I am practicing in the Nianghua Warring States Period

"Then Mori Kecheng is no longer a hatamoto." Beidou Xinwei's direct words stunned the brothers and sisters in front of him.

"Your Highness! Please have mercy on me! I... I am willing to commit seppuku on behalf of my sister..." Mori Korono stuttered and said something he didn't even understand.

"You are too... too unreasonable..." These were the words of the spear girl who had just shown off her power, Mori Nagakode.

"Go and be my stable boy. In a few days I'll ask Xin Ji for a favor and ask her to transfer your father to my side." Dig, dig hard! Dig during the day, dig at night, dig hard at Xin Ji! Dig until the corners of her walls collapse, dig until she screams and cries!

"Hey, seeing that there are so many of you brothers and sisters, don't worry, I will give him a raise." Beidou Xinwei went over to support Sen Kelong who was about to kneel down, and said with a smile: "The children are ignorant and playing with each other, how can I take it seriously?"

You are a child too! You are only 16!

Jianxinjiang said in his heart: I am already 18 years old! You have the nerve to say it, but you have no nerve to do it!

"Ah! Ah!—Your Highness, Your Highness!—I'm sorry, Your Highness!"

Suddenly, Mori Kanari, with a pale face, ran over from a distance. He had received news that Beidou Xinwei had caught his daughter and his only disciple Kenshin arguing verbally.

In Japan, this matter can be a big deal or a small one.

If it’s a small matter, just laugh it off.

In serious cases, the offender will be executed by seppuku and removed from the official rank.

He had just thought he'd paid his respects to the Beidou family, but then his own daughter got him into trouble. Sen Kecheng instantly lost his composure. He hadn't brought his wife with him when he first met her, but in reality, he came with his entire family. This time, when he came to pursue someone, he brought his wife with him, too.

His wife's name is A-Ying, though her full name should be Lin A-Ying or Lin Ying. Incidentally, historically, after her husband's death, she shaved her head and became a nun, guarding his grave. I wouldn't recommend it, but as expected, the Sen family tends to be picky about loyalty.

"Your Highness, Your Highness... I'm sorry! Red Bean Paste, Private Marseille, he must die!" The couple ran to the backyard in a panic and kowtowed to Beidou Xinwei.

"It's okay, it's okay. Oh, this is Mrs. Sen, right?" Beidou Xinwei lifted up Sen Kecheng himself and signaled his female disciple to go over and help Sen Kecheng's wife up.

Although he usually turned against his master and his disciples, in front of outsiders, Kenshin would firstly earn enough face for Beidou Xinwei, and secondly, who would dare to say a word against Beidou Xinwei... Then let's fight! Let's fight!

"Just now the children were playing with each other, it's not a big deal, but it made you run all the way here." Beidou Xinwei said with a smile, "You Mori family members are all very skilled in archery and horsemanship. The women are as brave as the men. The female warriors seem to be quite powerful too. They are very impressive. I am very optimistic about them. I just said that I would ask Her Highness Xinji for permission to 'send cavalry'. I beg to recruit Lord Mori to join my stable. Oh, of course, the treatment is negotiable. I wonder if Your Highness is interested?"

"Hayi! Thank you, Your Highness!"

Oh, my mood is like a roller coaster. How many twists and turns has it taken?

"Your Highness, I am greedy and shameless!" Mori Kecheng looked at his daughter and said without hesitation, "My eldest daughter, Mori Nagako, is indeed perhaps the strongest in the Mori family in terms of martial arts. Her spear skills are particularly excellent. I wish to serve Your Highness and hope that Your Highness will not abandon her!"

"Hmm... doesn't this amount to forced buying and selling?" Beidou Xinwei pondered for a moment, then looked at his young apprentice. Suddenly, he felt that having a competitor wouldn't be a bad idea. "How about this? I think your daughters are all pretty good. While it might be a stretch for them to be my apprentices, they're not bad hatamoto for me. Oh, and your sons too. The younger ones are like Ranmaru in this classroom, right? We should train them well. These two grown siblings can serve as hatamoto under my command."

"!!!" Oh my god, he really flew to the tree and became a phoenix! He actually made a move on the losing business!

