I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Edo, the residence of Asemon Yamada——

The Yamada Senemon family belongs to a very typical samurai family with "not a high salary, but a side job and a good life".

The official official title of the Yamada Senemon family is "Yaomonobujo", with an annual salary of more than 1,000 shi. Although the salary is not low, it is by no means high.

But because they have two major side jobs of "testing knives for others" and "selling human gall pills", they make a lot of money.

If it is to say whether it has reached the level of wealth that can rival a country, then it must not be.

But if you talk about whether you have achieved wealth, you definitely have.

The wealthy Yamada Senemon family, their mansion is naturally not too shabby.

The courtyard of their mansion alone is enough to accommodate at least 20 people to have a banquet in it.

At this moment, in the yard of Yamada Asemon's mansion, a tall and strong middle-aged man was standing under a big tree.

He only wore a Da Dao on his waist, and looked at the trunk of the big tree in front of him expressionlessly.

His motionless posture seemed as if his whole body had merged with the earth and his feet had been nailed.

After a long while, he slowly spread his feet, lowered his body weight, raised his right hand, and put his right hand on the handle of the knife at his left waist.

Bang!

There was a sound of the blade coming out of the sheath, and the light of the knife appeared, and an arc moon formed by the light of the knife rose from the sheath.

The middle-aged man slashed horizontally at the big tree in front of him with a knife drawing technique.

Big tree - intact.

"master."

At this time, a young voice sounded behind the middle-aged man.

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man asked back without turning his head.

"Yoshitsune-sama...he's back." Because of his excitement, the young man who came to report couldn't stop his voice from shaking when he spoke.

"...Is that so. He... is still alive..." The middle-aged man slowly retracted his knife, then flicked his sleeves, turned and left from the big tree.

At the foot of where the middle-aged man was standing just now, there was a fly.

To be precise, it was a fly that had lost its wings.

The fly was lying on its back with its head down, flailing its tiny feet, trying to turn its body over.

After the middle-aged man left slowly, two transparent wings with extremely neat cuts finally floated leisurely beside the fly...

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In Yamada Asemon's mansion, in a certain room——

Mamiya closed his eyes tightly facing the Buddhist altar in front of him, and clasped his hands together.

Standing beside Mamiya, Yoshitomo, who was a head shorter than him, also closed his eyes and clasped his hands towards the shrine he was heading for just like Mamiya.

This shrine is the shrine of the biological mother of the two brothers.

After slowly opening his eyes, Jiangong looked at the Buddhist altar in front of him and said in his heart:

—Sorry, mother... I haven't seen you for so long...

Looking at the Buddhist altar of his mother in front of him, the memories of the past are rushing in the mind of the palace like a torrent...

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"Mother!"

"Kuro, what's wrong?"

"Mother! Why did you call my childhood name Kuro and my real name Yoshitsune?"

"Huh? Kuro, why are you asking this? Don't you like your name?"

"It's not that I don't like it...it's just that... having the same name as Genkuro Yoshitsune, a famous hero hundreds of years ago, makes me feel...a lot of pressure...just like giving a child a name in Tangtu His name is Guan Yunchang..."

"Your name was actually given to you by your father. Your father hoped that you would become a hero like Genkuro Yoshitsune in the future. So you named your childhood name 'Kuro' and your real name 'Yoshitsune' .”

"Is that the meaning... Then I feel more pressure..."

"Hahaha, silly boy, there is no need for any pressure. Even if you don't become a hero like Yoshitsune in the end, it doesn't matter. Mom, I won't care about such things."

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"Brother, sir."

Yoshitomo's sudden sound brought Mamiya's consciousness back to reality.

"If my mother sees that you are still alive and healthy, she will be very happy."

Yoshitomo, who was smiling, gradually became weird.

"Not only live a healthy life, but also grow tall..."

Yoshitomo touched the top of his head.

"If only I could be as tall as your elder brother..."

Gamiya's height is above the average male in this era - 165cm.

And Yoshitomo's height... is the most common height for men in this era - 157cm.

"Obviously brothers of the same father and mother, why is there such a huge difference in height..." Yoshitomo sighed softly, "Could it be because you used to take on the task of 'business trips' for your father? Your body has been fully exercised, so you are much taller than me..."

