Kanazawa Chusuke leaned on crutches and jumped towards the center of the village, while continuing to shout without looking back:

"I'll take you to where you live!"

Kanazawa Qin glanced in the direction of Kanazawa Chusuke, with a trace of hesitation on her face.

Qingden thought Kanazawa Qin was still struggling with the conflict that had just broken out between the siblings, so he quickly smiled and said:

"Miss Kanazawa, go quickly. It's late at night now. Go and rest early. Don't be angry with Kanazawa-kun anymore. Your brother spoke so harshly because he was worried about something happening to you."

"..." Kanazawa Qin silently gave Qingteng a long, unpredictable look in his eyes.

After a while, she gently pecked her head - this light movement was completely inconsistent with her slender figure of 1.7 meters.

"Well...I understand...Mr. Tachibana, goodbye."

"Yeah. See you later." Qingdeng nodded.

Kanazawa Qin folded her hands in front of her body, bent her waist, gave a graceful feminine salute to Aoden, then turned around and chased after Kanazawa Tadatsuki.

…

Qingdeng, who had experienced a battle of "falling into two levels in a row" during the day, was actually very sleepy for a long time.

Therefore, not long after the turmoil between the Kanazawa brothers and sisters ended, Qingden said goodbye to my grandson and prepared to go back to the camp to sleep.

"Aha……"

While Qingdeng yawned vigorously, he turned onto a dim village road with ease - at this moment, a series of quarrels sounded from not far away, attracting Qingdeng's attention.

"What?! Say it again!"

"Huh? What? From the Third Division, did I say something wrong!?"

Division 3 - Hearing this word that was closely related to the person he was engraved in, Qingdeng couldn't help but be startled.

"what happened……"

Qingden frowned, muttered, and walked quickly in the direction from which the quarrel came.

After a while, Qingdeng found two groups of soldiers confronting each other and quarreling between the thatched houses of two villagers.

The two groups of soldiers were of equal size, with three people on each side. One group happened to have its back to Qingdeng, while the other group was facing Qingdeng directly.

The party with their back to Qingdeng could not see their faces, so they did not comment.

But the side facing Qingdeng... is worth talking about in detail - Qingdeng felt that their faces looked familiar.

He lowered his eyelids slightly and looked carefully... Hey, isn't this a member of my third division?

Qingteng checked carefully and repeatedly - there was no mistake. Qingteng had already memorized the faces and names of all the members of the Third Division. The three people facing him were indeed his subordinates.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Ah! Tachibana-sama!"

"It's Tachibana-sama! Tachibana-sama is here!"

Qingdeng's appearance caused the two groups of people to have completely different reactions.

The three members of the Third Division looked happy as if they had seen a savior.

As for the three soldiers who didn't know which division they belonged to, their faces turned pale, and they looked like children who got into trouble and were caught by their parents in a panic.

"Which squad do you three belong to?"

"Tachibana, Mr. Tachibana, we are from the fourth team..."

"Team 4?"

——Mizushima-kun’s troops...

After quickly running through Mizushima Rensaburo's always serious and stern face in his mind, Aomori then asked:

"Answer my question - what were you arguing about just now? I can hear your arguing from a long distance away."

In order to prevent the situation where "everyone speaks at the same time and everyone's voice blends into a bunch of jittery noise", Qingdeng specially asked to take turns to speak. When any one person speaks, the others are not allowed to interrupt.

Soon, Qingdeng figured out the whole story——

When his men returned to the camp, they suddenly encountered the three soldiers of the Fourth Division on this narrow village road.

The road is very narrow and it is impossible for 6 people to pass through it at the same time. One party can only give way to let the other party pass first.

This was just a trivial matter, but what a coincidence... Both sides felt that giving way to the other would be detrimental to the honor of the warriors.

This is also a common problem among many samurai - they have a pathological obsession with the issue of "should they give way to others?" They feel that actively giving way to others would be detrimental to the so-called glory of the samurai.

Because the other party refused to give way, they quarreled, fought, and even directly killed someone with a knife - this was one of the most common cases in Edo.

Ever since...the dispute broke out.

