Qin Shimingyue of Captain Yamamoto

Having said this, He'er stopped because Yamamoto glanced at her indifferently.

However, before Yamamoto's silent aura did not go down, there was a little girl pulling Yamamoto's long white hair and shouting childishly: "Miss White Hair..."

"..." Yamamoto's eyes showed a trace of helplessness, while He'er and A Shisan showed snickering expressions.

For such children, Yamamoto can't make them feel majestic. He'er and A Shisan also know that Yamamoto has nothing to do with children, so they look a little gloating.

Yamamoto turned his head and looked, it was a little girl about four or five years old, dressed in brocade clothes, with a carefully arranged bun on her head, she was still young, but just by her attire, she could tell that she was not a child of ordinary people.

Needless to say, this is Fusu's child—another little princess.

"It's not Miss Sister." Yamamoto said seriously to the little girl.

In fact, it is no wonder that the child misunderstood it. Over the years, everyone's appearance has changed to some extent, but there are only two people whose appearance has not changed at all.

One is Ying Zheng, he doesn't look old at all, he still looks like the first emperor who was in his prime.

The other one is Yamamoto. He has been like this for many years. He has neither grown tall nor grown up. Even the Ying Qiaosong just mentioned has been taller by Yamamoto a few years ago.

With such a young face, if she didn't have that calm and majestic temperament, even if she was mixed among Fusu's children, she would probably be regarded as an older sister.

"It's Miss Sister!" The little girl said stubbornly.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Yamamoto really had a headache, and at the moment, Thirteen whispered to He'er, "If I remember correctly...is that your child?"

"Yeah." He'er nodded with a smile.

"You are really..." Thirteen helplessly shook his head.

The little girl didn't make a fuss for long, and was soon taken away by her brother Shi Li. The child was very forgetful, and after being coaxed by her brother, she immediately threw herself into new things.

However, after all, Yamamoto's yard is not a playground for children, and after chatting with Shisan for a while, He Er took the children away.

As a result, the courtyard, which was quite lively just now, became quiet again.

Chapter 477 The Legend of the Emperor Touring the Mountain Gate——(6)

When eating in the evening, Yamamoto and Asan did not eat in the yard as usual, but were invited to the place where Fusu and the others lived temporarily.

It's actually quite strange to say that, because this place should still be regarded as the place of Yuanliumen, but the place where Fusu and the others lived was built by people sent by the palace, basically it can be regarded as a temporary palace.

Of course, in terms of specifications, it can only be regarded as a commoner's residence. The reason is very simple. Fusu's father, Ying Zheng, lives next door incognito.

However, even in a relatively simple room compared to the palace, the royal ostentation is not less than half a point. All kinds of things brought from the palace have decorated this ordinary room with splendor. It is hard to imagine that this place was originally It's like a commoner's house, only bigger.

At this time, Fusu, Wang Ninger, Heer, and their children, as well as Shan Ben and A Shisan, there is no banquet, singing and dancing, silk, bamboo and vocal music here, it is just a family gathering within the royal family.

And for this party, there are naturally maids brought by Fusu to serve them. Some of these maids are old, but there are also a few newcomers.

In fact, these few people are not newcomers to the palace, but were selected for the first time to follow Fusu and Wang Ning'er to Yuanliumen. But she never expected to be so close - you know, no outsider has been able to appear at the emperor's family banquet.

However, even though there were turbulent waves in their hearts, no one dared to be startled. They just went about their work silently, at most taking a look over.

Of course, after taking a look, they didn't dare to look again, because they found that every time they looked over, the beautiful and beautiful head was looking at them with the same indifferent eyes. It was a momentary look at each other, and it was also extremely stressful.

In fact, it wasn't that Yamamoto deliberately made things difficult for these maids, but it was a bit annoying to be stared at every time, so he could only remind them in this way.

Since the royal family banquet, naturally there is not much red tape, a little younger, and some naughty children, even ran around the house several times.

