The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The lobby manager's body fell forward, and his back was covered with blood holes.

There are more pellets, but not as powerful as a rifle.

The lobby manager was fatally injured and could not die for a while. He was crawling on the ground, dragging a line of blood. He had a strong desire to survive.

Zhao Chuanxin casually loaded a shotgun shell, allowing the Winchester M1897 to maintain 5+1 rounds of ammunition at any time.

He walked into the front desk on his own, opened the drawer and rummaged for the keys, and found the three rooms next to each other on the top floor: Come on, let's go up.

Zhao Yixian peeked out of the door furtively: Zhao Shenxian, are we really going to have no trouble like this?

Oops. Zhao Chuanxin looked at the lobby manager who was gradually moving, and his expression changed: We are really in trouble.

Zhao Yixian clamped his legs tightly, as if he was ready to run away at any moment: Then run quickly?

Zhao Chuanxin said, If this happens, no one will dare to deliver food to us. We will have to go to the restaurant to eat in the evening. It's really troublesome. Hey, let's go.

Zhao Yixian: ...

Gunfire broke out in the lobby on the first floor, and someone went downstairs to check.

Passing by Zhao Chuanxin and others who were on their way to the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin smiled politely and nodded to them.

Zhao Yixian saw everything, which gave him a very strange feeling.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin smoothed the wrinkles of his coat before entering.

He glared at the waiter and said, What the hell are you waiting for if you don't open the door?

The waiter didn't know his origin, but he didn't waste any time and hurriedly opened the door for him.

When the waiter asked to go in, the waiter said: Sir, dogs are not allowed in.

Ganfan bared his teeth at him: Zr...

waiter:……

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and pulled the waiter away. Ganfan glared at the waiter and followed him in.

Maybe it was almost lunch time and there were quite a lot of people.

It looks like it can accommodate three to four hundred people, so it's very big.

Zhao Chuanxin found a seat and sat down. There were two Chinese, two Americans, a British, and a Japanese sitting at the table next to him.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them and snapped his fingers. The waiter trotted over and said in English: Sir, how can I serve you?

Speak in Chinese. Zhao Chuanxin emphasized: Bring me the menu.

The waiter's face was a little stiff, and he took out the menu behind him: Okay, sir.

Still speaking in English.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him with a big mouth: I asked you to speak Chinese, don't you understand?

The waiter was stunned. He covered his face and looked at him aggrievedly. This time he spoke in Chinese: Sir, everyone here speaks English.

The British guy at the table next to me looked up and said dissatisfied: Stop your rude behavior immediately.

Zhao Chuanxin's unruly face flickered in and out of sight in the smoke: It's none of your business?

The people at the table all looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid: What the hell are you looking at?

The people at the table shook their heads and turned away to ignore him.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the menu: Broiled mandarin fish, mustard steak, confit duck gizzards, braised salmon fillet, French braised oxtail and beef bone marrow, black truffle...

Zhao Chuanxin picked up everything, and even ordered more than a dozen dishes, and asked: Two portions of each kind.

The waiter cursed the bumpkin in his heart, but could only smile on the face: Sir, Western food is about appetizers, assorted salads, mixed lettuce, foie gras, grilled snails...

Be like your mother, Guanggun, do you need to teach me what to eat?

The waiter remembered it and left in a hurry with a slap mark on his face.

Zhao Yixian felt a little embarrassed.

People around them looked at them strangely.

Although he has never been to such an occasion, as the saying goes, do as the Romans do. Since he is in a Western restaurant, he must naturally follow the rules of Western food.

But obviously he didn't dare to say this to Zhao Chuanxin, and he might cut off his arm with an axe.

He had no doubt about it.

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: Master, these are not as delicious as the dishes you cook.

It's just a makeshift meal. Who's going to cook when there's ready-made food? At least there's no technology and hard work now, right?

This is Zhao Chuanxin's inner voice.

At this time, at the table next to him, the Chinese man with a Chinese character face said: In the more than sixty years since the introduction of opium, I have died of addiction, quitting, and taking raw drugs. The sun and the moon are cutting into my breath, and I have died of the invisible. Counting billions of dollars, this is why smoking is banned but the dead will not die. Smoking ban is imperative.

