Edo Traveler

　　 While the great monks were still outside the bridge, Chuemon and Heizo ran forward quickly. As a result, more than two of them, a dozen people hurried out in the dark, obviously they were all waiting for this time.

　　 None of the guards and escorting officials prevented them, and even deliberately stepped aside slightly, so that the people like Chugoemon could get close to these great monks.

　　 If you can know that tonight the temple is going to send out anti-pornography news, it has something to do with the public. Those who work in the shogunate or inherit the family name will naturally have a salary. Those who do not have a salary in the family, or who have not yet taken the name of the father-in-law, are definitely not rich in life. There is a chance to find two small dollars, so there is no need to stop too much. Anyway, it's not that they pay the money, so why not do it.

　　 It’s not surprising that a group of great monks, who don’t have a few poor relatives, have enough food and drink, and made almost two thousand taels. Those onlookers who buy soy sauce don’t have to pay a small amount of money.

　　 You don't even need Chuemon and Heping Santo open his mouth, folded his hands and stretched it forward, and the monks who were anxious to leave began to pay. Not much is given. They are usually one-cent or two-cent gold coins, a small one, which is also very light, but the accumulation of small coins makes a lot of money, and there are more than twenty monks, which can also get a lot.

　　 Looking at the clean, big bald heads, Chuemon looked at Heizo's head next to him again. Now the moon is about to set, naturally it can't reflect the moonlight anymore. But this small inch suddenly reminded Tademon of a poem that was not very famous.

　　 "Gou..."

　　 呸 呸 呸, it is a string.

　　 "The winter melon boat is out of season and suddenly visits Nihonbashi. I have to ask how many boats there are, forty and eight (monks) in total."

　　Tadaemon chanted this poem that could only be used as a limerick in the next door. After all, this thing is so easy to understand, there is no need to memorize it, and it can be remembered by reading it twice.

　　 There is a reason for this poem. It was probably in the middle of Edo period. There was once a temple and shrine practised anti-pornography and gave everyone holiday benefits. That time the results were more brilliant than this time, and a total of forty-eight flower monks were arrested. A haiku who passed by and saw it immediately vowed a poem, and the Edo that was passed on was a household name, spreading the "famous names" of the forty-eight monks.

　　 How about the pen of the gesture element is a knife that kills people without seeing blood, the spread of this poem is more lethal than the one seen by dozens of hundreds of people.

　　 Now that I thought about it, Chuyouemon also subconsciously chanted, the voice was not loud or small, just so that the monks around him could hear clearly. The face of the monk who had just called the disciple changed drastically, and the monks who came to redeem him did the same. They looked at the Chuyoumon who was chanting poems, and couldn't help looking at them.

　　 Tademon’s hair has not fully grown, so naturally he can’t get a haircut and braided it. It doesn’t even reach the length of the rope tied up, so it’s just scattered naturally.

　　A few monks took a look, good fellow, it turns out that they are also Buddhists. Which monk came to dig and demolish their walls? Could it be that they were also expelled from the flower ring? Otherwise, how could they chant poetry like this!

　　 "Give it to him, give it to him, give it to him!" The monk felt annoyed and waved his hand again and again.

　　 Looking at it this way, the Chuemon in front of him is definitely a "traitor" who knows the details of everyone. This is much more lethal than ordinary people who are illiterate or have little knowledge. If this is to make up another limerick and laugh at them, their reputation will be stinky.

　　 I spent a few hundred taels, and that's not bad. Naturally, I bought people until I shut up. A few things with money, things that can be solved with money, will not be a problem at this time.

　　 "Touch, there is more..." The monk who came to redeem said in a low voice. 【Note 1】

　　 "Give it to him, it's really bad luck!" It's almost dawn, and if there is time to argue about something here, it's serious to run away.

　　 Inexplicably, there was an extra purse in Tademon's hand, and he felt that the weight was still a little heavy. Before Chuemon could fully react, Heizo spoke suddenly.

　　 "Masters..."

　　 I didn’t understand why I said a few words about forty-eight ships at the time of March 1st, so that the monk in front of me could throw the money bag here all at once. But his mind turned faster than Chungemon, realizing that this might be an opportunity.

Other monks also heard the poems written by Tadashiemon Yin. If they give one or two points to someone, they will dismiss it. Now they meet someone who is educated and may have been a monk before, but that’s not the case. It's cheaper. With a sigh of disappointment in his heart, he also handed over the little money left to Chuemon Heizo.

　　 "I just chanted a song..."

　　 Before the words were finished, a group of monks walked away, leaving only Tadaoemon who was holding more than a dozen purses in his hand, and the same was true for Heizo's hands.

　　 It turns out that culture can really do it!

　　 People who were also asking for money around, some turned around and stuffed dozens of one-two-cent gold coins into their arms and ran away, while others looked here. UU reading www. uukanshu.com didn't know what to do, ran to a horse-riding Yuli, and yelled cordially.

"elder brother!"

　　 was over, and the few people who were still staying where they were looking at Heizo and Chuemon also turned and left, and the horse warrior whose brother Heizo was called would naturally be his father's eldest brother in a few days.

　　 "Just hold it for you, that's the Chuemon you said? It's a little talented." The samurai on the horse waved his hand towards Heizo, took out a patriarch's posture, and said to Heizo condescendingly.

　　 This year, the head of the family who inherited the family is the real head of the family. Even the father and mother must sit under the head of the family while eating. This is to highlight the importance of the family, and it is also a manifestation of feudal order.

　　 Don't say that Ping San is his own brother, wait a few days to be Ping San's father, that's the same. I wouldn't say how much good looks he would give him, just like the majesty of the head of the family.

　　 "Understood." Heizo was probably also a little afraid of this brother, and bowed his head respectfully to salute his brother.

　　 "Have good students, don't swagger over the market, don't spend randomly!"

"clear!"

　　 put all the money bags into his arms, bulging like a pregnant woman in May or June. Heizo got on the shoulders of Chuemon, and instead of turning around to go home, he walked towards Nihonbashi. Including his brother and his party, they did not leave.

　　 The morning in Nihonbashi is about to begin. If it starts in the morning, breakfast will naturally begin.

　　 [Note 1]: There are more than 2,960 temples and shrines throughout Edo. The number of monks is so huge that the shogunate is simply unable to manage all of them under real names. So they ordered each sect to send a monk to act as a liaison with the shogunate to manage the monk of the sect. This monk is called the contact.