The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The old Zhao family had a baby, but Zhao Chuanxin was unable to go back.

Zhao Chuanxin's eldest daughter, Zhao Lingjun, cried and shouted to find her father, but Zhao Chuanxin also did not dare to go.

The plague in Lubin Prefecture and Lugang Town was controlled first, so Zhao Chuanxin simply did not return to his territory and wandered around with Wu Lien-teh and others.

Harbin, Changchun Prefecture, Fengtian...

On New Year's Eve, Zhao Chuanxin cooked in person.

Wu Lien-teh was surprised and said, "Can we eat sea bass?"

Zhao Chuanxin wore an apron, and if he didn't have a chef's hat, he used a sun hat instead to prevent his hair from falling into the pot.

There were a row of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, soy sauce, MSG on the operating table...

Although there were many people, he did not cook a big pot of food.

The spoon was swung into a shadow, and every time the oil was just right, the pot was fried, the ingredients were added, the spoon was flipped, and the stir-fry was done.

Wu Lien-teh was amazed: "Lord Zhao is really good at everything."

He finally understood it, and his summary of Zhao Chuan-xin was: treat enemies like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, treat friends like spring flowers blooming.

After a while, the pepper fried meat was cooked.

Zhao Chuan-xin quickly put it on a plate: "Take it away."

He controlled four stoves at the same time, one for frying, two for steaming and stewing.

Frying, roasting, cooking and deep-frying, and in a moment, two tables of dishes were prepared.

He wiped his hands with his apron, took out four jars of Tongshengjin Shaoxing pots, two bottles of tequila, and two bottles of Lafite wine: "Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"Lord Zhao's words are very embarrassing for us. We all depended on your care along the way."

"That's right. If it weren't for Lord Zhao, how could it be so smooth?"

Wu Lien-teh poured wine for everyone and sighed: "At first, I thought I could only go to epidemic prevention one place at a time. If it weren't for Lord Zhao, we might still be in Fujia Dian now."

According to the original history, a quarter of the population of Fujia Dian had died at this time.

Wu Lien-teh and his men could only take care of Harbin, and then they were able to go to Changchun Prefecture and Fengtian.

But with Zhao Chuanxin, he directly requisitioned trains from Japan and Russia, which did not carry passengers but were specifically used to carry epidemic prevention materials and medical staff, and many places advanced simultaneously.

The number of infected people has gradually decreased, and now we can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

"Lord Zhao accompanied the dispatch, and his contribution is indispensable."

These people were not flattering.

Wherever there was a shortage of masks and medicines, Zhao Chuanxin sent a telegram to solve it immediately.

Many people in Changchun Prefecture and Fengtian volunteered to participate in epidemic prevention work.

But these people lacked modern medical knowledge, even Chinese medicine doctors, so the proportion of deaths was extremely high.

But Zhao Chuanxin sent specially trained doctors from Lugang Town and Lubin Prefecture to train everywhere, and distributed special medicines and antibiotics, first of all, to medical staff, reducing the number of deaths to a minimum, which greatly mobilized the enthusiasm for epidemic prevention.

In terms of resource dispatch, it was actually planned by Xingyue, which was extremely efficient.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his glass: "Everyone, let's drink this cup together!"

He drank it all in one gulp.

Everyone was drinking and grinning.

The atmosphere was more lively.

They were no longer as afraid of Zhao Chuanxin as they were at the beginning.

"During this period, I can't remember how many meals Lord Zhao has cooked for us."

Everyone worked together, Zhao Chuanxin was responsible for shocking people, holding a big stick to make officials from all over the country cooperate, dispatching resources, transporting materials... In addition to these, he was also responsible for cooking.

Everyone was busy, and eating was a big problem.

Zhao Chuanxin cooked in various ways, including Orleans-style barbecue, Mexican burritos, large pieces of meat from Lubinfu, Buryat buns, hot dogs, chicken stewed with mushrooms...

The hard-working medical staff have gained a lot of weight during this period.

People are not plants, who can be heartless?

