There was a lively chat at Maeda Yoshi's place, and Yoshihiro was not idle either.
After serving tea and seeing off the guests, only Yoshigan and Kamaojigo were left in the tea room.
Yin twirled the tea soup with his fingers and thought about it silently. After a while, he asked.
"Shixiang, what do you think of Mr. Lin's suggestion?"
Pu Sheng's hometown lowered his head and said with a hint of resentment.
"The matter is so serious that I would like to ask the sage to make a decisive decision. I will not dare to speak nonsense."
Yiyin raised his head, looked at Pu Sheng's hometown, and asked with a wry smile.
"Still angry?"
Pu Sheng clan bowed.
"I don't dare."
Yiyin sighed, the little girl had resentment in her heart, she still had to smooth it over.
He took the initiative to sit next to Kamou Shigo, held her hand, and asked softly.
"Really angry?"
Kamouso bit his lower lip.
"I don't dare to deceive the saint. I know I am not qualified...but I still can't help but feel a little angry..."
Yi Gin listened silently, not forgetting to play with Kamojigo's fingers in his hand. Their index fingers intertwined and their fingertips rubbed together, which reminded Kamojigo of a certain moment of upheaval and he couldn't help but blush.
Then, Yiyin sighed.
"Today I was too serious. The Spoelstra selection is of great importance and I dare not take it lightly.
I forgot to take your feelings into consideration these days, and it was my failure to consider everything that made it difficult for you."
Yoshigan knew very well that the crux of the conflict between the interests of Kamao clan and Maeda was all caused by himself.
In order to take over power from the local Sibo, Yiyin reorganized the Tongxinzhong and established the Tongxin Secretariat, turning the Tongxinzhong from a personal guard into a central organization and pushing a group of girls to the political front.
Close ministers such as Kamao Clan Township and Ii Naomasa are also very impressive. Although they are young, they work hard and are worthy of the trust of the bank.
As the central government and local governments compete for power, the relationship between the two parties is naturally not much better.
In addition, the relationship between Yiyin and the Kamao clan broke through the last layer of window paper. She watched Samurai Ji enter and exit the courtyard with her own eyes, denting her beloved man into various postures, and naturally she felt resentful.
Political enemy and love rival combined into one, it would be damning if the village of Pusheng clan is not in trouble.
Yiyin said softly.
"If you feel uncomfortable, let Naomasa Ii or Kanade Tachibana take care of the care of the hospital in the future."
Although Yi Yin has already embarked on the Shinto path, the mugwort incident has become an inevitable and slutty act of political integration, and is accepted by the martial arts all over the world as a noble sacrifice.
But in a female-dominated world, this kind of thing can only be done silently, and it cannot be as grand and public as opening a harem in a male-dominated world.
Yoshigan needs trusted close ministers to guard the door. If the Kamo family can't bear it psychologically, then let Tachibana Kanade or Ii Naomasa take over.
Pusheng's hometown was warmly cared for by the saint, and his heart gradually felt warm and regretful.
She couldn't help but blame herself. The saint had no choice but to bear the humiliation and have in-depth exchanges with many Ji warriors for the sake of Shiba.
Are these things that saints are willing to do? Absolutely not! Those are helpless political compromises!
Not only did I not understand the saint's suffering, but I also poured salt on his wounds and made him bother to comfort himself. It was really a heinous crime.
Pu Sheng's Township, Pu Sheng's Township, you claim to have deep roots in love, but when the trouble comes, you only know how to cause trouble for him, so how can you say you love him!
Taking a deep breath, Kamaojigo shook his head and said.
"Sage, I have nothing to do, I can do it.
It was me, Meng Lang, who caused you trouble today. I will not make this mistake again in the future. Please give me another chance.
It is my great honor in this life to be able to guard the gate and the courtyard for you, please feel free to leave it to me."
Seeing how quickly Gamo Clan figured it out, Yi Gin felt a little hesitant in his heart.
"You...really can do it? In fact, you don't have to force yourself, I can understand it."
"My words come from the bottom of my heart, and there is absolutely no intention of forcing them!"
Seeing that she was so determined, Yiyin couldn't resist her kindness, so he could only nod.
"Then I will continue to trouble you from now on."