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

In this evil feudal era, his own daughter was serving as an anonymous sex slave to his boss, and he actually had to express his gratitude! This is simply evil, evil! —

It’s so evil!

Chapter 154: What is a Sword Saint?

The moon moved through white lotus-like clouds. The evening breeze carried waves of eerie singing. We sat by the high curtains, listening to Beidou Xinwei play the Tang Dynasty pipa.

In the music, Xiang Yu has no way to retreat, all his forces are in his hands. Blood flows in the scorching mud of Gaixia, but King Xiang commits suicide at the Wujiang River.

"Ten Sides of Ambush" is a staple. I don't know why the Japanese people are so excited to hear Beidou Xinwei play it than to listen to Noh music! Beidou Xinwei's hunting flute... no, the pipa skill is mainly used to buff the army. But ever since the last team-building performance, the Japanese people have been crazy about it.

Understandably, the Japanese biwa didn't originally have this ability. In China, the biwa was primarily used for musical performances, sometimes accompanied by singing. However, in Japan, the biwa's sole function, similar to the Beijing sanxian (three-stringed instrument), was to accompany storytelling. Different regions also developed playing styles similar to the zhuzi (a traditional Chinese musical instrument), making it a truly authentic Japanese zhuzi.

The entire celebration was happily held at Atsuta Shrine.

However, the side effect of the Pipa skill did become apparent - in order to ensure that everyone on the battlefield could hear the buff, a fixed radius of two kilometers was set. This skill might be a bit small on the battlefield, but when playing normally, the range is incredible.

for example.

I came here specially and happened to pass by here. The founder of the Shinkage-ryu school, Mr. Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, who was not yet a sword saint, and his disciples -

Yagyu Muneaki, known as the best swordsman in Kinai.

Marume Nagae, who claims to be the best swordsman in the world.

Known as the best spearman, the master of the Hozoin style spearmanship - Hozoin Yinrong, who learned spearmanship from a master of swordsmanship.

Hikita Kagekane, who had no particular reputation but boasted all his life that he had easily defeated Yagyu Muneaki, was a direct disciple of Kamiizumi Nobunaga.

A large group of swordsmen consisting of dozens of people.

Same as above, Kyoto Shogun's Guide to Military Strategy, which is equivalent to the PLA martial arts chief coach - Yoshioka Ryu, Mr. Yoshioka Kenji, and his disciples.

Same as above, the one in front of you who is learning swordsmanship, who is not yet a swordsman, who has not yet created an Ittoryu, and who is not yet called Ito Ittosai, is Ito Yagoro and his companions.

There was also someone who came secretly without showing his face. He was the most senior person here, the teacher of Nobutsuna Kamiizumi, and was known as the Sword Saint long before Nobutsuna Kamiizumi - Mr. Tsukahara Bokuden.

In addition to being the Sword Saint, this gentleman also has another nickname called the God Slayer.

The main reason why a large number of people gathered at the foot of Qingzhou City was that Beidou Xinwei broke the rules of the underworld.

It wasn't intentional sabotage, as boasting was a strict code of conduct. Beidou Xinwei boasted that his swordsmanship came from the Ming Dynasty, naturally leaving a group of Japanese swordsmen listening with fascination, even ecstasy.

But for those who opened dojos, that was another story—everyone in the martial arts world knew the origins of their schools. Those who hadn't been killed and had managed to establish a dojo in their respective territories had extensive connections, some even being fellow apprentices. The Tsukahara Bokuden school was the most prominent, with everyone thriving in their respective niches.

Until the story of Beidou Xinwei came out.

At first, Beidou Xinwei was known for slaughtering countless men on the battlefield. It was perfectly normal. You were praising him to the skies, but he was just a formidable general. Who wouldn't eat dumplings during the Lunar New Year? But reports emerged from the battlefield one after another, seemingly unrealistic, yet truly bizarre result considering the speed of their territorial expansion.

Add to that the various traveling artists and rakugo performers who roamed the streets and alleys, and Beidou Xinwei's reputation was almost surpassing that of the sword master Tsukahara Bokuden - if he didn't come soon, it was easy for the older generation of sword performers and their disciples to collectively fall from grace.

