Chapter 702： Wrong history

The night was getting deeper. It seemed that there was fog on the sea, covering up everything, and an e-mail was sent, saying that it was running out of time, and Bitch and Naomi Hayakawa returned to the dormitory to rest. ＊ WwW.suimeng.lā

Pei Ziyun ran out of food, wiped his mouth, stretched a lazy waist, yawned, and seemed a little sleepy. Then he got up and bowed slightly: "Beijing Jun, I'm sorry, I'm back to my room to rest."

But when Pei Ziyun finished speaking, he didn't answer with a voice. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, and saw the opposite person's atmosphere gradually change: "So you think so, Yamada-kun."

Kitaoka also left the restaurant, feeling deeply sorry: "Yamada-kun, I thought you would be our comrade."

"Beigang Jun, it has been 130 years since the curtain fell." Pei Ziyun was not surprised: "The Shogunate cannot clean up the entire house through a **** war, and it is doomed to democracy."

"In fact, any regime will be democratic, and the power originally held in the hands of one or a few people will be extended to the governor's governor's cabinet as the system relaxes-even if this is just democracy for scholars or nobles."

"The king and the prince share the world."

"Even if the shogunate had the master of Shincheon Kyungsung, they could not eradicate those who took root, they could only turn them into officials and councillors of the new era."

"And when Xinchuan Qingxing died, the power of officials and parliamentarians expanded, and this kind of co-negotiation system naturally expanded further. When everyone could vote for the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, it became a modern democracy."

"Under the shogunate, Japan has enjoyed a century of peace for a long time after the fall, and it has returned the great policy to the people. What regrets do you have?"

"Does it have to be the Emperor to come to govern?"

Pei Ziyun stepped on the deck and made an echo. A few people glanced at him and went back to rest. There was no one on the entire deck. The melody of the violin came faintly.

Bei Gangda also stood still and seemed to be listening. His hair was cut short and his figure was medium. At this moment, he took off his glasses and lowered his head and thought for a long time.

Gradually, Kitaoka shook his head and said, "Yamada, if you become our comrade, with your talents, your talents, you may even become our leader in the future, know all the secrets."

"But you refused. I can only say that we are not crazy, not even for the Emperor, but for no other reason than necessary."

"The wrong history must be corrected."

Bei Gangda's tone was a little hesitant at the beginning, but when she came here, she became somber, firm, and determined.

"Wrong history?" The word shocked Pei Ziyun.

"Maybe you do n’t understand, but it ’s normal to not understand, but our righteous ones have n’t died yet, and they continue to expand-Yamada-kun, you are a samurai, let ’s use samurai means to end today ’s conversation!” Kita Ganda also finished speaking, glanced down at Pei Ziyun's face, stayed at the throat of his heart, and untied the package he had been holding.

This is a long knife.

Pei Ziyun sighed and took out the wooden sword.

The next moment, Bei Gangda also felt a moment of jealousy, and Pei Ziyun stood in front of him like this, but was impeccable, and sweat beads oozed from his forehead.

"Impossible, I practiced swords at the age of seven.

"The person in front of you is not even a teenager. How could such a high cultivation be possible?"

The breath of Beigang Daya also became heavy, and he took a loud sigh, stepped forward, and his body leaped. Like a swallow, he followed an arc to fly around the left side of Pei Ziyun's body, followed by a knife light.

"Yan returns to cut!"

The figure of Kita Goya disappeared in front of his eyes. The amazing speed and physical strength showed the strength of the samurai, and at the moment of disappearance, Pei Ziyun's heart rate rose sharply, then retreated, turned and turned back.

In an instant, the bodies of the two were staggered, and then Pei Ziyun landed safely and tilted the wooden knife to the right, but the wooden knife did not need to vibrate, and the blood that had passed was instantly sucked.

Bei Gangda was half-knelt on the deck, supporting the ground with a knife, exuding red from the line, gradually expanding, breathing twice, and then stood up.

A red line, not deep into the meat, only half a minute.

"Mr. Yamada, is it your mercy?"

"No, I'm only twelve years old, just a little bit, but I'm at the limit." Pei Ziyun was a bit sorry, he always has no mercy when he started, but he was bound by his own limit within the twelve-year-old's body.

Kitaoka also kept silent for a long time, took the sword, straightened her posture, and bowed to salute: "Yamada, please give up Ban Dongyuanzi's task!"

