"Haha..." Ginkgo laughed mischievously, then winked at Imagawa Yoshimoto, "Why, sir, are you afraid that I will run away from home?"
"Not really..." Imagawa Yoshimoto said awkwardly, but his wandering eyes had betrayed him.
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter. People will 'grow up' sooner or later and become annoying. But whether it's a person or a cat, they are always the cutest when they are young, right?" Ginkgo
He smoothed the messy hair around his ears and leaned gently on Imagawa Yoshimoto's shoulder, "Even if your husband turns into a bastard like my father and my brother, I can only pinch my nose and make do with it. After all,
I’ve already fallen in love, what else can I do?”
"But it seems that your conscience is still intact." Ginkgo suddenly laughed again, stretched out a finger, and made a silencing gesture at Imagawa Yoshimoto's mouth, interrupting what he was about to say, and continued:
"Everyone acts for the benefit of the family and finds some high-sounding righteousness as an excuse. But Mr., in order to uphold justice and punish Buddhist scum, he has to find some worldly interests as an excuse... Although generally speaking, both sides
The things they do are similar, but the motivations for setting out are completely different."
"Don't care too much about my feelings." Ginkgo stared into Imagawa Yoshimoto's eyes and solemnly whispered: "Do what you want to do, sir, whether it's for justice, profit, or your own wealth and life.
Well, for the sake of the important people around you, do what you want to do."
"Will you always stand by my side?" Imagawa Yoshimoto confirmed with a guilty conscience.
"'No matter what happens, I will always be on your side' - I won't say that." Ginkgo chuckled and flicked Imagawa Yoshimoto's forehead, "Then
It depends on how much conscience you have left, sir."
"There is really no way..." Imagawa Yoshimoto sighed in confusion.
"But since I'm a prostitute, what can you do to my husband even if I object to it?" Ginkgo shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands helplessly.
"You can suddenly assassinate him while you are on the bed. If you insist on it, blood will be spattered in five steps, and the national thief will be punished by heaven." Imagawa Yoshimoto gave a reasonable plan in a serious manner.
"How can you be so serious and say such disgusting things... I really can't do anything to you." Ginkgo glanced at Imagawa Yoshimoto with disgust on her face.
On September 22, the twelfth year of Tianwen (1543), the confrontation between the Imagawa army and Sanguji Temple continued. On this day, the Imagawa family army welcomed the most important "uninvited guest" in a month.
"Teacher?" After Imagawa Yoshimoto came back from inspecting the camp, he found that Taiyuan Xue Zhai was already lying on the bed of his tent with his legs crossed, leisurely and contentedly closing his eyes to rest.
"You have a lot of face." When Taiyuan Xuezhai saw Imagawa Yoshimoto coming, he sat up with a smile, took out a crumpled piece of letter paper from his arms and threw it on the table, "I know it is
Where is the letter? It's from Ishiyama Gobo. The master of the Jodo Shinsect has personally asked me to be my master to mediate the battle between your disciple and the Mikawa Jodo Shinsect."
"Dharma master? Master Zhengyu?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was startled by this information. He crumpled the letter and glanced at it for a few times - Speaking of which, he and Honganji Zhengyu had a relationship in Kinki. "He
Why do you ask me to come to the teacher?"
"When I was practicing in Kyoto before, I had an old relationship with his father, so I had some relationship with the Pure Land Shinsect." Taiyuan Xuezhai briefly mentioned some old things that seemed to be great, "But it's not close. If everything has already happened
Since I have asked you to come here as my master, you must have asked the surrounding eminent monks and daimyo to stay aside. It won’t be long before the mediating messengers will come one after another.”
"What's the matter, you're not happy?" Taiyuan Xuezai glanced sideways at Imagawa Yoshimoto, "I heard from Tuhara and Hayasaka that Shanggongji sheltered a bunch of bandits who killed innocent people indiscriminately, and they didn't feel ashamed of it.
Rong, I have a conflict with you. That's why you are so stubborn and want to seek justice for the victims, but you also can't stand those Buddhist scum. Don't you feel unhappy when you are asked to consider practical interests? What else are you going to say?
"Teacher, this is not how you should be," and the like."
"Ah, there is a little, but it's nothing. Just listen to the teacher and withdraw the troops." Imagawa Yoshimoto had already done a good job of psychological construction before, and at this moment he compromised quite relievedly: "There is nothing we can do about this.
Na."
"Huh?" This time it was Taiyuan Xuezhai's turn to be confused. He looked at Imagawa Yoshimoto carefully with some confusion, "Chengfang, have you changed your gender? You agreed so easily?"
"Why is the old man still a little disappointed?" Imagawa Yoshimoto immediately smiled and retorted: "I have become 'mature and worldly', shouldn't you be more relieved and satisfied?"
"Haha..." Taiyuan Xuezhai laughed thoughtfully.
"Not long ago, my misbehavior led to a rebellion, which almost cost me, Ginkgo, and His Highness Takeda their lives, and made it difficult for the teacher to do... I don't want to do something like that again." Imagawa Yoshimoto was a little helpless.
He grinned and sat down next to Taiyuan Xuezhai, "Then follow the teacher's advice and withdraw the troops."
But Taiyuan Xuezhai did not answer. Instead, he took out the folding fan from Imagawa Yoshimoto's waist and started fanning himself. Then, he discovered the pattern and inscription on the fan and asked with a smile: "Odaiden
The folding fan I gave you, are you still carrying it with you after 20 years? It is well preserved."
