I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Zhizhou was nagging for a long time, before finally "letting go" Yishihua.

After leaving the utility room with dense passages in tandem with Isshiki, Zhizhou seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly turned his head and said to Isshiki:

"Hua, I almost forgot to tell you."

"Tonight, I'm going to join your father in the'clean talk', do you want to come together?"

"'Clean talk'..." Isshiki's beautiful brows frowned slightly, "Will Duan Jirou participate in tonight's'Clean talk"?"

"Well, Lord Duanjiro will also participate in tonight's ‘Clean Talk’."

"Then I'm not going." Isshiki replied without thinking.

"Xiaohua..." Naozhou said helplessly, "Why do you hate Lord Danjiro so much?"

"I should have told Grandpa, did you? I hate Duan Jirou's kind of man who can't wait to soak in Yukuo every day." Isshihua's brows wrinkled more tightly at this time.

"Danjiro-sama is indeed a bit lustful, but this is not an intolerable shortcoming. Many big people are lustful."

"Except for the small flaw of being a little bit lustful, Mr. Danjiro is a very good man in every respect."

"Although it's just a commoner who doesn't even have a surname, he has a tolerance that even I have to subdue..."

Before Zhi Zhou's words were finished, Isshihua interrupted Zhi Zhou's words:

"Okay, grandpa. No matter how good Duanjiro-sama is in other aspects, I am a frequent visitor who hates this kind of travel."

"Tonight's'clean talk', you and your father will go to participate. I will not go."

"All right..." Straight Zhou scratched the hair on the back of his head, "If you don't want to participate, then forget it."

"You can stay home tonight."

"Since you plan to stay at home tonight, let me give you a task."

"Xiaohua, you can concentrate on learning calligraphy from your mother tonight."

"Calligraphy?" Xiaohua frowned again with her newly stretched brows, "Why?"

"There is no special reason, just want to make you more like a child of the martial arts family." Zhi Zhouyi glanced with a slightly dissatisfied glance, "You should also know how bad your calligraphy is. Bar?"

The expression on Isshiki's face froze with embarrassment.

"As a child of the martial arts family, you must at least have the ability to write good characters no matter what." Zhi Zhou continued, "Otherwise, after you get married, your ugly handwriting is very likely to attract your husband's family. laugh."

"I used to be too indulgent to you, I have to be stricter with you now."

After hearing Zhi Zhou mention "marry out" and other words, the corner of Isshiki's eyes jumped.

"...Grandpa, you really never forget my marriage."

"Of course, after all, I don't want to watch my granddaughter become an old woman who is too old to be wanted."

Zhi Zhou said lightly.

"You should know that too? There are already many families I see very much, just because you are 21 years old this year, you wave your hands, and you don't want such an old girl to be their daughter-in-law."

"...I think it doesn't matter if you can't marry forever." Isshiki flattened her ruddy lips. "I love swordsmanship. Even if I am alone, as long as I have swordsmanship by my side, I can live happily. ."

"Huh!" As soon as Yoshihwa's voice fell, Zhizhou snorted heavily, showing his displeasure, "Stop talking about such stupid things."

After all, Zhizhou paused.

After a moment of silence, he continued:

"...I originally wanted to wait a few days before I mentioned it to you."

"But let me tell you this now."

"Half a month ago, through a friend's introduction, I found a very good man-the eldest son of the Nara White Elephant Museum: There is Ma Zaoyun."

"I have been in contact with this Youma Zaoyun, and he is indeed a very good man."

"Good family background, good conversation, good looks, and the right age. He is exactly 20 years old this year, and his parents don't mind his son marrying a 21-year-old wife."

"I intend to let you and him meet in the summer at the latest."

"I think you should like that Arima Zaoyun. After all, he is the type you like, and I have seen his swordsmanship with my own eyes."

"Deservingly the eldest son of the famous Nara door-White Elephant Museum, his sword skills are impeccable, and he is absolutely outstanding among his peers. If he is given one or two years, he will probably be able to reach the level of passing on without permission."

