I formed the strongest swordsman group

Yongcang, who was standing beside Harada, grinned and echoed:

"Me too, and I can't wait."

Yongcang made it quite clear in today's lunch that the reason why he joined Qingdeng's command was because he liked the high salary offered by Qingdeng, and he wanted to save enough for him to continue to travel around and hone his skills. Physical and mental travel expenses and living expenses.

Therefore, for Yongcang, who is currently practicing martial arts, he naturally prefers the kind of tasks that can make his swordsmanship shine and hone his skills well.

Tonight's task of confronting the radical anti-barbarian faction is very suitable for Yongcang's appetite.

Saito, as always, has a cold look of "ah, if the world is going to be destroyed, I'll do my shit".

Saito, who is Qingdeng's bodyguard, is also allowed to accompany Qingdeng to participate in tonight's action this time.

Compared with Yongcang, Saito, and Harada, Fujido's reaction now is more normal - his face is pale, and he keeps pursing his lips, it can be seen that he is quite nervous now.

"Yongcang, Harada, please be safe and don't be impatient." Qingdeng said helplessly, "Whether we will meet the Yi group tonight is still unknown."

"Harada, put down your spear, there are many people here, don't wave it around."

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot. This is for you."

After all, Qingdeng took out three handles and ten hands from his back waist.

"Yongcang, Harada, Fujido, each of you has one of these three ten hands. Take it, don't lose it."

"Oh!" Harada took the ten hands from Qingdeng with a curious face, "Is this the ten hands that every Okabiki will have? It's a pity that I don't know how to use ten hands..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to use ten hands." Qingdeng said flatly, "After all, the main function of these ten hands is to prove your identities."

"If your ten hands are broken or lost, remember to report to me as soon as possible."

Every Gangyin can get a ten-handed handle issued by the government and used as a status symbol.

As long as you wear the ten hands used by officials on your waist, others will know that you are a sympathetic Gangyin.

After looking at his new weapon with great interest, Harada suddenly found that the ten hands of the few of them were slightly different from Qingdeng's ten hands.

The ten hands that are being worn by Qing Deng on his right waist have a red tassel tied at the bottom of the handle.

But Harada and Yongcura's ten hands are all bare, without any decorations.

"Mr. Tachibana, why isn't there a red tassel tied to the handle of our ten hands?" Harada asked.

"In order to distinguish between Tongxin and Gangyin, only the bottom of the ten handles of the same heart will have red tassels," Qing Deng replied, "Don't think it's fun to tie red tassels on the bottom of your ten handles. The suspicion of 'pretending to be concentric' is a big deal."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." Harada nodded, and then, along with Yongcang and Fujido beside him, imitated Qingdeng's method of wearing ten hands, and imitated each other's ten hands on his right waist .

After distributing ten hands to his new subordinates and telling them to settle down a bit, Qingdeng turned his eyes and scanned his surroundings.

The two seniors, Zhu Gu and Niu Shan, are not far from him now.

At this moment, both of them were saying something to the gang guides under their respective command with serious faces.

I can't find Youma, and I don't know where Youma has gone now.

Officials from the "Three Times" of the Southern and Northern Divisions gathered together to jointly carry out a certain mission... Such a grand occasion has not been seen for a long time.

In Qingdeng's memory, the last time Nan and Beifan worked together to handle a certain task...his father, Tachibana Takayuki, was still alive.

At this very moment, all the "three times" combat forces of the Southern and Northern Divisions are gathering here in the large room, and there is an unpleasant smell of sweat and a dignified atmosphere permeating the air.

Not everyone has the fighting spirit of "swearing to fight a bloody battle with the barbarian group and seeing death as home".

The Yi Group is well-known as a group of extremely large terrorist organizations that dared to assemble more than 200 people to attack and kill foreign businessmen.

There are many people, organized, and dare to fight and kill.

In terms of the degree of danger, the "dispossessed barbarians" who practice the kind of deceitful prestige that they usually deal with, and only dare to do lowly activities such as robbing commercial houses and robbing women's women, can't be compared with the barbarian group...

