As the sky gets darker, even the insects in the passing fields begin to chirp, and the sparrows also chirp non-stop.
After escaping from the difficult dirt road, Takada and Bai Langzhe also got on the carriage. The horse didn't run very fast, but it was better than walking. These animal skins could be sold for one in the market. The price is good, and if a rich person likes it, you can make a lot of money.
Takada, who was holding the reins with both hands at the moment, asked: "I mean Tetsuya, do you really not remember anything? Even very small things?"
Hearing this, Bai Langzhe shook his head and said that he really didn't remember. He put his hands on the board and raised his head, looking at the blue sky and white clouds. He breathed a sigh of relief and replied tiredly: "I don't remember... the last thing in my mind." The picture is the sea."
Hearing such an answer, Takata didn't intend to ask further questions. He was silent for a moment and said slowly: "In that case, you should get some sleep first. It will take at least the afternoon to get to Konta Village. You should be able to find someone who knows you in Konta Village... You can also Don't worry too much."
Faced with Takada's kindness, Tetsuya Shiranami naturally knew it in his heart. He smiled and nodded, then leaned back and lay on it and closed his eyes. Surprisingly, he was able to sleep even if the road was bumpy.
Takada glanced at Tetsuya Shiranami, who quickly fell asleep, and couldn't help but shook his head, showing an envious look. Young people are adaptable quickly, unlike himself who is already old and has to accept old age at the age of fifty.
The carriage slowly drove into the avenue. At this time, I looked up at Mt. Kagemukai, the only high mountain on Narukami Island, and could see the historic building, Narukami Taisha Shrine.
Takada, who only glanced at it, quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the road ahead. When the market day was approaching, the soldiers of the shogunate would severely attack the robbers and wandering samurai Nobushi. Naturally, he was a sensible guy. I wouldn't choose this time to make myself embarrassed.
But there is an old saying that goes well, there must be warriors when there is a lot of money, and there will always be people who will choose to take risks for the sake of Mora, not to mention the treasure thieves and wild men who have no bottom line.
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Time passed quickly, and it was noon in no time.
Takada untied the carriage so that his old companion, who had been with him for a long time, could eat grass more freely.
The old horse is very spiritual and does not stray far away when eating grass. It always remains within Takada's sight. It is as if they have a telepathic connection. Perhaps this is the tacit understanding they have cultivated through their years of companionship.
The lunch for the two of them was also very simple. Onigiri was made by Takada’s wife. Onigiri is a very convenient food. You can put it in a lunch box and eat it cold. It is not only filling but also easy to make.
The two sat on the grass and began to eat. Takada chewed the food in his mouth, pointed in a direction and began to explain to Tetsuya Bailang.
"It's about an hour's walk ahead, and you'll reach the river. Then follow the river upstream, which is the direction of Konta Village. It looks like you can get there this afternoon, and you can still have a hot dinner."
When it came to dinner, Takada's dark face revealed a smile, and that smile seemed to contain happiness.
This time Takada did not simply go to the market in Konta Village to sell animal skins. The main purpose was to visit his daughter and his granddaughter. ….
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Because the village where I live is relatively remote, the number of times I can see my daughter is really limited. I usually only see her once every two to three months.
But even though they meet only a few times a year, Takada is always happy to do so.
In the past, Takada and his wife would go to see their daughter together, but this time Takada's wife unfortunately contracted a cold and felt unwell and could only rest at home. This time, Tetsuya Shiranami did it for her.
Takada's daughter Yumei is married to the son of a hotel owner in Konta Village. The couple is doing well and working for the family's hotel. Anyway, the hotel will be inherited by them sooner or later.
The inn owner is considered a wealthy man in Konta Village. The inn run by his family has hot springs and is the only way from the outlying islands to Inazuma Castle. The business is also good. There are also many shogunate soldiers to take care of the business. Common hooligans The gangsters really didn't dare to touch them.
Every time Takada comes
Gonta Village will bring a batch of exquisite furs. The hotel owner, as a relative, will buy some high-quality furs from Takada at extremely low prices, and then use his connections to sell them to rich people to make a fortune.
Of course, Takada himself doesn't know this. Even if he knows, as long as the other party is good to his daughter, it doesn't really matter.
During the lunch break, once Takada mentioned his granddaughter, the smile on his face could not be suppressed. Bai Langzhe was also a good listener and never interrupted Takada who was in high spirits.
When Takada came to his senses, the dark man scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Ahem, I'm sorry that I couldn't help but talk too much when I mentioned Xiaoling."
After almost eating, it was time to set off and continue on the road.
"It's almost time to rest. It's time for us to leave. Occasionally there will be wild ambushes in this area. Although they won't attack passing carriages at this time, it's still not safe. Crossing the river earlier will give you peace of mind."
Nobushi is the name of the wandering samurai who turned into bandits. Although they are collectively called nobushi, the wandering samurai do not belong to a certain group or organization.
At this moment, Bailang Zheya's black and red eyes showed a slightly serious look. He quickly stood up and stared in the direction of a hill with a serious expression, his indifferent expression revealing a look of vigilance.
Sure enough, with a gust of biting wind, a group of wandering warriors holding samurai swords appeared in their sight.
Takada realized that something was wrong, and quickly drew out his long bow and set up an arrow. He was so nervous that he swallowed a sip of saliva, and his eyes that glanced back and forth seemed to tell his nervousness.
The guy in the lead slowly pulled out the knife and put it on his shoulder, shouting in a gangster tone: "Hey, a car full of good stuff! It seems to be worth a lot of money. If the old man keeps the stuff, people can Get lost, of course, if you still want to live."
As soon as these words came out, Takada couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the look of fear on his face did not diminish at all. These guys were real desperadoes, and it was obviously an extremely unwise choice to confront them face to face.
But as a normal person, at this moment, I definitely don’t want to put all my hard work for several months in vain and just hand it over to someone. How can I calm myself down?
"It seems that you not only want to keep the goods, but also want to risk your life!"
The five nobushi continued to approach, and Takada's hand holding the bow began to tremble involuntarily...
A pair of black and red eyes showed a cold light, and a faint smile appeared on Bailang Zheye's face.
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