The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The two brothers from the Yan family are quite promising.

Last year, after Yan Huiqing and Tang Guoan jointly organized the International Anti-Smoking Conference, they went to the United States to become diplomats.

His younger brother, Yan Deqing, was a self-funded student studying in the United States. After returning, he became an engineer and served in the Qing court.

Zhao Chuanxin sucked all the noodles into his stomach and bit into half a clove of garlic: "Me, I am the church security officer, the vanguard of mining, the nightmare of foreigners, the master of all-fire weapons, the spirit of the tide, and the wandering god of Middle-earth. , Tunnel Digger…”

Yan Deqing: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin winked at Zhan Tianyou, hinting him not to reveal his identity, and then stretched out: "I'm tired, go to bed."

Then he went to brush his teeth.

Wait for him to leave.

As expected, Yan Deqing asked Zhan Tianyou: "Who is he?"

Zhan Tianyou coughed: "He is a friend. It is inconvenient to reveal his real name at this time. By the way, Ji Yu, I have to trouble you to find someone to carve a stone monument."

"What stone tablet?"

"Well... it's called the 'Tan Gong Monument' to commemorate this Badaling Tunnel. I said, you remember..."

The more Yan Deqing listened, the more confused he became: "Juancheng, what on earth are you going to do? The shaft has just been dug and you are in a hurry to erect a monument?"

"Don't worry about it. You can continue to take people to the front to survey tomorrow. I estimate that the tunnel will be ready the day after tomorrow."

"..."

Yan Deqing felt that Zhan Tianyou had lost his mind and gone crazy.

…

When the sun came up, Zhao Chuanxin was about to go to the ridge tunnel to continue digging.

A group of workers stopped him and Zhan Tianyou: "General Zhan, did you use gunpowder to blow up the mountain? At dawn in the morning, we were all awakened by a rumble. This was a sign that the earth dragon was about to turn over. General Zhan, don't use gunpowder to blow up the mountain." …”

Zhan Tianyou frowned: "The Lacclo explosives have indeed been delivered, but the explosives have not been used for the time being. You and I must not cause trouble. It's nonsense to say that the earth dragon is turning over."

"General Manager Zhan, you must not believe it, otherwise disaster is just around the corner."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The dragon-slaying warriors are here. That earth dragon has probably burrowed into the center of the earth, let alone turned over. Okay, you unscrupulous people don't block the way."

As he said this, he pulled the workers from left to right, causing the dry and fleshless workers to stagger around.

The two walked away.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his shirt and was naked. His jeans were dirty and frayed, and he looked a bit like a worker.

Although it may seem boring, it's actually not interesting at all.

Zhao Chuanxin ran back and forth, while Zhan Tianyou held a lantern to illuminate.

Repeating the action again and again, I didn't even eat lunch.

Then the water was dug out.

Zhan Tianyou looked at the gurgling groundwater and was shocked: "Oops, we don't have a water pump."

In fact, there is not only no water pump, but also no mountain excavation machine and ventilator.

It can be said that Zhan Tianyou completed this difficult project solely by his wisdom and the hands of workers.

Seeing that he was panicking, Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll suppress the spring water first."

He poured out the sand, first broke the water flow with the greetings of Lord Run, and then "welded" the rocks at the spring.

Although there is a bulge in the channel that is unsightly, it at least temporarily solves the problem of water flow.

Zhan Tianyou saw that the water seemed to obey the command and pointed where it went. He was stunned and said: "I never believed that there was real magic in the world until I met you."

"Superstition!" Zhao Chuanxin emphasized: "We must believe in science."

Zhan Tianyou: "..."

The soil layer was reached again, and the mud trowel gloves lost their effect. Zhao Chuanxin used the elf carving knife in his left hand and the pickaxe in his right hand to cut twice, plan once, and occasionally dig with a shovel.

Zhan Tianyou saw that his tendons were shining in the light of the lantern, and he couldn't help but marveled: "The charcoal worker is also a good hand."

Zhao Chuanxin threw the pickaxe away and took the lantern from Zhan Tianyou's hand: "Brother Juancheng also took advantage of it. He always gives advice from behind. It would be unworthy of a general."

Zhan Tianyou is not the kind of weak scholar who can't carry his shoulders or lift his hands, but working on the Eight Classics is also not his strong point.

But he still spat in the palm of his hand and picked up the pickaxe.

It didn't take much effort, but he was so tired that he was sweating all over.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his camera and took a picture of him as a souvenir.

Zhan Tianyou leaned on the handle of the pickaxe and panted: "Charcoal worker, this, this work is really tiring..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Chuanxin looked at it cheerfully.

Zhan Tianyou's face turned pale: "Why don't you and I, brothers, do it together..."

"good!"

Zhao Chuanxin used the elf carving knife to loosen the soil, Zhan Tianyou dug it, and Zhao Chuanxin collected the soil.

The two of them worked together and made rapid progress.