Large-scale terrorists and mobs who only dare to loot their homes—one can imagine which one will put more psychological pressure on people.

Confronting the barbarian group... There is really a possibility of serious casualties.

Qingdeng could clearly see that—many people...including some Tongxin, now looked worried.

He guessed: There should be many people praying in secret now... praying that Edo will be calm tonight, at least he can spend the night safely.

"Mr. Tangerine!"

At this time, Qingdeng suddenly heard a horse calling him.

"Master Arima." Qingdeng turned his head and greeted Arima who suddenly appeared and was walking towards him at a fast pace.

I saw that Arima was now fully armed, wearing powerful equipment-wearing a hat on the head, a breastplate while wearing chain mail on the upper body, and a wild hakama around the lower body.

Only officials at the level of power can wear breastplates, Qingdeng and others can only wear chain mail with Gang Yin.

Japan's most notable political culture: a rigid hierarchy that permeates every aspect of the country's citizens' daily lives.

Arima quickly walked up to Qingdeng: "Tachibana-kun, how are your preparations going?"

Qingdeng raised his hand with a smile, and patted the chain mail hidden inside the kimono: "What you should wear, what you should wear, everything is ready."

"Yeah. That's good." Arima nodded, then looked at Saito and the others standing behind Qingdeng.

He probably wanted to check the current status of Qingdeng's new subordinates.

Yongcura, Saito, and Harada all looked pretty good, either smiling or calm, so Arima glanced at them and looked away.

Arima's eyes only stopped on Todo, who was still pale and looked nervous.

"...Young man, take it easy." Arima patted Todo on the shoulder and sighed softly, "Don't be so nervous."

"It's still unknown whether we will meet people from the barbarian group and fight with them tonight."

Fujido nodded his head with a slightly stiff movement and squeezed out a slightly ugly smile: "Thank you...I am much better now than before..."

This afternoon, Qingdeng led his new subordinates to meet Arima and Inotani.

Seeing that Qingdeng finally has his own team, while Arima and Inotani are surprised, they are also sincerely happy for their junior. Some look.

Arima patted Todo on the shoulder a few more times, and then told Qingdeng "Get ready, Mr. Hoshin and they are coming soon", then left to check the status of Inoya and Uzan not far away.

While watching Arima leave, Qingdeng smiled bitterly and whispered to Yongcang and the others:

"I don't know whether to say that you are too lucky or too unlucky... On the first day of becoming Gangyin, you have encountered such a large-scale operation that may not happen once in a whole year..."

Speaking of this, Qing Deng paused, then cleared his throat, and changed into a more solemn tone.

"However, since you have chosen to join me and be my guide, sooner or later you will encounter a day when you need to go to war with some vicious gangster or criminal group."

"Anyway—all of you cheer up tonight."

"If Gang Yin can make great achievements, he can also get a lot of rewards. Whether you can get rewards and how many rewards you can get depends on your ability."

Harada whistled, and then stretched his hands, feet and waist with exaggerated movements: "Haha, Mr. Tachibana, I am more motivated to hear you say that!"

Time passed for a while.

Finally—the door of the room not far away was slammed open.

Surrounded by their attendants, Susui and Nanbansho's machijo Atsukawa appeared at the opened door.

Seeing that the two ministers had come, everyone in the room stopped chatting and discussing immediately, and lined up in a "crash".

The unified station of the southern fan station is to the west of the room, and the unified station of the northern fan station is to the east of the room.

Susukei and Atsukawa stood in front of the crowd, and after exchanging a few serious greetings, they launched a short "mobilization speech".

What I said was nothing more than those old-fashioned words, "I'm counting on everyone tonight", "I wish you all good luck", abaabaaaba...

After the "mobilization speech" was over, Susui and Atsukawa began to see everyone off in accordance with the agreed and common practice.

They greeted the attendants to bring food such as bonito flakes and a few jugs of wine, and then handed over the food to the people and forces of the Nan and Bei Fansuo.

Seeing Arima and others feasting, Harada swallowed hard.

