On this day, the manager of the Su family's mansion, He Wu Ye, came out of the mansion with a heavy heart, taking three steps and swaying five steps as he went to his familiar tea house to drink some good tea and refresh his mind. Recently, He Wu Ye had been troubled by many things and was naturally not feeling well.

  Since the fall of the Qing dynasty, He Wu Ye's good days as the second-in-command of the Su King Fu had come to an end. Originally a house-born slave of the Su King Fu, he had protected the entire family during the 1900 Boxer Rebellion and even personally went to the front lines during the Xinhai Revolution to successfully purchase enough military supplies for the royal masters of the Zongshang Party. The previous year, he had single-handedly obtained tens of thousands of guns for the party's forces in Northeast China while in Shanghai. Unfortunately, these military supplies were seized by Zhang Hu Zi from Northeast China as soon as they left Dalian. However, this did not affect He Wu Ye's status in front of Su King Fu. The world had changed and now even the royal masters had become powerless and without influence. Even a small official from the Military and Political Law Enforcement Agency dared to extort money from him, let alone someone like himself who was just a slave.

  In the past, when I went to the tea house, it wasn't uncommon for people to fawn all over me, asking how I was doing and whatnot. But now, if I go in again, they act as if I'm nobody. That's why Old Man He started hating this new Republic.

  Recently, a Japanese man named Kawashima came to our house and kept persuading the king to move to Dalian to live. The fifth master did not dare to agree that the little Japanese could have good intentions. If the king really believed him, he would suffer greatly. However, the king is now determined to restore the Qing Dynasty and does not listen to his own advice. Alas, thinking about it, the king is also a pitiful person. Old Buddha was a famous honest official at that time, and he followed him to manage Chongwen Gate, such a big fat job. The king did not even take one cent from his family's money, but Old Buddha was unhappy at that time, saying that if it were all like the Su King, who would do this in the future?

  The great Qing dynasty ended up being destroyed by a single word "greed". Look at the princes of other dynasties, which one is not wealthy enough to rival a country? But how many are truly willing to restore the Qing dynasty? They're all just calculating their own interests and living their own small lives.

  He Wu Ye drank a cup of tea and felt it wasn't to his taste, so he decided to call the waiter to warm up some wine and serve two plates of peanuts. This day was really unbearable. Meanwhile, in an unnoticed corner, four young people were eating fried spring rolls and drinking tea. After sitting for a while, the four young people left.

  These four young people were none other than Wang Ya-qiao, Xu Xi-yong, and Fang Zhen-wu and Yu Ya-long who had just returned from Japan and were preparing to make a big move in Beijing. As soon as they returned to their temporary rental hut, Fang Zhen-wu spoke up: "Brother Jiuguang is just a small fry, killing him won't have any impact, not to mention he doesn't have much money worth us taking such a huge risk."

  Xu Xiyong furrowed his brow unconsciously and said: "Zhenwu, when we're doing revolution, our eyes can't be fixed on money all the time."

  Fang Zhenwu smiled awkwardly, but then heard Wang Yaqiao nodding and saying: "Xi Yong, our concept is probably going to have to change. Actually, what Zhenwu said isn't wrong. We can't make a revolution without money. You've also seen how we recruit those outside informants - every single one of them wants money. Revolution may be sacred, but the country needs to be loved and protected with dedication. However, after all, everyone still lives in the mundane world, needing to support their families, wear clothes, and eat food."

  Yu Yalong also nodded and said: "I think Mr. Sun can't beat Old Yuan because he doesn't have money."

  Xu Xiyong thought for a moment, but puffed up his eyes and glared at Yu Yalong: "You'd better not say such things, you little brat. If you said this to Mr. Sun's face, he would be so angry that he'd spit blood!"

  Then Xu Xiyong seemed to remember something: "Jiuguang, based on the information provided by our insider in Su Wangfu, recently there have been Japanese people entering and exiting Su Wangfu, I don't know what kind of conspiracy they are plotting again. Should we just get rid of the Japanese together?"

  Wang Ya-qiao thought for a moment and said, "This can be done simultaneously, but Mr. Wo Long's instructions should take precedence. This guy named He Wu-ye must be in charge of dealing with the Japanese situation, and we need to get it done quickly and cleanly. This is the first action of our Iron Blood Patriotic Society, so only success is allowed, no failure."

  Everyone solemnly responded in unison

  "General, this is Axe sending it" Wang Chenhao handed a letter to Wang Zhenyu. Axe was the code name of Wang Yaxiao.

  Wang Zhenyu carefully read it and then burned it with a candle: "The axe, they have different ideas about killing He Wu Ye. They say that after careful consideration, this person is not bad, he's a loyal servant. I know this person is a loyal servant, but for our great cause, precisely such people must die. You said, Chen Hao."

  Wang Chenhao, who possessed extraordinary skills, involuntarily trembled upon hearing this and said in a low voice: "It's entirely up to the general."

  Wang Zhenyu seemed to have sensed the conflict in Wang Chenhao's heart and smiled slightly, changing the subject: "Oh, they also found out that a Japanese man named Kawashima Ransui has been frequently entering and exiting the Sui King's palace. It seems that the Japanese are still not giving up on their plan to manipulate our Sui King. Haha, those people have big guts, actually thinking of getting rid of this Japanese person. Don't they know that killing a Japanese person would cause trouble for our President Yuan?"

