I just want to build a city

After drinking the medicinal soup boiled with venison, Haruki-kun, satisfied with a book, asked Kaito-kun before going to bed to ask the craftsmen to put aside the other projects in hand first. Give it to Heianjing's father, please ask him to invite some outstanding blacksmiths and swordsmiths to come over.

After explaining to Kaito-kun, he rested after savoring the taste of venison.In modern times, he really doesn't have the chance to eat real wild venison once. Although it is not grilled, it tastes good.

After Hai Teng-kun got the order, he went to find the craftsmen in the territory.Now in the hands of craftsmen, the only task is the craftsman's chamber of commerce for their work, and now more than half of it has been built.

They never thought of building such a large chamber of commerce, but the lord provided them with building materials and salaries, which is completely different from the treatment in other territories in the past. So what if it is just expanding the territory of the chamber of commerce, it is nothing to them Don't be ignorant of bad things.In the past in the Ju family's territory, not only did they have to get the building materials themselves, but they didn't even have to talk about wages.

The benefits of Mr. Qingshu's doing so are immediately reflected at this moment.The materials and wages were all provided by the lord himself. After learning about Haruki-kun's arrangement from Kaito-kun, these craftsmen moved the work site without any reluctance, and took the materials used to build the chamber of commerce to build a weapon shop first.

As for the matter of writing a letter to Minamoto Yoshinobu, it was handed over to Yamaguchi-kun who Minamoto Yoshinobu placed next to Haruki-kun.Craftsmen and blacksmiths are needed. Opening a weapon shop is beneficial to the samurai. Yamaguchi-kun is very willing to help with this and report to General Lai Xin about the manor territory in advance.

As soon as Yamaguchi-kun wrote a letter in advance, Honda-kun here also felt that it was necessary to tell about Haruki-sama's illness, but after learning the lesson from last time, he went to Xing's place to find out.

Now, the identities of Yamaguchi and Honda can be said to have passed the Ming Road in front of Xing and the others. Xing naturally didn't keep too much information from them, and told him that Mr. Qingshu has woken up now, but the illness is gone like a spasm Silk still needs to be raised for a while.

As for why he was seriously ill, it was because the last time the yin qi entered the body and his body suffered a loss, he did not recover completely, so he suffered from the cold air, so he developed a fever.These things were carefully examined by the two of them and sent to Ping'an Jingzhong.

When Yuan Laixin received the letter, he was worried about his son's weak health.Do you think it's time to mention your thoughts to Fujido, and ask him to exercise his body well before Qingshu is still in Yuanfu, so that he will not fall ill so easily in the future.However, let's talk about this kind of thing after Haruki-kun is in good health.

As for blacksmiths and knifesmiths, this is of course not a problem for Genji. As a general, Genji has raised a large number of blacksmiths and knifesmiths. Since his son asked him for it, he trusted his vision.

Yuan Laixin thought for a while, and in his mind, he looked through the small clans that had been raised under the Yuan family for several generations, and there were so many candidates.

Fujiwara Michitaka's health improved a lot shortly after the year.In the court hall, there was no Fujiwara Michitaka these days, and the emperor realized that he was really not good enough, so he sent many precious things to make up for it, so that Fujiwara Michitaka returned to the court early.

At this time, I received a letter from Tottori. After my body was about to recover, my grandson fell ill again. Fortunately, I woke up now, and it was not too serious.This made Daolong feel a little bit emotional, is he going to pull Haruki-kun, who is not as healthy as he was when he was young, into the vortex of the power of the Heianjing Fujiwara family?How could he be willing to run the business by himself for a long time? After a few years, the Fujiwara family, which would become even more brilliant, would not fall into the hands of his own blood.

Today's Fujiwara Michitaka is still struggling with this matter.Let's hold on for another five years, wait until Jun Qingshu takes over, and explain clearly to this child the seriousness of it.

However, what if he can't last until then...

Fujiwara Michitaka's heart tightened, and he felt that he couldn't make various arrangements just for the glory of the Fujiwara family.His lineage must be supported by someone.After he died, his two brothers would not take good care of their descendants.

Michitaka Fujiwara looked at the letter and said that sentence, because the weakness from the yin qi entering the body last time hadn't healed yet, he decided to take the initiative to come to the door and take a trip to Abe's mansion.

"Have someone fetch ten altars of wine from my storeroom that Qingshu has brought in one after another."

"Yes."

Seimei loves delicious wine and fresh fish. Most of the clans in Heianjing know about these enjoyments.Michitaka Fujiwara feels that there is no other wine that can compare to the fine wine sent by Haruki-kun, who is an excellent brewer.

Sitting on the porch, he came back with Yuan Boya, who was facing backwards, to enjoy the dead trees and weeds in the yard. Abe, who was tasting the wine, had eyesight, and the mobile phone fan knocked on his palm again and again. He seemed to be in a daze looking at a dead grass at the bottom of the wall .

