The distance between Kyoto and the divine capital is very close, only a few hundred kilometers away. Even if it is just an ordinary army march, it only takes a week.
Even taking into account that it is freezing outside now, which may affect Minamoto Yoritomo's marching speed, it would only take about ten days for the 50,000-strong army to arrive at the city.
And the entire Weihara Island is actually just that big.
Therefore, what these small and medium-sized families are thinking about is just to make some profit in these ten days, and then wait for the war to start before making further speculations.
Obviously, everyone knows their purpose, and they themselves know their purpose, but they still have to do superficial things.
"Then gentlemen, is this just for this?" The host sat down. At this time, Chiki Fujiwara glanced around, and all she saw was a group of idiots who forgot their loyalty after seeing a small courtesy.
"For the safety of Kyoto, we are duty-bound." Another person directly said something that satisfied everyone present.
"Hey, you all really care about Kyoto and the victory of this war." And Fujiwara Kanaga who was sitting below couldn't stand it anymore.
Although he is not absolutely loyal to Li Wei, and even now he is only afraid of Li Wei's methods and force, but he is also an orthodox member of the Fujiwara family, and for him, nothing is as important as the interests of the family.
Obviously, this group of people talks about morality, but all they think about is business. Now that the Fujiwara family has one hand covering the sky and firmly controls almost all the money-making places in Kyoto, they have nothing.
Taking advantage of the war, let the Fujiwara family loosen the fat in their mouths and share some with them.
Chiki Fujiwara began to feel a little headache. If these people were coming to grab profits directly, there would be nothing to say. She was used to it, so she could just let the samurai ninjas ransack their homes.
But now, these people are full of benevolence, justice and morality, and they are very considerate, which makes her not know how to deal with it.
After all, she had only taken over Kyoto's daimyo for a few months, and most of the troublesome problems were solved simply and crudely by Li Wei who directly led people to search the house.
And Fujiwara Kanaga began to go head-to-head with this group of middle- and lower-level aristocrats. They exchanged shady and insidious remarks, made insinuations, and criticized each other, but none of them were stated openly. They just exchanged sweet words and quarreled with each other.
This gave Kanagawa Fujiwara a headache. It seemed that these people had received guidance from an expert this time, and everyone spoke impeccably. This was the most difficult thing to do.
As a person born in a public family, Fujiwara Kanaga is naturally good at using public methods of dealing with problems, that is, relying on politics and negotiation to solve problems within certain rules, but now he is beginning to be unable to defeat dozens of people.
Seeing Fujiwara Chihime's headache as her master sat on the seat, Fujiwara Miko opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but held back. Soon, Fujiwara Chihime winked at him.
Probably just say what you want to say.
She cleared her throat, looked at Fujiwara Chihime, and then looked at the people below, and then said: "Are you doing this for Kyoto? Is it for yourself? That Shikakuno, that's you, what can you do to help the Daimyo?
Will the adults share the food supply?"
She didn't speak abstractly like Fujiwara Kanaga and others, but spoke very directly.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Everyone looked at Fujiwara Chihime and found that this famous figure did not stop her. Everyone was silent.
"Lord Daimyo, you only need to cooperate with us. You only need to provide the food, and we will take care of the rest. Every stone of food will be included in the bill. The Shikakuno family can guarantee that all the sergeants in Kyoto do not need to think about it.
Food problem." Shikakuno said.
"I've been talking for a long time, isn't it because I want to take advantage of the opportunity to control Kyoto's food? How many of those potatoes can be distributed to the samurai after you get your hands on it..." Miko Fujiwara muttered.
"Your Excellency, Mr. Oden Shirou, we think that because you are young, we won't care about these things with you. You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense." The head of the Shikakuno family said equally unceremoniously.
"That's right, Ms. Huang, don't talk nonsense in the Daming Mansion." Someone else said rudely.
"You guys! I can't bear it anymore!" She was about to roll up her sleeves and hit someone.
"Look, Your Excellency, Mr. Oden Shirou, is still so impudent? Do you still want to come down and beat someone?" The head of the Shikakuno family seemed to have caught the clue immediately.
