The setting sun becomes more and more delicate like blood, like a beauty wearing gauze on the horizon. It is inevitable to fantasize about retaining her, and then tear off the red gauze.
Butler Fujiwara took Minamoto Yorimitsu and walked back from the living room, passing through the Zhuzhu Corridor to the backyard.
Following the old man into the woods, red light and shadow twined around the pebbles, revealing a small lake-like pool with sparkling waves in the water.
Minamoto Noraimitsu looked at the surrounding scenery.
The water reflects the crimson sky, champagne-colored clouds, and dry willow branches hanging down from the water.
"The master of the house is in the pavilion, please go on your own."
Butler Fujiwara said that he had led him to the edge of the pool, then he stopped, pointed in the direction, bowed slightly and backed away.
Minamoto Yorimitsu nodded and looked in the direction pointed by the butler. Not far away, in a pavilion built on the waterside pavilion, there was an old man in black kimono sitting.
Stepping on the nine-turn wooden bridge in the center of the pool, I saw the fish swimming in the pool. It seemed that there were not only ornamental carp, but also carnivorous snakehead fish and silver carp and bighead carp.
"Plop!"
The black fish jumped out of the water, bringing out the water droplets that reflected the beauty in the setting sun, showing off its vigorous figure.
But this is not only the beauty of leaping fish.
Because in addition to the aesthetic feeling, this black fish has its mouth wide open and is biting a golden carp. Even if the latter shakes its body violently, it will not help.
Even if it is a quiet scene of time.
Nor can we hide the nature of natural selection.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked inside the water pavilion, stood next to the old man, and straightened his suit.
"Please take a seat."
The old man in a simple kimono raised his hand.
He pointed towards the cushion beside him.
The old man sitting cross-legged on the cushion spoke, his back still straight and his body not swaying as he spoke, and his voice sounded a little out of breath.
Minamoto Yorimitsu's expression remained unchanged, he just lifted up the hem of his clothes, and then sat down with his legs crossed.
He raised his eyelids a little.
He glanced at the villa blocked by the screen behind him.
I found a vague figure flickering inside.
Immediately, Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt a little more at ease.
Logically speaking, the younger generation meets the older generation.
You should salute and then kneel down to serve.
But Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at the old man named Shirou Kamiya next to him. His back was straight and his eyes were not squinting, and he had no intention of welcoming guests.
It wasn't until he sat down cross-legged and straightened his wrinkled clothes that the old voice came again.
"Please be careful, the fish will splash into the water and the bluestone will be slippery."
Minamoto Yorimitsu subconsciously looked to the side, and found that Kamiya Shirou turned his face sideways. His white hair was full of wrinkles, and he suddenly felt old.
Kamiya Shiro didn't know his age, but judging from his appearance and white hair, he even felt that he was over eighty years old, and his face was gray and vaguely aura of death.
Although the body was straight, the skin of the arms exposed under the kimono sleeves was withered and wrinkled, and he would occasionally cough, giving him a strong sense of aging.
Oriental people's eyes are pure black when they are born, but as they age, they gradually oxidize and turn brown. The eyes of the elderly become light brown.
Kamiya Shiro looked him up and down, then turned his head and glanced at the fishing rod that was shaking slightly in the water, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"This time I invited Special Agent Yuan to come over. I'm sure my eldest daughter is also angry with you, so I won't elaborate further."
The other party's tone was calm and somewhat cold.
Even some deliberately distanced themselves.
As soon as the words were spoken, he brought up his position, and it was obvious that he was not that close, not to mention the intimacy of meeting a son-in-law, even meeting an ordinary junior would not be like this.
"Miss Shengzi did tell me."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the pool noodles and nodded slightly.
After saying this.
Kamiya Shiro did not speak again immediately.
Instead, he concentrated on looking at the water, holding the swinging fishing rod in his hand, as if waiting for the best opportunity to pull it up, completely ignoring the people next to him.
Minamoto Yorimitsu, on the other hand, still looked dull.
Until a long time later.
The float on the water suddenly sank.
Kamiya Shirou also raised his pole instantly, revealing more of his withered arms under his kimono, but he just frowned and fished until a black fish was suspended and water splashed everywhere.
Putting the flapping fish into the fish basket with one hand, Kamiya Shiro put down the fishing rod, raised his chin slightly, pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you want to fish?"
"Juniors don't know this skill."
Minamoto Yorimitsu answered simply.
Shirou Kamiya nodded.
His fingers stroked the white stubble.
Then he suddenly spoke again.
"The Minamoto clan is a very ancient clan. The ancestor of the Minamoto surname is Qinghe Yuanji. Who is the Minamoto chief?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.
Suddenly my mind was spinning.
But the answer was soon given again.
"The genealogy is Settsu Genji."
Settsu Genji is a direct branch of Seiwa Genji.
In fact, Qing and Genji are not the origins of the ancestors of the Genji in a strict sense, or there are other origins, and Qinghe is just one of them.
But compared to other ancestor branches, the Qinghe Genji has the largest number of people, and there are also many famous generals of the Wu family. They have taken the position of the ancestor with their fame and number.
