I can't remember how long it's been since I've walked by someone like this, and once upon a time I loved to think in this state. I don't know when I began to deliberately avoid this state of being alone, not because there was no such opportunity, nor because there was nothing to think about, but because I was more and more afraid of this feeling of being alone.

There was no evidence, no hint from anyone, but a feeling in my heart was getting stronger: I didn't have much time to stay here!

The question of the chicken and the egg is still frequently raised today, but another question that has been explored in the field of human philosophy has a much older history: where did man come from and where is he going? If it is a bit of a spoof on a physiological level, it is absolutely serious in the realm of consciousness.

I already know where I came from, though it has been blurred for a long time, to the point where I am not sure. But I still know that as long as I don't have to present evidence, even to myself.

Where to go is now impossible to determine, and the question is too urgent to ignore. Where am I going? This question, which I had absolutely scoffed at in my previous life, now bothers me a lot. Just as I would never have asked to travel here if I had been given the choice before, now I am terrified at the thought of losing everything I have now. Man, indeed, is one of the strangest animals; Consciousness is really one of the most profound philosophical topics.

There is nothing I can do about the future, even if my monstrous power is enough to move mountains and reclaim the sea today! In that case, all I can do is do what is in front of me, and I have to hurry......

"The Great Hall!" After exchanging countless glances with Maeda Toshitsuna, Gamo Hideyuki, who was following behind, finally couldn't help but stop me, and it meant that he finally resisted the urge to reach out and pull my sleeve directly.

"Huh......?" I looked back at him, a little dazed as my thoughts were interrupted.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"The hall has been gone for a long time, should I ask them to carry the sedan chair over and you go back to rest?" It was not easy for him to hold back such a sentence, although it was not appropriate, but it was an excuse that he finally came up with.

I raised my eyes and looked at the team behind him, and the five hundred armor soldiers were still in Xuanang. Although this outfit is usually intended for horseback riding, it doesn't seem to have any effect on them at the moment. In the farther distance, there were some people far behind, and the rough estimate was at least two or three hundred, but they were very careful not to get too close, let alone any formation. My guards had apparently noticed the situation as well, and had deliberately widened the lateral distance, creating an invisible barrier.

"How?" I deliberately frowned. He complained very unhappily: "I don't complain about this old man, why can't you do it?" The current samurai are really getting worse and worse, and it seems that even the samurai of my Star Family are starting to degenerate......"

"Go back to the main hall and go to the soup for the stars family, we will naturally die!" Seeing that I was so stubborn, Maeda Toshitsuna couldn't help but take a step forward and said: "Although we are not as good as our ancestors, we have fought with the main hall for the rest of our lives, but we are also dignified iron-blooded men, even if it is a horse leather shroud, we should have no complaints. It's just that the main hall is concerned with the well-being of the people in the world, and you must not rely on a momentary whim to cause social turmoil!"

"I'm just a dying old man, where can I have such a big effect!" I laughed and regained my ease, this Maeda Toshitsuna's personality is really similar to his father.

I looked around. It turned out that by this time we had already walked out of the city of Nara. Not far from the front is a large area of farmland and official roads. At this moment, it is naturally just a white field, but in the thin mist, a few big trees on the side of the road and a pavilion for passers-by to rest are still clearly visible.

"Since your will is so strong. Then I'll go to the gazebo in front and take a rest!" I gestured to the gazebo, and walked first, ignoring their reactions.

The Gamo clan and Maeda Toshitsuna forgot to look at each other, so they had to follow closely in reluctantly, while the messenger hurried back again.

Soon a new cordon was formed, and by the time I sat down, the improvised gazebo had become an invisible fortress. In front of me, the attendants set up a small table, on which all the delicate refreshments from the food box were placed. This is a superior environment, there will be someone to think about everything for you, everything can be useless, but it will definitely not be unprepared!

My gaze was far behind me, and the group of tailgators behind me had stopped. Still, there are more and more trends. They spontaneously formed small groups ranging from a dozen to dozens of people, as if they were talking and waiting for something.

"What a careful person!" Looking at those people in the distance, I couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.

It had been less than half an hour since I came out of the gate of the hotel, and in such a short time they had not only gotten the news, but also quickly got up and rushed here. So all of this can only show that my every move is being watched all the time.

