Chapter 200: When enemies meet, there is no need to be jealous
The fire was shining brightly on the Tai Chi round table, and a dark and heavy Kansai iron kettle hung on the charcoal stove.
The upper body of the iron kettle is like a round egg, but it is covered with countless blunt thorns. The lower body is engraved with a crow tengu wearing a red mask. The crow tengu's straight proboscis is the spout of the iron kettle, and the orange fire is on its wings.
It splashed down, as if the crow and tengu were flapping their wings and flying against the bright sun.
The breeze blows gently from the distant Tokyo Bay, carrying a warm breath. The water in the pot is bubbling upwards, and the boiling white mist is floating in all directions, filling the room with the fragrance of new tea.
The whole hall.
"It's a very comfortable angle. The people who built this shrine know how to enjoy life." Caesar faced the window of the main hall, and the sunlight filtered in from there, lighting up his blue eyes.
This shrine is built at a high altitude. From this angle, you can see across half of Tokyo to the beach of Tokyo Bay. You can vaguely see scattered women in bikinis lying on the beach and sunbathing.
"Maruyama Engineering Co., Ltd. built this terrace. I designed and supervised the details myself. It is a great honor to be praised and appreciated by the heirs of the Gattuso family." Tachibana Masamune smiled, "I have nothing to entertain you.
Let’s use the beautiful scenery of Tokyo and the Japanese tea ceremony.”
"You are not Japanese, are you?" Caesar suddenly turned his head and looked at Tachibana Masamune, his ice blue eyes filled with scrutiny.
"Huh? Did Gattuso-kun see it?" Tachibana Masamune's hand passed over his old face.
He has a tall nose and deep eye contours, and the edges of his face are as sharp as a knife. His appearance is slightly different from the Japanese old man on the street, but not too obvious. On the contrary, he has the iconic black pupils of Asians.
, no matter how he dresses or behaves, he is no different from a pure Japanese old man.
"Because of your accent." Caesar said, "Your pronunciation contains involuntary flicking sounds. This is a characteristic of the Raslavian language family. Only Russians have such soft tongue tips. Because of the language system, most Asians
They can’t distinguish between palatal and velar sounds, and even if they could, they wouldn’t use this accent in daily life.”
"Yes, I am only half Japanese, and the other half of my body is Russian." Tachibana Masamune said, "I have been in Japan for many years, and I already regard myself as a Japanese in my bones. I didn't expect it to be so many years ago."
He will be seen through later, he is indeed the ace commissioner from our headquarters."
"Because I happen to have a bastard father who happened to have learned the pronunciation of the Raslavian language in order to get a Russian doctor of linguistics." Caesar said, "So you probably haven't stayed in Japan all the time.
At least I lived in Russia for quite some time, and I was a child, otherwise I wouldn’t have picked up this pronunciation habit.”
"Yes, that's right, this has also been seen through." Tachibana Masamune smiled, "I was born in Russia, no, it was still the Soviet era, the Soviet Republic. I lived there for thirty years, dreaming of becoming a
Being an army officer was the dream of all children in that era."
"But you eventually became the leader of the Japanese underworld." Chu Zihang said.
"I am ashamed to say that this is all due to your care and support." Masamune Tachibana bowed deeply to all the heads of family present.
The heads of each family hurriedly returned the gift, with expressions of surprise on their faces. It was obvious that no one knew about the life experience of the head of the family, including the oldest Fuma Kotaro and Minamoto Chisei who was closest to Tachibana Masamune.
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The doubt in Caesar's eyes still did not dissipate, but became even stronger.
The words "Soviet Union" and "officer" reminded him of the former Soviet icebreaker, the Lenin, which now happened to be sunk at the bottom of Japan.
But this was a bit too far-fetched. He couldn't think that just because the other party lived in Russia, he felt that it was related to the sunken ship of the former Soviet Union. After all, many mixed bloods were born after the war between Japan and Russia during World War II... Caesar was suddenly startled, and he suddenly remembered the road.
Something Mingfei once said...
The madman who sank the Dragon and the Lenin into the Japanese Trench... is probably living on this land, hiding in the city, with a new identity.
Caesar looked at Tachibana Masamune again. He shook his head slightly and once again denied the crazy conjecture in his mind... The probability is too small. Being confused by a foreign madman and becoming the emperor of the Japanese underworld is not just a matter of ambition.
Things that have arrived.