Therefore, in the spirit of scientific exploration, coupled with the competitive spirit that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

A group of sword masters spontaneously rushed to Beidou Xinwei's side. Before they could even hand in their visiting cards, they discovered that Atsuta was holding a celebration. The sword masters rushed to Atsuta Jingu Shrine, which was considered a tour. However, they didn't see any swordplay.

This performance, covering a two-kilometer radius, left all the Japanese sword masters stunned. Furthermore, the song "Ten Sides of Ambush" was originally about killing, making the listener's blood boil.

"Master, this..."

The group of disciples surrounding Kamiizumi Nobutsuna looked at each other in bewilderment. The night deepened, celebratory lights shone in the distance, and bursts of murderous and passionate music began to play.

"Could it be... that this is the 'Tang Yin Pipa' played by the wandering artist Beidou Xinweishan?" At this moment, Yagyu Muneaki, who was just an "ordinary swordsman", had a look of longing in his eyes.

"..." Shit, how would I know? Ueizumi Nobunaga thought to himself, "I'm just a swordsman. I've never heard that I also have to be proficient in music, right? But I can't lose my reputation or my status at this time!"

Ueizumi Nobunaga, already a master, now looked like a master, racking his brains to figure out how to commercially emulate the various works he'd read and his artistic talents. After a long pause, he said calmly, "This... the resounding sound is like waves crashing on the shore, a gust of wind sweeping away the clouds. A million soldiers seem to be at the fingertips—this piece is said to be called 'Ten Sides of Ambush,' and tells the story of King Xiang's battle at Gaixia. Indeed, listening to this piece is like hearing the heart of the composer."

"What the hell is this?" This is the subordinate's lack of tact. Didn't he see that the leader was no longer willing to continue? Still asking!

"The sword tells me you're still a bit shallow." I couldn't explain it either. Ueizumi Nobunaga thought to himself, "I'm just a swordsman, or at least a blacksmith." Why all the nonsense? If music can be linked to swordsmanship, then I'll just play the piano instead. Don't be so superstitious.

However, many of the disciples present looked like they were ready to learn.

This is how people pretend to be cool, this is how personality cults arise, and this is how legends begin to spread - it is equivalent to the origin of superstition and myth.

Everyone attended Beidou Xinwei's solo recital, which lasted only about half an hour. It wasn't very interesting, just simple exam pieces, including "The Kitten Fishing," but the uninformed crowd misinterpreted it as part of "Ten Sides of Ambush"—clearly, few of the roughnecks present had any real talent.

After attending the celebration at Atsuta Shrine, along with numerous onlookers and ordinary villagers, these "Sword Saints" and "Will-to-be Sword Saints" returned the next day to Naguno Castle, home of Hokuto Nobuo, following the "traveling merchant caravan" and the large group of samurai. Following the customs of the road, they walked in silence, but upon arriving at Naguno Castle, they discovered that things were not as they had imagined.

It’s too prosperous.

Chapter 155 The turtles in the moat are more valuable than passersby like you

The city of Guye is indeed well governed.

This is despite the fact that Beidou Xinwei relies on its own [Internal Affairs] skill bonus, with virtually no internal affairs talent to support its governance. According to some theories, a high-level perspective is easier to build, but also easier to hindsight.

Beidou Xinwei's God's perspective is relatively simple and does not involve the issue of hindsight. His God's perspective also has another nickname:

Sengoku Castle Town: Skyline

Once housing requirements were met, the population grew like it was growing from the ground, a complete reproduction method. To call it a city with a population of one million is nonsense, but compared to other shabby places during the chaotic Warring States period, its prosperity is indeed incomprehensible. While the Oda clan possessed excellent conditions for large-scale economic exchanges, with the two major ports of Atsuta and Tsushima supporting its financial and trade expenditures, this was only the Warring States period after all, and this level of population movement is still remarkable.

At least the unsophisticated people on Earth OL can’t understand it.

The group of sword masters, quasi-sword masters, sword masters, and quasi-sword masters who were brandishing swords and guns were even more confused. They only knew that after entering the castle town of Kuno Castle, it was much more lively than the castle town where they opened a gym in their own area.

