mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1053 Put down those firecrackers and let me do it

Meiji was determined to take revenge: "If this is not avenged, where will the souls of those soldiers who died for the emperor rest in peace? If this is not avenged, will there be any soldiers willing to fight for the country in the future?"

The Tokyo Shokonsha only commemorates those who died in the service of the Emperor, regardless of military rank.

The purpose was to appease and mobilize for war.

This is the spiritual pillar for Japan's external aggression and expansion.

Now someone has blown up the pillar, what will happen?

As Prime Minister, Katsura Taro wanted to whitewash the empire's cowardice and ease the conflict between Aritomo Yamagata and the Emperor.

He said: "If we are not planning to launch a full-scale vaccination, the most important thing right now is how to publicize it to the public."

"How to spread the word?" Meiji raised his voice, "Of course, tell them that it was Zhao Chuanxin who did it. Our Great Japanese Empire has a population of 4800 million and 47 soldiers. Can't we defeat Zhao Chuanxin alone?"

"Absolutely not!" Katsura Taro and Yamagata Aritomo spoke at the same time.

At this time, Aritomo Yamagata was only interested in annexing Korea, and all other matters had to be put aside.

Meiji asked angrily, "So what do you say we should do?"

Yamagata Aritomo remembered Katsura Taro's suggestion that day, and said, "Provide support to the anti-Zhao Society and let them do the same thing as Zhao Chuanxin. Your Majesty, our Great Japanese Empire is not without forbearance. Sometimes our soldiers and civilians need to accumulate anger rather than immediately take revenge. Zhao Chuanxin indirectly helped us unite the people."

Katsura Taro was quite happy to hear that his teacher agreed with his idea.

He asked excitedly: "Where do I start?"

"You're picking on the weak." Yamagata Aritomo narrowed his eyes, with a vicious look on his face: "Let's start with the Guanwai Chamber of Commerce."

……

Forbidden City.

Zaifeng was like an ant on hot pot, pacing back and forth.

"Zhao Chuanxin, the lawless lunatic, has committed atrocities all over the world, but please don't let the Qing Dynasty bear the blame for him."

For Zaifeng, the most important thing is to maintain power, save the country and avoid war.

Due to internal and external troubles, Zaifeng has become emaciated recently, with his shoulders almost as wide as his head.

Zaitao consoled him: "Isn't it the past when Japan and Tsarist Russia fought? Let's just treat it as another Russo-Japanese War."

"I'm afraid that innocent people will be affected."

What did Cixi say during the Russo-Japanese War?

Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

When people started fighting on her territory, she sat on the sidelines and watched the fight, not caring about the lives of the people or how the two sides would divide the interests of her territory after the war.

At this time, the brothers Zaifeng and Zaitao also held similar ideas.

Compared to those trivial details, the Qing Dynasty is more important.

……

Zhao Chuanxin was not originally worried about the oil-root gunpowder.

The pioneer partner Haven has money, if it is gone, let Fearless Pioneer buy it.

But the bastard's self-awareness awakened faster than Xingyue's, and he actually took the initiative to spend money to form an army to fight against the new emperor.

Xingyue reminded him: "There are still 10 XY10 fireworks left, but the oil-based gunpowder is running low, and the aluminum powder is all used up."

"I just wanted to reap the benefits of the Code of the Old Gods. Now, do I have to give back and invest in it?"

In the world of "Code of the Old Gods", the value of gold and silver coins is lower than on Earth, often tens or even millions.

It is impossible to feed back gold and silver.

Zhao Chuanxin had to find another way.

The Japanese gave him an excuse to retaliate and seek territory in South Sakhalin.

Now you say there is no gunpowder?

How to set off fireworks without gunpowder?
Xingyue reminded him: "You have invested in the Jilin Ordnance Bureau, and you also have the Freddy Weapons Manufacturing Company in the United States. Your apprentice Benjamin also has an arsenal in Hankou. Among your various investments in the United States and Europe, there is an aluminum processing industry. You are just used to relying on yourself."

