Chapter 969 1909 First Half of the Advisory Council Meeting

Zhao Chuanxin worked in the newly built studio from the dark night of Mexico until the daybreak.

The glass roof was working now, the sun shone on the hilltop, and the studio was bright.

Zhao Chuanxin turned off more than a dozen lights.

He stretched and went to the white house.

The Chihuahua ran over happily, tilted its head and waited for Zhao Chuanxin to feed it, its tail spinning.

Zhao Chuanxin had basically forgotten about it, so he patted his head and went to the kitchen to see that there were not many ready-made ingredients.

He took a piece of cactus and a sweet potato and put them in the pot to steam.

Just at this time, Aguilei Ida woke up, and Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the meat on the chopping board and a Cao Zhengxing kitchen knife: "Go, chop the meat into stuffing."

Aguilei Ida was sleepy, and he forced himself to take the knife to chop.

"Oops."

Because he didn't know how to use the kitchen knife, and because he was tired, he cut his finger and bled.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the salivating Chihuahua and said, "You are in luck. You can add some meat to fill your teeth today."

Aguilei Ida: "..."

After the sweet potatoes and cactus were steamed, Zhao Chuanxin mashed them, and Aguilei Ida also chopped the meat. Zhao Chuanxin mixed some cornmeal in it, added some olive oil, and rolled it into a ball and put it in the pot to continue steaming.

Aguilei Ida said, "Ah, it smells so good."

"Well, you will eat the same thing as the dog later."

Aguilei Ida didn't care.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that people here eat cactus, but he didn't know if dogs could eat it.

Who cares?

After steaming, Aguilei Ida and the Chihuahua ate the weird mixed ball together.

One person and one dog devoured it.

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at it with a weird face: "I hope they won't have any problems."

But the question is, is it really that delicious?

Zhao Chuanxin smelled it and looked disgusted.

He made a plate of authentic soy sauce fried rice for himself.

Aguirre Ida rubbed his stomach and looked at the good-looking soy sauce fried rice: "Actually, I can eat some more."

Zhao Chuanxin ate slowly and said lightly: "Actually, you should work."

Aguirre Ida: "..."

He said: "Don John Constantine, before sunset yesterday, Miguel Esteban came. He saw that you were not there, so he asked me to convey his gratitude. Are you..."

As he said that, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

After all, he saw the scene where Zhao Chuanxin killed the group of rural patrols without blinking an eye.

Salvador Humberto was just one of Urquidi Gomez's men, and Camilo Torric's men were just a thug, not more difficult to deal with than the rural patrols.

He believed that it would be easier for Zhao Chuanxin to kill Salvador Humberto.

But he didn't hear the gunshot yesterday.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out a beautiful short sword with a clang: "Young man, you know too much."

Aguire Ida was startled: "Don John Constantine, please don't kill me to silence me."

"You know too much, but you don't work. You just talk nonsense here. You should know that we don't keep idle people here."

"I work, I work." Aguire Ida was active, but before going to the stable, he muttered: "It's really troublesome. So many cavalry police officers died, and Salvador died. We have offended everyone. I hope nothing will happen next."

Zhao Chuanxin just put the sword back into the sheath, and suddenly felt that it might be too early.

Damn crow's mouth.

The wind in February was very strong, which caused a lot of trouble for Aguire Ida's homework.

He felt that it was difficult to even lift a board, let alone nail it.

And the direction of the wind was Cholula, where Obregon was lying in bed recovering from his injuries.

He whistled a song called "Little Wild Pigeon", which was too sleazy to be worthy of the stage.

His wife sat next to him, starching the cuffs of his clothes to make them more wear-resistant.

They also had an old woman who helped with the washing and cleaning, and they lived a comfortable life.

At this time, Salcedo Antonio's wife came to the door: "Obrego, you asked Salcedo to help you, but he has been out for a few days and hasn't come home yet! Was he blown to Veracruz by the strong wind?"

Obrego was shocked: "What? Not back yet?"

Salcedo Antonio's wife said anxiously: "What exactly did you ask him to help you with? I heard that no one who went with him came back."

Obrego frowned, but did not answer directly, but said: "You go back first, don't worry, I will send someone to look for him. Don't worry, no one dares to mess with our cavalry police here."

After coaxing the other party away, Obregon asked his wife to find someone to go to Quetzalan to find Urquidi Gomez.

After Urquidi Gomez received the news, he was about to take action, but he was summoned by Camilo Torric.

