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Chapter 042 Forbearance (Part 2)

Chapter 042: Forbearance (Part 2)

Tamura Yoshio adjusted his physical fitness to the best condition and quietly sneaked onto the roof of Yang Hao's residence.

Since arriving in the Central Plains, he has not undergone such inhumanly painful training for a long time. He feels that he is far inferior to his peak state, and his hands and feet are not so flexible. However, he is confident that the killing skills he has honed since childhood will

It's very easy to get rid of a sleeping person without anyone noticing.

As a descendant of a ninja family, he had to accept a cruel fate as soon as he was born, either becoming a ninja or dying, and he is still alive now...

He has practiced various eavesdropping and killing skills since he was a child, and is good at various weapons such as swords and hooks, as well as hidden weapons such as darts; he can fly over walls and fly over walls, and run on the sand without making a sound; he can hold his breath in the water for a long time and use special instruments

Stay underwater for a day and a night; you can even dive to the bottom of the boat and eavesdrop on the conversations on the boat...

As a ninja, he has to overcome many difficulties such as death, loneliness, darkness, hunger, cold, injuries, etc., and he must have strong mental strength and physical fitness. As a ninja, he has been practicing with his master since he was a child.

Tantric Dharma, Eastern Tantric Tantric Dharma, like Tibetan Tantric and Indian Zamantra, is a branch of Buddhist Tantra and has a powerful effect on asceticism and physical training. Through the practice of Eastern Tantric Tantric Dharma, their physical fitness can be improved

Maximum development, spiritual will and inhuman tenacity.

However, for such hard work and hard work, the corresponding rewards are too little. In the eyes of daimyo, samurai are retainers, while ninjas are just domestic slaves. Not only do they have to perform the most dangerous tasks, but they are also often involved in secrets.

And being killed and silenced by his master. Even if he performed great feats, the reward he received was only a fraction of that of the samurai who performed the mission at the same time.

Tamura Yoshio was a very thoughtful person. He could not tolerate such treatment, and he knew that under strict control, intentional resistance would only lead to death. Therefore, through careful preparation, he faked his death during an assassination mission and escaped across the ocean.

He arrived in Middle-earth and became a well-paid Imperial Guard warrior.

He actually felt a little excited about returning to his old job today. He quietly climbed to the roof and frowned. The roof was covered with straw instead of tiles. This was a bit troublesome, but it didn't bother him.

After hundreds of years of exploration by ninjas, they can make the most appropriate choice at the right time for a variety of terrains.

He had a bottle of poison in his arms. As long as he climbed directly above Yang Hao's bed and dropped the poison into his mouth with a silk thread, Yang Hao would die silently in his sleep. He was on the eaves of the room.

I squatted down and observed the situation on the roof. The house was very simple. A section of beams was exposed from the roof ridges on both sides. I took a set of ropes from my waist. I shook the ropes and was about to tie them to the beams. Suddenly, I saw someone next to me.

He raised a big hand and grabbed the rope.

Tamura Yoshio was so shocked that he was knocked back with an elbow. There were sharp spikes hidden under his elbows, and there was also a blood-sealing poison on them, which could only scratch a little skin... But he

His elbow was held by a strong big hand. Tamura Yoshio felt a numbness in his elbow and half of his body was weak.

The person behind him is using red boxing, which is one of the oldest boxing types in the Central Plains. Tang Shou originated from this, Zhao Kuangyin’s Taizu Red Boxing originated from this, and Japanese unarmed martial arts also originated from this. It has countless changes and can defeat the enemy.

Each has its own ingenuity. Although this set of martial arts focuses on striking, the grappling aspect is also unique and sharp and powerful.

At this time, Tamura Yoshio's strong mental power came into play. The numb tendons were restrained, and his body was instinctively sore and weak, but the other half of his body was still able to respond. However, the man behind him was already prepared and picked it up extremely quickly.

The rope was already wrapped around his neck three times, and then he jumped to the ground, reached out and pulled him down.

Ninjas are very light in weight, usually not weighing more than a hundred kilograms. Tamura Yoshio's body weighing a hundred kilograms was as light as nothing in the man's hands. In a moment, he was completely restrained by the man and dragged into the night...

After a while, the housekeeper Li Qingfeng came back with a smile, rubbing his belly, as if he had just had a convenience, with a smile on his face and a relaxed look...

At dawn, Miss Zhuyun stood at Yang Hao's door with a smile and said plainly: "Good morning, sir, did you have a good rest?"

Yang Hao glanced at her and said with a half-smile, "Fortunately, I heard something unusual in the middle of the night. I don't know what happened."

