I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Miura didn't look at Ah Ting at this time, so he didn't see—As soon as he took his gaze back, Ah Ting's mouth twitched:

—Isn’t it just doing a business with someone, and then mutual benefit... Isn’t this a great thing?

Miura's Natong brag just now, Ah Ting actually listened to her ears without missing a word.

Regarding Miura's boasting just now, Ah Ting's thoughts... Simply put, just two words: this is it?

To give a similar example-Ah Ding's current feeling is probably like hearing a bunch of children boasting about how far they have successfully thrown urine today.

When you hear a bunch of kids boasting about their peeing skills in a serious manner, your thoughts are probably only "just this" and "is this what a great thing?".

—I’m...I stayed with Ah Yi for too long, so my eyes became weird before I knew it...?

The corners of Ah Ding's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled knowingly.

Since meeting Ogata, various "big scenes" have been one after another.

Destroyed Nijo Castle, destroyed Shiranuiri, and broke the 10,000 army of the shogunate...

Perhaps before encountering Ogata, Amachi might still be surprised by Miura's big business that earned 3,000 taels of gold and an izakaya in one go, and felt that Miura's family was very powerful.

but now…

There is no fluctuation in Ah Ding's heart, only feeling "this is it?".

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After enjoying the compliments of his friends for a while, Miura raised his hand to signal that the friends were quiet.

"Okay, okay, let's have a good chat later, let's continue to listen to Miss Chuguang's performance now, we are so messy, Miss Chuguang can't play."

According to the agreement, Chuguang will play 3 pieces at the banquet tonight, and just finished the first one.

After the banquet gradually became quiet under Miura's raised hand, Hatsuko showed a gratifying smile at Miura Zhan, and then played the strings again.

Chu Guang just fiddled with the strings again, but one person suddenly left the table.

This person's name is Takasugi, who loves to drink more than listening to music and chatting.

Since just now, whether it was Hatsumi Masaru playing, or when other friends were touting Miura there, Takasugi kept drinking there.

With so many drinks in his stomach, Takasugi only feels compelling to pee now.

He wasn't very interested in music, so even if Hakuguang had started playing again now, Takasugi picked up his saber without thinking, and quietly left the table, preparing to solve his physical problems outside.

Leaving midway to go to the bathroom or doing other things is normal, so no one cares about Takasugi's departure.

Everyone only glanced at Takasugi who was leaving the seat and continued to do their own things, either listening carefully to Hatsumi's performance, or pretending to be listening carefully, but in essence, they were in a daze...

Xu Tianya is one of the best luxury tea houses in Osaka, and naturally there is no shortage of toilets.

There are not only many toilets, but they are also exceptionally clean without any odor.

After solving his physical problems comfortably in the bathroom, Takasugi, who was constantly burping with alcohol, strode back to the banquet while leaning on the saber around his waist.

—I have been wearing 2 knives around my waist, and I am really tired... It seems that I have to spend a little more time to get used to the new identity of "Samurai".

Takasugi laughed "hum," and patted the double knives on his waist.

Takasugi is the son of a wealthy businessman in Osaka who has just developed in recent years.

Almost every business that has developed will try to change their family from a business to a martial artist-Takasugi is no exception.

Half a month ago, Takasugi and his family finally succeeded in relying on the method of "recruiting samurai as their son-in-law", making Takasugi a child of the samurai family.

Becoming a samurai—this is one of Takasugi's long-cherished wishes. And this long-cherished wish is now finally fulfilled.

During this time, let alone the saber, Takasugi even wanted to sleep with his saber in his arms.

The bathroom was not far from Miura's room. After a while, the door of the room appeared within Takasugi's field of vision.

However, just at this moment-an old man with a very simple dress and a bucket and a rag in his hand appeared in front of him.

Takasugi didn't know how to wear knives, so the knives around his waist were worn slantingly and very unconvincingly.

In the normal way of wearing, the scabbard should be protruding directly behind the person.

However, the scabbard of Takasugi's sword is obliquely behind Takasugi... it almost sticks straight out to Takasugi's left side.

The old man, who was about to pass by Takasugi, frowned at this moment-the corridor was not so wide, and Takasugi's method of sabre, nearly half of the corridor was blocked by Takasugi's scabbard.

Touching the samurai's scabbard is tantamount to provoking the samurai—this was common sense in the Edo period.