"Maybe." Mamiya smiled at his brother who was 2 years younger than him.

"In the past, our brothers really worked together..." Yoshitomo's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "You are responsible for taking on the task of 'traveling to test knives' for your father, and entrusting us Yamada Asahi to all over Japan. Those who go to the door family to test the knife test the knife."

"And I was responsible for helping my father complete the task of testing knives in Edo Castle in Edo."

"Then every time you complete the task of 'Trying Knives on a Business Trip', you can always bring back one, or even several new skills you learned in other places."

"Well, speaking of this, I'm getting angry."

"Brothers who are the same, not only are they different in height, but also have different perceptions... No matter what you learn, my lord brother, you can master everything... and I can't do anything other than a little understanding in swordsmanship... "

"Why are the same brothers so different..."

Although Yoshitomo said so, there was no trace of resentment on his face, and there was only faint admiration and admiration in his eyes when he looked at Mamiya.

"At the beginning, because my elder brother was in charge of running around outside the city full-time, it caused a lot of interesting things."

Yi Chao then continued.

"For example: because he seldom shows up in Edo, and when people try knives in other places, they leave after the knives and never stay long. Therefore, from the government to the common people, many people only know Yamada Asemon. The family has a 'Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune', but they don't know what it looks like."

"Yes." Mamiya suddenly showed an intriguing smile at this moment, "Few people recognize the appearance of Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune——Now that I think about it carefully, it really helped me a lot."

"To this day, very few people can recognize that Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune and Mamiya Kuro are the same person. This saves me a lot of trouble."

"Of course—it's also thanks to my pair of glasses."

Mamiya raised his hand and touched the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"This pair of glasses made my eyes look slender and elongated a lot, which caused my arrest warrant to be far from my original appearance."

Hearing Mamiya's words, Yoshitomo was stunned.

"Haha..." After a few dry laughs, Yoshitomo said slowly, "My lord brother, so... are you wearing these glasses just to hide your face?"

"That's not true. Covering the face or something is just a secondary reason." Mamiya said lightly, "The main reason is because my eyesight has become bad and I can't see things in the distance clearly, so I need a pair of glasses Correct eyesight."

"...But even so..." Yoshitomo's expression gradually became complicated, "When I saw your arrest warrant, my brother, I, my father, both recognized this Mamiya Kuro immediately It's you, brother..."

"When I saw your arrest warrant, brother, I was really shocked..."

"At that time, some people who had a close relationship with us Yamada Asemon and who knew your face came to the door and asked me and my father, is this Mamiya Kuro the Yoshitsune of your family?"

"Father had a hard time getting them off."

Yoshitomo paused for a moment at this moment, and raised his eyes to observe Shimomiya's face.

Seeing that there was no abnormality in Mamiya's expression, Yoshitomo gritted his teeth, and continued:

"My lord brother...you...why did you become a wanted criminal?"

"There's no particular reason." Mamiya turned his head, Chao Yichao smiled, "It's just that he followed someone and did some nonsense, and when he came to his senses, he became a wanted criminal."

"I don't think there is anything wrong with this kind of wanted life."

"Compared to the life of working for the shogunate in the past, I prefer the life of working for a businessman now."

"To a certain businessman...?" Yi Chao asked puzzled.

"Okay, Yoshitomo." Before Yoshitomo could ask back, Mamiya stepped forward and said, "On this topic, let's stop here."

Crack, crack, crack...

At this moment—Mamiya and Yoshitomo heard the sound of feet stepping on the tatami mat behind them at the same time.

Before the two could turn their heads and look back, a thick middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded:

"...Kuro, you are really still alive..."

As soon as the male voice fell, Jiangong paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked back.

He stared blankly at the middle-aged man behind him - this man named Fumaki Yamada Asemon.

Unconsciously, Gamiya's lips and tongue moved by themselves: "Father..."

"Jiulang. If I remember correctly—you should have been kicked out of the house by me." Wen Xian had a tone of no sadness from the beginning, "What did you come back for?"

"So?" Mamiya responded without showing any weakness, "Are you going to drive me out now?"