Zhi Zhou was talking there, but didn't notice—Isshiki Hua walking behind him had a very obvious expression of impatience and boredom since just now.

"Being behind me again, have you secretly searched for this so-called outstanding talent..." Isshiki murmured in a volume that only she could hear.

Nao Zhou continued to introduce the excellence of this "Arima Soun" to Isshika there.

He didn't know-these words of his, when heard in Yi Sehua's ears, were like mosquitoes humming.

The color of impatience and boredom on Isshiki's face became more and more intense.

Then... Isshiki Hua's lips and tongue seemed to suddenly have her own consciousness, and she moved on her own:

"...No matter how good it is, can it still be good enough to live a fast?"

Just after saying this, Yishihua raised her hand to cover her mouth, lowered her eyes, and looked at her lips that had just moved subconsciously with a surprised look.

And Zhi Zhou, who was walking in front of Yi Se Hua, stopped at this time, turned around, and looked at Yi Se Hua in disbelief.

"...Xiaohua." Naozhou's face slowly sank at this time, "I... should have reminded you that I will not let my daughter be someone else's concubine. Not to mention Ichitosai, even the emperor. no."

Before Zhi Zhou had finished speaking, Yi Shi Hua with a complex expression pressed her lips, then turned her body and ran towards the stairs not far away without saying a word.

"Xiao Hua! Xiao Hua!" Zhi Zhou yelled after Isse Hua's back.

No matter how he shouted, Isshiki didn't mean to stop.

Seeing Isshihana's figure disappeared in front of him as he climbed the second floor, Zhizhou sighed heavily:

"What a child who makes people worry..."

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Osaka, Shinmachi, Seven Thatched Cottage—

Ding~Yo~

The current No. 1 artist in Osaka: Chu Guang. At this time, she is sitting in her piano practice room with her eyes closed and her hands touching the piano.

Suddenly—the ceiling above Chu Guang's head suddenly made a strange noise.

Immediately afterwards, with a soft sound of "Kara", a board on the ceiling above Chu Guang's head was removed, and a dark shadow fell sharply from the ceiling, falling firmly in front of Chu Guang.

"...Shibata, what's the matter?" Chuguang stopped Fuqin's hands.

The person who suddenly appeared in front of Chuguang was the guard of Chuguang: Shibata.

"Miss Chuguang." Shibata reached into his arms and felt for something, "There is a new order."

After all, Shibata took out a piece of letter paper that was folded as wide as two thumbs from his arms, and presented the letter paper to Hakuko with both hands.

The first light who took this letter paper and unfolded it looked at ten lines at a glance.

There is not much written in this letter, I read it all at once.

After reading, Chu Guang handed the letter back to Shibata.

"...Shibata. Burn it. Then go down and prepare. There is an important task to perform tonight."

Chuguang put the shamisen in his arms aside, and then stretched out exhaustedly.

"Tonight... It's time to formally slay Shura."

"Sacking...Sura...?" Shibata, who was a little frightened, swallowed hard, "...Miss Chuguang, I don't understand."

"After Shura broke through Nijo Castle in Kyoto, didn't Mr. Toyotomi always want to take him as his own?"

"In order to find Ogata Ichitosai, I did not hesitate to mobilize most of the Iga Ninja's combat power to look for people everywhere."

"Why now suddenly want to kill Shura?"

"Who knows." Chuguang curled his lips. "That guy... is a pervert with a problematic brain. If you can understand perverted thoughts, it would be strange."

"We... can we capture Shura..." Shibata mumbled, "That's a monster that can be defeated by 10,000 shogunate troops..."

"Playing with swords and knives is naturally extremely difficult to contend with that Shura."

"But the pervert of Nobuhide Toyotomi...this is the most indispensable thing."

Chuguang made a shot.

"and this."

Immediately afterwards, he used his mouth to emit onomatopoeias fired by a cannon.

