Cyber Daming

Osaka Castle, Minami Ward.

In the middle of the night, it's the time when desire boils.

The burly guard guarding the door of the Tiangong Flower Pavilion took a sip of the strip in his hand, and sprayed two streams of choking, low-quality smoke from his nostrils.

It contains a trace amount of Five Stone Powder Extract, and the dizziness caused by smoking it is enough for him to pass the long night.

This is not because he neglected his duties, but during this time, Osaka Castle was like a paradise with good security.

The formerly lazy Osaka garrison suddenly changed its temper. As if it had swallowed a large piece of five-stone powder, it patrolled all the streets day and night. Not only were various gangs swept away like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, but also those who All the 'harmless' vendors selling contraband were also driven out of the city.

The sub-district bureau responsible for urban sanitation even organizes some waste pickers who are not even worthy of being "work slaves" to clean the streets every day. Not to mention the garbage on the ground, even the dead leaves that had not fallen off the trees were forcibly torn off and cleaned up.

Living and working in peace and contentment, in good order, Osaka Castle is decorated like a pure land on earth.

There are rumors that the Xuanwei Si Yamen did this in order to welcome the high-ranking officials who were about to come to Osaka Castle from the empire.

However, whether these news are true or false has nothing to do with ordinary people like me.

As long as Huage's business is not affected and his wages can be paid on time, it will be fine.

After all, it doesn’t matter who becomes the official. In three hours, the sun will still rise from the same place.

Just as the burly guard's thoughts were wandering away as the medicine took effect, a gorgeous figure suddenly squeezed into his slightly distracted sight.

The exquisite face that can be compared to the plastic surgery template of the "Four Beauties" in the medical clinic, with phoenix eyes and a smile, is naturally charming.

She has a round waist, her upper body is wearing a black silk shirt, and her right hand is tattooed with colorful Buddhist patterns from her wrist to her shoulder. Two straight long legs were exposed from the skirt, with two thin metal lines inlaid on the sides, flashing with a strange golden light in the neon light emitted by the sign above the guard's head.

The beauty of a woman is more soul-stirring than the five-stone powder flowing in the mind of the guard.

As if possessed, the burly guard stepped out of the way, forgetting even the routine weapons inspection and the most important identity verification, and opened the door of the flower pavilion for the woman with a smile on his face.

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The hot air carries all kinds of weird smells and rushes towards you. The place is completely decorated according to the records of "brothel" in the pre-Ming culture of the empire. There are red and green clothes everywhere. Men and women in cool clothes come and go, and the red lanterns shed ambiguity. of red light.

There is singing, which is played and sang by specially trained Yanren musicians, and the tunes are charming and soft.

Of course there is dancing too, with a woman wearing a layer of transparent gauze spinning around on the stage. The swinging clothes swept across a line of large characters floating at his feet: 'Native Yangzhou thin horse, drink for a thousand yuan, night party for ten thousand yuan'.

This shop specializes in the imperial local style, and mainly receives Ming Dynasty distinguished guests who come to the Japanese area to prospect for gold.

Zhang Yuzui is a frequent visitor here.

He came from the Jiangnan region of the empire. Relying on his strength as a scholar in the ninth year of Confucianism and his status as a scholar in the sixth year of Jiaqi's reign, he specialized in building bridges for some Ming people who had a lot of money in their arms but had no connections in the Japanese area.

Places like Tiangong Hua Pavilion were his home for brokerage business.

But today, Zhang Yuzui's business encountered an unprecedented serious crisis.

He had originally made an appointment with a distinguished guest from the third-class clan of Jinhua Prefecture to meet here to discuss the development of the "Five Stone San" industry in Osaka Castle.

But as the time for the negotiation approached, a sudden change occurred, and the other party suddenly canceled the meeting temporarily through Huang Liang's dreamland.

And the attitude was very tough and no explanation was given at all.

Zhang Yuzui even said with a shy face that he could reschedule the time, but was rejected by the other party.

This not only caused Zhang Yuzui to lose all the time and energy he had invested in the early stage, but also caused him to be scolded bloody by the adults working in the Xuanwei Si Yamen. After saying harsh words that if this happens again next time, Zhang Yuzui will go back to his hometown and become a teacher, he walked away angrily.

"Sucking the blood of the people and stepping on the shoulders of the people. Sooner or later, these powerful families will be blown away by the rain and wind, and they will collapse completely. That would be a happy life!"

Zhang Yuzui, who was full of evil spirits, drank the wine in one gulp. The excessive alcohol paralyzed the 'Six Arts Chip' in his brain.

The desire in the flesh and blood took the opportunity to start causing trouble, and a pair of red eyes began to scan the whole place viciously, looking for the favorite target of his desires.

Those Japanese prostitutes on stage who pretended to be Yangzhou thin horses to swindle money? It's just a matter of wearing a crown after bathing the monkey.

No matter how similar they are in dressing up, they can't change the barbarian flavor exuding in their bones, which is not worthy of their status as scholars.

I, Zhang Yuzui, lost my dignity in Mingren, and I will naturally get it back from Mingren!

The sideways movement of his head suddenly stopped, and Zhang Yuzui's eyes flashed with surprise.

“I didn’t expect Osaka Castle to have such eclectic and bright things?!”

At this moment, Zhang Xiucai, who was looking very timid, had completely forgotten the old saying, "When things go wrong, there must be monsters." Not only did he not hide his strong will under his clothes, but he straightened his back and walked straight over.

