God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Fujihime should actually be angry, when she heard that Oboro was going to attend the banquet in the afternoon.

In fact, after listening to it, she was unexpectedly calm. Even the little girl beside her was not as angry as before. She was just a little bit disappointed and disappointed, and tried her best to ask her if she would like to attend in the afternoon.

It can be seen that having a good appearance can solve many contradictions.

Thinking of that radiant smile, Fujihime slowly rummaged through the jewelry box for a while, even her favorite hairpins felt dull.

But there are more important things to do.

"Bring the incense pills in the shell box."

"Is my sister going?" the girl asked excitedly, and soon realized that she was lost, so she shut up and trotted to bring the box that Fujiji asked for, "I think those adults may prefer the light and soft fragrance ..."

My sister suddenly changed her favorite incense pills this year, and even spent a lot of money to buy a box of musk, because of this, she was ridiculed by some annoying people for being tacky. Yesterday, when the adults were mixing fragrances, they could tell that this was not their preference...

"It has nothing to do with them," Fujihime took the box and inspected it carefully before giving up. "It's heavier, and you should also smoke it together."

"elder sister……"

"Go quickly."

The girl walked away with her mouth pouted, and the rich and luxurious smell of musk rose, which quickly overwhelmed the original scent of white bamboo in the room.

"--Come in."

When the Fusangshen knocked on the door, Jingmo was asking Shikigami to straighten his collar, which can only be said to be the expected dress, which made Tsurumaru look at it twice before giving up.

To say something special, the colors of their clothes today are all different shades of purple.

"I thought you would dress up to be more eye-catching." Bai He tugged on his sleeves embroidered with weeping vine patterns, "This is also a very important occasion."

"Today's protagonists are you." The judge gently raised his hand and retracted his sleeves, and walked slowly towards the door. "You must complete the task well, and I will not help you."

"Isn't that task transferred to Hasebe by default?" Tsurumaru asked in shock.

"Before Smiley Mian and the others came back in the morning, I asked the proprietress to invite you to the banquet in the afternoon in your name." The judge looked at him lovingly, "I said you want to exchange music, and the other party seems to have something on the pipa." Highly accomplished."

"?" Tsurumaru looked at his master in disbelief, where did this stepfather come from?Don't you know that your child can only use the pipa to simulate the sound of hailstones?

"Changgubu can help you," Jingmo said with a sideways smile to the one with the papaya pattern embroidered on his chest, seeing that they were obediently wearing the clothes he sent, and their brows and eyes were slightly curved. "Don't show your timidity."

Just because the battle plan just now was a little unclear, Da Dao pursed his lips and nodded with guilt, a sharp murderous look appeared on his serious face, but it was quickly covered up.

The appraiser looked at them softly. He didn't intend to hear the conversation just now. He just expanded the scope of perception in preparation for the upcoming events here. However, although the content of the conversation has crossed the line in Shi Zheng's opinion But he was still in a good mood.

Although I can't say it clearly, I can't say it clearly, but I can actually feel the feeling of being "protected".

The inquisitor, who is always habitually taking care of everything, reflected on himself for a while, and felt that it is still necessary to give these interested children some room to play. Now that I have said to them, let’s change today’s plan slightly. As long as the medicine is right Lang apologized.

——It turns out that the phrase "don't show your cowardice" is not just for Hasebe and Tsurumaru.

Feeling the headache-inducing incense mixed around him, Xiaohumaru sat up straight and put his hand on his knees neatly, not sure if he was embarrassing his master.

But he can’t talk to the women as naturally as Candlestick Cut. They have already started discussing the matching of fabrics and patterns on Candlestick Cut’s clothes, and he hasn’t even learned the skill of changing the subject quietly. .

Smiling Qingjiang said something in a low voice, and the women beside him moved a short distance silently—now almost all surrounded him, and they were watching the joke with ease and joy.

And over there, it seems to be easy in another sense.

"Huh? It's so sweet."

Sanriyue smiled—ten degrees brighter and more beautiful than usual—thanks to the woman next to her, who responded blushingly and stared at her hands, not even daring to look back, she Almost all the people around had similar reactions, and it seemed that Sanriyue was very quiet.

...Why do you feel that this scene is a bit familiar?

The big fox, who didn't realize that his current state was similar to theirs, lowered his eyes and looked at the wine glass held up in front of him by a bare hand with difficulty, while there were more eyes staring at it covetously.

