Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Eight Amitabha! Die! Die!
"O Buddha! The snow-capped Ezo land is so majestic. No matter how you look at it, you will never get tired of it! It's a pity that I have been away from Wakasa's hometown for so long that I can no longer remember the three five lakes and my grandfather when I was young.
Qiu Hui during the cruise... I only remember hunting with my father in Kebi Matsubara when I was young!... Come to think of it, they have been waiting for me in the underworld behind the Sanzu River for a long time, right?..."
"Old friend, it's also thanks to you this time that I went to Wakasa Takeda's clan for me and said some old words that are difficult to say... All our old friends have withered away. When I am about to die, only you, an old friend, can still survive.
Stay with me!…”
Takeda Nobuhiro smiled peacefully and shook Morino Kiyo's hand. Morino Kiyo's eyes were red, but he just smiled.
"Mr. Nobuhiro, I have seen the three directions and the five lakes for you. The autumn scenery is extremely beautiful, just like the mirror in the hands of the Bodhisattva! And the Wakasa Takeda clan, under the revival of Motobu family governor, culture and education flourished in all countries...Old friend, you don't need to worry
.You started from scratch and never owed anything to the Wakasa family. As for your father and ancestors...they owe you a share!..."
"Haha! No matter what I owe, it's all over. It will be a joy to meet them soon after I think about it..."
Takeda Nobuhiro smiled, took out his dry palm, and stretched it out to his eldest son Mitsuhiro.
"Guangguang..."
"Father!"
"After spring, the deal between my family and those Shantao tribes... Forget it, I'm going to die, so I won't say these useless words. From now on, you will be responsible for the Uyizaki family business!..."
Takeda Nobuhiro sighed softly, with a smile still on his face. He held the hand of his eldest son Mitsuhiro and just said:
"Guangguang! My son, you have to be slower! Don't be impatient...slow down a little more! Don't be greedy...As the head of the family, if you are not impatient or greedy, you won't make big mistakes! ... Where is Yoshihiro?..."
"grandfather!…"
"Yiguang, my grandson, you have to hurry up! Become an adult earlier...then hurry up! Share your father's burden!...Only when there are successors in the family can the people's hearts be stable! When the people's hearts are stable, there will be no big problems...
"
"Grandpa! I will grow up quickly and become a Yuan server next year!..."
"Ha ha!"
Takeda Nobhiro laughed, but soon frowned. He felt a kind of rush in life, and even laughing seemed a bit wasteful. So, he straightened his body and looked at his old friend, the big businessman, again
Morino Kiyoshi.
In these years, he has already seen through his children and grandchildren and arranged the family's follow-up in advance. But only this old friend is the real variable, or the real opportunity!
"Old friend, the tide of Shan Tao in the north has risen, and the tide of the shogunate in the south has also risen. I can't see clearly, and I have no chance to see clearly... And you, are you going to stand on the wave of the tide and ride in a small boat? Or are you going to retreat?
How about going to the island and guarding a rock?..."
"..."
Faced with Takeda Nobuhiro's final inquiry, Morino Kiyoshi remained silent for a few breaths, closed his eyes and opened them again, rarely speaking out what was in his heart.
"Xinguang Gong! On the battlefield of the Wu family, you have become a famous name in the country, and a powerful family in the country. You have your own family, just like a big tree in the wind, it always has its own roots and its own retreat.
…”
"And what about me? I'm just a bird in the wind! People die for money, and birds die for food. If I don't fly, I will fall into the sea... I have no retreat, no choice!..."
"..."
After hearing this heart-to-heart talk, Takeda Nobuhiro remained silent. He took two rapid breaths, suddenly stretched out his hand, and firmly held Morino Kiyoshi's arm!
"Old friend! Although the mountain temple in Ezo is small, it can still accommodate you, a great monk. If you don't despise the Uyizaki family... then this is your tree and your last resting place! I recognize you,
You are the clan leader of the Uyizaki clan! Stay on the clan tree, build your nest, and stay with the Uyizaki clan until the tree falls or grows up!…”
“…!”
Hearing this, Morino Kiyoshi looked surprised. This old friend had been shrewd all his life, so why did he suddenly become so generous when he was old? The meaning of this promise was clearly to allow him to officially join the Oyizaki clan, even if the adults in Kyoto were left behind.
The guilt will also provide him with the last refuge. This kind of commitment that is willing to take huge risks?... Morino Kiyoshi's expression moved slightly and he said softly.
"Nobuhiro! The Buddha's light shines on you, and it also shines on the Uyizaki family. It is still the golden Buddha's light, which makes people infinitely envious... Right now, the future of the Uyizaki family is bright. What else do you ask for? And what can I give you?
Woolen cloth?"
"Old friend, if a person is about to die and his words are good, how can he have any plans?... I do have something I want to ask for, but I know I can't ask for it!..."
Takeda Nobuhiro smiled bitterly and shook his head. He looked into Morino Qing's deep eyes, his eyes were clear, and he said sincerely.
"Don't tell lies in front of the Buddha! ...The Tatmadaw trade involves too much. With you watching, I can rest assured and close my eyes."
"..."
At this moment, Morino Kiyoshi stared at Takeda Nobuhiro's clear eyes and felt a kind of final compassion and pleading. He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Mitsuhiro Uizaki. He didn't see anything strange, and then nodded slowly and agreed.
Come down.
"Okay! Mr. Nobuhiro, I join the Uyizaki clan! But right now, it's not time to make it public yet..."
"Okay! No matter what outsiders think...in the Uyizaki family, you are the boss!..."
Takeda Nobuhiro nodded lightly. Then, he turned his head with difficulty and gave instructions to Mitsuhiro Uizaki.
"Guangguang, pay homage to...your uncle! From now on, he is...the elder of my family...you should respect him just like you serve me..."
"...yes!"
Mitsuhiro Oyizaki knelt down, respectfully kowtowed to Morino Kiyoshi three times. Morino Kiyoshi did not give in, and accepted it seriously. Seeing this scene, Takeda Nobuhiro smiled more peacefully. He just looked at it like this
The two of them read a piece of Tang poetry, but it was the "Northern Dream Suoyan" that Morino Kiyoshi brought him.
"Hey! So in the troubled autumn, all traces disappear, and nothing is the target of the green forest! It is the troubled autumn!..."
After saying that, Takeda Nobuhiro straightened his body, crossed his legs and turned his back to everyone, facing the snowy scene in front of the window. He looked at the cold wind blowing in the sky and the cold mountain eagle in the wind, and whispered in his mouth, stay
Write your final death poem.
"The wind is blowing! The trees are here, the birds are here, and the nests are here too. But I won't be there anymore!"
"Amitabha! Die! Die!..."
After saying that, Takeda Nobuhiro's head tilted and his body fell down weakly. Then the cry in the attic room began to sound sadly! And Morino's eyes were red, staring at the crooked figure of his old friend, looking at the corpse crying.
A young junior. He has never felt the passage of time so strongly!…
The old era is over...the era where the Tang Dynasty still existed and the era of the Muromachi shogunate were buried in the winter snow together with the people of the old era.
And a new era has begun!...The era of strong Japanese style and the era of fighting during the Warring States Period will truly reach its climax among the young warriors who are ambitious and do not believe in etiquette!...