"Mr. Tachibana." Harada asked softly, "We can't eat those foods?"

Qingdeng nodded: "Only Yuli can eat the farewell food."

"...This farewell is too strange." Harada swallowed again, "At least give me a bowl of wine..."

In fact, Qingdeng didn't really understand the strange farewell rules of Fengxing, that food and drink can only be enjoyed by those who are strong, and he also felt that they should at least give them a glass of farewell wine.

This should be the weird culture born out of an overly rigid social hierarchy.

While quietly waiting for Arima and the others to finish eating the farewell meal delivered by Oki, Qingdeng couldn't help feeling emotional.

Thinking back more than two months ago, the night he traveled to this era, when he was preparing to crusade against the "benevolent people", Qingdeng was still a thoroughly polished commander, and he didn't have a single subordinate who could send an envoy.

And now, he also has his own team. Although his team is still small, no matter how you say it, getting rid of the title of "Bright Commander" is still a matter of celebration.

All of you and Li ate food very quickly, and they ate up all the farewell food in threes and fives.

After Susui waved his hand and looked at Atsukawa next to him, the two said in unison: "I wish you a triumph!"

"Yes!" He Limen led the crowd, speaking loudly in harmony.

After seeing off, everyone started to leave Beifan Office in batches according to the plan.

Everyone from the Southern Station rushed to Guangxiao Road, Ryogoku, and everyone from the Northern Station went to the defense area they were in charge of tonight.

Because we don't know exactly when the barbarians will start their operations tonight, so in order to avoid the dilemma of "not catching up", the enforcement office specially set the time for tonight's operations in the evening when the sky is about to get dark.

When he led his subordinates to leave the Beifan Office, Qingdeng took a special look at the sky - the current time is about 19:00.

The setting sun in the west has disappeared behind the ridge of the roof, and the sky has begun to take on the color of sunset. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the edges of the clouds are inlaid with a deep dark red, which looks dignified and ferocious.

The defense area that Qingdeng is in charge of tonight is located in the northwest corner of Edo. This area is one of the patrolling jurisdictions that Qingdeng is responsible for on weekdays, so Qingdeng is quite familiar with that area.

Under the cover of twilight, the "Three Backs" of the Southern and Northern Fansuo shuttled through the streets and alleys of Edo, attracting passers-by's frequent glances.

Passers-by wondered uneasily: Did something serious happen again, which caused so many "three-time" officials to go out...

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At this very moment—

Edo, Fanshu Institute, in a certain room——

Katsu Rintaro straightened up from the desk covered with books, and stretched his waist while yawning big.

"Ha ah ah... huh?"

He was halfway through the yawn before the rest of the yawn turned into a sigh of surprise.

"It's getting dark..." Looking at the gradually falling night outside the window next to him, Katsu Rintaro continued to murmur, "Haha... No wonder the light has always felt very dark since just now."

After making fun of himself, Katsu Rintaro took out a box of Western matches from his arms, twisted out a match from the box, and lit the match with a skillful "snap".

"Ume Goro! Ume Goro!" Katsu Rintaro lit the candlestick next to the table with a match, and kept shouting someone's name outside the door.

As soon as he finished calling, he heard a series of hurried footsteps outside the room.

Wow—a young man pushed the door open while kneeling on one knee.

"Mr. Sheng, what are your orders?"

"Help me buy a bowl of soba noodles with tempura." Katsu Rintaro took out a small purse from his arms and threw it to the young man. "By the way, buy two more steamed buns with red bean filling."

"Mr. Sheng, are you going to work here until late at night again?"

"Hmm." Katsu Rintaro glanced at the pile of manuscripts on the table in front of him, "The Dutch medical book I'm in charge of is almost finished translating."

"I want to get this last bit of finishing touches done tonight."

"...Mr. Sheng, would you like to take a break?"

Umegoro frowned, and then advised Katsu Rintaro in a worried tone.

"In the morning I teach gunnery at the martial arts institute, at noon I go to give lectures to Marquis Fukui, and in the afternoon I go back to the Fan Shu Tiao Institute to translate books..."

