Synchronization, memory,

The gray clouds covered the three years of Tensho like a curtain, and Mo Yi sniffed out the kindness, which was the remnants of her days in Izumizu. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wet and cold of winter is still fresh in her memory, and the underwear here is not to protect from the cold, but to be like an accomplice to the spring cold. The girl who just opened her eyes unfortunately found that the reality gave herself a dismount, and she had calf cramps as soon as she got up, and she also rested on the couch for a long time before she breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the house was empty and terrible, and the fire on the stove was only extinguished yesterday, Mo Yi vaguely remembered that he was always wandering in the widow's house at this time, a confused guy, of course, a man who values affection.

She massaged her calves vigorously with her thumb and looked out before dawn, thinking about her future plans. After all, Mo Yi, who is only twelve years old now, needs a plan, a plan that can find clues to the three heirlooms that have been passed down from generation to generation in the hands of the Japanese emperor.

Of course, if you want to find this clue, you have to go to, but for Moyi, who is still young, she still needs to think long-term, in the remote countryside of southern Kyushu.

After that, of course, Mo Yi remembered that Kazuya was already preparing to leave the Hioki Shimazu family, and this plan was also her best choice.

Because in today's world, the status of a samurai is the qualification for promotion, and the status of a samurai is very helpful for inquiring about news and coming and going in.

Weak, it can only be said that it is the first time for her, and now Mo Yi only needs to work hard in the past few years to fill her stomach and pick up the swordsmanship trained in the sea wind system, she has the strength to forge ahead and the foundation to become a strong person.

And now in this world, the most important thing is that she must not reveal her own identity as a woman, because she has a deal on her shoulders.

So before she opened her eyes, she had already prepared, and she had already let the sea wind system evaluate her body at the age of twelve.

In the two years of training in the world of sea wind, she was able to achieve A+ perfectly, but now she is back to her childhood, and her physique is not at her peak, so she was demoted to C.

In addition to the combat skills, the other data are even more ordinary, as Mo Yi expected, there is nothing brilliant.

The D- of the constitution and the E of the coordination, the comprehensive evaluation is actually an absolute weakling in this troubled world. And in this, in fact, the biggest reason, Mo Yi knows that it is the evil result left behind because the Huafang family is poor and has not eaten enough.

A reasonable diet is the certainty of success in this world, and it is also the truth of this world!

So for the big goal of God's code, now Mo Yi can only grieve himself, and the small goal he makes is to be able to eat enough and eat well every day.

Only when she becomes a foodie perfectly can she have the ability to cooperate with female researchers in reality and cast a brilliant future!

Of course, Mo Yicai is not a rebellious psychology because of the daily injection of nutrient solution in reality!

The spring is cold and the years are quite cold, and in the dilapidated small town, only the townspeople and villagers with sad faces are left wondering about the future is still bleak.

After all, it's not yet the time for spring ploughing, but the Shimazu family has been in war for a long time over the years, and although there is no inevitable logical relationship between the two things, most of the samurai who are performing their duties are now wearing short shirts, and the outer clothes are patched with patches, which are actually tattered.

In fact, most of these samurai are the kind of low-level samurai who can't afford to have enough but still have a prominent family, and the young man who stepped on sandals didn't have time to respect these former upper-class nobles, looking at Heishiro, who was now giving food, holding his hair, and showing his old age in his eyes.

Of course, this is Mo Yi's cowardice and inaction when she was ignorant after taking care of her younger brothers and sisters, and she plans to be familiar with these village chiefs who do literary affairs, and by the way, she also has to have a general understanding.

After all, she will soon follow the courtyard and leave this village, and soon she will return to these counties to calculate the entry and exit of the Shimazu family's grain and grass because she is good at arithmetic, so Mo Yi is of course very interested in befriending Heishiro, she needs people, needs her own relationship, and this relationship is of course related to her future status.

Indeed, although the identity of the side room is noble, the real relationship is actually shallow, but the identity of the samurai, although it is not the main family, but if it is intertwined, it will eventually grow into a behemoth.

So now, of course, Mo Yi is discussing with Hemashiro that he is too young and too weak in his family, and he is the only rich man in the village who raises pigs.

Those in high positions are, of course, capable people. And in this troubled world, there is no distinction between people and bandits, and Mo Yi, who is guilty of his crimes, does not plan to be beheaded by the guy who covets his identity one night or sold to other places to live a miserable life as a slave.

After listening to Mo Yi's simple request, Heishiro twisted the beard on his mouth and pondered expressionlessly for a while.

After all, Mo Yi is also a Huafang family with Miao characters, no matter how she says, she has the possibility of becoming a real samurai, and her position in the land is equivalent to having rising capital.

However, if she loses her current responsibilities and wants to regain the status of a samurai in the Shimazu family, it will be a world away from what she is now.

After all, whether it is the head of the land, the acting official, or the chief of the village, if you want to wait for this kind of hereditary position, you really have to wait until the samurai family sitting in this position is cut off before there is a possibility of civilians.

"Are you really willing to do without this position?" The thick fingers of this low-level samurai knocked on the table, and he couldn't hear his plan tightly, and of course Mo Yi didn't make a profound gesture, and said with a wry smile,

"The Huafang family is now supported by me alone, my father died early, and my uncle died in the war, getting this important position is tantamount to harboring a strange treasure, and now the continuation of the Huafang family's name is actually more important than the status of a samurai!"

Of course, she was telling the truth, and she didn't intend to lie at all.

Although it is said that people go to high places and water flows to low places, what position Mo Yi really wants to get, he must also be clear about his own catties.

Of course, Heishiro will not hesitate to the villagers below, he is in charge of seven or eight villages near this town, and his own power is not small after all. However, after all, the Huafang family is also a loyal member of the Shimazu family, and although it is said that the position of Huafang Moyi is ruthless, he and the Huafang family still have a relationship, so there are other conveniences.

What's more, Mo Yi has helped the town to sort out the accounts in the past few years, making things simple and simple, so Mo Yi is also a lot of hard work, so after he signed the letter of appointment for the blacksmith Kanba, he instructed her,

"Now that the spring grain is in the account, you still come to help more, and calculate your salary of five times a day."