Nobunaga's Bastard

Yonglu In the autumn of nine years, Oda family minister Hideyoshi Kishita Fujiro built a castle in Minamata, making Ryuxing Saito, based in Inaya Mountain Castle, the same with a blade stuck to his throat. Hideyoshi Kishita Fujiro was appointed as the owner of Castle Mumata as it was. With that in mind, the three people of Nishi Minoto, Shoten Ando (Northern castle owner), Ryotomi Inaba (Sagane castle owner) and Naoto Ujimoto (Ogaki castle owner), follow the Oda family, and the battlefield at once leans toward the Oda family advantage.

In March, ten years after opening it, the Oda army, waiting for the snow to melt, heads north at once and hits Mino. There was no national crowd to side with Ryuxing Saito at the earliest, and Private Ozhang made his way directly to Inayama Castle and surrounded this. Dragon Hing Saito, who no longer had the power to resist, left Inariyama Castle instead of sparing his death and banished Mino's country. As a result, Nobunaga Oda becomes the Taishou of the two Ozhang Minoto countries. Civilians, including his father-in-law, Sadashi Murai, immediately headed to Mino to begin a local checkpoint. The martial officers also proceeded with soldiers along the border between Mino and other countries.

The countries where Mino borders are the seven countries that fly clockwise from the north: Shinano, Mikawa, Ozawa, Ise, Omi and Echimae. The three countries of Mitsugawa, Ozhang and Ise, bordering on the south side within them, have no worries in the realm of the forces of Oda. The worst enemy is the Takeda family, which rules Shinano in the east, but it is hard to believe that the Takeda family will attack them because they abandoned their next principals in the previous year and the whole house is crawling with them, and they have great enemies after Kitano and Echino. By my father lowering his words and sending a letter of greeting, Mino established a boundary with Oda and Shinano with Takeda. There is no one in the north who can say this is the general, and there has always been a strong sectarian force. Sometimes the national power of a country called Hida is only about 10% of Minoxi. It's not a fascinating land. It's a painful and itchy land to attack. My father went through Yoshino-sama's home, the Takuma family, and told me that the Oda family would never attack Hida's traditional sect. He served to improve the relationship by giving away quite a few artifacts. At the same time, hundreds of times more than the Oda family have told the Asakura family, who have traditionally been tormented by the sect, that they intend to prevent the growth of religious forces and move on to domestic rule.

These series of moves were to reveal Ishigao, based on the rule of Minoo Ozhang as the Oda family for both fame, and to know how many soldiers and how much national power lay in the Oda family. After entering into a non-war or alliance with each side, all that remains is the road to the west, that is, to Kyoto. Obviously, my father looked to the next battle. And in April of the same year, the Inaya Mountain Castle was renamed Gifu Castle, and the same castle was designated as its new home.

That, in the corner of Gifu Castle.

"Home Lady"

When I spoke to him, who had a good physique, a good width, and a strong jaw-dropping appearance, Seiya Shibata, the head of the Oda family, looked back slowly and, admitting my appearance, immediately knelt down.

"Your eldest son is out of time. I didn't know you would have a firstborn son, and what you called for was the ultimate in joy."

"Oh no, the head lady wouldn't be afraid that way"

"Nothing at all. Awkward people and others have just served the Oda family since time immemorial. Without foresight, in the great fool who wants to bow to his lord. For your oldest son, please call me Kwon Six, or even Chin Beard."

"No, no, no, no."

I shook my head sideways when I saw Seiya Shibata, who was so despicable of me.

"It was a long time ago that I bowed to my father. I will also be adopted by the Murai family and will eventually become a minister to my father and Odd Maru. So to speak, the awkward are in their peers. Please call me a bandage. Lord Kwon Six."

"I'm in awe. Master Bandage."

Six halls of the right to bow their heads deeply. Apparently he defied his father in the days when his father was called a liar and insulted, in charge of his brother's faith. But once I fought, I surrendered knowing my father wasn't just an idiot. I had served since my father's father, or grandfather's days from my point of view, and was held up as a powerful minister. Still, the story is that the fact that we were once hostile was a burden and we were not allowed to do martial arts as the main force in the barrel cramps and the Mino attack. For this reason, I've heard almost the whole story from my mother.

