No matter how chaotic the situation in Owari is, Furuto Castle has always been his home base, and "protecting" Shiba Yoshiyin in this place is not a difficult task no matter how you look at it, not to mention that hostile forces may not be interested in disturbing a guardian who has no real power. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a declining family, being able to survive in front of the enemy shows that he is a person with no ambition and is close to cowardice. However, as a famous family, he has a little cultural level, and he has poetry and books, which is not as obscene as he imagined, but closer to the image of a weak scholar. Honhide is a person who likes to be quiet and does not like to move, and he is used to seeing martial artists in places like Owari, and it is rare to meet an intellectual, so he can't help but be courteous.

And this casual courtesy makes the accustomed false flattery and cynicism quite useful. Since his birth, this son has never seen anyone use such an indifferent attitude towards his bloodline and identity - of course, this attitude has nothing to do with the so-called equality ideas of later generations, and is completely dismissive after being well-informed.

Nobunaga was extremely generous to this titular official, and with a wave of his hand, he granted an annual service of 300 kan, which was equivalent to the price of six ties.

Since it was a troubled time, the samurai's money had to be used to recruit peasant soldiers, buy weapons, and provide for retainers, and no amount was enough. But Spo Yiyin didn't have this idea (even if he did, he didn't dare to make it), so he could only indulge in wine.

However, Gudu City is not a major road for merchants, and there are not many places to sell "wine", looking at the city, the most luxurious place is the sake house called "Thousand Island Sakura", a few days ago Tsuyoshi just arrived in the city, and was still there as a disciple and suffered a brick.

Although the wine is good, it seems that it is not very decent.

As a result, Fan Xiu and a dozen or so guards temporarily under his jurisdiction became regular customers of the wine house, but not drinkers, but porters.

After a few days, I have just gotten used to this kind of idle and boring life, but I have ushered in a new show. Oda Nobunaga suddenly gathered a group of retainers and relatives to worship Spo Yoshitomi (the father of Yoshigin), who was usurped by Oda Nobuntomo.

However, Yoshito was killed in Cheongju City, and the coffin was naturally in Cheongju, and Nobunaga couldn't enter Cheongju Castle, so he found a secluded temple on the outskirts of Gudu City and wrote a tablet, which was counted as Yoshito's tomb. In addition, Yitong died on the 12th day of the seventh month of the 23rd year of the Astronomical Calendar, but it is now April. Such a worship is not in keeping with any kind of ritual since ancient times.

As soon as Nobunaga's words came out, the opposition in his family inevitably accused him of ignoring the law and acting recklessly, and even those who supported Nobunaga secretly shook their heads. But opposition is opposition, and no one will openly confront an outsider for the sake of his posthumous affairs.

However, this is all a matter of the upper echelons, and it has nothing to do with Fan Xiu, and the only thing he pays attention to is that it is impossible for Yiyin not to participate in such an event. Since you have to go out of the city, it will be much more difficult to protect the silver of Spo.

So, exactly nine months after the murder of Spoyi, his eldest son personally experienced such a nondescript sacrifice.

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On April 12 of the first year of Hongzhi, a procession carrying papaya flags suddenly descended on a temple in the north of Gudu City. Dozens of retainers entered the field in turn, and at the front were Oda Nobunaga and Spo Yoshigin.

Although everything is simple in wartime, the rituals of a country's guardian are obviously different from those of peasants - especially in the rank of the characters who appear. The fly in the ointment is that the monks in the small temple were so frightened by a group of martial artists that they couldn't even read the scriptures. In the end, Nobunaga recruited the "royal" monks of the Oda family to solve the problem.

Most of the people in the Oda family had never seen this so-called guardian at all, let alone had any feelings, and the round visit was just a formality, and they didn't even bother to pretend to be a sad expression, and some people chatted and frolicked in private, and Nobunaga didn't stop it. The only one who really paid homage was probably Spo Yoshiyin, who knelt in front of an empty tablet, weeping in pain.

In this era, crying was seen as synonymous with cowardice, so this act was also the most in line with the hearts of Oda's retainers.

