I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

Edo, on a certain street

Hongzhi hugged the rice ball he bought in a depressed mood, and walked slowly on the way back to the hotel.

Hong Zhi felt very depressed during this time.

Because his master Ishida Hiroshiro made him very angry during this time.

In order for him to see the world, his master Ishida intends to let him participate in the "Imperial Trial".

Not long after arriving in Edo, the two of them went to Yoshihara for a moment of curiosity.

Looking back now, Hongzhi regrets that he should not have gone to Yoshiwara.

While wandering around Yoshihara, I ran into a samurai named Goro Mashima.

That guy obviously looked ordinary, but Ishida became interested in him.

After the martial arts test of "Gozen Trial" began, Ishida still peeked at Mashima Goro from a distance.

That Mashima Goro just participated in the martial arts test for 2 days and suddenly disappeared.

But Ishida still seems to be obsessed with Mashima.

Hongzhi no longer knows what his master is going to do now.

Obviously the "Imperial Trial Cooperation" has been over for a long time, but they still stay in Edo.

Every day in the hotel, he looked thoughtful, wondering what he was thinking.

The rice balls that Hongzhi is holding in his arms are the ones he bought for lunch at the hotel with his master at noon.

"Master, I'm back."

Hongzhi opened the door of the hotel room where he and his master lived.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his master's face was flushed and he looked very energetic.

"Oh! Hongzhi! You're back!"

Looking at the master's appearance, Hong Zhi frowned involuntarily.

"Master, what's the matter with you? You seem to be in a very good mood."

"You're right." Ishida crossed his arms, "I'm really in a good mood right now."

"Because I've made up my mind."

"I want to write a Joruri Bunraku puppet play script based on Mashima Goro!"

When I asked everyone if there were any female fans, a book friend told me: I always drive, how could there be female fans?

I think what he said is very reasonable.

So I'm not going to fix it.

If I don't drive, I lose at least half of my motivation to write.

I'm getting ready to drive a new car.Now before driving, let’s make some preparations first, let’s take you to review the [-]D of A-Machi:

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Chapter 462 Ah-Ming's Pectoral Muscle [6700 words]

Dewa district

In an unremarkable, ordinary village

Ning Taro is an ordinary farmer in this ordinary village.

He is 28 years old this year and has a wife who is one year younger than him. The two currently have 4 children, including 2 boys and 2 girls.

The eldest son is only 12 years old this year, and the youngest daughter was born not long ago.

The whole family lived in a dilapidated small house.

It's the end of the year.

In Mutsu at the end of the year, there is nothing but snow outside.

In this kind of place where it is very cold in winter, there is nothing else to do except stay at home, rely on the food saved before the winter, and do some small handicrafts to subsidize the family.

It was the afternoon when it was still a short time before dark.

Ning Taro sat cross-legged in a corner of the house, making a birdcage.

The wife breastfeeds her newborn baby girl.

The other 3 children were playing and playing next to them.

他们本还有2个儿子与3个女儿的只可惜其中1个儿子与1个女儿刚出生没多久就夭折了，另外1个儿子与2个女儿则死于“天明饥馑”中。

Without exception, the whole family has a sallow complexion, sunken cheeks, and little flesh on their bodies.

Both Ning Taro and his wife had dull and gloomy eyes.

On the contrary, the children of the two of them had sharp eyes, and they had a great time playing the game of "playing a samurai".

"The child's mother." Ning Tailang turned to his wife and asked, "Is there still enough milk?"

Although the other three children were playing nearby, Ning Taro's wife showed her breasts without any scruples, breastfeeding her youngest daughter who had just been born.

"Yeah." She nodded, "Let's just force it."

"That's right." Ning Taro said softly, "That's good."

"We're really lucky this year." Ning Taro's wife smiled at her husband.

Although she smiled, but because of her wife's sallow complexion and sunken cheeks, her smile was not only unattractive, but rather creepy.

"This year's harvest is not bad. It should not be a problem to survive this winter."

"Yeah." Ning Taro nodded lightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "Yes. God finally opened his eyes."

Although it has been over for 3 years, Ning Taro still vividly remembers the tragic situation of "Tianming Famine".

The crops failed all over the place, and there was nothing to eat.

Although the government provided disaster relief by distributing food relief, their lives were still very difficult.

Eating food that humans should eat is a rare case, and most of the time they can only eat things that humans should not eat.

Ning Taro wanted to cry just thinking about the hard days at that time.

They had a young daughter at the time, also newborn.

But because of poor food, his wife has no milk, so she can only feed the little daughter something that babies of this age should not eat, such as soup made from weeds.

This kind of stuff that dogs don't drink, it is impossible for babies to grow up healthily.

After drinking barnyard soup for a while, the younger daughter suddenly vomited and developed a high fever.In the end, he died of illness like this.

