Twenty years after Tianwen, the funeral of Oda Nobuhide finally came to an end, but the internal affairs of Owari did not end there.From the day after the funeral, Shibata Gonroku and Sakumaemon frequently traveled between the veterans of the Oda clan, using Oda Nobunaga's absurd behavior on the day of the funeral as a new excuse. Quan Liu and Sakuma acted like this, not out of selfishness, they were actually thinking about the future of the Oda clan.They believe that if Nobunaga is allowed to take charge of the Oda clan, it will definitely bring disaster to Owari.There is no shortage of precedents for similar things in history.Considering their respective interests, Shingen, the son of Takeda Nobutora, and Yoshimoto Imagawa, the son-in-law of Kai Takeda Nobutora, conspired and finally imprisoned the brutal Nobutora in Junfu.Quanliu, Sakuma and Hayashi Sado agreed that Nobunaga's brutality was worse than Nobutora's, so their attacks were very fierce.They believe that they are the real "loyal ministers" of the Oda clan.According to this trend, after the first seven-day puja, they will urgently put Nobunaga's retirement on the agenda.

On the ninth day of March, at dusk, Hirate Masahide and everyone discussed the next day's puja, and went to Wansong Temple to visit Monk Dayun.When Monk Dayun saw Zhengxiu, he first smiled and said, "You look unwell, are you worried about your lord's funeral?" "good." The monk smiled, brewed the tea himself, and presented it to Zhengxiu, "But I think the time to worry you is long gone." "So, the master also thinks that the successor must belong to faith and deeds?" "His stamina is completely different from Mr. Shang Zongjie." Dayun shook his head lightly.

Zhengxiu couldn't help staring at Monk Dayun closely, "Master, is there still a good show to watch?" "As expected of Mr. Zhengxiu, his eyes are sharp. But this son, no one in the world can see through it." "Master also thinks that the young master is an extraordinary person?" Dayun reprimanded: "At this time, if you still doubt and hesitate, you are disloyal to the lord." "My lord?" "Master Wansongyuan who has just ascended to heaven." Zhengxiu remained silent.It turns out that there is also a confidant here... A warm current surged in his chest.

"Master Shang Zongjie has seen an out-of-the-way way." "A way out of the way?" "He has stepped into the Buddhist world where everything is safe with one foot. The courage shown in front of his father's tablet is truly great wisdom and courage. To admit everything new is to destroy everything old..." Speaking of this, Monk Dayun smiled, "Therefore, the assistants should also swear to follow. If the assistants move slowly, it will be difficult for Mr. Shang Zongjie to do anything. Do you understand?" Hirate Masahide suddenly realized. "Thank you for your enlightenment!" He thanked solemnly and left.

Back at the mansion, Zhengxiu took out the paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and sat down quietly in front of the desk. "If the assistant is slow to move, it will be difficult for the chief executive to do anything." Monk Dayun's words firmly grabbed Hirate Masahide's heart.Dayun not only said that "assistants should also swear to follow" but also said that "to doubt and hesitate at this time is to be disloyal to the lord". In terms of secular blood relationship, Monk Dayun is Xinxiu's uncle.Although his words and deeds are soft and euphemistic on the surface, in fact he is aggressive, and his spirit is by no means inferior to Xinxiu.His status in the Oda clan is quite similar to that of Zen Master Xuezhai in the Imagawa clan.The difference is that Xuezhai often assists Yiyuan in front of others, while Monk Dayun only gives advice behind the scenes.Last year, Nobuhide was still hesitant about whether to donate money to restore the imperial palace and whether to enshrine the two shrines of Ise and Atsuta, so he went to ask Monk Dayun for advice.Therefore, Xinxiu and Zhengxiu often discussed with Monk Dayun, regardless of strategy and tactics, or the details of politics.

