Buddhist monks in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1130 Amazing
"Governor, the Django has sunk."

Both the Avalanche and the Django were sunk.

The ships sank in order from north to south according to the ports.

Albert Salaud was no longer sleepy: "Send a telegram to Li Guangzong immediately and ask them to stop their barbaric behavior immediately, otherwise it will be regarded as declaring war on French Indochina and France!"

At this time, no one called Vietnam Jiaozhi anymore, most people called it Annan.

A few people call it Vietnam, while France calls it French Indochina.

Albert Salo put on his clothes hurriedly and listened to the sound of insects outside, which became louder and louder. He felt inexplicably irritated and lost interest.

Damn Zhao Chuanxin, can't you just cooperate with me and show off? You have to stir up trouble, right?

After he was dressed, he gave another order: "Add patrol boats to the coastline. Once the enemy is found, they can open fire on their own. The coastal defense artillery and fortress artillery are ready to go..."

The coastal defense guns are French cannons, and the fortress is a permanent fortress built after France colonized this place. Combined with the coastal defense guns, it is extremely strong and highly concealed.

All in all, Albert Salo would never give up half of Australia like Britain did.

He wanted to defend the colonies.

Another reason why he insisted on not allowing Li Guangzong to build a radio tower in Annan was that he was worried that Zhao Chuanxin would also designate an ecological protection zone in Annan.

Half an hour later, someone came to report: "Governor, the Ollie has sunk."

Albert Sarra was frantic: "Has the telegram been sent?"

"Sent."

"No reply?"

"No."

When Zhao Chuanxin fought alone, there was never any battle report.

So Li Guangzong didn't know what was going on.

But he only needed to see Albert Salo's few threatening words to know that they were in great danger.

"I gave you a chance."

An hour later, Li Guangzong received another telegram from Albert Salaud, telling him that the workers and engineers had been released and asking him to stop the attack immediately, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

Albert Salaud implicitly threatened Li Guangzong that if he did not stop attacking their gunboats, he would attack these workers and engineers.

He replied to Albert Salo: Since my request for the release of the hostages was refused, Xuan and Fa have been at loggerheads, and are in a hurry to achieve a result. Death is inevitable. It is like two tigers fighting, and the war will be difficult to stop unless one of them surrenders.

When Albert Sarra received the telegram, veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Too arrogant.

You have to defeat one of them.

If you want to kill, then kill. I will repay you tenfold for every one I kill.

Albert Sarrazin didn't dare to kill those workers and engineers.

But they didn't release him.

At noon, his subordinates came to report in grief: "Governor, the Takion has sunk..."

Albert Salaud asked dejectedly: "Is there really nothing we can do to him?"

The subordinate said: "According to reports from soldiers from all sides, they saw Zhao Chuanxin driving a speedboat with a speed of 200 knots, and the shells could not hit him at all. Whenever it approached our gunboat, the speedboat would mysteriously disappear. Then, the gunboat would be sunk, and we couldn't even organize an effective counterattack..."

"200 knots?" Albert Sadow broke into a voice in disbelief: "What ship can run at 200 knots?"

“Maybe more than that.”

Now there are only two gunboats left on the coast.

If it was sunk by Zhao Chuanxin, Annan's rule would be shaken, and there would be no way to deter surrounding forces.

Albert Sarra's face changed color.

Want to give in.

But he couldn't say it out loud, so he asked someone to send another telegram to Li Guangzong, the content of which was both submissive and an attempt to save face.

The telegram fell on deaf ears.

"Governor, the La Grandie is sunk."

A single thought led to the sinking of another gunboat.

The price of pride is high.

"Release them, release them..." Albert Sadeau shouted hysterically, completely surrendering: "Send a telegram to Li Guangzong..."

……

In the afternoon, the sea is sparkling.

Zhao Chuanxin had arrived at the lighthouse and saw the half-built radio tower.

At this moment, the cell phone rang.

