I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"Return to the lord." Fei Yuan replied, "Songping Gennai has nothing else to do today, he has been staying in the house..."

Speaking of this, Fei Yuan hesitated for a while.

Then, with a movement like squeezing something stuck in his throat out of his mouth, he struggled to spit out the remaining words from his mouth.

"Watching...'Contest'..."

Hearing Fei Yuan's words, Cang Yong's expression changed, and his brows frowned slightly.

After a while, Cang Yongcai then asked Fei Yuan:

"Then... is there any other information about the lord?"

Cang Yong is the object of Flying Ape's allegiance, so Flying Ape only calls Cang Yong the Lord. For Matsudaira Gennai, Flying Ape always calls him by his first name.

"Yes. I've received reliable information—the day after tomorrow, Matsudaira Gennai will go hunting again."

"Are you going to hunt again..." Gennai Matsudaira sighed like he was exhausted.

Because Cang Yong did not continue to speak, the room fell into an eerie silence.

After a while, Fei Yuan cautiously said to Cang Yong in front of him in a tentative tone:

"My lord... will our plan... continue?"

"Of course!" Hearing this question from Feiyuan, Cang Yong said without hesitation, "The plan—must be carried out to the end!"

"But..." Flying Ape's face showed a little confusion, "Do we... have a chance of winning...?"

As soon as he said the words, Feiyuan realized that what he said just now was a little rude, so he hurriedly apologized to Asakura Yong:

"Sorry, my lord! I made a slip of the tongue just now!"

"...It's okay." Cang Yong sighed lightly, "It's normal for you to have such worries..."

"By the way, Flying Monkey. I have already asked Xuan'an just now. Ogata-kun's injury is about to heal."

"That young man..." Flying Ape muttered, "If he is willing to help us, then our combat power can indeed be greatly improved..."

"By the way, I almost forgot to ask." Cang Yong patted his head lightly, "Flying Monkey, is there anyone from Ishikawa Sword Gym trying to murder Ogata-kun recently?"

"Yes." Flying Monkey replied, "Yesterday, two disciples from the Ishikawa Sword Gym still wanted to break into Ogata's house directly to avenge that Toyama Renrou."

"And then? How did you stop it?"

"I quietly notified Ishikawa Bingma, the owner of the Ishikawa Sword Gym. Ishikawa Bingma was able to stop those two disciples in time."

"How did that Ishikawa soldier stop his two disciples?"

"In the name of practicing swords, he sparred with those two disciples, and intentionally injured those two, so that they couldn't bother Ogata anymore."

"However... One of the two disciples, named Itagaki, obviously had a serious injury to his right shoulder. He still insisted on going to the school when the old injury had not healed and a new injury was added by his master. Take revenge on Ogata."

"Itagaki was forced to give up until his right leg was dislocated by Ishikawa Bingma."

"Yeah." Cang Yong nodded expressionlessly, "That Ishikawa Bingma is a smart man...to prevent more troubles from appearing. It's a pity that his disciples didn't understand their master's good intentions... "

"Flying Monkey, continue to monitor the Ishikawa Sword Academy, cooperate with Ishikawa soldiers and horses, and not let any disciple of the Ishikawa Sword Academy take revenge on Ogata."

"Yes!"

After being silent for a while, Cang Yong asked a new question softly to the flying monkey in front of him:

"...Flying Monkey, I have a lot of unavoidable things to do tomorrow and the next two days, right?"

Cang Yong's memory is not as good as before because of his age.

So in recent years, Cang Yong began to ask the person he trusts most now—Flying Monkey to help me remember his itinerary for the next few days.

"Yes. Tomorrow and the next two days will be very heavy work."

"That's it..." Cang Yong muttered, "Then choose the day after tomorrow."

"Flying Monkey, the day after tomorrow, invite Ogata-kun to our residence."

"Yes!"

...

...

3 days later -

As dusk approached.

Hirose Clan, Ogata's home.

On the tatami in Ogata's small and dilapidated home, two people were sitting one behind the other.

