"Old man, why are you catering to me? I won't go even if you say anything." As soon as Shou Guini left, Zhen Yue Chengfang muttered. However, while he muttered, he carefully picked up the things he had just dropped on the ground.
He checked the green-edged folding fan distressedly to see if it was damaged - it was a parting gift from his mother when he was sent away from home. It had his mother's inscription on it, and it had been treasured by him for more than ten years.
"Chengfang, you are also stupid. You don't want this great opportunity. In this world, the leader of a small country is already very popular, and the leader of a city will make countless people compete for their heads. And now where is the governor of the famous Imagawa family?
Please go and do it, you kid won't go?" Taiyuan Xuezhai took Longwan, closed the door behind him, then turned around and smiled at Yue Chengfang.
But Yue Chengfang shook his head and said to himself:
"It's been more than ten years, old man, don't you still understand me? I have no lofty ambitions or ambitions, and I have no interest in fame and wealth. I have absolutely nothing to do with the martial arts family or the world. After decades of life, sooner or later
You're going to die. What's the point of the fame behind you after you die? Instead of fighting on the battlefield, scheming, killing innocent people indiscriminately, having no rest for the rest of your life, and finally dying a good death. It's better to enjoy life, recite poems and write poems, and visit famous mountains and rivers.
Flowers, birds, wind and moon, isn’t it wonderful?”
Yue Yue Chengfang leaned back very relaxedly, spread her arms, and looked at Taiyuan Xuezhai, "I am also eighteen this year, and a person can only live to be sixty at most. One-third of my life has passed. I
I don’t want to waste the rest of my life chasing fame. Old man, you are over forty, how many more years do you have left?”
"I just want to spend time with the important people. If I have a family, I will enjoy family happiness. But looking at my mother's appearance, I am destined to have no family. Without family, I can only make do with the old man.
Come on, read Buddhist scriptures and look at the mountains and rivers." As Yue Chengfang spoke, she felt a little embarrassed. She blushed and whistled, then sighed, "This kind of relaxed and leisurely life is what I want.
Don’t you think something is wrong, old man? Why do you have to drag me into the muddy waters of the Imagawa family?”
"Well..." Taiyuan Xuezhai sighed after hearing what Zhuan Yue Chengfang said. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Because he knew in his heart that what Zhuan Yue Chengfang said was quite right. Compared with those who were blinded by beatings and killings all day long,
Warriors who have blinded their eyes, Buddhists sometimes have more clear views.
"Chengfang, people, sometimes you can't be so decadent, you still have to have some pursuits. The world is so difficult, and without some pursuits, people can't survive."
"Teacher, I understand you. You are actually different from me. You have your own ambitions and ambitions." Yue Yue Chengfang changed to a respectful address, and her tone and demeanor also changed, "I actually know that you have your own ambitions and ambitions."
I have been secretly reading maps, reading documents, and reading the reports sent by the ninjas. You are full of knowledge, literary skills, and martial arts. You should not be willing to let the years go by, so you should end your life as a monk."
Taiyuan Xuezhai smiled noncommittally when he heard this, but Yue Chengfang mistakenly thought it was a knowing smile. He looked at the wrinkles on Taiyuan Xuezhai's forehead and the white hair on his temples, and thought of the countless nights he had faced the direction of Imagawa Pavilion.
Sighing, he finally walked up to Taiyuan Xuezhai pretending to be cheerful and joked:
"Let's see, old man, if it's for your pursuit of world domination, I can reluctantly become the governor of the family. After all, only if I become the governor of the family can you take power, right? Only then can you carry out your grand plans, right?
But I agreed in advance that from now on, I will continue to travel around the mountains and rivers, sing songs about flowers and birds, and leave all government and military affairs to you, the old man. How about it? Oh, there is one more condition, you must give me the flower and bird pictures that were confiscated from me the day before yesterday.
Give it back to me! If you agree, I will go."
