mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 949 I will marry your wife and raise your son
Having said that, Zhao Chuanxin was not too worried.

There are too many enemies to defend against.

But the murderous intent arises from the heart, and evil comes from the courage.

Because Tang Qunying was in the car, Rebecca Levy suppressed her restless heart and stayed calm along the way.

But her wet eyes kept glancing at Zhao Chuanxin.

When they arrived at the government office, Zhao Chuanxin called everyone to a meeting.

The prefect has returned.

The entire government office was talking about this matter at this time.

Old Zhao usually keeps a low profile, but he is actually the mainstay of the entire Hailar area.

Zhao Chuanxin sat at the top, supporting his cheek with his hand, his eyelids drooping, as if he was half asleep.

The black puppet craftsman was reviewing official documents under the table, and Zhao Chuanxin glanced at them hastily over his glasses.

When encountering mistakes, omissions or disagreements, Zhao Chuanxin would tap the table with his index finger, and the stars and the moon would pause.

If Zhao Chuanxin knocks once more, it means affirmation, and if he knocks twice, it means rejection.

As for suggestions, Xingyue would usually list them one, two, and three. Zhao Chuanxin would use different knocks to represent the choices. Xingyue would then manipulate the black puppet craftsman to write quickly. After a moment, the writing would be completed and the document would be turned over.

Prefect Zhao did not need to say a word, as he was able to review the mountains of official documents fluently.

If the multiple-choice question given by Xingyue is not among the ones given by Magistrate Zhao, a light slide of the finger will indicate that it will be skipped and left for the second review.

Zhang Shouzeng, Hu Da, Hu Er, Rebecca Levy, Wu Ye, Hu Wari Yantai, Yang Sang'a, Yang Sangdaxi, Jiang Jian, Tang Qunying and others arrived one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin never raised his head, and everyone remained silent, thinking that he had done something wrong but dared not speak out.

If Yao Jia was there, she could make jokes and the atmosphere wouldn't be so serious.

After everyone had arrived, Zhao Chuanxin raised his head, looked around, and understood.

"Gah? Why aren't you talking?"

Everyone looked at each other, some looked across, some lowered their heads at the table, some pursed their lips, and some felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

Zhao Chuanxin straightened his face and said in a low voice: "You are buried in the abyss, and my head is covered with snow. The bandits' attack this time was mostly caused by Zhao. So many soldiers died. I am ashamed."

When these words were spoken, everyone was surprised.

There is an old saying that one general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers. We are all vying to repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace and to support Yulong and die for you.

But Zhao Chuanxin felt guilty for the deaths of his soldiers.

Hu Er stood up and said, "Your Excellency is wrong. Oxen and horses work hard but eat nothing but fodder. They are whipped all the time and die without anyone offering sacrifices. Your Excellency has never mentioned reforms, let alone new policies, but Lubin Prefecture has benefited from your Excellency for a long time. Since I was a child, I have heard the Han people say that a clean prefecture can earn you 100,000 silver coins in three years. Your Excellency is honest and upright, and is loved by everyone. The five-wing general manager and officials at all levels of the government all respect you. It is a worthy death to die for your Excellency. I am willing to die for you!"

The Hu brothers are usually taciturn, and no one expected Hu Er to say such words, which made everyone somewhat moved.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and motioned Hu Er to sit down.

He said: "The deceased is gone, and pensions will be paid in a timely manner according to the rules and regulations. Soldiers at all levels will be rewarded for their merits and promoted. Departments at all levels will cooperate in catching thieves, and those who have made contributions will be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes will be punished."

Everyone was relieved.

This is not an attitude of questioning.

Zhao Chuanxin set the tone, leaned back, put his left arm around the back of the chair, and placed his right hand on the table. He asked, "Tell me, what are the specifics? I only saw the general intelligence."

Hu Daxian reviewed what happened that day, but skipped the part about Yao Jia being seriously injured.

