After the game, Asahina Taiheng held a banquet at the Asahina mansion, announcing that as long as he gave the Asahina family a shout out, he could come and drink and eat until he was full. However, Yu Qiuping did not like drinking. In his previous life, he
He still had fresh memories of the times when his father was drunk and went crazy. Therefore, he tried not to drink as much as possible and quickly sneaked back to the castle tower.
As soon as the door is opened, the faint scent of camellia is refreshing.
"Feng'er?" Yu Qiuping asked softly, but no one responded. He closed the door behind him, walked a few steps inside, and saw Imagawa Feng lying on the bed where Yu Qiuping slept, sweetly
Fell asleep sweetly.
"Why does this little girl love sleeping so much?" Yu Qiuping laughed, bent down, scratched her little nose lovingly, and helped her cover the quilt.
After a while, Imagawa Feng murmured and woke up from his dream, only to find that Yu Qiuping had returned to the house long ago and was sitting on his seat, looking at him with a smile.
"Eh? Why is it so early?" Imagawa Feng was stunned for a moment, "Isn't Mr. Taiheng throwing a big banquet?"
"I don't like drinking," Yu Qiuping frowned, "It's not good for your health. Being drunk can also damage your brain."
"It's those fallacies again." Imagawa Kaede shook his head, "I'm here this time," the girl's voice suddenly became softer, "I'm here to ask you a question."
"What?" Yu Qiuping poured a cup of tea and brought it to Imagawa Feng.
"When is Ping's birthday...?" Imagawa Kaede smiled sweetly.
"Uh... why are you asking this?" Yu Qiuping frowned and thought for a while. He used to have his birthday on December 10th in the Gregorian calendar, but now if he converts it to this calendar, it should be around October...
Forget it, Yu Qiuping gave up the idea of converting, "On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month." Just pretend that he has lived two more months.
"Hey! Is it so close?" Imagawa Kaede's face tightened.
"What's wrong?" Yu Qiuping asked curiously.
"Nothing," Imakawa Kaede lowered his head and shyly twirled the edge of his clothes. "By the way!" Imakawa Kaede suddenly raised his head and changed the subject, "Jia Yan seemed to have told His Highness Yuzhou this morning that all the craftsmen looking for Ping have arrived.
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"His Royal Highness Yuzhou? Who is it?" Yu Qiuping didn't remember such a person.
"That's His Highness Sena, Uncle Ujitoshi. His official position is Iyomaru." Imagawa Kaede explained.
"Is it... Iyo Country, one of Japan's sixty-six kingdoms? But isn't it on Shikoku Island? Why was the official position given to His Highness Sena?" Yu Qiuping asked confused.
"Well... this is very complicated. I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly in a few words. Guarding and guarding are different. This is the difference between official position and service position. One is granted by His Majesty the Emperor, and the other is granted by the General of the Conquest of Yi."
Kaede Imagawa smiled bitterly, "Maybe Hei doesn't know that there may be hundreds of people in this world who can call themselves Izumo Mamoru."
"Ah! Can so many people hold an official position?" Yu Qiuping asked.
"No, as long as someone's ancestor has held an official position, his descendants can always use this official position to call themselves. As for the regional differences that Hei asked... Anyway, they have existed for a long time." Imagawa Kaede said.
I was scratching my head and didn't know how to explain it to Yu Qiuping.
When Yu Qiupei thought about it carefully, it seemed that Hashiba Hideyoshi had once called Chikuzenmori, and Akechi Mitsuhide had called Hyuga Mamoru. These were also official positions in the Kyushu region, but the Oda family controlled Kinki at the time. Another example is that Yu Qiupei always liked it in his previous life.
Asai Nagamasa, the loyal general, clearly controlled Omi, but his official position was Bizen Matsu.
After dinner, Yu Qiuping went to Imagawa Yoshimoto to ask questions about the craftsmen. With a wave of his hand, Imagawa Yoshimoto handed twenty deeds of sale to Yu Qiuping. He asked him to attend the evaluation meeting tomorrow and return to the territory early the day after tomorrow.
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"In the next period of time, I won't assign you too many tasks for the time being. Just follow Sena to familiarize yourself with the government affairs. You will also have time to return to the territory to take a look." Imagawa Yoshimoto said to Yu Qiupei while playing with the Chidori Incense Burner.
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"Main Hall, why are these craftsmen also slaves?" Yu Qiuping asked in confusion.
"Huh? Isn't it the same in the Ming Dynasty?" Imagawa Yoshimoto raised his eyebrows, "Most of the lowly occupations of craftsmen are inherited from generation to generation. Craftsmen are not even as good as farmers, and they have not joined the army.
He has no qualifications and has no chance to make meritorious deeds and become a samurai."
"Are there any free craftsmen?" Yu Qiuping asked again.
"Yes, there is." Imagawa Yoshimoto nodded, and then looked at Yu Qiuping suspiciously, "Yu Qiu, you are very strange. Why don't you seem to be from our era? You don't know a lot of common sense."
"Were you really from the Ming Dynasty before?" Imagawa Yoshimoto said sarcastically, but did not go into details. He sent Yu Qiuping away with a smile, but then frowned and fell into deep thought.
Early the next morning, after Yu Qiuping completed his training, he took Fukushima Yasunari and others to pick up people. He took the sale contract and took away twenty families of craftsmen from the head of the craftsman's household. It was said that it was a household.
These twenty craftsmen all work with their families. None of the craftsmen are samurai and do not have their own surnames. The leader is called Hanamaru. He is a little thin and about 20 years old. However, due to long years of work,
Some of them were hunched over. At this moment, these dozens of people were kneeling in front of Yu Qiuping and others.
