mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 837 Treaty of Wushen

Master Jia asked Zhao Chuanxin: "You said that the Desert Emperor is afraid of you now?"

Zhao Chuanxin boasted: "I can't say I'm afraid, I can only say I'm scared to death."

Feng shui takes turns, and there is a king every year.

Everyone suddenly became excited: "Then we can go out?"

Master Jia stretched out his hand to stop them from talking, and said to Zhao Chuanxin with a solemn expression, "Show me your helmet."

Zhao Chuanxin handed him the helmet. Master Jia frowned after looking at it and said, "How is this possible? How many times have you inspired the dragon's breath?"

"Well...it happens eight times out of ten."

Master Jia said: "One black dragon core can be sprayed up to twenty times. You have already consumed half of it."

"Ah this..." Zhao Chuanxin's heart seemed to be on a roller coaster, falling from king to diamond: "Why isn't it infinite?"

"How is that possible?" Master Jia said earnestly: "I have already advised you to use it sparingly."

The Desert Emperor slaughtered all the ninth-level craftsmen who knew how to make puppet soldiers and puppet craftsmen, leaving only Master Jia who hated him to the core; Zhao Chuanxin snatched away the black puppet craftsman and destroyed the white puppet craftsman with a mouthful of sticky phlegm. Now he has Lost the ability to continuously create puppet soldiers.

He didn't know how many black dragon cores Zhao Chuanxin had in his hands. The most important thing was that Zhao Chuanxin had the old sacred altar and he didn't. Now he only had the advantage of having eyes all over the city.

It can only be said that he and Zhao Chuanxin are worth eight pounds and eight liang.

Master Jia sighed and asked Zhao Chuanxin: "After doing this, you can finally take us away safely, right?"

After he finished speaking, everyone, including Master Jia, hung their heads in frustration.

After walking a hundred or ten meters, I saw the patrolling puppet soldiers.

Both sides stopped to look at each other, but no one made a move.

Some people couldn't help but push the door and go out to take a look. They shrank back and said excitedly: "What the Fearless Pioneer said is true. There are really no puppet soldiers guarding the outside."

Zhao Chuanxin swallowed back what he blurted out, took a deep breath and said, "What do you think will happen to you if the Desert Emperor intercepts you?"

The armor parts with intertwined black and white patterns bulged and fell off from the soft gold, which was not too big. Zhao Chuanxin couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.

"I'll cover it." Zhao Chuanxin readily agreed.

Xingyue used strong runes to plant armor on the soft gold spit out by the ripples on the wall.

Everyone looked at each other, and someone asked uncertainly: "Will he die?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't offend the river, otherwise I wouldn't be easy to mess with."

Zhao Chuanxin followed the script but said he was stunned.

"You must stick close to me to have a chance to escape from Rune City. We are like a key ring. If we lose it, we will be a whole bunch of keys. If we die, we will be destroyed."

Every time Zhao Chuanxin said something, everyone's faces turned pale.

Just as Zhao Chuanxin wanted to speak, Xingyue wrote on the ground again: Don't take them away in a hurry. You still need Master Jia to help you build some equipment. He has skills that I don't understand. It's best to let him stay with you for a while so that I can learn from him.

Xingyue's appearance at this time was very cute. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Chuanxin with her front four eyes in confusion, while her back four eyes looked at the refugees with pity.

After giving them a good blow, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Don't worry, I don't think I'm strong enough yet, so, Master Jia, don't worry either. I'll take you away when I'm strong enough. I need your help."

He left the den where he had worked hard to sell his stolen goods and came to the streets of the city.

With Xingyue assisting, Master Jia began to work.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of sorrow: "When you think you may die, don't be sad, at least your judgment is correct."

The man: "..."

"Of course, don't think that you have been cursed by the gods. Why? Because the gods don't care about your life or death at all..."

Zhao Chuanxin coughed lightly: "It doesn't matter, the Desert Emperor doesn't know my background. At most, I won't provoke him, but he doesn't dare to provoke me easily. It's easy to take you out."

Zhao Chuanxin was not sleepy for the time being, so he watched from the side.

"Of course." Zhao Chuanxin said sincerely: "We have signed a contract."

Zhao Chuanxin watched Xingyue scratching on the ground and said according to the script: "Um... I want to use strong runes to grow a new pair of armor on the piece of soft gold in my hand, and you have to help me reverse the fragments of the true vision runes. , installed on the devil's foresight, and put the devil's foresight into a new helmet. In addition, I will also use the reversed true vision rune fragments to make a pair of glasses..."

