Chapter 488 Open them, maybe this is your destiny (1
Chapter 488 Open them, maybe that will deny me my fate (first update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 488 Open them, maybe that will deny me my fate (first update)
"Zhongjing, what's that?" Jingjue looked at the three kits with a confused look on their faces, which were all very similar in style, color, and even the leggings used to fasten the bag mouth.
Some people wonder whether Hong's nephew is up to something weird.
"Master, did those three tips come from the same person?
And this person, whether he single-handedly put down the Zhu family's rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River during the Song Dynasty.
"No?" Although Jingjue was forced into the monastery, the nephew in front of him would often write down what he saw and heard in letters and send them to his lap.
Let yourself in the Minamoto Pinghe Temple be able to know everything about Tiandong.
Facing Master Jingjue's shocked expression, Fujiwara Tadai, who was hesitating whether to open the three tips now, simply recounted his legendary experience in Suzhou during the Song Dynasty.
He described his historic meeting with the young legendary figure of the Song Dynasty and how Gao Zhang valued him very much and regarded him as a confidant.
I was introduced to him by the news about Cai Yao, Cai Ge Lao, the son of the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, and Tong Zhisheng, Tong Lang, the son of Tong Guan, the powerful eunuch who held military power.
Jingjue was very moved when he heard that those three tips were handed over to his nephew by Gao Xuanfu, who was very sympathetic to Fujiwara Tadayi's fate.
And I told him very much, if I feel that I have reached the end of my rope and feel that my future is bleak, I can start again.
Jingjue first bowed deeply to the three kits devoutly, and then shouted to Fujiwara Tadai.
"Zhongjing, open them, maybe that will deny me my fate."
Fujiwara Tadai glanced at his uncle, nodded solemnly, and opened the first bag of tips.
When he carefully unfolded the rice paper he took out of the brocade bag.
The uncle next to him was sleeping quietly and read out the words above with his voice trembling from excessive excitement.
"How can a man live in the world between heaven and earth and be depressed by living in the east of the world for a long time?"
Hiss... Fujiwara Tadai was shocked and fell to the ground. He was so heroic, so unruly, and so rebellious that he made heart-stopping bold words.
It's like a burst of thunder, or like lightning bolts, hitting my body and the depths of my soul.
His karma was already deep in his heart, so why did Fujiwara Tadaki feel so aggrieved and seek perfection? He was whipped to a pulp.
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It began to twist and stretch, as if it began to cleanse Fujiwara Tadai's body and mind.
Sitting beside me, I don’t know when, but I was already bursting into tears, beating my chest, and roaring in the biting wind and snowy night.
Fujiwara Tadai stared blankly at the words, and that thought flashed through his mind again.
He, Fujiwara Gyōtō, and his entire family are all heroes of the world, yet they are so disadvantaged. Why do they want to be so wronged to themselves?!
Why should I retreat again and again? Suddenly I recalled the words of the heroic Emperor Wu of Wei in "Wei Wu", which were like bells in the morning and drums in the evening.
"I would rather teach him to betray the people of Tiandong than teach the people of Tiandong to betray him."
Fujiwara Tadai bit his lip and opened the second tip bag, saying the same thing.
Can it be said that the calligraphy is obviously not the same person as the first one?
The uncle and nephew looked carefully and saw that the first one was signed by Gao Xuanfu, and the signature on the second one was actually the leg mark of Cai Yao, the ruthless son of Cai Jing, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on the third kit involuntarily.
This time, Fu Jingjue stretched out his legs and arms covered with burn scars and opened the third kit.
This person's writing style was clumsy and full of childishness, but the force that penetrated the back of the paper made Fujiwara Tadai's uncle and nephew feel the sharp spirit of Ye Changzi.
And when he saw the signed name, Jingjue on the side couldn't help but clasped his legs together and raised his head.
"Is it not destiny?"
"Uncle, I..."
"Why don't we call this poor monk to sleep quietly? The fate of the Fujiwara Sect's family has already been decided by me."
"Although the poor monk is no longer in the mortal world, he is still willing to die in the service of the Lord."
"Master, then, that's what He Junjun
"My lord, can't you tell? There is a saying in the Song Dynasty, which is called Shibu Nao San."
"And Ming, Gao Xuanfu, who mistakenly favored me, must have sympathy for the tragic fate of his Fujiwara Gyōtō family. I hope I can cheer up."
"And Cai and Tong are his close friends, and they will definitely advance and retreat together with him."
"My lord has been expelled from Heianjing a long time ago. He can stay away from politics and waste his time on Kyushu Island."
"But the poor monk and Jingyuan were detained in the monastery in Heianjing to practice hard. They originally thought they could escape the disaster. Unexpectedly..."
"Ru Ming, my lord has reached a point of desperation. Since they don't want my lord to go east alive, why doesn't my lord use their power to survive in death?"
"The power of the Song Dynasty is ten times and a hundred times that of the Japanese. These three are not the heroes of the younger generation of the Song Dynasty, and they all have high hopes for the Lord."
"What's more, the fathers of these three people, whether they are Cai Jing, Gao Qiu, Yong Wanzi or Tong Guan, are all big shots in the Song Dynasty with their legs covering the sky..."
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The bitter wind and snow roared outside, and at this moment, the door of the house was closed tightly. A group of loyal retainers and samurai of the Fujiwara family vigilantly surrounded the entire courtyard, prohibiting anyone from approaching there.
Fujiwara Tadai walked away in silence with his head lowered, looking at the three pieces of calligraphy that were definitely worth tens of thousands of gold to him.
That represented the goodwill shown to me by the three children of the Song Dynasty, who were so powerful that they were so powerful that they were full of encouraging expectations.
And the words of his uncle, who already regarded him as the first hope of the Fujiwara clan, made Fujiwara Tadai's legs clenched into fists.
"In Master's opinion, what should he do?"
Facing the fighting spirit that began to surge in Fujiwara Tadai's eyes, Jingjue touched the scar on his face.
"In the humble monk's opinion, it is best for my lord to rush back to Suzhou in the Song Dynasty immediately and ask for an audience with Gao Xuanfu."
"Hey, they need to prepare enough rich and precious gifts, and I really want to think carefully about what they can do to impress him.
It is enough to let Gao Xuanfu, a talented man who amazes the Song Dynasty and possesses both civil and military skills, to help my lord."
The uncle and nephew didn't even light the candle, they just gathered in front of the charcoal stove, whispering quietly under the flickering charcoal fire.
Although he, Fujiwara Tadai, was squeezed and suppressed by the people in power of the Fujiwara clan, after all, he had a large group of loyal retainers around him.
Although he was forced to stay away from Heianjing, the political center of the Japanese state, he at least protected Donglai from his grandfather and many of his father's resources.
In a blink of an eye, I stayed in Nagasaki in May, after unloading all the cargo of the fleet.
After Fujiwara Tadai arranged the matter, he once again set off towards Suzhou outside the Song Dynasty.
