Chapter 440
It was getting dark.
Yamamoto stood up, a little dizzy, he now can not eat too much every day, the doctor said that his disease is eaten out, to be careful with food, but can not eat less, eat less is more likely to faint, so he has long since not eaten by the meal.
The last time he ate rice was not known which year.
He slowly walked out onto the porch and looked up at the moon slowly creeping up in the sky.
The moon in China looked more beautiful and farther away than the one in Japan. Is it because China is a continent? How enviable is this huge country!
Japan is so small, why is God so unfair? Putting the industrious Japanese on such a small piece of land and giving the Chinese such a huge piece of land!
England can hold so many colonies in the world, their kings and queens have the names of so many lands on their titles, and so can Japan! The name of the Emperor was so great, the Emperor should not rule over such a small piece of land, the Emperor, should rule over a land as huge as China!
The very thought of it made Yamamoto’s blood boil.
Now was Japan’s chance, this era, Japan’s chance to gain world supremacy! The war would come to bring victory, and just as Britain had seized so much land during the War of the Seas, so Japan should be turned into a pivotal new empire in this world at this time.
War was Japan’s opportunity and Japan’s weapon. The war should be waged for the sake of all Japanese people. All Japanese people in Japan should be grateful for this. Every man killed by a Japanese soldier on the soil of another country was laying the foundation for the future greatness of Japan.
In a country as small as Japan, what chance was there for Japan to become great but by war?
Yamamoto looked up at the moon and sighed in his heart.
His dream, and the future of Japan.
It must all be bright and shining.
From his room here, he could see Jinjuri’s room. That place was originally a side room, in the same range as his place.
Putting his son there was to look after him close by.
He wasn’t worried about Jinjuli, the Chinese woman, hurting his son.
The woman had become like a tame dog and would no longer bare her teeth at her master.
For she remembered the falling whip and the big stick.
Chinese women are, indeed, more beautiful than Japanese women.
The Japanese woman is too thin and her face is getting ugly. No matter how noble they are, there are fewer and fewer beautiful women.
The beauty of the Tang people has been recorded in ancient Japanese texts. Tang men and women are tall and fit.
He had kept Jinjuri alive, not out of kindness, but because he wanted to test in her the conquest of Chinese women by Japanese men.
One day, Chinese women will be as tame as Japanese women before Japanese men.
Chinese men will be slaves to Japanese men, and Chinese women will serve Japanese men in their back rooms and give birth to beautiful children.
And the child in Jinjuri’s womb will be the child of a Japanese man. If it was born a boy, it would be an adopted son of the Yamamoto family, and if it was a girl, it would be raised as the bloodline of the Yamamoto family, and she would be made loyal to Japan in the future.
He had wanted to take Jinjuri as a concubine himself, and he was sure that his wife would not be jealous and would raise the child sent back to Japan properly.
But now since his son had come, he let his son keep Jin Juli, who was a beautiful woman, and even though she had a child, she still did not lose her elegance. When Jin Juli gave birth to a child, she would leave it to her son to raise.
And Zhu Yuyan.
She is also a proud and beautiful Chinese woman.
But she is very cunning.
She was too smart for her own good, which made him look away once.
If he had snatched her back to Japan while she was still in school, she might have become a loyal Japanese servant long ago. Her beauty and talent would have blossomed for Japan as well.
But he was overconfident at the time. The woman married early again, and her marriage was a happy one.
Misfortune leads to betrayal, happiness deepens faith.
It was a rare regret in Yamamoto’s heart to miss Zhu Yuyan.
But he believed that there must be other Chinese as good as Zhu Yuyan in China, and that the loss of one Zhu Yuyan was not a cause for sadness, for Japan would gain more.
When the city fell into Japanese hands, they killed all the rebels, gathered the obedient people together, and ordered all of them to speak only Japanese, to read only Japanese books, to listen only to Japanese songs, to wear Japanese clothes, and to cut Japanese hairstyles.
When the children were born, they were taught from the time they could speak to be loyal to the Emperor, to be loyal to Japan, and to fight for Japan.
Then the Chinese growing up in this land will be the new weapons of Japan.
In the Japanese-occupied areas of the Northeast, the treasures of the sea*, all have fallen into Japanese hands. The Japanese flag has been raised on thousands of years of Chinese soil. The Chinese people there spoke only Japanese, they knew only the Emperor, they knew nothing of China.
The way to deal with these areas was to kill all who resisted! It doesn’t matter how many there are, whether they are soldiers, troops or people, as long as they are rebelling against Japanese rule, they are all enemies of Japan! Kill them all!
After killing them all, the remaining people will become submissive and do whatever they are told to do.
Now, for this land, this method can still be used.
Yamamoto mulled over his plan in his mind, the report he would send to the Emperor.
He would succeed.
After standing for a while, he felt dizzy and his legs were a little weak.
He recruited his adjutant and asked, “Any news from Su Chunjun?”
Adjutant: “The report says he’s on his way to the warehouse at the docks to pick up his luggage.”
Yamamoto: “A lot?”
Adjutant laughs, “According to Su Chunjun himself, there are at least two warehouses, and he’s trying to take even the grain from them.”
Yamamoto: “Very clever. Japan is also short of food, everywhere right now.”
Yamamoto slowly walks out the door, the adjutant follows, he waves his hand and says, “I’m going to check on Matsu.”
The adjutant then moved farther away.
Yamamoto Matsu was not very good after being rescued, Yamamoto was furious, and because Yamamoto Matsu had only contacted the Japanese since he came from Japan, and the ones who kidnapped him were also Japanese, and they did not get any important information during the interrogation, resulting in a delay in the rescue or the Japanese.