Hu Er added: "Sir, most of these people are Japanese and Russian soldiers, all veterans of hundreds of battles, well-trained and well-equipped. It would be a lie to say that there was no premeditation."

Zhang Shouzeng nodded and said, "Afterwards, I notified the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Russian Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and they flatly denied it, insisting that the invaders of Lubin Prefecture were bandits and had nothing to do with them."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but take out his cigar and light it up: "Very good."

Well, everyone knows that the prefect is angry.

Cigars were lit and blood flowed.

Hu Da gave Zhao Chuanxin a booklet: "Sir, this is their sharpshooter's booklet."

Zhao Chuanxin took it, flipped through it, squinted his eyes and said, "This is a range card, a must-have for snipers. Snipers survey the terrain in advance, mark the distance to protrusions, and calculate the best shooting angles for the enemy. I wanted you to train snipers, but I didn't expect them to get there first. Look, it says here that when shooting on horseback, the aiming angle should be offset by 0.13 degrees. Let the bullet fly for a while, let the horse run for a while. This is called professionalism."

Zhao Chuanxin also needs a lot of details when performing long-range sniping.

Liu Yonghe and Du Lizi are both sharpshooters, and they hold their breath and concentrate when they aim.

However, the time they hold their breath and concentrate will not exceed 7 seconds. When they are fast, they can fire in an instant and hit the target with one shot.

Neither of them understood the principle, and they just told Zhao Chuanxin: "If you don't hit quickly, your arms will shake and you will definitely miss."

But Zhao Chuanxin knew the reasons.

If you don't shoot within 7 seconds, your heart rate will rise, and your muscles will become unstable due to lack of oxygen for a long time while holding your breath. If you want to hit the target again, you must adjust your breathing again.

In ancient times, archers did not rely on aiming to hit the target, but simply raised the bow and shot.

There are many similar tips.

Compared to them, Zhao Chuanxin is more like a wild person.

But no matter how things change, they remain essentially the same.

For example, the outstanding shooters like Sun Yanguang and Wang Long from Lugang Town have "academic" shooting skills that have become a system.

This kind of foundation is exactly what the Gray Axe Army of Lubin Prefecture lacks.

Hu Da was silent.

It has only been a short time, but the Grey Axe Army has made rapid progress to reach its current size.

Hu Er said quickly: "The thieves are cruel and cunning, and they can hurt people everywhere, which is shameful. Their quick-firing guns are equipped with unprecedented equipment. Please take a look, sir."

Zhao Chuanxin took over a Mosin-Nagant rifle equipped with an optical sight and said, "Huh? Interesting."

The United States has had scopes for a long time. The scope of this Mosin-Nagant is similar to an American antique. It is very long and looks very cumbersome.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that some optical laboratories in Germany had begun researching sights.

It is said that there is already some progress.

Obviously, Tsarist Russia lagged behind Germany in this regard and still used the old method from the American War of Independence, making an elongated monocular telescope as the aiming mirror.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and shook his head slightly.

Except for people who have received special training, this thing is useless and cannot be popularized.

He suddenly remembered the crystal eyes of true vision of the puppet soldiers improved by the old emperor on the battlefield of Rune City.

Hu Er added: "In addition, I also seized several portable bombs."

Zhao Chuanxin took it and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing.

The appearance of this grenade is really hard to describe.

There is a large square head on top of the wooden throwing pole.

Hu Er said, "When this bomb is used, a wedge is inserted, which is the ignition device. Pull out the bolt on top, and the spring inside will pop out, exposing a section of the firing pin. It will explode after five breaths. During this time, the bomb can be thrown out."

Everyone was curious and wanted to take it and have a look.

Hu Da frowned and said, "Everyone, please do not underestimate this lantern-like bomb. If it explodes, none of us at this table will survive."

Everyone was shocked and no longer dared to ask for toys.

Zhao Chuanxin handed it back to Hu Er: "This is called a grenade. Let me show you mine."

Zhao Chuanxin threw the Xingyue M1908 grenade to him.