"Master Shikakuno, this is your fault. After all, Mr. Oden Shirou has reached the age of marriage, but no one has come to propose marriage. It is better to get married early and raise a husband and children. It is infinitely better than wasting your youth in the farmland.
." Another person said.
All the people gathered together and held a meeting to condemn her and pointed the finger at her. They even began to vaguely point out the water content of the potatoes she grew, saying that they could do it too.
It seems that as long as anyone in the family can farm, they can completely overwhelm her in terms of output.
And they were telling her, both covertly and overtly, to go back to her hometown and find someone to marry. Anyone could hold her position.
"You! You guys!" Fujiwara Miko's defense was somewhat broken.
These small and medium-sized families who are also members of the public family have proved the example of amateurs in foreign wars and experts in civil wars. If they were to fight the Wu family openly and honestly, they would never be able to defeat them. But in internal political fighting, they are experts among experts.
"Quiet!" Fujiwara Chihime said softly.
Just the plain words, the whole hall suddenly became quiet.
She looked in one direction, received a positive answer, and waved her hand.
A ninja came out with a handwritten ledger in his hand.
I don't know why, but looking at that ninja, everyone present seemed to feel something was wrong.
The Shikakuno family is also a family that has existed for more than a hundred years. Although it is not a very big family, it has annexed nearly a hundred acres of land and has dozens of households of tenant farmers.
In the past, their family often took on outsourcing services such as grain and grass from the Daimyo feudal lord, and these account books were kept in the most secret place of the family.
The ninja opened the book. Even though he was a professional and strictly trained, he couldn't help laughing when he saw many things in the account book, which made the people underneath puzzled.
"Ahem, the Shikakuno family was responsible for the grain management and distribution of the Hojo daimyo in the fourth year of Kamakura. The grain they handled was 2 million koku, of which 300,000 koku was spent on four wild boars. Is this true?" Ninja?
I finished reading the contents of the bill.
The whole audience was in an uproar. Three hundred thousand shi of grain, which is close to 40 million kilograms. This kind of grain can feed everyone in Kyoto for more than a year, but they only bought four wild boar?
In today's society, it is as ridiculous as buying four sheep with a few million dollars.
Is your wild boar made of gold or silver?
"Ninja, you don't know something. Those wild boars are breeding pigs. They are the wild boars that people came from Ezo through hard work. They are very precious. We also spent so much to obtain the wild boar population in Kyoto.
The price is big..." The head of the Lukakuye family felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.
He hurriedly started to talk nonsense. Anyway, the Hojo Daimyo's body was already dead, and no one came out to challenge him. All he had to do was kill this breed-level breeding pig in one bite, for the benefit of everyone in Kyoto.
"But let me ask the head of the Shikakuno family, where did the three hundred thousand koku of food go?" Chiki Fujiwara directly attacked.
"I bought a pig." The head of the Shikakuno family answered hastily.
"What about the pig?"
"Being eaten by the samurai...I can't do it!" Shikakuno originally wanted to say that he was killed and eaten by the samurai, but then he changed his mind when he realized that even his companions looked at him very unkindly.
"In other words, these 300,000 kilograms of grain disappeared in your hands?" Fujiwara Chihime also directly concluded.
This is like spending millions of dollars to buy a few sheep now, saying they are breed sheep, and then when the authorities check it out, they say the sheep are missing.
Where is the money? The money was used to buy a sheep. What about the sheep? The sheep was eaten.
"I..." At this time, the Lukakuno family felt that they were at a loss for words. He wanted to try his best to explain the whereabouts of the 300,000 kilograms of food, but when he looked at everyone, he found that others were starting to isolate him.
"The head of the Lukakuye family is really generous. Hundreds of thousands of stones of grain can be exchanged for a few wild boars without blinking an eye. But we don't need such a generous logistics officer for the time being. After all, we like wild boars so much that we would rather spend hundreds of thousands of stones."
I bought the grain." Fujiwara Chihime also said bluntly.
"No, I..."
"Master Shikakuno, do you have anything else to say?" Chiki Fujiwara looked at him, and the ninja began to turn the pages of the ledger, with a clear threat in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Lord Daimyo. I'm sick today, so I'll take my leave first..." He hurriedly ran away.