"Well." Imagawa Yoshimoto has always been shy about revealing his feelings for his mother. After all, his mother seems not to care about him. "So when will the troops be withdrawn and how will they be withdrawn?"
"When did my master tell you that we were going to withdraw our troops?" Taiyuan Xuezhai closed the folding fan in his hand with a "swish" sound. In an instant, his murderous intent was revealed, as if what he held in his hand was not an elegant thing, but a blood-stained butcher knife.
Same.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Huh? But didn't the teacher just say..." Imagawa Yoshimoto was stunned.
"Shanggong Temple is rude first. The Imagawa family has a reputation this time. How can we just let it go? The temple power in the territory is intertwined and endangers the rule of the samurai family. I have long wanted to take the opportunity to weaken it. Now the opportunity has come to my door.
Come on, can you let me go?" Taiyuan Xuezhai gently tapped the bed with a folding fan. The tapping sound was orderly, as if everything was under control:
"Chengfang, you take action today. Tell the soldiers not to show their weapons or see blood, and forcefully break into the temple. The guards in Shanggong Temple alone cannot stop them. When Shanggong Temple is in danger, as a teacher,
I pretended that I had just arrived, intervened, and forced the Pure Land Shinsect to sign a city alliance. I have a close relationship with the abbot Shanru, and I am very confident in handling him."
"But..." Imagawa Yoshimoto was about to speak, but was interrupted by Taiyuan Xuezai with a wave of his hand.
"But what if the Oda family intervenes? Is that what you want to ask?" Taiyuan Xuezai guessed what Imagawa Yoshimoto wanted to say - so Imagawa Yoshimoto nodded worriedly.
"You have a secret connection with the assistant coach Yamaguchi Soma Tsugumi from the Oda family, right? Have you cooperated before?" Taiyuan Xue Zhai had already planned it and explained his plan: "If the intelligence shows that it is correct,
, the Yamaguchi family is committed to controlling the Chita Peninsula south of Owari, and his important opponent is the Mizuno family, who is a close confidant of the Oda family. In the overt and covert fight between the Yamaguchi family and the Mizuno family, the Oda family will inevitably favor the Mizuno family, which is detrimental to the Yamaguchi family.
Oda Ohsumi (Oda Nobuhiro) who was stationed at Anxiang Castle represented the will of Furuno Castle and often suppressed the Yamaguchi family."
"But if the Oda family wants to cross the Yahagi River and invade Mikawa, the first to send troops will definitely be the Oda Osumi of Anxiang Castle and the Mizuno family of Kariya Castle. These are the enemies of the Yamaguchi family. Let Yamaguchi who is following them
It must not be difficult for the family to betray some of the marching routes and intelligence of these two families, right?" Taiyuan Xuezhai raised his folding fan and made a gesture of wiping his neck, "We, the Imagawa family, are here to be thugs and help the Yamaguchi family defeat these two friendly forces.
It was convenient for him to seize the Chita Peninsula and nip the Oda family's intervention in Mikawa's civil strife in the bud. Each took what they needed and hit it off."
"It's too dark..." Imagawa Yoshimoto's face was filled with black lines due to Taiyuan Xuezai's sinister plan, "But with Yamaguchi Sasumasuke's temperament... I don't think you can really do this. You guys are indeed
They have the same smell and coincide with each other."
"This is called a hero who knows the current affairs. Heroes see the same thing." Taiyuan Xuezhai clapped his hands and laughed, then he lay comfortably on Imagawa Yoshimoto's bed again, "Instruct people to contact the Yamaguchi family, and you will be a good teacher.
Get some sleep, I’ve been very tired from all this journey. Wait until you’ve almost captured the Shanggong Temple, and then you’ll call me master to show off.”
"Aren't you going to sleep if you don't want to eat some food?" Imagawa Yoshimoto asked kindly.
"Let's have some chicken legs and pork knuckles, and some good wine." Taiyuan Xuezhai took off the rosary beads in his arms and placed them beside the bed, then turned over and prepared to sleep on his side.
"You know, old man, the big reason why I want to attack the Jodo Shinshu is that although they are monks, they don't abide by the precepts, drink alcohol and eat meat." Imagawa Yoshimoto picked up the fan on the bed and put it back into his pocket, while saying sarcastically
.
"Then if you have the ability, come and attack me as your teacher, you brat." Taiyuan Xuezhai muttered a curse, then waved his hand and chased Imagawa Yoshimoto away. Imagawa Yoshimoto glanced at the thick black circles around Taiyuan Xuezhai's eyes.
He pursed his lips, turned around and left with a smile.
"Haasaka?" Imagawa Yoshimoto greeted.
"Your Highness?" Hayasaka Nao was waiting next to her, always ready for call.
"Prepare dishes for the teacher." Imagawa Yoshimoto casually ordered.
"I wonder what Master Yukisai wants to eat?" Nao Hayasaka asked in a low voice as she walked towards the kitchen.
"Green vegetables, tofu, rice, tea. The teacher ordered it himself. Make sure it doesn't have any meaty taste." Imagawa Yoshimoto laughed and reported the name of the dish. After thinking about it, he seemed to have a conscience, and added another sentence:
"Forget it, I see he's quite sleepy. I don't want any tea, just plain water, lest he can't sleep."
