Azuchi

After being away from home for many years, Sanhe's last successor, Matsudaira Motoyasu, became a hostage again, and the order became chaotic after many years of no management.

To confirm the authority of one's own master, to take care of Sanhe's internal affairs, to formulate future development plans, and to assemble an army to fight against future invasions.

Of course, the more important thing is the food!People depend on food.

It took about half a month to find out the bottom line of most of Mikawa. Matsudaira Motoyasu looked at the report in his hand coldly, "Thank you, Hanzo."

Hanzo is also Hattori Hanzo, a ninja who came from Iga and left. He was accidentally rescued by Motoyasu when he was seriously injured. Later, in the civil strife in Iga, he resolutely brought the people of the Hattori clan to defect to Motoyasu. There is a place to live to dawdle.

Hanzo, whose lower half of his face is covered by a face towel, is actually very good-looking, but ninjas and the like usually look better to complete the task. Although there are disguises and so on, the soy sauce face of passers-by saves even makeup skills, which is so convenient.

He was dressed in a black tights that are common to ninjas and knelt down on one knee, as if his whole body was melted into the shadows, and he could not feel much sense of existence, "My lord, what should I do?"

"This matter can't be rushed." Yuan Kang stuffed the report into a book and put it on the shelf. "We have to show our position and strength first. Only when the foundation is solid can we deal with them in a fair manner. As usual, let some rumors go out first."

What kind of problem is so troublesome is actually a religious problem.

Japan is a country that believes in Buddhism. Many Buddhist disciples, such as Taiyuan Xuezhai, can receive the best education. Especially in times of war, people are panicked, and the existence of religion is conducive to the stability of people's emotions.

Although he doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, he doesn't care about these religions, but there must be a limit to everything!

There are too many temples in Sanhe Okazaki, which are full of incense, and they are overloaded.

People here burn incense and worship Buddha according to three meals a day, and many people even became monks in order to escape the war.

Good monk, you don’t have to risk your life on the battlefield, you can have a full meal by chanting scriptures every day, and what’s wrong with getting incense money?

There are too many young and middle-aged men who hold this kind of thinking. In families with only the old, the weak, the sick and the young, there is no land to cultivate and no fish to catch. It is difficult to even eat every year, and the number of temples increases The cost has also increased, and the previous voluntary donation has now become a compulsory collection.

Life is becoming more and more difficult, and more and more people become monks. It is a vicious circle.

To solve this matter thoroughly, time, means and rights are indispensable, and it is not in his plan in a short time.

After putting away the book, I raised my eyes and looked out of the window. It was midsummer, and the green willows were shady. It was a good weather for an outing.

"I'm going to meet an old friend in the next few days, Hanzo, and I'll leave this to you."

There are many benefits after being the master of the house, the most important of which is of course self-willedness.

Arranging all kinds of heavy arrangements for his subordinates every day and letting them run around, after ordering Hanzo to supervise, Matsudaira Motoyasu took gifts, left everyone and left in style.

He went to Owari, which is not far away. At this time, Owari defeated the Imagawa clan and was extremely arrogant.

In the past half a month, the post-war reconstruction has been done well. Although Kiyosu Castle in Owari is not as old and prosperous as Junfu, it is still prosperous.

First, he sent a letter to Nobunaga to make an appointment. He secretly visited his biological mother, and then went to visit the grave of Nobunaga's teacher, Masahide Hirate, who was also his half-teacher.

When the appointed time came, Nobunaga, who was wearing a very normal uniform on a red horse, came galloping... the half-bald Tsukiyoto.

Although this hardly damages Nobunaga's heroism and beauty, it is a tragedy to have a different aesthetic view-he began to regret coming to see Nobunaga.

Since Yuanfu had no ability to resist and was forced to shave Yuedai's head that year, Yuankang took issue with Imagawa's hairstyle and resolutely protected his hair.

Therefore, he now has long hair in a small bundle, politely and reservedly said, "Brother."

Only when there is a contrast is it beautiful. Compared with others, Nobunaga is obviously the one who treats him the best and is the most sincere, worthy of the title of a sincere big brother.

It's a pity that Nobunaga has never been a person who plays cards according to common sense. He rode a horse around Yuankang three times, and the first sentence he said was gossip.

"Yo, divorced?" Not enough gossip, but still want to be a matchmaker, "Do you want to marry Ah Shi, the most beautiful sister in my family?"

Oda City, Nobunaga's most beautiful cousin, this year... 13 years old.

Songping Yuankang stared at him with fishy eyes, the good self-cultivation he had cultivated over the past ten years was completely ruined, "Very idle?"

Only then did Nobunaga burst out laughing, he was used to copying his hands, half-captive, half-carrying, and forced the 17-year-old Yuan Kang, who was about to come of age, to be brought onto the horse.

This is not when I was a child, two big men were almost squeezed together with their chests against their backs, and Yuan Kang had to hug Nobunaga's strong waist tightly in order not to fall off.

"Let's go, I have prepared a grand banquet for you, and there are surprises."

The banquet was indeed grand enough, basically all the famous retainers of the Oda family came, Sasama Narumasa, Maeda Toshiie, Shibata Katsuie, Niwa Nagahide, and that surprise... was only a surprise but not a joy.

There is a law in everything in the world, if you suppress too much, the rebound will be more terrifying.

Toasting each other, pushing cups and changing cups, Maeda Toshiya, who is more gentle among the crowd, is in charge of Yuankang's food, drink and entertainment. Nobunaga left at some point. woman.

The entire hall was suddenly silent, and the women who filed in found a seat in the middle and sat down, holding instruments and began to play, and then the main point came!

The dancer, who had been covering her face with a folding fan, suddenly turned around to the music, and her gorgeous dance clothes twirled along with it, like a fluttering butterfly.

