"Not really, for some personal reasons. You can rest assured, I just want to learn from each other, and I don't contain any personal feelings and national contradictions. Liu Zheng explained.

He is a person who has single-handedly destroyed an empire and established an empire, and when he is serious, his bearing is like a mountain and a sea, and Fujiwara Apricot was taken by this momentum, and he immediately believed his words.

Besides, if Liu Zheng really wants to make trouble at that time, she will just call the police.

Now that it's all modern society, no matter how strong a swordsman is, he can't carry a taser.

After signing a bilingual contract between Chinese and Japan, Fujiwara officially became Liu Zheng's tour guide.

She said that she would have to go back and communicate with the familiar dojo, but if it was a completely private exchange, it shouldn't be a big problem.

He said that there is no problem, and if he is not at ease, he can also sign a non-disclosure agreement.

After saying goodbye to Liu Zheng, Fujihara returned home.

The Fujiwara family is located in the heart of Chiyoda-ku, and you can see the Imperial Palace of Japan from your doorstep.

Chiyoda Ward is the center of Tokyo and the whole of Japan, and is home to almost all of the central administrative agencies and the headquarters of large corporations.

The average annual income of Chiyoda District is 7.88 million yen (about 480,000 yuan), ranking first among the 23 wards, and the eight main streets of Minato Ward, which also ranks second in housing prices, ranks first with 2.27 million yen (about 140,000 yuan) per square meter.

And in such a place where every inch of land is at a premium, the Fujiwara family actually has a big mansion with four entrances and four exits, and even the courtyard is the size of half a football field.

"Father, I'm back." After changing her shoes, taking the towel from the maid and wiping her face, Fujiwara walked up to her father and saluted.

"Hmm. I heard that you took a job as a tour guide? Fujiwara Mitsuishi asked as he read the newspaper.

"Yes, Father. In this way, I want to learn more about the thinking of Chinese and their understanding of China. Fujihara replied.

She didn't wonder how Fujiwara Mitsushi knew, the woman of the Fujiwara family worked for her, and it was impossible for the Peninsula Hotel not to inform him of the situation.

After all, the Fujiwara family was one of the majority shareholders of The Peninsula Hotel in the first place.

"What kind of person is the other person? What is the job? Fujiwara Mitsushi asked.

"Mr. Liu Zheng is a young but very dignified person, and his swordsmanship is very superb, and he hopes that I can help him contact the martial arts hall in Tokyo for an exchange." Fujiwara Anko said the general situation.

"Another Li Shuwen?" He didn't know what he remembered, and his face was a little unsightly.

"It shouldn't be, Mr. Liu Zheng said that he wouldn't hurt anyone, and the exchange was completely confidential, and he could sign an agreement." She quickly explained.

"What kind of swordsmanship does he use?" Fujiwara Miishi asked noncommittally.

"It is similar to the ancient flow swordsmanship, according to Mr. Liu Zheng, it is the swordsmanship used by the Ming Dynasty and the Japanese Kou." Fujiwara said.

"A Chinese, can actually know the Japanese swordsmanship of the Ming Dynasty? You have been using honorifics, and it seems that you have great respect for this person named Liu Zheng. Fujiwara Miishi didn't dwell on the question of swordsmanship anymore, but asked about something else.

"It's not so much respect as reverence. For a moment, I felt as if I saw Amaterasu. Fujihara Xing recalled Liu Zheng's momentum at that moment, and her body couldn't help but stiffen a little.

This evaluation is boundlessly high, and Fujiwara Mitsuishi frowned.

He knew that his daughter was not an ignorant person, she had been in and out of various high-class occasions since she was a child, and had seen countless powerful and wealthy people, coupled with her extremely high swordsmanship attainments, she had always been arrogant and had eyes above the top, and she actually had such a high opinion of a person she had seen for the first time, which had to make him curious.

"Have you called the gym?" Fujiwara Mitsuishi asked.

"Not yet." Fujibara shook her head.

"Then you don't have to fight, I'll arrange this matter." He said flatly.

"Yes, father." Fujiwara bowed and went back to her room to rest.

The next morning, Liu Zheng received a call from Fujiwara Apricot.

"I'm sorry to disturb you in the morning, I'm ready here, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you?" She asked politely.

So efficient? He was a little surprised, although he knew that Fujiwara Xing should not be from a low background, but this action power was too top, not to mention the head snake, it was simply the head dragon.

Surprised to surprised, of course it is good to be able to complete the task quickly, Liu Zheng immediately replied: "I have no problem, I can set off at any time." ”

"Okay, then I'll pick you up at the hotel in fifteen minutes." Fujiwara said politely.

After picking up breakfast, estimating that the time was almost up, he went downstairs to the door of the hotel.

Then, he saw a Mercedes S450.

"I'm afraid the tour guide fee I paid you won't be enough for the fare." Liu Zheng sat in the back row and joked.

"I want to take this opportunity to practice driving, if you don't dislike me, just take your sparring." Fujiwara said with a smile.

Originally, Liu Zheng thought she was polite, but when the car started, he found out that she was a real novice driver.

Not to mention that the brakes and the start are not smooth, the distance between the brakes and the car in front should be at least two cars away.