Camilo Torric was full of energy and said to him: "The governor will be here in a few days. During this period, don't make trouble, and everything should be done to entertain the governor."

Urquidi Gomez opened his mouth and swallowed his words back.

When he came out of the landlord's manor, a subordinate said to him: "Urquidi, Salvador Humberto went to Miguel Esteban's house to ask for land, and he hasn't come back yet. What should I do?"

Urquidi Gomez gritted his teeth: "Damn country bumpkin, he doesn't know what's good for him. Don Camilo Torric has not allowed me to act rashly recently. Let's wait until the governor leaves and settle accounts with these people."

...

Zhao Chuanxin was hesitating whether to practice runes with the advanced method given by the old emperor.

Xingyue analyzed to him: "Mastering runes requires talent. Obviously, you don't have this talent. You can't master even one of the four runes. So you need a starting point, after all, there are more runes in the Cursed Desert."

Xingyue's words made Zhao Chuanxin determined.

He followed the advanced method and first practiced the Light Blade Rune.

The advanced method is to simplify the runes and gradually improve them like supplementing fingerprints.

After working for a long time, Zhao Chuanxin was sweating, but he still couldn't make any progress.

Xingyue said: "Don't worry, you are used to painting, which is the biggest obstacle for you to practice runes. Runes are three-dimensional. According to what you said, it is not two-dimensional, nor three-dimensional, it is a four-dimensional graphic."

This is the benefit of having a learning assistant who is proficient in the civilizations of the two worlds.

A word awakened the dreamer.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the four-dimensional picture virtualized by two-dimensional plane painting presented by Xingyue on his glasses.

The pattern gradually took shape in his mind.

But just like a person living in a three-dimensional world, it is difficult to figure out how the Klein bottle has an unoriented plane.

When I was in school, the teacher said that a fly can fly directly from the inside of a bottle to the outside without passing through the surface of the bottle, because there is no distinction between inside and outside.

At that time, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the drawn Klein bottle. No matter how he simulated it, he felt that the fly was trapped in a dead end instead of flying directly to the outside.

So he kept pestering the teacher. It was just a casual remark, but the physics teacher was pestered by him for a whole class and was very angry.

It was the same at this time. Zhao Chuanxin racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.

Xingyue had to draw lines for him first.

Then flip and extend the lines into faces.

After that, connect the faces, and some faces meet at a certain place, so that Zhao Chuanxin can imagine how it changes from inside to outside.

This is actually the law of rune energy flow.

Xingyue gave all kinds of metaphors it knew to assist Zhao Chuanxin in practicing, and Zhao Chuanxin, who was smart all his life, became a wooden head now.

Maybe if it was a human master, he would have been so angry that he wanted to beat him.

Xingyue's patience is infinite.

It taught over and over again, never getting tired of it.

Finally, it simply used a dynamic picture of energy surge to help Zhao Chuanxin understand.

It was like a human pulse, blood pumped through the heart, spread throughout the body through blood vessels, and then contracted back.

This is actually the frequency conversion method of the central control rune fragments. The Spring Sword and the Light Blade Gun are based on this principle.

Even the old emperor didn't master it.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "Young master, I understand!"

Since taking the Six Senses Potion, his control over his body has reached its peak.

At this time, time seemed to slow down, Zhao Chuanxin was fully focused and flicked his fingers.

Swish...

A light blade the size of a millet grain flew out, cutting a two-centimeter-deep cut on the corner of the rock table. Of course, this cut was also very inconspicuous.

"I'm so happy, I want Zhao's nickname of a little red outside the pass, and now it finally deserves it!"

Zhao Chuanxin was overjoyed.

But the next time he flicked his fingers, the light blade did not appear.

Xingyue said: "The rune you constructed is incomplete, and you need to slowly become proficient. When you don't even need to think and can do it easily, it's time to advance to the next stage. It's the same as your sword practice."

So, Zhao Chuanxin kept poking his fingers at the low stone wall in the yard of the white house.

Occasionally, a piece of debris would fall from the stone wall, or a little dust would be raised.

Aguire Ida, who was working in the stable, watched from a distance and couldn't see the details, but he just felt that Mr. Don John Constantine seemed to have epilepsy.

Zhao Chuanxin practiced like a demon. At first, it was difficult for him to even construct a four-dimensional figure, but later he gradually became familiar with it.

