1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"Hmm... I almost forgot... How about this, I'll tell Muto Nobuyoshi and the others later, and you can recruit all the candidates for this bureau yourself." "Is this... okay?"

"Don't worry, it will definitely work. They even feel like they've treated me unfairly!"

Despite his significant contributions, Fujiwara no Kanezane barely had a say in personnel arrangements throughout Tohoku, nor did he participate in power struggles. Both Muto and the emperor's uncle praised him for his "absence of power." So, he simply gave up a mere, insignificant "National Highway Bureau"!

"...From the deputy director down, you can recruit all the staff and arrange the work yourself. If you need support, just look for Xiao Shiling (UMP40)." As he spoke, Fujiwara Kanezane shoved a piece of the Fujiwara family crest into Zhao Ziqi's hands.

"If anyone dares to mess with you, just take this thing out and slap him in the face, and tell everyone you're mine."

"...Then...I'll just recruit all party members then?"

Zhao Ziqi asked tentatively, but Fujiwara Kanezane just smiled:

"If you're not afraid that your CCP organization in Northeast China will be wiped out, then do this!"

...

Also.

It's indeed better to have a single line of communication, no collusion, and even not know each other's identities. Just as Zhao Ziqi was pondering the future list of staff for the National Highway Bureau (Communist Party), Fujiwara Kanezane patted his head again and said, "By the way, you should save the position of deputy director for me. I'll arrange for a Japanese to come here for you." "...Comrade from the Japanese Communist Party?"

"How about I assign you a militarist?"

"Okay, okay... No, no... Then I'll keep my seat and wait for that comrade to come." "Well, this is also your way of showing your loyalty to the Japanese..."

The thought of a Japanese-controlled so-called "country" with all the Communists in a key department is a bit exciting!

How about slowly replacing all the high-ranking officials in Manchukuo with the Communist Party? Hehehe...

After arranging the external affairs, Fujiwara Kanezane returned to the inner chamber and first found Zhao Ziqi's wife, He Baozhen, the current "First Lady of the Imperial Household Department of Manchukuo": "Ms. He, I'll leave all the affairs of the palace and Wanrong to you."

"Don't worry, Mr. Fujiwara."

He Baozhen said with a smile:

"I will take good care of Ms. Wanrong's daily life..."

"No, no, no, I don't need you to take care of her. I hope you can teach her basic life skills. At the very least, she should be able to do things like dressing, eating, and bathing on her own." During his time with Wanrong, Mark first truly experienced how much a true "noble lady" lacked basic life common sense and skills. She didn't know what wheat and rice were, didn't think a silver dollar for an egg was expensive, and insisted that every Chinese family should have a nanny.

Whether it's eating, dressing or bathing, she never does it by herself - not because she doesn't want to or is too lazy, but because she really doesn't know how to do it.

"Uh...I understand."

He Baozhen looked at Wanrong, who was carefully playing with her two-year-old child, and sighed inwardly. This was a difficult task.

Knowing that Fujiwara no Kanezane still had something to say to Wanrong, He Baozhen took the baby away and closed the door. "...Kaneji, can't you take me with you?"

As soon as the outsiders left, Wanrong immediately came forward, reluctantly holding Mark's hand, and begged: "I don't want to leave you, I don't want to be left here alone..."

"Shi Ling and Bao Zhen are here."

"But they are not you!" "Ha..."

Mark sighed, touched the Queen Mother's head, and then pulled her into his arms and hugged her:

"I told you, I'm a Japanese noble, and you're the Queen of Manchukuo. There's no way I can take you back..."

Surrounded by the strong masculine scent, Wanrong blushed immediately and was unable to utter a word.

Again, a highly educated man from the 21st century, even if he couldn't charm women, was still a powerful threat to most women in the first half of the 20th century. His mindset and behavior were completely different. Compared to the men of this period, Fujiwara no Kanezane was full of excitement and mystery.

Now, Wanrong couldn't remember her ex-husband at all, and she only hated herself for not being born a few years earlier and meeting Fujiwara Kanezane.

"So, before I go back to the Northeast, I have a few things to tell you." "Well, go ahead."

After being nourished by both "love" (as she considered it) and sex, Wanrong's complexion improved significantly, and she became more well-behaved, like a young girl. "First, I will continue to quit smoking and opium. You know, I hate the smell of cigarettes, and I hate the smell of opium even more..."

"Sorry, I..."

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you."

Mark smiled and said:

"But even if you don't consider your own health or me, you have to consider our future child, right? Madam, you don't want our child to be deformed in the future, do you?" "...Kenshi!"

Wanrong blushed and said a few words coquettishly, but as she touched her flat belly, she made up her mind secretly.