"And how can I help you with this sixth right? If you'll excuse me."

"No, no, there's nothing like that. I'm just going around saying hello. My father, who became the patron of the two countries of Noo Tai, gathered ministers."

His father, who had fallen the impenetrable Inari Mountain Castle and destroyed the Saito family, celebrated his victory and held a feast of celebration at the same castle. Lord Kwon Liu is once again made clear here that he is the lead elder and is told to fight on the front lines in the future. I finished my uniform at twilight last year prior to the attack on Inaya Mountain Castle and officially received the name of Shinjong. His status as an ancient castle owner was also recognized at this time. He was given the land of Minamata and its surroundings, which had also been built by the Great Saint of Simtian, to sit firmly on his seat as a heavy minister.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been able to speak to Lord Fujiyoro Kishita, do you know where he is, Lord Kwon Liu?

"Monkey, no, it's His Royal Highness Kishita. I'll be right with you, so forgive me."

Sooner said than later, Lord Kwon Liu rose up safely and left early enough.

"It seems more frightened than grumpy."

"Well, I guess so. Because they're actually scared."

"If you just talk badly and get disputed, then you're still banished if you lose your leg, if you lose badly."

Two voices are returned to my whining, clear as a bell, and then pierced sharply.

"This is my aunt."

Beautiful sisters who are smooth, tall and fish-eyed for women. When I was a year old, my sister was certainly twenty years older by the count. My sister is better nineteen. Born from the same parents, two like twins. His name is City and Dog. The distant sisters of my father Nobunaga's year.

"Bandage. How many times do I have to tell you that neither me nor your dog is the kind of age they call Oba?

"So I'm not using it with my aunt as an old man, either, but with my aunt about you two, my father's sister as a matter of fact."

"Shut up."

"Whatever you think of the knife, I don't want to be called Oba."

I'm pissed off by the two of you, and I bow my head excuse me. Two beauties appear to contend for one or two of the houses, and the ministers around them will think the place is gorgeous, but as far as I'm concerned, I feel tangled up in a thorny rose.

"By the way, bandage, what were you talking about with your chin beard?

"Oh, I heard there was a temple in Symtien, so I thought I'd hit it with Beecher."

"No, you can't. I won't let that happen."

Attempting to answer the city sister's question, she was denied by the dog sister before she finished answering. That's right, the city sister nods and punches the fan. At the same time, the dog sister sent some instructions with her gaze to the ladies accompanying her. I'm still used to people.

"Joy, bandage. Our sweet sister has prepared Bamboo Jane for her lovely nephew."

"Look at the bandage. That would be three thousand bundles of four hundred cross stuffed bamboo janes. A million and a half words in total."

Ooh, the twist sprang from the perimeter. I'm small, you're serious. I squeal with these guys. A mountain of bamboo jane is built in the garden. It doesn't seem to collapse because it's carefully overlaid, but it's very powerful.

"Bamboo Jane 3000, when did you get this stuff?

He attacked Minochi. There was no shortage of food or food or deterioration of security because it was a victory, but people lacked it. It was a victory, but therefore the battle took place in another country, because it was necessary to rule the territory acquired immediately. And bamboo jane making is laborious. Cut down the well-grown bamboo and cut it from the inside of the elbow to about the length of the wrist. Furthermore, it is divided vertically into eight equal parts, and then scraped with a knife or the like to eliminate the rounding of the bamboo. The inside of the bamboo is white, so if you run the brush, you can use it as a replacement for paper. But that's only one line of manuscript paper yet, so I split it it equally, cut it and put the string through flattened bamboo. By doing so, it usually delivers it round like a scroll, and when reading it, it becomes a book that is spread out and read. That's Bamboo Jane. Even if I just explained it this way, you'll know it's not easy to make.

"Don't worry. I only went for girls and kids. I tied the strings too, and the dog shredded the bamboo."

