The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

When the smart gyroscope swallowed up the light of Hongdao's enlightenment, and when Zhao Chuanxin put on the Desert Root, he exerted more than 50% of the power of the Misty Traveler.

His feet can be firmly welded to the Misty Traveler, and even if it flies up bumpily, he no longer has to worry about causing a traffic accident.

Based on the blind test of Miao Miao Traveler's speed at this time, Zhao Chuanxin found that the current environmental detection range of the smart gyroscope is roughly around 500 meters.

His speed at this time was almost 480km/h. Each time, the smart gyroscope would issue a warning less than 4 seconds in advance and assist Zhao Chuanxin in choosing a route and turning to avoid insurmountable obstacles.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin would avoid farmland when encountering it, but now he went straight over at full speed.

Encountering hills, the Misty Traveler flew around. He bowed slightly and raised the front of the Misty Traveler to glide for more than ten meters at a distance of two or three meters above the ground.

The Piaomiao Traveler's rear wheels touch the ground and bounce forward on the ridges without any big vibration on the soles of its feet.

A half-year-old child from a farm family was building an arbor with his hands: Dad, look, what is that?

His father followed his voice and said, Well... last year I stole a chicken and let the dogs chase it away, but I couldn't run as fast as him...

... The half-grown child complained: Dad, why didn't you take me with you when you went to steal chickens?

Is it right or wrong to open up land for farming?

Zhao Chuanxin has not yet reached a conclusion.

This type of contradiction will arise when productivity growth is slower than population growth.

Just looking at the large tracts of farmland and the neatly cut pastures on the edges of the farmland, Zhao Chuanxin could feel the pain and sorrow of the herdsmen.

This kind of divided pasture cannot be grazed, because if the livestock is not careful, the farmers' crops will be trampled and eaten. The herdsmen must either change their grazing customs and follow the farming, or they must move and flee.

After the intelligent gyroscope evolved and acquired the roots of the desert, Zhao Chuanxin followed the policy of power can bring about miracles and rushed from NMQ through the Syletukurun-Zasakda-Lama Banner and straight to the rear of Kezuo.

Along the way, there were no roads to clear the mountains, no bridges to the water, and they would just run over them.

…

On the territory of Prince Amullingwe behind Kozuo, there is now one normal school and two elementary schools.

Among them, four miles outside Changtufu City, there is a new Japanese-style school established by the Japanese Matsumoto Kikuma.

But among the various private schools in Mongolian villages at KEQZYHQ, there are almost no students who read Chinese books.

For example, Matsumoto Kikuma's Japanese-style new school mainly teaches Japanese in addition to Mongolian.

In the future, the reason why Japan was able to carry out the pseudo-Mongolian-Xinjiang joint autonomy of the traitor King Tokugawa in Eastern Mongolia was rooted in the pioneering work of Soko Kawahara, and people like Matsumoto Kikuma followed suit in various places. The school created a pro-Japanese atmosphere throughout Eastern Mongolia.

At this time, in the school, a group of children were sitting obediently on their seats.

Kikuma Matsumoto entered the school with his hands behind his back and a serious face. He cleared his throat and said: If the school is not prosperous, nothing can be built on it. Even if the army is strong and the wealth is enough to defend itself, there will be nothing left to do. The rise and fall of a country. , He always regarded the number of schools as a judgment. Gradually he promoted education for them, in order to support their wealth and to sort out their aspirations. Opening up knowledge is actually the key plan today.

China is so big, but the officials in the Qing Dynasty are scornful and crude, and their ideas are many and difficult to understand, which makes the Mongolian people tend to be ignorant and dark. Unless they improve their knowledge, they will not be able to save the nation.

Although he has the intention of reform, he has no talent for opening up relief.

Therefore, the talented people of our Yamato nation open schools and enlighten the Mongolians, and work hard to revitalize the Mongolian schools and open up the knowledge of the Mongolian people as the first priority, and the merits will last forever...

Every morning, Matsumoto Kikuma belittles the Qing court and China, and then instills in these children how good their Japanese education is. If they want to save the nation, they can only do it with the help of the Japanese.