One of these two people is naturally Ogata.

Ogata is now naked from the upper body.

And behind him, sat a bald man.

The bald man was carefully examining every wound on Ogata's body.

This person is the famous doctor who has been treating Ogata closely and meticulously for more than a month - Xuan'an.

While inspecting every wound on Ogata's body, Xuan'an nodded gently:

"Well, not bad. Every wound has recovered very well. It seems that Ogata-kun, you did follow my doctor's advice and didn't go to practice swords when you were injured."

"Obviously injured, but insisting on supporting the injured body to practice swords - this kind of thing can only be done by idiots." Ogata said in a joking tone, "Let's not talk about the low efficiency, and it is very likely that people who are not Very serious injuries turned serious."

"That's right." Xuan An, who had always been serious, twitched the corners of his mouth, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "I've seen too many people who are obviously injured, but refuse to heal their injuries obediently, and finally give them to you." Idiots who have done damage to their bodies that will never heal."

Speaking of this, Xuan'an just finished checking every wound on Ogata's body.

"Not bad. Every injury has healed well, and you don't need any more medicine now."

"Then can I practice sword now?" Ogata asked hastily.

"It's fine." Xuan An nodded, "Now you can do what you did before—you can dance however you want."

Hearing Xuan'an's words, Ogata couldn't help but let out a cheer.

The boring, boring life of recuperating from injuries is finally over—this makes it very difficult for Ogata to keep calm.

"Ogata-kun, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Xuan An who was packing his medicine box suddenly asked Ogata.

"From the moment I entered the room, I felt a smile on your face all the time. Could it be that something happened recently that made you happy?"

"Well. In a little while, our banquet at the Sakakibara Sword Hall will begin."

Ogata briefly told Xuan'an the ins and outs of the banquet that was about to begin.

"Oh! A feast to celebrate your recovery and your certificate of dispensation? That would be great."

"Speaking of which——Ogata-kun, the fact that you have received the Sakakibara Ichidou-ryu exemption certificate has spread in the past few days."

"Everyone is spreading rumors——Sakakibara Sword Academy has produced a talented swordsman who was only 20 years old and obtained a certificate of exemption from all pass."

"Genius swordsman or something, it's too exaggerated." Ogata smiled helplessly, "The reason why I can get the certificate of exempting everyone's transfer is only because the certificate of exempting everyone's transfer from our school is very easy to get."

Ogata's words are not modest.

He sincerely felt that their Sakakibara Issou-style certificate of dispensation was really easy to get.

As long as you can learn to use any means in battle and master any one of the four major sword skills in the school, you can get a certificate that is not allowed to be passed on.

Compared with other genres, the conditions for obtaining a certificate are not too easy.

So when he accepted the certificate, which was exempted from universal transmission, Ogata actually felt a kind of "morality does not match" in his heart.

Xuan'an finished packing his medicine box, got up and prepared to leave Ogata's house.

"Your injury is already healed, so I don't need to come to your door to give you medicine in the future."

"Yeah. Doctor Xuan'an, we'll meet later!" Ogata stood up and bowed respectfully to Xuan'an, "Thank you for taking care of me these days!"

"You're wrong, Ogata-kun." Xuan'an smiled slightly, "You should have said 'There will be no future'."

"'There will be no period later'-this is the best state between doctors and patients."

"So—I hope Ogata-kun, you will always be healthy and healthy in the future, and you don't need to see me again in the future."

"There will be no future, Ogata-kun."

After finishing speaking, Xuan'an picked up the medicine box and walked towards Ogata's door.

However——just as Xuan'an put on his straw sandals in the soil of the house and was about to leave, Ogata, who had a faint hesitation on his face from just now, finally mustered up the courage to ask Xuan'an asked aloud:

"Doctor Xuan An... before you leave... can you answer a question... I asked you many times before?"

"what is the problem?"

"...Doctor Xuan'an." Ogata looked directly at Xuan'an in front of him, "Master Cang Yong...why did he send you to treat me? Why is Master Cang Yong so kind to me?"