The child's mother thought that she was already trapped in the Yama Temple, and she was happy and sad to reunite with the child underground.

Someone reminded her: "It was Mr. Zhao who saved your child, and you are still in the world." ”

The child's mother was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand in disbelief, and pressed it continuously on the child's face, and found that the flesh and blood were warm, and the bones of the little rabbit cub who loved to mess around were still strange.

He's really alive.

I couldn't help crying again.

After crying, she pulled the child to "puff" and knelt for Zhao Chuanxin.

"Engong, it is difficult to repay the great kindness and virtue as a cow and a horse.

Son, kowtow to Engong. ”

The boy knelt down ignorantly and kowtowed.

Before, he couldn't see or hear anything underwater, struggled for a long time, and was suddenly lifted up the river.

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin and firmly remembered Zhao Chuanxin in his heart.

Zhao Chuanxin put his clothes on his shoulders and forcibly accepted the mother and son.

In addition to Zhao Hongzhi, the second generation of the Zhao family, Zhao Chuanxin, the fifth generation of the Zhao family, said that he was not afraid of anyone's kneeling.

Anyway, after today, I'm afraid we won't meet again, except for accepting the bow, Zhao Chuanxin won't be able to get back any interest.

If you don't ask for anything in return, who will do good in the future?

After the two of them kowtowed, Zhao Chuanxin said loudly: "Get up, the boat is shaking badly, don't fall down again, I have to kowtow to save you again." ”

“……”

The mother and son thanked them again and finally got up.

The ship talked about it with relish, but the captain of the ship looked very unnatural.

Waiting for Zhao Chuanxin to sit back in his seat, Jin Wuzhi added fuel and vinegar to talk about the ship's boss's death and not saving the woman.

Zhao Chuanxin was noncommittal after hearing this.

If you deal with stupid people, then he will drop his IQ.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was unmoved, Jin Wuzhi had no choice but to give up.

After a while, he asked: "Mr. Zhao, you are under the river, have you really seen the Dragon King?" ”

The people in the front and back seats also pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

The hunt for this kind of thing will never be enough.

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "The dragon king of fart." When I went down just now, I saw that it was a big log, very thick. This is supposed to be the work of Little Japan, who cut wood upstream, occasionally using the river water to transport a section, perhaps the log that slipped through the net. ”

Little Japan plundered natural resources outside the Kansai Territory.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin is not good, at least he has preserved the natural resources within a radius of one hundred and fifty miles around Lugang Town.

Everyone suddenly realized.

No wonder I felt that the hull of the ship shook violently, it turned out that it was hit by wood.

If the wood is soaked in water for a long time, it may not sink, but the wood that absorbs the water is especially heavy, and it is already a great creation if it does not knock the boat over.

At the same time, everyone looked strange.

Since it is wood, Zhao Chuanxin is hugging the neck of the Dragon Lord, and scolding or something, so naturally he is bragging.

But they all believed it.

It's really ashamed to be tight.

And a little embarrassed.

And the ship finally came to shore.

Cho Chuanxin and Kim Moo-ji landed on the land of Sinuiju, South Korea.

Jin Wuzhi took out the documents given by Wu Luzhen and handed them to the Japanese military police who inspected the Jiang'an port.

The Japanese military police looked at the documents, and then looked at Zhao Chuanxin, who was tall and shirtless.

Zhao Chuanxin also looked at him with a smile, and said in his heart: If the little devil dares to say "no", he will kill you.

Someone next to him kindly explained: "This gentleman just saved a child, so his clothes are wet." ”

The Japanese military police nodded, returned the documents, and let them go.

Jin Wuzhi breathed a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps, this is called good people have good rewards.

This level is over.

The Japanese hated Zhao Chuanxin to the core, and the name on the document was naturally forged.

If the Japanese knew that the person in front of them was Zhao Chuanxin, they were afraid that there would be a big mess.

After passing, he wiped his forehead: "I'm scared to death." Mr. Zhao, let's take a carriage and go directly to the train station. ”

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay, you can do it, anyway, I don't understand what you are saying." ”

Known as the "stick", Kim Wuzhi is not annoyed.

If Zhao Chuanxin asked Nuan politely, he might be furious in his heart.

Due to the frequent presence of Japanese people, there are many Japanese four-wheeled carriages in Sinuiju.

The two of them got on one and headed for the train station on the Gyeongui Line.

Along the way, Zhao Chuanxin saw a lot of "wonders".

He scolded in his heart: Korean dramas such as Dae Jang Jin are all lies.

The woman on the street, that hairstyle is not much better than that of the Qing Dynasty woman.

