[Touken Ranbu] Mrs. Oda Nobunaga

In these war-torn times, I know that winning and losing are fickle.

But when I heard the news of the Honnoji Incident, I still couldn’t accept it. The loyalists wanted to take me to a safe place to settle down.

I'll let them out first and leave me alone.

When I was left alone in the dormitory with Nobunaga, I couldn't help kneeling on the ground and crying loudly. It was the first time I cried so heartbreakingly.

I feel very sorry for Nobunaga in my heart, because I have been married to Nobunaga for so many years, and I have never had a child for him.

I went to a doctor for a physical examination, but nothing was wrong.

I was a little worried whether Nobunaga would find another woman, but Nobunaga said that as long as our child is not there, we will adopt it.

In this era, he was able to say such words, and I was moved to tears by him. We were tired of being together almost all day during those days.

As a result, Nobunaga is dead now, without even a descendant.

Guilt surged into my heart, and I cried more and more terribly.

So far, what am I still living for?

Nobunaga, you wait for me, I will accompany you right now.

——Why... my lower abdomen hurts... Could it be?

God bless, I must have!

I hold back from crying, only sobbing, and suddenly feel something dripping from between my legs.

Pull up the skirt, sure enough! ! !

My eyes went dark, I tried to calm my breathing, and lay down slowly on the ground to slow down the blood flow.Call the maid and tell her to find a doctor.

While waiting for the doctor to come, I have been praying to God not to be so cruel to me and not to deprive me of my last hope.

...This is also the last thing Nobunaga left me...

Fortunately, God heard my prayer.

When the doctor said: "The child is saved." At the moment, my whole body fell to the ground.

I asked the doctor to cook a bowl of anti-abortion medicine for me.

I said to my diehards: "I'm pregnant. This is the hope of the Oda family. I'm going to Daming for help. I hope you can escort me there."

The diehards expressed their heartfelt tears one by one.

I asked them to bring some gold and silver, and besides the diehard loyalists, I brought a few maids, and the doctor also took them away—after all, the journey is far away, and I can't let anything happen to my children!

Before leaving, I looked at the sword hanging on the wall.

Now hanging on the wall - Zong Sanzuo characters, Mikazuki Zongjin, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada and Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"I should bring a knife for self-defense" I silently convinced myself in my heart.

My eyes lingered from the four swords, and quickly narrowed the scope, lingering on Zong San Zuo Wen and San Kai Yue Zong Jin, because these two swords have deep memories of Nobunaga.

Finally, with a cruel heart, he took down Zong San's left writing.

I am not tall, but rather petite.

Zong Sanzuo's writing is shorter than Sanri Yuezong's, and I use it more easily. Although I am very reluctant, but at a critical moment, I must be willing to be willing.

I stroked the remaining three swords with my fingers, and said firmly, "Wait for me, I will definitely bring you all back!"

I don't worry about them being damaged. In this day and age, swords are the best trophies. The winners cherish swords very much. All I have to do is to come back as soon as possible and take back what is mine.

The child was born in the motherland, it was a son, named Oda Nenshin.

Honestly, it's a relief that men live more conveniently than women these days.

Of course, even if I am a daughter, I will not give up the great cause of restoring the Oda family, but the resistance will be greater.

I know that there are many silver mines in Japan, so I asked the imperial court for help. If the Oda family mastered Japan, they were willing to merge into Ming Dynasty. In addition, we orphans and widows would have sympathy points. In short, there was help.

After returning to Japan, with the help of Daming and the help of the remaining diehards, the chaos was quickly quelled, and the surname Oda shrouded the sky over Japan, becoming the actual controller of Japan.

Noshin is still too young now, but I am actually firmly ruling Japan.

I ordered to search the place of Honnoji, hoping to contain Nobunaga's bones, but I couldn't find it...Yakuken Toshiro and Fudo Yukimitsu found it instead.

I asked people to dig three feet to find it again... still nothing.