"My surname is Zhang, my given name is Yuzui, my given name is Saber, and I am from the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhang Yuzui sat down next to the woman, his expression was bold and unrestrained, and his voice was particularly high-pitched.

"What knife?"

The red lips parted slightly, the teeth opened and closed, and the tone of voice was full of mature charm.

A beauty, and definitely a genuine product, not the kind of Yanren who was trained in a dream and has a stereotyped taste.

"Of course it is, I will draw the sword at the last moment of spring!"

The strange look in his eyes made Zhang Yuzui tremble all over and tremble with excitement.

If there is an orderly hierarchy in the sea of ​​desire, Zhang Yuzui would have already become a peerless master after years of struggling in the Japanese area.

With just one glance, he could conclude that the person and woman in front of him was Akito, and the way she was dressed was probably not a good person. She was most likely a refugee who had committed crimes in the empire and came to the Japanese area to make a living.

What is lost is the east corner, and what is gained is the mulberry tree.

I must pick up the lost dignity from her today!

"I am a scholar of the Empire in the sixth year of Jiaqi!"

This is Zhang Yuzui's trick that he has tried countless times. Usually once he uses it, the target will not only throw himself into his arms, but at least he will smile and show great attentiveness to him.

"Xiucai, what grade is that official?"

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Zhang Yuzui looked angry, his delicate facial features were twisted and twitching, and he had a violent aura coming out of him.

Maybe it was because she didn't want to ruin this alluring face, or maybe it was because the look in the woman's eyes was particularly clear and innocent, and it didn't seem like she was deliberately irritating herself.

Zhang Yuzui barely suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a ferocious voice: "Uncle, I will take care of you today. How much will it cost? Please give me a price."

The woman chuckled softly and said with a smile: "So this is the kind of sword you have?"

"Stop talking nonsense, how much money do you need? Five thousand or ten thousand?"

Zhang Yuzui looked impatient, looking up and down at the woman: "Don't hold it for me. I've seen people like you a lot in the Japanese area. You're just trying to find someone to protect you when you're on the run." . Let me tell you, Mr. Zhang, I have a lot of connections in this city. You can make more than just money from me. If you serve me well, you may even get to know some big shots that you can’t afford!"

"You are right to ask for protection."

Zhang Yuzui snorted proudly, raised his head and squinted his eyes, waiting for the woman to say the next convincing words.

My mind has already begun to think about what drama to do next so that I can enjoy myself to the fullest.

"But I also carry a sword. Do you want to see my sword first?"

"Knife, you also have a knife?!"

The woman's ignorance made Zhang Yuzui furious. He furrowed his brows and glanced away coldly, only to come face to face with a simple token.

Inuyama Castle.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Yuzui only had time to see the three words at the top clearly, and then he placed a heavy weight in his hand.

The token was thrust into his hand by the woman.

"Look slowly and see clearly."

Zhang Yuzui's neck seemed to be rusty, lowering it every inch, and his blank vision condensed little by little.

The beast's mouth swallows its head, the bronze medal body, and the constantly changing numbers of the heavenly stems and earthly branches on the side are special anti-counterfeiting marks, and are also the key to linking the Ministry of War to the eternal dream of Huangliang.

All the details are consistent with the rumors.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuzui was already heartbroken, but his eyes still couldn't stop looking down at the words engraved on the card.

Inuyama Castle Jinyiwei! ! !

Zhang Yu was drunk for a moment, as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body was shaking like chaff, his pupils shrank and widened, and there was a faint sign of turning white, and the body sitting on the chair suddenly fell backwards.

"If you dare to faint, you will die immediately."

"Well"

A long moan suddenly burst out of Zhang Yuzui's throat, and he used the strength of his waist and abdomen to pull his body back.

"My knife, does it look good?"

"nice."

Zhang Yu was drunk and about to cry, and said sadly: "The common people have eyesight and cannot recognize Mount Tai. I beg you to spare your life."

"Jokhang Temple, sooner or later I will burn down your den of bald donkeys and thieves."

The woman raised her hands to rub her face, cursed in a low voice, suddenly leaned out from behind the counter, picked up a wine jar with one hand, placed it in front of Zhang Yuzui, and pointed at the two clamped hands. legs.

"Aren't you a Saber? Today I will help you forge it again."

The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Smash it, I'll tell you to stop again and again."

"Smash?"

Zhang Yuzui's face suddenly turned pale, and he wanted to escape, but the token in his hand was like a mountain, pressing him down on the chair and unable to move.

"Sir, I am native"

"Of course I know, but it wouldn't be fun if I smashed it the day after tomorrow."

The woman smiled brightly, "right?"

Zhang Yuzui's expression changed back and forth. Suddenly he gritted his teeth, opened his eyes wide, and yelled angrily: "What use are you keeping for taking away my life?!"

Boom!

The heavy jar filled with wine hit the countertop hard, and a dazzling bright red splashed out.

Zhang Yu was so drunk that his pupils were filled with blood. He pressed his feet against the table and kept knocking down the wine jar with both hands.

That ferocious expression looked like the rotten flesh and blood was his life-and-death enemy.

The banging sound spread throughout the Flower Pavilion, the noisy voices and tunes stopped abruptly, and astonished faces looked over.

"These Huangliang hosts are pretending to be the same thing, but now that they're here, how can they still keep calm?"

The woman raised her long overlapping legs, stood up, and said loudly: "Are you from the Huang family or the Mingzhi family? Come out and talk."