Xinzhi was not bad, when William Karlo Weir appeared, the faces of many people in the God of War squad showed cowardice.

This kind of "cowardice" of the stick, which I don't know where it started, has been consistent in history and has been extended to future generations.

Now they have Japanese dads and American dads behind them.

But in Zhao Chuanxin's opinion, as long as this "cowardice" exists, the God of War team will never become a climate.

When they are gone, they are destroyed.

Xinzhi stood behind William Carlo Weir and vividly interpreted the fox and fake tiger might.

The face full of horizontal meat showed a smug smile of dog fighting people.

Zhao Chuanxin was very dissatisfied with everyone's reaction,

He sat down on the ground and beckoned to William Karlo Weir: "Come, come, come and speak." ”

Big-eared melon seeds don't smoke you, I don't know what my surname is.

William Karlo Weir, with a serious tone and a dignified complexion, did not move forward.

He said dissatisfiedly: "I am the ambassador of the U.S. Embassy in South Korea, William Carlo Weir. Who are you with such rude and rude attitude? ”

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "It's not a great character, the poor monk Shizun Jizo is like the strongest Dharma sea on the surface of the Buddhas hunting demons and crazy demons, Amitabha, good, good." ”

William Carlo Weir's face stiffened, and he turned his head and asked Xinzhi, "What's his name?" ”

"Eh, Jizo, mad demon, Fahai......" Xinzhi didn't remember it all after hearing it twice.

There is no difference between Korea and Daeqing.

There is a definite chain of fear.

But when it comes to the armament related to Han Ting, William Carlo Will is not very afraid.

He said with a straight face: "No matter what Fahai you are, please leave immediately." Otherwise, I will report to you, the former Emperor of Korea, the truth about today's events, and you will pay the price for your arrogance and rudeness. ”

"Oh, you go, take my brother Li Xi with me for me, and tell him that the matter will be settled soon."

“……”

I'm Cao.

With the former Emperor of the Korean Empire, Lee Hee-bai?

Even if Li Xi abdicates, after all, his status is noble, and his status is there.

Seeing that Zhao Chuan's salary was not advanced, William Karlo Weir raised his civilization staff, paused on the ground, and emphatically said: "In addition, I will also report this matter to the Japanese Commander Ito Hirobumi." ”

The heart said that Li Xi or Ito Hirobumi, there must be someone he is afraid of, right?

When it comes to Lee Hee, both Lee so-gil and Park Seung-yeol are a little nervous.

It was an instinctive reverence for imperial power, especially Park Seung-yeol, who was a member of the emperor's guard not long ago.

But when it comes to Hirobumi Ito, they are not afraid.

Zhao Chuanxin said "oh": "Didn't you United States still simulate a war with Japan?" Can you command the movement of Hirobumi Ito? ”

William Karlo Weir snorted: "This is diplomacy, nothing else, Ito will understand this." ”

Now South Korea's diplomatic power has been deprived by Ito Hirobumi.

Zhao Chuanxin said indifferently: "Then you go, if you don't have an umbrella, I can lend you a hand." ”

William Carlo Weir's face froze.

Left and right is unscrupulous?

He took a deep breath: "Listening to your English, which is biased towards the American Southern accent, who are you?" ”

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin and wondered how he would respond.

Especially Park Seungyeol and Lee so-gil.

Lee so-gil is also a Korean-American.

Zhao Chuanxin, who didn't want to reveal his identity, saw the jealous looks of Lee so-gil and Park Seung-yeol and others, and knew that he had to give them a boost.

On this day, he really broke his heart.

He smiled and said: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, when you return to China, remember to bring a good message to Da Luo for me, and wish him a Merry Christmas in advance." ”

The three words "Zhao Chuanxin" came out, and William Carlo Weir's head "buzzed".

"You are the executioner of the Far East......"

At the beginning, Zhao Chuanxin and Da Luo had a conversation in the air, which was familiar to the American people.

The name of the Far Eastern outlaw can stop children crying at night in the western United States.

Da Luo's old guy was probably frightened at the time, thinking that Zhao Chuanxin would really kill the "white house".

Xinzhi, who had been thinking about calling the American minister and winning the game, suddenly saw William Carlo Weir's face pale and instinctively retreated.

He was dumbfounded.

People outside the party may know Ito Hirobumi, or they may know Emperor Li Xi, but they have really not heard of Zhao Chuanxin's name for the time being.