There were men in white robes everywhere on the street, as well as farmers and people wearing coarse cloth, with white stripes tied on their heads.

Passing by a well, Zhao Chuanxin found that the way Koreans carry water is very different from that in China.

Not a carry, not a shoulder, but a wooden board was made behind the back, carried like a school bag, and the flat shoulder hung on the board.

It's not about carrying water, it's about carrying water, which is kind of interesting.

On the carriage, Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the side of the road and said, "Little gold, what is that roe deer rat guy doing?" ”

The title of "Little Gold" always made Jin Wuzhi feel that he was a eunuch.

He was ashamed to explain, "It was a samurai, a samurai of the Korean Empire. ”

The movie of the stick really beautifies their history.

This samurai is dry and short, with a roe deer and a rat eye, and has no heroic temperament at all.

He also carried a nondescript saber around his waist.

It's very different from the tall, burly and handsome samurai in the stick movie.

After that, Zhao Chuanxin saw a very peculiar means of transportation.

"I'm Cao, what's that? It's so technological. ”

When Jin Wuzhi saw it, he couldn't cry or laugh: "It's a cat car, also called Yixuan, just like a sedan chair in the Qing court, only nobles and military attaches with status can ride." ”

The Korean sedan chair is very peculiar, and there are parallel bars to hold on to the front and back, but there is a single wheel in the middle, and there is a seat above the single wheel, on which people can sit.

In this way, the two sedan chair drivers only need to hold it up, pull and push, and the unicycle sedan car can move forward, saving time and effort.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "It seems that your Korean Empire is still in front of the Qing court in the technology of transportation. ”

Jin Wuzhi couldn't figure out whether Zhao Chuanxin was ridiculing, so he didn't say anything.

The Gyeongui Line is a 500-kilometer railway line that stretches from Sinuiju in the north to Seoul in the south.

From buying tickets to entering the station, Jin Wuzhi ran errands alone, and he communicated throughout the process.

After getting into the car, Zhao Chuanxin took out the canned food and gave it to him: "Make do with it, when you get to the place, I will invite you to eat and drink spicy food." Do you have any food at the stick? ”

Jin Wuzhi thought for a while: "In terms of food, the set meal from the palace is relatively good. Then there is ginseng chicken soup and rice cakes. Crab rice ......"

A set meal is like a small bowl of food, and even less than a small bowl of food. It doesn't matter if it's meat or kimchi, it's all thrown away, the chopsticks are dipped twice, and the chatter is done.

Maybe it's the Korean court, and life is relatively poor.

Zhao Chuanxin listened and couldn't help but interrupt and said, "You haven't eaten anything good." ”

"......" Jin Wuzhi was embarrassed: "It's not as big as the Central Plains, and the land of projectiles that is not rich in products can only be like this." ”

Like Kim Moo-ji, it represents the hearts of Koreans at this time, who are not as forced as later generations, and feel that they are the center of the universe.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly thought of a kind of food, sweet and sour, salty, and his tongue was full of relish.

I haven't eaten it in a long time.

He asked, "Is there cold noodles in your country?" ”

"What is this......" Jin Wuzhi thought for a while: "I vaguely remember that this is the food over there in Pingxiang, some of which are not on the table, and the poor eat them." ”

"It's not good to be on the stage, it just so happens that Zhao is an ordinary family. You buy me some when you go back, and I'll take it with me. ”

The heart says that if it doesn't taste good, you won't do it.

He had traveled to Jeju Island before, and asked for a cold noodle locally, and Zhao Chuanxin immediately slapped the table when he ate:

What a few things.

After eating a few bites, I threw the rest away.

It can be seen that the place of origin is not necessarily good, and the authentic one may not be delicious. But in this era, I haven't seen cold noodles anywhere else except Korea.

Jin Wuzhi was a little confused.

If you don't eat the good things of the Eight Classics, you have to ask for some cold noodles. It's an ordinary family, and it's really powerless to complain.

There were no twists and turns along the way.

At this time, the Korean people were very docile, Zhao Chuanxin's gaze has always been very aggressive, he looked east and west, and the people on the train turned their heads and did not look at him.

I don't know if I dare, but there are other things.

This made Zhao Chuanxin feel bored, and the journey was too boring.

……

Seoul, Deoksugung Palace, Junmyeongdang.

On the throne, sitting is the founding emperor of the Han Empire - Li Xi.

Next, the first prime minister of the Korean Empire, Lee Wan-yong.

The second is the various ministers.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was stiff and tense.

Li Wanyong was a well-known Korean traitor, pro-Russian in his early years, later pro-American, and pro-Japanese after the Russo-Japanese War.

Last year, he admonished Ito Hirobumi that he would abolish Li Xi's throne.

