Chapter 3 light green

Jing Hu sat down on the edge of the corridor and listened attentively.The sound of the flute does not have a melodious charm, but it makes people feel like countless tiny puppets dancing from the sky one after another, shaking their heads and dancing away.Listening to it, the depression in my chest suddenly opened, and I felt comfortable. "Who is playing it? Could it be the Kagura master or Kyogen master here?" Jing Hu wanted to see who the sound of the flute came from, but he followed the sound and found Naomi's residence.But he didn't think it was Nami who played the flute. He had heard Nami's piano, but he had never heard or seen Nami playing the flute. It was impossible for her to play so well in just one or two years, not to mention the light and funny music. The tune doesn't sound like Nami's.

At this time, the local wealthy families often took in the traveling singers or blind musicians for several months to appreciate their skills. Jing Hu walked into Naimei's inner courtyard, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly. "who is it?" There was no light in the room, and the voice was Naomi. Jing Hu asked, "Are you Naomi?" "Ah! Is it Master Jinghu?" Her slender figure appeared at the edge of the corridor, kneeling and looking at Jing Hu. "Who played the flute? I wanted to listen to more songs, so I came here!" "Please come up! I'll light the lamp right away." Naomi turned around and entered the room.

"Don't light the lamp, I'll just sit here and listen, tell him to keep playing!" Naomi covered her mouth with her sleeve and said with a smile: "Oh, I made you laugh, it was me who blew it." "Oh?" Jing Hu stared at her in surprise.Jing Hu thinks she is very beautiful, and can already feel that she has a femininity that was not there before, covering her body like a warm mist.But this kind of femininity will not oppress his mind as before, making him feel unclean, instead, it is warm and soft like a light mist, filling the surroundings with indescribable joy.

Naomi tilted her head and asked playfully, "How is it? You've been listening for a long time." "Haven't you never played the flute before?" Jing Hu was a little unconvinced. Naomi brought a round cushion, "Please sit down!" Jing Hu sat down, "Have you learned it before? Why haven't you heard it before?" "I didn't learn it before. I learned it after you left. Not long after you left, Komano Yusei, the old musician in the palace, brought a letter from my father's friend, and I learned from him." "Then—how long have you been studying?"

"Seven or eight months." "You can play so well in such a short time, show me the flute!" In fact, he is not that interested in the matter of the flute, but sitting here can only talk about this aspect. Naomi brought him the flute.He looked it over carefully, but couldn't see the name, but felt very light, like a feather. "So light." "This is several hundred years old. It has dried up. It is the famous flute handed down by Master Xingcheng. Master left here last spring and went to Shangzhou Road. When he left, he gave this flute to me." "Does this flute have a name?"

"It's called light green, written on it with vermilion lacquer, let me light a lamp to show you! After so many years of manual rubbing, it is almost gone, but the shadow of the words is still there..." "Don't light the lamp." Jing Hu looked closely under the moonlight. Although he couldn't see clearly, there were indeed shadows of characters on it. "Can I blow it off?" "Please!" Jing Hu picked up the flute, played it lightly, and immediately made a clear sound. "It really is a good flute!" "The flute is good, but you're also good at playing it! Most people always blow hard when they first blow it, but they can't make a good sound. It's better to play it softly like you."

"I want to learn too, is it difficult?" "It's not difficult, I learned it right away." "Can you teach me?" "As long as you have time." Naomi smiled, "By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet. I heard from my father that you made great achievements." Jing Hu was praised by her, and said happily: "It is the efforts of my subordinates, and your father has also helped a lot, not my strength. However, the enemy is unexpectedly weak. If the war is like that, I will never fight in the future." Lose!" He unconsciously raised his voice.

"My father admires your command very much. He said that you have reached a realm that he has not been able to achieve for decades. Remembering that it was only a few months ago that he taught you military science, he couldn't help but shed tears of joy." Naimei's words made Jinghu's heart burst with joy, like the warm spring rain falling after a long winter and long snow. "I like to fight." He said, and found that the words were a bit childish, and he straightened his chest and changed his words: "War is a place of life and death. All spirits are tense. I feel that the roots of my hair stand on end and my breath is held. I like that. feeling."

The more he cared, the more childish his words became, and he couldn't help becoming impatient.Naomi seemed to want to say something, but she stopped talking and kept smiling.Under the moonlight, her smiling expression looked like an adult listening to childish nonsense.Jing Hu blushed suddenly. "Just say what you want!" "I was worried when I heard from my father. Just now I heard you said that you like to fight. I don't think so. If you are unlucky, who knows what will happen? You should try to avoid fighting, even if you have to fight anyway. , and we can't fight from the beginning..."