The Japanese are so worried about the education in Dongmeng...

Although these children have heard it a lot and may not be impatient after repeated listening, they really believe it after long-term indoctrination.

There was something on his face that said, Let's finish it quickly, we all know it.

This is what Matsumoto Kikuma wants.

After shaking his head and shaking his head, he was satisfied, raised his hands and told the students: Stand up, let's sing The Brave Navy together today.

Under his leadership, a group of children began to sing Japanese songs.

Every day he would lead these children to sing Japanese songs, singing in different styles. Most of the lyrics would praise the emperor, the Japanese navy, the Japanese army, and the Japanese spirit...

These children liked singing very much. After they sang along happily, Matsumoto Kikuma did not let them sit down. Instead, he pointed to the east and said: Now, let us bow to the direction of Tokyo and bow to the emperor. The emperor will grant us immortality. strength.

With that said, he turned around first.

This is also a must-have item every day. We must start with the details and subtly influence how perfect they are at playing this set of tricks.

I heard the desks and stools clattering below, and all the students turned around in unison, obviously familiar with the road.

All, bow.

Matsumoto Kikuma looked solemn and respectful, bathed in the divine light.

There is Tokyo, there is the emperor, and there is the seat of the Yamato nation.

Not only him, but basically everyone who engages in education in Dongmeng does this every day. It started with Soko Kawahara. It is enough to apply what you learn now.

They waited for a few seconds to bow before looking up.

However, as soon as he looked up, he saw a tall man standing on the east side of the classroom, holding a cigar and looking at them with a smile, and he accepted their bows.

All the students were stunned. Matsumoto Kikuma was confused at first, and then became furious.

The tall man raised his hand and said, No courtesy, sir. It's so early in the morning. You don't have to be polite.

The students whispered among themselves.

Matsumoto Kikuma was furious: How dare you stand in the east, how dare you bear our salute to Tokyo and the emperor?

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ashes from his cigarette and lowered his eyelids: Haha, do you dare to think about it? I'm so brave. How can the Emperor count!

In fact, the adults in Eastern Mongolia at this time may not have believed the Japanese tricks. Just like Taoke Taohu, he intercepted and killed Japanese surveying and mapping personnel.

But they couldn't stand these little devils and thieves, and they started indoctrinating them from childhood. As time went by, people's hearts turned against them, which later led to the division of territories and wars.

Little did they know that the little devil had already had ulterior motives and was extremely hateful.

After hearing that Zhao Chuanxin was disrespectful to the emperor, Matsumoto Kikuma was furious and pulled out a long knife from under the lesson plan.

This guy actually hid a murder weapon in the classroom.

Matsumoto Kikuma held a samurai sword and walked toward Zhao Chuanxin aggressively.

All the students screamed in surprise.

Zhao Chuanxin stood in front of the window, smoothing out the wrinkles on his windbreaker, smoothing out his hair that had become a mess, and then looked at Matsumoto Kikuma quietly with his hands behind his back.

Matsumoto Kikuma trotted around the desk and shouted: I want to teach you, this guy who disrespected the emperor, a lesson he will never forget.

As he spoke, the man jumped up, holding a samurai sword in both hands and slashing at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: The big move has a long way to go and is a complete mess.

He turned slightly to the side, easily dodging the chop amid the exclamations of the students.

He reached out and grabbed Matsumoto Kikuma's wrist with precision, his eyes widening.

Gaba...

He actually broke off Matsumoto Kikukuma's wrist forcefully.

ah……

Matsumoto Kikuma was in unbearable pain.

The katana fell from his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his toes, holding the blade between his toes and calves. He pressed his knees and tilted the handle of the knife. He picked up the katana, grabbed Matsumoto Kikuma's hair, bowed slightly, and stabbed the katana into the Achilles tendon of his left foot. .

ah……

Matsumoto Kikuma screamed again.

After the samurai sword pierced the left Achilles tendon, Zhao Chuanxin adjusted the direction slightly and continued to thrust forward, piercing Matsumoto Kikuma's right Achilles tendon at the same time.

He also bared his teeth at a group of stunned students: Children, do you know how to play like this?

