Festival 55

Ota Port, Japan.

This is the port closest to Ishimi Yin Mine. Standing in the port, you can even see the smoke from the other side of Yinshan.

There are neat fertile fields distributed on the plains between mountains, with some thatched huts scattered in it.

A path runs through farmlands, through villages, extending from the mountains in the distance to Datian Port.

Teams of black and thin Japanese men wearing only a loincloth were dragging the heavy wooden carts under the supervision of some samurai and slowly advanced.

And closer, several large ships of 1,200 materials were docking on the dock to unload goods, and some workers with obvious characteristics of the Song people were busy.

Due to the arrival of several large ships, the entire dock is in its busiest state.

The military funds, such as grain, iron tools, good bows and crossbows, were constantly unloaded from the large ships, and were finally pushed away by Japanese people wearing only loincloths.

Not far from the port, there is a village with a completely different architectural style from the local one.

Most of the houses of locals are wood, and the bamboo structure is supplemented by straw mats and mud. However, this small village is full of blue bricks, white walls and glazed tiles. Such a wealth is in sharp contrast to the poor Japanese villages next to it.

Here is the Guan family's base camp shrinking.

Thirty years ago, the ancestor of the Guan family reached an agreement with the local daming, and the daming agreed to the Guan family to reproduce and live here... and the price was that the wife of the Guan family's children must be assigned by the local daming.

In addition, the Guan family also pays taxes to help the local Daming guard the fiefdom and meet some of the material needs of Daming in addition to taxes.

At this time, a row of foot lights stood at the entrance of Guanjia Village, mixed with several warriors qualified to carry "finger objects" on their backs.

The so-called "finger" is a small flag inserted behind a Japanese samurai, which either says the village chief... Oh no, it is the surname of the main family, or the family emblem of the main family is painted.

As for these warriors, the small flag behind them is written with the two brush words "Datian".

The local daimyo Yoshikazu, accompanied by the eldest son of the Guan family, came to a small house isolated from the outside world.

"Please ask the master Daming, my father is in the house..." a black-faced man said respectfully.

"Yeta Yoshikazu nodded, opened the curtain and walked in, but the black-faced man stayed.

It was obviously not the first time Ota Yoshikazuki has been here. He was familiar with the experience and took out the tea leaves and poured himself a cup.

"Cough cough cough cough cough... Datianjun, I wonder what it is expensive to come here today?" With a violent coughing, an old man walked out of the house with a cane.

"Kanxi." Ota Yoshikazu saw the old man coming. Although the "sama" sounded respectful, his behavior did not match the respectful words in his mouth. Although the old man had already arrived, he still brewed tea on his own, and then sat on the couch.

"I'm here to bring the general's secret order." Ota Yoshikazu said, taking out a letter from his arms and handing it to the old man.

The old man leaning on crutches looked at Yoshikazu Ota who was sitting on the couch, and then looked at the letter at least two or three meters away from him, and a hint of anger arose in his heart.

"Mr. Datian, we are not vassals like you. The support you are currently given is for the sake of your considerable care for my Guan family over the past thirty years, and it is not the capital you are asking for incredible price."

The old man with crutches did not go to answer the letter, but stood in front of Yoshikazu Ota, his eyes as sharp as a dagger.

"Of course not." Yoshikazu Ota seemed to have expected the old man's reaction, "If Guan Zhi agrees to the general's request, I will give you the three-year mining rights of Ishimi Yinshan."

"..." The old man with crutches narrowed his eyes and stared at Yoshikazu Ota's eyes.

He knew very well that if he had accepted the letter obediently before, promises such as silver mountains would disappear, and even more greedy and excessive demands would fly in snowflakes.

"Datianjun, let's not mention silver mines for now. You know how many ships my Guan family has. Now we are doing our best to purchase food weapons in various places..." The old man with crutches still did not answer the letter.

"Kan, you'd better read the general's letter before talking about it." Yoshikazu Ota shook the envelope in his hand again.

“…it’s good.”

The old man with crutches took a step forward, then took the letter with his arms lengthened and then started reading.

The more I looked at the old man's hands, the more trembling he became. Finally, he threw the letter to the ground and angrily shouted: "I want to recruit all the ships of my Guan family? Let me tell you the general that he is dreaming in the daytime!"

"Okay, OK, Guanxi, since you are so ignorant..." Yoshikazu Ota touched the hilt of the knife at his waist, as if he wanted to draw a knife to cut the stubborn old man in front of him.

However, the moment his hand was put on the hilt, no less than 20 people suddenly rushed out of the originally quiet room! And they were all fully armed and held sharp weapons.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Ota Yoshikazu naturally would not choose to take risks anymore, but just snorted coldly and left.

The old man with crutches did not ask anyone to stop him, but watched him leave Guanjia Village with his back.

"Dad, just let him go? He really wanted to kill himself just now..." Boss Guan asked unwillingly.

"Hmph, when dealing with these untrustful and unrighteous beasts, you have to be alert at all times." The old man with crutches said disdainfully, and then his expression changed and hesitated a little.

