When Yu Qiuping woke up the next day, it was already raining heavily outside the window. When he opened the window, the wind carried raindrops and hit Yu Qiuping's face. He hurriedly glanced at the street with a lot of water and closed the window again.
"Where should we go for breakfast?" After washing, Yu Qiuping began to struggle with this problem, "Why don't we go take a look on the street?"
He went to the street holding an oil-paper umbrella, but his cloth shoes were quickly soaked by the rain. Yu Qiuping remembered that there seemed to be a pretty good restaurant on West Street, so he walked along the street. When entering the restaurant, Yu Qiuping went to
I took a look to the west, and if I remembered correctly, it seemed to be the Matsudaira family's mansion over there.
As soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw Yu Qiuping's samurai attire and the samurai sword on his waist. The waiters knew that he was a noble person. They hurriedly greeted him, helped Yu Qiuping put away his umbrella, and welcomed Yu Qiuping to sit in the elegant seats on the second floor.
With.
"Where would you like to sit, sir?" the waiter asked with a smile on his face.
"Let's take a seat by the window." For the first time, Yu Qiuping felt the superiority of the privileged class of warriors, but this feeling of superiority instinctively made him feel a little repelled, so he added, "Thank you.
.”
"You can't take this seriously!" The waiter waved his hands repeatedly, "Sir, please come this way."
There are two seats by the window, and one of them is already occupied. However, no one is sitting on the seat. No one is paying attention to the steamed buns on the table. The first person is still a bit thin, so he is sitting on the seat.
He stood by the window and looked into the rain. The three people behind him followed him carefully.
Yu Qiuping felt that the figure was a bit familiar, so he took a look at the family pattern on the clothes of those people - Songping Sanye Kui.
"Is this Mr. Songping?" Then Yu Qiuping said hello.
"Huh?" Matsudaira Motoyasu was stunned for a moment when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw Yu Qiuping, "Ah! It turns out to be Mr. Yu Qiu!" He stepped forward and took a few steps to greet him. "Please sit down quickly.
"Several attendants made way for Yu Qiuping, and they sat face to face with Matsudaira Motoyasu on both sides of the table. Matsudaira Motoyasu also called to the waiter, "Waiter, bring some pots of good tea. Here are some pickles."
"Then thank you Matsudaira-sama for your hospitality." Yu Qiuping was embarrassed to refuse Matsudaira Motoyasu's kindness, "Long time no see, Matsudaira-sama." In the evaluation meeting last night, Matsudaira Motoyasu was unable to attend because he was banned. It seems that today has already happened.
No longer subject to grounding restrictions.
"Haha, I met Master Yuqiu not long ago." Matsudaira Motoyasu laughed, "Yesterday the palace allowed me to go to the city wall to greet Master Yuqiu. I am very envious of Master Yuqiu's heroic appearance."
"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Yuqiu." Matsudaira Motoyasu bowed his hand, "A powerful man defeated a powerful enemy and was promoted to a general. This is a great feat. The main hall personally went to the west gate to welcome him, personally bestowed the family crest and the name of the reserve team, and also
The red bird military flag that has never been given to Master Yuqiu can be described as an unparalleled favor!"
"Ms. Matsudaira, thank you very much." Yu Qiuping remembered that Matsudaira Motoyasu had been punished a lot in this battle, and he didn't want to show off his achievements, which made him sad. "This is a victory gained by soldiers who sacrificed their lives.
, how dare I monopolize it?"
While they were talking, the waiter had already brought several pots of warm tea. Matsudaira Motoyasu personally poured a cup of tea for Yu Qiuping, and then poured another cup for himself. "No matter what, it's a happy event," Matsudaira Motoyasu smiled and raised the teacup.
, "I drank too much last night, and I can't drink enough today, so I can only drink tea instead of wine. Don't blame me, Master Yuqiu."
"Sir Matsudaira, you're welcome." Yu Qiuping also picked up the teacup and compared it with Matsudaira Motoyasu, then drank it all in one gulp. "I wonder why Lord Matsudaira drinks too much?" he asked casually.
After hearing Yu Qiuping's words, Matsudaira Motoyasu sighed and looked out the window again, "It's hard to explain in words."
Yu Qiuping followed Matsudaira Motoyasu's gaze and could see the Matsudaira family's mansion. The door of the mansion was closed, but in front of the door, there was a young figure, kneeling in the heavy rain, looking at the door motionless.
