As the woman's voice scolded, a man was staggered and pushed out, and then, a woman wearing small sleeves and a snow-white face, with her sleeves rolled high, tied to her body with a cloth cross X, exposing her arms, but also a little white, but a little too fat, when she stretched her arms, a circle of white flesh under her big arms had to shake a few times.

This woman is at least one hundred and forty or fifty pounds, and the man who looks quite sloppy in his clothes is about 1.75 meters in later generations, thin and masculine, and he is estimated to be not as good as this woman.

This man's arm span is at least 1.9 meters, in the tone of Mr. Ming Storyteller, that is, the hand is longer than the knee, naturally such a person cannot exist, normal people's arm span and height should be about the same, yellow people are slightly shorter, and the arm span is long, that is talented, such as Yi Jianlian in later generations, with a height of 211 and an arm span of 224, which is already against the sky among the yellow people, and the man in front of him has an arm span at the level of the sky.

Playing basketball with a long arm span means that others can't touch the ball, and the same is true for swordsmanship, if others can't cut you, you can cut others, what is this concept? The highest purpose of all swordsmanship is to [kill others before they are killed], and if such a person does not practice, he will become a sword hero once he practices.

The obedient official shook the fan interestingly and watched the fat woman push the man to stagger, and said that he couldn't see this lively thing in the castle, and for a while the bad taste attacked, and he couldn't help but interject loudly, "If you don't give money, how can you call it a scoop!" ”

There have been a lot of times since the sword hunting order was issued, and the situation that a casual person used to carry a knife to show off his might is now not visible in Kyoto, and those who can carry a knife must be a samurai master, especially if the obedient official himself does not bring a knife, the knife is inserted in Sakurai Liya's waist, for a while, the fat woman can't guess his identity, and I don't know whether it's a minister or a samurai, so she didn't dare to make a mistake, and she didn't dare to scold with foul language, so she said to the man bitterly: "There are no two wests, there are rules and regulations, you have to pay for the night!" ”

The man has long hair over his waist, a wine gourd on his waist, and his clothes are torn to the point that his sleeves are rotten, and he looks quite mountainous in this era.

But women can't often theorize, especially women in special industries, you really can't control other people's appetites, maybe people like this man's style.

Silently bent down to pick up the package on the ground, and when he carried the package, there was a slight sound of gold and iron colliding, obviously there was a guy inside, Sakurai Liya, who was originally pressing her head hard, suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her free hand was pressed on the handle of the knife at her waist.

"I thought that with my friendship with Michiyo, I could not talk about money." The man known as Wujixi stroked his long hair and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It turns out that this is still a deal. ”

"Ah Fang." The fat woman suddenly became angry again, "If you have a relationship, you have to pay for the night!" On this street, most of the men have a relationship with me, is it possible that I will not charge money for sleeping with men in the future? Do you think you are a beautiful man with melancholy eyes and long hair over your waist? Beautiful men also have to pay. ”

These words are too strong, there were still some onlookers around, and they suddenly dispersed, and if they didn't leave, wouldn't they be a man who had a relationship with her.

At this time, a woman hiding in the house finally couldn't help it, grabbed the corner of her skirt with one hand and pressed it tightly between her legs, walked out quickly with small steps, and said to the fat woman: "Forget it......"

"Michiyo." The fat woman turned her head and looked angry, "You are just too stupid for people to take you and not give money." ”

Seeing the woman, the good official knew at this time that the fat woman in her feelings was uneven, and the one who just came out was the protagonist, but it was actually called Mei Chiyo...... He couldn't help frowning, it seems that the implementation of Chiyo's evasion order is not thorough enough, and there are still fish that have slipped through the net, and he has to ask Jingsheng to comb it again when he goes back.

The so-called steamed bun with a piece of cake, a slightly beautiful woman, most of her friends are not good-looking, and this proportion gradually rises according to the degree of beauty, in turn, according to the appearance of the fat woman, the appearance of the woman who just came out is slightly wider except for the face, the rest are good, and the whole can actually give a beautiful title, she pressed the corner of the skirt with one hand, and grabbed the fat woman tightly with one hand, and begged in a low voice, "Forget it, forget it, no matter what, Wujixi is in my heart, after all, she is a personable vassal......"