For various reasons, the matter was postponed to this year.

Taking advantage of his pro-Japanese status, Li Wanyong became the prime minister of the cabinet this year, and the true meaning of life has reached its peak.

At this time, it was the time when he was proud of the spring breeze, and he didn't even take Li Xi in his eyes.

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and finally stood still, staring at Li Xi with burning eyes: "Your Majesty, do you still insist on not abdicating?" ”

Li Xi's body trembled.

In the past, it was a tactful persuasion, but today, this fang bluntly forced him to abdicate.

Li Xi was furious: "I would rather die and never abdicate!" Qing and the others will sell me to the superintendent! ”

Li Wanyong sneered: "It's all come to this point, I didn't expect that Your Majesty still wants to love that throne, what's the point?" ”

"Humph!" Li Xiqi's chest rose and fell: "I'd rather die than be the king of this dead country!" I advise you to die of this thought. ”

"My majesty." Li Wanyong showed a compassionate look on his face. "When will you be able to see the situation? Taking advantage of the fact that Ito Hirobumi was in charge and before he showed his quick sword, His Majesty knew the times and abdicated, and perhaps he could still retain his wealth. Otherwise, hehe......"

The threat is strong.

Li Xiangyi, the Minister of Parliament and Political Counsellor, said angrily: "Li Wanyong, you are a courtier in vain, and today you dare to say something to force Your Majesty to abdicate, you traitor, you will not die well!" ”

Li Wan squinted at Li Xiangyan: "I am thinking about the second half of Your Majesty's life, what qualifications do you have as a little political counselor to talk to me like this?" ”

Li Xiangxuan's eyes were red, and he bared his arms and sleeves and wanted to step forward desperately.

On the stage, Li Xi sighed secretly when he saw it.

There are loyal ministers, but there are not many.

The rest are either in cahoots with that Li Wanyong, or they are grass on the wall, and whoever is strong will fall to whomever they want.

Today, if Li Xiangyu is really desperate with Li Wanyong, he will lose a loyal courtier again.

So he coughed loudly: "Shun Wu, retreat." ”

Koreans who inherit Chinese culture also have characters, and Shun Wu is the character of Lee Sang-suo.

Li Xiangwei looked at Li Xi, and then looked at Li Wanyong, and stood aside with a cold snort.

Li Wanyong smiled proudly when he saw this, and then put on a posture that he didn't want to see you in general.

You don't deserve it!

After Li Xi finished speaking, he looked at Li Wanyong, his face was gloomy, and he said, "I am tired today, and the rest of the things will be discussed tomorrow, so let's step down."

Shun Wu, you stay. ”

When Li Wanyong left, he whispered to Li Xiangxiao: "As a courtier, you must pay attention to proportion. What you say and do is all related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and you must not allow yourself, Your Majesty, and even the country to fall into a situation from which you will never recover. ”

Li Xiangwei gritted his teeth: "You don't need to teach a thief!" ”

"Do it yourself!"

After everyone left, Li Xi retired the eunuchs and palace maids who were waiting.

"Shun Wu, come forward."

Li Xiangyan stepped forward angrily: "Your Majesty, Li Wan is really deceitful with this thief!" ”

"Don't be angry, I expected it. Last year, he plotted to abdicate me, there is no impermeable wall in the world, I already know. I left you today to discuss with you, what should I do in this matter? After all, there are many courtiers who belong to Hirobumi Ito, but there are few courtiers who belong to me, hey......"

Li Xiangzhu saw Li Xi's decadent appearance, and couldn't help but feel sad.

He choked up: "Your Majesty, you must not abdicate." Otherwise, Daehan will really die. ”

"Hey, I know I can't abdicate." Li Xi was helpless: "But you also saw it." Li Wanyong dared to bring it up in front of everyone today, which shows that he has been instructed by Ito Hirobumi. It's okay if I'm dead, but the prince is cowardly, and if I die, he will become a puppet of the Japanese. ”

The crown prince Li Kun is also a tragic character.

In fact, whether Li Xi dies or not, he will eventually become a puppet.

Li Xiangyu restrained his sadness and said: "If they persecute repeatedly, then let the crown prince succeed to the throne, and Your Majesty will still secretly control the court, or the situation can be temporarily saved." However, this can only be a last resort. For now, we should think of something else. There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of people with hearts! ”

Li Xi's eyes lit up: "What is the plan, Shun will come quickly." ”

"This year, the Second International Peace Conference will be held in The Hague, the Netherlands. For the sake of today's plan, why don't Your Majesty secretly send an envoy to the Peace Conference of All Nations to expose the truth about Japan's invasion of Korea, and call on the European and American powers to restore the sovereignty of our Korean Empire! ”

The reason why I say secret dispatch is because at this time South Korea has been deprived of diplomatic rights by Japan. Foreign affairs are not up to the emperor.