"Haha... How many truths are said in a joking way? If thinking this way can make you feel better, I have no problem with it as a teacher." Taiyuan Xuezhai laughed twice, but Yue Yue Chengfang was confused.
"Silly boy, you don't understand the dangers of politics. Do you think that if you don't fight for the family governor, others will let you go?" Taiyuan Xuezhai changed the subject and looked at Yue Yue Chengfang meaningfully, "You are the legitimate son of the family.
It is his crime to have a jade in his arms. Now that your brother, Xuan Guanghui, is in power, if your third brother, Xuan Guanghui, comes to power, he will definitely regard this non-biological mother as a thorn in his side. Sooner or later, there will be a battle between the two of them. By then, Xuan Guanghui will be in charge.
In order to avoid future troubles, I will definitely come and get rid of you, the legitimate son who may have been supported by Ni Yutai to rob the family governor."
"If you want to live on your own, if you don't want to implicate your master and I will be killed together with you, if you don't want your family to be eliminated by Xuan Guanghui, the only way is to rob the family governor. It's not you who want to get rid of your third brother,
It’s your third brother who wants to get rid of you. There’s nothing you can do about it. Born in the Wu family, you can’t escape. If you don’t want to die, you have no choice but to fight. Do you think you have any other choice?”
Taiyuan Xuezhai's words gave Yue Chengfang a chill, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He was silent for a long time, and finally showed a wry smile, "You can't avoid it... well. There's really no way around it."
"Teacher, where did you put the paintings that you confiscated from me the day before yesterday?" Yue Yue Chengfang stood up slowly and started talking about another irrelevant topic. However, Taiyuan Xuezhai, who was familiar with Yue Yue Chengfang, understood that this showed that the former had accepted this.
arrange.
"It's all burned. It's a good idea. You can be the governor of the house honestly. I can agree to the first condition you just made as a teacher. You can just be a leisurely governor who travels around. All the government and military affairs will be left to you.
That's all." Taiyuan Xuezhai laughed twice and looked at Yue Yue Chengfang and stamped her feet angrily.
"Then you go to Imagawa Hall now. First, you will be punished by your Majesty, and then you will inherit the throne. His Highness Imagawa Goro Clan. You are no longer a monk, but a warrior." Taiyuan Xuezhai tied the sword Ryumaru to
Imagawa Clan clapped his hands on his waist, looked at his beloved disciple in front of him, and gave him a new title.
"What about you, old man?" Imagawa Shimoto asked.
"I'm going to clean up my clothes, gather my subordinates, and I'll be there soon." Taiyuan Xuezhai said as he walked towards his house, but Imagawa Ujimoto laughed from behind.
"Old man, what do you have to pack? It's just your broken box."
"You brat, I'm warning you, unless I die, no one can touch my treasure box."
Imagawa Shimoto wore a dragon pill on his left waist and a green-edged folding fan on his right waist. He took a few attendants and hurriedly rode on the road. When he turned the corner of the mountain, he turned back and looked at Zentoku Temple for the last time, and his heart was full of emotions.
Reluctant to give up. However, when he thought that he might be able to see his mother every day as the governor of the family, Imagawajimoto felt a little hopeful in his heart - even if his mother cold-bloodedly put Imagawajimoto to shame, he was still his mother after all.
After crossing the Fuji River and passing through Kabara Castle, ahead is the spacious official road from Kanto to Kinki. Hurry up and reach Imagawakan in an hour. Before the Imagawa family could figure out how to get along with their mother, the sharp arrow suddenly
Attacked from the roadside. Caught off guard, Imagawa Shimoto was shot to death while sitting down on his horse. He was also hit in the waist and fell to the ground.
When he came back to his senses from the chaos before his eyes, he found that he was already in a pool of blood, and the few attendants who followed him were all dead. The tragedy in front of him was more shocking than the pain in his waist. This
The young master who has been pampered and pampered for more than ten years is so embarrassed that he didn't spit it out directly.