"Secondly, if you have any problems, you can find Shi Ling and Bao Zhen. They will help you solve them. If they really can't solve it, let them find me. Don't worry, I've got your back."... Okay!"

Wanrong hugged the man tighter, her face full of happiness and security.

"Third, exercise more and drink more milk... Hey, I like bigger ones, you should be able to grow a little more..."

Wanrong bit her lip and did not push away the hand that was playing tricks on her chest. Instead, she began to slowly disarm herself and whispered softly, "Will you stay in my room until I leave tomorrow?"

...

"Huh? When did you learn this pose?"

"Shi Ling...Shi Ling taught me. She said...my hips and waist are very nice, especially suitable for coming from...from behind, with my waist sinking down and then...lifting up..."

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"..."

After repeatedly pouring the scalding liquid over his flower heart, Fujiwara Kanezane boarded a special plane back to Tokyo with his agent, G11, HK416, and UMP9. Then, as soon as he got home, a woman pounced on him:

"Brother! My family wants to marry me to Pu Jie!!"

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?

096嵯娥小鼠子's Journey to the Communist Party

The woman who pounced on him was undoubtedly the little girl...嵯娥浩.

Historically, she was married to Aixinjueluo Puyi's younger brother, Aixinjueluo Pujie, as a princess. Now that Puyi has died, Pujie is going back to be the "regent";

In the end, the little mouse was still sent to be Pu Jie's princess?

Okay, okay, you have decided to make me a Huang... No, the emperor of the puppet Manchukuo, right? They are all Huangs anyway, so there seems to be no difference.

Fujiwara no Kanezane hugged Saga Hiro, who had been gone for two months. She looked thinner but more energetic. He grabbed her little face and said with a smile, "Why? You don't want to? She's the princess."

"I'll listen to you, my brother. If you want me to marry, I'll marry. If you don't want me to marry, I won't marry." "Hehe... Let's talk about this later. Come, meet your new companion."

As he spoke, Fujiwara Kanezane pulled the tactical dolls who had come to Japan with him to the front.

"This is Ma Yaoyao, this is Ma Xiaomei, this is Ma Yiliu, this is Ma Dong...Ma Dong what?" "It's Ma Dongmei, brother."

"Oh, Dongmei...what Dongmei?" "It's Ma Dongmei, brother."

”…… "

".…."

Seeing the ominous light in the agent's eyes, several humanoids tried hard to suppress their laughter. Even HK416's mouth twitched. Saga Hiro, completely unaware of someone's pranks, asked foolishly:

"...Ma...Isn't this a Chinese surname? Are they all Chinese?"

"Yeah! What's wrong? Do you have any other opinions?"

"No, long live the unity of the people of the world."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Kanezane's mouth curled up slightly: "Come on! Go to my study and tell me..."

She said she was going to the study, but on the way, Saga Hiro couldn't help but start sharing her experience of living among the lower class for nearly two months.

...It stinks, it really stinks. The only thing I could smell during the first three days I was there was this... the smell of feces and urine, rats, and leftover food... I didn't eat anything for three days..."

"After three days, I got used to it. Of course, only my nose adapted, but my stomach didn't. I had diarrhea for a few days. Later, I asked the family guards to buy firewood to boil water for me to drink, and then I felt better..." "But it was the first time I realized that drinking hot water was such a luxury, because they couldn't bear to use firewood to boil water! They just drank raw water!"

"Floor planks, tatami mats, old boxes, leaves, sawdust, charcoal bags, tattered paper doors, broken lacquer trays, broken lunch boxes... you name it, and you can't, they used them to start a fire..." "But just using a fire for cooking or boiling water was considered an extreme luxury in their eyes. I didn't want to arouse suspicion, so I only dared to do it secretly..."

"There's also a special Huohe Auction House that hires people to bring in a bunch of similar junk and then auctions it off to the poor. Business is booming..."

Oh, yes, speaking of this, I've also seen a place called a 'leftover food house,' where the owner collects leftover food from restaurants that customers dump into water buckets and sells it to the poor. "And it's not just leftovers, there's also a lot of stuff scavenged from sewers... bread crumbs, onion pieces, fish bones mixed in with burnt rice..."

"Brother Dao told me it's a rare delicacy. Sometimes, if you're lucky, you can even buy leftover whale meat..."

"There's also a place to live. Thanks to your reward, Brother Dao's family is much better off now. It's just one family living there. Many of the dilapidated houses are occupied by several families..."

"Thankfully, it's winter, so there are no mosquitoes. But it's also very cold, and everyone has to huddle together for warmth... A few days ago, someone froze to death in a shack because they didn't close the door properly before going to bed..." Saga Hiro described her observations and experiences in a rather chaotic manner, her tone shifting from sympathy to anger.