After a while, Nobunaga finally couldn't take it anymore and urged Yoshiin to leave, but Yoshiin "resisted" once and begged to stay here a little longer. Without thinking, Nobunaga approved his request and returned to Koto Castle with a large group of men, leaving behind as an escort by Hinode Hahide—in the era of autocracy, the little people had no right to refute.

Honhide's patience was much better than Nobunaga's, and he waited until Spoyi returned with tears in his eyes. Along the way, Yoshiin kept sighing, saying that he had fallen into the prestige of his ancestors, and Fan Xiu stood in the position of the Oda family, and could neither refute nor encourage, but could only listen to him.

In such a state, it is natural that it will not go fast.

The sunset has set in front of him, and a little afterglow has gradually dissipated, and there are still nearly ten miles away from the city, and Fan Xiu can't help but be anxious. Fortunately, his subordinates are all useful people, and they naturally know to surround Yiyin in the middle without orders.

In this way, it took another half an hour to reach the city.

As I got closer to the town, a figure gradually flashed in front of me, and even a few crazy drunks came towards me.

Drunkard? Fanxiu frowned and summoned two guards to reprimand him.

Immediately after that, there was a commotion in the rear, and when I looked back, it seemed that several townspeople were arguing about something.

At this moment, in the room on the left, a deafening gunshot suddenly sounded.

Iron cannon? Fan Xiu was distracted for a moment, but he heard Si Po Yiyin's cry for help. It turned out that the horse under his crotch was frightened and suddenly galloped wildly.

So he didn't have time to order his subordinates, so he immediately urged him to move forward, but the road in the town was narrow, and around Xiujiang's amazing strength, although he could catch up, it was difficult to surpass the past. The other guards were left behind.

"Offended!" Fan Xiu grabbed the spear behind his back, used the handle of the gun as a stick, and knocked down the horse under the Ginza with a wave of his hand, then jumped off the horse, held the Gin, and ran into the nearest house on the side of the road.

There was a familiar girl in the room, and before she could think about it, she was quietly quieted down.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yiyin looked like he was having palpitations, but he was not hurt in any way.

"Tie?" The girl silently read a few words and looked at Fan Xiu in surprise.

Fan Xiu's heart was relieved, she thought about it slightly, and suddenly remembered the person in front of her, and she couldn't help but laugh in her heart. But this is not the time to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and Fan Xiu drank her out with a loud voice.

After a while, a few guards followed the trail of horses to find this place, and Fan Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't rule out the possibility of his own people making trouble.

After a short break, he was about to turn around, but he saw three people on the opposite side walking towards a black-clothed chaotic wave, and one of them was still dripping blood from his spear.

"Is this the chaos you captured?" Fan Xiu leaned forward slowly, and the black-clothed man in front of him had a gunshot wound on his shoulder, left waist, and right leg, bleeding nonstop, and he was almost unconscious.

"It was Xiao Ping who injured him, and we just carried people over." One replied.

"Koheita?" Fan Xiu turned to look at the bloody ashigaru of the spearhead. The three injuries were non-fatal but limited in movement, which shows that not only the martial arts are excellent, but also the brains are not lacking.

"Yes! In Shimotsushima Hattori Koheita! ”

Hattori Koheita! Fan Xiu seemed to see that the fame of the bucket was beckoning, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"This chaos won't just die, will it?"

"Three gunshot wounds are never fatal, and it is impossible to escape!" Kohei replied categorically.

Fanxiu nodded, and lowered her body to inspect the objects on Ranbo's body, a small bag of kunai, a few small pieces of paper with symbols drawn on them, and a piece of rope, and a rough iron cannon on his back. He casually threw kunai and rope to his subordinates, and stuffed pieces of paper into his clothes.

"It's all over. Thanks to your help today, especially Koheita! Fenxiu, who has never been a leader, tried his best to summarize the words.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, followed by a puff of dust in front of his eyes.

The chaotic wave that had been unconscious jumped up

"Hirate-sama!"

Fanxiu's eyes darkened.