"You have worked all day today. For the sake of your health, I think it's time for you to stop and take a rest."

"It's all right." Just after Umegoro finished speaking, Katsu Rintaro waved his hand, "I'm at the age when I'm at my most energetic, and I can't be tired from such a small amount of work."

"Hurry up and buy me soba noodles and steamed buns. If you buy my dinner earlier, I can rest earlier."

Fanshu Tiaosuo, an institution established by the Edo shogunate in 1856 to translate Western books and teach Western knowledge, has brought together a large number of talents who are proficient in Western culture or Western languages.

Katsu Rintaro is now holding two positions. While serving as the head of the book transfer institute, he also serves as the gunnery professor of the martial arts institute.

One person does two jobs. Although the work is very busy, Katsu Rintaro enjoys this kind of busyness.

Whether it is teaching gunnery or translating those Western books, these are jobs that he is very interested in.

And these two jobs can give Katsu Rintaro a strong sense of honor.

When he thinks that the work he is currently doing is of extraordinary significance and is contributing his heart and soul to the future of this country, Katsu Rintaro feels that his body is full of strength.

Translating foreign books can be regarded as Katsu Rintaro's old line of business. As early as 6 years ago, when he first entered the political circle and began to make his mark in the political circle, his first official position was "translation of foreign countries' official scripts", responsible for Translation of Western books.

Because the shogunate's current reserve of translation talents is still insufficient, and there is a lack of high-level translation talents, even if he has been promoted to the highest leader of the Tibetan Book Institute, Katsu Rintaro, a master of the translation industry with a high degree of foreign studies The seniors still have to go out frequently to translate medical books, military books and other books that are difficult to translate.

After instructing Umegoro to hurry up and buy his dinner, Katsu Rintaro buried his head in the desk again and continued to focus on the translation of the medical book he was currently in charge of.

Seeing that Katsu Rintaro refused to listen to his persuasion and insisted on continuing to work, Umegoro let out a silent sigh, silently collected the money bag Katsu Rintaro had just thrown to him, and closed the door.

In the room, there is only the sound of the tip of the brush writing on the paper.

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About 2 hours later——

It's cloudy tonight.

A first-quarter moon hangs high behind the thin clouds. Under the cover of the clouds, the moonlight is as dim as light smoke, flowing quietly in the streets and alleys of Edo.

Look up at the sky - it's almost 11 o'clock in the evening.

At this point in time, it will be a proper late night in the 21st century, let alone in this ancient society.

The shops that are still open now are basically only the kind of izakaya that do night business, and those who will wander on the street, and only those drunken drunkards and nightingales are left.

The so-called "Nightingale" is a street girl.

In a big city with a population of one million like Edo, the most indispensable thing is to sell one's own body in exchange for a bite of nightingale.

At night in Edo, as long as you walk on the street where nightingales gather, you can see a large number of nightingales dressed up in fancy dress standing on the side of the street, making gestures to every passing man, and boldly stretching out their hands to grab them and report to them. Offer the price for a night of fun with her.

The government has always turned a blind eye to these nightingales.

There are quite a few nightingales on the street that Qingdeng and his party are currently inspecting.

Seeing that Qingdeng and the others were all dressed as officials, they retreated to the side in a very sensible manner, and did not come forward to disturb them.

But there are also very few people who don't know whether they are brave, want to have some fun, or they don't recognize the attire of official servants. Those who don't know are fearless, and they take the initiative to lean on Qingdeng and others to tease them.

Just like now: a pretty nightingale wearing a bright red bathrobe, who should be about 30 years old, smiled coquettishly and ran to Qingdeng and his party, grabbed the skirt of the bathrobe with her right hand and parted it to the side, revealing a very With her left hand, she lifted the hem of the bathrobe, revealing her sensual thighs—she didn't even wear a waistband.

Waist rolls can be understood as women's underwear in this era, which is a kind of clothing that is like an apron and reaches the calf.

Yongcang's face was tense, and although he tried his best to control his gaze, his gaze still involuntarily glanced at the "big scar" on the chest of this Nightingale.

