"Huan Fu Lake? What is this?"
Suddenly hearing an unfamiliar term that he had never heard of before, Nishino frowned unconsciously.
"To put it simply, this is a chronic poison developed by the Fanzhu Party and secretly spread to Kanto..."
My grandson summarized the appearance, efficacy and other important information of Huanfudian in a concise and concise way one by one.
After my grandson finished explaining, Nishino's eyes widened in shock.
"This this……"
He stammered out broken words, unable to formulate a single sentence with specific meaning.
Drugs that can easily destroy people's minds; destroy the people's livelihood in Kanto, shake the foundation of the shogunate's rule...Everything my grandson just described was beyond Nishino's imagination, and it made him unable to calm down for a long time.
At this time, my grandson continued:
"Overthrowing the decadent Edo shogunate and establishing a peaceful and prosperous era in which the people are prosperous and everyone has enough to eat is the highest purpose of the Great Salt Party and our lifelong wish."
"Looking at the purpose alone, we and the Hōzū Party both have the mission of overthrowing the brutal rule of the Tokugawa family."
"Even if we are like-minded and have no blood alliance, we should not stand in each other's way."
"But in fact, the relationship between us is incompatible."
"There is a saying in the West that 'heresy is more hateful than heresy' - well, this proverb is perfectly suitable to describe our attitude towards the Fa-Zang Party."
"The methods used to bring down the party are too radical."
"Destroying granaries, poisoning wells, abducting people... they are happy to use any means that can cause trouble for the shogunate."
"In their eyes, whether they are warriors, civilians, Chinese, or foreigners, they are all objects that can be given up and sacrificed."
"In order to weaken the power of the shogunate, they would not hesitate to put such dangerous drugs in Kanto...it is simply crazy."
"Although we are both members of the overthrown shogunate, the core direction of our Great Salt Party is to allow all people in the world to live a good life with enough food and warm clothes. 'Down with the Edo Shogunate' is just our realization of this It’s just a means to an end.”
"Looking at the Fa Zun Party... I personally think that they completely regard the means as the end."
"All resources, all time, all thoughts are devoted to the goal of 'falling the curtain'."
"I only think about conquering the world and never thinking about ruling the world."
"In short, Mr. Nishino, you can understand our Oisho Party as the 'moderate and rational rebel faction' and the Hōzhu Party as the 'radical and fanatical rebel faction.'"
"This kind of cruel behavior of the Party that disregards the people's livelihood is, in our eyes, an unreasonable and unreasonable atrocity that puts the cart before the horse."
"So, in order to stop the crazy behavior of the Fa Zhu Party, the organization sent me to infiltrate the Fa Zhu Party and collect evidence of their manufacturing and selling of dangerous drugs."
"No matter how incompetent the Lord Gongun of the shogunate is, he must know what a terrible disaster it will cause if this terrible drug that can turn a healthy living person into a delirious cripple is allowed to spread."
"As long as the conclusive and irrefutable evidence that the Hazuki Party created and spread the phantom deposits can be handed over to the shogunate, the shogunate's attention will be drawn to the Hazuki Party."
"In this way, we can use the power of the shogunate to weaken or even defeat the Fa Zhu Party. At the very least, we must prevent the Fa Zhu Party from continuing to spread the illusion..."
Before my grandson finished speaking, Nishino interjected in a tone that was neither sad nor happy:
"A borrowed knife to kill someone..."
My grandson smiled slightly:
"Yes, that's basically what it means. Both the shogunate and the Punishment Party are our enemies. Provoking a fight between the two groups of enemies - don't you think this is one of the most brilliant strategies?"
"That's the plan, but now there's a problem."
"The Law and Punishment Party is particularly good at controlling intelligence."
"The Punishment Party has high hopes for Huanfudian and regards it as an important 'weapon' to defeat the shogunate."
"It is reported that more than a year ago, someone only narrowly succeeded in exposing the criminal activities of the Fanzhu Party in secretly spreading illusions, but the success failed."
"After this incident, the Fanzhu Party greatly increased the protection of all confidential information related to Huanfudian."