Jing Hu was furious: "You mean I will lose?!" Naomi's smile disappeared, but the bright moonlight still illuminated the smile that remained in her eyes.As soon as Jing Hu saw the expression of the affluent adult, he became annoyed. "I'm not saying that you will lose, because any famous player will be lucky or unlucky..." "Don't be arrogant! What do people who have never fought in war know? I hate women who think they are smart!" Jinghu's attitude changed drastically, and Naomi looked at him puzzled. "Return this flute to you!" He threw the flute on Naomi's lap, and strode out of the yard.Back in the room, the bed has been made.He went to bed without changing his clothes, and was about to blow out the lamp to go to bed, when he heard the sound of the flute again, and the light tune annoyed him.

"She can play tricks!" He muttered, but the image of Danami seemed to be painted on his eyelids, and he fell asleep with the sound of the flute.
Jing Hu returned to Tochio, more closely guarded against the attack of the three armies.But because both sides supported their own self-respect, there was no major battle, and two years passed in such a peaceful way.Although there were a few small battles during which there were wins and losses, but if Tochio lost, it was because Jinghu didn't fight in person, as long as he went to the battlefield in person, he would definitely win. Jing Hu is eighteen years old, and his stature is still short, less than five feet tall, but full of invincible spirit.His appearance is quite in line with his style, with a very good complexion, a dark face with a dense mustache, thick eyebrows, high nose and big eyes, bright pupils, and slightly thick lips showing his strong will. Not only is he handsome, but he is also different from ordinary generals in many aspects.He devoutly believed in the Bishamon god, set up a worship hall in the city, and worshiped in the morning and evening.People at that time may have very devout beliefs in gods and Buddhas, but Jing Hu was particularly devout. In addition to praying sincerely every morning and evening, he also sat in meditation for a long time in front of the Buddha statue after worship. He is not at all feminine.Usually at his age, he should have married a wife and had children, and even bought a concubine, but he has no interest in women.Ben Zhuang Qingxiu and other retainers tried to persuade him, but he just said calmly: "I don't want a woman!" His tone was so firm that no one dared to persuade him again. He doesn't like to eat meat, but he just likes to drink. When he is in a good mood, he can drink two or three liters, and there is no side dish, just a little bit of miso.He was never drunk and drank freely. His life was simple, strict, and restrained, like a monk.He was invincible, which made him famous.Many people appreciate him in their hearts, especially the retainers of Kasugayama's Nagao family for generations, and they all hope that he can bring real peace to Echigo. Some people with malicious intentions go to Qingjing to tell tales, and Qingjing feels more and more displeased.He didn't reflect on himself, join hands with Jing Hu to calm down the wavering hearts, and he didn't have the ability to design Jing Hu, he just got angry and worried, and indulged in sex even more.Soon, something happened that made him restless. It started with the beloved boy Gen Saburo.
Tianwen was sixteen years old, and Yuan Saburo was nineteen years old.Ordinary people would have taken Yuanfu long ago, but he himself didn't want to, neither did his sister Fujizi, and even Qingjing didn't want to.Because he was born more beautiful than a woman, he was reluctant to shave off the hair on his forehead. In the spring of that year, Genzaburo went to Jingu, a mile and a half away from Mount Kasuga, to enjoy the flowers.He took four young warriors and a entourage with guns, and walked leisurely among the cluttered crowd.He was wearing an autumn-colored shirt under a white shirt, purple-dyed skirt trousers embroidered with tung flowers in silver silk, a peony-colored sleeveless cape with a red satin breast, and a pair of gold knives, with green bangs hanging in the middle. On the pink and fragrant cheeks, it is really beautiful and eye-catching.Everyone forgot to admire the flowers, and just watched Genzaburo off. Due to his lifestyle over the years, Genzaburo, who is very feminine, likes people's amazing expressions the most.He half-opened the silver-bottomed red plum fan and propped his chin, walking gracefully.He walked from one cherry tree to another, all the way to a group of women in fine clothes under the tent with the pattern of double geese, and those women were whispering. Genzaburo is the happiest to be able to appreciate this kind of woman.In fact, he still doesn't understand the charm of women, he just knows that women know how to appreciate themselves better than men.Even when the maids in Kasuga Mountain City saw him in the courtyard or porch of the inner hall, they would hold their breath and watch his beauty. At that time, he would feel blushing and heart beating, feeling indescribably happy. As he approached, the voice under the canopy suddenly stopped, and when he walked there, it was even more silent.He slowed down naturally, then stopped, and admired the flowers with the most graceful posture. He didn't need to look, he also knew that the women under the canopy were watching him with bated breath.
