Edo Traveler

Vol 2 Chapter 12: Master left me a plaything

   Not to mention, when the posture of a dozen helpers came out, it really meant a group fight, and the left and right guardians rushed up to have a good show of capturing the thieves and the king.

   "This, this, this...Little teacher...Edogawa-sama..."

   A monk with a thin face and slender hands and feet hurriedly bowed his head to the Chuemon Gate. This monk was one of Chungemon's seniors. He looked thin and weak from the outside, and now he thinks he is a gluttonous thing. Although he has already run for fifty, but he hasn't even practiced a good-looking skin, and he doesn't look like a good person.

   "Isn't this Fuyu Master." Tademon wouldn't continue calling them seniors.

   Our Chuemon’s advantage is so easy to take advantage of? If the loving old monk is still there, it's nothing more than screaming father, these brothers and uncles, you can pull it down.

"Oh... why did you come here this time?" The monk Puyu still screamed unhappily. Even if the old gentleman loves Chungemon in the past, he still has a word for "early". It won't be.

   "What? I still need to say it?" Chuemon was sitting on the futon with no image.

   "My lord has already left the shogunate, and the road ahead is brilliant, why come to the awkward place?" Another monk with a slightly fat face also came forward, this is also Chuyemon's senior, called Huitong.

   is also strange. Although they belong to the same master, the names of the brothers are completely different. After all, Miaoyan Temple is not a famous mountain temple, let alone a certain ancestral mountain. These inheritance rules are still quite different.

   "I became an official, so you can take my mantle from the master in vain?"

  Tadaemon has tried so many cases, and if you want to talk about the official accent, that's a bit of a point. He raised his voice in a whirl, not anger and prestige, it was easy to intimidate a few arrogant brothers who can only close the door in the temple.

   "Is it possible that the adults and officials are not allowed to do it, and they have to come back to preside over this court."

   "The master allowed me back then, so you don't care if I do it or not!"

  Want to come around Chuemon? Want to be beautiful! The mantle of the loving old monk originally called a group of fellow apprentices and said it plainly, and it was meant to be passed on to Chungemon. As a result, as soon as the old monk died, the group coaxed Chungemon to leave. Thinking of cooking mature rice with raw rice and digesting it internally.

   Now that Tadashiemon is back, the truth is that since you became an official, you have come back for a job. And when we Chuemon is that simple-minded little novice?

   "Master..." Huitong's bad water is not as popular as it is, probably because he wants to argue that you have any evidence to prove that the old monk passed you the mantle.

   But before he could finish his words, Ping San stepped in, his left and right eyes were also angry. I've all seen Weapons, and I want to speak quickly. Isn't this just looking for it and it's not interesting.

  If the official master can reason with you, wouldn’t Chuyemon Heizo become an official for nothing? I am so confident to come back today, but it's not because I have official hides and I don't need to reason with you. Ten-handed knives were pulled out, and they didn't spit out three or five hundred taels. Do you still want to be kind today?

   "The official is not like you are too nonsense, and you are fighting for a different job today, but this Miaoyan Temple, how much money you can get in a year, don't bully the official."

   Seeing that the intimidation was in place, Chuemon put on a smile and looked at his senior brothers. It was very straightforward and clear that they asked them to vomit money to buy a place to live.

   "My lord is joking, I just waited to talk to fill my stomach, then I sang and sold some old things, and I got a few liang..." Puyu immediately changed his mind and cried poorly.

  Since I can't reason with you, then I will tell you the status quo. The old monk is dead, and the incense in the temple is also affected to a certain extent. Today's income is definitely not as good as before. To put it bluntly, the common people are somewhat ignorant, do they think that the more than seventy benevolent and kind-hearted old monks are efficacious, or that more than fifty are not like the universal honour of a good person at a glance?

   know it without asking!

   "I don't want too much from you, I don't want it!"

   Chungemon didn't know how he came up with such a sentence, so he subconsciously said it, and felt that something was wrong after he said it. The Miaoyan Temple was demolished, and it didn't cost 80,000 taels.

   "Eight Hundred Eight Hundred!" Heizo continued, and glanced at Chuemon.

   You just don’t like this group of goods, and you won’t be able to charge 80,000. 800 is almost the same. This group of people must have more than that, but 800 is enough.

   Hearing the number eight hundred, the monks breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't see blood and didn't do anything. It was a peaceful negotiation and handover with Chuemon.

   What remains are the relics of the loving old monk, the key Chuemon carries with him, and the local Chuemon is also familiar with it. Taking Ping San all the way to the temple, several seniors were still distressed about the 800 taels they had just bleeding, but they were also worried about the things left by the old monk.

   There is a bright eye~www.wuxiaspot.com~ temporarily turned around and caught two pawnshop buddies. The two pawnshop guys thought something was wrong at first, but when they came in, they realized that it was Chuemon who wanted to check the old monk's relics.

  Look!

   Opened the monk's room that had been closed for a small year. There was not much dust. The room was still the same as when the old monk passed away. Chuuemon looked at him somewhat, but the original owner's mood still infected him.

   The furnishings displayed outside are good, but they are nothing but that. The two pawnbrokers took a look, and they didn't offer a price, waiting for Chuemon to ask. Chuemon went to open the two large cabinets in the corner, both of which were made of paulownia wood and carved with lacquer. In later generations, wealthy Japanese people bought such kimonos in large cabinets, which cost about 1.5 million yen, which was something that Mrs. Kuo could afford.

   Open the cabinet, in addition to the monk robe, there are many cages. Chuemon knew that the old monk had a few favorite things to enjoy, and he found them one by one. Especially a string of red coral beads, to the surprise of the two pawnshop buddies, they said it was worth sixty taels on the spot. Chuemon was uncomfortable, he was actually only going to sell his clothes this time.

   Some old monks love to play, but they still keep them. They are all good things, and now they are not short of money. Didn’t the Tokugawa shogunate pay him a salary of eight taels? The meals were also at Jinmaru’s house, so there was no big expense.

   opened the cages one by one, not to mention that the two pawnshops were amazed, even the crowds of monks who were watching were greedy. Chuemon didn't care about them, just continued to check.

   The inner long wooden box was opened. I originally thought it would be something like a scroll, like a portrait of Kano Ichimon, which was also quite famous at this time. But when he opened it, Chungemon couldn't help being taken aback.

   is a scabbard!

  

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