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Speaking of this, Mucun paused, and then asked Jiangong:
"Gamiya, I plan to continue drinking outside tomorrow night, do you want to come together?"
"Still drinking?" Jiangong frowned slightly, "Mukun, haven't you guys gone out to drink too often recently?"
"Isn't it because we will leave Edo not long ago?" Mucun shrugged, "When we leave Edo this time, we don't know when we will come back to Edo next time."
"So it's a waste to experience more of the beauty of Edo before leaving Edo."
"The so-called experience of the beauty of Edo is to go to an izakaya to drink..." After complaining in a low voice, Mamiya shook his head, "Sorry, I won't go."
Seeing that Jiangong rejected his invitation almost without thinking, Mucun narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep look at Jiangong.
Then, in a joking tone, he said:
"...Mamiya, since you arrived in Edo, you have been very resistant to going out. Could it be that there is some old lover of yours here in Edo?"
"I don't have any old lovers." Mamiya replied calmly, "The reason why I don't want to go out is simply because I have a wanted warrant."
"Edo is a big city with a population of one million, and it is also the ruling center of the shogunate. There are spies from the government all over the place. One might make the shogunate track down the whereabouts of me, a wanted criminal, and come to the door."
"...Then I think you are a little unfounded." Mucun sneered a few times, "I used to be an official working for the shogunate, and I know exactly what the shogunate is now."
"In terms of how to maintain the Tokugawa family's rule over the world, the shogunate has all kinds of unique skills one after another."
"But when it comes to catching thieves and other issues that are closely related to the lives of the people, the shogunate is not very capable."
Speaking of this, Mucun turned on the knife oil at his feet, and officially began to oil his Odachi.
"Anyway, I think if you have a chance, it's better to go outside. After all, if I remember correctly, you seem to have not gone out for a long time."
"Come to the izakaya with us to drink and drink. Not only can you breathe the fresh air outside, but you can also hear some interesting things occasionally to relieve boredom."
"We heard a lot of interesting things at the izakaya today."
"Oh?" Mamiya raised his eyebrows, and then changed into a half-joking tone, "The interesting thing in your eyes... is there any beautiful girl from Yoshihara?"
"So in your eyes, do I look like this..." Mu Cun looked at Jiangong with a resentful look.
"I was just joking." Gamiya smiled and waved his hand, "Tell me what's so interesting. I happen to be very free right now."
"You, Mamiya, might be interested in this matter." Mucun smiled, "Mamiya, do you know 'Edo's No. [-] Swordsman' and 'Demon Sword Zena'?"
"Huh? What are these?" Behind the eyepieces are Mamiya's suspicious eyes...
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Mucun completely recounted the story that he heard from the izakaya today to Mamiya.
At the end of the retelling, Mucun happened to have put a new oil on his Odachi.
"...Anyway, that's the story. After listening to the story, I went back to Asai and the others to continue drinking."
"Although I've heard of Yamada Asemon's name before, I didn't know until tonight that Yamada Asemon's current head is a very skilled swordsman."
"...It's really scary, this family."
"Huh?" Mucun turned to look at Mamiya who suddenly made a comment.
"This family is really creepy." The expressionless Jiangong repeated his comment just now, "Relying on killing people and dead bodies in exchange for fame and fortune...the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel..."
"Yeah, I think so too." Mucun echoed, "Since their family became the 'shogunate sword tester', it has lasted for hundreds of years. In the past 100 years, there should be countless people killed by their family. Thousands... no, tens of thousands."
"In addition to killing people, they also use human gallbladder to refine medicine - this kind of behavior of using human internal organs to refine medicine also makes me very uncomfortable."
"How did they make human gallbladder into medicine..." Mucun sighed softly, "Although this medicine makes me feel sick, I really want to buy a human gallbladder pill to see how the medicine turns out What it looks like, and the research on its medicinal effect, can make so many people flock to it."
