different warring states of japan

Chapter 2027 This is all my own fault

Mitsuhide Akechi has never been far away from politics.

With the existence of Hosokawa Fujitaka, a best friend, and Fujibayashi Muku, the leader of the confidentiality team, who secretly informed the situation, Akechi Mitsuhide jumped out of the game and watched coldly, and could see the details better than the insiders.

She single-handedly led the revolution at Honnoji Temple, but Hashiba Hideyoshi was stabbed in the back, taking away the biggest fruit of victory.

Akechi Mitsuhide, who was ordered to live in seclusion by the saint, dived into the bottom of the sea and escaped everyone's sight, but her eyes never left Hashiba Hideyoshi for a moment.

After Yoshigan lost his hometown of Kamou clan, he deeply reflected on himself and finally let the mad dog Akechi Mitsuhide out to bite people.

But he didn't know that because of the grand strategy he outlined, Mitsuhide Akechi decided to temporarily cover up the truth about the death of Kamou clan until the time was right.

Yiyin, who knew nothing about it, returned to Duowenshan City with a large group of people after seeing Qi Qiwan.

I have thought clearly, I have relaxed enough, and it is time to do something.

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When the saint went out to relax, he had already attracted the attention of the ladies of Kinki. When he returned to Tamon Mountain City, Ii Naomasa who had stayed behind had been waiting outside the city for a long time.

Yoshigami dismounted and threw the riding whip to Date Masamune beside him, and asked.

"what's up?"

Naomasa Ii looked complicated.

"Saint, Lord Maeda Yoshiki is kneeling in the courtyard of the residence hall with his mother, begging to see the saint."

Yiyin nodded.

"understood."

None of the letters, envoys, and envoys sent by Maeda Yoshie in the past few days were seen. She must have been frightened, and her whole heart was hanging in the air, with no bottom.

This time when she heard that Yiyin was going out to relax, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she dragged her mother along to apologize in the middle of winter.

Seeing that Yoshigage's mood was calm and he was walking forward, Ii Naomasa followed behind and couldn't help but ask.

"Does the saint want to see her?"

Yoshigan glanced at Ii Naomasa.

"When I saw what she was doing, I asked her to kneel down. The weather was cool and it was just a good time to wake up.

Also, bring those plan documents you have tinkered with these days to the government office and show them to me. "

After saying that, Yoshigami turned around and continued walking forward. Date Masamune and other attendants followed him into the city, leaving only Ii Naomasa standing there in a daze.

Since the death of Gamo Ujisato, the sage has become more profound, and his words and actions have become unpredictable and difficult to predict.

Ii Naomasa didn't know whether this was a good thing or not.

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Residential hall, meeting hall.

Yoshigan sat on the main seat and read the documents handed over by Naomasa Ii one by one.

Date Masamune, who was standing by, wanted to bow and leave, but was stopped by Yoshigin.

"Why go? You stay here."

"Hi."

Yiyin read it carefully. By the time he finished reading the document, more than half an hour had passed.

At this time, Yoshiyin looked up at Ii Naomasa with disappointment on his face.

"that's it?"

Ii Naomasa blinked, thinking he heard wrongly.

Before she came, she was worried that the saint was soft-hearted and unwilling to use his own tough tactics, but she had prepared a lot of excuses.

The saint's opening was beyond her expectation.

Naomasa Ii hesitated and asked tentatively.

"What do the saints think of these plans?" Yiyin threw the documents aside and said.

"It's not that good, it's all clichés. Ujigou has whispered in my ears so many times, I think there is something wrong with Tongxin Secretariat.

Since it's an old recipe with nothing new, why didn't you submit it earlier? What are you doing wasting your time every day? "

Ii Naomasa was rendered speechless by Yoshigan, and could only stare blankly at the master who was completely different from the one he had met before.

Yiyin shook his head and ordered.

"Go and call Maeda and her daughter in."

Naomasa Ii felt dizzy, so he bowed and went out.

Yoshigan looked at Date Masamune who was snickering down, pointed at his head, and sighed helplessly.

"Naomasa is an upright guy, as fierce as fire, he has principles, and he is courageous, but it's a pity that he is not as smart as Ushigo.

It seems that I have to set the tone. "

Date Masamune bowed.

"The saint is wise and powerful. You should be the one to make your own decision on such important matters. No one else can match your wisdom."

Yiyin shook his head.

"Glib tongue, go to the dining room and get two bowls of ginger soup."

"Hi."

When Date Masamune's ginger soup arrived, Maeda's mother and daughter followed Ii Naomasa.

Yoshihiro looked at Maeda Yoshiki who had finished the ceremony. She didn't know whether it was because she was kneeling in the atrium out of cold or because she was afraid. Her face was very pale.

Behind Maeda Yoshida and Maeda Rihisa, her complexion was not much better.

The death of Kamao clan frightened the Iga Maeda family.

The Iga-Maeda family had the courage to show off their tempers, but when the Kamao clan was really dead, they were frightened to the point of peeing.

Now rumors are spreading outside, and the saint has never given an accurate letter to the Iga-Maeda family.

If you want to be beaten, punished, or killed, saint, please speak up and say something! Without saying a word, I'm afraid!

Yoshigan motioned to Date Masamune to place two bowls of ginger soup in front of Maeda and his daughter.

Without even looking at him, Maeda knocked his head on the tatami, his forehead suddenly turned red, and half a bowl of ginger soup spilled out.

"Sage Mingjian! I really wasn't the one who secretly assassinated Kamou clan's hometown! I didn't! Absolutely not!"

Behind Maeda Yoshiki, Maeda Toshihisa also kowtowed deeply.

Some of the words he said sounded like a thief with a guilty conscience, but it was better to be honest than to be tortured by outside rumors day and night. Regardless of whether the saint believed it or not, if he said it clearly, he could die happily.

Yiyin said calmly.

"When did I tell you that you would send people to kill the Hamo clan?

The death of Pushengshixiang has nothing to do with you, it has to do with me. It was my hesitation and unclear loyalty that killed Pushengshixiang. "

At this moment, there was no joy in Maeda's heart to clear his wrongdoing, but instead he was even more frightened and uneasy.

The sage does not talk about right or wrong now, but only about loyalty and treachery. Pusheng clan is naturally a loyal minister, so who is the treacherous one? Of course it is Maeda’s own benefit.

Maeda took a deep breath and said, his face getting paler.

"I beg you to commit seppuku."

Yoshihiro stepped down from the throne, squatted in front of Maeda, picked up the bowl of ginger soup with half of it sprinkled on it, and looked at Maeda.

"I am already devastated by the death of Pu Shengshi. If you die again, won't I have to be more sad and more painful?

In my heart, I hope that you can all live well, stay with me until old age, and watch the children grow up with me.

Come on, drink this bowl of ginger soup first. I've been kneeling outside for too long. If I don't get rid of the cold, I won't be able to damage my body. "

Maeda had tears in his eyes, and with a pair of steady hands that danced with a spear and a stick, he couldn't hold up the ginger soup handed over by the saint, and spilled some more. It seemed that only half of the bowl of ginger soup was left.

Yoshihiro glanced at Torihisa before his eyes. She was sensible. She served the ginger soup and drank it carefully in small sips, not daring to embarrass the saint.