Reincarnation Life to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with the Adversity of the Successor of Tai Chi (formerly known as: The Dream of Tai Chi - Reincarnation War to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with Adversity)

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That was not long before Daoton Yasui visited Soufan Tsuda's mansion.

Sensing the winter footsteps nearby, Souyoshi Ishida had a troubled look on his face and looked out at the sky.

A long-serving senior parent approached him there with a big crotch and shouted out loud as his big body deserved.

"Hey! This is Lord Zongyong! You looked not floating like that, how did it go!?

Soo-yong turned his face back to the serene look of the usual, to his grandparents. In this time of year when the full cold is coming soon, the thriving parents are naked their upper body and showing a rough body.

Apparently the rumors that he was moving his hands and feet by taking the lead in the popularity of the school and temple house himself are true, Zongying was impressed when he saw the sweat coming out of his body and the dirt on his face. And I answered his query in a slightly cloudy tone.

"No... I'm a little worried about Hideyoshi Osaka Castle..."

"But are there many outstanding people in Osaka Castle?

Don't you need to worry about anything like that?

And, the mortal parents grovel at Soo-yong with a slender face. But Soo-yong, with a small sigh,

"Financial and fiscal stagnation… maybe this was one of the aims of the inner government…"

And I answered quietly. However, the gentle tone was backward, and his eyes bore something like a flaming twinkle, so much so that there were nearby thriving parents.

Senpai felt the atmosphere of an inhospitable Zongyong,

"Now, if you'll excuse me because it has to be cleaned up."

And he left the scene behind.

When Zong Yong is alone again, he is filled with wonder.

Before the battle of Sekigahara, even though Sosei, when he named himself Sansei Ishida, was ordered to reside in Jia Kang, faces such as Changsheng Masuda and Masaki Nagata remained in Osaka Castle as a service, partitioning its finances and affairs. But they left Osaka Castle after that war, and the Long Bundle Masaya and others were slaughtered.

In other words, whoever knew the kitchen circumstances of Osaka Castle was eliminated from the castle.

There is barely anything like managing the property to the Tokugawa family, but there is no owner of the instrumental capacity to make effective use of its vast assets to tie it to the Toyotomi family or to politics that can serve the heavens.

As it is, the hand-held excellence must be divided between its assets and its time for the repair of the temple Buddha's Palace, which appears to be good for Tokugawa Jiayang and probably doesn't affect a large number of people.

Soo-yong was concerned as such.

In historical fact, exactly as the concern was, the Toyotomi devoured their time and assets in mischief, but Soyo was searching for help to put a stop to the matter.

But Hideyoshi Toyotomi, who is the master, will not have the ability to divide the household between him because he is still a child, even though he has that special knowledge of "knowing the future".

And Zongying himself, who is proud that it is possible, has never left this town of Kyo, and Tokugawa is under strict surveillance, and he can't talk about politics frequently.

It was also an unacceptable situation for Toyotomi to stagnate as Jiayang gradually began to create a new world mechanism and proceeded with the development of his own home, Edo.

"If only someone could at least partition the finances..."

That was the true meaning of Zong Ying.

If we know the circumstances of the cashier of the Toyotomi, whose rights to the heavenly territories and the harbor and Mount Gold and Silver have been curtailed, we will see a financial flow that can be turned to politics and the military every now and then. Within that range, if the Toyotomi can do the best they can, or they may find the possibility to confront the Tokugawa family...

That's what I was thinking.

But given the magnitude of Osaka Castle's collection, it would be difficult to do so without a fairly financially savvy person… now, before Sekigahara's first war, the financially savvy servants were all sweating through its management. It was impossible to assume the role of a person in the final line, and I thought that it could not be accomplished without more than one superior person.

But what about reality...

Now that the battle has settled, those who have excelled in government and finance will, for the most part, be embraced by some great name and desperate for the development of new territories.

In other words, it did not seem to Soo-yong that among the inmates flooded with the world, there would be enough soon to be found to entrust Osaka Castle's finances.

Zong Yong slowly walks through the school grounds, haunting his head.

That was the time.

"Dear Zong Yong! Come here!!

And one of them, who was in the popularity of the school, called him out in solidarity.

"Hmm... how are you?

And when he saw that several men were gathered together in one place, and they all looked troubled and twisted their heads.

"We don't have the right amount of wood… we've all started the Abacus…"

And, because the man saith, Zong Yong stared at the timber beside him, and took the teller book, which recorded the purchase of the timber.

And when I did the calculation in my head without starting the Abacus, I discovered that there was an error in that teller book.

"Apparently, this place has been wrongly recorded."

and quickly put a brush in that teller book.

The men staring round their eyes at its vivid appearance,

"Ooh!! That's Soo-yong under the sky!!

And he praised him by the mouth.

