The Taira family's home is much more carefully managed than Genji's Kamakura. The city is surrounded by mountains and has only one side close to the sea. It has a natural deep-water harbor, a tall castle and thick city walls, all made of fine hard granite. Success, this should be the result accumulated over many generations, not a one-time achievement.
A group of people stayed at Taizan Temple in Nishi District, Kobe. This temple is somewhat similar to Kannon Temple, and the environment is also very quiet. The monks in the temple had little to talk to, and they were all very old. Benkei made a Buddhist ceremony with them to express his gratitude. They will chant sutras and pray in the temple for several months to pray for the family head. This is a routine practice for many monks and will not arouse the suspicion of these monks. The old monk's current temple conditions are too strict and he cannot entertain them, so he can only provide them with accommodation.
If it is inconvenient, just use money to clear the way.
Liang Chuan donated some sesame oil money, and the group settled in very 'conveniently'. Liang Chuan was quite satisfied with this place. It was too easy to attract attention when living in the city. The temple was secluded and no one came around on weekdays. It was the best place to stay.
During the day, Zhenzi cooked rice in a pot in the temple. The food he cooked was very light, either rice, sometimes a few pieces of spring bamboo shoots, and some mushroom soup. There was no meat or fish in the temple. Although they were greedy, the three of them did not dare to go in front of the Buddha. rash.
Benkei could speak the language of the island country, so he talked with people everywhere. Although he was just making insinuations, he also tried his best to find out all kinds of folk information about the Taira family.
Liang Chuan talked about Buddhism with the monks in the temple for a long time. In the afternoon, he went to the city's wine shops and various places of various religions and nine streams, and went wherever the excitement was.
Liang Chuan also ran to the port of Kobe to see if he could meet some merchants from Southeast Asia. If he could take their ships directly to the mainland, even to the Liao Kingdom, he would think of a way to do it. Take the overland route home.
Unfortunately, the southeast wind had just begun to rise at this time, and it would take three months for the fastest sea-going ship to enter the harbor. It was a fool's errand to think of taking a boat home at this time.
The situation at the port is even less optimistic than what Liang Chuan heard about. Because of the Ping family's connivance with the samurai, many ships from the south have stopped coming. When they come, the goods will be robbed and the people will be beaten, and the Ping family still does not protect them. The situation for these guests from across the ocean has been getting worse and worse in recent years.
There is even a rumor in the shipping circles that this is not the indulgence of the Taira clan, but the support of the Taira clan behind them, allowing them to rob the wealth, and then divide the property between the Taira clan and the samurai.
For three days, Benqing went out early and came back late every day. When he came back, he looked downcast and sluggish, drinking porridge in silence. Liang Chuan teased him, did he not know how to speak and couldn't ask anything?
This could only be asked by Benqing, because Liang Chuan did not speak the language of the island country, and asking about those confidential matters was too ostentatious, making people suspicious.
Benkei said: "This Taira Kiyomori is even more mysterious than Minamoto Yoritomo. It is said that except for personally leading the troops when fighting against the Genji, he spends the rest of his time hiding in the castle on Mount Hoji, and his subordinates are arrogant and domineering every day."
Liang Chuan asked: "What is Ping Qingmori's personality like?"
Benkei said: "There are rumors that the Taira clan is domineering, but the actual situation is unclear. Most of these people are aloof and rarely come into contact with ordinary people. The Genji is also an extremely mysterious image in the eyes of the people."
Liang Chuanxin Dogen Yoritomo is a pretty lady who naturally hides herself deeply for fear of being discovered by others, and her image is relatively mysterious. This is easy to understand. Could it be that Taira Kiyomori is also a young lady?
Liang Chuan said: "Tomorrow we will go to the prostitutes and wine houses more. The people here still have some status and can get more useful information. They go around the streets every day and deal with some small businessmen and hawkers. Their social level is inherently low." It’s relatively low, and all you care about are trivial things, of little value.”
When Benqing heard that Liang Chuan wanted him to go to a prostitute, he was so angry that his eyes widened. Although he had broken many precepts, he could not break the sexual precepts. If he went to a prostitute, he would drag others to talk, or be obsessed with it. Eavesdropping on other people's conversations and not being beaten out?
Liang Chuan said: "You can sneak in and hide on the beams or eavesdrop on the roof. I didn't ask you to play with the flower girl yourself."
Benkei was so angry that his face turned green. It was really unlucky to be this boy's retainer. Since the head of the family ordered him, he might as well give it a try tomorrow.
At night, Liang Chuan dressed up like a sailor, with his clothes wide open and modestly dressed, with an iron rod tied to his back, and wandered into the streets alone.
The streets of Kobe are crowded with people at night. Except for a few drunk samurai who are carrying a jug and shouting and drinking on the street, ordinary people rarely think that the life is causing trouble. A person without a good eye will be targeted by these samurai. If you get hit, you'll get burned, and if you don't get hit, you'll suffer a lot.