  Wang Chenhao seemed to have heard something different: "What does that handsome man mean?"

  "Go give the axe to them and send a message that this Japanese man is a sex-starved devil who will ruin someone's daughter in the future. Kill this Japanese man, those Japanese people who fantasize about becoming gods every day are not afraid of death, so if we're going to play, let's make it terrifying, confiscate his tools for committing crimes."

  "General, you are too evil!"

  "Confiscate case tools What kind of instruction is this?" The robust Fang Zhenwu was the first to raise a question This term is too new.

  Wang Ya-qiao also furrowed his brow: "What does this mean?"

  Still, Xu Xian's clever brain came up with a plan and he slapped his thigh, saying: "This move is brilliant! No wonder it's the Sleeping Dragon. Think about it, those short and puny Easterners aren't afraid of death. They're not afraid, so even if we kill more, we can't stop the Japanese from going to persuade Su Zhenwang."

  Fang Zhenwu and Yu Yalong, who had been to Japan before, nodded in unison. The lean and mean Yu Yalong said: "These Japanese people are fanatically pursuing death, as long as they give it a meaning, they will die faster than anyone else. I reckon if we kill one of them, they'll just add another memorial tablet at the Yasukuni Shrine."

  Xu Xiyong said: "It seems that the rumor is true, so the meaning of Sleeping Dragon should be 'don't kill'".

  "Won't kill" Wang Yaqiao exclaimed "That Sleeping Dragon is going to keep this little Japanese guy to continue causing trouble"

  Xu Xi Yong shook his head and said: "Of course not, but let him suffer a fate worse than death. This old man is a lustful person, so castrate him."

  Wang Ya Qiao thought for a moment: "Great, if this happens several more times, those little Japanese will hear the name of our Iron Blood Comrades Society and won't they hurry to cover their own behinds? Hahaha"

  Everyone burst out laughing

  Kawashima Naniwa has been feeling quite pleased with himself lately, thinking that he has spent a full 25 years in China. He had hoped to help the Empire gain control of Manchuria. Two years ago, he launched the first Manchu independence movement in Northeast China, but it ended up being a disaster. Not only did the military supplies he smuggled from Shanghai end up being used by Zhang Zuolin to expand his Fengtian Army, but he also lost half of the Qing dynasty's power in Northeast China. What's more, after the incident, the Japanese government not only failed to support him but instead chose to pursue a policy of Sino-Japanese friendship. What do these bureaucrats know?

  After the failure, Kawashima Naniwa came to Beijing again to continue to mobilize the Manchu royal family members to return to Manchuria and continue to instigate the second and third Manchu restoration movements.

  Just now, Su Wangye had already agreed to move his whole family to Lushun and join him in plotting the Manchu Restoration Movement. Thinking of this, Kawashima Naniwa felt a few pounds lighter, and his pace quickened as he walked home.

  After turning the corner in front, I arrived at the entrance of my own hutong. Kawashima, who was equipped with a samurai sword, surprisingly hummed a Japanese folk tune excitedly.

  "Ah Wu" Kawashima had just passed the corner when his mouth was suddenly covered by a large hand. Before he could even struggle, his head was hit hard and he immediately fell into a state of unconsciousness.

  "Yalong, remember that if you cut off your testicles, you'll die and our Tiexue Aiguo Hui's reputation will be ruined, do you know that?" Fang Zhenwu urged while looking around at the situation.

  "What's your hurry? If you're so anxious, come yourself. I'm not a eunuch who only does this kind of thing."

  Right after that, Yu Ya Long went down with one axe, and it was clear that he had experience in killing people, knowing where the blood would splatter, directly not going to that station.

  Kawashima was awakened by a severe pain in his lower body and let out a scream before fainting again.

  "Quick retreat!" Fang Zhenwu threw the iron-blooded patriotic society's placard and axe at Kawashima, called out to Yu Yalong, and ran away according to the previously observed route.

  "Your Highness, something terrible has happened!" Prince Su Shun was having his breakfast when he saw the steward rush in to report the news, also somewhat panicked. "What's wrong? Has that idiot from the Military and Politics Enforcement Office surrounded this place and come to arrest me?"

  "Master Wang, what are you talking about? It's not like that. The eight families' affairs were handled by He Guan Shi, and he hanged himself at home in the middle of the night."

  Shan Qi was shocked when he heard the news and couldn't believe it was himself who had gone to Lao Yuan's place last time to beg for death. Lao Yuan had scolded the people from the Military and Political Department of Law Enforcement, and now they were taking out their anger on Shan Qi, giving him a warning. Thinking of this, Shan Qi fell into his seat: "Too arrogant, too arrogant."

  He himself couldn't just sit and wait for death. Old Zhang thought of this and loudly shouted: "Someone prepare the sedan chair, follow me to Tie Shi Zi Hutong, I'm going to invite death."

  At this time a servant rushed in and said: "Something's happened to the master! Just received news that Mr. Kawashima, the Japanese who left our mansion yesterday, has been killed."

  "What" shouted the old man in fright, his brain was better than that of ordinary princes, so he immediately knew that this matter was not simple. These two things were placed together, and it was absolutely not what the Military Law Enforcement Bureau was avenging, but there was another pair of eyes watching him. If the truth about the matter was exposed, then this would be a real trouble.

  Looking at his master in a daze, he quietly asked: "Will you go to the Presidential Palace, Your Highness?"

  "Go go hurry up and go"