This move by the freckled face can be said to be a response to a hundred calls.

For a time, the angry Confucian scholars shouted:

"Yes! That's right! Come outside with us!"

"Damn it! Let's see if we don't teach you a lesson!"

"You beast! How dare you humiliate us like this! If I don't teach you a lesson, it's really hard to understand the hatred in our hearts!"

The situation that was instantly out of control caused people around him to show completely different expressions and reactions.

A panicked color appeared in some cheeks.

Some of them were watching the excitement without taking it too seriously. Their eyes flashed with excitement and excitement, as if they wanted to stand up immediately, applaud and cheer, shouting: Quick! Fight! Fight!

Teshiro-san and the tea house owner naturally belong to the former group.

After all, this is their store, regardless of whether they will damage the things in the store, it will have a great impact on their store's business, but it is certain.

"That, that! Guest officers!" He put his hands around his lips, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Please calm down! Please calm down! Don't fight! Don't fight!"

Ms. Teshiro is doing everything she can to quell the violent comments.

However, as soon as her anxious cry was uttered, it was instantly drowned out by the howls of ghosts and wolves from the Confucian scholars, without even a splash of water splashing out.

The Confucian scholars didn't even look at Miss Teshiro. All they could see at this moment was Qingto who just wanted to "insult" them.

There is only one thought left in their minds: revenge! If they do not avenge this humiliation, it will really be an insult to the name of a warrior! It will be an insult to the body of a Confucian scholar!

Looking at the group of corrupt people in front of him with their teeth and claws bared and their faces ferocious, as if they wanted to eat him alive, Qingdeng couldn't help but secretly feel funny and thought to himself:

——Fights and fires are the flowers of Edo... This proverb does not deceive me!

This sentence is a famous proverb from the Edo period, which means that fights and fires were the two most common sights in Edo.

Edo was a city prone to fires - this is a good explanation.

The population density of Edo was extremely high, and common people, who accounted for the vast majority of the population, lived in town areas that accounted for less than 20% of the total area of ​​Edo.

Ultra-high population density leads to ultra-high building density.

Ancient Japanese buildings and furniture happened to be made of wood and paper, so they were extremely easy to catch fire.

When a fire breaks out, several houses or even entire blocks are often burned to the ground, and most of the city is burned to the ground.

As for the frequent fights in Edo...there are two main reasons for this.

On the one hand, due to the influence of the "participation transfer" system, a large number of foreigners from various other vassal states flocked to Edo on a large scale every year.

These foreigners who poured into Edo were generally quite different from the Edo people in terms of culture and customs.

The feudal lords in remote areas such as Satsuma and Matsumae were not only very different from the Edo people in terms of culture and customs, but they even couldn't speak the same language.

To the people of Edo, there is no difference between the local dialects such as Satsuma dialect and Matsumae dialect and the languages ​​spoken in overseas countries such as English and French. They are all the words of birds that cannot be understood.

If each other's cultures, customs, and lifestyles are incompatible with each other, conflicts will naturally arise.

Arguments between Edo residents and strangers on the streets were a common sight in Edo.

As for the other reason, it is the local customs of Edo that are at work.

Edo people are famous for being face-saving, greedy for vanity, and caring about face rather than life.

Disputes caused by jealousy, jealousy of talents, and ability were common in the streets and alleys of Edo.

Even the smallest trivial matter can become the trigger for a fight between the two parties.

Under the pollution of the distorted bushido reformed by the Edo shogunate, the samurai community generally regarded the so-called honor above all else.

Confucianism, which was influenced by the Neo-Confucianism of the Song and Ming dynasties, which was created by Zhu Xi and other nobles, happens to advocate "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires" and "starving to death is a small matter, but being dishonest is a big deal."

Edo people + samurai + scholars... these rotten scholars in front of Ayoto are almost full of buffs!

If these idiots could still remain calm, collect their breath, and start a verbal debate with him calmly without resorting to violence...

Qingdeng would be surprised!

Judging from the current situation, the anger of these rotten scholars has really been completely ignited.

Even though they were reluctant to accept it, Qingdeng's comments to them just now were indeed to the point!

They are just jealous and afraid.

Jealousy: Tachibana Aoden, who is soaring through the ranks, is able to be reused by the shogunate even though he clearly doesn't understand the sage's teachings, and beats Rintaro.

He was afraid that the shogunate would no longer pay attention to Confucian scholars, and the sage books he had read so many years would become useless paper that could no longer help them embark on their official career.

