Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

But Yuan Shikai was definitely smart and quickly thought of countermeasures.

He issued a reward!

Whoever catches this gang will receive 200 silver dollars. Anyone who kills one person will get 300 yuan. Anyone who captures one person alive will get 400 yuan.

The reward is high enough, and of course the money comes from foreigners.

But Zhao Chuanxin had already led people out of the city.

The horses galloped all the way, but they were trapped and the horses were exhausted.

After daybreak, they began to walk toward the mountains.

After finding a mountain col, Zhao Chuanxin took out the brand new quilts he had gotten on the train and distributed a bundle to everyone: "Let's just take a nap first and leave after we have enough rest."

The canned beef was opened and the tube was full. It was delicious.

Officers, soldiers, horses, and patrolmen interrogated households along the way. When everyone heard that someone had robbed a foreign bank, not only did they not cooperate, but they gloated?

Do you know why?

No one hates foreigners more than the people in Baxian, Wen'an and Jinghai.

The Boxing Riot started in Jinghai, and the surrounding villages responded one after another, conquering Tianjin City in one fell swoop and causing a great commotion.

Of course, there were also heavy casualties later.

Not only did the local people hate foreigners, but the Qing government officials also hated them.

At that time, there were two to three hundred people in the altar and tens of thousands of boxers, making it very powerful.

Now when I hear it, I find that this group of people is so smart. A few people dare to rob banks, and they specialize in robbing foreign banks and only killing foreigners. Isn't this what the Boxers did back then?

"Good kill!"

"I didn't see it, and I won't tell you if I did!"

"Haha, they don't want to hurt your lives, but you are working as lackeys for the foreigners. What kind of world is this?"

Zhang Zhankui came out of the common people's house with a depressed look on his face.

Zhou Yuxiang, his right hand, was injured and recuperating at home. At this time, he was surrounded by others.

"Brother, why don't we really go after them if we just deal with the situation? Even if we catch up, I heard that this group of people are very good at shooting, and we are no match for them."

Zhang Zhankui sighed: "It's just a matter of eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor. Let's just try our best. There is no need to force it."

"To say that this group of people is very powerful, I heard from the injured brother that there are only seven or eight of them, and they make no sound at all when they walk. They usually only fire one or two shots, and they are sure to hit. They leave after the fight, never hesitate to fight, and they are very serious about themselves. His marksmanship is very confident.”

He still lacks language. If it were Zhao Chuanxin, he would definitely say: "Look back with confidence!"

I heard that there were only seven or eight people on the other side, and there was no sound at all when walking. Suddenly, a light flashed in Zhang Zhankui's head.

I seem to have missed something.

He hurriedly asked: "By the way, Wu Zi, do you know what kind of gun this group of people used?"

"Someone went to check the bullets. It is said that the bullets in Yuxiang should belong to the Russian seven-ring runner. Later, the bullet that wounded my brother was the Russian rifle."

In this way, Zhang Zhankui shook his head again.

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin and those people had bought a batch of pistols, but what kind of pistols were called semi-automatic? The newly developed ones were not Russian guns at all.

Am I overthinking it?

He suddenly said: "Five sons, let's go back first..."

When he returned to the hotel where Li Guangzong and the others were staying, he asked and found out that they had checked out yesterday.

Zhang Zhankui thought that he had guessed wrong before, but when he heard this, he suddenly took a breath.

Damn, it’s really them.

So, should I report this matter?

Forget it, people are very loyal to Jianghu, if I do that, I will be ridiculed by my fellow Jianghu!

But he was also extremely curious, where did these people come from? Which group of green forests outside the customs? How did they take that money away?

Zhao Chuanxin and his men turned around in Ba County and headed towards Langfang.

After a short rest, we passed through Yutian and Lulong and went straight to Shanhaiguan.

Although he had to sleep in the open air, Zhao Chuanxin had sufficient supplies. He had quilts and pillows when he was sleepy, and meat, rice and wine when he was hungry. Although the journey was hard, his morale was high.

