Yang Yi took a hot spring bath beautifully, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw the fine snow like dust in the cold night, and the north wind blew and melted together again.

The tall trees on both sides of the roof ridge were also dyed white, and the quiet garden and the snow scene were perfectly blended together, with a unique sense of beauty, Yang Yi couldn't help but stand under the eaves and enjoy it for a while.

Japanese architecture incorporates many Chinese elements, but it is unique, although it is not as atmospheric and open as Chinese architecture, but it pays more attention to the concept of conforming to nature and harmonizing with nature.

In the eyes of the Japanese, buildings are also part of nature's life or natural scenery.

Many of their shrines, including them, do not rise above anything else, dominate and overwhelm the surrounding nature, as Western Gothic architecture does, and lack the nature of independence and autonomy in opposition to nature.

On the other hand, most of the temples and houses in Japan are hidden in the surrounding woods, blending in with the surrounding environment, and appear delicate and delicate, but with the eternal youthful vitality of the plants and trees, they confirm and support the vitality contained in the weakness.

For example, the courtyard of the Fujiwara House does not have a strict boundary between the interior and exterior space, and the sliding doors connect the indoor and outdoor spaces, so that you can directly enjoy the scenery behind the house from the front of the house.

The rooms in the room are separated by shoguns, tents and screens. And the screens are painted with beautiful paintings.

Outside, a wide corridor is built along the perimeter of the house, called a corridor.

The verandah can be seen as the exterior of the house, but when the sliding door is open, it can be seen as part of the room. The room is integrated with the rockery, pond, woods, and flowers in the courtyard.

Although it is not as delicate and elegant as the Jiangnan garden, it has more simplicity and nature, and this kind of building is extremely quiet and pleasant on such a snowy night.

Qing Niang's room was faintly lit, quietly, Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh secretly, this girl is not saved, and she values books more than life.

According to Yang Yi's meaning, the rare books collected were directly loaded and pulled back on the ship, and he was polite to Little Japan.

It's just that Qing Niang has some academic borderless thoughts, and Yang Yi is not good at brushing her mind, so she has to let her; I hope that little Japan will remember the kindness and kindness of this girl for generations to come!

Yang Yi returned to his room, as soon as the door was opened, he could feel the warmth of Rongrong coming out, and there were many palace lamps hanging in the room, which seemed to be bright; Lingzi and Zhenzi knelt by the door, and as soon as Yang Yi entered the door, the sisters immediately bowed down, and then helped him take off his shoes.

Sakurako and Sadako came up to help him take off his heavy coat, fold it carefully, and put it in a gilded chest next to the couch.

Now there are hundreds of beauties in the courtyard, but these four most noble and beautiful women have been kept by Yang Yi as maids, they are more literate in all aspects, and they can all speak Chinese, so it is more convenient to order things.

On the stove under the screen, warm with the Shaoxing daughter red brought by Lin Ruhai, if there is no wine in the room, Yang Yi lay down on the soft giant couch and stretched his waist gently.

Sakurako knelt down on the bed and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to find someone else to wait for you tonight?" ”

It's not that Yang Yi likes people to kneel, it's like this at home, there are few chairs in the room, and even eating is kneeling and sitting.

Yang Yi lay leisurely, without raising his eyelids, and stretched out a few fingers from his right palm.

How can we slack off in the great cause of "developing a small Japan"?

"Hey!"

Sakura retreated lightly, and brought in four well-dressed girls, the so-called dress, is just to put some thought into the dress and headdress, who dares to apply powder again, will definitely be kicked out directly by Yang Yi, it is too scary.

The four girls are all beautiful, but Yang Yi is now suffering from aesthetic fatigue, and no matter how beautiful she is, she will no longer feel amazing.

They are still a little apprehensive and at a loss, it doesn't matter, there are Sakura and Lingzi to guide them, and Yang Yi doesn't have to worry about everything.

Lingzi blows eight feet, Zhenzi strokes the qin, Yang Yi lies comfortably in the pile of four new beauties, tasting wine while watching Sakura dance.

Eight feet is a kind of flute, which was introduced to Japan from China during the Sui and Tang dynasties, along with the qin and zheng, but the eight feet are blown vertically, some like a flute, and it is named because of its length of one foot and eight inches.

Sakurako dances Noh, a Japanese dance with deep religious connotations, and its biggest feature is its slow movements, which rival Chinese Kunqu Opera.

It is said that when performing Noh, the entrance is locked to prevent the audience from getting impatient and leaving their seats.

In this quiet snowy night, a pot of mellow daughter red, lying on the lap of the beauty, watching this gentle dance, is quite appropriate, can make people's mood become calm and neutral, free and comfortable.

Sakurako's bewitching face and slender figure, when dancing this dance, it gives people a soft and boneless feeling everywhere, like a vine, stretching slowly and softly in the spring breeze, with a unique charm.

Sakura's dance took a pillar of incense to finish, but in fact, the movements are not complicated, and the most important thing is to be slow; Yang Yi had already measured the hips of a girl on the left, and began to measure the bust of another girl on the right, and Sakurako's dancing arms had not yet stretched from her waist to the top of her head.

After Sakurako finished a dance, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, she was not tired at all, Yang Yi patted the position next to her and asked her to sit over, and then handed her the wine glass.

Sakurako didn't expect him to personally hand out wine to her thirst, and she seemed overwhelmed.

"Drink, don't be too restrained, I'm not a tiger, don't be afraid."

Aren't you a tiger in bed? Sakurako dared to think about it, where did she dare to refute him, and only after thanking him did she take the wine and drink it.