The fat woman disdained, "The fart of the feudal priest, but a down-and-out ronin, said that he participated in the Emperor's Imperial Tour, and was personally asked by the general to teach swordsmanship, how can he not be mixed with the swordsmanship?" If you hadn't taken him in, he would have starved to death. As he spoke, he spat on the ground, "Men are not good things, just after eating their bellies, they think about the birds in the crotch cloth, and they are happy, and they don't give money......"

The woman's face was flushed by what she said, and she dragged her into the room, and the Wujixi stood beside her, and sure enough, her eyes were melancholy, and she just looked at the woman silently.

And the obedient official listened to the fat woman talk about the emperor's imperial view, and then thought about the name of this guy, no two west? New and free of the best? Miyamoto Musashi his father?

Suddenly, his habit of collecting Jianhao flare up again, this is the founder of the serious second sword stream, at this time Miyamoto Musashi has not yet been born, maybe it is this guy who hooked up with the girl of Kyoto with melancholy eyes, and then married back, and gave birth to a son the next year, that is, Musashi.

This calculation, the time is really about the same, and then look at the woman, it can be regarded as a Peugeot, and at that moment, he walked over with a fan, "Who said he was not a feudal priest?" ”

When the fat woman heard this, she turned her head to look at him, and her face couldn't help but sneer a little, after all, the good official is young, and he usually relies on people to press the scene, and Cleopatra behind him, there are all swordsmen on both sides, and a bunch of daimyo kneeling in front of him, even if it is a dog in the middle, the aura also comes out.

But now there is only one Sakurai Liya next to him, and he is holding his little hand, which is clearly the posture of some children of the princess's family secretly taking the maid out to play, although the princess is noble, and now he is also suddenly rich, but the people think that the princess is not as good as a samurai with a sword, this fat woman does not dare to speak, it does not mean that she is convinced by the words of the good official.

The obedient official smiled, pulled down a piece of jade from his waist, and threw it to Wu Erxi, who was stunned, raised his hand and copied it in the palm of his hand, looked down, the jade the size of his thumb belly, carved layer upon layer, looked at the sun, at least five or six layers were carved inside, moved slightly, and rolled up one layer after another, it was very good-looking, not to mention the jade, just this carving, at least hundreds of times!

Wu Erxi's face immediately changed.

The good official likes to eat cakes, eat snacks, drink red wine with drinks, drink black tea and coffee with milk, in short, he has a lot of appetite, but he doesn't care about what depth, like wine to remove sugar, he disdains, you want to drink pure? What depth is it, the water is the purest, why don't you drink water and drink alcohol? In short, the wine is not sweet, so what is there to drink.

This life is the same, when he was in Daxing County, he only had a little money to buy candied fruits, and his greed can be seen. Similarly, most of the things he likes are fancy and good-looking, even if he wears a moon-white Confucian shirt and dresses as a great scribe, he has to put a jade ring on his head.

So the jade he threw out was also finely carved, and it could also be used as a toy, and it was by no means an ordinary commodity on the street.

"Wu Erxi, give you a thousand stones, take the token and go to Sakamoto Castle to report, remember to bring this girl." The obedient official fully enjoyed the feeling of the savior, and the fat woman's eyes widened even more, and she saw it when Wu Erxi raised her hand to look at the jade, and no matter how illiterate that thing is, people who don't know the goods can see that it is precious, is this a big man?

It is said that this Wujixi should also bow to the lord and accept his head! I didn't think about it, this guy walked over, bent down and gave a deep salute, and then offered the jade with both hands, "Thank you for your appreciation, but please forgive me for making a second time, I think that the art of war is priceless." ”

The obedient official's face immediately froze.

Looking at this guy with long hair and waist, the good officer really wanted to spray his saliva, lying on the mud horse, the art of war is priceless, you just say that you dislike Yu Lu Shao, you have to go around in a big circle, and it is priceless, without you a big-headed ghost.

No wonder Miyamoto Musashi has been seeking 3,000 stone for a lifetime, and he can't, sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, his eyes are high, and his feelings are like this.

