The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Wilhelmina said: "On the way here, I heard Ethan and his people saying that a cowboy under him came to participate in the bull riding competition. I want to help him keep an eye on it and wait for him to come out so that I can tell him the result."

Edith Roosevelt looked at the newly dispatched guards hiding around him and said speechlessly: "I'm afraid you don't even know who that cowboy is, do you?"

This woman is afraid that she has been carried away by love. Will Zhao Chuanxin's carefree character take such a trivial contribution to heart?

Wilhelmina didn't take it seriously: "I vaguely remember the name. The cowboy's name is William Hope. It's okay. If you don't see him, just pretend he's here for fun."

At this time, a well-dressed and elegant man passed by.

When I heard the name William Hope, I couldn't help but look towards Wilhelmina.

This was so incredible that I couldn't move my eyes away.

The Edwardian empire-style high-waisted skirt, black gauze big-brimmed hat, and exquisite silk shawl, combined with Wilhelmina's slightly chubby figure, fair skin, upright and exquisite facial features, and her noble and a bit silly temperament, really Absolutely.

He couldn't help but stepped forward to strike up a conversation: "Madams, my name is Grenville Harper, and I am a banker. I know the William Hope you are talking about. He has participated in the bull riding competition for several days in a row, but I’ve never been able to win an award.”

The two women were stunned. This guy came out to make a presence, right?

Grenville Harper was blond, well-groomed, handsome, and obviously talkative.

This man is a well-known banker and social expert in New York. He often organizes and participates in various social activities and plays every night.

His skin is pale and almost transparent, which shows that he does not get much exposure to the sun.

But this skin color, like the vampires popular in later film and television dramas, adds a bit of mysterious charm to him.

Wilhelmina said lightly "Oh": "Is William Hope on the court now?"

Shaking his head, Grenville Harper said: "He will not appear until the last moment, and many spectators come just for him. The organizers are very smart. Seeing that he has failed repeatedly, they let him be the finale."

Soon, Wilhelmina was attracted by the shooting performance on the field.

Because there was a woman in cowboy attire, aiming with a mirror, the muzzle of the gun facing backward, and shooting at the target.

boom!

With this angle and aiming method, he hit the target accurately.

The audience immediately burst into applause.

Because it was a female performance, Wilhelmina felt more involved. She said excitedly: "Madam, this lady's marksmanship is incredible. In the Netherlands, only the most experienced hunters can match it."

Grenville Harper, who did not leave, hurriedly interjected with a shy face: "This is the actress with the best shooting skills in Mad Cow Bill's Wild West troupe."

Not far away, Charles Baker didn't care about the romance, but his eyes narrowed when Wilhelmina mentioned "our Netherlands".

He quietly retreated from the crowd and went to collect the nearest newspaper, where he saw the news of the Queen of the Netherlands' visit to the White House.

A series of things, forming a faint thread, were clearly visible in his mind.

Cao...an unexpected bonus!

The Rockefeller Foundation is so courageous that it dares to provoke the Queen of the Netherlands?

Soon, he figured out the cause and effect, and understood why mercenaries such as Andrew Miller made such a big noise, and the superiors tried their best to help cover it up.

So that's it.

But, who is the middle-aged woman accompanying the Queen of the Netherlands?

A bold plan quickly took shape in his mind.

At night, he squatted in the Waldorf Hotel.

When Wilhelmina and Edith Roosevelt returned, he found that the shameless pretty boy had followed the hotel.

This made Charles Baker frown.

This annoying piece of shit!

Driven by profit and blinded by money, Charles Baker no longer cared about so much.

He stepped forward and stopped the three of them.

Edith Roosevelt alertly pulled Wilhelmina back a step. Behind her was their guard, and she was not very afraid.

Grenville Harper stepped forward with dignity: "Sir, what do you want to do? This is the Waldorf Hotel, not a place where you can cause trouble."

Charles Baker pulled him away: "Get out of here, I have something to tell the lady."

Grenville Harper is a pretty boy with no hands.

But Charles Baker is an old gangster who has been wandering the black and white paths all year round, easily knocking him off his feet.

Suddenly, he saw the shadowy guards in the hotel corridor.

Knowing that he couldn't act recklessly, he said anxiously: "Madam, do you still remember what happened to Kurdex?"

Edith Roosevelt felt guilty about this matter, frowned, waved his hand back, walked forward and whispered: "What do you know? What do you want to do?"

Seeing her cautious look, Charles Baker became more convinced of his reasoning.

He bluffed: "Madam, I know your identities."

In fact, he only guessed Wilhelmina's identity.

Edith Roosevelt was even more displeased: "So what?"

"What news are you trying to hide, Madam? She must also be a friend of the Rockefeller family. Haha, I have an account to settle with Madam."