"The Forest kids were working particularly hard. When I asked him if he couldn't do it yet, he was willing to do bamboo splitting and bamboo hauling, and he was adorable."

"What are you doing to the children of the High Minister?"

Lord Mori Kasei Mori is a trusted warlord from his father, and he is a fierce warlord like Kwon Liu. My oldest son, Koron, you're two years older than me, but everyone else was younger, about three sisters and four younger brothers. Your Imperial Highness was still pregnant. Would I have been born yet?

"Everyone would be happy to help me if I told them it was a gift for Naoko or a knife."

"You're admired, you make me jealous, with a knife."

"No, everyone just wants to read more"

When I said it, all the women on the spot pressed their mouths and laughed. Needless to say, I think I've said something.

"If you know what I mean, go ahead and write. You wouldn't have to worry about the manuscript as soon as possible, would you?

"If you want a replacement for Bamboo Jane, we'll take care of it. Quickly and quickly, write on."

Three thousand bundles of bamboo jane, a total of one hundred and twenty thousand characters, if asked if I had any reason to receive such a huge gift, I would be unwilling.

Following the bandage pseudonym, it was mentioned earlier that the permanent kanji two thousand characters were compiled. Looking at those letters, my mother suggested, 'Would you please write a brief reading to spread this letter'. It's not a reading, a biography, a war diary, or diary literature, it's about making a fully creative story like "The Bamboo Story" or "The Source Story".

I didn't have the ability to write stories, so I left it to my mother at first. My mother earned a lot of followers around the girls in the house by writing love tams that women seem to like, and also drawing illustrations of herself, etc. However, the story of a one-sided romance portrayed by my mother did not wield any appreciation from the boys, although it was only the girls who received it. Boys and I love bloody boiling stories all the time. All around me, all the time, I started wishing you would write me stories that those men preferred. The reason is, if Naoko's son had a knife, he could write it. That was the thing. It's annoying.

I like to read novels, but I've never had trouble trying to write them. Drawing a line into the story, the protagonist in distress quickly crusades his enemies. I don't think I can write such a story. And when I thought about it, I changed my mind. It does not require a high level of writing or composition. All you have to do is write a story about taking a man. Men are fools all the time. So let's write a stupid story. Having come to that idea, I decided to write a comedy tale of origins, featuring the fallen aristocrats, bald-headed grandfather Gen, commonly known as "The Head Glowing Gen", who lived in peacetime. Content is a fool's word. The story of a poor nobleman who hates it when she does it from a woman, commonly known as Grandpa Gen, tries to peek into her young daughter's bath, tries to deflect her meal bill, and ends up with a terrible eye. I rarely think about the content of my own story because I am writing based on the old failing Tan by the ministers of the Yan Right-Men Palace and the Great Sage of Simtian, or while I get drafts from my mother.

As I was aiming, all the stupid stories I wrote were cowardly with men. It seems that the story is not a tough one, but that those who have previously repelled (kihihi) books have also come to read about how interesting it was. Sending my father a finished manuscript for paper is ridiculous and very good. How about this one now? I also came back with a letter saying something like that. However, the fact that I didn't follow my aim was that I unexpectedly did a women's wuss as well. The same goes for the city and dog sisters who borrowed books from my father, who often follow me to write more and write more.

"Please have a conversation that both women should have just after and before their dowry. Especially the city sister."

"Yes, I will be going to my wife soon, so I need to write and take it to Omi at the time of the rice cutting. Kyou is close. You know, maybe if you had one of those interesting books, you could lend me some of the more interesting books from the public folks, right?

"I didn't expect the public folks to read the main character's book."

"You don't know that. You should have more than one hand tag. I want to read interesting books every day while eating fish from Naokai (Lake Biwako)."

"Aren't you willing to try your best to enjoy Omi"

"My sister and I can't decide for ourselves, so let me do that, okay?

"I don't think you two are pathetic."

"What about the truth?

The city sister accidentally made a serious noise as she continued to skirmish, thinking that the two-on-one exchange was bad minutes.

