The bleak initial battle passed in a blink of an eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Regarding the strange performance of that day, the "official version" is that the war horse was frightened by the sound of iron cannons and mistakenly broke into Oda Nobumitsu's military formation.

As for the situation of the march that day, and how Nobumitsu dealt with Sakai's problem, this is not something that the current Hirate Honhide can know. (By the way, in this day and age, it is not very unacceptable for the side room of the lord to marry a retainer.) ）

As a samurai, he can't control his own war horse, which is something worthy of ridicule in itself, and he is the heir of the old man in the family, and it is still the first battle, the combination of these elements undoubtedly has an excellent "dramatic" effect. The puzzled or teasing gazes of the crowd are enough to make people ashamed to death.

However, after all, human beings are creatures with super adaptability, and they have even carried such things as traveling through time and space, and now they are only a little embarrassed, which doesn't seem too difficult to accept.

In the following days, the eyes and smiles that were mixed with mockery, contempt and even slight jealousy have been faintly entangled around Fan Xiu, and sometimes they jump out and wreak havoc, making people shudder.

Fan Xiu is a person who likes to be quiet and does not like to move.,So it's even more silent.,There's less and less contact with colleagues.,Except for his childhood friend Sasa and Maeda.,There's almost no other guests at home.。 Ikeda Hengxing, who had seen the situation that day, also got together with him twice in three days, and probed side by side. After going back and forth, the two were also familiar with each other, so Fan Xiu half-jokingly told Hengxing that he had worshiped gods and Buddhas and could divinate things within five hundred years.

"Oh? So...... I wonder what will happen to my Ikeda family in the future? ”

Honshu pinched his fingers and concluded that the Ikeda family would be sitting on a million stone by the next generation. Hengxing laughed, not believing in this answer that was closest to reality.

There was no war for the next few months, and the life of the samurai went on like this. Every time I return home, when I have nowhere to vent my frustration, I suddenly feel that I have become Nobunaga's confidant. The misunderstanding and hostility encountered by that great fool of Owari back then were not only ten times more so.

"Even so, for the sake of your flat grandfather, you should pretend to it." Fan Xiu clenched his fists and spat angrily. Only when he thinks about this incident does he look like a thirteen-year-old boy, love and hate, are so distinct.

A normal person living in the current society suddenly sees another time and space, and there is no hope of returning, this kind of experience is not a scene that everyone can understand.

In just an instant, all the memories of the past are gone, and the new memories are alien to the previous things, and even the language is completely different. No matter how long I've spent here, there's always a voice in my heart that reminds me that none of this is mine.

I'm just a passerby, just a bystander.

Although the spectator is always more relaxed and relaxed than the actor, if there is only one audience in the whole theater, there is only loneliness.

After being lonely for a long time, indifference has become a habit.

If it weren't for meeting such a "father......

Fan Xiu laughed and fell on the mat, suddenly remembering that the day of Obon was just around the corner......

When I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of horses' hooves outside, and then someone called the name of "Shizuo", and listening to that voice, it seemed to be a rich middle-aged man.

Someone actually came to call the door? The sound is still as if it has been heard before.

Will anyone come to me in this city? Fan Xiu was slightly surprised, but he stepped forward quickly and opened the door latch.

Two people and two horses outside the door. In front is a young man in a cyan samurai suit, followed by a middle-aged man with a wide forehead and a broad face.

"This is ...... Shibata-sama?! Katsuharu Hall is also invited! Fan Xiu was startled, and hurriedly bowed down and let the two in.

Last time, I just arrived at Gudu Castle, and I was invited by Shibata Katsuya to be a guest, and today I went further, and the other party deigned to come to the door. Could it be that a tie show is so valuable? Now that the dispute between the Oda brothers is in the ascendant, the two sides are strictly considered to be their own masters, and they do not belong to the same camp, so if they come and go so frequently......

Welcome guests through the door and serve tea. Before he could say a pleasantry, it was the guest who opened his mouth first.

"I heard about the events of the first few months of Zhizuo, and I wanted to come and take a look, but I couldn't pull away - I was really thirsty along the way!" The singer took the teacup, and without thanking him, he drank it all, "I happened to meet the lord today, so I came over to have a look." ”

"Youlao Shibata-sama is concerned...... "Honxiu thanked him, and was thinking about saying something about the scene, but was interrupted by Shibata-sama waving his hand.

"When I came, I also went to Youzuo (Lijia) and Neizang Suke (Chengzheng), and I heard what they said, Zhizuo seems to be very depressed recently?"

"This ......"

"It is indeed a pity that there was such a farce in the first battle. However, how can we be so demoralized when we are men who need to be more and more courageous? ”

"Thank you ......"

Katsuya paused, took another sip of tea, and then told a few examples of samurai who were unfavorable at first, but were generous in the future.

Shibata Katsuya has never been a person who is good at words, so when he explained it like this, there were already beads of sweat on his forehead.

Fanxiu was speechless, she could only keep thanking her, but she really had a trace of gratitude in her heart.

Although the tone is quite harsh, it is indeed the attitude of the elders towards the juniors.

Is this a means of co-opting? However, the current tie is probably not as valuable as the Xiujiang horse that can be sold for hundreds of dollars.

About a quarter of an hour later, Shibata Katsuharu looked at his uncle, and the two withdrew.

Before leaving the door, the singer suddenly turned around again and stared at Fanxiu.

"When the prison hall admonished each other, Shizuo's actions were not only left, but also praised by Lian Shengsaburo and Gorozuo...... An excellent samurai, whether it is martial arts or military science, is only secondary, and the most important thing is the strength and heart of a martial artist. ”

After speaking, Shibata turned around and went out, but Fan Xiu was slightly distracted.

"Temperament......" He couldn't help but smile bitterly, turned around and closed the door.

The Obon Festival in the first year of Koji has arrived unconsciously. Zhengxiu Temple, which lasted for three or four years, was finally officially completed.

After being a samurai family, of course, there will be no fewer seniors who need to worship, and the order of the ceremony has naturally been set early. The younger generations often burst into tears, as if whoever is not grieving enough is not filial to their descendants, and is not qualified to inherit the family business—and they don't know who is more important than the former and the latter.

However, when it was the turn of the Hirate family to worship, the group of uncles tried to be as simple as possible, and did not dare to stay in the newly built temple for a while.

Because in the hall of the temple sat two silent people.

One is the youngest son of Zhengxiu, who is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and initiates a crazy Fanxiu who is not recognized by his six relatives.

The other, even more terrifying, is Masahide's student, Nobunaga, who is moody and defies the law.

The other clans either didn't dare to sit next to Nobunaga, or avoided it because of grudges, so when Nobunaga came here, there was only one person in the temple.

Therefore, he was the only one who saw Nobunaga's meticulous and respectful appearance in front of Masahide's tomb.

Exquisite wooden statues, tall courtyard walls, neat beams and columns.

Every time he saw this, Fan Xiu's heart became more and more torn:

If you had shown this kind of gesture earlier, even if it was for show, my father would not have died.

First, Nobunaga stepped forward, burned three sticks of incense, and bowed a few times. When he stepped back, Fan Xiu stepped forward again and repeated the steps just now.

From beginning to end, there were no words.