"Are you calling Hanamaru?" Yu Qiuping squatted down slightly and asked the leader.
"To the adults, the villain will be called Hanamaru." Hanamaru replied.
"You all, please get up first." Yu Qiuping raised his hand to signal everyone to stop kneeling.
"Okay~." Hanamaru replied in a slightly cute tone, and stood up directly without much humility. However, none of the dozens of other people dared to stand up, and usually said something like "Don't dare not"
Dare" and the like.
Yu Qiuping looked at the funny sight of one person standing in front of him and dozens of people kneeling, and he burst out laughing.
"Hanamaru, you're not bad." Yu Qiuping smiled and patted Hanamaru's shoulder, then took out twenty deeds of prostitution from his arms, and tore them into pieces in front of dozens of people.
"I declare that you are all free people, and you are all subjects of my Yuqiu family!" Yu Qiuping said loudly. Dozens of people heard the sound of tearing paper and raised their heads in confusion, only to see the image that had troubled them all their lives.
The contract of sale has been torn into pieces.
"Now I order you all to get up!" Yu Qiuping shouted.
Dozens of people stood up flattered and looked at the scraps of paper that had been thrown on the ground with some disbelief. Hanamaru looked at Yu Qiuping's smile, and his lips suddenly trembled. He was the first to stand up just now, and now he is the third.
One of them knelt down and kowtowed a few times to Yu Qiuping. Dozens of people behind him also knelt down one after another.
"Your Majesty, you are so kind and virtuous, you may live a long life!" The vulgar craftsmen racked their brains and searched for their few words, wanting to express their gratitude to Yu Qiuping.
"Don't kowtow, get up!" Yu Qiuping said in a deep voice. Looking at the few people standing up again, Yu Qiuping looked around and found that Fukushima Yasunari and others behind him were a little excited, "You are all free people, free people."
People will never kneel down at will and demean their dignity. You should all stand up like Hanamaru and stand like a human being!"
"I am pardoning you now because I hope you can live confidently, work hard, and fight for your own life." Yu Qiuping pointed to a dozen people behind him, "They are just like you, they were just a few dozen days ago.
Humble slaves. But with their bravery and struggle, they proved that they are all great soldiers! Four of them have transformed from slaves into warriors!"
Yu Qiuping's words caused exclamations from the craftsmen, but the ashigaru behind him laughed proudly. "I promise you," Yu Qiuping said, "as long as you are willing to work hard, I will ensure that you can support yourself.
Those who have no worries about food and clothing, and who have made great achievements can even become samurai!"
During the noon break, Yu Qiuping asked the guards to settle these craftsmen. In the evening, they returned to the territory and asked them to start producing the tools, spears, and bows that Yu Qiuping needed. At noon, Yu Qiuping took Honda Nabenosuke with him.
Dinner at a hotel in town.
"What do you want to eat?" Yu Qiuping asked pleasantly. This hotel is the largest hotel in Sunfu City. There is a dazzling menu behind the front desk. At first glance, it seems that only the literate samurai class can come here to spend money.
However, Honda Nanosuke is not as lively and greedy as a boy of this age should be. His face still has no fluctuations, and it is a bit like Amano Keitoku's facial paralysis.
"Millet porridge will do." Honda Nanosuke said, his childish voice deliberately made majestic.
"Millet porridge?" Yu Qiuping shook his head, "That's not okay. You need to eat something similar while you are still growing." Yu Qiuping said and waved, "Boss, is there beef here?"
"Sir." Honda Nabenosuke frowned, "Beef is a dirty thing and should not be eaten by us warriors."
"Hey! Nanosuke! Beef can grow the body, grow muscles, and become stronger!" Yu Qiuping explained, but Honda Nanosuke still had an expression of indifference. Yu Qiuping remembered that he had seen it in his previous life
Some historical research said that although Honda Tadakatsu was Japan's best general, he was very short. It must have been due to malnutrition when he was a child. He smiled slightly and thought of a way.
"Didn't Nanosuke say that he wanted to become a great samurai?" Yu Qiuping said with a smile.
"That's right." Nanosuke nodded.
"Does a great warrior have to be very powerful and strong to go into battle and kill the enemy?" Yu Qiuping asked again.
"That's right." Nanosuke nodded again, but he still felt something was wrong.
"However, Nanosuke is still very thin now. He must eat more meat to become powerful and strong!" Yu Qiuping said without waiting for Nanosuke to refute: "Is it because the beef is dirty?"
Dirty, do you want to go against your father's expectations of you? Don't you want to become a great warrior?"
Yu Qiuping's introduction made Nanosuke stunned on the spot. He was so simple-minded that he didn't notice the logic error for a while. So Yu Qiuping waved his hand and asked the waiter to cut the beef for two people.
The two found a seat and sat down, waiting for the food to be served. Nanosuke still frowned, trying hard to think about the question in Yu Qiuping's words, but found nothing. Yu Qiuping noticed from the corner of his eye that the person sitting next to him seemed to be the one who reminded him at that time.
Okuhira Sadakichi, a little man with good manners. He was eating fried rice alone and admiring the scenery outside the window.
Just as Yu Qiuping was about to say hello, he saw a few people coming in carelessly at the door. The leader was Okabe Masatsuna. The latter looked around and seemed to have taken a fancy to Okuhira Sadaki's seat, so he walked straight over and took the
The ribs were thrown onto the table, making a violent impact.