Today, Monk Dayun gave Zhengxiu a very ironic slap in the face: "The Nobunaga you have cultivated by yourself has stepped into a realm that even this master can't understand." Even so, Zhengxiu did not take Dayun's words as mere words. As irony, it is not only a full affirmation of Nobunaga, but also the meaning of motivating Zhengxiu. Hirate Masahide sat at the table, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought. "Father, it's time to light the lamp..." The third son Hongxiu walked in and quietly put down the candlestick.Zhengxiu ignored it.Hongxiu knew his father's habits, so he stepped lightly and was about to go out, but Zhengxiu called him: "Very left."

"Father." "What do you think of the current master?" "This..." Hongxiu tilted his head slightly and thought about it, "It's a bit deviant." "Oh." Masahide nodded slightly, and said gently, "Call Goroemon." Goroemon is Hirohide's older brother and Masahide's second son. Not long after Hongxiu left, Goroemon walked in: "Father, did you call me?" "I have something to ask you. What do you think of the current master?" "Father asked me?" "Is he the wise master or the faint master?"

"Probably...can't be called Mingzhu...what he did on the day of the funeral..." Zhengxiu nodded and interrupted him: "Okay, I just want to ask your opinion. Call the supervisor." Zhengxiu's eldest male supervisor is very afraid of Nobunaga.At the beginning, Nobunaga once took a fancy to a strong horse of Jianwu, but Jianwu refused to give it to him.Later, when the supervisor changed his mind and wanted to give the horse to Nobunaga, he was severely reprimanded by Nobunaga.Since then, he has been very afraid of Nobunaga. Soon, the supervisor came in and sat down beside Zhengxiu.

"Superior," Hirate Masahide's voice became even deeper, "What do you think of the current lord?" "..." "My father thought that he was rough and absurd on the surface, but he was extraordinary and refined on the inside... What do you think?" The supervisor didn't answer.His eyes were serious, as if he was wondering why his father asked about this matter. "Don't you think he's unusual?" "Perhaps, but the boy has never seen any delicacy from him so far." "Oh." Zhengxiu breathed out, "If he has rich feelings for his subordinates in his heart, we must try to make him show it, so as to unite the entire Oda clan... This is the responsibility of the retainers."

"Why did father say such a thing?" "I want to ask you whether you have confidence in the lord." "Father, Jianwu is not yet an adult, so I haven't thought about this yet." Zhengxiu nodded, and waved the supervisor to go down.Obviously, the inspector doesn't like Nobunaga.These three children have not yet realized Nobunaga's demeanor.Jung Soo closed his eyes again.Outside the window, the sky is getting dark.The shadow of the candles in the room flickered, and his shadow kept shaking on the window paper. "Lord Wansongyuan..." After a while, Zhengxiu spit out these words, calling for the deceased lord. "Among all your retainers, Zhengxiu is the one you trust the most..." His closed eyes were moist. "Please forgive me... How could Zhengxiu live up to your trust, please forgive me!" He said sadly to himself, as if Xinxiu was right in front of him. "I'm just making a bet with Master Ji. If Master Ji can successfully inherit the throne and include all of Owari and the entire Kinki, as his master, I will do my duty... But it seems a bit wishful thinking... No, Jung Soo is not crying because of sadness, but because of joy..."