"What about your bloodline?" Caesar originally wanted to stop the topic, but a voice suddenly sounded from beside him.
It was Lu Mingfei. He had been silent since the beginning of the meeting, and now he suddenly spoke.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Ju Zhengzong looked at Lu Mingfei.
"Everyone present here is from Kassel College and the Sheqihachi Family. They are all mixed races. I will not shy away from anything and ask straight to the point." Lu Mingfei looked at Tachibana Masamune, "Mr. Masamune, you just said that your body is
Half of it is Japanese blood and half is Russian blood. So what about the dragon blood in your body? Is it inherited from a Japanese mixed breed or a Russian mixed breed?"
"Mr. Lu Mingfei." A low shout interrupted Lu Mingfei's question. It was Yuan Zhisheng. He looked at Lu Mingfei and frowned slightly, and reminded in a low voice, "The focus of today's topic should not be about the life experience of our parents.
That’s right.”
"Children..." Tachibana Masamune shook his head gently at Yuan Jisheng and smiled, "It doesn't matter, it's rare for the distinguished guests of the academy to be interested in an old guy like me. I also love chatting with young people, as if blood is flowing in my veins.
The water flows faster and life becomes more vivid."
"My father is a Russian officer. I have never seen him since he was born. I don't know what kind of person he is. I only know that he is of mixed race. As for my mother, she is a traditional Japanese woman.
, a descendant of the Tachibana family." Masamune Tachibana said softly, with long-lasting memories engraved in every wrinkle on his weathered face, "But my mother is a Pond family, and her bloodline is very thin, so most of the dragon blood in my body is
Inherited from my father, this is why I have always thought that I am not worthy of the position of the head of the family, because I am not as good of blood as a young child, and I regret not being able to inherit the destiny of the Tachibana family."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Dad." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head gently.
"Parents, please don't blame yourself!" Fuma Kotaro said solemnly, "You have devoted your whole life to the family. Without your leadership, the family would not be as prosperous as it is today. All this has nothing to do with bloodline. Your virtue and talent,
Your abilities are all seen by your family!"
Lu Mingfei took a deep look at Tachibana Masamune who "showed his true feelings"... He originally wanted to start with the bloodline issue and plant a seed of doubt in everyone's heart, but he had to admit that this old guy really had his way.
Ah! Not only did he compose his background in a decent way, but he also used sensational sentences at the end to arouse the emotions of other family heads. If he continued to press the questions, he would appear to be overbearing as a foreign guest.
However, Lu Mingfei was not upset. He never thought of knocking down this old guy with just one question. The road was still long and he had already come here. It would be too merciful to just kill him!
Lu Mingfei admitted that Ju Zhengzong was a bad guy with deep scheming in the city. If a person was old, bad and scheming, it would be really scary. He could almost rule the world... But a madman is even scarier. He still holds the future in his hands after knowing it.
A madman with enough power to kill the world!
"Everyone, the tea is ready."
When the water boiled, Tachibana Masamune picked up the iron kettle, and his calloused hand touched the red-hot kettle handle without even wearing gloves. He washed the tea bowl with the first boiling water, then poured it away, and then
Gently stir the tea powder and the second boiling water with a tea whisk. A layer of light green foam rises. Tachibana Masamune's wide sleeves are swaying like white clouds. The aroma of tea is thoroughly boiled by the boiling water and hits your face like a sea wave.
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Under the table, Lu Mingfei stuffed a small object into the hands of Caesar and Chu Zihang, and then whispered to them about the etiquette of the Japanese tea ceremony, "The person who makes tea usually faces the patterned side of the tea bowl towards the tea drinker...
...The tea drinker takes the ancient silk gauze as a cushion, turns the tea bowl one and a half times clockwise, and points the pattern towards the person making the tea to show respect... After drinking the tea soup, he then rotates the tea bowl one and a half times counterclockwise, and lowers his head to admire the shape of the tea bowl.
Patterns, an expression of appreciation, or a few words of praise."
"Turn clockwise and then counterclockwise? Is the Japanese tea ceremony inspired by the merry-go-round?" Caesar complained in a low voice.
"This is a country with red tape, which is especially evident in the tea ceremony, so few young people in Japan are keen on tea ceremony. Tea drinkers don't need to be serious about it, but they must not be scornful." Chu Zihang said in a low voice.
Although Caesar complained, he took what Lu Mingfei gave him into his mouth and memorized the process quickly in his mind.
