I am practicing in the Nianghua Warring States Period

"...Uesugi, Lord Kenshin?" Beidou Xinwei looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and kept wondering in his heart.

Are you really... Uesugi Kenshin? How can you prove it?

"Yes." Uesugi Kenshin looked at the beautiful boy in front of him in confusion, and was also shocked. The closer he got to him, the more surprised he became: "How strange, it seems like I have seen him somewhere before. How can he be so familiar?"

"Sister, I seem to have seen you somewhere before?" Beidou Xinwei suddenly laughed and said to the girl in front of him who was known as the God of War.

"? But that's nonsense! When have you ever seen me? How could I not know you?" If someone else had called her that, the Military Goddess Girl would have exploded long ago! She had seen at least a thousand handsome boys, and even famous people who dared to tease them - they were all easily beaten into genuine special cripples by her! But the beautiful boy in front of her was different. She always felt very close to him! It seemed as if there was a destiny in the dark -

"Although I've never met you, I think you look familiar. I consider you an old acquaintance. Today, we can just treat it as a reunion after a long separation, which is not a bad idea." Beidou Xinwei said, and shook his head gently. "It's a great honor to meet you today! Lord Qianxin, would you please do me the honor of sharing a drink with me?"

"Okay, okay!" Suddenly, the girl nodded vigorously. "I've been hungry all day, and I ran out of change a few days ago. Most businesses can't make change for gold—do you have any change? I'll lend it to you!"

"You're not right." Beidou Xinwei had never thought that there would be a hungry warrior with a sword in this world - grab it! Is the knife in your hand vegetarian? "Let's go, we can eat something together - Lord Ying Si, will you come too?"

"Okay." Ying Siqingli nodded without hesitation. However, he still held out his hand and said, "Sir, please give me some change. I have accepted these brothers and their families need to eat. A few coins can buy a few bowls of rice."

“…”Oh, yes, I almost forgot about the reincarnation of you starving ghosts.

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Beidou Xinwei didn't take the nobles seriously. In politics, influence was paramount. After so many years of the Warring States period, the only difference between nobles and dogs was that dogs were more agile, while nobles could only recite poetry and compose prose when begging for food. Most samurai kept nobles as their own, simply to show off their elegance or as a way for upstarts to get back at these once-high-ranking nobles.

[Ding! Awakening new skill - Brewmaster Lv.04 (150/250)]

Lv01 Skill: Liver Emperor - Your liver is extremely powerful in breaking down alcohol. You will never suffer from liver diseases such as cirrhosis due to drinking problems; similarly, you will not suffer from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Level 02 Skill: Drink a Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk - Because your liver is exceptionally strong, you won't get drunk easily. A slight intoxication brings joy, but it won't make you truly drunk - therefore, sayings like "I'm immoral after drinking," "I'm promiscuous after drinking," and "I don't remember" are all false. The truth is, alcohol makes cowards braver, and drunken madness is what matters.

Lv.03 Skill: King of Banquets - Whether it's a gathering of thousands of people or just a drink for one person, you will be the one who livens up the atmosphere when you drink!

Lv.04 Skill: Drunkard - Your musical attainments have slightly improved due to drinking.

...At LV.10, you will gain the skill [Drunken Master] (upgradable). Drinking will bring you closer to the truth of art. A faint voice will seem to make you feel joyful and bring you closer to the pinnacle of art.

"Come! Drink!——"

"Hahaha, don't say that! You just have a bad temper towards me. I just like you more than others! Lord Settsu-no-Kami, let me fill your glass."

"Settsu no Kami-sama is truly talented! I heard that you studied under Ming Guo since you were young. Here is a Chinese poem I wrote - take a look."

Beidou Xinwei sat side by side with the Goddess of War girl in a small tavern. Both of them were a bit too tall, especially Beidou Xinwei. The tavern here wasn't ideal for him to enter, and Heian-kyō had been abandoned for a long time. This kind of entertainment venue wasn't perfect. Beidou Xinwei and the Goddess of War girl sat side by side on a small table outside the tavern. Dozens of skewers of yakitori and dozens of empty bottles of liquor were placed around them.

