Chapter 939 I Came Specially to See You

Zhao Chuanxin was busy in the white house until dawn.

When the town was filled with smoke and the sheep were driven out of the corral again, Juvencio Torric came running with a basket on his back, panting to Zhao Chuanxin: "Eat quickly, I stole the tortillas from home."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

He knew that he had to call it a day.

"Corn and other coarse grains are for wild boars. Good boy, eat it yourself, eat slowly, don't choke to death."

Juvencio Torric: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "How do I get to the home of Urquidi Gomez, the gold medal fighter under your father?"

"Sir, he is not a fighter, he just works for my father." Juvencio Torric hurriedly explained seriously.

"You are so young, but you are still talking nonsense." Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "Tell me quickly, where does your father's evil henchman live? I have something to do with him."

"..." Juvencio Torick was speechless, and after racking his brains, he described: "Go straight along this road, turn left, turn right after seeing a straight myrtle tree, and walk back around a bush. You can see two stone mills, the larger one belongs to the Alcaraz family. Don't get me wrong, as long as you go around the dilapidated mud wall of the Alcaraz family, you will see a house with a cross on the roof, that is the home of Urquidi Gomez. However, it is usually his wife Ximena who gets up early, and maybe she will open the door for you. Mr. Constantine, can you remember it?"

Zhao Chuanxin was annoyed: "I can remember it, but are you sure what you said is correct? After all, it is very complicated."

"Sir, I will definitely not be wrong."

Zhao Chuanxin may not remember it, but Xingyue can.

Following the route given by Juvencio Torric, Zhao Chuanxin walked towards Urquidi Gomez's house.

Seeing the millstone and the dilapidated mud wall, Zhao Chuanxin went around and saw the house with a cross on the roof.

But the problem came, there were two houses.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it and thought that Urquidi Gomez's house must be the bigger one, so he went forward and knocked on the door: "Is sister-in-law at home? I'm my brother."

No one answered.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to knock on the door: "Is sister-in-law at home? I'm my brother..."

He remembered that Urquidi Gomez had a younger brother who was also a thug in the landlord's family.

At this time, the door opened with a creak.

A petite woman poked her head out. Although she was small, she had a well-proportioned figure, with curves and curves, and her eyebrows and eyes could convey emotions.

Her brown skin shone in the morning sun, her eyebrows were thick, her lips were full, and her black and dense hair was full of uncut wildness, a typical Latin American beauty.

"What are you talking about?" The woman widened her eyes and asked Zhao Chuanxin in surprise.

"Uh... Are you Urquidi's wife?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't expect Urquidi Gomez to have a beautiful wife.

"Bah!" The woman spat, "I'm Salma, the priest's daughter. I'm only 17 years old. A man as old as Urquidi Gomez can't get me. But if it were you, I would consider it..."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed, "Don't have any unrealistic thoughts about me. I'm not a man you can easily get. Since this is the priest's house, Urquidi Gomez must live next door, right?"

Latin beauty women are like peaches that ripen easily. Zhao Chuanxin thought she was at least in her twenties.

Salma frowned, "I don't know."

She closed the door with a "bang".

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged and knocked on the door next to him. His voice was not loud, but his tone was like shouting, and he said in a long tone: "Ximena, are you home? I'm here..."

"Shh... don't make a sound, Urquidi is sleeping." The woman responded in a low voice in the yard, and at the same time the door was slowly opened. As if afraid that the door hinge would make a sour sound and wake up the male owner, a middle-aged woman with an ordinary face stuck her head out and looked out furtively.

But when she found out that it was Zhao Chuanxin, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, her back straightened, and her voice became louder: "Who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin widened his eyes, stretched out his index finger, pointed to the yard, and continued to ask in a low voice in a furtive manner: "Is Urquidi home?"

This confused Ximena.

Her back collapsed again, she shrank her neck and shrugged her shoulders, trying to recall, but she couldn't think of an Asian man among the people who were busy at night.

After a while, she straightened up again and asked loudly: "Who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin coughed: "Ahem, I'm here to find Urquidi."

Ximena was so angry that she pinched her waist and asked: "Looking for Urquidi? Why are you talking so quietly when you're looking for Urquidi?"

"I'm not afraid of disturbing people's sleep?"

"Why did you come in the morning if you were afraid of disturbing them?" Ximena was even more angry: "Also, why did you call my name when you were looking for Urquidi? Why were you sneaking around?"

"Isn't it because I saw you sneaking around that I'm sneaking around?"

"You..."

At this time, a man's voice came from the room: "Ximena, who's here?"

