Chapter 257 Burning the Eighth Generation Ancestor Memorial Tablet(1/3)
What she wanted to say was stuck in her throat.
In the end, he could only say quietly: "Take care."
Zhao Chuanxin hugged her and said in her ear: "We say goodbye today, but it's not goodbye forever, so why should I be sad? You know, now I am also a real estate owner in Japan. My sister missed me to the extreme, maybe
I will suddenly appear in front of you. This gadget is given to you as a souvenir."
Nabeshima Itoko was stunned.
Before she could figure it out, Zhao Chuanxin thrust a jade pendant into her hand.
Nabeshima Itoko looked down and saw that it was a piece of flawless white jade, in the shape of a leaf, carved with auspicious clouds, dusk and mist, and evergreen pines and cranes. From above, it seemed that one could touch the coolness of dew and feel the shape of the wind.
He has a gentle nature, and he treats gentlemen with both humility and success; he treats villains with courtesy and respect.
To be able to carve such exquisite and tiny patterns on such a small piece of jade pendant is an achievement in terms of carving skills.
Zhao Chuanxin turned his head without hesitation, laughed twice and said as he walked: "I am the colorful knife passed down in my dream. I want to carve the morning glow with the flowers and leaves. See you again, sister."
When the matter is over, I brush off my clothes and go away, hiding my merit and fame.
Nabeshima Itoko held a jade pendant in her hand, and there was a faint floral fragrance in the air around her. Her complicated mood finally fermented to the extreme, and her nose couldn't help but feel a little sour.
She doesn’t even know what it is to be sour.
But I just can’t help it.
How many years of life are not as exciting and happy as just one day and night.
This is similar to what Confucius said: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."
When Nabeshima Itoko arrived at the Tongyao Mansion, the staff was surprised and went to inform Rimotomiya Morimasa.
For the time being, Nabeshima Itoko is hosted by Ito Hirobumi.
Currently, he is the only person in charge, because Hasegawa Yomichi almost vomited to death last night and is still bedridden on the hospital bed. It is said that he is so weak that he may die at any time.
"Princess, did Zhao Chuanxin hurt you?"
Nabeshima Itoko's legs swayed unnaturally, and she shook her head and said: "No, he just wanted money. Seeing that you were unwilling to give money and bombed me with artillery, he stopped making things difficult for me."
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In saying this, there is no lack of secret accusations against Hasegawa Yoshimichi and Ito Hirobumi for disregarding human life.
Ito Hirobumi felt embarrassed after hearing this.
The order was given by Hasegawa Yoshimichi, not Ito Hirobumi.
The two of them are both civilized and military, and they will not cross the line easily.
After a while, Rimotomiya Morimasa jogged over. He was so obese that he was panting and sweating.
He sort of saved Ito Hirobumi.
"Are you okay?"
His face was filled with concern.
A suspicious light flashed through those narrowed eyes, secretly examining Nabeshima Itoko's face.
Nabeshima Itoko has returned to normal, but her tone is a little cold: "It's okay, he took me to escape your pursuit and escaped all night."
Rimotomiya Mamomasa immediately grabbed hold of it and asked: "Then why did he let you go so easily?"
"Because he saw that you didn't care about my life and death and just opened fire, so he thought that I had lost the value of holding him hostage."
Unlike Rimotomiya, Itoko Nabeshima is not so polite.
Rimoto Shoumasa is at a loss for words.
Originally, he could have tried his best to block it.
But he didn't do that.
So even if there is a scapegoat, I still feel guilty.
"Well, it happened for a reason. Commander Hasegawa issued the order angrily. I had no power to stop him, and I couldn't stop him."
At this time, I had no choice but to throw the blame to Hasegawa, who was still lying on the couch.
Nabeshima Itoko didn't buy it. Although she wouldn't make trouble unreasonably, she stood up and said, "Let's go, it's time to go back."
Rimotomiya Morimasa and Ito Hirobumi nodded in greeting before following him out.
Seeing Nabeshima Itoko's expressionless face, he smiled dryly and stepped forward, wanting to reach out and hold Nabeshima Itoko's hand.