Chapter 177 Artistic Cells Whispering in the Ear

Although sake wasn't a thing in this era, the way she drank it like water still made Beidou Xinwei confirm that the military goddess in front of him was a young alcoholic! If you drink like this when you're young, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases will find you sooner or later.

"Let me see..." But Beidou Xinwei was drinking happily, looking at the few pages of black words in his hand.

Frost blankets the military camp, the autumn air clear, a few geese fly by at midnight. Crossing the mountains, I see the scenery of Nengzhou, hiding my memories of the expedition from home.

"......?" Holy shit? Could a Japanese person write this? Although... it might not seem particularly impressive, the fact that a girl from District 11 could write this poem while serving in the military was already truly impressive.

"...Not bad." Beidou Xinwei nodded with a wandering look in his eyes and said, "The country is dead!"

"Hey, don't praise me blindly. I have been taught Chinese studies by monks and Confucian scholars since I was a child. I have some knowledge of the rhythm of Chinese characters, but you can point out the mistakes in my poems. I am happy to hear your criticism." The military girl's pretty face turned red from drinking.

"What does this poem mean?" It actually had a subtle, almost doggerel-like quality, but it was definitely much better than mine. The emphasis was on rhyme, and it was even more impressive than some other people's old-fashioned styles. Beidou Xinwei pointed to another poem, three words smudged across it.

"Oh, this one." Sister Uesugi glanced at another page of paper.

[XXX years are just a dream, a period of prosperity and a glass of wine; I don’t know when I live, and I don’t know when I die, the years are just like a dream.]

"A farewell song, written in advance. xxx is the year I die. I'll have a glass of wine for twenty years, or a glass of wine for twenty-one years, it's all fine. What if, what if I can live for hundreds or thousands of years~" The military goddess girl opened her arms and drank a bottle of sake in one gulp.

People use the cup first, then the glass, and after using the small bowl, they blow into the bottle.

If you drink like this, you’ll be lucky if you can live past 50!

"I'm in Echigo... burp!" The girl smelled of alcohol. I don't know why the beautiful boy would think so! He was put on the shoulder by the military goddess and said, "I also heard in Echigo that you are very good at swordsmanship! Hey, guess what? I have never been defeated in my life. No one has ever defeated me! Do you have time to practice with me? Oh, let's not talk about this - I heard that you played a good pipa? I like pipa too! You also have a good voice and sang many songs? I also heard it in Echigo, and I like it very much! - Do you have any Chinese poetry works? I'll come and check it out?"

“…” No, in fact, all time travelers like to copy poems.

But copying poems as a District 11 daimyo... that's a bit too much. If I copy well, people in the future won't be happy. If I copy poorly, the locals in District 11 won't be happy. So Beidou Xinwei thought for a long time, nodded, and said, "Okay."

"The world's storms were forged by our generation, and once we entered the martial arts world, time hastens our progress. ... I only sigh that few return." This seven-character regulated verse from a previous era, by James Wong, is best known for its first line. However, Beidou Xinwei always wanted to write the third line as "Young hero, start over again." We must trust the wisdom of our descendants; the worldline after 1840 is unquestionable.

"Oh, oh, this is truly magnificent." The military girl was overjoyed upon seeing this. Holding Beidou Xinwei's poem in her hands, she expressed admiration and fondness. "Can you give me this page? I'll treasure it!"

"Of course not." Beidou Xinwei shook his head slightly and said, "I'll give it to Lord Kenshin--"

"Just call me Torachiyo. That's what everyone close to me calls me." Unfortunately... there weren't many left. The military goddess sighed and said, "By the way, can I call you Avi?"

"Sure—we'll be best friends from now on!"

"Good, good! It's really rare, when the surface is clear!" Dat, dt, dt! Another bottle! --

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Her figure was as graceful as a pine tree—she leaned firmly against Beidou Xinwei's side, her eyes gleaming with the brightness of stars and the fire of a passionate warrior. Her long, black hair flowed freely like a waterfall, swaying in the wind. Her samurai uniform, suffused with the scent of alcohol, accentuated her dashing presence. Bottle after bottle, she drank relentlessly. As she guzzled the wine, her dashing beauty seemed to reach its peak. The wine flowed down her slender, graceful white neck, and she swallowed it with an unrestrained manner, suggesting she had drunk a bit too much.