Pu Shengshixiang looked gloomy, but still gritted his teeth and nodded.
Yiyin smiled bitterly and shook his head. Sure enough, it was still too much, this silly girl.
Kamo's hometown was in a low mood, so he subconsciously dropped the subject, cheered up, and talked about business.
"The sage asked Mr. Lin about Spo's selection and restructuring strategy. In fact, I was also a little moved, but I was afraid that it would cost too much and I would not be able to sustain it financially."
Yiyin rubbed the corners of his eyes and sighed.
"Every time I find that I have some money and I think I have nothing to worry about, there is always someone who can find some new tricks for me to keep from spending all my money. They are really unwilling to do so.
That’s all, as long as we can pacify the world, do less killing, and spend more money, just spend it.”
Pu Shengshixiang said with a wry smile.
"But it is true that the Sibo Zhong Fund cannot bear such a huge burden. Now it is only three places in Sibo, and the finances of the Zhong Fund are still in good health.
But if we want to spread it all over the world and buy talents from all over the world, it will be a huge number. I am afraid that the current loyalty fund does not have the ability to bear such a huge financial burden."
Yiyin shook his head.
"The island country is not a celestial dynasty, and I am not as good as Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. I cannot afford the ambition to bribe the people of the world.
What I want to bribe is the island country's millions of samurai families. As long as half of them can live off the Shiba family and have their hearts set on the Shiba family, that will be enough.
A population of half a million is only 80,000 households, and raising one person per household is only 80,000 banners. Our Sibo family can try to raise one.
However, you are right. Don’t spread it too widely at the beginning, otherwise you will be unable to follow up and give up halfway. I want to try it out in some pilot areas first.
When I return to Tawenyama Castle, I will ask Ishida Mitsunari to find out about this year's financial report of Tadashi Fund and see how much it can afford.
In addition to the three major Sputnik areas, I hope to include Uesugi, Takeda and Hojo in Kanto, Izumi, Kawauchi, Kii, Yamato and other places in Kinki into the examination area for Sputnik selection."
Kamojigo nodded, understanding what the sage meant.
The saints want to bring under control the various divine families in Kanto and the Shiba camp in Kinki, and the pro-Shiba forces outside the Shiba family.
Originally, everyone is our own people, and using strong political methods to integrate them would hurt feelings.
But if Shiba is used for selection and the local samurai family's heirs are given the opportunity to serve in the Shiba family, they will naturally flock to it, and the upper management will not object.
Just like the difficulties facing Maeda's interests, it is not convenient for the upper echelons in these places to interrupt the progress of the grassroots samurai families, ruining their futures and easily creating enemies.
On the one hand, it is a method worth trying to use the pro-Spoken forces to test the selection and restructuring of Sibo, and on the other hand, to buy off grassroots martial arts in various places and gradually integrate various places into the political orbit of the Sibo world.
Kamoji was trying to understand the thoughts and spirit of the saint, but Yoshigami stared at her beautiful face as she bowed her head in thought.
This little girl is really becoming more and more iconic as she grows older, especially after her relationship with Yiyin pierced the last layer of window paper, the budding greenness gradually faded away, and the charming mature temperament gradually emerged.
Yiyin looked at it and couldn't help but tremble with his fingers. After all, the cabbage grown by watering his own family was crisp and delicious.
Hamo was still thinking about something when he was suddenly picked up by Yoshigan. He was so frightened that he put his hands around Yoshigan's neck and looked at Yoshigan in surprise.
"saint?"
Yiyin lowered his head, kissed her, and blew in her ear.
"My little clan is angry. I don't care about anyone today. I just stay with you."
Pusheng's village was both happy and embarrassed. He subconsciously looked outside and whispered.
"It's broad daylight, there are so many people, and I don't know when Mr. Maeda will come. Don't make fun of me."
Yiyin kicked the tea table out of the way and walked out with a smile.
"Even if Maeda Yoshida comes, let her go away. I will accompany my little clan today."
Pu Sheng buried his head in Yiyin's arms, his eyes wandered, his charm was revealed, his face turned red and almost bled.
She didn't dare to raise her head at all. The saint was holding her and walking on the porch, and she didn't know what those on duty would think when they saw this scene.
To be continued...