The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Meiji was determined to take revenge: "If we don't take revenge, how can those soldiers who died for the emperor's loyalty be safe in heaven? If we don't take revenge, will there be any soldiers willing to fight for the country in the future?"

The Tokyo Spiritualist Society only worships those who died serving the Emperor, regardless of military rank.

The purpose is to pacify and mobilize for war.

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

Now that someone has blown up the pillar, what's the point?

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

He said: "If we don't plan to launch a full-scale war, the most important thing now is how to publicize it to the public."

"How to publicize it?" Meiji raised his voice: "Naturally tell them that it was Zhao Chuanxin who did it. Our Japanese Empire has a population of 48 million and 470,000 soldiers. Can't we defeat Zhao Chuanxin?"

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

At this time, Youpeng in Shanxian County only wanted to annex North Korea, and he had to put aside other matters.

Meiji asked angrily: "Then what do you think we should do?"

Yamagata Youto 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, it is not that our Empire of Japan has never tolerated it. Our soldiers and people sometimes It is more necessary to accumulate anger rather than to immediately grudge. Zhao Chuanxin indirectly helped us unite the people."

Katsura Taro felt quite happy when he heard that his teacher agreed with his idea.

He asked enthusiastically: "Where to start?"

"Pick the weak persimmons." Shanxian Youpeng squinted his eyes with a vicious look on his face: "Start with the Guanwai Chamber of Commerce."

…

Forbidden City.

Zaifeng looks like an ant on a hot pot, walking around.

"Zhao Chuanxin, the outlaw maniac, is doing all kinds of things all over the world, but we, the Qing Dynasty, must not let us take the blame for him."

For Zaifeng, the most important thing is to retain power, preserve the country, and avoid war.

Due to internal and external troubles, I have been in a bad shape recently, and my shoulders have become as thin as my head.

Zai Tao comforted: "The war between Japan and Tsarist Russia is over, isn't it? Let's just treat it as another Russo-Japanese war."

"I'm just afraid of harming Chiyu."

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 mountain and watched the fight between tigers and tigers, regardless of the life and death of the people, and regardless of the interests of both sides in dividing her territory after the war.

At this time, brothers Zaifeng and Zaitao also had similar thoughts.

Compared with those minutiae, the Qing Dynasty is more important.

…

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

The Vanguard Partner Haven has money, but if it runs out, let the Fearless Pioneer buy it.

But the dog awakens its self-awareness faster than Xingyue, and actually makes decisions and spends money to form an army to fight against the new emperor.

Xingyue reminded him: "There are 10 XY10 fireworks left, but there is not much oil root gunpowder, and the aluminum powder is used up."

"I just want to benefit from the "Code of the Old Gods". Now that it's good, do I still have to invest in it?"

In the world of "Code of the Old Gods", the value of gold and silver coins is lower than that on Earth, easily ranging from tens to millions.

It is impossible to repay gold and silver.

Zhao Chuanxin had to find another way.

The Japanese gave him an excuse to take revenge and also seek territory in Southern Sakhalin.

Now you say there is no gunpowder?

How to set off fireworks without gunpowder?

Xingyue reminded him: "You invested in the Jilin Ordnance Bureau, and there is Freddy Arms Production Company in the United States. Your apprentice Benjamin also has an arsenal in Hankou. Among your various investments in the United States and Europe, you have processed aluminum products. Industry, you’re 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 laid out various aviation companies and automobiles that build aircraft early.

In the future, converting it into a military industry will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

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

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

There are also powerful generals like Nikola Tesla, the "weirdo" of the earth, under his command.

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

"Master, are you looking for me?"

"You should research the viscous agent. It is best to make it artificially synthesized rather than extracted from rubber. This can reduce costs."

"Master, what do you want to build?"

"Make a gasoline bomb. By the way, adding white phosphorus can increase the self-ignition property of the gasoline bomb, but you are clumsy, so be careful not to burn yourself."

Hearing Master's concern, Benjamin Goldberg was a little touched.

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

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

Zhao Chuanxin did not hesitate: "Always remember that you are a warrior of pure love."

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

"Okay then, I'll give you the royalties."

