The word Tao has a unique meaning in Asia, and you can interpret it from various aspects such as religion, philosophy, and sociology, and now the confusion encountered by Long Ye is obviously a sociological problem.

Prime ministers often say that bushido, so what exactly is bushido, some people say that it is a spirit and code of conduct for samurai, and it is a value for their survival.

But Xiao Letian doesn't think so, in fact, Bushido, like Confucianism and Taoism in China, is just a channel for people's identities to change.

The Chinese chose the imperial examination, which gave the lower class a relatively fair room for promotion, and although that path was extremely narrow, this fate-changing path in the Middle Ages had amazed the whole world.

Society cannot remain as calm as a pool of stagnant water, if that is the case, the whole society will ossify, the lower classes of the population will despair, and even rebel.

China chose to use literature as the channel for promotion, while Japan chose to use force as the channel for promotion, the continuous troubled times of the Warring States made people's lives as cheap as grass, so that people could only rely on the powerful and powerful, in the troubled times, people not only need force to save their lives, but also need force to open the door to their own promotion.

When an act cannot be benefited or the benefits are not maximized, then I am afraid that there are not many people who will follow one after another, and it is obvious that bushido can maximize the benefits of the Japanese, so this kind of thinking has gradually become the characteristic of this nation.

Long Ye was pondering, he was thinking about how to use the power of bushido but he couldn't let this power get out of control, and his heart was very touched by the attack of the six madmen just now.

At this time, a wooden bowl was delivered to him, "Miso soup with slippery mushrooms, and I also asked people to go to Tsuruga and buy some tofu, fish, and the best Koshihikari rice, you can drink a bowl of soup first......"

Long Ye sat on the stone steps and looked at the six people who were snoring and drinking soup next to the fire, and smiled bitterly at the guards, one of the guards took out a few tin cans and sent them to Maori Ichiyuan and Shimazu Asuka.

Who said that the Japanese don't like to eat pork and beef! It's just nonsense, they have tears of happiness in their mouths when they eat a large piece of beef, and a pig is clearly painted on the characteristic canned meat, but these six guys drank the soup and oil flowers as if they hadn't seen it.

Long Ye tasted a flavor of soup, which was indeed very delicious, but compared with the various soups boiled in the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was simply heaven and earth.

"I know it's not as good as your Chinese Buddha jumping over the wall, and it's not even as good as your ordinary bowl of chicken soup, but I'm telling you that this kind of miso soup is not something that the daimyo can enjoy every day! Japan is very poor, so poor that you can't imagine it, we are taking a prosperous trade route, and the people here at least have patched clothes to wear......

"If you go deep into the mountains, the young girl works in a crotch cloth, and no one is ashamed, because everyone is like that...... Don't think that that kind of life leads to fornication, and let me tell you the truth, when people are hungry to a certain extent, they don't have that kind of mind at all......"

Sister Wu sat beside Long Ye and said with a wry smile: "Whoever said that the Japanese don't like to eat beef and pork, I'll be anxious with him! It's not that we don't like to eat it, we really can't afford to eat it! Cattle should be used to plough the fields, who dares to kill cattle to eat? Wild boars are in the mountains, who will kill them? Do you raise pigs like your Chinese? We don't have so much food to feed ......?"

"Even if we have that condition, we are afraid that we will get used to eating our mouths, and it will be too painful to enter Jane from luxury!"

"When I was a child, I practiced in the ninja village, and my daily life was the same as in hell, and at that time I only had one thought, that is, to get out of the ninja village alive, so that I could enter the ninja team of the shogunate, at least then I could receive a small bag of rice every month......"

"Isn't it ridiculous? When I was put to the test and went to fight another ninja village for the chance to get out of the mountain, the slogan of the few of us was as simple as that...... We're going to eat grilled rice balls!"

"The moment I cut off a competitor's head with a knife, I literally saw his head turn into a white rice ball rolling on the ground in my eyes...... I shouted like crazy, and I said why did I let the rice balls fall to the ground, this kind of waste is an evil deed that no god or Buddha can forgive......"

"It wasn't until my brother woke up with my head knocked on my head that I realized that I had killed too many people just now, and my blood was confused......"

Long Ye was stunned, he didn't expect that the low-level people in Japan lived like this, and they did not hesitate to turn into beasts in order to pursue a glimmer of life.

After drinking the miso soup in the bowl in one gulp, Long Ye sighed, "I suddenly feel a sense of guilt when you say that! We used to eat too well......

"It's not just good!" Sister Wu's voice was an octave higher, "You are creating evil! I don't think the taste of the vegetables is strong enough, you actually use fat to fry it! The whole roast sheep and roast goose are served on the table, and you only eat a small part of the most delicious! The fat chicken is used to make soup, and in the end, I don't eat the chicken, just to drink that mouthful of soup! I taste the snow-white salt sprinkled on the dish with my mouth, and it is actually the top sugar!"

"Arrogance and lasciviousness to the point of you Chinese is a sin! If there is not half of the wine and food left in the end of a banquet, the host will feel ashamed, what is the reason?"

Sister Wu weakly pointed at the samurai who was eating canned meat, "These people you see are not wild samurai, but side members of the real Warring States Million Stone Daimyo family, and each person's surname represents a centuries-old inheritance...... But if you look at their lives, and look at their dedication to opportunities just now, do you know our Japanese nation now?"

Sister Wu's every word is like iron and stone, "In order to live, even if we fall into hell, what's the matter!"

One sentence pierced the layer of window paper in Long Ye's heart, and the feeling of enlightenment was so wonderful. Before, he didn't understand why the prime minister was willing to use these Japanese, why he didn't keep all his military exploits to his own people, but now he understands.

After 200 years of rule by the Tokugawa shogunate, Japan has accumulated a raging sea of people, and those pressures come from countless untouchables who want to change their fate but have no way out.

It is a very terrifying and powerful force, and no one can suppress it, not even Xiao Letian, so Xiao Lotian can only choose to learn from Dayu and take the initiative to dig out a flood outlet for this pressure.

It's better to be sparse than blocked, this is the truth that the Chinese ancestors understood, and Long Ye is also a person who has read books, and the short-term confusion before made Sister Wu wake up with a word today.

Long Ye smiled at Sister Wu for the first time, faintly like crying, "Do you know, how did I meet the prime minister?"