Xingyue knew that Zhao Chuanxin originally had a pair of devil crystal glasses, and it wanted to make two new pairs of glasses with more powerful functions for Zhao Chuanxin. One pair was made of the devil's foresight and was installed on a new armor helmet. For daily wear.

As the parts fall off, the soft gold gets smaller and smaller, until only a fingernail-sized piece remains.

Two hands can never be as busy as six. At first Master Jia did it himself, but when he found that Xingyue could do it much faster than him if he just said it, he only used his mouth and not his hands.

Zhao Chuanxin gave out paper and pen, Xingyue took up a pen to write tadpole text on the notebook to communicate with Master Jia. Master Jia scratched his head: "Temperature control rune fragments? There are fragments of temperature control runes in Rune City, but we don't have them in our hands. We can't get out, where can we go?" Get temperature control rune fragments?”

Xingyue looked at Zhao Chuanxin and wrote in the notebook: Go out and sell goods at a stall to make money to buy temperature control rune fragments.

"This world is fair. People who are stronger than you can kill you, and people who are weaker than you can easily kill you refugees at this time."

The puppet soldiers could not talk to each other. Zhao Chuanxin was only far away. The puppet soldiers were on the opposite side of the street, and he passed parallel to him on this side of the street.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned.

Zhao Chuanxin might not be able to kill him for the time being, but it would not be easy for him to control Zhao Chuanxin like he did before. A slight mistake would be a disaster.

"How else can I help you?" Master Jia was disappointed at first, but then gained new hope.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't think that on the surface Rune City is still very dangerous, but you don't know that there are also undercurrents surging behind the scenes."

This is actually his idea, he wants to stay in Rune City and open a store.

Sure enough, the puppet soldiers did not move.

Zhao Chuanxin left the city with peace of mind.

The main purpose of leaving the city is to load sand.

The sand was transported back to the city, and Zhao Chuanxin built a house adjacent to the sweat-swept den, just as he had drawn at the negotiation venue.

After giving "me" a sample and delivering the drawings, Zhao Chuanxin exited the state.

[The shop I want to build is very large. I have to transport sand back and forth several times. Only the general outline has been completed until dark. Details such as display racks and warehouses still need to be completed tomorrow. 】

[After dark, I didn’t stay outside and chose to go back to the Blood and Sweat Stolen Cave to rest. 】

Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old God Code" to refresh his physical strength.

The next day, he didn't go anywhere and stayed at the mountainside hut for the whole day.

He knew that Zhang Shouzeng and the others and Kosovitz would at best complete the "Peace Negotiation Outline" today and write the "Delivery Treaty of Hailar" tomorrow. It would be quick if they could publish the "Protocol" the day after tomorrow.

This treaty will eventually be called the "Treaty of Wushen". Zhao Chuanxin requested that it must be signed before October 10th because he had to rush to the capital.

On this day, Zhao Chuanxin did nothing else but "blowing glass" in the hut.

At night, he opened the "Code of the Old Gods" and transferred all the sheets of flat glass, glass tableware, and ornaments to it.

[The left side of my shop is filled with fused quartz glass products, while the right side is empty. 】

[I hung a sign outside the upper bunk - Luxury Store. 】

[Under the brand is written a row of small words - Nobles' Choice. 】

[As soon as the store opened, people came to visit. 】

[This man came well prepared. His car was parked outside the door. When he came in, he humbly asked me the price of plate glass. 】

[After I quoted the price, the customer readily paid the gold coins and swept away all the flat glass. 】

Zhao Chuanxin sneered.

If the Desert Emperor hadn't sent someone to buy this, then he would have eaten the glass.

If you dare to buy, I will dare to sell.

The Desert Emperor was frightened by Zhao Chuanxin's mouthfuls of thick phlegm. Only fused quartz glass could block the dragon's breath.

Zhao Chuanxin was not worried. The gun, the No. 13 ball... even a stone were the nemesis of fused quartz glass.

The Desert Emperor can use a glass shield to defend himself against others, but not him.

On the third day, Zhao Chuanxian was still making glass at home.

This is like any other job. As long as there is interest stimulation, it can generate a continuous motivation in people's hearts - work for a while, work for a while, and it will be dark if you persist...

At night, more glass was made that day than yesterday.

It was also sold out during the refresh.

[Flat glass sells the fastest and is sold out as soon as it opens. But sales of other glass products have been slow. 】

But on the fourth day.