His intuition told him that if he really drank it, it would cause consequences that he never wanted to see.

Why not just sit far away without speaking or moving like yesterday?

"Aren't you going to save him?"

The drug seller looked far away, but his words were directed at the judge beside him,

"Ah, it's okay, he's cute even when he's cramped." The judge raised his hand slightly, and the girl next to him immediately stepped forward to fill it up for him, and then quietly returned to his original position with lowered eyebrows, "Because It's almost over."

The sound of the snare drum sounded, and the guest of honor at the banquet was about to appear.

The two husbands bumped into each other awkwardly in front of Yang's house.

A situation that would not happen once in several years happened so unexpectedly. In fact, it was nothing to say by others, but when two people who were faintly divided by Yoshihara but not clearly determined met together, whoever came first would be the second. It's not that simple of a decision anymore.

"Didn't I ask you to inform Hongye House to leave later!" The proprietress reprimanded the man who was running errands as she walked out, "How did you pass the message?"

"That's what I said, but it's said that she insisted on moving ahead." The man was also very dissatisfied, and just explained in a low voice, "Usually I acted like I would never show up for half the banquet. I am afraid that I will be impolite when I am sick, but I think I am very energetic."

"I want you to comment here!" The proprietress scolded, but she was worried in her heart that she came to find Fujiji on purpose to make her unhappy, so she couldn't help but speed up two points.

Fujihime, who saw the Red Leaf House logo from a distance, was shocked, and couldn't help pinching the sachet tightly with her hands hidden under her belt. She glared at the stick-wielding entourage on one side, and was a little angry. Why didn't she check it out in advance? On the two roads with Fujiya, there was no news at all along the way.

Mrs. Naihe's shoes determined the speed of the entire team. At this distance, it was no longer possible to avoid using excuses, unless she wanted to be the object of Jeon Yoshihara's ridicule.

The two teams soon met in front of the gate, and both sides stood still.

Hamosu used to be late to show her identity. If she hadn't met her, everyone would tacitly assume that she had committed another old problem, but now whoever goes in first seems to be bowing her head.

The eyes of the people around were fighting fiercely. Only Fujihime knew that there was a faint reluctance and...fear in her heart. She squeezed the things in her hands tightly and looked ahead expressionlessly.

With only a tinge of vermilion under the umbrella, he opened and closed his lips and said something, then raised the umbrella a bit higher, looked up to this side with a pale face, with obvious disgust in his eyes, and then the group of people on the opposite side There was a slight commotion, but they stood up immediately and walked into Yang's house surrounded by Oboro.

"Great!" The girl in front of her smiled triumphantly and stuck out her tongue, feeling that the anger she dared not blink just now had a big effect, "She must have entered first because she felt that she couldn't beat her sister! "

"Yeah, that's great." Fujiji sighed reassuringly, and the voice behind her was inaudible between her lips and teeth, "It's still useful..."

There is a room specially prepared for Tai Fu in the Yang House, for them to tidy up after walking all the way. Fujihime was surprised to find that Oboro just stopped in it for a while, and then hurriedly went to Matsuma who was holding the banquet. up.

...It's not like her usual style.

Even if the other party does have amazing beauty... um...

Fujiki was stuck in the smile of memories for a while, and then suddenly woke up, thinking that she could still hold it well.

I am the one who is worthy of being a husband!

"Sister, shall we go there too?" The girl asked her softly, with anticipation that could not be hidden in her eyes.

Fujihime slowly shifted his gaze to the timepiece aside, and then was horrified to find that half a quarter of the time had passed unconsciously.

Avoiding thinking about why the time disappeared unknowingly, she quickly got up and tidied up her appearance, handed the girl her hand, and walked towards the banquet venue.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Oboro's appearance attracted the attention of all. Whether it was the wandering girls from the Fujiya or the Hongyeya, they all stared at her with embarrassment, jealousy and disapproval, but they all sat upright, the quilt in front of Xiaohumaru He was also put back on the table, which made him greatly relieved.

However, all of this had no effect on her. Oboro went straight to the seat near Hasebe and sat down, staring straight at the purple dress, as if everything else was out of sight.

Of course, this also includes the judge who wears the same color clothes as Hasebe. He looked at the woman in front of him, especially paying attention to the hem of the blue water ripples, and then looked at Da Dao with some concern.

