"Huh?" Qingden raised his eyebrows, and then while sending a puzzled glance at the tea house owner in front of him, he asked, "That person is coming over? What do you mean? Who is coming over?"

At this time, Tianzhangyuan and others who happened to be walking next to Qingteng all heard the incomprehensible words of the teahouse owner just now, so they cooperated with Qingtou and looked at the teahouse owner in confusion.

The tea house owner sighed heavily, and then said quickly in an anxious tone:

"Master Samurai, you don't know. This group of Confucian scholars actually made an appointment with a very troublesome person at today's gathering. That person is Itakura, who has a huge fortune and a very powerful family behind him.

Hirahiko!”

Itakura Hirahiko - Hearing this name, Qingto was startled for a moment, and then quickly recalled who this person was.

"Master Samurai, do you know who Itakura Hirahiko is?" the teahouse owner asked.

Qingden nodded: "I know. He is the second son of Itakura Katsutora, who is one of the most powerful people in the world today. He started the textile business by relying on his family's power."

Of course Aoshito knew who Itakura Hirahiko was, there was no way he didn't know who this person was.

After all, less than half an hour ago, Miss Teshiro introduced who Itakura Hirahiko was to Ayoto, Tenshoin and his party in great detail.

Seeing Aoto nod, the tea house owner let out a sigh of relief as he saved his pen and explained to Aoto and others who itakura Hirahiko was.

"It's good that you know who Itakura Hirahiko is. Now that you know who this person is, don't wait any longer and hurry up and leave here!"

"This group of Confucian scholars are all friends of Itakura Hirahiko, and they have a close relationship with Itakura Hirahiko."

"If you treat these Confucian scholars like this, Itakura Hirahiko will never let it go."

Faced with the tea house owner's earnest persuasion, Tokugawa Iemo was not only unmoved, but instead of following the tea house owner's suggestion, he quickly ran away with oil on his feet. Instead, he asked with interest:

"Boss, how do you know that Itakura Hirahiko is coming here?"

"Master Samurai, this... well, now is not the time to ask such a question."

Although he showed an expression of distress and annoyance, the tea house owner still patiently replied quickly and concisely:

"This group of Confucian scholars are regular customers of my shop. They and Itakura Hirahiko often go to my shop to drink tea and eat snacks together."

"Before you came to my store, Hirose...ah, it was one of these Confucian scholars who came to me and told me: Itakura Hirahiko will be attending the banquet later, so I knew about Itakura

Hirahiko will be here in a moment."

"Master Samurai, That Itakura Hirahiko is notoriously difficult to deal with. While he is..."

Before the tea house owner finished speaking, he suddenly heard a whirring sound from the crowd in front of Qingto and others:

"Hmm? Why do so many people gather here? Did something interesting happen?"

This was a middle-aged male voice full of glib tone. The moment he heard this middle-aged male voice, the tea house owner's face turned pale and he muttered:

"It's over, it's over...he's here..."

…

…

Push the time forward a little -

"Okino-kun, how are you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay... my shoulder hurts... but it's not broken, it's nothing serious..."

"Hiss... my waist...! Okino-kun, Yuki-kun, give me a hand!"

Several Confucian scholars who were not unconscious on the spot and still had certain mobility were gathered together in twos and threes like a bunch of homeless dogs licking each other's wounds.

At this moment, their faces no longer had the scolding Fang Qiu and high-spirited look they had when they were giving instructions in the teahouse; they no longer asked Qingdeng to "go outside" and wanted to teach Qingdeng a lesson directly.

Arrogant and arrogant.

One by one, they looked like mourning concubines, with slumped faces and gloomy expressions as if black water would drip out at any moment.

In fact, if there is a crack nearby, then these rotten scholars really want to get in now and never see anyone again.

It's so embarrassing.

What a shame!

After fighting in both literary and martial arts, Qingdeng unilaterally suppressed and beat him up... Such a result was really embarrassing and he lost all his face.

At this time, a certain Confucian scholar suggested:

"I, let's get out of here quickly..."

As soon as he made this suggestion, he immediately got many people's nods.

The atmosphere lingering behind them and the mocking glances cast towards them by the onlookers around them all made them feel that they were burning inside and their hearts were filled with thousands of arrows.

Even for a second, they wanted to leave this sad place as soon as possible.

But at this moment, a bald Confucian scholar who had lost most of his hair suddenly gritted his teeth and said:

"No! We can't leave like this! If we just run away with our tail between our legs, would you be willing to do so?"

