Zuo Cun left Rensheng Village and first went to the station, which was not far away anyway.
There was a person waiting at the door of the station.
Red hedgehog head, strong muscles.
This is Okada Izo's colleague and senior, Tanaka Shinbei, the head of several "killers" of Tosa Kinou's party.
"Mr. Samura."
Although he said hello, Tanaka Shinbei looked at Samura with unkind eyes.
He respected Wushi Ruishan very much, and naturally had great complaints against Zuo Cun, who was superior to Wushi Ruishan.
Zuo Cun didn't want to put his warm face on his cold buttocks, so he nodded lightly and walked in.
Takeshi Ruishan was browsing an intelligence report from Kyoto. When he saw Samura carrying three swords, he was not surprised at all: "You're here."
"The matter is urgent, I have to come." Zuo Cun did not sit down.
Wu Shi Ruishan didn't say much, stood up, walked to the cabinet next to him and took out some things.
"Inside this bag are activity funds, and a set of Western clothing. I asked Lord Yamauchi to get it. It is said that it is also a popular style in the Western world, and the name is very straightforward, it is called a suit." Takeshi Ruishan. Bags should be prepared in advance.
"Trouble." Zuo Cun took the bag without hesitation and walked out of the room.
...
Samura ran very fast. From Kyoto to Edo, Samura arrived before dawn.
Zuo Cun found a room in an inn, took off the blue-grey Wu suit he was wearing, folded it up, and looked at the suit given to him by Wu Shi Ruishan.
"Is this what foreigners wear? The structure is really strange."
Zuo Cun buttoned up his shirt, put on his outer coat, fastened the crane feathers and pheasant feathers with his belt, and put the rhinoceros feathers in the small pocket inside.
Zuocun is only 1.78 meters tall, which is not too tall, but years of exercise have made Zuocun look very tall.
Tie your hair with a rope and throw it casually behind your back.
"It's strange, but it leaves out some of the complex structures...it just feels a little uncomfortable to move around."
Zuo Cun was used to wearing loose Wu clothes, and wearing this somewhat tight suit made Zuo Cun extremely uncomfortable.
"But... since we are going to be in contact with foreigners, this set of clothes is still necessary." Zuocun smiled, opened the door to his room, and walked out.
If Wushi Ruishan just wanted to get information, he didn't need to use Zuocun at all. It would be enough to just send someone with some ability.
Wu Shi Ruishan just let Zuocun do this.
The meaning is self-evident.
Zuo Cun also understood that this was an opportunity.
Zuo Cun didn't pay attention to the surprised, fearful, and curious eyes of the people on both sides of the road. He just wore a suit and carried two swords to the Tozen Temple outside Edo Castle.
"There are traces of being burned... I just don't know how many people died." Zuo Cun looked at the scorched Tozen Temple with a wall burned black, and frowned.
Samura put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards Tozen Temple.
I didn't see many shogunate soldiers... Has the xenophobic sentiment reached this level?
Without encountering much obstruction, Zuo Cun simply ignored the obstacles set by the feudal soldiers and walked into Tozen Temple.
This is a large temple and looks very prosperous.
But now Tozenji Temple is extremely chaotic, and the temple is still filled with the smell of smoke.
A blond man dressed similarly to Zuocun turned his back to Zuocun and looked at the burned building.
"Hello?" Zuo Cun greeted from a distance.
The blond man looked back subconsciously.
Then the muscles tensed instantly.
A local man wearing a suit with two knives on his waist was standing behind him.
"Who are you?" This sentence is said in English.
"Don't worry, I don't mean any harm." Zuo Cun also responded in English with a smile.
"You...you speak English?" The blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man was a little surprised.
"Uh-huh." Zuo Cun nodded.
"Are you from Tokugawa? Or are you the one who attacked us?" the middle-aged man asked nervously.
"No, but don't worry, sir, I'm not here for a sneak attack." Zuocun spread his hands, indicating that he would not draw the sword.
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then, why did you come here?" The British man was a little at a loss.
Zuo Cun put his index finger in front of his mouth: "There are still too many people here. I hope I can... chat with you alone and talk about something good for both of us."
The British man weighed it for a moment and asked: "Who do you represent...?"
Zuo Cun smiled: "Only representing... myself."
"......Come with me."
...
In the messy room, the British man barely found two chairs that he could still sit on.
"Regardless of the purpose, please introduce yourself first, and I will introduce myself accordingly." The British looked a little anxious, but they still could not lose their arrogance as a people of a powerful country.
Zuo Cun didn't care: "I came here with a sincere heart. My name is... Zuo Cun Anno. As you can see, he is a samurai."
"Ordinary samurai don't know English, let alone join the Tosa Kinnoi Party." When the British heard the name Samura Ano, their pupils shrank and they pretended to be calm.
Zuo Cun also noticed the little trick of the British: "Mr. Don't worry, as I said before, even if I join the Tosa King's Party, this time I come here and meet you by chance, I just want to chat with you about single affairs." It’s something from my own standpoint.”
The British man stared at Zuomura Annuo for a long time.
"...My name is Noctis Hurt, temporary spokesperson of the embassy." Noctis' voice was a little low.
"Tell me about your purpose. If you are simply here to see the plight of foreigners as a patriot against the foreigners, I will not accompany you."
Noctis gritted his teeth.
The second time, this is already the second time!
He is the temporary embassy spokesman, because the original embassy spokesman was hacked to death yesterday, and his body is now lying in another room.
And the shogunate was extremely inactive in this regard, because the people below were also shouting against the barbarians!
As a result, not many people are willing to deal with this matter.
"My purpose is actually very simple."
"A gun, that's all."
"That's it?" Noctis laughed angrily, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Zuo Cun silently took out a thick wad of money from his clothes.
Slap it on the table.
Noctis looked at the money and froze.
"...What do you want a gun for?"
"It's just...for self-defense." Zuo Cun smiled.
Noctis looked at the wad of money and swallowed.
"...How much do you need? Let me tell you in advance. My gun reserve is not large."
"Two guns, plus enough bullets to last for a while."
"Deal." Noctis breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took the money away.
Although it is Japanese currency, this money will help him do many things.