Yang Yi said to Sadako with satisfaction: "The day before yesterday, I heard you sing a song in the courtyard, and it was quite tactful, so I will let you sing a song to listen to it." ”

Fujiwara Sadako didn't dare to disobey, so she responded lightly, sat down in front of the piano by herself, and sang softly while flicking the strings:

Walking out of Tianerpu, the silver light is clear and the sky is blue.

Fuji Kaolin Mountain, the snow is misty.

Sadako's singing voice is sung in Chinese, and Qingyue is tactful, which sounds quite interesting. Waka is a form of Japanese poetry, derived from Tang poetry, but like Song poetry, it is sung with music.

Because Japan originally did not have its own written language, most waka songs are currently written in kanji, and Sadako sings them in Chinese, which sounds more like Tang poems.

Chinese culture has nourished Japan, and now it's time for little Japan to reciprocate, and Yang Yi is more comfortable with what he has done.

When the wine was slightly drunk, he only had to move his hands to instruct, and Lingzi and Zhenzi naturally knew what to do, first stripped off their clothes, and then helped the four beautiful girls to shed their already messy costumes.

The four jade bodies exuding the fragrance of virginity are as white as porcelain, soft as pigeons, pink arms, fragrant shoulders and collarbones, and they are pitiful everywhere.

It's a pity that Lord Yang Dadao has now forgotten how to write the words "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", and only the various moves recorded in "Cave Strings" are left in his mind.

In the midst of a burst of singing and crying, the lord of Yang Dadao attacked the city and plundered the land, and worked hard for the great cause of "developing Little Japan".

He has also practiced the art of swallowing for several years, and with the assistance of these treasures, he knows how to retreat and lock the essence, and the four girls who have just experienced personnel will be unbearable in a few days, and finally have to seek in the two sisters of Lingzi and Zhenzi, and he will rest satisfied.

The night has been three watches, the snow outside is silent, silent, Yang Yi turned over the reclamation, lying in a pile of powder arms, just about to fall asleep, there was a sudden sound outside the door, as light as a cat landing; If it weren't for the Qingyun Old Dao's spitting technique, Yang Yi's six senses were much sharper than ordinary people, and it would be impossible to notice such a slight sound.

Immediately after that, there was a soft sound from the back window, like snow blown down by the night wind.

Yang Yi understands that this is definitely not Wang Yong's guards patrolling, when he turns the phoenix upside down at night and kills the Quartet, Wang Yong and they will avoid it from afar, first, they can't bear the torture of women chanting and singing in a low voice; The second is that he doesn't want to disturb his good deeds, now that the night song has just ended, Wang Yong and they can't come back so quickly.

Yang Yi came to Japan, washed Heiankyo in blood, threw Emperor Shirakawa off the throne, killed Fujiwara Shishi and Emperor Wei Vice Horikawa in the Taiji Palace, plundered all the gold and silver that could be found, and wantonly ravaged princesses, concubines, official wives and eunuchs; All these actions will inevitably arouse the bitter hatred of Little Japan, just as the Chinese in later generations will hate Little Japan.

I wonder how many people want to eat his flesh, drink his blood, skin him, and draw his tendons.

Now, it's probably time to turn hatred into action.

There is still a palace lamp left in the room that has not been extinguished, and the palace lamp is pasted with a thin piece of red paper, emitting a soft and warm light, although it is not very clear, but it is not a problem to see people clearly.

Yang Yi tried his best to breathe as smoothly as possible, pretending to be mature and asleep, but his eyes were half-squinted, and his afterglow scanned the location of the doors and windows.

Soon, the doors and windows opened slowly and silently, and two people dressed in black clothes and black pants, with their heads and faces wrapped in black cloth, flashed into the room from the left and right directions; They moved quickly and lightly, without a sound, like ghosts, and even the katana in their hands was probably painted black, not reflecting a single light.

On the huge bed, in addition to Yang Yi, there were eight women, and he was lying among the eight women, and the masked face couldn't reach him from under the bed.

In order not to wake up the woman on the bed, two masked men approached one after the other!

Wow!

Just as the masked man approached, Yang Yi suddenly lifted the futon and covered the masked man who was approaching in the direction of his head; At the same time, the body slid down and kicked out with his right foot.

With a thud, he kicked the masked man in the crotch at the end of the bed.

The man was kicked upside down and flew out and slammed into the screen with a thud.

The eight startled women on the couch let out bursts of screams, ignoring the nakedness of their bodies, and dodging in panic, Yang Dadao Lord was also naked, but this did not affect his agile movements at all; The masked man at the head of the bed had just lifted the futon covering his body, and Yang Yi had already jumped up, and his legs were fiercely touching the other party's crotch.

This is how he used to be in the military school, there is no difference between losing and not losing moves, and he only seeks to solve the enemy in a simple and rapid way.

With a terrible howl, the masked man at the head of the bed fell to the ground and rolled with his hands on his crotch; Yang Yi turned around and saw that the first masked man who was kicked by him had come out of the window, although the figure was a little staggering, it was still extremely agile, and disappeared into the dark night outside the window in a few flashes.

He's too mother's alert, and he retreats immediately if he misses a blow, this is not weakness, this kind of person is even more terrifying.

At this time, there were bursts of footsteps outside the room, Yang Yi knew that it was Wang Yong and they had arrived, so he quickly put on his clothes, and at the same time shouted to the eight women who were in a mess: "Hurry up and put on your clothes!" ”

"There's one in the room, and the other one has escaped to the back window, chase after it!"

Seeing that the masked man at the head of the bed was silent, Yang Yi expected that he had fainted, he opened the door and hurriedly ordered Wang Yong to rush to them, and he strode towards Qing Niang's side.

Assassins sent by someone can be let go for the time being; But Qing Niang must not have anything to do.

(To be continued)