“...... I've read a travel magazine that says Kinkakuji is supposed to be near Nijo Castle to the north of here. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Song Tieniu swallowed his saliva and said.

"Let's go!" The red-eyed He Dazui put the submachine gun behind his back, and took Song Tieniu's arm and prepared to run.

In this era of the supremacy of capital, there is no one who does not like wealth. The saying that people die for money, and birds die for food is a classic saying that has been passed down for many years.

"Wait a minute." Song Tieniu grabbed He Dazui with a smile and a smile, and also stopped the colleagues beside him who were red-eyed and ready to run.

"What's wrong?" He Dazui, who was excited, looked at Song Tieniu in confusion, "You don't want to get rich?" ”

"Who doesn't want to get rich." Song Tieniu shook his head with a smile and explained aloud: "But where can we get this kind of thing that can be published in travel magazines?" Even if we do get something good with our hands, do you think we can hold it? The chief will hand over all the sentences, shall we hand them over or not? ”

“...... You're right. After sobering up from the frenzy of making a fortune, He Dazui hurriedly nodded, "Let's go find the company commander." ”

"The company commander can't cover it." Song Tieniu sighed, "But you should still tell him first." ”

Song Tieniu's words are not wrong, a company commander will definitely not be able to bear this kind of thing. Not only the company commander, but even their battalion commander, regiment commander and even division commander could not bear it. Because this building was named by Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng prepared to change Japan to District 11. In addition to armed occupation and military coercion, cultural erosion and assimilation are essential. I didn't think that this generation would be able to see results, but as long as we can continue to educate people consistently, such as changing textbooks, common Chinese and kanji, etc., Japan will become a distant term in a few years.

In terms of cultural integration, it has become a very important thing to get rid of representative cultural buildings. No totems of faith can be left for District Eleven. Famous buildings such as Kinkakuji Temple have to be transported back to Japan no matter what. There are so many famous mountains and temples in the country, just find a place to settle them.

When Song Tieniu's company drove the truck jeep to Kinkakuji Temple in high spirits, ready to demolish the buildings rumored to be made of gold for free, they were stopped on a road not long after they left Nijo Castle.

"We're just here to enjoy the mountains." The company commander with a smile on his face hurriedly handed over the documents in his hand, "I heard that the fish in Lake Biwa are very fat, so the brothers wanted to go over and catch some fish for barbecue." ”

Song Tieniu, who was lying on the roof of the truck, looked at the company commander who was acting vigorously and resolutely in the past, disciplining the officers and soldiers very strictly, and the company commander, who was known as the devil, had a low expression on his face. Whispering in disbelief, "What's going on?" Is this still our company commander? ”

"You can't see it?" He Dazui, who was on the side, heard Song Tieniu's words, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Look at their cockades and armbands!" They are the internal guard gendarmerie units directly under the Supreme Command! None of them are the gendarmes of the Marine Corps! Not to mention our company commander, even if our division commander comes, he doesn't dare not give face. ”

"It's locked down." The expressionless gendarmes checked the company commander's ID and handed it back, and said coldly, "Go to Lake Biwa and take another road, and the road leading to Kinkakuji Temple is all closed." Don't think so much about good things! ”

This is not the first wave. There are definitely many people who know Kinkakuji, after all, Daming and Japan are so close. And there were countless Ming soldiers who believed the propaganda and believed that Kinkakuji Temple was built of gold. The gendarmes, who were dedicated to following the troops to collect important cultural relics throughout Japan, had intercepted several groups of Ming soldiers. The important cultural relics were all hand-picked by Zhang Cheng to be transported back to China, how could the soldiers be dismantled for money?

"Okay, let's go now." When he came, he was in high spirits, and when he left, he was depressed, and he said that it was Song Tieniu and their company.

No matter how good the army is, no one dares to fight against the gendarmes. That's going to be court-martialed.

"Grandma's, what now?" After the dejected company drove away from the intersection, the unwilling company commander took out a cigarette and lit it, and asked with a sigh.

"Company commander." Song Tieniu's eyes turned, frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he stepped forward and said, "Let's go to Lake Biwa." ”

"Huh?" The company commander raised his head in surprise and looked at Song Tieniu, and asked in confusion, "Are you really going to grill fish?" "They patted their chests with their regimental commanders, and they will definitely get all the gold from Kinkakuji back. Although there is a reason for this, it still loses face in the end.

"Company commander." Song Tieniu smiled and said, "Japan is not just this Kinkakuji Temple. ”

"What do you mean?" Not only the company commander, but even the surrounding soldiers who looked listless because of the destruction of their fortune plan all surrounded and looked at Song Tieniu with a look of hope.

