Fantasy World Transmigration - 730. Chapter 730

At night, the neon lights of the Shanghai Public Concession are shining, the wall of lights is brilliant, and the rickshaw drivers put their hands in their sleeves, squatting on the side of the road, watching the entrance and exit of the opposite side, dressed in suits, hugging dancing girls loudly. The laughing and scolding high-profile guests here are mostly foreign devils of various colors, but there are also Chinese executives and compradors.

The foreign patrolmen were envious in the cold night, and looked at the rich and powerful people with jealousy, and then kicked the Chinese patrol in the patrol room.

The public concession is the most prosperous land boundary in Shanghai, and Shanghai is the most prosperous city in China. Here is heaven and hell. It is a paradise for foreigners and compradors. But because foreign goods enter China, large areas of land-lost farmers who go bankrupt have broken dreams. hell.

Gangs, compradors, Qingpi, foreigners, Easterners, lords, revolutionary parties, Beiyang government officials, warlords, dignitaries, princes of the Qing Dynasty, Japanese spies, sailors from all over the world… Here you can see all kinds of people from three schools of thoughts, and a show is staged. Another, absurd tragicomedy.

In semi-colonial and semi-feudal China, no place can show such complexity, the epitome of this era.

The patrol house has checkpoints on the border of the public concession, and is responsible for searching for personnel entering the concession. It is a manifestation of the privileges of the powers of various countries in China. The 14 district patrol houses and the joint trial public house make the law enforcement power of the concession completely in the hands of foreigners. The foreigners manage the Ministry of Industry Bureau in the concession, and the few Chinese directors are also compradors of foreign companies.

Ying Zheng walked along North Sichuan Road to the busiest place in the public concession. Compared with the Chinese of this era, Ying Zheng looked unusually tall. When Chen Ang and the Republic created the Immortal Qin, they obviously referred to the height of the terracotta warriors and horses. Therefore, the height of each of these created Lao Qin people is more than eight feet.

The blue-skin gangster of Brother Jiekoupaohui looked at this strange man with strange eyes. He wears a graceful crown and is dressed in a black suit. He has a high crown on his head and a black robe, which is scarlet red. The coat of arms is very eye-catching.

This kind of crown, clothes, shoes, and suspenders, which resemble Hanfu, was developed by Qin Shihuang himself. What he did not expect was that Liu Bang, who had no moral integrity, completely inherited this set of things, because Qin had only the second emperor. Han Tong has been passed down for more than four hundred years, and this series of costumes has become Hanfu.

In this era of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, it is not uncommon to wear long gowns and jackets, and there are many people with braids. Suits and western clothes may be rare in other places, but in Shanghai, they are used to them.

It is really rare to come out in Hanfu with a bun on his head.

While silently looking at this light and drunk-green, drunk gold fan but also hiding the filth of the Shili foreign market, Ying Zheng moved forward slowly, the green skin of Paohui next to him in the corner unscrupulously looked at him, while whispering: “This Guwazi, the brains are very good, what’s the background?”

“Look at it!”

The local Qingpi next to him raised his chin frivolously: “Ilie, a little chick, when I reach the territory of Allah, I dare to linger. Dressing like I is not a lunatic, or a revolutionary party.”

“Look, there is a tour shop here!”

Ying Zheng’s dressing not only attracted the attention of the gangsters on the street, but also attracted the attention of the tour shop. Under the leadership of the foreign tour shop, several Chinese tour shops swarmed up.

The patrol shop greeted him rudely, with hostility on his face. On the contrary, although Ying Zheng’s face was a bit majestic, he was still gentle, and there was no trace of an eternal tyrant. A Chinese shop vomited on the ground. With a spit, he shouted hoarsely, and said to Ying Zheng: “Who are you and why do you come to the concession?”

Ying Zheng calmly said: “Concession? Is it the land ceded to the barbarians?”

“So bold!” The Chinese patrol shop heard the two barbarians, and they rushed up to guard the master. Of course, the foreigner patrol shop could also understand Chinese, although Ying Zheng had the accent of Qin Chao’s Yayan. , It was a bit hard for him to hear, but with the help of the dog leg next to him, he could still hear Ying Zheng’s words clearly.

He pushed away a few Chinese patrol shops and walked up, and said to Ying Zheng, “You call me Yiren! Your former emperor called us that way, and then the British Empire launched two wars and hit his palace. From then on, the signing was signed. The treaty stipulates that it is not allowed to use barbarians to call us.”

“You barbarians in the Far East are no longer allowed to call us civilized people with this insulting title.”

The foreigner shop sneered and spit out an English word: “barbarian!”

“I suspect that he is a dangerous person, get him up!” The foreigner patrol shop ordered. He looked at Ying Zheng with cold eyes, while directing several Chinese patrol shops to rush up. Ying Zheng smiled slightly and said: “Unexpectedly, a barbarian who is about to subdue his country can still be so prestigious in China.”

He looked up at the eastern sky, thoughtfully.

The ground vibrated slightly, and there was a uniform rushing sound in the distance. Not far away, there were several exclamations and screams of men and women. The pedestrians in the distance commotion and fled to the shops on both sides.

Within a few breaths, the sound became louder and louder, and it gradually made people hear clearly. This is the sound of horses hoofs of the cavalry of the brigade galloping on the ground. The foreign patrol shop was still smiling at the corner of his mouth, ready to watch. When Ying Zheng was hit by a truncheon, she fell to the ground with her head in her arms.

But the next moment, he was pierced through his chest by a crossbow arrow shot from a distance, with his fat body, nailed to the ground not far away.

Ying Zheng calmly watched several crossbow arrows stir up a strong wind, brushed his cheeks, and hit the patrols that were surrounding him. The thick bronze crossbow arrows easily shred their limbs, making these patrols like rag dolls. Run through the ground, next to the shop wall.

The blood splashed on Ying Zheng’s feet, and he stepped on it without seeing him.

Those blue-skin gangsters who watched the play frightened their trousers. They yelled and fled to both sides. When they were slow, their heads were chopped off by the cavalry who rushed up from behind. The bronze horseshoes stepped on the concrete road. There was a crisp click.

Countless bronze figurines and horses came from all directions and gathered behind Yingzheng. The bronze carriages they sat on were neat and uniform. The whole team was silent. The good roads in the public concession played a role that foreigners did not want it to have. The shop in the city hurriedly closed the door, and curious people squatted in the crack of the door, looking at the army that seemed to have come out of history.

Ying Zheng stepped on the chariot aside, he personally took the reins and watched the lanterns and neon that spread along the road to the distance. He held the bronze sword, facing the warriors that hugged him, and facing in all directions. Loudly said: “I am the first emperor! Defeat the six kingdoms, and dominate the world! Establish Great Qin!”

“After a thousand years of sleep, when I was sober, I saw the fall of my homeland and the fall of China!”

“Yangyang China is our land, the head of the Chinese people, and our people. Now the country is subjugated, reduced to a barbarian, and completely covered in clothes. The homeland of the country is full of hustle and bustle!”

“Everyone will listen to the order!”

“Yes!” the bronze terracotta warriors shouted in unison.

“Follow me to wash Saohu and step down here! Let Daqin rejuvenate!” With the roar of the First Emperor, the bronze terracotta warriors and horses poured in like mercury pours along the concrete horse land in the concession.