I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

"Since it's so hard, do you want me to redeem you?" Shuntaro chuckled a few times.

"You? Redemption?" Taifu Fengling seemed to have heard some big joke, showing a very exaggerated expression, "Do you have the money to redeem the oiran?"

"No." Shuntaro replied bluntly, "but I can start saving money from now on."

"When you have saved enough money to redeem me, I will almost be 28 years old and I can retire." After complaining to Shuntaro angrily, Taifu Fuling waved his hand at Shuntaro, "Redemption for me or something, Just let it go."

"The current life is tiring, but I don't hate this kind of life, and I don't want someone to redeem me."

"It's good that you don't feel bored with your current life." Shuntaro stood up slowly, "Then I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Mrs. Fengling nodded, "If you want to chat with me next time, remember to choose a time when there are no customers ordering me."

"understood."

After leaving these words lightly, Shuntaro opened the window a little, and peeped out through the slit to watch the movement outside.

After confirming that no one would notice him when he went out at this moment, Shuntaro pulled out the gap in the window to a size big enough for him to go in and out, and then passed the gap like a gust of wind.

The sound of the wind, the sound of burning candles, and the sound of the wind chime Taifu's breathing are the only three sounds left in the room.

Light, shadow, and the beautiful woman who is still sitting not far from the window are the only three scenes left in the room.

the next day, early morning

Edo, Yoshihara.

"Stop! Stop!"

Keeimon held up the wooden stick in his hand, and at the same time chased after the scruffy ronin who was about 30 years old in front of him.

Today, just after starting work and starting to patrol around Yoshiwara, Keimon bumped into a ronin who ate and drank in a tea house without giving him money.

So it naturally evolved into the current situation. Keimon led 4 subordinates and began to chase after this ronin who dared to eat the king's meal and was now fleeing to Yoshiwara Gate.

Although this ronin looked like he hadn't eaten well for a long time and was malnourished, when he ran, he was not slow at all.

All of a sudden, Keimon and his subordinates were unable to catch up with him immediately.

In order to stop this ronin as soon as possible, Keimon led his subordinates to chase him, shouting loudly, hoping to attract colleagues who were patrolling or standing guard nearby to come to support him.

And Qingweimen's yelling really worked.

When the gate of Yoshiwara appeared in front of him, Keimon saw three of his colleagues in front of them holding long wooden sticks and approaching them, blocking the ronin's way to the gate of Yoshiwara, and with Keimon The door and the others formed a double-teaming trend against the ronin.

Seeing the reinforcements coming and successfully double-teaming the ronin, a look of joy involuntarily appeared on Keeimon's face.

As for the ronin, his face sank when he saw the official messenger from Shirobei Clubhouse appearing in front of him.

After a flash of thought flashed across his face, he suddenly stopped his feet.

Then he drew the knife from his waist.

Seeing the ronin draw his sword, Keeimon's face changed. While raising his hand to signal his colleagues to stop, he shouted at the ronin:

"Put down the knife! Obediently let him go!"

Years of work at the Shirobei clubhouse allowed Keeimon to develop a loud and loud voice.

But Qingemon's loud voice did not shake the ronin in the slightest.

The ronin, who was already dripping with sweat, tightened the knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't want to hurt anyone! Let me go!"

"Do you think it's possible for us to let you go?" The goalkeeper Qingwei slipped his feet, slowly lifted the long wooden stick in his hand, and pointed the tip of the stick at the ronin in front of him, "I'll say it again. Put down the knife for me!"

Seeing that the negotiation failed, more sweat dripped from Ronin's forehead.

At the same time, he tightened his grip on the knife in his hand.

Looking at the ronin who was holding the sword even tighter, the expressions on the faces of Keimon and the colleagues around him involuntarily became heavier.

Including Keiemon, there were 8 of them in total.

The weapons they use are long wooden sticks, and their attack range is far longer than that of a knife.

