MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 202 : Assassination

After reading ancient books in the middle of the night, I don't know when I fell asleep.

The wick on the ancient table was still burning, Yu Xian Zhisheng lit the light out, threw the satin quilt covering his legs on the bed, closed the book on the table, and stretched out comfortably.

The fog in Himeji Castle filled the air, and it was silent.

The sky is slowly lighting up, the pine trees on the sea road are clearly visible, and between the horizon of Harima Beach and the clouds at dawn, the bright red sun seems to be celebrating the arrival of the new city lord.

Four hundred years ago, in the mighty Warring States period, the Japanese hero Toyotomi Hideyoshi set off from here, conquered the entire Japanese territory, and became the fifteenth generation lord of Himeji Castle.

Yu Xianzhisheng also fell asleep after reading it.

In my impression, the next article will talk about the legend of Miyamoto Musashi coming to Himeji Castle.

"Master Yu Xian, the offensive and defensive battle is about to begin, may I serve you now?" A woman called softly from outside the door.

"I'm getting up, you come in!" Yu Xianzhisheng shouted towards the door.

Immediately, women wearing long-sleeved kimonos and white tabi socks swayed from the door, dressing and washing him, and finishing his makeup.

Yu Xian, who had just woken up, was full of childishness, somewhere between a teenager and a child, with an extremely cute expression. The women wanted to touch his head and pinch his little nose, but they didn't dare to go beyond the rules. Take turns to put on shoes and clothes for him, put on him the black feather weave representing the identity of the city lord, and fasten the belt embroidered with the ancient emblem.

"It hurts, it hurts." Yu Xianzhi frowned.

"It's alright, Master Yu Xian, just bear with it." The beautiful woman who was squatting in front of him, looked up at his chin, and was trying to tie the belt rope in, said loudly.

A 12- or 13-year-old girl appeared next to her, dressed in a beautiful kimono, with pearls on her temples, and served four bowls of tea and rice. She sat beside Yu Xianzhisheng, covering her lips and snickering.

"I want to eat four bowls, Master Yuxian," said the little girl.

Eat four bowls in a row, this is the rule left over from the Tianshou Pavilion. When Toyotomi Hideyoshi attacked Shouguangxiu Hyuga, he ate four bowls of tea and rice in a row and won a great victory. Not feeling hungry.

Fortunately, the amount was very delicate. Yu Xianzhi quickly finished his meal, and the little girl took out Juanxiu from her arms, wiped his mouth for him, then took his hand and came to the balcony of the Tianshou Pavilion.

"It's a good wind, my lord! Look at the flags and horse flags fluttering in the direction of the west wind and blowing towards Kyoto. Although people often say that life is fragile and life is impermanent, today even God has rewarded us for being a famous teacher, and he will surely bless us with a smooth future! First of all, let's shout first and announce our departure to the world!"

"Let's go!" Yu Xianzhi shouted at Chaoyang.

I have to say that this group of people is really professional, and all they recruited are professional female geisha.

The cast members of Your Majesty's Tianshou received the order and got up one after another.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, the snail hand blew the conch shell. The horn sound as a signal was long and slow, resounding throughout the entire camp. With the sound of the horn, the people and horses stopped. First, the Central Army began to echo, and then all the soldiers shouted like sea waves. Tossing, a scene of samurai, it seems that even the neighing of the horses already contains the momentum of Mitsuhide Akechi.

Then, under the interpretation of professionals, the performance of the attack and defense war officially began.

"How do you feel, Master Yu Xian?" The beautiful little girl took out the cake and put it to his lips.

"It's nice to have money." Yu Xianzhi sighed while eating, "I don't need a needle, I don't need a needle if I live in the city."

Poverty really will limit the imagination of most people. As long as you have money, and it is extremely rich, even the battlefield of **** killing can become a plaything under your nose.

Watching such a grand performance, even a layman will be very open-minded, right?

All the nobles in the world are calm and leisurely, all because they are in such a state of mind all the year round.

This is the cultivation of tolerance.

There were faint footsteps suddenly behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a god-painted spirit wearing a white lacquer and gold-faced feather weave. The wolf-tailed hair at the back of his head was tied with a red rope, and he pretended to be masculine. mung bean cake.

If she hadn't already known her true identity as a girl, at first glance, she would have thought that she was a beautiful child of a Tokyo nobleman.

Yu Xianzhisheng did not reveal it, and watched her walk to his vicinity. She lay pretentiously on the wooden armchair, with her legs raised, her ankles resting on the stone bench, her almond eyes glanced over, and she snorted contemptuously.