Hu Ershou took it in a hurry, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "This... was made by the adults?"

The Xingyue M1908 grenade is much more sophisticated than the simple grenade made by the Russians.

It looks like a work of art, not a disposable item.

It is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it. Its excitation device is reasonable and simple.

"Yes, I did it. I'll let you guys see how powerful it is later." Zhao Chuanxin claimed the title of inventor without blushing or breathing heavily.

Hu Er respectfully returned the grenade to Zhao Chuanxin, because he didn't understand the principle and didn't dare to tinker with it.

Zhao Chuanxin asked them, "Anything else?"

Hu Da said in a bleak tone: "There are also mines and quickshooters. The mines they buried killed and injured more than ten Grey Axe soldiers and more than twenty patrolmen. The quickshooters drew their guns and shot immediately. There was no way to avoid them at close range, which caused us a lot of suffering."

Hu Er added: "They also have stun guns..."

Zhao Chuanxin thought that the troops formed by Japan and Tsarist Russia to deal with him included snipers, quick shooters, mine soldiers, grenadiers, and machine gunners, which really was a plan that left nothing out.

They are all special forces.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly changed the subject: "Why didn't General Manager Yao come?"

Everyone was silent.

Rebecca Levy had no choice but to stand up and say, "General Manager Yao was seriously injured. He was hit in the arm. Fortunately, his arm was saved in the end, but I'm afraid he won't be able to do heavy work in the future. Now General Manager Yao is recovering at home."

The long-barreled scope of the Mosin-Nagant next to Zhao Chuanxin's hand shattered with a snap.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was crushed by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "Is there any news about that team now?"

Hu Er said: "After tracking them, we found that they went west. Maybe they went to another place to hide from others. Or maybe they went over Choibalsan Mountain to Chechen Khanate or Kulun area."

Zhao Chuanxin took a puff of his cigar, and the smoke made his face unpredictable.

His voice came out from the smoke: "Just when we were worried that there was nowhere for meritorious officials to be promoted, they were eager to offer us land."

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

The prefect had the idea of ​​"expanding the territory".

Out of consideration for the situation, Zhang Shouzeng persuaded in a deep voice: "Sir, there are rebels jumping up and down in the grassland, and the court is turning a blind eye to it, and it is about to lose its territory. Why not report it to the court and order the minister in charge of Kulun to investigate and suppress the bandits, search for the traces of the rebels, and capture the rebels? If we rashly attack the Chechen Khanate, I am afraid that the court and the public will be shaken, and Lubin Prefecture may be attacked from all sides!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "You can report to the court first and say that I am leading people to suppress the bandits. Regardless of whether the court allows it or not, you can tell them that I have already led the troops to set out."

Zhang Shouzeng was helpless.

After dealing with Zhao Chuanxin for a long time, I have some understanding of his character.

He settled for the next best thing: "Sir, no matter what, there are still four days before the New Year. Let's spend a peaceful New Year first."

This can be done.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and said to Hu Da: "Collect intelligence, survey the terrain, and we will send troops to suppress the bandits next year."

The meeting adjourned.

Zhao Chuanxin put the official document in his pocket, left the government office, and went straight to Yao Jia's house.

Yao Shijie looked in good spirits. Instead of being depressed because his arm was half disabled, his face was rosy.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: "Is it the New Year? Why do you look so happy?"

Yao Jia felt a little guilty: "What's the point of being happy or not? Sir, you are joking."

"Something is wrong. It's definitely wrong." Zhao Chuanxin looked left and right. "Tell me, what did you do to steal and harm the world?"

"It's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding." Yao Jia's heart was beating wildly: "That's not the case."

"What?" Zhao Chuanxin was confused.

Yao Jia then realized that the prefect knew nothing.

He coughed twice. "Since you are here to visit a patient, it is a private matter. Chuan Xin, you said that I am not young anymore, but I have only one wife and have not taken a concubine. Is this reasonable?"

For private matters, don’t call me “sir”, just pass on the torch.