"There are sunflower seeds..."

"Coriander, chili peppers, green onions, tender celery, lentils, eggplant, cucumber..."

"The oven-baked biscuits are flat and round, and the fried dough twists are crispy and sweet..."

"Selling candies, who still wants to sell my candies..."

Passing through a crowded street, the hawking gradually faded away—or rather, that was the general pattern. These swordsmen needed to find a place to stay temporarily before they could present their invitations to meet. Along the way, the dazzling array of flowers dazzled the eyes. Mr. Memaru Nagae, who would later serve in Shimazu and was still training, only dared to claim "the world's best swordsmanship" after traveling to Kyushu, sighed heartfeltly, "This place is much more prosperous than our own Kyushu..."

"Not really, huh? Even though Kyushu is a remote and poor place, doesn't it still have Hirado Port?" As someone who lived halfway around the Kyoto, Kinki, and Kiyotaka urban areas, Yagyu Munenori glanced at Memaru Nagae and asked curiously, "Hirado Port is the largest port connecting Ming and Korea. It can't be any worse than this, right?"

"No, it's no longer viable. After the Ōtomo clan was completely destroyed, the ports of Nagasaki and Hirado lost their special concessions with the Ming Empire and rapidly declined." Glancing at the stinking Kyushu-speaking Yagyu Muneaki, who looked down on him, Memaru Nagae whispered, "Besides, I think even the castle town of Gyeonggi... Nijo Castle can't compare to this, right?"

"That's true. The people here seem to live quite well. The construction of the castle town is incomprehensible - what's the point of building it so big?" Kamiizumi Nobunaga is now Takeda Shingen serving in Kai. The character "Shin" in his name is taken from Takeda Shingen's surname.

Everyone knows the Takeda clan's moral code. They'd never build anything they could buy. After all, a poor, mountainous, and remote area wouldn't have much productivity. The only productivity was a gold mine—a castle town? The Takeda clan's mountainous, mountainous, and remote areas represented towering mountains, and the numerous checkpoints in those mountains might not be enough to protect against enemy raids. No matter how well you build, a fire will destroy it.

The Japanese considered Owari to be a truly vast plain, undefensible! Why did you build such a large castle town?

"Yeah." The others present also thought so, looking confused.

Hikita Kagekane frowned. Aside from Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, he was technically the boss, but his reputation was so low. At this moment, he uttered a soul-searching question: "All along this journey, all the roads have been incredibly narrow and bumpy. Deliberate destruction is commonplace. But why, now that I'm here at the Oda clan, it feels like the roads are getting wider and wider? This... isn't this a path to death?"

Yes, from the early Warring States period in Japan to the middle period up to now, all daimyo tried to prolong the time for the enemy to reach their city as much as possible in order to increase their preparation period.

It's similar to taking Viagra half an hour to an hour before having sex to give yourself a buffer time.

"Owari's glory is fleeting. A raging fire will inevitably lead to the end of this country." Shaking his head, Ueizumi Nobunaga, trapped in the trap of empiricism, concluded: "Confucius said: 'Be faithful and studious, and stick to the path of virtue until death.' Do not enter a dangerous country, and do not reside in a chaotic one—this place may seem prosperous, but it's actually unsuitable for living. Settle down quickly—eh?"

A few mediocre disciples went to the inn to inquire about the price of accommodation.

The senior disciples including Ueizumi Nobunaga, who were standing on the street looking at the scenery, stood at the door, looking in surprise at a samurai with a sword and a fan walking by the street in front of the door... a female samurai?

She is very tall, about 1.65 meters tall. But the problem is, this is not...

"Southern barbarians?" Kamiizumi Nobunaga was from the mountains of the eastern part of the country. He had been in the capital for only two years and had rarely been to Jie Port. Even if he had been there, he hadn't seen anything like this. He was quite shocked.

"Oh, they really are southern barbarians." Memaru Nagae was from Kyushu and quite knowledgeable. But he was also a little puzzled: "Why is this southern barbarian wearing a sword and holding a fan? This... what's going on? Hey, hey, hey, man. Why do you have southern barbarian warriors here?"

