[Net King] Throwing down His Highness
Chapter 23 Notes of the Strong
The suddenly intensified night wind mixed with cool rain, and the copper bells under the eaves jingled loudly, waking up Tezuka who was in a trance. In order to hide his embarrassment, he got up quickly, walked to the window, and closed the window .
When I came back and stood beside Atobe, I didn't dare to look at him again, and I didn't know what to say for a while.
Atobe stretched, changed his posture, and finally covered his half-exposed shoulders with his collar, "It's still early, you play chess with me."
His tone was taken for granted, without any intention of consulting Tezuka, he directly pushed the black chess to the opposite side, "You go first."
Tezuka was silent, even His Royal Highness, had never been so arrogant in front of him, but Atobe's high-spirited appearance made him unable to say no.
After a few moves, Atobu asked casually: "You just said that your master's inheritance is not worth mentioning. I want to know, please tell me?"
Tezuka couldn't help being suffocated again. Although this question can't be said to be very secretive, but I met him by chance and have no friendship, so it's too close for this sake...
The handsome and proud young man in front of him seemed to be used to imposing his will on others.But the strange thing is that I just feel uncomfortable, but not unhappy at all...
Seeing that Tezuka was silent for a long time, twisting the chess pieces without dropping them, Atobu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Why, it's not convenient to say?"
Tezuka nodded lightly, and forced a smile, "It's not... My father is an envoy sent by the imperial court. I lived with my father in the Ming Dynasty for several years, and I was fortunate to learn swordsmanship and riding and archery from a general..."
"Aha, that's right!" Atobe rolled up his sleeves excitedly, revealing a smooth and healthy upper arm, and slapped his hand in front of Tezuka, and said proudly, "No wonder I saw your tricks. It's weird, it turned out to be the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty, my uncle's vision is not wrong!"
Dazed by Bai Shengsheng's arm, coupled with the fluttering of his sleeve robe, there was another gust of fragrant wind, Tezuka didn't dare to say any more, he quickly forced his mind to concentrate on the chess game.
He is serious by nature, unsmiling, and rarely makes friends. The servants at home or subordinates in the army are always respectful and well-behaved in front of him, and it is difficult to say a few words.
A person like Atobe, enthusiastic and domineering, willful and free-spirited, this is the first time in Tezuka's life. He has always had great self-control, and now he has been unconsciously infected by him, and his emotions are gradually relaxed and active.
In the middle of the game, Atobu suddenly threw the chess piece, and Huo stood up, "Let's stop here, I don't want to play anymore."
It happened too suddenly, and Atobe's face looked unkind, Tezuka was confused, "What's wrong? Is it too late?"
Staring at the chess game on the table, Atobe sneered, "You didn't try your best, did you? Do you think this is just a fake country, not worth spending energy to fight for? Or is it that my master's chess skills are not good enough to be your opponent?"
Atobe was condescending, his gaze was burning, Tezuka was speechless for a moment, he really didn't try his best, after all, it was just a black and white game, and even subconsciously, he hoped that the game would be longer, and the winner would not be decided too quickly.
"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that..."
"No matter what you mean, Tezuka Kunimitsu." Atobe suddenly bowed down, his face approached Tezuka, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a bright and aggressive smile, "We will definitely be opponents in the future, if you If you don’t go all out, you will lose miserably, huh?”
"..."
"It's a great honor for you to be the opponent I agree with!"
From being arrogant and free and easy at the beginning, talking and laughing happily, to suddenly uttering such hostile words, Atobe's change was too fast and too casual, which made Tezuka unable to adapt for a while.
"Okay, my uncle is leaving, I wish you a good dream tonight, ah ha ha ha ha!" Amidst loud laughter, Atobe pushed the door out, leaving Tezuka sitting on the spot stunned.
That night, Tezuka not only didn't have a good dream, but tossed and turned on the couch, and closed his eyes until the window paper showed a slight fish belly.
But not long after falling asleep, he was woken up again by a burst of noise, which seemed to be the sound of horseshoes mixed with loud shouting.
