[We are waiting for the old beggars in rags who beg all day long in the slums. 】

[Only Dudu has no doubt about the reliability of what she has bought from the bloody and sweaty holes.] 】

[I asked Dudu: How do you know that the water in that pool of rocks is not poisonous? 】

[Dudu's hairy round face was held high, and he was a little angry at our questioning and said: I just know! Only those who do not forcibly assign value to objects in their hearts can exchange things from the bloody and sweaty stolen goods. All things are equal, and all things are worthless in themselves. So every time I exchange something, and the thing I take out is given value, the scales in my heart are tilted, and I can't lift weights, and I have to recover for a few days. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was thoughtful.

Dudu can lift a thousand heavy objects before he goes to the bloody and sweaty hole, and when he comes out, he can't even lift a stone.

It's just that what she said was too mysterious.

[At noon, when the sun over Rune City became hot, and it was difficult to see the plaque engraved with 2 black dragon horns high in the Pioneer Haven, the old beggar was late. 】

[The old beggar limped in as usual.] 】

[The old beggar's tall and wide apple muscles twitched, the deep lines on his forehead were squeezed together, and he stretched out his hand as thick as a mussel shell: Okay, it's time for me to give me the rest of the money. 】

[Me: ......]

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly wrote:

[I asked: These days, have you ever felt unwell? Such as abdominal pain? 】

[The old beggar shook his head and said firmly: Fearless pioneer, there is nothing wrong with my body. Only one thing is surprising, you know that when I was younger, I loved to drink the wine from the Bright Oasis, and I used to have a lot of money, and it is still worth no less than 1 silver coin per 10 balls of sand. I miss the taste of the past, so I used all the money you gave me to buy alcohol, but I don't get drunk no matter how I drink, but every time I drink it, the smell of alcohol is strong, and it seems that the wine I drink seeps out of my pores. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was a little excited.

His poison resistance has always been his weakness.

[I will give the rest of the money to the old beggar. 】

[Before parting, the old beggar said solemnly: Fearless pioneer, if there is a similar good thing in the future, you must think of me, you must know that I am a man with a lot of credibility like you. 】

[I sent the old beggar away with tears and laughter.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin immediately took out the water in the stone, held the test tube in front of him and looked at it, hesitated slightly, he was ruthless: "One cup a day, secretly become stronger!" ”

After speaking, "Goodong", drink it all.

Sure enough, there was no reaction after drinking, no different from the well water he drank from a deep well dug in the courtyard of the official goods bureau.

At the same time, "I" also drank the other half of the water in the stone.

[In the afternoon, I asked the craftsman to go to the bookstore as usual and buy books with 20% of yesterday's turnover. 】

[Pioneer Partner Haven had to expand a house in order to hold a large number of books.] The room had become a huge stackhouse, and half of the shelves were full. 】

Zhao Chuanxin teleported the black puppet craftsman and Xingyue over, flipped through the books of the newly purchased Rune City, and closed the Old God Code after finishing his physical strength today.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin went to the government office early.

When he arrived outside the mansion, he saw Cui Fenghua holding his hands in his sleeves, shrinking his shoulders and looking extremely obscene.

He wears a peculiar hat, with a pointed top, melon skin, made of felt throughout, with a fire-shaped pattern on the front, and the ear guards are made of otter skin, and the ear guards are long and hang down to the chest, and are fluttering by the wind.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin from afar, he greeted him attentively: "Good morning, my lord." ”

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Where did the hat come from?" ”

Cui Fenghua was stunned, his eyes flashed, and he said, "I bought it with money." ”

"Where did you sleep last night?"

"I, I, I'm sleeping here......"

Obviously, Cui Fenghua was insincere.

Zhao Chuanxin coughed dryly, didn't say anything, and entered the mansion with his hands behind his back.

Cui Fenghua followed closely behind.

When he arrived at the mansion, Cui Fenghua found that the public officials who had already come looked at him with surprised eyes.