"However, this medicine seems to be very expensive. There has always been a price but no market." Mucun scratched his hair, "It is said that the quality of this man's gallbladder pills has suddenly improved a lot recently, so it must be more difficult to buy now. Qing With all my spare money, I might not be able to afford one."
"The quality of Rendan Pills has suddenly improved a lot?" Jiangong raised his eyes and looked at Mucun with astonishment.
"Yes." Although I don't know why Mamiya looked at him like this, Mucun replied honestly, "But I also heard about it from those construction workers who told me Wen Xian's story tonight. , I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
Mucun summarized what he heard from those construction workers about "the quality of human gallbladder has improved" in as short a sentence as possible.
"...they debated over whether or not human gall pills are useful, but I had already returned to Asai and the others to continue drinking, so I don't know what the final result of their debate was."
"...I'm quite curious." Jiangong smiled, "How did they suddenly improve the quality of this medicine? Did they invent some new method of refining medicine?"
"I don't know about that." Mucun shrugged, "Anyway, I don't like this medicine. For me, even if the raw material for refining medicine is the gall of a dead person, I really can't accept it."
"Hi! Mucun!" At this moment, Asai's voice suddenly reached Mamiya and Mucun's ears, "Shimada asked me to bring you a message—he has already taken a bath, and you can go take a bath anytime now."
"Oh! I'm going now!" Mucun picked up his Odachi, which had been maintained, and stood up, "Mamiya, I'm going to take a shower now, and we can talk slowly later."
"Yeah." Mamiya nodded slightly.
Mucun, carrying the odachi, strode away from Mamiya.
Mamiya maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, motionless.
He looked down at the tatami in front of him, as if he was in a daze, but at the same time he seemed to be thinking.
Until Mucun had completely left his field of vision, Jiangong still remained silent.
It wasn't until some time later that Jian Gong's faint soliloquy sounded in the living room:
"……Father……"
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Kuro stared blankly at the wilderness on the outskirts of Edo in front of him.
In the wilderness, there were densely packed people whose hands and feet were bound and forced to sit on the ground.
Roughly speaking, there are at least hundreds of people.
Without exception, they all flinched, with fear and anxiety on their faces.
Surrounding the hundreds of people were about the same number of heavily armed warriors. They glared at the hundreds of kneeling people fiercely and asked them to kneel down and not move around.
"...Father..." Jiulang looked at his father beside him, "Who are these people kneeling on the ground? Why are we here?"
"Jiulang." Father said in a tone of neither joy nor sorrow, "to kill these people together with me, and then take their guts."
"Kill, kill? Why?" Jiulang couldn't help looking at the hundreds of people who were forced to kneel on the ground again - there were men and women among them, but without exception, they were all extremely young. In their teens, the oldest one should not be more than 20 years old.
No matter how they look at it, they are not the ones who will be sentenced to beheading.
It is also impossible that there will be so many such young condemned prisoners suddenly.
"Nakamiya has a lung disease. It is in urgent need of treatment." At this time, the father took out the cuffs and tied the sleeves on both sides of the kimono, "so a large amount of the highest quality made from young, fresh liver People’s Gallbladder Pills to treat illnesses. Stop talking nonsense and start working.” [Zhonggong: Queen’s code name]
"Wait! Father! These people are not death row prisoners, right?!"
"They are healthy, disease-free and young enough to be collected by the government."
"Does that mean that they are all just helping innocent people? Killing all these innocent people is just to treat Zhonggong's illness?"
"Jiulang, pay attention to your tone." Father said in a very obvious displeasure tone, "What you said just now is too disrespectful to His Majesty Zhonggong."
"These people are just helpers. How can it be compared with the life of the Zhonggongxia. The Zhonggongxia has the heavy responsibility of mothering the world, and her life is far more valuable than letting these Ziduo live."
"Is there anything wrong with exchanging these filthy lives for one of Zhonggong's servants - Jiulang?"
"Father! This is ridiculous! How can human life be converted in such a way!"
