At the end of every year, a review meeting is held at the Imagawa family, and all samurai of the rank of Shogun and above must be present, and this year is naturally the same. At this time last year, Imagawa Ujiteru was still sitting in the main seat, and Imagawa Yoshimoto was still at Zentokuji Temple.
Playing in the snow. The seat is still the same, but things have changed and Ryumaru is now pinned to Imagawa Yoshimoto's waist.
Also changed were Sekiguchi's seats.
The Sekiguchi clan served the Imagawa clan, and they have been following the Imagawa clan since the founding of the first generation. The previous head, Sekiguchi clan, was also a veteran who served the Imagawa clan for three generations, but he died fighting in the Yuigai battle. Sekiguchi clan clan did not survive.
Instead of having a biological heir, he adopted the second son of Sena Ujisada, Sena Ujihiro, and changed his name to Sekiguchi Ujihiro (historically the biological father of Tokugawa Ieyasu Masaashi's wife, Tsukamaden) to inherit the Sekiguchi family.
Sena Ujisada worked diligently as always. Even for the banquet after the year-end evaluation meeting, she arrived early, took unfinished official documents, and read at the desk. The banquet was originally at night, the lights were dim, and Sena Ujisada's presbyopia was even worse.
I couldn't see clearly and almost pressed my face to the table.
An oil lamp was placed on the table, and the words on the official document suddenly became bright. Sena Shizada raised his head and found that Imagawa Yoshimoto had arrived in the hall at some time, and behind him was the newly appointed family governor, Sekiguchi Shiro.
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"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Sena Shisada still thanked him politely and thoughtfully.
"Father, your eyes are already like this, so don't see anything when it's dark." Hiroshi Sekiguchi couldn't bear Sena Shisada's hard work, so he advised him in a low voice.
"I am no longer your father. You are now the son of the Sekiguchi Criminal Division. The governor of the Sekiguchi family must be equal to me. How can you insult the Sekiguchi family's family status?" After hearing his son's concern, Sena Shisada
But he was furious, slammed the pen on the desk, and scolded Sekiguchi Shihiro, "How many times have I told you and you still can't remember? Do you have to make a fool of yourself in front of His Majesty the House Governor?"
"Yes! Your Highness Sena Mutsu!" Shihiro Sekiguchi's face turned pale and he immediately changed his title.
Imagawa Yoshimoto looked at Sena Ujisada who was as stern as usual, smiled helplessly, and then asked: "Mutsu Mamoru, how is your son doing recently?"
"I have severed contact with Nizi, and the Sena family has also drawn a clear line with him. How can I communicate privately with a sinner who was exiled by the master's family for his mistakes?" Sena Shisada heard that Imagawa Yoshimoto mentioned Sena Ujitoshi, and immediately
Righteous way.
"No, no, Mutsu Mamoru, that's not what I meant." Imagawa Yoshimoto waved his hands repeatedly, and then whispered very sincerely, "I just wanted to ask Sena how he is doing recently. You also know that he is taking the blame for me.
He was just exiled."
"I'd rather bother Your Highness to worry about Inuko..." Sena Shisada sighed after hearing this, "But in order to avoid suspicion, the Sena family has indeed stopped contacting him. I only know that he seems to have opened a house in the castle town of Imagawakan.
Let’s make a living by settling accounts.”
"Settling accounts?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was stunned, "Sena?"
"Inuko has been good at arithmetic since he was a child, so he has some experience. It shouldn't be difficult to make a living by doing crafts." Sena Shizada recalled what Sena Shitoshi looked like when he was a child, and his face became slightly warmer.
Imagawa Yoshimoto was not interested in the cocktail party in the evening. Compared to the cocktail party, he obviously preferred the elegant tea party. The Imagawa family has had tea lovers for generations. The ministers exchanged tea ceremony and Japanese song customs, and they often held tea parties, but they usually held tea parties at the end of the year.
It ended with a cocktail party to make these warriors happy.