All the students: ...

ah……

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Matsumoto Kikuma's hair and dragged it outward.

When they were at the door, the handle of the samurai sword was pinned by the door frame, and Matsumoto Kikuma was so painful that he let out a pig-killing cry.

A group of students followed closely. Some ran to report the news, while others stayed where they were at a loss.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows at them: I have given up on correcting your thoughts, but you must remember today's scene. Anyone who dares to collude with the Japanese in the future will suffer this fate.

When a student saw that their teaching was in such trouble, he was frightened and angry and said, Why should I listen to you?

Haha... Zhao Chuanxin tied Matsumoto Kikuma to an erected pole: Don't worry about why, I will give you ten years to grow up. When you grow up, you can come here and try. Remember, my name is Zhao Chuanxin .”

Not only students, but also nearby people were attracted, and more and more people gathered.

How dare you commit murder in broad daylight?

Let go of teaching.

Thief, you are in doom today, the king will crush you to ashes.

King Ah is Amullinggui, the great-grandson of the famous monk Gelinqin, and Prince Zasak Bodolgatai.

This man is now in his early twenties. He was born into a wealthy family and grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

But he is not a fool, he is diligent and loves the people, and is deeply supported by the local people.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin said: Okay, then I'll wait and see who can crush me to ashes.

At this time, there was a young man wearing a hat and a cotton vest. He looked like a libertine from a wealthy family.

When he saw that Zhao Chuanxin was not carrying any weapons, he led the two of them forward with a smile: My name is Aminbu, and my father is the military commander Bao Shanyi. He followed Commander Zhang on the road ahead of the Fengtian patrol camp to fight Taoketao. Hu. You man, things are going big today. If you take refuge in me, I won’t be able to help you escape.

Bao Shanyi?

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself, weren't they the house slaves with three surnames later on?

Oh? What's the benefit of taking refuge in you?

Aminbu said proudly: It is said that a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit, and a wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat. Follow me, and there will be many benefits.

That's it. Zhao Chuanxin blew a puff of cigarette smoke into Aminbu's face: Then what should you do if you are thousands of miles away and can't get used to the shit over there?

Aminbu's triumphant expression suddenly froze. He pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and cursed: You bitch, you...

Zhao Chuanxin dropped his smile. What he wanted most was for others to point their fingers at him.

Immediately, he made a move like lightning and pinched Aminbu's index finger. There was a click sound and Aminbu's fingers twisted back unnaturally.

Ouch...

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him with his backhand, and Aminbu was whipped around in circles. He fell to the ground with swollen cheeks, but his screams were interrupted.

Zhao Chuanxin spat in his face: Ah tui...who the fuck didn't tighten his crotch and let you out, you're like a dog.

Aminbu was shocked and angry.

The two men who followed him saw their master being beaten and immediately drew out their daggers and wanted to step forward to help.

Zhao Chuanxin flashed forward, stepped forward, raised his leg and kicked him sideways.

The body of the person at the front flew backwards for seven or eight meters like a cannonball, and then rolled on the ground for another two or three meters.

The people who were watching looked around and saw that the man's chest was sunken, blood spurted out of his mouth, his face was like gold paper, and he died in an instant.

I blanch...

How powerful is this kick?

The other person's steps faltered, turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin did not pursue him. He turned around and found Matsumoto Kikuma looking sluggish. He held a cigar in his mouth and asked, What's wrong? The emperor gave you immortal power, but you are so insignificant?

... Matsumoto Kikuma raised his head, mustered up the courage, and wanted to say a few harsh words.

But before he could speak, Zhao Chuanxin fired an electric cannon, knocking the bridge of his nose flat: You're telling me, it's useless to give you a chance.

Matsumoto Kikubear: ...

If you have the guts, let me tell you, what are you doing if you keep beating me up...

…

This year, the Qing court promulgated preparatory constitution details.

In fact, it is still a way to fool people and stabilize people's hearts, and it is not prepared to establish a constitution at all.

But many people believed it to be true and prepared to launch a special campaign in a big way, among which education was also the focus.