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin's attitude was: the country's sharp weapons should not be shown to others.

He is worried that Earth's weapons are too advanced and will make him passive.

But think about it carefully, if he doesn’t show it, others won’t study it?

Even if he doesn't blow up the Tokyo Spiritual Club, the bombers will still arrive as scheduled.

It's just that he is a physical bomber and is considered invisible.

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

Then come and make this world a scarier place in advance.

…

The Japanese who were monitoring Zhao Chuanxin could hardly stand it any longer.

They were divided into three groups and took turns watching.

Those who rested would go to the Fuxiang Tavern to keep warm. Anyway, there was a mixture of people from all walks of life, so it was not easy to be exposed.

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

He saw a Japanese man sitting next to him sighing.

Ken Nakamura didn't bite the seamless egg, and when he saw this, he hurriedly approached: "Are you in trouble?"

This is the benefit of being bilingual.

He could chat with just about anyone in the Peacekeeping Service.

Recently, he is still practicing Chinese because he understands that opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

Seeing that he was a child, the Japanese put down their guard: "Little brother, if you are in the same place every day, watching the same people doing boring things, and you are powerless to do anything about the situation outside, then you will be as dejected as me." "

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

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

Japanese:"……"

Unable to refute.

"Brother, I really want to talk to you about the pain in your heart." Nakamura Ken saw nothing in front of him. He pretended to dig into his pocket: "Unfortunately, I didn't bring any money today, otherwise I would stay with you for a while longer."

The Japanese patted his forehead: "Bartender, give this little brother a glass of wine. I'll treat you."

"No, I'm still young and can't drink. Let's have five salted eggs."

Bartender: "..."

Seeing that the Japanese had no objection, Ken Nakamura was relieved and said cheerfully: "Brother, the Chinese are really talented in culture and education. In ancient times, when they saw fish in the pond, when someone passed by, they would run away in fear. But when When the fish is dead, it seems peaceful and there is no need to hide around. So, they say - a living fish is in trouble, a dead fish is in peace. This is your situation now, you are a living fish."

"..." The Japanese's face turned red after drinking, and he looked at Nakamura Ken blankly: "Who taught you this? Don't listen to him in the future."

Ken Nakamura pointed to his eyes, ears and brain respectively: "I can see, listen, and think. As soon as they talk about it, I understand."

The Japanese smiled: "Little brother, since you are so capable of self-learning, tell me what should I do?"

When Ken Nakamura heard this, he took to the road.

He hurriedly said to the bartender: "Brother, bring me a piece of 'Your Majesty's Holy Communion'. It will be charged to this dear friend's account for the time being. I will invite it back later."

The Holy Communion for adults is spicy rabbit dices.

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

The bartender saw that the Japanese had no reaction. Of course, maybe the Japanese had drunk too much.

He shrugged and went to the kitchen to prepare.

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

The Japanese looked at the wine glass: "Is the glass half empty?"

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

The Japanese was stunned and thoughtful.

But he still said: "Little brother, you have your say, but why are you drooling?"

Nakamura Ken smelled the rich scent of spicy rabbit in his nose, and his mouth watered.

He wiped the corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "Oh, it's okay. That night I took the initiative to clear the snow on the streets of the Peacekeeping Bureau and my mouth was frozen. Yes, you have to pay a price for doing good deeds. Fortunately, Mr. Levitan gave me a leg of lamb. and two fish rewards.”

The Japanese was stunned and asked with resentment on his face: "Did you sweep the snow? Remember it carefully, look into my eyes and say, was it you who swept the snow?"

Damn it, I was clearly sweeping the snow so that I wouldn’t freeze, so why did you sweep it?

Good boy, you are really good.

Nakamura Ken was startled, thinking that he was taking advantage of the situation.

But then he thought about it, even if he hadn't scanned it, it was definitely not the person in front of him. He had never seen this person before.

Besides, it was Levitan who was held accountable, not the person in front of him.

So he stiffened his neck and looked directly at the Japanese: "Yes, it's me. Otherwise, could it be you who scanned it?"

This time it was the Japanese's turn to be startled and his eyes dodge: "I...no, it's not me. It must be you."