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it for a moment and realized that this was not the case.

Not only various weapons production companies, he even early on laid out various aviation companies that built aircraft and automobiles.

In the future, it will be more effective to transform it into a military industry.

There are also pharmaceutical companies, construction, smelting and other industries.

The scientific laboratory in cooperation with Philips fills the gaps in the electrical field.

He also has powerful generals like Nikola Tesla, the "weirdo" on Earth, under his command.

Zhao Chuanxin called Lugang Town and asked Liu Baogui to talk to Benjamin.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

"You should study the viscosity agent. It is best to make it artificially synthesized instead of extracted from rubber. This will reduce the cost."

"Master, what are you going to build?"

"Make a napalm bomb. Oh, and add white phosphorus to make the napalm bomb more pyrophoric. But you're clumsy, so be careful not to burn yourself."

Benjamin Goldberg was a little touched when he heard his master's concern.

After all, he had hardly ever seen his master care about anyone.

So he asked, "Master, is this paid research and development, or is it generated by love?"

Zhao Chuanxin said without hesitation: "Always remember, you are a pure love warrior."

"..." Benjamin Goldberg sighed: "Master, this will greatly reduce our enthusiasm."

"Okay then, I'll give you the patent fee."

Zhao Chuanxin’s previous attitude was: the country’s weapons should not be shown to others.

He was worried that Earth's weapons were too advanced, making him passive.

But think about it carefully, if he doesn't show it, will others stop studying it?
Even if he didn't bomb the Tokyo Shrine, the bombers would still arrive as scheduled.

But he is a physical bomber, so he is invisible.

It seems that something similar to napalm appeared during World War I.

Come on, make this world more terrifying in advance.

……

The Japanese who were monitoring Zhao Chuanxin could no longer bear it.

They divided into three groups and took turns to keep watch.

Those who want to rest can go to the Fuxiang Tavern to keep warm. After all, there are all kinds of people there, so it is not easy to be exposed.

At the Fuxiang Tavern, Ken Nakamura comes to try his luck again.

He saw a Japanese man sitting next to him sighing.

Nakamura Ken didn't care about seamless eggs, so he hurried over and asked, "Are you in trouble?"

That's the benefit of being bilingual.

At the Peacekeeping Agency, he could chat with almost anyone.

He has been practicing Chinese recently because he knows very well that opportunities come to those who are prepared.

Seeing that he was a child, the Japanese let down his guard: "Little brother, if you are in the same place every day, watching the same people doing boring things, and you can't do anything about the situation outside, then you will be as depressed as I am."

Ken Nakamura looked around at the freedmen of the Peacekeeping Bureau who were drinking, gambling, and hugging female technicians, and then looked at the decoration of the Fukuka Tavern.

He was stunned: "Are you talking about my life?"

Japanese:"……"

There is no way to refute it.

"Brother, I really want to talk to you about your troubles." Nakamura Ken had nothing in front of him, and he pretended to reach into his pockets: "Unfortunately, I don't have any money today, otherwise I would stay with you for a while longer."

The Japanese patted his forehead and said, "Bartender, give this little brother a glass of wine. It's my treat."

"No, I'm still young and can't drink alcohol. Five salted eggs please."

Bartender: "..."

Seeing that the Japanese did not object, Nakamura Ken was relieved and said happily: "Brother, the Chinese are really talented in culture and education. In ancient times, when they saw fish in the pond, they were scared and ran away when someone passed by. But when the fish died, they looked very peaceful and did not have to hide everywhere. So, they said - living fish are worried, dead fish are happy. You are in this situation now, you are a living fish."

"..." The Japanese man drank so much that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He stared at Nakamura Ken blankly: "Who taught you that? Don't listen to him in the future."

Nakamura pointed to his eyes, ears and brain respectively: "I can see, hear and think by myself. Once they say it, I understand it."