After letting those women see enough, Genzaburo walked away with graceful steps.The woman's heart all drifted away from the tent, with a dazed mood like chasing the unfinished pleasant dream.When the mind is settled, there is still a tinge of annoying warmth. Someone said: "I seem to be dreaming!" Immediately, there were echoes from all around. "I also felt stiff and stopped breathing." "It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful man." "who is he?" "If it's not the people from the mansion hall, it's from Kasuga Mountain!" "who knows……" "How old is he?" "have no idea!" "oops!" Sweet laughter, like a flock of birds in a bamboo grove. The master of these women, that is, their wives, smiled and watched their excitement and noise from the upper seat.She was a beautiful lady about twenty-seven or eight years old. She poured wine from a silver jug ​​into a red wine glass and slowly brought it to her lips.The red cup reflects the snow-white and smooth skin, which is truly glamorous. She asked casually, "What's the matter? Did such a beautiful person really pass by?" She was slightly drunk and her pupils were moist. "Oh! Ma'am, don't you see? But it's not suitable for you to look at people like that, what a pity!" The lady just smiled and said nothing. "That person is about eighteen or nine years old..." "So beautiful, her skin is whiter than a woman's, and her eyes and nose..." "He still propped his chin with a silver fan, oh, that's it..." The middle school girls clamored to explain, and the more they talked, the more excited they became, and they kept talking.As the lady listened, she had a vague image of an elegant and handsome young man in her heart. "Well, you guys have been rewarded with flowers today!" She said with a smile, some inexplicable throbbing flashed through her heart, and her heartbeat suddenly increased, "Ah! I'm drunk!" She put down the glass and touched it with her fingertips Press between the eyebrows. This noble lady is Mrs. Toki, the wife of Shinbatao Margari Nagatoshi, the lord of Shibata Castle in Kitakambara County.The Shibata family has been loyal to the Kasugayama Nagao family since the Weijing period. After the Akita Hitaro rebellion, most of the nobles in Kambara Prefecture followed Akita, and only the Shibata family remained loyal to Kasugayama.In order to show their loyalty, the Shinbata family, like other daimyos, built a mansion in the mansion and kept their wives here. This situation is similar to the situation in which the foreign daimyos set up houses in Edo and left their wives as hostages in the later Edo period. During this period, Nagatoshi guarded Shinbata Castle but did not return, because Akita Hitaro's second son Jinjin Kunikishi built a city in Zhonggayuan Shinzan, and invaded the Shinbata territory at every turn.The head of the family has been away for a long time, and the family atmosphere is naturally relaxed. The maid in the inner courtyard, who is usually happy and happy, sees that the spring is warm and everyone travels to the mountains to enjoy the flowers. "I heard that the flowers in Jingu are very beautiful. It's very lively there. How about going to see it? It's not good for your health to be bored in the house all day long!" Mrs. Shi was coaxed out of the boudoir by the maids in this way.
At dusk, the maid in the inner courtyard of Xinfatian's house packed her bags and set off on her way home.The wife and several high-status high school girls sat on horseback, while the others went down the mountain on foot.This group of beautiful ranks is facing the cold spring breeze and the envious eyes of tourists on the roadside. Madam was already quite drunk, worried that people would see her, she tightly gathered the collar of her cloak, only her forehead was exposed, and she swayed back and forth on the horse with downcast eyes.Suddenly, a maid leaned close to her horse and began to chirp: "Look, madam, the beautiful samurai just now is under the big cherry tree on the right." Mrs. Shi followed the prestige.I saw Genzaburo just under the blooming flowers, holding the horse's mouth covered with fiery red neck leather with one hand, and holding a black lacquered whip with red ears in his left hand, looking up at their ranks.His black satin-like bangs hung down on his snow-white forehead.When the madam thought that his flowery red lips were indeed charming, the two suddenly looked at each other. The eyes that were too soft for a man opened wide, and they were surprised and then looked at again. At this moment, the waitress whispered in Madam's ear again, "What a handsome man..." The trembling voice came into Madam's bored heart, and suddenly reverberated, a strange tremor ran down her spine.She tightened her skirt again and lowered her eyes, but the beautiful image she saw just now was still beating in front of her eyes, and her heart fluctuated accordingly. She murmured: "I'm drunk, too much wine..." When I went down the hill and was about to turn out of the street, the maid just came over on horseback. "I know his name. He is Genzaburo, who is loved by Mr. Kasugayama Qingjing, and he is indeed a famous person..." She kept chattering, her voice was low but her tone was excited.Mrs. Shi didn't look at her, but she could feel her thin lips opening and closing, and couldn't help feeling bored. "Why are you telling me this? Do you think I like to hear it?" Her voice was stern, her face livid. The waitress was stunned, her eyes widened, and then her face was pale, and she pleaded eagerly: "I...I...I'm sorry, pardon me!" With her head lowered, she backed away shyly. Mrs. Shi tightened