The next day, the exhausted Ginkgo had slept until midnight. It was almost lunch time when he opened his eyes in confusion, reached out and found Imagawa Yoshimoto, who was already awake and looking at his sleeping face.
"Good morning, sir." Ginkgo stretched out her body and said hello sweetly, then took Imagawa Yoshimoto's hand to rub her eyes.
"How much do you remember about last night?" Imagawa Yoshimoto thought of the Ginkgo fragment's previous record, "Ginkgo, you suddenly fell asleep again."
"Ah... my head is empty." Ginkgo patted his head lightly, frowned and thought hard, then suddenly blushed and gave Imagawa Yoshimoto a hard blow.
"It hurts." Imagawa Yoshimoto frowned, Ginkgo's strength is really not small.
"I just remembered that my husband is a pervert." Gingko pouted and turned away, "Looks like he's well-educated, but he didn't expect to be so bad behind his back."
"Haha, forget it then." Imagawa Yoshimoto laughed a few times, then patted Ginkgo's butt under the quilt, "It's time to get up and have lunch."
"Lunch!" Ginkgo was startled, and then realized that the light level in the room had reached noon. She hurriedly got up and wanted to get dressed, only to realize that she came here wrapped in a bath towel yesterday.
"Sir, what should I do? There must be people everywhere in the corridor now. I can't go out wrapped in a bath towel, right?" Ginkgo pulled up a corner of the bath towel, covered her chest, and dug her toes into the mattress in embarrassment.
That sweet and charming look made Imagawa Yoshimoto feel energetic again.
"Then don't go out yet." Imagawa Yoshimoto stood up and leaned forward to kiss her again.
"It's broad daylight! Uh..." Ginkgo was about to protest, but Yingzhi was captured by Imagawa Yoshimoto again.
"So don't make any noise." Imagawa Yoshimoto made a silent gesture, "otherwise you will be discovered by others."
In this way, the young couple lingered until the afternoon before finally getting up. Gingko was wearing a men's casual clothes one size larger that she got from Imagawa Yoshimoto - she thought it was better to go out wrapped in a bath towel, which was neither fish nor fowl.
He walked back to his room to change clothes. Fortunately, Nakasugi Tora Chiyo continued to go to the teacher to learn skills early in the morning and did not come to Ginkgo. Naturally, several guards of Imagawa Yoshimoto would not come to ruin the Lord's good deeds, allowing them to enjoy themselves in peace.
A pure day.
When the sun was about to set, Imagawa Yoshimoto took Ginkgo out to visit the bustling Kyoto in the evening. He had lived in Kyoto for a long time and knew the streets here well. Imagawa Yoshimoto took Ginkgo through the streets and was satisfied.
Seeing the girl's hands full of special snacks, she was enjoying the meal greatly; he also took her to see Qingqiwu, and was very happy to see Ginkgo's surprised look; Ginkgo also dragged Imagawa Yoshimoto into an Imagawa Yoshimoto store.
In Yuan's eyes, the kimono shop was obviously expensive but unsightly. I left Imagawa Yoshimoto bored on a chair for a long time. I took out Imagawa Yoshimoto's wallet and bought a few sets of kimonos and a pair of jewelry, and then I left with satisfaction.
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The two also visited several famous shrines, burned incense and prayed together, leaving behind the figure of their passionate love in every corner of the streets and alleys of Kyoto. Along the way, countless pedestrians sent their envy and blessings to the divine couple.
Eyes. But only the two of them knew that this might be the first and last time they went shopping together, so they wanted to do everything a couple should do. Until midnight, the last few night markets were closed.
, then reluctantly returned to the hotel.
How great would it be if time could be frozen at this moment?
The two people who looked at each other invariably guessed what the other was thinking, and kissed passionately under the moonlight.
The good times are always short, and Imagawa Yoshimoto knew that he needed to return to the territory as soon as possible - because Imagawa Yoshima already knew that he was going to Kyoto, and he had already returned to Yuejiang first. On May 24, the fifth year of Tianwen (1536),
Nakasugi Torachiyo also ended his apprenticeship journey, and Imagawa Yoshimoto and his party were ready to leave. However, before leaving, Imagawa Yoshimoto wanted to visit Ashikaga Yoshiharu, who was very close to him, to say goodbye.
However, when he arrived at the Nijo Imperial Palace, he found that there were many soldiers of the Hosokawa family wearing the Kyuyo pattern standing outside the imperial palace, but the shogunate's own servants could not be seen.
"What's going on?" Imagawa Yoshimoto muttered in confusion, but unexpectedly, a disdainful laugh came from beside him.
"What else can I do? Behind the Hosokawa family's back, I secretly met some people I shouldn't have met. Doesn't the disobedient general need to be put in solitary confinement?"
Imagawa Yoshimoto turned around and saw a handsome young samurai wearing a blue samurai uniform walking towards him. He looked a little younger than Imagawa Yoshimoto, but his movements revealed an aura and maturity that belied his age.
.Behind him was a middle-aged man with a sinister face. He had a scar running across his cheek. Maybe it was this scar that made him look sinister. Imagawa Yoshimoto thought about it. If he took this...
After removing the scar, this middle-aged man is quite kind-hearted.
"The shogun is the common master of the world, and the Hosokawa family is also a retainer of the shogunate. How can you say such violent words?" Imagawa Yoshimoto, who has strictly observed etiquette since he was a child, replied unceremoniously.
"What kind of co-ruler of the world? A co-ruler who has caused chaos in the world and caused countless people to lose their homes and become homeless? Is this kind of person worthy of being a co-ruler?" The young warrior shook his head dismissively.
"Isn't the reason why the world is in chaos just because of you rebellious officials and traitors who have no respect for the law?" Imagawa Yoshimoto also choked angrily.
