The geisha who play the shamisen sit on their knees, lean the body on their laps, hold the strings with their left hand, hold the ivory plucked in the shape of a ginkgo leaf with their right hand, pluck the strings, and play a light ditty. No worse than a samurai who practiced swordsmanship.

Of course, in contrast, they generally receive more high-class guests, especially the more famous geisha in this industry, and can even choose their own guests, for those who don't look at it, even if they spend more money, it is difficult to see the beauty, and the vast majority of geisha only sell their arts, and the situation is much better than that of the wandering girl.

The hot red leaf pot accompanied by the beautiful Beijing dance makes the tea house a happy scene for the guests and hosts.

The old samurai was obviously very good at being a man, and in addition to sake, he also specially prepared wine, which was produced in the hometown of a French merchant, and he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, so that Gabriel couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, just when everyone was full of wine and food, and slightly drunk.

Someone clapped their hands twice outside the house, and it was not loud, but the sound of the piano in the room immediately stopped, and then the geisha began to bow their heads and clean up the scraps, and their movements were very swift, and after a few moments they finished cleaning, bowed deeply, and bowed their heads and withdrew.

And those samurai of the Choshu and Satsuma domains also returned to their respective positions and stood upright, especially the samurai from the Choshu domain, with a faint flash of excitement in their eyes.

Zhang Heng knew that tonight's main protagonist was finally going to appear.

Gabriel also resumed his sitting posture at this time, he was obviously not used to using his heels as a stool, and when he first came to Japan, he complained in his heart about this anti-human body mechanics sitting method, and his legs became numb after sitting for a while, so he simply changed to sitting cross-legged. But now, in order to show respect, he also decided to say more.

The shoji gate was pushed open from the outside, and the first to walk in was a samurai with a national character face.

As soon as this person appeared, all the warriors in the room felt an invisible pressure, as if they were being targeted by a fierce beast, and the two people sitting in the front couldn't help but shrink their necks back.

"People behead Hanjiro Nakamura!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice, and said in a low voice, "Is he here too?" ”

Hanjiro Nakamura's figure is also unusually tall in Japan in this era, almost as tall as Zhang Heng, and his shoulders are broad, he has a pair of long arms, and his hands are full of calluses.

It is said that Nakamura's family was quite poor when he was young, and his father was seriously ill, so he embezzled the money from the domain for treatment, but he was soon discovered and exiled, and the family could only make money from farming, but Nakamura Hanjiro did not give up his dream of becoming a samurai, first at the age of 15 at the Ijiin Kamoi Dojo to practice the Manifest Stream, and then switched to the Iriya Sect, but at the age of 18, he was hit again, and the death of his brother made him have to go home and continue farming.

However, with what he learned in the previous three years, he laid the foundation and found the direction, but while being a farmer, he continued to practice hard until he was 25 years old, and he also met the most important noble man in his life, Saigo Takamori, and finally became the person who changed the color of the shogunate.

No one knows how many people's blood is on his hands, but just being swept by his gaze is terrifying.

Zhang Heng's focus was different from everyone else, but it was on the knife that fell on Nakamura's waist, which was also his goal tonight.

- Counting the beads and pills constantly.

One of the five swords in the world, forged by Qingjiang Hengji, the sword of the monk Nichiren in the Kamakura period, named because the handle of the knife was wrapped around the rosary, when Zhang Heng looked at this famous knife, Nakamura Hanjiro was also looking at him, perhaps because he was only a strange face who did not belong to the side of the Fallen Curtain faction, Nakamura Hanjiro's gaze stayed on his body for a moment longer.

But in the end, he moved away, bowed to the person behind him, and said, "No problem, please come in." ”

Although most of the people in the room had already received the news in secret, it still caused a stir when the visitor did show up.

"Eastbound! Eastbound Lord! It's really you. ”

"It's great that you're in good health!!" When they saw the comer, many samurai of the Choshu Domain cried bitterly.

Although Zhang Heng had already guessed that it would be a big man who came to Youji to talk about business with Gabriel tonight, but when he heard the name of the person who came, his face also showed surprise, and everyone was waiting for tonight It turned out to be the number one person in the Choshu Domain, Takasugi Shinsaku, who had just passed away in Sakurayama, and the eastbound was his name.

It's no wonder that the Shogunate faction used the master of Hanjiro Nakamura as his personal bodyguard.

If it is known that the lord of Choshu, who should have been buried, suddenly appears in a teahouse in Kyoto, I am afraid that the world will be shaken again, and at the same time cause a series of unpredictable changes.

On the other hand, Takasugi Shinsaku risked such a great danger to enter Kyoto and meet with French merchants in person, and the plan must have been no small.

"Mr. Gabriel, we meet again." Takasugi Jinsaku let out a hearty laugh before he even entered the house.

Although his face still looks a little weak, but his eyes are very bright, and his demeanor and movements seem to be the same as ordinary people, which makes the hearts of the samurai present kindle a glimmer of hope, at this time of great changes in the world, Takasugi Shinsaku's role as the backbone is too important, whether it is his political and military ability, as well as his appeal in the Choshu Domain, it is difficult to be replaced by others.

Therefore, the news of his death came out before, which was out-and-out bad news for the Choshu Domain and the Fallen Curtain faction.

When the French merchant heard this, he laughed and said, "You are so beautiful that even my old friend has been deceived by you." ”

"There is no way, in a special period, special methods must be implemented." Takasugi Shinsaku.

"A special way? It looks like you've made up your mind. Gabriel's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he was no longer half drunk.

"That's right, you have been in Japan for so long, you must have seen it very clearly, the world has reached the time of not changing, rather than procrastinating and continuing to make small repairs that do not hurt, it is better to simply break it completely and build a new world."

It is worthy of writing "When will I die soon, smile at the neighbors and hear the sound of cannons!" "The immortal heroes who repelled the shogunate fleet with all their might, Takasugi Shinsaku, who said such astonishing heroic words, still looked the same.

Gabriel also had to admit in his heart that the small Oriental man in front of him did have a sky-high momentum, no wonder so many people in the Choshu Domain and even the entire Japan were willing to follow him and die for him.

However, he did not forget his identity because of this appreciation, and the French merchant drank the wine in his hand and smiled slyly, "What do you want from me, then, and what can I get from your new world?" ”