But they still didn't dare to be careless, they just silently clenched the long wooden sticks in their hands, looking for the right time to attack while maintaining the situation of surrounding the ronin.

And this ronin is also looking for the right time to break through.

In this way, the two groups started a confrontation that was enough to make the surrounding air heavy.

It was early morning, and even though Yoshiwara had the least amount of people, there were still crowds of spectators gathered around Keemon and the others.

And these spectators were also smart. Seeing the ronin pull out a real sword, they knew that a bloody battle might break out later, so they all stood far away.

All these spectators stood far away, which saved Keemon's trouble, and allowed Keemon to fight freely later without worrying about accidentally injuring innocent people.

The movement of Qingweimen and the others also disturbed the wandering women's houses on both sides of the street.

The wandering women living in the surrounding wandering women's houses opened the windows one after another, and looked at Keimon and the others below with fear or curiosity.

Just when the atmosphere of this confrontation is becoming more and more serious, and a battle may break out in the next second

"Keiemon!"

A familiar shout suddenly sounded not far from Qingweimen.

"Huh?" While keeping his gaze fixed on the ronin, Keimon turned his peripheral vision over the ronin's shoulder and looked further ahead.

After looking further ahead from the corner of his eye, Keimon saw one of his acquaintances, the old man of Shirobei Clubhouse: Kawajiro.

Kawajiro is a 58-year-old man who is mainly responsible for clerical work in the clubhouse.

At the age of 18, he worked in the Shirobei clubhouse. He has worked in the Shirobei clubhouse for 40 years and is the oldest person in their clubhouse.

Even their current leader, the Sixth Generation Shirobei, is respectful and respectful to this Kawajiro who has worked diligently in the club for 40 years.

Beside the extremely familiar Kawajiro, there is a young samurai who is not familiar with him.

This young 55 official is ordinary, with a down-to-earth appearance.

The clothes on his body were clean, and he didn't look like the kind of ronin who didn't finish his meal.

"Keimon!" Kawajiro led the strange young samurai to Keeimon's side, and asked Keeimon in a deep voice, "What's the matter with this guy?"

"This guy didn't pay after eating and drinking at the tea house." Keimon, who had been fixing his eyes on the ronin, replied to Kawajiro who was beside him without turning his head, "Kawajiro, you step back first. , you stand here, when a fight breaks out, you may be implicated."

"Do you need me to call more reinforcements?" Kawajiro asked.

"Well, please."

After all, the opponent is a ronin who has drawn his real sword.

So you can't be too cautious.

For the sake of caution, Keimon decided to use the tactics of crowds, swarming up and taking down this dangerous thief in one fell swoop.

When Kawajiro was about to nod his head vigorously, saying "I'm going to rescue the soldiers now", the young samurai who had been closely following Kawajiro suddenly said at this moment:

"Kawajiro, you just said that if you want to become an employee of the Shirobei Club who is responsible for maintaining law and order, you must first test your strength, right?"

"Huh?" Kawajiro was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly replied, "That's right, so you wait, wait until Keemon takes down the thief, and then let Keemon come to test you! Hey! ,what you do?!"

Before Kawajiro could finish his words, the young samurai walked slowly towards the ronin through the thin encirclement built by Keimon and the others for the ronin who ate the king's meal.

"Hey!" Qingweimen was also stunned by the unexpected scene in front of him, and quickly shouted at the young warrior, "What are you doing?"

The young samurai ignored Keimon and the others, and stopped after walking some distance from the ronin.

"Who are you?! What do you want to do by leaning over all of a sudden?!" Ronin turned the tip of his knife and pointed it at the young warrior who suddenly leaned towards him.

"I didn't want to do anything." The young samurai said to the ronin in a calm tone, "I'm in a hurry to find this man named Keimon, so can you please put down the sword quickly and capture it without a fight? This way everyone can save money. A lot of time."

"Who would just catch him without a fight like this!" Ronin roared, "Aren't you an official of Shirobei Club?"

"My name is Goro Mashima. Let's just say I'm an Izumo wanderer passing by here."

