Two-dimensional Wanderer

He thought of the blind girl selling flowers on the street corner. Although she couldn't see, she smiled brighter than anyone else.He likes that smile, so he goes to buy some flowers every day, even if he turns the corner and throws them away, but he still goes every day.

Not for the flowers, but to take a look at that incomparably beautiful smile, the one he once had but lost.

After the fire in Kyoto, the blind girl did not appear again.He stood there for a long time, knowing that he could no longer wait for the person to wait.

With a hand on his shoulder, he turned his head. It was Kondo.

"Chief, your injury..."

"Ah, I can't die yet!" Kondo Isamu patted him on the shoulder and said, "You have done a good job, but failure is failure. If you are still entangled, it will be too ugly!"

"But how should the Aizu Domain explain it?"

"It's enough to report it as it is." Kondo looked at the crowded crowd, and said with great emotion: "Have you not found it yet? This is no longer a battle that the Shinsengumi can intervene in. Just like the black ships in Edo Bay, Western Ocean People use artillery to change the times, and she uses the people to change the times."

Suishan Hijikata showed a bit of surprise on his face: "The artillery and the common people are not on the same level at all!"

"Maybe!" Kondo Yu did not refute, but continued: "Let's watch, time will tell us the answer, and see who the times chose!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down against the corner of the wall in relief, and showed a rare smile: "I personally hope it is the latter, after all, I am a swordsman, I prefer beautiful swords to unpleasant guns. "

Beautiful... sword?

Hijikata was in a trance for a while.

"Wolf Mibu, also needs someone to save!" Kondo Isamu said, and shouted at Saito who was drifting away: "Saito, if you can't die, go back to the Shinsengumi as soon as you're done. , In such an eventful time, it is the time to employ people, you are an indispensable wolf!"

Saito showed a hint of gratitude on his face, and bowed slightly in the distance, but did not promise anything.

But no one doubted that he would definitely come back.

This is the tacit understanding of the wolf pack.

Although Kondo is not as strategic as Hijikata Toshisan, and his swordsmanship is not as good as Okita Souji, but his personality charm is unmatched.

So he is the chief.

Everyone has a place.

Yingluo is now a well-deserved leader.

She leads tens of thousands of people and can even subvert the shogunate at once.

But she has to do more than that.

A shogunate can be overthrown, but a new shogunate will be established.

What is needed now is not a fire that burns everything, but a fire full of hope.

She wants to show the people the pace of the times!

"Echigo Fukuhara planned the fire in Kyoto, causing countless people to be killed. Should he be killed?" Yingluo stood in front of the gate of the Imperial Palace, ignoring the panicked expressions of the guards, but asked righteously.

The emotions of the people reached the highest point with her question, like lava gushing out, a deafening roar: "Should be killed!"

"Echigo Fukuhara planned a fire in Kyoto to burn down the streets, should he be killed?"

"Should kill!"

"Echigo Fukuhara planned the Kyoto fire and created all kinds of tragedies, should he kill it?"

"Should kill!"

"Okay, I understand!" After three calls, the crowd's anger grew even higher, and Yingluo changed the object of questioning.She shouted to the palace: "The sinner Echigo Fukuhara is in front of you, please order the emperor to kill the traitor!"

The guards looked at each other in dismay. They knew that although the woman in front of her shouted loudly, she could not enter the palace at all, let alone let His Majesty hear it.

They were about to laugh a few times, but a thunderous roar suddenly sounded, scaring them to the point of falling.

Tens of thousands of people followed Yingluo and roared:

"Please order the emperor to kill the traitor!"

"Please order the emperor to kill the traitor!"

"Please order the emperor to kill the traitor!"

Once is not enough, even shouting three times in a row.

The sound became louder and stronger every time, and the strength became stronger every time. Even the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace were shaken off a lot, falling to the ground and shattering.

Just like the heart and liver of the emperor at the moment.

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Chapter 47 People are fundamental

The so-called emperor, in fact, has long been overridden by the shogunate.

He was conspiring with the reformists to overthrow the shogunate, but that was just to gain more rights, whatever era, whatever country, as long as he could enjoy himself, everything would be fine.

But now, he needs to make a decision.

If Echigo Fukuhara was ordered to be killed, his relationship with the reformists might break down, and who would help him overthrow the shogunate?

But if he refuses to order, maybe today will be his last day as emperor!

He was forced to a dead end by a group of unscrupulous people, he smiled wryly, and finally gave the order.

In fact, you don't have to think about it at all, isn't there an answer already?

Focus on the present rather than the future.

In this way, the emperor who is high above the sky is actually not much farther than the vision of the rural peasant woman.

One of the servants came out tremblingly and stammered: "Your Majesty has a purpose, Echigo Fukuhara is a heinous crime, kill!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!!"