The Confucian scholar who just suggested "escape quickly" lowered his head and said slowly and hoarsely:

"Kirota-kun, how could we be willing to run away in such a hurry after being bullied like this? But what can we do if we don't leave this place?"

There is an obvious implication hidden in the words of this Confucian scholar - in a literary and martial arts competition, none of us are the opponent of the man in the bamboo hat, what can we do to him?

"I admit, we...are indeed no match for that beast in a hat." The bald man gritted his teeth again, "But, have you forgotten? There is one person who has not yet arrived at the party I am waiting for today.

Seat!"

As soon as the bald man said these words, the eyes of everyone around him lit up.

Immediately afterwards, they were heard speaking in harmony one by one:

"Yes, we forgot about it... We can go ask Itakura-sama for help!"

"Yes! Let's ask Mr. Itakura to vent this bad breath for us!"

"With Lord Itakura's intervention, let's see how arrogant this beast dares to humiliate us!"

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

At this moment, in the crowd not far from them, the greasy middle-aged male voice sounded: "Huh? Why are so many people gathered here? Is something interesting happening?"

…

…

Qingdeng Xunsheng raised his sight - a mountain of meat came into view.

A physical meat mountain.

A very fat middle-aged man, protected by four capable warriors with cold expressions, squeezed through the crowd bit by bit, moved inch by inch, and walked into a place surrounded by onlookers... that is

The open space where Qingdeng and others are currently located.

I saw this big fat man, about forty or fifty years old, wearing gorgeous and exquisite clothes.

Even a layman like Qing Deng, who didn't know anything about the clothing industry, could tell at a glance that this person's outfit was definitely not affordable for ordinary families.

This luxurious dress seemed to be stuffed with three basketballs in the huge belly, which was fully bulging.

From the chin to the collarbone, there were at least seven layers of flesh stacked up in this area - this was the first time Qingdeng had seen a person with so many layers of chin.

Judging from the shape of his facial features, this big fat man should not be ugly, but his extremely high "body fat content" has stretched his entire face, and his facial features have been elongated, making his face look particularly bloated.

ferocious.

To be able to maintain such a body shape in the feudal era when supplies were scarce... I have to say, this is considered a skill.

She has an extremely rich figure; she is closely protected by four warriors who look like bodyguards; she walks with a swagger, and looks arrogant like the boss of the world...

Even without the introduction of others, Qingto could instantly recognize him - this person should be the top official's son and unscrupulous capitalist mentioned by the teahouse owner and Teshiro: Hirahiko Itakura.

There were too many people blocking him. Seeing this, Itakura Hirahiko ordered in a very rude tone:

"Hey! Give way! Make way! Let me pass!"

Seeing Itakura Hirahiko's demeanor, everyone knew that this person was definitely not someone to be trifled with, so they did not dare to disobey and quickly separated to the left and right, leaving a path for Itakura Hirahiko with his huge body to follow him.

The main road used by bodyguards.

Itakura Hirahiko walked unceremoniously on the path that everyone had given way to, and walked five steps in front of Aomori and others.

"Hmm? Hirose-kun?" Itakura Hirahiko looked at the confused and embarrassed Confucian scholars with a shocked face, "Why are you looking like this? What happened?"

"Itakura-sama!"

"Lord Itakura! You are finally here!"

"Itakura-sama! You came just in time!"

The Confucian scholars who are still able to move now are all like domestic animals who heard the dinner bell, one by one "adult", swarming towards Itakura Hirahiko.

Looking at the group of Confucian scholars who were flocking to Itakura Hirahiko and complaining to him in all kinds of ways, Qingden frowned involuntarily.

It’s not because I feel uneasy about Confucian scholars’ behavior of “looking for their parents”.

It was because of how quickly the Confucian scholars changed their faces... Qingdeng, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

It is already difficult to use specific words to describe the posture and appearance of this group of so-called "disciples of the Holy Sect" at this time.

One by one, when these Confucian scholars stand in front of Itakura Hirahiko, their waists will bend with humility... No! Correction, they cannot bear the word "humble"!

It's just humble.

Their waists all bent in a humble arc in front of Itakura Hirahiko.

In addition to their waists, their eyes are also humble.

If you observe carefully, you can see a flattering look in their eyes that is reminiscent of a "begging dog".

At this moment, Qingnobu suddenly remembered what Miss Teshiro had said about Itakura Hirahiko and these Confucian scholars when she introduced to them who Heihiko Itakura was just now:
To be continued...