Therefore, Yamamoto has always suspected that the Japanese around him will be unfavorable to Yamamoto Matsu.
The adjutant was able to prove his innocence and continue to work for Yamamoto because he had followed him for many years, was loyal, and survived the interrogation.
But even so, he still didn’t quite dare to approach Yamamoto Matsu, fearing that he might make some mistake and cause Yamamoto’s displeasure again.
After he watched from afar as Yamamoto walked into the side room room, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood on the far side of the veranda to guard it.
There were only two women here, and now that even the serving maids had gone back to the servant’s room, and this place was located on the inner side of the mansion, it wasn’t easy to come in from the outside, having to cross several guard posts.
The adjutant yawned quietly, relaxing his spirits a little.
Yamamoto walked in and saw Zhu Yuyan sitting under the paper porch while Jinjuri was beside her.
Both rose to greet him when they saw him enter.
Zhu Yuyan took Jin Juli’s fan and gently fanned the wind, her posture was leisurely and comfortable, not seeing the uneasiness of being imprisoned.
Yamamoto could not help but sigh that this woman was really smart and perceptive. But seeing her like this, he could not help but feel more at ease.
Jin Juli didn’t dare to speak at all, quietly sitting aside like a flash of ghost.
Zhu Yuyan: ”Are you here to see Mr. Wang? Have you had dinner?”
Yamamoto shook his head, “I’m not hungry yet, I won’t eat for now.”
He basically didn’t use rice in front of people now, he was hiding to eat by himself. If people found out that he couldn’t even eat rice, they would immediately know that he was seriously ill.
Zhu Yuyan made way and respectfully asked Yamamoto to pass through.
Yamamoto asked Jinjuri, “How is Ah Song doing?”
Jin Juli whispers, “Gongzi had his meal and fell asleep again.”
Yamamoto sighed, “Alas, Ah Song’s health is really bad. You have to take good care of Matsu, he is also your husband now, only women who take good care of their husbands can be happy. You understand that very well, right?”
Jin Juli lowered her head and said sincerely, “It’s a great honor for me to be able to serve Gongzi!”
Zhu Yuyan suspected that if she wasn’t standing here, Jin Juli would most likely kneel down and kowtow.
At that exact moment, a soft call came from behind the paper door.
It was Little Yamamoto calling “Guizi”.
Jin Juli immediately signaled to the two, turned her head and hurriedly agreed to go in.
Zhu Yuyan guessed that this little Yamamoto was probably feeling the pain and itch again and went to call Jin Juli. She this day just to see little mountain Ben called no less than forty or fifty times, basically is every few minutes once, annoying to want to let a person with a pillow to smother him to death!
This go, at least ten minutes to come out.
Zhu Yuyan even if in the heart of the scolding little Yamamoto and Yamamoto, face still have to say complimentary words: “Prince is really very like your son, asked me also for your son happy it.”
Yamamoto was a little dizzy, Zhu Yuyan didn’t dare to go up to help, fortunately Yamamoto sat down by himself.
He pretended that he was fine and said with a smile, “Guizi is a good child, I like her very much, and I feel happy to marry her to Ah Song. They will be a happy couple in the future.”
Zhu Yuyan smiled, “Yes, huh.”
Yamamoto felt himself getting more and more dizzy, his hands were starting to shake and there was a blackness in front of his eyes.
Zhu Yuyan looked a little strange at his appearance, but he didn’t say anything and she didn’t quite dare to open her mouth.
Yamamoto realized that it was a bit bad, he probably needed to eat, and after that he would need an injection.
Right now there was only Zhu Yuyan around and he couldn’t believe her.
He said, “Yanji, go get Guizi to help me.”
Zhu Yuyan said, “Okay.”
Turning around, she quickly walked inside the paper door.
Inside the door, two figures could be seen behind the screen, one sitting was definitely Jin Juli, and the one lying down was definitely Little Yamamoto.
Zhu Yu Yan as a guest, surely can’t directly rush to Little Yamamoto, people are standing up the screen ready to sleep.
She just whispered outside the screen, “Julie, Mr. Yamamoto needs you.”
A tapping sound came from the couch, like a person breathlessly tapping on the covers.
Zhu Yuyan waited for a few dozen seconds and didn’t hear any movement in the room.
She then called out again.
Still no movement.
Something was not right.
She thought about it and quietly reached out to look at the other end of the screen.
It was a little darker in the screen, and Jinjuri was sitting on the edge of the quilt like before, her kimono surrounding her like scattered flowers.
Everything seemed normal.
Zhu Yuyan looked at her for a while and realized that there was something wrong.
Under the quilt, little Yamamoto’s legs were shaking.
She stood up and slowly walked over, dumbfounded.
Because Jin Juli’s entire body was sitting on Little Yamamoto’s head, which was his face.
Zhu Yu Yan’s first reaction was surprisingly: human head is really sturdy, it’s okay to sit on a person.
The second reaction was: how to end it.
Right now it looks like Little Yamamoto is still alive.
But saving him is the same as letting Jin Juli die.
If you don’t save him, there’s still another Oyamamoto out there.
Ah, so hard.
But she actually had a little bit of excitement!
Zhu Yu Yan tenderly and compassionately looked at Jin Juri who was sitting on Little Yamamoto’s face ready to smother him, this girl was nervous and stiff.
Zhu Yu Yan tenderly wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and said: ”It’s okay, I’m here. Where is Yamamoto’s medicine?”
After pushing three shots of his dear father s insulin into little Yamamoto, this male son also settled down and trembled …… unconscious.
Zhu Yuyan whispered to Jin Juli, “Yamamoto is outside, you can’t go out to see him now, I’ll go and lure him in. You just keep this movement don t move.”