The fear of Zhao Chuanxin first turned into awe, and then into love.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Make more efforts to defeat the plague before the weather warms up."

When they drank until about eight o'clock, Zhao Chuanxin asked them to drink first, and he teleported to Kuitshalan, disinfected first, then entered the underground fortress and released puppet servants to help make dumplings.

If there are too many people, you can't play tricks. There are two kinds of fillings: leeks, eggs, shrimps, and pickled cabbage and meat.

Three hundred and seventy dumplings were made.

After making them, they were taken back to cook, and then put on the lid curtain made of sorghum stalks: "There are many people, ten per person, no one should take more."

Everyone looked at the steaming dumplings with tears in their eyes.

"Cheers to Lord Zhao."

Who would have thought that Zhao Chuanxin could wash clothes and cook for them?

Zhao Chuanxin washed dozens or hundreds of clothes every time, and it was hard for everyone to imagine how he washed them all.

How did Zhao Chuanxin wash?

He first built a huge stone basin, filled it with water, heated it with the old god crucible imprint, put in a large amount of soap powder produced by Tianshangfei, manipulated the Lord Runzhi's greetings to stir the water flow, evaporate the water, rinse, and then steam dry...

They were clearly arranged for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

On New Year's Eve, everyone was relaxed and inevitably drank more.

Some people cried bitterly, some vomited, and some shouted that they wanted to swear brotherhood with Lord Zhao by frying chicken heads and burning yellow paper.

"Swearing brotherhood is nothing, but what's the matter with you kneeling down and kowtow to me? I won't give you New Year's money. I spent millions of dollars on this epidemic prevention."

The money extorted and stolen from Tsarist Russia and Japan had long been consumed.

Now it is the stage of paying out of pocket.

Zhao Chuanxin spent more than three million yuan, and the Qing court had already paid more than three million taels of silver.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Chuanxin was still awake, but others, including Wu Lien-teh, were staggering.

Zhao Chuanxin was suddenly stunned.

Xingyue presented him with a picture on his glasses.

In her warmly decorated room, Jiang Mingxin held up the "magic lamp" given by Zhao Chuanxin and said something to the magic lamp: "God's servant, God's servant, I hope you are safe and sound. This is my last time in a year." His wish, you must bless him..."

…

At this time, many newspapers were scolding Zhao Chuanxin for being arbitrary.

"Far East News" stated: Zhao Chuanxin slaughters people with a calm expression. He can slaughter Japanese soldiers and civilians. The face of the burned corpse did not change, and some people knelt on the ground to turn around. Zhao ordered his soldiers to hold his shoulders tightly and prevent him from getting up. For three hours on the ice and snow, his legs were disabled due to lack of energy and blood. The people outside the pass were like boiling soup...

"Qingpu News" said: "If you oppose, you will kill without mercy. He will crush his bones and display his lustful power. He is the first person in history to maintain his authority by killing. I have never seen a person who is so harsh on the people..."

"Tianduo Bao" stated: At that time, everyone called Zhao Erfeng the butcher, but Zhao Chuanxin praised him. He had been hiding his murderous intention for a long time. A total of 9 people outside the pass were killed by Zhao, and the prince and tutor were also slapped by him. He was so rampant. Extremely...

On public Internet screens, there were many posts criticizing Zhao Chuanxin, with hundreds of hot posts and messages.

"Zhao Chuanxin is the real butcher."

"Damn it, it's Zhao Chuanxin."

"What are the people to blame?"

Due to the rampant plague and lack of information, medical staff were exhausted and all they reported to Fengtian was epidemic prevention news, and no one had the energy to pay attention to anything else.

News about Zhao Chuanxin's cruel methods in epidemic prevention came out, but there were no other specific details, so that various newspapers that were accustomed to catching rumors and rumors simultaneously criticized him.

Coupled with the Internet adding fuel to the flames, the outside world has started to spit.

…

In Fengtian, Xiliang finally met Zhao Chuanxin.

When Xiliang inspected the epidemic prevention work, he saw a tall, bearded man carrying a watering can.