Tezuka got up and put on his clothes, stepped back from the window facing the avenue and looked down, only to see Byodi and his party galloping on horseback, and they were gone far away.
So early they set off?It can't be seen that this Ice Emperor's son is proud and self-willed, pampered and pampered, but he is not greedy for comfort, acts decisively, and is extremely efficient. If one day, he is really his opponent...
Thinking of this, Tezuka lost all sleepiness.
"Stop!" Atobe raised his arm high, stopped the horse team behind him, and then pointed to the gazebo beside the road, "Go to the front to rest and rectify, and I have cleaned up the horses and myself. I don't want to go to the capital in disgrace. Shame!"
Atobe walked into the gazebo, Huadi quickly dusted off the dust, laid out a clean mat, waited for him to sit down, and offered him dry food and clean water.
Shishido and Feng took the horses and went to a nearby stream to wash.
Ruggeding his feet up, he sat down next to Atobe, looked around, and sighed very emotionally, "Hey, there are three or five miles to go, and I will arrive in Kyoto. If I count it carefully, I haven't seen it for almost two years. Going home. Xiaojing, did you see that this small stream flows from under the bridge of Liutiao Street to the outside of the city, every Qixi Festival or Shangyuan..."
"If you miss Kyoto, you can go back and don't come out again!" Atobe interrupted him slightly impatiently.
"How can it be?" Renzu moved closer, and whispered in Atobe's ear, "Kyoto is certainly prosperous and gentle, but how can you have Xiaojing by your side?"
Atobe snorted disapprovingly, "You should be thankful that you left Kyoto as soon as possible and met my uncle, so you didn't become those useless and useless public officials!"
"Hee hee, what Xiao Jing said is right, you changed my life!" Ninja put his foot on his shoulder, and gently bumped it affectionately.
"You, behave yourself!" Atobe didn't dare to speak out, and could only bite the scolding in his mouth.
Ever since he did "that kind of thing" with Ninzu, he found that getting along with Ninzu has become weird, and he seems to be more intimate in private, talking about everything, but in public, he is more deliberate with him keep distance……
Atobe still thinks about that boring question from time to time. In the eyes of others, will he feel that he is the one who is under the pressure?
Fortunately, except for Cirou who was dozing against the pavilion pillars, everyone else was busy with their own business, so they didn't notice this side, Atobe hid his hands in his sleeves, put his elbows between himself and his feet, and pushed a little distance.
Renzuzu wanted to lean up again, but he was poked by the two prickly eyes of Atobe, so he had to sit in the same place honestly, pretending to be in a good mood to look at the scenery for a while, after all, he couldn't help it, mustered up the courage, and asked as much as possible Wan Zhuan listened, "Xiaojing was in a good mood last night, and he had a good time talking with Mr. Tezuka from Qingguo, right?"
Atobe heard the subtext of Renzu, and said leisurely on purpose: "Yeah, he should have some skills, worthy of my uncle's friendship, but it's a pity that he is a boring person, hehe."
Enduring a low fall, he groaned, "Ah, could it be that Xiaojing wants him... to be more interested in you?"
"I hope he has more ambition and means, Qingguo...huh!" Atobe stood up, his sleeves were straightened, and he looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, a trace of the gray city wall of Kyoto.
Looking at Atobu's smug profile with his jaw raised, Shinobu's smile became gentle and desolate.
This is Xiaojing, as he said, only those with strength and ambition will be put in his heart.
He will never be the one who only travels with him and plays with the wind and the moon.
Xiaojing, Xiaojing, I am willing to change for you, but can you really only belong to me?
Ci Lang, who was dozing off with his head on his head, suddenly jumped up trembling, shouting, "Oh, it's so noisy, someone is coming!"
Atobe knew very well that although Cirou was always in a daze in normal times, he was actually more vigilant than anyone else, and he would never be wrong when he said someone was coming.
"Xiaojing, look!" Renzu also found a large cloud of dust at the end of the avenue.
Following the direction of Renzu's fingers, the center of the dust can be discerned in the trace. Several black dots appeared one after another, connected in a line, and quickly approached from far away. There should be a large group of people arriving.