"Qingming, Qingming!"

"Well?"

"Are you in a daze?" Yuan Boya was a little annoyed. He was talking to him here, but this man was only staring at a piece of dry grass. Could it be that he is not as interesting as a piece of dry grass when he is a living person? !

Qingming shook her head slightly, she seemed to be smiling, but it didn't look like a smile. "I'm thinking. I don't know if this withered grass will grow young leaves next year or the year after."

"You're just in a daze." Yuan Boya didn't understand what Qingming wanted to say.He hasn't understood the single "name" issue from the year before to now. For this reason, Seimei also enlightened a wisteria flower. Thinking about it, it shouldn't be that he is too stupid, but that he is really in harmony with yin and yang. There is no fate in art, and the sword in his hand is more suitable for him.

"You say yes, that's it." Qingming smiled, not intending to argue with him about this, and even if he did, he wouldn't understand.

"By the way, there is still about two cups of tea left. I have guests coming here. When the time comes, you follow the chickadee, but avoid it in the next year." Qingming said suddenly.

Yuan Boya looked up at him in surprise. "In the past, didn't you always find excuses to avoid it? You don't like dealing with those nobles."

Yuan Boya knew that the people who could make Qingming tell him to avoid him could only come from the Chaotang clan.Because, if these people see him and Qingming getting along so well, their lives will definitely be disturbed frequently in the future.

Moreover, he is a descendant of the Genji family, so it is really difficult to follow Seimei-kun's example and find excuses to refuse these contacts.

"Today, I won't avoid it. What he asked of me happened to be the person I wanted to meet. It's not bad for me to accept this kind of favor. It just so happens that I can take you to taste the more Delicious green plum wine." Seimei-kun said with a smile like this, which made Yuan Boya at the side lament that this friend's heart is unpredictable.

Sure enough, just as Abe Seimei said, within two cups of tea, the titmouse appeared in front of the two of them, Yuan Boya put down his wine cup, and went behind with the titmouse to avoid it.After Yuan Boya left, a group of goblins staggered and rolled out from the corner one by one, and cleaned up the wine jars and dishes with resistance or resistance.

When Fujiwara Michitaka came to the Abe Seimei Garden, what he saw was him kneeling in the corridor, listening with his eyes down. There were no birdsong or insects around, but he didn't know what he was listening to. .

"Dr. Abe..."

"Master Fujiwara, it turned out that you are here. I was doing some divination just now, but I didn't greet you at the door. I really neglected you."

"No, I'm here today to ask for something."

……

Afterwards, no one knew exactly what Seimei-kun and Fujiwara Michitaka said.Even Yuan Boya, who was hiding behind the two barriers between them, didn't hear anything.However, Yuan Boya is already used to it. Under Abe's technique, wanting to overhear something is simply a dream.

Yuan Boya didn't have to wait too long before being led out by the sprite again.After he came out, there were suddenly ten jugs of wine in the originally empty courtyard. In front of Abe, there was actually an exquisite wooden box, about the length of an adult's forearm. What was inside, Yuan Boya guessed , he probably already knew.

However, who can come up with ten altars of fine wine and so much money has something to do with my cousin Yuan Qingshu, Yuan Boya thought, he already knows who the person who came is probably.

Although he guessed it, Yuan Boya didn't say anything, and Qingming was more interested in the ten jars of wine in the yard than the box of gold and silver.

When Yuan Boya came, Qingming was unsealing a jar of wine, sniffing the aroma of the wine, and said with a smile. "The clans that usually come to give gifts can't come up with such good ones, Boya, do you want to come and taste it?"

"Didn't it be better to drink something better? Do you want me to drink up here so that I can fight with you when I go?" Yuan Boya sat down cross-legged, already aware of Qingming's little tricks, After all, they have known each other for several years.

"Haha." Qingming closed the wine seal, and let the little monsters running out from the corner move them into his small wine cellar one by one. "Really, Boya, you are becoming more and more boring now."

So, your definition of fun is being teased by you in various ways?

This made Yuan Boya couldn't help expressing his silent condolences to his cousin, because he remembered that when he came last time, he heard Qingming say that his cousin was an existence that rarely interested him.

……

During the period when the letter was sent to Heianjing, Qingshu-kun was recovering well, and he got Xing's acquiescence, got up from the bed, and enjoyed the spring scenery in the courtyard through the veil.

According to Xing, after the incident at the shrine, the wanderer became much quieter and more at ease. Most of the time, except for cooperating with Kaito-kun to get the ore and proportion needed for the glass, most of the rest of the time was spent in his room , As for what they are doing, they are not clear.Mr. Qingshu also clicked on Youzi's room several times before going to bed every day, and peeped to see what he was doing, but what surprised him was that Youzi was just sitting in the room on his knees.Haruki-kun clicked on Youzi's attribute panel, and was a little surprised that Youzi's loyalty was on the same level as Kaito-kun and his wife, but slightly worse than the two. There was a bracket behind the name, which read: Sitting quietly.