A person's drinking habits really depend on his character.

A spiritual confidant, an artistic soulmate, a martial arts rival, such a person is not easy to find in life - a good brother!

When Beidou Xinwei was pestered to play a song, "Ten Sides of Ambush" that the military girl had heard of in Echigo, Beidou Xinwei had no choice but to play it. But he always felt that his musical talent could attract things that should not be provoked -

"?!Um?"

Nijo Castle was the residence of Ashikaga Yoshiteru. It is located in a residential area of ​​Kyoto not far from the Imperial Palace. The pavilions and towers of the past were long destroyed by war. Now it only has the necessary military defense functions and ordinary living conditions.

Otherwise, he would not have been easily attacked and hacked to death during Yonglu's rebellion.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru was a Chongzhen-type figure, ambitious but fragile. Combined with his unyielding character and the complete collapse of the ruling structure... Compared to Chongzhen, who could still manage a few more struggles, he was perhaps more like the Han Xiandi, trapped in the despair of the once-thriving capital.

But he was still working hard, starting with the things around him, reviving Kyoto and the entire Ashikaga shogunate from small things - how easy was it? The heavy burden of thousands of gold weighed on him. When the young shogun was working, he suddenly heard a series of clanging sounds.

It sounded so far away, yet it seemed to be echoing right beside my ears. This clanging sound was like the sound of a vast army, filling my body with the fighting power of grief and anger.

【Physical strength (small) ↑】【Endurance (small) ↑】【Strength (small) ↑】

"Who is playing this?" In Nijo Castle, Ashikaga Yoshiteru felt the lingering sound of the music. He looked at the attendants on his left and right, who seemed to be immersed in the music as well.

"I don't know. Let me go find out!" Xiao Xing knelt on the ground and kowtowed, wanting to run away -

"No need." Ashikaga Yoshiteru stood up, stretched his shoulders and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you to find this sound!"

What's so uninteresting about such a high-ranking official? He runs out of his house just because he hears music?

...In fact, there would later be a more powerful leader named Takeda Shingen. In the chaotic siege, Langcui heard the sound of a flute and, with much fanfare, erected a pavilion and went to listen—only to be shot dead. It shows that in ancient times, enjoyment and physical stimulation were often scarce, let alone for such a downtrodden Phoenix. So, Ashikaga Yoshiteru rushed into the streets with a few young men.

He ran into the Emperor who was out for a walk.

Chapter 178 My wife has never tasted fish-flavored pork shreds

The Emperor's life could not be said to be extremely cruel, but at least it was worse than that of pigs and dogs.

When the old emperor died, let alone the pomp and ceremony, there wasn't even enough money for his burial. A few ministers formed a beggar group, holding bowls and crying and making a fuss from the surrounding daimyo, collecting 30 kan, 50 kan from the daimyo. The emperor was buried so hastily that he was already stinking, and the emperor's family had already lived a life well-served by that kind of life.

A hundred years! This kind of life will probably last another fifty years!

A hundred years ago, the emperor cried out in despair, and it was the crown prince who forcibly restrained him, saying, "No, Dad, if you abdicate, I'll be the one to take the blame." Therefore, for the past hundred years, the succession of the throne has been a traditional tradition of loving fathers and filial sons. No one wanted to be emperor. Because if they didn't become emperor, they could beg for food from other daimyo. As long as that daimyo survived, they could live a comfortable life.

The Emperor's life that year was actually quite good. Back when Miyoshi, Hosokawa, and Rokkaku were fighting for Kyoto, he'd been living like a dog. The generals had fled, but the Emperor couldn't! No one around him welcomed him, the political implications were too obvious, and no one cared about supporting him. The Emperor made a living selling calligraphy and paintings on the streets, the maids in the palace sold their bodies, and the Empress made a living selling handicrafts.

