The Kyoto Bubble Era: Starting from the Sale of Hundreds of Millions of Properties

Chapter 314 Beiyuan Cangsuke, the dragon among people

This year, the number of people visiting Nanzenji Temple for New Year's worship is obviously much less than in previous years. The depressed economic situation has greatly reduced the joy of the people for the New Year. Kitahara Sosuke, who was mixed with the crowd, came to the main hall of the temple with the flow of people. , the censer outside is burning with strong-smelling sandalwood. Under the winter snow, men and women in kimonos hold hands and wait for the bell to ring at the end of the year.

"Kitahara Sosuke!" A powerful shout came through the crowd.

Kitahara Sosuke was stunned for a moment, looked up, and found a black figure running down the steps quickly, it was Hideichiro Kaneshiro who was still tied with gauze, and after a while, he appeared in front of him alive and kicking.

Hideichiro Kaneshiro's gaze first fell on Rin Chino, and then on to the other four daughters. He quickly averted his gaze, as if he hadn't seen anything, and continued to say to Sosuke Kitahara, "Come to worship in the New Year?"

"Well, that day, thank you very much." Kitahara Sosuke nodded, Kaneshiro Hideichiro didn't have time to see him in order to help himself and Chino Rin were seriously injured, but at least a thank you is still necessary.

However, Jincheng Shuichiro waved his hand: "It's not a big deal, you don't need to express your thanks."

"I still have to say thank you, that day, thank you so much, Kaneshiro-san." Kitahara Sosuke shook his head and smiled, "How is your injury?"

"Haha, do you look at me, do you look like I have been injured?" Jincheng Xiuichiro laughed, but his eyes occasionally drifted away from Chino Rin who was not far away. She was talking softly with a few girls, a beautiful figure in a kimono Fascinating, "You guys, when are you going to get married?"

"We should get married in 91. You know, we can't really be together until the Chino family's problems are settled. Although she doesn't say anything about Rin, she still cares about it." Kitahara Sosuke sighed, detached like Rin , still can't completely ignore the family's opinion of her.

Especially for such a strong person like her, it must be very sad not to be recognized by the family.

"Then what are your plans? The Chino family's prestige in Kyoto has dropped to the lowest level. If there is no accident, the agriculture and forestry industry will collapse completely, and their most important company, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, will also be hit. If you want to make a move, now is the best time." Opportunity." Hideichiro Kaneshiro said in a low voice, "I know you are troubled by some things, maybe I can help you."

"Oh? Kanejo-san still understands business?" Kitahara Sosuke looked at him in surprise, "I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious."

"I don't understand, but I know what you are worried about. Come with me, my father wants to see you." Jincheng Shuichiro looked towards a high platform far from the temple. There was a gazebo, and a figure could be vaguely seen inside , and a heavy bell.

"Okay." Kitahara Sosuke didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but Kaneshiro Shuichiro gave his life to help him, so there's no need to beat him up now.

When the two came to the girls, Hideichiro Jincheng said with a smile: "Everyone, I'll borrow Kitahara Sosuke and I'll be back soon. In Nanzenji, no matter what happens, just report my name, and there will be an answer immediately." The monk came to help."

"Okay." It was Chino Rin who agreed.

Kitahara Sosuke and Kaneshiro Shuichiro immediately headed for the pavilion. On the way, Kaneshiro Shuichiro began to introduce him to the local Buddhist sect and sect system in Kyoto. He explained in great detail, many of which were hidden contents that were not made public.

After talking, the two came to the gazebo.

Standing silently inside was Hideichiro Kaneshiro's father, Kenichi Kinjo, the abbot of Nanzenji Temple.

Kanejo Kenichi was about the same age as Masao Kitahara, but he looked quite old, his temples were covered with white hair, and his expression was solemn, resembling an accomplished monk.

They were all monks who practiced spiritually. The Jincheng family inherited the position of abbot of Nanzenji Temple, and they were also well-known in Buddhist circles in Kyoto. Kenichi Jincheng even received the emperor, and his reputation was prominent.

"Father, he is Sosuke Kitahara." Hideichiro Kanejo withdrew his smile in front of Kenichi Kinjo, saluted respectfully, and then stood aside.

Jincheng Xianyi and Kitahara Sosuke greeted each other, then he clasped his hands together and asked suddenly: "Cangsuke, can you ring the bell?"

