Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

It was as if an invisible giant hand had moved the balance of power again, triumphantly reminding everyone that Saitama is also an imperial family, that the blood of Amaterasu also flows in his veins, and that he also has an indisputable right to the supreme position.How fast the number of Jinzhiyu under Zhong Daxiong had grown at the beginning, how fast will Qitama's grow now.

Moreover, Qiyu has a little advantage that he does not have-Nambatsu is the most important transshipment port from the Seto Inland Sea to Lake Nara. When Yu left the capital, she took everything she could with her, and burned the rest, leaving only tens of thousands of mouths behind. Time was like a noose around Brother Zhong's neck, getting tighter and tighter.

Now, there are only two paths before Brother Zhong: [-]. Reorganize the army, attack Nambatsu again, and open up the water channel between Asuka and other countries; long-term.If you only consider it from a military point of view, the second option is undoubtedly a more sensible choice. The forces are intertwined and the terrain is cramped. The Nara Basin, which has been cut off from the water transportation line, has actually become a huge mousetrap. If you can't win Namba, you have to cross the Kasagi Mountains to transfer grain from Omi to the Nara Basin; and the lack of grain will intensify various conflicts in Kyoto.And if you withdraw voluntarily, it will be a bright future.

But from a political point of view, it is unacceptable to voluntarily withdraw from Kyoto.The Nara Basin is not only the political center of the Yamato Kingdom, but also a cultural and religious center. There are dozens of large and small shrines and shrines all over the shores of Lake Nara to the surrounding Ikoma Mountains, Kongo Mountains, and Kasagi Mountains. There are a variety of local gods, most of which are the ancestor gods of the royal family who established the kingdom, and the reason why the Yamato royal family was able to rule this rugged and inaccessible archipelago is largely due to the common worship of the gods.If Brother Zhong gave up the Nara Basin to Saitama, it would mean that he would automatically give up the recognition of the ancestor gods, which would be extremely disadvantageous in the subsequent battle for the throne.

"It's really a dilemma!" Brother Zhong showed a wry smile: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have been in such a hurry to attack Bojin, even if it was a stalemate, it would be fine!"

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Namba Tsu, Shitennoji Temple, Sutra Hall.

"The villain, the champion of Kuwana County in Ise Country (the title of those who have official ranks but no official positions in ancient Japan) moved three rounds. After receiving the decree from His Majesty, he immediately summoned the Lang party, boarded the ship, and worked diligently on the king's affairs. Today there is Six boats, 73 soldiers, and five horses. In addition, they brought fifty shi of rice, twenty shi of beans, and half a boat of dried fish..."

The air in the scripture hall was suffocating and humid, like a wet blanket wrapping everyone. Wang Wenzuo's fine linen underwear was pressed against his chest. He turned his head and yawned as quietly as possible.He can't blame himself for this, he thought to himself: Anyone who sits upright from morning to night and listens to a group of stinky guys kneeling in the hall talking about these same nonsense is no better than himself.

A crisp bell sounded, interrupting the chattering voices of the hall attendants. Wang Wenzuo turned his head and looked back through the gap in the bamboo curtain. He saw Qiyu yawning and beckoning the maid beside him to shake the silver bell. Come up with someone else.

"Back off!" the servant wearing a tall black hat and a black robe said to the audience.

"But, but! The villain came all the way from Ise country, and I have something important to report to His Majesty!" Kneeling under the hall was a short and stocky man with sweat on his red head and nose, which looked rather funny. Ridiculous: "May I give it a little longer?"

"Nonsense!" The servant shouted majesticly: "Your Majesty is the Supreme Being of Wancheng. I don't know how many things I have to deal with every day. How can I have time to listen to you here! Get back quickly, or you will be punished for your indecency. guilty!"

"Yes, but!"

The servant's expression became more and more serious: "Quickly step back, there are still many people behind, if you have something to do, go to the door of the Minister of Internal Affairs! Right now, the Minister of Military and State Affairs is handled by the Minister of Internal Affairs, and then you will report to His Majesty!"

"Minister?" The people in the hall didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly kowtowed to the figure behind the bamboo curtain in the hall two more times before bowing and backing out, and then another person came in, knelt under the hall, and began to pay respectful respect. He gave his name and birthplace, how many troops and supplies he had brought, and then withdrew again. It was only at dusk that the servant official tapped the bronze bell and said loudly: "We are here today. Those who have an audience with His Majesty, wait until tomorrow afternoon!"