The Japanese laughed and said, "Little brother, since you are so good at self-study, then tell me, what should I do?"

Kenichi Nakamura understood what he heard.

He quickly said to the bartender, "Brother, give me a portion of 'Adult's Communion'. I will put it on this gentleman's account for the time being. I will ask him to come back later."

The adult communion is spicy diced rabbit.

This is the name of the dish that the bartender changed based on the conversation between Ken Nakamura and Peter Grebin.

The bartender saw that the Japanese man didn't react. Of course, maybe the Japanese man was drunk.

He shrugged and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Nakamura turned sideways and faced the Japanese. He said solemnly: "Look at the half glass of wine in your hand. How would you describe it?"

The Japanese looked at the glass: "Half empty?"

“I would say the glass is half full,” Nakamura said.

The Japanese was stunned, thinking about something.

But he still said, "Little brother, you can talk, but why are you drooling?"

Ken Nakamura's nose was filled with the rich aroma of spicy rabbit cubes and his mouth was watering.

He wiped his mouth awkwardly and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I took the initiative to clear snow for the Peacekeeping Bureau that night and my mouth got frozen. Yes, doing good things also comes at a price. Fortunately, Lord Levitan rewarded me with a leg of lamb and two fish."

The Japanese man was stunned, and asked with a face full of resentment: "You swept the snow? Think carefully, look me in the eye and tell me, was it you who swept the snow?"

Damn it, it was clearly us who swept the snow to avoid freezing ourselves, how come it became you who swept it?

Good boy, you are really good.

Ken Nakamura was shocked, thinking that he had been deceived.

But then he thought again, even if it wasn't him who scanned it, it definitely wasn't the person in front of him, he had never seen this person before.

Besides, it is Levitan who should be held accountable, not the person in front of him.

So he stiffened his neck and looked directly at the Japanese: "Yes, it was me, otherwise could it be you who swept it?"

This time it was the Japanese's turn to be startled, his eyes dodging: "I... No, it's not me, it must be you." Nakamura Ken laughed: "Right, isn't that the end? Apart from me, who else in the Peacekeeping Bureau can have such a kind heart?"

At this time, the bartender brought out the spicy diced rabbit.

Nakamura Ken was about to take it, but the Japanese man snatched it away: "I promised to treat you to salted eggs before, but I changed my mind and I'll eat this myself."

Nakamura Ken swallowed his saliva and was at a loss: "People should be trustworthy."

I thought to myself, what did I do wrong?
The Japanese deliberately sipped the spicy rabbit cubes carefully, and said with a tut-tut sound, "Yes, we should be trustworthy to honest people, but we can turn our backs on those who want to get something for nothing and are full of lies."

Ken Nakamura was very greedy.

After all, he never got to taste what this "adult communion" tasted like.

But I don't understand why this Japanese suddenly turned against me.

When the Japanese saw that Ken Nakamura was drooling over the bones he had brushed out, he put the bones back into his mouth and chewed them hard, swallowing them together with the bones and meat.

Ken Nakamura swallowed his saliva: Okay, okay, there’s not even a bone left, right?
He rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, I actually have some insights into your current situation. Maybe I can help you get rid of the depression in your heart."

"I don't believe a word you say."

Seeing that he was almost done eating, Ken Nakamura became angry and said: I have to wipe your butt with the bamboo mat and I won't let you eat without leaking some of it.

He spoke faster: "Let's take love as an example. If you like a woman, but you can't get her no matter how hard you try. Instead of suffering, it's better to have a quick death. Either force yourself on her and go to jail, or confront her and ask her if she still has hope. If she says no, then you can give up. In other words, one is taking the initiative, and the other is giving it up."

When the last piece of spicy rabbit cubes was left, the Japanese man suddenly paused and pushed the plate in front of Ken Nakamura: "You eat it."

