Chapter 251 A hard-core spy war only requires the simplest means (drawing a sword) [5300]
"Huan Fu Lake? What is this?"
Suddenly hearing an unfamiliar term that he had never heard of before, Nishino frowned unconsciously.
"To put it simply, this is a chronic poison developed by the Fanzhu Party and secretly spread to Kanto..."
My grandson summarized the appearance, efficacy and other important information of phantom powder in a concise and concise way one by one.
After my grandson finished explaining, Nishino could not hide his eyes widened in shock.
"This...this..."
He stammered out broken words, unable to formulate a sentence with specific meaning.
Drugs that can easily destroy people's minds; destroy the people's livelihood in Kanto, shake the foundation of the shogunate's rule...Everything my grandson just described was beyond Nishino's imagination, and it made him unable to relax for a long time.
At this time, my grandson continued:
"Overthrowing the decadent Edo shogunate and establishing a peaceful and prosperous era in which the people are prosperous and everyone has enough to eat is the highest purpose of the Great Salt Party and our lifelong wish."
"Looking at the purpose alone, both we and the Pazhu Party have as our mission the overthrow of the brutal rule of the Tokugawa family."
"Even if we are like-minded and have no blood alliance, we should not stand in each other's way."
"But in fact, the relationship between us is incompatible."
"There is a saying in the West that 'heresy is more hateful than heresy' - well, this proverb is perfectly suitable to describe our attitude towards the Fa-Zang Party."
"The methods used to bring down the party are too radical."
"Destroying granaries, poisoning wells, abducting people... they are happy to use any means that can cause trouble for the shogunate."
"In their eyes, whether they are warriors, civilians, countrymen or foreigners, they are all objects that can be given up and sacrificed."
"In order to weaken the power of the shogunate, they would not hesitate to put such dangerous drugs in Kanto...it is simply crazy."
"Although we are both members of the overthrown shogunate, the core direction of our Great Salt Party is to enable all people in the world to live a good life with enough food and warm clothes. 'Down with the Edo Shogunate' is just our realization of this
It’s just a means to an end.”
"Looking at the law and order to punish the party... I personally think that they completely regard the means as the ends."
"All resources, all time, and all thoughts are devoted to the goal of 'bringing down the curtain'."
"I only think about conquering the world and never thinking about governing the world."
"In short, Mr. Nishino, you can understand our Great Salt Party as the 'moderate and rational rebel faction' and the Hōzhu Party as the 'radical and fanatical rebel faction'."
"This cruel act of punishing the party without regard to the people's livelihood is, in our eyes, an unreasonable atrocity that puts the cart before the horse."
"So, in order to stop the FaZe Party's crazy behavior, the organization sent me to infiltrate the FaZe Party and collect evidence of their manufacturing and marketing of dangerous drugs."
"No matter how incompetent the Lord Gongun of the shogunate is, he must know what a terrible disaster it will cause if this terrible drug that can turn a healthy living person into a delirious cripple is allowed to spread."
"As long as the conclusive and irrefutable evidence that the Fa-Zhu Party produced and spread the phantom deposits can be handed over to the shogunate, the shogunate's attention will be drawn to the Fa-Zuo Party."
"In this way, we can use the power of the shogunate to weaken or even defeat the Fa Zhu Party. At the very least, we must prevent the Fa Zhu Party from continuing to spread the illusion..."
Before my grandson finished speaking, Nishino interjected in a tone of neither sorrow nor joy:
"A borrowed knife to kill someone..."
My grandson smiled slightly:
"Yes, that's basically what it means. Both the shogunate and the Punishment Party are our enemies. Provoking a fight between the two groups of enemies - don't you think this is one of the most brilliant strategies?"
"That's the plan, but now there's a problem."
“The Law and Punishment Party is particularly good at controlling intelligence.”
“The Hōzū Party has high hopes for Huanfudian and regards it as an important ‘weapon’ to defeat the shogunate.”
"It is reported that more than a year ago, someone almost succeeded in exposing the criminal activities of the Fa Zun Party secretly spreading illusions, but failed."
"After this incident occurred, the Fanzhu Party greatly increased the protection of all confidential information related to Huanfudian."