The Yankee also nodded in praise: On behalf of Mr. Roosevelt, I agree with this view. Currently, there are two major problems in eradicating the foundation of opium. One is the opium problem in various countries in the world, and the other is the opium problem in the Qing Empire.

After speaking, he looked at the Japanese.

The Japanese's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the British man from the corner of his eye, but remained silent.

In fact, he really wanted to say yes, but Japan and Britain were flirting with each other, so it was hard to disagree on the spot.

Why did the United States and Japan both support the Qing court's ban on smoking?

Because of the United States and the Philippines, some Chinese who were addicted to opium brought an irreversible trend. More and more people smoked opium, to the point where it had to be controlled.

The American at the table is Brent, the American Episcopal bishop in the Philippines.

He discovered that there were too many opium smokers in the Philippines, so he sent a telegram to Ronaldo to discuss a ban on smoking.

Da Luo readily agreed.

And why do the Japanese agree?

It was not because of their good intentions, but after the signing of the Treaty of Shimonoseki, opium became rampant in some of the areas they invaded.

This is mainly the result of the efforts of the two Chinese people at the table. The one with the Chinese character for Chinese characters is Tang Guoan, who is the alternate head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Qing Dynasty at this time. The other person’s name is Yan Huiqing.

Tang Guoan is one of the second batch of children studying in the United States. He is one of the pioneers who went abroad to broaden their horizons and then came back to serve the motherland.

The two found Brent and planned to hold an anti-smoking meeting.

Although Tahara, the Japanese representative, did not speak, everyone had a clear idea and couldn't help but look at Xie Lishan, the British representative.

Xie Lishan is the Chinese translation of the name Alexander at this time, which is easier to remember than Alexander.

Xie Lishan frowned.

To put it bluntly, the anti-smoking ban was actually mainly targeted at the British. They mainly exported opium to China as a trading commodity, causing a large amount of silver to flow out of the Qing court.

What did the Qing court do to resist this exodus?

Okay, then I will vigorously develop opium myself and produce and sell it myself.

I am more cruel to myself, so I asked you if you are afraid?

Needless to say, the British are indeed confused. It is difficult to dump a large amount of opium from their Indian colonies to China. What to do with the rest?

Indians are also ruthless, and they also start producing and selling it themselves, and their own people start to smoke it.

Subsequently, many British people also began to smoke.

In fact, the British also found that the matter was too serious to control.

However, the Queen of England still found it difficult to let go of the interests of opium.

Xie Lishan frowned and said: The Queen of our country once said - the trade between the two countries, the monarch and the subjects gain not losses, but great benefits. This kind of exchange can enhance love and trade and should not be banned.

How shameless.

The people present looked at each other.

We are all foxes of thousands of years, what are you still doing here?

Before anyone here could speak, a tall man suddenly pulled up a chair and sat next to him. He smiled and said in English: Is your queen an idiot?

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Xie Lishan was furious.

Zhao Chuanxin was rude to him just now, but he didn't care.

But at this time, Zhao Chuanxin was rude to the Queen of England, and Xie Lishan couldn't bear it.

He slammed the table: What did you say? How dare you insult the Queen?

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: Yes, yes, humiliate her profusely.

Next to Xie Lishan's chair, there is a civilization staff.

He picked up the civilized staff and slashed it at the head of Zhao Chuanxin's pocket.

It's a pity that Zhao Chuanxin reached out his hand lightly, grasped the civilized staff, and snatched it away with a little force.

He drew back his hand and hit Xie Lishan firmly on the cheek.

Snapped……

The civilized stick was actually broken, which shows how cruel this blow was.

Xie Lishan was old and his teeth were already loose. After being slapped like this, half of his teeth fell out.

Tahara stood up suddenly, lifted up his suit, and there was a holster on his waist. The Meiji 26-type revolver was tied by a rope. He was just about to touch the gun...

Zhao Chuanxin threw his ax away.

Ah... Tahara screamed.

Tang Guoan stood up suddenly, but was a little at a loss.

