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Celebrating 12 years (1607) October -
Three months have passed since Tokugawa Jiayang moved to Sun Fu.
The seasons have shifted, and morning and evening, for example, have often become cold.
Still, compared to Kyoto, which has a large difference in warmth and cold, the climate of Tokai's Sunfu is mild.
"I'm glad my feet aren't cold," the castle samurai said, so much so that the joyful voice was also heard in Jiayang's ears.
But Jia Kang had a cold breeze that reflected the harshness of winter as early as possible, so as to sew a gap in his heart.
Long used to living in Kyo.
At first it was so uncomfortable that I couldn't stand the hustle and noise of the city, but now I miss it.
It did not seem to me that he was rapidly getting old, even within the city of Sunfu, dubbed the 'Capital of the East', because he continued to touch the gorgeous and sophisticated townspeople and cultures, which made him think that he was still young beyond sixty years.
The winter color is ash.
His heart was now covered in winter colors too.
It goes without saying that one of the factors is the movement of the rich ministers who have become active these days.
Regardless, with the aim of making Toyotomi himself create an incentive to destroy Toyotomi, Jiayang left Kyo, Toyotomi Hideyoshi repeatedly moved so much that he went far beyond his imagination.
- Again, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, there's something wrong with the man...
It's not like I've never felt that before.
It is true that even from Honta Genuine et al., he has been warned many times, "Don't pay attention to Hideyoshi Toyotomi".
But if you're nearby, you get emotions, and it's people who cloud their glasses.
Especially if she saw her pretty granddaughter laughing happily and excellently, she would have instantly erased some discomfort or something.
But with this distance, there is no smile like the bright cheerful smile of my granddaughter.
It was because of this that winter arrived early in Jiayang's mind.
And all that came up instead was the bold actions of the brilliant boys.
- No, there must be someone behind it pulling the thread.
He remembered having something similar on his mind before.
But at that time, there was still a famous military teacher named Rushui Kuroda on the side of excellence.
He will also now be watching the whereabouts of the heavens from above the clouds with his' friends', Hideyoshi Takenaka and Hanbei Takenaka.
Now that he's dead, he's in Osaka Castle because he has the ability to repeat decisions and actions that dictate the whereabouts of the heavens...
Shouyoshi Ishida, Yukimura Maida, and Changyuki Maida are closed to Kii...
But to Jia Kang, they are nothing but 'trinkets'.
If it's still fading out of sight...
"Ishida..."
However, Seiyoshi Itakura has tied his actions with a thick chain to Souyoshi Ishida, and it is not so difficult to detect his movements beforehand, no matter how he moves his measures.
Especially if it becomes a major political, military and economic move.
But all the actions taken by Hideyoshi are huge, and they don't seem very small and deceptive.
Yes...
That's boldness as if we were seeing the 'future'......
"No way...... nope. But it doesn't matter what the late His Highness Tai Chi does."
I accidentally laughed at Jiayang's mouth because I remembered numerous interactions with the late Hideyoshi Tai.
A hickey in heaven who thought only of surpriseing others at all times.
How many times has he eaten a glass of serious family health?
There were many things that made me angry just to remember now. The number of fingers in your hand may not be enough.
Still, it's probably due to the rare charm that someone named Hideyoshi Tai had that brings warmth to his heart.
"In the end, I was as good as His Highness Tai."
It was him who leaked it by accident, but if he was never aiming for a hikiyoshi like Hideyoshi, he wasn't admiring it.
Rather, it is enough to have sworn to my heart that I "will never be ahem" to see how he is laid on the butts of the stars and the northern government.
Still, "I couldn't be like Hideyoshi" from his mouth, leaked lonely because I was finding the ideal of "what should I be with a heavenly man" in a person named Hideyoshi Tai?
That's how he was pushing and measuring himself inside his chest.
"Is my human being on the right path as the heir to Tai Chi?"
Along with the Toyotomi arrangement, it is his' path 'that is heavily attached to his heart.
Whenever those two mixed in his head at the same time, he let the brush run toward the paper in front of him.
That's a mind-quenching transcript. Years after Tianhai Monk recommended it, he continues to do so in discipline.
'Words' always get messy when I start writing.
That is a testament above all to his' heart 'being disturbed.
And as time went on, he gradually got both "letters" and "minds" in order, but these days he had been disturbed by the fact that he didn't have as many letters as he thought.
Old drives me crazy at hand...
Or...
"My lord, I beg your pardon"
The fact that Jia Kang is on tour.
A voice was called from behind.
"Is it pure? How's it going? Isn't it unusual that your Lord should come all the way out here on his own?"
Jiayang never looked back, but asked the owner of the voice he heard from his back, Hondo Genuinely.