"...Kurang, it seems... I really shouldn't have brought you here. Anyway, if you don't want to do it, you can go and rest aside, I can finish this job by myself."
"Hey! What are you guys arguing about? Why don't you do it?" At this moment, a potbellied warrior strode towards Jiulang and the others.
"My lord, I am very sorry." The father bowed and apologized to the warrior, "We will do it now."
Seeing that a big man from the government seemed to be coming, Jiulang immediately wanted to tell him that it was ridiculous to take the lives of more than a hundred people to save Zhonggong.
However... Before he could speak, a sharp pain came from his side.
He struggled to look to his side—the father standing beside him, hitting his side with the bottom of the handle of the knife.
He didn't have any defense against his father, he didn't expect his father to attack him unexpectedly...
This slam made Kuro's limbs go limp, and when Kuro was completely unable to resist, his father slashed at the back of Kuro's neck with a hand knife.
The pain from the back of the neck made Kuro's eyes black, and the intense dizziness made Kuro's eyelids sink slowly, making it difficult to open them.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he saw his father who was still expressionless, and said to him coldly: "I said, if you don't want to do it, you can go to the side and rest."
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Mamiya opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
In the empty room where he was alone, there was only his low panting.
Jiangong was a little thankful that each of them could have an exclusive room, otherwise, the sound of him getting up just now would surely wake up one or two people.
In this luxurious mansion, there are so many rooms that even if the number of people in Hulu House is doubled, everyone can still get a room.
Because everyone can have their own independent room, Jian Gong who got up suddenly didn't disturb anyone, and didn't wake anyone up.
Gamiya raised his hand and touched his back - the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat.
He doesn't have nightmares.
He just recalled a certain past event in his dream - although this past event is no different from a nightmare.
——Now... what time is it...
Gamiya turned his head and looked at the window next to him—the sky outside the window was still pitch black. Gamiya simply estimated that it was still far away from dawn, probably more than an hour away.
(Is there anything wrong with exchanging these filthy lives for a life under the palace—Kurang?)
Even though he had woken up from the dream, he still remembered the words that the person said to him in the dream just now.
In his mind, just as the man's voice fell into his mind, the words that another person——Mu Cun said to him before falling asleep tonight, seemed to have his own consciousness, and automatically rang in Gamiya's mind:
(It is said that the quality of this person's gallbladder pills has suddenly improved a lot recently.)
Mamiya turned his head again, looking at the sky outside the window again.
At this time, Jiangong himself did not notice—his eyes gradually changed from bewildered to sharp.
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The next morning, early in the morning—
Everything in this luxurious mansion is good, but there is only one thing that makes Lin very dissatisfied-the stove is built extremely high for some reason.
This makes Lin, who is only 1 meters tall, particularly uncomfortable.
So every time she cooks, Lin can only find a small wooden box and step on it to cook.
"Humph~?~Cooking~?~Humph~?~Boiling soup~?~Humph~?~Add salt~?~"
At this moment, in the kitchen, Lin, who was stepping on the wooden box with her bare white feet, was flipping the miso soup in front of her with a big spoon, while humming a song that she had just come up with and composed by herself. The small and well-proportioned toes are twitching with the ups and downs of the tone.
Although the tune comes and goes with the same tune, and the lyrics only include a few words such as cooking, soup, and salt, Lin still hums it quite happily.
When she is in a good mood, Lin will hum a song while cooking like she is doing now.
Because everyone's three meals a day have always been arranged by Lin alone, so she is basically the first to get up every morning.
Just when Lin was concentrating on cooking today's breakfast, unexpectedly, the voice of the palace came from behind her.
"Lord."
The voice of the palace suddenly came out from behind, which made Lin tremble with fright.
Lin quickly turned her head and looked behind her——behind her was Jian Gong, who was dressed neatly and held a brand new bamboo hat in her hand.
"Jiulang?" Lin looked Gamiya up and down several times with surprised eyes, "Are you... planning to go out?"