Chapter 614 Yes, the old people in Kyoto are like this (seriously) [5000]
Kyoto, the home of Fuma——
In the hall, Ogata and the three people sat opposite Fuma.
In the middle of the two sides were the tea that Fuuma had just served and the Kyoto confectionery that Ogata had just bought as a meeting gift.
Azuki, who was sitting on the right side of Ogata, was a little reserved because it was his first meeting with Fuuma, and his body felt huddled together while he was kneeling on the ground.
"It's been a while since I last saw you two." Feng Mo took a deep breath and said with emotion, "I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and you two seem to have matured a lot."
"I feel like I've become a lot more 'rough'." Ogata raised his finger and pointed at his right shoulder, saying in a joking tone.
The haori that Ogata is wearing now was worn before he went to Ezo.
The clothing-making craftsmanship of this era is naturally incomparable with modern clothes made under modern work.
This haori has been worn on the body for so long, and Ogata has experienced so many things, and it has become "fragile".
Finally - on the way from Owari to Kyoto, when Ogata raised his hand to pick up something, he heard a "chi-la" sound, and a small hole was torn open in Haori's right shoulder.
Fortunately, this small hole is not too conspicuous.
Apart from this haori, Ogata had no extra haori to replace, so he could only wear this haori with a hole in it and continue to make do with it.
"There is a new face that I have never seen before." Feng Mo looked at A Zhu with curious eyes, "Who is this?"
"This is a new friend of A-Machi and I." Ogata introduced him first, then looked at A-Zhu and motioned with his eyes for A-Zhu to introduce himself.
Ashu turned his head and looked at Ogata next to him, and then looked at Feng Mo, with hesitation on his face.
"This is a trustworthy person - I can guarantee you this." Ogata said softly, "After all, you see - even me, the most wanted criminal in the shogunate, can openly show his face in front of him.
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"So in front of him, you don't have to worry about your identity being exposed. You can boldly tell your name and true identity."
After hearing Ogata's words, most of the hesitation on Azuki's face slowly faded away.
After straightening his back, Azhu introduced himself loudly:
"First time we meet! My name is Tsuki! I'm an Iga kunoichi!"
"A kunoichi from Iga?" Fuuma raised his eyebrows in surprise.
However, he was only stunned for a few moments before he quickly came back to his senses and bowed to Azhu in return.
"First time we meet. My name is Fuutarou. As you can see, I am an ordinary old man from Kyoto."
As Ogata expected, Fuma chose to conceal his true identity.
"Ordinary... old man from Kyoto...?" Azhu looked at Feng Mo up and down with strange eyes, "But... I just saw you knocking a big man to the ground with a chain..."
"Huh? Isn't this normal?" Feng Mo put on an innocent expression.
"This can't be normal, right?!" Azhu's complaint was quite timely and accurate.
"All the old people in Kyoto are like this."
"Are all the old people in Kyoto able to easily throw out chains and knock people down?" Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
"I mean that the old people in Kyoto love to practice martial arts very much." Feng Mo said seriously, "Kyoto has a history of thousands of years. This place has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times, and countless forces are fighting for it.
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"Over time, in order to protect themselves, the people of Kyoto gradually became particularly martial."
"In Kyoto, even the elderly love practicing martial arts."
"When I was young, I practiced some swordsmanship and chain skills with a certain master. Even at such an old age, I have never slacked off in training, so I still think that my skills are better than ordinary people."
"So that's it?!" The little country bumpkin who knew nothing about Kyoto widened his eyes at this moment, "So that's how people in Kyoto are so powerful..."
"That's right." Feng Mo nodded seriously, "That's it. People in Kyoto are like this."
Fuuma was talking serious nonsense just now, and Ogata and Omachi stopped talking from beginning to end.
The two of them had a hard time holding back their laughter...
But they couldn't point out the "ordinary old man in Kyoto" persona that Fuma had worked so hard to create. After all, he was already living in seclusion, so it was impossible for him to openly advertise his identity as "Seventeenth Generation Fuma Kotaro" to the general public.
In order not to laugh out loud, Ogata decided to find something to do.
After the conversation between Feng Mo and Azuki ended, Ogata turned to look at the young man who was tied up not far away and asked Feng Mo:
"Master Feng." Ogata used the pseudonym Fuma, "Who is this person?"
This young man who was tied up by Wu Hua Da was the same guy who seemed to want to open the door and escape just now, but was knocked down by the wind demon with a chain.
"Oh, this is just a small thief." Feng Mo said calmly, "Maybe he saw that I was the only old man living in this house, so he sneaked into the house and planned to steal something valuable, and then he was caught by me.
live."
"In order to prevent him from escaping, I took out my iron chain and prepared to use my iron chain to restrain him."
"You will know what happens next."
"He won't wake up for a while now. I'll take him to the monastery later."
"It turns out he's a little thief..." Atachi Na said, still unconscious, "This person is so shameless, he actually came to steal an old man's home..."
"That's right." Feng Mo nodded, "And if you want to steal something, you'd be too shameless. There's nothing to steal in my house."
--really……
While Ogata agreed in his heart, he raised his head and looked around, with a helpless look on his face.