He mistook Edith Roosevelt for a lobbyist brought in by the Rockefeller family and wanted to reach a private settlement with the Queen of the Netherlands.

In his opinion, when the Rockefellers violently seized land for their own benefit, they inadvertently provoked the Queen of the Netherlands. For John Rockefeller Jr., this was like a bolt from the blue, and he must have paid a heavy price.

And he happened to find out about this matter. Why not extort money and get some benefits from it?

The Rockefeller family, they would burst out of oil every time they fart.

Edith Roosevelt looked at Charles Baker in shock.

Firstly, because he misunderstood, and secondly, because he found it unbelievable that the blackmail was being blackmailed on her, the First Lady?

She asked solemnly: "Who are you?"

If he was just a gangster wandering the streets, she would have plenty of ways to deal with him.

If it's a private detective or something like that, just take some money and spend it.

But Charles Baker felt that Rockefeller knew about him and did not need to hide it, so he said proudly: "I am a police detective, Charles Baker. If Madam asks Mr. Rockefeller's secretary Ricky, she will know that I am a police detective." What kind of person is he? I must remind you that my connections are very strong."

He used the words "very strong connections" very seriously.

Edith Roosevelt finally changed her face.

If it was the identity she had guessed before, it would be easier to handle.

Only Charles Baker threatened her with his official status, which she found difficult to handle.

If this guy starts making noises everywhere and the scandal spreads like wildfire, all the hard work he has done these days will be in vain.

One is the country's reputation, and the other is the husband's future.

She couldn't help not paying attention to it.

And because of Charles Baker's identity, she couldn't give him money.

If the outside world knew this and she paid a police detective to keep it secret, the consequences would be even more disastrous.

Seeing her hesitation, Charles Baker sneered: "I won't rush Madam. If Madam figures it out, you can come to me and say goodbye!"

After saying that, he left.

Edith Roosevelt wanted to call the Guard to take him down, but ultimately gave up.

In many things, her identity restrained her.

Who is good at handling this kind of thing?

Inexplicably, the figure of Zhao Chuan who was generous with his salary appeared in Edith Roosevelt's mind.

When it comes to assholes, who can be a more asshole than him?

Only then did Grenville Harper step forward and asked with concern: "Madam, are you okay?"

This pretty boy stalked them and annoyed them so much.

The etiquette could be maintained before, but now Edith Roosevelt was upset and waved her hand: "Your Excellency, you'd better go back."

After saying that, he gave the guards a wink, and the guards stepped forward to stop Grenville Harper.

This guy was very shameless. He rolled his eyes and did not leave. Instead, he went to the front desk to get a nearby room and stayed in the hotel directly.

…

When the prisoners were let out the next day, the stench had dissipated.

However, the prisoners discovered that the grass on the grassland that had been watered yesterday had doubled in height overnight, and the stems and leaves were thick and fluttering in the wind.

This is definitely not dug up and planted again, because the soil is still the same soil and has not changed.

"how did you do that?"

"Is it really a blessing from the chamber pot god?"

This era, from a certain perspective, is inherently ignorant.

To treat mental and psychological diseases, you can imagine how crazy it is to dig out the prefrontal lobe.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at Andrew Miller: "It seems that the priest's prayer worked. Praise the God of Chamber Pots, he must have heard the call of his people."

"Scavenger, I want to join the Stink Club!"

The person who spoke turned out to be the leader of the Jewish gang.

This is the first gang to join the Stink Club, causing a commotion.

"are you crazy?"

"These damn Sydneys who are playing with money, aren't they always careful? What happened this time?"

Sheeny is a slur for Jews.

The defection of Jewish gangs caught many gangs off guard.

Some Asians, African Americans, Greeks and Scandinavians who have been on the fringes of prisons have followed suit and chosen sides.

Watching the Rauchzi chamber pot cult grow more and more, the Italian Brotherhood and the Irish Gang began to fear.

They are the biggest gang here.

But in just a few days, any one of their teams has been crushed by the Stink Club in terms of numbers.

This is not a good sign.

As Zhao Chuanxin baptized these people, the Italians and Irish actually came together to whisper.

After Zhao Chuanxin completed the baptism ceremony, he pointed at them: "From now on, there must be peace in Xinxin Prison. If there is a dispute, you have to come to Godfather Andrew Miller and everyone sits down to discuss. Any disputes that are not mediated by the priest, This is all regarded as a provocation to the Stink Club, don’t say it was unforeseen!”

Neither the Italians nor the Irish speak.

Not speaking is resistance.

Why do you interfere in my matter?

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that they were silent, he just smiled and said nothing.

Let’s put it here and see how they perform.

While the Italians and Irish were nervous, a prison guard came in a hurry and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Sir, a lady is here to visit the prison..."