1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

The tactical humanoid UMP40, now named Ma Shiling, stepped forward, carefully loosened the towel from Wanrong's mouth and the wide strips of cloth around her body, and then hugged her.

"Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

".No. It's okay. I'm... much better..."

Wanrong was so weak that she could hardly speak. Her whole body was soaked with sweat. Except for her breasts which were a little regrettable, her graceful figure slowly rose and fell in UMP40's arms.

This is not a bad thing, it's just forced drug and smoking cessation.

"I'll take you to take a bath first."

UMP40 quickly stripped Wanrong of her clothes, and using her arms to easily pick up a woman of similar height to her, she placed her in the bathtub that had been prepared long ago.

As the comfortable hot water washed away the sweat on her body, Wanrong gradually regained some spirits and expressed her gratitude to the woman in front of her who was even more beautiful than her:

"Thank you, Shi Ling.

"You're welcome. Seeing you harm your body through smoking and drug use makes me feel bad too."

This maid named "Ma Shiling" and the girl named "Ma Dongmei" have completely different styles...

Although they are both gentle, if it were her, she would definitely say "You're welcome, this is the master's order", right?

There is only one thing that is the same.

it's beautiful.

No wonder we usually wear masks to cover our faces.

I really don't know where Mr. Fujiwara found so many smart and beautiful girls who spoke Chinese so well, and how he made them willingly serve as his maids. Is the Fujiwara family so powerful in Japan?

I'm so envious...

Thinking of this and her current embarrassing situation, Wanrong's eyes dimmed.

As Puyi's legitimate wife, she was even deprived of the right to attend his enthronement ceremony. Perhaps it was really time to leave him.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Wanrong was startled, and UMP40 calmly asked in Japanese: "Who?"

"I'm Kazuo Tanaka from the Second Division. By order of Lord Fujiwara, I ask the ladies of your household to remain in their rooms and not go out for the time being." "What's going on?"

"this..."

"I am the third chief chamberlain to Master Fujiwara. I have the right to know."

"...Yes, just now... So Lord Fujiwara ordered that the entire city be under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"...I understand, please leave!" "Hi Hai!"

UMP40 was asking knowingly, but Wanrong's first reaction after learning of the horrific explosion at the enthronement ceremony wasn't to inquire about her husband's safety: "How is Mr. Fujiwara?"

"Ah... The master is fine and is currently in charge of the overall situation, but your husband..." "He...he..."

"He's probably dead."

"."

After UMP40 calmed the tearful Wanrong, Fujiwara Kanezane returned to the Yamato Inn with his agent and a group of murderous soldiers. "Master."

"Well, close the door, and all of you go out. I have a few words to say to Ms. Wanrong." "Yes."

The agent and UMP40 silently accepted the order and exited, leaving Wanrong and Fujiwara Kanezane behind. The latter paused for a moment and slowly spoke:

"I believe you already know..."

Because he was in the very center, Puyi was blown to pieces on the spot, and his body could not even be put back together.

This reactionary leader, who, for his own selfish desires, had caused immense suffering to the Chinese people, especially those in Northeast China, and yet ultimately received no proper punishment, had died a quick death. Neither Mark nor Fujiwara Kanezane felt the slightest sympathy for the fate of the Manchu remnants.

Historically, due to various factors such as the United Front, teachers and the new China did show leniency towards them, but how did they repay them?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, they seized many positions in the propaganda and cultural departments and, along with that group of petty bourgeoisie, forced the entire central government to launch repeated "anti-rightist and anti-feudal" campaigns, culminating in the Cultural Revolution. After the Cultural Revolution, they were released and began writing all kinds of books to smear that period of history, smearing the teachers to the point of making their nationality look like Africans.

What about "teachers often hold lewd gatherings in the Great Hall of the People"?

What about "a teacher's monthly food expenses being equivalent to the wages of 50 workers"?

What about "the teacher's royalties amounted to over 130 million yuan, all of which was used for personal enjoyment"?

A large part of these vicious rumors were created and spread by this bunch of bastards.