He picked up the phone. It was Li Guangzong calling: "Master, Albert Sado has surrendered and released the person. Let's stop here, otherwise they might kill him."

Zhao Chuanxin looked towards Pineapple Beach and the fortress cannon there: "Stop after the last strike."

He hung up the phone, boarded the fourth-generation Dragon, headed for Saigon, and dropped three XY10 bombs side by side in the most prosperous area of ​​the city.

I didn't even consider whether they would kill the hostages.

boom……

boom……

boom……

Albert Sadow was not killed by the explosion, but he was scared to death.

He was so angry that he sent a telegram to Li Guangzong, asking: "We have already released the people and made huge concessions. Do you want to declare war?"

Li Guangzong was also sweating profusely because of Zhao Chuanxin's madness.

Zhao Chuanxin really didn't care about the lives of those workers and engineers.

Back then, the Japanese used Lugang Town to threaten Zhao Chuanxin, and Zhao Chuanxin let them attack at will. Now it seems that he was not just saying it casually, it was true.

Li Guangzong felt a secret and unfathomable fear in his heart.

Li Guangzong replied to Albert Sadeau: You must bear the final blow. You can send more troops, but I estimate that your ships cannot reach Annan.

Albert Sadeau was depressed.

The biggest bug that Li Guangzong could exploit was that Zhao Chuanxin could sabotage the ships at any time, completely destroying the foreigners' advantage of strong ships and powerful guns.

If you can’t transport troops, how can you increase their strength?

The conflicts and disputes between Xuantian Sect and Annan shocked the great powers.

Especially since Albert Sadeau had already surrendered, Zhao Chuanxin still dropped three bombs in Saigon.

"Zhao Chuanxin has gone crazy."

This is how European and American newspapers reported it.

There was no movement after Zhao Chuanxin dropped the bomb.

This incident also had an impact, and Britain withdrew its troops from the southern foothills of the Himalayas.

They temporarily put their plans for Tibet on hold, and the West-Mla Conference ended in obscurity.

……

Photographers from all over the country wrote to request a postponement of the photography competition as they needed time to prepare their entries.

Liu Baogui delayed the competition to mid-May and the results would be announced at the end of May.

On April 4, Wilhelmina called Zhao Chuanxin and said she had a stomachache.

Zhao Chuanxin and Zhao Lingjun hurried back.

Wilhelmina is about to give birth.

On April 4, Wilhelmina gave birth to another daughter.

Katharina emma wilhelmina chiu.

Zhao Chuanxin gave her a Chinese name - Zhao Jinxiu.

When Zhao Jinxiu was sleeping, Zhao Chuanxin saw a hint of sharpness between her eyebrows.

Some people clearly classify talents and hobbies. Hobbies cannot be regarded as talents, as talents are innate.

Zhao Chuanxin acknowledged this statement through his own children.

After giving birth, Wilhelmina looked tired yet excited.

Her hair was wet with sweat.

Zhao Chuanxin stroked her blonde hair with his large palm, and the sweat slowly evaporated. She didn't need sweat to cool down at this moment.

Zhao Chuanxin said softly, "Why are you so excited? Go get some sleep."

Wilhelmina smiled from the bottom of her heart: "I am happy, I am very happy. I thought I would never have children in this life, but after meeting you, I now have two children."

All her eggs were not put in one basket, so she now had a choice.

But Zhao Chuanxin obviously didn't take this orderly inheritance seriously.

"Oh, take a rest."

He bombed Saigon for two reasons. The first was that Xingyue was sleeping, and the second was that Wilhelmina was about to give birth. He needed to have a stable period, so he had to use thunder-like means to intimidate the powers and Yuan Weiting.

Not to mention the birth of Zhao Chuanxin’s fifth child, Xingyue was asleep, and at least he couldn’t use the Bronze Eye to teleport.

His deterrence worked.

Zhao Chuanxin stayed in The Hague for a few days and made a special trip to Iceland before returning to Lugang Town.

