Chapter 822: Blood Sincerity Dyeed Ten Thousand Cherry Blossoms (10)
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Looking at the empty meeting site, the elderly prime minister was silent for a moment, and then nodded to the secretary: "Call His Excellency Takahashi, Minister of Finance, and the Foreign Minister immediately, and ask them to follow me to Miyagi immediately." At present, we old people can only avoid the sharp edge of young people for a while. β
Treasury Minister Takahashi and Foreign Minister Kenkichi Yoshizawa are the only allies Inukai Takeshi can trust right now.
Regardless of the relationship between Kenkichi Yoshizawa and Inuyang Yi, Takahashi Shiqing even voluntarily gave up the baronial title and the seat of the House of Lords in order to protest against the expansion of the military power. Such a principled politician was rare in the political arena of the Showa era.
For Inukai Takeshi, no matter what, it is necessary to protect Japan's No. 1 banker first.
The empire can do without Inuyoji, but it can't do without this Takahashi Shikiyo, who saved the Japanese economy several times.
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People inside Miyagi got the news even earlier than the Prime Minister's Office.
Emperor Hirohito even deliberately changed into a field marshal uniform today, walked around the palace with a saber on his shoulder, and kept rubbing the hilt nervously: "My loyal and brave soldiers, the action is really fast, and the efficiency is even beyond my expectations!"
The palace ministers and military attachΓ©s who were accompanying him couldn't help but glance at him, and said with a wry smile in their hearts: "Even if Your Majesty knows the cause of this turmoil, you shouldn't be so excited. As a monarch, you can't hide your emotions......"
Hirohito didn't feel anything wrong with his current reaction, and still issued a series of orders: "Go and contact the Military Senate, as well as Nagata Tetsuyama, I must have a comprehensive grasp of the follow-up situation!"
The attendant military attache hurriedly bowed: "Obey Your Majesty's will!"
The attendant military attache trotted out all the way, and the Minister of the Imperial Interior, Baron Ichiki Kitoro, also hurriedly withdrew, and stopped him in the middle of the road: "Could it be that you have also been infected with red deer like the army? At this time, it is not to contact the army, but to seize the time to strengthen the defense of Miyagi! On the issue of external liaison, I will naturally go to Nagata Tieshan and them to confirm!"
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Compared with the various reactions in Miyagi, there was a relaxed atmosphere in the army province.
Whether it is Sadao Araki, Minister of War, Shizaburo Mazaki, deputy chief of staff of the base camp, or Nagata Tetsuyama, director of the Military Affairs Bureau, they all look peaceful, and even Nagata Tetsuyama is still in the mood to enjoy the snowflakes flying outside the window.
In the eyes of the leaders of the two major factions within the army, this kind of mutiny, which did not involve the blood of their own hands and was completely spontaneous by junior officers, was really very much in line with the aesthetics of the Japanese. Now, as long as we wait for the situation to fester, and then let them stand up and attribute the mutiny to "the spontaneous outpouring of the loyal nature of our imperial soldiers," everything can be brought to a perfect end.
Not only did Sadao Araki and Shizaburo Mazaki think so, but Tetsuyama Nagata is no exception.
Looking at the flying snow outside the window, the director of the military affairs bureau smiled slightly and muttered, "But even if the soldiers who participated in the mutiny did so out of their loyal nature. However, the irrefutable fact that the Imperial Army's troops were killed in the Miyagi Imperial Garden, is not it a great crime that the subjects of the Imperial Empire could not imagine? Araki and Masaki have advocated such extreme ideas and caused such evil consequences, can Your Majesty still tolerate your continued stay in the War Ministry?"
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If you are not blind or deaf, you will find that the atmosphere in Tokyo today is different from what you normally are.
And the magic monks of Koyasan have a keen sense of the six senses, which is many times more than ordinary people.
But under the light monk, no one reacted to the crowd unexpectedly.
On the Goma altar that had been built, Monk Ruguang sat cross-legged and prepared to confirm that the enchantment under the altar had been properly arranged.
In addition to him, there were six Dharma Transmitters on the Goma altar, who nodded at him;
"We have penetrated the vajra into the land of the Imperial Garden, and established it on the golden wheel beneath the earth, and achieved a pure and special enchantment. β
In addition to the six Dharma Cultivators, eight more Dharma monks stepped forward to report: "We have painted the ground with three cobalt pestles, erected it as a vajra wall, and laid out the Vajra barrier in all directions. β
The twelve gods of the Medicine Academy, led by Shandiro, half-knelt down under the Goma altar and replied: "The family members of the Medicine Master Academy, headed by the twelve god generals, have opened the Void Vajra Net Enchantment. β
After receiving the reward, Monk Ruguang nodded: "Then the last enchantment is presided over by the mountain monk." The rest of the people waited for their places and waited for the signal from Gohonyama!"
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On the streets, people are still enduring the sudden cold and snow, but no one can really settle down.
