Chapter 783: Listening to the Thunder Where the Autumn Wind Rises (1)

After saying these words to the Run-in Luo girl, Nun Xue stopped speaking, but bowed a few times to the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva holding the sun and moon in her hand, and then slowly walked out of the Manjushri Pavilion with her hands in her hands. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Her two apprentices, Miaofeng and Miaoqu, were smiling and hurriedly greeted her, and Miaofeng said happily: "Master, the senior official of Ximen came to the nunnery today, saying that Yulan Pudu wanted to make merits. He also asked someone to pick a stone of good rice, five catties of official candles, two catties of Tibetan spring incense, four good Jibei Bu, and I don't know how many vegetables and fruits I brought!"

Miao Qu said: "When we saw that the big officials had arrived, we had to come to invite the master, but we didn't mean to come to Manjushri Pavilion. ”

When Sister Xue heard this, her face did not move at all, but she nodded lightly and said, "Even if this Ximenqing is a little sincere, I will go out to meet him for a while." ”

After that, the old nun glanced at the two apprentices and ordered: "You clean up the Manjushri Pavilion, and you must not blaspheme the Bodhisattva." ”

Miaofeng and Miaoqu knew that their own master was a helper who was more clever than a matchmaker and was the best at pouring ecstasy soup into people in front of outsiders, but in the Jizo Nunnery, she never saw her have a good face.

Even, this unspeakable nunnery owner always has a chilling yin owl atmosphere.

The two little nuns lowered their heads, said "yes", lowered their heads to do their work, and Nun Xue went to greet Ximenqing alone.

This time, in addition to a few old family members, the second housekeeper Ju'an, who was most favored by Ximen Qing, also came to this nunnery.

Ximen Qing was drinking tea in the abbot's room, and Ju An naturally wanted to fulfill his duty as his second housekeeper and the person around Ximen Qing, go to greet a few family members, and explain those incense, candles, cloth, etc., to the nuns in charge of the Dizang Nunnery, and watched the nuns make a good book before leaving.

This walk, I passed through several courtyards and walked to the outside of Wenshu Pavilion.

Miaofeng and Miaoqu had just cleaned up the Wenshu Pavilion, but when they saw Juan appearing here, Miaoqu couldn't help but shout, "Brother An, why are you?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he held a flower in his hand, and asked rhetorically: "I have been serving by my father's side all day long, why can't it be me?

Funny glanced at him, leaned against the pillars of Wenshu Pavilion, turned his head sideways to look at Ju'an, and said angrily: "Master and I didn't go to Aunt Wu, why didn't you come to see me, you little prisoner with no conscience?"

Ju An threw the flower in his hand to the ground, chuckled, the whole person was tired of it, and said softly: "What a shameless little prostitute, you are a nunnery, and my aunt is the most believing in the Bodhisattva, if we make something happen here, everyone will not have a good idea." ”

The more the two of them talked, the more they couldn't speak, and Miaofeng shook his head and said: "If you want to settle such a small account, don't mess around in front of the Bodhisattva, if the master knows, you won't implicate me!"

Miao Feng turned around and left, and sighed lightly before leaving: "Let's be careful, this Jizo Nunnery is not a clean and good place!"

But how could the pair of cheating people listen to this? Ju An took off his funny monk's hat, picked her up horizontally, and went straight to the back of Manjushri Pavilion.

It's still a funny reminder, otherwise the Bodhisattva in the Manjushri Pavilion and the Run-in Luo boy on the table will be the audience.

Miaoqu and Juan calculated the small account, but they carefully calculated it for half an hour.

One is a modern girl who participates in Huanxi Zen in the Jizo Nunnery, and the other is a clever and handsome slave who grows backyard flowers in Ximen Mansion. Ping Suli supported the bamboo artemisia to find the wrong source, and today I also visited the descendants of Liu Ruan on the rooftop. If you come to the precepts, you will be sent to the heavenly demons as soon as possible, and you will salivate with water and liquid, and you will think that the poplar branches are nectar. The tip of the tongue stretched and shrunk when he was a child, like a red dragon stirring up the sea of evil, wanting to escape from this colorless and desireless world, the meat pestle fell together, like a moon rabbit pounding the mortar, and proclaiming the unwilling breath of the female.

