Chapter 629 When Moore sows the spark of revolution in Japan! (Please vote, please book)
The main hall of Masayo Shinto Palace in Osaka is like a towering castle in the twilight. The golden roof is surrounded by bronze-cast statues of Yamatsu Orochi, while the snake head is wearing a Christian crown of thorns; on the twelve lacquer pillars, the left half is carved with the legend of the gods in "The Ancient Times", while the right half is painted with the creation myth in "The True Times".
When the eighteen witches entered in one after another, their crimson skirts swept across the mosaic parquet on the ground - the pattern was the scene of the great Amaterasu kneeling in front of the cross!
The witch who led the singing "Breaking the clouds and golden light waves, the sky shining the clothes wet" said the witch, and her fingertips gently stroked the bronze mirror hanging around her waist. The bronze mirror obviously symbolized the Yata mirror, one of the three artifacts, but the Chinese characters "Gift Gift from Emperor Hao of Heaven" were engraved on the mirror.
The candlelight casts a swaying shadow on the screen behind her. In the "Amaterasu Bathing Holy Light" drawn on the screen, the appearance of the Heavenly Father, wearing a golden robe, looks a bit similar to Yang Xiuqing.
Sakuma Xiangshan's fingers were deeply pinched into the tatami straw mat. A young and beautiful witch beside him was holding a lacquer plate and trying to pour wine for him, but the chrysanthemum pattern on the edge of the lacquer plate was transformed into the dragon pattern of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. "Sir, please use it." The witch whispered in Chinese with a Japanese accent, and the word "Shengma" was stabbed at the collarbone exposed on the collar of the kimono.
Yoshida Matsuyin's breathing suddenly became rapid. He stared at the shrine in the center of the hall. On the jade pedestal that was supposed to be worshipped by Amaterasu Daji, there was an unknown statue of god: the face of the statue looked a bit three-dimensional, and it seemed to be a mixed Eurasian race. The baby in his arms held a jade pendant in the shape of the Korean Peninsula. On the bronze lanterns on both sides of the shrine, there was "Tiansun Arrival" on the left, but on the right, there was "Tao Cheng Body".
"The Oath of Gaotianyuan, the Tides Flooded Thousand Islands" When the second sing of the singular song rang, the two witches unfolded a scroll. The scroll depicts a woman in a gorgeous kimono bowing to a boy in a dragon robe. The blank space of the scroll reads: Paying a visit to the prince in the palace to the young king.
"This is a blasphemy against the gods!" Yoshida Songyin suddenly threw the wine glass towards the scroll in anger.
Chibasa's sword was instantly unsheathed, and the sword flashed, and the wine glass was cut in half. Then the female swordsman rushed to Yoshida again, and the back of the knife was slashed across Yoshida's neck. Then he held Yoshida's wrist with his left hand and pressed his right knee against his back waist. As the movements were flowing, Yoshida had been subdued by her. "Take a war in front of the gods," her voice was cold, "According to the rules of the True Constitution Sect, we should be stolen."
Moore noticed that when the female swordsman took action, Hong Daquan's eyes were staring at himself, the "Tianshi". He was not polite to Hong Daquan, and immediately took out the "Angelic Order", "Madam, I hope you forgive Yoshida for your sake in view of Angel Luo."
"Chanye, retreat!" Hong Daquan waved Yoshida backed, then threw a roll of bright yellow brocade onto the table, and said to Sakuma and Yoshida: "You two might as well take a look at this."
When Sakuma Xiangshan came up and saw it, he felt like he was struck by lightning - it was the "True Decree of God" covered with the imperial seal of the Emperor, and at the end there were also the petitions signed by sixteen ministers from Kyoto.
"The wakame written by Emperor Shenwu hahaha!" Yoshida Songyin suddenly laughed wildly, "It's so ridiculous."
Hong Daquan suddenly stood up and sang loudly in Japanese: "The eight-fold clouds dissipate, and the holy light shines on Japan."
All the witches and Chiba Zuna in the hall bowed to the Archbishop of the Shiyoshi Shinto Sect together, and they all showed great devotion.
When Sakuma and Yoshida left, the sunset had already dyed Osaka Bay blood. Moore looked at their departure backs and noticed that their pace was still firm - the same pace he had seen in many European revolutionaries.
"It's shocking, isn't it?" Sir Wenxian played with his pipe. "When I came to Japan a few years ago, these samurai still believed that Japan was an uninvasive kingdom of gods."
Friedrich quickly recorded in his notebook: "When the Zhenyo Sect and Shintoism combined and incorporated the Japanese emperor and the high feudal lords, it had lost its progressiveness in China and North Korea, and thus became another chain for the Japanese people."
As the night became darker, Sakuma and Yoshida appeared again in the courtyard where Moore and others lived. The two of them faded away the vertical and habeas during the day, put on ordinary kimonos with patches, and were still smelling of alcohol.
"Sir, please give me some advice!" Sakuma knelt down under the corridor, presenting a copy of "Reverse Sutra" with both hands.
