The Matsuura clan was a feudal lord of the Hirado and Nagasaki dynasties, or daimyo as we call them, and controlled Japan's only foreign trade port. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNow that the Matsuura family has come to invite, it is naturally for the raw silk trade, and Ren Siqi knows this point.

In Japan, there is an incomparably huge demand for raw silk produced in the Ming Dynasty, in Japan's huge ruling class up to the feudal lord Daimyo to the low-level samurai, there is an incomparably fanatical pursuit of raw silk products, raw silk can not only be woven into silk and satin all kinds of clothing, it is also a strategic substance, the handle of the katana is generally wound with raw silk, silk underwear is based on a certain defensive performance, can prevent arrows from penetrating into the body, and is an indispensable defensive equipment for Japanese samurai.

The lord of the Matsuura family at this time was named Matsuura Don, who was the fifth lord of the Hirado clan. Although the Hirado clan was a small domain, it was exceptionally wealthy because it controlled Japan's only foreign port, as can be seen from the Matsuura family's castle.

This is a mansion with Han and Tang Dynasty styles, but because of its huge area and deep barriers, it is more like a castle.

After the carriage in which Ren Siqi was riding arrived, there was already a Japanese man in a long robe waiting in front of the door, claiming to be Tagawa Ichiro, a retainer of the feudal lord, and waiting for Ren Siqi on the order of the feudal lord.

Tagawa Ichiro did not smile, and led the way in front very seriously, Ren Siqi didn't want to say more, just observed the Japanese-style architecture by himself. In addition to the courtyard wall surrounded by a circle of bricks and stones, the houses and pavilions inside are more made of wood, with flying eaves corners, straight columns, round arches, and hollow doors and windows. The large proportion of wood products in construction may be due to the abundance of wood in Japan and the large number of earthquakes. In terms of architectural style, it is very close to the southern style of the Ming Dynasty, but it has its own uniqueness.

The servants and maids encountered along the way all retreated and bowed deeply to the leader Tagawa Ichiro, and some maids secretly looked at Ren Siqi, showing curiosity in their eyes, and when Ren Siqi looked back narrowly, he lowered his head with a glow on his face.

Under the guidance of Ichiro Tagawa, he came to the living room where the guests were received, opened the wooden sliding door to the side, and Ichiro Tagawa bowed down and invited Ren Siqi to enter.

At the signal of Tagawa Ichiro, he removed his shoes, and Ren Siqi stepped on the wooden floor and walked into the room, in the middle of the room, a middle-aged man in a kimono with a bun on his head was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"This is Matsuura-kun, the lord of the Hirado Domain, and this is the director of the Qiyun Trading House from the Ming Dynasty." Speaking in the half-baked official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, Tagawa Ichiro introduced both parties.

"Tian Chuan-kun has worked hard, you can go down, and I will personally entertain Siqi-jun below." Matsuura said to Ichiro Tagawa with a smile. Tagawa Ichiro bowed and walked backwards out of the room.

A Japanese maid dressed in full costume bent over and walked into the room, kneeling in the center of the living room, and began to make tea with skillful skills.

After kneeling on the desk, Ren Siqi felt very uncomfortable, after the Tang Dynasty, China has long abandoned this kneeling method, and generally used more comfortable chairs, but Japan has been quoting from the Tang Dynasty This kneeling ceremony has been maintained for thousands of years.

The Japanese maid in the middle is performing the Japanese tea ceremony hard, lighting a charcoal fire, rinsing the tea set, and pouring in the ground tea leaves, although it is just a general tea-making action, but she does it with standardized movements, and there is a dance-like rhythm, plus she is wearing a kimono with wide clothes and long sleeves, and the whole set of actions has the meaning of floating dust.

Ren Siqi didn't know much about the Japanese tea ceremony, so he had to observe carefully, watching the movements of Matsuura Dong, who had been silent all the time.

After making a green tea soup, the Japanese maid held it with both hands and handed it over to the top of her head, and sent it to the two of them one after another, Ren Siqi picked up the tea cup with both hands, and saluted from afar like Matsuura Dong, and slowly tasted the tea.

After a tedious Japanese ritual process, the Japanese maid exited the room and the two began to talk formally.

"Look at Si Qijun's dress, but is he a scholar of the Ming Dynasty?" Matsupu Dong asked in fluent Daming official dialect, he could see from Ren Siqi's demeanor just now that Ren Siqi was a well-educated person, not as vulgar as most Daming maritime merchants, so he asked this question.

"The lord of the Hui domain, he is a scholar below, and he has a reputation for showing off his talents." Ren Siqi is not arrogant or humble, although the man in front of him is said to be the lord of a country, he can occupy less than a county in Daming, and his pomp and honor guard is not as good as Daming's ordinary county order, in the face of such a person, Ren Siqi has no sincere fear at all.

"It turned out to be a showman, which is really disrespectful and disrespectful." Matsuura said in awe. Although Japan also has its own script, Chinese characters have always been its official language, and Japanese aristocrats are proud to be proficient in Sinology.

Although Ren Siqi is just a showman, he is also familiar with Confucian classics, and he is still easy to deal with a foreigner.

The enthusiastic Matsupu Dong immediately called someone to arrange a banquet, and he wanted to feast Ren Siqi.

One by one, dressed maids walked into the living room, plates of Japanese dishes were served, and they were placed on the low table in front of them, and a beautiful Japanese maid knelt in front of Ren Siqi, and served him wine with spring in her eyebrows.

Matsuura Dong clapped his hands, and a team of singers entered the room gracefully, with a faint dance, Ren Siqi used to walk on the horse stage, used to see the singer's performance, and was not interested in Japanese dance, not to mention that the dancing singer had heavy makeup on her face, and the white puff was like a ghost, so she paid attention to the Japanese maid next to her. Matsuura Dong watched the singing and dancing with relish.

The maid next to her was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was very delicate with pink faces, and what was even more rare was that her chest was bulging, and through the large collar open under her neck, you could see her white, tender and smooth skin.

"Ren, please have another drink." The maid held the wine cup in both hands and diligently persuaded the wine. Ren Siqi picked up the wine cup with one hand, but grabbed her delicate palm with the other hand and stroked it wantonly.

"What's your name?" Japanese sake is not high in alcohol and has a bland taste, but it can be quite drunk when you drink too much.

"My name is Apricot." Apricot didn't drink, but it seemed to be more drunk than Ren Siqi, and the whole person was almost stuck into Ren Siqi's arms, and the handsome man from Daming in front of her made her addicted.

Stroking the smooth skin of the woman in his arms, Ren Siqi only felt fluttery.

Matsupu Dong looked at Ren Siqi who was wandering and smiled slightly.