And one of them, leaking a sigh,

"Ha... I hope we have a good Abacus master too..."

and stupidly snapped.

Soo-yong inquired with a hard face at the words.

"My lords... if you had a good Abacus master, would you like to learn arithmetic?

Then the men smiled,

"Well, we also want to be useful to Zongyang, so we want to start even with one of the Abacus so that we don't have to hold back like this."

"Right. If I could always do the same thing as the merchants who started the Abacus, I wouldn't let them fool me."

"Ha! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Ha! Sure! Even when I was in Tosa, I learned the words and the Abacus from my parents, but the only thing I remember was how to take sumo wrestles! Ha ha!

And he said to me,

At this time, there was a proposal floating around for Soo-yong...

- Well... if you're not in the world, why don't you make someone out of that world here...

If at least the extent of additions and subtractions can begin accurately and quickly in the Abacus, it will be possible to entrust minimal financial resources.

Of course, it takes a huge amount of books to figure out the whole collection, and it's difficult to raise a person to bind and manage it in a short period of time.

Only that part is the same fact that we have to somehow procure people. But those who become its aides and make books don't have to be samurai good at arithmetic from the beginning.

And the temple master who teaches it doesn't have to be a samurai...

No, if you were not a samurai, but a master of that path, would a more competent person grow faster...

That is how Soo-yong remembered.

"Well said, my lords! Thanks!"

And, Zong Ying bows deeply. The appearance was polite enough for the men to rush to raise their heads to him "terribly".

Then, leaving the scene immediately, he hurried to his room to fill a single book.

- Someone with arithmetic as his business, and yet entrusted with the books of Osaka Castle... to the best of the Awkward Monk's knowledge, only that man!

And he had a pen running in his head about one man.

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Celebrating 5 Years (1600) Twilight -

Sofan Tsuda watched the snow shining in his room as he warmed up in a fire bowl as usual.

"It's going to be cold tonight..."

Only thoughts that come that way make up the majority of the inside of the chest. But there's something about a man in that corner that won't catch on and try to leave.

It should have been, already with the end of his life as a merchant, an utter emotion, an enthusiasm and a dream. Still, it remained in his chest.

- It's just left as a wound...

And he has told me that it is a deep heart wound slashed and abandoned both by himself as a merchant and as a tea man. But I can't help but notice the scratches lately.

Because…

"Dear Zongfan... I can still see Zongyang on your doorstep today"

And the man… or Souyoshi Ishida, had asked him to see him again and again.

"Please go home because your body is not good today."

"Yes, sir."

And the naivety he brought from Sakami vanished toward the front door.

………

……

Zongfan staring out on his own again.

It was not more than a month ago that I received a letter from Souyong for a medical examination of the "Financial Service of the Temple House Master and Osaka Castle". Since then, Zongying has repeatedly visited Zongfan's mansion and asked to see him.

But Zongfan wasn't going to meet with him.

Because he is already a "dead" person, and he is not willing to go out into this menopause.

But on the other hand, there is no sense of gratitude or hatred toward Zong Ying at all. Zongfan has never regretted having "dreamed" with Zongyang, and it was a glorious memory.

He was afraid that it would become dirty because he would meet with Soo-yong for another reason that kept Soo-yong away.

To him like that, after a while, earlier politeness came back to the room.

Due to considerable time, Zong Yong would have eaten down its naivety for a long time in the cold sky.

And was that naive equally compatible with Zongyong outside, reddening his hands? I had something in my hand that seemed important.

"Come here and warm up. You mustn't break your body. Because the Lord is the only one who depends on this life."

"Thank you. Sir... No, Master Hideaway"

And, when politeness came to the front of the fire bowl, saying it back in discipline, he offered Zongfan the wrap he had.

"What's this?

"Yes, Soo-yong must be concerned about your hiding body..."

"Hmm..."

and Zongfan slowly opens the package.

"Is this... Kajikami... this is another splendid thing..."

and Zongfan took that big chunk in his hand.

"Beginning" was called "ginger" in future generations. It is a biologic medicine that has long been thought to warm and detoxify the body.

"Anything. When I came here the other day, I heard that your hideout was ill, and Soo-yong harvested this one himself."

"Right..."

Its soprano sigh at the end, silence reigns in the room again.

The naive boy, after a while, said to Zongfan, as he remembered something.

"Yes, Zongyong said.

"You wear flowers, too," he said...

In the first place, because you've seen the scissor tree itself, even if you said so, you didn't really feel one thing right now. "

"Flowers on the scalp... or..."

"Yes, they rarely seem to see anything, and after a long time, they don't blossom"

"Hmm..."

"So they call it the phantom flower, which can only be seen by those who watered, cut branches and carefully cultivated, without mourning that the flowers will not bloom, without giving up...

There's something I'd like to see in front of you once. "

When the boy so naive spoke, silence drifted around again.

