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9. Persimmon paint is good but hard to find

The spacious and bright Dahiroya is filled with hundreds of samurai warriors from the Yamauchi clan according to their ranks. On the main seat is Yamauchi Yoshiji, who is dressed in serious clothes, and he starts with Doctor Hosokawa Harumami who has been away from the Yamauchi for several years.

As the old man in the Bitou family, even a general like Yamauchi, can only be ranked behind, let alone other people. The young assistant of the Yise Palace is responsible for the bliss, and the outline of the meeting of this consecutive verdict meeting was recorded in the next seat.

Of course, the meeting has not started yet, because I was fighting in the street in the morning, and now Koheita and Tsunarari's uncle are both kneeling in the Ancestral Hall. This incident has spread throughout Yamauchi Fu Nakamachi. The samurai present is not squinting on the surface, but actually laughing out loud in his heart.

Yamauchi Yoshiji casually asked Harumami Hokawa who was sitting in the secondary: "My shogunate martial arts rule, and the place name owner is in the place name, and he is armed and fights in the street. How should we make a judgment?"

Hosokawa Harumi smiled and looked at Koheita: "There are two successes and failures in the noise, and you should all cut off your stomach."

Xiaopingta was immediately anxious when she heard the word "spit" and said that her little daughter would have promised me a long time ago. How could he let his big-headed son-in-law have a separatum? Isn't this a joke? Do you still want to be the father-in-law of Xiaopingta, a good young man?

"Oh? All the stomachs are cut off? Well." Yamauchi Yoshiji was actually like this, making him feel like he was going to accept this ghost legal judgment hundreds of years ago.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I did not fight with Xiaopingta, I was just a joke?" Uncle Tsuna was also anxious. He was going to be septidized when he hit his eldest nephew.

"Zaemon, do you have any questions about this judgment? Then tell me what's going on first." Yamauchi Yoshiji knocked the folding fan in his hand twice and then pointed directly at Uncle Tsunarari.

"Your Highness, I am just watching Xiaopingta get so full of fetishness recently, and urge him to get up early to exercise." After saying that, Tsunara's uncle quickly signaled Xiaopingta not to make a fool of himself, and kicked Xiaopingta with his feet.

"What are you saying about Xiaoheita?" I don't believe this kind of nonsense. I opened my eyes and told lies early in the morning. Uncle Tsunara was thick-skinned. Of course, Yoshiji Yamauchi would not think that Uncle Tsunara was really urging Kohita to run.

"I borrowed 1,000 taels of gold from my uncle, and I spent all of it in three days, so this morning happened." Xiaopingta thought it would be better to tell the truth.

When he heard the number of 1,000 taels of gold, the full samurai exploded. The money was a huge sum, but it was spent in three days by Xiaopingta. Xiaopingta made great money, and the money was really great.

"Nonsense! Even if you go to Doctor Qiuruo (Kabuki) every day, it only takes five guan to write a day, and 1,000 taels of gold is enough for you to go there for half a year. How could it cost so much in three days!" Yamauchi Yoshiji himself probably did not spend 1,000 taels of gold in three days. According to him, he went to prostitution every day, and the top courtesans only had 150 taels of gold in one month.

In this era, there is no poisonous thing except the Wushisan. If you eat it, it would not cost a fish spear from the sea to the mountain. What's more, no one eats fish spear every day, so it's impossible to eat dragon liver phoenix gallbladder.
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