Because he had experienced such a tragic situation, Ning Taro was a little nervous about his wife's milk after the birth of his new daughter, and would ask his wife every few days if she still had milk.

"I hope next year's situation will be as good as this year." When he said this, a little light appeared in Ning Taro's gloomy eyes.

After surviving the seven-year "Tianming Famine", they have finally had a good life recently.

Although the food stored at home is not enough for their whole family to eat, it is more than enough to keep them from starving every day.

The situation of their family is considered to be relatively good in this village.

Because their family does not have many children, and their parents died young, the pressure to support a large family is not too great.

Compared with the previous life when the "famine at dawn" had not yet passed, the days when they could eat the food that people should eat in the past two years were really like a dream.

"It would be even better if the government can clean up the bandits everywhere." Ning Tailang's wife answered.

Their village was located somewhere within the shogunate territory in Dewa.

Probably because of the proximity to the city, until now, no bandits have visited their village.

But no one can guarantee that their village will be safe forever, and there will never be bandits who don't know where they come from to miss their money, food, and women.

"I heard from the village chief a few days ago." Ning Taro said, "When spring comes next year, the government seems to be going to unite with other feudal states in Ouyu to exterminate bandits everywhere."

"Really?" Ning Taro's wife was delighted.

"I heard everyone say that." Ning Taro smiled, "It should be true."

"Occasionally, the government will do some practical things." Ning Tailang's wife muttered.

"After all, we are the people of the government." Ning Tailang shook his head and said, "Without people, there will be no officials. It is impossible for the government to abandon us."

"After all, we are like water, and the government is like a small boat floating on the water. Without our water, the small boat of the government cannot float."

"You're here again." Ning Tailang's wife smiled helplessly, "She doesn't even know a single Chinese character, and Jing Ai pretends to be a scholar."

Not only was Ning Taro not ashamed of his wife's complaints, but he also showed a proud expression.

Many years ago, a samurai who was practicing martial arts passed by their village.

The samurai has a very kind personality, and has a good relationship with Ning Taro.

During the few days that the samurai stayed in the village briefly, he briefly introduced Sinology to Ning Taro.

Ning Taro has forgotten a lot of what the samurai said at that time.

But there is only one sentence, Ning Tailang vaguely remembers the meaning that we are like water, and the government is like a small boat floating on the water. Without the water like us, the small boat of the government cannot float.

It may be different from what the samurai said at the time, but Ning Taro thinks the meaning should be similar.

Because he only remembered this sentence, Ning Taro, who is quite vain, would recite this sentence whenever he got the chance, so as to make himself more educated.

"All in all, the government should really plan to wipe out bandits everywhere." Ning Tailang said in a resolute tone.

Ning Tailang has always trusted the government.

Or it is more favorable.

Because it was thanks to the relief from the government that they were able to survive the "Famine at dawn" that lasted for seven years. It's too good to be true.

The recent good times have given Ning Taro a beautiful imagination about the future after a long absence.

He imagined that the government would continue to help these poor farmers in the future.

God doesn't bother them anymore.

He didn't ask for much.

He just hopes that the whole family can have enough food and every child can grow up healthily.

After a brief chat with his wife, Ning Taro continued to focus on handicrafts.

But at this moment, there was a sound of knocking on a wooden board outside the room.

Hearing this voice, Ning Taro and his wife frowned.

Naturally, they recognized this voice as their village's calling order.All the villagers except the old, weak, women and children were assembled by the village head.

Once this sound is made, it basically means that there is something that the village chief wants to announce to everyone.

"Mother, stay at home." Ning Tailang put down the half-finished birdcage, "I'll go to the village chief to see what happened."

"Yeah." Ning Taro's wife nodded, "Go slowly."

Ning Tailang hurried to the village chief's house.

After all the villagers in the village except the old, the weak, women and children arrived, their old village head directly announced a shocking news to them: a senior official from the government was coming to their village, and he would be there soon.

As soon as the village chief said this, the villagers immediately "exploded".

Their village is just an ordinary small village, and there are high officials from the government wanting to come to them?

They asked their old village chief what kind of official was coming to their village, and their old village chief only said that he didn't know, only that he was a very big official.

A small official arrived at their village just now, informed the village head of the news, and asked the village head to quickly take the villagers to stand on both sides of the widest road in the center of the village, ready to welcome the government officials.

Hearing this request, the villagers all showed surprise because they only had to stand instead of kneeling on the ground.

When the little official came to inform them of the news, the village head asked the villagers this question for the villagers. The little official said bluntly: Yes, you don’t need to kneel, just stand and bow your head, don’t look directly at them. Queue will do just fine.

Although it happened suddenly, the villagers could only follow through.

After all, the person who came was a senior official of the shogunate. If something went wrong, the consequences would be unaffordable for ordinary people like them.

So every family dragged their families along and stood on both sides of the widest road in the center of the village according to the request of the little official.

Ning Taro also brought his wife and children into the line and stood still.