"What's the matter?" Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and asked him.

"Mr. Zhao, can the new issue of Hankou Zhongxi Bao be suspended?" Caprivi's legs twisted awkwardly, and his forehead was sweating like a waterfall of sweat, I don't know if it was tired or painful.

I thought that Zhao Chuanxin would refuse, but Caprivi was ready to wear out his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin nodded happily: "Yes." ”

"That ......"

"It can be, but people have already printed it, paper and ink cost money, you let people do a loss-making business, can people be happy?" Zhao Chuanxin said as a matter of course.

Silver, and silver.

Caprivi said to himself that I was fortunate to have a lot of money, otherwise I might not be able to afford it on my salary alone.

His family was originally a German aristocracy.

He gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I'll pay for it." ”

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up and beckoned: "Chi Sheng, come here." ”

The dogleg ran upside down all his life: "Headmaster, there are victims again?" ”

Caprivi: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin instructed: "You go to the Hankou Zhongxi Newspaper and find their editor-in-chief, Feng Zhusun, and ask them not to distribute newspapers, and Mr. Caprivi will bear all the costs of the printed newspapers." ”

While speaking, Zhao Chuanxin vaguely stretched out two fingers to Chi Shengsheng.

double？

Late to understand in seconds.

Anyway, he is the one who counts the loss, and if the "Hankou Zhongxi Bao" loses 300 yuan, then he will report 600.

Add money to the layman, and he is done.

The principal is really a master of accumulating money, and Chi Shengsheng was impressed in his heart, and this strategy was linked one after another.

Caprivi probably guessed it, but he didn't understand it, so he should have broken the bank.

Then he said with a shy face: "The matter has come to this, Mr. Zhao, can you continue to treat me?" This disease is dangerous, and I don't want to die yet. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "Caprivi, believe me, don't be afraid of death, at your age, the heavenly side is already full of guests and waiting for the seats." ”

"......" seemed to be true, but Caprivy insisted: "I don't miss them much yet." ”

He didn't want to give anyone else a chance to eat.

"Alright then, I'll come with me later."

The little beggar looked at Zhao Chuanxin who was walking towards him a little excitedly.

Finally remembered me?

He greeted: "Mr. Zhao, are you okay after a long time?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said, "Hehe, I am much better to see you." ”

Little beggar: "......"

At this time, the Witnesses also came out one after another.

The little beggar said happily: "After Mr. Zhao's order, I have worked hard to read and write, and I have already learned three or four hundred words. ”

He is the child who sold cigarettes before Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the concession in Hankou last year and started the war.

"Oh, after I clicked, you were literate, and then you succeeded from a cigarette vendor to begging on the streets, right?"

"Ah, this ......," said the little beggar, "not really, it's just that people don't need me anymore, and I don't have the money to go to the British Tobacco Company to get the goods." ”

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Begging is also a promising industry, don't be discouraged." You just weren't born at the right time, if you were born more than a hundred years later, maybe you would be able to rely on begging for the rich. ”

The little beggar did not doubt him: "There is such a thing? But I still want to be an official. ”

"Politics? If you are in politics, you see that your senior Chi is a role model. ”

Late life, the old face is bitter.

Hitting people does not slap people in the face, and exposing people does not expose shortcomings.

At this time, Shi Listing, the general director of the Ministry of Industry of the German Concession in Hankow, approached and suddenly interjected and asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. Zhao, last year's financial turmoil on Wall Street in the United States affected the whole world, and we in Germany were also affected, and there was a wave of unemployment. What do you think about this? ”

He actually heard Zhao Chuanxin's words and saw the little beggar, so he deliberately made sarcastic remarks about Zhao Chuanxin.

After all, Wall Street is in turmoil, and Zhao Chuanxin has an unshirkable responsibility.

Zhao Chuan's salary hurts others and benefits himself, and makes the whole world suffer.

Zhao Chuanxin could naturally hear it, and he was not angry, he took a high-topped hat and put it on, thought about it very seriously and said, "Actually, the solution is very simple. ”

Schristing and the group behind him were dumbfounded.