Hasebe was not as cramped as he thought, or in other words, not cramped at all, and looked at the other party with his eyes burning like a flame.

That is definitely not the look of meeting the eyes of the object of love. On the contrary, it is a common look on the battlefield, excited and full of evaluation.

Even though he only looked at it from an oblique direction, Jing Mo could feel the eagerness to try it. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help laughing. Did he put the opponent in the position of the enemy?But that's okay, it's better than the upset when I first found out about it.

——It is necessary to ascertain the key points of historical changes from the other party before we can determine what to do.

After observing the other party for a while, Hasebe fell into his own thoughts—I don’t know how much history revisionists participated in it, and the next action should be carried out more covertly. Yoshihara has always been a place to collect information for the shogunate , There are countless high-ranking officials and nobles coming in and out...Huh?

Sensing that his master was looking at him, Hasebe immediately turned his head, and his eyes changed from sharp to soft and full of trust - although Jing Mo had already withdrawn his gaze at this time.

As a matter of course, her eyes followed him to the God-inspector. Although her expression remained unchanged, her cheeks were still stiff for a moment, and when she met the indifferent eyes of the God-inspector, she quickly returned as if being burned by fire. Eyes lowered.

The drug dealer took in all of this scene of eye-turning and turning. He silently clenched the demon-repelling sword in his sleeve, and his lips moved slightly to communicate with his close partner.

The lively musical instruments sounded again, the Tai Fu sat on the table like a delicate doll, there was no sign of a living person except his eyes, he just stared at Hasebe dimly.

The god judge turned sideways and asked the medicine seller next to him: "How many items of Yaolang's appearance and truth have he obtained?"

"You can't get it just by sitting blindly," Yaolang replied, "but you and I seem to have won the bet."

"It's still too early to draw conclusions," the judge smiled, "but it's okay to place the bet on you for the time being."

"'Love is like fire, galloping all the way, burning everything on the road'." The drug seller recited a line in the voice of shamisen, and the lingering voice paused before saying, "She has a lot of hostility towards you. .”

"I'm probably like her helpless bell," the interrogator replied mildly, "but this time she can no longer influence the people inside the bell."

"Maybe I just want to get rid of the stone that gets in the way first." Yao Lang's eyes moved slightly, "If the misfortune comes true, I will take this bet as my own."

"Then Yaolang still thinks I still have a chance of winning," Jing Mo drank his toast after toasting, "I just have an unfeeling request, and I still want to find the whereabouts of an old friend from her, so I might as well let this gamble How many days will the appointment be postponed?"

Yao Lang looked up at him quietly for a while, then nodded.

After completing the riddle and achieving his goal, the judge slightly curled his mouth, and turned to the seat again. Fujihime also took the seat at this time. The strong fragrance on her body made the sensitive big fox sneezed, and Oboroya turned his body in disgust. , seems unbearable.

However, Fujihime didn't seem to have seen all this, but her cheeks were slightly red when she heard the sneeze, but it disappeared soon.

Her entrance was like a signal, and the originally quiet banquet suddenly became lively. The luthiers changed to a more cheerful repertoire, and performed juggling, ventriloquism, and burlesque one by one, as if trying to neutralize the two. The weird atmosphere brought by Taifu is average.

Tsurumaru dipped his fingertips into the bad wine in the glass - he no longer looked down on this kind of wine, and then flicked Hasebe's face lightly and quickly.

Feeling the wetness of Da Dao on his cheeks, he turned his head sideways, saw Bai He winking at him for a while, then stood up and walked to Jing Mo, knowing that the other party wanted to start a plan, Hasebe followed with a dissatisfied expression, pointing back and forth I rubbed it and wrote down the place where the wine was stained.

"Master, please allow me to ask this Oboro-kun about the skill of the pipa in private," Tsurumaru said with a serious look, "Just in the next room."

The author has something to say: Ah... so late...

Then you can guess what the God Judge and Yao Lang bet on, and what kind of bet they made~

I roughly checked the information, and the moment of the indeterminate law of the Edo period in Japan can be roughly equivalent to one hour and two hours, and half a quarter is an hour.

Fujihime: I was in a daze for an hour?Shocked.jpg

感谢在2021-01-2717:26:19~2021-01-2923:34:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Swastika Zhan Xiye;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: there are 20 bottles of laughter;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!