When Xiliang didn't react, Zhao Chuanxin pointed the watering can at him and sprayed wildly.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Cut the nonsense and disinfect."

Wu Liande hurriedly stepped forward to mediate: "Your Majesty Governor, you must disinfect your entry and exit, and prevent the spread of the plague. This is Mr. Zhao Chuanxin. Mr. Zhao, this is Mr. Xiliang, the Governor of the three eastern provinces."

Zhao Chuanxin was wearing a mask, his face was expressionless, and he said perfunctorily: "Governor, it's a pleasure to meet you. There's nothing in the way. Next one."

Xiliang: "..."

Wu Liande was grateful to Zhao Chuanxin and equally grateful to Xiliang.

At that time, in the early days of the fight against the plague, there was a more senior French doctor named Mesny.

Mesny did not believe Wu Liande's theory that saliva spread the plague and questioned Wu Liande.

But Xiliang strongly supported Wu Liande.

Mesny was so angry that he saw a patient without wearing a mask, and he died of the infection...

This is probably to drown those who know how to swim, to kill those who are stubborn, and to infect those who don't believe in saliva.

Xiliang was followed by a group of foreign doctors.

And...a reporter.

"Far East News" reporter Zhou Fengquan came last. After Zhao Chuanxin sprayed him with disinfectant, he stood expressionless in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

"A good dog doesn't block the road." Zhao Chuanxin said with the same expressionless expression.

Zhou Fengquan continued to be expressionless: "I am a reporter, a specially appointed reporter from the epidemic area of ​​the Far East News."

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "You are quite brave."

Facing Zhao Chuanxin, Zhou Fengquan's eyes did not flinch: "Reporters from "Lugang Town Journal" dare to go to the battlefield, and our reporters from "Far East News" also dare to come to the epidemic area."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "Awesome."

"Master Zhao, I want to ask you a few questions."

"Looking at how brave you are, but it doesn't matter."

Zhou Fengquan stared at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Master Zhao, besides killing people, what else have you done?"

Zhao Chuanxin sprayed disinfectant into the air: "Laundry, cooking, that's all."

Zhou Fengquan looked at the medical staff next to him: "Is what Mr. Zhao said true?"

"Yes, it's just..."

"Thank you for your answer." Zhou Fengquan interrupted him, and then followed Xiliang and the others in.

"..."

Although Xiliang was concerned about the epidemic, he did not dare to go to the quarantine area.

Instead, he went to the temporary residence and work and rest area of ​​the medical staff to watch.

Each room has bunk beds and the smell of disinfectant fills the air.

Xiliang looked at these well-made solid wood bunk beds and said in surprise: "This bed is very good."

Wu Liande nodded: "Sir, this was made by Mr. Zhao himself. Mr. Zhao is also a skilled craftsman."

Zhou Fengquan frowned.

Xiliang opened the closet and saw that it was full of white coats, all washed and clean. In addition to the smell of disinfectant, there was also a faint scent of lavender.

Xiliang picked up a piece of clothing and saw that the clothes were supported by wood and hung on the beam, so they could be so neat.

He nodded: "That's very good."

Wu Liande was about to say that this was all the result of Zhao Chuanxin, but Zhou Fengquan interrupted: "Although the clothes are washed and starched, it takes a lot of time and is not beneficial to epidemic prevention."

Wu Liande frowned: "That's wrong. Many diseases are caused by sanitary conditions. When the late French doctor Mesny was in Tianjin for epidemic prevention, he focused on maintaining the cleanliness of the urban area and the cleanliness of patients' personal diet and clothing. It can be seen that, This is also extremely important.”

Zhou Fengquan disagreed.

Xiliang inspected the situation and saw that the epidemic prevention work was in good order. He was very satisfied and highly praised Wu Liande.

Zhou Fengquan also said: "I admire Dr. Wu for his benevolence as a doctor."

Wu Liande wanted to speak again, but Xiliang waved his hand: "Since everything is in order, I will not disrupt the epidemic prevention here."