When he saw the peerless face of the dancing girl, Matsudaira Motoyasu didn't save face and sprayed tea directly.

There is no other reason, this dancer who wears a cloud-like wig and is as beautiful as a fairy and has no sense of disobedience is Oda Nobunaga himself!

Even if you are used to seeing Nobunaga's various eccentric clothes collocations, you have never brushed the lower limit like this for a moment, and you are always welcome!

Nobunaga, you bear!

However, none of the retainers of the Oda family recognized their lord, and they even looked straight at people such as Sasa Congzheng and Shibata Katsuie, and they were planning to have a kiss with the beauty tonight.

He felt that he needed to go out to get a breath of fresh air and then slowly ease his frightened heart. Maeda Toshiie, who was very observant, blocked him from leaving, and asked tentatively, "Is this dancer your old love?"

Old love you sister!

Matsudaira Motoyasu only returned a look of lovelessness, and to paraphrase a word - this day is impossible!

After the dance, the maids left in an orderly manner, only Nobunaga didn't care about dragging his gorgeous and beautiful clothes and sat at the top seat.

At that moment, it seemed that everyone's worldview was shattered.

After the unbelievable event, everyone with their faces changing from green to white, purple and green, urinated, drank, fainted, and went home to heal their wounds with a broken heart in their arms—internal injuries.

Nobunaga held up the wine glass and drained it, lifted a lock of hair in a charming gesture, raised his domineering brows high, and said in high spirits, "How about this gift?"

Matsudaira Motoyasu twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to remain calm, "I'm flattered."

Nobunaga didn't like drinking very much since he was a child, but he has participated in countless banquets over the years, and his body has begun to get used to it.

The high-spirited Nobunaga obviously drank too much today, but he was frightened by the glass-hearted retainers and ran away. In desperation, he had no choice but to help Nobunaga go to the inner room to rest.

Because I have never seen Nobunaga drink before, so I don't know about his wine, but obviously the wine here is not very good.

He just went over to change into clothes that didn't smell heavily of alcohol, and Nobunaga drove away all the servants who served him. He couldn't take it off, and his underwear was ripped open, exposing his chest, which was tanned into a healthy chocolate complexion.

Although it was the beginning of summer, the temperature difference between day and night was still huge. A towel wrung out with warm water probably wiped his face and hands for him, and then closed his clothes.

The appearance of Nobunaga lying quietly on his back on the bed made him very satisfied. If this guy dared to go crazy with alcohol, he would definitely splash water all over his body.

"Hiade died. To make me normal, I would commit seppuku." Masahide Hirate, the only person who believed and supported Nobunaga's father and Nobunaga's ability to inherit the Oda family.

"Nobuyuki is also dead. I lured him here with illness and killed him with my own hands." Oda Nobuyuki, his brother of a compatriot, was spoiled by his mother and wanted to resist his existence, so he must not stay!

Nobunaga's voice was eerily calm, he looked at Matsudaira Motoyasu faintly, as if that arrogant and self-willed young man had been mercilessly submerged in the passing of time, sleeping here was a completely strange and terrifying man waiting for an opportunity Bloodthirsty jackal.

Yuan Kang looked at him condescendingly, calmly, with indifference and coolness from the bottom of his heart, "I said earlier, your personality will become a loner sooner or later."

"you've changed."

"You have changed too."

"How about staying with me?"

"No." Yuan Kang raised his eyebrows needlessly, with unshakable determination, "I'm not interested in being controlled by others, and I'm even less interested in being someone else's subordinate."

In fact, he and Nobunaga are the same kind of people, but he is more introverted and likes to be in the dark, while Nobunaga goes through the market with great fanfare.

It was getting late, he yawned, put the quilt on Nobunaga and prepared to leave.

Suddenly a strong force hit from behind, and the center of gravity was unsteady without warning, and his head hit the human body quilt on the bed directly.

His shoulders and neck were imprisoned by his hands and he couldn't move. Matsudaira Motoyasu's face darkened and he just wanted to ask this guy why he was crazy, but he felt something hot and wet on his neck, itching and numb.

Before he could react, he could only hold his neck and gasp, blowing his hair completely!

MD!Is this guy a dog! ?Bite!

He punched it mercilessly, creating a beautiful black eye. He pulled the collar tightly and walked away.

I planned to live in Qingzhou City for a few days, but now I have no such intentions at all. I went directly to the stable to borrow a horse, and returned to Sanhe tonight.

In this war-torn era, the quality of people can't be forced. People who drink and make trouble abound. In the corner of the remote stables, there are people who drink too much and make trouble.

"A monkey is a monkey, only fit to carry shoes for the lord."

"That's right! Even if you help the lord find a way to repair the city wall, you're not just a groom haha."

"Want to make a fortune? Go ahead and dream! The scumbags should stay in the garbage heap obediently and don't come out to embarrass others."

After being punched, kicked and cursed by several ronin, the thin figure curled up on the ground didn't say a word, but just protected the key parts, his eyes were fierce and unyielding.

Obviously, this kind of look irritated people even more, and those ronin scolded harder and kicked harder.

He made some noise on purpose, those ronin including the one who was beaten looked over at the same time, a drunk crooked ronin came directly to drive them away.

From the beginning to the end, the person who was beaten never asked him for help, and he didn't know whether it was backbone or... smart.

He can indeed easily solve the trouble of the person who was beaten now, but what about after that?It's not like he will be retaliated twice, so he can't make a move.

Leaving a bottle of wound medicine in the stable, he got on his horse and rode away with the sign he took from Nobunaga's body.

As for Nobunaga?Fainted in bed!Comes with a stylish dark circle.