Another task is to welcome Fujiwara Hirofumi's arrival, and on the premise of ensuring that one's identity is not revealed, gain Fujiwara Hirofumi's approval.
After returning to downtown Shanghai, Ning Zhiheng immediately hired the best kendo instructor at a Japanese kendo dojo in Shanghai and devoted himself wholeheartedly to learning kendo.
Japanese Kendo at this time was not the kind of Kendo that focused on performance in later periods. It was highly practical, with direct and swift movements that were effective in striking, making it a truly excellent fighting technique.
In those war-torn years, its practical combat effectiveness was quite devastating. However, in later peaceful times, it became more focused on etiquette and philosophy, leading to a more ornate and impractical approach, which was almost impossible to avoid.
Just like Chinese martial arts, in peacetime, offensive moves with great destructive power are no longer allowed, leading to a mere performance routine that has gradually declined.
Ning Zhiheng's physique is exceptionally strong, far surpassing that of ordinary people, and his fighting skills are even more extraordinary. Learning Japanese Kendo is definitely twice as effective for him. In a very short time, he has already mastered the basic techniques of Japanese Kendo and the application of footwork.
The kendo instructor discovered after only a few days of teaching that President Fujiwara's talent was astonishing. In a very short time, he could fight on par with him while wielding a wooden sword. As time went on, it became increasingly difficult for the instructor to help President Fujiwara. The instructor couldn't help but marvel at this.
He didn't know that this was only because Ning Zhiheng had restrained himself; otherwise, with his abilities, the kendo coach would probably have been knocked to the ground after only a few moves.
While Ning Zhiheng was practicing kendo, He Siming finally returned from Japan, a trip that took more than twenty days.
In his office at the South House Library, He Siming reported to Ning Zhiheng.
"This time, the return to Tokyo took a long time. Kanda Tamayama's eyesight was damaged, which greatly angered Vice Minister Takeda. Fortunately, with the help of Otani Hitoshi and the exoneration of several high-ranking officials for the Special Higher Police, we managed to get through it."
The Ministry of Home Affairs then appointed another master sculptor named Takeo Iwasaki, who was a renowned sculptor in Japan, second only to Tamayama Kanda in fame.
However, after I returned to Shanghai this time, there were several more special agents on duty at the entrance of the library building. I felt that their security was much tighter. Kitaoka Ryoko only handed me over at the entrance and then brought Iwasaki Takeo into the building. I didn't have the opportunity to enter the printing base again.
Ning Zhiheng nodded and said, "They've suffered a loss, so naturally they'll be more cautious. Ever since Kanda Yushan was caught, the staff at the printing base have been responsible for their own meals, and twenty more guards have been added. This time, we really have no chance to make contact."
He Siming's heart sank, and he said again, "The Japanese are already on edge, and their defenses are so tight that we have almost no way to make a move. The engraving will be completed in at most a month. Even if we add the time for coordinating with the original printing press, it won't exceed forty days. What should we do?"
Ning Zhiheng said calmly, "I have my own arrangements for this matter. Just like I said before, you must not get involved in anything related to the printing base, understand?"
"Understood!" He Siming had always had great confidence in Ning Zhiheng. He knew that his superior was always resourceful and had never been able to stump him.
Four days later, the Wusongkou Customs Wharf in Shanghai was filled with Japanese soldiers, and all the customs guards were on high alert.
Several Japanese soldiers were standing on the platform, all of them high-ranking military officers. The one in the lead was Lieutenant General Uehara Junpei, while Ning Zhiheng, dressed in a sharp black suit, stood out behind him.
However, no one felt surprised, because they all knew that the important person they were welcoming today was none other than the eldest patriarch of the Fujiwara family, one of the representatives of the top noble Fujiwara family in Japan, and Duke Fujiwara Hirofumi, a member of the House of Peers.
The Fujiwara family held a position in Japan second only to the imperial family. Successive generations of direct descendants held important government positions and wielded immense power. They were also a high-ranking figure to the soldiers of the expeditionary force, and the soldiers could not afford to be negligent in the slightest.
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