Wu Liande had no choice but to send them away.

When they left, they saw Zhao Chuanxin sitting at the door reading a book with a cigar in his mouth.

The title of the book - "Spring and Autumn".

Xiliang's face was complicated.

This careless man makes all the monarchs in the world fear him.

With him around, even if Xiliang had great ambitions, it would be difficult to carry out work outside the customs.

All the available benefits were taken by Lubin Mansion and Lugang Town.

But this man was able to move in and out of the isolation camp that others feared like a tiger.

Come to think of it, he really didn't care about life and death.

Xiliang knew that Zhao Chuanxin spent a lot of money and killed people just to scare Xiaoxiao. After all, every natural disaster will cause a man-made disaster.

He understood Zhao Chuanxin and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

He also knew that there were many people outside who were slandering and framing Zhao Chuanxin, but he pretended not to know and would not excuse Zhao Chuanxin.

When Zhou Fengquan passed by Zhao Chuanxin, he stretched his head and glanced into the book, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The cover of the book is "Spring and Autumn", and inside it is actually a Japanese erotic painting. A man and a woman lie on their sides, with lifelike postures and a field of white flowers.

That thing, the woman among them was holding a fan.

Zhou Fengquan spat.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately closed the book and grabbed Zhou Fengquan's collar.

Zhou Fengquan was startled: "What are you doing? Don't mess around..."

Zhao Chuanxin said fiercely: "Spitting anywhere will result in a fine of an ocean!"

Everyone: "..."

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was not joking, Zhou Fengquan could only take out a big piece of meat in pain.

Zhao Chuanxin took it, sprayed the medicine with a watering can, and put it in his pocket: "Everyone can at least add a chicken leg tonight."

Medical staff: "Your Majesty."

Zhou Fengquan and Xiliang: "..."

The last foreign doctor stood in front of Zhao Chuanxin, stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am Siket Carr, a doctor from the UK and a painter. Mr. Zhao, I heard that you are also a painter." , I'm very interested in you."

Zhao Chuanxin shook hands with him, and then used disinfectant to disinfect his hands: "Get out of here, you're a pervert."

Sickert Khar: "..."

There was still a smile on his face, but there was a hint of sullenness in his eyes.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Zhao Chuanxin and said, "The news about the plague has spread. Doctor representatives from eleven countries have come to Fengtian to prepare for the 'Universal Plague Research Conference.' I'm looking forward to seeing you there again." You, Mr. Zhao.”

"roll."

After Zhou Fengquan returned, "Far East News" continued to slander Zhao Chuanxin, saying that even during the epidemic prevention process, Zhao Chuanxin still indulged in pleasure, eating and drinking, and mentioned many details to support it, such as the smell of lavender all over the house...

Many newspapers came together, and various gossips were bound to nail Zhao Chuanxin to the pillar of shame.

But he praised Wu Liande and the medical staff very much, saying that he worked tirelessly, handled the epidemic prevention properly, etc...

After the New Year, the number of deaths from the plague dropped to zero.

All the medical staff cheered.

Zhao Chuanxin was just happy when he received a telegram from Liu Huaqiang in Hankou and Shuangxi who had followed Huang Xing in their rebellion.

Liu Huaqiang told Zhao Chuanxin that something happened in Hankou.

Hankou, known as the Chicago of the East, has an outrageous number of rickshaws.

There was a rickshaw driver, Wu Yigou, who accidentally ran over the foot of an Indian patrolman while pulling the rickshaw.

The patrolman immediately became furious and knocked Wu Yigou down with a stick. He then kicked him several times and Wu Yigou died on the spot.

This is what other fellow rickshaw pullers who rushed to the scene said.

Zhao Chuanxin touched his chin and sent a telegram back to Liu Huaqiang: Are you sure it was Wu Yigou who was kicked to death by a patrolman?

The reason why I ask this question is because Zhao Chuanxin killed too many foreigners in Hankou. If he is not afraid of them even after killing them, then the foreigners really have the heart and courage of a leopard.