The Qing court's administrative department and academic department began to self-examine the educational guidelines and policies implemented by the Manchu, Mongolian, Hui and Tibetan ethnic groups, put them into the formulation agenda, and formulated them immediately.

The first step was to consult the gentry, princes and ministers who were familiar with the situation in Mongolia about running schools in Mongolia.

Amullingwei was answering Xiliang's call at the palace.

I am preparing a report on Prospering the Selected Translation Textbooks of Mongolian Studies to Encourage the Border Meng Zhe to be submitted to the imperial court. When Prince Chun summoned Shouqi, he once said that the promotion of education is the first priority for the Mongolian people. This shows that he attaches great importance to education. .

Awang Yiqi has always advocated teaching, which is excellent.

The only thing is that the imperial court clearly instructed each border area not to allow outsiders to set up schools in the border area. The prince also needs to investigate as soon as possible to respond...

Amullingui felt a sudden change in his heart.

Within his banner, wouldn’t there be outsiders setting up schools?

Originally, he just studied Gongsan Norbu, recruited Japanese teachers, and established a new school to become stronger.

He often stayed in Beijing and never returned to the palace.

The reason for coming back this time was to request the imperial court to help the Mongolian Banner with railway exploration and construction. After finishing official business, I had to return to Beijing quickly.

In the past two years, the Ministry of Administration, the Ministry of War, and the generals and general affairs ministers all participated in the establishment of schools in border areas, implemented some measures to establish schools in border areas, and formed a certain interactive and cooperative relationship with the Ministry of Education and the Mongolian princes and nobles.

When he was in Beijing, Amullingui Jiantian's participation in the discussion didn't feel like anything, but after returning to the palace, he received several telegrams a day, and then he felt the court's attention.

Amullinguy was tall, thin, and handsome. He was what people in later generations would call tall, rich and handsome.

Despite his youth, he is actually alert and aware of current affairs.

As soon as he heard Xiliang's words, Amullingui understood that the imperial court was wary of Tsarist Russia and Japan always coveting the Manchu and Mongolian areas.

But he only hired Japanese teachers. Since he has been stationed in Beijing for a long time, he did not know the specific details of education.

After he responded to Xiliang solemnly, he called the palace guards: Is there any unusual trend in the flag recently?

The guard thought for a while: Back to the prince, I didn't notice...

Just as he was about to continue asking questions, a guard hurriedly came over: I'm telling you, your lord, there was a murderer who committed a murder in a school four miles outside the city. He tied Mr. Matsumoto, a Japanese teacher, to a pole and killed him. One hundred people were beaten. lethal……

Amullingwe's scalp was numb.

Why are things so crowded together?

He asked: Did the murderer escape?

It is said that the murderer acted recklessly and did not escape.

Amullinggui felt that the matter was quite strange: First send people to explore the surrounding area to see if there are ambushes, whether they are horse bandits from Taoke Taohu, Baiyin Dalai, or Yash tribes...

The guard asked: What about the Japanese teacher Matsumoto Kikyo?

Amurlinggui rubbed his chin: Well, send someone to take a look. If there is no risk, rescue him. If there is a risk, wait until the sentry returns, and I will personally lead the troops to catch the thief...

The guard scratched his head and remembered that when he first hired a Japanese teacher, Ah Wang was quite concerned about it. Until the critical moment, it's really hard to see that he doesn't care about the other person's life or death at all.

The two groups of men and horses set out almost at the same time.

The first wave of guards who go to the school will go back first.

Your Majesty, the murderer is making a speech in front of the public.

Amullingwe was stunned: What is the speech?

He said that Matsumoto Kikuma deserved death for destroying the friendship and harmony between Qing and Japan, that he promoted the crime of violence as unpardonable, that he was found guilty of the crime of misleading one's children, and threatened to execute the death penalty three times immediately...

Destroy the friendship and harmony between China and Japan? Promote violence? This is nothing.

Three times? Amullinggui was dumbfounded: Can't he be killed once?

Well... indeed, I didn't kill him the first two times, but I was so scared that Matsumoto Kikuma was so scared that he couldn't stop vomiting bile...

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