This is the Outer Ki of Kyoto, and the "Spring Shooting Ceremony" is coming soon. It is not unusual for warriors from various countries to go to Beijing one after another. What makes Atobu more curious is that the sound of horseshoes is strong and powerful, and the team is mighty and neat. They must be well-trained , Which country will they be warriors from?
This group of people became more and more clear in their field of vision, and they could already see the flag fluttering in the wind. After carefully identifying it, their complexion changed slightly, and they exclaimed in a low voice, "Xiaojing, yes, are you from the Lihai Kingdom?"
"Hmph, so what? Are you afraid?" Atobe's sneer was obviously hostile.
"Why would I be afraid?" Renzu smiled wryly, "I mean, in the case of Li Haiguo, it's either... or..."
Atobu's cheeks were tense, Ruyu's face was so cold, as if a layer of frost could be scraped off, Renzu had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words back to his stomach and leave.
He originally wanted to say, isn't Lihai Kingdom the country of the Ice Emperor's in-laws?In that team of samurai, most likely there will be Xiaojing's fiancé-in-law, His Highness Yukimura...
Although he has never met Yukimura, the talent, character and courage of this Highness have long been spread in Kyoto and in other countries.
Enduring the bitterness of the tongue, even if I go to his side first, Xiao Jing likes beautiful men, Xiao Jing likes men with strength, Xiao Jing likes men with ambition, Yukimura Seiki is not bad in any of them, plus The resolute attitude of the Ice Empire's master to marry his son, this marriage must be done.
"Your Highness, look over there!" Sanada rushed to Yukimura's side, and pointed his whip at the gazebo in front of him.
"Well, it should be a samurai from Shangjing, let's get off the horse and walk, don't run into them and cause unnecessary disputes." Xingmura reined in the reins and dismounted first.
Even though Lihai is a powerful country with a strong vision of Kanto, Yukimura has never been willing to spend his energy on unnecessary victories.
In his eyes, a real strong person should conquer the world and command all directions, besides idleness and fame, they are all meaningless things.
Of course, in his heart now, there is another note for the strong, that is, there must be a romantic and perfect love!
When I came back and stood beside Atobe, I didn't dare to look at him again, and I didn't know what to say for a while.
Atobe stretched, changed his posture, and finally covered his half-exposed shoulders with his collar, "It's still early, you play chess with me."
His tone was taken for granted, without any intention of consulting Tezuka, he directly pushed the black chess to the opposite side, "You go first."
Tezuka was silent, even His Royal Highness, had never been so arrogant in front of him, but Atobe's high-spirited appearance made him unable to say no.
After a few moves, Atobu asked casually: "You just said that your master's inheritance is not worth mentioning. I want to know, please tell me?"
Tezuka couldn't help being suffocated again. Although this question can't be said to be very secretive, but I met him by chance and have no friendship, so it's too close for this sake...
The handsome and proud young man in front of him seemed to be used to imposing his will on others.But the strange thing is that I just feel uncomfortable, but not unhappy at all...
Seeing that Tezuka was silent for a long time, twisting the chess pieces without dropping them, Atobu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Why, it's not convenient to say?"
Tezuka nodded lightly, and forced a smile, "It's not... My father is an envoy sent by the imperial court. I lived with my father in the Ming Dynasty for several years, and I was fortunate to learn swordsmanship and riding and archery from a general..."
"Aha, that's right!" Atobe rolled up his sleeves excitedly, revealing a smooth and healthy upper arm, and slapped his hand in front of Tezuka, and said proudly, "No wonder I saw your tricks. It's weird, it turned out to be the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty, my uncle's vision is not wrong!"
Dazed by Bai Shengsheng's arm, coupled with the fluttering of his sleeve robe, there was another gust of fragrant wind, Tezuka didn't dare to say any more, he quickly forced his mind to concentrate on the chess game.
He is serious by nature, unsmiling, and rarely makes friends. The servants at home or subordinates in the army are always respectful and well-behaved in front of him, and it is difficult to say a few words.