Nakamura Ken chuckled: "Right, isn't this the end? Who else in the Peacekeeping Bureau can have such a bodhisattva-like heart except me?"

At this time, the bartender brought spicy rabbit dices.

Nakamura Kengang wanted to pick it up, but was snatched away by the Japanese: "I promised you to eat the salted eggs before, but I changed my mind about this. I will eat it myself."

Nakamura Ken swallowed his saliva and said at a loss: "Being a man requires credibility."

My heart says what did I do wrong?

The Japanese deliberately smacked the spicy rabbit dice carefully and said, "Yes, trustworthy people should be respected, but they can turn their backs on people who tell lies and get something for nothing."

Nakamura Ken was so greedy.

After all, he was not able to taste the taste of this "adult's Holy Communion".

But I don’t understand why the Japanese suddenly turned against him.

When the Japanese saw Ken Nakamura coveting the bones he had brushed out, they put the bones back into their mouths, chewed them hard, and swallowed the bones and meat together.

Nakamura Ken swallowed his saliva: OK, OK, not even the bones and dregs are left, right?

He rolled his eyes: "Brother, I actually have some insights into your current situation, and I may be able to help you relieve your worries."

"I don't even believe a word of what you said."

Seeing that he was almost finished eating, Nakamura Ken felt fierce in his heart: "I'm going to wipe my butt on the bamboo mat, I can't do it without letting you off the hook."

He spoke faster: "Let's take love as an example. Suppose you like a woman and ask her hard to get her. Instead of suffering, it's better to have a good time. Either the bully takes the bow and goes to jail, or confronts her and asks her if she still wants it. She can’t say whether there is hope, so she can give up. In other words, one is to take the initiative, and the other is to hand over the initiative.”

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

Ken Nakamura grabbed the last piece of spicy rabbit with a hand speed of 120 miles and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm...Oh my god, Xiang, oh my god, why am I confused when I haven't drank?"

…

On his way to the Fuxiang Tavern, Zhao Chuanxin was intercepted by Peter Grebin: "Sir, if the next movie requires a boxing performance, then you have to teach me, I can't do it well."

"It's okay, I'll just find another boxer."

"Ah... Sir, for mercy's sake, I really want to make a movie."

Zhao Chuanxin walked around Peter Grebin, thinking as he walked that he had bombed so many places, would Meiji and the others compromise or retaliate?

If you want to take revenge, where do you start?

He casually said: "Find someone to practice in practice, you will make a lot of progress."

"No, they will fight back."

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

Peter Grabbin: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin came to Fuxiang Tavern and sat down as usual.

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

Every day, I watch the idiots drink so much that they get into fights and have nosebleeds.

One day, one person dug out another person's eyeballs.

Zhao Chuanxin applauded and lost 5 kopecks and went over to support him.

The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves for a while.

As soon as he sat down, suddenly, a Japanese man came and stood in front of his table.

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

Zhao Chuanxin took out his cigarette case, flicked the bottom of the cigarette case with his index finger, and a cigarette jumped out, just in time for his mouth.

Smoke ignites spontaneously without fire.

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

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and said, "Yes, we have met."

A long distance apart, the other party held a telescope and Zhao Chuanxin looked at it visually. This is how the two sides met.

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

Zhao Chuanxin looked innocent: "I didn't scold you, what I said was - I went up to eight o'clock in the morning. And - the cold made you diarrhea. Then you took the opportunity to scold your colleagues, saying - Zhuo Nima, look at you paralysis."

Japanese:"……"

Suddenly it feels creepy, you know?

Who is spying on whom?

The Japanese's face collapsed: "Mr. Zhao, I've had enough. Monitoring you is useless. Rather than being frightened or freezing to death, I might as well let you kill a hundred people."

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

"..." The Japanese looked around and saw that his companion was not there, so he bowed to Zhao Chuanxin, then pulled up 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."

"This is strange. Do you want to get close and wait for an opportunity to assassinate me? You can try it. I am also curious whether you can succeed."

"This..." Mizusawa Hideo was shocked by Zhao Chuanxin's imagination: "This is absolutely not the intention."

