Chapter 618 Crisis is coming! Capture the Shinsengumi [4100]
Qingdeng listened carefully and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The slightly upturned corners of her mouth form a calm smile; her beautiful eyes are shining with determination; her body exudes a delicate but yet resolute temperament...
If this was her acting skills, then Ziyang would be able to win the Oscar for "Best Actress".
Kindness - When I was young, I didn't think there was anything special about this quality.
It wasn't until he grew up and gained more experience that Qingdeng gradually realized how valuable "kind people" are.
From serving as a co-worker to serving as a thief and becoming a captain, then to serving as a side minister and serving as an imperial minister, and finally to the present position of governor of Gyeonggi Province, Qingdeng has met countless people along the way.
Among the many people he came into contact with and got to know, it was not that there were no good people.
But...many people are under the pressure of reality and find it difficult to put their kind thoughts into practice.
And more people are selfish and "sweep the snow in front of everyone" - Qingdeng understands this very well and has no intention to criticize this behavior.
After all, in this fucked up world of war and chaos, it is very difficult for ordinary people to just survive, so there is nothing wrong with caring about other people's happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.
People who are kind and willing to do good are rare.
And people like Ziyang - who are obviously well-off people and have a good life, but still have a sincere heart - are even rarer.
After thinking about this, Qingdeng smiled slightly, half teasingly, half seriously sighing:
"Miss Ziyang, if everyone in this world could have a kind heart that is willing to help others like you, the world would be able to return to peace long ago."
Ziyang smiled.
"His Majesty Nioh, you are overly complimentary."
"I'm just an ordinary woman."
"I don't have the skills to reach the top, nor the eloquence of eloquence."
"All I can do is to use my body as a human shield to block some of their punches when the people around me are being bullied."
After saying that, she took a deep breath and changed the topic:
"Okay, let's get down to business. Nioh-sama, what is the important thing you want to discuss with me?"
Ziyang sat up straight, tightened her facial lines, and put on an extremely solemn look.
When Qingdeng saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Miss Ziyang, don't be nervous, just relax. Before I get to the point... I have to say thank you first."
As Qingdeng spoke, he lowered his body and saluted Ziyang solemnly.
"thank?"
Ziyang tilted his head, showing an expression of confusion.
"Lord Nioh, raise your head quickly! Why do you want to thank me? I don't remember anything I have done that deserves your gratitude to me."
Although Zi Yang urged Qing Deng to raise his head, he was completely unmoved.
He just kept his upper body and head lowered and replied unhurriedly:
"Miss Ziyang, thanks to you, I can get valuable inspiration."
"If I hadn't met you by chance in Fushimi, if I hadn't seen you in the mirror, I might still be worrying about how to raise the military expenses of the Shinsengumi until now."
Having said this, Qingteng took out the silver mirror made of the Souji's "holy water" from his arms, placed it on the tatami, and pushed it to Ziyang's knees.
Looking at this palm-sized shining silver mirror, Ziyang's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Wow, what a beautiful mirror! Can I pick it up and take a look?"
"Please."
After getting Qingdeng's permission, Ziyang carefully picked up the silver mirror, looked up and down, and played with it repeatedly.
"Miss Ziyang, I'll tell you the truth - I plan to make a fortune by selling mirrors!"
Ziyang stopped what he was doing, blinked his beautiful eyes, and cast a puzzled look at Qingdeng.
"Selling mirrors?"
Qingden nodded vigorously.
He omitted what should not be said and only picked out what was important, concisely and concisely describing his great strategic cause of "becoming a mirror tycoon" and the business plan drawn up by Yataro Iwasaki of "entrusting popular geisha or yubai to help with publicity" Tell it item by item.
"...In short, that's it."
"Miss Ziyang, you are the number one celebrity in Gion."
"The women in Kyoto are proud to imitate your dress."
"Therefore, I hope you can use my... silver mirror from the New Selection Chamber of Commerce!"
"We will provide you with the best-looking, most exquisite mirror we can make for free."