A person like Atobe, enthusiastic and domineering, willful and free-spirited, this is the first time in Tezuka's life. He has always had great self-control, and now he has been unconsciously infected by him, and his emotions are gradually relaxed and active.
In the middle of the game, Atobu suddenly threw the chess piece, and Huo stood up, "Let's stop here, I don't want to play anymore."
It happened too suddenly, and Atobe's face looked unkind, Tezuka was confused, "What's wrong? Is it too late?"
Staring at the chess game on the table, Atobe sneered, "You didn't try your best, did you? Do you think this is just a fake country, not worth spending energy to fight for? Or is it that my master's chess skills are not good enough to be your opponent?"
Atobe was condescending, his gaze was burning, Tezuka was speechless for a moment, he really didn't try his best, after all, it was just a black and white game, and even subconsciously, he hoped that the game would be longer, and the winner would not be decided too quickly.
"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that..."
"No matter what you mean, Tezuka Kunimitsu." Atobe suddenly bowed down, his face approached Tezuka, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a bright and aggressive smile, "We will definitely be opponents in the future, if you If you don’t go all out, you will lose miserably, huh?”
"..."
"It's a great honor for you to be the opponent I agree with!"
From being arrogant and free and easy at the beginning, talking and laughing happily, to suddenly uttering such hostile words, Atobe's change was too fast and too casual, which made Tezuka unable to adapt for a while.
"Okay, my uncle is leaving, I wish you a good dream tonight, ah ha ha ha ha!" Amidst loud laughter, Atobe pushed the door out, leaving Tezuka sitting on the spot stunned.
That night, Tezuka not only didn't have a good dream, but tossed and turned on the couch, and closed his eyes until the window paper showed a slight fish belly.
But not long after falling asleep, he was woken up again by a burst of noise, which seemed to be the sound of horseshoes mixed with loud shouting.
Tezuka got up and put on his clothes, stepped back from the window facing the avenue and looked down, only to see Byodi and his party galloping on horseback, and they were gone far away.
So early they set off?It can't be seen that this Ice Emperor's son is proud and self-willed, pampered and pampered, but he is not greedy for comfort, acts decisively, and is extremely efficient. If one day, he is really his opponent...
Thinking of this, Tezuka lost all sleepiness.
"Stop!" Atobe raised his arm high, stopped the horse team behind him, and then pointed to the gazebo beside the road, "Go to the front to rest and rectify, and I have cleaned up the horses and myself. I don't want to go to the capital in disgrace. Shame!"
Atobe walked into the gazebo, Huadi quickly dusted off the dust, laid out a clean mat, waited for him to sit down, and offered him dry food and clean water.
Shishido and Feng took the horses and went to a nearby stream to wash.
Ruggeding his feet up, he sat down next to Atobe, looked around, and sighed very emotionally, "Hey, there are three or five miles to go, and I will arrive in Kyoto. If I count it carefully, I haven't seen it for almost two years. Going home. Xiaojing, did you see that this small stream flows from under the bridge of Liutiao Street to the outside of the city, every Qixi Festival or Shangyuan..."
"If you miss Kyoto, you can go back and don't come out again!" Atobe interrupted him slightly impatiently.
"How can it be?" Renzu moved closer, and whispered in Atobe's ear, "Kyoto is certainly prosperous and gentle, but how can you have Xiaojing by your side?"
Atobe snorted disapprovingly, "You should be thankful that you left Kyoto as soon as possible and met my uncle, so you didn't become those useless and useless public officials!"
"Hee hee, what Xiao Jing said is right, you changed my life!" Ninja put his foot on his shoulder, and gently bumped it affectionately.
"You, behave yourself!" Atobe didn't dare to speak out, and could only bite the scolding in his mouth.
Ever since he did "that kind of thing" with Ninzu, he found that getting along with Ninzu has become weird, and he seems to be more intimate in private, talking about everything, but in public, he is more deliberate with him keep distance……
Atobe still thinks about that boring question from time to time. In the eyes of others, will he feel that he is the one who is under the pressure?
