put on my white vest

Two years after the Great Edo Earthquake, known as "God's Punishment".

With the help of science and technology, the torn earth was replaced with stronger steel, the collapsed houses were replaced with beautiful high-rise buildings, public construction and infrastructure were gradually improved, and the homeless were also rescued.

The impression of the shogunate among the masses has gradually faded, and it has been replaced by specialized departments that are practical and hard-working. With the joint efforts of everyone, Edo is getting better and better.

At least Yoshida Matsuyo believed so firmly.

Although he is busy with affairs, the troubles he is facing now are much better than the years when he failed in the war against barbarians and was wanted by the shogunate ten years ago, so he could only hide in the mountains.

At least, he currently believes so firmly.

Yoshida Shoyo is in his early forties.

Living in Yoshiwara Dungeon near Kabukicho, unmarried.

Since he was a child, he was a well-known scholar in a radius of ten miles. He opened a private school when he was young, and was forced into exile for several years because of his political stance. Finally, he was transferred to a big businessman in Yoshiwara in middle age, and also a teacher of the people who taught the way of doing business.

He doesn't smoke, and drinks only lightly.Every day, I will help the government plan the reconstruction of the urban area after the earthquake, deal with the livelihood problems left over from two years ago, and spare time to do three 10-minute sword training.

Because of such a very healthy lifestyle, he looks like a young man who is still in good spirits when he is clearly in middle age, even if he stands with his disciples, he can't distinguish his seniority.

Well, although there are some disciples who are too salty fish and useless firewood, there are some reasons why they are already rushing to the Kangzhuang Avenue of diabetes in their 20s...

All in all, it is not surprising that a single diamond king like 'Yoshida Shoyo' has become a popular marriage candidate in Kabukicho and even in Edo.

Of course, this is also the source of one of his two major distresses these days.

In the afternoon, in the tavern of Mother-in-law Dengshi.

"No, Miss Catherine . . . I—"

"Why are you declining, Mr. Yoshida~ Is it because you are embarrassed because you were once a wanted criminal of the Barbarian Sect?"

Catherine, a cat-eared woman with decree lines comparable to the Mariana Trench, pursed her lips: "Come on, I won't mind! Let me steal your soul and property together with me!!"

Songyang: ...

Facing the lady who was blinking and emitting light waves of love, he didn't know where to turn his eyes in embarrassment, so he could only order a few more bottles of wine and look flatteringly at the owner, Granny Dengshi.

Deng Shi calculated today's turnover, and she coughed twice with a smile on her face, and sent Catherine to clean up with a rag.

The thief cat, whose business had been interrupted, walked away with a bad face, and the relieved gold medalist and diamond king Lao Wu was in the mood to start talking about business.He filled the glass with sake, pushed it in front of Grandma Toshi, and made an inviting gesture.

One of the Four Heavenly Kings, who had been ups and downs for half his life, accepted the glass of wine, sat down sideways, took a sip and said, "Night King of Yoshihara, is there something bothering you?"

"I'm an old woman, and I've been washing my hands for many years."

"Mother-in-law, you don't need to be like this. Your network in Kabukicho is unmatched by both Yoshihara and the shogunate. I would like to trouble you...to find some information."

"Folk legends of Nishiyama and Edo?"

Dengshi pointed to the Master Room upstairs with a pipe: "I know... But your disciples are just doing the work of catching cats and dogs. As a teacher, don't you want to help increase your performance?"

Songyang subconsciously clenched the wine cup, and quickly let go: "No, you don't need to tell them."

Intuition tells him that this incident is not only related to 'Yoshida Matsuyo', but the truth behind it...maybe not so pleasant.

"Forget it, those guys don't know what they're doing recently, and they often don't see anyone."

Deng Shi shrugged, and then complained: "Really, it's fine if you owe the rent and don't pay it, and you always pick up the trash in the house, and there are always men wearing briefs [beep——] coming out of it, and even And orangutans in clothes..."

Seeing that the grievances in and out of Granny Dengshi's words were about to overflow the screen, Ruju's eyes almost engraved the words "you, a teacher, don't pay back the student's money three times?" on his forehead......

The smirking Yoshida Shoyo could only slip away quickly, and strengthened the mentality of a strict teacher who was beaten by the society and asked Sakata Yinshi to suffer by himself.