Fujiwara Chihime straightened her sitting posture again, giving herself a slightly dignified appearance, and followed the ninja and said: "You can take out the rest."
"Hai."
The ninja left in a hurry, and soon after, he took out a stack of account books, which made all the families present feel "Gordon" in their hearts.
"And which family wants to share the worries of Kyoto?" she said softly.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Lord Daimyo. My concubine gave birth today and I forgot about it. I'll take my leave first."
"My wife is also about to give birth..."
"My daughter-in-law is also giving birth..."
"My Inutaro is also about to give birth..."
Everyone began to make excuses to leave. They all saw records on the pile that might belong to their own families, and hurriedly ran away to avoid a situation like the Shikakuno family's.
And looking at the families running away one after another, Haneda Eru felt that these guys really couldn't hold themselves up, and they couldn't even cause any trouble to the Fujiwara family.
"And this one, what's going on with the Haneda family?" Fujiwara Chihime finally looked at Haneda Eru. She also knew about this man. All the recent uproar in Kyoto was because of the arrival of their caravan, which added to her for no reason.
That’s a lot of work.
"I'm just here to seek asylum from the war. Because the upcoming war is unacceptable to us, we can only seek asylum from the daimyo first..." Haneda said hurriedly.
"Then Daimyo-sama, leave this minor matter of protection to me." Fujiwara Kanaga came out and said at this time.
"Then I'll leave it to my uncle to take charge," Fujiwara Chihime said nonchalantly.
It is true that Fujiwara can handle this kind of trivial matter separately, and there is no need for her to intervene.
So soon after Fujiwara Kanaga and Haneda left, the entire hall suddenly became quiet.
Chiki Fujiwara breathed a long sigh of relief and said secretly: "Brother, how did I handle it this time?"
There seemed to be a bit of showing off and claiming credit in his tone.
"Excellent, you finally realized the correct use of ninja." Levi walked out from the shadows, which made Miko Fujiwara, who was standing by him, open his mouth slightly in shock.
This is one of the correct uses of departments such as Jin Yiwei and Ninja. It is used to deter the people under the opponent. It can be a deterrent by force, or it can be a deterrent by holding the control in their hands.
"When did you get here?" she said in shock.
"Always here." Levi simply replied.
"Then you just watch me and Chiki-san being bullied all the time and still don't come out?" Miko Fujiwara said angrily.
Levi was suddenly filled with questions. He always felt that this girl had a strange mind.
"Okay, okay, actually, brother-sama secretly told me that this time he will watch first, and if he waits until I can't handle it well, he will come out in person." Chiki Fujiwara said with a smile, watching Levi's eyes narrow.
Smiling.
"Then go home, the dinner at home seems to be getting cold." Levi said.
"Yeah." Fujiwara Chihime also put on thick clothes and started to get ready to go home.
If it hadn't been for this group of people, she would have gone home from get off work an hour early to knock out the dishes and wait for the meal. Being left here by these guys to work overtime for an hour, she couldn't wait to go home.
Levi held her hand and began to walk along the wooden walkway, heading back home.
"Are you still following us? Aren't you ready to go home?" When he was about to reach Levi's courtyard, he turned back and looked at the little girl who had been following him.
"I...shouldn't you be my biological father...I..."
"Don't talk nonsense. Eva hasn't studied the specific situation yet. It's possible that the gene fragment detected by the staining labeling method has a huge error!" Li Wei said quickly.
"Teacher Eva would never make such a stupid mistake. You must be related to my biological mother!" Miko Fujiwara also made a noise.
At this moment, a ninja suddenly appeared in front of Levi, causing the two people, one big and one small, who were arguing to stop.
"Master..." The ninja looked at Fujiwara Mikou, asking whether he could reveal the information in this situation.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Levi said directly.
Although Miko Fujiwara is a little noisy, she is indeed one of her own now.
"A relative of yours... is at the door of the house now. It seems that he has come to recognize his relatives..." Ninja himself said hesitantly.
"Huh?" Levi was immediately shocked. He was an outsider summoned by the head of the Fujiwara family. Does he have any relatives in this world?