It has been ten months since returning to Hecheng, the weather is getting colder, and it has rained for several days in a row, and in the middle of the first month of the twenty-third year of astronomical time, the world has been floating with snowflakes, and at midnight the snowflakes have become goose feather snow, and the world has suddenly become white. In the ice and snow, the reckless mountains are like ice dragons covered with jade, standing majestically in the wind and snow. Back in Hecheng, instead of decreasing, the government affairs of Zhengheng have increased a lot, some accumulated official documents need to be processed, and more of them have come to report on their recent work.

Zhengheng became the head of the family for a day, although the advantages of being a traverser are becoming less and less, but when dealing with the side of the text, he will always use some clever methods in the future, and after half a month, he has experienced the heavy government affairs of dealing with day and night, and finally has no place to deal with trivial chores.

Suddenly, the trivial government affairs finally came to an end, and Zheng Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not in such a hurry to go to the backyard to care for his wives and concubines as usual, sitting alone on a futon, wearing cotton gloves and holding a copy of "Wei Wu's Note on the Grandson".

The Japanese worship "The Art of War" has always been a secret book of the court and the samurai, and it was only slightly circulated in the Warring States Period when the system collapsed, but it was still in the hands of a few samurai, and the famous ones who gained great fame in the Warring States Period were all samurai who studied the "Art of War".

Zhengheng was born in a small wealthy family in this life, became a monk when he was young, was familiar with Buddhist books, and relied on the knowledge obtained from the Internet in his previous life for the art of war, and learned to apply it in war and dealing with things.

Zheng Heng often thinks that if he could have taken everything so seriously in his previous life, he is afraid that he will not be so confused. I guess I can make a career, too. It's a pity, Zhengheng sighed softly, in an era when there is no TV and computer, and there are constant wars, such an idea can only be regarded as an unrealistic delusion, even if you want to really calm down and make an article, it is difficult to achieve.

The study was quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear the rustling of snowflakes as they fell on the ridges. The two large copper basins in the corner of the house were burning vigorously, and the charcoal fire shone crimson from the cracks in the black charcoal covered with the fire, and from time to time a few dazzling sparks exploded with a few crisp beeps, flickering, drifting, and quietly extinguishing in the warm air, as if they had never appeared.

Listen to the sound of snowflakes falling outside. Looking at the snowy scene outside the window, Zheng Heng's "Wei Wu Note on Sun Tzu" was placed on the bookcase, and slowly fell into contemplation.

Sitting on Kibi Shikoku, which is equivalent to a prefecture-level city in the previous life, he is now equivalent to the mayor and secretary of the municipal party committee in the previous life, and it cannot be said that his power is much greater than that of the mayor and the secretary of the municipal party committee combined. The constraints are much smaller, and the greater the power also means the greater the responsibility.

It is indeed not an easy task for the four countries that nominally sit on Kibi to become like an arm, there are still many areas to learn and improve in political balances, and it is not easy to stabilize the chaotic political situation, and they have to worry about everything about clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and of course, the most important thing is the two things of guns and military rations.

Whoever masters the gun will be able to claim the king and hegemon, and he will be able to prevent the generals under his command from being subordinated. Familiar with history, but all the poor worms who succeed in being defeated are first empty of power and lose the barrel of the gun, and then they can seize the foundation.

If you want to control the barrel of the gun, you need to ensure it from all aspects, and the most important thing is to give this army a continuous sense of honor and a continuous supply of money and food. Only by constantly gaining honors and rewarding and punishing crimes can the army be convinced of him.

In order to keep this army, which was created by Zhengheng from beginning to end, in the hands of Zhengheng, he used a whole set of brutal but effective systems to control it. The four-color flag system, which seems absurd, is actually very effective, the banner owners of the four-color flag are all political balances, and each flag has four to five generals who are not subordinate to each other, plus more than ten people who can directly report to the political balance to supervise the army and manage logistics, as well as dozens of ashigaru generals who are directly promoted by the political balance from the micro end.

He is only nineteen years old, and he has decades to perfect the system in good health and without accidents, and now he is most worried about the situation of money and food, to be precise, the threat from the sea.

On the 6th road, there are no enemies around Date Ling who can pose a threat to him, and Izumo's Niko is making trouble to the death, but Ma Inha's Yamana Yutoyo is entangled in Takeda Kunishin, Harima is sandwiched between Date and Miyoshi, and Aki is not the Aki country of the previous year, as for Ouchi Yoshicho, and Ōuchi Yoshitaka of Kyushu is contained. Now the Date family only has a short board by sea, and the grudge with Mishima Murakami has long been inseparable, Noshima Murakami's backbone to the peak was interrupted by the political balance, and the loss of the port city on the 6th place, the grudge is very deep, because the island Murakami stood on the Maori side in the First World War of Bigo and almost lost all the interests of Bigo after the war, although there is no direct conflict of interest in the island Murakami, but the principle of the Murakami clan to dominate the Seto Inland Sea is to unite externally regardless of the internal contradictions.