"If you can use our silver mirrors, you will definitely encourage women all over Kyoto to use our silver mirrors, and the reputation of our silver mirrors will spread to all parts of the world!"
"As for the subsequent remuneration, we will never treat you badly and will definitely give you an amount that satisfies you!"
After Ziyang listened to Qingdeng's explanation attentively, he nodded lightly.
"I see... I understand. To put it simply, you want me to use your mirror to promote it, right?"
Qingden nodded vigorously:
"Yes, that's it!"
"..."
Ziyang was silent for a while.
After a moment, I heard a "puff" laugh.
What followed was a cheerful laughter like silver bells.
"Hahaha, it turns out it's just a small favor! Okay, no problem! Just leave it to me! I will spare no effort to assist you!"
Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed uncontrollable joy.
Ziyang would readily agree to his request without hesitation... This was really beyond his expectation.
What he didn't expect was that something even more unexpected was yet to come.
"Lord Nioh, there is no need for payment or anything like that."
Zi Yang waved his hand very freely.
Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, and then spoke quickly:
"No need to pay? This..."
As soon as he started speaking, Ziyang rushed ahead and said quickly:
"Lord Nioh, you just did me a big favor tonight."
"Thanks to your timely appearance and help, Linghua and I were able to survive. Otherwise, I really don't know how it would have ended."
Ryoka - the flower name of that poor geisha.
"Just think of it as repaying your kindness!"
"Anyway, the work I'm responsible for is just using a mirror. I don't need to do anything complicated or troublesome."
"It's just such a simple little favor. I would feel uneasy if I asked you for a large reward."
After saying this in a joking tone, Zi Yang seemed to have thought of something, paused, and then said excitedly:
"Ah, that's right! Nioh-sama, why don't you let my sisters also use your silver mirror?"
"Although I dare not claim to be 'popular', I still have a lot of friends in Gion."
"I would recommend that sisters who are familiar with me use your silver mirrors."
"In this way, your silver mirrors should be more or less popular and well-known!"
After Qingdeng heard this, he blinked, and the blank look on his face gradually turned into a dumbfounded expression:
"Miss Ziyang, you are so enthusiastic, I will be flattered."
After hearing this, Ziyang let out a healthy and hearty laugh.
"Hahahaha, Niou-sama, you are serious."
"As I said just now, I'm just repaying the favor!"
"Please don't be polite and accept my kindness honestly!"
Having said this, probably to show off his heroic feelings, Ziyang clenched his right fist and punched his chest with neither light nor hard force.
The fists and chest hit each other, making a dull sound... Listening to this sound, Qingdeng lowered his eyes subconsciously and glanced at Ziyang's extremely flat chest.
I have to say, Ziyang's figure is really...
People with high emotional intelligence say that they will look good in kimono. In the traditional concept, if the breasts are too big, the skirt will be pushed up too high, ruining the shape of the kimono.
As for the claim of low emotional intelligence...if Ziyang pretends to be a young man and woman, he will definitely not cheat!
If Sanako, Mai Kinoshita and Tenjoin slap their chests, there will never be a muffled sound of "bang bang bang", but a soft and elastic "wave sound" like lightly poking jelly.
As soon as Qingdeng turned his gaze to Ziyang's chest, he looked back with regret.
Ziyang was talking to herself about serious matters, but her attention was on the other person's flat chest...
——It seems that my recent dealings with Hijikata Toshizo have made my thoughts become dirty!
After throwing the blame to Hijikata Toshirō very gracefully, Aoto gathered his thoughts and cheered up.
Since the other party has said this, he is no longer a mother-in-law.
He straightened his back solemnly, then bowed his waist again in a serious manner, saluting and thanking Ziyang:
"Miss Ziyang, I can't thank you enough! You have helped me a lot!"
Ziyang Wan'er:
"Lord Nioh, please give me the most beautiful mirror in the future!"
Qingden laughed:
"This is natural!"
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It's night——
Kyoto, somewhere——
It was late at night.
The deserted, empty streets are dark and silent.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap...
Suddenly, the sound of straw sandals scraping against the ground came from a distant street corner - a young samurai carrying a lantern and wearing a pair of swords broke the silence of the street.