Cui Fenghua asked Yang Sang'a: "What, is there anything wrong with me?" ”

Yang Sang'a coughed, shook his head and said, "There's nothing wrong. ”

Cui Fenghua knows only a limited number of people, and he scratches his head for some reason.

When he arrived at Zhao Chuanxin's office, Cui Fenghua still couldn't help but say, "My lord, is the hat I am wearing inappropriate?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and smiled: "The hat you wear is called the Taoerqik hat, there are two kinds, the man wears a rich pattern on the front, the woman wears a fire-shaped pattern, and the woman's hat has a long ear protection belt, and the longest can float to the waist." Men wear domes, and women wear spires. ”

Cui Fenghua looked down at the long ear strap on his hat, took off his hat and looked at the spire, and his old face couldn't help but blush.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at him and said, "Xiao Cui, it's not me who said you, in the future, when you work in the mansion, you will pay more attention to your image and pay attention to your reputation." The otter skin of this hat is badly worn, soft and shapeless, bulging and swollen, and you can see the old hat at a glance. Did you go shopping for second-hand goods? ”

"This ......" Cui Fenghua hesitated.

The northland grasslands are cold and windy, but the grassland women who were born in the bitter cold land are hot and informal.

Zhao Chuanxin guessed something.

Cui Fenghua, an old man, I'm afraid he didn't do anything good last night.

The style of his hat is clearly worn by a married woman.

Zhao Chuanxin got up and slapped Cui Fenghua on the back: "Straighten my back in the future." Look at me, I'm short and ugly, and I don't have any rare flesh on me. However, my tall figure, beautiful character, and gentle temperament are destined to stand out from the crowd, even if Pan An is alive in front of me. This is called aura. You should do the same. ”

Cui Fenghua looked at Zhao Chuanxin, the upper body was a gray Detroit jacket made of coarse fabric, but the lapels were black. Inside is a blue and brown striped shirt, structured and flat. The pants are black, and he wears a pair of tan round-toe spike boots on his feet.

At first glance, he is not a rich man's outfit, but he is tall, his face is angular, his hair and forehead are blown up by the wind, he looks very handsome, and the seemingly cheap material clothes are so energetic on him.

Cui Fenghua looked down at his oily robe that couldn't hold up: "......"

Swearing doesn't take a dirty word, does it?

Zhao Chuanxin circled around Cui Fenghua and secretly asked Xingyue to measure him.

Then he said to Cui Fenghua: "Go, I'll take you to various departments to recognize people." ”

The first thing I went to was the accounting office.

Zhao Chuanxin introduced Cui Fenghua to Rebecca Levi first: "His name is Cui Fenghua, and he will be my secretary in the future." Xiao Cui, this is the general office of the accounting firm, Rebecca Levy, the general office of Levy. ”

Cui Fenghua couldn't help but be taken aback when she saw a foreigner woman who actually became the general office.

It is said that it is not uncommon for foreigners to be officials in the Qing Dynasty, for example, the officials of the customs are basically foreigners.

There was even a time when the British wanted to return the customs to Cixi, but Cixi did not agree.

Because I know what kind of virtue will be corrupted by the Chinese people in controlling the customs.

But in this small town, it is still surprising that a foreigner and a woman are still the head office of an accounting firm.

Cui Fenghua didn't dare to underestimate it and bowed.

Rebecca Levy, who served as the general manager of the accounting firm, was still shrunken at first.

But with Zhao Chuanxin's support, she gradually gained a bit of the momentum of a superior.

Plus she is a little rich woman, very rich.

In addition to Yao Jia, Rebecca Levi is rich.

Every day she travels, she takes the carriage she bought, which is much more gorgeous than the carriage of the government.

Dress more elegantly.

Zhao Chuanxin asked everyone in the accounting firm to meet Cui Fenghua, and it was inevitable that they would have to deal with each other often in the future.

"Let's go, go to the next department."