Harada didn't have as many affairs as Yongcang, he directly showed a happy smile, and looked at this nightingale who had a coquettish manner and dress, and his eyes stayed on her sensual thigh for a long time.

When the nightingale approached them, Saito subconsciously immediately raised his right hand, held the knife on his right waist, and stared at the nightingale with wary eyes.

After confirming that the woman was not threatening, he put down the hand holding the knife, and then never looked at the woman again.

As for Fujido... After the nightingale raised his hand and opened the skirt of the yukata, revealing the long lines, he immediately lowered his head, his face blushed, and he didn't even look at the nightingale.

This woman stretched out her hand to lift the skirt and hem of the bathrobe, revealing the deep groove and thighs, which may be very harsh and exciting to people of this era, but for Qingdeng, whose soul comes from the 21st century, his thoughts There is only "so-so".

In the 21st century, if you go to any lingerie store, the appearance and movements of any model in any advertising picture in the store will be harsher and bolder than this nightingale.

Qingdeng sped up his pace a little, throwing away the nightingale who came forward to tease them.

"Haaah...!" Harada, who reluctantly looked back, yawned big, and then asked Qingdeng in a tone of obvious fatigue, "Mr. Orange...we still have to patrol when?"

"Patroll until we find the barbarian group or Mr. Xingxing informs us that the operation is over." Qingdeng replied calmly.

From the official start of the operation... nearly 2 hours have passed.

During these two hours, Qingdeng and the others have been constantly patrolling the defense area they are in charge of, paying attention to any suspicious movements.

Two hours passed, and the level of the area that Qingdeng and the others were in charge of was as good as a mirror, not to mention the barbarian group, and there was not a single person acting suspiciously.

When the operation first started, Yongcang, Harada and the others were still looking forward to it, eager to try it.

But after two hours of boring patrolling, the novelty gradually faded, and the look of anticipation on Yongcang's and the others' faces gradually turned into exhaustion.

"I still have to continue patrolling..." Harada twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm getting a little sleepy."

After all, Harada yawned very well.

"Mr. Orange, can we chat for a while? If we chat together, we won't want to sleep so much."

"No." Qingdeng rejected Harada's request to chat without hesitation, "Chatting will distract people and prevent them from concentrating on the task. If you are really sleepy, I remember there is a stream next to it, you can go to That stream washes your face."

"Okay...if you can't chat..." Harada sighed, then closed his mouth tightly and stopped speaking.

In the Edo period, which was still an ancient society, it was impossible to have any rich nightlife for people to enjoy.

Even in Edo, the largest city in the country, once night falls, all areas will become dead silent, except for the only legal red-light district in Edo: Yoshihara.

This kind of atmosphere of total silence is indeed quite drowsy, and Qing Deng himself is a little bit out of focus.

Leading his subordinates through another quiet street, Qingdeng suddenly saw a little bit of fire in front of him—a mansion not far away, which occupied a large area, was still glowing with lights until now.

This is the only place in the whole street where lights are shining. Against the surrounding darkness, the lights in this mansion look like two or two fireflies flying in the summer night, looking lonely.

Qingdeng knew about this mansion, and this mansion was the famous Tibetan Book Research Institute.

For those who admire foreign studies, or those who want to revitalize the country by relying on advanced foreign studies, the Fanshu Tiaosuo is a place like a holy place.

Therefore, the most indispensable in the Fan Shu Tiao Institute are those who are full of love for foreign studies and motivated to learn.

A large group of people voluntarily stayed in the Fanshu Institute to work overtime, translating foreign books or studying foreign studies without delay—this was one of the most common scenes in the Fanshu Institute.

Because the Fan Shu Tiao Office happened to be located in the defense area that Qingdeng was in charge of tonight, so Qing Deng and the others had already passed by the door of the Fan Shu Tiao Office countless times tonight.

Whenever they passed by the gate of the Fanshu Institute, the lights in the Fanshu Institute were always flickering.