"Even if you don't talk about the Shogunate, there are still gods."

"Yi Shen?"

"Yeah, spring bird." Bei Gangda also regretfully murmured in his voice: "You know why the wealth of Isaka Higashi's family, but I want to ask you, the samurai is not just you, it is for this reason.

"If the Yi people grow stronger, the Ezo people will grow stronger."

"This is ridiculous, does the pure Ezo people still exist?" Pei Ziyun remained calm. In the Era of the Shogunate, Ezo people were regarded as backward nations and encouraged naturalization, and Ezo people themselves recognized this as themselves. The only way out now is that there is no Ezo in a pure sense at all.

"You're not wrong, but after all, you haven't been completely naturalized," Kita Ganda said, shaking her head.

"It turned out to be the defense of Yiyi, but the general had sealed it off. I don't think it was a **** of God." Pei Ziyun said.

"Is that so? I warn you, Bandong's family is not a kind person." Kitaoka was not ready to start any further and retreated.

Pei Ziyun smiled dumbly and turned back to the room.

A short while ago, a person appeared on the empty deck. This person was the North Gang Tat Ye who just met. He took out a mobile phone, dialed the button, and after connecting, he bowed respectfully and said, "Sorry, My lord, negotiation failed! "

"Have you tempted his tendency and talked about the gods?" The phone questioned.

"Yes, sir, he has said it, but he still refused." Kitaoka also said seriously: "Yamada Shinichi is more inclined to maintain a peaceful shogunate."

"I don't specifically exclude Yishen, who is also considered a shogun, than Tianjin God."

"Oh, is that right?" Opposite the phone, there was no acceptance condition for Pei Ziyun, and it was very regrettable: "Yamada Shinichi is a very talented warrior based on our observations, both civil and military, and has a bright future."

"The shogunate, which is more inclined to maintain peace, and does not specifically exclude the gods who are also regarded as shogunates by Tianjin, is actually normal for people living in the era of peace."

"Unfortunately he is a samurai, not an ordinary person."

"Also involved in the war at a critical moment, and standing on the enemy side. In this case, for the sake of historical disturbances, the plan does not allow any variables."

"Let Yamada Shinto be killed, and I will bear the pressure of the Sichuan Shrine." Opposite the phone, he said with a regretful voice, but said sternly: "Furthermore, we will continue with the plan of the Bando Honkan."

"If you want to mess up anyway, you have to pull up the variables in Hokkaido. I authorize you to use all the pawns installed in the Bando Honkan at any cost."

"Hi!" Sure enough, the order did not exceed the expectations of Kita Ganda, and loudly responded to the order. Kita Ganda stood respectfully, bowed, and waited for the call to end before hanging up the phone and straightening the body.

"It's a shame, Yamada-kun." Bei Gangda shook his head, and his eyes were tired. "How much blood will I bear?"

Time seemed to pass quickly on the cruise ship. After waking up overnight and using lunch, Sunflower landed on the shore and followed the route to the harbor.

When we got off the cruise ship, a group of people cheered, especially Yuan Shan Xingtai's face was pale, with a hint of blue, he kept muttering: "Ah, finally landed!"

It turned out that Toyama Yamashita got on the boat and soon found himself seasick. This fact made him extremely depressed!

In the state of seasickness, Toyama Kyota couldn't eat, drink, or have fun. I didn't expect that this trip to Hokkaido began so miserably.

This naturally made Yuan Shan Xing very unhappy. Now that he finally arrives on land, he can rest and play with peace of mind.

During the Shogunate era, the first-generation generals sent people to investigate Hokkaido, and sent people to establish bases in places that had both ports and land.

Soon, it became the shogunate's municipality, and the development was officially carried out. The heads of the Yi people were either compiled or annihilated. Naturalization can be said to be compulsory.

The Bando family was one of them. At that time, there were 800 stone plaques, and they moved to Edo.

After the fall of the war, thanks to his meritorious service, 3,000 Ishiki was given to Hokkaido, and the Bandong family returned to Hokkaido, and continued to expand their strength within a century, becoming a famous gate in Hokkaido.

Nishio Hotel is one of them.

Although it was in the light rain, I could see the endless sea and sky, and the environment was very pleasant. The woman in a kimono received a black card and bowed to Pei Ziyun and introduced the West End Hotel: "Please allow me to introduce the West End Hotel. "

"It has been 0 years since the establishment of Nishio Hotel, and it is planned to keep pace with local development."