In this era, it is a taboo to get dirty and straddle the samurai's saber, and to touch the samurai's scabbard indiscriminately is also a taboo.

"Hey! You touched my scabbard! You brave brat!"-This is a saying that is easy to hear on the streets in the Edo period.

A very small number of demons even draw their swords because of this, and want to fight the person who touched their scabbard.

People collectively refer to a series of disputes caused by "touching the scabbard of others" as "sheathing".

In order not to cause "sheathing", the old man frowned while pressing his body against the wall next to him, trying his best to stay away from Takasugi's saber.

The old man's plan...is half successful.

Judging from the distance between the two, the old man walking against the wall is almost impossible to touch Takasugi's scabbard—but he ignored the huge bucket in his hand.

Boom.

When the two passed by, the old man's bucket and Takasugi's scabbard gently knocked together.

Takasugi immediately turned his head like a conditioned reflex, and looked at the old man who touched his scabbard.

Seeing the old man dressed plainly, with a bucket and a rag in his hand, and dressed as a waiter, Takasugi immediately shouted at the old man aggressively:

"Hey, old man, you touched my scabbard."

The old man is not a good-tempered person.

He originally thought that Takasugi, who wears the sword like a ghost, has a bigger problem. He feels that he has done his best and is not at fault. He rebuked without thinking and without showing weakness:

"Young man, since you don't want others to touch your scabbard, please wear the knife better."

Takasugi's eyebrows were immediately erected.

Under the influence of alcohol, Takasugi took out the knife from his waist without thinking.

"Old man, have you seen this thing in my hand? Do you want to try being'ruled' by the samurai?"

Rudeness-samurai can kill civilians on the grounds of ‘disrespect’.

Takasugi, who suddenly drew his sword, made the old man's complexion change, and quickly took two steps back.

Because of his high age, the old man's legs and feet were already unstable. When he stepped back subconsciously, he accidentally tripped his left foot and fell on the ground.

The old man's reaction made Takasugi very satisfied. After a few laughs, he closed his sword and returned it to its sheath.

"I will spare you this time, and pay attention to me next time."

Takasugi walked away triumphantly, laughing in his heart:

—Finally, I have experienced what a "sheath" is like!

Takasugi, who has just become a samurai, has long wanted to try to see what it feels like to yell at someone, "You touched my scabbard!"

It's a pity that after finally becoming a samurai, Takasugi hasn't encountered the opportunity to try to be a "sheath" for a long time.

Today finally got his wish. I ran into someone who was very plainly dressed and felt quite bullied.

Because he just wanted to try to yell "You touched my scabbard" to others, he didn't plan to do anything to the old man from the beginning. After frightening the old man, Takasugi didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Takasugi was too lazy to talk to the old man again, but the old man "will not forget" Takasugi.

With a sullen face, the old man slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Takasugi's leaving back.

Until he saw Takasugi open the door of a room not far away and entered that room, the old man silently remembered the location of the room, and then walked away quickly.

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When Takasugi came back, Hatsuko had just finished playing the second piece.

As soon as he returned to his seat, he heard someone ask him:

"Takasugi, what's the matter? He looked very happy."

The person who asked this question was Miura.

"It's okay." Takasugi smiled at Miura, "It just taught the next rude old man a little bit."

Takasugi briefed everyone at the banquet about what happened to him just now.

"Awesome." A thin man sitting next to Takasugi patted Takasugi on the shoulder. "Unexpectedly, you have just become a samurai, so you look like a samurai!"

Hearing praise from his friends, Takasugi smiled happily.

"...Although Takasugi-san, you defended the glory of the samurai, there is nothing wrong with it..." But at this time, someone said in a worried tone, "But after all, this is Xu Tianya. It is better to keep a low profile as much as possible, so as not to cause any trouble..."

As one of the best luxury tea houses in Osaka, there are no ordinary people who can come to Xu Tianya for consumption.

"Don't worry. Looking at the old man's appearance, he is probably just the waiter here! There is nothing to be afraid of!" After that, Takasugi waved his hand boldly.

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At this moment, a room not far from Ogata and the others—

"...I understand the specific reason." Yukimura nodded solemnly, "Should I help investigate the disappearance in Kansai..."

The tall young man sitting across from Yukimura nodded: "That's right. Once there is any result, immediately report to us, pay or whatever, everything is easy to discuss."

