C1062 Z-Assassination (1/2)
Fusang River City, bustling with citizens patrolling in the night light river, the peddlers' cries, the singers' hums, and the unique three-string flicking, all gathered together, forming a lively river household painting.
This was the most beautiful city in Fusang, the Tsurukawa's Palace's three hundred years of management had made this place the center of Japan's economy.
In a simple and unadorned wine house, four men were quietly watching the crowd on the second floor from a window. The faint fragrance of the makeup caused them to furrow their brows.
”The ancient Chinese poem is right, the merchant girl does not know the hatred of the dead country, yet she still sings” Courtyard Flowers ”across the river! Isn't it the same for us in Japan? The Western Powers used a big cannon to blast open our national gates, and Xiao Letian in the south despicably changed our national names.
”Shut up!” The Island Lord was silent... You must not say that person's name, we already have many taboos about being together, all sorts of powers and influences are present in River City, be careful of the wall or the walls! ”
The man named Island Lord was scolded in a low voice by the man sitting on the chair. She was so frightened that she did not dare to say a word. That was because this man was none other than the famous pioneer of the reformist forces, Gui Xiao Wulang.
Gui Xiao Wu Lang, a Changzhou vassal Scholar, and later changed her name to Mu Huurou, she was a influential big shot among the new forces in history. It was a pity that she met Xiao Letian who shone all over the place in this era, the powerful intervention by the Eastern Ocean Prime Minister had completely destroyed the Curtainfall Movement, and the idealistic plans of these New Desire Warriors had been completely smashed to smithereens.
In their eyes, the name of the Japan being changed to Fu Sang was a great humiliation. The establishment of the Fu Sang Bank had caused the economy of Japan to be controlled by other clans, while Xiao Letian had repeatedly recruited wild warrior s to dig out their roots.
”Monarchs!” Japanese samurai, you know very well, they are loyal to the Lord and not to this country. When that person can provide better conditions and more opportunities to make a meritorious contribution, will they still come back? They can only become the Katana s in that person's hands! ”
The expression on Gui Xiaowang's face was extremely sorrowful. He raised his head and drained a cup of bitter wine. Hot tears could be seen in his eyes. The remaining three people were all the loyal supporters of Gui Xiao Wulang. They toasted the sake and said sorrowfully, ”Is there really no other way? Is that person undefeatable? ”
”Of course there is a way. Right now, it seems that directly using a military conflict is not going to end with a cure. When you are unable to kill that man, the money and meritorious services he holds in his hands will attract more and more Japanese samurai into his embrace!” In the end, Japanese still managed to kill Japanese, and all we lost was our own blood! ”
”So we can only find a way to break through from the inside. If we want to get rid of that devil's control, we have to first open up the wisdom of the people. What is the wisdom of the people? ”First, we have to shape the national spirit of Japan. We have to imbue all of the Japanese with our national concept, and let them acknowledge the identity of the citizens of the Japan first …”
”People have to have a different heart. We have to let those warriors know that we are from Japanese and that they are Chinese. They are not the same kind of people. We have to have a different heart …”
Gui's speech inspired his fans, and the three people immediately became excited. They started discussing how to awaken the Japanese national consciousness and carry out a strong propaganda together in a low voice.
However, what they didn't know was that in the kitchen of the Liquor Room, there was a black figure quietly lurking on the house beams. His bright eyes stared at the couple bustling around below and a thin metal wire hung down from the house beams, facing the sake pot on the stove.
The transparent liquid slowly flowed down the wire and accurately fell into the narrow mouth of the sake, one drop, two drops, and three drops. When the Lady Boss turned her head to prepare the sashimi, the wire had already been quietly taken back to the beam.