can't find us."

Zhou Xuexi was afraid that if these strong foreigners would attack, the two old guys would definitely be defeated.

He hurriedly said: "Believe me, in the Qing Dynasty, it is not easy to find Qing people who want to escape, but it is easy to find foreigners."

Foreigners look different, dress incompatibly, and their speech and behavior are even easier to identify.What's more, their living area is limited after all.

When the foreigner heard this, he hesitated and stepped back, only to trip over the corpse in the corridor.

He was even more frightened when he saw the corpse.

He murmured: "How about we call the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Qing court and ask the embassy to negotiate. Anyway, these two old guys are not the murderers."

Bayar breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Xuexi glanced at Bayar's forehead with relief: "Are you and I really the rickshaw left by uncle Zhao...?"

Bayar's forehead showed a relieved smile: "Will your identity as a rocker make you dissatisfied? You should know him better than me. Do you think he will be threatened by foreigners with your life and mine?"

Anyway, Bayarber didn't think Zhao Chuanxin would compromise.

Zhou Xuexi trembled.

He suddenly recalled that there seemed to be reports in the newspapers. When Zhao Chuanxin was not so famous, he said something: A foreigner kills one of me, and I kill ten foreigners. If you have the guts, come and kill them.

In this way, both of them can indeed die, but the foreigner will definitely pay ten times the price.

……

In the palace of Prince Karaqin, Soko Kawara has received news of the death of Genharu Aoki and Yoshiro Yokokawa.

She hurried to Shomasa Martial Arts School and met Yoshida Shiro.

"Yoshida-kun, I have an ominous feeling. I think our mission in KLQQ should be over." Kawahara Soko said with a serious face.

During the Russo-Japanese War, she was able to survive the encirclement and suppression by Tsarist Russia's spies and forces and get to where she is today. As a female refugee, she relied not on bravery, but on prudence and strategy.

At that time, she had the royal palace as her backing, and she survived by dealing with various forces.

But the current situation is even more bizarre than before.

Because not only Genharu Aoki and Yoshiro Yokokawa died, but according to the news from the students, there was also news that there had been no pharmacy station in Liangzhou City for a long time.Moreover, there has been a demonic wind blowing recently, and rumors are spreading everywhere on the grassland that the Japanese are killing Western missionaries.

There was a large net that she couldn't see, stretching from west to east, seeming to be surrounding the Karaqin Prince's Mansion, slowly tightening its opening.

It can only be said that the Kara-Qin-Wangfu card is so useful that Yoshida Shiro is reluctant to give it up.

He said: "Your student He Huizhen is safe and sound, so I think we are still safe. After all, we have the backing of the palace."

Kawara Soko's big round face showed some dissatisfaction: "So, please give me the contact information of that big shot. I want to contact him directly to explain the situation to him and ask for instructions."

"I am the only one who controls the identity of the big shot. This is for your safety." Yoshida Shiro kept it secret: "Please wait for the order with peace of mind. If you can return to the country, the big shot will tell me." Kawahara Soko left the Shoumasa Martial Arts Academy very dissatisfied. , after going out, I touched the pistol hidden in my waistband and felt a little relieved.

She was a little fat and had a protruding belly, so she only needed to adjust her belt so that no one could tell she was hiding a gun.

She walked slowly, her hair was in a high bun, she took small steps, and her plump butt swayed from side to side, attracting the attention of many men.

In the Qing Dynasty, thinness was regarded as beauty, but it was mainly white and thin people who looked good when they were thin. This thinness even spread to the feet.

However, for ordinary women, very few can gain weight. They are usually dark and skinny with rough skin. How can they gain weight if they don’t have enough to eat and don’t have enough clothes to wear?

On the contrary, a woman like Kawahara Soko, who is fair and fat, has delicate skin, and has a face like a full moon, can also have a certain number of fans.

Kawahara Soko knew that she had a mediocre appearance and had no advantages, but she was still very happy and proud to get the attention of people like KLQQ.

I just have to find a way to end the mission here as soon as possible and return to Japan as soon as possible to be safe.

……

Because it was already quite late, I only found out where the Kaiping Coal Mine was that day, and then Zhao Chuanxin went to eat at the famous local Yushengxuan.

Zhao Chuanxin likes this kind of popular and bustling place.

After entering the door, he said to the waiter: "I will find a good seat by the window and serve four signature dishes."

The waiter turned out to be a little arrogant: "Sir, you are late. There are many tables and stools by the window, and they are already occupied."

Business at Yushengxuan was good and the crowd was bustling. Zhao Chuanxian didn't pay attention at first, so he said, "Then go to the window seat on the second floor."

"Hey, sir, the second floor is full of private rooms, not even a single one."

Zhao Chuanxin heard something was wrong, pointed to the window seat on the first floor and said, "Isn't it empty?"

The waiter rolled his eyes and said, "No, that's not the place. A few foreign adults and a Daotai from out of town will be eating there later."

"Foreign master?" Zhao Chuanxin was amused, but he did not have an attack this time. Instead, he chose a small table in the middle and sat down.

The waiter saw that although he was tall and well-dressed, he did not mention his background, so he despised him even more.