"I have been lurking beside Rakshasa for many years, but until today I haven't collected any useful clues."
"This is a battle where every second counts."
"If the phantom deposits are not eradicated as soon as possible, new victims may appear every moment."
"At this point, I have decided to make a desperate move - I plan to force my way into Rakshasa's bedroom."
“The Rakshasa likes to work in his bedroom—that alone is reason enough to take the risk.”
"However, a Rakshasa never allows outsiders to approach his bedroom."
"At any time, there will be his trusted aide, a samurai named Genjuro, on duty outside his bedroom door."
"If we don't deal with Genjuro, it will be impossible to enter the Rakshasa's bedroom."
"However, Genjuro is an extremely dull man, like a stone."
"There is no personal interest or obvious character weakness."
"His only hobby is to listen to Rakshasa's arrangements and respect Rakshasa's orders."
"As long as the Rakshasa orders him to guard the bedroom, he can stand in front of his bedroom door like a stone statue and never leave."
"To put it in a nutshell - he is not someone who can be dealt with through tactics such as diverting the tiger away from the mountain and secretly plotting against Chen Cang."
"The only way to break through Genjuro's warning is to use force."
"But, my skills are mediocre."
"And Genjuro is a master of Shinto Muken-ryu."
"Even if ten of me come together, there's no way we can defeat him."
"Therefore—Nishino-kun, I need your help."
"With your cooperation, Genjuro can easily subdue him."
"I've calculated that Rakshasa, who loves his talent as much as his life, will definitely put you in prison in order to conquer you."
"The reason why I deceived you, gave you special black tea, and pretended to arrest you... all of this is because of today."
"Only in this way can we successfully bring you into the Rakshasa's base camp."
After my grandson finished speaking, the cell was surrounded by silence.
Nishino looked straight at my grandson's face with his piercing eyes.
With a faint smile on his face, my grandson waited silently for Nishino's reply without saying a word.
About 5 seconds later, Nishino spoke:
"...You want me to help you? You guys, you think too much, don't you?"
"First of all, why should I trust you?"
Nishino took two steps back and opened his arms so that my grandson could see his full view clearly.
"Look, whose 'blessing' did I end up in this miserable situation?"
"My grandson, I was really miserably deceived by you earlier."
"How do I know whether what you just said is true or false?"
"How can I make sure you are not the Rakshasa sent to test my loyalty?"
"Are you from the Great Salt Party? I also said that I am the Grand Administrator of the Kyoto Imperial Court, and I am the Yongda of Da'ao!"
[Note: Daizhenguan: the emperor's personal attendant in the Edo period. Ooku: the harem of the shogun, that is, the Tokugawa shogun's biological mother, the main room, the side chambers and the residences of the female officials. Yongda: the duty of purchasing various supplies for Oou
name】
"Even if I take a step back, assuming you didn't lie, you are indeed a spy planted by the Great Salt Party in the Punishment Party..."
Having said this, Nishino paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and cast an undisguised look of disgust at my grandson in front of him.
"What difference does this make to me from before?"
"You and the Fa Zhu Party are nothing but the same species, and the world is as black as crows!"
"Whether you are a member of the Great Salt Party or a member of the Law and Punishment Party, in my eyes you are all of the same nature - a treasonous official and traitor who collaborates with the enemy!"
"Are you trying to say: Because you are more gentle than those who punish the party, you are more trustworthy?"
After finishing speaking, Nishino waved his hand impatiently, as if he was too lazy to talk nonsense to my grandson.
"Disappear quickly! I would rather die than join in with you and others!"
Nishino's wording is truly impressive.
The brief silence was my grandson's wry smile.
"...Admittedly, as you said, I really can't prove my innocence."
"The only thing I can do right now is to swear to you: I really didn't lie to you this time."
"As for 'the world is as black as crows'...this statement is really an exaggeration."
My grandson put on a half-joking tone:
"It is an insult to us to put the Great Salt Party and the Fazhu Party side by side."
"Nishino-kun, let me ask you: Do you think our spiritual leader... Mr. Oshio Heihachiro is a despicable and shameless person?"