"I have been lurking beside Rakshasa for many years, but until today I have not collected any useful clues."
"This is a battle where every second counts."
"If the phantom deposits are not eradicated as soon as possible, new victims may appear every moment."
"At this point, I have decided to make a desperate move - I plan to force my way into Rakshasa's bedroom."
"Rakshasas like to work in their bedrooms—that alone is enough reason to take risks."
"However, a Rakshasa never allows outsiders to approach his bedroom."
"At any time, there will be his trusted aide, a samurai named Genjuro, on duty outside his bedroom door."
"If we don't deal with Genjuro, it will be impossible to enter the Rakshasa's bedroom."
"However, Genjuro is an extremely dull man, like a stone."
"There is no personal interest or obvious weakness of character."
"His only hobby is to listen to Rakshasa's arrangements and respect Rakshasa's orders."
"As long as the Rakshasa orders him to guard the bedroom, he will stand like a stone statue in front of his bedroom door and never leave it."
"In a word - he is not someone who can be dealt with through tactics such as diverting the tiger away from the mountain and secretly infiltrating Chen Cang."
"The only way to break through Genjuro's vigilance is to use force."
"But my skills are mediocre."
"And Genjuro is a master of Shinto Muken-ryu."
"Even if ten of me come together, there's no way we can defeat him."
"Therefore—Nishino-kun, I need your help."
"With your cooperation, Genjuro can easily subdue him."
"I've calculated that Rakshasa, who loves talent as much as his life, will definitely put you in prison in order to subjugate you."
"The reason why I deceived you, gave you special black tea, and pretended to arrest you... all of this is because of today."
"Only in this way can we successfully bring you into the Rakshasa's base camp."
When my grandson finished speaking, the cell was surrounded by silence.
Nishino looked straight into my grandson's face with his piercing eyes.
With a faint smile on his face, my grandson waited for Nishino's reply without saying a word.
About 5 seconds later, Nishino spoke:
"...You want me to help you? You guys, you think too much, don't you?"
"First of all, why should I trust you?"
Nishino took two steps back and opened his arms so that my grandson could see his full view.
"Look, whose 'blessing' did I end up in this miserable situation now?"
"My grandson, I was really miserably deceived by you earlier."
"How do I know whether what you just said is true or false?"
"How can I make sure that you are not the Rakshasa sent to test my loyalty?"
"Are you from the Great Salt Party? I also said that I am the Grand Administrator of the Kyoto Imperial Court and Yongda of Da'ao!"
[Note: Taiseiguan: In the Edo period, the emperor's personal attendant. Ooku: The harem of the shogun, that is, the residence of the Tokugawa shogun's biological mother, main room, side rooms, and female officials. Yongda: Job title for purchasing various supplies for Daao]
"Even if I take a step back, assuming you didn't lie, you are indeed a spy planted by the Great Salt Party in the Punishment Party..."
Having said this, Nishino paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and cast an undisguised look of disgust at my grandson in front of him.
"What difference does this make to me from before?"
"You and the Fa Zhu Party are nothing but the same species, and the world is as black as crows!"
"Whether you are a member of the Great Salt Party or a member of the Fa Zhu Party, in my eyes you are all of the same nature - a treasonous official and traitor who collaborates with the enemy!"
"Are you trying to say: Because you are more gentle than those who punish the party, you are more trustworthy?"
After finishing speaking, Nishino waved his hands impatiently, as if he was too lazy to talk nonsense to my grandson.
"Disappear quickly! I would rather die than join in with you and others!"
Nishino's wording was truly impressive.
The brief silence was my grandson's wry smile.
"...Admittedly, as you said, I really can't prove my innocence."
"The only thing I can do right now is to swear to you: I really didn't lie to you this time."
"As for 'the world is as black as crows'...this statement is really an exaggeration."
My grandson put on a half-joking tone:
"It is an insult to us to put the Great Salt Party and the Fazhu Party side by side."
"Nishino-kun, let me ask you: Do you think our spiritual leader... Mr. Oshio Heihachiro is a despicable and shameless person?"
