Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The Chun Sanshiniang had not left the Ryukyu ever since the order was issued. Xiao Letian mainly wanted to use her subordinates to deal with some of the spies in the Ryukyu.

Because Xiao Letian did not dare to guarantee if there were any spies within the Ryukyu, he was afraid that the spy within the Qing Dynasty would escape in advance. Therefore, the ones who executed the mission today were not Wang Huaiyuan, but the Chun Sanshiniang and the chrysanthemum.

The mission was completed smoothly, but some accident happened. Sakamoto Ryoma, who was secretly hiding in Shouli City, actually wanted to dig her own stomach and commit suicide. Luckily, the Chun Sanshiniang caught a spy inside the Shouli City, otherwise, Sakamoto Ryoma would have been dead for sure.

Sakamoto Ryoma's hands were very steady. The sharp costal deviation was made by the most famous swordsmith in the capital. The cold blade pierced his skin, and the sweat began to roll down his forehead.

In other words, the more painful it was, the more successful he would become, and the more imposing he would become as a warrior.

Therefore, he walked very slowly with his blade, unlike those timid warriors who quickly opened up his wounds. He had to carefully feel the pain when the blade cut through his own flesh and fat.

The costal deviation walked very slowly, and was about to pierce into's internal organs very quickly. Sakamoto Ryoma even had an illusion in front of him, as if he was looking at the countless souls of Belait who had died a wronged death.

He smiled, "I offer my pain to you, I will not live alone, I promise you... "I will experience ten times the pain of death compared to all of you. No matter if I can atone for it or not, I will at least do it …"

Fresh blood flowed onto the tatami, quickly dying it red. The farewell book was right in front of them, and on it was written Sakamoto Ryoma's redemption letter.

"Goodbye!" This five turbid and evil world! " He bellowed as he prepared to stab his wrist into the internal organs. If he were to do so, his intestines would be cut off. With his current medical standards, there was no way he could have saved his injuries.

"Sakamoto Ryoma... Are you crazy! " A loud shout came from outside the window as a meteor pierced through the window straight towards Mr. Ryoma's hand.

A sharp silver hairpin hit the back of Mr. Ryoma's hand and directly pierced through his hand. The trembling costal deviation slipped out of his hand and casually cut open his abdomen, creating a perfect cut with one word.

Bang bang bang … In the loud noise, a few CIA experts broke down the doors and windows as they rushed in. Chun Sanshiniang led a group of people to control Sakamoto Ryoma with all their might, some holding onto his hands, some grabbing his legs, and some bandaging him up.

"Lord …" "I saw that there weren't any internal injuries. As long as we tightly sew up and make sure it doesn't fester, there won't be any danger …"

Chun Sanshiniang was enraged, she rushed forward and gave her big mouth a slap, "Pu * * y!" If you have the ability to commit suicide, why don't you take responsibility? "Coward …"

Sakamoto Ryoma received a huge slap on his face but he did not get angry. He looked at Chun Sanshiniang and laughed: "You do not understand our Japanese samurai, we choose to atone for our sins with death, and it's the most painful one at that, isn't that the same as taking responsibility?"

"The slaughter started because of me, so it naturally ended because of my death. The cycle of reincarnation in this world can only end up like this …"

Aunt Thirteen did not understand this bullsh * t argument. She scolded, "If you're dead, you're dead. Suicide is cowardice. Being brave and living and wiping your butt is the right thing to do!" I don't know what happened to you, but I guess that's all it was... Go and find the Prime Minister to explain this to him. If you want to die, you have to get the Prime Minister to judge you and warn those who come later. Only then will those who die be worthy! "

"Someone come!" Bandage his wound and carry it away! "Let's go see the prime minister …"

The injured Sakamoto Ryoma no longer had the power to protest. He could only sigh and allow these people to carry him onto a stretcher, before stuffing him into a carriage as he drove towards the Great Prime Minister's Manor.

On the way, Sakamoto Ryoma still did not give up on doing Chun Sanshiniang's work. "You don't understand us, so you better let me go, let me finish digging my stomach. This is related to the dignity of warriors …"

"In 1858, the head of the Mu Clan, Jing Yishui, was in charge of the government, setting off a political prison. In the end, he led 17 Seasoned Warriors to assassinate him in the Yintian Sect … And then 17 warriors killed themselves! "

"In 1858, three soldiers of the Russia's navy were assassinated in the street by warriors.

"In 1862, Dao Jinjiuguang's carriage was hit by four British riders. These four British riders were killed on the spot, and a short war between the Shimadzu Family and the British took place …"

"At that time, we had a common name called the Sky Execution Warriors, and the Mu Clan had set up a New Selection Group to counter us and carry out counter-assassinations … You don't even understand the dao of death in the hearts of Japanese, so don't try to persuade me. It's better for you to let me leave this world peacefully! "

Chun Sanshiniang wouldn't understand these bullshit theories, but if Xiao Letian was here, he could understand the life values these group of Japanese samurai followed.

Throughout the history of modern Japan, it was actually just an assassination Bible. People came and went in the name of righteousness, but all the rules and even the majesty of the Emperor were hard to subdue.

In real history, when the Meiji government was formed, these crazy warriors still refused to let go of their swords. The Japanese thinker Hengkai Koizumi was assassinated, and the Deputy Minister of Defense, Yishiro Ozawa, was stabbed and killed.

As prime minister, he was unable to escape the fate of being assassinated. Under the attacks of six ambushed assassins, he died on the spot.

The Minister of Culture, Mori, was killed by the assassin, Westfield, while the Ministry of Foreign Affairs's Minister, Big Bump, was wounded by the assassin's bomb, almost to death. This kind of crazy killing could not be considered a crime. To be able to kill all the way to the national cadres, this could only be said to be a twisted culture in the Japanese samurai.

The pinnacle of this culture is the '226' mutiny that shocked the world. In February 1936, an army officer of the Reichsfuhrer rallied more than a thousand soldiers to attack the residence of the head of state under the slogan of Zhao and Wei Xin.

Within half a day, the mob killed the former prime minister, Saito Saito, admiral Takahashi Takahashi, minister of education for the army, and Taro Watanabe... He had even shouted out the slogan of the Qing Monarch, saying that he would kill all the important officials of the Sky Emperor and reform the evidence.

The result was laughable. They had thought that their loyalty to the Sky Emperor was as clear as day. Who would have thought that the Sky Emperor would not appreciate their kindness at all? In the end, it was the Sky Emperor himself who gave the order to suppress them.

There were many isolated incidents that could be seen hidden behind the scenes if they were to be analyzed as a series of lines. Xiao Letian had his own necessity of moving to militarism in his previous life, and now in this parallel world, Sakamoto Ryoma was able to turn over ten thousand Chinese as bait.

The nation's roots were there, the culture was there too. These twisted and perverted Japanese used their hearts full of righteousness to commit evil!

That kind of disregard for death was very worthy of respect! That spirit of not caring about death was also very terrifying!

The blade that Xiao Letian was raising, although it was sharp, was still very easy to cut!

Above the great hall, everyone was dumbstruck as they watched Sakamoto Ryoma being carried up the stairs by a stretcher. Everyone had guessed the truth of the matter, but no one dared to believe it.

Sakamoto Ryoma apologetically nodded at Xiao Letian, then leaned on a soldier and said softly, "Thank you, Prime Minister, for protecting me! "But there's no need. I'll take responsibility for the sins I've created …"

"Yes, you guessed right, the cause of the tragedy in Belait was me!"