Maybe a Fake Gintama

"You don't know yet, Jiang Cheng likes Chinese food the most, and besides Songyang, it seems that he has never invited anyone to eat the food in his hand." Yin Shi said with a smile.

"Is that so? Then I'll wait with anticipation for the deliciousness after tasting it!" Gui replied.

"Hmph, it's just cheap pork." Takasugi snorted disdainfully, "But since you have sincerely invited it, it seems a little unreasonable not to taste it."

At this time, the few people carrying the lanterns finally found Jiang Cheng and the others.

The leading middle-aged man with a bun holding a lantern pointed the lantern to the four of Jiang Cheng, "Hey, the little devils over there, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Panasonic Village School, disciple of Yoshida Songyang, Sakata Gintoki!"

"Same as above, Jiang Cheng! / Katsura Kotaro! / Takasugi Shinsuke!"

"Come on!" The four of them shouted at the same time and rushed towards the middle-aged men with buns.

Seeing this, everyone put their hands on the hilt of the sword on their waist. "What do these little devils want to do?!" a man with a bun shouted, and everyone was ready to draw their swords.

But at this moment, "Please don't draw your sword!" Song Yang's voice came from behind the men with buns.

In an instant, the men in buns turned their heads to look at Songyang in shock, and Jiang Cheng and the others also stopped in an instant.

"I hope the two sides can exercise restraint, let this go, and don't force me to draw a knife." Songyang continued.

"Yoshida Songyang, you bastard!" a man with a bun shouted, and at the same time several men with a bun turned around and looked at Songyang with bad expressions, and all were ready to fight.

However, Songyang didn't care at all, and still walked towards Jiang Cheng and the four of them on his own, and these men with buns were frightened by Songyang's aura, and consciously gave way.

"No matter how you exaggerate and slander, I will listen to you. If you think we are in the way, you can move from here." Songyang stopped when he said this, "However, if you dare to confront my students, you will be serious. It is not impossible to subvert a country in every region."

In fact, just when Songyang said the word [but], the men in buns discovered that the swords around their waists had all been cut off. At the same time, perhaps only Jiang Cheng noticed that at a certain moment, Songyang's pupils turned... red. But Jiang Cheng thought he had seen it wrong.

The few men with buns exclaimed, and hurriedly fled in the direction from which they came, and the lanterns in their hands were thrown away in a hurry.

"Songyang..." Jiang Cheng was very happy to see Songyang.

"Yahahahie, I've served you." Looking at the four little ones who were looking at him, Songyang continued, "I thought I had already sent all the students home, but I didn't expect that there were still a few gangsters entrenched there. it's here."

"However, I'm sorry, Kick-Kan classmate," Songyang said, looking towards Takasugi, "There are no more dojos and schools here where you can kick-Kick."

"Don't worry, it's not the dojo I want to play in the gym, it's you, Mr. Songyang!" Gao Shan raised her head and said.

Immediately afterwards, Gui Ye said with longing eyes: "For us, even if the teacher is in the wilderness, it is our school building for us."

"What's more, neither yours nor our Bushido is fragile enough to be broken by such a trivial matter, right?" Takasugi said immediately.

"Jiang Cheng, Yinshi, you really brought students who are more arrogant than you to my door." Songyang said that he had come to the four little ones.

The four little ones also raised their faces and looked at Songyang.

"...Yeah." Gintoki took his fingers out of his nostrils and answered with his head raised.

"Really? Then let's start roadside teaching right away." Songyang stretched out a finger, "It's a hundred years too early to learn to swim at night!"

It was followed by four crisp knocks.

"Welcome to Matsushita Village School.

"Songyang looked at the four little ones who were covering their heads and said.

"It hurts," Jiang Cheng stood up first, "Anyway, let's enjoy the braised pork first, teacher!"

"Yes, but before that..." Songyang said, and punched Jiang Cheng on the head again, "As I said, you can't use such dangerous weapons against ordinary people."

"It hurts..." Jiang Cheng's tears of pain were about to flow out, "I went out in a hurry and couldn't find the wooden knife!"

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, everyone laughed.

Then, in a remote corner, under the moonlight, everyone finished eating the jar of braised pork that was already cold...

From this day on, Songyang took the four little animals to many places and stopped in many places. Every place you stop has left a story about [Panasonic Village School], and also left a lot of laughter.

Where there is Songyang, there are children's laughter. Before you know it, the first four are already the tallest among the children. At many moments, Jiang Chengcheng felt that this joyful day would last forever, but... …

...

The Matsushita Village School behind him has become a sea of ​​fire.

Jiang Cheng watched Songyang being taken away by a group of people dressed in black and wearing hats, but he could only remain indifferent, because behind him were dozens of children who were trembling with fear. He was already pressed to the ground because of his impulse. If he acted rashly again, the children behind him might be miserable, and Yinshi was also held by several men in black.