Probably thinking about some major life events.

Qingshu-kun thought very loosely, and then fell asleep.After looking at Youzi's attribute panel, he lost his curiosity about what Youzi was doing.If Youzi's current loyalty will do something against him, then there is no need to start building his city-state. After all, everyone will be untrustworthy, right?

The system is not useless in this regard, at least it gives him a sufficient sense of security, so he doesn't have to work hard to figure out whether this person is really reliable or trustworthy.

"My lord, the lunch is here, shall we eat it in the porch?" Xing lifted up a corner of the veil, trying not to let the cold spring air seep into the heavy veil.

"Well, let's eat here. I also feel more appetizing in this spring scene of cherry blossoms." Qingshu-kun loosened his neckline without any trace when Xing turned his back. Today, Surrounded by two charcoal braziers, it was too hot.

After waking up, after eating the venison medicinal soup, Qingshu-kun’s complexion and energy were obviously much better, so that these days, the kitchen has been cooking medicinal soup, either venison or velvet antler. The days when you have to eat meat, but after making up for it like this, Haruki-kun only feels that his body is full of fire, and the doctor sees him every day, but there is nothing to show. It is still the Japanese medical skills of this era, which is too backward and useless.

For today's lunch, Qingshu-kun refused to continue eating the medicinal soup, and asked people to marinate the remaining venison with bean paste, cut it into plates and eat it with water and rice, so as to get rid of the anger of these days.

Just when Mr. Qingshu was enjoying the large plate of venison stewed meat, suddenly the familiar strong wind rolled up the veil, picked up the spark in the charcoal basin, and when it was about to cause a fire, it seemed to be snuffed out in the air by something among.

"Oh my, I almost caused a big trouble."

Qingshu-kun felt the ear-piercing low-pitched voice, and the obscuring car that drove into Qingshu-kun's courtyard was also under the control of its owner, showing its whereabouts in front of people.Oborosha's huge ghost head looked at Haruki-kun, and opened his mouth. It was obviously a terrifying scene, but it made Qingshu-kun feel a little simple and ridiculous.

"Hahaha..." Amidst the laughter of the Oboroche, Seimei led a person out of the Oboroche, holding a fan, smiling at Qingshu-kun whose meal was interrupted.

"Look at me, I've been in Heianjing for a long time, and I've almost forgotten Qingshu-kun's eating habits here. This is the time for you to eat. It seems that we came at the wrong time."

Of course Qingshu-kun understands the hidden meaning of Qingming's words. After getting acquainted with this person for a while, he no longer cares about eating meat in front of him, and naturally turned to the person behind him. Xing instructed: "Tell the kitchen that there are guests coming, let them serve the leftover venison together, and take a jar of green plum wine from last year."

"Yes."

Qingshu-kun doesn't know who the other person brought by Seimei is, but the person who can be brought by him at this time should not be someone who needs to avoid talking, and it seems that the person with a long sword in his belt should be a samurai Characters, samurai and nobles are different, they are not taboo about eating meat, nor are they ashamed of eating meat.It is a group of people who often avoid the clan and royal family to hunt meat.

"Why did you come at the wrong time? Didn't you just choose this time to come?" Mr. Qingshu replied after giving instructions to Xing, directly revealing Mr. Qingming's little thoughts.

"That said, it really makes me feel wronged." The folding fan in Jun Qingming's hand lifted the veil, his face turned reddish from the faint heat inside, and he raised his eyebrows. "I didn't expect that your illness is really not completely cured this time."

The maids brought their desks and futons, and placed them on both sides of Haruki-kun's lower head.

"I thought Master Abe had figured everything out." Haruki-kun joked.

It has become a habit for the two of you to talk to each other, joking and teasing each other, but Yuan Boya, who came with Abe Seimei, was dumbfounded.My seven-year-old cousin didn't expect to have such a shocking fighting power against Qingming.This was the first time he had seen Qingming's true colors exposed so mercilessly.However, this is probably the reason why Uncle and Qingming paid so much attention to this child.

After Qingming said hello to Qingshu in a different way, he sat down at the lower right seat of him, and Yuan Boya sat at the lower left seat.

"By the way, Master Abe hasn't introduced me yet. This is..." Qingshu-kun temporarily put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Yuan Boya on the other side.

"Speaking of which, he is related to you by blood. This is your cousin of the same clan, Mr. Boya, who is also an official in the court like me."

Oh~ Yuan Boya, although Haruki-kun’s history is not very good, but he has heard a lot about this friend of Abe Seimei. Later generations said that the great onmyoji Abe Seimei always brought such two A good friend by his side, the samurai Yuan Boya.However, is Yuan Boya a cousin of the Zhongman clan?This, he really doesn't know.

