Several heads of the family are now the backbone of the Tokugawa family, and it is because of their different personalities and abilities that they can play a role in various aspects, but because of this, when faced with major problems, there may be differences of opinion, and this is the time when the bold and decisive lord needs to come forward.

But at this time, there was no lord present, not to mention Tokugawa Ieyasu and Tokugawa Kiyotada, even Tokugawa's younger sons were not there, and Tokugawa Hengyasu stayed in Kyoto every inch.

Here are just a bunch of retainers of the important ministers outside the house, what role can they play?

Far from doing nothing, it may add to the chaos!

Naturally, these retainers in the side room also heard about this, and the arguments in the main hall soon came, although these people did not have much education, they were also some bloody warriors, and they began to express their opinions with the strength of the wine that rushed to their heads!

Generally speaking, the level of knowledge in this era is directly proportional to the level of class, and a samurai with a net worth of only one or two hundred stones and a horse and equipment will naturally not have much spare energy to let his children read too many books.

Statements gradually turned into defenses, and eventually into loud arguments.

Nagasaka Kuro Tadashi is a person who is clumsy in words, and he really can't understand the theories of the Tao at the head, but in his persistent mind, he only recognizes one point: The reason why we Tokugawa samurai have fallen to this point today is because of this Zhuxing Qing clan!

Listening to those bombastic talks, he became more and more depressed, and he didn't understand how much he seemed to have benefited from the Star Family? In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and poured a glass of wine on a retainer of Naomasa Ii.

After a moment of stunnedness, everyone in the room became agitated, and then there was a scuffle of cups, plates, and bowls, and bloodshot eyes and hoarse screams, and after a few moments, everyone ignored who their opponent was.

More than a dozen people in the main hall ran over to stop the commotion, and as the direct trigger, Nagasaka Tadamasa was knocked down by the lord Honda Tadamasa with a punch and was severely reprimanded. Fortunately, most people have small injuries such as broken noses, but Honda Tadamasa still said humiliation to Naomasa Ii for him.

Naomasa Ii didn't delve into it, but just said a few words that at this time, we should work together and help each other. Anyway, this matter is just pressed. Several important ministers didn't pay much attention to it.

After returning to the residence, the two colleagues saw that Nagasaka Tadashi was still a little depressed, so they comforted him a few words, but these words of "people are under the low eaves" and "compromises and seek perfection" made him even more panicked. He knew that he couldn't complain about his colleagues, his lord, or the people on Lord Jingyi's side, but he still had a feeling of grievance that he couldn't use.

After midnight, Nagasaka still couldn't sleep. I simply got dressed and walked around. The guards guarding the gate did not stop him, and so he slipped out into the street.

It was a great coincidence that a cart selling liquor peddler passed in front of him, and it was filled with the cloudy wine he liked. At this time, completely immersed in his own thoughts, he paid for a pot of wine and walked aimlessly down the street, not noticing the vendor who disappeared into the corner in an instant, nor the few figures in the darkness in the distance.

"It's all that damn star!" Nagasaka Tadashi cursed in a low voice and stood up from the corner, only to reach out and support the wall because his legs were weak. But at this moment, a cool breeze blew on his face, and he only felt a fiery force rushing up from his stomach.

"Wow~~~Wow......" couldn't stop this dizziness and nausea, he turned around and spit out, and a piece of dirt sprayed out straight to a dark corner in front of him.

"Wang, Wang!" With two furious yells. A dark shadow sprang out from that corner. After fleeing two feet away, he turned his head to Nagasaka Tadashi and let out a whining sound, and his green eyes were full of threat and hostility.

"Damn it!" After vomiting for a while, Nagasaka Tadashi felt uncomfortable with a fire in his throat, but his mind was clearer. It's just that the anger at the moment makes him ignore these feelings. Untied the bottle from his little finger and placed it on a windowsill beside him, his hand slowly gripping the hilt of the knife. "A wild dog dares to show off his might, and what do we Tokugawa samurai do?"

"Wang!" Seeing that the opponent did not mean to compromise at all, the wild dog barked again, lowered its front legs and bowed down slightly, staring at Nagasaka Tadashi from the bottom to the top, carefully looking for an opportunity to attack.

"Come on!" Nagasaka Tadashi's shoulders leaned forward slightly, and the saber at his waist was pulled out to the length of three fingers. At this moment, he felt a fighting intent burning all over his body, and he only thought about smashing all the obstacles in front of him.

"Woohoo!" The wild dog, which was already ready, didn't want to wait any longer, and scurried forward with a kick on its hind legs, its fangs open to reflect the cold light of the moon. The big scarlet tongue was dripping with disgusting saliva.

