I burn the sky in Kyoto

Li Wei is the kind who is going to crucify the entire gate of Kyoto directly in a day, and no one is allowed to open the door.

He has already thought that the remnants of the original Hojo daimyo might make trouble. As for how to make him suffer the most losses?That must be to open the city gate and let Genji's army enter the city.

So he felt that he would seal the door and wait for the war to end before opening it.

And now Kyoto gradually restored its former prosperity after Fujiwara took over.

After the Fujiwara family came to power, in addition to confiscating the homes of those nobles who were originally in line with the Hojo daimyo, the most important thing was to obtain the hermit population in the hands of the aristocratic family.

These reclusive populations are similar to civilians who sold themselves to aristocratic families, and they do not pay taxes. Therefore, in order to maintain the entire Kyoto, the original Hojo daimyo added up to [-]% of all kinds of exorbitant taxes.

With [-]% of the tax, one can imagine what the situation in Kyoto was like before.People in the upper class are arrogant and extravagant, while those in the lower class are poorly clothed.

Now these reclusive populations are all planted potatoes by Rivera in the past, coupled with tax relief, the entire capital of Kyoto is gradually recovering.

On the streets of Kyoto, oirans are parading the streets, gongs and drums are blaring, and various stalls have begun to be placed on the side of the road, so even the main roads in Kyoto have begun to appear crowded.

"Let's go, let's go, the samurai of the Fujiwara family are doing business, get out of the way." A group of samurai came to the street, and the people on the whole street became nervous.

Even the oirans parading the streets began to riot. After all, the samurai during the reign of the Hojo Daimyo were basically no different from the gangsters, and there were not a few people who killed people in the street.

But the samurai of the Fujiwara family are not like the samurai of the Hojo family at all. At most, they just curse and drive away those who stand in the way.

The people who retreated to the street also became curious, ready to see what the samurai of the Fujiwara family were doing.

And behind the samurai, you followed a large group of laborers carrying bamboo ladders. These people began to crucify the gates of Kyoto, and one by one, falling stones and rolling logs began to move to the city walls of Kyoto.

"Is this going to war again?" Naturally, some people in the crowd began to discuss in a low voice.

However, as long as the war is mentioned, everyone is in a downturn.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's time to go, there's going to be a war again, I'm going to stock up on food, I'm going home, I'm going home..."

More and more people said this among the crowd, even the oiran team parading the street quickly packed up and returned to Huajie.

This winter may be particularly tough.

Chapter 190 Two: Gleaners

A monk wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, with a Zen staff, was walking in the countryside of Kyoto.

Like an ascetic monk, he has been measuring the distance of this land with his own feet.

In Buddhism, it is believed that all living beings are suffering, but the suffering of all living beings has a limit, and the ascetic monks will feel that they only need to suffer a little more, so that other living beings can suffer less.

It's an unreasonable thought, but they believed in it, and they did it.

Master Lianhua completely followed the practice of the ascetic monk and began to observe this piece of Kyoto.

He didn't know how many days he had been practicing hard, and he seemed to go around in a big circle, and he came to the edge of the farmland near the Yawata River again.

More than half a month ago, an unusually large plague broke out with the Hachiman River as its source. Almost all the people here were dead, and almost all the people infected with the plague in other cities died.

In this era, infectious bacillary gangrene is an unsolvable disease, and it is a subspecies mutated from the corpse of a demon.

The vicinity of the Hachiman River was originally a land of fertile land, which basically accounted for [-]% of the total grain production in Kyoto. At this time, almost all the farmers in the vicinity were dilapidated, and a large number of them began to be demolished.

The original farmland has been abandoned for more than ten days, and almost all the harvestable food has become food for insects and birds.

He returned here again, and this was the last stop of his penance.

At this time, this side has been completely controlled by the Fujiwara family, with two ashigaru guarding it, and some farmers are clearing the discarded ears of rice and weeds in the field.

From time to time, the farmers who cleared the rice fields secretly dragged some grains that were still on the ears of rice into their pockets. After finishing the farm work in a field, their pockets also became bulging.

The ashigaru of the two guards seemed to have noticed these small movements, but they didn't respond.

