Chapter 24 first quarter

The rainy season is over, and the footsteps of summer quietly come to Edo Town. The boundless blue sky reminded Shengnosuke of the clear summer sky in the feudal kingdom.Compared with Edo Town, everything is much smaller. In the simple hometown, the sky looks so high all year round. "Brother Sheng, your feudal kingdom shouldn't be that far away, so far away that even the height of the sky is different from here." Jibei smiled and said, if there is a difference, it is indeed different. Under the clear summer sky, Shengzhisuke will report to Wada House regularly. People around me have different opinions on this matter.Sheng Zhisuke thought it was a "regular report", but that's not what Shengbundang's Liusuke and Wubu teacher said.They said that Sheng Zhisuke was "nested in the Wada house all day long".

How ugly it is to say that.Shengzhisuke didn't run to Wadaya with ulterior motives.He was entrusted by Hexiang to teach her how to make paintings. The kidnapping incident at Mikawaya on the loan end came to an end, and Shinosuke brought Kazuka to visit Kawaugi again.In order to send the drawing of the Sichuan fan to Lizhi.Li Zhi clapped her hands and was very happy, and He Xiang's eyes lit up as well, it was the first time she had seen this kind of thing.The two wrapped up their corsets on the spot, brought Jin Jie and A Mu together, and assembled three paintings, having fun, and He Xiang was deeply fascinated by it.

"I want to try to write the ki-e of our house. If I can learn it successfully, I want to send it to Mr. Jihei as the ki-e of Murataya. Mr. Furuhashi, can you teach me?" For this reason, she gave Sheng Zhisuke a guidance fee.For Shengzhisuke, this is a dignified job and a business.In fact, he negotiated the matter with Wada House as the undertaker of Murata House.Jinta, who served as the guardian of Hexiang, also spoke a lot on his behalf.Otherwise, as a ronin who lives in a longhouse, he would come to find the daughter of Hetianya every day, so the master would not agree. As for the proprietress of Wadaya, that is, Hexiang's mother, Shengzhisuke only greeted her once.Because he would listen to Kazuka confide in Aji when he was in Chuanshan, so Shengzhisuke thought to himself when he saw the proprietress...

——Oh, she is Hexiang's mother. Not knowing whether to say timidity or precaution, Shengzhisuke was a little nervous, but the other party had no idea that he had such thoughts.They saluted each other respectfully and greeted each other.The proprietress said that the business of Murata House is booming, which is gratifying. She looks a lot like Kazuya.The eyes are exactly the same.After the proprietress left, Shengzhisuke mentioned this to Hexiang, but Hexiang put on a face and scolded: "I don't hang myself from the corner of my eye like my mother!" It seemed that when it came to talking about her mother, she couldn't be frank, or she just had to be very candid to be reconciled.

Although he is an instructor, Sheng Zhisuke wants to wander around Wada House to observe the layout of the mansion. After all, it is still inappropriate, and the investigation will be handled by Hexiang.However, when he was about to draw the design drawing based on the content of Hexiang's painting, the two parties disagreed.Wada House is a two-storey building, but when comparing the number of tatami mats with the content of Waka paintings, it is found that the space on the second floor is larger than that on the first floor.After comparing the problems one by one, I learned that the number of tsubos in the wooden room and the soil room was converted into the number of tatami mats.

The way the corridors connect to the rooms is also odd, and the placement of the windows is even odder.Just asking Hexiang couldn't find out why, so he asked Jinta to lead the way to the scene, only to find that the content of Hexiang's painting was far from the actual construction.When he pointed it out to her— "Eh? Eh? Eh?" He Xiang's face was flushed, and beads of sweat were protruding, not all because of the hot weather. "That's weird...it's obviously my home." This is the house she is used to living in, and those walls, corridors, windows and stairs are also familiar to her, she is very familiar with it.But that is just living in it, using the body to get acquainted with all these things, without measuring the quantity and size one by one, and possessing this knowledge in the mind.Therefore, there will be deviations if you want to formally draw it as a design drawing.

What is intriguing is that Hexiang, who stays at home all day long and stays at home, is quite accurate in drawing the storefront and interior structure of Wadaya.Because she usually has no impression of this, she can only confirm it with others, but it is correct.Jindo secretly told Shengzhisuke that this lady, who is usually locked in a boudoir, suddenly came to the store and asked us how wide the door of Wada House is, how many rooms are used for hospitality, how they are connected, and where to enter the room. The boys were all taken aback, and it was a very funny scene. People see things with their physical eyes, but to retain what they see, they have to use their heart.People live in the world, they keep what they see with their eyes in their hearts, and the soul grows through it.The heart also knows how to observe things more and more.Although the eyes can only see things, the heart can interpret what it sees.Sometimes the inner interpretation even differs from what the eyes see.

