The carriage went straight, and the wheels made a clattering sound on the stone road.
The shadow cast by the Kyoto city wall covered the carriage, and in front of it were people from all walks of life queuing up to enter the city.
After traveling for thirteen days, we finally arrived in Kyoto.
After walking through various gravel roads, mud roads, dirt roads, mountain roads, and dirt roads, Zhou Ming had no hope at all for road transportation in this era.
Until you reach the gate of Kyoto City, you can see the road paved with stone slabs. The carriage driving on it is a little smoother and less bumpy.
"Mr. Zhou, have you been to Kyoto before?"
In the carriage, Oda Heizo asked with a smile while drinking sake.
"Never been here." Zhou Ming told the truth.
"It's okay, let Matsui accompany you for a walk after you enter Kyoto. The bustling place of Kyoto, the center of the world, is not comparable to my little Koriyama Castle."
Oda Heizo shook his head. When talking about Kyoto, even a daimyo from Koriyama Castle would raise his chest with pride.
"That's fine." Zhou Ming nodded lightly. Even when Oda Heizo proudly said the words "the center of the world", he had a hard time suppressing his laughter and did not express his disdain.
Summer bugs cannot talk about ice, and frogs in wells are limited by their own environment. When you laugh at the short-sightedness of others, you are not the only one who is the target of others' ridicule.
"Let's go into the city!" Oda Heizo ordered and lowered the curtain.
"At this time, at least more than half of the daimyo have arrived. Hum, we must surprise them then!"
"But after entering the city, I have to meet the king. Alas, I don't know why, but every time I see him, I feel a sense of trembling panic."
"When all the daimyo arrive, a grand dinner should be held, but before that, hey hey, the so-called First Samurai Conference has already started from the moment you step into the city gate!
"
What Oda Heizo said had some hidden meanings, but Zhou Ming had no interest in listening to it.
It's nothing more than overt and covert fighting, assassination, sneak attack, frame-up, and bribery. What's so good about it?
"Sir, do you want to tell your men to clear the way?" Matsui Xiexin asked outside the carriage.
"Am I such a high-profile person?" Oda Heizo glared, "Just line up and get in. This is Kyoto after all."
"Yes, sir." Matsui Xiexin, who had asked for trouble, did not dare to ask any more questions, and quickly ordered his subordinates to stop causing trouble.
The motorcade continued to advance along with the crowd, and soon the warrior at the front of the team entered the city first.
Naturally, it was impossible for a convoy of more than thirty people to enter in one go. Oda Heizo was not allowed to show his identity and clear the way directly, so he could only enter in batches.
There were warriors at the front and rear of the convoy, with the carriage in the middle in case of emergencies, leaving the carriage isolated and helpless.
Just as the carriage was about to enter the city, smoke billowed from behind, and at the same time, shouts resounded through the city gate.
"Get away! Get away, everyone!"
Zhou Men opened the curtains of the carriage and saw several riders galloping behind them, waving their whips to drive away the people blocking the front.
Behind the rider is a carriage, which looks quite high-end just from the appearance. It is much more luxurious than Oda Heizou's carriage, which has been driven for more than ten days and is dusty.
Behind the carriage, there are carts with human-high cages fixed on them, which contain wild boars, foxes, wild deer and other prey.
There are people.
All are women.
There were girls who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, women who still had charm, and young girls with immature faces, huddled in cages with frightened expressions on their faces.
The entire convoy consisted of six riders, fourteen foot soldiers, and escorting thirteen women. There were no one knows how many people were in the carriage, and they quickly arrived at the city gate.
When the soldiers guarding the city saw this convoy, they stopped all the people who were going to the city, and tried to drive away the crowd and clear the way to the city gate.
Oda Heizo's samurai were used to being arrogant. They always walked sideways in Koriyama Castle. This was the first time they were waved away like animals. How could they bear it? A conflict immediately broke out with the soldiers guarding the city.
The excited soldiers who defended the city immediately drew their swords to threaten, and the warriors in the convoy even more excitedly drew their swords in response. The two sides almost immediately started a military confrontation, and the scene fell into a very tense situation for a while.
At this time, the people at the back of the crowd were driven away by the riders with whips, and they happened to meet the warriors at the back of the convoy.
"Asshole! Where did you come from? How dare you run wild in Kyoto!"
"You even dare to stop Mr. Horikoshi's car. If you don't care about your life, get out of here!"
"Get out of the way quickly, or I'll put you all in jail, damn Red Deers!"
The riders seemed to be blind and turned a blind eye to the confrontation at the city gate, and cursed the warriors in the convoy angrily.
"You bastard!"
"Do you know whose car you rammed into? Scumbags!"
"Baga, get off your horses and die!"
The samurai also cursed without showing any signs of weakness. Both sides exchanged trash talk, competed with each other about whose voice was louder, and waved their weapons in random gestures, but no one started to fight. (Oops, I accidentally rhymed it.)
The lack of language and low ability to curse on both sides made Zhou Ming feel sleepy.
If this were Zhou Ming's previous life, any troll he could find on the Internet would be able to spray these people until they were incontinent, and any female puncher he could find from the scarf would be able to beat these people until they couldn't take care of themselves!
"Laulu..."
The carriage from behind slowly drove over at this time, and a deep middle-aged man's voice came from the carriage.
"what happened?"
A rider immediately stopped his poor trash talk, turned his horse's head to the side of the carriage and whispered: "Sir, there are unruly people blocking the city gate ahead."
"Are there many people?" the person in the carriage asked.
"Hmm..." The rider glanced at the convoy, hesitated, and replied: "There are more than a dozen people. In addition, there are some people at the city gate, who seem to be with them."
"Oh? So many people? Go, tell me your name, and ask where they come from." The people in the carriage did not dare to give orders easily.
The rider took the order, ran up to the other riders, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "People in the carriage in front, listen, you are blocking Lord Horikoshi's carriage! Quickly report your identity and get out of the way!"
"
In the carriage, Oda Heizang snorted with a somewhat ugly look on his face.
"What is his identity?" Zhou Ming asked curiously.
"Horikoshi Hoshi? Huh! He is now a popular figure in front of the king, and the king's most trusted favorite!"
Oda Heizo said with a sarcastic tone.
"There's nothing you can do against him?" Zhou Ming asked again.
"How could I be afraid of him!" Oda Heizo said excitedly, "It's just that I am a famous person after all, and it is inappropriate to compete with a national official."
"Haha." Zhou Ming smiled without any hesitation and said, "I understand, then I'll invite him over to talk to you."
"Please..." Oda Heizo was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and shouted: "Mr. Zhou, restrain..."
However, before he finished speaking, Zhou Ming had already opened the curtain and rushed out.
Then, Oda Heizo heard bursts of noise.
"Stop, you want to do it...ah!"
"Stop! Stop him, stop him quickly...ah!"
"Ah! Ah!"
The screams came one after another, but the duration was extremely short. Just when Oda Heizo thought of lifting the curtain to see, he heard all the sounds outside suddenly stop, as if everything just now was just his illusion.
