As the Tiger Guards arrived at the vicinity of Yokohama Port unimpeded, the Marines in the Navy's jurisdiction, who had been prepared for a long time, followed Zhou Ke's "loyalist army" and poured into Tokyo.

"Welcome the Tiger Guards into the city!!"

"Welcome the loyalist army into the city!!!"

On the streets, civilians who were ignorant of the truth, under the influence of speeches completely controlled by a few major families, lined the streets to welcome the culprits of the recent unrest.

They did not know that Emperor Showa was dead, nor did they know that the Tiger Guards were not a loyalist army but a rebel army. However, many people heard from the grapevine that the current boring war might end early because of the appearance of the Tiger Guards.

"Sister, when can I join the army?" On the third floor of a roadside hotel, a childish boy looked at T34 passing by downstairs with longing in his eyes.

"Ania, you are still a child, it's too early for you to join the army!" Oyama Suzuya said while touching Anya's cute little head.

"Sister, when you marry big brother, can I play with those big toys?" Anya withdrew her gaze from the tank downstairs and asked her cousin with anticipation.

"Don't talk nonsense, little kid!" Oyama Lingmei thought of the handsome officer who had given her a collection of poems before, and a complex look of shame and resentment appeared on her face.

As Zhou Ke's official position became higher and higher, the group of annoying suitors around her gradually disappeared, and even if they met her in normal times, they would stay away from her.

The aunts and uncles in the family who had always introduced her to potential partners seemed to have received some kind of instructions and never disturbed her again, as if her marriage had become a taboo.

In the beginning of this good time when no one was chattering in her ears, Oyama Suzuya was very happy. She could do what she liked and didn't have to accept those dogmas that she thought were useless every day.

But the good times didn't last long. One day, she suddenly learned from her father that she would marry the general she had only met a few times. Since then, Oyama Suzuya felt that she was no longer happy.

"Lingya, starting tonight you are going to learn some necessary etiquette knowledge from your third aunt!" Oyama Nagahiro said with some guilt as he looked at his daughter who inherited the good genes from him and his wife.

At first, he was against his daughter's relationship with the young master of the Matsudaira family, but as time went on, the nagging that originally lingered in his daughter's ears came to him.

Many important figures whom he could not ignore started to work on his ideology. This made Dashan Changheng, who had originally thought that he was outside the high-level political circle, once again feel the long-lost sense of real attention.

After that, he no longer objected to his daughter marrying the young man who was a joint descendant of the Matsudaira and Shimazu families.

Dashan Changheng even hoped that the two could have more contact, get to know each other better and build a foundation for love. But Zhou Ke, who was full of rebellion, was too busy and never had the opportunity to spend a long time with his girl.

"Dad, you said you wouldn't arrange a marriage for me!" Oyama Suzuya sounded a little aggrieved.

She was very satisfied with Zhou Ke's conversation and identity, and was willing to submit to the arrangement of fate. However, Dashan Lingya always felt that her relationship with that person seemed to be missing something, which was a little different from the marriage she had expected.

"Suzume, you are an adult too..."

"Dad, I understand. I will go to my third aunt to learn!" Oyama Lingya interrupted Oyama Changheng's slightly pale explanation.

Since fate has arranged this, she has some affection for her future lover. Now men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough, so why not just get married first and then fall in love!

..........

In Tokyo, after the Tiger Guards completely took over the defense of Tokyo from Prince Toshihiko Higashikuni, the troops gathered around Tokyo began to receive training on the spot.

"Jinping, I never thought that our Matsudaira family would have the day to turn the tables and become the masters!" Matsudaira Tsuneo couldn't help but feel deeply moved as he looked at the soldiers coming and going in neat rows downstairs.

"Sixth Grandpa, how is my grandfather doing now?" Zhou Ke asked about Matsudaira Tadashi, whom he had not seen since he came to Tokyo.

"Alas, I saw with my own eyes that day that your grandfather stepped over the torii gate and seemed to disappear. He never came out of the shrine again." Matsudaira Tsuneo replied.

"Then the issue of my grandfather's safety..."

"Zhen Ping, don't think too much. Your grandfather's safety is guaranteed, but there are some things that we can't interfere with."

"I believe that your grandfather will come out naturally when it is time for him to do so." Matsudaira Tsuneo knew that Zhou Ke had misunderstood, and quickly spoke to comfort him.

"Sixth Grandpa, why are you getting more and more mysterious? Now everything is based on science. What is going on with my grandfather?"

"Even if there are some evil spirits in the shrine, I believe that T34 Bodhisattva and Katyusha Buddha can help them to be liberated!"

Since Zhou Ke was reborn, he has some faith in gods and Buddhas, but not much. He is still a staunch supporter of the idea that "how many teachers can God have?"

Before, Zhou Ke was a little hesitant to use the power of the shrine. Now that he has a large army and has completed most of his plans, he really doesn't believe that a tank can't defeat a small shrine.

"...Zhen Ping, you're overthinking it. No matter how mysterious the shrine is, it can't withstand a high-poundage bomb. Your grandfather will probably be able to come out before your wedding. We just have to wait."

"By the way, I've heard you mention the current situation before. Are you sure you want to end this war?" Matsudaira Tsuneo seemed reluctant to talk more about the shrine and turned to talk about the current war.

"That's right, at least the Chinese battlefield must end as soon as possible! There are too many Chinese people, and we have been trapped in the vast ocean of people's war for too long!"

"That is a nation that will not surrender to any invader. There is no need for us to fight them to the death. The empire's military strength has long been stretched to the limit!" Zhou Ke sighed thoughtfully.

"Regarding the issue of the Chinese battlefield, in fact, many people in the empire's upper echelons have long wanted to end it, but the Manchurian issue has always been a hurdle that cannot be overcome!"

"I think even if we are willing to negotiate with the Chinese, the Chinese will not agree on the issue of territorial sovereignty!" Matsudaira Tsuneo said with a frown.

The Kwantung Army has now become a separate faction. Even the Emperor cannot effectively control these weapons that are gradually becoming conscious, not to mention that Emperor Showa is now dead.

"Sixth Grandfather, do you know why no one from the Shimazu family cooperated with you when you launched the Imperial Palace Incident?"

"Why? Could it be that..." Matsudaira Tsuneo looked into Zhou Ke's deep gaze and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

The number of people placed by their Matsudaira family in the imperial guards is not small. It doesn't make sense that the Shimazu family, which has always been in opposition to the emperor, has no one to participate in the change of the Imperial Palace!

Even now that the dust has settled, Matsudaira Tsuneo is still somewhat puzzled by this question. Now that Zhou Ke has reminded him, he finally understands the reason.

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