As soon as he entered the door, Sarah Willsdottir said to him: "I'm pregnant."

Zhao Chuanxin felt his scalp tingling. He walked forward with a fake smile, hugged and caressed the woman, giving her the warmth she deserved.

As a result, Sarah Willsdottir, who was usually careless, suddenly became sensitive: "Don't you want children?"

"Oh no, I want it." Zhao Chuanxin discussed again: "Consider moving out of Iceland?"

Sara Wilsdottir shook her head. “No, I’m not going anywhere. I only speak one language and I don’t have much experience dealing with people.”

"But I'm very busy and can't be with you every day."

"All you have to do is give me the money. I have a sister who lives in Akranes. I wrote to her and asked her to come live with me and help me out. Icelandic women don't need men to give birth to children."

Very straightforward.

Zhao Chuanxin likes this simple and crude way of doing things. He puts his hand on the table and first stands up a row of 20-kronor coins. These coins are 4.5 cm in diameter and weigh 40 grams each. There is a portrait of Christian X on the front.

Zhao Chuanxin placed two piles on the table like a magic trick, one pile of twenty coins and two piles of forty coins, totaling 800 kronor.

He pressed it on another place, and when he raised his hand, there were two more stacks of 10-kronor coins.

Next came the 5-kroner, 2-kroner and 1-kroner notes. "Will these cover my expenses for the year?"

Sarah Wilsdottir was happy: "That's enough. That's enough."

Zhao Chuanxin stayed in Iceland for several days.

Without Xingyue, he had to do it himself. He went to the mountains to chop wood to make boards and laid flat wooden paths and railings in front of and behind Sarah Willsdottir's house, for fear that she would fall during her pregnancy.

The work is done very delicately, and all the wooden boards are evenly baked after being branded by the old god's crucible, with the surface carbonized to make them waterproof, anti-corrosive and anti-termite.

After paving the wooden plank road, Zhao Chuanxin also built a carriage for her with his own hands.

Sara Wilsdottir helped, hammering away at the iron.

You can buy ready-made carriages, but the ones made by Zhao Chuanxin are more comfortable, with both bow and spring shock absorbers, and the seat cushions are covered with sponge and leather.

The carriage was built, but Sarah Wilsdottir's sister had not arrived yet. Zhao Chuanxin could not wait too long, so he went back to The Hague and teleported back to Lubin Prefecture through the teleportation array.

He rushed from Lubin Prefecture to Hong Kong Island, set up a temporary teleportation array, and took his daughter and classmate Xiaosong back to Lugang Town.

After much haste, the four children of the Zhao family gathered together on May 5th.

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In order to conceal his tracks, Zhao Chuanxin gathered dozens of snotty kids in Lugang Town and went to the photography exhibition together with Yao Bing.

You need to buy tickets to enter the photography exhibition. The ticket price is not expensive, only two copper coins per person, regardless of age.

If you buy a ticket and enter, you have the right to vote.

Liu Baogui, dressed in a suit and tie, wandered around the photography exhibition entertaining celebrities from the cultural world.

Suddenly I heard a noise at the door.

Oh my god, a group of children rushed in, yelling.

Then Zhao Chuanxin's voice rang out: "Yao Bing, Zhao Lingjun, Zhao Hongzhi, Defu, you lead the team well."

A snotty kid wanted to touch a photo on the wall, but Zhao Lingjun kicked him: "Be quiet."

The snotty kid was a little afraid of her: "You are bullying me by taking advantage of your power!"

Zhao Lingjun bared his teeth: "What power do I rely on?"

"You bully others just because you are powerful."

"Since I am so good, how can I say that I am bullying others? I can only say that you are not as skilled as me. If you don't agree, let's fight to see who is better."

"You bully the weak."

"Nonsense, I am strong and I don't bully the weak, so what's the point of being strong?"

