I am practicing in the Nianghua Warring States Period

Hirate Masahide was quite concerned about Oda Nobuhime and sent countless people back and forth, but for some reason, except for the initial visit to Furuno Castle, he never found the team along the way.

"How rude! Bringing so many people to his father's funeral..." It's not that history is always so vitriolic, but rather that this person is just like that. A mother looking down on her child is rarely seen in only children (though it's not completely absent), but in an age of multiple children, there's a limit to one's love for one's children. Giving to one child means giving to the other.

"..." Hirate Masahide looked at the other person without saying anything. Now was the time to consider the overall situation. The old man was old and could no longer act recklessly. When he was younger, he might have killed this woman first! - But he was old, and he hoped that power could be smoothly transferred to the heir designated by the previous lord.

"After all, a woman can't inherit the Oda family, I think..."

"Madam!" Hirate Masahide shouted, then whispered, "Forgive my rudeness, but the late Lord has already chosen a true successor, and everyone knows it. Do you intend to disobey the late Lord's will before his body is even cold?"

"..." This is a complete lack of political sensitivity. At such a crucial moment, you've already committed such a heinous act—wouldn't you just pull out a forged imperial edict or simply claim the old man left you his last words before his death? However, this woman said nothing, silently engaging in all sorts of inappropriate, unspeakable schemes.

"Oh, Princess Xinji is here." Outside the mourning hall, a group of people suddenly became agitated.

In the distance, someone named Shibata Katsuie, who had been out dealing with territory issues and did not want to reveal his name, exclaimed, "Who is that person next to Princess Nobuhime?!"

"Sir Shibata, that man must be... Nobuhime's executioner," Tsuchida Gozen replied, acting as a family member. "His name is Hokuto Nobuyoshi, and he's said to be practicing some evil sword. Sir Shibata, you're the Oda clan's foremost samurai, so don't lose face later."

Shibata Katsuie: ...Not to mention the 20cm physical gap between us. And...why do I feel like he could massacre the entire mourning hall?

Shibata Katsuie was indeed known as the Oda clan's most formidable general. Oda Nobuhide's nickname was the Tiger of Owari, but the tiger died. Through his wisdom and recklessness, Oda Nobuhide overran half of Owari, establishing the leadership of the Oda clan of the Tanshochu line in Owari. During this process, the 28-year-old Shibata Katsuie was personally crowned "the Oda clan's foremost formidable general" by Oda Nobuhide himself.

This "ferocious general" was now somewhat intimidated, for he saw an opponent he was clearly no match for. Those who survived the battlefield possessed some miraculous "special ability," at least knowing when to act recklessly and when to be timid. Shibata Katsuie was a case in point. From afar, he could already see a figure he didn't want to provoke. This figure seemed to emanate a tangible murderous aura.

At this moment, a dispute was taking place at the gate of the temple's mourning hall.

"Get out of the way!" Oda Nobuhime was furious at the door of the mourning hall. Of course, her temper had been bad in the past two days.

"Your Highness, please enter alone." Three mid-level samurai stood at the door, probably military commissioners from various branch families. "Mrs. Tsuchida said that this is the funeral of the head of the Oda family after all, so outsiders should not be allowed to enter..."

"I'm the new head of the Oda family!" Everyone knew Oda Nobuhime had a bad temper, especially after her father's unexplained death. She kicked the samurai in the waist and angrily shouted, "I should be the chief priest at the funeral! What right does my mother have to dictate the affairs of the Oda family? Who do you think you are to stop me? Avi is my most important minister. If you try to stop him again, I'll make you die with my father!"

"Amitabha, please don't do this, sir." Finally, a religious figure appeared. Judging by his attire, he must be a member of the temple's leadership, wearing the Japanese-style black monk's robes and brown-yellow cassock. He bowed and said, "Please enter, sir, and your attendants. Please do not disturb our master's funeral or his enlightenment."

"Tsk!" Oda Nobuhime snorted disdainfully.

Beidou Xinwei seemed to understand what was going on, having heard more stories about family feuds than the other party. This statement was essentially establishing the rules of the game—no loud talking allowed, everything had to be discussed.

"Young Master, please come in..." The monk glanced at Beidou Xinwei, then quickly lowered his head and looked elsewhere. He immediately waved his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"Watch your words." Beidou Xinwei felt that he had to make a decisive decision, otherwise he would suffer from the chaos. He shouted directly in a loud voice: "My late emperor's will, Your Highness Xinji is the successor of Dan Zhengzhong! - That Furuno Castle has already succeeded to the throne last night - change your words, call me lord!"