Even if the ears of rice in this kind of field are recycled intentionally, less than [-]% of the rice can be recycled, and it is estimated that the cost will not be recovered, so these farmers are simply allowed to collect it themselves.

These farmers worked for a day, and Venerable Lianhua watched them all day.

When the sky was about to set, a group of women with bamboo baskets and headscarves began to appear near the farmland. Master Lianhua thought that these people were the family members of the farmers in the field, so he didn't pay much attention.

Until it got dark, the place was almost cleaned up. The two ashigaru began to gather the farmers together, and said cursingly: "Our owner is kind-hearted, and we will not investigate the matter of secretly hiding the ears of rice in his pocket, but Tomorrow when planting that kind of divine object 'potatoes', whoever dares to steal it will not be kicked."

"Don't take it easy. There was a person who stole more than a dozen potatoes before. He was caught and tied to a pillar in the city without eating or drinking for three days. Let's see how many people can survive." Another person echoed. .

These farmers all nodded and bowed their heads in thanks. The rice ears in their pockets were almost full. Even if they wanted to hide, they couldn't do it, so they could only bow incessantly.

The two ashigaru took the farmers away to give them today's grain.

As for coming not far from those peasant women, the two ashigaru didn't say much.

At this time, the peasant women started to act. They seemed to drag their families with them. Master Lianhua also saw some people carrying a baby on their backs and holding the disheveled children in their hands. They came to the farmland densely like locusts. .

"What is this for?" Master Lianhua decided to take a closer look. He originally thought that these people were the family members of farmers in the field, but found that they were not. They seemed to come to the field and bent down to pick something.

When Venerable Lianhua walked in to take a look, he found that they were bending over and picking up rice one after another on the ground.

The rice on the ground, either buried in the soil or still growing on the stalks, was like gold to them at this moment. They lowered their heads and kept picking it up, for fear of missing what they had passed. Any paddy at any place.

At this moment, even Master Lianhua, who had been enjoying asceticism for half a month, let out a long sigh.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that such a situation would happen in Kyoto, which was once the ancient capital city in the Heian period.

This kind of rice, even if you swallow it in one bite, you may eat hundreds or even thousands of grains, but each of these grains is picked up by bending down on the ground at one time.

He saw a peasant woman whose turban had completely turned khaki, because beside her were two thin children under ten years old who were also picking rice ears with the peasant woman.

Master Lianhua stepped forward and began to ask, "My dear fellow, can you get enough to eat like this?"

The peasant woman saw Master Lianhua dressed as a monk, hurriedly put a handful of rice with soil in her hand into the cloth pocket, and said: "Master, we don't want to eat, we just want to be able to go home Just cook a pot of porridge."

"Then won't the Fujiwara family stop such actions?" Master Lianhua asked doubts in his heart.

"No, no, the rice falling into the soil will affect the next year's planting. The Fujiwara family also let us pick it up. As long as it is not the kind of field where things like soil balls are planted, we will pick up a few. all over the place."

"How much can you pick up that day?"

"If there are more, there can be three or four, and when there are few, there are about one or two, so that Taro Erlang can eat more." The old woman looked at the two children beside her.

"Then, how old are you now?"

"Six out of twenty."

Master Lianhua was silent. He always thought that the wrinkled face in front of him, the old woman with dark brown skin seemed to be wrinkled, would be nearly 40 years old.

However, he learned that such a person is only 26 years old...

"Then let me help you..." Master Lianhua also started to pick up ears in the field, his appearance as a monk seemed out of place with the disheveled people present.

People left one after another until the sun went down completely and everything was almost invisible as far as the eye could see.

According to their complaints, they can still come and pick it up for an hour tomorrow morning before dawn.

"Brother Lianhua, the army of the Genji shogunate in the capital of the gods has already pressed in, and we have to go back to the temple to discuss what to do." At this time, another monk seemed to come to find Master Lianhua specially, and said.

And looking at the backs of those who left, Master Lianhua slowly came back to his senses, and said: "Brother Lianzhong, how do you think we should stand in line this time? Should we continue to help the Fujiwara family? Or should we continue to help the Fujiwara family? Ignore the strife between nobles?"

"Young monk, do you think it's okay to ignore it?"

"How many people will die? Just those peasant women who left, how many will they survive in this war?" Master Lianhua looked at the back of the hunched back and asked.