Seeing this, Qingdeng couldn't help feeling emotional: Don't these people who are working overtime at the Fanshu Institute need to take a break?

After taking a few glances at the Fanshu Institute, which was nothing unusual, Qingdeng and the others passed through the gate of the Fanshu Institute and turned into the next dead street.

——How come the barbarian group has not acted until now...

Qingdeng turned his head left and right, looked around, and frowned slightly.

If Koi groups are found in Ryogokukoji or other places, then Susui and Atsukawa, who are currently sitting in the North Bansuo, will immediately send messengers to convey to the various people and horses scattered throughout Edo. Found the message of the Yi group".

However, until now, Qingdeng has not seen the figure of the messenger who came to deliver the order to him... This shows that other places are also calm, and there is no trace of the exile group.

——Is it because the Kobari team found out that their plan for tonight has been known to us "three times", so they retreated and canceled their plan for tonight...?

——Or...it's not yet the time they scheduled to start their actions...

Qingdeng's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

For no reason, since just now, he has always felt restless...

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At this very moment—

Edo, Ryogoku Hirokoji——

The "Three Backs" of the Nanfan Institute lurked in the dark alleys of Liangliangguangxiao Road, staring at the street outside the alleys with breathless concentration.

In terms of the degree of hardship... the Nanfan Station, which is in charge of garrisoning Hirokoji, Ryogoku, may be more difficult than the Beifan Station, which is in charge of stationing various places in Edo.

At the very least, the people in the Northern Station can still patrol and move around, while the people in the Southern Station can only hide in the hidden alley all the time, unable to move or make any noise.

Many people are now mentally lax, tired, and eyelids twitching because they cannot bear this intense physical and mental torture.

But, at this moment—the silence on Ryogokuhiro Street, where there is nothing but the night wind passing through the streets and alleys from time to time, is suddenly broken by a series of footsteps!

Excited by the sound of footsteps, everyone in Nanfansuo lifted their spirits, and quickly raised their eyes to the outside of the alley, toward the direction where the sound of footsteps came from—the east intersection of Liangliangguangxiao Road.

I saw twenty or thirty figures sneaking out of the shadows at the East Road intersection.

They formed a queue with no formation at all, and rushed into the Ryogoku Road in a hurry.

After shaking their heads and looking at the shops neatly lined up on both sides of the street, they scattered in all directions, split into more than ten "groups", and rushed towards the surrounding shops!

If you take a closer look, you can see that each "group" has a person holding a huge mallet. These people raised the mallet in their hands high, posing as if they were going to smash the closed store open. Stance.

The "three times" of Nanfan Institute who have been lurking in the dark alley until now, all feel mixed feelings now.

The intelligence was right!

The people from the barbarian group really plan to rob Ryogoku Hirokoji's money tonight!

After staying in the damp and dark alley for so long, it was not in vain!

Now that the Barbarians have shown up...then there is no need to continue to lurk!

"Follow me!" Yi Yuli pulled out his ten hands from his waist, and rushed to the street of Ryogoku Guangxiao Road in the first place.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the people rushed out from their respective hiding places one after another.

The members of the barbarian team all showed astonishment when they saw the officials who suddenly appeared.

"Run away! Run away!"

"Why are the officials of the execution office here?"

"Leave it alone! Run away first!"

...

The group of guys who were aggressively trying to smash open the shop just now threw away the big hammer and other utensils in their hands in a hurry, trying to break out of the encirclement.

But they were unexpectedly encircled and suppressed by the officials, how could they be the opponents of the Nanfan Institute who had already been fully prepared?

I saw that the people from the Nanfan Office divided and surrounded the anti-barbarian group from different directions, and the members of the anti-barbarian group were knocked to the ground one by one.

"Don't run away!" A certain Tongxin held down a young man with many moles on his face, "You scum of the barbarian group, you can catch them soon!"

"The barbarian group...?" The young man looked at Tong Xin in surprise, and then said in panic, "Wait, wait! We are not from the barbarian group! We are not from the barbarian group!"

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Can any book friends guess what the people from the barbarian group are going to do~