Yamamoto's eyelids trembled slightly, because he saw the little girl who had insisted on calling him "Miss Sister" sneaking over here.It seemed that he wanted to surprise Yamamoto.

Looking at these little naughty ghosts who let go of them as soon as they arrive at Genryumen, Yamamoto really misses his apprentices who are in awe of him no matter their age.

Children who abide by the rules in the palace on weekdays will let go and have fun when they arrive at Yuanliumen, because they know that no one here will care about their etiquette and identity.

Seeing all this, Thirteen smiled slightly. In her eyes, apart from those gorgeous things, the scenes in front of her were indeed like a family feast of an ordinary well-off family.

In this way, everyone finished their dinner amidst the noise of children playing, Fusu waved his hand, Wang Ninger and Heer understood, they asked the maid to take the children out, and he himself started to clear the tableware in front of Fusu .

After a while, a jug of warm wine and two wine cups were placed on the dark table, and a couch was placed opposite Fusu's table.

The other tables were quickly lifted down by the maids, Wang Ning'er and He'er walked out of the room, Shan Ben nodded to Ah Shisan, and Ah Shisan also walked out of the room.

In the huge room, apart from the lights, it seemed that only Fusu and the table, wine and couch in front of him were left.

Outside the house, the liveliness of the banquet seemed to be still going on, with the sound of children playing from time to time.

Yamamoto went to sit opposite Fusu, Fusu smiled, lifted the wine pot and poured wine into the two wine cups.

"It's been another year..." Fusu picked up the wine cup, feeling the temperature of the wine gradually warming the wine cup.

"..." Yamamoto didn't speak, but picked up the wine cup as well. He knew that Fusu was going to start the annual nagging meeting again.

From the first time he came to Yuanliumen, Fusu liked to complain to Yamamoto about the affairs of the court, and then he simply complained while drinking, and finally evolved into what he is now.

In his previous life, Yamamoto once heard that mortals would tell unbearable secrets to the tree hole to relieve stress, but now, Yamamoto is the "tree hole".

To be honest, this "tree hole" of Yamamoto is actually quite good, because he will never tell the story, and no one can get information from him. More importantly, for Fusu, facing Yamamoto like this Talking to a living person feels much better than talking to a dead thing, at least it makes me feel normal.

Of course, it is impossible for Fusu to tell all the things he encountered, most of them are intermittent, and some of them are very cryptic, probably only after being immersed in the court for many years Only the old man can fully understand what Fusu is talking about.

Ordinary people would feel terrified when they heard it, but in retrospect, they don't quite understand what they are talking about.

But for Yamamoto, these words are just the complaints of a kid.

"It's difficult... The military system is the most difficult thing. Sun Tzu said: Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the land of death and life, the way of survival, must be investigated..." Fu Su shook his head and said, "The more difficult thing is that the military A fierce tiger can't lose its tail..."

Yamamoto put his left ear in and his right ear out, and reached out to touch the jug. There was still a lot of wine in it, but it was already a bit cold, so he started to warm up the wine.

"Oh, by the way, there are also civil servants..." Fusu picked up the wine cup and drank the remaining half of the wine in one gulp. ..."

In this way, Fusu nagged and talked all night, until it was almost dawn, and then fell asleep because of the alcohol.

Yamamoto stood up and walked to the open door, where Wang Ning'er, He'er and Shisan were sitting there waiting for him.

Seeing Shan Ben come out, Wang Ning'er and He'er also walked in with a group of maids, bedding and other things - it's too troublesome to carry Fusu to the bedroom, why not just let him sleep in this room.

"Thank you." Thirteen walked up to Yamamoto and handed him a glass of water.

"Yeah." Yamamoto nodded, and stretched slightly after drinking the water.

Hearing Fusu's nagging all night, the physical fatigue is not bad, but the main reason is mental fatigue.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind Shan Ben and Shisan. When they turned around, they saw Wang Ning'er and He'er walking towards them.