At this time, the sound of rats rustling came from above Zhengxiu's head.To him, it seemed as if Xinxiu was appearing. "Oh, you're listening..." He looked up at the roof, crying like a helpless child. "Master Ji, Zhengxiu seems to have been surpassed by Master Ji. He has already made ordinary people incomprehensible... But, Lord, you personally chose Zhengxiu as Master Ji's guardian... Zhengxiu is not talented, but as a dignified warrior, he will definitely Persevere to the end. Please rest assured...please rest assured...the First Master!" Zhengxiu unconsciously laid his hands on the tatami and sobbed.Of course, it is hard to say that these are tears of joy, but they are mixed with some warm sentimentality like spring rain. The lord passed away...his death was so sudden, and the sense of impermanence in life firmly grasped Zhengxiu's heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.He thought that he, too, would soon die, and suddenly felt lonely.It is unbelievable that he was able to survive countless bloody storms and survive to this day.But why did I come to this world?Zhengxiu was confused by these, entirely out of his loyal nature. The generation of Nobusu and Zhengxiu have fallen like last year's dead leaves, but this does not mean that the trees will die. The next year's trees will be taller and more vigorous based on last year's dead leaves.Nobunaga and Kwon Roo are both trees in the coming year, Zhengxiu couldn't help thinking.The young Zhengxiu also disrespected Xinxiu.He had privately calculated that if he served such a lord, he might not have a bright future in his life.But his doubts dissipated at some point, and he was finally conquered by Xinxiu, and he followed him willingly for life.If Nobunaga can't even convince Shibata Gonroku's generation, what great things can he accomplish? "Master Ji, please leave it to you!" Xinxiu's entrustment was right in front of her eyes.He will serve Oda Nobunaga loyally throughout his life.As a samurai, this promise is to be kept as long as he lives. Hirate Masahide looked up after crying heartily.At this moment, there was no trace of sadness on his face.He looked around, took the inkstone with a smile, and slowly grinded the ink.Life has its own joys and sorrows.From the first time he read and practiced calligraphy, he often played Liange games with Zongmu, Xinxiu and others.The elegant times of the past come to mind unconsciously.Everything in the past seemed to be for today, and even reading and practicing calligraphy at that time was preparing for writing this suicide note today, but can it be called elegant this time?Zhengxiu couldn't help but burst into a wry smile. After studying the ink, Zhengxiu picked up the lamp and twisted it.The surroundings suddenly brightened, and the paper seemed to emit a fragrance.Lifting the pen, the nib slowly fell on the paper.The family members have probably rested, and the house is silent.Zhengxiu wrote the word "remonstration book" at the beginning, and immersed himself in the fragrance of ink. Once he made up his mind, Zhengxiu suddenly felt relaxed, as if he was wandering in a free world without obstacles, without fetters or worries. "Repeatedly speaking but not accepted, Zhengxiu felt incompetent and decided to die. If the lord thinks that going to death is a bad strategy, I implore the lord to listen to the saints from now on. If the lord can follow the advice, then I will go to Jiuquan Under the circumstances, I should also be deeply relieved." Zhengxiu wrote here like a cloud and flowing water, and suddenly stopped writing.What I wrote is by no means empty words, but when I think of the various situations when Nobunaga read this suicide note, I can't help feeling as if a knife is piercing my heart.But if his tone is not harsh enough at this time, his life of Zhengxiu will lose its meaning.After all, he has been far surpassed by Nobunaga, and it is difficult to catch up.But he didn't stop moving forward.Even now, he is still doing his best, at the expense of his life!Even if these words are difficult for Bo Xin to express, but as long as they are expressing the truth, Zhengxiu feels that they should be written out without any concealment. "First of all, my lord, please stop your grotesque behavior. If you still wear straw rope around your waist and disheveled hair, I will be very sad. It goes without saying that you can go out without wearing hakama clothes. Naked behavior will definitely make people in Owari Sigh deeply." After writing this, Zhengxiu gently closed his eyes again.Yesterday, he was indeed still having a headache for Nobunaga.Riding the No. 1 horse in Owari, but eating persimmons and chestnuts unscrupulously, strutting through the market, spitting out fruit shells, playing and dancing with the people, he is just like a