I just want to build a city

The establishment of the temple house attracted many people to watch, because even the craftsmen didn't know what the big house was built for.

What the children in the territory like to do most, besides picking flowers and fruits in the back mountain, is to play on the pier and ask the craftsmen what they are doing.The first three were clearly having fun, while the latter was having fun knowing their lives were going to get better.

"Uncle Sanshui, don't you know what the house the lord is going to build is for?" A group of children surrounded the carver Sanshui after asking the foreman to no avail. There are blueprints drawn by the lord in his hands, and he may know more than the big foreman.

Sanshui held the stack of papers, and faced the children's inquiries, for the first time, he showed distressed expressions. "The lord only gave us the blueprint, and we don't know what the specific purpose is. We only know that it is a place called Temple House."

"Siziwu?" Four or five children said the name in unison, and looked at each other suspiciously.

One of the younger children jumped up and down in front of Sanshui, with his hands raised high, his eyes fixed on the blueprint in his hand. "I want to see, I want to see."

Sanshui scratched his head, he didn't give them the blueprint in his hand so casually, but just held it up for them to have a rough look at the drawing in his hand. "This picture is very important. It is the picture of the appearance requested by the lord. I can't give it to you. Just look at it like this."

The common people's children don't know poetry and painting, but they also have a general level of appreciation, such as...

"Ah, this is the shoji gate."

"I know, too. It's the roof."

"A beautiful big house, is it for some nobleman to live in?"

Sanshui put away the drawings and shook his head. "I don't know either. People like me don't know about noble affairs. It's getting busy here, and it's dangerous. Let's go play on the pier."

The children rushed away, only a 7-year-old boy remained.

"Shui Ye, why don't you go to the pier to play?" Sanshui asked the slightly mature boy.He knew this child. In the last year, this child was alone most of the time, and he often heard someone gossip about him.At first, Sanshui didn't understand why these people were so unfriendly to a child, but later he found out that the fuse of their lord's sickness was caused by this boy.Because of picking flowers, he provoked monsters instead. When the visiting priestesses gave up rescue, it was the lord who brought him back, causing Yin Qi to enter the body, and the body has never been healthy.

Sanshui is grateful to the lord who took him in, because Mr. Qingshu didn't treat the Zhuangmin harshly, so many of their craftsmen never had time to rest.However, he is very sensible, this incident is not the child's fault, he is just kind.Sanshui thought that if Shui was treated like this, he would resent the lord, but he didn't expect that this child was unexpectedly indifferent.

"The lord said, it's not my fault. The monsters can't be controlled. If you feel guilty about him, why not work hard for him with this guilt." I also asked him the same way when I first came into contact with water in Sanshui. At that time, he said so.

Should it be said that the child's original intentions have not changed, or should it be said that the lord is very good at winning people's hearts.

Water was also questioned and shook his head. "I'm not going to the pier, I'm just here to watch you build houses. I'll stand farther away, so I won't disturb you, and there won't be any danger."

"You seem to like watching us build a house." Sanshui said with a smile. He remembered seeing the child from a distance at the construction site several times.

Water also nodded. "Yes, I want to be a craftsman."

"Huh?" Sanshui stopped what he was doing and looked at him in surprise. "Aren't you going to become a patrol soldier? Maybe you will become a samurai in the future."

Since the samurai mansion was recruited last year, most of the young people in the territory wanted to become patrol soldiers who came out of the samurai mansion, and they were likely to become a samurai in the future and change their lives. This was the first time he saw There are children who don't want to be a samurai, but want to be a craftsman.

"No, I don't want to be a warrior, I want to be a craftsman." Shui also said seriously and affirmatively. "I want to work for the lord, and I want to build a house for him."

"Being a samurai is the same as being able to work for the lord." Ma Shi walked over from nowhere. He originally wanted to look at the blueprint in Sanshui's hand, but he didn't expect to hear such an interesting conversation.Sanshui also put down the charcoal pencil in my hand and looked at him with great interest.

Shui also stared straight at the two of them, his voice still firm. "No, it must be a craftsman. Everyone has become a warrior, and no one will build a house for the lord. The lord will definitely live in a better house in the future. I want to become a craftsman and build that house!"

This question is indeed...

Sanshui and Ma Shi looked at each other, their gazes slightly darkened.To be honest, when they knew that the patrol soldiers from the samurai mansion might become samurai in the future and change their identities, many young people in the artisan guild were moved, and even one or two left their jobs to sign up Yes, and also entered the samurai mansion, but he was not selected in the end.

Because he was not selected, he could only return to work, which also made other people feel a little bit lighter.However, it is true that no young people have come to their artisan team to learn skills in the past two years.

"Since you are so determined, why don't you start learning now." Ma Shi waved his hand at the water, pointing to the newly started temple house behind him.