As soon as my grandson finished speaking, Nishino opened his mouth subconsciously - Of course! Oshio Heihachiro is a heinous rebel! - He wanted to say this.
However... after he opened his mouth, he was still unable to say a word.
Oshio Heihachiro is a son of the samurai family. He has been deprived of his salary since he was a child, so he should serve the country with all his loyalty. However, not only did he not break out of his courage and rebel against Huangchi, but from this point of view, he is indeed a shameless person who has committed a lot of crimes.
[Note: Mu Lu: the salary of the shogunate]
But...it is undeniable that Oshio Heihachiro's personal morality is quite perfect.
So perfect that he could be called a warrior... no, he could be called a model for mankind!
My grandson seemed to have read through Nishino's thoughts. He smiled slightly and said slowly:
"Mr. Dayan is proficient in Chinese studies. Whether it is traditional Confucianism represented by the Four Books and Five Classics, or Yangming's Xinxue, which focuses on the 'unity of knowledge and action', he is familiar with them all."
"In the sixth year of the Civil Affairs Period (1823), Mr. Oishio opened a school in his home, named it "Xixindong", and formulated eight oaths for admission. He eliminated empty theories and strictly implemented the purpose of Oyo School - pragmatism."
"There are countless disciples who admire Mr. Dayan's character and knowledge and come to study."
"Mr. Dayan's teaching thoughts deeply implement the concept of 'teaching without distinction' advocated by Confucius."
"In addition to warriors from the martial arts family, many of the disciples of Xixindong are poor people from farm families near Osaka."
"How many distinguished samurai are there in the world who are willing to treat farmers and townsfolk who are covered in sweat and dirt with an equal attitude?"
"Mr. Dashan, who has hundreds of disciples, can live a luxurious life just by cultivating."
[Note·Shuxiu: When students in ancient times met their teachers, they would first give gifts to show respect. It was called "Shuxiu". It had been practiced as early as the time of Confucius, and later it was basically fixed as a form of apprenticeship fee. It can also be Understood as tuition fee.】
"He could have ignored the lives of the poor at the bottom."
"He could have closed the door and lived a peaceful life."
"He could have been high up in the clouds, grabbing delicious food with one hand and beauties with the other, sitting and watching the jokes of the poor people rolling and struggling in the mud pit."
"But he just didn't do that."
"When the Tianbao Great Famine swept across the country, he sold all the books in his home and donated all the money he earned."
"When the poor were driven into desperation by famine and the shogunate's excessive taxation, he resolutely stood up and rose up."
"Nishino-kun, do you think Mr. Oshio, who is knowledgeable and broad-minded, doesn't know that this battle is bound to be lost?"
"Do you think he doesn't know that after raising his arms, he will inevitably die a tragic death?"
"Mr. Dashan, why are you doing this?"
These questions raised by my grandson were like sharp thorns that went straight into Nishino's heart.
When he came back to his senses, he found that he was lowering his head unconsciously, his eyes fixed on the ground in front of his toes.
Erudition, humility, benevolence... To be fair, Oshio Heihachiro possessed the qualities that Nishino, who aspired to become an outstanding samurai, yearned for.
If Oshio Heihachiro had not led the people to rebel, there is no doubt that he would have become an idol that Nishino envied and longed for and strived to catch up with.
"It doesn't matter if you don't agree with our philosophy of opposing the Edo shogunate."
"Everyone has his own ambitions, and we do not force everyone to be as hostile to the shogunate as we are."
"But Mr. Dashan's ideal...our Dashan Party's ideal of creating a peaceful world, shouldn't you be opposed to it?"
"You can think of it as forming a temporary offensive and defensive alliance with us."
"After listening to my introduction just now, you must be able to understand the dangers of phantom deposits, right?"
"Even if it's just to save the innocent people poisoned by the phantom lake, please draw your sword and help."
After the words fell, my grandson showed a very charming expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
At this moment, he was only concentrating on one thing - paying full attention to Nishino's expression and reaction.
Nishino: "..."
My grandson: “…”
Silence fell between the two of them.