"Looking for you."

Urquidi Gomez went out with his clothes on and sleepy eyes. When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he was shocked and said: "Stranger, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Please come in, please come in, let's not talk outside."

He pushed Urquidi Gomez a few times.

Urquidi Gomez was already confused to begin with, and now he was even more confused - who am I, whose house am I in, has the owner of this house returned?

Zhao Chuanxin sat on a straw mat on the stone platform in the yard, lit an old knife card and said: "Urkidi, I came to you to ask you to help look after the house on weekdays. After all, the world is not peaceful now. If there is a thief coming to the door, it will be difficult to deal with. I am weak and can't fight with others."

Urkidi Gomez yawned: "Why? Why should I help you look after the house?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out two bottles of Odinger beer and a few Brut sausages from Hamburg: "We are neighbors, what's wrong with helping each other? Are you not giving face?"

The Odinger beer is beautifully packaged, and the printed German label makes Urkidi Gomez's eyes shine.

German sausages are world-famous, and you can tell that they must be delicious just by looking at the appearance.

These days, many things cannot be obtained with money.

He swallowed and said, "Neighbors should really help each other."

Zhao Chuanxin took out another exquisite leather bag he had looted from Berlin KaDeWe and slapped it on the table: "Can't we be more friendly?"

Urquidi Gomez nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Not to mention being friendly, if it's more, we can even recognize each other as relatives. Ximena, have you made breakfast? I invite the guests to have breakfast."

Ximena shouted: "I have."

As she said that, she brought out a plate of corn tortillas: "Your favorite corn chips with guacamole."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his head and looked: "Oh, Ximena is really a virtuous wife. The food she cooks is delicious... no, it's delicious."

It looks hard to swallow.

Urquidi Gomez quickly scolded: "Bring one portion to the guests."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "No need, no need. Ximena looks like a loyal and wise woman. It's hard to bear to make her work hard. I just came to tell you, I'll leave now."

Ximena had a stern face and pursed her lips without saying anything.

This was the first time in Zhao Chuanxin's life that he had to bribe others to achieve his goal. It was quite fresh.

He put his hands behind his back and hummed a little tune as he went out.

The moment he went out, he used the energy fluctuation convergence rune fragments to open the holy light channel and teleport back to the warehouse.

Flashing, back to The Hague.

Being smart does not mean that you can get rid of your baby nature. Juliana is no different from other children. When her wishes cannot be fulfilled, she will still cry.

"Dad, I want dad..." Juliana slapped in Margot's arms.

Wilhelmina was headached by the noise and looked out the window helplessly.

Suddenly, she saw a figure in the square outside the palace. He turned back and said to Juliana: "Your father is back."

Juliana stopped crying immediately after hearing this. Tears were still hanging in her eyes, but she giggled: "Dad is back, dad is back, this worrying dad..."

"..."

Juliana had just called out, and Zhao Chuanxin had already pushed the door in, so fast that it seemed like he walked directly from the yard into the house.

The palace is really not a shop.

But Zhao Chuanxin couldn't control his worry about his daughter after he had one.

Wilhelmina looked back out the window, then at Zhao Chuanxin who came in, and it felt unreal.

Zhao Chuanxin came back without even alerting the guards outside.

But Zhao Chuanxin had already taken the jumping Julianna from Margot's arms: "Daughter, Daddy is back."

"Go, go..." Julianna jumped in Zhao Chuanxin's arms, her two little feet were very powerful.

"Go?" Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "If you want to go, I'll teach you a trick - when you take your left foot, you can walk with your right foot."

Julianna: "..."

She accumulated anger and grabbed Zhao Chuanxin's beard and said: "Dad, hurry up, go."

"Quick?" Zhao Chuanxin was pulled so hard that he bared his teeth: "Dad will teach you, every inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and every inch of time is worth a xin."

Julianna: "..."

Finally, she still had to use her ultimate move - crying.

Zhao Chuanxin's eardrums could adapt to the battlefield with constant gunfire, but Juliana's screams almost pierced it.

He surrendered: "Okay, okay, let's go now. Wrap you in three layers first."

The inner layer is silk lining, the outer layer is a standard wool blanket, and the outermost layer is a down quilt.

Wilhelmina felt that her daughter had taken away some of her love, and she felt a little unhappy.

She said: "Why are you leaving? I need your help..."

When Zhao Chuanxin wrapped Juliana in a quilt, he told Zhao Chuanxin about Edward VII's severe cold.

