Edo, Yamada Asemon Residence——

The Yamada Asaemon family is a very typical samurai family with "a low salary, but a side job and a comfortable life."

The official official title of the Yamada Asaemon family is "Waishoboshi", and the annual salary is more than 1,000 koku. Although the salary is not low, it is by no means high.

But because they have two major side businesses: "testing knives for others" and "selling human gallbladder pills", they make a lot of money.

When it comes to whether it has reached the level of wealth that rivals other countries, it is definitely not the case.

But when it comes to whether it is possible to achieve a fortune, it definitely is.

The wealthy Yamada Asaemon family naturally doesn't have a shabby residence in their mansion.

The courtyard of their mansion alone can accommodate at least 20 people for a banquet inside.

At this moment, in the courtyard of Yamada Asemon's residence, a tall and sturdy middle-aged man stood under a big tree.

He only wore a sword on his waist and looked at the trunk of the big tree in front of him expressionlessly.

His motionless posture seemed as if his whole body was integrated with the earth and his feet were nailed.

After a long while, he slowly spread his legs, lowered his body weight, raised his right hand, and placed it on the handle of the knife on his left waist.

Keng!

The sound of the blade being unsheathed was heard, the sword's light appeared, and an arc moon composed of the sword's light rose from the sheath.

The middle-aged man used the sword-drawing technique to slash horizontally at the big tree in front of him.

Big tree - intact.

"master."

At this time, a young voice sounded from behind the middle-aged man.

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man asked without looking back.

"Yoshi, Yoshitsune-sama...is back." Because of his excitement, the young man who came to report could not stop his voice from shaking when he spoke.

"...That's it. He...is still alive..." The middle-aged man slowly sheathed his sword, then flicked his sleeves, turned around and left the big tree.

There was a fly at the foot of where the middle-aged man was standing just now.

To be precise, it's a fly that has lost its wings.

The fly was lying on its back on the ground with its head down, its tiny feet constantly flapping, trying to turn its body over.

After the middle-aged man slowly left, two transparent wings with neat fractures finally landed beside the fly...

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Yamada Asemon's mansion, in a certain room——

Mamiya closed her eyes tightly facing the Buddhist altar in front of her and clasped her hands together.

Standing next to Mamiya, Yoshitomo, who was more than a head shorter than him, also closed his eyes tightly and clasped his hands towards the Buddhist shrine he was heading towards, just like Mamiya did.

This Buddhist niche is the Buddhist niche of the two brothers’ biological mother.

After slowly opening his eyes, Mamiya looked at the Buddhist niche in front of him and said in his heart:

——I'm sorry, mother... I haven't seen you for so long...

Looking at his mother's Buddhist shrine in front of him, past memories are rushing through Mamiya's mind like a torrent...

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"Mother!"

"Kuroro, what's wrong?"

"Mother! Why did you name my childhood name Kuro and my real name Yoshitsune?"

"Hmm? Kuro, why are you asking? Don't you like your name?"

"It's not that I don't like it...it's just that...having the same name as the famous hero from hundreds of years ago: Genkuro Yoshitsune makes me feel...a lot of pressure...just like naming a child in Tangtu

The name is Guan Yunchang..."

"Your name was actually given to you by your father. Your father hoped that you would become a hero like Minamoto Kuro Yoshitsune in the future. So he named your childhood name 'Kuro' and his real name 'Yoshikune'

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"So that's what it means... Then I feel even more pressure..."

"Hahaha, silly boy, there is no need to feel any pressure. Even if you fail to become a hero like Yoshitsune in the end, it doesn't matter. Mother, I won't care about this kind of thing."

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"Brother."

Yoshitomo's sudden voice brought Mamiya's consciousness back to reality.

"If mother sees that you are still living and healthy, she will be very happy."

Yoshitomo, who was smiling, suddenly became weird.

"Not only do I live a healthy life, I also grow taller..."

Yichao touched the top of his head.

"It would be great if I could be as tall as you, brother..."

Mamiya's height was above the average for men of this era - 165cm.

And Yoshitomo's height... is the most common height for men in this era - 157cm.

"Obviously we are brothers from the same father and mother, so why are there such a big difference in height..." Yoshitaka sighed softly, "Is it because you were always responsible for taking on the task of 'testing knives on business trips' for my father?

Your body has been fully exercised, so you are much taller than me..."

"Maybe." Mamiya smiled at his brother, who was 2 years younger than him.

"We brothers worked really well together in the past..." Yoshitaka's eyes flashed with the light of reminiscence, "You were specially responsible for taking on the task of 'traveling to test swords' for my father, and you went to various places in Japan to entrust us Yamada Asao

The people from the Men family go to test the sword."

"And I am responsible for helping my father complete the sword test task in Edo Castle full-time."

"Then every time you come back after completing the mission of 'testing swordsmanship on a business trip', you can always bring back one, or even several, newly learned skills abroad."

"Well, when it comes to this, I get angry."

"We are both brothers. Not only are they different in height, but they also have different understandings... Brother, no matter what you study, you can master it at a glance... But apart from having a little understanding of swordsmanship, I can't do anything else...

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"Why are they both brothers, so different..."

Although Yoshitomo said this, there was no trace of anger on his face, and there was only a hint of admiration and admiration in his eyes when he looked at Mamiya.

"At first, my brother was responsible for traveling abroad full-time, so it caused a lot of interesting things."

Yoshitomo then continued.

"For example: Because he rarely showed up in Edo, and tried swordsmanship in other places, he would leave immediately after trying the sword and would never stay for a long time. Therefore, from the government to the common people, many people only knew Yamada Senemon.

There is a 'Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune' in my family, but I don't know what it looks like."

"Yes." Mamiya suddenly showed an intriguing smile at this time, "Very few people recognize the appearance of Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune - now that I think about it carefully, he really helped me a lot."

"To this day, very few people can recognize that Yamada Sen'emon Yoshitsune and Mamiya Kuro are the same person. This has saved me a lot of trouble."

"Of course - this is also due to my pair of glasses."

Mamiya raised his hand and touched the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"This pair of glasses makes my eyes look a lot longer, which makes my wanted poster look far different from my original appearance."

After hearing what Mamiya said, Yoshitomo was stunned.

"Haha..." After laughing a few times, Yoshitaka said slowly, "Brother, it turns out... you are wearing these glasses just to hide your face?"

"That's not the case. It's just a secondary reason to cover my face." Mamiya said calmly, "The main reason is that my eyesight has become bad and I can't see things in the distance clearly, so I need a pair of glasses.

Correct eyesight.”

"...But despite this..." Yoshitomo's expression slowly became complicated, "When I saw your wanted notice, brother, my father and I recognized this Kuro Mamiya immediately.

It’s you, brother…”
To be continued...