Chapter 31: The Hot Springs of Suruga

"Hot springs or something, that's really nice."

In the quiet night, the flat hand is scattered, naked, lazily soaking in the water, only one head is exposed, leaning against the cold stone, looking up at the starry sky, thinking about the truth of life and philosophy, and you can also feel the wind blowing from the direction of the sea, no longer manic and cold, no longer fishy, soft and soft.

It's summer, but the Tokaido climate isn't too hot, and especially when you climb halfway up Mt. Fuji, it's as cool as autumn, and you can even see a lot of snow up there.

So it's perfect for hot springs.

The forbidden land that used to belong to the Imagawa family has now changed owners, just like the land of Suruga Province.

Tieshou Fanxiu suffered a lot of knife and gun wounds in the past battlefield, and did not recover particularly carefully, resulting in some sequelae, and every time it was rainy, he was sore, numb, faintly painful, and very unhappy.

For many years, I have been active in the vicinity of Kyoto for a long time, and I have been thinking about hot spring therapy for many years, but it was not until this attempt that I realized that I really regretted my previous life.

In the future, you should have a good experience of those well-known soup fields in Fuso countries, no matter how useful it is, at least make yourself comfortable first!

Traveling to the 16th century, it is not the most developed area of this era, even if it is above 10,000 people, the enjoyment of food, clothing, housing and transportation may not be able to exceed the well-off families after the three industrial revolutions.

For example, when you soak in this hot spring, you can let the soldiers of the brigade open the way, surround the best spots, and monopolize the entire mountain, so as to ensure that there are no uninvited guests within a radius of several thousand steps.

In the twenty-first century, it will be difficult for dignitaries and billionaires to do so.

What other luxuries can you do? Otherwise, you will try hunting in the future......

After thinking about it for a while, suddenly there was a crisp sound of clogs behind him.

Looking back, it was Naoto Ii who was wearing a loose white yukata and walked over with a wooden plate, then half-knelt on the ground, tucked his loose hair behind his ears, and brought down the food and drinks one by one and placed them in front of him.

The finest sake brewed in Nara is warmed with plums, then sealed and frozen in the well, and then brought to drink, which is particularly refreshing and has an endless aftertaste. Freshly caught sea bream, remove the spine and take the meat, wrap it in egg wash and wheat flour, penetrate into the hot sesame oil and fry it slightly, the skin is crispy and fragrant, but the inside still maintains the taste of sashimi.

In addition to the two main products, there are also a few side dishes and sauces, which are not so expensive and troublesome, but there is no room for sloppiness in terms of ingredients, seasoning and heat.

A few of them are traditional dishes in Fuso, and most of them are chefs who personally explained how to cook the dishes, and then let the chef experiment and make mistakes before he slowly came up with a recipe.

The day before yesterday, when the "Ghost Boy Keiji" saw it, he complained: "In the past, I always said that the old Danmasa (referring to Oda Nobunaga) was extravagant and extravagant, but now that I see the appearance of the inner house, I should really go to the tomb to apologize." As for the life of the public side, how different is it from a beggar in comparison! This was privately evaluated by Hosokawa Fujitaka as "conducive to the image of the Hirate clan and the dissolution of the remnants of Ashikaga and Oda", and it was suggested that it be promoted.

Hirate Honhide, who was soaked in the water, smelled the smell of sesame oil and plum wine mixed together, but they did not clash with each other, and his index finger moved, and he reached for it, but accidentally, he touched the soft wattle of Jing Yi Naoto.

The old husband and wife don't care...... Is it?

Unexpectedly, Jing Yi Naohu retracted his hand like an electric shock, quickly got up, and forced himself to calm down: "Your Highness!" As a role model for the world's martial artists, please stop playing childlike pranks. ”

As soon as he said this, he thought of yesterday's incident, and laughed: "Do you mean forcibly pulling you into the water?" No, no, no, you don't look scared at all anyway, it's not fun at all! ”

"That couldn't be better." Ii Naohu turned his head sideways to hide his face, and maintained a steady tone: "Samurai have to deal with it calmly in the face of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, let alone being just pulled into the water?" There is no danger at all. If Your Highness wants to have this kind of fun, you can go to your other concubines......"

"Uh-huh......" Hirata replied twice nonchalantly, and suddenly shook his head again and again: "No, no, if you were really that calm, you wouldn't have reacted so much just now." It seems that he is just trying his best! Hey hey ......"

"Nope! The concubine just thinks it's too troublesome to tidy up and clean! Jing Yi Naohu turned around and left only the back of his head: "The maids in charge of washing and drying are also working hard!" ”

Fanxiu is nearly forty years old, and Zhihu is about the same, and he has properly entered the category of old age in this era. The average man will not be able to do it at this age, and the woman's face will be destroyed by the years to the point that she can't bear to look at it. However, the anti-aging ability of the nobles who do not have to work is always stronger, and it is very effective to exercise from time to time.

Now the back of the woman in front of her seems to be as tall and slender as more than ten years ago, slightly plump and adding more beauty.