Shui Ye's eyes lit up instantly.

"Mashi!" Sanshui stared at his senior brother with wide eyes.

"It's okay, we'll take care of him. Besides, his family doesn't care about him. Why don't you just stay with us at the craftsman's guild, and we'll teach you how to build a house." Ma Shi looked at the boy with his waist in his arms. , smiled heartily.

Yes, although the status of their craftsmen is not as high as that of samurai, or those two blacksmiths and swordsmiths with surnames, their role is also very important.He waited for Shui to shine brightly in front of the lord and become someone he trusted. At that time, he would look at how those young people who had shaken their craftsmanship and didn't work hard would regret it.

"How about it, Mizuya, do you want to live with us at the Artisan Chamber of Commerce and learn about artisans?"

"Well! I'm going!"

Mr. Qingshu was sitting in the corridor, holding hot tea, staring at the courtyard in a daze.He only opened the map to take a look at it when something happened, and before going to bed, and he didn't know what happened at this time.What is the reaction to this matter on the system map.What Haruki-kun can't see, on Mizuya's personal attribute panel, the occupation is changed from the original farmer to the latter one: craftsman.

A line of small characters also appeared above the Cairo map interface: Zhuang Minshui has also learned a new profession, and can develop towards the profession of a craftsman.

Afterwards, this line of small characters quickly disappeared.

At this time, Mr. Qingshu was still holding hot tea, lamenting the beauty of the world and the leisurely life.

……

The matter of the Terakoya is like this, so it has come to an end, and it can be opened only after it is completed and Kaito-kun has a good talk with that Yoshida Sho.

Mr. Qingshu thought about the opening of the temple house for a long time. He wanted to learn from Tang and Song Dynasties, and Wen Sheng and Wu Sheng were separated.Of course, the patrol soldiers also need to learn characters, but except for a few characters who can be cultivated as military advisers, others only need to know characters.However, since the opening of the samurai mansion, judging from the current situation of recruitment in the second year, commoners may not be interested in changing themselves with knowledge, because in their eyes, becoming a samurai to change their lives is the most convenient way.

It's a pity that Mr. Qingshu is not a very smart person himself. He hopes to cultivate some smart talents to help him build his territory.

What method should be used to make the villagers pay more attention to Wen Sheng of Terakoya? Qingshu-kun felt that he needed to think about it carefully.

Before Haruki-kun could come up with a solution, a letter from Heiankyo sent him a heart-shattering letter. Fujiwara Michitaka fell ill again, and he asked the emperor for leave, but the emperor would not allow him to say anything.Stingko Nakamiya, that is, his mother's sister, and his mother-in-law also begged the emperor, and the emperor agreed to let Michitaka Fujiwara's eldest son, Fujiwara Ishu, be an official on his behalf, and his grandfather assisted him, so he agreed to Michitaka Fujiwara's leave matter.

It's just that this time and time again, the deliberate training has dragged down Fujiwara Michitaka's body again and again, how long can his grandfather last...

Emperor Ichijo, what a stupid person, did he think that after Sasuma killed Michitaka Fujiwara, he would be able to really speak in this country?No, after Michitaka Fujiwara, when Michitaka Fujiwara came to power, it was the time when the emperor was really emptied of all rights.From then on, the Heian era will enter its final period, and the emperor will be nothing more than a decoration since then.

Qingshu-kun recalled the history he had read in the book in his previous life, and watched with cold eyes the ashes that had turned into black in the candlelight, being blown by the wind and falling to the ground.

"Let someone clean it up."

"Yes."

Mr. Qingshu watched the servants come in and out, and wiped away the ashes, but he was thinking of another matter.He wanted to clean up the people placed by the Fujiwara family, because this letter was not sent by someone from his grandfather, it was someone from the Fujiwara family who bought Michitaka Fujiwara's staff when he was seriously ill.

It can be seen that my grandfather may really be unable to get up this time, which is why this man's hands and feet are so big.

The Fujiwara family can't believe it anymore, so the members of the Fujiwara family can't stay by their side with such peace of mind.

Qingshu-kun clicked on the map, and wrote down all the people in the manor marked with loyalty: Fujiwara clan on the paper in front of them.

His uncle reckoned that he would not give up the power that should belong to him, and he didn't know how long he could fight with Mr. Fujiwara.

……

People who were loyal to the Fujiwara family were secretly swept out one by one and put outside to work. They had no access to secret things, and it was impossible to go outside the manor to check the development of the territory.Mr. Qingshu even called the manager of Nakata, Amu.

Let the Amu family go up and down to observe these people. If they do these things well in the past two years, he will revoke the Amu family's slave status.I thought that only Amu, who was in his early years, could get rid of his slave status, and his family would be happy to do this job, but it was easy to watch out for the little tricks these people might have.