Is that so? But there seems to be some truth, and something is not quite right.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed the brim of his hat on the little beggar: "Read in the rain and ploughing, you have to drink tea, child, you continue to advance towards the dream of being an official, the weather is strangely cold, I will go back to drink tea first." ”

Little beggar: "......"

……

In Guangdong-East, Yorikawa Asayuki first sent a telegram to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Qing Court, slandering the Flying Eagle of the Hiro-Dong Naval Division for firing at the Japanese merchant ship Shikoku Maru and the Japanese gunboat Yakaze, and launched an attack, resulting in 36 deaths and 18 injuries, resulting in serious damage to the Shikoku Maru, and the Yakaze was almost beaten to pieces and suffered heavy losses, and even the captain was beaten to pieces.

Then, he immediately came to the door to find Zhang Renjun to "ask the teacher for guilt".

"Governor Zhang, I think our entire Japanese Empire needs your explanation."

It just so happened that the Cantonese-Eastern gentry Li Zhaohui was also there.

Zhang Renjun has received a report from the captain of the Flying Eagle, Huang Zhongying.

To be honest, he and Li Zhao will be happy.

Li Zhaohui also said that the matter should be revealed.

Unexpectedly, the bitter lord came to the door.

The point is, Tie Tie, you cried the wrong grave.

Zhang Renjun said solemnly: "I think you should have misunderstood. The Flying Eagle did not fire, and there were no hundreds of fast guns that could fire at the same time. ”

"Do you dare to deny it? The sky was clear that day, and the rest of the ships could not be seen as far as the eye could see, so Governor Zhang, please answer, how did the Yakaze and the Shikoku Maru be attacked? Except for your Flying Eagle, could it be a divine soldier descending from the sky? ”

Lai Chuan Qianzhi was "filled with righteous indignation", and his face was full of the grievances of the "victim".

Li Zhaohui next to him couldn't help but sneer: "Divine soldiers descended from the sky, or it is possible." After all, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. ”

Lai Chuan Qianzhi was furious, pointed at Li Zhaohui, and asked Zhang Renjun: "This person may represent your court?" Does Governor Zhang want to start a war? ”

Zhang Renjun replied to Mai Mang: "Consul Lai Chuan, please don't button your hat indiscriminately." The matter has not been investigated, and you are slandering. ”

"What else do you need to investigate? The Shikoku Maru and the Yakaze, hundreds of soldiers and civilians, so many pairs of eyes still can't see the truth clearly? ”

Zhang Renjun sneered: "Coincidentally, the hundreds of pairs of eyes of the Flying Eagle also know the truth. ”

Lai Chuan Qianzhi Huo Ran got up: "Governor Zhang, you are a scoundrel, but you still have the demeanor of a great country?" ”

"Yikes!" Zhang Renjun's chubby old face was completely shocked: "Last time, the old man also had such doubts, although your country is only the size of a projectile, but after all, it can defeat Tsarist Russia, the old man is looking for you to reason, you are like a naughty boy messing around?" ”

Lai Chuan was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, this old man actually put down his figure and face, and repaid the favor with his way.

He could only threaten with annoyance: "Wait and see, this matter is not over." Your court, you must pay the price for your recklessness! ”

"If you want the price, you have to come up with conclusive evidence, so you can't send it away."

After Lai Chuan Asayuki left, Li Zhaohui smirked for a long time.

He suddenly asked, "My lord, have you found any evidence?" ”

He was talking about Dongsha Island.

Zhang Renjun shook his head: "It is especially difficult to find evidence in the vast sea of books. ”

Li Zhaohui remembered one thing: "My lord, I have heard a friend mention that there is a British journalist in the capital named Morrisson. This person has a wide range of books and catalogues from China and abroad, and can always find the books he needs immediately. ”

"Huh? The old man can ask a friend in Beijing to visit. ”

It's just that it didn't take long for Zhang Renjun to receive a telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Qing court.

The content of the telegram made Zhang Renjun, who had not been proud for a long time, angry.