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This evening-

After hastily eating dinner, Zhi Zhou hurriedly left home with Rushui.

The father and son walked through the busy streets and alleys of Osaka, and finally stopped in front of a shop.

The door plaque of this shop is very straightforward.

The three huge Chinese characters "mantouwu" are directly written on it.

Inside this small steamed bun house, the smell of sweet steamed buns continued to emerge. Inside the shop, two women, one old and one young, were steaming buns with proficient techniques.

Zhizhou and Rushui took off the knife from their left waist, held them with their right hands, and strode into the steamed bun house.

The two women, one large and one small, who were busy working in the steamed bun hut, looked strange when they saw Zhizhou and Rushui.

After glancing at the two of them, he went on to do his own business.

The father and son entered the back room of this steamed bun hut with ease, and then climbed the stairs of the back room to the second floor.

There are only 4 rooms on the second floor of this steamed bread house. Zhizhou and Rushui went straight to the corner room.

After opening the door, there were more than ten people sitting in the dark.

These more than ten people almost filled the room with tatami mats. There were only two oil lamps in the room. The scarce light made the light in this room extremely dim.

"Sorry, we are late." Zhi Zhou apologized to everyone in the room while leading Rushui into the room.

"It's ok."

As soon as Zhizhou's apology fell, a middle-aged man with big eyebrows and eyes in the room smiled.

"I'm actually late too, and I haven't been here long."

"Isse family is here, everyone is here, so don't talk nonsense, let's start tonight's ‘clean talk’."

Talking about it—this is one of the black words of Zhizhou and others who secretly gathered to overthrow the Edo shogunate.

They collectively referred to "meetings" as "clear talks."

The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and eyes softened his throat.

"Tonight's talks will still be hosted by Duan Jilang, please give me your advice."

The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes—that is, Duan Jiro bent over to everyone in front of him and bowed.

But Zhi Zhou and the others hurriedly bowed back.

"First of all, I want to announce a good news to everyone-the comrades on the Satsuma clan have succeeded in getting on the line with several high-ranking officials of the Satsuma clan."

As soon as Duanjiro's voice fell, there were cheers in the room immediately.

"Great, great!"

"Finally, I took a solid step forward on the way to fall..."

"Not easy, not easy!"

…

Everyone in the room was cheering. Although Zhizhou and Rushui did not shout like the others, they also showed excitement and excitement on their faces.

Duan Jirou squeezed his palm forward to signal everyone to be quiet, and the noisy cheers gradually subsided.

"Everyone, I can understand your excitement." Duan Jirou said slowly, "but it's too early to be happy now."

"'Launch Satsuma, Changshu and other male domains to attack the shogunate by force'-our current small achievement is just a small step in our overall strategy to fall, and we still have a long way to go."

"We can be happy for today's achievements, but we must not get overwhelmed."

Duan Jirou's words made the excitement on the faces of everyone in the room fade slightly, and their eyes became calm again.

"We are just succeeding in getting on the line with Satsuma's high-ranking officials." Duan Jirou continued, "We will have to spend an unknown amount of time and energy to convince them to let them understand the defeat of the Edo Shogunate, the restoration of the emperor and the imperial court. The righteousness of glory."

"I hope that you comrades can continue to unite, work together, and not forget the original intention!"

"Even if it will take 10, 20, 100 years, we must complete the ambition of falling the curtain of the emperor!"

As soon as Duanjiro's voice fell, the cheers that had just ceased not long before broke out again.

Even Zhizhou now shouted "Oh oh oh!" and waved his fists vigorously.

Duan Jirou pressed his palm forward again.

After making the room quiet again, Duan Jirou stood up slowly.

"Everyone, I have something important to discuss with you."

"It is precisely for this matter that I summon everyone to come over for a ‘clear talk’."

"As our organization grows stronger, it has become more and more urgent to give our organization a formal name."

"Before, we had a ‘clear talk’ regarding the naming."

Duanjiro turned his attention to Zhizhou's body.