As soon as the young man's voice came to an end, Yukimura waved his hand quickly: "You don't need any remuneration for such a trivial matter!"

"My lord, please feel free to leave the matter to me! I tomorrow...no, I will arrange staff to find clues to the disappearance later!"

The young man nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

At this time, a confidant of Yukimura walked quickly to Yumura's side and said something softly to Yukimura's ears.

Yukimura's face changed a little as soon as the words of his cronies fell.

"My lord. Please stay here for a while. I'm in a hurry and I want to stay away for a while."

"It's okay, if you have anything to do, go ahead. Anyway, I have finished talking about the important things that I want to tell you."

After expressing his gratitude to Makimura several times, Yukimura quickly walked out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Yukimura saw an old man dressed plainly.

"Father-in-law." Yukimura asked the old man anxiously, "What the **** happened? Which guy is so rude to you?"

The old man's name was Kameda Taisuke. Compared with his name, he was still a bit more famous-Yukimura's father-in-law.

He is a wealthy businessman in Nagasaki, and a fierce man who eats all black and white like Yukimura. About twenty years ago, he married his daughter to Yukimura and married Yukimura as relatives.

In recent years, due to his advanced age, Kameda has given all his family business to his eldest son.

He wanted to retire just now, but found out that he was a person who couldn't stay idle.

After spending a few days at home, he felt uncomfortable.

Kameda can no longer get involved in a business that consumes a lot of brainpower and energy, so in order to pass the boring time, he started doing his favorite thing-cleaning.

For some reason, Kameda loves cleaning very much, so he became a cleaner in their Kameda shop.

Kameda started from scratch by himself, and it took countless hardships to create such a family business.

Because of the hardship, Kameda has been simple, and will always be a very simple dress no matter what.

Kameda, who lives in Nagasaki, regularly visits Osaka in spring every year to meet his daughter and son-in-law.

Kameda went to Osaka as usual this year at the beginning of spring, and arrived in Osaka 10 days ago.

After arriving in Osaka and receiving a warm reception from Yukimura, Kameda realized that his son-in-law had recently acquired such a luxurious tea house as Xu Tianya.

Kameda's "soul of cleaning" immediately burned.

He is so old and has never cleaned a tea house!

Since coming to Osaka, Kameda has been working as a "temporary cleaner" at Xu Tianya from time to time.

Yukimura also knows his father-in-law’s weird quirks. Out of respect for his father-in-law, Yukimura has nothing to do with Kameda’s bizarre hobby. Anyway, this hobby is not dangerous, and it will not cause trouble to him-but he did not expect to come out today. By accident.

"Yagogoro." Kameda said Shen Sheng towards Yukimura slowly, "I was almost cut off by an impolite guy just now."

Kameda informed Yukimura about the series of encounters he had just experienced in the corridor.

After hearing the reason and course of the matter, Yukimura snorted coldly: "I don't even wear a knife, so I still have the face to reprimand others..."

Before he had any major achievements, Kameda betrothed his baby daughter to him, and Yukimura has always admired his father-in-law to the utmost.

The father-in-law was treated so rudely by a stunned boy—he couldn't ignore it no matter what.

"Father-in-law, you remember which room the kid entered, right? That would be easier..."

Yukimura turned his head and asked the cronies behind him: "Quickly check, I want to know who the people in that room are."

The cronies agreed and left quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the cronies returned to Yukimura with a thick book.

"That room was reserved for a banquet by Miura Taro tonight." The cronies quickly flipped through the thick book.

"Miuraya? Still a familiar name. Taro Miura is the son of Keiemon Miura...huh, if that's the case, it's easy to handle." Yukimura sneered a few times. Pull the knife...Father-in-law, don't worry, I'll go and help you get back justice immediately."

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At this time, Chuguang has played the third...and also the last one.

After hearing the third song played by Hatsumi, Ogata couldn't help feeling a sigh of relief—tonight's task is finally about to be completed.

After Chuguang has played the third song, they can leave here.

At that time, the work of Ogata and Amachi's "temporary workers" can be declared over.

However, at this moment, just when Chuguang's third piece was played less than halfway through, the only two doors of the room were opened at the same time.

Afterwards, dozens of people dressed as samurai filed into the room along the door that was jerked open.

