Chapter 112: Faith in Water
The old man, who claimed to be the head of the Kamiya family, put on a formal face and sat in front of Hidemitsu and his party. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"I wonder what the samurai lords want to negotiate?"
"Uh...... Well, it's a long story......"
Xiuzong felt a little embarrassed and spoke intermittently. Kaede took his place to explain the specifics of the matter.
"Grandfather! Let me explain it to you! It all started tonight at the side of the harbor......"
After Feng Na's concise and precise explanation like a businessman, Zong Zhan finally understood the general situation.
"Oh...... That is to say, my granddaughter, gambled with your little brother at the port tonight, and won a lot, and it was difficult for you to pay it off, so you want to negotiate with my god house? ā
Zong Zhan scratched his head, which was almost bald, and roughly summed it up.
"Well, what is the amount?"
Kaede immediately smiled and gestured to her grandfather as if she wanted to boast about her achievements, causing Zong Zhan's eyes to freeze instantly.
"You, you little ancestor...... It's amazing......"
Although Zong Zhan has seen a lot of this kind of small amount, it is rare for him to see someone who will lose so much money at one time, and his granddaughter can win so much money at one time.
"Ahhh......h With that in mind, it's not surprising that you would like to negotiate...... It doesn't look like a lot of money that those of you who are on the road can pay right away. ā
Zong Zhan sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"Master Samurai, how do you want to negotiate?"
"Well...... this"
"Don't worry, Master Samurai, just say it."
"Yes...... I may not be able to pay it off all at once now, so I'm going to negotiate to see if I can pay it on credit......"
"Really?"
Zong Zhan glanced around at Xiuguang and his party, and then diverted the topic:
"Well, let's not mention this yet. Where are your names and origins? ā
"Forehead ......"
Hearing Zong Zhan suddenly ask about this, Quan Deng was a little nervous. However, it only took a split second for him to return to his normal samurai appearance.
"We came from Echizen. He was a low-ranking samurai under Yuuki-sama. ā
According to the identity of the excuse that Xiuguang had arranged early in the morning and had used several times, Quan Deng reported this fake origin without a trace of panic.
āā¦ā¦ Oh? Echizen? A low-ranking samurai under Yuuki-sama? ā
Zong Zhan's eyes rolled shrewdly,
"Wait a minute, I'll have to ask first. Why did the junior samurai under Yuuki-sama travel to Kyushu? And why take small children? ā
"Well, this, that's a long story......"
All of them were speechless for a while.
"Kamiya-sama."
At this time, Xiuguang, who was sitting in the back, spoke up.
Zong Zhan looked at the child who suddenly spoke out in some surprise.
"What? Do you have anything to say, little brother? ā
"Yes."
Xiuguang slowly moved to the front of Jeonden,
"Kamiya-sama! Shouldn't we now get down to business about that amount? ā
"I don't even know who you are...... How can you trust and negotiate at will? ā
Zong Zhan smiled a little slyly, wanting to fool Xiuguang, a "child", like this.
"Kamiya-sama, forgive me for being rude."
Xiuguang stood up and leaned into Zong Zhan's ear:
āā¦ā¦ When we come to your house of God, there must be something important. ā
After whispering this short sentence, Xiuguang stepped back and spoke again:
"Kamiya-sama, why don't we have a good discussion about identity in private? After all, this is still a shop in the god house, and there are too many outsiders. ā
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Zong Zhan frowned from the moment Xiuguang came over, and began to look at the "child" in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze again.
Suddenly, Zong Zhan stood up. Kaede, who was sitting next to him, looked at him with some puzzlement.
"Grandfather?"
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Zong Zhan swept the surroundings and outside of the store with the afterglow of his eyes, and then spoke:
"I see. Please take a moment. ā
With his decades of social experience, of course, it is impossible to mistake Guang Gang's intentions.
"Then we might as well be respectful."
Xiuguang also nodded slightly and took the lead in standing up.
"Grandfather? What are you? ā
Kaede, who didn't know the situation, was a little puzzled.
"Kaede, you wait outside first. I'm going to talk to them about who they are and how much they owe. ā
"Huh? Can't I go in and observe? ā
"I can't."
"Wait Grandfather, it's obvious that I won the money! Why can't I participate in the negotiations? ā
"Kaede, be obedient."
Zong Zhan reluctantly perfunctory his granddaughter, and then got up to lead the way for Xiuguang and his party.
"The meeting room is inside. Ladies and gentlemen, please come with me. ā
"Well, I'm sorry for the trouble Kamiya-sama."
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The meeting room in the Kamiya is not large, but now Hidemitsu and his party are crowded inside.
"Don't interrupt our conversation."
"Yes, sir."
As the master, Zong Zhan was the last to enter. He carefully closed the sliding door of the noodle room and had someone guard the door.
"Ahem."
After Zong Zhan closely checked that there were no outsiders, he began to walk into the meeting room with peace of mind and began to sit down for formal discussions.
"Ahem, now the place is official, and there are no outsiders...... So can you tell me what the hell is going on to tell me? The samurai lords of the Yuuki family? ā
"I'm really sorry for you."
Xiuguang smiled,
"Well, we're not really the samurai of the Yuki family. The place of origin is not Echizen either. ā
āā¦ā¦ Oh? ā
Zong Zhan's eyes narrowed, and at the same time, his brain kept spinning.
"We're not Echizen samurai."
Xiuguang continued to carry out reasonable nonsense,
"We were actually entrusted by an adult to come to the house of the gods."
"Sounds like a big deal."
Zong Zhan teased.
"Well...... It's a big deal. ā
"Oh? Is it. So, who entrusted you here? ā
"Well...... this"
Xiuguang took out one of the several letters Rushui had written to himself from his arms and handed it to Zong Zhan.
"Please take a closer look at Kamiya-sama. After reading it, you will understand. ā
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Zong Zhan took the thick envelope, opened it, and read it carefully.
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At first, Zong Zhan's expression was calm.
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Probably when he saw the middle, Zong Zhan's expression became a little solemn.
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Finally, after reading the full text, including the signature at the end, Zong Zhan's expression changed from solemn to solemn.
"Oops, oops, ......"
He scratched his head, which was almost completely bald,
"That's a big deal."