Shimazaki and Tuoka looked at Okita with some concern and found that Okita was just sitting quietly.
...More worried.
But now, there are other things they need to deal with.
The people sitting in this temple are all the best among the swordsmen, and they are also the patriots who come here from all directions.
Natural mind flow, Shimazaki Aoshi, Toshiba Sumizu, Okita Main Office, and Inoue Genzaburo.
Invisible flow, Saito I.
A sword flows in Beichen, Shannan is helpful.
Shinto is thoughtless, and Shin-ei Nagakura.
Among these people, the three strongest ones are Okina, Nagakura Shinhachi and Saito Ichi.
However, the oldest and most intelligent are Shimazaki Yuki and Toshiba Yoshizo.
Nagakura Shinhachi and Yamanan Keisuke met very early, and Yamanan Keisuke was also a frequent contact with people from the Natural Mind and Soul Museum after they parted.
Those who sit here are basically gathered for the purpose of Sumakura.
"We have to find a way. The shogunate is in danger now, and stabilizing the situation is the key." Shimazaki Yu said with a serious expression.
"But the class characterization... except Okita, we are all from a very small family, and even the middle-level members of the shogunate could not get in touch with it." Yamanan Keisuke was a little distressed.
Miss Okita, who was raised, did not speak, but just lowered her eyes with a cold face and didn't know what she was thinking.
"I know some people... But those two were framed by the Anmatsu Prison opened by Naosuke Ii a few years ago and were imprisoned. Their identities are a bit sensitive." Nagakura Shinhata is a calm-looking young man, which shows a very sharp contrast with the casual Saito Ichi.
"It seems that the status of being involved in An Zheng Prison should not be a problem." Shimazaki Yuuang pondered.
"My brother can also contact me." Okita said this suddenly.
"Brother... refers to the head of the Okina family, Okina Lintaro?" Toshiba Suizumi frowned.
He had heard of this contemporary head of the Okina family.
The adopted son of the former Shirakawa vassal, married the eldest daughter of the vassal. It seemed that he had a conflict with Okita General, but later he reconciled.
He is a pretty good head of family, but his strength is average.
Status is indeed sufficient, but strength is indeed a big problem.
In the plan formulated by Tuoka and Shimazaki, a team or something must be established first, and the samurai in the team is not weak. In this way, it can attract the attention of the shogunate.
Thinking of this, it is also a good choice to absorb Okita Harintaro.
"Then, please give me Okita." Shimazaki Yukyu bowed slightly.
Okita Soichi didn't say anything anymore, just nodded.
Okita Rintaro is currently in the Shimochi. Okita occasionally contacts Okita Rintaro, and it is still easy to find Okita Rintaro.
"We still have to wait for an opportunity now." Shimazaki Yu clenched his fists, "Ii Naosuke died, and the world is about to be in chaos. And now the slogan of the fall of the curtain is gradually arose, so we samurai who can stand on the shogunate side are even more valuable."
"So, for this country, everyone... bear it again."
Everyone in the dojo nodded.
......
Zuomura came to Kyoto.
He wrapped the scabbards of the crane and pheasant feathers with cloth, only exposing the hilt of the knife, and did not want to expose his identity.
His destination is very clear, that is, Dr. Luslan, who has been in Kyoto, who has been very stable.
Without being too obstructed, Zuocun returned to this familiar place.
After knocking on the clinic door, Zuocun didn't say much and walked in directly.
Lu Silan, who was lowering her head and writing something, raised her head and looked at this familiar face, and was surprised: "Zuocun? Why are you here?"
Zuocun smiled reluctantly: "Come and see you."
"Sit down first." Luslan picked up the cup and went to the cabinet.
Take out the milk bottle from the cabinet, pour a glass of milk, and hand it to Zuocun.
"How are you doing recently?" Luslan returned to his seat and brought his eyes back. "Japan has been in chaos recently. As a samurai, you must have been involved."
Zuocun nodded and shook his head again.
"I wasn't caught in, I was the one who became a vortex." Zuocun said bluntly.
Lu Silan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "I understand."
"......Luslan, my firend." Zuomura took a sip of milk and looked at Luslan with a blank expression. "Kyoto may be unsafe in the future, so... if possible, go back to your country."
"...thank you." Luslan looked at Zuocun for several seconds, then smiled.
"You haven't changed, Lord Annuo."
Zuocun was a little stunned: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Luslan laughed twice, "Haha, maybe you heard it wrong."
"Don't leave tonight, have some food here, and I'll check if your English level has declined."
Zuocun tilted his head in confusion.
Luslan smiled and shook his head: "I'll talk about my return home later."
"...You just need to think clearly about it yourself." Zuocun didn't persuade him much.
He doesn't want to see the breaking of feelings.
But warriors all have their own persistence, which is dignity, a dignity that cannot be trampled on.
But Luslan is different. He is just an ordinary foreigner and has no power to tie a chicken. That's why Zuocun advised Luslan to return home quickly and not be trapped in the quagmire of Japan.
But now it seems that Luslan has his own ideas.
Zuocun rubbed his head.
Recently, it may be because of too much mental stress that I have actually developed auditory hallucinations.
Sighing, drinking the milk from the cup, Zuocun licked his lips.
When I return to Tosa, I will take a few days off, which can be considered as preparing for the arrival of troubled times.
......
midnight.
Zuocun drank a lot of wine and had already fallen asleep.
Luslan seemed to have sensed something, put on her clothes and walked out of the room.
It seemed like he was going to the bathroom, but when he passed by a shadow in the corridor, Lu Silan's seemingly thin body suddenly grabbed the shadow like thunder.
"Uh--!" A black shadow was pulled out of the shadow.
Luslan pinched the ninja's neck without expression.
"Mr. Annuo has clearly covered his sword, but have you recognized it? The shogunate miscellaneous things."
The fingers are symmetrical and slender, but with irresistible huge force.
The ninja couldn't make a sound, and could only keep struggling in Luslan's hands.
"I don't want to know what your purpose is... I probably want to recruit something again."
"You are not an inevitable element of history."
"so......"
Luslan looked at the ninja ruthlessly, and a scarlet light flashed in his eyes.
"Please don't, I'll cause trouble for Lord Annuo."
Puchi-
Chapter completed!