Zuocun left Rensheng Village and first went to the base, but the distance was not far.

A man was waiting at the gate of the station.

Red hedgehog head, strong muscles.

This is Okada Izo's colleague and senior, the leader of several "people killing" of Tosa's King Party, Tanaka's new recruit Wei.

"Mr. Zuomura."

Although he was greeting, Tanaka recruit Wei was not in a friendly way when he looked at Zuomura.

He respects Ruishan, Wu City very much, so he naturally has great complaints about Zuo Village, which is above Ruishan, Wu City.

Zuocun didn't want to put his warm face on his cold butt, nodded lightly and walked in.

Takeshi Ruishan was browsing a piece of information from Kyoto. When he saw Zuocun with three knives, he was not surprised at all: "You are here."

"It's very urgent, I have to come." Zuocun did not sit down.

Ruishan, Takeshi, didn't say much, stood up, walked to the cabinet next to him and took out some things.

"The bag contains activity funds and a set of Western clothing. I asked the Yamanuchi lord to get it. It is said that it is also a popular style in the Western world, and the name is also very straightforward, so it is called a suit." The bag of Ruishan Takeshi should have been prepared in advance.

"Trouble." Zuocun took the bag and walked out of the room without any vagueness.

......

Zuomura was running very fast, from Kyoto to Edo, Zuomura arrived before dawn.

Zuocun found an inn and opened a room. He took off the blue-gray Wu suit he was wearing and folded it, and looked at the suit given to him by Ruishan, Wu City.

"Is this the costumes of foreigners...the structure is so strange."

Zuocun buttoned the shirt, put on the outer coat, and used a belt to pin the crane and pheasant feathers, while the sacred feathers were placed in the small pocket inside.

Zuocun is only 1.78 meters tall, not too tall, but his years of exercise make Zuocun look very tall.

Tie your hair with a rope and throw it behind your back casually.

"Although it's strange, I've abandoned some complex structures... I just feel a little uncomfortable when I move."

Zuocun was extremely uncomfortable with wearing loose Wu suits and wearing this somewhat tight suit.

"But... since you want to contact foreigners, this outfit is still necessary." Zuocun smiled, pushed open the door of his room, and walked out.

If Ruishan in Wu City just wants to find out the news, there is no need to use Zuocun at all. It is enough to send someone with a little ability.

However, Ruishan, Wu City, asked Zuocun to do this.

The meaning is self-evident.

Zuocun also understood that this was an opportunity.

Zuocun did not care about the surprise, fear and curious eyes of the people on both sides of the road. They just wore suits and two knives and came to Tozen Temple outside Edo Castle.

"There are signs of being burned... I just don't know how many people died." Zuocun looked at the burnt charred Dongchan Temple on a wall and frowned.

Zuocun put his hand in his pocket and walked slowly towards Dongchan Temple.

I haven't seen too many shogunate soldiers... Is the xenophobic sentiment so high?

He did not encounter too many obstacles, and Zuocun directly ignored the obstacles set up by the vassal soldiers and walked into Dongchan Temple.

This is a big temple and looks very prosperous.

But now Dongchan Temple is extremely chaotic, and there is still a smell of smoke and dust in the temple.

A blond man dressed not much different from Zuocun, looking at the burnt building.

"Hello?" Zuocun stood in the distance and greeted him.

The blonde man looked back subconsciously.

Then the muscles tense instantly.

A native was standing behind him in a suit with two knives on his waist.

"Who are you?" is said in English.

"Don't worry, I have no malice." Zuomura also responded in English with a smile.

"You...you can speak English?" The blonde middle-aged man was a little surprised.

"Hmm." Zuocun nodded.

"Are you a Tokugawa person? Or a sneak attacker?" the middle-aged man asked nervously.

"Not either, but don't worry, sir, I'm not here to attack." Zuocun spread his hands and signaled that he would not draw his sword.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, why did you come here?" The British man was a little overwhelmed.

Zuocun put his index finger in front of his mouth: "There are still too many people here, I hope I can... talk to you alone and talk about something good for us."

The British man weighed for a moment and asked, "Who are you representing?"

Zuocun smiled: "It only means... myself."

“… Come with me.”

......

In the messy room, the British man barely found two chairs that he could still sit on.

"If you don't talk about the purpose, you can introduce yourself first, and I will introduce myself accordingly." The British looked a little anxious, but they still couldn't lose their arrogance as a powerful country.

Zuocun didn't care: "I came with a sincere heart. My name is... Zuocun Anno, as you can see, is a samurai."

"Ordinary samurai do not know how to speak English, nor do they join the Tosa King Party." The British heard the name Ano Zuomura, and their pupils shrank slightly, pretending to be calm.

Zuomura also discovered the British's small move: "Don't worry, as I said before, even if I joined the Tosa King Party and came here by chance, I just wanted to talk to you about the matter starting from my own standpoint."

The British stared at Anno Zuocun and looked for a while.

"...My name is Noctis Hurt, the temporary spokesperson of the embassy." Noctis's voice was a little deep.

"Tell me about your purpose. If I just come to see the miserable situation of foreigners as a barbarian patriot, I will not accompany you."

Noctis gritted his teeth.

The second time, this is the second time!

He is the temporary embassy spokesperson, because the original embassy spokesperson was hacked to death yesterday and now the body is lying in another room.

The shogunate was extremely ineffective in this regard, because the people in the lower places were also shouting to expel the barbarians!

This leads to not many people willing to deal with this matter.

“My purpose is actually very simple.”

"Gun, that's all."

"That's all?" Noctis smiled angrily, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Zuocun silently took out a thick stack of money from his clothes.

Slap on the table.

Noctis looked at the money and was stunned.

"...what do you want a gun?"

"It's just... used to defend yourself." Zuocun smiled.

Noctis looked at the stack of money and swallowed.

"...How much do you need? Let me tell you in advance that my gun reserves are not much."

"Two guns, plus bullets that can be used for a period of time."

"Trade." Noctis breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took the money away.
Chapter completed!