[Flat glass is still cleared out of stock first, but today many customers came to buy tableware and ornaments. They are willing to spend a lot of money on gorgeous and luxurious things with extremely low cost performance. The sand people outside Rune City have trouble even having food and clothing. The sand people of the Salamander tribe are worried about mushroom slime, but the rich people in Rune City are competing to pursue every detail and quality of life. 】

In three days, Zhao Chuanxin sold more than 100,000 gold coins. On the fourth day of opening, the Desert Emperor stopped buying flat glass. The market for wealthy households in Rune City stabilized, and Zhao Chuanxin no longer had to rush to work.

He went to Hylar, found a gold shop and asked a goldsmith to melt a gold coin with a big eyeball.

The goldsmith, with chapped fingers and a wrinkled face, raised his eyebrows in the middle and said with a naturally bitter face: "We are the first gold shop in Hailar that uses large weights to weigh Sima Ping. The money made from this gold, according to In Western terms, it contains 2.2/10 ounces of gold.”

Zhao Chuanxin was a little confused when he heard about the ounces. He simply asked: "According to your experience, how many oceans can this gold coin be worth?" The goldsmith raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "This gold coin is a bit weird. It’s extremely beautiful, and I don’t know which foundry it came from. In my opinion, it’s worth ten yuan.”

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but twirled his fingers.

The Desert Emperor has contributed a lot to him these past two days.

Is more than one million oceans okay?

The only difference is that the idiot no longer buys glass.

Every day, sporadic selling points are given to the wealthy households and nobles in the city, but the speed inevitably slows down.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it in his mind. Doing business there would be extremely profitable, and he didn't know how much gold was produced in the two continents.

It's just that the money is not spent. I'm afraid I won't have enough money to buy a temperature control rune fragment. It's better to build some long-term industry there.

While he was beating Xiao Jiujiu, the goldsmith asked, "Are you planning to sell this little gold?"

"Get out."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care how much the goldsmith had lost, so he randomly took 5 yuan and went out.

Not bad at all, you know?

After going to the negotiation venue, Zhao Chuanxin saw everyone there.

Although he has not come these days, the chief position is still vacant and no one dares to occupy his position.

Zhao Chuanxin sat down and said, "What have you been busy with these days? Hurry up and sign."

Zhang Shouzeng coughed and took out the map to remind: "There is a conflict here. Minister Kusowici thinks that Obo should be established here in Kapuse Getui, and I think it should be established in Kadaya."

Zhao Chuanxin took a quick look and was almost surprised not to laugh out loud.

Zhang Shouzeng seems to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and learned to pierce the flesh of Tsarist Russia from Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhang Shouzeng also wrote the word "田" in a subtle way on the table.

Aixinjueluo Yikuang saw it, and Xu Shichang also saw it. Both of them were like old monks who had entered meditation without commenting.

Let's watch them perform.

Zhang Shouzeng pushed 120 miles outward on the left bank of the Ergun River, and pushed another miles north on the originally requested land area. No wonder Kuosowici disagreed.

In fact, Zhang Shouzeng wanted to push it further. There was a mature field cultivated by Russians, and the output was not small.

For fertile fields like this, the annual tax revenue after acquisition is quite considerable, regardless of whether the people are Russian or Han in the end.

Zhao Chuanxin said seriously: "Korsowici, this land should belong to us, because I built a house near here a long time ago."

"..." Once you build a house, the land becomes yours? Kuosowei smiled angrily: "Mr. Zhao, please understand me. If you all listen, I think you should also understand me. Mr. Zhao, your request is completely unreasonable. Please be more sincere."

"If everyone understands you, then how ordinary do you have to be, Mr. Kusowicz?" Zhao Chuanxin responded with emotion and reason: "If you want to be sincere, I sincerely need this land. Because What? You know, we Chinese like land, and so do I. I still don’t have a piece of my own land, and I think it’s very good here.”

Zhao Chuanxin blinked and looked at Kuosowici sincerely.

Everyone: "..."

Who does this shameless person look like?

Zhang Shouzeng transformed the original 4500 square kilometers of land into more than 13000 square kilometers now. The increase is too outrageous.

That's why the negotiations reached a deadlock.

Kosowici took a deep breath: "Everyone, do you know that this is impossible? Do you know that it is impossible?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the map again.

He knew Zhang Shouzeng had good intentions, but there was no point in dragging it out.

He stood up, pushed the map to the center of the table, pointed to a few places and said: "Pull across from the Dauria area and go north to Kadaya. If you add these extra things, you can send me Zhao Chuanxin. How about me?" It’s also about saving face, and this requirement must be met even by Nicholas II in person.”

Originally, Zhang Shouzeng marked 1.4 square kilometers, but after Zhao Chuanxin eliminated some mountainous areas, the remaining flat land was about 9000 square kilometers.

