Chapter 135: Detailing the Cutting of the Sun
"You have been incognito for so many years, willing to serve Zhu Xu and serve the country, it really hurts you." Wen Bochuan looked at Lin Yiqing and sighed, "You brothers, you are all the same brave and loyal......"
Listening to Wen Bochuan's words of praise, Lin Yiqing secretly screamed ashamed in his heart.
He has traveled to this era, and it has not been more than two months until now......
"The division of labor between the brothers and the younger generation is different, and the experience is difficult to describe, but they all serve the country, as long as the country is prosperous, these hardships are nothing." Lin Yiqing replied.
Probably because of the excitement, Wen Bochuan actually coughed, Lin Yiqing hurriedly stepped forward and gently patted Wen Bochuan's back, and after a while, Wen Bochuan came to rest.
"Hanpeng, you will tell me the details of the strategy of cutting the day." Wen Bochuan patted Lin Yiqing's hand and motioned for him to sit down.
Lin Yiqing sat down in front of Wen Bochuan again, calmed down, and said: "The current Japanese government, headed by Okubo Ritsu, this person is very talented, in order to seek Japan to be consistent with the Western countries as soon as possible, he did not hesitate to push the executive order with an iron fist, and eliminated political enemies with conspiracy and trickery. My brother arranged for his younger generation to go to Japan in order to take this opportunity to provoke the Japanese nobles to oppose the government, and a war broke out, so that Japan fell into civil strife and the national strength was depleted, so that it was unable to invade abroad. ”
"As far as I know, there are many feudal lords and many noble clans in Japan, how can you provoke the rebellion of the noble clan in the whole country now that you are joining the Satsuma domain?" Wen Bochuan asked.
"Nakado doesn't know, Satsuma clan Saigo Takamori was once the Japanese lord of the country, the Japanese nobles looked up to, Saigo and Okubo were friends in the early years, because of political differences, Okubo provoked Saigo to take office with tricks, it was to form a grudge, Saigo went to seclusion after taking office, founded a private school, reformed the feudal government, and made Satsuma independent from the jurisdiction of the Japanese government, Okubo was very jealous, and sent Hosaku into Satsuma many times, monitoring his every move, and then sent assassins to assassinate, which was broken by Saigo's subordinate samurai, because Okubo is also a Samoshi clan, The Samos hate Okubo to the core, and the grievances between the two sides are insoluble, and there must be a big war. Lin Yiqing said, "The younger generation joins the Satsuma faction, that is, for this reason." As soon as Gaisatsuma raised his troops, the feudal clans would inevitably respond, and the flames of war would spread throughout the country, and once the troops were opened, they could not be resolved suddenly, and if the rebellion was to stop, it would take at least one or two years, so that the goal of weakening Japan could be achieved. ”
"What a way to cut the sun!" Wen Bochuan gasped when he heard this.
"Another important task for the younger generation to return to China this time is to purchase guns and ammunition for Satsuma and strengthen its armament so that it can resist the Japanese government's army." Lin Yiqing said, "As long as this battle is fought for a longer time, the greater the loss of Japan's national strength, and the more peaceful the Chinese and Turkish sides will be." ”
"Good! Good! If this plan is realized, Japan will no longer be a big problem for us! ......" Wen Bochuan was a little excited again, and even coughed again.
Lin Yiqing stepped forward and poured a cup of hot tea, and brought it to Wen Bochuan with both hands, Wen Bochuan took the tea bowl and took a sip, feeling a lot more relaxed, he looked at Lin Yiqing in front of him, his eyes were full of expectation.
Wen Bochuan asked Lin Yiqing some questions about the strategy of cutting the Japanese again, and Lin Yiqing answered them one by one, Wen Bochuan was so excited that he forgot the time for a while.
The two talked for a while, Lin Yiqing noticed that Wen Bochuan's body was trembling uncontrollably, and his face turned flushed, knowing that he was too excited to see him today, and couldn't help but worry about his body.
"Zhongtang's illness has not healed, and now it's getting late, it's better to rest early......" Lin Yiqing looked at Wen Bochuan and said with concern.
"It's fine." Wen Bochuan sighed, "I wanted to have a long night conversation with Han Peng, but this body is not angry, alas! I'm old! Didn't use ......"
Lin Yiqing looked at Wen Bochuan, who was haggard and thin, and was about to comfort him with a few words before saying goodbye, and came to visit and post his protégé again the next day, but unexpectedly Wen Bochuan said: "Hanpeng, you have been tired all the way, and you will live here tonight." Let's talk again tomorrow, and then I will ask the prince to come over too......"
"The juniors obey orders." Lin Yiqing saw the old man's eager gaze and immediately agreed.
At night, Lin Yiqing lay on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.
Today's meeting with Wen Bochuan can be said to be quite successful.
However, can he really inherit the legacy left by Lin Yizhe?
With the powerful forces that Lin Yizhe has painstakingly managed, under the attack of conservative forces, it is difficult to save his life, after he takes over, can he not be exempt from Lin Yizhe's mistakes?
Thinking of this, Lin Yiqing's heart actually gave birth to a trace of uneasiness.
As a soldier, he is more accustomed to real swords and guns on the battlefield, and he has an instinctive sense of rejection in his heart for the deceitful officialdom.
He now understands why Takamori Saigo, who has a straightforward temperament, would fall behind Okubo Ritsu in the political struggle.
However, is there a way out for me now?
Unconsciously, Lin Yiqing slowly fell asleep.
…… The sea was covered with dense gunpowder smoke, obscuring the sun's rays, and under the smoke and clouds, more than two dozen steel warships, divided into black and white, were fighting to the death on this black and blue sea! Whistling cannonballs grazed the mast of a black battleship flying the huge Yellow Dragon battle flag, splashing high columns of water on the water not far away. Suddenly, a cannonball from the octagonal gun room of a white battleship hit the front of the giant battleship painted in black, and after a strange yellow-green smoke, the hull of the battleship instantly ignited a raging flame, reflecting the two five-clawed golden dragons embedded in the bow of the battleship.
The muzzles of the rapid-fire guns of the white warships shone brightly, and a series of shells flew out along the barrels at dizzying speed, pouring on the black battleships flying the yellow dragon battle flags on the opposite side, these shells seemed to contain highly sensitive explosives, which could be said to be on the verge of fire, and at the same time constantly spewed suffocating poisonous smoke. The sailors on the battleships flying the dragon flag kept falling in the scattered shrapnel, but the sailors who were wounded but not dead on the gun emplacements did not flinch or fear in the slightest, and still quickly dragged away the bodies of their comrades, and continued to maneuver the guns to stubbornly return fire.
Behind them, two young musicians appeared, and they both struggled to carry a solid 150 mm caliber bullet and rushed desperately towards the bow of the ship's secondary turret! The sand-covered deck was covered with blood, and a cannonball exploded beside them, and the flying shrapnel hit the older Le Tong who was running in front, and he suddenly stumbled under his feet, and then fell silently!
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