If you don't say it's the emperor, you could even say it's a vegetarian artist in dire straits, and some people would believe it. However, it seems that the emperors in modern Japanese Taiga dramas are all held, grasped, and pinched. But how could that be possible based on the emperors recorded in historical documents?

"Oh, your majesty!"

"Oh? General."

The Emperor, now in his fifties, looked old and thin, yet appeared very amiable and unassuming. His white court official robes, yellowed by washing and adorned with barely noticeable patches, held several paintings tucked under his arms as he bowed to Ashikaga Yoshiteru with a broad smile.

Emperor Go-Nara, Chihito.

"Your Majesty, are you in such a refined mood today?" No money again? Ashikaga Yoshiteru had done his utmost for the old man's family, gritting his teeth to squeeze out a small amount of money for the Emperor from the extremely impoverished financial system. This moved the old man deeply. Ashikaga Yoshiteru, watching the Emperor taking paintings to sell on the street, seemed to find it a bit shameful.

"Hey, there are still some things in the palace that I need to do personally." I, I, I, my dog ​​feet! Zhiren had a smile on his face, and the old man had already let it go: "I had some inspiration today and got a few paintings."

Come on, don't you know how much drawing paper you have at home? This is all money! — Ashikaga Yoshiteru shook his head. It's not impossible for the emperor to develop his own tertiary industry: "Your Majesty, you are here..."

"This is heavenly music." Zhiren pointed to a spot not far ahead where a crowd of people seemed to be gathered. "I've never heard such heavenly music in my life. It's not only of such high quality, but also incredibly moving. If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, wouldn't I regret it even in my old age? I wonder if the general's presence here... does he share my concerns?"

"Your Majesty is quite right—I never imagined there would be such a skill..."

"But the feeling of the second pipa section is not quite up to par." The emperor stroked his beard. The old man coughed a few times and was not feeling well.

It will be gone next year.

"Yeah, the second part feels much different, like a different person." Ashikaga Yoshiteru also nodded.

Yes, it's Sister Uesugi—she might seem a bit silly, but history books will portray her as kindhearted! She might seem a bit violent, but history books will portray her as a brave warrior! She might be a bit of a homebody, but history books will portray her as compassionate to the people and not one to go on extravagant tours!

He likes reading and writing poetry. His favorite extracurricular reading is The Tale of Genji. He has a strong artistic talent and likes playing the pipa.

A general and an emperor could easily shake an entire island nation. But unfortunately, a phoenix that has fallen to the ground is no better than a chicken. Without power, it is indeed nothing.

"Let's go drink somewhere else if we have time." Beidou Xinwei saw that it was getting late and quite a few people were around. Although he had even been willing to be a teacher in his previous life because of his strong desire to show off, he was a little annoyed by so many people watching him and this new acquaintance, Uesugi-san, who he had just met but felt like an old friend. "There are really too many people watching."

"That's right." Life bounces back and forth between social anxiety and social anxiety. You can take the head of a general in a million-strong army, or you can react immediately to a stranger at a small banquet. The military girl looked left and right, wondering when the crowd had become so large. She swallowed her saliva and drank another bottle of wine: "Let's go... let's go drink somewhere else."

"If you don't mind, could you please come to the city and have a chat?"

Sister Uesugi and Beidou Xinwei saw a young talent walking towards them. He looked a little weak, but his temperament revealed a strong character.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, who are you?" Sister Uesugi asked first. We are drinking so well, who are you?

But you shouldn't hit a smiling person, and what's more, when this smiling person appeared, everyone around him knelt down.

"My name is Ashikaga Yoshiteru."

"Oh! General." Beidou Xinwei, not one of those people who is not very willing to kneel, bowed slightly and said, "Please forgive my armor and the fact that I cannot perform full formalities. I am Beidou Xinwei, and I pay my respects to you, General."

It was obvious that Sister Uesugi was used to being a leader for many years. She also bowed slightly, but her tone was much more respectful. "I am the guardian of Echigo, Kenshin Uesugi, and I pay my respects to the General."

"Oh? I didn't expect it to be you two." Ashikaga Yoshiteru was stunned. He really didn't expect it.