Everyone knew that Zhao Chuanxin had a large amount of money in his hand. No matter how small it was, it would not be a problem for everyone to share one or two thousand yuan.

Damn, this number is enough to make people jealous.

Didn’t you see that when Yuan Shikai offered a reward of several hundred people, someone stuck their head in their belt and tried their best? This also caused a lot of trouble for everyone.

At that time, Zhao Chuanxin thought that the person blocking the road was also asking for money, but the man opened fire directly, and Gao Li was shot in the chest.

Resting at this moment, Gao Li opened his clothes and took a look, and said with lingering fear: "This armor is so good, it can actually prevent bullets!"

The second fat man patted his belly and said, "I'm afraid of getting shot. This fat body will turn up if I get hit, and it will be difficult to sew it up."

Li Guangzong sighed: "Unfortunately, our investment plan came to nothing."

He also wanted to invest in the railway in the south and make a lot of money in the future.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "The environment is still a little bad now, and railway investment is not the best choice. When I have the opportunity, I will take you to the United States and short their stock market. That will make money very fast." In two years, they should have an economic crisis."

In fact, Zhao Chuanxian does not want to invest in industry now, and he is not willing to contribute to the Qing government at all.

When the Qing government is overthrown, those warlords will become even more unreasonable. Regardless of the industry, they will be robbed when the time comes, and there is nothing they can do against them.

But if we invest heavily in the three northeastern provinces, it will not work. In the future, when Japan launches a war of aggression against China, it will be a wedding dress for little Japan.

It is unrealistic to keep the money forever. During the Republic of China, silver dollars were no longer used. The price of silver has depreciated so much that it will be too late to spend it.

After much thought, the best option is to convert all silver dollars into foreign exchange, regardless of dollars or pounds, and then invest in a stable place, and use the money you make to save the country.

Professional last-hitting, throwing money wherever you need, but not ending up yourself, I guess this is the best choice.

After thinking about these things, Zhao Chuanxin smiled happily: "Don't talk about what is there and what is not. Let's build Lugang Town first when we get back."

He must leave some marks for himself in this era. A hundred years from now, when tourists come to Lugang Town, the tour guide will say that Zhao Chuan’s salary was used to build it...

Just as he was on the road again, he met an official.

This man is riding a tall horse, has a beard, is somewhat thin, and is observing the surrounding environment from time to time.

There were also many of his followers, carrying guns and following silently.

The two sides met each other, and the official looked at Zhao Chuanxin and others.

Then he called an attendant and gave some instructions.

The follower quickly came to Zhao Chuanxin and said, "My master asked you to go and ask questions."

Zhao Chuanxin was lazily basking in the sun on the back of his horse, and glanced at the attendant: "Who is your master? I will go if he asks me to, wouldn't that make me lose face?"

"How outrageous! My lord is General Shengjing, newly appointed by the imperial court to lead the three eastern provinces. How can I allow you to speak so wildly?"

Hey!

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but look at the man from a distance.

This person is Zhao Erxun, a die-hard loyalist of the Qing Dynasty.

But this man was quite talented and managed the three eastern provinces, especially Shenyang, in an orderly manner.

He actually met a high-ranking official from the border area.

What he didn't even know was that he and Zhao Erxun almost left Tianjin on the front foot and on the back foot.

When he was robbing the bank, Zhao Erxun was seeking advice from Yuan Shikai and discussing the governance of the three northeastern provinces.

Zhao Chuanxin ran first, but took a detour. Zhao Erxun left later, but went directly north, so the two sides met here.

"Oh, General Shengjing, isn't it amazing? The Russians left, and now Japan is here again. I wonder if this General Shengjing will just turn around and run away regardless of the life and death of the people?"

General Shengjing was already famous for either opening the door and kneeling to welcome the foreigners, or running away...