Two-dimensional Wanderer

The last Mibu Wolf had a smile on his lips involuntarily.

……

Sojiro Seta carried a bucket with flowers in it, walking down the path in the forest.

In the past ten years, he has grown from a thin and frail young boy to a handsome and tall guy.

He has a faint smile on his face, a long sword is pinned to his waist, and sixteen petals are engraved on the hilt, which is extremely beautiful.

Although he is only 16 years old, he has already inherited the name of Heavenly Sword and has become a well-known swordsmanship genius.

But in the past few years, he has rarely used swords, and instead indulged in firearms.

Many people say that he has abandoned Kendo and should be abandoned by Kendo.

Some people feel pity for him, and some people feel ashamed of him. Gradually, genius has become an existence that everyone despises.

But he remained the same as before, without any change.

He rarely took a sword out before, but he brought it today because he was coming to see someone.

His master, Chief Okita.

Today is her birthday.

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Chapter 77 Tribute

Sojiro Seta was walking leisurely on the forest path, but suddenly turned his head.

A figure rushed out from that direction and attacked him with a sharp blade in hand.

Different from the Japanese sword, the other side's sword, the hilt is the style of the Qing Dynasty, and it is also decorated with red sword spikes.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his waist, but quickly stopped.

But the other party will not stop.

The sharp blade hit him on the shoulder mercilessly, and the pain made him half-kneel.

Fortunately, the opponent was not using the blade, but the ridge, which caused some bruises.

"嘁." The visitor said unhappily: "Seta, you are really getting worse and worse, are you unable to guard against such an ordinary attack?"

The person who spoke was dressed in a long robe, and the most eye-catching thing was the round-framed sunglasses on his face.

In this day and age, this thing is quite a rare thing.

Who is coming, needless to say.

"A Yuan, you came back from the Qing Kingdom?!"

Although he was beaten, Sojiro's face was full of joy at the return of his friend.

Xue Daiyuan put the long sword back into its sheath, and said with a cold snort, "Yes, as soon as I came back, I heard that the famous 'Tianjian' gave up swordsmanship and turned to the evil way of studying firearms. At first I didn't believe it, thought it was one of them There is something hidden, but after the test just now, I found out that what they said was right. You are useless now!"

Sojiro rubbed his head awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Xue Daiyuan looked even more angry: "You are like this, how can you let me rest assured to give Xiaoxun to you! Believe it or not, I will let my sister marry her when I go back!"

Sojiro grinned and said, "No, if it wasn't for Xiao Xun's willingness, no one could force her, not even Sister Ba."

"This damn smiley face is really annoying!" Yukiyo Yuki's teeth were itchy: "I really don't know where Xiaoxun is interested in you!"

"Hey Hey!"

The answer was just a smirk.

Damn, how can you lose to such a guy?

Yukino was also speechless for a while.

I ran to the Qing Kingdom like a prodigal dog, what the hell was going on?

"Alas!" He shook his head and sighed, then extended his hand to Soujiro, who was still half-kneeling on the ground.

"Today is your master's death day. I happen to be free now, and I can help you clear the weeds around the tomb."

Sojiro's smile was as bright as the sun.

"Thank you, Ayuan!"

The two hands were tightly clasped together.

On the path in the forest, the two walked side by side.

"Qing Kingdom, what is it like?" Sojiro asked curiously.

Xue Daiyuan tilted his head and said nonchalantly, "There is nothing special about the place, the place is very big and there are many people, but there are more disputes and battles with it, gangs and the court, rivers and lakes and knights, scrambled to and fro. A day in peace... just like Japan many years ago."

"Really? They also have a shogunate-like organization?"

"No, but the Son of Heaven has also been put on hold." Xue Daiyuan's mouth showed a bit of sarcasm: "Now it is a woman who is in power, the concubine of the previous generation of emperors. It's ridiculous."

"Is that so." Sojiro's face showed a bit of worry: "The people there probably live very hard, right?"

"Hardship is hardship, but they know how to make fun of it. I'm not saying, they should be the easiest people I've ever met. They can be happy for days just by picking up some grains of rice spilled when the landlord collects the rent. ."

Sojiro couldn't be happy, because he came from a farming family and knew what kind of despair it contained.