As for the Settsu Genji that Minamoto no Yorimitsu just mentioned.
It is also a branch of the Qinghe Minamoto clan, and is also a descendant of the ancient Heian period general Minamoto Yorimitsu, because this general's eldest son inherited the samurai group and the fiefdom of Settsu Province from his father, Minamoto Manchu.
The talent was called Settsu Genji.
In addition to Settsu Genji, the branches of Seiwa Genji include Mino Genji, Tada Genji, Shinano Genji, Omi Genji, Kai Genji, etc.
However, most of these original surname families changed their names in the course of historical development, either to change their surnames out of loyalty to their masters, or to avoid vendetta.
Although fundamentally speaking, many surnames in Japan today have evolved from the Minamoto surname, it is basically impossible to even recognize their ancestors. As for the number of people who still have the Minamoto surname, the number is even pitiful.
"That's actually the same clan as the Lord of the Four Heavenly Kings."
Kamiya Shiro nodded when he heard this, put down the fishing rod in his hand and said with a smile: "They even have the same name."
The leader of the Four Heavenly Kings is Yorimitsu Minamoto.
He was just the general from the Heian period.
Minamoto Yorimitsu simply explained:
"The ancestors are called the guardians of the court, but my father is too obsessed with the ancestors, worships them too much, and loves martial arts, so he gave me this offensive name."
"It's not offensive even after so many generations."
Kamiya Shiro heard the words and replied calmly: "On the contrary, it proves that your father's expectations are high."
This sentence is obviously a compliment.
But he didn't seem to care about that.
Instead, I watched the slowly setting sun in trance.
It took him half a while to recover.
Shiro Kamiya sighed, as if he was lamenting the changes of the times, and a dark look flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"According to incomplete official statistics, there seem to be only over 4,000 Genji left in the country."
The figure of more than 4,000 people is still ten years ago.
For small surnames, the population will only become smaller and smaller until the entire surname is wiped out by time.
The once all-powerful Genji.
It has actually reached a situation where there are almost no people left.
Even if many surnames have been changed, there are still many people with the blood of Genji flowing in their bodies, but when the real Minamoto surname disappears, those things won't matter anymore.
"The glory of our ancestors will always be wiped out by the unsatisfactory descendants. It is really helpless."
Shirou Kamiya spoke slower than before, and his aura of twilight became heavier and heavier, like a dying old man, angry but also helpless.
"The Holy Son is very excellent."
Minamoto Yorimitsu suddenly said something.
Hearing this, Kamiya Shiro turned his head and looked at him deeply, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes, but he quickly looked away and then said slowly: "My daughter's family lacks courage and it is difficult to take on a big responsibility."
Seeing this, Minamoto Yoriguang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Look at him without any sign of weakness.
If this were in my hometown.
I'm going to post this to you online.
You old man must not be beaten to death by random punches?
And what caught his attention was...
After I mentioned Seiko Kamiya, the tone of the other person's words seemed to change slightly. It was different from the rejection just now. There was a special sense of relaxation.
Where does this ease come from?
Minamoto Yorimitsu's eyes flickered, looking at the old man's side face thoughtfully. The place in his mind that was originally about the lake gradually became clear, but he still needed to confirm it before that.
"But I heard that the Holy Son took over the business six or seven years ago, and he also did a lot of drastic things. In terms of courage, he should have some."
"If you have courage, will your children still love each other?"
"This is inevitable in human nature."
Hearing his tit-for-tat confrontation, Kamiya Shiro's eyes flashed with surprise, but soon he said calmly and in a deep voice: "You are quite young and energetic."
"How can you still call yourself a young man if you are not full of energy?"
A decent smile appeared on Minamoto Yorimitsu's face.
Kamiya Shirou frowned slightly when he heard this.
Staring at him with cloudy eyes.
He really wanted to see some confidence in this young man's eyes, but apart from his deep eyes and deliberate fake smile, he couldn't capture any other emotions.
Even if you know your identity.
He also said the offensive words just now.
There was something strange about this young man.
"In that case, I'll get straight to the point."
Kamiya Shirou spoke slowly, then withdrew his gaze and his tone became distant again.
"Uncle, please tell me."
"Since you are marrying a daughter and you are in a family like ours, it is inevitable to talk about some interests. Although Special Agent Yuan is young, you are still hearing it, right?"
"So you are going to discuss business?"
"I asked Commissioner Yuan to come here this time because I wanted to meet people. And a marriage like this will involve many things, so it's better to explain it clearly in advance."
"Juniors would like to hear the details."
Seeing Minamoto no Yorimitsu's calm expression, Kamiya Shiro didn't show any surprise at all. He just picked up the fishing rod in his hand again and asked with a calm expression:
"Although I know your current position and the fact that you are still in school, since it is such a big event like getting married, I would like to ask where you come from?"
What's this old guy saying to himself?
It's really straight to the point.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu just told the truth directly.
"My ancestor is Settsu Genji."
"So Commissioner Minamoto is from Osaka?"
To Minamoto Yorimitsu's surprise, Kamiya Shirou didn't seem surprised by his answer. Instead, he thought about it himself and asked again slowly.