the collar of her cloak again, lowered her eyes, and a feeling of wanting to cry hit her heart. "I'm drunk..." Tears dripped down. In the middle of the night, Mrs. Shi woke up, the drunkenness of the day was gone, and her mind was as clear as water.She stared at the thin lights, thinking of Yuan Sanlang.To be honest, it was Genzaburo's shadow that remained in her mind. "Did I like him? Would I like a kid like that?" She has also heard the gossip about Gensaburo's sister and brother, and knows that they were born in the nobles of Kyoto, and they were bought by the lustful Qingjing, who regarded them as taboos, loved them very much, and sometimes asked them to sleep with them at the same time. "That kind of person!" She said with contempt in her heart. Suddenly, she felt extremely hot. "It's so hot!" She showed her two snow-white arms and opened the front of her clothes, only to feel a little cool, but she felt hot on her back. "Why is it so hot? Maybe it will rain tomorrow!" She turned over and thought, "Those sisters and brothers are not good people!" The strange thing is that she didn't think of herself as a wife at all.
If Shinbata Nagaton came back to the mansion at this time, then the confusion in his wife's heart would disappear without leaving a trace like a mist blown away by the morning wind. Unfortunately, the tense situation in Puyuan County firmly nailed him. In Xinfatian City, there is no way to go away. For Owari Shouchang Atsushi, this can only be regarded as doom.The shadow that suddenly covered Mrs. Shi's heart became thicker with time, and finally hardened like rust, firmly nailed to the depths of her heart.The image of that person is projected everywhere in my heart from time to time, dreaming every night. Although she is old, her personality is not so strong, she is not smart, and she is just an ordinary gentle woman. Naturally, Mrs. Shi cannot deeply hide the secrets in her heart.The man's name leaked from his mouth from time to time. "Mrs. Fujizi's sister and brother were born in the capital of Kyoto. I don't know what their family looks like?" "Kakizaki-sama's concubine's natal family is also the Duke of Kyoto. I wonder if there is any relationship between their family and Mrs. Fujishi's sister's family?" "It's a pity, if the world is better, Yuan Saburo can pay homage to officials at the court, and he won't be reduced to serving only one person here!" These words are on her lips occasionally, but a few people with sharp ears and eyes can see through her psychology at a glance, especially the maid who is very interested in this kind of thing, has seen through the secrets in Madam's heart earlier. People have various ways to satisfy their desires. When they cannot satisfy themselves, they will satisfy themselves by helping others achieve their goals.Those maids of the Xinfatian family who had learned about his wife's secrets had this kind of mentality unconsciously. They let his wife Dasui's love for Genzaburo seem to satisfy their own love.Of course, they didn't know that they had this level of consciousness, they just showed their loyalty, and their enthusiasm inflamed Madam's love psychology even more. At this time, there was a blind girl who often went in and out of the mansion and the residences of the feudal lords of Mount Kasuga.She is about thirty-seven or eighty years old, and she is good at Zheng music. Because of her cleanliness, she often goes in and out of the inner courtyards of various residences and inner halls of the city hall.The maid at Xinfatian's house made an idea to ask her to help reconcile the relationship. After discussion, the maids persuaded his wife to write a love letter.Although the madam was timid and hesitant, she finally wrote.The maid handed the love letter to the blind girl and asked her to pass it on to Genzaburo.Of course the blind girl refused, but the waitresses threatened and lured her, so she finally agreed. The blind girl knew that Genzaburo would visit his sister once a day to say hello.The next day, she went to Fujishi's residence in Kasugayama Castle, talked with the maid and waited, and Genzaburo really came. She listened carefully to Genzaburo in the next room, and when she heard Genzaburo was about to leave after exchanging greetings, she immediately ran after him and caught up with him in the corridor. "Sorry, I have something to ask you, can I bother you?" "Please?" Yuan Saburo was a little skeptical in the face of this unexpected person. "Yes, just to excuse me." "What's up?" "It's not very convenient here..." The blind girl raised all her nerves to pay attention to the movement around her, and her worried appearance aroused Saburo's curiosity. "Okay! You come with me!" He walked through the corridor, walked out of the edge of the study corridor, put on his shoes, "Come down! There are shoes here! Come, I'll hold you!" He took the blind girl by the hand and carefully led her to the greenery in the courtyard. "There's no one else here, just tell me!" The blind girl listened for a while, then lowered her voice and said, "I brought you a letter for someone, the lady you saw when you were viewing flowers in Jingu this spring..." Gen Saburo's heart beat like thunder. Although he knew that the women he had seen were in love with him, he still didn't know the relationship between men and women. "Who is that lady?" He also asked in a low voice. "It's the wife of Xinfatian City Lord..." "Give me the letter!" As soon as he took the letter, he immediately stuffed it into his arms.