Kuosowici frowned, took a deep look at Zhao Chuanxin, and asked meaningfully: "Mr. Zhao, if I can give you this piece of land as a personal favor and attach it to the treaty, will you Can you promise that you will no longer cause trouble to our country and His Majesty the Emperor?"

Zhao Chuanxin clasped his hands together, resting his chin on his fingertips, and said vaguely: "Well...then I will really be grateful. I will regard it as the friendship of Nicholas II, a fight between friends." It's nothing, but a reconciliation will be reached in the end. In the past two or three years, I will develop and build Lubin Mansion in a down-to-earth manner and will not trample on this friendship."

People who are familiar with Zhao Chuanxin really want to laugh.

Look, Zhang Shouzeng lowered his head deeply.

Kosowici took another deep breath: "Then, let us settle this grudge today."

This time Zhao Chuanxin did not leave. He waited with peace of mind for everyone to write vigorously. Both sides checked carefully to make sure there was no sloppiness in this kind of thing.

The press box also waited for the results with peace of mind.

After Zhang Shouzeng and the others checked it, they handed it to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took a rough look and found detailed records of future workers' rights and maintenance along the railway line, as well as patrol police guarding the road along the way.

In addition, there are the division of territory, the new labeling of Obo, and the amount charged by Luguan Changguan.

Zhao Chuanxin's territory did not have any money for the Chinese people, and Tsarist Russia did not dare to add this.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to that one and said, "Huh? When importing goods from our country, don't you Russian merchants pay extra gold?"

The faces of Kuosowici, Wu Sadi and others turned dark.

On purpose?

Zhang Shouzeng couldn't bear to listen anymore and coughed.

Zhao Chuanxin looked like he suddenly realized: "Oh... I thought whoever wins the war can give extra money to the other country. It seems that I was wrong. Let's continue."

The press box buzzed with discussion.

Zhao Chuanxin's words were definitely an insinuation of scolding the British.

George Lynch felt very embarrassed. He always felt that Zhao Chuanxin had eyes on the back of his head, as if he had been staring at him with that aggressive gaze to provoke him.

He recorded in his notebook - Zhao Chuanxin is a person who can't get rid of the dirt in his eyes. He is a man who doesn't care about anyone's face. He has the special ability to embarrass the whole audience...

There was a lot of fuss and it was not until very late that both parties were satisfied.

Zhao Chuanxin signed his name, fingerprinted and stamped the Treaty of Wushen.

Aixinjueluo Yikuang's hands were shaking a little, but he also signed, drew and stamped.

In duplicate, both in Chinese and Russian.

Xu Shichang shouted immediately: "Quick, show it to me."

In fact, he has seen it countless times.

But the treaty with the signatures and seals of both parties seems to have changed drastically, as if it contains Yan Ruyu and a golden house, which makes people want to watch it endlessly.

He looked excited, swallowed several times, and his eyes almost fell into the paper.

"Good, good, good!"

Xu Shichang said yes repeatedly.

Wu Luzhen couldn't bear it anymore: "Mr. Governor, can you let me take a look too?"

Xu Shichang reluctantly handed him the treaty.

Wu Luzhen began to breathe rapidly.

A true man should make great contributions to the world.

Who wouldn’t envy this treaty?

He has already thought about how the Chinese people will view Zhao Chuanxin and how the world will view Zhao Chuanxin when today's news comes out.

This honor, no matter who is placed on his head, will make him laugh out of his dreams.

Finally, Aixinjueluo Yikuang wanted to take away the treaty.

But Zhao Chuanxin stopped him: "What are you doing?"

Aixinjueluo Yikuang: "..."

He was a little annoyed: "Of course I will take it back to the capital!"

"You bring it? What if you lose it? It's okay to bring it into the capital, but you can't bring it. I'll send someone to deliver it."

"What? This is unreasonable!" Aixinjueluo Yikuang was furious.

Even though he was a dissolute man who loved money all his life, after all, he negotiated on behalf of the court.

In the past, it was Li Hongzhang who took the lead, and in the past, Li Hongzhang was the one who suffered the infamy. This time, Aixinjueluo Yikuang was so lucky that he also got an honor.

"You are so corrupt, what if you sell the contract midway? Your whole family has an unreliable mind, how can I trust you? Damn, Zhao is really worried about the Qing Dynasty!" "

Everyone was holding back their laughter.

Zhang Shouzeng almost burst out.

Only Aixinjueluo Yikuang covered his chest and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You, you, you..."

However, Zhao Chuanxin put away the "Wushen Treaty" and said to the ground: "Ah...tui!"

(End of this chapter)