The opening of the port in Ako Prefecture and the construction of ships are not an overnight thing, even if a ship is built, it also needs a navy to operate the ship, and there is no shortage of sailors at the sea, but there is a lack of generals with real skills, and if you want to face off with Mishima Murakami, who is familiar with the situation of the Seto Inland Sea, it is difficult to succeed in a short period of time, and the only way to do it is to go straight to Huanglong.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Zhengheng couldn't help but sigh, how easy it is to go straight to Huanglong's surprise attack on Mishima Murakami, and the success that day depended on surprise, how many pairs of eyes are staring at him now.

Collecting his mind from the snowflakes sprinkled on the eaves, Zhengheng picked up "Wei Wu's Note on Sun Tzu" again, wanting to get a glimmer of opportunity from the book.

Sukegoro Tsuda, who was a year old, quietly came to the front of the house, shook off the snowflakes that fell on his clothes, gently slammed the wooden door several times, and said, "Your Highness, Mrs. Uyama's mother has already lived in the Uyama Palace. "A few days ago, Uyama Hisashi asked his wife to come to Tsurujo on the grounds that he was thinking about his daughter, and of course Masahiro knew that Niko Haruma did not have an advantage in Izumo now, so he thought that Mrs. Uyama would reach a certain understanding with the Date family for Wedge, at least to solve the problem of a group of captives.

Hearing Mrs. Yushan's name, Zhengheng's expression was a little indifferent, he didn't have any feelings for this woman from the beginning, not to mention that he was not blind and deaf, in the days when he was out on the expedition, all the things that were born in Hecheng had her figure.

Zhengheng said indifferently: "Got it! After a pause, he continued: "Sugoro, your father hasn't been here for two months, send him a letter, and ask him to recruit a group of people to build a castle in Kinai, and I will build a new city this year." ”

Tsuda Sukegoro was slightly pleased to hear this, and he knew that this might be an opportunity for Tennoji House to get out of the predicament, due to the turmoil in the Seto Inland Sea, the merchants of Sakai Town were severely hit, and many merchants were unable to sustain, even the wealthy Tennoji House was also affected.

The castle was not built overnight, and it was not enough to build up the stones, and there was a lot of follow-up work, which was a rare opportunity for Tennoji House, not to mention that the current Date family was far from comparable to that day.

Sukegoro Tsuda retreated, and soon the Kusama Shibei came to the front of the house and reported: "Your Highness, just now Nobuhiro Nikaido personally went to visit the mansion where the old lady Uyama stayed with him, and wandered around the mansion, but did not get a response, and returned. ”

Zhengheng snorted coldly, and after thinking about it, Nobuhiro Nikaido is also a very old and spicy person, he can make such an obvious mistake, he will not know how many pairs of eyes are staring at the place where Old Lady Yushan stays, and he will go there in person, which makes him feel even more strange.

Mrs. Uyama is full of tricks in Tsuru Castle, and it is the uncle and nephew of Nobuhiro Nikaido who jump up and down outside Tsuru Castle, and when everyone else is silent, they are extremely active, and they only died down after the news of successive victories came.

Zheng Heng is a nostalgic person, and after returning to the city, he did not deal with them immediately, but completely marginalized. He said plainly: "Got it!" ”

He sat down at the table, closed his eyes, lost in thought, and soon opened his eyes, and when he was interrupted, he was in turmoil! He tapped lightly on the bookcase, and then commanded the attendant who came in, "Let Ueno Masa come here!" ”

Soon, Ueno Masaga came to the Nikaido Mansion with the edict of Mashiro, knocked on the door, walked in, gave him a short knife handed over by Mashiro, said nothing, answered nothing, and then withdrew and waited outside the house.

Nobuhiro Nikaido went to see the old lady Uyama was the way to die, and he knew that only by his own death could he save the life of his nephew Sajiro, "It's all over." He slowly stood up and calmly rolled up the two layers of mats on the tatami mats.

Then, he took off the short knife sent by Zhengheng, sat at the table, slowly looked around, he sighed softly, picked up the knife, and wiped the tip of the knife with paper, "I regret not being at the beginning!" He muttered, closing his eyes. Nobuhiro Nikaido sharply aimed the tip of his knife at his abdomen.

The body swooped down, blood gushing out.

Ueno Masaga returned to Masahiro with the bloody short knife, and Masahiro ordered sadly: "Forget it, Sajiro will let him return to his hometown to farm!" After a pause, he ordered someone to inform Noyama Masashi and others of the news.

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