(There is a mistake in the front, a village in Japan has a maximum of seven or eight hundred koku)

The wind and rain of the Battle of Kanto could not blow the westernmost country of Satsuma, Mo Yi really did not know what the strategy was in this world, how the battle was, and who was proud and respected. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But she knows that the prince and the prince will have a kind of Xiangning, but under the killing, how can they divide you between men, women and children.

There are not many noble elbows in this room, and most of them sit on the ground, but they also prepare cool straw mats. Finally waited for the beginning of spring in February, the ronin did not have her patience, as soon as he met the spring, he took his own self-made bamboo bow and went out to hunt.

He is also bold and not afraid of encountering wild boars in the mountains, and even if he stays overnight, he will not go home to stay at the widow's house next door.

This guy is really a little full of warm thoughts, and I haven't heard that he has a little intention of getting married, but no matter how you say it, the ronin is not next to him, but it also allows Mo Yi to be lazy and prepare for spring ploughing.

The so-called seasonal festival is nothing more than spring planting, summer growth, autumn harvest, and winter storage, and it is indeed more than other homes as a land servant, in addition to going into battle themselves, they will also ask some of the broken people in the village to help. And Mo Yi is not harsh after getting the grain, she only smokes half of the grain where she can't plant, after all, the grain collected by the Shimazu family during the war is six dukes and four people, and she is almost half of the grain she smokes, which is actually enough to be black-hearted.

In fact, she is still not ruthless enough, when her uncle was there, she still remembered that she had drawn 20% last year.

And these miscellaneous things that the random ronin can't be counted on at all, you expect a samurai lord to plow the fields, she is not the head of the great Maori family, she has such a high personality and a group of powerful samurai pretending to be bitter farmers.

What's more, Mo Yi after the Yuan service was already an adult, and he packed up the carcass pills left by his father, and took the straw mat woven by his younger brothers and sisters to go to the town to sell it, but he saw a samurai on horseback shaking a few times on the mountain road with difficulty.

However, he has been familiar with the dignity and humility of the upper and lower levels for so many years, and hurriedly ran over to help pull the reins of the horse, and the horse's hooves finally stood firm, but Mo Yi did not dare to raise his head.

After all, the samurai who can come here must be the motto of the village, but the gold-inlaid flag of this dazzling cross wheel, Mo Yi knows that this is the flag book of the Shimazu family, the Shimazu clan's house.

His background is actually similar to Huafang Anliang, and he is also a light from the local servant.

However, his origin came in the Battle of Kisubara three years ago, and after bringing back the seriously injured young lord Tadhei (Shimazu Yoshihiro), he was appreciated and promoted to the flag book, and in addition to giving the surname Shimazu, he now also receives a 1200-stone Yuroku.

Huafang Moyi is smart, and as soon as they met, they almost guessed that this adult must have come to withdraw this year's spring borrowed rice (Yulu's advance). As a local servant, she had already prepared two documents to make a record of withdrawal, which Mo Yi borrowed from the commissioner.

After all, her bookkeeping skills are fast, and she also helps the commissioner calculate the general accounts of several other villages on weekdays. And this ability is also the reason why he can let a Huafang family, who was not yet in the Yuan service at that time, continue to serve in the village.

"You're Ink Pill?" The samurai looked at the trouble of the horse's walking, but he didn't have the kind of majestic intention to turn over and dismount, but the armor on his body did not take off and rattle when he stepped down.

Huafang Moyi is indeed more recognizable with a modern ponytail, she nodded, but the samurai put his hand into his underwear and finally pulled out four hundred Wen and handed it to Moyi.

"I'm sorry, because the lord's eagle release only arrived at this time."

The beginning of these words made Mo Yi confused, and he didn't know what this adult meant, after all, it was too strange, how could he be so inexplicable to the ground servant as a sergeant. She also raised her head to look into the eyes of the samurai, a new knife wound on the man's face, still flushed, but also brought more new bad news.

"An Liang, your uncle, blocked a shot for me in three months and didn't survive, and died."

After all, he is not of high origin, and he has indeed not learned how to be a samurai with a moral model after years of war. This man didn't have the slightest intention of concealing it, and his honest face was a little gloomy and self-deprecating,

"I was almost courted by the samurai of the Ito family, and in the end, this outfit is not as safe as the carcass I wore before!"

After all, in the Great War, the swagger of the flag samurai on the battlefield was indeed the target of everyone, and the ashigaru with the leather hat was of course safer than the samurai in terms of life, because Ashigaru's head was worthless.

And the head of the samurai who was killed by him and An Liang in partnership received a bounty of 400 Wen, that is, 400 Wen in Mo Yi's hand.

This is still met by a kind person, and Mo Yi also knows that a corporal like his uncle is dead when he dies, and the main family will only give compensation to samurai, and he has never heard of pension for peasants and soldiers.

Qiben put the money in Mo Yi's hand, and he didn't mean to get on the horse, and when he led the horse to go back through this mountain area first, he turned around and stopped Mo Yi who was about to go back to the house.

"I, Heishhiro (Fulfillment), said that in the future, the ashigaru of your village will be assembled by me, and your family will also produce a male in the end."

This is what it means to take care of, how could Hua Fang Moyi not know that she should take the position of the uncle who just died next. After all, she has been in the Yuan service since last year, and she is qualified to go out as an ashigaru, and Ashigaru is a 20-stone Yulu every year.

This man is indeed a kind man, in today's parlance, he is called not forgetting his roots.

After all, although Qimoto is more dangerous during the melee, no matter which battle it is, the most dead are only Ashigaru, and the boss will not easily draw his sword, and Qimoto will only enter the battle at the most dangerous time.

Hua Fang Moyi nodded, and she didn't know what it was like.

After all, she is not a person in the world, and although she is a little sad for her dead uncle in her heart, she also knows that there are many things in this world that cannot be avoided.

She didn't know whether she should be glad that she had the initiative to pack up the carcass left behind by her father, or because she was about to announce that she had really come to this troubled world and joined the battle flag of the Cross Wheel as an ashigaru.

It's just after noon, and the rest of the people in this village who are on the march are estimated to be coming back from the inner city of Shimazu in a few days, but they don't know how many families will cry and how happy they will be after the war this year.

She suddenly remembered her aunt who ran back to her mother's house to eat when the family was about to run out of food, and she didn't know what it felt like, after all, she also knew that her aunt should come back, and this news was no less than a nightmare of destruction for a woman.

Probably in this world, I will soon remarry. In fact, the only male in the Huafang family is really only her uncle's son, who can stay and take care of the two young sons after she goes out with the army.

This is a troubled time, but there is a reason for troubled times in troubled times, is it only by that ronin?

She thought about it in her heart, but she also knew very well that even if this adult who lived in her house for four years for nothing was not simple, this kind of down-and-out samurai should have no intention of becoming a leader, so he would live like a peasant.

Moreover, this kind of samurai who lost his master's family did not become a wild ambush (robber), but it also shows that he himself has a kind of stupid moral code that later generations will say.

In the later world, there will be no extremely loyal subordinates, nor will there be the kind of samurai who want to be on the throne by any means.

It's a strange world, a world where extreme defenders and extreme rebels coexist.

However, this was the real Sengoku period of Japan.