At Li's Heavy Industries, there was a knock on the door of the chairman's office, and a mature female white-collar worker entered holding a long box wrapped in a hard-shell cardboard box.
"Put it on the sofa next to you."
Li Yongyuan, wearing a silver suit and tie, sat at his desk without raising his head, looking at the 3D views of traffic routes around Tokyo and a series of large buildings transmitted from his laptop.
This trip to Japan is not just for fun, but a premeditated and planned action. They need to make sure nothing goes wrong, and they must learn more about Japan's topography, landforms, customs and customs.
"Is there anything else?" He didn't hear the door closing for a long time. The young man raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yuan, who was standing in front of him in a daze.
"Ah, no, it's just that I rarely see you working seriously like this."
The woman wearing a black butt-hugging skirt and a white shirt that highlighted her figure woke up, covered her mouth and smiled softly.
The orthodox decision to break through the defense lines of the eight Sheqi families and sneak into Japan was personally issued by Li Yongyuan. It was quite confidential. Except for the orthodox members who participated in these plans, even non-staff personnel such as Song Yuan did not know about it.
Hearing this, Li Longyuan couldn't help but stretched himself, rubbed his neck and affirmed: "What you said makes sense. I was born to enjoy happiness. There is no need to work hard. Only by eradicating the restless factors can we enjoy peace and quiet.
Good life!"
"Compared with work, the job of unpacking express delivery is more exciting."
The young man stood up, took the long box from the table, looked at the address on the outer shell of the carton, and his eyes changed.
“What does the courier look like when you hand your shipment over?”
"He was wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap, and his face couldn't be seen clearly, but he was quite tall and burly, wearing overalls and a white T-shirt, with a silver necklace hanging around his neck, and an anchor tattoo on his right shoulder." Song Yuan recalled carefully.
The appearance of the man I saw at the entrance of the company.
Li Longyuan immediately understood that the administrators of Kassel College had confirmed it was correct, but what would they give him?
The young man casually took a paper cutter and cut open the outermost hard-shell carton, revealing the clear-grained agarwood box inside, which exuded a light fragrance.
"It looks very expensive at first glance."
Song Yuan leaned her head closer, unpacking express delivery is a woman's greatest pleasure.
Li Longyuan stretched out his hand to open the box, and a sharp clear light shone, making Song Yuan close her eyes slightly.
A tachi with a graceful and smooth arc is lying quietly in the box, sparkling and as clear as running water, with the blade showing a crescent-shaped pattern.
"It's so beautiful, like a work of art." Even Song Yuan, who was not interested in sword fighting, couldn't help but admire it.
"A murderous piece of art."
Mr. Li interrupted Song Yuan's beautiful thoughts with one sentence. The arc of this sword was forged to be gorgeous and smooth, so that it would not get stuck in the gaps in the bones when killing people.
He held the handle of the solid red sandalwood knife unceremoniously, lifted the entire knife, and then swung it down in the air. Song Yuan only saw the blade of the knife turning into light and shadow, creating a hazy moon shape.
Immediately, without any obstruction, the sofa in front of him was easily split into two halves and collapsed, with the smooth cut surface reflected in the mirror.
Song Yuan looked at this scene in surprise, looking at the young man wielding the sword lightly, as if his strength could never be fully explored.
Even the ice-faced person who often comes to the teahouse to sit alone is not as good as his own director, right?
"Only those paranoid guys can regard killing as an art."
Li Longyuan slowly sheathed the sword and asked Song Yuan to explain the origin of the sword.
He recently learned about Japan's Warring States Period, their Bushido spirit, their tea ceremony, Zen Buddhism and Kabuki.
Although a lot of culture has been passed down since Jianzhen's eastward journey in the Tang Dynasty, there is no doubt that some customs have been well preserved.
Li Yongyuan has never been an arrogant and ignorant fool. If he wants to defeat his opponent, he must first understand his opponent.
If you face him with the contempt of the Heavenly Kingdom, sooner or later you will be severely bitten by this evil wolf disguised as a dog.
For example, their Warring States period, when rituals and music collapsed, was more chaotic and disordered than our Warring States period in the pre-Qin period.
Real human life is like a piece of grass. A gangster is a ronin who can hold a high position in a dignified manner. A prostitute is a transitional period in every woman's life.
Power was in the hands of the shogun and other daimyo. Even after the emperor's death, the corpse was left in the palace for more than forty days because there was no money to hold a funeral.
When even living becomes a luxury, people will become extreme and crazy, just like the drug addicts who took Five Stones Powder in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, greedily enjoying the rain, dew and morning sun every day.
The samurai regarded killing as an art. When the sword passed through the throat, the red blood splashed fell to the ground, just like the withered cherry blossoms. Death and dreams were intertwined, and together they painted the purgatory of red lotus fire.
The Mikazuki Munechika sword was once owned by Ashikaga Yoshiteru, the 13th generation general of the Muromachi shogunate in Japan.
Ashikaga Yoshiteru studied under the swordsman masters Kamizumi Nobutsuna and Tsukahara Fuden, mastered the Shinin-ryu and Shinto-ryu swordsmanship, and was known as the swordsman general.
On May 19, the eighth year of Eiroku, Japan, Matsunaga Hide, the three Miyoshis, and the lord Miyoshi Yoshitsugu rebelled under the leadership of Ashikaga Yoshiei. They led a team to attack the Nijo Imperial Palace where Ashikaga Yoshiteru lived. The mansion was like a sea.
A lone boat was surrounded by rebels.
As if Ashikaga Yoshiteru had already realized his fate, he just stuck his favorite famous sword on the tatami, and inserted other famous swords in his collection around it, such as Oden Tai, Kuji Kanesada, Asaran Katsumitsu, Ayanokouji Sadari, etc.
Then he waited for the rebels alone in the house. After drinking the last sake, he wrote the death song on his wife's sleeve and recited with emotion: "In May, the drizzle and dew are still cruel, and I will send my name to Dujuan Wing. I will fly up to the sky."
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Then he stepped into the sword formation composed of famous swords, unsheathed the sword and led more than 30 guards to fight to the death with the rebels who rushed in. When the sword was blunt, he immediately replaced it with a new one. It was majestic and unstoppable.
According to legend, he was the only one left indoors to fight the rebels for three hours. No one could get close, and he still had the strength to kill dozens of people.
The enemy had no choice but to come up with a strange strategy. They removed the tatami and paper doors as shields, surrounded him from all sides, suppressed him with tatami, and then stabbed him wildly with swords and guns.
The swordsman general of the generation who could have achieved the position of sword master was eventually outnumbered, died of exhaustion, and his soul returned to Lihentian.
The famous sword Mikazuki Munechika left by Ashikaga Yoshiteru has become the only combat sword among Japan's "Five Swords of the World" that has experienced actual combat.
"Is it true that this swordsman general really drew his sword and killed dozens of people?"
After listening to Li Yongyuan's introduction to Mikazuki Munechika, Song Yuan was still curious whether the shogun's final method of death was really as heroic as the rumors.
"Unless he has a pair of golden eyes." Mr. Li rarely said a cold joke. Artistic beautification can give a character a legendary color.
Regardless of whether Ashikaga Yoshiki fought dozens of people or not, his experience can ultimately give Li Longyuan some inspiration.
For example, he was very strong, but he was not strong enough, so he died.
If personal bravery cannot conquer the world, then you should put away your inner arrogance and firmly hold on to the end of victory.