Unlike Imagawa Yoshimoto, Taiyuan Xuezhai ate and drank to his heart's content. He ate big mouthfuls of meat and drank big bowls of wine, just like a mountain bandit. When his hands were dirty, he just wiped them on his cassock casually, leaving oil stains all over his snow-white cassock——
Just looking at Imagawa Yoshimoto already caused discomfort.
Asahina Yasuno was even more happy. This kind of opportunity to drink wantonly was perfect for an alcoholic. He held the wine glass, followed by Asahina Yasucho, Asahina Taichi, and Asahina Chitoku, who helped him hold the wine flask, as if he wanted to
Everyone in the audience wanted to respect him in turn. However, while he was doing so, an accident suddenly happened.
"Bizhongshou, what do you mean?"
The dull voice of Okabe Chitsuna sounded loudly, which shocked everyone at the banquet. They turned their attention to the location of Okabe Chitsuna and Asahina Taino, the two important ministers of the Imagawa family. Many generations ago
, the Asahina family and the Okabe family have never been against each other, competing for the position of the most important minister in the Imagawa family. The rift formed before naturally affects every generation of family heads. Although they still cooperate sincerely on the battlefield, but in the
On weekdays, there are constant conflicts, big and small.
"Hey, Sakyou Susumu, this is because you're not interested enough, right?" Asahina Yasukuni was so drunk that he wanted to propose a toast to Okabe Okabe with a red face, "I toast you because I think highly of you, but you only drink so little.
What does one mouthful mean? Are you looking down on me?"
"So that His Highness Bichu knows that my brother has never liked drinking, so please bear with me." Okabe Sadatsuna saw that the two of them seemed to be having a conflict, so why did he get up and try to put in good words to break up the fight, but Okabe kissed him
Tsuna pushed him back into his seat.
"Why are you talking about such friendly nonsense? You don't have to explain it to me, I just hate drinking! Drinking will ruin things! How can a samurai indulge in drunkenness? Others don't have this bad habit of Bei Chushu, and you still force others to imitate it?"
Okabe Okatsuna always spoke straightforwardly, but this time he was a little too straightforward. In front of the public, Asahina Yasuno, who couldn't get off the stage, instantly tensed up his veins and slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. Okabe Okatsuna was not willing to accept it.
Showing weakness, he threw his wine glass on the ground with his backhand.
Seeing that the situation was in danger of intensifying, everyone in the Asahina family and the Okabe family took the two heads of family away. The drunk Asahina Yasunou cursed a few times, and with Okabe's temper, naturally he also
He retorted unceremoniously. Taiyuan Xuezhai hurriedly came out to smooth things over and toasted with another round of wine before the atmosphere was restored.
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However, after the banquet, Imagawa Yoshimoto and Taiyuan Xuezhai talked about the matter, and the latter laughed instead.
"After Bichu Mamoru and Sakyo Susumu quarreled like that, old man, why are you still gloating about others' misfortune?" Imagawa Yoshimoto took out his folding fan and tapped his head gently.
"Isn't it bad that the two most important ministers in the family are the same?" Taiyuan Xuezhai replied matter-of-factly, and then patted Imagawa Yoshimoto on the shoulder, "Go and say hello to your father-in-law. It can also be regarded as a New Year's greeting."
"Why did you go to say hello to her?" Imagawa Yoshimoto replied angrily.
"You just secretly brought a few delicious snacks to your mother-in-law, right? Do you think I didn't see it?" Taiyuan Xuezhai bluntly exposed Imagawa Yoshimoto's little thoughts and looked at his apprentice's annoyance with satisfaction.
He turned his head and said, "Go ahead and reconcile with your father-in-law as soon as possible. She is also your mother after all, and..."
"And what?" Imagawa Yoshimoto didn't know why Taiyuan Xuezhai had something to say.
"It's okay, go quickly. If you're embarrassed, I will go with you as a teacher." Taiyuan Xuezhai pushed Imagawa Yoshimoto's back, and went with him to the house where Shouguini lived, and informed the maid A Chang that he wanted to see him.