At this time, the swordsmen mixed up with the famous, basically served as the daimyo's swordsmanship guide, that is, the so-called art of war guide, such as Kyoto's Yoshioka Kyoba-ryu, when the lord obediently presented his own swordsmanship cheats early, although their family also hung the name of the Ashikaga general's swordsmanship guide, but in fact, the family is mainly to open a dyeing workshop, the dojo is just the protective color of the dyeing workshop, it is not bad for money, the swordsmanship guide of three or four hundred stone Yulu, certainly did not make money as a businessman, but in the end, it is a dignified samurai identity.

Fusang class Senran, the simplest example, when fighting a war, shouting [the enemy is ashamed of me to take off his clothes], all are samurai, small soldiers are not qualified to ask for the head, even if the head of the enemy general is cut off, at most it will be exchanged for some white rice, so, countless people have broken their heads to find a samurai identity, there is white rice to take, you can bring a long and a short two knives, walking on the road to meet the peasants, those peasants have to avoid, dodge not in a hurry to kneel on the ground, even if the ground is a lump of cow dung.

This is equivalent to the Ming Dynasty taking the identity of Xiucai, and suddenly he is superior, he does not pay taxes or food, wears a long shirt and wears a Confucian crown, the reason is the same.

But this guy, a thousand stone is too little, and the good official wants to shake his hand and give him a big mouth, which is equivalent to a scholar who doesn't want to take the Xiucai exam, and wants to become a jinshi in one step, it's just a dream, do you think you came out of the ivory tower? Even if it comes out of the ivory tower, you have to play obediently according to the rules of the game, and be fair to you, a so-called genius, where are the tens of millions of people in the world? After all, the world is built on rules, as the saying goes, there are no rules, there is no circle.

Now that the good official will also raise some bearing and the city government, he smiled at the moment, "Oh? So, what do you think of the three thousand stones? ”

Sakurai Liya, who was holding hands by the obedient official next to her, was suddenly in a hurry, and pulled the lord hard, joking, picking up someone on the street casually, even if he was a sword hero, but three thousand stones, where was the important minister in the family?

You must know that the Yanagi Sect is no more than 2,000 stones, but the Yanagi family is a wealthy family in Ise for generations, and Tomita Jingsheng has 5,000 stones, but the people have made great contributions when His Royal Highness was alone in the battle, which is a typical example of being established, not to mention that there is a group of Nakatiaoliu disciples who follow Jingsheng, a senior brother, to eat. For example, Kaida Bungoro of Kaimachi, that is the new Yin Liu, the nephew of the sword saint Kamiizumi Shintsuna, who is well-known in the world in martial arts, and even Yanagi Zongyan has lost to him three times in a row, after the establishment of the sword house, he honestly led his disciples to Sakamoto Castle to visit, and His Royal Highness appreciated it, and only then did he give a thousand stone to him.

But this is the only one, but a scoop who doesn't give money, a lonely person, what qualifications do you have to get such a high salary?

The obedient official naturally knew what Sakurai Liya meant, and secretly grabbed her hand to signal her not to worry, so he smiled and looked at Wu Erxi.

After hearing the three thousand stones, the expression on Wuerxi's face moved slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "The art of war is ashamed to talk about Yulu, and he is proud to swing his sword to kill the enemy. ”

Nodding with approval on his face, the obedient officer took back the jade ryukyu from the other party's hand, pondered for a moment, and then said to the fat woman, "Go and get a pen and paper." ”

The fat woman finally knew that this must be a big man, so she quickly picked up her fat ass and ran all the way, took the paper and pen, and smiled all over her face, "Master, this is Mingguo's paper, Lord see if it is suitable or not." ”

Fuso didn't have a table, the fat woman moved a short table, Sakurai Liya quickly took a foot of silk from her arms and spread it on the ground, sat down obediently, and then picked up a pen and wrote four big characters on the paper: Kyoto hot land.

Thanks to his skin, these four Chinese characters are written in black big and young, quite a posture, the fat woman praised it, the beauty of Chiyo stood aside timidly, but there was also a feeling of pity for me, it should be a popular girl, this new free West actually has some women's fate.