He shouted suddenly: Wait a minute, sir, I have something to say. Today we are discussing a ban on smoking...

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, leaned forward, took the ax from Tian Yuan's arm, and bared his teeth and said: If you want to discuss it, you can discuss it. What else can you do? If you pull out a gun in front of me, you deserve this disaster.

Tahara screamed again.

Now I can't draw my gun anymore.

Tang Guoan's scalp was numb: Sir, who are you?

Zhao Chuanxin sat back and said with a sneer: I am Zhao Chuanxin.

As soon as this was said, the entire restaurant fell silent.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped the blood on the ax blade cleanly on the suit Bren took off.

American Brennan didn't dare to move.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding an ax, pointed at Xie Lishan and said: Go back and send a telegram to your queen. There is no need to hold a meeting. From now on, no matter whether there are merchant ships or cargo ships in the UK, if they bring a piece of smoke to China, I, Zhao Passing the salary will destroy the whole boat.

hiss……

There are prominent people from all over the world in the restaurant.

After hearing Zhao Chuanxin's words, everyone took a breath.

Others say it, but no one believes it.

But Zhao Chuanxin followed his words, and four ships just sank on the Huangpu River. This is no joke.

Half of Xie Lishan's face was red and swollen, and he hesitated when speaking. He pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said: Our British Empire claims that the sun never sets, and its warships are like a forest. You are only an ordinary man, how can you fight against our British army of millions?

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: I know you have many British ships, and your British devils also have many dogs. But you remember, the sea around the land of China is not your British sea, nor Japan's sea, nor the great powers' sea. The sea, but the sea that belongs to me, Zhao Chuanxin, I am the fucking Dragon King of the East Sea! If your queen angers me, I will go to your Atlantic Ocean and become the Dragon King of the West Sea!

Xie Lishan understood.

Following the rules, Zhao Chuanxin only looked after the coastal areas of the Qing Empire.

If he didn't follow the rules, Zhao Chuanxin would go to the waters of the British Empire to control the wind and rain, and capsize all their ships!

At this time, it was not just Xie Lishan whose expression changed.

Regardless of business or politics in European countries, who is not afraid of this?

The United States has already carried out salvage operations, claiming that there was a huge cut in the sunken ship and the sealed cabin was not working, which caused the ship to sink.

They already knew Zhao Chuanxin's method of scuttling the warship, but they still found it difficult to guard against it because they didn't know how Zhao Chuanxin did it or what tools or weapons he used.

This is terrible.

According to statistics provided by the United States, in a battleship formation, the average speed at which Zhao Chuanxin scuttled one battleship was about four minutes, because his speed at sea was so fast that no means of transportation could match it at this time. Can't stop him.

If Zhao Chuanxin wanted to scuttle the entire main ship of the Great White Fleet, it would only take an hour.

this is too scary.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, came to a foreigner, and put his hand on his shoulder.

The foreigner's body was stiff and he was sweating.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: Which country are you from?

The foreigner answered honestly: Mr. Zhao, I am Dutch.

... Zhao Chuanxin took his hand away awkwardly but politely: Netherland, please remember to live an honest life. I think your queen must also agree with me.

A reader keeps leaving messages under chapter 581, talking about Western pseudo-history. I politely and politely deleted his comment, he continued to comment, and then I deleted it again.

Saying too much hurts feelings, just say a few words.

Since some people have always complained about me for carrying private goods, I wrote that paragraph in a teasing tone, and Captain Zhao was teasing his apprentice. No matter what point of view you hold, you should not take it seriously.

Because this isn't even considered private material, it's just a joke.

Going above and beyond is too much.

I have written two million books. Everyone can see the gap between the Qing Empire and the great powers at that time, right?

Do you think this gap was suddenly widened by the great powers through epiphany?

Did the great powers suddenly wake up without any foundation?

I have seen people become rich overnight, but I have never seen anyone become rich overnight.

My level is limited, that's all I know. If you insist on denying it completely, then OK, consider yourself right.

Let’s stop here and don’t hurt the deep and sweet relationship between the author and the readers that can’t be let go until the day it ends. Don’t continue to set the pace with relevant comments, okay?