He raised his head and said with his nostrils pointing to the sky: "You know, our Yushengxuan once cooked delicious food for the emperor, and was rewarded with ten taels of silver. Our shop is full of noble people, and it takes luck to get a seat at the meal. ."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "You're right, I can see it. But even so, it's not a reason for you to show off. Look at your cock, it's almost cracked. Stop inking and hurry up and order the food. name."

The second shopkeeper: "..."

You could say he was proud, he was really proud.

But no matter how proud he is, he is still a waiter.

Although he was angry when he was ridiculed by Zhao Chuanxin in a calm tone, he didn't dare to really make a mistake.

After all, no matter how good the restaurant business is, it is still business, and quarreling with customers is absolutely not allowed.

He could only swallow his words and said: "Two dragons playing with pearls, jade belt shrimps, belly dragon pearls, golden hooked jade pillars, plain carp, white jade chicken breast, chess pieces sesame cakes, Honghu elbows..."

Zhao Chuanxin listened silently, giving up all the ingredients whose names could not be seen, and finally selected four dishes and one soup, without asking the price.

The waiter gritted his teeth and wanted to turn around and go to the kitchen to report. Zhao Chuanxin pressed his fingers on the table to keep him in his place, and said to him with a gentle tone and a smile: "The guest officer is long and the guest officer is short. The guest officer card is full of phlegm." Bowl! Remember from now on, don’t pretend to be cool with the customer. It’s useless, you know? You’re a lot older and you’re still a waiter. No matter how awesome Yushengxuan is, you don’t have any shares. You should be sad instead of being cool with the customer. Official pretense, do you understand?"

The waiter was usually very smooth-talking, but Zhao Chuanxin's words left him speechless, and he could only swallow his anger.

He twitched his cheeks and said angrily, "I know."

"Okay, get out."

The waiter went to the back with his back arched in despair.

Zhao Chuanxin watched with amusement: Damn it, I am a prostate displacement player, why are you pretending to be cool with me when you have nothing to do?
For such a person, even if he had his legs broken and was given a pair of crutches, he would have to be grateful to the players who allowed him to start playing again. Zhao Chuanxin would not hesitate to meet him.

But apparently the waiter also used his own way to retaliate against Zhao Chuanxin - delaying the serving of food.

The dishes on the tables nearby were all served, but the table at Zhao Chuanxin's place was empty.

Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry. He took out a bottle with kvass in it.He took out the beef jerky and a small plate of peanuts brought from the grassland, ate and drank while waiting.

The guy next to me lit up when he saw it: "Friend, can you share some of your kvass (in Russian) with me?"

Zhao Chuanxin immediately shook his head: "The kvass I brewed, only the nobles of the Three Banners of Old Petersburg are allowed to drink it. What banner are you? Chess? What is your relationship with that old guy Alexandrovich?"

Zhao Chuanxin is talking about the reigning tsar at this time, Nicholas II Alexandrovich.

"..." Mao Zi was a little annoyed: "You are so disrespectful to the Tsar, you..."

"Haha, are you biting me?" Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth.

Mao Zi was so angry: "Do you dare to tell me your name?"

"Don't change your name when you're walking, don't change your surname when you're sitting down. The old Petersburg is decorated with yellow flags, and the medicine box is the first generation of Li Baoku."

"..."

While arguing with Mao Zi, they saw a group of people entering Yushengxuan.

The previously arrogant waiter was as humble as a pug, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"Come in, please, adults. Seats have been reserved..."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly put the hat on his head and lowered the brim.

Because he found that there were three foreigners and one Chinese.

Among them was a foreigner whom Zhao Chuanxin also knew. It was Gustav von De Cuilin who he had beaten up in Tianjin Guards.

It turns out that the foreign adults the waiter mentioned were them.

The guy was still chattering: "You are so rude and rude, you are not a gentleman at first glance."

"You're such a talkative fool." Although Zhao Chuanxin was paying attention to the situation there, he still kept bickering with that guy: "The battlecruisers in my pond can't even run out of coal, so why are you pretending to be a gentleman all day long? , are you right?"

Maozi: "..."

The uppers of De Cuilin's leather shoes were badly chapped, and the cuffs of his suit were badly frayed and frayed, which showed that his life had not been satisfactory in the past two years.

But he still looked majestic and said: "It's not the elegant room, is it? I don't like the elegant room, it's boring."

The waiter smiled: "It's not a private room, it's the best seat by the window."

"Yeah, not bad." De Cuilin nodded and made a "please" gesture.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed that although De Cuilin let the other two foreigners go first, he walked to the Taoist platform first.

Apparently he was looking at the dishes.

As for the Taoist priest, his face was not angry, but rather condescending, willing to be inferior to others.

As they gradually approached and passed by, Zhao Chuanxin heard De Cuilin say: "Mr. Weiying, please take a seat."

The foreigner named Wei Ying held his suit in his arm and said to another foreigner next to him: "Isaac, this is the etiquette of Chinese dining tables. Sit north as top, face the door as top, and left as respect..."

Of the four people, Zhao Chuanxin now knew three of them, except for the Taoist, whose name was unknown to him.

Daotai consciously sat at the bottom.

Zhao Chuanxin put his tongue against the corner of his mouth, looking at Daotai's servile appearance, he was very angry.

(End of this chapter)