"That's right! This time we went north, Morino Kiyoshi was the deputy of the fleet. He wanted to completely draw a clear line with me, and he also made preparations in advance to see my jokes. But in the current situation, the size of the trap I poked was beyond the limit. His worst imagination. The sect's losses were so heavy that everyone would fall into the sea! If I can't go back now, he will be the only person to be held accountable, and there is no way to escape..."
"Actually, if I were gone, no one in the sect would be able to cover up this Shantao defeat. Not only that, this important event will definitely be publicized by my fellow disciples. They will make a big fuss. They will first put the responsibility for the defeat on me, a 'dead man', and then drag Morino Kiyoshi and his family into the water, sharing countless responsibilities! And there is no way that your gold trade can be hidden. If you stay there, you will definitely hit the main gate of Mount Hiei, and eventually everyone in the shogunate will know about it!…”
"Amitabha! Causes and conditions depend on each other, and blessings and misfortunes always change. Therefore, in order to protect himself, in order to share the responsibility this time, in order to maintain this gold trade... As much as Morino Kiyoshi hated me before, he will now hope to save me. ! And the golden destiny method that I proposed is the only way to turn disaster into blessing!..."
The bonfire swayed and flashed with orange light, just like the changing human heart. But the real Buddha Dharma can always illuminate the complexity of the "human heart" and see the ever-changing future. Master Juehui sighed quietly, with a look on his face that expressed his concern for the nature of all living beings. He felt compassion. He looked at the leaders of Shantao and chanted the Buddha's name again.
"Amitabha! Only by cooperating with Morino Kiyoshi, can we work together to turn this big thing into a trivial matter. And if you come up with another transaction of gold, not only can the troubles within the sect be settled, but also the troubles next year can be solved. The tribute trade can also add a lot of capital. As for the 'good luck' that the transaction brings to you, that is known by heaven and earth, you know it and I know it, and it cannot be put on the table..."
"This is the real 'karma'! After doing this big thing, Morino Kiyoshi and I became grasshoppers on a rope. And behind this rope, we are also connected to your Shantao tribe. From now on, we will all be ferrymen on the same boat...How good! How good!"
"..."
After listening to the incredible "Buddhist Dharma" of the great monk, the six kingdom leaders gathered together and discussed for a long time before reaching an agreement and decided to accept the great monk's proposal. The two kingdom priests knew very well that the kingdom's intention to establish the "Western Sea Route" The core goal is never to plunder wealth or expand territory, but to "technology trade"!
This "golden trade channel" of the Kingdom is the most valuable trade route of the Kingdom so far. Through this road, the Kingdom can continuously absorb craftsmen, materials and even sea goods at the cost of "cheap" gold. Boat.
And just as Morino Kiyrin said when he left, the "monkeys" in the Tiantai Temple are not a big threat, and they should be calmed down after a beating. The original intention of the two priests was to release the "big monk" ", just ask for a ransom of gunpowder. As for exchanging gold for the "status" of a Kazuto glorious noble, a local identity that has completely penetrated this "Kazuto market", it is an unexpected surprise.
Otherwise, if the "Monkey Group" shouts and attracts those large tribes of hundreds of thousands of people, and attracts those truly powerful "tigers and wolves"... then it will be a big trouble to completely cut off trade and cause endless fighting!
"Master Juehui and the leaders of Shantao said that they would send two ocean-covering ships to transport the Miju monk and ten monk soldiers to Omi as soon as possible. But only the person in charge of Shantao contacted Morino Kiyoka."
"The middleman', after it is confirmed that it is safe, the fleet will pay a deposit of two hundred kilograms of gold! ...What? Are you asking who is the person in charge of Shantao? Haha!..."
Ryuzoji Jiahong smiled and bowed to Master Juehui, his face filled with uncontrollable joy. Because, for the first time, he was finally sent out by Priest Zuwaro to become the Kingdom's envoy to the south of Kyushu. And this was also
This means that he is one step closer to returning to his clan hometown of Hizen...
"God bless you! Yes, the person in charge of communication on this trip to the south is none other than me! I will get close to the Mishu monk. The parking and supplies along the way also require the identity of the Mishu monk, the flag of the Tiantai Sect... etc.
When we get to Kinki, if donor Morino Kiyo can see me, he will definitely be very surprised and happy!…”
"Time is tight, the sooner we go south, the better! I also ask Master Juehui to write a handwritten letter and leave a sect token and give it to me! ...What? How to arrange it for you? Master, don't worry, Shan Tao
The chiefs will take you north first and treat you well at the tribe’s northern camp!…Yes! Yes! You are our friend, and you will be entertained by friends, so there is no need to worry about your safety!…”
"Praise the Lord God! Excellent, excellent! Please ask the Master to come on board! The frozen snowy scenery of the North, the peaceful meditation tent, and the simple and enthusiastic believers are all waiting for you at the end of the Ezo Sea!..."
The north wind roars in November, from endless Siberia to the coast of the North Sea. Swirling snowflakes descend on the island of Mausili. The harsh winter has officially arrived. But before the cold winter ice arrives, there are enough
The kingdom's fleet of sixteen large ships, also loaded with supplies, craftsmen, and captive sailors, arrived at the camp at Shenhua Taigang.