After the Foreign Affairs Negotiation Bureau, the Reclamation Bureau, the Ministry of Education, the Patrol Police Bureau, and the Official Goods Bureau all walked around, Zhao Chuanxin took Cui Fenghua to the left and right flanks of Xinba Erhu in a carriage, and met with the two chief managers, Podigrile and Che Heza.

If Zhao Chuanxin came by himself, it might be ten minutes away.

took Cui Fenghua to ride in the carriage, but it took a lot of effort and went around a lot.

After going back, Zhao Chuanxin took Cui Fenghua to Zabaikalsk in the north, and met with Hu Da, the chief card officer, in the barracks.

After that, head back to the Kohama Railway Station and take the train to the east.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "There are more rules for doing things in Yubin Mansion than in the backwater army. On a business trip like this, you must keep the bill stubs and go back to the accounting office for reimbursement. ”

Cui Fenghua was both apprehensive and excited.

What is worrying is that the backwater army is like a grass platform team, everything is irregular, but the Yubin Mansion is different. It's like jumping from a casual small company to a large company with strict rules.

Excitedly, here, he has a thrill to really do things.

"My lord, I will do it well."

Zhao Chuanxin warned him: "Don't think that I will take you around, you can open your mouth and ask me at will if you have any incurable diseases in the future." My request is that things must be done, but not bothered me. ”

"......" Cui Fenghua gritted his teeth: "Yes, my lord." ”

Zhao Chuanxin took him around, and he also had plans to show his face in front of various departments in various places.

Can't let people forget about him.

When I got on the train in the province, most of the people in the carriage were Russians.

Somehow, today, it's quite full.

It's not easy to find two seats next to each other.

Cui Fenghua is clever, Maozi is tall and big, he picked the thinnest-looking one and said, "This gentleman, can you give up your seat?" ”

Don't look at this thin hair, but his temper is quite impulsive: "&¥#......"

He whispered viciously in Russian.

Cui Fenghua didn't understand, but Zhao Chuanxin did.

He pulled Cui Fenghua away, stepped forward and grabbed the other party's collar and slipped up from the seat, and raised his hand to slap it over.

Syllable......

The carriage was full of surprise.

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip: "It's drafted, when you enter the boundary of the Bin Mansion, you have to speak human words." ”

This person wanted to resist and reached out to scratch Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was faster, and he slapped him with a backhand.

Syllable......

"How the do you dare to resist?"

Cui Fenghua was dumbfounded.

Sure enough, it was Mr. Zhao, who did it if he didn't agree with him.

But this carriage is full of hair, and it's not good to cause trouble.

Just as he wanted to persuade a few words, a thick hairman next to him had already gotten up.

Although he was wearing a suit, he had big shoulders and a round waist, rough and strong hands, and the nasolabial lines to the corners of his mouth made him look savage, and there was a frightening big tumor under his ears.

He got up and cursed: "Damn Chinese, I ......"

When he spoke, the dry and thin Cui Fenghua was already a little scared.

However, Mao Zi was only halfway through his words, and Zhao Chuanxin had already let go, rushed in front of this person, and hit an uppercut.

The man's head was tilted back, and his upper body was beaten and bent back involuntarily.

Boom......

First slammed on the small table, then hit the back of the head against the dirty window of the train, smashing the glass into cracks.

Zhao Chuanxin's punch, in fact, his fist did not touch the opponent, it was hit by the accessory limbs, which was more powerful.

Why are accessory limbs more powerful?

It's like many people think that fists without gloves are powerful, but in fact, they don't, because only people who wear gloves dare to exert their full strength, otherwise they will lose their hands while hitting people.

With just one punch, the man fell to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Cui Fenghua, and then at the other hairs in the carriage that were silent.

He pointed around: "In the territory of Yubin Province, you Russians are all holding my tail between my legs. ”

At this time, the police from another carriage hurriedly came.