The short two-sentence dialogue between the father and son made the atmosphere of the room instantly feel like falling into an ice cave.

Yichao looked at Jiangong, then at Wenxian, and walked anxiously between the two.

"Father! Although my brother has been expelled from the house by you and is no longer a member of the Yamada Asemon family, he still has the blood of the Yamada Asemon family!"

"He still has the right to come back and see us!"

"And... mother is still here..."

Yichao looked back at the Buddhist altar not far away.

"At the very least—please don't quarrel in front of your mother."

Wen Xian looked at Wen Xian who was standing between him and Jiangong, and then at the Buddhist altar behind Jiangong—although his expression remained unchanged, he was silent.

"...Don't worry." Mamiya said in a cold tone at this time, "Father...ah, no, Mr. Yamada Asemon. I just came back to see my mother and Yoshitomo, I won't be at your house staying too long."

"...Do as you please. As long as you don't bring trouble to our Yamada Asemon family."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xian walked straight towards Jiangong at a leisurely pace.

Seeing Wen Xian walking towards him, Gamiya subconsciously took half a step back, then raised his right hand, ready to touch the saber on his left waist.

But as soon as he raised his right hand, his arm stopped in the air - because he didn't feel any murderous or malicious aura from Wen Xian.

The same is true of Yichao.

When he saw Wen Xian walking towards the palace, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and just when he was about to shout "Brother, hurry up", he suddenly found that Wen Xian didn't have any murderous looks on him.

Wen Xian just walked up to Jian Gong.

Then he raised his right hand and stroked Mamiya's left cheek.

Wen Xian's right palm is a typical swordsman's palm - it is covered with calluses that have been worn smooth and round.

Although there are many calluses on his palm, but because each callus is smooth and round, so when he strokes it, he doesn't feel pain or any other discomfort.

Jian Gong looked at Wen Xian who was close in front of him with a slightly surprised look.

When returning to Yamada Asemon's mansion, Mamiya imagined thousands of scenarios for reuniting with Fumaki.

However, the scene that was actually presented to Gamiya at this time did not match any of the scenes he had imagined before.

"...you look more and more like your mother."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xian put down the hand that was caressing the side of Mamiya's face, then crossed his hands into the sleeves on both sides of the kimono, and slowly left from the sight of Mamiya and Yoshitomo.

After Wen Xian completely left, Yi Chao patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death... I almost thought my father was going to come over and chop you up just now..."

"Hmm..." Jian Gong looked at Wen Xian's leaving direction, with complicated emotions flickering in his pupils, "I thought he was going to come over and cut me with a knife just now..."

Gamiya closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.

After opening his eyes again, he looked at Yoshitomo.

"Yoshitomo, is my room still available?"

"Huh? Yes, yes." Yoshitomo nodded vigorously, "Of course your room is here."

"Can you go to my room with me?" Jian Gong said, "I want to see my long-lost room."

"Of course it's okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yoshitomo seemed to think of something, paused, and then asked regretfully, "My lord...you said just now that you wouldn't stay at home for long... ...Is this true? Can I stay here a little longer? I have a lot to say to you..."

"...I have been expelled by my father." Mamiya's tone was calm, "I am no longer Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune, I am now Mamiya Kurō. I am no longer from the Yamada Asemon family, I am no longer qualified to stay here any longer.”

"Coupled with my current status as a wanted criminal, it's even more inappropriate to stay here for too long."

"But—don't worry."

Yi Chao saw a smile as warm as the sun.

"Since I've come here, I'll try to stay here as long as possible to accompany you more."

"...Hmm!" The "dark clouds" on Yi Chao's face dissipated a little under the "sunshine" in front of him.

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Following the memories of the past, Mamiya walked through the maze-like corridors, and then stopped in front of a paper sliding door.

Opening the door, a familiar scene came into Gamiya's eyes.

In front of him was his room that Mamiya was very familiar with.

After entering the room and walking to the center of the room, Jian Gong looked around - the layout of the room was exactly the same as before he left, without any change.

Be it the tatami mats or the table cases, there is no dust at all, and they are clean.

Yoshitomo, who was following Mamiya, explained in a timely manner: "After you left home, for the past 5 years, I have had the waiters clean your room and asked them to be careful not to disturb anything in the room. thing."