"Samurai and family members must have a suitable place to communicate with each other, so this western-style hotel was created." As soon as the party entered, the kimono woman bent over and asked everyone to take off their shoes. Someone immediately took it for maintenance, and asked to wear a wooden cricket. In summer, no socks are prepared.

After changing, she was brought in, and the woman said, "The West End Hotel is on a high ground, overlooking the port, and has an open-air hot spring!"

"Guests can feel it, it's a very good experience in the open-air hot spring!" Said the kimono woman, and Pei Ziyun and his party had been brought into the guest room.

The rooms are isolated and spacious. Floor-to-ceiling windows have a seating area with chairs and coffee table. Tatami mats are provided.

"The hotel provides fresh fish and shellfish based on herring due to the sea. If any of you are allergic to seafood, please ask. Our hotel will prepare other meals for you in advance. I hope not to Mind! "

"Also, the hotel's meal time is set such that breakfast is served between 07:30 and 08:30, dinner is served from 17:30 to 19:00, and guests arriving after 19:00 will not be able to enjoy dinner, The hot spring tax is 150 yen per person per night. "

Listening to the kimono woman in front of her, the sister-in-law jumped up and shouted, "It's great, I can play in the hot spring again!"

Hayakawa Naomi was a little surprised by the price and whispered, "Is this a bit expensive?"

Fortunately, Toyama nodded his head and felt the same. He approached Pei Ziyun and asked, "This hotel, is it expensive?"

"It's expensive, but we don't pay." Pei Ziyun replied.

"Yes, you have a VIP card, and all the expenses have been included, please enjoy it." Listening to this, Toyama Yamashita smiled and smiled, and the members who followed were very happy.

"Let's go, let's go back to each room, three of us."

"Hi!" The members are not dissatisfied. Such a hotel, for 40,000 a day, is a rare experience for three people.

Of course the minister has the privilege. In a separate room, Pei Ziyun put down his backpack and used his cell phone to search for the situation.

At this time, sister-in-law, Naomi Hayakawa, Koto Toyama, and others have already gone to play or check the hot springs, and Pei Ziyun said that he was a bit uncomfortable and wanted to rest, so he stayed alone in the room to check relevant information.

Pei Ziyun looked at the information on the mobile phone and murmured, "Ezo people, due to intermarriage and assimilation, pure Ezo people have basically disappeared. The official population is 25,000, and the unofficial number is 200,000. But this 200,000 Anyone with Ezo bloodlines is fine. "

"And the pure-bred Ezo people are short and light-skinned. They are among the world's richest known hairs. Among them, men have thick beards and women have traces along their mouths."

"Well, this physical appearance is probably one of the reasons for the disappearance of the purebred Ezo people. No wonder the purebred Ezo people are almost invisible now." Pei Ziyun said silently in his heart.

"There is also spring bird Ji, this original Ezo myth does not exist, but if given a seal, a new title will be given. Is this an original goddess or even a combination of several deities?"

I just thought about it, just heard a ding, and there was a phone call: "Is it Yamada-kun? We are the car of Bando Honkan. Have you taken a rest?"

"I have rested for a while, I can send a car here," said Pei Ziyun, and wrote a group e-mail. After sending out the members, he got up and went out.

When I arrived at the door, I was greeted. She was a beautiful girl, bowing sweetly, "Is it Yamada-kun? Please come in!"

The interior of the extended sedan is luxurious ~ www.novelhall.com ~ There is a small refrigerator and a cigar box, but Pei Ziyun does not smoke. He only tastes the wine, not much. He looks out the window and sees the fields.

"Hokkaido's grain accounts for about a quarter of the country's output. If it was ancient, there were almost 5 million stones."

The vision in front of me was wide, and my breathing was much smoother. The car was not far from the museum, and I turned to a mountain road in ten minutes. At this time, the clouds were getting denser and lightning struck down.

Looking at the scene, Pei Ziyun frowned, and her heart was disturbed.

The accompanying girl thought that Pei Ziyun was afraid of thunder and lightning and said, "Yamada, it doesn't matter if it rains on this mountain road, it will be here in a while."

After a short while, we arrived at the destination, which is a very large place.

Pei Ziyun got out of the car and looked at it. It was full of cherry trees, but the flowers had already been thanked. The other building stood there. Just looking at it, he asked, "Is this a fort?

"You're right, this building was converted into a fort."