Mitsuhide Akechi has never stayed away from politics.
With the existence of Hosokawa Fujitaka, a best friend, and the secret information leaked by Fujibayashi Muku, the leader of the confidentiality team, Akechi Mitsuhide jumped out of the game and watched with cold eyes, and could see the details better than the insiders.
She single-handedly led the Honnoji Incident, but Hashiba Hideyoshi was stabbed in the back, taking away the biggest fruit of victory.
Akechi Mitsuhide, who was ordered to live in seclusion by the saint, dived into the bottom of the sea and escaped from everyone's sight, but her eyes never left Hashiba Hideyoshi for a moment.
After Yoshigan lost his hometown of Kamou clan, he deeply reflected on himself, and finally wanted to let the mad dog Akechi Mitsuhide out to bite people.
But he didn't know that because of the grand strategy he outlined, Mitsuhide Akechi decided to temporarily cover up the truth about the death of Kamou clan until the time was right.
Yiyin, who knew nothing about it, returned to Duowen Mountain Castle with his troops after seeing the Miraculous Pill.
I have thought clearly, I have relaxed enough, and it is time to do something.
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When the saint went out to relax, he had already attracted the attention of the Kinki concubines. When he returned to Tamon Mountain Castle, Ii Naomasa who had stayed behind had been waiting outside the city for a long time.
Yoshigan dismounted and threw the riding whip to Date Masamune beside him, and asked.
"What's up?"
Naomasa Ii looked complicated.
"Saint, Lord Maeda Yoshiki is kneeling in the courtyard of the residence hall with his mother, begging to see the saint."
Yiyin nodded.
"knew."
None of the letters sent by Maeda Yoshi, the envoys sent, and Yoshigan were seen in the past few days. She must have been frightened, and her whole heart was hanging in the air, with no bottom.
This time when she heard that Yiyin was going out to relax, she couldn't bear it any longer, so she dragged her mother along to apologize.
Seeing that Yoshigage's mood was calm and he was walking forward, Ii Naomasa followed behind and couldn't help but ask.
"Does the saint want to see her?"
Yoshigan glanced at Ii Naomasa.
"When I saw what she was doing, I asked her to kneel down. The weather was cool and it was just a good time to wake up.
Also, bring those program documents you have tinkered with these days to the government office and show them to me."
After saying that, Yoshigan turned around and continued walking forward. Date Masamune and other attendants followed him into the city, leaving only Ii Naomasa standing there in a daze.
Since the death of Kamojigo, the saint has become more and more profound, and his words and deeds are moody, making it difficult to guess.
Ii Naomasa didn't know whether this was a good thing or not.
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Residence hall, meeting hall.
Yoshihiro sat at the main seat and read the documents handed over by Naomasa Ii one by one.
Date Masamune on the side wanted to bow and leave, but was stopped by Yoshigan.
"Why go? You stay here."
"Hi."
Yiyin read it very carefully. By the time he finished reading the document, more than half an hour had passed.
At this time, Yoshiyuki looked up at Ii Naomasa with disappointment on his face.
"that's it?"
Naomasa Ii blinked, thinking he heard wrongly.
Before she came, she was worried that the saint was soft-hearted and unwilling to use his own tough tactics, but she prepared a lot of excuses.
The saint's opening was beyond her expectation.
Naomasa Ii hesitated and asked tentatively.
"What do the saints think of these plans?"
Yiyin threw the document aside and said.
"It's not that good, it's all clichés. Ujigou has whispered it in my ears so many times. I think I came to the Tongxin Secretariat to have a clue.
Since it’s an old recipe with nothing new, why didn’t you submit it earlier? What are you doing wasting your time every day?”
Ii Naomasa was rendered speechless by Yoshigan, and could only stare blankly at the master who was completely different from the one he had met before.
Yiyin shook his head and ordered.
"Go and call Maeda and her daughter in."
Naomasa Ii felt dizzy, so he bowed and went out.
Yoshigan looked at Date Masamune who was snickering down, pointed at his head, and sighed helplessly.
"Zhizheng is a man of upright character and fierce as fire. He has principles and courage, but it's a pity that he is not as smart as Shixiang.
It seems that I have to set the tone."
Date Masamune bowed.
"The saint is wise and powerful. It is up to you to make your own decision on such important matters. No one else can match your wisdom."
Yiyin shook his head.
"Glib, go to the dining room and get two bowls of ginger soup."
"Hi."
When Date Masamune's ginger soup arrived, Maeda and his daughter also followed Ii Naomasa.
Yoshihiro looked at Maeda Yoshida who had finished the ceremony. She didn't know whether it was because she was kneeling in the atrium out of cold or because she was afraid, but her face was very pale.
Behind Maeda Yoshida and Maeda Toshihisa, her complexion was not much better.
The death of the Kamao clan frightened the Iga Maeda family.
The Iga-Maeda family had the courage to show off their tempers, but when Kamao clan's village was really dead, they were frightened to the point of peeing.
Now rumors are spreading outside, and the saint has never given an accurate letter to the Iga-Maeda family.
If you want to be beaten, punished, or killed, saint, please speak up and say something! Don’t say a word, I’m afraid!
Yoshigan motioned to Date Masamune to place two bowls of ginger soup in front of Maeda and his daughter.
Without even looking at him, Maeda knocked his head on the tatami, his forehead suddenly turned red, and half a bowl of ginger soup spilled out.
"Sage Mingjian! I really didn't secretly assassinate the death of Kamao clan! I didn't! Absolutely not!"
Behind Maeda Yoshida, Maeda Toshihisa also kowtowed deeply to the ground.
Some words may sound like a guilty conscience, but it is better to be honest than to be tortured by rumors from outside day and night. Regardless of whether the saint believes it or not, if you tell it clearly, you can die happily.
Yiyin said calmly.
"When did I tell you that you sent people to kill the village of Kamo?
The death of Pusheng clan has nothing to do with you, it has to do with me. It was my hesitation and unclear loyalty that led to the death of Pusheng clan."
At this moment, there was no joy in Maeda's heart to clear up the injustice, but instead he was even more frightened and uneasy.
Saints don't talk about right and wrong now, only about loyalty and treachery. Naturally, the Kamao clan is a loyal minister, so who is the treacherous one? Of course it is Maeda who benefits himself.
Maeda took a deep breath, his face became paler, and said.
"I sincerely request to commit seppuku."
Yoshihiro stepped down from the throne, squatted in front of Maeda Yoshida, picked up the bowl of half-sprinkled ginger soup, and looked at Maeda Yoshiko.
"I was already devastated by the death of Pu Shengshi. If you die again, wouldn't I have to be more grieved and more pained?
I hope in my heart that you all can live a good life, stay with me until I grow old, and watch my children grow up together with me.
Come on, drink this bowl of ginger soup first. I've been kneeling outside for too long. If I don't get rid of the cold, I won't be able to damage my body."
Tears filled Maeda's eyes, and with a pair of steady hands that danced with spears and sticks, he couldn't even hold up the ginger soup handed over by the saint, and spilled some more. The bowl of ginger soup was only half full.
Yoshiyin glanced at Tian Tianrijiu. She was sensible. She served the ginger soup and drank it carefully in small sips, not daring to embarrass the saint.