"Naoko told me that the source story won't be a million words, including kanji. That's why I prepared a manuscript for a million and a half words. It shouldn't be hard to write because I created it all in a four-hundred-the-class bandage standard. If I were to read Take-Jane's book in Omi, it would be good publicity for the people in the Asai family. Perhaps the Miyanaka and Echimae Asakura families will also pay attention to the bandage standard Take-Jane. If you spread your name as a product, you'll be able to sell it for a good price."

"Mmm."

Roaring Me. My father, who had made the Mino attack his primary goal for the time being, dogged and stabilized his feet by the powerful Shinto Sage, who is responsible for the western part of the Taizhang South Chita Peninsula. And this year, the Oda family's strategic goal shifted from Mino to Heaven. In order to do this, we must proceed to the capital. So now it became a carriage of kinship with people with power on the road to Kyoto. The person with the arrow of the white feathers is Nagataku Asai of Omi.

Three years after the Battle of Naruto took place, Changzheng Asai also defeated the Hexagon army, which doubled its allies in a battle known as the Battle of Noda. His Majesty was only slightly fifteen years old at this time. It was a victory by forcing his own father into hiding and commanding more than 10,000 large armies, not even in the first line.

The Oda family and the Asai family, who then continue to fast-forward, have a friendly relationship, and this marriage will make my father and Lord Nagataka's brother-in-law's relationship. The same goes for my dog sister, but if the city sister kept her mouth shut, she would have been very happy with them because she was a big beauty.

"Times go by. A knife. No one knows when a good opportunity like this will come again."

The city sister comes in tatami. What you are saying is certainly correct.

"Well, I don't know how much you'll write, but your father tells me to protect Ancient Castle. You won't be busy jumping anywhere for a while. I'll make some time to write up the amount of time I've put together."

When I replied colorfully, the city sister grinned and laughed as the flowers blossomed. Dogs and sisters who wanted to see how they were doing on the side can also be hugged at the same time from both of them together.

I'm looking forward to it.

"Me too."

"But anyway, if you're not talking about what you want, you're gonna tell me to rewrite it, right?

"Well, yes. I don't want to read boring stories."

And, just finishing up that conversation, the Lord Kwon Liu finally brought me the Great Sage of Simultaneous Heaven, but when the city and dog sisters glanced in line, they both lay down more, unable to say anything.

"I'll borrow your chin beard, bald rat, and knife."

"Tell your brother the knife won't be back for a while."

This world belongs to us. I was taken to the back room by the two of them, who just showed me how young I was.

In the end, I was told all the drafts and future stories I was thinking about about 'Grandpa Gen' stories by the time I went to bed, I was forced to write down the cluttered crude lines about the stories that Sister City and Sister Dog had thought about, I was made to promise to write them all up by the fall, and I was forced to finalize a fine deadline.

The next day to the ten days, I played with the strange marbles and ministers and was amazing. He taught letters to his sisters, the Mori family, the Jia family, the Great Sage of Simtian, etc., and gave him the kanji table of the still small number of bamboo janes, and they all rejoiced. The fool's teapot hated it. In the Kakoko and tree climbing, this time it was also completely sealed to the benefit of the Hiko Right-Men Palace, Takigawa River, and in the harvesting of small fish and persimmon fruit, nothing exited to the right of the Great Sage of Simultaneous Heaven. I taught my younger brothers the Nanban dance my mother taught me. With a dance called Rat Car, turn your body slowly in order from the person in front of you in a vertical row. It doesn't mean it spins, it spins like it's a round with its head, with its front facing. When the four of us do that, from the front, the four faces look glued around. It was very good that the four men and brothers could do this and make Princess Virtue laugh. On the day we returned, we spared our farewell, and we all took on the princess of virtue. Kaihachi wrote to me. It always said thank you. What a jerk. Teapot liked the dance I taught him, danced many times alone, turned his eyes crazy, and threw up a guero. What an idiot. You're so cute. Now let me teach you a more stupid dance. I have to practice too.