"Master Feng...why is your home so dirty again..."
Ogata vaguely remembered that when he first came to Fuma's home more than half a year ago, Fuma's home looked like an uninhabited haunted house...
A-Machi stepped on it with one bare foot, and when he lifted it up, there was a complete small footprint on the ground, and the soles of A-Machi's feet looked as if they had been painted with ink.
At that time, he and A-Machi worked together to give Feng Mo's house a thorough cleaning, giving Feng Mo's home a brand new look.
However, only half a year later, Feng Mo’s home seemed to be back to its former glory...
"Haha..." Feng Mo laughed awkwardly, "As I get older, I have no motivation to clean my home..."
After saying that, in order to cover up his embarrassment, Feng Mo coughed softly a few times, and then changed the topic very abruptly.
"Okay, let's change the topic."
"Brother Ogata, you have been really incredible in the six months since I've been separated from you. I've heard all about it - you defeated the shogunate's 10,000-strong army in Ezo Land."
"Even you know about this..." Ogata raised his hand and touched the back of his neck.
"Your feat of defeating the shogunate army has now spread to almost half of Kyoto." Feng Mo marveled, "Obviously we were only separated for more than half a year, but in just over half a year, you have achieved such an amazing achievement."
"You can tell me what you have been doing these past six months. I'm quite interested."
"By the way, tell me how you found this lovely Iga kunoichi."
Feng Mo turned his head and looked at A Zhu.
There was a subtle and meaningful light in his pupils.
"As far as I know...the legendary Iga no Sato has long since disappeared..."
"My story over the past six months is very long and very complicated." Ogata smiled, "I can't even finish it if I don't have 1 or 2 hours."
"Then let's buy some food and wine." Feng Mo said with a smile, stroking his hands, "It's almost dinner time now. I'll make some food and buy a few bottles of wine, and we'll chat while we eat."
After saying that, Feng Mo stood up.
"You three sit here for a while, and I'll go out and buy some drinks."
As soon as Fuuma stood up, A-Machi stood up right after him.
"Master Feng, you can stay here. Just let me buy wine or something."
The respect for Fuuma made Amachi subconsciously stand up and take on the troublesome and tiring outing mission.
It is not appropriate to let an old man like Feng Mo go out to buy wine while several young people sit here.
"Oh? You want to help me buy wine? Do you know where I can buy wine?"
"Oh, Mr. Feng. Have you forgotten?" Ating smiled and said, "I lived in Kyoto for a while before."
"Oh." Feng Mo patted his bald forehead, "Yeah, I almost forgot..."
Fuma suddenly remembered that A-Machi had indeed lived in Kyoto for a period of time. During the time when Ogata was recuperating at Fuma's house after the Battle of Nijo Castle, A-Machi also lived in Fuma's house for a while to take care of Ogata.
short time.
"Then Komachi, I'll leave the wine to you." Fuuma sat back without any pretense, "Eh... I just need to buy 4 bottles of sake and bring it back."
Feng Mo put his hand into his arms, as if to take out money.
Seeing this, A-Machi quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, just a few bottles of wine, I'll pay for it."
After saying that, Amachi walked quickly towards the door: "I'll be back soon."
"Be careful on the road." Ogata said loudly towards Omachi's back as he walked away quickly.
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"There haven't been any big changes..." Atachi looked around as she walked towards the direction of the liquor store in her memory.
The surrounding scenery is the same as it was half a year ago.
However, there have been no major changes, which is a good thing from a certain perspective - it means that the city has not encountered any major changes.
At this time, A-Machi was in a busy commercial street. Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly with a smile.
Sellers selling goods enthusiastically, people wandering around with nothing to do, and the sound of fierce bargaining coming from time to time - it is hard to imagine that this city was almost destroyed by a gang of lunatics more than half a year ago.
Amachi has a different feeling for the city of Kyoto - it was in this city that she reunited with Ogata last summer.
Therefore, Amachi felt an inexplicable sense of relief at the ordinary and peaceful scene in front of him.
Amachi quickly found a liquor store and bought 4 bottles of sake according to Fuuma's instructions.
As she was carrying the four bottles of sake and preparing to return to Fuma's home, A-Machi suddenly heard a shout from not far away that made her stop in her tracks.
"Dear guests! Come and take a look! Beautiful clothes! All prices are reduced now! Look! Such beautiful clothes! It only costs 200 cents!"
"If you buy these clothes now, we can also embroider your family pattern for free! It only takes half a day to embroider your family pattern for you!"
Azimachi looked around and saw an aunt standing in a clothing store, shouting and selling their clothes.
The aunt was holding a haori in her hand. Although A-Machi was not a person who knew much about clothes, he could tell at a glance that the haori in the aunt's hand was indeed of good quality.
Looking at the haori in Auntie's hand, A-Machi's eyes gradually brightened.
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At this moment——
Kyoto, in a certain room inside the town office—
"Hulu...Hulu...Hulu...Hulu..."
In this medium-sized room, a middle-aged man sat behind a desk, resting his head on one hand and dozing there.
Thunderous purring filled every corner of the room.