"This……"

Some people win people over with virtue, and some people win people over with fists. Zhao Lingjun used both carrot and stick, and the snotty kids finally calmed down.

With Zhao Chuanxin taking care of so many kids, the four little ones of the Zhao family don’t seem so conspicuous.

Zhao Chuanxin held Zhao Nianzhen and Zhao Songzhen on his left and right respectively.

The two little girls were delighted to see the excitement and struggled to get down to the ground.

Liu Baogui came over and said, "Pass on the torch. The photo wall is not full yet. Come on, contribute any photos you have."

The photo exhibition is huge.

Due to the high prize money, there are many participants.

But film is too expensive, and no one is willing to take pictures and waste film, so a lot of space is left empty.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled Liu Baogui aside and took out ten thick photo albums.

Liu Baogui was dumbfounded: "My Chao, you took all these photos?"

"That's for sure."

Baogui is very happy.

He took out one of the books and flipped through it, commenting on it seriously: "This woman's photo is great. The curve of her hips is fully revealed when she bends over to scoop up water..."

He knows nothing about photography.

Launched on May 5th.

Nominations on May 5th.

The awards will be presented on May 5th.

Today is the first day.

Liu Baogui asked people to hang the photos on the wall according to categories.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on a bench and watched the snotty kid moving through the crowd.

Zhao Zhengze was quite generous and held his two sisters' hands to prevent them from getting separated.

Zhao Lingjun's energy did not allow her to stay in one place for too long. Like a sheepdog, she could always circle the snotty kids into a shape.

photography?

She didn't even look at it, as if the purpose of her coming here was just to herd the sheep.

It can be seen here that Zhao Nianzhen is a bit independent and sometimes deliberately bullies her sister Zhao Songzhen.

Zhao Zhengze pointed to a photo and said, "Look, this was taken by my dad."

Zhao Songzhen looked at the photo and asked curiously, "Second brother, what is this kid doing?"

In the photo, a small, skinny child is carrying a large basket on his back and holding a stick in his hand. The stick is tapping the ground, raising dust.

Zhao Zhengze pretended to understand: "Song Zhen, he is picking mushrooms. People in Lugang Town carry baskets when they go to pick mushrooms."

Standing next to them was a rough-looking man in a suit, who was delighted to hear what he heard.

His name is Zhuang Chusheng, and he is also a photographer.

He asked Zhao Zhengze: "Is your father Mr. Zhao?"

"My father is Zhao Chuanxin."

Zhuang Chusheng smiled and said in amazement: "Mr. Zhao's photography skills are very high. The child in this photo is not picking mushrooms, but picking cow dung. Do you see the yak next to it? There is a small rake on the top of the stick in the child's hand. In the northwest region, it is not easy for children to bend down with a large backpack. If they bend down, the cow dung will fall out, so they use the rake to hook the cow dung and throw it into the backpack. This requires certain skills..."

The main subjects of this photo are the child, the backpack and the raised dust, which is very eye-catching.

The yak serves as an accompanying object to balance the composition.

The background is a vast and desolate plateau with a wide field of vision. The simplicity of the background makes the subject stand out more.

The raised dust extends from the lower right corner to the upper left corner of the picture, accidentally outlining the diagonal composition of the photo.

The child and the yak roughly conform to the rule of thirds composition principle, with the child in the right third and the yak in the left third.

The sunlight shines from the left side of the photo, and the raised dust is particularly clear at this light angle. You can clearly feel the granularity of the dust, which enhances the texture of the picture.

Many of the people photographed by others had numb expressions on their faces.

However, the photo of Zhao Chuanxin was out of place. Although we knew that this place was not rich and the children were in rags, it exuded a sense of tranquility and peace, and was vivid and lively.

Zhao Zhengze smiled embarrassedly, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, you are really amazing. I am grateful for your teaching!"

Seeing this, Zhao Nianzhen began to ask Zhao Zhengze questions frequently, with the aim of preventing Zhao Zhengze from paying attention to Zhao Songzhen.