Zhu Yun smiled nonchalantly and said: "Oh, in the countryside, it's probably a cat and a mouse thing. Breakfast has been prepared in the kitchen. Do you want some, sir?"

"Of course, Master Gongsun and General Wang are both here, right? Invite them to come and have a meal together."

He stretched his arms and wanted to go to the wooden corridor. Zhuyun suddenly took a step forward and said: "Master, it's better not to go to the corridor. Mr. Huang is fishing behind."

Mr. Huang's name is Huang Jin, and he is from the courtyard of Yang Hao's house. He is just in his early fifties, with gray hair, but he is not deaf or blind, and he is very healthy.

"oh?"

Yang Hao blinked and asked: "How long has Lao Huang been fishing?"

Zhu Yun said sweetly: "Probably... one night, right?"

"Did you catch a fish?"

"The fish is still in the water."

Yang Hao sighed and murmured: "This fish... really worked hard."

Zhu Yun smiled reluctantly and said, "That's what the master said."

Yang Hao suddenly turned around and walked out. When he reached Zhu Yun's side, he suddenly reached out and patted her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work. If you didn't sleep well, you can sleep on the road."

As soon as Yang Hao stretched out his hand, Zhu Yun instinctively wanted to get out of the way, but although she moved quickly, Yang Hao's movement was even faster. The palm still hit her shoulder without avoiding it at all. Zhu Yun's face froze.

.

Yang Hao walked out with a smile and sighed softly: "If we go on this way, I'm afraid you and I will have to go upside down day and night and have to rest during the day."

Miss Zhuyun looked at his back, Xiaoyao snorted softly, and said in an embarrassed voice: "You deserve it, you are lucky and you won't enjoy it, can't you trust us?"

Under the back porch, Lao Huang sat cross-legged on the wooden board, leisurely lifted the fishing rod, changed the bait, and threw it into the water again.

Near the other side of the river, a reed stands unobtrusively among the dense aquatic plants. Deep in the aquatic plants, a string of tiny bubbles will appear from time to time, as if a naughty fish is blowing bubbles.



On Hebei West Road, at the foot of Zanhuang Mountain, flags were fluttering, but the three armies were standing still. White flags were erected in front of the camp gate, fluttering and desolate.

Zhao Dezhao, who had just received the imperial edict and was granted the title of King of Wu, was packing his bags and preparing to ride back to Bianliang for the funeral. Grand Tutor Zong Jiezhou suddenly led a young man who was tired of life and broke into the tent.

When Zhao Dezhao saw him with red and swollen eyes, he quickly went up to him and said, "Teacher."

Zong Jiezhou nodded, looked around and saw no one in the tent, and said, "Qiansui, this young man came from Beijing and said he has something important to say to you."

"oh?"

Zhao Dezhao glanced at this young man who was neither humble nor arrogant, nor did he come forward to salute. Although his face was full of dust, his eyes were clear and his face was handsome. He was really a handsome and handsome young man. He was a little surprised. Zhao Dezhao looked at him again.

He glanced at me and asked: "Is the strong man coming from the capital? I wonder if you have something to see me?"

The beautiful young man glanced at Zong Jiezhou with his big black and white eyes. Zong Jiezhou understood, smiled lightly and said, "I'll step aside for a moment."

"Teacher, stay here." Zhao Dezhao called out urgently and said to the beautiful young man: "Strong man, this is my mentor. No matter what happens, there is no need to hide anything from him."

The beautiful young man said: "This matter is of great importance, even related to the safety of a thousand years old. Can it be... allowed to be heard?"

He did not hide his true voice when he spoke. Listening to her voice, it was clear and sweet, and she was actually a woman. Zhao Dezhao was even more surprised, but said: "In this case, it is even more necessary for the teacher to be present. If there is only one person in this army who can be trusted, it is

Gu’s mentor, no matter how big the matter is, there is no need to hide it from each other.”

Zong Jiezhou showed excitement when he heard this, and couldn't help but slightly bowed his hands to his student.

"Okay!" The woman glanced at Zong Jiezhou and said, "Here is a letter. I ask Chitose to read it carefully. It is Chitose's business to discuss it with you." As she spoke, she touched her sleeve carefully.

A letter came out and he handed it over with both hands.

Zhao Dezhao glanced at her and took the letter. When he saw the name of the writer on the cover, he was shocked and said hurriedly: "Strong man... Miss, please sit down. I will read the letter first before speaking."

Zhao Dezhao opened the letter in a hurry, and after reading only half of it, he stood up and shouted angrily: "This is happening! This is happening!" As he said this, two lines of hot tears flowed down his face.

