The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 681 The traitorous elder and the dog-licking saint

In addition to being an explorer, Morrison also served as the chief correspondent of The Times in Beijing.

He has a flexible mind, knows how to follow the lead, and is extremely good at digging out insider information.

He suggested: "Taoist Master, tell me about your background and the reasons why you became a monk. Is it because your family is poor that you chose this path?"

Zhao Chuanxin said as he walked, without thinking, as if he was really recalling: "Oh, when I was a child, my family was not only rich, but also very happy."

Morrison's eyes lit up: "Did the family decline later?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "The harm is that not only did he fail, but he also became rich enough to rival the country."

Morrison was confused.

If you are so awesome, why do you think you are a Taoist priest?

He smoothed his hair and made two entries in his notebook: "Why did the Taoist monk become a monk?"

"I don't want to leave home either!"

Morrison's eyes lit up: "Could it be that everyone in your family is a Taoist, forcing you to become a Taoist priest?"

In the West, family influence is okay, but forced belief will be condemned. Although there is no difference between the two, they are both equal and independent.

"That's not the case. It's just that Pindao was too handsome and wanted to marry Pindao's woman. She moved from Longyou to Turpan. She was really distressed, so she went to a Taoist temple to become a Taoist priest."

"..." Morrison didn't quite believe it, so he changed the subject: "Taoist Master Gui Geng?"

"I can't remember clearly. I can't say if I'm in my forties or fifties. Some are in my fifties or sixties."

Morrison captured another key point: "The Taoist Priest looks to be in his thirties at most. Is it because of his cultivation that he remains youthful forever?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "There is a saying that time waits for no one, first of all women; opportunity waits for no one, first of all men. As a man, I naturally age slower, but look around, who is not? Where is Yushu Linfeng?"

Morrison looked around, regardless of men or women, Zhao Chuanxin was the one who stood out from the crowd.

He was a little crazy.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin extended his hand: "Since the interview has begun, let's settle the payment first. Pindao does not accept installment payments."

Morrison smiled bitterly and took out six dollars.

The money should not be wasted, so he asked again: "Taoist priest is considered to be a spiritual practitioner. How do you view the establishment of a constitution for the imperial court?"

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "You know, many times, you have to work very hard, so that you can be convinced that you are really powerless."

Finally, Morrison said something that sounded valuable to Zhao Chuanxin.

He seemed to have some special feelings for the Qing court and sighed slightly after recording.

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart that you really went to the wrong temple.

"Don't sigh because the Qing court did not establish a constitution." He said cheerfully: "Because the Qing court was not just about establishing a constitution."

"Uh..." Morrison came to China, and it was the first time that he talked to someone so hard on his brain cells.

The two of them walked towards the north of the city as they talked.

Because Morrison said that, Mahanda went to Man camp.

He didn't say what Luo Handa was doing in Manying, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't ask either.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed that Morrison was carrying a Webley revolver.

When they were about to arrive at Man Camp, Mo Lixun asked: "Taoist Master, that day in Lanzhou City, did you use the magic of shrinking the ground into an inch?"

"That's not the case." Zhao Chuanxin denied it flatly: "I just took a bigger step. You must not imitate it, it will easily lead to trouble!"

Morrison finally broke down and smiled bitterly: "Taoist Priest, how many of your words are true and how many are false?"

"Haha..." Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "The great knowledge is Xianxian, the small knowledge is Xianxian. The big talk is arrogant, the small talk is Zhanzhan. How can it be true or false?"

The two of them have arrived at the full camp.

The Chinese call this Tuweizi, and the foreigners call it the Castle.

When he came to the gate, Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back: "There are guards at the gate, we can't get in?"

Perhaps he was secretly complaining that Zhao Chuanxin had fooled him for six yuan by talking nonsense. Morrison couldn't help teasing him: "Didn't the Taoist Master say that your steps are too big? You might as well step up to the city wall."

The city wall built of rammed earth is 10 meters high, one mile long on each side, and has a regular square platform corner pier at each corner.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "What you said makes sense."

As expected, he took big strides, three to five meters at a time, charged to the city wall, and jumped up suddenly.

