The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Passengers on the left, right and front were all listening attentively.

Listening to Zhao Chuanxin's serious nonsense, his breathing almost stopped.

Does this sound like a hodgepodge of bizarre celestial phenomena at the time of birth of countless celebrities in history?

Li Shutong couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhao Chuanxin say that he gave up literature and joined martial arts when he was five years old.

He had never seen such a smooth-talking boaster, which made a group of people stunned.

The young man's entourage was told that his mouth was wide open and he was speechless.

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "So you see, God has destined me not to be a mortal body, do you understand?"

"You know what the hell, you're talking nonsense."

"Bold!" Zhao Chuanxin's expression changed: "If you dare to be rude again, I guarantee that your child will lack a father."

The entourage was stunned for a moment and turned his head twice before he realized that Zhao Chuanxin was threatening him.

His expression changed and he blurted out: "You are so brave, do you know who you are talking to? This is the general of the country, the auxiliary of the country, Lord Baylor, how dare you be so rude?"

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised.

So young, he is both a general and an auxiliary to the country.

His face was full of suspicion: "I think you look like liars!"

The passengers around him had the same idea as Zhao Chuanxin, and they didn't think there would be such a young General Zhen Guo and Duke Fu Guo.

When the young man saw that his entourage was quick to speak and revealed his identity, he stopped hiding it and nodded reservedly: "I am Aixinjueluo Zaitao."

Everyone was in an uproar.

I have never heard of Zaitao Zhao Chuanxin, but everyone here knows the surname Aixinjueluo.

Zhao Chuanxin was delighted: "In front of me, do you dare to mention the four words Aisin Gioro?"

In fact, Aixinjueluo Zaitao is one of the few people in their Aixinjueluo family who is open-minded, relatively upright and honest. Later he would rather die than become a traitor, which is commendable.

But when he heard Zhao Chuanxin's arrogant words, he became a little angry no matter how good his temper was: "Who are you?"

Seeing that there was a conflict, everyone turned their attention here with the intention of watching the excitement, just waiting for Zhao Chuanxin's next step.

After all, that was Aisin Gioro.

They wanted to see who this tall man who even Aisin Gioro didn't look down on was.

However,

Zhao Chuanxin played with the redemption scepter in his hand and said calmly: "I won't tell you."

"..."

Aixinjueluo Zaitao's entourage wanted to say something, but he stopped him.

The other passengers couldn't help but feel disappointed when they saw this.

It's really disappointing that such a farce ended so mediocrely.

But when it comes to Aixinjueluo Family, the bustle is not that pretty.

Under the gaze of his entourage, everyone turned their heads in disbelief.

In the past, women often muttered that capable men have no temper.

Zhao Chuanxin was convinced.

Taking the emperor as an example, Ying Zheng didn't have a temper, and he swept Liuhe and fought against all the barbarians in a very low-key manner; Liu Che didn't have a temper, he was a playful jungler, and he played tricks that would kill him no matter how far away he was; Li Shimin didn't have a temper, and he was stolen under the tower and returned. He swallowed his anger, but I don't know why he later got the name "Khan of Heaven"; Zhu Yuanzhang also had no temper, otherwise why would corrupt officials become more and more serious?

Zhao Chuanxin is even less temperamental. He defines himself as an otaku.

It was then and it is now.

What is a homebody? It is a man who can treat any place as his home.

He took out a pile of leathers from unknown sources and spread them out on the table. He also took out a pile of fabrics and needlework.

He completely regarded the small table in the first-class carriage as his own desk.

Miao Cuihua asked curiously: "What do you want to do? I'll help you do it. Can the old man also do needlework?"

Zhao Chuanxin threaded the thread into the nose of the needle: "Sister Hua, I know a lot of tricks."

Miao Cuihua rolled her eyes at him: "Then why haven't you tried any of these tricks on me?"

Li Shutong, who was opposite him, coughed heartbreakingly twice to emphasize his presence.

Ning An turned his head away and pretended to look at the scenery outside the window.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "A certain sharp weapon must not be shown to others."

Miao Cuihua's eyes were blazing: "It seems that I am not an outsider. You have already shown it to me."

Otherwise, how can we say that a woman’s lack of talent is a virtue?

Miao Cuihua, who had read the book, could easily defeat Zhao Chuanxin.

He sneered twice and took out a soft ruler: "Come on, Sister Hua, help me measure my measurements. Since you came here, I feel like I've gained some weight."

Miao Cuihua took a soft ruler, passed one hand through Zhao Chuanxin's chest, and pressed her whole body against it.

Li Shutong had another heartbreaking cough.

Zhao Chuanxin was not happy: "Are you afraid you have tuberculosis? Why don't you go to Aixinjueluo Zaitao's table?"

Aixinjueluo Zaitao: "..."

Why?

Uncle Li looked at Ning An and looked out the car window.

After measuring the width of her chest, Miao Cuihua was surprised and said, "Ah, why did it get bigger?"

Zhao Chuanxin said with a straight face: "Sister Hua, we must be serious when doing things. We must have the spirit of craftsmanship."

After measuring the shoulder width, when measuring Zhao Chuanxin's waist, Miao Cuihua's soft and warm hands lifted up the hem of Zhao Chuanxin's clothes and stretched it directly in.