Moore lit the pipe, and the green smoke lingered in the room: "The success of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has blocked the path of industrialization through improvement. Japan's size is not a small country in Europe, but it is simply not worth mentioning in front of China, a behemoth. China's population, land, resources, and capital have a geometric advantage over you, Japan. Moreover, China is an native civilization in East Asia, and its level of civilization development is far greater than Japan. China realized the revolution of civilians against aristocrats two thousand years ago, and called out that there is a kind of king, prince, general and minister, but you Japan can't do it yet. So when China, a behemoth, completes its transformation and quickly embarks on the road of industrialization, Japan's industrialization path will become extremely difficult!"
Moore took another sip of cigarette: "The Japanese-Korean Union led by North Korea has extinguished Japan's last glimmer of hope. Now Japan is like a dried lemon, and even the last drop of juice has been squeezed away by North Korea!"
"But the British ambassador to Japan supports the unity of Japan and North Korea," Sakuma said. "Mr. Aliguo said that if Japan and North Korea unite, they will have a population of more than 40 million, with a land area close to France, and they also have a rich gold, silver, copper, iron and coal that can be completely confronted with China."
Moore pointed out seriously: "That is to use Japan's flesh and blood to support North Korea's industrialization and raise North Korea's military industry. North Korea's industrialization path has actually been blocked by China. I have carefully examined North Korea and China. All North Korea's industrial products are not competitive when facing Chinese industrial products. Moreover, North Korea's market is too small, only one-tenth of China's. Under the competition of huge Chinese industries, North Korea's industry is difficult to have the ability to make blood. If North Korea's industry wants to develop, it can only absorb Japan's blood and suck Japan dry!"
"Breathe Japan."
"It's so hateful!"
Sakuma and Yoshida's teeth were almost bitten off.
Moore nodded sympathetically: "But this is not the most hateful. The most hateful thing is that the little industry developed after the North Korean heaven sucked away from Japan was only enough to allow Japan and North Korea to act as a chain to curb the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. This is also the reason why Britain now supports Japan and North Korea. Britain hopes to feed North Korea strong enough with Japan's flesh and blood."
"What, what?"
"How can Britain do it?"
Sakuma and Yoshida were both shocked!
The white-skinned ghost beast is so bad!
Friedrich took over the conversation and added: "But the minds of North Korea and Britain must not be hidden from Luo Yaoguo! And the response strategy he has adopted now seems to let the true deeds of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the true deeds of North Korea suck Japan's flesh and blood together!"
"Suck together"
"How can Japan stand it?"
This is simply not alive!
Sakuma and Yoshida both have the feeling of no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.
"Yes! Japan really can't bear it," Moore stood up and walked to the cherry blossom tree outside. "It is because of this that the Japanese revolution has hope. When civilians can't afford to eat rice mixed with sand, and when lower-level samurai even have to be sabreed, Japan will become a powder keg for the revolution. But the hope of the Japanese revolution is not in the general, in the vassal lord, or even in the emperor, but in the civilians who you regard as grass."
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"You must, and can only trust the power of civilians!" Friedrich opened his notebook, "The success of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom proves that revolution cannot be accomplished by a few elites. You must put aside the arrogance of the warriors and truly go among the civilians."
"Secondly," Moore took over the conversation, "to put forward a revolutionary slogan that meets the needs of civilians. Respecting the king and expelling the barbarians is outdated, and your king has proved that he is not worthy of your respect. You must think clearly what the Japanese lower-level samurai and civilians need the most urgently."
Sakuma thought: "Land. Yes, it is land! Now almost all the arable land in Japan is in the hands of generals, vassal lords and wealthy merchants, and civilians do not even have a place to stand a cone."
"Very good!" Moore nodded, "You must also make the civilians believe through propaganda that the revolution will succeed. Fortunately, the example of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is right in front of you. A backward agricultural country can create miracles as long as it mobilizes the people."
Moore spoke, and then found a "manifesto" from his arms - an English version of the mantra!
Sakuma and Yoshida didn't know what that book meant? But they still looked at each other, and then Sakuma stepped forward and took over this "declaration" that would cause a stir in Japan in the future!
The next afternoon, Shanghai Beach, HSBC Bank Building.
Kumamoto was pressing her forehead against the soft Persian carpet. She was wearing an exquisitely crafted Kyoto Nishige kimono, but the hem of the clothes was embroidered with gold thread. Today, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has tightened its "dragon pattern", and only officials with extremely high status can win this honor.
"Report to your highness," she said deliberately in Chinese with a Japanese accent, "The Dutch stocked at least 350,000 stones of Siamese rice in the warehouses of the Nagasaki Concession, and several British foreign businesses also stocked up flour and rice in Nagasaki."
Luo Yaoguo raised his eyelids and looked at Daozi: "Daozi, is it the King of the East, or?"
"This is a handwritten letter from the King of Dong." Nanmoto Daozi walked half a step and took out Yang Xiuqing's letter at the same time.
Outside the window, the bell of the closing of the stock exchange came.
After reading Yang Xiuqing's handwritten letter, Luo Yaoguo walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the masts of the grain ships standing on the Bund: "Tell Yang Xiuqing that Sanxin Company will take over all the food stored by the Dutch and British in Nagasaki." He suddenly chuckled, "The payment for the goods will be paid to him!"
Chapter completed!