For thousands of years, China has always been the best at nighttime security. In times of chaos, curfews are imposed and no one can get out of the way. In times of peace, there are night markets, which are so lively.
More than a month has passed since he came from Kamakura, and there has been no movement at all. Minamoto no Yoritomo probably thought that he ran away. Should he keep the dog as a hostage in their Kamakura? I'm afraid she would have to put up a notice. Came to find myself.
How to write a notice? Enlightenment for finding a husband?
In the dark night, Liang Chuan's eyes were like venomous snakes searching for prey. No one cared about him, a lowly worker, and they only glanced at him. The only thing worth looking at was how strong this worker was.
Liang Chuan specially selected secluded places, dark alleys, at the end of streets that were inaccessible, and next to toilets for excretion. No one paid attention to these places. The warriors were dedicated to their crafts, so they were not afraid of walking on this road. .
It's a dark, windy, murderous night.
Liang Chuan was ready to take action.
The targets were all samurai who were drunk and unconscious. If Liang Chuan was in good spirits, he would not take action, for fear that these people would resist and create too much noise, attracting the attention of the government and other samurai.
Drunk people have a relatively weak sense of defense. Even if they react and are attacked, the alcohol has already anesthetized them and they will no longer be able to pose any threat.
Liangchuan Cat lurked in the darkness for a long time, its body completely blending into the night. At the climax of the feasting and feasting, some people left the venue, but most of them were still indulging in the wine.
A filing warrior in red robes walked out of the wine shop. His steps were frivolous, making people afraid that he would fall to the ground and die. The warrior next to him was afraid that he would have an accident and wanted to come over to help him and be used by him. The wine bottle was hit hard on the head, and all the other people in the crowd were stunned. Everyone kept their distance from this madman and ignored him.
Liang Chuan looked at his figure walking towards him alone, with a sneer on his lips. He didn't expect that this warrior was still a one-eyed dragon!
The single dragon cursed and walked closer and closer to him. Liang Chuan clung to the wall as if he was resting against the wall. The one-eyed dragon's eyes were dizzy, and he didn't care that there was a person hiding by the wall, so he walked over with frivolous steps.
When he passed in front of him, Liang Chuan casually chased after him, turned his palm into a knife, and hit the one-eyed dragon hard on the neck. With a click, Jin's vertebrae must have been broken, and the man fell on him like a puddle of mud. on the body.
Liang Chuan quickly pretended to be supporting Cyclops as he walked, dragging him out of the city. Cyclops was so drunk that he fell unconscious and received another fatal blow from Liang Chuan. Foam dripped from the corner of his mouth, looking as if he had just vomited. .
People on the road just treat him as a servant supporting the drunken master of the house, and no one will care.
Liang Chuan dragged him outside the city. According to the rules, he searched his body first. He had a lot of copper coins on him, and he accepted them all with a smile. After taking off the samurai sword on his body, Liang Chuan took out the sword and took a look. The cold light turned out to be a good sword. Of course, he accepted it with a smile.
Then he dragged the warrior into the woods, beat his face to pieces, stabbed several more holes in his body, and left the body alone.
Outside the city, close to the seaside, there is a large old forest. The humidity in the forest is very heavy, and it has an eerie atmosphere during the day. Very few people nearby set foot in this forest, so it is a good place to dump corpses.
The corpse has been destroyed by himself, and will soon become a meal for wild beasts and insects in the forest, saving him the trouble of having to think of ways to dispose of the corpse.
Liang Chuan eliminated a samurai and returned to Kobe City, preparing to find another person to attack.
Although this method is cruel, Liang Chuan, the executioner with a samurai sword, still has no grudge in his heart. He is doing harm to the people.
Think about it. In another two hundred years, these warriors will ride down the river in small broken boats, burning, killing and looting along the way. The Japanese rebellion in the southeast for more than a hundred years was caused by these bastard disciples. Hesitantly, he just avenged the people in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Fujian in advance, and of course there will be a series of grievances later.
In one night, Liang Chuan quietly assassinated three warriors. They were all well-dressed and high-ranking warriors. It could be seen just from the sabers on their bodies. The exquisite scabbards and accessories were comparable to those blocking the road. The swords used by the robbing warriors were much more ornate.
Their knives were all taken away by Liang Chuan, and the bodies were thrown into the old forest. Liang Chuan even cut some branches to cover the bodies.
After a while, this small forest will become Wu Gan's cemetery. When that time comes, if I deliberately expose the scene of a large number of dead bodies to the Ping family, it will definitely be a big shock.
Benkei is also back.
Liang Chuan looked at him with a very strange expression.
Liang Chuan asked him: "Did something happen?"
Benqing said: "From now on, you go to prostitutes, even if you beat me to death, I'm upset when I see the raunchy men and women doing obscene and obscene things. Where can I hear any useful news? It's just filth." Obscene words and language.”
Liang Chuan looked at the huge tent on Benqing's lower body and suddenly felt pain for him. A monk is a man after all, not to mention this big monk with a strong body.