As soon as my grandson finished speaking, Nishino subconsciously opened his mouth - of course! Oshio Heihachiro is a heinous rebel! ——That's what he wanted to say.
However... after he opened his mouth, he couldn't say a word.
Oshio Heihachiro is a son of the samurai family. He has been deprived of his salary since he was a child, so he should serve the country with all his loyalty. However, not only did he not go to war against Huangchi, but from this point of view, he is indeed a shameless person who has committed a lot of crimes.
[Note: Mu Lu: the salary of the shogunate]
But...it is undeniable that Oshio Heihachiro's personal morality is quite perfect.
So perfect that he could be called a warrior... no, he could be called a model of humanity!
As if he had read through Nishino's thoughts, my grandson smiled slightly and said slowly:
"Mr. Dashan is proficient in Chinese studies. Whether it is traditional Confucianism represented by the Four Books and Five Classics, or Yangming's Xinxue, which focuses on the 'unity of knowledge and action', he has mastered them all."
"In the sixth year of the Civil Affairs Period (1823), Mr. Oishio opened a school in his home, named it "Xixindong", and formulated eight oaths for admission, excluding empty theories, and strictly implementing the purpose of Oyo School - pragmatism."
"There are countless disciples who admire Mr. Dayan's character and knowledge and come to study."
"Mr. Dayan's teaching ideas deeply implement the 'teaching without distinction' advocated by Confucius."
"In addition to warriors from the martial arts family, many of the disciples of Xixindong are poor people from farm families near Osaka."
"How many high-ranking samurai are there in the world who are willing to treat farmers and townsfolk who are covered in sweat and dirt with an equal attitude?"
"Mr. Dashan, who has hundreds of disciples, can live a luxurious life just by cultivating."
[Note·Shu Xiu: In ancient times, when students met their teachers, they would first give gifts to show respect. It's called "Shuxiu". It had been implemented as early as the time of Confucius, and later it was basically fixed as a form of apprenticeship fee, which can also be understood as tuition fee. 】
"He could have ignored the lives of the poor at the bottom."
"He could have closed his door and lived a peaceful life."
"He could have been high up in the clouds, grabbing delicious food with one hand and beauties with the other, sitting and watching the jokes of the poor people rolling and struggling in the mud."
"But he just didn't do that."
"When the Tianbao Famine swept across the country, he sold all the books in his home and donated all the money he earned."
"When the poor were driven into desperation by famine and the shogunate's excessive levies, he resolutely stood up and rose up."
"Nishino-kun, do you think Mr. Oshio, who is knowledgeable and broad-minded, doesn't know that this battle is bound to be lost?"
"Do you think he doesn't know that he will inevitably die a tragic death after raising his arms?"
"Mr. Dashan, why are you bothering?"
The questions raised by my grandson were like sharp arrows piercing into Nishino's heart.
When he came back to his senses, he found that he was lowering his head unconsciously, his eyes fixed on the ground in front of his toes.
Erudition, humility, benevolence... To be fair, Oshio Heihachiro possessed the qualities that Nishino, who aspired to become an outstanding samurai, yearned for.
If Oshio Heihachiro had not led the people to rebel, there is no doubt that he would have become an idol that Nishino envied and longed for and struggled to catch up with.
"It doesn't matter if you don't agree with our philosophy of opposing the Edo shogunate."
"Everyone has his own ambitions, and we do not force everyone to be as hostile to the shogunate as we are."
"But Mr. Dashan's ideal...our Dashan Party's ideal of creating peace and order in the world, shouldn't you be opposed to it?"
"You can think of it as forming a temporary offensive and defensive alliance with us."
"After listening to my introduction just now, you must be able to understand the dangers of phantom deposits, right?"
"Even if it's just to save the innocent people poisoned by the Phantom Lake, please draw your sword and help."
After the words fell, my grandson showed a very charming expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
At this moment, he was only concentrating on one thing - paying full attention to Nishino's expression and reaction.
Nishino: "..."
My grandson: “…”
Silence fell between the two.
The cell where Nishino is in and the corridor where my grandson is in are both so quiet that you can hear the needle drop...