An imperial empress, the only imperial concubine of the empire, came hand in hand at this time, and solemnly saluted Yamamoto, "Thank you, Master Yamayanagi."

As the women of Fusu, they know how much pressure Fusu usually does. They also know how important it is to Fusu to come here once a year to confide their troubles to Yamamoto. The reason why this family can maintain the current warmth is that Unlike the time of His Majesty the First Emperor, the big reason is the existence of Yamamoto.

Yamamoto didn't need to do anything, as long as he was there all the time, it was enough to solve many problems.

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Chapter 478 The Legend of the Emperor Touring the Mountain Gate——(7)

Although he listened to Fusu talking all night last night, today Yamamoto did not rest in the morning, but came to the martial arts arena as usual.

It is said to be a martial arts field, but it is actually a flat ground paved with bluestones. This is the place where the disciples practice basic skills, and it is also the place where they practice every morning.

There is a high platform in the martial arts arena, the place is not big, but it is enough for a set of kung fu to flash around.

The content of the morning exercises every day is that Yamamoto goes up to the high platform and leads everyone to practice a few sets of Yuanliumen's basic exercises. This is the homework that every Yuanliumen must do.

Of course, because the organization of Yuanliumen has expanded compared to the beginning, some people need to take turns, but even if they may not be able to keep up with the morning exercises every day, Yamamoto also asks the disciples to find time to practice by themselves.

After the morning exercise, Yamamoto and Shisan went to eat with their disciples. When walking on the road, naturally none of the disciples dared to walk in front of Yamamoto. In this way, a group of people came to the cafeteria in a mighty manner and began to eat. breakfast.

People in Yuanliumen "eat the same pot of rice", even a small stove comes out of this pot of rice, and different from the Confucian "gentleman stays away from the cook", every disciple in Yuanliumen has to serve Working inside the door does not necessarily mean helping the kitchen, raising chickens and growing vegetables.

At this time, bowls and chopsticks were placed on every wooden table, just waiting for everyone to sit down.

After taking their seats, the disciples who were on duty in the cafeteria today placed the wooden barrels and today's dishes on each table.

To be honest, it is quite troublesome to prepare meals for so many dozens of people, but every time there are shifts, there are some who can cook and some who can't, so I haven't said which day the team suddenly broke up. .

All the disciples of Yuanliumen, excluding Yamamoto and Shisan, have a total of 82 people. Such a number may not be too small for a sect, but don’t forget that Yuanliumen is now strongly supported by the state of Qin Even if you don't say tens of thousands, there are less than 100 people in the sect, which is indeed a little bit shabby.

This is also related to Yamamoto's habit of accepting apprentices. It's not that he would rather be short than abuse, but... pay attention to eyesight. At the beginning, the first batch of ten disciples didn't pay much attention. They accepted them as soon as they saw them. It's not because of special talent, nor because of the disciple's family background.

All in all, less than a hundred people were recruited one after another.

After the meal, Yamamoto asked everyone to disband, called "self-study" - usually, Yamamoto would probably suggest a few people to mention special exercises, but now there are many outsiders in Yuanliumen, it is not suitable for this Do.

Therefore, every time Fusu comes, the disciples of Yuanliumen know that they will enjoy a few days of self-study vacation.

Of course, the so-called holidays are only a little easier than before. In addition to Yamamoto’s personal guidance, the older disciples will also help the disciples who started later, and there are usually disciples who can read and write to teach the younger disciples. study.

Yamamoto and Ah Shisan returned to the courtyard where they lived, and sure enough there were already several children of Fusu waiting at the door, as well as eunuchs and court ladies following them.

Seeing Yamamoto and Shisan, these children saluted obediently: "Master Shanliu, Elder Shan, good morning."

"What are you doing here?" Thirteen smiled.

"Let's say hello to the two elders." The children said in unison, and Yamamoto took a look, including the little girl who insisted on calling herself "Miss Sister" yesterday.