"It's finally over!" Wang Wenzuo stretched his waist as if he had received an amnesty, and said to Qiyu behind the bamboo curtain, "I won't come tomorrow, it's too tiring, sitting in such a precarious manner with a whole set of clothes In the afternoon, I am more tired than fighting a battle!"

"No!" Qi Yu was taking off the golden crown with the help of the maid, and said coldly: "You are the minister of the interior, the person in charge of the government, how can there be any reason why the emperor is present and you are not? Besides, you have already promised, why do you go back on your word?" ?”

"I agreed, but I didn't expect that there would be so many people at once!" Wang Wenzuo complained, "Besides, the most important thing right now is to train these people who come to vote into a usable army. Sitting here stupidly every day, who is going to do business?"

"The Minister of the Interior is the Taizheng official. It is your greatest duty to listen to the report of the subordinates and pass it on to the king. Isn't this a serious matter?" Qiyu came out from behind the bamboo curtain and said with a sneer: "Don't be ignorant, This seat is only separated from the King by a bamboo curtain, and Gecheng used to sit in this seat when the court meeting was held, how many people want to sit but can't sit there!"

"Yes, yes, yes! But isn't there a war right now?" Wang Wenzuo said with a wry smile, "No matter how good this man is, it will only be useful if our little court can return to the capital, right? You also saw Brother Zhong's army that night, Tens of thousands of people collapsed at once, if we don't practice and practice, I'm afraid we will not be as good as those people!"

Maybe it was Wang Wenzuo's words that hit Qiyu's sore spot, she gritted her teeth: "That's fine, then you can go to organize the army first, but you still have to come to Naili (that is, the place where the emperor lives) to meet with you at dinner every day." I discuss government affairs!"

"Yes, yes, for sure, for sure!" Wang Wenzuo quickly got up from the ground and fled outside as if he had been pardoned.Seeing Wang Wenzuo's leaving back, Qiyu snorted coldly, then suddenly paused.

After leaving the scripture hall, Wang Wenzuo slowed down. Since the attack on Brother Pozhong's army that night, the development of the situation has completely exceeded his expectations.He originally thought that after winning this battle, the situation could be reversed, and within half a month there should be some bold people betting on Saitama's side.But the reality is that on the third day after that victory, the first loyalists came, with two boats, 21 strong men, two horses, three pigs, twenty chickens, four dogs, no Less eggs.Wang Wenzuo was very happy to accept this somewhat meager gift, and made a tooth sacrifice for himself and the soldiers of the Tang Army, and bought the two horses with silver, and incorporated them into his poor little cavalry team.

On the fourth day there were three groups, on the fifth day there were five groups, on the sixth day there were nine groups, on the seventh day it was reduced to two groups due to the sea fog, but on the eighth day it suddenly increased to fifteen groups .In the following, Wang Wenzuo didn't bother to count the number of loyalists. Some people even came over the rugged King Kong Mountains by land. Wang Wenzuo admired the loyalty and footwork of the visitors.

Later, after asking Ping Liu, Wang Wenzuo found out why there were so many loyalists. It turned out that those big and small wealthy families who voted for Brother Zhong were not good men and women. They also had many enemies in their hometowns (usually because of fighting for land, water sources, mines).Once these people voted under the banner of Brother Zhong, their original opponents would naturally become nervous. If Brother Zhong ascended to the position, then those who succeeded from the dragon would definitely come back to revenge and revenge. If they stayed in their hometown to watch Play is waiting to die.

So these people naturally turned their attention to Qitama. Whether it was for self-protection or for revenge, casting under Qitama's command was the only choice. If you are on the wrong team, the battle at Namba Tsu will dispel all the concerns of these people.

"So that's what happened!" Wang Wenzuo couldn't help crying and laughing when he heard all this. He had planned a plan at first, thinking that he could play tricks on Japanese monarchs and ministers, but now he realized that the ground was already full of dry wood, and any spark would kill him. Can start a prairie fire.These guys who brought their own dry food to fight the war said that they would be loyal to the emperor and crusade against the rebellious party, but in fact they wanted to kill the deadly enemies who competed with their own territory and eat the farm.You thought you used these local Japanese tyrants to eliminate Brother Zhong, but why didn’t these local tyrants use Saitama, Brother Zhong, and Wang Wenzuo to realize their desire to acquire land?
"The people, only the people are the masters of history!" Wang Wenzuo couldn't help sighing, he could feel that there was a force in the dark, although he subjectively didn't want to solve the land problem for these local wealthy families, but this force But he pushed himself behind his back, allowing himself to lead these local tyrants to the stage of history hundreds of years earlier than the real history.