She said with some concern: "The King of England is old but refuses to admit his old age. The doctor said he has pneumonia. But he is too old, and the medicine is not very effective. Increasing the dosage is also worried that his body cannot bear it. After all, he is not an ordinary person."

What she meant was that if it were an ordinary person, increasing the dosage would be the worst case of death. But that was the King of England, and the Netherlands did not dare to cure the King of England to death.

Zhao Chuanxin wondered, "Why did he come to the Netherlands? It's a small country, what's worth visiting?"

"..." Wilhelmina felt offended: "The Netherlands was once the overlord of the sea."

"A 67-year-old man insisted on going out on the street on a rainy day, caught a cold and got pneumonia. He got what he wanted."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care.

You won't die if you don't do it.

Wilhelmina thought of Edward VII's distinctive personality and suddenly said, "I think he might come for you. Ethan, think about it, you are both romantic, showy, and cynical... So he might have come to the Netherlands to see you because he felt a sense of mutual respect."

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised.

It really felt like Boya meeting Ziqi.

But Wilhelmina was obviously complaining about something.

Wilhelmina seems to have heard something...

Zhao Chuanxin had already wrapped Juliana in a quilt, walked up to Wilhelmina with his daughter in one arm, and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

He said with a smile: "People in the world slander decent gentlemen like Zhao, and I'm used to it. But I am indeed different from that arrogant old gangster. Well, let me go see him and see if there is any way to persuade him to return to China. Go to hell.”

"..."

Can you still persuade me to die?

But Zhao Chuanxin had already gone out with his daughter in his arms.

British Consulate in The Hague.

Edward VII's face turned sallow and his breathing was like bellows. It was obvious that his condition was getting worse. Considering his age, whether he could be cured was a matter of life and death.

Edward VII pursed his lips.

Leon Venus, the British Consul General in The Hague, looked miserable and couldn't help but step forward to hear what the king had to say. Could it be a will?

When Leon Venus put his ear to Edward VII's mouth, at this time, the king actually said: "I went to the street to watch folk artists perform just on the way. In fact, I wanted to see the famous horse called ' Galloping Organ's Alden Horse. Consul General Venus, can you help me ask if Galloping Organ won the last horse race?"

Leon Venus, the British Consul General in The Hague, was speechless.

While he was blowing out the lamp and pulling out the wax, the old King of England still cared about horse racing?

How unreliable does this have to be?

But if you want to say that he is unreliable, the few years of Edward VII's reign are called the Golden Age.

Once a troubled boy, he later became a wise king.

Leon Venus couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, Your Majesty, I will ask for you."

At this time, an employee of the consulate came in a hurry and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Consul General, Zhao Chuanxin is outside asking for an audience."

Leon Venus frowned: "Drive him away, why are you causing trouble at this time?"

Unexpectedly, the dying Edward VII suddenly sat up from the hospital bed: "Let him come in quickly, and ask Zhao to pass on his salary as soon as possible."

Everyone: "..."

Your Majesty, are you serious?

Zhao Chuanxin carried his daughter into the room and saw Edward VII who was advised not to get out of bed by the doctor. He smiled and waved to him: "Zhao, you are exactly as I imagined. You guys help me up quickly. I want to talk to Zhao Talk about women.”

At this time, as far as Zhao Chuanxin was concerned, the Qing court and the foreign powers were all enemies.

But he didn't kill them all with one shot.

He is a human being, not a black and white machine.

For example, among the officials of the Qing court, he had a good rapport with Zhou Fu, the former governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.

Zhao Chuanxin always believed that Anglo-Saxons were the most despicable people.

But the fat old man in front of him was very angry with him.

At this time, the infant Juliana pointed at Edward VII and said: "Dad, he is going to die."

The expressions of everyone in the room suddenly changed.

But Edward VII looked kind and cheerful, with a smile on his pale, fat face.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Chuanxin's face darkened: "If others die, they will die, but why do you say such unlucky words. Be good and don't meddle in other people's business."

Everyone: "..."

Edward VII's smile froze, and he said with a wry smile: "This is your and Wilhelmina's child, right? Others say that the new Dutch princess is smart, and it turned out to be so when I saw her today. A child under one year old can actually speak."

Zhao Chuanxin held the child in his arms, pushed Leon Venus away, and sat on his chair.

He said: "Edward, you said that you, at your age, caused trouble to the Netherlands."

Edward VII leaned on the bedside, winked at Juliana, and did not feel dissatisfied with Zhao Chuanxin's words. He said: "To be honest, my real purpose is not to visit the Netherlands, but to see you."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Unexpectedly, Wilhelmina's words came true.