Zhao Chuanxin yawned: "That's really boring. It's a waste of the sharp dagger on your waist."

"..." Mizusawa Hideo was shocked again.

Let’s face it, Zhao Chuanxin is the monitor.

He swallowed: "Mr. Zhao, since the Tokyo Spiritualist Club was bombed, there are outsiders who want to fish in troubled waters and frame it for the 'bandits'."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Among them is someone I know. He is an employee of Minko Wood Factory in Nagano Prefecture. His name is Miyashita Taiyoshi, 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 showed no sympathy and instead blamed us for our inability to do things well.

Second, in the Russo-Japanese War, Japan spent 1.7 billion yen in war funds, but after our country won, it did not receive war reparations..."

Not every country is like the Qing Dynasty, shouting slogans before war, one country picks eight countries.

One word after losing - compensation.

Two words - cut, compensate.

Tsarist Russia lost, but Tsarist Russia did not give up: no compensation, you can sue wherever you like.

Not only does Japan not dare to continue clamoring arrogantly, but it must be prepared for Tsarist Russia to retaliate at any time and continue to expand its military.

The result was Japan's postwar economic deterioration.

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

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

For example, when Zhao Chuanxin stole food in Japan, riots broke out there.

There was also the Hibiya riot that year.

Mizusawa Hideo was also born into a poor family. He met Miyashita Taiyoshi in Nagano Prefecture and the two became close friends.

During the business trip, he exchanged telegrams with Miyashita Taiyoshi. Miyashita Taiyoshi told him in code words that he wanted to fish in troubled waters.

For no other reason than because Miyashita Taiyoshi hated the Emperor and his minions so much.

At that time, the Tokyo Spiritualist Club hadn't been bombed yet, but the Imperial Palace had been bombed.

But this incident was enough to shock Miyashita Taiji.

The expectation that the Spiritualist Club will be bombed can only further stimulate Taiyoshi Miyashita.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him playfully: "This is not a qualified reason. Do you like to betray your friends?"

"No, Mr. Zhao, you misunderstood. If I had enough courage, I would join Miyashita Taiyoshi. But I am very afraid of death, so I can only survive. But I think Miyashita Taiyoshi will definitely be arrested, he doesn't have that Ability. It would be a shame if that were the case.”

After hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin understood.

He sat up straight and said hypocritically: "Actually, I don't hate the Japanese at all. Really, what I hate is just the emperor and his military-nationalist minions. It is they who are fanning the flames in East Asia."

Hideo Mizusawa felt the same, and nodded: "Yes, that's true."

Zhao Chuanxin leaned back on the chair again, put one hand on the armrest, and flicked the cigarette ashes with the other. He stood stunned and said: "But Miyashita Taiyoshi's behavior is wrong, too cruel, and scary. So, you tell me he is going to When and where to drop the bomb, I will advise him.”

"..."

…

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

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

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

He tested bombs many times, but none of them succeeded.

The most recent test was after hearing that the Kata Agency and the Hokkaido Agency were bombed. He called out the experts and finally built a bomb that he thought was successful.

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

He sat on the train and thought: If the emperor is not in the Imperial Palace, where is he? Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, go to Tokyo to try your luck.

When he arrived in Tokyo, he was confused.

Damn, there are so many people in Tokyo at night?

That girl is so pretty. Hey, why did she go in with the man in her arms? What sound?

Dazzled, like a country bumpkin entering the city, Miyashita Taiyoshi carried his bag and walked around for a long time, but could not find the emperor's temporary residence.

It was finally midnight, and Tokyo was no longer noisy.

Due to repeated explosions in Tokyo, police have stepped up patrols.

Miyashita Taiyoshi was exhausted physically and mentally, but he still turned around and hid in various places. His cunning and cunning appearance made people know that he had bad intentions at a glance.

After walking for a long time, 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 and boxes at the entrance of the court.

His hands were trembling with excitement or fear, and he could not strike a match.

A can tipped over, spilling black powder and nails.

There are actually two words engraved on the can and bottle: gangster.

Zhao Chuanxin, who walked out of the darkness, gave a thumbs up and called out: "Expert!"

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

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