When she arrived last night, Yu Xianzhisheng had not fallen asleep when she heard the sound of her putting down her luggage upstairs. The sound of reading was also in the middle of the night. Yu Xianzhisheng fell asleep at the low sound of her reading.

"Isn't there only one Lord of Himeji Castle?" Yu Xianzhi asked, "Can you drive this person away, I will be annoyed when I see this person."

The little girl's expression froze, obviously this problem was beyond her cognition.

She quickly got up to look for the director, but soon brought news that she was very sorry, no.

Yu Xianzhisheng was the ruler of the city that someone bought him money for, while Shenhuiling was the head of the Shenhui family, that is, the chief officer in the Council of State Ministers, who greeted the mayor in person.

Nominally speaking, neither of them can afford to offend, but it is the latter who can't afford to offend even more.

It seems that he can't go away, so don't be bothered.

Yu Xianzhisheng didn't have much interest in Japanese history and culture. He watched it for a while, then got up and left, but was stopped by the little girl.

"Please leave your writing and ink here." The little girl looked solemn and pleaded with all her might.

This is the mayor's special order.

Unlike the nouveau riche who owns the sovereignty of Xiacheng, Yu Xianzhi is the hottest young national idol at the moment. If he can leave his poetry notes here, there will be one more place to write in the advertisements of Himeji Castle.

Yu Xian Zhisheng thought for a while, and looked at the pure white outer wall of Himeji Castle from a distance. The wide overhanging eaves were far-reaching, and they were stacked on top of each other. Beneath the large blocks of barbaric stones, they looked like egrets in their nests that were about to fly. .

On both sides of the wide river, more than a thousand cherry blossoms are silently falling, and their lives will end forever.

He picked up the rabbit small script and left a note on the blank paper:

The world has changed for thousands of years.

Cherry blossoms are still smiling.

A survey of the history of Tianshou Pavilion.

The same as Yuntian Egret City.

"Thank you, Master Yuxian." The little girl was overjoyed when she completed the task.

When Yu Xianzhisheng left here with a naturalist, Shenhui jumped up from the chair, blocking the girl's way, and stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "Give me the words."

"But..." The little girl took a step back.

Shenhuiling didn't ask again, squeezed over and snatched the paper from her arms, read it quickly, and laughed while looking at it: "This small regular script is really shameful, if you don't know how to write, you don't need to wear it."

"I haven't seen poetry before, but it's shameful to climb high at this level."

"Do you want to treat this kind of thing as a treasure?" Shen Huiling raised his head rather boringly.

"I'm very satisfied. If you don't feel good, can you please leave a better pen and ink?" The little girl shrank her head.

"Let me leave a pen and ink?"

She seemed to have heard something interesting, the corners of her mouth opened in disbelief, and out of anger, she actually laughed excitedly, "Hey, are you treating me as... just like him? people?"

"Well, are you insulting me by making such a request?"

She raised her eyebrows and laughed in anger. She reached out to the little girl's hair. She wanted to pull it hard, but she suddenly remembered what she was going to do today, sneered, and crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground .

"Apologize, apologize to me, and let you go." She stretched out her foot and crushed the paper ball on the ground.

Seeing that her favorite pen and ink were completely destroyed, but there was nothing she could do, the little girl's eyes slowly filled with tears, and she bowed her head in front of her.

Shen Huiling lowered his eyes, glanced boredly, and turned away leisurely.

There are six floors in the Tianshou Pavilion, and all the way through are narrow and steep stairs, including small military cabinets such as the Arrow Room and the Ninja Hidden Room. Naturalist Maeda Gonghui walked in front to introduce Yu Xian Zhisheng all the way.

The place where the two stood facing the bow-shaped mountain flower in the middle of the Tianshou Pavilion, which was called 'Thousand Birds Breaking the Wind'. Plastic, gorgeous style.

"You can see the ups and downs between the mountains, like the strokes of calligraphy. Watching here, you can also appreciate the beauty of the unity of nature and man." Maeda Gonghui said in a soft voice, "Back then Toyotomi Hideyoshi Your Excellency, it is here that you are climbing cursive script, domineering and publicizing."

"Where is the place to practice calligraphy here?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"It's in the side room next to you. The teacher that Miss Rina invited for you arrived early in the morning." Maeda Gonghui said.

Yu Xianzhi nodded and immediately walked towards the side room. He came here to review calligraphy, and he didn't have much time to understand the metaphysical calligraphy of the unity of nature and man.

During the Warring States Period, Japanese aristocrats were popular in cursive script, and the handwriting here was of the highest quality.

Then, I followed the calligraphy teacher to review the subtle skills of raising and controlling the brush.

Then review the small case and running script.