Ken Nakamura grabbed the last piece of spicy rabbit cubes at a speed of 120 miles per hour and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Um... Oh my god, Xiang, why am I so confused when I didn't drink?"

……

On his way to the Fuxiang Tavern, Zhao Chuanxin was stopped by Peter Grebin: "Sir, if the next movie requires boxing, you have to teach me well. I can never practice well."

"That's fine. I'll just find another boxer."

"Ah... Sir, please have mercy, I really want to make a movie again."

Zhao Chuanxin walked around Peter Grebin and thought as he walked, since he had bombed so many places, would the people like Meiji compromise or retaliate?
If revenge is sought, where should one begin?

He said casually: "Find someone to practice with, you will improve a lot."

"No, they will fight back."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Then ask them to show mercy."

Peter Grebin: "..."

As usual, Zhao Chuanxin came to the Fuxiang Tavern and sat down.

He quite liked this kind of smoky environment filled with the smell of perfume.

Every day I see the Russians getting drunk, fighting each other, and bleeding from their noses.

One day, one of them almost gouged out the other's eyeball.

Zhao Chuanxin applauded and threw 5 kopecks to show his support.

The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves for a while.

He had just sat down when suddenly a Japanese man came and stood in front of his table.

It was the person who was fooled by Ken Nakamura before.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette box, flicked the bottom of the box with his index finger, and a cigarette jumped out and went right into his mouth.

Smoke ignites spontaneously without fire.

The Japanese man said in a deep voice: "Sir, you have seen me, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Yes, we have met before."

They were far apart, with the other party using a telescope and Zhao Chuanxin seeing with his own eyes. That's how the two sides met.

"Sir, I'll tell you the truth. I was sent here to monitor you. Before I came, I was mentally prepared to die. I didn't expect that Lord Zhao would just scold us from a distance."

Zhao Chuanxin said innocently: "I didn't scold you. What I said was - I worked early in the morning. And - you had diarrhea because of the cold. Then you took the opportunity to scold your colleagues, saying - you are paralyzed."

Japanese:"……"

Suddenly you feel creepy, right?

Who is monitoring whom?
The Japanese man's face fell. "Master Zhao, I've had enough. It's useless to monitor you. Rather than being frightened or freezing to death, it's better to just kill you and put an end to it all."

"What are you talking about? If I kill everyone who has the habit of peeping at my huge thing, how many women can survive? You can watch if you want. We in the Peacekeeping Bureau value freedom of the eyes the most."

"..." The Japanese looked around and didn't see his companions, so he bowed to Zhao Chuanxin, then pulled a chair and sat opposite Zhao Chuanxin: "Master Zhao, my name is Mizusawa Hideo. If you don't plan to kill me, then I have something important to tell you."

"That's strange. Are you planning to get closer and assassinate me? You can try. I'm curious whether you can succeed."

"This..." Mizusawa Hideo was shocked by Zhao Chuanxin's idea: "That's not what I meant."

Zhao Chuanxin yawned and said, "That's really boring. It's a waste of the sharp dagger on your back."

“……” Mizusawa Hideo was shocked again.

It’s confirmed that Zhao Chuanxin is the monitor.

He swallowed and said, "Master Zhao, since the Tokyo Soul Calling Society was bombed, some outsiders want to fish in troubled waters and frame the 'gangsters'."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Among them is someone I know. He is an employee of the Mingke Lumber Factory in Nagano Prefecture. His name is Taikichi Miyashita and he is an anarchist."

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "Why are you telling me this?"

Mizusawa Hideo sighed: “There are two reasons.

First, Baron Matsudaira was too harsh on his subordinates. We were starving and freezing outside, but he had no sympathy and instead blamed us for not doing our job well.

Second, during the Russo-Japanese War, Japan spent 17 billion yen on war expenses, but after our country won, we did not receive war reparations..."

Not every country is like the Qing Dynasty, which shouted slogans before the war and challenged eight other countries.

The last word after losing a game is - compensation.

Two words - cut and compensate.