"Mr. Naoshou, on the grounds that we are the justice organization of the Edo Shogunate, which conforms to the will of God and is determined to destroy the violent justice of the Edo Shogunate, proposed that our organization be named the "Tenchu ​​Group"."

In order to make it easier to distinguish Zhizhou and Rushui's family, Duan Jilang and others call Zhizhou and others by their names.

"Mr. Naito thinks that the name should be designated as the'Renju Group'."

Duanjiro turned his attention to a strong middle-aged man.

"The reason is that we should fight against the Edo shogunate with'human power', instead of relying on the illusory things like'Tianyi'. Therefore, it should be named'Renzhu Group'."

"This discussion should be called a ‘clear talk’, and there has been no arguing result, and in the end it just stopped."

"Afterwards, I decided to name it, and I thought a lot about it."

"Finally-came up with a better name than the Tianzhu group and the Renzhu group."

Duan Jirou's remarks immediately aroused the interest of everyone in the room, and everyone involuntarily moved their necks toward where Duan Jirou was standing.

"What kind of country am I waiting to establish?"

Duanjiro looked around at the people around him, and then asked himself:

"What I am waiting to build is a country with His Majesty the Emperor as the absolute center, like the Nara and Heian periods."

"His Majesty the Emperor should be the center of my kingdom of God, not a shogun."

"Regarding ‘His Majesty the Emperor should be the center of this country’, this is the truth on which ‘fa’ can be based."

"Our downfall action is an act of righteousness that can be followed by a'law'!"

"We will never fail, because we have the righteous name and the support of the'Dharma'!"

"Since ancient times, there has never been a person and organization that has taken great justice and ultimately failed!"

"Down with the shogunate—this is not something that can be done overnight."

"But no matter how long it takes, no matter how many setbacks we encounter, we will and will win a full victory!"

"This is the power of righteousness, this is the power of'Dharma'!"

"With the power of'Dharma', we will be invincible."

"So, I propose that the name of our organization be—"

Duan Jirou took out a large neatly folded piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it in one go.

There are 2 huge Chinese characters written on the white paper:

Law punish.

These two Chinese characters are vigorous and powerful, like a dragon.

Looking at the two Chinese characters "Fa Zhu" on the paper, the room became noisy again.

"Fazhu...Fazhu..."

"Fazhu Group...nice name."

"Indeed, this name is more suitable for me than the Tenchu ​​Group and the Renzhu Group. The weapon that I rely on to defeat the Edo Shogunate is not God’s will, nor is it human power, but the invincible'Dharma'. ."

…

The vast majority of people in the room were satisfied—including the father and son Zhi Zhou and Rushui.

"Fazhu Group...Fazhu Group..." Zhizhou kept "chewing" the title "Fazhu Group". UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Every time you "chew", Zhi Zhou's eyes are brighter.

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At this moment—

Osaka, an izakaya—

"Kitahara..." Miura looked at Kitahara, who was already flushed with a drink in front of him, with a somewhat worried look. "Are you drinking too much?"

The table Miura was sitting at at this time was a bit peculiar.

Because the two people sitting at his table were deeply hurt by Ogata.

The person sitting across from Miura at this time was Kitahara.

Miura was in Shinmachi before, watching the renowned Yukimura salute Ogata with his own eyes, making him, who was proud to show off his little achievements in front of Ogata, become like a clown.

As for Kitahara—not to mention him.

Kitahara turned a deaf ear to Miura's exhortation.

He continued to hold up the spirits in his hands, pouring tons of alcohol into his mouth.

After drank another bottle of spirits, Kitahara put down the bottle in his hand again.

"Damn... damn... Miss Isshi... Miss Isshi... I have always been a sincere heart to you... Why do you only smile at that guy... Just because that guy is good at swordsmanship and has a background..."

Kitahara muttered, whose eyes were cloudy because of drinking too much alcohol.

There was a light of anger and jealousy in his eyes.

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