hopeless bastard.But today, everything has changed.Zhengxiu finally realized that Nobunaga's sincere and passionate emotions were hidden behind that weird behavior.Nobunaga obviously wanted to express his extreme dissatisfaction and hatred for some current generals through absurd behavior.Those military generals killed each other to satisfy their greed, but turned a blind eye to the starvation on the roadside, and left the palace dilapidated and dilapidated without repairing it.Even the first essentials of politics are completely ignored, so what about etiquette?He wore a straw rope around his waist and behaved recklessly in front of his father's tablet, as if saying, "You are like them!" Zhengxiu felt that Nobunaga was holding back tears and expressing his dissatisfaction with his late father.Therefore, Nobunaga may resolutely tear up this suicide note without shedding a tear.He might even spit on Zhengxiu's corpse. It doesn't matter.Although Zhengxiu felt that what he was writing was nothing more than old-fashioned nonsense, and that he wanted to turn Nobunaga into a common and trivial person, he continued to write. After writing the suicide note, it was already late at night, and the surrounding air was chilling.Zhengxiu is very fortunate that his family has never been surprised by his habit of writing all night.He solemnly placed the letter of advice on the table. "It's over, Lord Manshoin." Zhengxiu stood up slowly, and calmly rolled up the two layers of matting on the tatami.Then, he took the short knife from the knife holder, sat down at the table, and slowly looked around. A cock crowed in the distance.Zhengxiu smiled with satisfaction.He doesn't think that his death can stop Nobunaga's grotesque behavior, but many people around Nobunaga have been left far behind by Nobunaga.As long as his death can make Nobunaga realize this, he will be satisfied. Politics and battles cannot be waged if only one man can see far enough... The quiet air made Zhengxiu feel the warmth and comfort of spring, and now he was no longer sad or hesitant.He stroked his stomach lightly, marveling at the new wrinkles. "It's great to be alive today." He sighed, picked up the knife, threw away the scabbard, and wiped the tip of the knife with paper. "The First Master..." He murmured, made up his mind, and closed his eyes.He believes that the last prayer in life will be transformed into the soul and will that will remain in the world forever. "Please bless Nobunaga! Please let me always be by Nobunaga's side! Nobunaga...Nobunaga..." Zhengxiu sharply pointed the tip of the knife at his abdomen. Because of the pain, his wrist trembled slightly. He opened his eyes wide and prayed desperately facing the void, like a ghost with a stern expression. "Please let me accompany Nobunaga!" Zhengxiu broke out.The tip of the knife had already scratched the right rib, and the intestines protruded out.He pulled the knife out of his stomach and fell down on the tatami.In front of my eyes, Venus danced wildly, like a dazzling rainbow.He suddenly pointed the tip of the knife at his neck, and his body rushed forward.Blood gushed out, and strange rainbows shone in the dark night.He struggled, making a dying sound, but it was so faint it was barely audible.Zhengxiu left this world with the wish to be with Nobunaga forever. "Father, haven't you woken up yet? It's time to serve the Lord." The next morning, the eldest male supervisor called out from the door.He was dressed in black and was going to attend the Dharma meeting at Wansong Temple.There was no reply for a long time, the supervisor quietly opened the partition, and suddenly, he collapsed on the ground. "Father...Father..." He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. "Father must be crazy...why did he commit suicide?" he murmured. Goroemon flew over.Even the left also came running.However, the supervisor did not let his younger brothers touch his father's body. He was afraid of Nobunaga, and shouted nervously: "Very left!" "exist." "You report to the lord immediately and ask him if he wants to come for an autopsy. You tell him that your father committed suicide in a frenzy. Never tell what your father asked us about yesterday." The pale Jin Zuo immediately ran to the stable. In less than half an hour, Nobunaga arrived at Hirate Masahide's residence.He seemed to be planning to attend the ceremony solemnly, and his clothes were not as messy as usual.Goroemon and the supervisor lead Nobunaga to Masahide's bedroom.As soon as Nobunaga saw Zhengxiu, his eyes seemed to burst, and he shouted sharply, "Supervisor!" "exist." "You said your father committed suicide in a frenzy?" "Yes. I think... there will be no other reasons. Father always remembers the kindness of the Lord in his heart, and he has never made a mistake, and