……

In half a month, the foundation of the house under construction has been almost completed, but God forbids everything to go through so smoothly.

That night, when Mr. Qingshu was about to blow out the lights and take a break, he heard a "thud, thud, thump" from outside the house, the sound of something heavy falling and hitting the ground, and the whistling wind suddenly became louder. Like the roar of a monster, it makes people tremble.

"Is it raining outside?" Mr. Qingshu murmured to himself. It is not a strange thing that there will be heavy rain in summer, but Mr. Qingshu has never seen such a heavy rain, which is like a pebble. Like falling from the sky.

Just when he was about to turn on the lamp and lie down, there was a crisp breaking sound, letting him know that it was not as simple as raining outside.

Mr. Qingshu was quite familiar with this broken sound, it was the sound of broken glass.What fell to the ground and made a dull sound was definitely not a rainstorm, but hail!

That's right, in spring, summer and autumn, there may be hailstorms, but he didn't expect that he would bump into them by such a coincidence.

"Quickly, hang up the veils to block the shattered ice." Before Qingshu-kun could stand up, he heard the voices of Xing and Kaiteng-kun from outside the house.

"There aren't many gauze curtains in the main courtyard. I'll have someone bring coarse cloth from the storeroom to block it." This is Manager Zhongtian.

Qingshu-kun stood up, opened the barrier door, and saw lights and figures outside the house, attendants coming and going in the corridor, holding gauze or coarse cloth in their hands, hanging down from the eaves of the outer room, so as to prevent the hail from flying in. The glass shattered.

Mr. Qingshu felt the gusts of cold wind, which he had never felt since the glass was installed. He walked along the air vent, and sure enough, he saw the glass with a hole smashed by the hailstone.Although it was reinforced by wooden slats, the small piece of hail just passed through the hole between the wooden slats and hit the glass. The force of the hailstone falling from the sky would not be easy for the glass to shatter.

"My lord." The shoji door was opened, and the glass was transparent. Mr. Qingshu stood in front of the broken glass door, and the attendants who came and went saw him naturally.

"My lord, please step back carefully, these things are very sharp!" Because Hai Teng-kun has closely followed up the glass production, he also knows that after this kind of unpolished glass is broken, the edges and corners will be even with each other. As sharp as a knife edge.

Xing heard her husband's voice, and knew that Haruki-kun was still awake, even standing in front of the shards of glass.She hastily opened the glass door beside her and entered with two servants.

"Quick, clean up there." Xingban pulled Qingshu-kun back, and asked the servants to clean up those dangerous things.

"..." After seeing those sharp debris cleaned up, Xing let out a soft sigh of relief.

Qingshu-kun followed her strength, went back to the inner room, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

"What's going on outside?" Although Qingshu-kun already knew it in his heart, it was the first time he had experienced this in this life, so he needed to ask carefully.

Xing took the freshly heated tea from the servant who came in behind, brewed him a cup of tea for meditation, and explained to him in detail. "It's the shattered ice falling from the cold air in the sky. Every few years, there will always be a hailstorm somewhere."

"It's already summer, is it still ice?"

"I heard people say that this is recorded in Tang books, and it usually occurs during the thunderstorm season in summer. We don't understand why hailstones occur. However, in recent years, everyone has encountered several incidents. You don't have to worry about the way to deal with it." Xing watched Qingshu Jun finish drinking scented tea, and took him to the couch in the inner room to sleep.

Xing pressed the corner of the quilt for him, and said: "Wind, rain, thunder and hail, the wind has already blown up, and the hailstones have also fallen. There may be thunder later, I will wait outside."

Mr. Qingshu shook his head slightly, he is not a real child, he would be afraid of thunder. "Kai Teng-kun is still waiting for you, just leave a maid outside to bring me water, you go back, I'm fine."

In the light, Xing looked at Qingshu-kun's calm and steady eyes, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him, and then retreated, leaving a maid to sleep outside, so that he could serve Qingshu-jun at any time. Tea handed water.

The hail didn't last long, but there were constant thunderstorms and strong winds. Even though the glass was reinforced by wooden strips, it was still blown and rattled.Qingshu-kun slept peacefully, but the maid outside did not sleep very well. She thought that Qingshu-jun would be unable to sleep because of the strong wind and thunder and would call tea frequently, but who knew, it was herself who could not fall asleep instead.

As a result, on the second day, when the rain was over and the sky cleared, Mr. Qingshu still looked energetic when he got up, but the maid looked tired.

Xing knew that the night watchman was working hard, so she sent the maid to rest.

Hailstorms are already a type of disaster. Sure enough, after the overnight hailstorm passed, even though every household in the territory had experience in coping with it, they still lost a lot.