"Hmph, how can you hide this little thought!"

As he spoke, he unabashedly smiled and stretched out two sinful hands.

"Your Highness, you are really, so unseemly!"

Although the Hime samurai reprimanded, his feet in clogs honestly did not move a single step.

At this momentβ€”

"Father! Mother! I'm done! ”

A barefoot little boy jumped over and was the same Umewakamaru who decided to succeed to the Imagawa family and inherit the position of Suruga's guardian.

Just turned eight years old.

Naotora Ii took two steps away with lightning speed, closed the half-pulled placket, patted his face to make the blush disappear, and then took a deep breath and returned to his casual appearance.

Pingshou Fan Xiu didn't panic, he was already soaked in water, and naturally he couldn't see any traces.

Probably because this age is growing too fast, out of forward-looking considerations, Umewakamaru's yukata is cut a little bigger, and it looks like a child deliberately pretending to be an older child when worn on the body, which is very cute.

"I told you to walk slowly on the mountain and be careful of falling."

Zhihu gave instructions in a flat tone with an expressionless face.

Mei Ruomaru shrunk his shoulders, glared, and then immediately stood up straight, walked over step by step slowly, his movements were very dignified and solemn, and he was definitely an honor student among the children of the martial arts.

It seems that the person is as his name suggests, a "tiger mother".

Pingshou just drank a glass of wine with a smile and said softly, "Why don't you go to rest so late?" Is there anything you want to say? ”

He can be called the gentlest "loving father" of this era for children other than the eldest son.

But it is precisely in this distinction of attitudes that there is an unquestionable authority.

"Yes." Mei Ruomaru solemnly walked up to him, bowed down to salute, and said solemnly: "Tell my father, my mother, what I want to say is that today the Takeda family's Takeomaru has always been very affectionate to me, and he also gave me toys and food. However, I didn't know what my father was going to do with the Takeda family, so I politely refused to say that 'my mother is not allowed to accept gifts from anyone'. ”

A subtle expression immediately appeared on Zhihu's face, and he whispered: "People's children will definitely say, why is your mother so ruthless, my mother is ......not like this, but this was ignored by the father and son next to him, intentionally or unintentionally.

"What a smart boy!" Hearing this, Pingshou Fanxiu couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and praise: "It's true that it's better not to accept similar occasions like this." I didn't expect the Takeda family to have such a small action, did he say anything special? ”

"Hmm-" Umewakamaru tilted his little head and thought for a moment, then replied not very confidently, "Like, it seems that he is more concerned about the affairs of the Hojo family?" I feel that the Takeda family may want to know your attitude towards the Hojo family as soon as possible, Father-sama, and then you can take the lead and make more meritorious contributions or something......"

What a smart boy - this time the tie held back and didn't say anything.

Something else came to his mind.

Mei Ruomaru's current appearance is not worse than Yan Chiyomaru of the same age, that is, Yoshimitsu Hirate, and even better in some aspects. Although the latter is already a very good child.

Moreover, Yan Chiyomaru has always been a little thin, and his ability to bow and sword is very sparse and mediocre, and he may not even be able to catch up with an ordinary group of first-class inferior samurai.

Mei Ruomaru is different, not only is his precocious physical development smooth, but his martial arts are beyond the average level. If we only look at the drill regardless of the actual combat effect, it can even be said to be superior.

Thankfully, he was born a full nine years late, a time difference that greatly reduces the potential danger.

Hiteshu shook his head, expelled the negative emotions from his brain, and said with a smile: "I have been with Hojo for a long time, and it's time to do it." If the other children ask again in the future, you can tell them clearly that if I personally said that if Hojo Sagami (clan government) refuses to come to Sunfu before July 1, he will be regarded as a rebellious minister and thief, and there will be no room for turnback! Rather, even if no one asks you tomorrow, you can take the initiative to tell the Takeda family's ...... Muo Maru, right? ”

"Yes!" As an eight-year-old child, Umerumaru effortlessly understood this command and nodded.

Hearing this, Zhihu hurriedly said: "Your Highness, shouldn't this kind of thing be given publicly?" How can you tell your child before you make a decision? ”

Pingshou Fanxiu took a sip of the wine glass, and said indifferently: "The official documents will be said in a few days, and the gossip will be passed over first, giving the other party a few days to be lucky and struggle hard, isn't it also good?" ”

"But ......" Naohu wanted to say, but it was difficult to think of words for a while.

The flat has already started a new topic, and he reaches out to the sky and points: "Look at the south, the clarity of the summer triangle!" ”

Zhihu sighed and didn't think about business, as the man pointed in the direction, he frowned and thought for a moment, and then smiled: "It's obviously the three stars of the Cowherd, the Weaver Girl, and the Queqiao." What kind of summer triangle, is it a word that His Highness suddenly came up with? ”

"Ha, it was actually Hei Yisang who told me."

"What...... Is His Royal Highness a new favorite after the concubine left? ”

"Ah, that's not bad if it was."

"Humph! Even if you are, don't be in front of a concubine...... Say it to your child's face! ”