"Your Majesty, you'd better figure out the order of precedence. If you can live your life and enjoy family happiness with your parents and brothers, who is willing to be a rebellious minister? Rebellious ministers and traitors are all loyal and good people who have been forced to rebel." Imagawa Yoshimoto's words seemed to poke fun.
Having reached the point where the young samurai was hurting, there was a hint of anger in the latter's tone.
"It's you who should figure out the order of precedence, right?" Imagawa Yoshimoto raised his hand and pointed at the arrogant Hosokawa family soldiers outside the Nijo Imperial Palace, "Didn't the great chaos in the world begin with the Onin Rebellion?
Did the government begin? If everyone respected the shogunate, how could there be war in the world?"
"Who said that the shogunate must belong to the Ashikaga family? The Ashikaga family also conquered the world. The world is big and capable people will occupy it. Whoever can make the world peaceful should be the one who takes over the world." The young samurai shouted loudly.
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"But if everyone wants to change the dynasty like you, how long will the world be in war? How can you be sure that you are really the one who can bring peace to the world?" However, Imagawa Yoshimoto obviously does not agree with this kind of law of the jungle.
Concept, "Since it is not certain, wouldn't it be better for everyone to work together to maintain the existing order? If everyone wants to maintain the shogunate, and when there is a problem with the shogunate, they also want to correct it instead of overthrowing it. With the talents of so many people with lofty ideals in the world
, can’t it be done? Only when the world is not in chaos can the people live and work in peace and contentment.”
After saying this, Imagawa Yoshimoto himself was a little surprised. Why did he blurt out these words when he had never cared about the general trend of the world and only thought about flowers, birds and songs? Could it be because of Ashikaga Yoshiharu's kindness to him a few days ago?
He thought about the goodness of the shogunate and the loyalty of the Imagawa family to the shogunate for generations, so did he also have the feeling of wanting to protect the shogunate?
"It's nonsense. The pillars of the house have corroded. What's the use of repairing them? The only way is to tear it down and build a new one." The young samurai waved his hand very grandly, and then stretched out two
Pointing at Yoshimoto Imagawa, "Do you dare to bet? Who is right?"
"Why don't you dare to gamble?" Imagawa Yoshimoto accepted the challenge without fear. At the same time, he looked at the two fingers of the young samurai pointing at his face with great dissatisfaction and said in a deep voice, "You rude person, please name me.
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"Three good things last forever." The young warrior proudly announced his name and asked at the same time, "Where is your Excellency?"
"Imagawa Yoshimoto."
"Oh, you are the one who secretly came to see the general a few days ago. Although you come from a famous family, you can only boast and exaggerate." Miyoshi Nagakei smiled contemptuously again, then changed his gesture and snapped his fingers at Imagawa Yoshimoto, "
With thirty years as the gambling period, I will realize my world for you to see."
"A little-known junior dares to threaten to conquer the world in thirty years?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was surprised by Miyoshi Nagakei's ambition and courage, "Your Excellency, you are exaggerating. You must be exaggerating."
"Whether you succeed or not will depend on the cards turned over in thirty years." Miyoshi Changqing's gesture changed again. He raised a thumb, turned his hand, and pointed directly at the ground under his feet, "Thirty years from now, when you come to Kyoto
, let’s see if I won the bet.”
"What's the bet?" Imagawa Yoshimoto asked curiously.
"How about betting your life? Do you dare?" Sanhao Changqing looked fierce. At such a young age, his murderous aura was no less than that of a veteran on the battlefield.
Miyoshi Nagakei thought that his high-spirited words would make Yoshimoto Imagawa, who was also a hot-blooded young man, unable to control himself and make a bet with him. Who would have thought that Yoshimoto Imagawa suddenly backed down and gave up?
He waved his hand, tilted his head and smiled, "Who wants to bet your life? Life is very precious."
"It's boring." Miyoshi Nagakei was also amused by Imagawa Yoshimoto.
"But I will come thirty years later. The only thing I don't want to do is make this bet with you. There are many capable people in the world who want to bet with you. I will come to see the result." Imagawa Yoshimoto glanced at it.
The Ashikaga Nibikiryo flying on the Nijo Imperial Palace behind Miyoshi Nagakei - the same flag as the Imagawa family of the same clan. "I always believe that what you shouted is just an excuse for careerists to engage in military warfare and expropriation. It will only cause the destruction of innocent people."
Sacrifice. If you really want peace, you can only follow the old path and maintain the shogunate. But I am just an elegant person with no ambitions, and it is not my turn to practice this path. I am just watching the fun."
After saying that, Imagawa Yoshimoto rode away. Looking at his leaving figure, Miyoshi Changqing laughed with interest and turned to look at the middle-aged man beside him.
"What kind of person does Tanzheng think this is?"
"A kind and simple good man, at first glance, he looks like a flower that has been carefully cared for in the garden since he was a child. He has not seen much evil in the world before he can say these words with no sense of justice." The man who was called Tan Zheng gave a pertinent comment.
Comment: "He has little energy, no ambition, and seems to have little interest in government and military affairs. On the contrary, he attaches great importance to red tape. If nothing happens, he will be a conservative man who indulges in flowers, birds, and the moon, and does not want to make progress."
"That seems to be a small role." Miyoshi Changqing shook his head slightly disappointed.
"But his talent is visible to the naked eye. Once he gets serious, he may become your greatest enemy, master."
The man added a sentence.
"Oh? Danzheng thinks so highly of him?" Miyoshi Changqing turned his head curiously.
"Master, please don't think that I'm just talking nonsense." The man raised his hand and slowly stroked the mustache on his chin, "I have always shown off my beauty, and I have never missed it."