"Mr. Ambassador, what's wrong with you?"

"I ......," William Karlo Will sneered, "I'm not feeling well, I'm going back first." ”

Where did he dare to be with Zhao Chuangang?

This man killed the Americans without blinking.

Lee so-gil and Park Seung-yeol looked at William Carlo Weir in surprise, and then at Cho Chuan-chan.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin reported his name, and he scared the US minister to South Korea like this.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled without diminishing his sincerity: "Remember, without my order tonight, no one is allowed to leave this temple, otherwise there will be no mercy." ”

William Carlo Will was embarrassed: "It's raining too much, I'm not going to leave." ”

"That's good, let's go."

William Carlo Will turned around and left the Blue Dragon Hall as if he had been pardoned.

Leaving a new wisdom full of confusion, I don't know what to do.

The little monk of Lantian not far away sighed and turned around to arrange a meal.

Some things have to be resigned.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin pointed at Xinzhi Yao: "You are paralyzed, the dog thing is going to shake people, right?" Punish you for standing all night tonight, and break your legs if you dare to sleep. ”

Although Xinzhi didn't know who Zhao Chuanxin was, he hadn't heard of the recent uproar of the God of War team.

But he roughly understood that Zhao Chuanxin must be someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

So without saying a word, he obediently went to the corner of the Qinglong Hall and stood there.

Not long after, Lantian came running upside down and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Donor, you are already preparing a meal." Can you let me go Senior Brother Xinzhi? ”

The poor Xinzhi in the corner couldn't help but cast a grateful glance at Lantian.

At a critical time, it has to be a junior brother.

But Zhao Chuanxin was hard-hearted: "No." Go, get me some washed greens and bring them over. ”

"Uh...... "Lantian didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to refuse so simply." Here it goes. ”

Zhao Chuanxin took out the casserole and poured some oil into it to heat it.

When the oil is hot, I broke a piece of butter hot pot base brought from Lugang Town.

A little dried pepper, a little dried chili, stir-fry until fragrant, and pour in a little milk from the sweep.

When the spring water is poured into the glass bottle, the milk white of the soup floats with the color of chili oil, which looks very attractive.

When the water boils, take out the sashimaboko and throw it in, then add a large ball of cold noodles.

Suddenly the hall is full of fragrance!

Xinzhi in the corner of the wall, smelling the aroma of obvious meat in his nose, the Adam's apple is rolling rapidly, and he is not greedy.

scolded in my heart: If you are bloody in front of the Buddha, just wait for the Buddha to punish him.

The Buddha may have every opportunity and has no time to punish Zhao Chuanxin.

As if knowing what Xinzhi was thinking, Zhao Chuanxin said to the people who were also swallowing saliva: "You definitely don't know, my senior brother also eats meat, right?" ”

Everyone has become accustomed to Zhao Chuanxin's tone. If it was his senior brother, this kind of thing was no longer strange.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin seemed to be about to talk, Park Seungyeol squeezed to the stove with a shy face, and said, "Won't it?" Aren't monks only vegetarians? ”

As he spoke, he took out a notebook wrapped in several layers of oiled paper from his arms.

After wiping it clean, he took out a pen and prepared to record it.

Not only did he not believe, but the rest of the people did the same.

Zhao Chuanxin stirred the juice in the casserole with chopsticks and said, "In the past, if you came to the dervishes, you would eat whatever you wanted. If there is meat, it is naturally eaten. For this reason, the precept of eating the 'three pure meats' has also been customized. ”

Xin Zhi in the corner of the wall muttered in his heart: "Talking nonsense and slandering the Buddha is extremely shameless." ”

Li Xiuji was very interested and asked, "Mr. Zhao, what is the Three Pure Meat Precepts?" ”

"It is not killed by one's own hands, it is not directed to be killed, it is not killed to entertain oneself. For example, the monk Xinzhi happened to go to the house of a person who was hosting a banquet to entertain guests and friends, and asked for a few pieces of beef to taste, so he could be regarded as having obeyed the precepts of the three pure meats. ”

"How can there be such a thing?"

Everyone was shocked.

It's something they've never heard of.

Zhao Chuanxin's hands kept stirring, and his mouth didn't stop: "This is similar to the Confucian gentleman's cooking." Roughly, my senior brother Rulai, as well as Kong Laoer's gang, are basically a group of hypocrites. After Buddhism was introduced to China, Emperor Wu of Liang did not let monks eat meat, and since then monks have not eaten meat. Otherwise, everyone will also have to satisfy their appetite from time to time. ”

At this time, Lantian came back.

