48 Hours a Day

Geisha playing the threesome line sat on her knees, leaned against her thighs, pressed the strings in her left hand, held the ivory pull in the shape of ginkgo leaves in her right hand, twisted the strings, played a light song. It is said that the vast majority of Geisha of the Edo era have been rigorously trained since they were 10 years old, unlike those who squatted behind the fence and others chose to do leather and flesh business. Geisha not only require the appearance, but must also be equally proficient in flowers, tea ceremony, etiquette, dance, musical instruments and culture. The heart and energy involved in this is not worse than that of a samurai practicing knife.

Of course, in contrast to what they typically receive, they are more senior guests, especially those who are more famous in the industry, and can even choose their own guests. For those who cannot see, even spending more money is hard to see, and the vast majority of geisha only sell arts and are in a much better position than tourists.

The hot red leaf pot is accompanied by a beautiful Beijing dance, making the teahouse full of guests.

The older samurai was obviously also very good at being human. In addition to sake, he had prepared wine specially, originally from the home of a French businessman. He persuaded Gabrielle to have a few more drinks, when everyone was full of wine and drunk.

Someone shot two hands outside the house, the sound was not loud, but the music in the house stopped immediately, and then the geisha began to bow down and clean up the debris. Their movements were very smooth, and they cleaned up shortly afterwards, bowed deeply and bowed back out.

And the warriors of Changzhou and Samoa have returned to their positions and stood up, especially the warriors of Changzhou clan, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Zhang Heng knows that tonight's master is finally coming.

Gabrielle also returned to his seating position at this time. Apparently, he was not used to using his heel as a stool. When he first came to Japan, he was not used to the anti-human mechanical sitting method of spitting in his heart. He could not sit on his leg for a while and became numb. He simply changed his seat to a plate leg. But now, to show respect for him, we also decided to take a second look.

The handicap door was pushed from the outside when it was a samurai with a national face who walked in first.

Immediately after his appearance, all the samurai in the house felt invisible pressure, like being targeted by a beast, and the two people in front of them couldn't help but shrink their necks backwards.

“Hanjiro Nakamura!” Someone shouted low and lowered his voice, “Is he here too? ”

Hanjiro Nakamura's body was also remarkably tall in Japan in this era. He was almost as tall as Zhang Heng, and his shoulders were wide, he had a pair of long arms, and his hands were full of calluses.

When Nakamura was young, he was said to be poor, his father was seriously ill and misappropriated clan funds to cure the illness. However, he was soon discovered and exiled. At one time, the family had to earn money from planting land. However, Hanjiro Nakamura did not give up his dream of becoming a samurai. First, at the age of 15, he trained in the Duck Dwelling Dojo of the Yi College, and then changed to throw himself under the drainage gate. However, at the age of 18, he was struck again, and his brother had to go home and plant the land.

However, the first three years of learning also laid the foundation for him to find the direction. While being a farmer, he continued to practice hard. Until the age of 25, he also met the most important dignitary in his life, Lungsheng Xixiang, who eventually became the one to make the shogun smell the color of Hanjiro Nakamura.

No one knew how many people's blood was stained on his hands, but his eyes swept and it made people feel cold.

Zhang Heng's focus is different from everyone else's, but he landed on the knife between the waists of Nakamura, which is also his goal tonight.

--Numerous Pearls Constantly.

One of the five swords in the world, forged by Qingjiang Hengji, the accompanying knife of the Kamakura era monk Ri Lian, was named for wrapping the knife handle around Wangju. Hanjiro Nakamura was also looking at him when Zhang Hengji weighed the famous knife, perhaps because he was the only strange face not belonging to the inverted side, Hanjiro Nakamura's eyes stopped on him for a moment.

But eventually he moved away and bowed to the person behind him, "No problem. Please come in. ”

Though the vast majority of the people in the house have been informed in the dark, there was still a sensation when the originators really showed up.

“East! Lord Donghang! It really is you. ”

“Your body is fine, this is amazing!!!” When I saw the visitors, many of the warriors of the Changzhou clan cried out in silence.

Although Zhang Heng had guessed that he would be a big man to come to Ji Ji and Gabriel tonight to talk about business, when he heard the names of the visitors, his face also showed surprise. Tonight everyone was waiting for Changzhou clan number one. Soon after the news of his illness in Cherry Mountain, Jinzhou Takasu, East was his name.

No wonder the inverters used Hanjiro Nakamura as their personal escort.

If it were known that the owner of Changzhou, who should have been buried, appeared suddenly in a teahouse in Kyoto, it would probably vibrate again and trigger a series of unpredictable changes.

In turn, however, Jinzhou Takasu risked so much to enter Kyoto and meet with French businessmen in person.

“Mr. Gabriel, we meet again.” Jinzhou Takasu made a sharp laugh before entering the house.

His face is still a little weak, but his eyes are very divine, and his behavior seems to be the same as that of ordinary people. This gives a glimmer of hope to the samurai present. At a time when the world is changing dramatically, the role of Jin Takasu as the main bone is too important, whether it is his political and military abilities or his calling power within the Changzhou clan, it is difficult to be replaced by others.

So the news of his death came out earlier, and it was a complete nightmare for the Changzhou clan and the overthrow party.

The French businessman laughed, “Your hand is so beautiful, even an old friend of mine has been fooled by you. ”

“There is no way. In special times, special approaches must be taken.” Jin Takasu said.

“Special approach? Looks like you've made up your mind.” Gabrielle's eyes flashed with a sperm of light and no more half drunk.

“Yes, you must have seen it clearly in Japan for so long. Instead of procrastinating, it would be better to completely smash it and build a new heaven and earth. ”

Write down “I, Cao Hui, will die soon, smile and listen to the gunfire!" ”It is still normal for Jin Takasu to use his best efforts to defeat the unsung heroes of the Shogun fleet and speak these amazing words.

Deep down, Gabrielle also had to admit that there was a real rush in the face of a small Eastern man, and no wonder that so many people in Changzhou Clan and throughout Japan were willing to follow him and die for him.

However, he will not forget his identity because of this appreciation, and the French businessman will drink all the wine in his hand and smile, "So what do you want from me and what do I get from your new world? ”