"Good time!" Nagasaka Tadashi let out a loud shout, and there was a faint bloodthirsty urge in his heart, and his right hand jerked the saber sideways outward, his eyes already fixed on the neck of the wild dog.

The war was over long before Nagasaka became an adult, so he didn't really go to the battlefield, but his hard training since childhood made him quite accomplished in swordsmanship, and the wild wolves and bears in the northeastern wilderness died under his hands. He knew the habits of wild beasts quite well, and when they jumped to attack, they were at their weakest, and the key was to attack them from the side, just as the most vulnerable opponent was the abdomen.

"Huh?" Nagasaka snorted hesitantly, and the knife in his hand was not drawn.

Stunned, the wild dog had already pounced, he only had time to turn sideways, but he was hit in the shoulder, staggered back two steps and finally stabilized his body, but his clothes were torn open by the dog's paws.

Nagasaka Tadashi finally remembered that this time because the nature of the accompanying queue was similar to that of the honor guard, he was wearing not an ordinary sword on his waist, but a long sword used in cavalry combat. This knife is more than a foot longer than the one you usually wear, no wonder you can't pull it out subconsciously.

"Damn it!" He scolded again, but this time he scolded himself. Even the weapons you use can be ignored, and you can't wait to die when you go to the battlefield?

Nagasaka had not yet been on a real battlefield, but he had always believed that he was undoubtedly a true samurai, and if he had been born thirty years earlier, it would have been another legend of iron and blood. Since it is such a samurai, such a low-level mistake is naturally impossible to make, but fortunately no one sees it at this time!

"Just look at my methods!" Nagasaka Tadashi reopened his stance. With his left foot stepping forward, the hilt shifted down three inches, and the tail of the scabbard was raised high behind him.

"Woo~~~ Wang, Wang!" Although the wild dog did not achieve its goal in the first attack, the obvious superiority increased its confidence, and it stuck its tongue out and licked it at the edge of its mouth, and then pounced on it.

"Kill!" Nagasaka let out a short, rough exhale, and his body slid forward half a meter quickly. A semi-circular arc of light flashed in front of him, followed by a rain of blood.

"Squeak...... Chirping...... Squeak......" The wild dog lay on the ground, and the barking in his throat turned into a whimper. All four legs twitched like a wiggle, and a deep knife wound a foot long under the neck was gurgling blood.

Nagasaka Tadashi stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and a hot smell of fresh blood came to his nose, which miraculously made him not only more and more clear-headed, but also mentally reached the peak of excitement.

In front of the long sword in his hand, the blood of the wild dog in the moonlight remained along the blade lines, and the two strands gathered together at the blade and dripped to the ground. A fairly ordinary knife, but at this moment it has the appearance of a famous knife.

This sword has not seen blood since it came into Nagasaka's hands, and in the past, even when he rode a horse to hunt large beasts, he basically used a spear and a bow and arrow. Although it was also a common weapon for samurai in battle. But it's nowhere near as good as the feeling of a knife slashing into flesh and blood splashing.

At the end of the day, it's the mood that counts. Coming out of the northeast, Nagasaka Tadashi felt that he had truly matured. Looking back now, if he had been on the battlefield half a year ago, he really didn't know if he could have cut off the head of a living enemy without blinking, and now he believes that he can definitely do it.

Nagasaka squatted down and looked. The wild dog had stopped breathing at the moment. The knife edge was very deep, and the flesh on both sides rolled outward, and the neck bone was already visible inside, and if it was an enemy on the battlefield, it would have been killed with a single sword.

"Whew~~~!" Standing up and exhaling deeply, Nagasaka Tadashi felt a lot better all of a sudden. Now he wanted to go back to sleep, and when he woke up, he would think about what he should do in the future.

"Smack, smack!" Two crisp applause came from behind him, not loud, but they were heard very clearly in the silence of the night.

"Who?" Nagasaka turned around and slashed in front of him, vigilantly searching around. It was still a cold moonlight and an empty street, and there was no one in sight of the north wind.

"The world-famous Samurai of Mikawa already needs to use such a thing as killing dogs to show their martial prowess, which is really amazing!" A voice rang out again, a calm voice with a palpable sneer.

"What kind of hero is hiding his head and showing his tail!" Nagasaka Tadashi replied angrily. But the back was plastered with a wall. At the moment, it is not possible to determine whether this person is the only one around, and how to judge the situation is the basic quality of a samurai.

"If you just want to see me, then I can grant you that wish!" With this sound, a person turned around the corner, and slowly walked to a place two feet away and stopped. The moonlight draped over him diagonally, adding to the eerie mystery.

Nagasaka Tadashi took a half-step forward and stared at the uninvited guest tightly.