The people burst into cheers, almost breaking through the sky.Their joy is indescribable, and countless people cry and laugh.Crying is that the dead can finally get their revenge, and laughing is finally seeing a glimmer of hope in the dark.

This is a new road, and history will record today, writing a new vocabulary:

The will of the people cannot be violated!

All of this is due to the gift of one person.

All eyes were once again on Ying Luo.

She held Saitoichi's knife, but still said, "Bring a knife."

Although it was strange, people still quickly found a knife, which was held in both hands by Seta Sojiro, and handed it to Yingluo.

She took it and threw it to Echigo Fukuhara, who had been standing like a statue in shock for a long time: "I'm not like you, I have to take away the right of others to resist. Pick up the knife and kill me or be killed by me. , you have a choice!"

Echigo Fukuhara was shaking like chaff. Of course he knew that he was not Yingluo's opponent, but he didn't want to die. He really didn't want to die. There are still many blessings to enjoy, how can you die here!

He tried his best to draw the sword, but his hands and feet seemed to be shaking uncontrollably. With all his strength, he couldn't even draw the sword.

Yingluo sneered and said to the people behind him, "See, this is a big man who is high above the ground. He looks fierce, but he is actually as timid as a mouse. He was so scared that he even pulled out his sword. What's so scary about such a person?"

"That's right, I don't know, it turns out that these lords are so useless."

"I thought they were born stronger than us, stronger than us."

"Bah, look at the way he looks now, he's not as good as me as a pig-killer."

"Look at his crotch, he's scared to pee!"

"Haha, these lords are no different from us!"

The seeds have been planted, and the rest is the watering of time. One day, no one will bend their spines again.

Echigo Fukuhara was really scared to pee, but he doesn't care about it at all now, he desires life more than dignity!

"I'm for this country... to make the country stronger." He had completely given up his resistance, but was clamoring like crazy: "Even if there is sacrifice, it's only a temporary pain, as long as you endure it, A new era will surely usher in! I am right, I am right, you are just a bunch of short-sighted people, all lowly commoners, who is qualified to judge me right or wrong?!"

"Damn guy, I don't know how to repent at this time!"

The people were also filled with righteous indignation, and a few young people even raised their sleeves and were about to step forward, but Yingluo raised his hand and stopped him.

She looked at the crazy Echigo Fukuhara and said, "We are not qualified to judge your right or wrong, or in other words, only time can test everything, and maybe in the history books a few years later, there will be an objective and fair view of your actions. evaluation of."

Hearing Yingluo's tone loosened, Fukuhara was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "That's it, that's it! I shouldn't have died, I didn't do anything wrong at all!"

"Big man, you're thinking too much!" Yingluo laughed lightly at first, but he quickly sank and said sharply, "We don't care if you're right or wrong at all, all we want to do is kill you to vent your hatred!"

To solve the hatred in your heart, draw your sword and cut the enemy!

It's that simple.

Even if Echigo Fukuhara was right, and even if it was Yingluo who was hindering the progress of history, so what?

History will not be changed by one person, and similarly, Yingluo will not be influenced by the will of others.

One or two discerning leaders are not necessary. Only among the most basic people, if the number of people seeking change increases to a certain extent, can the era be changed.

Because, it is not so much the change of the times, it should be said that it is the change of people.

Thought, will, soul, all are indispensable!

But leaders are not necessary.

It's just to speed up the process of change.

Talent is the foundation of everything. If you forget these, everything is a castle in the air. The higher you climb, the more painful it will be to fall!

For example, Echigo Fukuhara, he forgot this and did unforgivable things.

Therefore, he must die today!

The murderous aura gushed out, but not all of them came from Yingluo. There were tens of thousands of people in Kyoto, and everyone wanted to kill him and then hurry up!

Those who cut themselves off from the people will die at the hands of the people!

Echigo Fukuhara's face changed greatly, and just as he was about to speak, a white light flashed before the meeting, Ying Luo raised his knife and fell, the sharp blade made a cut in his throat, and blood was gushing outwards.

He clutched the wound tightly with both hands, but blood was still seeping from his fingers.He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. Compared with the wound on his neck, his chest was on fire, and the pain was unbearable.

"I cut your trachea, and the blood will flow into your lungs." Yinluo explained: "You will not die immediately, the blood will fill your lungs little by little, and your breathing will become more and more difficult. , like suffocation. This process lasts about a few minutes, during which time you will experience a severe burning sensation."

Why, why do you do this to me, why don't you give me a treat?

"Woooo..." The words he wanted to say turned into a moan of unknown meaning, and now he doesn't need to make any other sound except howling.

But Yingluo seemed to understand, she said in a low voice: "The people who were burned to death by the fire also died under such pain and despair. So feel it well, you deserve it all!"

It's retribution!