I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

"Actually, we don't have enough manpower in all aspects of Huofu Thief Kai."

"After the shogunate allocated new funds to us, we are now recruiting in full swing."

"Our prison reformed by fire robbers just lacks a person with experience in prison management."

"Are you interested in joining our Huofu Thief Kai?"

Hasegawa's words were very cryptic.

But Oo is also a veteran who has been in the officialdom for many years, and he immediately understood what Hasegawa said just now.

Tail raised his head and cast an excited, excited, and puzzled look at Hasegawa.

Looking at the prison from the Kyoto side, and looking at the prison from the Huofu Bandit Kai - the two seem to be the same, but they are actually completely different.

Going to Huofu Thief Gai to watch the prison is definitely far more promising than staying here in Kyoto to watch the prison.

Wei already had a very clear understanding of himself - if he stayed in Kyoto, there might not be any new developments until he retired.

After all, Kyoto is just that big.

But if you go to Huofu Thief Gai, it will be different.

The base of Huofu Thief Kai is in Edo.

In terms of size, prosperity, and opportunities, Edo is far beyond Kyoto.

Working in Huofu Thief Gai, the promotion space is far higher than that of living in the three-acre land in Kyoto.

After a brief moment of excitement, the excitement and excitement in his eyes gradually faded away, and he slowly recovered his composure.

"...Master Hasegawa, what is the relationship between Yahachi Mumura and you? In order to bring Yahachi Mumura up, you don't hesitate to offer me such a favor..."

In order to mention Yapachi Mucun, he did not hesitate to offer such benefits to the tail—no matter how he thought about it, Hasegawa wanted to mention Yapachi Mumura, it was not just because of the weird fire in Chaluowai.

"First of all—I, Huobaokai, is already recruiting soldiers, and there is indeed a lack of experienced personnel in prison management. Then, as to why I have to spend so much effort to get Yahachi Mucun out of prison—you can tell me about this issue Don't ask any more questions." Hasegawa said expressionlessly, "Tell me. Would you like to develop with our Huofu Thief Kai?"

"...Master Hasegawa, if I help you, what will you do if you break your promise in the future and don't take me to the Fire Bandit Reform?"

"My title of 'Imaoka' should be worthy of your trust in me, right?"

"..." Tail was silent.

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In order to facilitate the management of Mucun, Abe specifically asked Mucun to be sent to a "single cell".

Mucun crossed his arms and leaned against a corner of the prison.

He just wanted to close his eyes and rest, but he fell asleep without knowing it.

Mucun had a dream.

He saw the past in his dream.

Various images appeared in front of Mucun's eyes, and then slowly disappeared.

In the end, only one frame was frozen in front of Mucun's eyes, and gradually condensed into a specific and obvious outline.

With just one glance, Mu Cun recognized the scene in front of him: this is him and his brother Junroku Kunieda, who struggled to survive together in Sanji Street in Kyoto, accepted the offer from Shenshan and became the number one in Kyoto Prefecture and power. sky.

He and Shun Liu huddled together in front of a person-high mirror in the prison, looking through the mirror at himself in brand-new clothes and with two sabers around his waist.

With the help of Shenshan, his and Shunliu's household registrations were changed to "Samurai".

Now that you are a warrior, you must have the symbol of a warrior: saber.

The sabers on his waist and Shun Liu's waist were all given to them by Shenshan, and Shenshan has a good name: "Ren's gift".

Whether it's him or Shun Liu, looking at himself in the mirror is full of excitement.

The wish of the two of them for many years - to become a samurai - finally came true.

"Ah Ba." Shunliu suddenly said to Mucun next to him, "We have finally become famous warriors now. We have fulfilled our wish for many years. Do you have any goals or things you want to do next?"

Mu Cun pondered for a moment——

"I am no longer a Yakuza, but a samurai, Yori of Kyoto, and an official."

"My next goal... should be to be a good official who lives up to the name of 'samurai'."

In Mucun's eyes, fighting spirit was high.

"Master Shenshan told us: His next goal is to 'clean up' the Yakuzas entrenched in Kyoto—especially the Three Princes Street."

"So my short-term goal now is to help Master Shenshan 'clean up' Kyoto and wipe out all the Yakuzas in Kyoto."

"Coincidentally." Shun Liu grinned, "The two of us want to go together."

As if agreed in advance, Mucun and Shunliu both raised their heads and looked towards the blue sky outside the window beside them.

The two of them are only 17 years old this year.

They are all at the age when they are full of energy and most suitable for making great achievements.

Both Makimura and Shunroku were full of longing for the future and full of confidence in themselves at that moment.

I believe that they who have finally fulfilled their wish and become warriors will not bear the name of "samurai" in the future and become famous warriors.

At this point in the dream, the picture gradually became blurred.

Looking at the face of Shunliu whom he had not seen for a long time, Mucun couldn't help calling Shunliu's name.

However, no matter how hoarse Mu Cun shouted, he couldn't make a single sound.

The picture is blurred, distorted, reorganized, and combined into a new picture.

The next scene is the same as before, in the execution house.