The middle-aged man's head rocked back and forth rhythmically along with the snoring sound.
At this time, the middle-aged man's head accidentally slipped from the arm he was supporting, and then he woke up instantly.
"Well... I fell asleep...?" The middle-aged man first looked around with sleepy eyes, and then rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, "I am really getting older... I am not as energetic as before."
"Okay." The middle-aged man patted his cheeks hard with both hands, "Let's continue working!"
The middle-aged man picked up the pen resting on the pen mountain next to him and was about to continue writing something on the desk -
"Hasegawa-sama! Hasegawa-sama!"
There was a whirring sound outside the room.
"Come in." The middle-aged man frowned...or rather, Hasegawa put down the pen in his hand.
After obtaining Mr. Hasegawa's permission to enter, a young man hurriedly opened the door.
This young man's name is Yamauchi Soujiro, and he is a newcomer who has just recently joined the Huoshu Thieves Kai. Seeing that this man is a good diamond in the rough, Hasegawa brought him to his side and prepared to train him personally.
"How about it." Hasegawa said calmly, "Do you have the latest information about the 'Blood Mist Crowd'?"
The Blood Mist Group - a gang of bandits that suddenly appeared in Kanto almost 2 months ago.
The total number of members of this bandit gang is about 20, and all members are ronin.
What they did was extremely cruel and abominable. They intercepted and killed lone people and then stole money from the corpses.
They are also very cunning. They will never stay in one place for too long. After robbing enough money in one place, they will move to other places.
As soon as this extremely vicious gang of robbers emerged, it immediately attracted the attention of the government.
Because what they did was so bad and their strength should not be underestimated, after concluding that these thieves were beyond the power of local officials, the government immediately handed the case over to the Huofu thieves for handling.
Huo Fu Thief Kai has done countless similar cases. After receiving this transferred case, he quickly traced the whereabouts of the Blood Mist Gang. After learning that this gang was very likely to escape to Kyoto, Hasegawa immediately led them personally.
people to pursue.
These days, Hasegawa has been sitting in the Kyoto Prison, collecting and analyzing information from various channels, and confirming the current hiding place of the Blood Mist Sect.
Hasegawa originally thought that Yamauchi, who looked in a hurry, was here to deliver the latest information about the Blood Mists.
But who would have expected—Yamauchi actually shook his head.
"No, it's not." Yamauchi stammered, "Just now, just now..."
"Straighten your tongue!" Hasegawa said displeasedly, "You are an official who was reformed by thieves! Look at what you are like now! You are hurried and stammering, what do you look like!"
After being scolded by Hasegawa, Yamauchi's face turned red with embarrassment.
After taking a few deep breaths and calming down a little, Yamauchi said in much smoother words:
"This is not information related to the Blood Mists."
"But a big shot just came to the practice center and said he wanted to see you."
"Big shot?" Hasegawa frowned again.
Yamauchi looked around and after confirming that there were no outsiders around, he quickly walked to Hasegawa's side and whispered a few words into Hasegawa's ear.
After the words fell, Hasegawa's expression suddenly changed.
"……I see."
After leaving these words, Hasegawa quickly stood up, left the room, and then hurriedly ran towards somewhere in the execution office.
While galloping all the way, Hasegawa used his hands to tidy up the clothes on his body and the hair on his head, and checked whether there was any eye stains on his face after he had just woken up.
The training center in Kyoto was not that big. After a while, Hasegawa came to the door of a room with an ordinary appearance.
Standing in front of the door, Hasegawa took a few deep breaths, looked as if he was going to the execution ground, and resolutely opened the door.
In the room, sitting to the side was Hasegawa's old friend, Kamiyama Koshinosuke, the official of the town of Kyoto.
The new Kyoto Governor, Shia Ota, has just taken office.
Sitting at the head of the room was a middle-aged man whom Hasegawa was quite familiar with, but if possible, he would never see him again in his lifetime.
Looking at the middle-aged man, Hasegawa immediately entered the room like a conditioned reflex, three steps at a time, closed the door, then knelt down in front of the middle-aged man and saluted respectfully.
"Master Lao Zhong, it's been a long time since we last met!"
The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the room was Matsudaira Sadanobu who had just returned from Ezo.
"Well." Matsudaira Sadanobu nodded gently with a smile on his face, "You and I have indeed not seen each other for a long time. Lift your head, Hasegawa. Let me take a good look at your face."
"Yes!" Hasegawa straightened his upper body.
"...There are a lot more red bloodshot eyes in your eyes." Matsudaira Sadanobu said slowly, "After leaving Ezo, I briefly returned to Edo."
"As soon as I returned to Edo, I heard a lot about your deeds - during the time I left Edo, your work results were quite amazing, and many people in the shogunate praised you."
"I don't dare take it seriously!" Hasegawa said respectfully, "I just did what I should do as a commander who is a fire-fighting thief Kai."
Although Hasegawa looked respectful, he was actually smiling on the face but being dissatisfied in his heart.
——Damn, you can really pretend! I’m working so hard not because you caught my ass!
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My physical condition is not very good today. Writing 5000 is already the limit...