The Zimbabwean president certainly didn't expect that one day, while out for a walk, he'd hear the DJ playing music. He looked towards a crowded area and saw two leaders, one from the East Asian nation and the other from Maga, sitting there.

"You two gentlemen have come so tired from the journey. I apologize for not having the opportunity to greet you." Ashikaga Yoshiteru was polite at first, then pointed to the old man next to him and said, "This is the current emperor."

"Jin Shang" is the abbreviation for the current emperor. When Sima Qian wrote the Records of the Grand Historian, the Annals of Emperor Wu of Han were called "Jin Shang Ben Ji." To this day, the emperor is still referred to as "Jin Shang."

"Black card?" Sister Uesugi was stunned, and then her worldview shattered. Honestly, arriving in Kyoto had left her feeling the world was insane. The Kyoto she'd seen in The Tale of Genji was at its most prosperous, unparalleled. Now, Kyoto was in ruins, beggars everywhere, refugees displaced, and the people suffering.

The old man next to him, dressed in tattered clothes and grinning foolishly, is the current emperor.

"? Black card?" Beidou Xinwei was also very puzzled. Why did a general and a troublemaker run to the street?

"I am also greedy." The emperor licked his slightly chapped lips and said to the general beside him, "How about sharing a meal together?"

"Your Majesty, you are joking—you have your own imperial banquet in your palace. I dare not ask you to stay." Beidou Xinwei did not expect the other party to refuse, but Ashikaga Yoshiteru also had a reason: "The military family's report has not yet been played, how can Your Majesty show his face to others casually? This..."

The face of the emperor would be covered by a curtain. During the meeting, he would just sit behind the curtain without saying a word, and the ministers would announce the emperor's decree. Several emperors died without ever seeing their ministers.

"I'll let them see my old face as they please." He didn't care about the black card. What did face mean? "Well, I'll have a drink and a chat with you two heroes today. You two look like you've had a good meal. Do you want to pack up the rest?"

Chapter 179 He knew he had to marry her

As an ordinary person, I can't really understand the pain of a black card. After all, not everyone has experienced the ups and downs of life. Yesterday, I was a high elf ranger in the temple, feeling ethereal. Today, I'm a meat toy in the goblin cave, and it's a heavy-duty one at that.

The black card issue is pretty much in this state of disparity, and for nearly a hundred years, generations have been toilets! And you see, this family's educational policy is excellent. To put it nicely, it's called lying flat.

To put it bluntly, there is a kind of beauty that is "spread your legs and do whatever you want".

Please, give me a meal and I will do anything.

Beidou Xinwei saw the emperor throw his painting aside and then never put down his bowl. He ate fiercely as if seeking revenge, but he didn't eat so violently. He even had a hint of fun... Oh! I see, eating broadcast!

The way Emperor Chihito eats now is like a food show host, slurping down huge spoonfuls and bowls of food! And it's not a fake shot of him vomiting after eating. Soon, the Empress also came along, then the Crown Prince. A little later, the Chancellor Konoe Maehisa also arrived with his family.

Beidou Xinwei had some idea why Ashikaga Yoshiteru didn't want to invite the Emperor to dinner. He thought of him as just one person, so he could just use an extra pair of chopsticks. He just didn't expect Ao to be so shameless as to bring his entire family along to eat for free!

"Shogun-sama..." Hokuto Nobuyoshi sighed and said to the somewhat embarrassed Ashikaga Yoshiteru, "Shogun-sama has lived in Kyoto for a long time. Your Highness Oda Nobuhime has asked me to convey congratulations to the Shogun-sama... and His Majesty."

Beidou Xinwei glanced at Miss Uesugi Kenshin beside him.

She ate much more than the Emperor. There were three bowls next to the Emperor, but seven next to her! And she continued to eat. Her beautiful face remained dignified, but her little mouth was chewing non-stop!

What a good masseter!

"Your Highness Hokuto, right?" Ashikaga Yoshiteru's expression improved a lot after he saw Hokuto Nobuyoshi. This sentimental shogun had much more life experience than Hokuto Nobuyoshi.