Almost all of them held newspapers and passed them on to each other: "Did the prime minister really do such an excessive thing? Did he really withdraw the Kwantung Army and surrender the benefits that we had so hard won in Manchuria to the Soviets and the Chinese people?"
"It is said that there is still a need for disarmament? We want to recall the expatriates who are active in Manchu and Mongolia? Those expatriates who have opened up foreign countries, who have finally left their depressed and ruined hometowns, and who can find hope of making a living in the Manchurian and Mongolian regions, are just because of an order from the prime minister to return to China and wait for death?"
"Even if Prime Minister Inukai is a former guardian of the constitution, he cannot carry out such a frenzied act of treason!"
In the crowd, similar discussions were heard everywhere.
Even a few people who did not want to echo these words kept their mouths shut. Otherwise, there will always be indignant young people coming up to them and giving them a "non-national" hat, and no one can guarantee what will happen next.
At the beginning, it was just a discussion, but when the hearts of the crowd were arched more and more, how could they be satisfied with just talking about it?
What's more, due to this inexplicable snowstorm, everyone is stuck on the road, unable to go to work or school, so it is just time to do something else!
In the wind and snow, a crisp but faint drum sound could be heard in the distance.
Listening to the sound of the drums, the originally timid office workers and middle school students who could only talk fiercely suddenly felt that there was an irrepressible anger, so I don't know who started to pick the head, and people gradually gathered around the prime minister's residence!
At this time, no one cares, there is an old priest wearing a black hat and a arabesque robe, holding a fishing drum in his hand, slowly beating out a depressing tune along the way.
Even the monotonous sound of fishing drums was overshadowed by the roar of the "Heavenly Punishment of National Thieves".
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In the Minato area of the 1st Division, Captain Kanonai and Nakahashi Kiaki stood side by side, and boxes of ammunition and weapons were distributed at night.
Not only the 1st Division, but also the Guards Division, there were also young officers like them who were handing out weapons and ammunition.
The cheap sabers rolled from steel were carefully wiped by the petty officers as if they were family heirlooms, and more and more soldiers began to assemble directly.
In such turmoil, the military commanders of both divisions and brigades seemed to have disappeared at the moment, and there was no news.
When it comes to shirking responsibility, all senior officers are equally shrewd!
The soldiers who gradually gathered gathered formed a phalanx on the playground, squadrons, wings, guards divisions, and the first division, and there were brown army uniforms everywhere.
β...... The army is the backbone of the empire, and the glorious Guards Division has watched as unarmed citizens take to the streets to fight against powerful thieves!"
No matter how much foreshadowing has been done before, this sentence is enough to stir up the emotions of these hot-blooded soldiers.
Not to mention, since the Great Depression, I don't know how many army soldiers' families have survived the economic crisis that has swept Japan.
All kinds of dissatisfaction that was originally suppressed by this police state was completely ignited at this time!
Not a mutiny of hundreds, thousands, but two divisions stationed in Tokyo, which began to mutiny at the same time!
All the forces that have a relationship with the army are consciously or unconsciously fueling the fire. And under the tacit placement of the imperial faction and the unification faction, and after the promotion of well-intentioned people, this situation is about to develop in the direction of getting out of control-
The blood color is about to spread, and the Koyasan magic monks who are in Miyagi Imperial Garden are the first part of all the targets.
The Prime Minister's official residence was surrounded by crowds of people gathered from all directions.
And after some cabinet members led by Inukai Takeshi quickly moved into Miyagi Gyoen and accepted the protection of Koyasan, the empty prime minister's official residence naturally could not calm the angry crowd a little.
These ordinary people, who were full of anger for some reason, listened to the shouts from someone: "Inuyang Yi fled into Miyagi!"
When a large crowd of people gathers together, reason and knowledge become useless, and they just need someone to show them the way, and then they will blindly run into it.
Just like at this moment, I don't know how many people have even forgotten the authority of the emperor, and they just shouted nonsense: "The national thief dog breeds these non-nationals, they are going to murder Your Majesty!"
"Defend the country, protect Your Majesty!"
Since the Meiji era, the government has been promoting national Shinto, instilling in the minds of the people the idea of the supremacy of the emperor as a living god.
In doing so, it not only gave the thousand-year-old mascot family a sacred cloak of invincibility, but also enabled the emperors, accustomed to being in the hands of the ministers and the shogunate, to strengthen their authority as if they were emperors of the feudal era.
But neither Emperor Meiji nor the veterans of the Restoration would have imagined that one day such an over-intensified imperial ideology would set off such a dangerous tide in both the military and the people!
With a beard that almost mopped the floor, the old priest with a fishing drum walked slowly down the street, but he walked against the people.
But everywhere he walked, whether it was a policeman or a hooligan, whether it was an office worker or a housewife, suddenly his eyes were on fire, and he ran in the direction of the imperial palace.
As for those organizations such as the Black Dragon Society, the Worrying National Society, and the Patriotic Women's Association, they shouted slogans more excitedly than ordinary people and rushed out!