"Half of it..."

"Then help the Fujiwara family, I want to see the world that the master has depicted, a world where everyone can live..." he murmured as he looked at the setting sun that was setting near the mountains.

Chapter 190 Three: Make Him Come and Never Come Back

These days, Li Wei has gradually become busy.

As the information from the ninjas was handed over to him, Li Wei knew that a group of ninjas from the shogunate had lurked into the capital, but he couldn't catch the traces of those people at all.

He never imagined that a monster would help him clean up the shogunate ninjas in Kyoto, and in this way, he could pass all kinds of false information to the Genji shogunate.

But at this time, all the ninjas of the Fujiwara family's first team were equipped with revolvers, and they still practiced what they called firecrackers.

In Li Wei's preparations, the city walls of Kyoto began to be covered with a large number of rolling logs, stones and kerosene, and there were special places for guns to shoot.

As time progressed, Kyoto, which had just had some commercial recovery, once again fell into the shadow of war.

It can be seen from the slow rise in food prices again.

At this time, Li Wei saw the information sent by the ninja, and the Genji army began to set up camp [-] kilometers outside the capital, and seemed to start contacting other daimyo's troops to encircle and suppress Kyoto.

"It's coming..." Li Wei looked at the picture of Genji's army camp drawn by the ninja. They didn't gather together, but scattered and camped around, but overall they were still in the pattern of a long snake.

Even if Li Wei wanted to sneak attack on the grain and grass, the Genji army did not join forces, and scattered the grain and grass in five or six places, and there may even be more unexplored places that also have grain and grass.

His fire attack can only be used once, if the first time does not achieve decisive results, then the enemy will be more difficult to deal with afterward.

Seeing the actions of Genji's army, Li Wei could clearly see some of the tactics he was familiar with in his previous life.

Whenever this time, he would sigh, what kind of books did Xu Fu bring with him when he came here? This familiar formation method is very similar to the formation in the Three Kingdoms era.

Most of the art of war in the Three Kingdoms era originated from the Warring States Period and came down in one continuous line.

"Pass my order, and the samurai began to enter the highest level of combat readiness. With the first samurai of the Zeng Fujiwara family as the team leader, and two newly recruited samurai, they fought in a team of three and garrisoned the city wall at all times." Li Wei began to order to the ninja who passed the order.

These days, Eva's production line is fully fired, and dozens of firearms have been manufactured, but these weapons can only be used as inventory temporarily. He does not plan to popularize firearms to the group of warriors he just recruited. The grenade exploded in its nest.

On the other hand, the old artillery has also produced the most primitive version.

Originally, the normal development of science and technology line is to have guns first and then guns, but Kyoto has its own national conditions here, and the metal production and metal veins in Kyoto are very poor.

Therefore, under Eva's analysis, it is better to produce guns and grenades first. Where these weapons can be made of wood, metal is absolutely not used.

Wait for the guns and grenades to gradually become saturated, and then consider the extremely scrap metal cannons.

After all, the cannons that fired solid shells were more used for siege and deterrence, as well as to disturb livestock such as horses. Few people were killed by solid shells on the real battlefield.

In this island country, the number of horses is extremely scarce.

Even in the Genji shogunate, it is estimated that there are only a hundred cavalry troops in the entire shogunate. More often than not, the role of the cavalry is to assist in harassment. From the swordsman to the lower-level samurai, they all fight on foot.

It is impossible to have a scene like the white horse justice he knew in his previous life, or the heavy cavalry charge in Europe and Rome.

Just as Li Wei was thinking about countermeasures, another piece of information came from the ninja.

"My lords, Venerable Master Lianhua of the Huajing Academy and all the monks are asking to see you."

"Let them in." Li Wei was a little surprised at this moment. Reasonably, these temple family members should be wise and safe at this time. After all, this is a battle between nobles, not a battle with demons.

A group of monks walked into the Fujiwara Mansion, divided into two groups and came to salute in front of Li Wei.

Li Wei looked at Master Lianhua. At this time, Master Lianhua had a dark face with a weather-beaten face.

"My lord, the monk and the others have decided to swear allegiance to you, and are willing to become the vassals of the Fujiwara clan." Master Lianhua said straight to the point.