Beidou Xinwei's appearance is actually quite attractive. Specifically, in this era of drifting wars, it's quite capable of evoking the impulses and desires of men and women of all ages. Its 15-point charm is guaranteed by the system, but its reputation is... a bit lackluster.

To be precise, he has a bad reputation.

Chapter 24: Either Follow Nobuhime or Follow Nobuhide (Part 2)

Especially since everyone here was involved in two murder plots yesterday. One was to kill Oda Nobuhide, the other to kill Hokuto Nobuyoshi. No one wanted to bear the infamy of killing Oda Nobuhide, but they all wanted to claim the title of "follower of the dragon," to redeem themselves for the loyalty they had shown to their younger brother, Oda Nobuyuki. So, almost everyone joined in the murder of Hokuto Nobuyoshi, each sending their own elite warriors to attack him.

And then, not a single one returned. After all, the straight-line distance between Kuno Castle and Suemori Castle was only seven kilometers, so even if one ran quickly, the news would have reached them in a few hours. Of course, news also spread that Beidou Xinwei had cut everyone into pieces: one person, even during a siege, was attacked by a dozen "expert" (actually level 1 NPC) wild warriors, but escaped unscathed and slaughtered everyone.

The reason why everyone wanted to kill him was because they thought he was a little too strong and difficult to deal with on a frontal battlefield, so they just assassinated him; but the result was counterproductive, and now no one is willing to mess with this god of death.

"Ah...ah..." The old monk's voice trembled, frightened by Beidou Xinwei's close proximity. He immediately lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha..."

"My lord, please!" Beidou Nobuyuki took the lead and made a gesture of invitation for Oda Nobuhime to enter the courtyard.

His mind is full of Lu Bu now, I wonder if he can cosplay this little Fengxianer~~

"How barbaric." Mrs. Tsuchida took in what she saw and immediately waved her hand in disgust. The smell in the air made her feel sick. Her murdered husband was somehow attacking her sense of smell, and she felt that her own daughter was somehow attacking her life.

Oda Nobuhime looked at Beidou Nobuo with gratitude for all the help he had provided at such a sensitive moment, nodded, and walked into her father's mourning hall without looking back.

The mourning hall was decorated solemnly and dignifiedly.

Politics is the purest and most beautiful thing in the world—it's dressed up like this, and those who play it are working hard to create this kind of atmosphere. Just like at a funeral hall, when a tiger dies, the beasts of the mountains gather together.

Hundreds of monks from all over the country chanted sutras and prayed in the courtyard, and more than thirty abbots recited Buddhist scriptures in the inner court, which were translated from Sanskrit into Chinese with a Japanese accent and in Pali (the language used by the Buddha to preach the Dharma).

"How disgraceful of you to come here in armor!" Mrs. Tsuchida came up and started to argue with Oda Nobuhime who was wearing armor.

"..." Oda Nobuhime ignored the enemy's initial attack and simply walked step by step to her father's body. She stared at the spirit tablet with her bloodshot eyes wide. There were no tears, but she looked so terrifying.

Don't mess with young people in society. They don't know how to handle things. Especially if they have a knife in their hand, you really don't know what they will do.

"How did Dad die?" The hoarse voice asked this question after a long time.

Everyone looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally Lin Tongsheng came out to take the blame.

Hayashi Michikatsu was the second most important minister, ranking only behind Hirate Masahide. However, his unequivocal support for Oda Nobuyuki was well known and there was nothing to hide. He stepped out of the crowd and, with his head bowed, reported to Oda Nobuhime, "The lord suddenly suffered a stroke while dining. Despite prompt medical attention,... he was unable to recover."

"... Daddy never had a stroke before, how could he die like this!" Oda Nobuhime immediately launched into a rage, looking at everyone present and scolding them. Finally, she focused her attention on her own mother.

It's really difficult for children to deal with this situation when their mother kills their own father.

Mrs. Tsuchida was almost in cardiac arrest when she saw her daughter's bloodshot eyes. It seemed that she saw her husband possessed by the girl in front of her.

"This...this, it's not impossible that it's the first stroke. You, why are you staring at me like that!" Mrs. Tsuchida, as a widow, was shouting happily just now but now she is silent.

"Young Master, please don't be rude. After all, it's not a good idea to stare at your mother like that in front of your father's body." Lin Tongsheng, looking as steady as an old dog, said from the side: "The master passed away peacefully. Please rest assured..."