Request. Soon the door opened. Shouguini, still wearing the same purple cassock, was sitting behind the desk. There was an oil lamp on the desk and several volumes of territorial tax documents were placed on the desk.
Imagawa Yoshimoto felt slightly distressed when he saw that his mother was still staying up late at work at such an old age. But for some reason, he couldn't take out the snacks he wanted to bring to Shouguini. He was still in a state of cold war.
Neither mother nor son is willing to speak first to give the other a step forward.
"If you have nothing to do, just go back." Shou Guini saw that Imagawa Yoshimoto didn't speak for a long time, lowered his eyes, and waved to see off the guest.
"Yutai Hall, Chengfang and the poor monk came to wish you a new year. It's just that Chengfang drank a little too much just now and couldn't speak. I'm rude..." Taiyuan Xuezhai smiled and smoothed things over, and at the same time, he pinched you from behind.
He gave Imagawa Yoshimoto a hand and motioned him to bend down and salute. Imagawa Yoshimoto struggled with some resistance, but still obediently obeyed.
"Thank you very much. In the new year, I will continue to put my family first and work hard." Shouguini replied in a nonchalant manner, then continued to lower his head and read the official documents. When Imagawa Yoshimoto saw this, he had nothing to say and turned his head.
She quietly put the snacks in the cabinet beside her, turned around and walked out the door. As the footsteps gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, Shouguini sighed slightly.
"Yutai Palace..." Taiyuan Xuezhai hesitated to speak.
"I know what Master Xuezhai wants to say, but it's not necessary. This is fine. Chengfang doesn't want me as a mother." Shou Guini took a sip of the tea on the table and said calmly.
After returning to the house, Imagawa Yoshimoto closed the door, and Miao Miao rushed up to him and rubbed against his feet. Imagawa Yoshimoto smiled and sat down, carrying Miao Miao to the table and helping him comb.
Touch the hair on your back and listen to it make a comfortable "purring" sound.
"Miaomiao, how old were you when you lost your parents? Or did your parents disappear as soon as you were born?"
Imagawa Yoshimoto spoke to Miaomiao in a very gentle tone, as if coaxing a child. Miaomiao raised her head, blinked, and shook her little tail.
"You don't know either?" Imagawa Yoshimoto interpreted the signal of Miao Miao's tail without permission, but the tail swayed again and again, as if it was not controlled by the same consciousness as the cat's body.
"I was kicked out of my home when I was four years old. I can't remember what happened when I was a child. I don't know if my parents were good to me at that time. The only impression I have is that I played Cuju with a few brothers.
And my dad’s old guards.”
Imagawa Yoshimoto was talking nonchalantly, and Miaomiao in his arms seemed to understand, rolling his eyes in confusion.
"But after I was kicked out, I had no contact with my family anymore. Later, my father died, and my mother never looked for me. Even now that she is back, she still wants to kill me, and she has a frosty attitude after that.
It's as if I'm not his son at all. I'm just like you, Miaomiao, we are both wandering orphans."
As Imagawa Yoshimoto spoke, the movements of his hands also slowed down. Miao Miao seemed to be protesting when the massage worker stopped his movements, and nibbled Imagawa Yoshimoto with some dissatisfaction, and Imagawa Yoshimoto then smiled and masturbated again
Get fluffy.
"Father's love...mother's love...and family happiness...what do these words mean? I really want to know. Everything written in the book is too subtle and I can't understand it. Being loved by my father and being cared for by my mother
, what should it feel like?”
Miaomiao made a low sound and twisted her body sadly.
"When I have a child in the future, I will be twice as kind to him and give him all the money my parents owe me." Imagawa Yoshimoto smiled and patted Miaomiao's head, then picked up the yellow paper on the desk.
, folded paper ginkgo under the light.
How I wish that the mother of my future child could be you, how I wish that I could take care of the child with you, love the child, and enjoy family happiness... Miss Ginkgo.