But he was not good at controlling the frequency, so the light blade was sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes far, sometimes near.

In fact, his light blade rune was no longer the light blade rune of the old emperor, but the light blade rune upgraded by Xingyue.

The starting point was lower than that of the old emperor, but the force value was destined to be higher than that of the old emperor.

When Zhao Chuanxin came home late, Rebecca Levi had already fallen asleep.

She was sitting on a thick quilt, with her butt sticking out and her hair messy.

Her lips were a little pale.

Zhao Chuanxin saw this, tidied up the quilt for her, and also got into the warm bed to sleep.

Because Rebecca Levi went to bed early, she woke up and happened to see Zhao Chuanxin getting dressed.

She hurriedly lifted the quilt: "Come on, I'm still okay."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Then I won't be polite."

Then he pounced on her.

Rebecca Levi screamed.

This is too rough.

Zhao Chuanxin pounced on her - put lipstick on her.

"Um... what is this?"

Rebecca Levi was confused.

"Don't move, it will be smudged later." Zhao Chuanxin warned.

Rebecca Levi had to cooperate and open her mouth.

"Don't open your mouth so wide, don't use too much force, this isn't something you're doing, why are you using too much force?"

"..."

After finally getting it right, Zhao Chuanxin applied a little on the inside of her lower lip, and then showed her how to do it.

"Learn from me, rub your upper and lower lips like this."

She rubbed it in a weird way, which made Zhao Chuanxin feel very familiar...

When she was done, Zhao Chuanxin picked up the mirror on the dressing table and held it in front of her: "See how it looks."

"Ah..." Rebecca Levi screamed.

This is so fucking ugly and scary, the uneven red on the lips looks like she had eaten a dead child.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Don't move, hold the mirror."

Then he stretched out his index finger and tapped her lower lip to let the lipstick blend out. He even applied a little light outside the upper and lower lip lines, as if painting with light and dark, and shading.

Apply shadow above the lip peak to shorten the distance between the philtrum.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin put on two clean middle fingers, applied it on the smudged area outside the lower lip line and drew upwards, so that it would not look dull and would have a lifting effect.

Use the other two clean ring fingers to apply the color outside the upper lip line.

Rebecca Levi watched Zhao Chuanxin's operation, and miraculously discovered that her dry and pale lips became plump and rosy, making her feel attractive even just looking at them.

"Wow……"

She felt amazing, and at the same time she thought, how could a man dress up his woman in ancient and modern times?

That feeling is really wonderful, proud and sweet.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled lightly: "This is nothing. In fact, I have some more powerful tricks."

"How powerful?"

“Two ‘wows’ are so powerful.”

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin handed the lipstick to Rebecca Levi: "It's for you."

What woman doesn’t like gifts?

nonexistent.

Rebecca Levi couldn't put it down with the beautifully crafted lipstick. She played with it with her left and right hands, and kept moving it up and down in and out.

Set - get lipstick.

Gee, it feels really good.

The shape is so beautiful.

The carved veins on it... are really beautiful.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of bed, put on his clothes completely, and warned: "You must know how to exercise moderation. Looking at your face and lips, it is obvious that you are weak."

"But Xitao told me that there are only cows that are exhausted, but the fields are not damaged."

"She is a widow, she knows nothing." Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "The more the fields are plowed, the poorer the soil, and the looser the crops. But what about the cows? It's different. In the process, their muscles have been fully exercised. Qiujie, full of energy.”

"Huh? Is that so?"

"How could I lie to you?"

Rebecca Levy thought thoughtfully: "What about going from two plows a day to one plow a day?"

"Tian needs to rest. It's best to update every three days. Believe me, that's right."

"Three days? Well, you are so kind to me." Rebecca Levi said happily.

…

The first-year meeting of the Advisory Council was held as scheduled on the 12th day of the New Year.

Not all members of the first term were elected by representatives of public opinion.

But it includes all walks of life.

Liu Shenglin is one of the Han members.

When he arrived at the venue, he found that sitting next to him was a strange prairie woman. The nameplate in front of his seat read - Wu Xiangning.

Wasps frequently fluttered on the swing rope, and at that moment, the delicate hands were fragrant.

This name is not uncommon.

But a mere prairie woman must not have such knowledge, someone must have given her the name.

Liu Shenglin thought well, the person who named it was Yao Jia.

Liu Shenglin was very dissatisfied with the woman sitting next to him.

He angrily went to the venue staff to argue.

