Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 269: The Last Emperor of the Bakumatsu
Late at night, in the small street behind the back gate of the National University of Tokyo, a wooden van was parked beside the street.

Master Yue is not young, his white hair is neatly parted, he wears the unique white linen work clothes of ramen masters, and a black towel is tied on his forehead. He looks as if he has been dealing with ramen all his life.

"Is it closed?" Someone lifted the cover.

"Since the guests are here, we naturally can't close the shop." Master Yue put away the noodle bowl and looked up at the man who came in.

The man only wore a short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, and his exaggerated muscles were exposed. The stubble on his face was long, and it looked like he hadn't shaved for a long time.

"A bowl of pork bone ramen." He sat down and announced the name of the dish.

"Okay." Master Yue said while stirring the soup pot, his expression focused.

The boss and the diners seemed to have their own minds, and the heavy rain made a crackling sound on the shed.

A black sports car suddenly appeared at the end of the long street, gliding in the water like a black panther stalking its prey on a rainy night.

The wipers swept away the rain on the front window. When the transparent fan-shaped area appeared, Master Yue could clearly see the people in the car.

The old cowboy smiled and waved to him.

From the moment the black Maserati appeared, Master Yue's expression changed. Although he was still wearing the clothes of a ramen chef, he was as tall as standing on the top of a distant mountain.

The car door opened, and the cowboy leather boots full of wine stains stepped on the rain. The old cowboy opened an umbrella, and the rain poured down from all directions of the umbrella. He went around to the back door to open the door for a distinguished guest sitting behind.

"This guest, I have to close the shop. I'm really sorry." Master Yue said lightly.

"But... I haven't finished eating yet." The man looked at the half-bowl of noodles left with some regret.

"I have to close up even if I finish eating." Master Yue returned to the car and turned off the colored lights surrounding the sign, leaving only a lone light on the soup pot.

However, the old cowboy and another man dressed as a detective were already sitting under the shed drinking. Both of them drank cheap sake from small cups. When foreigners drank it, they looked like Japanese office workers.

"Hey, old guy." The man waved.

"Why are you talking to your master?" The old cowboy reached out and slapped the man on the head, then glared at the dull-faced boss and said carelessly, "Who is that? Stop being stunned and serve the wine!"

"First of all, let's get ten bottles of the best sake here. An old friend comes to see you. Isn't this too much to ask for?"

"Are you deaf? I said I was closed." Master Yue frowned and said coldly.

"But I'm not prepared to pay, so you won't be in business." The old cowboy spread his hands.

"Leonardo, you have been a bastard your whole life!" Master Yue was furious, "Where are the noodles?"

"Just the one you're good at." The old cowboy tightened his belly and squeezed hard towards the man.

It's a pity that both of them are so tall that neither one can squeeze in the other. As a result, the man dressed as a detective can only sit on a small part of the chairs.

"As if I used to be your royal ramen chef!" Master Yue angrily threw the noodles into the soup pot, "I haven't seen you for more than 60 years, can you be more polite?"

"The Sheqi family has always been very polite. You don't know what Ange and I encountered at the airport today... Tsk, tsk, that style, dozens of bodyguards, driving a whole fleet of Mercedes-Benz, blocking the entry and exit hall. ”

The old cowboy shook his head and sighed, "Well, you, the Supreme Underworld, just treat me to a bowl of noodles. This is too shabby a treat, okay?"

"I have nothing to do with the Sheqi family for a long time." Master Yue said angrily, "Is this person your student?"

He pointed at the man with a fierce face.

"The scoundrel Fingel von Frins, the most useless student in Kassel, is also the holder of an unprecedented record of repeating a grade." The old cowboy became more and more angry as he spoke, and slapped the man on the head again. Go up, "Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat! I'll eat you to death, you loser!"

"Old guy, you don't play like this!" Fingel looked up aggrievedly, his mouth full of ramen, and said vaguely, "I've done a lot of things, okay?"

"Ange is here too?" Master Yue asked.

"Yes." The night watchman nodded, "You should know what this means."

"Japan... something big is going to happen." Master Yue sighed, "Then where are they now?"