Katsura and Takasugi stood guard in front of the children, looking nervously at the people in black surrounding them.

"Jiang Cheng, Yin Shi, don't worry, I'll be right back. In addition, [Matsushita Village School] will ask you for a while. It's agreed." This was the last sentence Songyang said before being taken away.

"Songyang!" Yin Shi and Jiang Cheng shouted hoarsely at the same time, while Songyang had followed a few men in black and walked into the distance. Finally, Jiang Cheng saw Songyang's little thumb raised by his bound hands. ...

The dream finally woke up...

"Are you awake?" Yin Shi said, looking at Jiang Cheng who had just woken up.

Now is the time of war. It has been a few years since Songyang was taken away. In order to retake Songyang, a group of disciples in Songyang participated in this war of expelling foreigners under the name of those who fought against foreigners. It's just that their purpose may simply be to save their teacher, to go back to the simple [Panasonic Village School] full of laughter.

A dilapidated room was crowded with wounded, not only Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi, but also Katsura and Takasugi. Of course, everyone was covered in bandages.

"How's it going, military spending..." Jiang Cheng finally returned to reality. Now Jiang Cheng is no longer the child he used to look like, he has grown into a full adult, he is 1.8 meters tall, his hairstyle is still a single ponytail, and his body is still in a ponytail. Wear a grey suit. On the forehead is the iconic white headband of the barbarians.

"Military spending can be supported until next month for the time being. It's just weapons, food, and medicines. It's hard to raise funds now, but" Yin Shi hesitated.

"Hurry up and say it, what a shit!"

"Take a sip, I found it in many places, Chinese liquor." Yin Shi picked up a bottle of wine and handed it to Jiang Cheng, "Only you can drink this kind of spicy wine. "

Jiang Cheng took the wine, unscrewed the lid and took a few gulps, "Tell me, what's the new situation."

"A man called General of the South China Sea, [Dragon of Guibin] contacted us. He claimed to be able to solve our material and financial problems and wanted to join us." Yin Shi finally said it.

"Are you clear?"

"The investigation has been conducted, and according to our investigation results, it is just a simple rich young man." Yin Shi replied.

"Wig," Jiang Cheng couldn't think of any strategy by himself, and kicked Gui who was snoring beside him.

"It's not a wig, it's Gui!" Gui instantly woke up and shouted at the same time.

"Seriously, what do you think of the [Dragon of Guibin]?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"It's not Gui Bin, it's Gui!" Gui got up and rubbed his ass kicked by Jiang Cheng.

"I want to let him join. Now we have no other way. If he can solve our material problem, then we can still fight. Otherwise, this war is over for us." Takasugi was on the side. Lying down, he said, "Also, you can't always rely on Yinshi to take you to play small steel balls to earn military expenses, in case you have the same bad luck as last time..."

It turned out that everyone has gradually understood Jiang Cheng's ability since then. Although he will fall asleep for one to three days in the middle of each month, the luck of those who are with Jiang Cheng will be particularly good in these few days. Taking Yinshi as an example, when he brings the sleeping Jiang Cheng by his side, Yinshi wins nine times out of ten when he hits the small steel ball. If he does not bring Jiang Cheng, Yinshi loses nine times out of ten. In one of the previous occasions, Jiang Cheng's lucky bonus suddenly failed once, causing the entire army to dwindle for a whole month!

There is also a feature of Jiang Cheng, that is, he can't drink any wine other than Chinese liquor, and he will get drunk after drinking it, and not only simply drunk, but also troublesome, and the three of them can't hold back Jiang Cheng who is drunk.

However, this also developed another function of Jiang Cheng, that is, if he encounters a difficult opponent, pour Jiang Cheng two mouthfuls of other wine and throw it into the enemy, then the problem will be solved.

Voice-over: Why do I feel a little pitiful, being Lucky E, and being a war machine...

"Although I don't like that kind of kuo, but I agree with Takasugi." Gintoki leaned against the wall and said.

"Then, let him join. I'm also curious about what kind of man he is."

...

At night, Jiang Cheng was lying on the roof alone, looking at the starry sky.

"Hello." Gao Shan shouted, threw a bottle of Coke over, and walked to Jiang Cheng's side.

Jiang Cheng took the coke and twisted the lid to take a sip.

"What are you thinking about?" Takasugi asked.

"Thinking about how to make myself think about nothing."

"Humans are not such simple creatures!" Takasugi snapped.

"Who knows, now I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to think about winning or losing, I don't want to think about right or wrong, I don't want to think about whether this war is meaningful, and I don't want to think about what the outcome will be." Jiang Cheng casually 's return.