He carried a bowl full of vegetables and grains, standing tall in the air.

Zhao Chuanxin took the bowl and poured it into the casserole.

Suddenly, Lantian said, "Donor, what you said is not right or not. ”

He deliberately sold a pass.

Everyone looked at him curiously, wanting to hear what the little monk would say.

Lantian set his sights on Zhao Chuanxin.

However, Zhao Chuanxin didn't say anything directly, and happily stretched out his chopsticks and pressed the vegetables in the casserole.

He took out sesame paste, light soy sauce, sugar, vinegar, and miso salvaged from Japanese shops, and made a bowl of sauce, waiting for the moment to come out of the pot.

“……”

Lantian also coughed lightly, reminding Zhao Chuanxin that it was time to ask him, "What do you mean by this?"

However, Zhao Chuanxin just put away his chopsticks and sat cross-legged, with his heart facing the sky, like an old monk in his mind.

After all, Lantian is still young and has a strong desire to express himself, and he can't hold back: "Ahem, Lord Zhao, when the Buddha was still the prince Siddhartha, he ate meat." When he first became a relation, he had not yet attained the Tao Fruit, so he probably ate some meat as well. But what is certain is that when he is enlightened, he will stop eating meat, because that would break the seed of compassion. ”

was explained by Lantian like this, and everyone was stunned.

This is in line with their three views.

The logic makes perfect sense.

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "So, as long as he is enlightened and doesn't eat it, the meat he ate before won't break his compassion seed, right?" ”

Lantian chick nodded like a peck of rice: "That's right, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." ”

Zhao Chuanxin: "Soga...... You have all heard it, now you should kill, you should eat, and one day, when you are discharged from the army, you will put down the butcher's knife, and then you will immediately become a Buddha. ”

When everyone heard it, I Cao, it makes sense.

They all became excited: "It turns out that we can also become Buddhas on the ground, good and good." ”

Lantian was dumbfounded.

This......

The ingredients in the casserole were all cooked, the fish cakes and cold noodles were rotten, and the crispiness of the vegetables was just right, Zhao Chuanxin seized the opportunity to scoop the food into the sauce bowl, and took a rag to pad the casserole pot ears, and poured some soup into it.

Stir and mix with chopsticks, the fragrance is shocking and salivating.

The people in the whole hall all looked at Zhao Chuanxin with blank eyes.

Li Xiuji asked dryly, "Mr. Zhao, what is this called?" ”

"It's called Malatang."

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin took a sticky spicy hot chopstick, and ate it with a hiss.

The taste is not the authentic Guanwai Malatang he has eaten, but it is not bad.

He hadn't eaten Malatang for a long time, and he made up his mind to bring this technique back to Lugang Town, so that Malatang would bloom everywhere in Lugang Town.

Li Xiuji was waiting for Zhao Chuanxin to invite him to eat together, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't strain him at all.

Hearing the sound of a stomach growling and swallowing saliva, Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyelids:

"Do you think that joining the God of War team is a dead end in the end? The desire to die for the country is the motivation to sustain you to continue? ”

Most of them hung their heads.

Indeed, this is what they are saying.

Most of the former guards who did not join the God of War squad gave up for this reason.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "If you have the intention of dying together, you will definitely not survive in the end." Have you ever thought that the Japanese army only had a division stationed in Korea? Even if Korea is a small land, 10,000 or 20,000 Japanese troops are a drop in the bucket for such a large territory. If he wants to increase the number of troops, the emperor will not agree, because the investment is too large and the gains outweigh the losses......"

This is also a question that Zhao Chuanxin has been thinking about in recent days.

Both Japanese and Koreans have their eyes set on the Seoul area, the prosperous area of Gangnam and Gangbuk, including the grain-producing area of Ganghwa Island in Jemulpo.

The southern part of South Korea is mountainous and unexplored, and it is far from being fertile and unpreferential. But it is not a barren place, whether it is Jeollabuk-do to the southwest or Gyeongsangnam-do to the southeast, although Japan does not pay attention to it, but the God of War team can attack.

It is true that Japan wants to take over South Korea, but Japan is not closely integrated internally.

A few years later, the people led by Hasegawa Yoshimichi will stage a good show of "warlords poisoning the cabinet".