"Huh." Song Tieniu squinted his eyes and laughed, "This is the old capital of the Japanese, the capital of hundreds of years, and the only city in Japan." There are countless shrines and temples in this area, and it has been a place of wealth for Japanese people for many years, so how can there be only one Kinkaku-ji Temple? ”

"You mean we can try our luck somewhere else? Do you know where the treasure is? Before the company commander could speak, He Dazui on the side couldn't wait to ask out loud.

"I'm not Japanese, how can I possibly know?" Song Tieniu spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"Fool me, you?" He Dazui's face immediately pulled down.

"We don't know, but the Japanese in the Self-Defense Forces do?" Song Tieniu's words made everyone's eyes light up, they really don't know, but those natives of Japan know it!

"Oops!" He Dazui slapped his thigh hard, opened his mouth wide to show his big yellow teeth, and laughed loudly, "That's right!" Why didn't we think of that! Where there is something good, those Japanese must know very well. ”

"Let's go!" The company commander waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Everyone get on the bus, let's go find the puppet army!" ”

......

"What? Mausoleum? When Song Tieniu and the others found a nearby Japanese Self-Defense Force to explain the situation, Li Ling, the Ming army adviser of this Self-Defense Force, shouted in surprise when he heard Oda Masao's words.

After learning about the intention of Song Tieniu and others, Oda Masao had no intention of resisting at all, and said his idea very happily, that is, to open a mausoleum that is very difficult for Orientals to accept, that is, to rob tombs.

In Eastern civilization, human death is greater. Tomb robbery is definitely a double foul of law and morality in the Eastern civilization circle, and it has always been punishable by heavy punishment.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Oda Masao bowed slightly and said, "According to the order we just received, all ancient buildings and cultural relics belong to the state, and they are under the care of the military police, and we will not be able to get any benefits from the hands of the military police anyway." Moreover, the valuables in the hands of ordinary Japanese people have basically been scraped away long ago, and even if there are some remnants, they are not enough for so many people. The only places where you can get a lot of wealth now are those mausoleums. Kyoto is home to many places where the nobles of the past are buried. ”

Like the Ming Dynasty, Japan, which is deeply influenced by the Ming culture, is similar in terms of mausoleums, and will provide a large number of burial objects. It's all worth a lot of money. Oda's words quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Unlike when you were in the country, this is an enemy country. Even if they do this kind of thing, they will not be punished severely, as long as the secrecy is done well. Moreover, this kind of hesitant thing does not have to be done by the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. What are so many puppet soldiers doing? Isn't it used to carry the black pot at this time?

"Your Excellency!" Oda Masao saluted the surrounding Ming officers and soldiers with a respectful expression, took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice, "The Self-Defense Forces are willing to do anything for the Celestial Empire army." ”

After all, digging up graves will make the Ming elites who have received moral education all year round disgusted and cringe, after all, they are all civilized people. Oda Masao, who saw that the Ming army was worried, immediately expressed his willingness to lead people to do things himself. This statement greatly won the favor of the soldiers of the Ming army who wanted to make a fortune.

"Oda-kun, yours are good. You are our good friend. Li Ling smiled with satisfaction, raised his hand and patted Oda Masao's shoulder, his face full of kind smiles. It doesn't matter if someone fights against this kind of infamy.

"Come on, come on." Song Tieniu and others, who were also smiling, also smiled and took out cigarettes to smoke the puppet soldiers of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces around them, which made these puppet soldiers feel flattered. For these puppet soldiers, Da Ming is their parents.

"Shall we get started?" He Dazui, who was already waiting impatiently, stomped his feet anxiously and began to urge, and only Huang Cancan's gold was left in his eyes at the moment. You know, Japan is a famous gold producer. The mausoleums of those wealthy families must have a large number of funerary goods. These are enough to enjoy the wealth of a lifetime.

"Exactly." Masao Oda, who had a cigarette in his mouth and several packs of cigarettes in his hand, squinted and said, "There is a very famous mausoleum near here, so let's start here." ”

There was a strange scene near Kyoto, where a large number of Ming troops began to block some roads. The puppet soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces drove all kinds of mechanical vehicles of the Ming Army Engineer Corps and worked in the mausoleums everywhere. The sound of explosions and the roar of machinery was incessant.

Soon, more and more troops joined the pack, and many mailed huge amounts of loot to their families through the army post office. This matter finally reached Zhang Cheng's ears.

"What the Japanese do on their own, has nothing to do with the army." Zhang Cheng made the final conclusion on this matter in one sentence. And all this is nothing more than the difference between the winner and the loser. (To be continued.) )