When chatting with Hexiang about this matter, Shengzhisuke remembered the conversation he had with Mr. Igaki, the acting secretary, at the banquet of the flower viewing party. At that time, Shengzhisuke asked him, if someone could completely imitate other people's handwriting, even the imitated party could not distinguish the authenticity, what kind of person would that be?As a result, the old man answered him: ——This person should be able to change his eyes to match the person he wants to imitate the handwriting. At that time, Shengzhisuke felt quite reasonable.But to be precise, it should not be changing the eyes, but the eyes in the heart.It is necessary to cooperate with the imitated to change the heart.

He Xiang Wenshu said: "If you want to change, you have to give your heart to the other party first." Shengzhisuke murmured to himself while thinking about it. "If it weren't for this, the imitator would have two different hearts for a while." "That's right." So the wording had to be changed.It's not about changing your heart, it's about changing your state of mind in line with the person you're imitating, isn't it? "Mr. Furuhashi, has anyone ever asked you to copy someone else's handwriting?" Kazuka seemed to be using her own thoughts to think about the meaning of Shengzhisuke's whisper.

"Actually, I've seen such stunts before." Can't tell the truth.He decided to just give the outline. "The person involved doesn't remember writing such a thing at all, but the documents in front of him look like his handwriting no matter what." Hexiang blinked. "The person concerned really has no impression at all?" "Yes, not at all." "But the handwriting is exactly the same?" "That's right." Mr. Guqiao——Hexiang's expression turned serious. "Maybe the person involved is lying." Sheng Zhisuke was taken aback. "No, he doesn't look like a liar."

