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Groups of samurai walked quickly through the night, starting with a few dozen of them, and later on, more and more appeared from the dark corners. Soon, the surge of these samurai became turbulent, and within a few dozen minutes, the number of wild samurai who had gathered from all over Kyoto had reached thousands.

As Saigo Takamori said, these samurai have been abandoned by the times, and in this age of guns and fire, cold weapons are destined to retreat into the background. Whoever controls the country in the future is destined not to allow these samurai to appear on the stage of history again. Whether to disappear silently or put on the most splendid performance when they were close to extinction was not difficult for the samurai to decide.

The benefits promised by the local magnates had been taken away by the emperor, and at the same time, the emperor had more wealth. And this wealth will not only not bring greater security to the royal family, but will become the greatest danger. The so-called "guilty" truth, the history of China can be used to teach the Fusang people countless lessons. For what is the reason why every founding emperor of China, as soon as he established his empire, immediately spread his wealth as much as possible, not only because of the need for benevolent government, but also because too much money will only lead to unnecessary disasters at such times.

However, the current emperor apparently did not think about it that way, he received all the wealth of Tokugawa Keiki, and then kept silent. Historically, this near-stupidity eventually led to the burning of the emperor's imperial palace in Kyoto, and he had to move with the imperial family to Edo, later Tokyo.

Take it from the people. Use it for the people. This is the only way to truly win people's hearts. But apparently Fuso doesn't really understand this.

In real history, after the overthrow of the shogunate, the powerful local governments were unable to promote the transformation of the entire Fuso region, and eventually the mighty Meiji Restoration began to be distorted, because these powerful people had to fight abroad and colonize in order to feed the changes at home. And in this way, the power of the army first swelled dramatically, and they made themselves stronger through constant aggression, and vice versa. Fuso's regime was eventually held hostage by the military, and militaristic freaks were already showing signs in the early days of the Meiji Restoration.

Xiao Yan had little interest in political struggle, nor was he interested in summing up history. All he knew was that the emperor now had a great deal of wealth, and the discontent of the low-level soldiers and samurai lacked a chance to be aroused. Now, Saigo Takamori and the local tycoons have realized that it is necessary to avoid the fruit of victory being stolen by others, and the catalyst of Xiao Yan has finally changed the history in this historical gap.

Of course, the Fuso samurai of this era had little respect for the emperor. Therefore, letting them go to the palace for a ransack did not pose any pressure to them at all. Opposite. Wealth, too much wealth, that's enough.

Both the Satsuma Domain and the Choshu Domain have agreed that they will never deprive these samurai of their last chance. So even if the emperor is temporarily dissipating his wealth now, there is nothing more appealing to these samurai than dividing up the wealth of the imperial family. What's more, the current emperor will no longer have the opportunity to carry out this kind of work of buying people's hearts.

The samurai walked quickly in the dark of night, silent enough that no one wanted to enter the palace a little later, as that might mean they would get a little less riches. The despair of the future made these samurai cherish the interests of the present even more, not to mention that if they could really carve up those riches from the mouths of the royal family, the samurai put down the swords in their hands, and there was not necessarily a future.

Yes, more addictive than greed, is hope.

Demons can only make people more greedy, and use greed to make people sinking. However, sinking can also make people despair, and the more they sink, the more desperate they become. The more desperate you are, the more you thirst for hope.

The demon could not give these samurai hope for the future, and Xiao Yan told the local magnates to let the samurai fight for the faint hope in their hands. Now, the samurai were just as greedy, but this greed was for hope, not despair. Because of this, these samurai began to radiate a completely different kind of vitality, even when rushing towards the palace, they were made to walk briskly.

It is impossible for such a river of samurai to come together without being known, but no one has made a noise to disrupt the course of the river. Even those people in Kyoto tacitly let in on the side of the road at this time, silently watching the samurai pass by them.

The battle between the local magnates and the shogunate freed the people of Kyoto from the threat of yokai, and the emperor did nothing in the process, and the contrast between them wiped out the slightest respect for the emperor. For the local tycoons, this is the best time to be in trouble, and once it has passed, it will no longer exist.