After the reform and opening up, they leveraged their connections and resources to invest in films, television dramas, and other literary works that glorified Qing history. They also joined forces with foreign reactionary forces to establish various anti-China organizations. For example, the book "Dorgon and the Establishment of Qing Rule" by Li Ge, a remnant of the puppet Manchukuo, boasted that the Qing Dynasty had "strict discipline and no violations" after entering the Central Plains.

For example, "The Ridiculous Prince" which glorifies the executioner Duoduo of the "Ten Days of Yangzhou" and "The Last Emperor" which glorifies Puyi and the puppet state of Manchukuo;

For example, the "World Manchu Culture and Education Foundation" whose mission is to oppose China and rebuild the "Manchukuo", and the ridiculous "Manchukuo Provisional Government"... At the beginning, the people Mark cursed the most on the Internet were these useless people.

If the ancestors of this bunch of bastards had died, Mark would have personally helped clean them up!

The fate of the Russian royal family should be their fate.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wanrong's tears flowed again.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. I'm not good at coaxing women. I just came to discuss other very important things with you." "What...thing?"

"About your future."

It was not until this moment that Wanrong truly realized that she had become a widow and was no longer the so-called "former Empress of the Qing Dynasty" and "future Empress of Manchukuo"; for some reason, she did not feel much sadness in her heart, but only felt a faint sense of relief, as if some shackles had been removed.

The Empress Dowager cheered up and said solemnly:

"Please go ahead!"

"Let me tell you straight away, we in Japan now have two choices." Fujiwara Kanezane raised his finger:

"1. Summon Puyi's younger brother, Pujie, from Japan and establish him as the ruler or emperor of Manchukuo to continue his rule over Northeast China..." "Couldn't it be another member of the imperial family?"

"Do you think those people in our country would allow someone else who has not received systematic Japanese training to take this position?"

".."

Thinking of Puyi being sent to Japan for further studies, Wanrong nodded silently. Then she listened as Fujiwara no Kanezane proposed a second plan: "...that is, to establish Puyi's son as the new emperor of Manchukuo. The young prince will rule the country, the empress dowager will act as regent, and the royal family will serve as regent." "Ah? A young prince?"

For Wanrong, a Manchu noble, this process wasn't unusual. Her predecessors had been asking, "Where did Puyi have any children?" "Could it be that Wenxiu had a posthumous child?"

impossible!

If there was any news, it would have been revealed long ago!

"No, in fact, Wenxiu is also a virgin like you."

Wanrong blushed and whispered, "You already know everything?"

"That's nothing strange. If one woman can't get pregnant, it might be her problem. If two women can't get pregnant, then it's most likely the man's problem."...Then who are you talking about as the young master?..."

"It's actually a very simple thing to make a woman pregnant, right?" Fujiwara Kanezane glanced at Wanrong from head to toe:

"From what I can see, you're not the type of woman who can't have children."

".."

Wanrong understood what the other party meant, her eyes widened, and she hugged her body unconsciously: "Could it be that...you...you..."

She had read a lot, and instantly recalled idioms and allusions such as "the cuckoo takes over the magpie's nest," "the phoenix replaces the peach," "transplanting flowers and grafting trees," and "the civet cat replaces the prince." "Don't worry, Ms. Wanrong, I personally won't do anything excessive to you, but I can't guarantee what they will do."

"

How to do it?

Wanrong knew it without much thought.

Just like last time in the cabin, find a man and then... Wanrong's face became paler and paler.

Fujiwara Kanezane shook his head:

"So, I want to come over and ask you, what are your plans for the future?"

In Japan's plan, Puyi should not have died, at least not so early;

With his death and that of other high-ranking officials in Manchukuo, a huge power vacuum suddenly appeared in the entire Manchukuo. Whether Wanrong was willing or not, she, as the empress, had become the "actual leader" of the Manchu remnant group. Among Xiaozhuang, Cixi, Ci'an, and Longyu... there was always one who was suitable for her.

What is a rare commodity?

This is called rare goods.

In addition, the Treaty of Tanggangzi signed with Puyi also contained numerous traps. It was fine while Puyi was alive, but once he died...

Hehe, the trouble with the Japanese is still to come!

"...I..."

