With the heart pressed down, it was difficult to get up quickly, and when I returned to Shiga Castle, it was already past noon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This time, even the briefing was omitted, and he led the horse straight into the city. The people were upset when they saw the young master in the past, and naturally no one stepped forward to find it uncomfortable.

pushed the door into the hall, but what came into my eyes was still the eldest brother Jiuxiu and Masuda Nagamori, sitting on both sides of the hall, as if they were talking happily to each other.

"Big brother and Hitoemon ...... Still talking? ”

Fan Xiu's tense brows couldn't help but relax slightly, and then suddenly added a little worry.

Masuda Nagamori, after all, there is a story in Osaka but Tokugawa!

Although I didn't study historiography very seriously in my previous life, I still have some impressions of big things like Sekigahara.

But on the other hand, in a lifetime, even if there is only such a stain, it is enough to go down in history, and it is difficult to have a sense of trust. Such an idea is too extreme. According to the laws of this world, it is normal to turn one's back on the weak and choose the strong, but people like Yamanaka Yumori and Otani Yoshitsugu are outliers......

As soon as she thought of this, Fan Xiu couldn't help but have strange thoughts.

Doing so should be of great help to the eldest brother, who has been increasingly depressed since his father's death.

"I haven't been out for a long time, and it wasn't until I talked with Niemon that I finally learned about the new things about the nations."

Jiuxiu stood up from the seat, smiled and nodded. And Masuda Hitoemon kept bowing to the ground, but he didn't say anything, for fear of disturbing Honhide. It wasn't until his name was called that he took his leave. And Fan Xiu went to see Xiao Heita first and let their brothers be alone.

walked out of the side compartment, but saw Jiuxiu still sitting in the hall, thinking about it.

Honhide suddenly remembered what Nobunaga had said about "serious business".

But this kind of topic is really difficult to talk about.

"Big brother and Niemon seem to get along." In the end, it was this irrelevant sentence that came out.

Jiuxiu restrained his smile and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, although I was born among wanderers, it is this kind of samurai who will learn more about the world."

"Since this complements each other like this, and Hitoemon is a ronin who has not yet come out, why don't you include him as an official retainer of the Hirate family?"

"Your Highness and the Murai Palace, I'll be in charge."

As soon as these words came out, Jiuxiu was stunned.

In today's world, it is not the monarch who chooses the minister, but the minister also chooses the king, there is not only the anecdote of Takeda Shingen's two co-run Lu Deng's use of Yamamoto Haruyuki and the dissatisfaction of the important ministers, but also the story of wise Mitsuhide traveling around the world without being a leader. (Of course, neither is very authentic.) ）

The choice between each other, it can be said that the factors to be considered are quite complex.

Immediately, Jiuxiu also came back to his senses and nodded thoughtfully.

"Thanks to the Lord's favor, one-third of the military service of the Hirate family has been exempted, and it can be said that there is no problem with it—but it is really inappropriate to rashly make such an invitation. In a month or two, I will definitely ask him about it. ”

It's finally over, but there are a lot of chores.

"By the way, Obon is almost over, but there are still two buckets of sake left at home, so why don't you drink with me."

"Ah...... Be. ”

"This time, it's Jinzuo's favorite Nara sake."

So it moved indoors.

Jiuxiu was originally a person who didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but since the death of his father, he has gradually become accustomed to the taste of the things in the bottle under the influence of his younger brother.

From the perspective of future generations, the alcohol content of sake is extremely low, and after the three rounds, there is not the slightest drunkenness.

Fan Xiu suddenly stopped his cup and looked at his brother intently.

If you want to ask what happened a few years ago, how should you say it? No matter how much you want to knock on the side, it will seem to be intentional. Besides, that fateful epistle is probably long gone.

At least, I've been flipping through the books left by Zhengxiu for several years, but I have never seen any clues.

"Big brother......

"Huh? What's the matter? ”

Recently, when I had nothing to do, I flipped through the books left by my father, but found that many of the files were missing. Unknown ......"

"Father's scroll?" Jiuxiu obviously didn't expect his younger brother's topic to span so far, "When I moved out of Nakono Castle, most of them were transported back to the city, and a small number of them were stored in the temple. ”

"Temple?"

"Yes, Zhizuo was not yet in the Yuan service at that time, so he was not involved in the preparations for the funeral."

Fan Xiu nodded and smiled at his brother: "Then, let's go back to the temple to find it in the future." ”

After speaking, he poured himself a drink and drank it all.

When the mind flies away, it begins to think that it does not belong.

On the contrary, it was Jiuxiu, who seemed to be emotionally aroused by these words.

"Speaking of which, the books left by my father, which I have read, are probably less than half of those on the left."

"This ...... After all, governing the territory is a lot of work. ”

"Instead of looking for other excuses, it's better to say that I, Jiuxiu, didn't inherit my father's strength in the first place......"