At 11:40 p.m., the river finally converged at the side gate of the Imperial Palace, and at the head of the procession was Saigo Takamori, who had been restored to his samurai attire. His body didn't look tired at this time, but the anxiety on his face made him completely lose his proper demeanor.

Ten minutes have passed since the scheduled time, and the Great Cooking Imperial Gate Honzo still hasn't opened the Jianchun Gate from inside the palace as agreed, and no one knows what happened to the road, but as time drags on, the danger is deepening.

"Assault!"

Scarlet Village Mayan whispered to Saigo Takamori's side to persuade that there was not much movement on the city wall now, but if it was delayed any longer, once the royal guards in the city wall were ready for the musket team, then these samurai might be dealt an extremely heavy blow. What's more, no one knows what kind of reaction the Emperor will make, and the more time is delayed, the more detrimental it will be to the local magnates and these samurai.

Saigo Takamori gently rubbed his cheek with his hand and whispered, "This is really troublesome." ”

As he spoke, the big man raised his hand, as if he was about to make some kind of decision. At this moment, a voice sounded from the ranks of the samurai: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll do such things." ”

After speaking, the monk who had appeared on behalf of the shogunate and had a battle with Xiao Yan lined up the crowd and walked out. Seeing Saigo Takamori, the monk just nodded slightly, and when he passed by Scarlet Village Zhenlan, the monk turned his head to look at the girl in a little surprise, and then turned his head calmly again.

When he walked alone to the vicinity of Jianchun Gate, the monk still looked left and right, as if he wanted to find something, but in the end, he did not find his target, and he turned his head to look at the city gate again.

Compared with the wide palace gate in Huaxia, the palace in Fusang is extremely shabby, and the side gate of the palace such as Jianchun Gate can only allow 3 people to walk side by side, and the height is only about 4 meters. If such a door is placed in Huaxia, it will not even reach the specifications of a Baylor Mansion. The wall around this side gate was unusually quiet, and the royal guards who were supposed to patrol were nowhere to be seen, except for this one, which was deadly closed.

The monk walked up and gently pushed the gate, but the gate did not move.

The clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the moonlight shone down from the zenith, and everything around seemed to be plated with a layer of silver, and it looked a little blurry. In such moonlight, the monk very politely tapped the palace door gently, like an old friend visiting an acquaintance. The sound spread rapidly in the silent night, and at the end of the night, there was a feeling that the bell was ringing in the distance.

Still no one answered.

The monk sighed softly and said, "So that's the case, it's been like this." ”

After saying this, the monk was no longer verbose or polite, but reached out to touch the palace door, and seemed to chant something in his mouth. At that moment, a huge virtual image of King Ming suddenly appeared behind the monk, and the other hands of this virtual image were bright and definite in the air, only the two hands in the middle formed a seal of the immovable Ming King.

"Huh"

The sound came from the air, or from the ground, or somewhere in all directions. The voice seemed to be far away, but it echoed all around. No one knows where the voice came from, and no one can be sure who actually made it. However, as soon as this voice came out, a gap seemed to open in the sky and on the ground in an instant. The gap was just under the moonlight, and as the moonlight rolled in, it fell to the ground.

With a "bang", the Jianchun Gate shattered in this sound, not only the outermost palace gate, but also the gate inside the palace wall, and even the entire trail, all collapsed in an instant.

The monk let out a long breath and whispered, "Chaodu, Chaodu, I'll wait for Chaoduer." ”

When the dust on this side of the palace wall settled, Saigo Takamori, who was standing outside the palace gate, looked at the scene inside, and even stopped rubbing his cheeks. He couldn't even describe what kind of emotion was surging up in his heart at that moment. Pity, sorrow, pain, anger...... These feelings are there, but they are not all, vaguely, he can vaguely understand that Xiao Yan and those people have to sacrifice their lives to protect the dragon veins and protect this world.

That is the innate courage of human beings, and this courage comes from the love for this world and for humanity itself. The deeper the love, the more courageous it is, and the more I hate everything about the devil.

"So, if I were younger, I'd do the same."

Saigo Takamori said this, and then waved his arm vigorously and said, "Go forward, gentlemen!" This palace has been polluted by evil cults, and now is the time to rely on you. Men defend the country and guard their homes, at this time! (To be continued......)