In particular, whenever Zhao Songzhen was about to speak, she would interrupt him.

"Brother, what do you think this is?"

Zhao Zhengze was worried that he would make a fool of himself like he did just now, so he said cautiously: "This should be picking up eggs..."

The photo was taken from a low position, showing a rooster flying in the air with its chest raised and its wings spread.

Behind them was a group of people, both men and women, young and old, many of whom wore wide-brimmed hats, had cigarettes dangling from their lips, had dark skin, and looked sweaty.

Zhuang Chusheng appeared behind them again: "This is a cockfight, and roosters can't lay eggs. If I'm not mistaken, the photo was taken in Mexico. Mexicans are particularly fond of cockfighting. The composition of this photo, Mr. Zhao, is also..."

Zhao Zhengze was very annoyed.

Why are you everywhere?
He is trying to be a brother in front of his two sisters, why is this guy always trying to sabotage him behind his back?

He immediately took his two sisters' hands and continued forward.

Zhuang Chusheng was scratching his head: Why are you not happy when I praise your dad’s photography skills?
Zhao Chuanxin has too many photos, and they are very varied. The subjects include rivers, seas, lakes, mountains and rivers, various animals, the Great Wall, ancient and modern buildings, and beauties from all regions and nationalities.

The photos taken earlier are all in black and white, while the photos taken later are all in color with higher resolution.

The changes in technology can be seen from the quality of photos.

As Zhuang Chusheng was walking, he saw another person stopping in front of a photo, folding his arms and thinking.

This is also a photography work by Zhao Chuanxin.

"Brother, Mr. Zhao's masterpiece is amazing, right?" Zhuang Chusheng said with a wry smile.

The man turned around and smiled: "My name is Lu Yishou, my courtesy name is Tianzhou, nice to meet you."

The two exchanged names and found out that they were both photographers with similar interests, so they soon started chatting.

This photo taken by Zhao Chuanxin depicts the Second Balkan War. Soldiers from both sides have ferocious looks on their faces, and they fight forward one after another, risking their lives.

There is a description below the photo: People who ask you to consider the overall situation are often the ones who are in the situation themselves.

Lu Yishou sighed, "I never thought that photography could be so vivid, and Mr. Zhao himself is a very wise man."

"Yes, the people who ask you to consider the overall situation are often the ones who are in the middle of the situation, and they can reveal the truth that has been around for thousands of years."

Anyone who buys a ticket has the right to vote.

This actually has many disadvantages because it allows cheating.

But for this first session, Liu Baogui felt it was normal to be a little sloppy.

The first competition will not only select the winners, but also select photographers who are qualified to serve as judges for the next competition.

When it comes to the second session, we can select the works seriously and it will be more fair and just.

More and more visitors are visiting the photography exhibition.

The ticket is not expensive and you can spend half a day there.

Don't ever think that photography is boring. Nowadays, photos from all over the world can attract 99% of people.

However, after the first day, Zhao Chuanxin's photography works received the most votes, overwhelming the competition.

Liu Baogui couldn't help but get anxious when he saw many contestants looking listless.

He just asked Zhao Chuanxin to use his work to show off, how could it take over the show and discourage the enthusiasm of the contestants?

That night, without even informing Zhao Chuanxin, he directly decided that Zhao Chuanxin's photographs would only be exhibited and not participate in the competition, and that the winning works must be selected from other photographs.

After playing for a day, Zhao Chuanxin took a group of snotty kids to the night market to eat snacks, and then let them go home.

There were four children left, and Zhao Chuanxin took them to the old police station.

Because he had to gather the four children, Zhao Chuanxin was worried that Miao Cuihua would see it, so he dismantled the teleportation array in his home and placed it in the old security station, with members of the insurance team taking turns to guard it day and night.

Zhao Chuanxin took the four children, Jiang Mingxin, Yao Bing and Gan Fan to Peace College.

(End of this chapter)