"No." Kitahara Sosuke looked at the big bell behind him and shook his head.

Who has nothing to learn this stuff.

Jin Chengxian led him over, patted the gigantic gavel, his face was full of nostalgia and regret: "This bell is older than our Nanchan Temple, it was used as a war bell during the Warring States Period, Whenever the war started, there would be soldiers ringing the bell day and night to cheer. Later, in modern times, wars continued and every family wanted to pray for peace. It became a blessing bell, praying for the surrounding people and bringing peace and happiness. Life."

"After the atomic bomb incident, mourning was everywhere, and there were people who died tragically. After death, the soul is immortal and entangles the living. It became an exorcism bell. At the end of every month, the monks of our Nanchan Temple will ring the bell to drive away evil spirits. Devil, restore peace to the world."

Kitahara Sosuke listened quietly without speaking.

Jin Chengxian took a look at him, and then smiled lightly: "Now, it has become our go-go clock, and only at the end of each year, I will ring it, to remove the filth and bad luck for countless people in Kyoto, and to welcome a new and bright future. Happy new year."

"That does have a long enough history." Kitahara Sosuke echoed.

"Yes, but we, as monks, know better than anyone else that no matter what age, it is just an ordinary bell, and when it is played, it only holds our beautiful expectations, and whether these expectations can be realized depends on the It depends on those who have resources and power." Jin Chengxian smiled wryly, "I ring the bell at the end of every year, but I never feel that I have done anything to these sincerely praying people."

"Uncle Jincheng, you can persevere in doing this, which is very powerful in itself. People's lives are earned by themselves. If you can get everything you want just by praying like this, then it will be great for those who work hard to live How unfair? Ringing the bell is your job and responsibility, as long as you do it, as for other things, it’s up to fate.” Kitahara Sosuke replied with a smile.

"Fate? Haha, yes." Jin Chengxian looked at the clock tower in the distance, and it was almost midnight.

"Cangsuke, I invited Tsukichi-san, the president of the Kyoto Buddhist Association, who has the highest prestige in Kyoto. As long as he speaks, even without the support of the Chino family, those shrines and temples will obediently obey orders. Your tourism industry The implementation of the plan will be very smooth." Jincheng Xianyi said suddenly, "I am a family friend with Yuechi-san, I dare not say that he trusts me 100%, but as long as I ask, this matter can still be done."

"Chairman Yuechi is a big figure who resolutely opposes the entry of Kitahara-based clubs into Kyoto, and is also a leader who opposes the reform of the tourism industry. I am really worried about how to negotiate with him." Kitahara Sosuke nodded truthfully.

Strictly speaking, the Buddhist Association is only under the jurisdiction of the emperor, and the government has no right to interfere with their work. If Chairman Yuechi is determined to sing against himself, then Kitahara Sosuke can only find another way to open up the tourism industry.

The high-tech industry can be implemented through the special financial support plan approved by the Congress, and the Kyoto Prefecture has already given the green light all the way, and no one can stop it.Only the tourism industry, which is closely related to temples and shrines, has not been able to develop because the people from the Buddhist Association frantically obstructed it.

Even with "A Fairy Tale of Time" as a foreshadowing, it is still very difficult for these old stubborn people to break through their old ideas and agree to let Beiyuan service settle in.

He didn't immediately thank Kenichi Kanejo for his help. Kitahara Sosuke firmly believed that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and that everything has its own price behind it. Kanejo Kenichi deliberately asked himself to come here and say so much, and there was nothing he wanted It is impossible to help him.

Jin Chengxian took a deep look at Kitahara Sosuke, and said in a deep voice, "Cangsuke, let them go."

"Who will you let go?" Kitahara Sosuke smiled.

"These people down here have already suffered a lot. Once the economy of Kyoto collapses, they will all sink into the endless abyss. You have already won the victory, why bother to kill them all and force them to go to the last step?" Jin Chengxian sighed. , "Prime Minister Miyazawa stepped down and the Chino family lost power. Sooner or later, Kyoto will be conquered by you. But if the current banking problems continue like this, is a messy Kyoto what you want?"

Kitahara Sosuke looked at him, and after a while he replied lightly: "Uncle Jincheng thinks I'm trying to kill them all? Because I don't reach out to help the crumbling Chino family, because I let the situation worsen, because I don't invest money to rescue the market, you will Do you think I'm killing them all?"