It turned out that Lai Chuan Qianzhi demanded as much as 890,000 yuan from the Qing court for economic losses and compensation for the casualties.

It would be good if the Qing court refused, but Zhang Renjun received the news that the Qing court's foreign affairs department asked him to bargain with the Japanese and pay less silver.

This is really Dunlun Rumu, his mother! Black and white are reversed, how can this be true!

……

Zhao Chuanxin appeared several times in Hankou, and there were not a few people who knew him.

Chi Shengsheng went to the "Hankou Zhongxi Daily" to count the losses, Zhao Chuanxin took Caprivi and walked back, and from time to time people greeted him, and he responded one by one.

"Hello."

"Is the deal still done?"

"The next outlet is the mail ship company in Sichuan, you old boy can participate in total."

Along the way, he talked and laughed and bragged back to the Bagong house.

Zhao Chuanxin called a student to follow, and went up to serve tea and pour water.

Then he said to the students, "You talk to Mr. Caprivi first, and I'll go out to the toilet first." ”

The student was a little embarrassed to agree.

He was a German officer, and he was just a student who was not literate, so could we talk to him?

But Zhao Chuanxin has already gone out.

The moment he went out, Zhao Chuanxin flashed.

Yesterday, he put a copper eye in the roof of the shed where the Hairen grass warehouse was stored on Dongsha Island.

As soon as it arrived today, sure enough, the warehouse was full of freshly dried seaweed.

Although when he refreshed the "Old God Codex" last night, he only sold one sea man grass, but Xingyue said that this thing can make a lot of money, and Zhao Chuanxin must be careful.

There was no one in the warehouse, and Zhao Chuanxin almost served the sea grass full of pits and valleys.

Only a thin floating skin remains.

These sea grasses were enough to consume for a while, and he had just taken off the bronze eye and was about to flash back, when he suddenly looked through the window and saw a broken Japanese merchant ship near the island, the Shikoku Maru.

The stern of the ship has obvious signs of being hit by a cannonball, and although it is not sinking, it will have to be overhauled.

Furious, Nishizawa Yoshiji took his anger out on the local fishermen on the island, whipping them constantly.

And several plaster flags fluttered in the wind on the island.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes narrowed.

He unleashed the Black Puppet Craftsman, possessing the stars and moon.

Take out the robe and needle and thread that you wear when the weather is warm: "You change this robe and pants demon into Japanese-style clothes for me, the pants should be leggings, and a short cape should be worn." ”

The black puppet craftsman's six arms operate in unison, instantly completing the needle threading, moving the needle like flying, five minutes faster than the skilled worker of the garment maker to operate the sewing machine, two needles at the same time, three hands assist, the remaining one hand cutting, the connection between the action and the action is like a thousand tempering.

Zhao Chuanxin was not idle, he took out a piece of cloth and cut it with scissors to make a face towel to cover his face, and at the same time he watched and listened to all directions.

After Xingyue was hastily completed, Zhao Chuanxin took out another hat and put it on, covering his face, a short cloak, a robe on his right side, a leggings under the empty trouser tube, and a pair of cotton socks and a pair of cloth shoes that he usually used to disguise on his feet.

Let's live.

Zhao Chuanxin took out Hequan Shouji, tied it on his belt, teleported out the window, and came to the beach.

His height is destined to stand out from the crowd of Japanese.

His outfit, even at this time, looks a bit of a middle two among the Japanese.

Modern ronins and samurai don't wear it that way anymore.

The maverick shape immediately attracted attention.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? ”

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head, the edge of the hat was low, and he said in Japanese with a mechanical voice that simulated Megatron with a vocal organ: "At such a young age, I really feel sorry for you for being so uninformed." ”

Young Japanese samurai: "......"

He suddenly turned to his teammates and yelled, "Come on, there's a suspicious guy here." ”

His shouts also attracted Yoshiji Nishizawa, who was beating the fishermen.

