Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

When the aftermath of the murder of Fengsaburo Sato gradually subsided, the year also came to an end. The merchants rushed home to celebrate the New Year and left one after another. The streets in the capital city that had been bustling for a while suddenly became empty.

Located in the hotel not far from the Daming Mansion, the owner was propping his head up to feel drowsy, thinking about closing the door earlier, when the door of the hotel was suddenly pushed open, and the crisp sound of wind chimes accompanied by a gust of cold wind drifted in. Indoors, the boss shuddered and suddenly woke up.

Looking up, he saw a group of well-dressed guests standing at the door, and the last trace of drowsiness dissipated, the boss greeted warmly with a smile, "Do you want to stay in the hotel? Come in, it's cold outside!"

The guests also didn’t see the outside, and they did not forget to respond enthusiastically while carrying their luggage inside, “Oh, don’t tell me, the weather in this capital city is colder than that in Taoyuan Township, it froze me to death!”

The companion sneered: "I told you to bring some thick clothes and didn't listen, you regret it now."

"What kind of thick clothes do you bring? Don't you think you don't have enough luggage? We'll get settled in a while and let's go out and buy clothes."

"Don't go."

"Let's go, let's take a look at the difference between this capital city and Taoyuan Township."

Guests, take a look at me, and the hotel owner understands that this is a group of people from Taoyuan who came to the capital for tourism.

The boss asked the staff in the store to come over and help. Just by looking at the huge amount of luggage, you can tell that these tourists are either rich or expensive.

When people settled down and came to the restaurant for dinner, the boss went up to serve in person. The skinny young man who had just shouted coldly invited him to sit down, "Excuse me. We want to ask you, is there anything interesting in the capital recently?" ?”

As a local snake, the hotel owner is very fond of these things. Anyway, he has no other business, and the boss does not refuse. Sitting across from everyone, he introduces the local characteristics vividly.

Everyone listened carefully, echoing a few words from time to time, and it didn't take long for the atmosphere to warm up. The boss asked: "Why do you travel at this time, don't you celebrate the New Year with your family?"

There was a sudden silence, and the atmosphere cooled down.

Realizing that he might have said something wrong, the innkeeper was a little at a loss, "Sorry, if I'm wrong somewhere, please forgive me for my unintentional mistake."

"Ah, it's none of your business." The young man laughed first, "Actually, it's nothing..." He paused, "We are all lonely, and we celebrate New Year wherever we are, so why don't we all form a group together? Play in the capital."

There was yearning on his face, "

If I can meet Lord Lord by chance, I will be consummated this year! "As if thinking of something, the hemp stick youth showed an intoxicated smile.

His companion reminded him, "It's the daimyo, Hoshimi-sama is no longer our lord."

"I know, I know, I'm so annoying." The young man was hit, and he slumped on the table and complained weakly, "What's so good about the capital, I don't know that the lord can bear such a cold weather."

It seems that as long as he doesn't admit it, Master Xingjian still belongs to Taoyuan Township.

The companion ignored the person who suddenly became naive, and turned to look at the innkeeper, his eyes full of expectation, "You are so close to the Daming Mansion, there should be the latest news from Master Xingjian, right?"

He has inherited the store for so long, and he has seen customers who come here with various purposes, and he is considered well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen someone chasing stars to Daming Mansion during the Chinese New Year.

The boss twitched the corner of his mouth. He had heard that Taoyuan Township was so crazy about Master Xingjian, but today he saw it.

He thought for a while, and then talked about the recently hotly discussed murder of nobles. When mentioning daimyo, the innkeeper's face was calm, but his voice was slightly high. It looks a little bit worse.

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw frustration in each other's eyes.

It's over, now Lord Lord Xingjian may really not be able to go back.

After the boss finished speaking, he smacked his lips involuntarily. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he said embarrassedly: "Well, I made you laugh." He didn't realize that his behavior just now looked like a fanatic.

Everyone waved their hands to show they didn't mind. "Actually, we have already known about the case you mentioned."

The hotel owner was surprised, "Taoyuan Township has already been known in such a short time? It's too fast."