Because the project progressed so quickly, Zhan Tianyou worked very hard and clenched his teeth to hold on, even though he was almost exhausted.

He didn't know how long it took, but he went down with his pickaxe, and a ray of skylight appeared in front of him.

Zhan Tianyou was overjoyed: "It worked, I dug it..."

Zhao Chuanxin took the pickaxe from his hand and found that it was stained with blood.

He hurriedly rubbed it on Zhan Tianyou's shirt. It was the blood and tissue fluid mixed with blood and tissue fluid left after the blisters on Zhan Tianyou's hands were rubbed.

Zhan Tianyou was breathing heavily and no longer cared about whether it was dirty or not. Only then did he feel the pain in his palm.

But at this time, my heart was full of contented joy, and the pain faded away.

Zhao Chuanxin made three strokes, dividing five by two, to widen the hole. Taking advantage of the slope of the mountain, the clods of earth rolled down, and he was the first to get out when he could get out wide enough for one person.

After pulling Zhan Tianyou out, Zhao Chuanxian took a breath of fresh air.

Zhan Tianyou looked back and said, "It's unbelievable. The two of us managed to open the Badaling Tunnel in two days."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Yes, if this can be considered a small achievement, then this achievement is all due to me."

Zhan Tianyou: "..."

Both were disgraced and hungry.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the dust on his body and walked back.

When the two returned to the work shed, Zhao Chuanxin found that there were more than 20 more horses here. The workers stood aside obediently, and Bayar's forehead had been held.

Judging by their attire, these people should be soldiers of the Qing army.

Since he was a soldier, Zhan Tianyou didn't have much to worry about. He stepped forward and frowned and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

A worker said with a sad face: "What I heard in the morning was not an earth dragon turning over, but a cavalry passing by..."

Zhan Tianyou couldn't laugh or cry.

At this time, a long-bearded man stepped forward and handed over his hand: "General Manager Zhan, I am Zhou Yongxi, the inspector of the Wen Yamen of Baotou Town, here to hunt down the important criminal."

Then he pointed at Zhao Chuanxin behind Zhan Tianyou: "That's him! This man burned, killed, and looted all the way, killing more than 20 foreign missionaries, and robbed a total of 1,420 taels of gold and silver. He didn't count the speed of the gun. This is a heinous crime!"

Zhan Tianyou naturally knew Zhao Chuanxin's deeds.

Zhao Chuanxin is an NPC, so whoever gets close to him is bound to get into trouble.

Zhan Tianyou was a little helpless and said, "It's all a misunderstanding..."

Zhou Yongxi looked at Zhao Chuanxin and sneered: "It is rumored that this man is tall and strong, he is good at using a Miao knife, and he has violated the laws of his ancestors and shaved his head... I have seized the Miao knife, what else does he have to say? Sun Qingtang Sun The commander-in-chief’s pursuit order is here, and I’d like to ask Mr. Zhan to take a look at it.”

Zhan Tianyou doesn’t need to look at it, it’s true…

He thought about it and realized that if he talked too much, his butt would become crooked.

If you want to help Zhou Yongxi, first of all, you have to be tough to survive today, and secondly, he has no soldiers.

Simply, he stepped aside.

The meaning is obvious, do whatever you like.

Because he knew Zhao Chuanxin's ability.

But at this moment, an old man with dry skin and chapped fingers said: "General Manager Zhan, no matter what, I am innocent. I am just a mason. I came to carve a monument and I was arrested."

Yan Deqing stood up and said, "Yan Cheng, I told Inspector Zhou that this person was here to carve the 'Charcoal Works Monument', but he refused to listen and said that all suspicious persons should be controlled."

Zhao Chuanxin, who had a flannel shirt draped over his shoulders, was watching the excitement with one hand in his pocket. When he heard this, he asked in surprise: "What is the charcoal monument?"

His name is Zhao Chuanxin, and his courtesy name is Tan Gong.

Could it be...

Zhan Tianyou coughed and whispered: "Carve a milestone for you, called the Charcoal Monument. I wanted to keep it a secret, but I didn't expect..."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "How can you find a mason for this kind of thing? Zhao can do it himself."

Zhao Chuanxin is not willing to miss any good thing that leaves his name in history.

Zhan Tianyou: "..."

I have never heard of someone carving a monument for himself.

Want more face?

At this time, Zhou Yongxi shouted: "General Manager Zhan, you are not allowed to talk to this dog, and I advise you not to wade into the muddy water."

Zhan Tianyou stepped aside.

Zhao Chuanxin took two steps forward cheerfully: "Who is it? Youxi... that's a weird name. Youxi, you asked people to let the mason go. This matter has nothing to do with him. Let's take a look. The old man was scared."

An angry look flashed across Zhou Yongxi's face: "My name is Zhou Yongxi, not Youxi..."

"Yo Xi..." Zhao Chuanxin nodded squarely: "Let me ask you, are you here to seek justice for those foreign missionaries who have invaded the grassland land?"