Chapter 513 12. The Balance Between the Nine People Is Unexpectedly Broken

Uncle Tsunayoshi left, leaving behind no trace of his lonely figure, and rode back to Futamata.

The road that had never been imagined suddenly appeared in front of Koyata!

"Am I wrong? Or is it the world's fault?"

Koyata asked himself, since we met in the thatched cottage, he was selected from the grass. For ten years, he has been dedicated to his duties, loyal and brave, and has never slacked off. I have never had a single bit of disloyalty in my heart. You treat me as a national hero, and I will repay you as a national hero.

The oath to the moon after seven hardships and eight difficulties is still ringing in my ears, and I dare not forget it!

"As long as Yamauchi Taro treats me as an uncle, I will serve Yamauchi Taro as a minister!"

After making up his mind, Koyata set off immediately. No matter the wind blows from the east, west, south, or north, I will remain unmoved!

As long as Yamauchi Taro stands by Koyata, Koyata has nothing to worry about now or in the future. Kobayata must immediately grasp the issue of Yamanouchi Taro's education, and can no longer completely rely on the monk Kaikawa Shoki.

Kobayata galloped back to his country along the Ina Street and the Tenryu River.

A heavy rain came unexpectedly, and the group had no choice but to find a nearby village to rest.

Thanks to the domestic military station system established by Kobayata, along the route from Shinano to Totomi, in addition to the preparation of the road. Every mile along the route, a pavilion station will be set up, and every four miles, warehouses and stables will be built in the nearby villages to set up military stations.

This is not only conducive to the rapid mobilization and advancement of the army, but also relatively developed these villages along the way.

"I never thought it was Lord Tansho, please come in quickly!" The village headman never thought that someone would knock on the door in the rainy evening.

When Kobayata took off his rain hat and revealed his face that was famous in the East, the village headman was first shocked, and then immediately overjoyed, and welcomed Kobayata into his home.

"Are you the village chief?"

"Yes, yes, I am the chief, listed in the Uchida County military service, 45 kan 200 wen for the public, Nagao Kanji."

"Don't be so nervous, I am the one who disturbs you."

Kobayata walked into the house, a very ordinary rural wooden house, which is spacious and does not need to consider the problem of material occupation. The fire pit in the earthen room of the house is burning vigorously, and something is cooking on it, which smells very good.

"Tanzheng, change your coat quickly, I will ask my wife to help Tanzheng dry it. Wearing wet clothes in this weather will inevitably catch a cold."

"What is cooking? It smells so good!" Kobayata took off his coat and handed it to the chief.

"Mother of the child, come here quickly."

Kobayata sat by the fire pit, and the chief's wife came to help Kobayata and Aji dry their coats, and the chief sat next to Kobayata. While talking, he served soup to Kobayata.

Holding the bowl, the local introduced his three sons to Xiao Pingtai. The eldest was called Yilang, who was already twelve years old, half an adult, and saluted Xiao Pingtai in a proper manner.

As for the second and third sons, they were not so good. One was six years old and the other was four years old. They were still young and could not sit still. They stared at the iron pot on the fire pit, and the third son was holding his finger and swallowing his saliva.

The two lively and cute little boys, Xiao Pingtai naturally knew what the local meant. He brought the three sons to Xiao Pingtai to see. If Xiao Pingtai liked them, it would be impossible to rise to prominence, but at least it would not be a big problem to have a small achievement.

"Come, come, come here." Xiao Pingtai waved to the youngest child to come over, and then handed the half-drunk bowl of soup to the child.

The little boy was not afraid of strangers, probably because he saw farmers with Xiao Pingtai's appearance every day, and he didn't look like a general riding a horse to fight. He took the bowl and drank it up, and looked at Xiao Pingtai after drinking it in one breath.

"Hahahaha, Aji, look, does he look like you back then?"

"Tanzheng, you're making fun of me again." Aji looked like a starving ghost when he was a child. Whenever he was at home, he would squat in the kitchen and eat whatever he could.

"You're a little young, otherwise you could be my follower." Xiaopingtai touched his little head with beautiful hair.

When Jitou saw that the most mischievous third child in the family was favored by Xiaopingtai, his eyebrows were raised with joy, but the child was indeed too young to serve others. Maybe Jitou is happy and anxious now, and he wants to speak but doesn't know what to say.

"It's okay, when he is eight years old and comes to find me in the mansion, it will be the same."

Xiaopingtai waved his hand and asked Chen San to take out his Omi-made small sword.

"This is what I bought when I was in Luoyang before. It's not a valuable thing. Just give it to him."

"Why don't you thank Tanzheng quickly." Jitou took the small sword and quickly asked the child to bow his head to thank Xiaopingtai.

The other two children, Xiao Pingtai, did not forget. The eldest child probably had to learn to ride a horse. In the future, he would inherit his father's military service and ride a horse to the palace to respond to the call to fight. So Xiao Pingtai gave his horse staff to the little boy.

The second child thought about it and thought that he might be a foot soldier in the future. Xiao Pingtai had nothing to teach him. So he gave him one of his short barrels on horseback so that he could get familiar with firing a gun earlier. Maybe he could become a leader of a cannon team in the future and have a chance to get close to the samurai.

"It's summer harvest soon. How much can the village harvest?"

"This..."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to inspect the land."

"Huh..." The farmer breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid it's not very good this year. The rain was not good in spring. This year, the village can probably get 120 shi of wheat. It would be good."

"Then how much should be paid?"

"All added up, it should be about 75 shi."

"You have suffered..."

It is true that the Yamauchi family cannot be called good government. Although the tax payable in this place is probably the tax amount stated in the name field document, the harvest of one hundred and twenty and the tax of seventy-five is really not easy.

"It's not that difficult to live on. It's hard for Lord Tanzheng to take care of the country's affairs, but it's hard to fight from left to right."

"We all have our own difficulties, and we all serve the Yamauchi family, no matter how big or small they are."

"Tanzheng is considerate of me and so on. Thanks to Danzheng for saving me from Koshibata first, I can't thank you enough."

"Then we're going to bother you all night tonight."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's my honor."

After that, the family in the field brought rice, and Mrs. Xiaoping specifically ordered that it was not necessary to steam the rice with pure white rice. We will eat as a family normally.

Five minutes of wheat and five minutes of rice, very simple wheat rice. It’s similar to what Xiaopingtai used to eat when she was poor, but everything tastes delicious when she’s hungry, let alone freshly steamed rice.

There is also a pot of hot miso soup and mixed wild vegetables, which is already very good.

"Is Zixiaolu bomb here?" The family outside the house brought in a man who was soaked all over.

"I am, who are you?" Xiaopingtai put down the bowl.

"The younger one is from the 5th division of Fuchu Banner, under the command of Imai Sui, Mimu Eichiro."

"His Royal Highness Izumo Shou in the mountain was occasionally caught by the wind and cold. Due to old age and physical weakness, he was temporarily uneasy and passed away in his residence two days ago."