"This is..." Yu Qiuping said, but hesitated.
"You were my bodyguard yesterday," Matsudaira Motoyasu's mouth twitched, "Now you are a ronin."
"Yesterday, the main hall issued an order for the Matsudaira family to abolish retainers and ashigaru. The Ashigaru matter was given a month's grace, but the abolition of retainers and samurai was required to be completed within three days." Halfway through, Matsudaira Motoyasu suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. Opposite him.
The one sitting there was a famous person named Imagawa Yoshimoto. Being assigned to Sena Ujitoshi also meant that he was a direct descendant of the Imagawa family. He had been complaining about this all night and accidentally told it to outsiders, so he
He said hurriedly, "The main hall is eager to see the Songping family take on a new look and fight for the glory of the Wu family again. The entire Songping family is grateful."
"Sir Matsudaira, you don't have to be like this. I'm not someone who talks behind my back." Yu Qiuping realized Matsudaira Motoyasu's gaffe and shook his head, "Sir, just say it."
"Your Excellency Yuqiu is very upright and honorable, thank you Motoyasu." Matsudaira Motoyasu breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned over slightly, and bowed to Yu Qiuping, who had a lower official position than himself, "Your Excellency is really a sweetheart. When we first met,
, I admire you endlessly.”
"Sir, don't say that. I'll be embarrassed. It's just human nature." Yu Qiuping smiled and said, "Sir, please continue."
"Last night, I endured the pain and announced the list of the first batch of retainer warriors to be dismissed. In order to ensure that the Matsudaira family can still serve the master's family normally, we had to retain the old retainers as much as possible, and the young guard had to be exiled and became a ronin."
Matsudaira Motoyasu's tone was full of reluctance and annoyance, "It's all my fault that I can't even keep such a loyal son of a martyr." He sighed, "His father ten years ago, in order to attack Anxiang City,
He sacrificed his life by capturing Nobhiro Oda in exchange for me who was still a hostage at the time. The child was only 2 years old at the time, so I kept him in my house. When he was older, I took him in as a guard. I originally wanted him to grow up.
After inheriting his father's position, who would have thought..."
Yu Qiuping looked at the weak figure kneeling motionless on the cold street in the heavy rain, and suddenly felt very distressed. "Most of the exiled retainers understood the suffering of the Songping family, and left after saying goodbye. I can follow you until now.
The retainers are all talented people, and other families will be happy to recruit them. But this child is too young, he has nowhere to go, and his obsession with the Matsudaira family is too deep." Matsudaira Motoyasu's body trembled slightly, "He
He doesn't talk much, and he doesn't know how to plead for mercy. He doesn't want to leave, so he has been kneeling since last night until now."
"But even so... I can't recall him. Every quota is very important." Matsudaira Motoyasu's hand holding the teacup shook with too much strength, and the tea splashed on his hand, even though the skin was reddened.
perception.
"Sir," Yu Qiuping said, "otherwise, I will take this child in for a period of time and let him grow up in Yu Qiu's family. One day, you can restore the number of retainers and then send him back."
Matsudaira Motoyasu was stunned for a moment, turned around, and looked at Yu Qiuping gratefully with tearful eyes. "In that case, thank you, sir." Then, regardless of Yu Qiuping's obstruction, he was about to give Yu Qiuping a big gift.
"This is not just my personal gift of thanks," he said in a low voice, "it is also a thank you for our ancestors of the Matsudaira family and countless martyrs, so that Zhongliang will not live on the streets in the future."
After Yu Qiuping said goodbye to Matsudaira Motoyasu, he walked out of the restaurant and walked towards the child.
"His name is Nanosuke." Matsudaira Motoyasu said.
Yu Qiuping held an umbrella and quietly approached the child from the side. His small body was wearing a set of thick armor, which made it difficult for him to be pressed down. The heavy rain poured down, soaking his armor and dripping down his face.
I don't know if they were tears or rain. His eyes were wide open, and his dark eyes were staring at the door. He sat motionless, his pants had already been soaked by the heavy rain, and his body was also due to fatigue, hunger and cold.
And shivering, letting the raindrops fall on her body.
But Nanosuke didn't dare to take a break. He had to sit upright. He wanted to use his samurai integrity to impress his master and open the door.
He didn't sleep all night and could hardly open his eyes. But he didn't dare to blink. He was afraid that once his eyes left the door, he would never see the Matsudaira family again. His stomach was so hungry that he couldn't feel it, and his whole body was cold.