The conference bureau in Lubin Mansion is a large venue, with nameplates and water glasses on each table. There are staff members at the venue, who are dressed in uniforms and have "usher" badges on their chests.

The salary-passing suit, a modified suit with a stand-up collar, is now very popular among Lubin government officials.

Whether they want to find a toilet or fetch water, members only need to ask the guide. There is nothing they don’t know.

Liu Shenglin went to the instructor and asked, "Why do you let me sit next to a woman? Do you look down on me?"

Familiar, the conductor is even more explosive than him: "Look down on you? I won't let you in even if I look down on you. You can sit wherever you want. If you don't want to sit, just leave the conference room. There are many people waiting to come in."

Liu Shenglin's chest rose and fell with anger, and he pointed at the conductor: "You, you, you are really degrading to gentlemen..."

"Elite?" The usher said disdainfully: "On your first day in Lubin Mansion? Do you think it is the prefect who talks about elegance, or Chairman Yao who talks about elegance? The day before yesterday, the prefect came to scold me, 'Get out'. Did I tell him to be polite?"

Liu Shenglin was stunned and speechless.

It's really unbecoming.

How can we, a huge country and a land of etiquette, let these stinky fish and rotten shrimps ruin our doors?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I really wanted to walk away, but I couldn't let go of the power of the councillors.

Years ago, the Lubin Mansion Advisory Bureau held a trial meeting and drafted and finalized some bills, which already made these members feel the taste of power.

This time it was said that there was more movement.

After this meeting, the next annual meeting will be at the end of the year, and he doesn't want to miss this event.

He had no choice but to endure it and go back to sit down, but he looked at the tall and thick prairie woman next to him and snorted coldly, muttering in a low voice: "It is difficult to raise a villain and a woman."

Wu Xiangning's eyes widened, and she smashed her two arms, which were thicker than Liu Shenglin's, on the table: "If you want to speak louder, what's the point of whispering and being sneaky?"

Liu Shenglin competed secretly and felt that he was no match for them, so he just turned his face away unconvinced.

I can just out of sight and out of mind, right?

The man on Wu Xiangning's right has a crew cut, sparse beard, and appears to be in his thirties.

He was very friendly: "Hello, Miss Wu, my name is Jiang Lingzhu."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang." Wu Xiangning smiled.

Don't tell me, don't tell me, this grassland woman is tall and thick, and her skin is a bit rough, but her smile is actually pretty.

Jiang Lingzhu leaned over and whispered, "Miss Wu, don't confront him. He is an old-school gentry and very stubborn."

The old-school gentry is a term used in Lugang Town.

Lugang Town calls some stubborn old antiques old-school gentry, while the new-school gentry are open-minded, wealthy and powerful people who care about Lugang Town, and are progressive people.

Wu Xiangning's affection for Jiang Lingzhu doubled, and she asked, "Mr. Wu, where are you from?"

Jiang Lingzhu said proudly, "I am from Lugang Town. I graduated from the Law Department of Lugang Town University. I was hired by Lubin Prefecture as a legal consultant and was elected as a councilor."

Wu Xiangning's eyes lit up, "It's amazing."

"No, no..."

There were more than 100 councilors in the whole venue, and the seats were full.

Liu Shenglin found more than 10 women in the crowd, and he was even more angry: "The world is really going downhill."

But Tang Qunying in the crowd was extremely excited.

She has always advocated equality between men and women.

It cannot be said that Lubin Prefecture has achieved gender equality, but at least it is much better than other local government offices, and even much better than foreign countries. After all, apart from here, I have not heard of any country that allows women to be officials.

Because the Lubin Prefecture Advisory Council was established in a hurry, one-third of the members were recommended internally, one-third were introduced externally, and one-third were selected locally.

Re-election for two years.

After two years, it will be a four-year election.

From now on, all members will be elected, not appointed and recommended internally.

The first chairman of the Advisory Council is Yao Jia.

Everyone found that after Yao Jia went to the speaker's podium, Zhao Chuanxin, the governor of Lubin Prefecture, did not appear.

Yao Jia knocked on the aluminum foil diaphragm microphone that flew from the sky.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

There was no such thing in the last meeting.

So everyone was shocked.

Yao Jia smiled, and he wanted this cool effect.

The products of the prefect's personal electrical laboratory are indeed good.

His voice spread throughout the room: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Lubin Prefecture's 1909 first half of the Advisory Council meeting will begin now."