On the way back, Songyang happened to receive a call from Guan Xufang, the deputy general manager of the caravan.

The other party gritted their teeth and said that Dana of the fast aid team, silver-haired natural curly, man/wife control black long straight, and purple shivering S who graduated from the second year of middle school were drinking in Yoshiwara.

She herself is stuffing sober medicine into Ahaha Jun fart [beep——]; Minister Takasugi of the ghost army took the opportunity to avenge his personal revenge and piled up documents in Minister Gui's briefcase; Your Excellency Sakata somehow provoked Yueyong and has become Queen Yoshiwara Shaking M under the skirt.

Master Yoshida can come back later, and he can't pollute his eyes.

Songyang: ...After listening to it, I feel that my ears have been polluted. In other words, is there something wrong with my education?

The current Night King, who trusted his subordinates so much, turned around and simply went to the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau, where he drove a small spaceship to the remote suburbs.

If the first trouble is that the urging of the neighbors to marry and blind date makes people overwhelmed, then the trouble of having to ask Mother-in-law Dengshi for information is the second.

Yoshida Matsuyo suspects—he has a problem with his mind.

He wasn't kidding, the idea had been on his mind ever since he flew over the unremarkable Western Hills in the shogunate's latest scenic helicopter in some sort of political stunt.

But...it might be Ghost Domain, Monster Mountain or something like that.

Legends of gods, gods and ghosts have been circulating in Edo for many years. Yinshi's ideal anchor is a well-trained onmyoji. Even the Dragon Palace Castle and Xianwang Township they experienced are gathering places of supernatural power.

In short, Yoshida Matsuyo once again firmly believed that there must be something wrong between his own brain and the mountain top.

The weird thoughts were suppressed temporarily, and the spaceship was parked in the grass. Songyang passed by a thriving village, and there happened to be an old man stroking his beard talking about the huge natural disaster two years ago.

"...I was still a 58-year-old child that year, and I saw thunder roaring through the sky! Looking down, it turned out to be a huge crack caused by the earth dragon turning over!"

"My lord, I have never seen such a big earthquake in half my life. I heard that even the Celestial Spaceship parked in mid-air was shaken down, and the glowing magma on the ground is clearly visible!!"

"And then!"

The little ghost with a snotty nose couldn't wait. At that time, he was still a babbling kid, but now he can run around in crotch pants.

"And then—"

He made a fool of himself, and finally said in the urgency of the snot-nosed brat blushing:

"Then on the top of the west mountain fell down the palace of the Lord God of the King of Heaven. He used the palace to suppress the rebellious earth dragon and restore peace to the world!"

The snot-nosed kid wrinkled his face, obviously he didn't expect that this uncle would be able to pass on the incomparably wonderful story to the dilapidated house on the top of the west mountain.

"It's that room again, the bedroom of the Lord of the Heavens! I don't think it's any different from those private schools in Edo!!"

The little ghost stuck out his tongue and ran away slightly.

The 60-year-old uncle who was also a baby blew his beard and stared: "What happened to the private school?! If it weren't for the grace of the old men in Edo City - a few years ago, a stinky brat like you couldn't even study in a private school!!"

He hummed twice and sat down sullenly.

Today's young people really don't know how to listen to the old people!He watched that small manor fall from the sky with his own eyes two years ago, and the earthquake stopped in the next second. Isn't this a miracle, what is it? !

That is to say, their village is too remote, and the west mountain is too rugged to reach the top, otherwise... as the ministers in the city said, it will become a famous scenic spot to develop tourism!

Songyang stood quietly aside.

In his cognition, he is a reformer who is full of peaches and plums, but has always been unsuccessful. The earthquake accelerated the process of government reform and gave him a chance to return to the political arena.

After listening to the story of the old man, he exchanged a can of tea for a warm greeting, and listened to the story of the great earthquake two years ago in the smiling eyes of the uncle.

Then he got up to say goodbye, and after asking the direction clearly, he walked towards the so-called "miracle" on the top of the west mountain.

It's a scene he just happened to see during the helicopter flight...and he can't forget it for a long time.

For a man in his forties, Yoshida Shoyo has a very good physique.

He climbed up the winding West Mountain three times and two times, and the dilapidated and warm wooden buildings came into view.