If someone familiar with the Shinsengumi was present, they would be surprised after seeing his face clearly.
Hachiro Kiyokawa—a Shinsengumi staff officer whose status was comparable to Hijikata Toshizo, Kondo Isamu, and Yamanan Keisuke—did not bring any entourage and acted alone.
This place is in the north of Beijing, far away from the Imyo Township in the west of Beijing... It is hard to imagine how the dignified Shinsengumi staff could appear here.
The road was dark, and the deep dark clouds that filled the sky obscured the moonlight.
The lantern in Qinghe Hachiro's hand dimly illuminates the ground beneath his feet.
The areas where light cannot reach are filled with thick darkness, as if squatting there is a ferocious beast that is ready to pounce at any time.
There were some dead branches and leaves scattered on the road that had not been cleaned for a long time.
Click, click, click, click...
Qinghe Balang walked forward on Zhiya's corpse with an expressionless face, and the sound of cracking bones echoed in the sky above the streets.
After a while, he came to the door of a remote wooden house located on the edge of the river embankment.
Dim candlelight shone through the crack in the door of the wooden house, and from time to time there were sounds of conversations and footsteps... someone was inside.
"..."
Qinghe Hachiro raised his head, raised his gaze, and carefully observed the four directions.
In addition, he also pointed his ears and listened carefully to what was going on around him.
As an outstanding swordsman who is proficient in the Kagami Akechi ryu, Qinghe Hachiro has excellent hearing and eyesight, both of which are unmatched by ordinary people.
After confirming that no one was following him, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
Knocked three times in a row.
After a while, a deep voice came from the door:
"Down with the shogunate and revitalize the imperial court."
Qinghe Balang leaned over and said seriously:
"Yumiya Hachiman!"
[Note: Yuya Hachiman: Hachiman is the god of bows and arrows. It is generally a term used by warriors when swearing, meaning "no falsehood"]
As soon as Qinghe Hachiro finished speaking, a "squeaking" sound came from behind the door.
Immediately afterwards, amid the friction of wood and a unique sound like air leaking, the wooden door was opened, opening a gap for Qinghe Hachiro to pass through.
Qinghe Hachiro blew out and put away the lantern in his hand, slipped through the crack of the door like a fish, and slipped into the house.
The next breath, the wooden door slammed shut again.
After entering the house, Qinghe Hachilang immediately turned his eyes and scanned the house.
This wooden house is a very typical He family structure.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see the entrance hall covered with hard soil and the hall connected to the entrance hall.
There was no tatami on the floor of the living room, only a layer of hay.
A big hook hangs from the ceiling, and a stove is dug underneath. You can sit around the stove without taking off your straw sandals.
When you feel cold, you can light the stove to keep warm.
When you feel hungry, you can hang a soup pot on the hook, and the stove underneath can just be used as a stove.
At a glance, six warriors of different ages were sitting around the stove.
As soon as Qinghe Balangfang appeared, they immediately sat upright with solemn expressions on their faces.
A bunch of respectful eyes fell on Qinghe Hachiro.
The stove was not lit, and there were only scattered ashes of burned firewood at the bottom of the stove.
There was a solitary oil lamp burning beside the stove.
Oil lamps have no advantages other than being cheap.
The pitiful dim light only illuminated the knees of everyone around the fire.
The night wind penetrated the cracks in the doors and windows and blew into the house... The light and shadow swaying slightly due to the disturbance of the wind made the already cold and dark hall even more eerie.
"How's it going? Is everyone here?"
Qinghe Hachiro asked.
A muscular man replied quickly:
"Lord Qinghe, everyone is here."
Qinghe Hachiro nodded lightly, then took off the saber from his waist, and moved to the fireside in three steps and two steps at a time - the six warriors hurriedly gave up their positions.
"Since everyone is here, don't waste time."
Qinghe Hachiro sat down with his knees bent, his sword resting on the right side of his body, and a meaningful smile on his lips.
"Let's continue discussing our plan to capture the Shinsengumi!"
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