A tour of Japan's Warring States Period

As the new head of the Shinshu Yamauchi clan, the marriages between Hosokawa Sainamasaichi and the Zikoji Danmasa Shobutsuna family naturally attracted a lot of attention.

In addition, both of their wives were adopted daughters by Yamauchi Yoshiharu, and their families were of noble family, which was envied by everyone.

If we carefully calculate it, there are quite a few samurai who belong to the Yamauchi clan because they married the daughter or adopted daughter of Yamauchi Yoshiharu, and the elite gathered together, which can even be called unparalleled.

The oldest son-in-law is Hosokawa Fujitaka, followed by Murakami Takemaru (Miura Uesugi Keigoku), Asahina Taro (Asahina Taicho), Ogasawara Yukimatsumaru (Ogasawara Sadamasa, Hidemasa), Hosokawa Michimasa, and Tsuna Masakoji Home.

In addition to these six people, there is also a little daughter who is still young and has not entered into a marriage contract. But with the luxury of this group of sons-in-law, there is absolutely no problem in protecting the Yamauchi family.

Don't you see, Nishi Ueno Minawa's twelve sons-in-law, needless to say, their glorious achievements. The most exaggerated time was when they killed 500 people under Takeda Harunobu in one battle. Except for a few big guys, no one else can match this level.

Moreover, since the time when Yamauchi Yoshikatsu was in charge, Hosokawa Saime and Koheita had been in charge of the warrior executive and the designated executive respectively, making it clear that they would be the center of the political power in the future. Now that he is once again serving as the servant of Taro Yamauchi, the next elders of the Xi family will definitely be these two.

It's not that they are fawning or anything, everyone still sincerely congratulates the two on their marriage, although it is inevitable that there is a little bit of flowers and brocade.

Needless to say, Hosokawa Kaina's marriage was over. The seven-year long love run between Koheita and Aya finally came to a successful conclusion. As the adopted daughter of the Yamauchi clan, Yamauchi Aya finally got married to Koheita through the marriage granted by Yamauchi Yoshiharu. She moved into the mansion built by Xiao Pingtai with huge sums of money and became the mistress of the Zixiaolu family.

Apart from Koheita, the happiest person was Hosokawa Haruna. Her son and daughter got married at the same time within one day, which greatly comforted her. I feel like my life is complete, and all I have to do is hold my grandson and drink wine for a hundred days.

After Yamauchi Yoshiharu presided over the ceremony, he naturally did not participate in the subsequent banquet due to physical problems. The lively wedding scene was handed over to a group of lively young people, allowing everyone to celebrate together.

Including Uncle Tsuna, who rushed back from the Suruga front line, he was also very drunk. Kodaira's biological father died early, and his biological mother was arrested and sold. For a long time, he still brought him up. Everyone should know that Uncle Tsuna was even planning to marry Matsu Gozen to Koheita at the earliest, making Koheita his son-in-law and adopted son to inherit the family business.

Xiaopingtai and he were both uncles and fathers, and he saw that Xiaopingtai finally got married at an early age. He looked exactly like a silly pig raised by his old parents who finally got hold of the baby cabbage, not to mention how happy he was.

"Xiao Ping Tai, when I am your age, the child is already as high as your waist, so you have to work harder."

Uncle Tsunaliang drank too much, and his words were encouraging Heita to work hard to create humans, but he still inadvertently stimulated Heita's height.

"Our family has a small population and even fewer boys. My uncle is dying. From now on, the family will have to rely on you to give birth to sons."

This is true. Judging from his age, Uncle Tsunaliang is indeed unlikely to succeed in recreating humans. I have had three daughters in this life, and it seems that I will not have any sons. If Xiao Ping Tai could have two more sons, he could hold one in his arms and everyone would be happy.

The other gang of little Pingtai's friends are naturally full of talk and their tongues are numb from drinking. You expect them to be able to say anything good.

All the lewd words and flirtations are coming out one after another. Some of these people already have a lot of children, but they still have no formal appearance.

I'm talking about Shimizu Yoshizuna, who has three children. In front of the captain of the ship, like a complete old gangster, he taught bed equestrian skills to Xiaoheita. Xiaoheita was so angry that he wanted to kick him into the water tank to wake him up.

The others were not much better. Pingliu was powerless, but he got married much earlier than Xiaoping. Moreover, as a woman in her twenties who had successfully given birth, Xiaoye was in a good time. But Hei Liu succeeded in creating a human being, and now he is pregnant with a big belly.

This makes Pingliu think of himself as a senior. After all, he succeeded in creating humans.

Of course, the other guys, even those who didn't have wives, were still making fun of her. There were no entertainment activities, so I went to the back rub program in the city bathroom countless times.

After finally catching Xiao Ping Tai, the only remaining virgin in this bunch, they are all very coquettish.

But at least they still had a conscience, until it was dark outside and no light could be seen. After all, there are no ignorant people, and even if there are, they will be dragged away by others. After all, I finally said goodbye.

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After finally sending away these old and young men and their families, Xiao Pingtai had some time to spare.

"Aya, thank you for your hard work today."

Xiao Pingtai saw that Aya, who had finished taking off her makeup and had no makeup and disheveled hair, was kneeling quietly next to the bed. He went over to hold her hands and comforted her softly.

"Have all the guests been sent away? Do you need some water?" A'ling didn't say it was hard, but pointed to a clay pot on the small clay stove next to her, which was used to warm the tea, which was neither hot nor cold.

"You are still thoughtful." Xiao Pingtai said, picking up the pot, pouring a bowl, and motioned to A Ling first. A Ling waved her hand, and then Xiao Ping Tai poured two bowls in succession and drank them down.

You will indeed feel very thirsty after drinking, and the weather is very hot. Fortunately, there is still a bit of cool breeze in the summer night. Xiaopingtai's main room faces the pond, and there is only the occasional chirping of insects.

"It's so beautiful!" Xiaopingtai, who had finished drinking the water, couldn't understand why she was still so thirsty. After swallowing, the sound of her throat turning was particularly clear.

Fortunately, A'ya and Xiao Pingtai had known each other since childhood, and they were very familiar with each other. They chuckled lightly and hurriedly covered their lips with their hands because of the sound.

Xiao Pingtai has seen beautiful girls before, even one of them, but at this moment, he feels that only the one in front of him is the most beautiful in the world.

The love between the two does not need to be repeated redundantly. They have known each other for many years, and this moment is just the inherent meaning.

The moonlight condenses on the thin and clean wrist, and the dew on the hair polishes the hair on the temples.

The green yarn of Qingluo retreats slowly, and the four meanings contain the intersection of spring.

The rouge color photos are planted in wheels, and the children turn into mandarin duck love.

The beauty is as white as a pair of doves, and the meaning is in your hand.

The sound from the fourth dimension is like a cracked silk, and the meaning is gentle and the heart is calm.

It makes rain, clouds and silk quilts are in chaos, big beads and small beads fall into silver bottles.

The glazed grate is broken into pieces, and the cherry blossoms are blooming.

The melody is heard again by the pipa, and Linlang turns into the sound of a deer.

The sparse tung trees in the garden are newly sprouting, and the sound of cicadas is as light as the sound of flowing water.

The meeting is full of shy clouds covering the dim moon, and I listen attentively in the East Pavilion and West Pavilion.