This is a popular decoration style more than ten years ago, with white walls and blue tiles, and lush greenery.

The lack of care of the wall is a little yellow, and immature handwriting can be faintly seen on the peeling plaster, as if someone has graffiti here.

On the tall bushes, faint scratches can still be seen on the part where the green leaves are hidden, which is the trace of the height compared with the small tree.

Yoshida Shoyo stood in the middle of the courtyard, and was hit by a thought in an instant——

"This one is a cherry blossom tree."

It's not the season of cherry blossoms, and he doesn't claim to be a brilliant botanist.

But Songyang is sure that the big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves on the pond in front of him will be full of pink and white branches next spring.

Yoshida Shoyo, and those who came from his school are very fond of cherry blossom trees.

Sakata Gintoki, Takasugi Shinsuke, Katsura Kotaro... the disciples can be said to be cherry blossom lovers per capita. In the early spring of this year, they had an unforgettable cherry blossom viewing meeting with laughter and laughter.

It's just that no one has ever proposed to plant some cherry trees in the increasingly prosperous "Matsushita Private School" in Edo City.

It wasn't until the reflection of this place in his pupils that he realized that he had been... thinking about this place.

The emerald green branches trembled slightly, the green buds quickly grew, deepened, and turned yellow, and the pink buds began to appear. It seemed that they couldn't wait to perform and bloom together.

Song Yang gently supported the tree trunk, stopping the tree's apparently supernatural behavior.

The chestnut-haired man's hands seemed to tremble a little. He seemed to be grabbing something, but he didn't think of anything after all.

So I could only ask dryly——

"Are you... waiting for someone?"

After soaking in the Kingdom of God for many years, the tree that has finally matured is like a little girl reunited with her own adults, shaking the branches frantically and nodding wildly.

The young tree demon scattered the leaves all over the ground, crying silently to express his grievances.

I still remember two years ago...she was basking in the sun one second, and was thrown on the top of a barren hill the next second. Who could resist this!

What scares the tree the most is that it was thought to be fostered by the owner during the cleaning, but it turned out that for two full years...not to mention coming back to pick up the tree, she didn't even feel the breath of that god again.

From anger to grievance, from incomprehension to sadness, at the moment when he bloomed alone in the mountains and forests last spring, the little tree demon understood.

That god... the fox who blooms every year without being absent, the fox who tickles himself and cuts the trunk, the fox who naps on the branch...

It seems that it is no longer in this world.

Where did he go?

Is he still alive?

Will he come back?

Did those humans forget him?

At that moment, she suddenly grew up.

The little tree demon swears that he will be a big tree from now on, and he must be a mature monster.

Seeing Yoshida Shoyo today, the suppressed sadness welled up in my heart again.

She couldn't wait to show one of the parents how beautiful cherry blossoms she could bloom now, and how much she wished...to see those people from back then.

The considerate adult stopped the wilting younger sister, so the mature tree could only drop its leaves to form characters.

"Yes."

"I'm waiting for someone."

Yoshida Matsuyo murmured: "He will come back, right?"

Miss Shu continued to pluck her own leaves, just like the god who plucked the fox under the corridor a few years ago with a sad face.

Her leaves clang—"He will."

The breeze blew up Yoshida Shoyo's long hair, the emerald green leaves, and the dust from Matsushita's private school, flying all the way to Edo.

The private school, which has carried countless times, had to be placed on the top of Xishan Mountain because of the disappearance of the Kingdom of God; the memories full of joy and emotion had to be hidden in the narrowness of thinking due to heavy reasons.

Songyang still couldn't remember the appearance of that person. He sat on the decaying wooden porch and looked up at the cherry blossom branches and the just sunlight. He couldn't see the emotion in his squinted eyes.

After a long time, the chestnut-haired man said hoarsely: "...That's good."

he will be back.

Yoshida Matsuyo added this line in capital letters to his 'belief list', and repeated it as if to cheer himself up.

"He...will be back."

The strong fragrance of cherry blossoms in the memory is rippling, the flowers bloom and wither, the sun rises and the moon sets, under the corridor filled with familiar but very strange, Yoshida Shoyo finally found the answer close to the answer.

month is the past month

spring is past spring

The light, the wind and the moon are still here today

only owe the world alone