Hayashi Michikatsu's fame stems primarily from his seniority; his real name is Hayashi Hidetsugu. However, he's better known by his given name, so that's fine. However, his abilities are truly average, and his abilities are limited. While everyone else rose to prominence during Oda Nobuhime's rise to power, this man alone saw his fortune decline, ultimately leading to exile. It's more likely that he wasn't involved in the rebellion against Oda Nobuhime, but rather that, as a wealthy local in Owari, he could still hold his own according to seniority, but his abilities weren't enough to be a capable leader.

However, he was older than everyone else. Among all those who supported Oda Nobuyuki, he had the largest territory, the highest position, and the longest rank.

"How can this be called peaceful? My father became the Lord of Owari as a magistrate. He is the strongest man in the world! How could he like to die of illness? To die peacefully! He must have wanted to die in battle!" This idea is very Viking. Oda Nobuhime angrily scolded the retainers headed by Hayashi Michikatsu: "You ministers are really calm and composed!"

"Young Master, please be careful with your words!"

Lin Tongsheng responded loudly, feeling guilty after all. He participated in the assassination of his boss, and on the other hand, he faced more filth...but he wondered why he was fighting alone?

Where's Shibata Katsuie? Aren't you usually the most irritable? Why did you suddenly lose your temper?

"Your Highness." Shibata Katsuie was stared at by Lin Tongsheng for a long time, and finally had to bite the bullet and walk out.

He was a truly formidable general, at least capable of charging into battle and remaining undaunted. Had the Oda clan ultimately conquered all of Japan, his reputation would have transcended mere "the Oda clan's greatest general." Unfortunately, his intelligence was limited, and his arrogance also made him unpopular. Ultimately, his defeat by the "monkey" Toyotomi Hideyoshi left him with a dark legacy.

Shibata Katsuie could see a little bit of it. He had seen countless "warriors" on the battlefield, and he had also experienced shameful defeats. But none of that could compare to the man before him. He didn't even know why he had this strange "feeling." It felt... like the person before him wasn't human. Shibata Katsuie hoped it was all just an illusion.

"In any case, let's say goodbye to the lord first." Shibata Katsuie bowed slightly and said calmly, even wiping away the tears that didn't exist at the corners of his eyes: "Don't keep the lord waiting too long."

“……?!” Lin Tongsheng widened his eyes as if he couldn’t believe it. When did this old guy do such a disgusting scene?

"Let Nobuyuki be the main priest." Mrs. Tsuchida saw Shibata Katsuie coming out.

She whispered something that made Shibata Katsuie's heart tremble, because he saw someone put their hand on the knife after hearing this. Meanwhile, Mrs. Tsuchida said, "After all, what can a girl do? In this cruel world, you still have to listen to men, right? Don't you all think so?"

"Tsuchida-kun." Hokuto Nobuyoshi spoke in a gentle tone, his hand gently resting on the hilt of his sword. He didn't sit down the entire time, just standing quietly beside Oda Nobuhime. "Please change your address now. The person before you is not the young master, but the lord! The head of the Oda Danmasatada family. She ascended the throne in Furuno Castle yesterday—"

Beidou Xinwei put his hand on the knife, this time cosplaying Longkodo from "Yongzheng Dynasty". His second words were to the other ministers present:

"Perfect, please pay your respects to the new monarch at the funeral hall. Or do you no longer wish to be vassals of the Oda clan?"

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Chapter 25: My Sword Is Not At All Disadvantaged! (Part 3)

Good wine is like good cigarettes, you will feel good in the morning after smoking!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the funeral hall was tense. The calmest person was probably Oda Nobuhide. The old man lay there without saying a word about the distribution of his property, and even remained calm about the cause of his death. He was just playing.

However, when Oda Nobuhime glared at her mother, Beidou Nobuyoshi put a hand on her shoulder.

Then, the girl heard the most reassuring words she had ever heard in her life.

"Perfect, please pay your respects to the new monarch at the funeral hall. Or do you no longer wish to be vassals of the Oda clan?"

Oda Nobuhime turned around and saw Beidou Nobumi scanning the crowd before him. In her eyes, the young man was so tall and mighty that only one person dared to join her in this encounter. He was currently single-handedly suppressing all the enemies in the entire mourning hall!

"Today, I obey the late Lord's will! Eliminate the disloyalty!" Beidou Xinwei hadn't seen many palace dramas, but he had seen plenty of coup d'état dramas. He immediately defined the situation with one sentence: "The late Lord has commanded us to protect Her Highness Xinji's succession to the throne. Anyone who disobeys will be a traitor and must be executed! As for today's matter, either follow the new Lord or be buried with the late Lord!"