"Namo Amitabha! This is your camp? This is really... a truly beneficial and ancient style!..."
When Master Juehui walked out of the dim cabin where he was imprisoned, what came face to face was the vast endless mountain forest, snow up to his knees, an unknown port, and a camp where mountain warriors gathered. Those continuous tents were short and small.
Thatched huts, dried fish, piles of firewood, neighing horses and herds, running dog sleds, and all kinds of "simple and honest" barbarians with different appearances all shocked him! Of course, he was most concerned about
It's still...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "With such a primitive tribal style, in this vast black forest...is there really any golden mountain? And where did the Shantao people's big ship come from?
Where did it come from?…”
Master Juehui, who was sitting cross-legged in the animal skin tent, had no answer. He also had no chance to contact the Shantao tribe outside. Two axe-wielding warriors from the kingdom ate and lived with him.
The bright ax is insurmountable for him
"Buddha". Outside the tent, various shouts came from time to time, mixed with many Japanese accents. However, the most frequently mentioned among these accents was no longer Buddha and Bodhisattva, but another "Shinto deity"
The name, "the chief god of birds"...
The snow was falling to the south. In Wakasa Country, more than 3,000 miles away in the south, someone already knew the answer. The great businessman Morino Kiyoshi hurriedly rushed all the way from Gyeonggi to a hidden coast in Wakasa Bay. And Yaju Monk
Panting, he came from behind, jumped off his horse and pointed to a place on the seashore. Two boats with the flag of the Tiantai Sect were moored quietly not far away.
"Buddha! This is it? This is it! This Shantar people's big ocean boat is actually... the ocean-covering boat I lost!..."
Morino Kiyoshi's eyes widened, and after just looking at it for a moment, he froze in surprise. He recognized it! One of the ships was exactly his ocean-covering ship that disappeared in the North Sea four or five years ago! In the entire northern sea
, except for the one he sent, there is no such ocean-going ship. But this ship, which has been missing for a long time, actually appears in the hands of the Shantar people, and actually appears here? Could it be that this ship is missing?
The reason is...
"Buddha! That damn idiot! These barbaric mountain sluts! ... I pity Morino Kiyo and I broke my leg when I ran, but I couldn't escape from this damn whirlpool!..."
Morino Kiyoshi stood there for a moment, his already ugly expression looking even more ugly. But because of the huge trap that that "idiot" brought out, and in order not to be dragged into the trap by the other party, he had to pinch his nose and put down preparations for the tribute trade day and night.
Come here and get on the Shantar people's dangerous sea ship again...
"Praise the Lord God! Morino-kun, we meet again!..."
On the boat, Ryuzoji Iehiro was dressed in a samurai attire. He smiled and looked at Morino Kiyoshi, who was bringing the Yaju monk on the boat. Morino Kiyo was stunned, staring at "Masumi Watanabe" with short hair.
, his eyes gradually changed and his expression became complicated.
"Masumi, it's really you! You have defected to the Shantao tribe a long time ago and have been hiding in the Shantao people's team... Could it be that you are the one who caused the Shantao tribe to move south?!..."
"Moriye-kun! It's a long story, I just went with the flow... Right now, I am no longer a monk soldier on the rooftop, but a priest of the main god!..."
Ryuzoji Iehiro smiled lightly, spread out his eight fingers, and then pointed at the small table on the nail plate. A small brazier was boiling in a clay pot, and a pot of tea had been prepared. Two futons were placed on the table.
On both sides, empty seats are waiting...
"God bless you! Why don't we talk while drinking tea! I haven't tasted the good tea from Kinki for a long time. As for what Morino-kun wants to know, whether it is the past fate, the current transaction, or some possibilities in the future...
The kingdom can chat, and so can we!…”
"Huh? Kingdom?!..."
Morino Kiyoshi squinted his eyes, nodded slowly, and walked towards the futon where he was sitting on his knees. The warriors of the kingdom surrounded him, watching the Wakasa coast with vigilance and the smoke of the distant villages. This was the kingdom's exploration fleet, the first
Arriving at the Kazuto seaside in the south, I saw so many Kazuto towns. The number and scale of Kazuto towns was beyond imagination...
The long wind continued to howl, and the chaos and planning of the war were hidden in the flying snowflakes. In the Mexican plateau, where spring is all year round, the third surrender negotiation between the kingdom and Yunshan City also began again in the "Prophet's Camp"
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Shulot, wearing dark sacrificial robes and a high feather crown, sat solemnly opposite an older Mixtec deity. Both of them looked solemn, sometimes arguing in Nahua language in a deep voice, and sometimes drinking.
Take a sip of red cocoa, and take a sip of red cocoa while taking a sip of the California Sea.
The map of the shore was spread out between the two of them. As for the location that the two of them pointed to from time to time, a striking red circle on the map was drawn on the southern section of the map, between Xihe Village and Shamu City, where the Dasha River flows into
At Haikou, the overflowing, uncultivated Dasha River plain...