"The stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility. Sosuke, you now have the ability to shake the economy of Kyoto. The entire capital of Kyoto has seen the horror of Beiyuan's investment during the shutdown some time ago. Now the economy of Kyoto is about to collapse uncontrollably. Only your Beiyuan investment can save it!"

Jin Chengxian looked at him, his eyes full of anticipation,

"It shouldn't just die like this."

"You think highly of me." Kitahara Sosuke shook his head, "The economic downturn is forced by the general environment, and there is no way for anyone to recover. If there was one, it should have been the last and last Prime Minister It's a pity that they are addicted to some messy things and didn't do what they should do."

"If it's yours, there will always be."

Jincheng Xianyi didn't finish his words, and it was twelve o'clock.

January 1991, 1 came, and 1 was completely submerged in the torrent of history.

Boom!
Jin Chengxian stopped the second half of the sentence and began to push the gavel to strike the bell.

The heavy and long bell rang in everyone's ears.

First down, second down, third down.
The bell in the temple hall rings 108 times, which means that everyone has 108 wishes in the new year. Listening to the bell will also purify people's hearts, heal the wounds of the past, and prepare for a better new year. .

Kitahara Sosuke looked down and saw countless people suddenly lower their heads, put their hands together, and pay homage to the New Year. He could feel the impact brought by the wonderful scene, as if everyone's wishes turned into a torrent and rushed towards him .

The bell was still ringing.

Hideichiro Kaneshiro, who had been standing aside, also listened to the bell devoutly and secretly made a wish.

In the whole world, Kitahara Sosuke seemed to be the only one left watching all this silently.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, covering the ground of the gazebo.

After sixty beats, Jin Chengyi found that he was exhausted physically, but his expression was still determined, and he was beating the big bell with all his strength to remove the filth and bad luck for the people below.

When No.80 hit eight times, Jincheng Xianyi suddenly yelled, and turned to look at Kitahara Sosuke: "Cangsuke, come here!"

As soon as his voice fell, he left the gavel with both hands. As long as Kitahara Sosuke, who was standing aside, took it, he could seamlessly connect and succeed him as the bell ringer, completing the twenty bells that started in 1991.

But Kitahara Sosuke did not move.

The mallet shook, lightly touched the humming and trembling big clock, and made the last faint chime that only the three of them could hear.

Jin Chengxian looked at Kitahara Sosuke, his face flushed, because of the continuous ringing of the bell, heat rose from his body, as if it was filled with mist.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but they didn't hear the bell. Shuichiro Kanejo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sosuke Kitahara in doubt.

No one speaks.

At first, everyone thought it was a temporary stop. It wasn't until 5 minutes passed, and 10 minutes passed, and the familiar bell in memory still didn't ring. People realized that something might have happened, and looked up at the gazebo.

Rin Chino and the others looked around on tiptoe, very worried about Sosuke Kitahara who was brought over by Hideichiro Kaneshiro.

Three figures could be vaguely seen, but the snow was too heavy to make it clear what they were doing.

The square started to riot. The people were puzzled, uneasy, and angry. After a while, some people began to curse and curse in a low voice, and then some people left Nanchan Temple one after another.

There were also people who were dissatisfied and wanted to ask for an explanation, but the monks who didn't understand it could only use stereotypes to prevaricate them. Fortunately, they would not cause trouble here on the first day of the new year.

On the gazebo.

Kitahara Sosuke was still looking at Jin Chengxian, and after a while, he smiled and patted the snowflakes on his body: "It's a pity that I didn't hear the perfect one hundred and eight bells in the first year in Kyoto , I hope to have the opportunity to hear it next year.”

"Next year, Shuichiro will succeed me." Jin Chengxian looked at him, and finally sighed deeply, "President Yuechi, I will try my best to intercede for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Jincheng." Kitahara Sosuke bowed slightly, and walked towards the gazebo. When his figure was submerged in the snow, Jincheng Xianyi suddenly turned to look at his son.

"Hideichiro, you usually look careless, but I never thought that your vision is better than us bad old men. You said that he would never compromise, but I didn't believe it. Kitahara Sosuke. You are indeed a dragon among men!"

"They will all lose, Father. Kitahara Sosuke, even I can feel his strength. His being selected by Rin is the best proof!"

(End of this chapter)