In the middle of April of the second year of Yonglu, the weather was very gloomy, and at noon, it was as dark as night.

Ashigaru, who was stationed outside the courtyard of the shosho, sat in the corridor in front of Nagao, and looked up. The clouds were thick and heavy, as if they had frozen, and the wind could not blow, which made people feel depressed. The fine rain was blown by the strong wind, splashing down the eaves and making a noisy sound.

As if to confirm the prediction of the national secretary Yuangang at the assessment meeting at the beginning of the month, this light rain has been two or three days long, and there is no sign of stopping, and the rain on the ground has not reached the surface of his feet.

The lake in the courtyard was overflowing, and hundreds of farmers had gathered in the paddy fields of the nearby plains, and they were hurrying to dredge the ditches under the command of the deputy officer of the insurance department.

This is the former site of the Ichinomiya Shosho on the south side of Shirakuhara, and although it was damaged by the war, the main buildings of the Sekisho are largely intact. This time, he also levied the general labor of the nearby villages, which was specially repaired to entertain the officials and wealthy families sent from various monasteries in the south of the county. Compared with the cottages not far away, the environment in the village is quite good, but there are still people complaining about dissatisfaction.

But if they were allowed to go to the Zhongquan Pavilion, where they could really live comfortably, no one would dare to go there, as if they were in a sinister situation like Spider's Nest City.

Suzuki Shigetsu rode on a horse draped in a hat, and walked on the muddy dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, followed by a group of monks and soldiers under the Lotus Sect to serve as a retinue of the guards. He noticed that many of the people in the group around him were looking at him with contempt, and from time to time there were whispers, and mocking words drifted into his ears with the cold wind.

Most of them are words that slander the Dharma of the Lotus Sect, dare to be so unscrupulous, slander the Buddha in front of the officials and monks, naturally they will not be secular people, from which ones are wearing white lotus purifying dust robes, and they are also dressed with naginatas in their hands, and they don't need to ask to know that they are monks under the Pure Land True Sect.

It is true that the Pure Land Shinshu family in Mikawa is dominant, but there are also monasteries such as the Tendai sect, the Hokke sect, and the Shingon sect, especially the Nichiren disciples, who are also known for their martial arts and strong appeals, and have firmly occupied Atsumi-gun, and extended the monastery to the nearby Hachina-gun and Hohan-gun.

This kind of disrespectful remark caused great dissatisfaction among the monks and soldiers of the Lotus Sect, and one of the monks, who was wearing Nichiren pattern carcass pills, pulled out the ring knife from his waist with a bang, clenched it tightly in his hand, and scolded angrily, "What! Do the vultures of the Sect still want to fight again? ”

Last year, four or five monasteries of the Lotus Sect in eight counties were destroyed, and many monks of the Lotus Sect were burned alive by the rioters.

Even after the Yuanjiang army retreated, the two sides have never stopped, just the day before receiving the summons of the high master, just a battle in Toyokawa Township, this time it is obvious that the Buddhism of the Nichiren sect will be more profound, one after another to win four samurai and more than a dozen monks under the Zenxiu Temple, and return with a great victory.

The relationship between the two sides was already bad, since the monks of the Lotus Sect took the lead in openly provoking, and the dozens of monks and soldiers on the side of the Pure Land True Sect did not want to fall behind, so they immediately raised their naginata knives to confront each other, opened their mouths to scold them, and only waited for the officials on both sides to give an order, and they were about to fight on the road.

Suzuki Shigetsu and the opposite Yada Shunchao can be sent to be responsible for finding out the news, obviously not a person who is willful, Yada Shunchao waved his hand to reprimand his monks and soldiers down, and then turned his head and asked with a smile, "I never thought that your temple would send Saburo Fang officials to take charge of this matter." ”

Suzuki re-ordered the horse to stop, helped down the hat he was wearing, and replied, "Pursuing the decree of the mountain lord means that you have to come even after hard work, but your temple sent Yada Bo official to come, but it taught me to be surprised." ”

"Alas... Who said it wasn't that..."Yada Shunchao is the brother of Yada Sakujuro.,After the clan brother was arrested by the new prosecutor.,He temporarily took over the position of the fang official.,This time it was sent by Zenshu Temple to be responsible for meeting with Shantan.。

Yada Shunchao's personality can be said to be quite easy-going compared to the moody clan brother Yada Sakujuro, and he has never heard this ridicule.

Urging Kisoma under his crotch to lean forward, he walked side by side with Suzuki Shigetsu, and said in a low voice, "Saburo Fangguan, why bother? The Matsudaira clan took refuge in that Yuanjiang child and was sealed with a height of 100 stones, but after all, our Fang officials are different from ordinary wealthy families, do we really want to succumb to that 'evil official' like this? I don't know what conditions are allowed to your temple, I heard that 300 stone soldiers were also sacrificed? ”

The Fahua Sect is in the Motoyama Yunfa Temple in the Three Rivers Kingdom, and the temple leader under his name Wanxing is mostly in Atsumi County, not Baming County, and there is not much conflict with Gao Shisheng in essence, and there is even a slight possibility of an alliance.

After receiving the summons, after discussing in the temple, it was believed that the Zhongquan Pavilion wanted nothing more than to ask for some money and food, whether it was to operate the inspection hall, or simply take the opportunity to seek personal gain, just give it to him, and the left and right are just some floating wealth, and the temple can still afford it.

Suzuki Shigeji glanced at the other party, but did not answer, and threw the reins directly behind Yanda Shunchao, leading the monks to escort the grain cart forward, leaving the Pure Land Shinshu and his party behind.

"Alas! ......" came a shout from behind him, "Suzukibo official ......"

After walking along the muddy dirt path for about half a moment, I walked around a forest and arrived at a palace. The scale of the village is not large, but the construction is quite neat.

There are three longhouses on each side of the front yard in the front yard, which are used to house the wealthy families who have been ordered to come to pay respects, but they are basically empty, only the longhouse on the left side seems to have many people living temporarily, and the other empty houses have become a place for ashigaru people to rest and shelter from the rain.

There was silence in the village, and the troops stationed there were resting, busy lighting fires and preparing lunch, and even Ashigaru, who was guarding the door, was lazy and lazy when he saw someone coming in.

No one was going to come forward to interrogate, the monks and soldiers had come and gone many times these days, but they were very familiar with each other, and they consciously stayed in the longhouse in the front yard, and followed the ashigaru to bake the fire and avoid the rain.

Suzuki Shigetsu was alone, entered the backyard, the clogs clattered on the smooth stone path, and the two samurai were kneeling outside the assessment room on duty, seeing that the official of the Yunfa Temple came again today, he beckoned the maidservant next to him to come forward, and untied the hat for Suzuki Chongding, and then respectfully invited him to enter.

Entering the house, the two samurai outside the door turned back to the paper door to cover the door, and put down the curtain to block the wind again, so as not to blow in the cold wind, in fact, this did not have much effect, compared to the sharp drop of spring cold, this roughly repaired long house, still seems too thin.

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