Liu Huaqiang did not dare to lie, so he told the truth in his reply: There was doubt about the matter. Another theory was that Wu Yigou suddenly fell to the ground after picking up passengers, and then Yin and Hua arrived at the scene. The British Concession conducted an autopsy with the widow of the Yamen and found that there were no injuries. It is unknown whether the fraudster and the British doctor colluded to give false testimony.

However, the matter does not end here...

If the matter only ended here, Liu Huaqiang would not send a telegram to Zhao Chuanxin.

When Wu Yigou died, many coachmen went on strike and surrounded the patrol house.

Maybe there were criminals sneaking in during the process to smash, smash and rob.

At this time, the British consul in Hankou mobilized the Marine Corps to go ashore to suppress the troops. At the same time, British concession volunteers held rifles to help suppress the teams of coachmen and civilians.

British soldiers and volunteers then opened fire on the coachmen and civilian groups, killing a total of 21 people and killing 14 people.

If the matter only ended here, then the Hankou authorities turned a deaf ear to Wu Yigou's death. Newspapers such as the "Lugang Town Journal" reported the matter. Under the pressure of the people, Ruicheng, the governor of Huguang, asked the British consul for help. Compensation for casualties.

The British consul said: "The demonstrators damaged the facilities in the concession, and there were also people who looted and smashed. I am now formally filing a claim with your Governor's Mansion."

Ruicheng was dumbfounded.

The matter is put on hold for now.

The people of Hankou were angry.

They remembered one person - Zhao Chuanxin.

Although Zhao Chuanxin is not in Hankou, there is always a legend about him in Hankou.

They went to the Juanwang Technical College in the Russian Concession to find Liu Huaqiang, the president of the student union, and petitioned for justice for Zhao Chuanxin.

So Liu Huaqiang sent a telegram to Zhao Chuanxin, who was in charge of epidemic prevention.

A telegram from Shuangxi told Zhao Chuanxin that the British army invading Burma had invaded Pianma in western Yunnan.

Ten years ago, the British army had occupied Cizhu, Pailai and other villages near Pianma.

This time, they directly occupied the entire Pianma.

Shuangxi asked for a battle and wanted to summon the Lisu, Jingpo and other ethnic groups on both sides of the Nu River, as well as the Han people, to resist Yingjun, but Huang Xing and Sun Gongwu refused.

Their great cause has not been completed yet, how can they distract others?

Shuangxi had a bad temper and sent a telegram to Zhao Chuanxin in anger.

Likewise, the journey was long and the telegram also required many twists and turns.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't explain clearly in the telegram, so he immediately went to Wu Liande and asked him: "Xinglian, do you think the plague has subsided? If I leave the country after thorough disinfection at this time, is there any risk of spreading it?"

Wu Liande told the truth: "Mr. Zhao, it's best not to do it. Germs have an incubation period, and no one can guarantee whether you are infected."

Zhao Chuanxin frowned and pulled Wu Liancheng aside: "I'm going to tell you a secret. You know this, I know it, and no one else can know it."

Wu Liande swore: "I admire you as a human being, and I will keep your secrets secret, even if it is a big matter."

Zhao Chuanxin took off his mask and lit a cigarette and said: "Zhao is immune to all poisons. After taking the poison, it will be expelled from the skin in a moment. But Yersinia pestis is not a poison. If I get infected, when my own immune system is working, I will feel it." I’ve been infected once before, so it’s obvious that my immune system can handle it easily, but I’m not sure if I still have it on my clothes or in my body, and I’m worried that it will spread if I don’t disinfect it thoroughly.”

Wu Liande was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Mr. Zhao, are you making fun of me? You defeated Yersinia pestis? When did it happen?"

Whether it was immune to all poisons or that the body could defeat germs, he had never heard of it.

Zhao Chuanxin showed his teeth happily: "I smoked and couldn't quit. I had to take off my mask when smoking to get infected. Do you remember a few days when I didn't show up? In those days, I was infected, but I didn't tell you. I was more worried about contagion. Here you go.”