Li Xi's breathing began to become heavy: "So feasible? ”

"Feasible!"

"Who can do this?"

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go!"

Li Xi thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "Nowadays, Korea is under heavy surveillance by Japan, and loyal ministers such as me and Er are the top priority. If you want to escape, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. ”

"After today, then Li Wanyong thinks that he will pay close attention to the minister's actions. Therefore, whether it is a handwritten letter or a letter of appointment, the minister must not carry it, otherwise it will be discovered. The minister could go to Majima and stay there in the name of running a school. Your Majesty will choose another person, and go to the island with the documents to meet with the ministers, and then find a way to go to The Hague at that time......"

Li Xi clapped his hands: "Okay, just do it!" ”

……

When the train slowly moves to Seoul.

After Jin Wuzhi got off the train, both legs felt flickering.

And Zhao Chuanxin, as if he was nothing, jumped at the train station and moved his hands and feet.

"Little gold, find a place for us to eat, and then go to the hotel to sleep well and recharge."

Jin Wuzhi said: "Mr. Zhao, the boss has explained, let's keep a low profile." ”

"Lower-key?" Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "That's okay, then you can find a five-star hotel in a while." ”

“……”

Go out to wave, and don't spend your own money, why doesn't Zhao Chuanxin enjoy it?

Fear?

He can't write this word.

Every time he goes abroad, he has a kind of pleasure of letting the birds fly and the sea is wide and the fish jumping.

This pleasure comes from being able to do all kinds of evil, to be able to kill people and set fires.

What's polite with fucking sticks and little Japan?

Besides, no one here knows who he is, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

Jin Wuzhi was helpless.

It's not about the money, as he said, it's better to keep a low profile.

There are good hotels, but they are usually built in the embassy area, and the entry and exit are either rich or expensive, and a large number of foreign ministers are stationed, of course, there must be no shortage of Japanese, which is too eye-catching.

But when Zhao Chuanxin spoke, he couldn't help but listen.

Before coming, Wu Luzhen said that everything was subject to Zhao Chuanxin's arrangement.

The place where the two of them eat is not much magnificent, it is just a simple restaurant.

Once inside, Kim ordered crab rice, kelp stewed pork, ginseng chicken soup, and some dishes of boiled seafood.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the clear soup and little watery food, slapped the table and shouted: "Waiter, do you have any sticks and hot sauce or something, serve me some." ”

Jin Wuzhi hurriedly coughed: "Ahem, Mr. Zhao, be quiet, be quiet." ”

It's really tiring.

If there was really a waitress, Zhao Chuanxin saw that the top of her head was like a very thick marijuana flower, and she even trembled a little when she walked, and she felt tired for her.

And it's ugly.

He said, "Little Jinzi, you tell her to let her take it easy, don't break her neck." ”

"Mr. Zhao, let's have nothing to do."

Jin Wuzhi was helpless.

Fortunately, the sauce was brought up, and Zhao Chuanxin took an empty plate and poured it in, and ate the kelp pork dipping sauce.

The chicken soup is swallowed in one bite, and the coo dong is a bowl.

Jin Wuzhi picked up the chopsticks slowly, and saw that a large piece was missing from the plate and bowl.

He was dumbfounded.

After a little hesitation, Zhao Chuanxin poured most of the remaining chicken soup into his bowl.

"Don't say it, the taste of this chicken soup is okay, and it is a fight with the steamed old hen chicken soup outside our gate."

After that, Gollum ......

Jin Wuzhi looked at it, this is not good, if it goes on like this, a bowl of chicken soup will be gone.

He just took advantage of this gap and scooped the bottom of the sea bowl with a big spoon, barely enough for half a bowl.

As for Zhao Chuanxin, he went up with a chopstick and sandwiched the ginseng with the thickness of his little finger into his bowl.

He also said with a heartfelt voice: "Little gold, look at you as thin as a little chick, you will definitely not be able to make up for it after eating this ginseng." I'm as strong as an ox, so I don't have those worries. ”

"I ......"

Jin Wuzhi is depressed, why is he thin and a chicken cub? I'm strong too, okay?

Whenever you eat with Zhao Chuanxin, there is no one who does not eat.

Jin Wuzhi's meal was also round.

After eating, you will burp until you are full!

Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Originally, I was going to have a treat, but I suddenly remembered that bringing money would affect the beauty of my clothes, so I didn't bring money when I went out."

Let's settle the score, let's go for a walk in the imperial city of Korea. ”

“……”

What about a treat?

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