Of course, the Toyotomi family is responsible for crushing and monitoring the movements of the Nishikoku Daimyo family.
Especially afraid that Daimyo would make more intimate contact with each other than necessary, and if there had been even a slight suspicious move, he would have run his users to reward his family.
It was the first time he had left his post and taken to Sun Fu.
Jiayang was simply surprised and clouded his mind wondering how much had happened.
And when the expression was distracted, he spoke with his back pointed at him.
But for purity, which can no longer be called a hobby, deciphering to the back of a person's mind can no longer understand the mechanics of Jiayang's mind.
He said in a whispering voice that his knees would be brought closer to the big body side of Jia Kang without worrying about Jia Kang's attitude.
"I really have a ritual for you to put in your ears"
The pure tone was always cold, but whenever he felt something more and freezing, Jiayang turned only half his face toward him.
"Tell me."
"Then I say. Apparently Lord Hideyoshi will be downgraded to Kyushu early next year."
"What!? Down to Kyushu? What the hell are you doing?
When Jiayang's eyes are rounded, on the other hand, pure eyes become sharp and thin.
He went on sharpening the voice again.
"Apparently, I'm meeting with Shimazu. We have received a letter from our Lord, Lord Jiaju."
Jiayang quickly spread it when he took the letter offered from the purity.
That is indeed the Shimazu family owner, Shimazu Jiajiu (formerly known as Shimazu Zhongheng. renamed the previous year).
- Next spring, Lord Toyotomi Hideyoshi will come to Satsuma. At last, I would like to ask you to forgive me for my meeting with my lord Jiaju and Lord Hideyoshi.
"Well, let's be disciplined where we don't need to be. Who's Jiaju Shimazu?"
He leaked it to distract him because he had not sorted out the significance of the meeting between Toyotomi and Shimazu's principals.
You may acknowledge this or not...
But purity didn't give Jia Hang room to think about it.
"Dear Lord, how about this matter?
When Jia Kang put his neck back, he meditated quietly on his eyes.
And he honestly spoke of his present state of mind.
"I can't solve it...... what are Toyotomi and Shimazu going to discuss...?
Then a zokri and chill ran on Jia Kang's back.
The source is undoubtedly the ruthless gaze and creepy grin unleashed by Honda Innocence behind him.
And as it showed, purity answered in a snowstormy, frozen tone.
"Whatever we discuss, the talks themselves will be the result of disrupting the world of the General and the Great Lord"
Jia Kang's heart made a sound with dokun.
That's precisely because you were absolutely right.
I don't care about the content of the discussion.
The fact that they face each other directly in the remote land of Kyushu cannot in itself have a positive impact on the world of Tokugawa.
Based on that, purity went on.
"But don't talk to me, and the world will buy the anger of the great celebrities who laugh and shoulder the great lords."
The palpitations of Jiayang gradually become faster to the wording with pure content.
- Get out of town...! Town down......!
and chant it over and over again like a reading in my mind, while my body temperature keeps rising.
And Purity went on to burn such a home well being.
"We must therefore allow ourselves to have talks. But the talks are harmful. Then there is only one way left."
- Please, calm down!!
Home health pleading with itself.
But...
Ironically, I let cold water shower into his boiling heart...
It was a ruthless and unparalleled word released from Hondo's pure mouth.
"There's nothing more to it than making it impossible for us to talk."
Jiayang instantly understood the meaning of pure words.
Previously, he would have immediately raged and lowered his purity.
Because that's...
Making Hideyoshi Toyotomi a deceased......
Because it means...
But...
Jia Kang has already abandoned 'people'.
From the day I left Kyo.
No...
My son, Hidekang Noboru, has been in the hands of Genuine Honda since his unemployed death.
"May I take care of it"
A pure voice echoes from far away.
That's the same sight as when Hidekang Nojo was set up.
However, only the fact that the other party was genuinely honest at that time is different, but there is no difference in the schematics of advancing ruthless decisions from his subordinates.
At that time he answered nothing and could only say "I'll take care of it".
Same thing happened this time.
No, let's just say I didn't have to.
Because Honda Masayoshi and Honda Masayoshi are ready to take his place and wear mud.
But now Jia Hang was different...
Jia Hang, who abandoned being a "person," said in a surprisingly cold tone -
"Just make it look sick and finish it. You're never gonna hit me bad."
When I'm done saying that, I take the brush again and dip it in the ink.
And he began to immerse himself in the scriptures.
Write. Write. Write. Write...
No matter how much you write, the word remains disturbed.
So nothing else than to go on.
Write. Write. Write. Write...
Soon the book of the night had gone down and there was no longer a sense of authenticity on my back.
But even if I kept writing all night, Jia Kang's "handwriting" would never be ready.