After a while, naiveté takes a seat to support the evening, and Zongfan becomes alone in the room again.

The story of "Hajikami Flowers", which Soo-yong politely said...

The sensitivity of Zongfan is not so dull as to be unaware of its meaning.

Even if the flowers don't bloom immediately, one day it will always bear fruit to defend the tree in the face of all misery...

That must mean something.

At this time, the presence of Zongyang was beginning to grow in Zongfan's chest.

But that's never a good emotion.

- What now... no matter how Lord Ishida appreciates it, there will be no more change under Tokugawa's heavens...

- At the end of the day, aren't you just trying to push the impossible ahead instead of yourself being deprived of your liberty...

- Don't even know how this one feels... there's more to it than that!

The emotions change from irritability to anger as you look at them.

Behind the outside air, which has finally grown colder as dusk approaches, inside Zongfan's heart is engulfed by unspeakable flames of anger.

And...

"Dear Hideaway!?

"I'm gonna go out for a minute"

And Zongfan weaved only one feather to snow the cold, and went out to run.

The destination is obvious - where there was that convolutionary number that I went through many times.

That place where we talked together over and over, angry together, and laughed...

The windy Kyo sky relentlessly sprays cold snow on Zongfan's cheeks.

But he felt neither cold nor cold.

Feet moving forward naturally increases the speed of its rotation and white breath is thrown out of the mouth at creepy intervals.

If you look at your feet, one footprint…

Turns out that gradually turns into something new.

Seeing it, his heart rattled.

It's a rush, or...

"Hey! Wait!!

When Zongfan spoke loudly on its back, he prepared his breath for the next word.

But before he gets the word out of his mouth, the man looks back quietly.

It's a soft look like spring.

When the man took his own casket, he gently covered it on Zongfan's head.

"If you wear a casket, you'll break your body."

The moment I saw that gentle smile...

The anger that was swirling in Zongfan vanished beautifully.

But...

The flames are not out yet.

He seemed to have heat all over his body, as he did after drinking water filled with grated "hikimi".

But even Zongfan had no idea what it was, and he was losing his word.

Zong Ying to that appearance,

"The Awkward Monk's room is right there. It'll be cold outside for a while, so don't keep warm."

And I bowed my head small.

Zongfan also nodded small, Zongying grinned and started walking with his back to him again.

As of this point, Zongfan was aware of his feelings.

- Oh... are you going to be captivated by this man's 'dream' again in front...

Snow is cold. But the head under the kasas is warm.

In its warmth, Zongfan,

- But... does the kamikami flower really bloom... now is the time to show it...

and stared at its back, walking pale, inquiring in his heart.

Then…

To answer that, when the snow stopped perfectly, the pale light of the winter sunset, from where the clouds were thinning at some point, illuminated them and created a long shadow.

Soo-yong looks back slowly.

"If you change your mind, the sky will change… what Awkward Monk lost in the battle ahead is what you learned"

However, Soo-yong's expression is a shadow, as the posterior light imparts, but there was certainly a gentle, strong smile there that Soo-fan did not know.

Zongfan heard, half-closed his eyes to the glare.

"How will it change?

Zong Ying, who placed a breath on the inquiry, replied slowly to bite it off.

"It... depends on your heart...

It can also be a storm of hatred, or rain that will make you mourn.

It can be frozen snow in loneliness, or in the midsummer sun burning in passion... "

"How about the sky of Lord Soo-yong?

Sou Yong shook his head quietly as he nagged.

"Now... I just finished my fall sunset, a long winter night..."

To that unexpected answer, Zongfan opened his eyes, forgetting the cold and the glare.

Then Zong Ying looked up and said, staring at Zong Fan.

"But it is at an important time, waiting for the spring of this world.

When it became one of the stars that lit up that night, I made up my mind. "

I feel strength in that tone. I feel the heat in those eyes.

Again the word was taken from the mouth of Zongfan.

"Lord Zongfan... even in the cold and dark winter nights, can you shine together as a star that will serve as a sign so that young Hideyoshi can proceed to the spring morning sun without getting lost?"

Zongfan was overwhelmed by Zongyang and could not nod or shake his neck beside him.

- Is losing a battle going to change people so much...

I admired him so much, and embarrassed myself that he had spent his days like he had died without changing anything.

Soo-yong started moving forward again as he swung again.

And just turn around a little bit,

"Excuse me. It will be cold outside, so we'll ask you back in the room."

And he told Zongfan peacefully.

But I was no longer lost in Zongfan.

He has already made up his mind.

- Kajikami flowers... let them bloom in front of you!

… and.

When the merchant of Sakai decides on something, it is only the "can you make money" criterion in this day and age...

After all, Zongfan Tsuda was not suitable for merchants.

Because he...

Because it was a chunk of a man's friendship and passion in pursuit of his dreams.