The mourning hall, which was converted from a Buddhist temple, became quiet in an instant, and the monks retreated to both sides - this scene was too horrifying, could there really be a fight in the mourning hall?

"Eh? Avi..." Aren't you being a little too extreme? But extremes are good! At worst, we can just keep the red blood company and enjoy the joys of life (referring to blood flying everywhere), galloping on horseback and sharing the prosperity of the world (referring to killing and robbing). Things have come to this point today. Dad is gone, and everyone is thinking of rebelling! Might as well just kill these people!

"You...you..." Tsuchida Gozen was so angry at the indirect insults from the handsome boy in front of her that her blood pressure almost shot up. She had just wanted to create a fait accompli in the funeral hall, but she hadn't expected that the person in front of her would actually disrupt her.

Or maybe there weren't enough assassinations, so I'll continue stabbing! "What does the Oda family's affairs have to do with you, an outsider who just joined the Oda family! Ha, do you really think we don't know what relationship you have with Nobuhime? Let me tell you, all the important officials of Dan Masatada (Oda family) are here today! What, do you think the swords of everyone here are not sharp?"

"My sword is not at all bad!" @Yuan Benchu

Squeak! The long sword was unsheathed.

"..."

This was the first time Shibata Katsuie saw Beidou Nobuo's defensive posture.

If he'd previously relied on his "martial intuition" to judge a person's strength, and had a bit of a sense of luck, then now it was gone. He'd never seen such a powerful stance in his life. How strong must this fundamental skill be to be able to maintain such an invulnerable fighting stance without even a single inch of movement?

After you draw your sword, your body shakes with every breath you take. You think this is a game? Standing in one position for a whole day? That's real kung fu! So Shibata Katsuie muttered to himself: I won't fight you on foot, on horseback... you're definitely no match for me on horseback!

"Why is it so? Why is it so?" Hirate Masahide had always been embarrassed as the middleman. Young people were really too young and impulsive. And this wild samurai who had only been in the Oda family for three months was really a bit too rude for an outsider club.

Hirate Masahide quickly stood up and ran to Hokuto Nobuyoshi's side. Honestly, he was a little afraid of being accidentally injured. So, he declined with a distant bow, folding his arms across his chest, and approached with a look of no desire to attack. He bowed again to Oda Nobuhime before addressing Tsuchida Gozen with a hint of rebuke, "Madam, please don't make such jokes at a time like this. It's truly embarrassing! ——Okay, we will of course obey our late master's will, won't we?"

Hirate Masahide looked at the other people present.

No one agreed and no one objected.

"Nobuo-dono!" The address changed, becoming one level higher than the ordinary samurai's address. Hirate Masahide eagerly grabbed Hokuto Nobuo's hand... and it didn't move!

Hirate Masahide was also dealing with Hokuto Nobuyuki for the first time. He hadn't expected the young man's grip strength and stance to be so outrageous. Of course, he didn't know it was a gift from the system; if he continued to fight, he would be red-named. "Nobuyuki-dono, please maintain the Oda clan's dignity! Please, please! You are also a retainer of Her Highness Nobuhime, aren't you?"

"Come here." Hokuto Nobumi took Oda Nobuhime's hand and nodded to Hirate Masahide. Then he pulled Oda Nobuhime directly to the center of the main hall, in front of Oda Nobuhide's spirit tablet: "Everyone who wishes to pay homage, please come and pay homage to Her Highness Oda Nobuhime!"

"My lord." Hirate Masahide was the first to kneel down.

"..." After about three seconds, a man suddenly stepped forward from the inner seat. He was a handsome, middle-aged man, about 1.5 meters tall, unknown to the public. He walked over to Hirate Masahide with his head bowed, knelt, and said, "Your Majesty, I, the Lord of Koi Castle, Oda Nobuharu, pay my respects to you, my Lord."

Koi Castle was located directly above Kuno Castle, approximately seven or eight kilometers away. Oda Nobuharu was previously unknown, but he was actually Oda Nobuhime's uncle, and a prominent figure in the Tanshochu clan.

Beidou Nobuo didn't expect that with Oda Nobuhime's popularity, someone would express clear support. This made him suddenly sober up - it didn't mean that everyone present could be killed.

“…” Shibata Katsuie looked at the situation in front of him, and then looked at Lin Tongsheng with contempt whose lips were trembling.