She didn't know how to answer.

"I still remember that year, on the night my father died, Sun Youemon and I only thought about how to escape the wrath of His Highness, but we didn't remember my father's last wish at all......"

"Big Brother ......"

"Zhizuo, listen to me!" Jiuxiu interrupted his younger brother in an unusually loud voice, "The lord is willing to give you the land of the forty towns of Oki Village in escrow, which shows that you have a lot of trust. And I have long since passed and have no children, and it is better to ......be cut off by the lord on this ground, than to be cut off by the lord on this ground."

Before he could say anything, he heard a muffled sound.

Jiuxiu fell on the coffee table and was actually drunk.

Fan Xiu could only smile bitterly and called someone to help his brother into the bedroom.

It seems that there is one more thing to worry about.

Filled with water and rinsed his cheeks, the original three or four drunkenness suddenly only left one or two points.

Masahide Temple is located four or five miles east of Shiga Castle, and when the weather is getting clearer, he walked straight away without leading his horse.

After repeatedly questioning the monks, I learned that there were still some books left in the dark room of the side compartment and never taken out.

Fan Xiu asked the monk to open the door, but the other party showed a difficult face.

"That's the book designated by His Royal Highness Jiuxiu for burial during his lifetime, if you open it rashly......"

Designated burial?

Looks like my brother must have known something at that time.

Don't......

Fanxiu didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Do you know who I am!" Fanxiu's face sank, and her hand pressed the handle of the knife.

"Ah...... Yes, yes......"

It seems that the monk's Taoism is not deep, and the respect for the gods and Buddhas is far less than the fear of the sword.

There was only one skylight in the dark room, which had been dusty for years, and as soon as it was opened, it was filled with dust and a pungent smell of decay.

The monk immediately covered his mouth and nose and shouted and withdrew.

Fanxiu didn't realize it and walked straight in.

In addition to tea kettles, Buddhist beads, paintings, and dozens of volumes of books in the room.

"Wait!"

Fan Xiu called out to the monk who was about to flee.

"Aren't these burial items, how can they stay in the temple?"

The monk was reluctant, but he didn't dare to attack, so he had to walk in.

"His Royal Highness Jiuxiu did order these to be buried, but Zen Master Sawayi said that it was better to keep these things, and if you didn't intentionally destroy important scrolls, then it would be a great sin......"

Yoshihiko Sawa? This Zen master is quite famous in Owari, and he has a lot of dealings with Masahide, so he has also met a few times. In terms of perception, he is indeed a wise and wise monk.

"Important Books".

The intent is......

Fan Xiu waved his hand for the monk to go out and sat on the dusty ground.

The first thing I saw was some collection of waka anthologies, on which a lot of Masahide's personal opinions were added, although there was no lack of elegant and subtle words, but it was now that Tsunohide had no time to appreciate.

There are also some history books and documents that do not have Zhengxiu's personal handwriting.

The books piled at the bottom finally have imaginary things like diaries and essays.

Fanxiu's heart immediately beat violently.

With a slight trembling hand, according to the date, he searched for the last part, that is, the period before the seppuku death.

On the yellowed paper, Huo Ran was a familiar note.

"Supporting the weak young master is to steal the power of the householder. Do the six people of Quanda compare the old decay to the political prince of the time? It's really flattering to overestimate my political talent so much. ”

"Are rules just made by stupid people to make smart people as stupid as they are? Shaodian's statement is really funny. ”

"Sado-sama, it's true that you're selfish. But who is selfless? In the whole of Owari, there is probably only Atsuta Daimeijin. ”

Estimating the time, it should have been close to the ancestral hall Nobuhide at this time, but the words in his eyes were not chaotic at all, and there was even a ridiculous tone from time to time, without a word of complaint and accusation.

Fan Xiu's eyes narrowed, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

What a prison hall, my father.

Flipping down further, his face suddenly changed drastically.

The sentences are getting shorter and shorter, and between the lines, they have lost their former charm, and what is even more suspicious is that Nobunaga, Shibata, and Hayashi have all disappeared, and the rest of the text only points to one person.

A person who is very familiar with Fanxiu.

"Minister Yashima, is it just because of the horse?"

Lin ...... Can it be said that it is a normal exchange? ”

……

On the last two pages, there are only two great exclamations left.

"How can it be!"

"What can I do?"

The force penetrates the back of the paper, and enters the wood for three points.

Fan Xiu Huo Ran got up.

If you had seen these two sentences before, you wouldn't have thought much, but now it seems that they can be corroborated with the information provided by Wasuka.

Sure enough, it was strongly stimulated that he would choose to die in desperation?

However, there is no clue what happened.

I hastily rummaged through the rest of the items, and as I expected, there were no new clues.

"Then ...... next," Muttered Honxiu.

I can only hope that Zen Master Zeyi will be fulfilled.