never thought..." "Bastard!" Nobunaga scolded, "Is this like crazy suicide?" He stopped suddenly, rushed forward, and picked up Zhengxiu's body with both hands.Nobunaga's hands and clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't care, and slowly opened Zhengxiu's right hand that was holding the dagger tightly. "My lord, let's do this kind of thing." Goroemon hastily moved to Nobunaga's side. Nobunaga gave him a rough look, and personally clenched Masahide's loose right hand into a fist.Jian Wu and Jin Zuo knelt beside him, watching all this in fear.They thought that if the father hadn't said that his father had committed suicide in a frenzy, the rude Nobunaga might have furiously removed their martial arts registration and expelled the brothers from the Oda clan. Nobunaga quietly laid the corpse face up on the floor, stood up abruptly, and shouted: "Incense!" Jin Zuo hurriedly lit the joss stick. "Supervisor, flower!" Nobunaga shouted again.Seeing that Nobunaga didn't clasp his hands together, and didn't intend to punish them, the supervisor placed the sacrificial flowers and said, "My lord, forgive me." Nobunaga gave him a sharp look, but didn't reprimand him.Zhen Zuo seemed to remember something, and moved forward.Nobunaga still stood there, without taking his eyes off Zhengxiu, and said, "Goroemon." "exist." "Bring the suicide note!" "Suicide note?" "Bastard! On the case!" "Oh?" The supervisor looked at the book case in horror. Nobunaga was surprised that the three brothers didn't even know why their father committed suicide!He couldn't help but feel sad for Master.When Goroemon saw that there was indeed a letter on the table, his face turned pale.The word "remonstration book" is impressively written on the outside. "The utterly confused father actually wants to speak out against this rude new owner, wouldn't it add fuel to the flames? How can this family not be ruined?" Thinking of this, Goroemon's hands couldn't help shaking violently. Nobunaga glanced at Masahide's suicide note, raised his chin at Goroemon, and said sternly, "You, read it!" Goroemon read his father Masahide's suicide note tremblingly. In order to make Nobunaga feel that this is a mildly worded suicide note, he intentionally softened his voice.However, in fact, Zhengxiu’s advice can be described as trivial, from clothing to words and deeds, as if telling his own son: don’t be arrogant, don’t bite your nails, don’t swear at others casually, happy when people are happy, and worry when others are worried... Every one made Goroemon tremble with fear, for fear that the storm would come. However, Nobunaga didn't say a word, just held his head up and closed his eyes, as if he was in deep thought.Goroemon finished reading and put away the suicide note, but Nobunaga remained silent.After a long time, he opened his eyes.Seeing Goroemon standing in front of him tremblingly holding the suicide note, Nobunaga snatched the suicide note and put it in his pocket. Is the word "bastard" blaming Goroemon or Zhengxiu?The three were at a loss. "You don't have to go to serve the public today, can you hear me?" "Yes." The three fell on the ground respectfully. Nobunaga originally wanted to say—don't mention crazy suicides, just bury your father richly, but he couldn't say it.The three Jianwu brothers don't understand what Zhengxiu does, so it's useless to say more. Nobunaga walked out of Hirate Masahide's mansion, sighed again and again, and raised his whip abruptly.Maeda Inu Chiyo followed closely behind the horse.Nobunaga seemed to have forgotten about the existence of Inuchiyo, and galloped towards the Shonai River embankment. When Inuchiyo caught up, Nobunaga had already thrown his horse on the grass under the embankment, and stood in the clear Shonai River in a daze, with his back facing the sky.He knew that Nobunaga often held back his grief so hard that he would not cry.When Nobunaga is sad, he always likes to look up at the sky, or in other words, does he despise the sky? "Bastard Master..." Nobunaga said to himself, "Bastard...do you want me, Nobunaga, to fight alone from now on...or do you want me to become stronger? Poor..." He couldn't hold back any longer Sad, burst into tears. "Master!" Nobunaga shouted wildly, kicking the river desperately, "This is the water that Nobunaga presented to Master, drink it!" The splashed river water scattered like pearls and wet Nobunaga's hair.At this time, he has become a wayward child, "Drink! This river water is my last offering...Drink!" He frantically beat the river water, weeping loudly, and frantically stirred his hands in the river water. "Master! Oda Nobunaga will build a temple to enshrine you one day. Until then, stay in hell!" Inuchiyo tied Nobunaga's horse to a blossoming cherry tree and waited quietly for him to calm down.