Not to mention that some farmers had to go to the farmland to cover the crops with coarse cloth to protect the seedlings. Even if they wore straw hats, they were still bruised and swollen by the hail.Even the rescued crops suffered considerable damage.Most of the seedlings were crushed by the hailstones the size of pebbles. As for whether they can survive, it depends on the skill of the farmers themselves.

Not to mention the farmland, the roof tiles of the public buildings on the territory can be said to have suffered the heaviest loss. The black tiles are scattered everywhere. Fortunately, since the Craftsman Chamber of Commerce was built, the building materials used for construction will be stored in the Chamber of Commerce , to avoid the consumables for Siziwu and Zhuangmin's thatched hut reconstruction, and they were also smashed in this hailstorm.

The next day, Qingshu-kun couldn't help sighing when he saw the loss reported by Nakata-kun.Sure enough, the money couldn't be saved at the beginning.Another point is that in their territory, there must still be a witch who is good at astronomy and divination.

Although Rihefang is sensitive to the weather, he also saw the weeping expression of the sunny baby during the heavy rain the night before yesterday, but Rihefang can only make general weather forecasts.A sunny day is a sunny day, but who knows if it will be a sunny day like a severe drought.A rainy day is indeed a rainy day, who knows, will it be the hailstorm the night before yesterday, or the heavy snow?

Thinking of Haruki-kun like this, he couldn't help but think of Tachibana Wanderer who was sent to Heiankyo Inari Headquarters by him.

I don't know, before his grandfather passed away, whether Yuko could successfully walk out of the Inari Headquarters, become a qualified shrine maiden recognized by the Headquarters, and be transferred to his territory.If he couldn't come to the territory around the time of his grandfather's death and before his uncle Fujiwara Yishu's defeat.I'm afraid, if the Taoist chief and others investigate the relationship between them, it will be difficult to come to Tottori again.

Probably because I talked too much, the things I thought were realized.

Just after this hailstorm, in the past half a month or so, Mr. Qingshu received a document from Heianjing.This was not sent to him by Fujiwara or Genji, but by the priestess of the Inari Headquarters.

The content of the letter is very simple, roughly speaking: Tottori Genji's territory has been built for more than a year, and the shrine cannot remain vacant all the time, which is disrespectful to Inari God.Among the priestesses last time, there was no priestess candidate that the lord was satisfied with. Among the newly released priestesses this time, please be sure to choose a priestess as the great priestess of Inari Shrine.

This is also the fact that the miko forces are anxious about the news that they can't control Qingshu-kun's territory, especially when they know that the sugar production method comes from Qingshu-kun, and they have faintly heard that this little Genji is slowly starting to form his own. News from the private army.At the end of spring, a merchant ship came to Genji's territory, and what did they do? Without them, it was really inconvenient.Even if the Fujiwara clan and Genji clan are the biggest in today's court, they still have the right to speak as a group of shrine maidens.Topple Fujiwara or Genji, and the era of shrine maidens shaking the government will continue.

Haruki-kun doesn't have much sense for this kind of documents with hidden threats. What is the indirect threat of the head priestess of the shrine? Inari God tacitly allows him to wait until a suitable priestess takes the position before opening the shrine.For the God of Mikujin, what she wants is a shrine that can provide her with powerful beliefs, not a decoration that serves her on the surface.

Qingshu-kun read the letter with a hint of sarcasm. However, facing this little priest, he didn't show anything. He looked like a child who couldn't understand the intimidating meaning in the words.Qingshu put down the paperwork, took the roster of witches in Xing's hand, and seemed to be looking at the rosters of these witches carefully, but in fact he just scanned the names of these people to see if there was anyone he wanted to find. wanderer.

Youzi did not live up to his expectations. In the middle of the roster, Qingshu-kun found the name of Youzi, which read: Miko learns everything, but not master.

This is... hiding clumsiness?

It seems that the experience in his youth made Youzi much more shrewd and tactful than his mother.

However, if I behave too well, I'm afraid it will attract attention when I come to Tottori, so that's good.

Haruki-kun picked up a writing brush dipped in red ink, and circled a few names in the list that he had just scanned. Some were excellent, some were mediocre, and some were not so good. Of course, there was the representative of the mean, Ju Youzi.

Mr. Qingshu dried the red ink and handed over the roster to the little priest. "I think these few are more eye-catching, and I need to know more accurate information about them before I make a decision. Please go back and talk to the maidens of the Inari Headquarters. After all, you have to choose a shrine. Miko, it's better to be more careful."

"Of course."

The little priest complimented, as long as Mr. Qingshu has the idea of ​​choosing a witch to settle in the territory, then he will have an explanation when he goes back.