"It turned out to be brother. Good day. It's the first time we met, and I let you see me like this, so it's bad luck."

Yuan Boya didn't care about these things and waved his hand. "I don't care about bad luck or bad luck. Qingming said that the Qi in my body is such that ordinary monsters and evil spirits won't get close to me."

As Haruki heard in modern times, Abe Seimei is a person with a hidden bad personality, but his friend unexpectedly has a straightforward personality.

It didn't take long for the conversation between the few people, and the stewed meat of venison was brought over from the kitchen.Because the stewed meat was stewed early in the morning, it came out quickly, and the rice was left over for Qingshu-kun's dinner, which was just enough to entertain two guests who came suddenly, plus a plate of marinated rice. Radishes, boiled beans, tofu clear soup, it is not rude to entertain guests.

"It's really venison." Yuan Boya looked at the main course in front of him. He worked in Ping'an Jing, and he was very limited in eating meat. Now he likes venison very much.

"Yes, the retainers specially hunted for me to replenish my body. Now that I am in good health, I no longer need soup, water and food supplements, so I asked someone to make stewed pork. Unexpectedly, Mr. Abe came at the right time." Qingshu-kun was thinking about himself When the cousin explained, he gave Abe Seimei a blunt stab at the side.Abe, on the other hand, didn't care. He held his wine glass and smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't hear these words from Haruki-kun.

Because, he deliberately chose this time to come here.

Haruki-kun has also learned many times about Abe Seimei's thick skin at certain times.For the arrival of the two, Qingshu-kun is not angry, but every time he picks him to eat twice, to scare him once, really can't stand his bad taste.

Abe Seimei had good wine, sipped the good wine, looked at the blooming cherry blossoms, just the venison, and calmed down.When he lived in the manor before, he often looked like this, as if he could see through the way of yin and yang in every plant and tree he looked at with his eyes. This is probably why he became a great onmyoji that has been passed down through the ages for the sake of it.Abe Seimei was silent, but fortunately Minamoto was acquainted, and the host was his cousin, so he felt that there was nothing he could not say, and asked him about his life and interesting events after he came to Tottori Manor.Mr. Qingshu said what he could say, and what he couldn't say, so he changed the topic. Yuan Boya stood in the court, and he also knew how to speak. Say the following words. ,

Just when the two of them were having a good chat, they suddenly heard Abe Seimei raise a question. '

"By the way, where's your little witch?"

"Little witch? What witch?" Yuan Boya looked around at the expressions on the faces of the two of them. He didn't understand this at the time. Seimei didn't directly identify the wandering boy, but he was obviously revealing some information to him.

That's right, the child who came to you during the New Year's Eve is the most suitable witch you want to find.

It's one thing to know already, but it's another thing to be told the truth so directly.Qingshu-kun shook the tea bowl in his hand, staring at his own reflection in the tea noodles with downcast eyes. "It's too late to tell me now."

Yuan Boya couldn't understand the inappropriate conversation between the two, touched his nose, and consciously didn't interrupt.

"Some things, if you know too much, life will not be so much fun." Seimei Abe shook his bat fan, implying something, just like him, he can predict the result of everything he wants to know , what fun is there?Fortunately, there is still such an incomprehensible existence in front of him.

"Is it fun?" Qingshu-kun, a petite person, sighed in a big way, which made Yuan Boya, who was silent at the side, want to laugh out loud. "To me, it's more like a shock."

"Hahaha, it's fun to be frightened sometimes, and besides, didn't Qingshu-kun also find what he wanted?"

"That's right." Qing Shu substituted tea for wine, and offered a cup of tea to the person who pushed him from behind. "However, having said that, who entrusted Mr. Abe to come here this time, and what's the matter?"

Seimei shook his bat fan, and said slowly: "Of course only Mr. Fujiwara is the one who can bring me to Mr. Haruki. After reading the letter from Tottori, he is still worried about your safety, Mr. Haruki. Come and place some protective spells on your house and your personal belongings, so that after Haruki-kun recovers well, he will not be injured by monsters."

Hearing these words, Mr. Qingshu's complexion was a little bit bad, so, after his body recovers, wouldn't it be more difficult to find an excuse to let people kill animals and eat meat?

"Of course, what I'm good at is only yin and yang techniques, not medical skills. If Qingshu-kun's illness was caused by the previous two times, he would have already suffered losses, resulting in repeated good and bad health conditions, so there is nothing I can do."

Oh, what an old fox.

Well, when the old fox leaves, ask Chu Qi to send a few jars of the best batch of wine for him to take away.Abe Seimei has superb yin and yang skills, keeping the wine in a temperature environment without destroying the taste and texture should not be a problem.