One Maozi policeman carried a baton, and the other Maozi policeman held a revolver at his waist and shouted loudly in Russian, as if warning Zhao Chuanxin to be arrested.

Zhao Chuanxin said lightly: "Whoever can understand Chinese, tell them that I will count to three, and if I don't turn around, I will get out of here immediately, and let them die here." ”

Someone really translated for the police.

The clinker police were furious when they heard this, not only did they not get out, but approached Zhao Chuanxin violently.

One of the officers also pulled out a revolver, which was a Mosin Nagant double-handed pistol.

Laugh at......

A flash of red light.

The revolver in the policeman's hand landed at the same time with the palm of his right hand holding the handle.

The cut at the severed hand was neat, whether it was flesh or white bones.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the sword, and now it is almost so difficult to see.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The first was a scream from the police, and the second was a scream of all the passengers in the carriage.

Cui Fenghua stood helplessly, but was poured all over his face by the blood sprayed by the artery at the broken wrist of the police.

His gaze turned blood-red.

He had never been on the battlefield in the backwater army, so this bloody scene really scared him enough to scare him numbly.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously.

In the late Qing Dynasty, walking around from north to south, there were too many things for foreigners to bully Chinese people.

If some Chinese people bully foreigners in turn, it will be unacceptable to foreigners, such as now.

However, when you meet Zhao Chuanxin, if you don't accept it, you will die.

Zhao Chuanxin bent down, broke the fingers of the severed hand on the ground, picked up the runner, dodged the blood sprayed by the policeman's broken wrist, and rubbed the blood stains on the runner on a passenger next to him.

The passenger didn't dare to be angry or speak, and looked stunned, but his body trembled a little.

Zhao Chuanxin handed the revolver to Cui Fenghua: "The outside of the border is not peaceful, and the border is especially not peaceful. I know you haven't been to the battlefield, and you carry a gun with you wherever you go in the future. In the laws of our province, when there is friction between public officials and foreigners, they have the right to self-defense with priority to kill. ”

Cui Fenghua unconsciously took the wheel, wiped a handful of blood on his face, and gradually regained control of his body.

I'm blanching!

Zhao Chuanxin found a place to sit down, and the passengers next to him got up to avoid it and ran to sit elsewhere.

Zhao Chuanxin crossed Erlang's legs, and said loudly with his vocal organs: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, the prefect of Yubin Mansion." Call someone to wash the floor, don't howl here. ”

As soon as he heard that he was Zhao Chuanxin, there was an uproar in the carriage.

Some people went to help the police stop the bleeding, some went to wipe the floor, and some escaped to other carriages.

Cui Fenghua sat down, he said worriedly: "My lord, this, this is not appropriate, right?" Will the Russians give up? ”

Zhao Chuanxin lit an old knife cigarette, took a puff, and his brows suddenly wrinkled: "I killed Maozi's army, which is called a diplomatic dispute and provoked without permission." I killed Mao Zi alone, that called Mao Zi didn't open his eyes, he deserved it. If I just cut off his wrist, that's low-key. ”

Cui Fenghua: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly snuffed out the cigarette, flicked off the cigarette butt, opened the cigarette roll, poured out the tobacco inside, and sniffed it under his nose.

No problem.

He was in extremely good health.

Far from being comparable to the old beggars in the slums of Rune City.

Yesterday and this morning, Zhao Chuanxin smoked and didn't notice anything.

But then I suddenly felt something strange in my lungs.

Taoist health preservation, there is a word called - inner vision.

In fact, after being healthy and sensitive to a certain extent, you can feel any problems in your internal organs.

Zhao Chuanxin is almost like this.

At this time, the cigarette did not have a filter, Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, took out a piece of agate, took out a cigarette holder with an elf carving knife, stuffed it with cotton, and then stuffed the cigarette into it.

There was a little air leakage, but when I pumped, I felt that the strange feeling in my lungs was significantly reduced.

Maybe it's because the water in the stone that I drank last night is starting to take effect.