The quarrel between the two parties became more and more fierce. The level of the quarrel soon rose to a "personal attack".

The members of the Fourth Division angrily shouted at Qingdeng’s subordinates:

"You guys from the third division, why are you so arrogant? Doesn't your team just rely on a 'Nioh' to prop up its appearance? Every time a Nioh faces a battle, he will take the lead bravely. Within only one month after taking office, he has already made a contribution that will not be rewarded.

.What about you? Why have I only heard about 'Nio's meritorious service' in recent days, but not about the achievements of other members of the Third Division?"

Being pointed at their noses, scolded, and humiliated to this extent, Qingdeng's subordinates were furious, but they could not come up with words that were convincing enough to refute them...

Although the other party's words sounded unpleasant, they were not wrong...

Qingnobo has made a name for himself with his outstanding personal abilities since he got off the bus. Every mission involving the third division, ranging from the eradication of the "One-Armed Party" to the recent subjugation of the Sangma people, is basically Qingnobo's personal show.

The rest of the third team had basically no chance to show off.

If Aomori is used as a reference, the rest of the third division is indeed too ordinary, too ordinary, and they look like a burden that cannot be helped.

The Third Division was divided into two distinct parts - Qingden, and the rest except Qingden.

Although what the other party said was true, it was impossible for him to swallow his breath after being ridiculed so face to face.

Qingteng's subordinates were so angry that they were gnashing their teeth, and the members of the Fourth Squadron were very proud of their wonderful speeches... Just when a more intense quarrel was about to break out, Qingteng arrived.

Qingdeng, who understood the cause and effect, turned his face expressionlessly and glanced at the three members of the Fourth Division who were standing in a line beside him obediently.

After the three people felt Qingdeng's gaze, they quickly buried their heads with guilty consciences, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and waited uneasily for Qingdeng's words.

Qingdeng did not keep them waiting for too long:

"...You are so courageous. You actually dare to use such rude remarks to criticize your colleagues."

In an instant, the faces of the three members of the Fourth Division suddenly became paler, and the cold sweat on their foreheads increased rapidly.

But in the next second - Qingdeng's next words, their emotions experienced ups and downs from hell to heaven.

"Because I have a good relationship with your captain, I will let you go this time."

"Be careful next time. Don't let me find out that you are treating your colleagues rudely again."

"Let me go. Whatever you have to do, leave it to me."

The three members of the Fourth Division looked at each other with blank expressions.

After confirming that he could really leave, he hurriedly said goodbye to Qingdeng with profuse gratitude, and then hurriedly left as if he had been granted amnesty.

However, before they had gone a few steps further, they heard Qingdeng’s shout again:

"Wait a moment!"

Their steps suddenly stopped and they turned around stiffly, thinking that Qingdeng was about to go back on his word.

"Do you think that everyone in the third division, except me, is incapable of doing anything?"

Soldiers of Division 4, you look at me, I look at you, I don’t know how to answer the question.

"Then just keep an eye on me."

Qingdeng smiled.

"Look at how awesome my subordinates, Tachibana Aoden...are going to be."

After saying that, Qingdeng waved his hand to express: "Let's go quickly."

The soldiers of Division 4 who had regained their freedom ran away without thinking too much, not even looking at Qingden who suddenly made a bold statement.

In just a blink of an eye, their figures disappeared without a trace within Qingdeng's field of vision.

"Master Tachibana..."

Qingdeng's three subordinates came over and looked gratefully at Qingdeng, who had vented his anger for them... However, as soon as they raised their grateful eyes, they saw Qingdeng's solemn face.

"It's just a matter of moving your feet, making room, and giving way to the road. What's worth arguing about? Is it honorable and dignified to get into a big quarrel over such a trivial matter?"

Qingdeng mercilessly rebuked the absurd idea that "giving way to the other party would damage your honor."

The subordinates who stood in a row in front of him, like helping children who had done something wrong, stood obediently with their hands lowered and listened to Qingdeng's reprimands without daring to express their anger.

This admonishment lasted for nearly 2 minutes before it came to an end.

"Okay, let's all go."

Under Qingdeng's wave, in just a few breaths, he was the only one left standing alone on this narrow village road.
To be continued...