"He's busy teaching his incompetent students." The night watchman yelled, "Where's the noodles? Uesugoshi, you've been making ramen for more than 60 years, why is it not as good as the roadside stall I ate at today?"

"I was originally a roadside stall." Master Yue said disdainfully, "You can really find me."

"This place has not changed much. The entire Japanese underworld has never imagined that 60 years ago you liked to hang out on this street, but 60 years later you are still living here." The night watchman raised his cover and looked at the little boy in the rain. street.

Walk a few dozen steps out of the small street and you will see brightly lit high-rise buildings. However, the small street is still the same as it was after World War II. There are old Japanese houses on both sides of the road. In front of the house, there are sycamores and cherry trees, which are quiet and dilapidated.

"I am a person abandoned by the times. I should live in a shabby old place... It's not like you, Leonardo. You are completely different from the person you were 60 years ago." Master Yue said in front of him. An extra piece of barbecued pork was added and placed in front of the night watchman.

The night watchman shrugged, "I can tell you're scolding me for getting fat."

"Who knows, anyway, a few decades ago, any woman would immediately fall in love when she saw the cowboy named Leonardo. He was suave and handsome, and now he has a beer belly and a beard. The old guy is different..." Master Yue looked at Fingel again, "In this regard, you and your apprentice are quite similar."

"I believe him when he says you are his father."

"Does this old guy want to be my father?" Fingel sneered, "It's time to explode the gold coins!"

"All in all, if old guys like us lose our former habitat, where can we go? The new world has no place for us."

Master Yue cleared the table while talking. More than 60 years of ramen career have turned this once big shot into a ramen master and a skilled waiter.

"It's not like you, Leonardo. Life at Cassel College must be very nourishing, right? You can see young and beautiful female students full of energy every day."

"Of course, I will also hold an annual swimsuit conference!" The night watchman became excited when he said this, "You don't know how elegant it is..."

"Who told you to refuse when I invited you to enter Kassel?"

Master Yue's hand wiping the table paused for a second, and then he continued to wipe the table hard, "Let's get down to business, Leonardo, why did you come to me? I'm of no use to you or Angers. Human beings are the waste left over from the old times."

"The new era doesn't need an emperor, right?" the night watchman said slowly.

"Yes, the emperor should have died in 1945." Uesugoshi's voice deepened, "I have been retired for more than 60 years, Leonardo." "When I retired 60 years ago, I gave the family shrine to Burned, they should be ashamed to mention me now. No matter how they offend Cassel, it has nothing to do with me, I am just a retired gangster, please don't disturb my purity, okay?"

"You are so merciless, Uesugoshi." The night watchman drank the last mouthful of noodle soup, put down the bowl with a thump, and wiped his mouth with his denim jacket.

"You know why I came to you. If those idiots from the Sheqi Ba family hadn't been stupid, we would have never had the chance to meet each other in our lives... That's the mistake."

"Your good juniors are playing with fire, and they are playing with fire. If we can't find a proper solution, I will have to ask my old friend Angers to continue doing what he should have done 60 years ago... destroy Lose the eight families of Sheqi."

"You should know he can do it."

Uesugoshi still had a nonchalant expression, "Why should I, a ramen chef, care about the affairs of the Yakuza Supreme Family? Just destroy it. Anyway, I don't like those guys. How else could I be a good big shot and not run away?" ?”

"Think about it later." The night watchman looked directly into his eyes.

Fingel watched from the side and couldn't help but click his tongue. He didn't expect that his master who was always aloof would have such a calm and masculine moment. It seemed that Manstein's mother had a good night.

Uesugoshi brought the empty bowl in front of the two of them, hummed a tune to wash the dishes, and made a gurgling sound while the bone soup was burning on a low fire.

The night watchman picked up the small cup and started drinking sake, one cup after another, without any sign of urgency.

The two seemed to be fighting in the ring and enjoying themselves, as the rain pattered on the shed.

Holmes looked up at the rain and saw that 10 minutes had passed, but he was just an observer, and the two of them had nothing to do with him even if they persisted until dawn.

After another 10 minutes, there was a "bang" sound, and Uesugoshi threw the bowl into the water, slapped his head with soaked hands, and looked up at the sky in frustration.

The night watchman grinned, raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of sake into his stomach.