I looked at the words, and after getting up satisfied, the obedient officer said: "Wuerxi, since you think that the art of war is priceless, and you are ashamed to talk about it, then, don't go out, I will give you four words, and you will honestly be a bodyguard for this Miss Michiyo!" Seeing that she loves you very much, she doesn't care if you eat soft rice. ”

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Wu Erxi and the others were suddenly shocked, and their faces seemed to be crying and laughing, and they didn't know what expressions they were.

Haha laughed, the obedient official threw away the brush, dragged Sakurai Liya away, walked two steps, turned around and said, "By the way, the name Chiyo is no longer allowed to be used, from now on, this name will be used again...... There is no mercy for killing. Don't be afraid, that young lady, I'll give you a name, and it's Harukami Rissa! Don't worry about using this name boldly, whoever dares to trouble you, let him come to me. ”

This is power, the direction of countless people's lives and even life and death, but in his thoughts, this feeling is not much different from being a god, and countless heroes and heroes are fascinated by it.

The obedient official is satisfied, there is no shortage of swordsmen under his hands now, the true disciples of the two great sword saints of Fuso are now under his hands, Chiyo's teacher Tsukahara Hikoshiro originally lived in seclusion on Sakurajima, and was later invited out of the mountain by Chiyo, and then went to Kyoto with Chiyo, and now he has two thousand stone swords, and he is specially allowed to support 100 people, which can be described as the first in the sword house, this is the teacher of Tachibana Chiyo, no one dares to talk nonsense. He and Bungoro Hita are two, one is the son of Tsukahara Puchuan, and the other is the nephew of Kamiizumi Nobutsuna.

Like Wu Erxi, who is stunned, doesn't know the height of the sky, doesn't understand interpersonal communication, if he really plunges into the sword house, to be honest, the end may be very miserable, and the good official seems to humiliate him, in fact, this may not be a kind of happiness.

The obedient official grabbed Liya and walked away, and Sakurai Liya turned back from afar and shouted, "My master is under the White Palace." ”

The fat woman on the side came back to her senses first, looked at the silk on the ground, and then looked at the paper on the paper, and suddenly, a wave of anger rushed to her head, her face trembled, and she gritted her teeth and said: "The new is the only one in the west, you are a ......."

Even that Mei Chiyo, no, it should be called Harukami Risa at this time, couldn't stand it anymore, and said with tears in her eyes: "Wujixi, you disappointed me too much, you don't want to do a thousand stones, what are you going to do?" Do you have to ask me to charge someone else's overnight fee to support you? ”

Xinfu Wuerxi's face was sluggish, and he hadn't woken up from the shock, he had guessed the identity of the obedient official from the beginning, and when he heard the three thousand stones, to be honest, his heart almost stopped beating at that time, he hated only hate, his heart was too high, but he didn't want to, and he was knocked down from the clouds at once.

"Red Deer Noro." The fat woman gritted her teeth and pushed the new Wujixi, "Get out, get out, get out of here, get me as far as you want, go back to your beautiful country, Kyoto is not something like you can mix." ”

At this time, Yi Neng Jingzhai and Tomita Jingsheng quietly turned out, followed by a large group of Nakajo swordsmanship disciples behind their buttocks, and the two quietly followed behind the good official, for fear that this lord would have an accident when he played the white dragon fish suit, but you can't help the lord go out, otherwise, this lord is not very old after all, and when the time comes, he will be annoyed and hate you for the rest of his life, which will be a big loss.

These two people are the kind of guys who are also loyal, but not very principled, others are hard to advise the obedient officials Bai Arowana, they are all pretending to be stupid, and then secretly exert their strength to protect, the dog's legs are full of ability, naturally, the obedient officials also know in their hearts, this is why the so-called ministers have been favored by the kings in all dynasties.

"Oops! The lord's handwriting is really good. Yi Neng Jingzhai knew that His Royal Highness would definitely not hear this, but he was used to sycophants, and he was too deep in the play, and he usually had this tone, "Especially this local word, it is used well and wonderfully." "Speaking, looking at that Harakami Risha, the smile on his face is inevitably a little obscene, but he looks dignified, even if he shows a lewd smile, it doesn't look annoying, this is why the good official uses him, sycophant, good-looking, proficient in Daming and Fusang dialect, as for Jianhao, this guy is more fleshy in Jianhao's swordsmanship, which is not surprising.