The sudden entrance of these uninvited guests shocked everyone in the room, and the sound of Chuguang's piano stopped at this time.

Shibata, who was sitting next to Ogata, stood up subconsciously and stood in front of Hatsuko.

Ogata knelt and sat on the spot calmly, without moving-but like professional inertia, subconsciously observing the positions of the dozens of samurai who suddenly rushed into the house...

And... in what order should they be cut in order to kill them most efficiently...

Just before the completion of tonight's mission, something happened suddenly-for some reason, neither Ogata nor Amachi felt surprised or angry about it.

Both of them are quite calm, and both have a feeling of "accustomed to" and "unexpected and reasonable"...

"Who are you?! Why trespass into the room I'm waiting for!" Miura stood up with a "whoop" at this time, and shouted in full anger.

Among all the people at the banquet, Miura has the most background and energy. Miura can be said to be the backbone of their group. Therefore, after Miura got up and uttered this very imposing shout to the uninvited guests, the expressions of the panic-faced people in the room slowly became calm.

Very few people also stood up like Miura did, and loudly questioned these people who suddenly rushed.

"You're Miura Taro?" At this moment, a faint voice rang out from outside the room, "It's pretty much like your father. Don't worry, I won't bother you for too long. After I help my father-in-law get justice, I Leave immediately."

As soon as this faint voice fell, Ogata and the others saw an old man and a middle-aged man with a cross scar on his face, walking into the room one after another.

After seeing the middle-aged man with a cross scar on his face, Miura...no, it should be said that most of the people in the room, including Hatsumi and Shibata, all changed their expressions.

Especially Miura, the expression on his face changed the most exaggerated, the whole face immediately seemed to be magical, and instantly turned pale: "Fortunately, Mr. Yukimura...you, why are you here?"

Yukimura ignored Miura’s question, but asked Kameda:

"Father-in-law. Come and identify it. Who was the one who wanted to drew a knife and slashed at you?"

"...That person." Kameda raised his finger and pointed at Takasugi. "He is the one who obviously didn't wear his own knife, but instead reprimanded me for hitting his knife and wanted to slash me with the knife. ."

When Yukimura first entered the room, Takasugi also recognized for the first time that this person was the famous Yumura.

Just now, when he saw Yukimura yelling "father-in-law" to the old man he was playing with, Takasugi felt a chill rushing from his heel to the sky spirit cover.

He was so scared that he was not even drunk, nor was he triumphant after playing Kameda before. After Kameda put down his finger, Takasugi immediately knelt down on the ground as if he was sitting on the ground.

"No, I'm very sorry! It was all my fault just now! I didn't wear the knife well!"

Takasugi apologized in crying voice.

Takasugi has forgotten all about the glory and dignity of the samurai.

Yukura looked at Takasugi indifferently, then turned to Kameda and asked:

"Father-in-law, what are you going to do with this kid?"

"Fortunately, Mr. Yukimura!" Miura now boldly shouted to Yukimura, "I am Miura Taro from Miuraya!"

"Me, my friend accidentally did something wrong. But you see-my friend is known to be wrong, can you please bypass him?"

No matter how stupid Miura was, he knew what happened.

That guy Takasugi provokes Yukimura.

At this moment, Miura only felt that the whole world was spinning.

Although he and his group of friends are both rich and noble, they can only show their power in front of ordinary people.

In front of the real bosses in Osaka, their family business is not worth mentioning.

And Yukimura happens to be the kind of "real boss."

Miura had just made a deal with Yukimura before boasting about his family, how amazing it was.

In a blink of an eye, Yukimura appeared menacingly before his eyes...

The rational part of my mind told Miura-this time I must pretend to be dumb and not force my head.

But Miura's face-saving heart has always been ready to move.

Almost all of his friends are here. If he were dumb without a word at this time, wouldn't he be like a coward and shameless?

After weighing the pros and cons, Miura finally decided-to stand up for face!

Suddenly Miura drew Yukimura's line of sight.

"...You Miuraya just did business with me a while ago, so I don't want to say anything too bad to you. This is my personal hatred with your friend, so don't interrupt."

Yukimura was extremely rude to Miura's words, it can be said that he did not give Miura any face.

However, Miura didn't even have the courage to be angry with Yukimura...

After hearing what Yukumura had just said, he immediately closed his mouth tightly, not daring to say a word.