When the little monk vomited and was in a mess, he had no choice but to hang his head and sit in the meat putus; when the red lady was drenched in pulp water, he still refused to close the door with his palms closed and packed up his leather bag.

Miaoqu's eyes were already blurred, but Juan was always vigilant, patted Miaoqu's fat buttocks, and said: "My father, it's time to leave, and I still have to come forward to serve." You little prostitute, don't hurry up, your master knows that you are not stubborn. ”

Funny was sweaty, and he hugged Juan and refused to let go, but when he heard his master, Nun Xue, he shook his body violently and reluctantly let go of him.

Juan hurriedly dressed up and was about to leave, but was pulled by the little nun again, and couldn't help but say, "What a little prostitute, why don't you let your father go?"

Funny smiled in a low voice, but from the offering table in front of Manjushri Bodhisattva, he took a run-in Luo boy dressed as a girl and stuffed it into Ju'an's arms: "Little wrongdoer, this is for you, if you think of me in the future, look at it the same." ”

Juan chuckled, hid the run-in girl who looked like white jade in her sleeve, and had a moment of fun before hurrying away.

As for the lack of a run-in Luo boy enshrined in the Manjushri Pavilion, who would care about such a trivial matter?

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Just when the young people were cheating, in another time and space, in Northeast Asia, 139 degrees east longitude and 35 degrees north latitude, in a city that could be called magnificent, some people who could be called big names in this country were gathering.

It was an important meeting of the Imperial Prime Minister, the Minister of Finance, the Minister of War, the Minister of the Navy, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

It was also a meeting to decide the country's future national policy, so when the prime minister, the Tibetan minister, the land minister, the sea minister, and the foreign minister sat here waiting for the emperor to appear, the atmosphere was still calm and tense.

This time, the Imperial Prime Minister Inu Yangyi was a thin and short old man, and dark spots characteristic of old people had appeared on his face. But in those small eyes, there was a gentle and rigid temperament.

Sitting across from him was the country's most famous politician and economist, Takahashi Isaki.

The old man, who had served as the Minister of Finance for many years, had a figure as sleek as a glass ball, which was very befitting of his seemingly kind round face.

But neither his allies nor his enemies would think that the empire's premier economic expert would be a moderate and compromising man.

At least, both the Lord of the Navy and the Secretary of War looked at him with a bit of unkindness.

This stiff atmosphere even made the foreign minister a little uneasy.

Although he attended the "Five Phases Meeting", the most important decision-making body of the empire, Foreign Minister Yoshizawa Kenkichi was as thin as a thin monkey, and he seemed to have no sense of existence.

Even for Yoshizawa himself, the Imperial Foreign Minister was not a good place to sit.

This talented scholar who graduated from the Department of English at the University of Tokyo, since he accidentally entered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as the only bachelor of arts at that time, surrounded by all the top students of the law department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, his career was not very smooth, and it was even more upside down. From the Meiji period, he was sent to the Qing State to become the Imperial Consul stationed in the Qing State, a job he held for decades, and as a result, he became an expert on the Imperial Empire's problems with China.

It was precisely because of his status as a "branch of China" that he was recalled by the current imperial prime minister from the position of representative director of the League of Nations and entrusted with the status of foreign minister.

But in the end, it's just because Prime Minister Inukai doesn't like the series of solo incidents created by the military department in China. That's why he promoted Yoshizawa Kenkichi, who was more pro-China, to mediate diplomatically for the cabinet to suppress a series of measures of the military department.

But as a diplomat who has dealt with the military for too many years, Yoshizawa Kenkichi is not at all optimistic about the mild-mannered, stubborn, almost eighty-year-old and idealistic prime minister.

Looking at the thin old man with a gentle bearing, and Takahashi Isaki, who was as fat as a leather ball, made eye contact with each other, while the navy veteran Okaku Cen Sheng, who was as strong as a bear on the side, was silent with the current Lu Xiang and the principal of Lu University, Sadao Araki, and actually showed the silence of the samurai before the battle.

Looking at this scene, Fang Ze Qianji felt a little uneasy.

In the long years of being stationed in the Qing Dynasty, from the time when Gentaro Kodama provoked the coup d'état in Xiamen, he followed the ass of the imperial soldiers to clean up the mess, and he completely understood what kind of terrible creatures the imperial soldiers were. And as the leader of the Imperial Army, what a fierce beast the military headquarters that has broken free from most of the reins!