The young man smiled and said: "Not long ago we opened a dedicated information channel, and news from the capital can be sent back to Taoyuan Township within two days."

Taoyuan Township has had a telephone for a long time, but it has not been able to transmit information over long distances. Since the lord became a daimyo, in order to get the first-hand information of the lord, they worked hard this time, and it only took a few months A special line from the capital to Taoyuan Township was opened, although the cost was very high.

The boss almost guessed the reason as soon as he rolled his eyes, and couldn't help sighing, "You guys really love your daimyo so much!"

This made a few people feel embarrassed, and each of them touched the back of their heads and smiled shyly, "It's not all because of adults. There are adults in the capital, and it will definitely become the most important city in the country of fire in the future. We don't want to grasp it in time. Policy trends, so as to get a head start."

Hehe, I've never seen you people from Taoyuan Township be so active before.

The Ma Gan youth asked for opinions from his peers, "There will definitely be more people coming here from their hometown in the next year. Do you think we should open a special tourist line?"

You people in Taoyuan Township really have money and leisure, are you going to organize a group to come here to chase stars?

The companions' eyes lit up, and they all agreed.

"Great idea! Let's provide one-stop service for pick-up, boarding, lodging and play, so we don't have to worry about no business."

"Without your lord, the March Festival will lose its soul. How about we hold a March Festival in the capital next year?"

"It's a good idea, everyone will definitely bring their families here!"

Seeing their heated discussions, the innkeeper couldn't help interrupting them, "Well, isn't the March Festival a feature of your Taoyuan Township to attract tourists? Can you just move to our place?"

"You don't know, the March Festival was originally to celebrate my family's birthday, and then it became bigger and bigger."

The Ma Gan youth explained the March Festival in detail.After listening, the innkeeper showed regret, "It's a pity that I didn't see such a grand scene."

Who says it's not, even though Taoyuan Township will have a March Festival every year, but without Mr. Xingjian, the March Festival will no longer be the original March Festival.

The hotel owner coughed a few times, and Ai Ai looked at the few people, "Isn't the tour line going to include board and lodging? What do you think of my place?"

Several people looked at the peeling wall and the slightly old furniture, and remained silent.

The innkeeper showed embarrassment, "My shop is a little crude, but the location is good. To tell you the truth, there are a few rooms in my shop whose windows are facing the main entrance of the Daming Mansion. I have seen it several times. My lord is going out."

The eyes of the guests lit up.

"I want that room!"

"Give it to me!"

"Price is not an issue, please be sure to reserve one for me!"

The innkeeper rubbed his hands and laughed like a sunflower, "Then our cooperation..."

"It's easy to say, that room..."

Xing Jian, who has been talked about by others, naturally doesn't know that someone is planning to give him a big surprise. Since the last time he fell into a coma, everyone has voluntarily helped to share his work, and will not make him too tired if it is not necessary.

The end of the new year is approaching, seeing that things are almost busy, and everyone relaxes, Xing Jian simply plans to give everyone a few days off.

Before the holiday, he held a year-end banquet.

Firstly, to appease the frightened little hearts of the nobles; secondly, to summarize the work situation of the next year, which should be rewarded; thirdly, to connect with each other and let everyone relax.

People from Taoyuan Township were familiar with this kind of occasion, but others participated in it for the first time, and they were a little cautious at first, but when the lucky audience was drawn later, the atmosphere was completely mobilized.

Everyone here is either rich or expensive, and you don’t necessarily like those prizes. It’s just that others don’t have them. This kind of little surprise is still quite looking forward to.

Taking advantage of the fact that other people's attention was not on him, Xing Jian quietly walked to Lu Ye's side, his eyes fixed on the crowd not far away, "Is Qingquan He Hui still easy to use?"

Nara Deer was also taken aback by the elusive master, he was stunned for a moment and said: "Not bad." As if thinking of something, the corner of his mouth twitched, "It's just a little too cowardly."

He couldn't figure it out, Qingquan He Hui was also from aristocratic background, why did he grow into another extreme, push everything he can if he can't get ahead, and only reluctantly go to the ground if he can't push it, he looks like a lack of confidence timid.