Yamamoto didn't pay much attention to it at first, but later when the children were playing in the courtyard, Yamamoto could see the little girl approaching him cautiously like a thief from the corner of his eye.

When Yamamoto glanced over, the little girl looked at other places as if nothing happened, but when Yamamoto looked away, the little girl leaned closer again.

Ah Shisan also noticed the little girl, but she didn't point it out, she just looked at the girl with some amusement.

Finally, the little girl approached Yamamoto, and Yamamoto and Shisan also pretended not to see it. At this moment, the little girl finally stretched out her hand, gently opened her palm, and a light red flower appeared on her hand.

Although the petals are slightly distorted because the little girl's hands are always closed, they are still fresh, the petals and calyx are intact, and the flower branches should have been pruned, and the whole looks like a hairpin.

The little girl gently pinched this "flower hairpin" and was about to insert it into Yamamoto's white hair, but when she touched Yamamoto, Yamamoto gently grabbed her tiny wrist.

But then, a hand suddenly appeared, and flicked lightly on the flower branch, the little girl's "flower hairpin" came out, and just happened to be inserted into the hair on the side of Yamamoto's head after falling.

Flowers with vivid colors are decorated in Yamamoto's white hair. Yamamoto's original facial features are exquisite but elegant, and he has a little more delicate feeling, which makes people's eyes shine.

Yamamoto looked at Ah Shian who had withdrawn his hand, feeling helpless, he could only shake his head.

And Ah Shisan didn't care about Yamamoto's face, and smiled lightly at the little girl with his tongue out, so the big and small laughed, feeling like they had made a prank.

Yamamoto was about to raise his hand to take off the "flower hairpin", but Shisan and the little girl held down Yamamoto's hand at the same time, Shisan didn't speak, but the little girl said childishly: "It's so beautiful ..."

"..." Yamamoto picked up his teacup silently.

On the other hand, looking at this little girl, Ah Shisan suddenly had the idea of ​​accepting her as an apprentice.

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During the time in Yuanliumen, Fusu, Wang Ning'er, He'er and their children all spent a leisurely time that was different from that in the palace.

Here, no one will ask them to abide by the rules of the palace, and those Yuanliumen disciples will not regard them as members of the high-ranking royal family, but as the children of friends who have made good friends with the head.

However, even if the royal family has already entered Yuanliu Gate at this time, the affairs of the world will not disappear because of this. When a memorial table was placed in front of Fusu's desk, Fusu pondered for a long time, and finally rolled up the letter and came Arrived at the small courtyard where Ying Zheng was.

And when Fusu put the slip in front of Yingzheng, Yingzheng glanced at it for a while, stopped reading it, and turned his attention to Fusu again.

"You finally learned it." Ying Zheng said lightly.

"I let my father down." Fusu said with his head bowed.

"It's not too late." Ying Zheng stood up and walked to the window. From here, he could see Wang Weng who was dozing by the courtyard gate at this time, "No matter what concerns you had before, now you seem to have settled down after all. Think about it, and treat me as a chess piece that can be used for the empire."

"My son didn't..." Fusu was slightly startled, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ying Zheng raising his hand.

"Chess pieces are just chess pieces, it's just that some of them are discarded and some are not." Ying Zheng continued, "As the emperor of the empire, he is not only a chess player, but also a chess piece when necessary, and the emperor's father is also the same."

"..." Fusu didn't speak, but kowtowed deeply.

"You don't need to ask me about this anymore. The First Emperor is dead, and it's just Yingzheng here." Yingzheng said.

"My son understands." Fusu got up, took the letter on the table, saluted deeply, and left.

Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back, and at this time, Zulong, who had kept his youthful face, actually felt a little old, and chanted softly from his mouth:

"...In Xusiyuan, it is both common and prosperous, and it is proclaimed when it is smooth, but there is no eternal sigh. Zhi is in the village, and he descends to the original place. Why do we go by boat? Weiyu and Yao, and the sword..."

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