Nishizawa Yoshiji threw away the leather whip, lifted the belt, and angrily led people over, and when he got closer, he found that the guy wearing a hat and hiding his head and tail was so tall, and he couldn't help but look up and down: "Take off the hat and let me see your face clearly." ”

"You deserve it too?"

Nishizawa Yoshiji was furious: "Come, teach me a lesson this arrogant guy, no one dares to talk to me like this on Nishizawa Island." ”

The young Japanese samurai was anxious to perform, and immediately drew his sword and stepped forward, and began to circle around Zhao Chuanxin.

"Death is like the wind, always with me. The road is long, and only the sword is the companion. A sound like metal grinding came out.

Young Japanese samurai: "......"

It's too good to pretend to be forced, it's tolerable or unbearable.

He rushed with his knife raised.

In the process of fighting against the virtual desert emperor, Zhao Chuanxin mainly went through five stages.

In the first stage, he tried his best to learn and improve.

In the second stage, he blended traditional swordsmanship with Western swordsmanship.

In the third stage, because it was difficult for the Desert Emperor who was often stuck at a certain level to advance, Xingyue gave him a replay of the past low-level Desert Emperor.

At that time, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly discovered that when he increased himself with the difficulty, he ignored some ordinary and simple fighting styles of the low-level Desert Emperor, and was often stabbed by a surprise sword.

Just like the realm of "three mountains": looking at the mountain is the mountain, and looking at the water is the water; Look at the mountains are not mountains, and look at the water is not water; Look at the mountain is still a mountain, look at the water is still water.

As a result, the desert emperor, who was difficult to break through, was later easily broken through by him.

Until a new bottleneck is encountered.

Later, Xingyue let him learn some footwork, and the principles of other weapon use, and use everything he can use.

Then again a bottleneck was hit.

Later, thermal weapons were combined, alternating between hot and cold weapons......

Nishizawa Yoshiji twisted his beard and smiled: "Yes, Mifuneman's swordsmanship has improved again......"

As he spoke, the young Japanese samurai was already charging with his sword.

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin's figure flashed.

Unilateral unicorn step, measuring the ruler.

The sheathed Imori Kaneji stabbed the hyoid bone of the young Japanese samurai.

Click......

"Forehead ......"

Don't look at the knife as shorter than the stick, but you also have to divide how to use it.

The unicorn step in the southern fist made Zhao Chuanxin clear, and he would never step together in his busy schedule.

It seems to be dangerous, but in fact it is clever, just avoiding the blade.

If you can't live, the young warrior clasped his neck with his eyes and saw when he would die.

"......" Yoshiji Nishizawa was shocked: "Damn, shoot!" ”

On the island, he was lawless.

Not only did everyone under him carry knives, but there were also many gunmen.

One of the warriors closest to Zhao Chuanxin took down the quick gun behind his back.

Zhao Chuanxin hooked his foot, and the knife dropped by the young warrior was hooked, and he turned around to whip the knife.

Laugh at......

The great head rises to the sky.

The fast gun that had just pulled the bolt was about to fall in the hands of the headless corpse, but it was snatched by Zhao Chuanxin, stretched out his arm horizontally, and fired a shot without looking at the side.

A samurai who tries to sneak up on him is shot in the head.

The Ten Rings in the middle.

During the whole process, Zhao Chuanxin didn't raise his head, and the brim of his hat was always hanging low to block the sight of himself and the enemy.

Zhao Chuanxin whistled the "Banana Symphony of Destiny" in his mouth.

Yoshiji Nishizawa was dumbfounded.

The enemy was quick and sharp, killing three of them in quick succession.

There is no difference between being skilled and a brick movers, that is, when you should exert yourself, when you should use force, you should save effort, and you even have the energy to blow a melodious whistle.

Nishizawa Yoshiji swallowed: "Who are you?" ”

The whistle paused, and the sound of metal rubbing sounded: "Okay, don't change your name, sit or change your surname, it's just below—Ebony Wienenyer, Twain, Uwen, Muben Oschats, oh, you can call me—the Windswept Sword Hero Odebiao." ”

(End of chapter)