Chapter 1134: Warring States Evil, Derived Earth Standards
"Yamaki! We must stop Nobushige, his judgment will ruin the military fortunes of our Takeda family..."
Takeda Shingen's face turned red, and he involuntarily reached forward and pinched a part of Yamagata Masaki's body, and grabbed it hard!
"ha……"
Shanxian struggled to twist his neck, but only half-breathed.
"Forehead……"
"Gudong..."
Unfortunately, Yamagata Masaki was pinched by Takeda Shingen's cosmic explosion, and his throat happened to be pinched. His eyes were bulging and he was flopping around without making a single sound from his mouth.
Seeing that Li Ergou and Cuihua are about to die in ancient Japan, a land full of dwarves...
But it's not that there aren't a lot of smart, well-behaved people around Shingen who are good at observing people's emotions, there are many, many...
Behind Shingen, a handsome-looking young man in white robes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, volunteered to stand up and howled loudly:
"My lord is here, why don't you put away your sword and retreat!"
"Forehead?"
Only then did Takeda Shingen realize that he had almost accidentally strangled Yamagata, the Fudai retainer who had followed him through life and death!
"I'm sorry Shan County! I, I'm so excited..."
Takeda Shingen was embarrassed, let go of his hand in embarrassment, and looked at Masaki Yamagata, whose face was purple but speechless, dumbfounded.
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In this magical country like Japan, the lord is the master and he is the biological father!
The Lord is the sky and the earth, and everyone under the Lord is an ant. Especially those in the territory who are protected by daimyo, who make a living by planting rice, or spearing fish in the sea, must be full of gratitude and fear towards the Lord.
Especially in the lord's territory, the ronin warriors who are eager to stand out must pay more attention to loyalty.
Therefore, Yamagata Masaki was pinched like a pig's head by Shingen, but he did not dare to curse. After he got angry, he lay on the ground and apologized to Takeda Shingen:
"My neck is too stiff. If you try to strangle the master of the house, you deserve death!"
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On the other hand, the people with the most embarrassing and lowly status in Japan are not ordinary mud-legged people. Nor can they be cannon fodder ashigaru or samurai masters.
It just so happens that in a family, the most unlucky group of people is the family of the lord——
After the Lord ascends to the throne of family governor, he will become cruel and deny his relatives!
Before the Lord takes over the scepter, he will be the favorite person to be approached by all the family retainers, generals, and servant girls.
Because he is the kindest, the best talker, the best at winning people’s hearts, and he is everyone’s idol...
Generally speaking, the idol view of relatives will gradually turn into demons after the successor relative takes the position of family governor...
This lord, who has been promoted from lord to family governor, will give a smile to all his brothers and sisters who have a slight blood relationship with him, his father, mother, grandparents, sons and daughters, and even his own wives, concubines, and concubines.
Four aunts and eight aunts, arrange more suitable "positions and positions!"
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Generally speaking, men such as the family governor brothers would become hostages or handymen of nearby daimyo, minor surnames, or even grooms.
As for the governor's father and grandfather, they were more direct, with two words: exile!
To explain the popular Japanese custom in Chinese or more transparently, it is called: treating orphans and widowed people badly, marrying a daughter-in-law and forgetting one’s mother, marrying a handsome man and forgetting one’s father.
Grandpa and grandma, if there is no value to be exploited, will be kicked out of the house and go to the temple to fend for themselves. Grandpa will be a monk pushing the floor, and grandma will be a green lantern nun guarding the tomb...
There is a set of Japanese standards for measuring the value of men and women. This is a very strange custom of the Warring States Period——
There is a little difference in the appraisal of the residual value! Among them, men are the most intuitive. This old man urinates and wets the upper of his shoes, and the squirt cannot come out.
If a woman is diagnosed as menopausal, and she doesn't necessarily have the mother, grandmother, eighth aunt, or seventh aunt of the house supervisor, it is completely worthless.
Secondly, young women, sisters, elder sisters, cousins, even their own wives, including the wives and sisters of subordinate retainers, and countless other women, if the governor wants to sleep with you, you will be extremely honored.
Especially the residual value estimate for an elderly woman is particularly obscene and can’t bear to be looked at!
First of all, we will check if you stop writing and you will not see red. If you reach menopause, at least 60% of the residual value will be lost.
Then, there will be a house superintendent specially assigned, a majestic man who is definitely the tallest among the dwarfs, to help the distrustful women one by one, showing off his finger skills deep in the crotch...
In the end, the women without water all worked as nuns guarding tombs to make use of their remaining value!
Any woman with a little bit of water will become a mamasang in the family's standing army, a single ashigaru or a popular mamasang...
These poor moist old ladies are lucky, because men in Japan are not particular about it, they have white skin, good looks and a snake-like waist!
They don't like to see the old woman's age and appearance. In fact, they can't see it during the day. It might be okay to take more powder late at night.
In this way, it is clear at a glance that Japan’s unique snowflake white flour plays a key role.
It's just that the Japanese people in later generations will not admit their guilt even if they are beaten to death...
The soldiers of the standing army are actually really pitiful. They have been forced to sit cross-legged since they were young and have learned to press their calves so as not to cry. When they are 13 or 14 years old, they have learned to bend down in front of others, squatting and bending their legs. After a long time, they become bow-legged.
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Life is a wonderful thing!
The custom of bow legs has been persisted by the brave and tenacious Japanese people for more than a thousand years. They created impossible miracles and shocked the universe!
They forcibly transformed the Japanese habit of crossing their legs and bending over into a unique bow-legged gene in the Japanese species.
From habits to genes, they played a huge joke on the Creator and God!
Even God thought how much the Japanese people liked these aggrieved actions, because everyone's faces were filled with unconcealable happiness and prosperity...
However, the mutation of habits into genes goes against the genetic principles of biological genes and has become the biggest mystery that has never been solved by future generations!
In addition to the biggest genetic mystery, there is another miracle that is no less than this mystery——
Because most of Japan's professional soldiers such as Ashigaru and Hatamoto are bow-legged, so they look short and insignificant. These poor babies have low self-esteem!
As a result, the famous Japanese soldiers who created the possibility of human distortion also invented something of epoch-making significance: a simple program of visual self-hypnosis.
This simplified procedure is actually the reproductive habits of men...
They invented a sex lullaby, lifted up the hem of the kimono, and covered the woman's head - and then "worked"...
In this way, self-hypnosis can be carried out smoothly!
You can make - make! any - living object you can imagine!
As long as you dare to think, I'm afraid you won't think of it!
You can’t see it anyway, what do these whimpering women look like?
Hey, hey, hey, the Ashigaru family members, who had been panting for a long time, finally feel comfortable and have high morale again!
Before going out, Ashigaru soldiers still have to look at their results!
Every piece of white flesh curled up in pain on the tatami looked exactly the same in the dim light. They were the same two flat buns with the same bitter story——
The flat buns come in different sizes and have different pigments, but this does not hinder the soldiers' happy eyes.
They grabbed a white mask in their hands, gnawed the steamed buns with their teeth, and licked the "mom soup" on their lips...
