Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

In the ancient temple, the bells echoed.

In the tea room, the boiling water is fragrant.

The middle-aged man in monk's robes handed a bowl of green tea soup to Bai Yu and raised his hand: "Please use it."

Bai Yu lowered his head and looked at the bowl of tea soup with green foam. He picked it up, tasted it briefly, and then put it down.

The monk asked: "It seems that the Japanese tea soup is not to your taste."

Bai Yu stared at the tea soup and said, "It's too hot. Let it cool down for a while."

There is a difference between the Japanese tea ceremony and the Chinese tea ceremony. The overall operation is quite complicated. It is not just drinking tea, but a performance.

Fortunately, the middle-aged monk in front of me is not that particular.

Bai Yu looked at the other party's bald head and said, "The scenery here is pretty good. I have found a place to become a monk. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters."

Amamiya Ryuu thought for a second: "You killed too much when you were young. If you put down the butcher knife, you won't be able to become a Buddha. At least you can become a monk."

Bai Yu asked again: "Are you planning to let the Amamiya family die off just like this?"

Ryuuji shook his head: "Isn't there still Mahiru?"

"She is a woman."

"But the Shinto Geninryu will stay." Amemiya Ryuuji said flatly: "That's enough."

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.

For the past ten years, Amamiya Ryuji has become accustomed to being a monk here. He is already a middle-aged man over forty years old. After breaking an arm, he devoted himself to practicing Buddhism. His cultivation and state of mind have not retreated but advanced. The more demeanor you have of an eminent monk.

Bai Yu specially came to see Amamiya Ryuuji. Firstly, Amamiya Mahiru had something to discuss with his uncle, so he came to meet him; secondly, he was leaving Fuso soon and it was necessary to leave a safety net here. .

Long Er smiled: "You don't have to stay here and sit with me as a monk."

Bai Yu held her chin: "Of course I know, we are not that familiar, and we can't find anything in common, but I don't want to go out."

As for why I don’t want to go out.

Naturally, there were a lot of women outside the tea room.

Three women in one drama, Amamiya Mahiru and Minami Shiori are biological sisters who can live in harmony, but with the addition of the saint Cordelia, it's another story.

When they first met, it was calm and drizzle on the surface, but as Amemiya Mahiru took the initiative to take his arm, the war had already begun.

Obviously no one knows everything that happened between Bai Yu and Cordelia, but a woman's sixth sense is always very accurate.

Mahiru Amamiya may not have known about the saint's explosive speech before her death, but he clearly or vaguely noticed that there was a big change in Cordelia's attitude towards Bai Yu.

Considering that the two of them would have to cross the ocean and take a boat to Rome, her eyes inevitably became more meaningful.

There is no solution for this either.

Bai Yu could only pretend to turn a blind eye, then go chat with the monk, close the door of the tea room, and let them make trouble on their own.

"Hahaha." The monk laughed happily: "This kind of thing can be regarded as a sweet trouble."

"It's sweet at the moment, but you never know when it will turn into a knife."

Bai Yu thought of a very ancient two-dimensional famous saying.

An inch of harem, an inch of blood... The flag of the Crystal Palace always needs the blood of the protagonist to be dyed red.

"This is your family matter, I don't want to interfere." Long Er took out the shogi and said, "If you want to kill time, I can play a few games with you."

Bai Yu said unexpectedly: "I thought you would have some opinions about me. No matter how bad you are, you will reveal some..."

"Dissatisfied? Disappointed?" The monk shook his head and said: "If such emotions are really revealed, it will only prove that my efforts in self-cultivation over the years are far from perfect. From my position, how can I express any dissatisfaction with you?"

"Mahiru's matters are all decided by herself. Even if I, as an uncle, don't agree, it doesn't matter. She has never heard of me in the first place, and now her cultivation has reached the fourth realm... Say no It sounds good, if a girl from any family can achieve such cultivation and achievements as long as she is willing to dedicate herself, even if you marry ten or eight concubines, the other party will not care at all."

"It is indeed such a logic from the perspective of interests." Bai Yu picked up the tea soup and drank it all in one gulp: "But... forget it, since you have no objection, it is naturally the best."

Long Er rolled up his sleeves: "It seems that your self-morality needs to accept some criticism, rather than such unconditional tolerance."

Bai Yuqian smiled and said: "I'm afraid this has nothing to do with moral standards, but is related to life safety."

The monk wondered: "With your talent, it is only a matter of time before you can achieve sainthood. How could your life be threatened?"

"I'm just afraid of being here." Bai Yu said bitterly: "Who told you that they can't be canonized?"

This time it was the monk's turn to be silent.

After a long time, he recited a universal sentence: "Amitabha."

"Master, can I still be saved?"

The monk silently raised his hand and pointed out the window.

You can see the temple courtyard outside the window, with a big tree lushly green under the blue sky and white clouds.

Bai Yu seemed to have a clear understanding: "You mean, a man's mind should be as broad as the sky, and he should not hang himself on a tree?"

The monk shook his head decisively: "What I mean is that there are still many empty tombstones in the temple. Why don't you pick one first?"

…

Night, Edo, restaurant.