"That's it... Thank you, Yoshitomo, you really have a heart."

Just as Yi Chao was about to say "You're welcome", Jian Gong suddenly said to him: "Yi Chao, can I trouble you to close the door of the room?"

"Huh? Okay..." Although Yoshitomo was puzzled, he never had the habit of saying "no" to his most respected elder brother.

According to Jian Gong's instructions, he closed the door of the room: "My lord, why did you close the door? It won't be boring..."

"Yitomo." Before Yoshitomo finished speaking, his words were interrupted by Mamiya who was looking straight at him, "I heard that our family... no, the Yamada Asemon family recently gave birth The quality of human gallbladder pills has become much higher—what’s going on here?”

"Huh?" Yi Zhao was taken aback.

Mamiya stared at Yoshitomo with a scrutinizing gaze.

Yoshitomo stared blankly at Mamiya.

No one said anything.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into a strange, somewhat suffocating silence.

After an unknown amount of time passed, a wry smile containing complex emotions slowly appeared on Yoshitomo's face.

"Brother... Where did you hear about this?"

"Don't worry about where I heard about it." Jiangong said coldly, "Tell me what's going on."

"I used to be part of this family too."

"I know exactly how the human gallbladder is made."

"The quality of the human gallbladder depends on the quality of the human gallbladder used as raw material."

"Therefore, there are two reasons for the sudden improvement in quality - you have invented a new method of refining medicine, and..."

Gamiya's eyes narrowed slowly and became sharp.

"You use a large amount of high-quality human gallbladder to refine medicine."

"Yi Chao, answer me—the quality of Rendan Wan has improved recently, is there such a thing?"

"If this is the case, why did the quality suddenly improve?"

Mamiya was already taller than Yoshitomo. At this moment, he looked at Yoshitomo with a condescending attitude.

As for Yoshitomo—he kept silent and buried his head low.

Jian Yichao did not make a sound for a long time, Jiangong pursed his lips, and then——

"... Yoshitomo, I actually don't plan to go back to this house."

He took on a much softer tone than before.

After hearing what Mamiya said just now, Yoshitomo finally raised his head and cast a surprised look at Mamiya.

"Just like I told you just now: I am no longer a member of the Yamada Asemon family, and I am no longer qualified to step into this family."

"And I'm still a wanted criminal. If I come to you, I might cause you trouble."

"However, I didn't want to come back to cause you trouble, but I still came back."

"Just because I heard that the quality of Rendan Pills has improved recently."

"This news... To be honest, it makes me sleepless."

"It's fine if it's fake news."

"But if the news is true... I'm afraid that you may be using some dirty method to improve the quality of gallbladder pills."

"I may not be able to change my father's thinking. He has gone astray, and there should be no way for me to bring him back."

"But the very least I have: a chance to keep you from going astray."

"At least to keep you from going astray - it is for this purpose that I have come back here, back in front of your eyes."

"So - Yoshitomo. Please tell me the truth."

Mamiya's tone became serious again.

"You guys...really aren't using any picky methods to refine medicine, are you?"

Facing Mamiya's scrutinizing gaze, Yoshitomo and Mamiya looked at each other.

Time passed bit by bit.

Although the atmosphere in the room became silent again, there was no longer the suffocating feeling in this silence.

Yoshitomo just kept looking at Mamiya.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard something:

"...I was really overwhelmed by the joy of reuniting with my brother just now."

Yichao looked strange.

"Unconsciously ignored: Brother, you are the best person to take that child away from here now..."

"The child?" Mamiya asked back, frowning.

"Brother, what I say next may be shocking to the world. So I hope you can keep calm and listen to my words."

Speaking of this, Yoshitomo took several deep breaths.

"We have indeed used a special method to improve the quality of human gall pills."

"We...found a girl whose internal organs can repair themselves." Yi Chao suddenly stopped, as if he couldn't bear to say any more, but after a short pause, he still clenched his teeth, suppressing his emotions, and continued Said, "We keep taking the gall from the girl, using her gall to make medicine, and then taking her gall again after the girl's gall grows back, just like this..."

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