Wanrong, who had no ambition, didn't think too much about it. She just said bitterly: "Do I have any choice?"

"If you're unwilling, I'll do my best to persuade the higher-ups to support the first option, but I can't guarantee it will succeed." "...What if it doesn't?"

"Then I'm afraid you have no other choice." Fujiwara Kanezane shrugged.

"In short, I can only help you for one day. After that day, we in Japan will definitely make a decision." Madam, you don't want to end up being gang-raped by a group of Japanese officers, do you?

With that, Fujiwara no Kanezane turned and left, counting "one, two, three" in his mind. Before he could even count to "three," Wanrong stopped him, walked up to him, and slowly bowed: "If I am destined to fall into such a miserable situation, I would rather give you my clean body in exchange for your protection."

"...I?"

"With your child, I believe I will be safe."

"Do you know what you are talking about?" "I know exactly."

Wanrong raised her head and leaned hard against Fujiwara Kanematsu's thigh, pressing her body upwards: "You can smell it, I no longer smell of cigarettes or opium." "You knew I hated those?"

"Yes, so I am willing to change everything for you." "I don't have any feelings for you."

"I know, I just hope you can protect me, that's enough." As she said this, Wanrong slowly took off her bathrobe:

"Please allow me to comfort you for all the shock you've experienced today..."

“..."

Someone sighed and prepared himself mentally.

Although he had no feelings at all, he had no choice but to do it in order to more firmly control this woman and thus stabilize the situation in Northeast China, exacerbate the chaos in Japan and reduce the casualties of the people in Northeast China.

091 Gain the morale of the army! Stabilize the Northeast! Pillars of the empire!

How crazy can a mature woman who has lived in seclusion for ten years and has never enjoyed love and sex, and is now in danger and has to get pregnant to protect herself, be in bed? The answer is: If the steamed bun is swollen, she will still wrap it with sausage, and if the abalone is full, she will still eat cheese.

Anyway, when Mark woke up in the morning, he felt less like a yellow-haired man taking advantage of someone's situation and more like a gigolo being prostituted by a rich woman. Hiss...it seems this woman is actually a rich woman...

Fortunately, I am only 20 years old, and fortunately, my body has always been relatively strong.

After taking a look at Wanrong who was still sleeping without any regret, Fujiwara no Kanezane put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

What he didn't know was that before he left, the woman, with tears still in her eyes, had already opened her eyes and looked at his back in fascination. In the end, she sighed silently. Perhaps this is the fate of every Qing Dynasty empress?

"...The Queen needs to rest. Protect her well. Except for my maids, no one else is allowed to come into contact with her."

"Hi! "

Upon hearing the order, the squad leader in charge of the guard stood at attention and saluted, his eyes filled with ambiguity and envy. Mr. Fujiwara truly lived up to his noble birth.

He even dared to go up to a queen.

When can I ride a Chinese woman?

It would be great if Fujiwara no Ohara had enough fun with this woman and gave her to me as a gift.

Mark didn't know what this guy was thinking, otherwise he would have had someone twist his little head open.

"40, you will stay with Wanrong for the time being. As a relay node, keep in touch with us and 45 at any time."

As specialized electronic warfare T-dolls, UMP40 and UMP45 can maintain stable cloud communication up to 2000 kilometers, but the agent's range is only 1500 kilometers. Therefore, the agent in Changchun cannot communicate directly with UMP45 in Jiangxi, and must use UMP40 to relay messages.

If Mark returns to Japan with his agent later, a relay point will be even more necessary.

"Yes! Understood!"

UMP40, whose starry eyes and silver hair were covered with special optical camouflage, accepted the order with a smile and asked:

"Commander, if someone wants to harm Miss Wanrong or something, in an emergency, can I make my own judgment without reporting it?" "Yes, killing is fine if necessary."

"clear!"

After UMP40's work arrangements were completed, the agent quickly began his own report:

"...Tokyo sent a telegram agreeing to your plan to allow Pu Jie to end his studies early and return to Northeast China..." "In other words, they agreed to the first plan?"

"Yes, but I also agree with your plan to make Wanrong pregnant."

"..."