The appearances of Mucun and Shunliu have not changed much, after all, this is just a picture of the two of them half a year later.

Although they have only been in office for only half a year, the two have gradually gained a firm foothold in the enforcement office due to their many achievements such as "placing the Third Prince Street" and began to gain the support of some subordinates.

Mucun and Shunliu are now arguing loudly with Abeliri in the office of Dabantou Abeliri.

"Master Abe! Why don't you arrest that fellow Sakai Renshiro!" Shun Rokuchao Abe roared loudly, "This bastard took someone to test the knife, and the evidence is all there! Why don't we let us arrest Sakai Renshiro!"

Regarding Shunroku's roar, Abe didn't care about it.

First, he stretched out his little finger and licked his ears, and then said in a light tone:

"Kuniee-kun, I want to correct your wording just now - the object of Sakai's sword test is not a person, but Sudo."

"A man is a man, a dud is a dud—there is a great difference between the two."

"Then, you two 'Original Yakuza' have just become samurai not long ago, so you probably don't understand many things that are customary among samurai."

When he said the word "Original Yakuza", Abe specially emphasized his tone and used a mocking tone.

"Although 200 years ago, Lord Ieyasu explicitly forbade us samurai to test swords with living people."

"But in the past 200 years, most of the samurai did not take Ieyasu's ban seriously."

A ferocious smile appeared on Abe's face.

"Most of them are samurai beheading people secretly in the middle of the night to test their knives."

"As long as the behead is Fei Duo, and don't make too much trouble, we have always turned a blind eye."

"What's more--do you know where Sakai Renshiro is from? If you offend the Sakai family for such a trivial matter, it will not be worth the loss."

"So I told you not to arrest Sakai Renshiro, I was protecting you in disguise."

"After you understand what I say, get out of here quickly."

Chapter 315 The Unspoken Rules of the Warriors [1 words updated today]

"What's the matter with Youdo? What's the matter with the samurai?"

Shunroku seemed not to have heard Abe's request to leave.

Shun Liu hammered hard on the two knives on his left waist.

"Submit to the powerful and do not uphold justice, can this still be called a samurai?! Are you worthy of Bushido?"

Hearing Shunroku's words, Abe was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he laughed.

Laughing until tears flowed, it looked like he had heard a funny joke.

Shunliu and Mucun didn't know what Abe was laughing at, they just looked at Abe blankly.

It wasn't until Abe was tired from laughing that he slowly stood up.

"Yahachi Makimura, Junroku Kunieda. There seems to be some deviation in your understanding of 'samurai'."

The corner of Abe's mouth curved into a mocking arc.

"Our samurai's bounden duty... is to protect the powerful."

"Whether it is Japan's highest dignitary, Dashu Gong, or ordinary families from all over the world, they are all our protection objects."

"Don't you two understand what the core philosophy of Bushido is?"

"The core idea of ​​Bushido is 'protect the powerful at all costs'."

After Abe's words fell, Shunroku's expression became dull.

After a long while, Shunliu clenched his teeth, his face flushed red, his face restored.

Just when Shunliu was about to yell at Abe again, the paper sliding door of the room was pulled open.

"Makimura! Kunieda! What are you two doing?!"

"Master Shenshan..." Mucun murmured.

The person who pulled the door to enter was the benefactor who rescued the two of them from the quagmire of Third Prince Street and made them the samurai they dreamed of—Kamiyama Koshinosuke.

"Get out!" Shenshan shouted.

"But!" Shunroku shouted, "Nishiro Sakai..."

Before Shunliu finished speaking, Shenshan took the lead and said:

"That's the end of the case of Sakai Renshiro's trial of a sword with a filthy sword! No one is allowed to bring up this case again!"

Shenshan's words made Mucun and Shunliu both stunned in place.

"...Master Kamiyama." Shunliu clenched his naturally hanging fists, "Are you the same as Abe-sama... think that samurai should give priority to protecting the powerful...!"

"... Shunliu." Shenshan said expressionlessly, "You have to understand... In our samurai world, there are some things that you have to turn a blind eye to, and some things that you even have to pretend to see. not see."

"..." Shun Liu did not respond to Shenshan's words.

Just burying his head and striding away...

And after Mucun looked at Shenshan and then at Shunliu, he quickly chased after Shunliu's back...

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"Makimura! Makimura! Wake up!"

"Senior Mucun! Please wake up!"

Two extremely familiar shouts pulled Mucun out of the dream.

The scene in front of him shattered and turned into darkness.

Mucun, who got out of the dream, suddenly opened his eyes.

After opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the wooden bars that sealed him in the cage.

There are 3 people standing behind the wooden fence.

Two of them are Asai and Shimada who are very familiar to Makimura.

The other person was relatively unfamiliar, and after a careful look, Mucun also recognized this person—it was Hasegawa Heizo, the chief officer of Huofu Bandit Kai.

The three of them were standing outside the cell door, and Shimada was still holding his big sword in his hand.

Before Mucun came, he remembered to ask how they got here, and Hasegawa took the first step and said:

"Get up. We're here to take you out."