"I've done some research. For families like Daoge's, even if everyone works, they can only earn 30-60 yen a month, barely enough to make ends meet. If someone gets sick, they have to borrow money or even sell their children."

"But Iwasaki Hisaya (head of Mitsubishi Group) has a personal income of 600 million yen a year! The second-ranked president of Mitsui Group has a personal income of 500 million yen a year!" Iwasaki's income alone could support at least 20 poor households in Tokyo! But they have never given a penny! They haven't even made a donation!

"I used to think that people living in Tokyo were all glamorous like me, but I didn't expect there was so much darkness hidden beneath the light!"

My dear, the darkness you see is just the tip of the iceberg...

Fortunately, organ transplantation had not yet become popular in those days, otherwise, these people would have to sell more than just their children.

Furthermore, thanks to Fujiwara no Ieyasu's protection and Fujiwara no Kanezane's appearance that day, Saga Hiro, despite living in the slums, was not harassed by those dark forces. Otherwise, who really thought a carefree noblewoman could hide well with a little dressing up?

Don't be funny.

Her demeanor, her almost unworn lips, nails, and incredibly well-maintained skin were enough to distinguish her from the common people. Fujiwara no Ieyasu's reports on cutting off some of Asaga Hiro's outstretched claws were piled on his desk.

..Brother, I'm really sorry. After staying here for more than a month, I really couldn't stay any longer, so..." "Ah...it's okay."

Fujiwara Kanemi patted the girl's head and comforted her:

"I originally thought it was amazing that you could stay for a week, but I didn't expect you to stay for so long. It really surprised me and is really admirable." This is the truth.

Because Fujiwara no Kanezane himself could not stay for a single day. "Brother! You look down on me too!"

Saga Hiro pouted to show his dissatisfaction, then frowned again, looking worried:

"I can sense that some of them, especially those who have received education, have a burning anger in their hearts..."

"Of course there's anger. Everyone originally thought that life would get better after the Meiji Restoration, but the reality is that things are no different from decades or even centuries ago. Don't you think everyone is angry?" First, there was the Russo-Japanese War. Although Japan won, the Russians, who were equally impoverished, didn't have the money to pay compensation.

The result was a lot of deaths, huge military expenditures, and Japan also lost money. Then there was the global economic crisis and the earthquake...

After several waves, the Japanese government was almost bankrupted.

Therefore, there are specific historical reasons why Kita Ikki's ideas and militarism could prevail. "Is there no solution?"

“Yes, but you might not like it.”

"What?"

"Invade other countries! Take China, for example."

Between 1932 and 1937, ordinary Japanese people enjoyed a period of "good days"; the huge resources plundered from Northeast China began to be absorbed by the top level, and then some of them leaked to the bottom level.

Because China is so large and Japan is so small, even the tiny bit of power that escapes from the top is enough to improve the quality of life for the Japanese people. This is also one of the important reasons why the Japanese people and Japanese society, from top to bottom, enthusiastically support the Japanese government and military in foreign wars. Therefore, the saying that there are no innocent souls under the atomic bomb is absolutely correct.

"Invading China... this is not acceptable."

Saga Hiro shook his head:

"Japan can't defeat China. Even if it could temporarily defeat China, it would only solve the crisis temporarily. Ultimately, it would still fail." "Oh?"

Fujiwara Kanezane was surprised.

These days, the Japanese are all very arrogant.

Not to mention China, in the eyes of many people, even European and American ghost animals are no problem;

Now, there is actually a Japanese saying that "powerful Japan cannot defeat weak China"? Fujiwara Kanezane asked with interest:

"Tell me why you think so?"

"China is vast and has a large population, but how many people does Japan have?" "Modern wars are not won by numbers or numbers."

"Even if the Japanese army could defeat the Chinese army temporarily, if they wanted to completely rule China, they would still have to consider population numbers, right?" "The Chinese can rule the Chinese."

"That won't work. Won't the Chinese resist?" Saga Hiro retorted.

"Besides, even if there are a few obedient Chinese, what about the rest of the Chinese? Will they obey?" "Why would the Chinese resist?"

"According to you, since Japan's goal was to plunder China's resources, that inevitably meant oppressing the Chinese people. So why didn't the Chinese people resist?"

"Well, you've seen that Japan's financial tycoons and upper class are desperately oppressing the Japanese people at the bottom. Did they resist?"

"Well.…""

Saga Hiro was speechless. How could he describe it?

Resisted, but not completely.

Fujiwara no Kanezane's family had a book that recorded how the Japanese people "resisted oppression" when Japan faced a huge crisis after the Russo-Japanese War. One example that shocked Saga Hiro was the following:

A group of Japanese miners, unable to endure the dark and unprofitable mining life, rebelled and drove out the mine owner.