If it weren't for the fact that Japanese people don't like to honk their horns, the cars behind them would have been able to hold concerts.

Fujihara Apricot, who has always been dignified and elegant, also felt a little embarrassed and apologized again and again.

Liu Zheng comforted her and said, "It's okay, as a novice female driver, you have already driven very well." ”

Fujiwara Xing said angrily: "Is Mr. Liu so unserious about comforting girls?" ”

He quickly shook his head and said, "No, I'm telling the truth." ”

She winked twice in the car's rearview mirror and said, "Really? ”

Liu Zheng said seriously: "Really, when I was learning to drive, a female student directly put the coach all the way to the wall, fortunately the throttle was stuck, otherwise the coach was afraid of ascending to heaven on the spot." ”

Fujiwara Xing forced a smile, but her eyes were bent into crescents, and she smiled: "I'm not that kind of girl." ”

He also laughed twice, and then asked casually, "I don't know if it's inconvenient to ask a question?" ”

She generously said, "Just ask." ”

Liu Zheng expressed his doubts, "I don't think you look like you need to work, why did you come to be a tour guide?" ”

Fujiwara Kyoko chuckled and said, "Actually, I'm going to study in China, so I want to exercise my communication skills in advance." ”

"I see." He nodded.

Luck was okay, although it was slow, there was no traffic jam along the way, and the two soon came to a courtyard.

This dojo is very antique, almost the same as the dojo of the heroine's house in "Rogue Kenshin" that Liu Zheng once watched.

Maybe this is the prototype of the Kamiya Dojo.

On the steps, Fujihara Xing skillfully took out two pairs of slippers and handed them to Liu Zheng.

"This is the Mingxin Martial Arts Hall where I learned swordsmanship since I was a child, and the owner of the hall is my master Mingxinliu eighteenth generation of Nagatsuka Saburo." As Fujiwara introduced, Apricot Fujiwara opened the shoji (i.e., Japanese-style papier-mâché sliding door).

When I entered the door, the central practice area was already full of people, and a tall and thin middle-aged man was sitting directly above it, with his eyes closed as if he was not sleeping.

Seeing the two of them coming in, everyone in the field looked at them as if they had touched the mechanism, Rao is Fujiwara Apricot was bold and ambitious, and he was also glared at by countless pairs of bright eyes.

"Master, I'm here with a guest." She said respectfully to the man above.

As soon as Fujiwara's voice fell, Saburo Nagasuka suddenly opened his eyes, and his round eyes stretched his sockets to the limit, and he could even see eyelids and bloodshots, but his pupils were extremely black, like demon pupils that could absorb light, which made people afraid.

"Eye Strike", one of the off-the-board moves in Japanese martial arts, uses the bloodshot eyes to suddenly stun the enemy and hit the enemy's morale, so as to take the lead.

It is said that during the practice, you should stare at the mountain peak several kilometers away for more than 10 minutes, once in the morning, noon and once in the evening, and you should not blink.

There are also such techniques in Chinese martial arts, such as the Vajra Angry Eye in Buddhist martial arts and the Lei Gong Divine Eye in Taoist martial arts.

With food supplements and potions to nourish the inside and outside, plus massage and qi and blood running, it is said that when practicing to a high depth, you can look directly at the noon sun without stinging.

As soon as Nagatsuka Saburo came up, he used "eye-hitting", obviously to give Liu Zheng a dismount.

He smiled slightly, did not stare or frown, but looked directly into Nagasuka Saburo's eyes with a peaceful gaze, like a benevolent god looking at a mortal who was overwhelmed.

Eyes battled, Nagatsuka Saburo was quickly defeated, and took the lead in avoiding his eyes.

The disciples of the dojo also saw that their hall master was not only, and their hearts were shocked.

They have tasted the pain of "eyeblowing", and it is difficult for them to perform at a normal level in the competition after the last time they were subjected to the competition.

There are even timid people who were directly stunned by Saburo Nagatsuka, and for a while they were widely rumored in kendo circles.

However, after practicing for less than three years since then, Nagasuka Saburo will not use "eye-hitting", which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

The Ming Xinliu Sect Master, known as the "Demon Pupil", actually lost to a young man in his eyes, which was really unbelievable.

"Fortunately, the owner of the Nagasuka Pavilion, my name is Liu Zheng." Liu Zheng greeted politely.

It turns out that you can speak Japanese, so you have been communicating in Mandarin before, and Fujiwara Anko secretly glanced at him.

"Fortunately, Liu Jun. The head of the Fujiwara family had already greeted me, and I agreed to the exchange, but there was one request. Saburo Nagatsuka returned to his normal gaze.

"Speak, please." He replied.

"If you win, it has to be kept secret. If you lose, you will have to come to the Mingxin Dojo every day for the rest of your visa. Nagasuka Saburo said coldly.

"No problem." Liu Zheng nodded briskly.

It sounds a bit excessive, but assuming that he opened a martial arts gym, he definitely doesn't like to waste time and energy when someone comes to kick the gym for no reason, of course, the conditions must be set a little harshly.

It's just that he is asked to do chores, and it is estimated that it is all for the sake of the face of Fujiwara's apricot family.

Since Liu Zheng agreed to the conditions, Nagasuka Saburo did not grind, but directly took the agreement and signed it.