Although I still have a faint smile on my face, there is a feeling of spring breeze in my heart, and it seems that my prediction is not wrong. Everything is going according to the program I designed.

"The Great Palace, His Highness Da Nayan has come down!" Maeda Toshitsuna next to him suddenly reminded.

"Oh!" When he said this, I narrowed my eyes slightly, and sure enough, I saw a team of horses that had just turned out of the streets of Nara and were speeding this way. His observation is really sharp, and there is no sound of horses' hooves when stepping on such thick snow.

There were more than a dozen people in this team, and although they wore long and short swords, all of them were not wearing armor, and I could only tell from the general style of the horse ornaments that these were some squires from Osaka. As the people on the road quickly moved out of the way, the horse team came to the pavilion at a gallop, and a young samurai of about twenty years old jumped from the fire dragon horse that had ridden first.

Instead of hindering him, my guard went up to take the reins, nodded and hurried into the kiosk.

"Grandfather, why did you come here alone in such a cold weather?" The young samurai came up to me and asked me with concern. He is my eldest grandson, the future shogun's heir, Shishi Kiyomitsu.

Kiyoman is the first son of Tsuruhime for Shinkiyo, Komiaomaru, in terms of appearance, he inherited the advantages of both his parents, and has to "regretfully" admit that Shinkiyoshi has grown prettier than me, and Kiyomitsu is actually better. In particular, his eyes have reminded me of some of the past from time to time.

When I was still very young, I often had a sense of anxiety, and even had the idea of interfering with the establishment of the third generation of heirs. After my planning, everything is on track, and a family governor who is too unconventional is not suitable for the future star family.

Fortunately, Kiyomitsu didn't turn my worries into reality when I grew up, and there was no resemblance to Oda Nobunaga except for his eyes and face shape, and the contours of his facial features were more inherited from the Senshiba lineage. When it comes to personality, although he is sometimes a little impulsive, it is not beyond the scope of ordinary young people, and his interest and enthusiasm stay more in the pursuit of new things.

That's fine, I don't expect any earth-shattering genius from my offspring! He may do something wrong when he comes to power, but there is no need to worry about his rash change in those basic national policies.

"I don't feel very cold, I'm in a good mood today to see the scenery of Nara in the snow!" As I spoke, I looked behind him, and it was not difficult to tell from the state of the squires that they had come out in a hurry.

"In that case, you should also give an order, and my father and I will come and accompany you!" Qingman's personality is still somewhat informal, and he sat on the side without waiting for me to say it. "Father has already gone out to come over here, and there are many daimyo who want to come and see you!"

"What do I have to see, I don't look good at such an old age!" As I spoke, I suddenly pointed my hand out of the pavilion and asked very abruptly, "That's your horse, right?" What a good horse!"

"It was selected by the best Mali in the Tachikawaguchi Ranch, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a 'divine horse'!" When I complimented his horse, he looked very proud.

"Yes, it's a BMW!" I smiled and nodded, and then said in a somewhat regretful tone: "It's just that the snow is not suitable for horseback riding, you see that the snow around here is trampled by horses' hooves!"

"Oh?" Xinqing's hand stretched out for a piece of tea suddenly lifted it in the air, and the person was stunned. "I'll send the horse back!" After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, saluted me, and strode out of the pavilion.

"Go and say to your father: If you are riding a horse or a chariot, you don't have to come!" I added to his back.

It was getting brighter, but there was snowflakes again, but not much and not windy. Although more and more people gathered inside and outside the pavilion, it was unusually quiet, and the atmosphere gradually became strange.

Gamo Hideyuki and Maeda Toshitsuna looked at each other, trying to speak, but they didn't know what to say, they had realized what I had just said to Kiyomitsu, but they couldn't guess what was going to happen.

The sun finally showed its head, but it had lost its radiant shadow of the past. The snowflakes continued to fall unhurriedly, but it didn't feel cold without the help of the north wind.

"It's coming!" This time, without being reminded, I noticed that a large group of people were hurrying towards here from the direction of the city. This time, the first to come did not simply give way, but respectfully retreated to both sides of the road, kneeling in the snow and saluting. "It's okay!" As the group got closer and closer, I saw Shinkiyo walking on foot in the center.