The violent armor, smart gyroscope, and Zhao Chuanxin's own strength actually allowed him to actually "step" to the city wall in one step.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and spread his hands: "I'm coming up, what about you?"

Morrison was stunned.

The "shrinking of the ground into an inch" that I saw before is nothing compared to the current step up to the top of the city.

This is simply a fantasy.

The dissatisfaction that had just risen in Morrison's heart suddenly disappeared.

Facing the unknown, he instinctively maintained awe.

He said nonchalantly: "Show me your identity and they will let me in."

Zhao Chuanxin frowned slightly after hearing this.

Sure enough, not long after, a burly military attache and two foreigners came out to greet Morrison.

Zhao Chuanxin also got off the city wall at this time and stood with Morrison.

After introduction, the two foreigners were introduced, one was the French scientist Paul Perriert, and the other with two mustaches on his lips was Mahanda.

As for the strong military attache, he was the Dutong of the whole city. His surname was Yu, and they all called him Yu Dutong.

Liangzhou Mancheng Dutong was actually a deputy position, but this position, in the middle and late Qing Dynasty, had always been a gilded springboard for the Manchu nobles.

Zhao Chuanxin discovered that the person named Yu was very young.

After listening to Mahanda's introduction to Morrison, Yu Dutong said: "We sincerely invite all international friends to observe the training of soldiers."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his brows and interrupted: "Well, it's a good feeling. Take us on a tour as soon as possible. One day, when international friends come to attack Liangzhou, I won't get lost when they lead the way."

As soon as these words came out, Paul Perrier was stunned, Morrison was embarrassed, but Mahanda's heart skipped a beat.

What's the meaning?

Yu Dutong frowned, looked majestic, and said in a deep voice: "Where did you come from, how dare you speak nonsense in front of this capital?"

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands in his large sleeves and said cheerfully: "Pindao is your domestic friend. Why does Yu Dutong only have international friends in his eyes?"

"You..." Yu Dutong said angrily: "Who do you think you are, can you be compared with all your international friends?"

Morrison hurriedly tried to lighten the atmosphere.

"What am I? I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Zhao Chuanxin did not give Morrison a chance, and spoke first: "There are many names for poor people. When they are leading the party, they are called True Monarch; when they are traitors, they are called traitors. Elder; when he worships foreigners, he calls him the dog-licking saint; when he smokes cigarettes, he calls him Tianzun; when he is obsessed with ink, he calls him Bukong Master... I don’t know what the titles are for Dutong?"

Yu Dutong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Damn, this Taoist priest is so bad.

She didn't say a single curse word, but she scolded him to pieces.

He was hit by all of these Dao numbers without exception.

Looking at the sanctimonious people at this time, how many of them are innocent? How many people are lying at gunpoint?

For example, Li Zhongtang, who claimed to never set foot in Japan, was eventually found to have a huge amount of assets in Japan. Many people tried to clear his name as the "number one traitor".

He was so angry that he was speechless for a while as he was squeezed out by Zhao Chuanxin.

At this time, Mahanda said displeasedly: "Morrison, your friend simply doesn't know what to say and kindly invites you to visit. How can he talk to Yu Dutong like this?"

He spoke English.

The clinker Zhao Chuanxin looked at him sideways: "Haha, you are so keen on visiting Qing soldiers training, it would be a pity not to become a spy."

Mahanda opened his mouth, but was too shocked to speak.

Isn't he just a spy?

Of course Zhao Chuanxin didn't know he was a spy.

He just reminded Yu Dutong not to send information to foreigners like a bastard.

If you meet a spy, wouldn't it be tantamount to betraying your country?

The French scientist Paul Perriert suddenly looked at Mahanda suspiciously.

Mahanda joined his scientific expedition team a year ago.

As his scientific expedition team inspected from west to east, and now being reminded by Zhao Chuanxin, he suddenly felt that many of Mahanda's actions along the way were indeed suspicious, like a spy.

And with Yu Du in charge of Mancheng, he was like a local emperor, the commander of a military region.

He said angrily: "Come here, I suspect that this person has ulterior motives and wants to spy on the military plane. Capture it immediately!"

There were ten posts, one post, five steps and one sentry throughout the city, and immediately soldiers carrying quick rifles trotted over.

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