I was at a loss and at a loss, and finally ordered to build a mausoleum in Honnoji Temple. I didn't want to be buried in other places after I died.

Nobunaga's sword quickly returned to my hands, and even the cut Hasebe he sent was also presented by the Kuroda family.

I cherish these swords very much, because they carry my memories of Nobunaga, so that I can think about others when I see them.

The walls of my house are full of shelves, and all my swords hang on the walls, and they are my spiritual comfort.

No matter how busy I am every day, I will definitely spare time to maintain the sword.

When I first got the sword, my heart was relatively fragile. Every time I was alone in the room talking to the sword, I would cry and soak the sword.

Zongsan Zuowen has been upgraded to my favorite sword.

In the days of wandering, I also used it to kill a few people - it protected me.

I must hold it at night in Daming to fall asleep with peace of mind.

I also often say to myself about it:

"Zongsan, thank you for protecting me."

"Zong San, you must bless me to succeed!"

"...Zongsan, I'm so scared by myself, I always feel like I can't hold on anymore."

"Zongsan, I succeeded!"

"Zongsan, I miss Nobunaga so much..." holding it and weeping silently.

Mikazuki Zongjin carries my most affectionate time, and sometimes it is used as the carrier of Nobunaga.

"Nobunaga, I avenged you."

"Nobunaga, you are working hard to read the letter! I am not a qualified mother... But I can't let him rely on me too much... After all, I will go to you in advance..."

I know that Yaken Toshiro is a sword loyal to the lord. When I first took it back, I saw it and Fudo Gyoko being burned like that. What a pain!

I had them restored by a knifesmith, and I took good care of them, tucking them under my pillow at night before I went to bed—and I even swapped them out for a queen-sized pillow.

"Yakuken, you didn't hurt Nobunaga, did you?"

"Yaoken" I gestured on my wrist with it, "forget it... don't tarnish your reputation of loyalty as a dying person..." Tears couldn't help splashing on the knife.

I also said a lot about the press-cut Hasebe when it first arrived.

"Hasebe, welcome back... It's a pity that your master can't greet you in person..."

"That heartless Nobunaga... left us all behind... But don't blame him, okay?" I couldn't help crying again.

When Nianshin was able to handle political affairs, I left a suicide note and committed suicide by taking poison. The day I committed suicide was the day Nobunaga died.

postscript:

As a powerful and beautiful woman, she will always be flattered by many people.

Nianxin also felt sorry for me, and once implicitly expressed that he didn't mind if I raised a few to relieve boredom.

I rejected other people's overtures, saying, "If it's not Nobunaga, I can't do it."

I am called the most infatuated woman by later generations, and basically YY novels of later generations will always have a strange love with me.

The swords I left behind also vaguely symbolize "longing for my lover".

Zong Sanzuo's characters also have the meaning of "the symbol of the world", because when I took it to Daming, later generations believed that it brought me success.

Later, I prayed for success—such as passing the exam and being promoted smoothly...I would always buy amulets in the shape of Zong Sanzuo's characters.

Sanriyue Zongjin has also become an indispensable tool for people in later generations to fall in love. When a man praises a woman's beauty, he always says: "Your beauty is even worse than Sanriyue Zongjin!"

By the way, Mikazuki Mune's hairpins and earrings... are also very popular.

The anniversary of the death of Nobunaga and I has also gradually evolved into a festival. On this day, men, women and children on the street will wear swords to express their worship to me-all swords belong to me.

If a man and a woman meet, they will send swords to each other—to show their loyalty to each other, because Nobunaga and I died on the same day, and they are willing to do the same in the future.

The author has something to say: Let the heroine take Zong Sanzuo's writing away, or the title of "symbol of the world" will disappear.

The next chapter will start the Honmaru chapter... Why is it so long before, I'm afraid the Honmaru chapter is not as long as the previous chapter... Forget it, don't worry, after all, I can procrastinate so much, and it will grow after I procrastinate... I There is never an outline when writing an article, wherever you think of it, wherever you write it, it is so chic =￣ω￣=