"But don't worry. Among them, there are also many people with outstanding knowledge who are working hard. I believe that one day they will live a good life like us."

Seta Sojiro nodded, and after crossing the woods, a small tomb appeared in front of the two of them.

The bluestone tombstone is engraved with red inscriptions.

"The captain of the first team of the Xinxuan group, the tomb of the chief secretary of Tianjian Chongtian."

"I'm here to see you, Master!"

Sojiro called softly, then stepped forward, but was surprised to find that "tributes" were placed in front of the tombstone.

A notched china bowl holds wine, next to a huge leaf on which are placed some balls and pastries.

Simple can be said to be arbitrary.

"Hey, is this a civet cat here to repay her kindness? Why don't you be more serious about worshiping?" Yukiyo Yuan shouted angrily to the surroundings.

But no one responded, probably the person who presented the tribute had already left.

But Sojiro stopped the other party: "It doesn't matter, this person... will come every year, although things are generally unruly, but I think she must be very happy, master."

"Ah?" Xue Daiyuan was puzzled: "Just rely on these messy things."

Sojiro nodded, put the flower in front of the tombstone, and said with a smile: "The thing is not important, the important thing...is the person who gave it."

They are both the strongest in the world, but now they are separated by yin and yang.But even so, the thoughts did not become weak, but became more and more pure.

I'm here just to talk to you.

The turbid wine made at the foot of the mountain, and the balls bought on the roadside, if you don’t dislike it, let’s eat it together.

Of course, not disgusting.

Also, thank you for coming to see me.

cheers.

cheers.

The long-haired figure leaned against a big tree in the forest and opened his eyes.

"Really good wine."

She wiped the corners of her mouth, smiled, and continued on her way.

……

In the conference room of the new government, there were more than a dozen people sitting. All of them were of high authority. In the past, they were all princes who could separate one side.

But now, they are all under the new government.

Although some people proposed to name the new government in the name of Emperor Meiji, Sozo Sagaku refused without hesitation.

This was the first time he had been so stubborn.

At his insistence, the name of the new government was settled.

British government.

But what exactly is Yingluo, it seems to be a personal name, and many people have begun to investigate secretly in private.

"So, if Japan wants to be strong, it must learn from the West. Please see, in terms of geographical environment, we are very similar to the United Kingdom. We are both island countries with scarce resources and a small area, so we can only popularize education and industrialization, and carry out land tax. The only way out is to reform and promote industrial production." A man with a mustache said loudly, his face flushed with excitement.

His name is Okubo Toshinori. He went to Europe and the United States under the arrangement of the Yingluo government to conduct inspections. He admired German Prime Minister Bismarck's iron and bloody skills. After returning, he called himself "Oriental Bismarck" and began to advocate the road of Westernizing the country.

"Is it the United Kingdom?" Sagara Sozo, who was sitting on the main seat, said: "But as far as I know, the foundation of Britain's strength lies in many overseas colonies, and only by the bloody rule of those places can the sun never set in exchange for the long-term empire. A shining light. But... what about Japan?"

"Just like to colonize!" Okubo Toshinori said excitedly: "As long as Japan is strong, you can follow the example of Britain to colonize. Korea, Ryukyu, and even the Qing Kingdom will all be Japan's strong food!"

"Crack!" A man patted the table and stood up.

With red hair and a cross scar, he is another descendant of Feitian Yujianliu.

Hiimura Kenshin!

He is not wearing a samurai uniform now, but a military uniform.

After all, he is now Japan's Minister of War.

"Sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable, I'll retire first!" He said, glaring at Toshinori Okubo, and then slammed out the door without any scruples.

"Really, what a rude person." Okubo Litong swallowed and stammered.

Even though Kenshin has not killed anyone since the establishment of the new government, the horror of drawing a sword is still not something a "literate" like Okubo Toshitsu can resist.

"Then, then, what's your opinion? Your Excellency Prime Minister Sagara."

Mr. Xianggaku smiled: "My opinion is the same as Hiicura's."

Okubo Toshinori's face turned red, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to argue, but Sagara Sozo sank his face.

The majesty of a head of state should not be offended.

Okubo Toshinori couldn't speak.

Those present did not dare to speak.