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…
Time returns to the present——
Genjuro pressed the knife with his left hand, placed his right hand on his waist, and looked around him expressionlessly.
Even if it is a boring gatekeeping task, he will never be careless - this is not only his excellent personal ability, but also his unwavering loyalty to Rakshasa.
At this time, a hurried male voice suddenly came from beside him:
"Genjuro! Is Rakshasa-sama here?"
"My grandson?"
Genjuro raised his eyebrows and cast a confused look at my grandson who was running quickly.
"Lord Rakshasa has gone out and will not be here for the time being. What's wrong?"
"Tsk! Isn't Lord Rakshasa not here... It's really troublesome. Why is he not here at this time... In that case, I'll see you later... Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Suddenly, my grandson fell to his knees, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and coughed violently.
The coughing was so loud and rapid that it seemed like he was going to vomit out his entire lung.
Genjuro was shocked when he saw this.
"Hey! My grandson! What's wrong with you? Hey! Hey!"
While asking nervously, he knelt down and bent over to inspect my grandson's physical condition.
"You...! My grandson, you vomited blood!"
I saw drops of bright red blood dripping down along the gaps between my grandson's fingers covering his mouth.
Just when Genjuro was about to call for help——
Poof!
The dull sound of a sharp blade entering flesh dominated Genjuro's eardrums.
"Uh...! Puff...!"
Genjuro lowered his head and stared in disbelief at the sharp blade that penetrated his heart from behind.
He opened his mouth, ready to say something.
But when he opened his teeth, which were stained red with blood, he could only moan meaninglessly due to the intense pain and the gradual loss of strength.
The bloody blade that penetrated his chest, the blood that kept flowing out, and the weird smile on my grandson's face when he raised his head - this was the last scene that Genjuro saw before his death...
…
"Nishino-kun, well done~~"
My grandson wiped the cow blood from his face and said in a praising tone to Nishino who was cleaning the knife.
"How is it? My acting skills are good, right?"
The most important actions often require only the simplest strategies.
My grandson approached Genjuro from the front to attract his attention, and Nishino took the opportunity to approach Genjuro from behind. During this period, my grandson coughed violently and used the coughing sound to cover up the sound of Nishino's footsteps - this was the "anti-Genjuro plan" drawn up by my grandson.
Nishino ignored my grandson's boast and said coldly:
"Time is tight, don't talk nonsense."
"I know, I know~~"
Nishino opened the paper sliding door of Rakshasa's bedroom.
Rakshasa's bedroom seemed to have the word "serious" posted on it.
The area of the entire room is approximately 30 square meters.
Be it bookshelves or desks, everything is neatly organized.
The tatami was spotlessly clean, and there was a faint smell of freshness in the air.
The room was so neat and beautiful that it was hard to imagine that it was the room of a murderer who regarded human life as nothing.
"Nishino-kun, please help me look downwind. I will try my best to seize the time."
Having said that, my grandson ran towards the book desk in the corner of the room, picked up an account book with no words written on the cover, and started flipping through it quickly.
At the same time, Nishino stood by the door frame with a knife in hand, nervously peeking outside the door repeatedly, his ears pointed, not missing any movement around him.
Ah...I'm really crazy...I would join forces with the rebellious ministers and thieves who are determined to overturn...Nishino sighed sincerely in his heart.
As soon as he thought of this, he subconsciously turned his head to the side, and what he saw with complicated emotions was a face that was looking at the book in his hand seriously and attentively.
This is a critical moment where every second counts...people may come outside at any time.
Nishino didn’t want to rush my grandson for fear of affecting his search work.
But the current tense atmosphere gradually caused his heart rate to rise to an unprecedented peak.
Under the influence of this astonishingly high heart rate, the thought of urging my grandson out loud flashed through Nishino's mind over and over again, and then he suppressed it again and again.
How much time has passed?
5 minutes? 10 minutes?
The excessive tension has caused Nishino to lose his sense of time.
At this critical moment, Nishino suddenly heard footsteps coming from far away and getting closer and closer...
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