"Dad?"

"Yes." The old man with crutches responded, but did not speak immediately.

"I'll wait for the future..."

"I'm also thinking about this question... The shogunate's request cannot be agreed, but if it does not, my Guan family will be unable to move forward in Japan in the future..."

The old man with crutches sighed.

However, the sigh was still there, and I heard a sudden shout of killing from outside!

"What's going on!?"

"Report - it's not good! The foot of Ota Yoshikazu's subordinates is coming!" A servant hurriedly reported.

"What!?" The old man with crutches and Guan Daju were shocked. Unexpectedly, the Japanese turned against each other.

"The general under Ota Yoshikazu came up with his foot!" The servant repeated again.

"Where is the port? What's the situation there??" the old man with crutches asked hurriedly.

"Several retainers of the Daetian family have led the team to kill..."

"Tsk! They are going to kill people and grab the ship!" A trace of angry flames appeared in Boss Guan's eyes.

"You go light a cigarette and set off firecrackers! I'll take the men out!"

"Yes!" Japan, Ota Port.

This is the port closest to Ishimi Yin Mine. Standing in the port, you can even see the smoke from the other side of Yinshan.

There are neat fertile fields distributed on the plains between mountains, with some thatched huts scattered in it.

A path runs through farmlands, through villages, extending from the mountains in the distance to Datian Port.

Teams of black and thin Japanese men wearing only a loincloth were dragging the heavy wooden carts under the supervision of some samurai and slowly advanced.

And closer, several large ships of 1,200 materials were docking on the dock to unload goods, and some workers with obvious characteristics of the Song people were busy.

Due to the arrival of several large ships, the entire dock is in its busiest state.

The military funds, such as grain, iron tools, good bows and crossbows, were constantly unloaded from the large ships, and were finally pushed away by Japanese people wearing only loincloths.

Not far from the port, there is a village with a completely different architectural style from the local one.

Most of the houses of locals are wood, and the bamboo structure is supplemented by straw mats and mud. However, this small village is full of blue bricks, white walls and glazed tiles. Such a wealth is in sharp contrast to the poor Japanese villages next to it.

Here is the Guan family's base camp shrinking.

Thirty years ago, the ancestor of the Guan family reached an agreement with the local daming, and the daming agreed to the Guan family to reproduce and live here... and the price was that the wife of the Guan family's children must be assigned by the local daming.

In addition, the Guan family also pays taxes to help the local Daming guard the fiefdom and meet some of the material needs of Daming in addition to taxes.

At this time, a row of foot lights stood at the entrance of Guanjia Village, mixed with several warriors qualified to carry "finger objects" on their backs.

The so-called "finger" is a small flag inserted behind a Japanese samurai, which either says the village chief... Oh no, it is the surname of the main family, or the family emblem of the main family is painted.

As for these warriors, the small flag behind them is written with the two brush words "Datian".

The local daimyo Yoshikazu, accompanied by the eldest son of the Guan family, came to a small house isolated from the outside world.

"Please ask the master Daming, my father is in the house..." a black-faced man said respectfully.

"Yeta Yoshikazu nodded, opened the curtain and walked in, but the black-faced man stayed.

It was obviously not the first time Ota Yoshikazuki has been here. He was familiar with the experience and took out the tea leaves and poured himself a cup.

"Cough cough cough cough cough... Datianjun, I wonder what it is expensive to come here today?" With a violent coughing, an old man walked out of the house with a cane.

"Kanxi." Ota Yoshikazu saw the old man coming. Although the "sama" sounded respectful, his behavior did not match the respectful words in his mouth. Although the old man had already arrived, he still brewed tea on his own, and then sat on the couch.

"I'm here to bring the general's secret order." Ota Yoshikazu said, taking out a letter from his arms and handing it to the old man.

The old man leaning on crutches looked at Yoshikazu Ota who was sitting on the couch, and then looked at the letter at least two or three meters away from him, and a hint of anger arose in his heart.

"Mr. Datian, we are not vassals like you. The support you are currently given is for the sake of your considerable care for my Guan family over the past thirty years, and it is not the capital you are asking for incredible price."

The old man with crutches did not go to answer the letter, but stood in front of Yoshikazu Ota, his eyes as sharp as a dagger.

"Of course not." Yoshikazu Ota seemed to have expected the old man's reaction, "If Guan Zhi agrees to the general's request, I will give you the three-year mining rights of Ishimi Yinshan."

"..." The old man with crutches narrowed his eyes and stared at Yoshikazu Ota's eyes.

He knew very well that if he had accepted the letter obediently before, promises such as silver mountains would disappear, and even more greedy and excessive demands would fly in snowflakes.

"Datianjun, let's not mention silver mines for now. You know how many ships my Guan family has. Now we are doing our best to purchase food weapons in various places..." The old man with crutches still did not answer the letter.

"Kan, you'd better read the general's letter before talking about it." Yoshikazu Ota shook the envelope in his hand again.

“…it’s good.”

The old man with crutches took a step forward, then took the letter with his arms lengthened and then started reading.
To be continued...