Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

After Zhao Chuanxin and Li Ziyu quarreled for a while, he sat down and said to the beautiful and charming secretary: "When I came in, I saw people from the adjudication team standing guard outside. I asked someone to buy me some food and came back. I was starving to death. "

The secretary looked at Li Ziyu and waited for Li Ziyu to nod before going out.

The training was pretty good.

Zhao Chuanxin's Xuantian Sect is not a feudal organization and does not require everyone to be loyal to himself. Doesn't that become the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor?

A healthy and well-organized organization should not overstep orders and report unless it is unfairly treated.

Li Ziyu was still complaining: "The leader's arrival is so abrupt."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "Is there any trouble on Ao Island?"

Li Ziyu knew that Zhao Chuanxin was asking about Portugal and the United Kingdom.

He shook his head: "Portugal does not dare to offend you. The British are coveting it, but it is only an idea. Now that you have defeated Tsarist Russia, they are even more afraid to act rashly."

The withered bones in the tomb can probably be used to evaluate this old empire.

Tsarist Russia is like a strong man who wants to make himself bigger in the gym, at least his frame is big enough.

Britain is in decline, and the parts hanging on its body are peeling off one by one.

Anyone with eyesight knows that Britain is only getting weaker.

Li Ziyu added: "Now Ao Island has become an important training ground for our adjudication team. The adjudication team has developed a standard number of new army troops to defend Ao Island, as well as dispatched to Hong Kong Island and Hankou for regular rotation. The chief instructor hired He is a retired German officer, and the special instructors are all retired members hired from the Lugang Town Insurance Team."

Hearing that the insurance team had retired members, Zhao Chuanxin felt a little uncomfortable.

Many years have passed in the blink of an eye.

After chatting for a while, the secretary came back with a portion of Portuguese chicken.

This is a combination of Chinese and Western methods, stewed with chicken, tomatoes, potatoes, eggs, and curry salt.

In addition to Portuguese chicken, there are also pork buns, both of which can be eaten together.

Zhao Chuanxin took the food box and said, "Ha, that's good. There's still a restaurant that's still open at this late hour."

The secretary wore a long dress with a slim waist and wide hips, a corset, hip pads and layers of petticoats. Not only did this not make her feel cold in the late November weather in Australia, it also made her sweat a little.

Zhao Chuanxin lamented that Li Ziyu’s grandson really knew how to play.

The secretary was very charming, but his tone was very arrogant: "Master, there are no restaurants open at this time, but there is nothing that our Xuantian Sect wants that we can't get on Ao Island."

After hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin not only did not approve, but his expression became gloomy.

But he didn't say anything. He just took out a glass bowl, gave some to his secretary and said, "You eat first."

The secretary didn't know why.

Zhao Chuanxin emphasized his tone: "I'll let you eat."

It's not loud, but it's unmistakable.

The secretary was frightened by the sudden burst of momentum from Zhao Chuanxin. He held up the hem of his skirt and bent down to eat with difficulty.

Maybe it was because the restraints were so tight that I couldn't swallow it.

Zhao Chuanxin waited for her to finish eating, and after a few more minutes, he moved his chopsticks.

Li Ziyu noticed something and waved to his secretary: "Go back and rest first."

Just as the secretary was about to pout and show his dissatisfaction, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly looked up. His eyes showed the indifference to life that could only be seen after a long time in the battlefield. The secretary's beauty turned pale, and she ran out holding up her skirt.

After the secretary left, Li Ziyu smiled bitterly: "The boss is too careful. She must have asked someone from the outside tribunal to buy it. There will be no problem."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't answer any questions and just showed off.

After finishing his meal and rinsing his mouth, he lit a cigarette and said, "A proud soldier will be defeated."

Li Ziyu was stunned: "What does the leader mean?"

"You used your power to force people to knock on their doors and ask them to cook after they closed their businesses. The fact that you can do this today shows that you did it yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and you will do it again in the future."

Li Ziyu was stunned.

This year's smooth development has numbed his nerves.

He sat up straight: "Master, I was wrong."

There are always people who instigate Zhao Chuanxin to rise to power, but Zhao Chuanxin remains unmoved. This is the reason.

For an individual, the easiest thing to do is to change yourself, and the hardest thing to do is to change others.

It can be said that from now to the future, it will not be until a great man appears that the people can truly be freed from suffering.

The one with the surname Sun is no good, the ones behind are even more useless, and Zhao Chuanxin is also useless.

Ao Island, a small place, can decay so quietly and quickly, let alone a country.

Silence fell in the office.

Li Ziyu is a cautious person and cannot withstand the erosion of power.

If it were someone else, it would probably be the same.

The era is such an era, and this kind of thinking is generally shared from top to bottom.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhao Chuanxin sighed and suddenly felt tired.

He is really not that material. Some giants are born giants. They are spiritual giants and have nothing to do with physical strength or force.

Zhao Chuanxin took out three copper eyes and placed them on the mahogany desk: "Find an unoccupied room, put one of them in, and lock it."

He took out two more letters: "These two letters, and the other two bronze eyes, one is sent to Honolulu to the high priest of the Kanaka tribe. The other letter and the bronze eyes are mailed to Ethan in North Tarrytown, New York." Leave the estate to my butler, Freddie Pavitt.”

Li Ziyu wanted to lighten the atmosphere and asked, "What is this? An antique?"

"The copper eye itself is not valuable, but it is a symbol. Wherever it is there, I will be there." Zhao Chuanxin blurted out.

Li Ziyu forced a smile and asked: "Master, are you going to Hong Kong Island tomorrow? I can arrange a boat for you."

Shaking his head, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't go. Tomorrow I will go to Huzhou Mansion. I have some unfinished business, and then I will go directly back to Lubin Mansion."

He was worried that if he went to Hong Kong Island and saw things he didn't want to see, it would be better not to go.

Zhao Chuanxin did not live in the luxurious residence arranged by Li Guangzong.

It was not cold on Ao Island, so Zhao Chuanxin went to the roof of the branch to deal with it all night.

There is no one around, only the stars and the moon for company.

Xingyue didn't sleep. It controlled the black puppet craftsman to work beside Zhao Chuanxin all night. It kept watch and made some more exploding arrows for Zhao Chuanxin.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Chuanxin had already set off, without even saying goodbye to Li Ziyu.

……

An ocean liner docked in Victoria Harbor, Hong Kong Island.

Liu Baogui, Miao Cuihua, Samuel Goldberg, Liu Jiahui, Wang Long and others filed off the boat.

As soon as the boat arrived, it was surrounded by reporters from all walks of life.

"Mr. Liu, I am a reporter from Shenbao..."

"Mr. Liu, I am the chief writer of "Oriental Magazine"..."

"Mr. Liu, this is Ta Kung Pao..."

"Mr. Liu, this is Current Affairs..."

Too many people came.

The main reason is that participating in the Olympic Games is too unbelievable for the Qing Dynasty, and winning a medal is even more shocking.

If the Qing court had money, they wouldn't spend it on activities that they thought were of no practical use but cost a lot of money, just to save face?

So the question is, if you want to save face, you have to win medals. Who understands this Laoshizi Olympics?