"Really? But Mr. Furuhashi, you are a bit of a good person." "It's not just the person who said that. Even the people around think it's my father's handwriting..." Sheng Zhisuke slipped his tongue for a while.Hexiang's eyes widened.Sheng Zhisuke lowered his head in a cold sweat.The two were separated by the design sketch, relatively silent.The silence turned into an invisible cloth, tightly wrapping the two of them.Instead of keeping silent in such embarrassment, it is better to tell her frankly about my father Furuhashi Zong's left and right guards. "Mr. Guqiao..." He Xiang spoke first, trying to lift the cloth of silence.Sweat beaded on her forehead.During the painting instruction, Kazuka took off her hood from the beginning and faced Shengnosuke with her original face. "After mentioning this, I realized that you haven't seen my handwriting carefully yet." I'll write it to you, please wait a moment—— He Xiang said, and hurried out of the room.Sheng Zhisuke stayed alone in the room, taking a deep breath. Soon, He Xiang returned. If she said that she was only going to get what she had written, it would have been too long.She is holding a book to her chest. "Among the books I borrowed from Murata House, this is the one I admire the most recently. So I also copied one myself." Sheng Zhisuke took it and took a look, and it turned out to be "Genger Diary Notes" written by a Chinese scholar. "Oh..." This is not like a book that ordinary business ladies can read easily and feel "appreciative" in their hearts. "Miss Hexiang likes "Genger Diary", right?" "Yes, I have transcribed "Leveler Diary". After reading this book, I found that it is different from my interpretation, so I like it even more." Then I'll read it—Sheng Zhisuke turned the page, and Kazuka's handwriting appeared vividly on the paper. "Miss Hexiang has benefited a lot from this book." "Yes, my eyes were opened." "It must be very happy." "You can see that?" Sheng Zhisuke nodded with a smile. "Your words can laugh." "Words can laugh?" "I can smile, I can get angry, and I can pretend." The words are like the person.The same is true of manuscripts. "The same is true for this "Genger Diary Annotation". When reading the manuscript of the Chinese scholar and the manuscript of Miss Hexiang, the reading experience should be different. Of course, the meaning of the text has not changed, but with the different handwriting, the feeling is also different." This is similar to the slight difference in expression when the same person faces different places and different objects. He Xiang's expression brightened immediately. "In other words, books are alive." "That's right, that's right." The two who enjoyed it laughed happily, and then suddenly felt embarrassed.Kazuka's cheeks flushed red, so the red spot was not so conspicuous. An hour later, Shengzhisuke left Wadaya.Instead of going back to the Fukan longhouse, he went to the Murata house. As he walked, his sense of happiness gradually receded, and he became puzzled—many things seemed to happen by chance. You have to ask Zhibingwei for anything.Last time at the flower viewing banquet at Kanoya, Shengzhisuke asked Jihei to publicize it on his behalf. If you know a scribe who has the unique skill of completely imitating other people's handwriting, please introduce him. After that, he didn't ask about it again. "Hey, Brother Sheng, didn't you go to Hetian House today?" Just say that suddenly.The old man Broom San also looked like he had a mocking smile on his face, did he think too much? "I just came from there." Facing Shinosuke who shrank his neck, Jihei didn't pay special attention.Now that the Mikawa House incident has ended, he will not be as disturbed as before when he recalls his dead wife.He sorted out his thoughts, sent his heartache back to the original corner of his heart, and locked it again.A pair of big eyes under Tanqiu's eyebrows rolled, and his voice was very loud. Shengzhisuke sat next to the tent and said what he wanted. "Mr. Jihei, you haven't forgotten, have you?" Jihei's charcoal eyebrows raised. "Oh, if that's what you're referring to, I've already advertised it around." "Is there an echo?" "I don't know if it should be counted as yes or no." Despite a wry smile on his face, Jihei's smile was still soft. "Brother Sheng, when it comes to imitating other people's handwriting, as long as you have the heart, most of the scribes can do it. Because they can write well and can use various methods to write." So there is no need to look for such a person everywhere, find a capable secretary, and just tell him to do so. "You want to make a copy that retains the charm of the original book. This is an ingenious idea, but there is no need to do so, right? Many people still laugh at me, saying that the owner of Murata House is really persistent in such weird things." That's it - Sheng Zhisuke pursed his lips tightly.Seeing his expression, Jihei gave a surprised look. "Hearing other people say that, I just said a few words casually, and didn't take it to heart. However, judging by your expression at this time, what you want is not just to imitate other people's handwriting, but to imitate it so that it is almost unreal, that is, to make a fake your stunt?" "Yes, as you said." "Maybe I'm just guessing. If someone possesses such a unique skill, it shouldn't be used for trivial things like copying copies, but it will be used to plot evil." In fact, there are indeed people who are plotting wrongdoing. "Mr. Jihei, you asked around about this matter, did Kanoya say something to you?" "What will they say to me?" "Did someone ask you why you want to find such a scribe?" Jihei blinked. "Why is Kanoya asking that? They're a pottery store." Didn't Kanoya take action? This is what Shigehide Sakazaki thinks—it should be that Namonochi designed and framed Furuhashi Zongzaemon in order to let the black hand behind the scenes see the power of forgery documents while triggering the power grab in the store. Dongtani thinks that the mysterious scribe is in Edo.It is not easy to hide this stunt in the small Dagen Fan, and people outside the Fan who possess this stunt will also attract attention.What's more, this person from outside the fan has secretly communicated with the important officials in the fan (or it is necessary to do so). Thinking of this, it is even more impossible for this person to be in the Daogen fan. However, even if this person lives in Edo, the mastermind behind the troubles should have channels to communicate with the mysterious agent.There should be a middleman in the communication between the two parties.Kanoya should be the middleman. If there is a business relationship with Minami, Kanoya, which is doing business well in Edo, should have this ability. Could it be that they have found the wrong target?Or did Kanoya ignore Jibei's propaganda, and didn't ask him why he was looking for a substitute with such a unique skill, but because he didn't think deeply about the meaning behind Jibei's words?Or after thinking about it, they thought that Jibingwei was spreading his words and acting suspiciously, but they were still careful and decided to put it aside for the time being? Mere guesswork won't work. "Sometimes this kind of thing spreads on its own, and there will be an echo when everyone forgets. You just wait a little longer." Although Jihei said so, Shinosuke couldn't wait patiently.With the name "Furuhashi Shengnosuke", Nagahori Jingoro kept looking around in Edo City, and almost broke his leg when he got there.Maybe Shengzhisuke should do this. ——Let’s ask Igaki-san for help. Taking that old gentleman as the beginning, I traced through the contacts of the scribes in the same industry one by one, just like playing checkers, starting a carpet search from this surrogate to another scribe.Instead of sitting and waiting, take action now.But Sheng Zhisuke still has problems to face, he has to make money to live.He took on a new job from Murata House.He returned to the longhouse with his bundle in his hands, and as soon as he passed through the wooden door, Axiu called him. "Mr. Sheng, you're back." She grabbed Sheng Zhisuke's sleeve, walked through the wooden door, and pulled him back. "Let me ask you, are you going to Hetian House to look for that young lady like today?" A Xiu contracted the work of laundering sheets to Hetian House.She is familiar with Jinda, and has heard about Shengzhisuke and Hexiang a long time ago. "I heard that you are that lady's calligraphy teacher, right? Mr. Sheng is very good at teaching, and that lady must be very happy." Axiu spoke praises, but her eyes were evasive. "I'm talking about Mr. Sheng." Axiu whispered in Shengzhisuke's ear. "Ah Jin has been crying a lot recently, but don't worry about it. Just let her go at this time. Just pretend you didn't see it." Although he didn't know what was going on, Sheng Zhisuke managed to regain his strength, and it seemed that something happened to him again.