At the beginning, he also secretly said that the lord was wrong this time, but in the end no matter what job he gave to that guy, he could do it well, and Nara Shika realized that he was wrong.

"...At first, I wanted to test his ability value, but every time he squeezed it, he could bring surprises. I found out that this guy is a donkey, and he needs someone to urge him with a whip to work hard."

You also know that what you are doing is unreasonable.

Xingjian glanced at Qingquan Hehui, who was yawning with huge dark circles under his eyes, "Well, you don't have to worry too much, you can fuck him slowly." He took the cup and drank it.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion..."

Xingjian moved too fast, and Nara Shika didn't have time to stop him, he could only watch the lord's throat rolling and drank the glass of wine, his eyes glazed over.

Hoshimi smacked his lips, thinking that the sake tasted good, and relishing the sweetness between his lips and tongue, he turned his head and asked Kakaya, "What's wrong?"

"...No, it's nothing." Nara Lu was also afraid that the lord was not convinced, so he persuaded: "Alcohol is an antidote, don't drink any more."

Xing Jian agreed with his mouth, turned his head and tasted a few more glasses while no one was paying attention, but before the banquet was over, he became a little drunk first.

When Madara found him, the guy was huddled in a corner, hugging a wine jar and giggling, his porcelain white skin was stained with two touches of bright red, like sunset clouds reflecting white clouds, gorgeous yet pure and youthful.

The light was suddenly covered by a huge figure, the little drunk was wronged, his misty eyes became more moist, and there was a bright red at the end of the eyes, which reminded people of Haitang's sobbing and moving.

Uchiha Madara's deep eyes moved slightly, and he was about to do something, but the atmosphere disappeared when someone opened his mouth, "Hey, you blocked my light!"

Madara laughed, "Who am I?"

Xingjian felt that he had met a fool, "You don't even know who you are, so how would I know!"

He grabbed the little fool's hand, and the cold touch made him subconsciously frowned, but he didn't shake it off, "Come on, brother will take you to a psychiatrist."

How silly of me to care about a drunkard!

Madara stopped talking nonsense, and was about to fish him into his arms and take him away, but he inserted a hand horizontally.

Itachi Uchiha made it clear that he wanted to rob people, so he went straight to the heart of his ancestor, "Hoshimi likes the arms of living people."

Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, not intending to give in at all.

The two looked at each other, there seemed to be lightning, thunder, and sparks in the air, and the atmosphere became tense in vain. As the object of contention, Hoshimi was chasing after the wine bottle that Madara had thrown away. Seeing him running farther and farther, Itachi dragged him back and led him back.

Xingjian struggled, "Why, let go of me, you idiot!"

Itachi sneered, and the strength in his hands became stronger.

The movement in this corner gradually attracted the attention of others, and Madara took out a letter from his arms in a leisurely manner, "Hashirama mentioned your brother in our letter."

Since Sasuke was mentioned, he must be able to show it to him by default, but he has to wait until now to hand it over to him... A glint of light flashed in Itachi's eyes, and his face was expressionless.

The letter paper rattled in mid-air, "Don't you want to see it?"

Itachi looked at the letter paper, then at the little drunk who was muttering and staring at him, and finally looked at Uchiha Madara who had a tough attitude, and finally said coldly: "Take it here."

Madara smiled, threw the letter to the other party casually, then hugged Hoshimi horizontally, and left without looking back.

Xing Jian felt that his body was very hot, and was trying to find a way to relieve the heat, when he suddenly bumped into a cold and hard mountain, he raised his brows sharply, hummed uncomfortably, and was about to stay away from this mountain with both hands and feet point.

Seeing that this guy was about to break free from his arms, Madara gently pinched the boy's cheeks to retaliate, "You are heartless, if you dare to dislike me again, I will let you drink bitter juice for a month!"

I don't know if this threat played a role, or if the familiar magnetic voice awakened his reason, Xingjian opened his eyes, saw Renban who was hugging him, and subconsciously hugged the other person's neck and leaned against him.

He pursed his rosy lips, and his voice was delicate and soft, like a piece of sticky and sweet milk cake, "Madara, I want to kiss you!"