Although Zong Jiezhou stayed in the tent, he couldn't read the letter. He only poured a cup of tea for Ding Yuluo and sat at the table to wait. Seeing Zhao Dezhao so carried away, Zong Jiezhou was very surprised, but said: "Thousands of years old, stay calm in the face of danger."

, don’t be surprised by changes.”

Zhao Dezhao burst into tears and said angrily: "Teacher, how can students not be surprised by changes? This letter... this letter..."

Ding Yuluo said quietly: "Qiantai can see it more clearly. This is a letter written by Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Zhao Dezhao said: "You can't be wrong. This letter is indeed written by Yongqing. In order to gain my trust, the letter also specifically mentioned things about childhood that only my brother and sister know about."

Ding Yuluo nodded and said: "That's good. The widowed mother and young brother in the capital are all waiting eagerly for it. Chitose should make a decision early. What's the use of a thousand-year-old man crying bitterly?"

Zhao Dezhao felt ashamed when Ding Yuluo said this, and told Zong Jiezhou: "Teacher, please take a look."

Zong Jiezhou accepted the letter hesitantly, and Ding Yuluo said: "This letter is of great importance. If the old gentleman reads it, you will be responsible for all the good and bad fortune. It may even involve your family. You have to think clearly."

After hearing this, the white-haired Zong Jiezhou raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "I was entrusted by the late emperor to teach the emperor's eldest son, and I did not hesitate to do anything wrong. In this case, I must read this letter."

Zong Jiezhou opened the letter and turned pale after reading half of it. In the back, Princess Yongqing recounted her childhood family affairs in order to gain her brother's trust, as well as her request for him to lead his troops for revenge. Zong Jiezhou stopped reading.

His hands slowly dropped, and he said with a pale face: "The late emperor passed away suddenly. I felt something was strange, but I never expected...now...what should I do now?"

Zhao Dezhao's face was as bloody as he roared angrily: "The revenge for killing my father is irreconcilable. I...I will lead my army back to the division and march into Bianliang to eliminate thieves for the country, avenge my father, kill the man who stole the throne and establish myself on my own."

The great traitor."

Zong Jiezhou quickly calmed down and advised: "Chitose cannot be reckless. Now that the King of Jin has ascended the throne and his title has been determined, how easy is it for Chitose to lead his troops and fight back to the capital? If he is not careful, he will fall into a place of eternal disaster. Chitose

Think twice."

Zhao Dezhao said angrily: "How can the teacher think twice about being alone? Is it possible that... as a son of a man, you can turn a deaf ear to the revenge of killing your father?"

Ding Yuluo glanced at Zong Jiezhou with admiration and said: "Qiansui, what Taifu said is very reasonable. Qiansui wants to avenge his father and get rid of the national traitors. He also has to make a living and think about it. It's such a big thing. How can it be done?"

Can you be rash?"

Zong Jiezhou said with emotion: "Young lady came here on the order of Taiwei Yang? I wonder what Taiwei Yang stands for?"

Ding Yuluo said: "Chitose's reaction was expected by Taiwei. When Lord Taiwei asked me to deliver the message, he repeatedly warned that Jin Li had just ascended the throne and the throne was not yet stable. If the Northern Expedition troops were willing to join Chitose

, Qiansui, as the eldest son of the emperor, announced the evil deeds of King Jin to the world, so he may not be able to compete with him.

At the time of the introduction, as long as the emperor's decree was announced, all troops and horses, and officials would most likely stand still. They would neither serve the king nor rush to help the emperor's eldest son, but would wait for the dust to settle. This is human nature and cannot be forced.

.The soldiers that Qian Sui can use are the elite troops of the Northern Expedition, and the soldiers that the King of Jin can use are the imperial troops who stayed in Bianliang. The Taiwei can also recruit the northwest vassals to help Qian Sui."

Before Ding Yuluo finished speaking, Zhao Dezhao said with great joy: "The Taiwei is a loyal and good man to the country. With this, great things can be expected."

Zong Jiezhou glanced at his beloved disciple, shook his head helplessly, turned to Ding Yuluo and said: "Girl, the implication of the Taiwei's words is that the key is, can Qiantose mobilize the troops of the Northern Expedition?"

"good!"

Ding Yuluo said: "Chitose is leading an army for the first time. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to predict whether he can command the three armies. The Taiwei said that if Chitose rashly tells the truth to the generals, and the generals are unwilling to take risks,

, then the situation has been lost, and there is no chance of survival for a thousand years old, let alone holding back for the time being and waiting for the opportunity."

Zong Jiezhou said: "This is true, but...if Qiansui doesn't tell the truth, how can he try to get the will of the generals?"

Ding Yuluo smiled faintly: "This is exactly the problem that Chitose needs to solve, the daughter of the people... I'm just waiting here for an answer!"


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