According to Kansuke Yamamoto, he has seen the snow of Mutsu, the fire of Sakurajima, the samurai of Kanto, and the pirates of Kansai in the past ten years.

His one-eyed and lame leg was when he was on a study tour, he was injured by an avalanche, the disability of his fingers and the knife wounds on his body were all from the marks left by those joint battles, but it was a pity that those wealthy daimyo didn't look down on the ugly Yamamoto Kansuke, and they didn't believe that he would have any great talent, whether it was a dedication strategy or an invitation to build a castle, they were rejected without exception, and Yamamoto Kansuke's road to an official was very bumpy.

According to Kira Manmatsumaru's opinion, with his experience, he can write a book and become a generation of cultural celebrities, but it's a pity that Kansuke Yamamoto himself is not here and doesn't have so many flowery rhetoric to pile up articles, and only those ministers who are idle all day long will do this kind of thing.

No matter what school of swordsmanship, from the beginning of the foundation to lay the foundation, you have to use a wooden sword to chop trees or stakes, as the governor of the Kira family is also a personal disciple of Yamamoto Kansuke, Kira Manmatsumaru's cultivation weight is much heavier than those sparring small surnames, carrying the heavy wooden sword every time he chops will make his sweat run down his forehead, looking up at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, he vented angrily: "Swing the knife and chop a thousand times a day, it's still such a heavy wooden sword!" Look at the dead chicken, you are child abuse! That's right! Where did this guy go? ”

"Who saw the master?" Kira Manmatsumu shouted out at a loud voice to make everyone stop, this group of people close to each other looked at each other without making a sound, Kira Manmatsumu waved his hand to let everyone disperse to the side to rest, and he walked to the porch and lay down very imagelessly, there was already a clever little surname who came over with a wooden barrel, which contained cold well water, picked up a linen towel and dipped it in the well water to cover his forehead, and the cold feeling removed the heat.

"Why is it so hot in the summer of this era? I'm dizzy when it's hot! The maid who came in small steps knelt down with the tea, pushed the teacup to Kira Manmatsumaru's side, and said softly, "Your Highness! Ah Ju has prepared a chrysanthemum tea for you to clear heat and anneal, which Ah Ju collected early morning dew to cook for His Royal Highness! Hurry up and drink it! ”

"Ah, Ah Ju! I don't see a break from being busy every day, so let's sit for a while! Kira Manmatsumu threw the hemp towel on his forehead into the wooden barrel, picked up the chrysanthemum tea and drank it like a cow's drink, then wiped his mouth and said, "It's so delicious, Aju will prepare more for me in the future!" Collect the dew or something, and let the maid do it! Don't try yourself too hard! ”

"Aju is not hard! As long as His Royal Highness can grow up happily, Ah Ju will be satisfied! "Ah Ju is the maid of his deceased mother, Mrs. Zhongyuan, and she is also from the noble family of the Kyoto Princess, but she is from the Atago family, a branch of the Middle Court family, so she was sent to follow his mother to marry into the Kira family.

"Your Highness! If you have time, go back to Kyoto! Ah Ju waited for his big eyes to look at him expectantly, and looked at him a little embarrassed, before he said ambiguously: "Go to Kyoto!" It's too far! And I don't know anyone! ”

"How can you say that there is no one you know! Kyoto has your uncle! Her Royal Highness the princess still remembered Kyoto before she died, and the princess hopes that you can return to her hometown where she grew up, so Aju please go to Kyoto! Ah Ju bowed and went down, which caught Kira Manmatsumu off guard, and he hurriedly comforted: "Ah Ju, you get up first!" You are the same clan as my mother, and you are also my relative, if it weren't for my father's poor health, I would have taken you as a concubine! ”

"Your Highness, don't talk nonsense about these strange things! The first generation of Yiyao Gong and Her Royal Highness the princess were in harmony with each other, and they never had the idea of accepting Aju, and Aju was satisfied as long as she could watch His Highness's happy growth. Ah Ju's red face changed the topic awkwardly, as if she remembered that it was not appropriate here, so she leaned over lightly and said, "In short, Her Royal Highness the princess's wishes are entrusted to Her Royal Highness!" Ah Ju retired first! ”

"Oh, oh, oh" Ah Ju, who took a small broken step, even forgot to clean up the tea tray, so she ran away like a smoke, leaving Kira Manmatsu Maru in a daze that seemed to understand whether she understood or not: "Is this sister swollen?" In other words, he is only a few years older than me, and his figure is quite impressive, and even Wu Fu can't hide the curves! Wrong! Am I also thinking about spring? ”

Kira Manmatsumaru's father is the seventh generation governor of the Kira family, Yoshiyao Kira, and there are two half-brothers in front of him, the eighth generation of the governor is also his eldest brother Yoshigo Kira died in the war with the Imagawa family in the eighth year of astronomy, and the second brother Yoshiyasu Kira was succeeded to the Tojo Kira family, which has been hostile, not long after he was born, as the heir to the family governor.

The mother of these two brothers was born by the former Madame Goto, Mrs. Goto died of grief and illness because of the death of her eldest son in battle, and the mother of Kira Manmatsu Maru was Yoshiyao Kira after the death of his eldest son in battle, reinstated as the governor of the family and welcomed from the middle court family of the Kyoto princess family, perhaps his mother was not used to life in the countryside of Mikawa, or it may be that he missed his hometown Kyoto excessively, in short, this middle court lady has been lingering on the sickbed since giving birth to Kira Manmatsumu in the tenth year of astronomy.

After drinking tea, you have to continue to practice, this kind of cultivation has to be split with a sword without any tricks, this kind of mechanical and boring practice method is the same in ancient and modern China and foreign countries, in fact, it is a kind of training subconscious or called practice makes perfect, so practice for a long time to remember the feeling of chopping in the mind, penetrate into the subconscious, and then encounter the enemy can subconsciously split out, and then you will find that the enemy is chopped to death by you.

In Yamamoto Kansuke's statement, practicing the art of chopping to that extent means that the strength has been initially trained, in addition to continuing to strengthen, you can further learn more advanced swordsmanship skills and complex psychological tactics, and finally the ultimate secret of the art of war, the use of momentum and the cultivation of the secret skills of the sect, in short, practicing the sword is a very troublesome thing, Kira Manmatsu Maru practiced for five years before he figured out the general appearance of the art of war.

After practicing for another half an hour, until the sun was in the west, Zenjiro ran over from the tiger's mouth connecting Nimaru out of breath and shouted, "Lord Pavilion! Yamamoto Hall is back! And bring a bunch of fresh faces! ”

"Oh! Raw faces? Looking down from Honmaru, Yamamoto Kansuke, who was wearing a linen robe, was limping and leading dozens of strangers, large and small, into Nimaru, it seemed that this group of people was not a wealthy family in the neighborhood, and no one knew what kind of medicine was sold in Yamamoto Kansuke's gourd.

Seeing Kansuke Yamamoto's figure, he beckoned, "Zenjiro! Hurry up and call the crowd to start cultivating! ”

"Yes!" Zenjiro immediately got up and walked over, shouting to the little ones, so that the originally chaotic team quickly divided into several teams, the older ones practiced in pairs, and the younger ones continued to practice basic chopping like Kira Manmatsumaru, and for a while the shouts of "clanging" of wooden swords colliding came and went.