Zhao Chuanxin blinked his eyes and said, "Brother, what's wrong with this? Everyone lives this way. Bachelors can be seen everywhere in the government office of Lubin Prefecture. You have lived a pretty good life. When your old friend passed away, you married his daughter and took control of his property. Is this something a human being can do?"

"..." Does it sound like cursing? Yao Jia sighed and changed the subject: "I was shot at that time. Later, there was a rumor that I took the bullet for you, just because you and I look a bit similar. As a result, I ended up with a disability. This is fate, alas..."

As he spoke, Yao Jia looked worried, as if the future was worrying.

Zhao Chuanxin could only say, "Brother, let me go out and come back to your house. I will definitely bring two kilograms of cooked beef as an apology."

Zhuo, it's a good thing you can say that.

Am I fucking extorting two pounds of cooked beef from you?

Yao Jia coughed: "Cough cough cough, I'm afraid I'm not going to make it. Please take care of my wife and children."

I thought Zhao Chuanxin would feel very guilty.

Zhao Chuanxin patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry. I will marry your wife and raise your son. There is nothing more delicious than dumplings, nothing better than a sister-in-law, and nothing better than a brother's son."

"Zhao!" Yao Jia finally broke through: "I want compensation."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why are you beating around the bush? Tell me, what compensation do you want?"

Yao Jia grunted and said after a while: "Recently, Xiao Ling'e has been taking care of me often. I am a married man, so I naturally have many concerns, but the young lady's kindness is hard to refuse. After thinking about it, the only way to repay her is to take her as a concubine..."

These words were somewhat shameless and Yao Jia blushed.

Zhao Chuanxin's face suddenly became solemn and he remained silent.

The air is stagnant.

Yao Jia’s face froze.

I Chao...could my guess be wrong? Does Chuan Xin really have any improper thoughts about Xiao Ling'e?
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. After a while, Yao Jia couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Chuan Xin, do you have any concerns?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "I am very cautious!"

"Uh..." Yao Jia's heart skipped a beat: "What are you worried about?"

Zhao Chuanxin slapped his forehead and said, "It's almost the New Year, so there will inevitably be more petty thefts. I can't even remember if I forgot to lock the door when I left home this morning. After all, Nina went home to visit her family today, and there was no one to look after the house. This is a taboo in the underworld."

Yao Jia: "..."

He asked angrily, "Do you agree or not?"

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "Xiao Ling'e is Hu Er's sister. You want to take her as a concubine, but you don't go to Hu Er to propose marriage. Is it right for you to tell me?"

Zhao Chuanxin had no idea about Xiao Ling'e.

It really has nothing to do with him.

Wilhelmina longs for him to become her husband every day, and Rebecca Levy is obsessed with that thing from morning to night, either because she is addicted or for some reason. How can Zhao Chuanxin have the energy left to flirt with other women?
The only intellectual one is Miao Cuihua, who has the lowest cultural level.

Sister Hua is the best – Zhao Chuanxin thought happily.

She is an experienced person, with many tricks but few problems, generous and charming, but not clingy, she practices balancing skills diligently and is full of energy, she talks a lot of flirtatious words, and occasionally acts like a coquettish person, making people unable to stop.

If worst comes to worst, my disciple’s mother… cough cough.

Of course nothing happened, but it was exciting.

This kind of stimulation helps maintain family harmony on both sides and promotes passion in bed...

Yao Jia relaxed his mind and began to speak more freely.

Only then did he reveal his anger.

Who wants to be disabled?
He gnashed his teeth and said, "I want revenge. I wish I could kill all those damned Russians and Japanese!"

It just doesn't show up normally.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette for him and then lit one for himself.

Smoke blew out of his nostrils, and he said grimly, "Don't worry, after the New Year, we will suppress the bandits first. After that, I will go to Sakhalin Island to set up a peacekeeping bureau and forcibly maintain and promote the unrest between Japan and Russia... Uh, I said it wrong, it should be to maintain and promote peace!"

(End of this chapter)