But she avoided it easily.
Sure enough, just as Zhao Chuanxian expected, a seed has sprouted.
Whether or not the sky will be covered with greenery in the end depends on future development.
……
When Zhao Chuanxin walked away, Park Seung-yeol beside him sighed: "Sir, you are really good at it, but that is the princess, but she is so obsessed with you."
"You have a lot of fucking emotions, are you very jealous?"
"..." Park Shengyeol smiled awkwardly: "I don't dare, I don't have the luxury to enjoy such a beauty."
He was actually very impressed.
The sky is full of arrows, the gold is cold, and the beauty smiles and the haze disappears.
The real man is still alive, but that's all, but Zhao Chuanxin has all the money.
The most terrible thing is that the beauty loves him, but he does not love her.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "Hurry up and find Li Wanyong. If you kill him, I'm still in a hurry to have lunch. Your emperor is so stingy that he doesn't even stingy with a meal."
Park Seung-yeol hurriedly defended his Majesty: "Your Majesty also has his own difficulties, sir, please don't blame me."
Zhao Chuanxin thought of the kick last night. Although it was a little flashy, it was still powerful.
If I hadn't been strong and strong, I might have been kicked in the head by him.
He asked: "What's the point of that kick you used last night?"
Park Seung-yeol scratched his head: "That's Hwarangdo's kicking technique, it's not enough for you, sir."
Although Zhao Chuanxin has a clear understanding of himself, he is nothing when it comes to fighting.
But in Park Seung-yeol's opinion, Zhao Chuanxin must be a peerless martial arts master.
That’s why I don’t dare to take it seriously. I’m very modest about it.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "There is no future in following Xiao Li. Sooner or later, he will be done with it. Why don't you come back with me and take you across the battlefield? Wouldn't it be fun?"
This Mr. Zhao is really... upright.
Park Seung-yeol was even more embarrassed: "Mr. Zhao, I am loyal to His Majesty and will never leave him. Moreover, His Majesty has few people at his disposal right now. My eldest brother Park Seung-hwan and I are the people he trusts most."
"Oh? Who is your eldest brother Park Seung-hwan?"
"He is the captain of the First Brigade of the First Wing of the Guards..."
In Park Seung-yeol's explanation, Zhao Chuanxin learned about South Korea's military establishment at this time.
The South Korean army is divided into military headquarters, guard mixed brigade headquarters, and town guard infantry.
Among them, the guard mixed brigade is divided into 1 and 2 infantry regiments, each regiment is divided into 3 brigades.
Therefore, Park Seung-hwan is considered an extraordinary figure to be the captain of the First Battalion.
Zhao Chuanxin's eyes rolled rapidly: "Oh, that's it. Shenglie, let me ask you. What would you do if the Japanese asked you to disband the army?"
Park Seung-yeol was surprised: "What? How dare the Japanese do this?"
"I said if, why are you excited?"
"That's definitely not possible. We must resist resolutely, or we may die!"
"Haha, then I suggest you tell your colleagues when you go back. If one day, the Japanese really do that, you must react quickly and get weapons as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you continue to interrupt, you will suffer chaos.
It’s better to die quickly, right?”
Since these sticks can be used as Japanese soldiers, they can also be used as thugs by Zhao Chuanxin.
Park Seung-yeol said thoughtfully: "I will think about this matter carefully."
Li Wanyong's residence is very large and spacious.
When the two arrived nearby, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the mansion thoughtfully: "If Li Wanyong is allowed to die like this, he will not die in the right place."
Park Shengyeol was shocked: "Mr. Zhao, don't you want to regret it?"
"Killing him is easy. But he should have added fuel to the flames and played a key role. But killing him now is like throwing a huge boulder into the sea. It looks like a big wave, but in fact it is fleeting."
Seeing Park Seung-yeol, he was still full of suspicion.
Zhao Chuanxin was angry: "Fuck, even if I regret it, what else can you do to me?"
How could Park Seung-yeol have expected that Zhao Chuanxin would fall out whenever he wanted to? He didn't have much confidence in front of Zhao Chuanxin.
To be continued...