A tour of Japan's Warring States Period

Xiaopingta felt like he was like a crow with a iron mouth!

After the New Year, preparations were being made for a ceremony in which the samurai and the lords of the country would come to pay homage to Taro Yamauchi and congratulate him on the new year. News came from Hosokawa Harugong's family that the old man was afraid that he might not survive.

Although he had had a premonition, Xiao Pingtai was still shocked when he heard the news. The hand that was writing the letter shook, and an ink droplet fell on the fine tissue paper.

Originally, after the Spring Festival, the climate would gradually warm up, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If the old man survives another winter, he can at least survive another year. Anyway, at this age, one year of living and one year of earning, the coldest snow has passed. It is impossible to survive the heavy snow and cold weather, and not be able to withstand it when spring comes and the flowers bloom.

In addition, the old man seemed to be in great spirits on New Year's Day and even drank two more cups of hot wine. Everyone was happy and didn't notice anything.

Until today, the old man just lied down when he said it. I quickly asked Nagata Tokumoto to come over and take a look. The doctor shook his head and just said that the oil was running out and the end had come!

The day has finally arrived!

After hearing the news, Xiao Ping rushed home without stopping, while A Ling had already gone to her parents' house. Xiaopingtai changed her clothes and hurried over.

"What's going on, sir? Can you still eat?"

"It won't work. I can't even get in the rice soup today." Hosokawa Saime could only shake her head, her sadness palpable.

"Alas... I'll forgive you and accept the change." Thousands of words came to my lips, but they always came out like this, a sentence that was neither salty nor indifferent.

Although people have not yet breathed their last breath, everyone already knows it. Even the white cloth was torn off, and the female relatives at home even began to measure mourning clothes. As for the coffin boards, don’t be in a hurry to find this one. There is nothing else in Shinano. There are the most good boards. Seeing that Hosokawa Kainyu was not too busy to forget, I felt relieved.

When Xiao Pingtai walked in, everyone in the house looked sad. Especially Cainu's daughter-in-law is still pregnant. It's difficult to get up now, and she sits there at a loss.

The old mother-in-law is more open-minded, maybe because she has been mentally prepared for it for a long time. Sitting there very quietly, holding a string of beads in his hand and chanting.

There were two stoves in Hosokawa's house this time, which made it a lot warmer, but Hosokawa's house was really in trouble as she was lying there. It's not that this person looks good, it's just that he has a feeling, an indescribable feeling.

You could feel the man was dying, but he was definitely still alive.

"It's Xiao Pingtai, right? Your steps are lighter than Cainu's." The old father-in-law opened his eyes and spoke in a very soft voice.

A Ling just sat quietly aside, and suddenly heard her father speak, and quickly went over to check.

"You go and rest for a while, I'll watch from here."

Xiao Ping felt a little distressed when she saw A Ling's face was stained with tears. He patted her shoulder and asked her to go out and rest first. Anyway, as long as someone is watching here at Hosokawa Spring Palace.

In this current situation, the doctor has made it clear that he is preparing for the funeral. In fact, there is nothing to take care of. Spend more time with her and say a few words if you can.

"A Ling, Xiaoping and I have something to talk about." The old man reluctantly stretched out his hand and waved outside.

A Ling was a little reluctant to give up, but she was indeed tired. Seeing that both my husband and dad said this, I didn’t want to stay any longer. Go down and eat something and lie down for a while. Otherwise, how can I bear it and keep watch over the patient?

Weng and son-in-law sat down and did not speak for the time being. Xiaopingtai helped her old father-in-law tuck his hands into the quilt, went over to turn on the stove, and then looked at his old father-in-law quietly.

"It's so cold! It's really cold this year!"

"How about I ask someone to get you a bearskin mattress, that one will be warm."

"What's the matter?"

"My heart is happy!"

"Haha...ahem...Xiao Pingtai, you are indeed more resourceful than Cai Nu."

"It's just that each has his own strengths."

"I don't have much time left. Let me tell you the truth. How long do you think the world will be in chaos?" The old father-in-law said calmly.

"In no more than thirty years, the general trend of the world will be reunited after a long period of separation."

"Yes." Nodding, the old father-in-law turned his head with difficulty.

According to Hosokawa Harugong's sophisticated calculation, he actually sees things much more clearly than Xiaoping. Since the Yingren Civilization Chaos, the world has been in chaos for more than a hundred years, and the people's minds have settled. The annexation war has reached its final moments, and the dawn of unification has emerged in all regions. Kyushu, Onyang, Kinki, Kaido, and Hokuriku all have great names that have taken the world by storm.

"Then who ends up messing around?"

"Mino's Gifu Dansho!" Koheita said an answer that may still be somewhat controversial at the moment. But Oda Nobunaga, who occupies the large granary of the Noo Plain, Sakai, Otsu and other prosperous towns in the world, and his wealth is rolling in, does have the appearance of a king.

"You are honest. Although I hope in my heart that you are talking about His Highness Taro, Gifu Danzheng is indeed one of the best in the world."

"The shogunate will not last long! Although Daiki and Gifu Dansho are relatively close now, there is only one person who can be the leader of the world, and that must be Gifu Dansho!"

After listening to Xiaoheita's sharp answer, Hosokawa Harugong felt a little painful. She didn't know whether it was due to physical or psychological reasons. He closed his eyes and was silent for a while.

Hosokawa Harumiya's closed eyelids twitched from time to time, her lips were about to open, but she never opened her mouth.

"My lord, you have already seen it clearly, why bother asking again?" Xiaopingtai was helpless. Logically, he should tell his father-in-law a white lie, but he was not a person willing to lie.

"I know! I just don't want to..." The old father-in-law opened his eyes.

"In terms of family, our family is the best in the world. In terms of soldiers and horses, we have an army of 50,000 people. I am unwilling to miss out on the world like this. I am unwilling to accept it..."

"The times are changing, and there's nothing we can do about it..." Xiao Pingtai also sighed.

"What will the prime minister say to you before he leaves?"

"I'll keep the family in Shantai from falling, and I'll help His Highness Tailang build up his legacy!"

The scenes before Yamauchi Yoshiharu's death came to mind, as if it was just yesterday. Before he died, he tightly held Xiaopingta's hand and said words that were heartbreaking. Now when I think about it, a different kind of emotion comes to Xiaopingtai's heart, and he almost sheds tears.

"You know you can't do it..." (Hosokawa Harumiya looked directly at Koheita)

"But I still have to do it!"

"Restore the Genji clan and return it to the old capital!" The old father-in-law said this loudly with all his strength.

The family members and others who were waiting outside the house heard this shouting and rushed in regardless of their manners.

As soon as the words fell, everyone rushed over, and the last trace of Hosokawa Harugong's spirit disappeared. The eyes that were opened wide with effort were slowly closed, and the human breath disappeared in an instant.

"Father!" Aya rushed forward regardless of her appearance.

Suddenly, everyone in the family started crying and could no longer hide it.

The original author of the Yamauchi family, an old man who was criticized by many, has passed away at the age of sixty-seven!