"How can I face my ancestors?"
This is a very serious issue. There is no doubt that the person who said this is a Japanese aristocrat, a very rich one. However, after hearing this, Hirohito just laughed disdainfully.
"You, me, and everyone else in this Amaterasu Palace, we have already completely disgraced Japan."
"Five years ago, Musashi Hideki led an army of 200,000 to the Middle Earth. At that time, the Middle Earth world was not only the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Wuji were fighting each other. But five years later, the Ming Navy, with only one-third of our navy's strength, completely annihilated our navy. Then the Ming army landed in Yamaguchi Prefecture, followed by Inoue Yu's defeat, and then Tokugawa Hideyoshi's head was thrown before our eyes."
"All signs have shown that we are no match for the Ming Dynasty."
"Faced with this desperate situation, we probably still have three options."
"First, we must close the city and not let anyone go out. The food in our city can probably last for more than a year. This is the only way we can be tough now."
"Secondly, we must fight to the death with Zhang Wuji before our food supplies run out."
"Third, there is the issue of war reparations. However, this kind of war reparations is not something I can just pay. Even if I weigh my palace by kilograms, it may not be 200 million taels. Japan is not mine, but belongs to all of us. You have all been people who have eaten the blood and sweat of the people all your lives. Therefore, if we all choose war reparations, then we all have to pay this money together."
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After Hirohito finished speaking, everyone present fell silent again. It was obvious that Hirohito had begun to give in. Everyone knew that he was in favor of war reparations, but he did not say it too firmly, as if he still gave the ministers and nobles present some right to choose. But at this time, how could they express their opinions? If the situation really reached a point of no return, not to mention Zhang Wuji, even his colleagues inside would be able to cut him into pieces.
"Speak": After a moment of silence, Hirohito Hiroichi couldn't help but urge.
"You are all nobles who have been supported by Japan for hundreds of years and have been drinking the blood and sweat of the people for hundreds of years. Now that the country is in trouble, even if you just want to continue your family, you should contribute."
Everyone was still speechless. What ideas could these noble ministers have at the moment? They could only talk big and shout a few patriotic slogans. It would not be easy for them to come up with some useful ideas.
However, the next moment, the little Zhuge Abe Saburo said: "Your Majesty, there is no other way now. Just as you said, the only three paths before us are the ones you just mentioned."
"However, I would like to add something to the three paths you mentioned."
"First, before the war with Zhang Wuji, we had already searched the sky and the earth, so even if we were defeated several times, the food in Tokyo City can still last for more than a year."
"Let's talk about the Ming Dynasty. After all, the Ming Dynasty is a vast country, and it has only been established for a few years. The internal situation seems calm on the surface, but it is only because Zhang Wuji suppressed it with his strong force."
"Nowadays, the Ming Emperor Zhang Wuji and all the Ming's capable generals are all in our Japan. For a new dynasty, I don't believe that the internal situation of the Ming Dynasty will be very stable."
"Therefore, I dare to say with certainty that Zhang Wuji cannot wait in Japan for a year."
"If possible, he still wants to end the war quickly. Otherwise, without Emperor Zhang Wuji in charge and without those capable generals to suppress it, once the Ming Dynasty collapses, it is very likely to split into several countries. Zhang Wuji will never let his own territory fall apart just to compete with us, as the dynasty was finally unified."
"As for the second option, it is to fight a decisive battle with them outside the city."
"If a decisive battle really comes to an end, we don't need to win, as long as both sides suffer losses. After all, we are fighting on our home soil. Even if both sides suffer losses, we still have a chance to turn the tables. But the Ming Dynasty, which is not fighting on its home soil, can only retreat to the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible while they still have the strength to do so. Once they retreat, they will not come back within three to five years. But the premise of such a decisive battle is that at least both sides must suffer losses."
"As for the third point, which is war reparations, the amount is a bit too much. It's such a huge amount of money. If we really have to pay it back, we all have to pay it together, and then we have to search the sky and the earth. My colleagues present here may leave with only a fig leaf for themselves, but everything else will have to be paid to the Ming Dynasty."
"So if there really is war reparations, those who hide them must be killed to establish our authority. When the country is in crisis, we cannot tolerate villains."
After hearing this, Hirohito smiled and said, "Well said, Mr. Abe, you are worthy of being my little Zhuge Liang of Japan."
"I am not afraid of death, but I also respect the choices of you noble ministers. You can study it yourselves."
"Hit, grind, and lose money."
"We must come up with a result today. If we don't, no one will be allowed to leave."
As he spoke, Hirohito Hiroichi waved his hand lightly, and several soldiers immediately closed the door of the Amaterasu Palace. The Japanese nobles and ministers present thought that Hirohito Hiroichi was going to do something extraordinary.
However, the next moment they realized that they were overthinking it. Things had come to this point, so how could Hirohito do anything extraordinary to these people who were the only ones loyal to him? Hirohito did this just to let them argue out a result.
Because only the results of such debate can convince the public and make everyone's hearts move in the same direction.
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Looking at the Ming army camp outside the city, the sun was already high in the sky, but Zhang Wuji, the lazy bedridden man, refused to get up no matter what. Poor Zhou Zhiruo wanted to get up, but was held tightly in the arms of Zhang Wuji and Yu Fei. Zhou Zhiruo was speechless. Every time she slept with them, she was always in the middle, and they held her in their arms.
Zhou Zhiruo always felt that she was at a disadvantage, but then she changed her mind and realized that the person who was bullied the most last night was Yu Fei. She and Zhang Wuji had done her a great harm to her. In Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, Yu Fei was a stubborn and hateful girl who never gave in, even last night was the same. But last night, although Yu Fei still said she was not convinced, she was the one who was bullied, and tears were welling up in her eyes.
If Zhang Wuji wasn't so heartbroken, if he was willing to be a little more cruel, he would definitely make Yu Fei cry.
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