Fortunately, except for Cirou who was dozing against the pavilion pillars, everyone else was busy with their own business, so they didn't notice this side, Atobe hid his hands in his sleeves, put his elbows between himself and his feet, and pushed a little distance.
Renzuzu wanted to lean up again, but he was poked by the two prickly eyes of Atobe, so he had to sit in the same place honestly, pretending to be in a good mood to look at the scenery for a while, after all, he couldn't help it, mustered up the courage, and asked as much as possible Wan Zhuan listened, "Xiaojing was in a good mood last night, and he had a good time talking with Mr. Tezuka from Qingguo, right?"
Atobe heard the subtext of Renzu, and said leisurely on purpose: "Yeah, he should have some skills, worthy of my uncle's friendship, but it's a pity that he is a boring person, hehe."
Enduring a low fall, he groaned, "Ah, could it be that Xiaojing wants him... to be more interested in you?"
"I hope he has more ambition and means, Qingguo...huh!" Atobe stood up, his sleeves were straightened, and he looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, a trace of the gray city wall of Kyoto.
Looking at Atobu's smug profile with his jaw raised, Shinobu's smile became gentle and desolate.
This is Xiaojing, as he said, only those with strength and ambition will be put in his heart.
He will never be the one who only travels with him and plays with the wind and the moon.
Xiaojing, Xiaojing, I am willing to change for you, but can you really only belong to me?
Ci Lang, who was dozing off with his head on his head, suddenly jumped up trembling, shouting, "Oh, it's so noisy, someone is coming!"
Atobe knew very well that although Cirou was always in a daze in normal times, he was actually more vigilant than anyone else, and he would never be wrong when he said someone was coming.
"Xiaojing, look!" Renzu also found a large cloud of dust at the end of the avenue.
Following the direction of Renzu's fingers, the center of the dust can be discerned in the trace. Several black dots appeared one after another, connected in a line, and quickly approached from far away. There should be a large group of people arriving.
This is the Outer Ki of Kyoto, and the "Spring Shooting Ceremony" is coming soon. It is not unusual for warriors from various countries to go to Beijing one after another. What makes Atobu more curious is that the sound of horseshoes is strong and powerful, and the team is mighty and neat. They must be well-trained , Which country will they be warriors from?
This group of people became more and more clear in their field of vision, and they could already see the flag fluttering in the wind. After carefully identifying it, their complexion changed slightly, and they exclaimed in a low voice, "Xiaojing, yes, are you from the Lihai Kingdom?"
"Hmph, so what? Are you afraid?" Atobe's sneer was obviously hostile.
"Why would I be afraid?" Renzu smiled wryly, "I mean, in the case of Li Haiguo, it's either... or..."
Atobu's cheeks were tense, Ruyu's face was so cold, as if a layer of frost could be scraped off, Renzu had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words back to his stomach and leave.
He originally wanted to say, isn't Lihai Kingdom the country of the Ice Emperor's in-laws?In that team of samurai, most likely there will be Xiaojing's fiancé-in-law, His Highness Yukimura...
Although he has never met Yukimura, the talent, character and courage of this Highness have long been spread in Kyoto and in other countries.
Enduring the bitterness of the tongue, even if I go to his side first, Xiao Jing likes beautiful men, Xiao Jing likes men with strength, Xiao Jing likes men with ambition, Yukimura Seiki is not bad in any of them, plus The resolute attitude of the Ice Empire's master to marry his son, this marriage must be done.
"Your Highness, look over there!" Sanada rushed to Yukimura's side, and pointed his whip at the gazebo in front of him.
"Well, it should be a samurai from Shangjing, let's get off the horse and walk, don't run into them and cause unnecessary disputes." Xingmura reined in the reins and dismounted first.
Even though Lihai is a powerful country with a strong vision of Kanto, Yukimura has never been willing to spend his energy on unnecessary victories.
In his eyes, a real strong person should conquer the world and command all directions, besides idleness and fame, they are all meaningless things.
Of course, in his heart now, there is another note for the strong, that is, there must be a romantic and perfect love!
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