If Edo Castle during the day is like a white-collar worker in the city, the traffic is busy, there are no colorful flowers, and everyone is walking by in a hurry; then Edo at night is like this white-collar worker who took off his coat and painted it red. Put on lipstick, put her hair down, put on an evening dress, picked up a high wine glass, and looked like a socialite, showing an extremely seductive appearance.

Charming aroma, intoxicating alcohol, dangerous and tempting Edo nightclub.

Fusang people are very contradictory. Under the suppression and self-discipline during the day, they can indulge as much as they want at night.

Extreme repression brings ultimate liberation.

The streets are full of lights and entertainment. It is obviously in the early stage of economic development, but it already has a bit of the bright neon lights and drunkenness of the 1980s and 1990s.

Standing on the top of a high-rise building, you can overlook the intertwined streets of Edo and see the brightly lit night view, which already has the prototype of a modern city.

Cordelia picked up the red wine glass and took a sip of wine, leaving red lip marks on the wall of the glass. She smelled a bit of wine and her face turned red.

“Is this a true experience of Fuso’s traditional culture?”

From five o'clock in the evening to eight thirty at night, she was led into the largest restaurant in Edo City, the Night Night.

The decoration style of this restaurant is completely Japanese style, but the contractor is an infrastructure group from Daxia. It took two years to complete the project. The sponsor behind it is naturally the top leader of the shogunate. It only opened for one month, and it created an extremely terrifying scene. The revenue and the amount of money attracted even exceeded the imagination of the shogunate. The net profit in the first month was close to the entire tax revenue of the shogunate in the Yoshiwara area.

A huge publicity campaign followed. Within two years, most of the poems related to Edo were related to this "Nevernight" building.

It is both a romantic place and an entertainment venue. It is praised as being like a palace in the sky, with top-notch services, flawless beauties and ultimate enjoyment.

The people who can come and go here are either high-ranking officials, swordsman masters, talented and wealthy people...or they are the children and grandchildren of the above people.

The Chang Lotte run by Shiromine Naomi is already very powerful, but the one here is still conservative, and there is an absolute gap in size.

And Bai Yu is very sure that before he weaves his own destiny, this building that never sleeps does not exist at all.

He indeed changed a part of history silently, causing the shogunate's economic development to be at least ten years faster than expected.

One result of this is that he has one more good place to eat today.

Although it is a romantic place, both men and women can enter. As the ultimate form of the entertainment industry, it is more advanced than ordinary brothels. It integrates a series of needs such as negotiation, entertaining, banquets, communication, conspiracy, and gift giving. comprehensive place, and PC is only one of the insignificant components, and cannot even be regarded as the main source of revenue.

The real revenue mainly comes from the rich entertainment activities, various dishes, and the premiums brought by various top-notch services.

Since you are leaving Fuso, you might as well experience the customs of Fuso before leaving.

Cordelia didn't know what agreement she had reached with Mahiru Amamiya. After being taken back and put on an exquisite kimono, she came to the Evernight Sky.

I watched various performances, including shamisen, geisha, Noh drama, taiko drums...

In just two and a half hours, there was a dazzling variety of performances, all of which were extracted from various local populism.

The Holy Girl and even Bai Yu read it with great interest. Except for the middle paragraph which was completely incomprehensible, the rest were considered top-notch.

During the performance on the central stage, various dishes were served continuously.

Naturally, what we were eating was not the roasted bird that pretended to be high-end but was actually poor food; it was palace cuisine.

The shogunate really spent a lot of money. The propaganda slogan even directly shouted, "As long as you can afford it, you can eat whatever the general eats here." This once aroused the fanatical pursuit of some merchant groups. What I ate in that bite was not tuna or salmon, but the taste of purchased power.

Cordelia had stayed in Fuso for a long time and had already eaten enough of all kinds of seafood and fish, but the cooking style this time opened her eyes. She lamented that she was not tired of eating seafood, but that she was not tired of eating seafood at all. Had enough good seafood.

The hard dishes at the back are even more heavyweight, and A5 grade beef is considered a piece of cake here. The most outrageous thing is probably that a kind of ghost produced in Huangquan has been made into a dish, and it is still in limited supply. The raw material of this dish is called Pig ghost, also known as pig demon.

The taste is so amazing that while eating it, one feels how miserable the death of the second senior brother was.

Bai Yu thought of a short story about Journey to the West in the manga Hiyori, and suddenly became even happier.

After dinner, there were other entertainment programs, but I was too lazy to go, so I just lay in the guest room and took a look at the night view.

All the entertainment today was paid for by the two rich ladies of the Nan family.

Cordelia patted her round belly. It was difficult to maintain the image of a nun. After eating a state banquet at Fuso, she lamented that her trip was not in vain. Fortunately, she had been frozen in sleep for three years, otherwise she would have gone back three years ago. , how can I get this good meal?

With the beautiful scenery in front of him, Bai Yu swung the wine glass in his hand and looked at the people in the room. His eyes fell on the back of Mahiru who was pouring the sobering soup.

"We will leave Fuso by boat tomorrow."

Mahiru looked back and looked at him quietly, waiting for the next step.

"No need to send us away."

He reached out and touched her cheek gently: "Because time has caught up with me."