Lin Tongsheng's lips trembled slightly with fear, as if he was completely frightened. Shibata Katsuie was different. He still had full thinking ability and even combat ability - he just couldn't win.

"Your Highness Nobuyuki, Tsuchida Gozen." Shibata Katsuie walked up to his second son, Oda Nobuyuki, and Tsuchida Gozen and said, "Your Highness, please do not worry. However, the situation is stronger than people. Please pay your respects to the new king——"

"?! Gonroku!" Tsuchida Gozen looked at the scene in disbelief and blurted out, "Aren't you the Oda clan's most formidable general? Why are you afraid of this brat?"

Shibata Katsuie suddenly wondered if he'd jumped on the wrong boat. His face darkened, and he looked down at Oda Nobuyuki. "Your Highness, you don't want the Oda family to be torn apart, do you? As the saying goes: Don't quarrel with a drunk, and a rich man doesn't quarrel with a poor man (Japanese proverb)—we don't need to argue with... people like this in this situation."

"Ah? Ah..." Oda Nobuyuki inherited the excellent genes of the Oda family, which produced many handsome men and beautiful women. And the main reason why most people supported him was: this child is very obedient.

The so-called listening to advice means being easy to manipulate. So, Oda Nobuyuki, who was only 17 years old and still a high school student, nodded immediately and stepped out of the ranks. He knelt down to his sister and said, "Sister, congratulations on taking over as the head of the family!"

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Chapter 26 The person concerned expressed that he was emotionally stable

"Wuwuwu..." Suddenly, Tsuchida Gozen burst into tears. Uh... her level was no different from a shrew's last resort of crying.

With Oda Nobuyuki taking the lead, almost everyone expressed their greetings to the new lord, either explicitly or implicitly. This was simply a formality, but it was not the mainstream of the funeral.

"Alright, my lord."

This scene is quite like a man with a sword drawn and a horse on his back, and of course it looks more like Lu Bu standing behind Dong Zhuo.

"You are the chief priest, please offer sacrifices to our ancestors--" Shibata Katsuie said at the right time.

There are many things that you don’t know without some experience, such as funerals. The temple is completed, the relief is about to be completed, the host is pious, and incense is burned and worshipped - Beidou Xinwei himself is not very familiar with the Chinese system. Not to mention the Japanese system -

In theory, the chief priest in the family—known in Chinese as the "eldest son holding the head"—is the one who holds his father's head during the funeral procession (as he moves into the coffin). In Japan, the chief priest is usually the heir, who conducts the final rites and bids farewell. The main priest is called "burning incense," not just a few sticks of incense. Instead, he holds an incense burner, holds a rosary between his left hand, and bows to the spirit tablet.

There are two boxes on the altar. On the right is the incense to be burned. "Moxiang" (moxiang) is written in Japanese as "moxiang," referring to the incense from sperm whales. It originally meant sandalwood in Buddhism, but also refers to wooden products. Ambergris, the scent of sperm whales, is also considered a type of incense.

During rituals, the incense burner on the left holds burning charcoal. Typically, the incense is held between three fingers of the right hand, raised above the eyebrows, to the forehead. Like many other cultures, the Japanese believe the soul resides in the brain, and this practice serves as a way to channel grief into the incense. The incense is then placed in a charcoal box and burned. The Japanese have inherited the saying, "Buddha fights for a stick of incense." Burning incense is a way of sending a message to the Buddha: "We have a new order, number ending in XXXX, delivered to the Western Paradise."

Logically speaking, if Oda Nobuhime had gone through this process, the Oda Nobuhide incident would have been basically over. Everyone has recognized you as the boss, and everyone is very sad when the boss dies. But since you have already been decided to be the boss, you should not be so shameless.

"Avi! Aren't you a skilled doctor?" Oda Nobuhime was no ordinary person. She immediately said to Beidou Nobumi in a low voice, "Go and see how Dad died!"

"...Yes." Beidou Xinwei bowed slightly and walked to the side where the body was placed. There was a white cloth covering Oda Nobuhide's face -

"Wait, what are you doing!" Mrs. Tsuchida shouted frantically, her screams echoing throughout the mourning hall. After a second of thought, she finally found an excuse: "Nobuhime, your father can't see Sanguang! Are you trying to prevent your father from becoming a Buddha?"

This means you can't remove the cloth from your father's face, otherwise it will be bad if he sees the sunlight, moonlight, and starlight. This is considered a damaged package, and the courier will not be responsible for taking him to the Western Paradise.