He is proficient in Sinology, and has traveled in the Ming Dynasty, so he naturally feels that the meaning of this soil word is particularly rich, just as the Ming Dynasty slang saying [let me come to Songsong Little Lady This piece of soil], the indescribable obscene meaning, but Tomita Jingsheng didn't understand, couldn't help frowning, thought about it carefully, and still didn't think that this soil word was wonderful, but he naturally didn't say it explicitly, just looked at the new Wujixi sneered, and said to himself: "A wild warrior in the countryside actually dares to think that my Royal Highness is low, His Excellency Fumigoro, the nephew of the sword saint Kamiizumi Isemori, will only receive a thousand koku in the sword house of His Royal Highness......"

The rest of the Nakatiaoliu disciples boasted for the senior brother, "My Royal Highness Jingsheng, Zhongjo Liu's descendants, when the main hall broke into the camp of Yuchai Zhuqian alone, His Royal Highness Jingsheng desperately protected the main hall, and the famous and surnamed samurai killed I don't know how much, the great merit is now, now it is only five thousand stone Yulu, you are a wild samurai, you actually want three thousand stone Yulu, it is really wishful thinking......"

Xinfu Wujixi's face turned purple, his eyes were about to fall out, and he looked at the boasting guy red, Tomita Jingsheng also felt that he was boasting too much, and he felt blushing, so he immediately sank his face and scolded, and he didn't look at Wuerxi, so he led everyone to catch up.

And Yi Neng Jingzhai coveted the lord's words, and couldn't help but ask the fat woman, "You might as well transfer this word to me, I will give fifty runs, no, one hundred runs......"

Before he finished speaking, the fat woman quickly put away the paper with the words written, "I don't sell it, I don't sell it for any amount of money." ”

"That's it, I don't want to pay for it." Fusang dialect is a relatively rude country accent, Yi Neng Jingzhai deliberately learned a sentence, and then looked at the Harukami Risha, and couldn't help but envy, "But this Miss Harugami Risa is lucky, and the future history pen may not be able to record it, this is the Miao surname given by His Royal Highness of my family, even if it is a name of millions of stones, no one has such an honor......"

He said a few words, and when he saw that Tomita Jingsheng and the others were far away, he hurriedly chased after him, and he actually understood in his heart that this spring was cloudy, and he was afraid that it was a hidden insulation, but he naturally wouldn't say it.

Seeing everyone walking away, the fat woman muttered to herself, then took out the paper and unfolded it, looked left and right, looked up and down, and felt that this soil character did not know where the magic was, and as soon as her eyes rolled, she reached out and tore off the soil character, and suddenly it became [Kyoto fever]

She looked at it, and then put away the paper proudly, thinking that she would make this into a plaque and hang it up, presumably the business would be very good, and turned her head with a smile, and saw the new Wujixi, she couldn't help but have disgust on her face, and the lion roared loudly: "Wuerxi, get out of here." ”

Seeing that Xinfu Wujixi's face was lost, his soul was lost, and he staggered and left drunk like a drunk, that spring risa was a little unbearable after all, and was about to catch up with him in small steps, but was dragged by the fat woman, "Meiqian... No, Risha, let him go! ”

"But ......" Lisha couldn't help crying in the spring, and the fat woman persuaded her, "Ming Guohua said that a husband and wife will be kind in one night, and it will be fine in a hundred days, and when we have this character, it is not that we can sell it as many nights as we want, and sell it for a few years, let's go back to our hometown in the countryside and find an honest man to marry, wouldn't it be good." ”

Fusang Ji Nu's mental journey will not talk about her, the good official wandered around Kyoto for a day, holding Liya's little hand, eating snacks, looking at the scenery, I don't know how refreshed, after returning to Sakamoto Castle, I happened to bump into Zhongli, I thought that Zhongli's brother was going to count him down again, and immediately smiled on his face, but he didn't want Zhongli to hold him, "Hey! I said, uncle, good brother, you are back, hurry, the big boy has arrived. ”

The obedient official was overjoyed when he heard it, Shan Sinan, you stinky boy, you are finally back, I don't know if the things I gave you have been done.

(To be continued)