The cell where Nishino is in and the corridor where my grandson is in are both so quiet that you can hear the needle drop...
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Time returns to the present——
Genjuro pressed the knife with his left hand, put his right hand on his waist, and looked around him expressionlessly.
Even if it is a boring gatekeeping task, he will never be careless - this is not only his excellent personal ability, but also his unwavering loyalty to Rakshasa.
At this time, a hurried male voice suddenly came from beside him:
"Genjuro! Is Rakshasa-sama here?"
"My grandson?"
Genjuro raised his eyebrows and followed the sound and cast a confused look at my grandson who was running quickly.
"Lord Rakshasa has gone out and will not be here for the time being. What's wrong?"
"Tsk! Isn't Lord Rakshasa not here... It's really troublesome. Why is he not here at this time... In that case, I'll see you later... Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Suddenly, my grandson fell to his knees violently, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and coughed violently.
The sound of the cough was so loud and the frequency was so rapid that it seemed like he was about to vomit out his entire lung.
Genjuro was shocked when he saw this.
"Hey! My grandson! What's wrong with you? Hey! Hey!"
While he asked nervously, he knelt down and bent over to inspect my grandson's physical condition.
"You...! My grandson, you vomited blood!"
I saw drops of bright red blood dripping down along the gaps between my grandson's fingers covering his mouth.
Just when Genjuro was about to call for help——
Poof!
The dull sound of a sharp knife entering flesh dominated Genjuro's eardrums.
"Uh...! Pah wow...!"
Genjuro lowered his head and stared in disbelief at the sharp blade that penetrated his heart from behind.
He opened his mouth, ready to say something.
But when he opened his teeth, which were stained red with blood, he could only moan meaninglessly due to the intense pain and the gradual loss of strength.
The bloody blade that penetrated his chest, the blood that kept flowing out, and the weird smile on my grandson's face when he raised his head - this was the last scene that Genjuro saw before his death...
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"Nishino-kun, well done~~"
My grandson wiped off the cow blood on his face and said in a praising tone to Nishino who was cleaning the knife.
"How is it? My acting skills are good, right?"
The most important actions often require only the simplest strategies.
My grandson approached Genjuro from the front to attract his attention. Nishino took the opportunity to approach Genjuro from behind. During this period, my grandson coughed violently and used the coughing sound to cover up Nishino's footsteps - this is the "anti-Genjuro" plan drawn up by my grandson.
plan".
Nishino ignored my grandson's boast and said coldly:
"Time is tight, don't talk nonsense."
"I know, I know~~"
Nishino opened the paper sliding door of Rakshasa's bedroom.
Rakshasa's bedroom seems to have the word "serious" posted on it.
The area of the entire room is approximately 30 square meters.
Be it bookshelves or desks, everything is neatly organized.
The tatami was spotlessly clean, and there was a faint smell of freshness in the air.
The room was so neat and beautiful that it was hard to imagine that it was the room of a murderer who regarded human life as nothing.
"Nishino-kun, please help me look downwind. I will try my best to seize the time."
Having said that, my grandson ran towards the bookshelf placed in the corner of the room, picked up an account book with no words written on the cover, and started flipping through it quickly.
At the same time, Nishino stood by the door frame with a knife in his hand, nervously peeking outside the door repeatedly, his ears pointed, not missing any movement around him.
Ah... I'm really crazy... I would actually join forces with the rebellious ministers and traitors who are determined to overthrow the emperor... Nishino sighed sincerely in his heart.
As soon as he thought of this, he subconsciously turned his head to the side, and what he saw with complicated emotions was a serious face, scanning the book in his hand attentively.
This is a critical moment where every second counts...people may come outside at any time.
Nishino didn't want to rush my grandson for fear of affecting his search work.
But the current tense atmosphere caused his heart rate to gradually rise to an unprecedented peak.
Under the influence of this astonishingly high heart rate, the thought of urging my grandson out loud flashed through Nishino's mind over and over again, and then he suppressed it again and again.
How much time has passed?
5 minutes? 10 minutes?
The excessive tension has caused Nishino to lose his sense of time.
At this critical moment, Nishino suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from far away and getting closer and closer...
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