"Duke Ming!" As soon as Wang Wenzuo walked out of the Sutra hall, Cao Wenzong greeted him: "Your clothes are soaked through!"

"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo sighed, "This damn place is really too humid!"

"That's right!" Cao Wenzong said with a smile: "When we go back, we have to ask the soldiers to coat the bow and string with wax, otherwise it will loosen if this continues!"

"Well, you're right, I almost forgot!" Wang Wenzuo nodded. At that time, Tang Jun's bows included single-piece wooden bows, bamboo and wood bows, tendon horn bows, etc. The bow strings included leather strings, silk strings, and fine hemp strings. There are many kinds of strings, gut strings, etc. In humid weather, bows and strings are prone to slack and bow strength will drop, so waxing, drying and other maintenance methods must be used.

"Duke Ming is thinking about major events in the world, how can he expect so much!"

"Forget it, Wen Zong, stop flattering me!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "The most important thing in our current situation is to win. Only when we win can we be qualified to consider major affairs in the world. If we don't win, we will lose our lives, so why should we think about it? Yes Now, how many of your disciples died in this night attack? How many were injured?"

"Two were killed and five were injured!"

"So much?" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "They have really made great contributions. Does the dead Chang'an still have family members?"

"One has parents and older brothers, and the other has parents who left when he was young, and there is only one married sister in the family!"

"How about this, you take twenty ingots of silver from me and give them to the parents and younger sisters of the two families of the deceased!" Wang Wenzuo said, "Send them back together with their bones! If possible, let the elders and younger sisters of the deceased adopt one." When the children come, they can inherit their family!"

"Inherit the family?"

"That's right, both of them have made great achievements. I will ask the Japanese king and the imperial court for their merits. They should be bestowed by Sanguan and Tianzhuang. Although they have no heirs, it would be nice to have an adopted child!"

"Thank you Ming Gong!" Cao Wenzong lowered his head: "They are under the Nine Springs, and they will definitely appreciate your great kindness!"

"Hey, people are dead, so what kind of favor is there!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "You and I don't need to say those deceitful nonsense, these are all for the living, and the night attack is Nine deaths, this time there is no big reward, who would want to go next time?"

Cao Wenzong nodded. He didn't expect Wang Wenzuo to speak so clearly. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he kept silent.After a while, Wang Wenzuo said: "There is one more thing, you prepare it for me!"

"Yes!"

"I'm going to organize a shooting ceremony!" Wang Wenzuo said: "From the Japanese who came to vote this time, select a group of people who are good at shooting and put them on the left and right. It will be necessary for the next battle with Brother Zhong!"

"Shooting rituals?" Cao Wenzong was taken aback when he heard the words: "This Minggong should choose another master! The subordinates have never read any books since they were young, and they really don't know how to shoot rituals!"

"Reading? What does this have to do with reading?"

"Ming Gong, archery ceremony is a university question!" Cao Wenzong said with a wry smile: "Every year, the imperial court organizes archery ceremony on Longshouyuan in Chang'an, and the people who preside over the ceremony are all famous Confucian scholars who are famous all over the world. How did the subordinates do it! "

"I'm not the imperial court. Why do I have to make so many red tapes?" Wang Wenzuo smiled and said, "I just need to select strong men who can save the strong men, and you don't have to worry about other things! Okay?"

"OK, OK!"

"That's good!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "It's like two things: infantry and horseback archery, infantry shooting is 75 steps away, the target is six feet high and two feet wide, with nine bows, twelve arrows hit nine times It is considered qualified; riding and shooting is on a 120-step track. Two armored straw men are placed on each side of the track. The straw figures are [-] steps apart. The straw men are ten steps away from the track. However, if you shoot a grass man with a six-double bow, the face of the grass man will be the top reward, the ribs of the grass man without armor will be the slander, and the armor of the grass man will be the bottom reward. Good and bad judge high and low!"