Chapter 1504 Praise the Lord! We Meet Again!

"Is it him, Morino Kiyoshi?"

"That's right! This time we went north, Morino Kiyoshi was the deputy of the fleet. He wanted to completely draw a clear line with me, and he also made preparations in advance to see my jokes. But in the current situation, the size of the trap I poked was beyond the limit. His worst imagination. The sect's losses were so heavy that everyone would fall into the sea! If I can't go back now, he will be the only one who will be held responsible, and he will not be able to escape..."

"Actually, if I were gone, no one in the sect would be able to cover up this Shantao defeat. Not only that, this major event will definitely be publicized and publicized by the brothers and sisters of my department. Make a fuss. They will take responsibility for the defeat. First put it on me, a 'dead man', and then drag Morino Kiyoshi and his family into the water. I don't know how much responsibility you share! And your gold trade can never be concealed. It will definitely hit the main gate of Mount Hiei. Make it known to everyone in the shogunate!…"

"Amitabha! Causes and conditions depend on each other, and blessings and misfortunes always change. Therefore, in order to protect himself, in order to share the responsibility this time, in order to maintain this gold trade... As much as Morino Kiyoshi hated me before, he will now hope to save me. ! And the golden fate method that I proposed is the only way to turn disaster into blessing!..."

The bonfire swayed and flashed with orange light, just like the changing human heart. The true Dharma can always illuminate the complexity of the "human heart" and see the ever-changing future. Master Juehui sighed quietly, his face showing compassion for the nature of all living beings. He looked at the leaders of Shantao and chanted the Buddha's name again.

"Amitabha! Only by cooperating with Morino Kiyoshi, can we work together to turn this big thing into a small thing and a small thing into nothing. And if you come up with another transaction of gold, not only can the troubles within the sect be settled, but also the troubles next year can be solved. The tribute trade can also add a lot of capital. As for the 'good luck' that the transaction brings to you, that is something that God knows, you know and I know, and cannot be put on the table..."

"This is the real 'karma'! After doing this big thing, Morino Kiyoshi and I became grasshoppers on a rope. And behind this rope, we are also connected to your Shantao tribe. From now on, we will all be ferrymen on the same boat... How good! ”

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After listening to the incredible "Buddhist Dharma" of the great monk, the six kingdom leaders gathered together and discussed for a long time before reaching an agreement and decided to accept the great monk's proposal. The two kingdom priests knew very well that the core goal of the kingdom's establishment of the "Western Sea Route" was never to plunder wealth or expand territory, but for "technical trade"!

This "golden trade route" of China is the most valuable trade route in the kingdom so far. Through this road, the kingdom can continuously draw in craftsmen, supplies and even ships at the cost of "cheap" gold.

And just as Morino Kiyrin said when he left, the "monkeys" at the Rooftop Temple are not a big threat, and they should be calmed down after a beating. The original intention of the two priests was to release the "great monk" and just ask for a ransom of gunpowder. As for exchanging gold for the "status" of a Kazuto glorious aristocrat, a local identity that has completely penetrated the "Kazuto market", it is an unexpected surprise.

Otherwise, if the shouting of the "Monkey Group" attracts those large tribes of hundreds of thousands of people, and attracts those truly powerful "tigers and wolves"... then it will be a big trouble that completely cuts off trade and causes continuous fighting!

"Master Juehui and the leaders of Shantao said that they would send two ocean-covering ships to transport the monk Miju and ten monk soldiers to Omi as soon as possible. But only the person in charge of Shantao contacted Morino Kiyoka." The fleet will pay a deposit of two hundred pounds of gold only after it is confirmed! ...What? Who is the person in charge of Shantao? ..."

Jiahong Zhan of Longzao Temple smiled and bowed to Master Juehui, with uncontrollable joy on his face. Because, for the first time, he was finally sent out by Priest Zuwaro to become the Kingdom's envoy to the south of Kyushu. And this also means that he is one step closer to returning to his clan hometown of Hizen...

"God bless you! Yes, the person in charge of communication on this trip south is none other than me! I will get close to the Mishu monk. The parking and supplies along the way also require the identity of the Mishu monk, the flag of the Tiantai Sect... etc. When we get to Kinki, if donor Morino Kiyoshi can see me, he will be very surprised and happy..."

"Time is tight, the sooner we go south, the better! I also ask Master Juehui to write a handwritten letter and leave a sect token for me! ...What? How to arrange it for you? Master, don't worry, Shan Tao The chiefs will take you north to give you a good reception at the tribe’s northern camp! …Yes! You are our friend, so you don’t need to worry about your safety!”

"Praise the Lord God! Excellent, excellent! Please invite the Master to come on board! The frozen snowy scenery of the North, the peaceful meditation tent, and the simple and enthusiastic believers are all waiting for you at the end of the Ezo Sea!..."