"Since it's not an official post, step aside for me! Otherwise, I'll kill you too!"

"Haven't you noticed?" asked the young warrior.

The inexplicable rhetorical question of the young samurai stunned Ronin, Keimon and the others beside him.

"What did you find?" Ronin asked back.

"Didn't you realize that you have been standing within my best attack range since just now?"

The voice fell.

The cold light flickered.

A cold light leaked from the scabbard on the left waist of the young warrior, sweeping towards the saber in Ronin's hand like a stream of light.

clang!

He didn't react at all to the young samurai's sword attack.

With the sound of a huge clash of gold and iron, the knife in Ronin's hand was directly sent flying.

After knocking down the sword in Ronin's hand, the young warrior turned the sword around and put the sword on Ronin's neck.

"Those who don't even know that they are within the best attack range of the enemy can't kill me." The tone of the young warrior was still calm.

Let me show you the exclusive haori worn by the officials of the Shirobei Club.

This is a frontal photo, with the words "Clubhouse" painted on both sides of the skirt

This is a photo from the back, there is a big word "door" on the back of Yuori

The pictures are all taken from the Japanese drama Yoshihara Ri Tongxin

Because there is very little information on the Shirobei Clubhouse on the Internet, I don’t know whether the special haori of the officials of the Shirobei Clubhouse in history is really like this.

Let's just treat it as their special haori, it really looks like this lol

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As soon as the day dawned, Ogata arranged his attire, with Da Shitian and Da Zizai on his waist, and Kasumi, who was loaded with bullets, in his arms, and then officially set off for Yoshiwara.

Because it wasn't long before the day came, there weren't many pedestrians on the street, and without the obstacles of the crowd, Ogata's road went very smoothly, and he soon arrived at the Nippon Embankment.

Yoshiwara was built on a river embankment called "Nippon Embankment".

Climb the embankment, then walk in, and cross a long road called "Fifty Ways" to reach the gate of Yoshihara.

Climbing the Japanese embankment and entering Fifty Jian Road, Oo conveniently saw the big notice board inserted next to the entrance of Fifty Jian Road.

Last night when they went to Yoshiwara together with A-cho, Ogata and A-cho found this notice board inserted next to the entrance of Isuken-dori, and roughly read what was written on the notice board.

In fact, this notice board did not write anything serious, it just wrote some precautions for entering Yoshiwara.

For example: be careful with fire, except for doctors, everyone entering Yoshihara is not allowed to ride a horse or take a sedan chair...

The total length of the Fifty Paths is about [-] meters.

After walking this [-]-meter long road, you can reach the only gate of Yoshihara.

Compared with last night, the gate of Yoshihara at this moment looks much deserted.

The gate of Yoshiwara last night was really crowded with people like flowing water and horses like dragons, and there was a constant flow of people who came to play or do business.

But now at the gate of Yoshihara, there are only a few people shuttling there.

The officials of the Shirobei Clubhouse guarding the gate of Yoshiwara also looked listless and yawned after just waking up.

It is only natural that Yoshihara has become so deserted now, after all, no one would come to Yoshihara for pleasure in the early morning.

After passing through the gate of Yoshihara with quick steps, Oo turned right and walked straight towards the Shirobei clubhouse set up next to the gate of Yoshihara.

"Gui'an." Ogata said to a young official who was guarding the door of the clubhouse with a long wooden stick in his hand, "I want to work in your clubhouse."

After all, Ogata pouted at the "recruitment notice" still posted at the entrance of the clubhouse.

The young official scrutinized Ogata several times:

"We have already recruited people who are in charge of clerical work, and now we only recruit those who have good skills and can maintain law and order."

After hearing the reminder from the young officer, Ogata nodded:

"I know, that's what I'm here for."

"That's good." After nodding lightly, the young officer bowed slightly to Ogata, "Please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the young official turned around and entered the clubhouse.

Not long after, the young man returned to Ogata's field of vision holding a small stack of papers.