Upon hearing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu frowned and thought for a moment.
Suddenly something occurred to me.
The ancient Settsu Kingdom, which was the fiefdom of the ancient general Minamoto no Yorimitsu, was specifically located near Osaka and Hyogo Prefecture, so I asked this question.
That being said, I think I belong to Osaka.
After all, there is also a financial group standing in Osaka.
"No, my family is in Kyoto, in the countryside of Sanwa Town." Yorimitsu Minamoto thought for a moment and remembered what his father once said: "The genealogy records that he moved here during the Edo period."
After the Warring States Period, Edo experienced the most turbulent era in history, and population migration was also normal.
And it can continue the bloodline to the present.
It's abnormal not to have any noble blood in your ancestors.
"Since Executive Director Yuan said so, let me ask another question: what specific fields does your family engage in?"
Kamiya Shiro didn't expect his answer, but even as he matured, his expression remained the same. Without any hesitation, he went straight to the point.
"The system is not involved."
Minamoto Yorimitsu said frankly: "In terms of business, in addition to the equity of Kyoto Broadcasting, I also own the equity of Kansai International Airport."
"I know all this."
Shiro Kamiya closed his eyes slightly.
"In addition, there is also a partial stake in Kyocera."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu said suddenly.
"Kyocera?"
Kamiya Shirou raised his eyelids and narrowed his eyes slightly this time: "This is unexpected."
But in an instant he said again: "Is that all?"
"That's all we have right now."
Source Yorimitsu present the word.
It's very subtle to use.
This made Kamiya Shiro's white eyebrows frown.
But after shaking the fishing rod in his hand, Shirou Kamiya's cloudy eyes were filled with light. He seemed to have lost his patience and spoke to the sparkling pool surface:
"Speaking of which, let me get straight to the point. For a normal marriage, you need to get all these things notarized before the marriage with the Holy Son, but they are jointly owned."
"If you are willing to become a son-in-law and adoptive son of the Kamiya family, the child will naturally bear the surname Kamiya, but the position of the Holy Son will gradually be handed over to you, and the child born will naturally be the eldest son of the Kamiya family, and will belong to this child in the future."
"I know my conditions are a bit harsh. Chief Yuan, don't be angry. Maybe you don't know the size of the Kamiya family. Although it sounds unsatisfactory, the reality must be clearly defined."
It has to be said that in terms of face, it is difficult for young people to defeat the elderly, especially Kamiya Shirou, who has a mask welded on his face. His words simply make Yorimitsu Minamoto the main scapegoat, and even take it for granted.
Even if Minamoto no Yorimitsu understands that what he has now cannot be compared with a family that has accumulated savings for hundreds or even thousands of years.
But he couldn't ignore it anymore, not to mention this idea. He knew that the other party was testing his bottom line, but this method of testing was really bad.
What's more, if he guessed correctly, including the former Holy Son Kamiya and the old man in front of him, they were all acting with him. As for the purpose, he roughly knew what the purpose was. They were indeed going to break up with each other.
"Your requirements are indeed very demanding."
Minamoto Yorimitsu responded after a moment of silence.
"Since you like the Holy Son, you might as well consider my conditions. If it's a normal marriage, then follow what I said before, but I think the former is better."
The old man's voice was still calm, as if it were natural, and there was no disrespect at all.
"When we talk about business, we talk about business. You don't have to talk about these emotions anymore. At least I can handle it more clearly."
"What does Special Agent Yuan mean?"
"hehe--"
"Why is Special Agent Yuan laughing?"
"I just suddenly thought of something happy."
Minamoto Yorimitsu said perfunctorily, his expression became calm again, and he just smiled politely and asked:
"Since we are talking about business, you have made corresponding demands, and I am qualified to bargain, right?"
“You can speak freely if you have ideas.”
"I agree to your request."
"Then what do Special Agent Yuan think?"
Kamiya Shirou's eyelids twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at the young man next to him again. He always felt that something was wrong with the other person, and that he had deviated from the expected track.
And this was agreed too quickly.
Even he didn't expect it at all.
"My idea is actually very simple. The counter-offer is just for a gift. Anyway, I want your daughter."
"but--"
Minamoto Yorimitsu paused his voice and remained silent for a moment before raising his eyes to meet Shirou Kamiya's gaze, and then said with stern eyes: "It's two."
Just a few seconds after he said these words.
Kamiya Shiro's eyes suddenly opened.
At the same time, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes.
The familiar prompt box words also appeared.
It's just different from before.
This time it's not just one person's dislike.
[Seiko Kamiya’s dislike level has seriously increased!]
[Dislikeability has been reversed into rewards!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
【Aiko Kamiya’s dislike level has seriously increased!】
[Dislikeability has been reversed into rewards!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his eyebrows upon seeing this, he couldn't help but feel surprised, and subconsciously glanced at the screen behind him.
There were no people moving behind the screen like before.
He quickly looked away and looked at the prompt box again, but the thoughts in his heart spread like vines.
So is it a double gold medal?
Does happiness really come so suddenly?
And there is more than one person in the viewing group?