Only then did he realize that this was an assassination.
Only then did I realize that this was the Wu family.
There is often only a thin line between beautiful longings, a peaceful life, and hellish killings. Imagawa Ujimoto, who just a moment ago was dreaming about the future, is about to face a fatal disaster in the blink of an eye.
A middle-aged man dressed as a warrior and more than a dozen archers emerged from behind the bushes beside the road. The leading warrior strode forward and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, Fourth Young Master. I am here to take you as ordered by my lord."
Life," he drew the knife in his hand and slashed at Imagawajimoto. Imagawajimoto hurriedly took out Ryumaru from his waist to block, but the impact was not felt. He looked intently and found that the middle-aged man had stopped.
Made a move.
"This is the sword Ryumaru of the former lord and old lord..." The samurai stopped and explained to the surprised subordinates behind him, "It seems that the fourth master has become a samurai."
"What's the difference?" Imagawa Ujimoto covered the wound on his waist and tried hard to pull his legs out from under the horse's body. He knew that he could not survive the ambush - the ambush came so suddenly that he had not fully reacted. He couldn't help but feel
I regret that I have only now realized what Taiyuan Xuezhai meant by the dangers of politics and the martial arts.
"If you are still a monk and murder my old lord's son for your own son, you only need to commit seppuku and apologize afterwards, so that you can live up to my lord and my old lord." The samurai put the sword back into the sheath on his waist and helped Imagawa Shimoto to stand up.
He grabbed the horse that was holding him down and helped him stand up again, "But since the Fourth Young Master has returned to secular life and become a warrior, then killing the warrior with such despicable means as a sneak attack and assassination would be against the moral principles of the martial family and will become a shame to the family and the family."
The laughing stock of all dynasties has no face to see his ancestors and masters sinking into the underworld."
"If a samurai wants to take a samurai's life, he can only kill it through an upright knight. It is a samurai's regret to die unknown. Please exchange names." The samurai stepped back half a step and bowed respectfully to Imagawa Ujimoto, "I'm the next one.
The Fukushima family's swordsmanship instructor, Tanuma Tishin, asked the Fourth Young Master for advice."
"Imagawa Gorojimoto." Imagawajimoto touched the wound on his waist, lifted the belt up, and pressed it hastily to stop the bleeding, "What if I win?"
"Of course I'll let you go." Tanuma Dixin responded matter-of-factly.
"My third brother sent you here?" Imagawa Shimoto asked again.
"The Fourth Young Master has a question, and I only dare to answer it truthfully. It is true. In the battle for the governor of the family, everyone is his own master. The sword is ruthless. I hope the Fourth Young Master will accept it. I will commit suicide and plead guilty to my old master." Tanuma Dixin said deeply.
He bowed and then took a stance.
"Aren't you afraid of causing trouble? If I win, do you really want to let me go?" Imagawa Shimoto seemed to still be worried, and asked again, "Then you won't be able to complete my third brother's mission? Let me go.
, if I win in the end and your third son is defeated and killed, how should you explain it?"
"If only those who succeed can preserve their reputation, then the troubled times with the King's Banner on the city wall are a bit too cruel to the samurai. Wouldn't it be true that most of the samurai will end up ruined? That's why the morality of the samurai family clearly states that failure is not shameful. As long as you practice it
If you give your life morally and noblely, you will die beautifully. I will not only repay my old master for knowing you, but also uphold the way of a warrior. Even if you die and your family will be destroyed, you will still have a bright face." Tanuma Dixin drew his sword out of its sheath and urged.
He said in a deep voice: "Fourth Young Master, it's useless to talk too much, please give me some advice!"
"There is really no other way." Imagawa Shimoto had no other choice, so he put the knife in place and said, "As you wish."
"Thank you, Fourth Young Master!" Tanuma Dixin showed a relieved smile, "Four Young Masters have a distinguished status, please attack first."