Only the old priest had a mocking smile on his face, slowly clapping the fishing drum.
Until he came to a deserted side street, he was stopped without a trace.
Snowflakes were still falling in the sky, but the other end of the street was extremely dry, and the old Germanic scholar in a trench coat looked at the oncoming old priest with great interest.
"Threatening the monks of Koyasan with the lives of ordinary people is of little use. β
"For a country that is about to embark on the path of inhumanity, don't give me any like 'ordinary people are innocent, all parties are guilty, and the blame lies with the leader'. Literati use pens to brainwash people, workers use wrenches to make weapons, ignorant girls can sell themselves to a country where comfort women, how can there be innocent people? Perhaps a small number of anti-war people in prison can be regarded as a special case. β
With these words as the opening remarks, the old priest stopped and glanced at the other party: "The qi around the body is empty, but it is just a phantom, why should I let you rap what I am doing?"
The old scholar smiled very gentlemanly and took off the hat on his head: "Contemptible Karl Haushofer, I don't know what to call Your Excellency?"
"Karl Haushofer?" repeated the name, and the old priest did not hide the disgust on his face and waved his hand: "The spiritual mentor of the Nazi Party, the original author of nonsense such nonsense as the Germanic theory of superiority, you are not in Berlin to celebrate Hitler's election, what do you want to do when you come to this island nation?"
"Come and find friendship. Dr. Haushofer nodded, then looked in the direction of Koyasan, "and is also going to Koyasan to stop a mistake." β
"Then get out of here, you can go to Koyasan and get along with those bald asses, but don't stay in Tokyo and get in my way. β
Dr. Haushofer was not surprised by this answer, but nodded slightly: "If you change your mind, we will extend a hand of friendship at any time." β
However, before he could finish his words, the old priest had already knocked the fishing drum with one hand, and a soft sound brought invisible fluctuations, shaking the figure across the street into nothingness.
"Even if it's just a phantom, the evil aura on his body is so thick that it's almost visible to the naked eye, if you want to change the time, Wei should burn you with black sauce and red oil, and you dare to make noise in front of me?"
After saying this, the fake priest coughed twice, but there was no heat coming out of his mouth, just a handful of smoothies.
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Just when Tokyo was already boiling, a Clares sedan stumbled to Wakayama Prefecture and stopped on the mountain road at the foot of Mt. Koya.
The young officer, who had been sent by the Army to serve as a guide and driver, looked tired, while Dr. Haushofer, his only passenger, patted him on the shoulder.
"Alright, you've arrived at your destination, young man, go back, and you won't have to worry about the rest. β
As if to confirm his words, a thick fog began to fill the Koya Mountains, obscuring the surrounding roads.
Dr. Haushofer just smiled faintly, slowly got out of the car, and walked towards the mountain.
The gate to Koyasan is surrounded by small temples.
The outermost temples are all nunnery temples, the so-called Lianhua Dingyuan, Cizun Temple, etc., which are empty at the moment. Outside the closed nun temple, monks and soldiers from the mountains are stationed.
In addition to those monks and soldiers who were fully armoured, even those cultivators with slightly lower status also picked up the tin staff and looked ahead with nervous expressions.
"The elite of the Wulunfang is patrolling, and we in the Longguang Academy must not slack off, we must protect the Imperial Mountain, and we must not let the monsters attack!"
A mana monk who looks like a monk shouted like this.
And their eyes were always looking towards the middle of Koyasan.
As the central part of this sacred place of Buddhism, the fundamental pagoda built by Kobo Daishi Kukai is faintly emitting a golden glow.
Inside the root tower, eight old monks sat in a group, with extremely serious expressions on their faces.
In the direction where these eight old monks live, there are faintly eight Sanskrit characters condensed by light flashing on it, and the treasures of the four Buddhas and four Bodhisattvas are revealed.
There are four ancient Buddhas in the east, Kaifu Huawang in the south, Amitabha in the west, and Tiangu Leiyin in the north.
The four great bodhisattvas of Fuxian in the southeast, Manjushri in the southwest, Guanyin in the northwest, and Maitreya in the northeast.
This is the center of the mandala in the Tibetan realm, the so-called Zhongtai Yaba-in.
It's just that for some reason, the seat of the central day is vacant, and only a wooden box full of mantras is placed on it.
The old monk sitting in the direction of Amitabha Nyorai was as thin as a ghost, it was the lord of the Koya seat, he looked at a great monk who was seated in the southwest direction and guarded the direction of Manjushri, and asked in a harmonious voice: "Come to think of it, the uninvited guest has arrived?"
The senior monk who guarded Manjushri's position nodded slightly: "As the lord said, the teacher who has never known loneliness and has been changing his identity in the world for thousands of years really couldn't hold back and came to Koyasan in person. β
In response to this answer, Lord Koya slowly closed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "Since he is willing to come, then I will dispose of him together, and it will also reduce one misfortune for the world." β
(End of chapter)