"Oh, that's Lady Wilhelmina. The pronunciation is a bit tricky, so remember to call her correctly. Otherwise... she might be cheerful and playful on a daily basis, but she can be quite irritable when she gets angry." The waiter quickly explained to the swordsmen, "My lords, the price has been agreed upon. Please check in."

"Why...does it seem like martial virtues aren't practiced in Owari?" After entering the inn, several of the leaders sat down and ordered a few main dishes: a kelp and radish miso soup for each, three small yellow croakers for each, and a bowl of millet rice. While waiting for their food, Ueizumi Nobutsuna asked the locals, puzzled, "Why don't I see many people with swords?"

"As for swords, only samurai are allowed to carry them. If you are a wild samurai like you, please go to our public security office to register." The waiter said, "We have been following the hunting sword order here for a long time. Ordinary people are not allowed to carry swords."

"? Ordinary people are not allowed to carry swords. If a war breaks out..."

"Our Lord Beidou..." the servant began proudly introducing Beidou's benevolent policy: the separation of soldiers and farmers. Those who didn't want to fight and just wanted to live a normal life would be delighted by this order. Those who wanted to strive for progress could join the barracks; it didn't matter.

But for the swordsmen who are used to being free and undisciplined, that would be difficult.

"I see... I have to go talk to His Majesty Hokuto. How can a samurai be without a sword?" Kamiizumi Nobunaga felt that he was very capable, so he decided to teach the younger generation what real martial arts and real samurai are!

Chapter 156: Sword Saints Are Everywhere, Short and Brilliant

Beidou Xinwei only needs to consider how to benefit the country and the people, but the land hooligans and warriors have much more to consider.

Beidou Xinwei was actually quite surprised when he received the invitation, because he had received invitations from swordsmen one after another. Are swordsmen wholesale these days? Beidou Xinwei had only met two Japanese swordsmen in his life: Kato Toru and Shimizu Ken.

Why is it that after arriving in the Warring States Period, the swordsmen here are like a mountain of people and a sea of ​​people! They're everywhere, and you have to be extra careful when walking, just in case you kick someone to death.

Having said that, we are all in the same business, so we still have to give each other the face we deserve.

"Thank you for accepting our request for a visit. It is an honor for us to meet you."

There are many sword masters these days, and most of them have their roots in local wealthy families at most. On paper, some of them have at most a dozen disciples and a dojo.

A group of swordsmen were together, and the one who was speaking was called Tsukahara Bokuden.

In fact, everyone was quite surprised when they met each other: Why are you here too?

Especially Tsukahara Bokuden, who thought he had come quietly. Unexpectedly, all his disciples and juniors came.

Taking into account that all the so-called sword masters here combined are not as senior as the sword saint Tsukahara Bokuden - of course, except for Hokuto Nobuyoshi, who is not among the Japanese swordsmen's seniority - so Tsukahara Bokuden is the main one, representing all the sword saints, sword masters, swordsmen, and swordsmen present to speak to Hokuto Nobuyoshi.

"No, no, it's a great honor to meet Master Tsukahara." Although he had to ask others carefully before coming here, who was Tsukahara Bokuden? But after learning about his life's achievements, Beidou Xinwei had to look at him with a higher regard.

Claiming to have never been defeated in his life!

This is so much bragging! How can I not believe it? If you have the guts, why don't you find someone weaker than you to learn from? Who do you think you are? A virgin in the woods? Self-taught?

However, since the other party has been bragging all his life, Beidou Xinwei is not the kind of person to sabotage him - let's part ways amicably and just praise each other's business.

Tsukahara Bokuden looked at the other person and found that the thing he feared most did not happen.

Old man Tsukahara Bokuden is already over sixty, but he's in excellent spirits. His limbs are as nimble as a young man's, his muscles and spirit are remarkably strong. He could be described as someone who has maintained a very good health—a rarity among swordsmen, so he must have real skills. He was already over eighty when he died, which in ancient times was considered a very long life. Secondly, maintaining a high level of swordsmanship and a healthy life amidst such intense competition and training would have been difficult without some real skill.

As a genuine kendo master in the Japanese Warring States Period, his most famous disciple was the "Sword Saint" Kamiizumi Nobutsuna.