He is a team leader sent by the headquarters to perform tasks in the branch, which is roughly equivalent to the leader of the head office coming to the branch to inspect. The two team members of the guest are more familiar with the situation here than he is, and Lu Mingfei seems to be familiar with Japanese culture.
He knows a lot. Needless to say, Chu Zihang has the temperament of a pedantic old Japanese man. As a team leader, he must not lose etiquette and lose his momentum when faced with the opponent's leader's moves.
The people in the branch felt that the people sent by the head office were a bunch of rubes!
Caesar calmly took the tea bowl and ancient silk gauze cushion from Tachibana Masamune. He bent down, calmly took the tea bowl with both hands, cushioned it with ancient silk gauze, and rotated it clockwise in the palm of his hand precisely five hundred and forty times.
He turned the bamboo bird pattern on the bottom of the bowl to Tachibana Masamune and said, "It's just the Japanese tea ceremony. Although I have no interest in it, as a knowledgeable nobleman, there is no need to make a fuss about it."
The same goes for Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei. Amid the surprised expressions of the family heads, the three of them drank the scalding hot tea in one gulp, then turned the tea cups counterclockwise, facing the bamboo bird pattern to their side, and lowered their heads to admire it.
While sitting, he murmured praises of "Excellent skills, beautiful tea and good bowls". The process was meticulous, like a tea-drinking machine without emotion.
"We are really like-minded. There are not many young people who are so passionate about and familiar with Japanese tea ceremony. They are so compatible in tea ceremony. I believe that the cooperation between the Japanese branch and the headquarters will be a matter of course." Tachibana Masamune said with emotion,
"Without wasting your precious time, I hope the mission goes smoothly and that you all can have a pleasant time in Japan."
Tachibana Masamune said goodbye and left. Together with Fuma Kotaro and Inuyama Ga, Lu Mingfei's hidden gaze followed the old man in white linen... But suddenly his attention was attracted by something next to the door of the hall. He gradually frowned and moved.
Don't open your eyes.
After Tachibana Masamune and Fuma Kotaro left Xingshenji Temple, they went to a quiet Japanese room. Inuyama left without saying a word.
"It does look like there are several children, but they seem to be different from the children I have seen before." Fuma Kotaro said in a low voice.
"They are very outstanding children, but they are not just outstanding. Each of them has his own characteristics." Masamune Tachibana said, "Caesar is the heir to the Gattuso family, but more than that, he also has a natural leader.
Temperament, there is an emperor-like confidence hidden in that child's eyes; Chu Zihang is even rarer, although he is taciturn and does not show any aura, but for some reason, I can vaguely feel several intertwined king-like pressures from him.
, his bloodline is not as uncontrollable as described in the files, but is as stable as a real ancient dragon; as for Lu Mingfei... I can't understand him."
"There are actually people you can't understand, Mr. Masamune?" Fuma Kotaro was surprised.
"I'm not omnipotent. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here. At least we know that Angers is very optimistic about this young man. His vision is never wrong, and I always feel that this young man..." Masamune Tachibana paused and then shook his head, "
It’s nothing, it’s probably my misunderstanding.”
He thought about the way the young man looked at him several times, and he always felt that there was something hidden in the young man's eyes, as if he was trying his best not to let it jump out. He couldn't see clearly what it was, but he only felt that those dark pupils made him
He shuddered... It's ridiculous to think about it carefully. He has lived a lifetime and is now the supreme figure of the Japanese underworld. How could the supreme underworld person be intimidated by the eyes of a child?
"It's really not simple. Their temperament is actually comparable to that of our young master. This is the first time I have seen such young people. None of them are from Japan, and they actually understand tea ceremony etiquette." Fuma Kotaro sighed, "It's just Mr. Masamune.
They took the boiling water you just boiled and drank it all... Even ninjas wouldn't dare to drink like this."
After Ju Zhengzong left, Caesar and Chu Zihang spit out a few ice cubes from their mouths.
This is why they can withstand heat better than ninjas. Lu Mingfei gave them ice cubes in advance. After cooling their mouths, they will not be burned when they drink hot tea.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the little actions of these people, and was surprised by their agility. He also felt that only these guys could come up with such a countermeasure. They put ice cubes in their mouths to deal with Mr. Masamune's tea ceremony... They were really crazy!
But Lu Mingfei was the only one who didn't move for a long time. He stared in the direction of the wall at the entrance of the palace, his eyes furrowed and his brows furrowed, as if there was something there that he particularly cared about.