At eight o'clock in the evening, the palace was already quiet, with occasional insects chirping and occasional wind moaning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But it belongs to the dormitory, only quiet. Especially after Zhu Cihong said this, he fell into a slight and extraordinarily long silence.

"Your Majesty should understand that I have no choice." Xingzi showed a wry smile that was endearing.

"So, I'm giving you a choice now. Leave you a bed for your father. But I'm not going to touch you. Zhu Cihong said that, and washed himself.

Xingzi was stunned, just watching Zhu Cihong gradually move away, and in his heart, something suddenly dissolved.

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After saying goodbye to Xingzi, Zhu Cihong washed and bathed by himself, ready to rest.

It's a pity that in the dormitory, no one shares his mood with Zhu Cihong.

That's right, Zhu Cihong is not a person who likes political marriages. At the beginning of North Korea, Lee Yoona's beauty plan did not take effect. When he arrived in Japan, although Xingzi was the emperor and had a first-class appearance, it was also not what Zhu Cihong wanted to accept.

Deep down, Zhu Cihong is still a proud person.

Zhu Cihong, who came from later generations, like most people in later generations, did not like such a blind date. Of course, in this era, Zhu Cihong met a much more unusual blind date. If you don't go on a blind date, that's called sending relatives. As long as Zhu Cihong nods, the beautiful girl can obediently go into her arms and let Zhu Cihong do whatever she wants.

But perhaps it was this that made Zhu Cihong lose interest.

People, I'm a little tsundere at heart.

You sent it over obediently, but I was not interested in it. But the people ran away, but they gave birth to the desire to win.

Asking for a physical body is too easy for Zhu Cihong. It's easy to get Zhu Cihong, and it's very simple to lose interest.

If he really wants to engage in a political marriage, Zhu Cihong really doesn't want to be surrounded by a person with different hearts.

That's right, Zhu Cihong has a higher spiritual pursuit.

Of course, aside from these, Zhu Cihong really looks down on Zhengren. The emperor who sold his son was reasonable, but selling his daughter's body, Zhu Cihong was really a little unsightly. If he was so easily tempted, he seemed to have become an accomplice to the sale of his daughter, which made him unbearable in his heart.

In addition to these, there is naturally Zhu Cihong's sugar-coated eating and cannonballs being returned.

Zhu Cihong wanted to know what Zhengren would do.

The other party's move is about to be known, but Tokugawa Yoshiti has sold what gourd to the end, but Zhu Cihong is at a loss.

If it is simply a political marriage, it does not seem to be beneficial to Tokugawa Yoshinao.

After all, Koko's mother, Kazuko Tokugawa, was a sibling with Tokugawa Iemitsu, and the relationship was much closer. In other words, if the real emperor and Zhu Cihong marry, in addition to the emperor, there will be Tokugawa Iemitsu who will benefit.

After all, compared to Tokugawa Yoshinao, Tokugawa Iemitsu's relationship is obviously closer to Xingzi.

There is no beauty plan, so naturally Zhu Cihong still wants to keep this foreshadowing and wait for the opponent to make a move.

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Zhu Cihong slept well in Kyoto, but in a small village not far from Kyoto, which is famous as Hengqin, there was already chaos.

Yagyu Shibeizo, who received the order of the shogun, was busy with his work.

The reason is very simple, a Japanese doctor named Yamashita Shoichi left the shogunate and his whereabouts are unknown.

Forty-year-old Yagyu Jubei had just received 8,300 kokuroku from the shogunate. This is the treatment that Yagyu received from the shogunate before.

Before his death, Yagyu repeatedly demanded that all of his money be returned to the shogunate, which attracted the admiration of countless samurai. It's a festival of high winds.

Of course, Tokugawa Iemitsu was by no means stingy, and he gave Yagyu Munezitsu to several of his sons, the main of which was naturally given to Yagyu Shibei, who had served as a guard for Tokugawa Iemitsu.

As Japan's most famous swordsman, this forty-year-old middle-aged man arrived in the small mountain village of the famous Yokoto, just outside the city of Kyoto.

In front of him, unexpectedly stood Tokugawa Yoribo.

"Ten Guards and Three Strict...... I didn't expect you to move so fast, and you rushed over. Looking at the appearance of Yagyu Shibei, Tokugawa Yoribo sighed very emotionally.

At this moment, countless samurai surrounded the small mountain village. The villagers shivered, and a thin man worshipped the gods and Buddhas as if he had seen the end of the world, praying that he could escape.

It's just that to the west of the small mountain village, there are the samurai of the Yagyu Jubei. To the east, there are the samurai of Tokugawa Yoribo.

The two teams of samurai surrounded each other and confronted each other, so that both sides did not dare to move easily, and the situation was deadlocked.

So, Yagyu Jubei stood in front of Tokugawa Yoribo, and after a long salute, there was a long silence.

The most legendary swordsman in Japanese history did not have the one-eyed depiction of later generations, but both eyes were even more blazing. A body of martial arts is hidden in his hands, and he looks like a cheetah all over his body, ready to shoot at any time, hiding a must-kill stunt, which makes people dare not look forward to it and can't help but be afraid.

"It's worthy of Yanagi Sango, your father, your grandfather, are all first-class swordsmen in Japan. See you again today, still the same sharp. I just don't know, face me...... Will you draw your sword too? "Don't mind Yagyu Jubei's silence," Tokugawa Yoribo added.

"Lord Laifang...... Please don't persecute the Ten Guards. You know, I didn't mean to be offended. Yagyu Shibei finally spoke.

"Alas, but do you know my painstaking efforts?" Tokugawa Yoribo's tone softened: "Your family is obedient to that person's words, and any orders are carried out without discount. But...... You have to think about yourself in everything. If you can trust my reputation as Tokugawa Yoribo, be sure to listen to me. Leave, this person today, you can't take away. If you let it take away...... Trust me, you're going to die at the hands of the people you trust the most. Tokugawa Yoshinao's tone was sincere.

"I believe in the reputation of Lord Laifang." Yagyu Shibei's voice was low.

Hearing this, Tokugawa Yoribo's heart sank: "The last tengu...... Is it going to fall here? Ten guards and three strict! Take him and you will die. You're going to die at that man's hands! Maybe...... I didn't come, you still have a chance to live. But since I'm here, why are you wading into this troubled water? ”

"The general's order, I must carry it out." Yanagi Shibei Sanyan sighed lightly: "No matter what, please don't obstruct Shibei anymore." ”

"You...... Will you draw your sword from me? Tokugawa Yoribo's eyes burned.

Looking at Tokugawa Yoribo's gaze, Yagyu Shibei smiled bitterly: "Why bother Shibei? ”

Speaking......

Yanagi Shibei held the hilt of his sword and stepped forward step by step, looking at Tokugawa Yoribo with resolute eyes.