Kameda has been looking at Takasugi who knelt to apologize with thoughtful eyes since just now.

In less than a minute, Takasugi, Miura and others felt as long as a century.

Finally—for Takasugi at this time, words like the sound of nature came into his ears:

"...Forget it." Kameda shook his head, "Since this kid has apologized, let this matter pass."

As soon as Kameda's words fell, Takasugi immediately knocked his head like garlic and said thank you loudly.

Not only did Takasugi breathe a sigh of relief, Miura also let go.

Seeing that the matter could be resolved peacefully this time, Miura only felt that the big rocks in his heart had fallen to the ground.

Ogata watched all this calmly all the way—he didn't bother to care about Miura and the others.

His current job is only to protect Chuguang.

"Father-in-law, since you said that, let it be what you said."

Since his father-in-law said "Forget it", Yukimura didn't say much, respecting the old man's choice.

He still has a VIP to entertain, so he doesn't want to waste too much time here.

Just when Yukimura wanted to greet his subordinates to leave, he finally noticed at this moment—Hatsuko who was sitting in the corner of the room with shamisen in his arms.

When Yukimura and the others first broke into the room, Chuguang's expression also changed, but he quickly recovered his composure.

For everything that happened just now, Chuguang also took a calm and onlooker attitude.

At this moment, Yukimura finally noticed Chuguang. After watching Chuguang thoughtfully for a while, he strode towards Chuguang.

"Miss Chuguang, it's been a long time since I saw you." Yukimura showed a gentle smile as he walked towards Chuguang.

Hatsumitsu once played at a banquet in Yuxingmura, so Hatsumitsu and Hatsumitsu met each other.

"Sir Yukimura." Hatsumi smiled and saluted Yukimura, "Long time no see."

"I didn't expect you to perform here tonight." At this time, Yukimura had already walked up to Chuguang, "I'm very sorry, I seem to have disturbed your performance."

Chuguang shook his head, speaking a very official Chase cliché.

Hatsumi and Yukimura came and went, after a simple greeting, Yukimura cleared his throat:

"Ms. Chuguang, to be honest, I have an old friend here tonight."

"I don't want to lose courtesy when dealing with old friends from afar."

"So, I would like to invite Miss Chuguang to come and play for the old friend here, I wonder if it is convenient for you to Miss Chuguang?"

First Mitsui looked at Yukimura in front of him with a surprised look, then smiled and shook his head:

"Sorry, I can only go to one place to play every night. Since I've already played the strings here tonight, I can't go to another place to play."

You can only play it once in one place every night-this is the rule set by Yotaemon to maintain the value of the first light.

Seeing that his invitation was rejected, Yukimura frowned slightly.

"Can't you just accompany it occasionally?"

"Sorry, Mr. Yukimura." Chuguang smiled again and shook his head, "Rules are rules."

Yukimura's brows frowned even tighter.

Although Yukimura's brows have tightened, Ogata didn't feel any malice from him.

Originally, when he saw Yukimura walking towards them in stride, Ogata thought that this person had come with bad intentions, and while preparing for any emergencies, he secretly sighed in his heart:

—Why can’t I complete my **** mission tonight quietly?

Now it seems-Ogata is too worried, this Yukimura is not here to find their fault.

Just when Yukimura opened his mouth and was about to say something more—

"Yukimura! What are you doing to the VIPs I'm waiting for?!"

There was a shout from outside the door not far away.

This shout undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

The owner of this shout was a tall young man standing outside the door of the room.

"My lord?" Yukimura was surprised.

Ogata and Amachi were also surprised.

As soon as the shouting sounded, Ogata's expressions changed at the same time.

"Makimura...?" Ogata turned to look at the tall young man standing outside the room, and whispered the name softly.

Under the gaze of everyone in the room, UU read www.uukanshu.com, a tall young man...that is, Makimura strode to the side of Ogata and Amachi, and then looked up and down Ogata and Amachi from head to home.

"You didn't get what Yukumura did, right?"

Before Ogata could answer, Makimura glared at Yukimura anxiously.

"Yukimura, you shouldn't do anything rude to the two distinguished guests I'm waiting for, right?"

Hatsumi, Shibata, Yukimura and others, Miura and others... Everyone in the room at this time fixed their shocked eyes on Ogata and Amachi.

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