Tsarist Russia lost, but it did not back down: there is no money to pay, you can sue anyone you want.

Not only did Japan not dare to continue to clamor arrogantly, but it had to guard against retaliation from Tsarist Russia at any time and continue to expand its military.

The result was the deterioration of Japan's postwar economy.

Military spending accounted for more than 40% of fiscal expenditure that year.

To fill the spending gap, Japan's approach is to increase taxes on the people.

For example, when Zhao Chuanxin stole grain in Japan, a riot broke out in the local area.

There was also the Hibiya riot that year.

Hideo Mizusawa also came from a poor family. He met Taikichi Miyashita in Nagano Prefecture and the two became close friends.

When delivering the task, he exchanged telegrams with Miyashita Taiji, who told him in code that he wanted to fish in troubled waters.

For no other reason than that Miyashita Taiji hated the emperor and his minions so much.

At that time, the Tokyo Shrine had not been bombed yet, only the Imperial Palace was bombed.

But this incident was enough to shock Taiji Miyashita.

It was expected that the bombing of the Soul-Calling Society would only further stimulate Taikichi Miyashita.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with interest: "This is not a qualified reason. Do you like betraying your friends?"

"No, Lord Zhao, you misunderstood. If I had enough courage, I would join Miyashita Taiji. But I am afraid of death, so I can only live in disgrace. But I think Miyashita Taiji will definitely be arrested, he doesn't have the ability. It would be a pity if that happened."

After hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin understood.

He sat up straight and said hypocritically: "Actually, I don't hate the Japanese at all. Really, I just hate the emperor and his militarist minions. They are the ones who are fanning the flames in East Asia."

Mizusawa Hideo felt the same way, and nodded, "Yes, that's right."

Zhao Chuanxin leaned back in his chair again, one hand on the armrest, the other flicking the ash from his cigarette, and said in a daze, "But Miyashita Taikichi's behavior is wrong, too brutal, and very scary. So, tell me when and where he's going to drop the bomb, and I'll go and persuade him."

"..."

……

Taikichi Miyashita took a six-hour train ride to Tokyo.

His bag contained black powder, fuse, tins and nails.

There is no security check on the train at this time, so you can bring whatever you want.

He tested the bomb many times, but none of them worked.

The most recent test was after he heard that Karafuto and Hokkaido prefectures had been bombed. He called himself an expert and finally built a bomb that he believed was a success.

He had never seen the Imperial Palace and didn't know how heavily guarded it was.

He sat on the train and thought: If the Emperor is not in the Imperial Palace, then where is he? Forget it, I will try my luck in Tokyo.

When he arrived in Tokyo, he was confused.

Damn, there are so many people in Tokyo at night?
That woman is really pretty. Hey, how did she get in with the man in her arms? What's that sound?
Feeling dazzled and like a bumpkin entering the city, Taikichi Miyashita walked around for a long time with his bag on his back, but still couldn't find the emperor's temporary residence.

It was finally midnight and Tokyo was no longer noisy.

Due to repeated explosions in Tokyo, police have increased patrols.

Taiji Miyashita was already exhausted both physically and mentally, but he still went around and hid everywhere. His sneaky look made it clear that he had bad intentions.

After walking for a while, suddenly, his eyes lit up.

He saw the court in Hibiya.

Not far from the court is the bombed Imperial Palace.

Miyashita Taiji nodded: "This is it. This is also the source of injustice."

As he spoke, he piled several cans in front of the court entrance.

His hands were shaking from excitement or fear and he couldn't strike a match.

A can fell over, spilling black powder and nails.

There were two words engraved on the can: Bandit.

Zhao Chuanxin walked out from the darkness and gave a thumbs up, saying, "An expert!"

"Who?" Miyashita Taiji's voice broke due to nervousness and fear.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled down the brim of his Humboldt hat to cover his face: "Put down those firecrackers and let me do it!"

(End of this chapter)