But in the face of this beast, Inuyangyi, who has been running for the construction of a new system all his life, although you are supported by the citizens who love you, has the lofty reputation of "the god of political constitution". But how can an elected politician like you, an economist who has worked with data all his life, keep such a monster at bay?

This is not the time when the Meiji elders were still alive!

Inukai Yi sat upright on the chair, and although he occasionally made eye contact with Takahashi Shiqing for a moment, his gaze remained calm.

The old man, who is nearly eighty years old, is very sure that he has been an elected councillor all his life, but at this moment, when he has long since retired from politics, he is embraced by enthusiastic citizens and becomes the center of the empire. Then what can repay those good people and the country is to revise the national policy of the empire to a direction that is more in line with the interests of all.

With such an awareness, he didn't look at the sea minister Okaku Cen Sheng and the land minister Araki Sadao, but just calmly looked ahead, until the palace guard appeared in the conference room, and the voice of the palace minister, Baron Ichiki Kitoro, who was out of breath, sounded: "His Majesty the Emperor has arrived, and all the officials are welcome!"

Emperor Hirohito, dressed in the retro crown worn by the imperial family on important occasions, held a cypress fan in his hand, and slowly walked up to the throne so as not to step on the hem of the long robe that fell to the ground.

As a person who was raised by military officers and lived in Europe and the United States, he did not like these red tape very much. But it is precisely because of these red tapes that the clan of the descendants of the Empress of Jimmu can serve as the supreme leader and symbol of this country for a long time.

It wasn't until Hirohito sat down on the throne that everyone sat down again with the sound of Baron Ichigi Kitoro's "All the Secretaries are seated".

As the prime minister, Inukai Takeshi could not yet extricate himself from this solemn ritual of worship, and he had to leave his seat again, bow down in front of the emperor's throne, and then repeat the clichés that came from the western continent that "the micro-minister is sincere and fearful, and the capital is guilty of capital crimes".

It was not until the "Crane Voice" came and confirmed that "Qing is a pillar of the country, and he hopes to be honest in state affairs and live up to His Majesty's trust", that he can return to the meeting and continue to perform his duties as the prime minister of the empire.

Inu Yangyi glanced at the attendees-

Treasury Minister Takahashi was the leader of the European and American statesmen, and the helmsman who had been at the helm of the empire's economy, and was his most important ally in this cabinet.

Foreign Minister Kenkichi Yoshizawa, a well-known branch of the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but also very well connected in the diplomatic circles of Europe and the United States, is the best choice to solve the current crisis in Northeast Asia.

And Sadao Araki, nicknamed "Bearded Dragon King" and shouting dangerous slogans with army officers, and Atsuo Okaku, who protects the rights and interests of the navy like the black bear protection territory in Hokkaido, are no match for the former elders such as Aritomo Yamaguchi and Katsura Taro, who can overwhelm the cabinet.

After the Taisho era, the empire, where party politics has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, will not give the military department a chance to go alone!

With such confidence, Inuyang Yi began his opening remarks:

"Since the reign of the Meiji Emperor and then the reign of the previous emperors, the fortunes of the country have flourished and the people have united as one, and Japan has achieved what Mr. Yukichi Fukuzawa had so ardently hoped for, and it has become one of the most civilized countries in the world, and it is the eastern part of the world! The large-scale bankruptcy of the rural population, the incessant wave of unemployment and strikes in the cities, and the emergence of various extremist trends of thought have brought the future of China's development to the most critical moment, and we have no choice but to provide assistance to the people with sincerity and humanity in the hope of rejuvenating the country! At this moment when the country is in turmoil, we must carry on the legacy of our former sages of the Meiji era and find a solution to the predicament of the empire, so we will reconvene the Five Ministers Meeting and invite you to gather together to discuss how to deal with it!"

The brief opening remarks reminded him of the unemployed clerks on the streets, the women who put on kimonos again to hide the swelling caused by hunger, and the voters with tears in their eyes who surrounded his retired mansion and pleaded with him to return to power.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Inuyang Yi glanced at Takahashi Shiqing, and the latter stood up very tacitly.

The patron saint of the empire's financial circles bowed to Hirohito and then began to read aloud: "Your Majesty and distinguished officials, the documents in my hand record the recent development of our country's industries in recent years, please allow me to read them to Your Majesty and you." ”