It doesn't work.
He was only two years old when his father passed away, and he could not remember his father's voice or smile at all. The only thing he owned about his father was the worn-out outfit. It was passed down from his father, and his father wore him.
The Matsudaira family died bravely at the foot of Anxiang City. He was unwilling to repair the holes in his feet shot by arrows, because every hole seemed to tell his father's loyalty. Just as his father's colleagues around him said, his father
He is an amazing warrior.
He also heard his mother say more than once that before his death, his father shouted on the battlefield: Nanosuke, you must become an outstanding samurai! He also seemed to see a vague figure in his dreams countless times, shouting at him.
Shout this sentence.
Yes, that's right, this is also his lifelong pursuit, to become an outstanding warrior like his father.
Our family has served the Matsudaira family for generations, opening up territory for the Matsudaira family and staining the battlefield with blood. This is the loyalty and bravery passed down from generation to generation by the samurai family, and it is the spirit of the samurai. It is the spirit of every samurai from the day he is born.
From the very beginning, his fate was determined. And Nanosuke would also be one of these samurai, devoting everything he had to his family.
In the Matsudaira family, the haunting Mitsuha Aoi and his father's last words support him in his continuous efforts to move forward. He has practiced martial arts hard since he was a child, and has never stopped in the frost and heat. He has developed good skills in order to one day be able to fight on the battlefield.
Make great achievements, fulfill his father's long-cherished wish, and fulfill his mission as a glorious samurai of the Matsudaira family.
However, this obsession was unfortunately shattered yesterday.
He was exiled, he became a ronin, and he was no longer a member of the Matsudaira family. His father's expectations could no longer come true. He couldn't accept this, so he had to kneel here until the master's house
After changing his mind, he is willing to sacrifice everything for his obsession.
I was born a samurai of the Matsudaira family, and I will die a samurai of the Matsudaira family.
The raindrops fell on the body, mercilessly hitting the child's heart.
Suddenly, he couldn't feel the falling raindrops. He raised his head blankly and saw a handsome young man wearing a white samurai uniform with red leaves printed on it. He bent down and held an oil-paper umbrella on his head.
, and left half of his body in the rain.
"Who are you?" Nanosuke used all his strength to maintain the majesty of his childish voice, "Why are you lingering in front of Matsudaira's house?"
"My name is Yu Qiuping, and I am a warrior from the Ming Dynasty." Yu Qiuping showed a gentle smile, "I am the one who is here to take you home."
"I won't go back. My home is here." Nanosuke shook his head stubbornly and stared at the Matsudaira family's mansion in front of him. "Sir, there is no need to say more. I will never accept his family's solicitation."
"I didn't ask you to join the Yuqiu family." Yu Qiuping squatted down, took off Nanosuke's helmet, and gently touched his hair, "Nanosuke can stay at our Yuqiu family and continue practicing.
Martial arts, wait until the Matsudaira family becomes strong again before coming back."
"Nanosuke also knows," Yu Qiuping said in a coaxing tone, "The Matsudaira family is in a difficult situation now. The Matsudaira family is being asked by the family governor to abolish the samurai. If you keep kneeling here and are seen by bad guys, report it to the family governor's hall.
The Matsudaira family will be in trouble."
"Is that so?" Nanosuke was stunned for a moment.
"So, you and your brother go to Yu Qiu's house to live for a while, continue to practice martial arts and become a great warrior, and then come back when the master's family needs you." Yu Qiuping comforted him.
"I want to...become as great a samurai as my father. Can I do it when I go to your house?" Nanosuke asked Yu Qiupei with awkward words.
"Okay, first tell me who your father is?" Yu Qiuping asked.
"Honda Tadaka." Nanosuke proudly announced his father's name.
"Then your surname is Honda, too." Yu Qiuping asked in surprise.
"Of course." Guo's assistant said appropriately.
"Honda Nabenosuke..." Yu Qiuping muttered the name and smiled in relief.
"Don't worry, I guarantee you that Nanosuke will definitely become the most famous samurai in Japan in the future, even more powerful than your father." Yu Qiuping looked at Nanosuke and said confidently.
Nanosuke raised his head blankly and looked at Yu Qiuping. The dark clouds behind the boy were gradually dispersing, and the dazzling sunlight shone through the gap, shining on the world.
"Nanosuke, this is the future I promised you. I, Yu Qiuping, always keep my word."