This jealousy, this fear, is the most fundamental reason why they are hostile to successful people such as Ayoto and resent the shogunate for "burying talents".

The corrupt scholars were so shocked by Qing Deng's words that their defenses were broken... their emotions completely collapsed, and they were so angry that they couldn't help but break their defenses.

This feeling of grief and indignation as deep as the sea cannot be calmed down by a few indifferent words.

Qingdeng saw this and let out a long breath silently.

——Today’s private interviews on Weibo are really unexpected...

At this time, Qingdeng suddenly heard Tianzhangyuan's voice coming from behind.

"Sheng Qing!"

Qingdeng turned his head and looked back. Tianzhangyuan, with a slight smile on his cheek, looked at him with calm eyes.

"Do you need me to send Sae and Yae to help you?"

Qingdeng laughed dumbly:

"No need. Just order a few new cups of tea and new snacks, eat and drink on the side, and watch silently."

After saying that, Qingdeng turned his gaze back to the front, looked into the eyes of the freckled face, and said:

"Come on, let's go outside."

Qingden held the low-rimmed bamboo hat on his head and took the lead in striding outside the tea house.

Just as he was about to pass through the shop door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around to face Miss Teshiro.

"I'm sorry, Miss Teshiro, the commotion we will make later may affect your shop's business. A small compensation is not respectful."

Qingdeng reached into his arms, took out a small gold medal, threw it to Miss Teshiro, and then turned around and left the tea house without looking back.

As soon as the group of people left the teahouse, they immediately attracted a lot of confused looks.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are those people so murderous?"

"I don't know...Looking at this posture, these two waves of people seem to be preparing to fight?"

"Fighting? Hoho! I didn't expect that there would be such a good show to watch on the first day of the New Year! Let's go and join in the fun!"

"Hey...! Hey, hey, hey, aren't the numbers of these two waves quite different?"

"Tsk! Is that samurai wearing a hat planning to fight 14 people with one person? Isn't this too brave? Does he think he is Nioh Tachibana Aoden?"

In the blink of an eye, Qingden and the Confucian scholars were surrounded by people from three levels inside and three outside.

In the blink of an eye, the street where Aoto and others were sitting was crowded with passers-by who came to watch the excitement, as well as Tokugawa Iemo and his party who came out of the tea house.

"Boy!" The freckled face said "Zeng" and drew the sword in his hand, "Send your name! I can't wait to fight against the unknown!"

"You are not qualified enough for me to give my name."

While saying this, Qingden opened the sheath of the knife on his waist, relaxed his arms, stepped firmly on his heels, and breathed evenly - just looking at the corrupt scholars who were even more annoyed by what he just said.

"Okay!" The freckled face turned red and he gritted his teeth, "In that case, let's take the move!"

Once upon a time...

The sonorous sound of drawing a sword resounded throughout this small street.

The 14 Confucian scholars who all drew their swords spread out to create enough space that would not hinder each other's movements, and surrounded Qingdeng in a fan-shaped formation.

Although the Confucian scholars all drew their swords, it was as if they had agreed in advance. No one held the sword upright. They all turned the sword in their hands and pointed the back of the sword towards Qingdeng.

It can be seen that they have not completely lost their rationality and know that a fight is a fight, but injuring someone and killing someone are two completely different things.

If it's the former, they are overwhelmed by a mountain of government affairs every day, and most of them don't want to offend the ministers' descendants too much. There is a high probability that the major issues will be reduced to trivial matters.

But if it's the latter...then the trouble will be big.

Although the Confucian scholars did not know Aoshito's true identity, based on Aoshino's traveler's attire, they guessed which vassal country or other shogunate territory Aoshino should have come from. He was definitely not a bandit who didn't care if he died.

Ronin.

Killing a legitimate and serious samurai... if you commit such an incident, you may be stripped of your samurai title and demoted to a commoner.

This is an unbearable pain for these arrogant and arrogant corrupt people.

Therefore, even though they were already angry, these rotten scholars still maintained the most basic restraint.

The rotten scholars had already drawn their swords and were ready for battle; Qingdeng still maintained his natural standing posture. The confrontation between the two sides at one end of the street made the air at the scene seem to have been humidified and aggravated.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, making many people at the scene feel out of breath and finding it difficult to breathe.

"Hey, what is that man doing? Why hasn't he drawn his sword yet? Why do he keep standing like this?"
To be continued...