He also explained: "You can't measure it accurately through clothes."

Zhao Chuanxin only felt that the skin on his abdomen was tingling with micro-current stimulation.

I couldn't help but shiver.

Miao Cuihua looked at him suspiciously, wondering if something had happened?

Shouldn't it?

Finally finished measuring the size.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and paper and wrote and drew on the table.

When Li Shutong saw this, he was surprised and said: "Zhuan Xin, you are quite talented, and you can even sketch with charcoal."

Li Shutong was proficient in both Chinese and Western painting techniques. He was the originator of Chinese oil painting and the first pioneer to popularize the knowledge of Western painting in China. He was also the first person to hire nude models for teaching.

Being talented is more than just words.

In later generations, Zhao Chuanxin saw few art students who could compose music, calligraphers who could perform plays, and poets who played musical instruments.

But Li Shutong plenum.

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "There is only one stone in the world. I, Zhao Chuanxin, only get eight buckets. You can take the rest."

Aixinjueluo Zaitao's entourage whispered with disdain: "What a shameless talk!"

But Aisin Gioro Zaitao felt like he was struck by lightning.

Hearing the word "chuanxin" combined with Zhao Chuanxin's ancient warrior figure, and his unruly and unruly temperament that was dismissive of "Aixinjue Luoshi".

Aixinjueluo Zaitao was able to confirm almost immediately that this person turned out to be the Zhao Chuanxin he wanted to meet.

I didn't expect to encounter him in this situation.

He patted the attendant on the shoulder: "Come and sit inside."

The entourage was shocked, but had to obey, and changed seats with Aixinjueluo Zaitao.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw him staring directly at him, he didn't take it seriously and just went about his own business.

The train was swaying violently, but Zhao Chuanxin's wrist was extremely steady and powerful, and he was not affected by this every time he wrote.

Li Shutong saw a set of clothes on the drawing paper. The style of the clothes was a bit weird, tight-fitting, and the overall appearance was strong, like a suit of armor.

Can fabric really be made into clothes like this?

Zhao Chuanxin was drawing and felt a little strange.

I originally wanted to design a set of soft armor with a sci-fi feel, but how could I make it look so similar to Deadpool’s swishy suit?

He thought about it for a while, then used a dotted line to expand a little on the side. When he looked at it again, he saw that this had become a bloated armored warrior again...

Take out another piece of paper and continue designing.

After experiencing the last siege by the Japanese army, Zhao Chuanxin had always wanted to design a body armor that could cover the entire body.

But I have been busy with my diary and have no time to do it.

Since the journey is long and smelly, as a time management master, of course he must make full use of the remaining value of the journey.

This time, the suit he designed did not include armed belts and shoulder straps, because he is a man who "hides his weapons on his body" and does not need these external bells and whistles.

This time it's not a tights. The upper body is a jacket and the lower body is overalls. Even the feet are not spared. A pair of short boots, with the boots hidden in the trousers, can protect the ankles.

There is a skull mask on the head, a cowboy hat on the top of the head, and a pocket square around the neck.

The leather on the table is war-scarred leather, with a very fine structure on the surface that resembles the scales of an arapaima fish.

The leather is not hard, even softer than thick cowhide, but the protective effect is amazing.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the leather, folded it here and there, and made repeated gestures.

Next to the ready-to-wear design, we started designing modules lined with leather from the wounds of war.

After drawing everything, he picked up the scepter of redemption and pulled out the handle, revealing a sharp elf carving knife.

Aixinjueluo Zaitao, who had been watching Zhao Chuanxin's every move, was startled when he saw this.

Only then did he realize that the stick that Zhao Chuanxin never left his hand actually had a sharp blade hidden inside.

This person is indeed dangerous!

Next is Zhao Chuanxin's performance.

The sword fell from his hand, and the cold light flickered, and everyone felt that their eyes were blurred.

The leather from the war on the table was divided into different sizes.

However, these shapes are very regular, and there are no burrs on the edges.

Li Shutong pulled his buttocks with a knife and opened his eyes.

Ning An was envious and didn't know when he would have such strength.

And Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen's heart was awe-inspiring.

It is said that Zhao Chuanxin is the God of War, and his martial arts has reached the state of perfection.

Sure enough, the meeting is more famous.

What kind of sword technique is this?

Because it was too fast, he naturally couldn't see clearly. Just now, Zhao Chuanxin had the elf carving knife pulled into sharp metal threads, and he used it exactly as he wanted, and the leather instantly fell into pieces.

This is the incredible thing about the Elf Carving Knife. The knife follows the heart and is indestructible.

Everyone also thought that Zhao Chuanxin had used some magical sword skills.

Aixinjueluo Zaitao remained calm and continued to observe.

Zhao Chuanxin put the leather materials into categories, and then started cutting the cloth with Miao Cuihua.

"Sister Hua, sew the shoulder here with hidden stitches. This piece of leather should be sandwiched between the outside and the lining without leaving a gap. I will sew the other side."

Miao Cuihua is a diligent woman who is eager to have something to do: "Okay."

Li Shutong and the others discovered that Zhao Chuanxin could sew clothes faster and more steadily than Miao Cuihua.

Aixinjueluo Zaitao was dumbfounded: Does this mean that a capable person can do anything and can even do needlework better than a woman?

This really subverted his three views.