For a group of former samurai who had been laid off and had no food or clothing, they were never willing to let go of any opportunity to make a comeback.
Gambling on sex!
This is part of human nature, and Japanese people prefer gambling.
On January 20, when many people in Hiroshima were still immersed in the grief of the death of their loved ones, and when they were panicking about the brutal British intervention, late that night, a group of ronin samurai took advantage of the darkness to attack the military camp in Hiroshima.
The few hundred soldiers left behind in the military camp were no match for the samurai. They just hacked to death some soldiers who tried to resist with their swords, and then the soldiers who stayed behind in the military camp surrendered.
After seizing the arsenal, thousands of ronin led by Gao Tengjingyi directly entered Hiroshima city with the weapons they snatched from the arsenal.
It's past 3 o'clock in the morning in Hiroshima City. Most people in the city are asleep. But not everyone is asleep.
After venting his inner dissatisfaction and anger on the prostitute, Zuo Teng Shinji had just returned home at about this time. The so-called home was actually just a small room in the attic. After he became a nobleman, in order to make ends meet after being laid off, he
Not only did he sell the so-called "Jin Lu Public Bonds" to merchants and loan sharks at low prices like other nobles,
He even sold his ancestral house, and now he and his family just live in an attic on the roadside. Although he was still a little drunk, he still heard footsteps on the roadside.
"How come there are so many people on the road at this time?"
Out of curiosity, Zuo Teng Shinji gently opened the small attic window and peered through the morning light. He caught a glimpse of hundreds of people on the road carrying rifles and marching forward. The sound of their footsteps was made by them.
Who are they? They are obviously not soldiers, because they are not wearing military uniforms. Some of them wear kimonos and suits, but most of them look a little shabby.
"Why is that guy Kinteng there too?"
When he saw a few familiar people in the crowd, Zuo Teng Shinji immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at the people on the road in surprise. Then through the moonlight, he saw the flags held by those people.
"Fengtian Jingnan, fight against the traitors!"
Seeing these big words written on the white flag, Zuo Teng Shinji jumped up excitedly. He hit his head on the roof and shouted excitedly.
"Xinxi, that's great, it's really working."
Then he immediately rummaged through the box and found his knife, and rushed to the street desperately.
"I am Zuo Teng Shinji, a disciple of the Changzhou domain!"
"Xinxi, it's Zuo Teng, hurry up and join us. We want to restore Japanese traditions and fight against traitors."
When Ichiro Kontō saw Shinji Zuotō, he shouted to him.
To restore Japanese traditions, what Japanese traditions should we use?
Of course, it is the tradition of the samurai family to govern the country! Once this tradition is restored, then they will transform from a down-and-out noble family that no one can look down upon to the high-ranking samurai masters they were in the past.
It's exciting to think about days like that. Why do those mud-legged people look down on them?
They are simply a group of guys who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth!
Well, now is the time to regain everything the nobles have lost.
Hiroshima is a very prosperous city. In order to make a living, many unemployed former gentry who had no food and clothing had to enter the city's bathhouses, restaurants and factories to sell their labor force. After they woke up from their sleep, they saw
At this scene on the street, everyone was in high spirits. They took out their dusty samurai swords and joined the team with a shout.
How could they not be elated?
After all, they have a chance to regain everything they have lost.
By the time they dragged the county governor out of the house, the team already numbered four to five thousand people. People who woke up from their sleep stood stunned on the roadside or looked at these warriors from the window. As for those "
Faced with the rebellious samurai, the so-called police officers all panicked and hid in their homes.
As more and more people joined, some chaos naturally occurred. Many ronin took the opportunity to attack their former creditors and robbed the shops and homes of loan sharks.
After all, what they need is not just retrieval, but also venting. They need to vent the pain that has been suppressed deep in their hearts over the years.
In the past few years, no one can look down upon them. In order to survive, they even have to do very menial jobs.
Damn those guys, why do they all have the upper hand?
Want revenge, want to vent.
The house of Nomura, the largest loan shark in Hiroshima, was filled with the cries of women and the roars of filial piety from the rebels. They dragged the women into the room with a grin, and vented their anger amidst the women's cries and struggles.
Following their animal desires.
There were many banknotes, silver dollars and gold coins scattered on the ground, which they had just snatched.
Nomura, who was kidnapped by the rebels, the major shareholder of Quanye Bank and the largest loan shark leader in Hiroshima, said as he looked at these samurai who were wreaking havoc.
"Don't you damn guys know that there is a king's law? If you kill me, no one will let you go..."
Before Nomura could continue speaking, a loud slap was slapped on his face. When he was stunned, Zuo Teng Shinji stepped forward and slapped him hard again and said loudly.
"Nomura, you damn guy, you defrauded us how much money we had with loan sharks. In order to repay your debt, I even sold my daughter to a brothel. You, this despicable guy, took advantage of us when we were at our lowest. Now it's
It's time for us to take revenge."
Zuo Teng, Jin Er and others shouted.
"Drag him out and kill him!"
Nomura, who was so beaten that his eyes were filled with stars, didn't even know what was going on. As a big loan shark, he was good friends with many feudal lords in the past, and of course he is also good friends with many high-ranking officials in the government now.
But these damn nobles completely ignore these relationships.
"You will regret killing me. You will definitely regret it."
What did they want to do? In Nomura's heart, he still couldn't believe that these people dared to kill him.
But it’s no use if I don’t believe it at this time.
Nomura was dragged into the yard. When he was pushed to his knees by the rebels, he looked back at Zuo Teng Shinji and asked in confusion.
"Don't you want money? I've already given you all the money. But why do you want to kill me? Tell me, what do you want to do? Who ordered you to do this?"
"I'm going to kill you vampires."
Zuo Teng Jinji said impatiently:
"Kneel down quickly, there is no time. I am going to take action."
When the words fell, Shinji Zuoteng, who was standing behind Nomura, raised the katana in his hand high and shouted.
"ha!"
When he raised the knife and dropped it, Nomura's head rolled to the ground, and a fountain of blood splashed more than one meter away.
"I didn't expect that Nomura is so rich and his head is not heavier than other people's heads."
Zuo Teng Shinji lifted Nomura's head and laughed loudly.
"Okay, let's go to the next house quickly. Don't let any of those damn vampires go."
Their actions were planned. According to the plan, after they captured the barracks and obtained weapons and entered the city, in addition to killing the government officials, the loan shark vampires were also their targets.
Naturally, no one would object to this. After all, in the past few years, the actions of those loan sharks who took advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury had already caused the warriors to release their full anger against them.
Rebellion also requires money.
No one is richer than those loan sharks and big businessmen. We cannot let them go no matter what. However, there are no street lights in Japan. We have to behead them according to Japanese tradition. There is no other way.
This plan was formulated by Emperor Zhu himself. After all, those big Japanese businessmen were not what the Ming Dynasty needed. In the future, even if big businessmen appeared in this land, they would definitely come from the Ming Dynasty.
In the future, Ming's rule over this land will not only be limited to politics, but will also firmly control everything in Japan economically.
As for these Japanese... they are just consumables for the empire at best. Otherwise, how can their value be reflected?
Of course, what Hiroshima is doing now is just a matter of convenience. After all, it is not easy for these nobles. They always need to vent their inner anger...
This chapter has been completed!