The north wind howls in November, from endless Siberia to the coast of the North Sea. Thousands of snowflakes are falling on the island of Mausili, and the harsh winter has officially arrived. Before the freezing winter arrived, the kingdom's fleet of sixteen large ships, also loaded with supplies, craftsmen and captive sailors, arrived at the camp in Shenhua Taigang.

"Namo Amitabha! This is your camp? This is really... a truly beneficial and ancient style!..."

When Master Juehui walked out of the dark cabin where he was imprisoned, he was greeted by endless mountains and forests, knee-deep snow, a port somewhere unknown, and a camp of Shan Tatars. Those continuous tents, short huts, dried fish drying in the sun, piled firewood, neighing horses and livestock, running dog sleds, and various different-looking, "simple and honest" barbarians, all shocked him greatly! Of course, what he was most concerned about was...

"With such a primitive tribal style and such a vast black forest... is there really a gold mountain? And where did the Shan Tatars' big ship come from?..."

In the animal skin tent, Master Juehui, who was sitting cross-legged, had no answer. He also had no chance to contact the Shan Tatar tribe outside. Two axe-wielding warriors from the kingdom ate and lived with him. Those shining axes were the "Buddhism" that he could not surpass. And outside the tent, various shouts came from time to time, mixed with many Japanese accents. However, the most frequently mentioned name in these accents is no longer Buddha or Bodhisattva, but the name of another "Shinto deity", "the main god of Asuka"...

The snow was flying southward, and in Wakasa Province, more than 3,000 miles to the south, someone already knew the answer. The big businessman Morino Kiyoshi rode his horse at full speed, and rushed all the way from Gyeonggi to a hidden coast in Wakasa Bay. The monk Yaju came panting from behind, jumped off his horse and pointed to a place on the seashore. Two sea-covering ships with the flag of the Tendai sect were quietly anchored not far away.

"Buddha! This? This! This Shantaar sea ship is actually... the sea-covering ship I lost!..."

Morino Kiyoshi widened his eyes, and after just a moment of looking, he was stunned by surprise. He recognized it! One of these ships was the sea-covering ship that he lost in the North Sea four or five years ago! In the entire northern waters, there is no such ocean-going ship except the one he sent. But this long-lost ship actually appeared in the hands of the Shantars, and actually appeared here? Could it be that the reason for the disappearance of this ship was...

"Buddha! That damn idiot! This group of barbaric Shantars!... Poor me, Morino Kiyoshi, I ran my legs off, but I couldn't jump out of this damn vortex!..."

Morino Kiyoshi stood for a moment, and his already ugly expression became even uglier. But because of the huge mess that the "idiot" had made, in order not to be dragged down by the other party, he had to pinch his nose, put aside his preparations for tribute trade, and rush here day and night, and board the Shantars' dangerous ship again...

"Praise the Lord! Morino-kun, we meet again!..."

On the Zhaiyang ship, Ryuzoji Jiahong was dressed in a samurai outfit, smiling, looking at Morino Kiyoshi who took the Yazu monk on board. Morino Kiyoshi was stunned, staring at the "Watanabe Masumi" with short hair, his eyes gradually changed, and his expression became complicated.

"Masumi, it's you! You've long since joined the Shantar tribe and have been hiding in their ranks... Could it be that you led the Shantar tribe southward?!..."

"Mori-no-kun! This is a long story, I just went with the flow... Now, I'm no longer a Tiantai monk, but a priest of the Lord God!..."

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Ryuzoji Iehiro smiled faintly, spread out eight fingers, and then pointed to the small table on the nail plate. The small brazier was boiling a pottery pot, and a pot of tea had been set up. And two futons were placed on both sides of the table, waiting...

"Lord God bless you! Why don't we drink tea and chat! I haven't tasted the good tea of ​​Kinki for a long time. As for what Morino-kun wants to know, whether it's the past relationship, the current transaction, or some possibilities in the future... The kingdom can talk, and we can talk too!..."

"Hmm? The kingdom?!..."

Mori-no Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes, nodded slowly, and walked towards the kneeling futon. The warriors of the kingdom were surrounding them, watching the Wakasa coast and the smoke from the distant villages with vigilance. This was the first time that the kingdom's exploration fleet had arrived at the southern coast of the Japanese people and seen so many Japanese towns. The number and scale of Japanese towns were beyond imagination...

The long wind continued to howl, and the complexity and planning of the Japanese country were all hidden in the flying snowflakes. On the Mexican plateau where it was spring all year round, the third surrender negotiation between the kingdom and Yunshan City also began again in the "Prophet's Tent".

Xuluot, wearing dark sacrificial clothes and a tall feather crown, sat solemnly opposite an elderly Mixtec descendant. Both of them looked solemn, sometimes arguing in a deep voice in Nahua language, and sometimes taking a sip of red cocoa. And a map of the coast of Lower California was unfolded between the two. As for the location that the two pointed to from time to time, a striking red circle on the map was drawn in the southern part of the map, between Xihe Village and Shamu City, at the mouth of the Dasha River, the flooded and uncultivated Dasha River Plain...