Running script is between regular script and cursive script, and these three are enough to deal with climbing.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone have already been placed on the small eucalyptus in the room.

This whole morning, Yu Xianzhisheng never went anywhere else. He concentrated on scribbling and writing. When he ran out of ink, he turned up his kimono sleeves and brushed the ink lightly.

There is nothing happier than teaching such a beautiful young man who concentrates on his studies and has an excellent temperament. The teacher next to him guides him on the subtle modifications, while being amazed at the speed of this young man's progress.

After a long time of forgetting, and after intensive review, Yu Xianzhi stimulated the muscle memory of his previous life, and he couldn't help shaking his head with a regretful smile.

If the little girl had come to ask herself for a pen and ink at this time, she would have been happier with what she got!

He concentrates on practicing calligraphy and does not hear things outside the window.

I don't know, Shen Huiling pretended to meet by chance and wandered indoors. On the surface, she looked at the paintings on the walls, but she couldn't help but secretly look at the handwriting on the small eucalyptus.

This boring glance made her face move slightly, and her brows furrowed.

Could this be written by the same person?

Although it is still much worse than his own, he is learning too fast.

After reviewing for a morning, Yu Xianzhi felt hungry, went downstairs to eat a bowl of pot rice, and ate a few local fruits, and then went to the souvenir shop to give Miyamoto Yukiko and the girls in the class. They, as well as the flowers, birds and moon, bought some souvenirs. The souvenirs were different, and they were all carefully selected to suit their temperament. For example, Miyamoto Yukiko bought a commemorative book with many classic haiku. What he bought for Heimutong was a delicate little wooden sword, and Huaniaofengyue was a beautiful flower umbrella.

This bowl of water is very flat.

There were people accompanying him along the way, and Shen Huiling followed him all the way, but he couldn't find the opportunity to have only two people, so he couldn't carry out his plan.

The order of the four major consortiums was to ask her to cooperate with Yu Xianzhisheng and become good friends in front of the media, but after she came, she never planned to do so.

There is a much simpler way, that is to let him have an accident, not to mention let him die here, but as long as he can't walk, can't hold a pen, or can't sing, it's not worth it. Easier.

As long as he finds an opportunity, the opportunity when he is alone is enough. She has absolute confidence in the martial arts she has practiced.

Finally, at night, she found such an opportunity.

Yu Xian Zhisheng read a book in the attic for an hour, tasted Kobe beef yaki with the mayor, then picked up his yukata and went to the open-air hot spring a few hundred meters away, halfway up the mountain.

This inspiration is also thanks to the maid of the hot spring hotel.

Just as she also picked up the yukata and walked to the girls' bath naturally, the waitress blocked her from the door.

"Master Shenhui, this is a women's bath." The maid reminded in a straight Kobe accent.

Shen Huiling was stunned for about a second, then turned his head and left, with a shocking ecstasy on his face. She has been looking for such an opportunity for a whole day, but she did not expect it to come so easily.

Yes, she is a boy in the outside world, and this secret has always been well kept.

Therefore, it is reasonable to go to the men's bath by yourself.

Besides, the best place to get rid of that guy is in the men's bath, isn't it? ! The water is deep and the road is slippery, and accidents happen nine times out of ten. The most important thing is that he doesn't know his real gender, and he won't have any defenses against himself...

Heart beating extremely fast, Shen Huiling hugged the yukata and opened the curtain of the men's bath.

This place has been reserved, and what catches the eye is the kimono and underwear that Yu Xianzhi placed on the hanger. Shenhuiling picked up his clothes and sniffed gently, confirming that it was his good body odor. .

His boxer briefs had Doraemon printed on them, which made her find it ironic.

There is only one chance.

In order to avoid disturbing him~www.novelbuddy.com~ and also to avoid the failure of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she took off her clothes one by one, and took off the white cloth used to wrap her **** and put them on the hanger.

But this is just her self-love. In fact, she is not wrapped, and she cannot see it at all. It is hard to imagine that there will be such a flat place in the world. Perhaps even the flattest Eastern European plain in the world will be ashamed to see her.

Her hair is not short, just like before Yu Xianzhisheng didn't cut her hair, with a small tug at the back.

In addition to the beautiful cheeks, the only characteristic of a girl is that her buttocks are still upturned.

Shenhuiling wrapped a towel under her body and walked slowly towards the hot spring bath.

Above the night were bright stars, the moonlight reflected on the bamboo forest, and the mist was surging. She entered the water, slid her thighs across the warm pool water, and walked step by step towards the boy who was enjoying himself comfortably.

Then he sat next to him a meter away and clenched his fists tightly.

Under the moonlight, the heart beats like a drum.