Because Hasegawa Yoshimichi wanted to increase the number of divisions in Korea, the cabinet did not agree, and the emperor could not do anything.

So why can't the Ares squad develop a base in the south?

Even in the kind of warfare with developed communications and flexible mobility in later generations, the Yankees wanted to attack a certain place, it was still impossible to cover the whole territory, and they would still be divided by the local armed gangs.

Now the Japanese army basically doesn't even have a car, and where there is no train, the artillery relies on people to push the horse.

The Ares squad casually drilled into the mountains to fight guerrillas, at least to avoid the baptism of artillery fire and being surrounded and suppressed by the Japanese.

Bitterness is a bit bitter, but compared with climbing snowy mountains and grasslands, can this bit of bitterness still be called bitter?

Zhao Chuanxin roughly analyzed it for everyone.

The more Park Seungyeol listened, the brighter his eyes became.

Li Xiuji Huo Ran got up: "Mr. Zhao, but we have no money and no food, what should we do?" ”

"No money, no food?" Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Is there no one in the south?" Since they are determined to divide the land with the Japanese, how can they have no money and food? Think about it again? ”

Lee so-gil was stunned, and then his eyes narrowed.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Sometimes I think that some kind of volunteer soldier or something, it's too stupid, and it's a plate of loose sand. You have too many natural allies, really. Replace it with ...... Forget it, don't talk about this. Anyway, you have far more resources in your hands than you think. ”

He remembered Park Zehu, who was looking for him a few days ago, and Liang Qiduo, who was in the "Korean Daily Declaration", casually gathered a group of such patriotic businessmen, and did not need to deprive them of their property or absorb their wealth like a bottomless pit.

Only in-depth cooperation is needed, and the money is not rolling in?

In addition, the people of the whole country are devoted to the motherland, and it is not only the little devils who can develop such a thing as spies for the whole people.

At this time, some monks came to the Qinglong Hall with bowls and chopsticks and vegetarian food.

Cho Chaon-chan and Lee so-gil and Park Seung-yeol tacitly agreed not to talk about it anymore.

Everyone had already been spicy and hot by Zhao Chuanxin's pot, and the gluttonous insects were ready to move, and they didn't mention the taste, so they picked up the food and slammed it into their mouths.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed a monk: "You didn't spit in the food, did you?" ”

The monk was taken aback: "Don't dare, don't dare, the monks will never do this." ”

Zhao Chuanxin did not have a good impression of any temple.

Monks are the most fucking fucking shit.

He threatened: "If you dare to play tricks, I will slaughter you all over the temple." ”

"Amitabha, the donor's words are serious, I really don't dare."

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Anyway, he doesn't eat it, even if the food is poisonous, then he has to avenge these people.

Li Xiuji stared at the bottom of the spicy pot: "Mr. Zhao, give me some soup?" ”

Not to be outdone, Park Seungyeol said: "I'll come some too." ”

Zhao Chuanxin saw that everyone was looking at this side, pouted his teeth, and took out some hot pot base and milk: "You all come over to cook the soup by yourself, and share some rice." ”

The crowd rejoiced.

Zhao Chuanxin took the bowl to the side to eat, regardless of their scramble.

If there is a spirit, I actually broke a small piece of hot pot base and put it in the rice bowl, then poured some boiling water, and after mixing it thoroughly, it tasted with relish.

"The gate must be guarded to prevent monks and pilgrims who remain in the temple from going out to ventilate and report the news," Zhao said. Tonight, we're staying here. ”

Going out to guard the gate means giving up warmth and comfort, which is naturally a chore.

Park Seungyeol poured the little scraps of fish cakes left in the bottom of the pot into the man's bowl.

After eating, Zhao Chuanxin pointed to Xinzhi in the corner of the wall: "You stand for a night tonight, don't cheat." Or I'll break your legs. ”

Xinzhi's legs were already numb, and he was afraid that Zhao Chuanxin had many guns, so he could only endure it.

Then Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about others, found a dry place, moved the stove, and slept on the ground with clothes.

When he was still in the confusion of whether he was about to sleep or not, Zhao Chuanxin felt that someone was shaking his shoulders violently.

He opened his eyes in a daze: "Don't make trouble, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?" ”

"Mr. Zhao, the Japanese army has gone up the mountain!"

Zhao Chuanxin was swept away from sleep, and suddenly sat up: "Grass, how did the little devil find it?" ”

(End of chapter)