When Zhao Chuanxin reported to his home, no one came to look for trouble anymore.

On the contrary, not long after, when Zhao Chuanxin and Cui Fenghua were gossiping, the conductor came.

The conductor bent down to stroke his chest in jerky Chinese: "Dear lord, I am deeply sorry for what just happened. ”

There were Russians in the carriage who looked at the conductor in disbelief.

It's clear that Zhao Chuanxin provoked the trouble first, but he still has to apologize to him?

They also felt the frustration that when the foreign powers invaded China, the Qing court would instead cede the land and pay reparations and apologize.

Zhao Chuanxin got up and owed Feng, he leaned forward, supported the table with his elbows, supported his chin with his hands, looked at the conductor with a crooked face and said lightly: "The Dongqing Railway has no privileges in the territory of Yubin Province, and the Russians have no privileges, do you understand?" ”

The conductor's face was embarrassed, he was quite a tall man, but his waist was always bent: "You're right." ”

Cui Fenghua looked at it blankly, and then realized that Zhao Chuanxin's prestige in Yubin Mansion was far greater than that in Yanbian.

It's awesome, it's majestic!

In this era, the status of train conductors and railway station masters was very high, even a little outrageous.

In Shandong, for example, the governor conferred the corresponding official titles on train conductors and station masters, ranging from a maximum of five to a minimum of nine.

Not only the status of foreigner railway employees is high, but even if it is an ordinary employee of a Chinese.

In Shandong, an officer refused to show his ticket and was thrown off the train by a railway officer.

But Captain Maozi was respectful in front of Zhao Chuanxin, and he even had to speak carefully.

Seeing that he was honest, Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and said, "Get out." ”

The conductor also kept a smile: "If there is any need, you can let me know at any time." ”

As soon as the conductor left, Zhao Chuanxin said to Cui Fenghua: "In Yubin Mansion, in the face of foreigners, you must straighten your waist, otherwise you will embarrass our government." You're my secretary, and in a way, you're representing my face. ”

The policeman with a broken wrist, and the passengers who were beaten and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, they may just be Zhao Chuanxin giving Cui Fenghua an impressive demonstration.

Cui Fenghua pursed her lips, recovered from the fright, and reactivated her brain.

He understood Zhao Chuanxin's good intentions, and the picture of himself looking at people in front of foreigners in the future came to his mind, and he couldn't help but poke and poke coolly.

Who doesn't have vanity?

Zhao Chuanxin didn't have much talent, but his insight into people's expressions was meticulous, and after seeing Cui Fenghua's dilated pupils and slightly pulled corners of his mouth, he immediately warned: "But you can't rely on my reputation to bully your own people, whether it is Meng Han, otherwise I will find out and break your legs." ”

A sweet date and a stick, Cui Fenghua has no temper: "Yes, my lord, I will never be so ......"

The train ran for about six hours before it arrived in Hulun City.

Zhao Chuanxin took Cui Fenghua off the train during the train captain's send-off.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Cui Fenghua: "In addition to taking you to meet the Yamen of Bingbei Dao, and the head of the left and right wings of E-Lut and So-Lun, I will take you to see the location of the bank. ”

Because it was late and he couldn't make the trip today, Zhao Chuanxin took Cui Fenghua to an inn to stay.

After Zhao Chuanxin inserted his eyes on the beam of his room, he instantly teleported back to the mountainside hut.

As soon as he returned, he took out a vial of vitality potion.

He has a total of 20 bottles, 2 of which have been used and 18 bottles left.

He didn't dare to try it before, but after experimenting on the dying woman in Delong's pot and the old Bayar's forehead, Zhao Chuanxin felt that there was no big problem with taking it with his own physique.

Originally, he didn't want to suffer this crime, but practicing his sword and fighting the Desert Emperor virtually, it was difficult for the Desert Emperor, who was stuck at Lv.58, to win.

That's only - one bottle a day, secretly getting stronger!

(End of chapter)