"Your wine is still not strong enough. It's too young."

"Of course I am young, I am just a child in front of you!"

Uesugi Yue heard the strangeness in the night watchman's words, and slammed his hands on the chopping board, "Okay, okay, okay, I admit that I lost, let's talk! Why did my descendants offend Cassel?"

"Before I get down to business, let me ask you something first." The night watchman still had a mean smile, "Do you know that you are not the last emperor of the eight Sheqi families?"

Uesugi was more stunned.

"No way," he whispered.

"But that's the fact. Our good girl Eva from the Cassel family has turned Princess Kaguya upside down. There is not just one emperor, but two."

"Old man, be careful what you say! Eva is not Cassel's, she is mine!" Fingel shouted dissatisfied.

"Stop farting, can you create your little girlfriend without my support?" The night watchman rolled his eyes.

"It's impossible for a new Shadow King to appear!" Master Yue suddenly roared, interrupting the nonsensical conversation between the two.

"Because the three inner families are dead!"

"What did you say?"

This time it was the night watchman's turn to be stunned, along with Fingel.

"The certificate of the Shadow Emperor is blood. Since ancient times, only the Three Nei families can give birth to the Shadow Emperor. But the Three Nei families have died, and I am the last person from the Three Nei families!" Master Yue raised his finger and pointed at himself and said, "I am the last emperor. . Do you think there will be a new super hybrid in Sheqiba’s family? No chance, the super hybrid will be done with me.”

"The last head of the family was named Masamune Tachibana. He just passed the throne to a young man named Minamoto Chisheng in the past few days..." the night watchman asked tentatively.

"These descendants are getting more and more nonsense." Uesugi said coldly, "These two so-called Tachibana and Minamoto surnames are definitely not the real descendants of the Uchisan family."

"They can find a few children from the outer five families to adopt to the inner three families, and change their surnames to Yuan, Tachibana, or Uesugi, but that's fake. The real inner three families are families that inherit the royal blood. Chenghuang."

"What on earth is the Emperor?" The night watchman rolled his eyes and asked, "You, a Chinese-French hybrid, can be the Shadow Emperor, but the eight families of Sheqi can't produce a new super hybrid?"

Fingel also became interested. He knew that his master would have this expression when he wanted to do something bad.

They were co-authoring the provocative fishing method and getting information from Uesugoshi's mouth... It seemed that he had come to the right place tonight.

"Okay, okay, if you don't come back to me if I don't tell you clearly, there will be no end for people like you." Uesugi sighed, "But you have to make sure you forget this story after hearing it, don't Mention it to anyone.”

"Story?" The night watchman asked in a persuasive manner.

"About the life of the last emperor... I'm not talking about the two fake guys, but myself. After listening to my story, you will know why the emperor's blood has been cut off, and why I wanted to be separated from my own family. He ran away and lived the hard life of a ramen chef for more than 60 years."

"Okay, I guarantee with my personality that I will not tell your secret!" the night watchman said loudly, holding up three fingers.

"If Leonardo Nicholas Flamel still has personality, your harem now should be hundreds of times larger than mine at that time." Uesugi Koshi snorted, "Swear on something valuable! "

The night watchman thought for a while, "Okay, then swear on my son's character!"

"You guys have a son?" Uesugi was more surprised.

"Oh, don't mention it. I was young and ignorant at that time. I didn't expect that I would fall into my soul..." The night watchman pretended to sigh deeply, "But I am quite lucky to have a son of mine. He is also promising. Cassel became a tenured professor."

Uesugoshi picked up the wine glass and said, "Okay, that's enough. I can see that you love your son very much."

"Then let's start with the difference between the inner three families and the outer five families..."

The story is very long. The three people sitting in front of the stall refilled several bottles of wine and drank with Shangyue.

Uesugi Koshiya generously took out his treasure for the three of them to drink. It was rare to find a few people who could listen to his story, and he said everything he wanted to say in one breath. Inexplicably, he felt a lot more relaxed.

These secrets have been weighing on the heart of the last emperor for decades.

(PS: This trip is not included in the chargeable word count. There was some problem with the new book contract before it was reopened. I just took the opportunity to revise some content. The impression should be much better. Please read more. ! The portal is in the author’s words!)

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