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Fu Sangshen, named Zong San Zuo Wenwen, was covered with a layer of melancholy. Although he was wearing cassocks, the Buddha could not help him escape from the sea of ​​suffering.During Xianyu's time in the Heian era, she also met Fusangshen with different personalities, but Zongsan was the one who made her feel helpless the most.

Guessing the wrong name made the atmosphere between the two solidify, especially since the pink-haired man on the opposite side didn't answer the embarrassment at all, Xianyu scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and took the initiative to say, "I am Uohime, was born in Genji, and her father is Konoe Major General Minamoto Yorimitsu. It is my first time as a god judge, please give me your advice."

Xianyu didn't realize that after she spoke, Zong San on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief, and his clenched fists in his sleeves also loosened, and he said, "I'm Zong San Zuo Wenwen..." This obviously doesn't count as ego Introduction, Zong San lowered his eyes, as if hesitating for something, seeing that Xian Yu had been looking at him and was not in a hurry to answer, he slowly said, "I am a trophy confiscated by the Demon King, it was re-polished and engraved, and after several times it was circulated and changed into a It's the way it is now... But, you probably can't understand it." After all, he was from the Heian period.

Devil?Xianyu only knows one historical figure known as the Demon Lord in Japan, and she tentatively asked, "Is it Oda Nobunaga?"

Zong San raised his head to look at her, and said in surprise, "Yes."

"I heard Foxnosuke mention it, it is said that he is a very good person..." Wan Yong blocked Foxnosuke.It's just that after Xianyu finished speaking, he found that Zong San on the opposite side looked away again, obviously not ready to take up this topic.She didn't show it on the surface, but she bumped her head on the ground with worry in her heart.It's over, and the conversation is dead again, I am a professional in the cold field!

Just when Xianyu was in a hurry and thought that he had raised a topic that shouldn't be mentioned and made Zongsan angry, he took the initiative to ask, "What are Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber?"

"Those are the swords of the Song Kingdom. It is said that if you get them, you can become the ruler of the world." As soon as Xianyu finished speaking, Zongsan's expression on the opposite side became more and more melancholy. She suddenly thought of what he said when he first appeared, the symbol of the king... ...Could it be that Sozo was punished in later generations because he was held by Oda Nobunaga?Although the knives were cast out of human needs, it doesn't mean that all Fusangshen can accept the fate dominated by humans.

Sure enough, as Xianyu guessed, Zongsan really thought of himself, and he whispered to himself, "I didn't chase it for use, it was only used as a symbol of the king, just like that, like a bird in a cage..." Can never break free from the prison of that name.

Hearing what Zongsan said completely, Xianyu tilted his head down, looked at his drooping strange-colored pupils and said, "If that's the case, then there's no need to worry about it in the future. You don't want to be the symbol of the king, right? Just be a king." Looking at Shang Zongsan's astonished eyes, she said, "Anyway, you now have hands and feet, and you can do whatever you want, even tearing up the birdcage." Feeling refreshed, she felt that the reason why Zongsan was entangled was that he hadn't reacted after the species change. "

"Is it really okay to say this...?" Hearing such subversive words rashly, but strangely, Zongsan didn't bother with the sentence of becoming a king, instead he just wanted to remind the judges of the current affairs of signing a contract with them It is the existence of maintaining history. In any case, it is impossible for swords to compete in the world.

It is not so easy to change her long-standing thinking, Xianyu also knows this, so she said, "Don't talk about being discouraged, you agreed to cooperate with the current affairs to become Fusangshen, in fact, you want to prove yourself. She patted him on the shoulder and said, "In short, what you have to do now is to adapt to life as a Fusangshen and as a human being. And don't you have brothers, don't you want to talk to them?"

Zong San was stunned.

Brother, Jiang Xue and...Xiao Ye...

Yes, he still has things to do than entangle his fate.Xiao Ye... If he becomes Fu Sangshen, that child who is entangled in hatred needs to be taken care of even more.Now he is not only a sword who is helpless against everything, but also takes on the responsibility of being an elder brother, he has to take good care of Xiao Ye.

Just when Zongsan thought of his brother who was somewhere, Xiaoye who was missed by him opened the door and walked in. He was holding a large pot of rice in his hand, and there was a whole row of fat grilled rice on the plate stacked on the top of the pot. fish.The food piled up into a hill directly blocked Xiaoye's sight, so he didn't notice who the other person in Yuji's bedroom was. He went straight to Xianyu, put down the rice and fish, and asked in a low voice expectantly, "Master, Can we have dinner together today?" Everyone took turns to complete the task, and only he and Tsurumaru were left at home.

"Okay." Xian Yu stared at the grilled fish and rubbed his hands together in response.

Zong San stared blankly at the familiar thin figure walking in, and it took him a while to recover his voice, saying, "...Xiao, Xiaoye?"

Xiao Ye followed the prestige, and said with surprise, "Brother Zong San?"

Zong San nodded, but his gaze stayed on the cauldron filled with rice that Xiao Ye was holding.

"..."

It seems... I can't afford it...

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The most important thing in the Major General's Mansion is the samurai. As the residence of the Patriarch Genji, all the people gathered here are talents whose physical and psychological qualities are far beyond the average.Their own talent and acquired experience enable the warriors to be competent for various dangerous tasks beyond the limits of ordinary people, and also allow them to stabilize more...fresh scares.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hearty and optimistic personality can be easily integrated into the samurai group. The most important thing is that he is strong, and his petty mischief can also be washed away as a test for the weak.Of course, this is just the answer of the Four Heavenly King Tsuna Watanabe who fell into the pit, and it is unknown whether other people think so.

Even though digging a manhole is very interesting, after playing Tsurumaru twice, he lost interest, and the samurai were extremely vigilant about being pitted, and no one was recruited on the hollow lawn in front of the bathhouse.The small matter that the trap didn't work didn't attract Tsurumaru's attention, and he had a new idea, which he was planning to test right now.

After eating the food prepared by Mitsutada, Tsurumaru sneaked up to Xianyu and watched her eat the lunch prepared by the maids with a blank expression. Tsurumaru was a little interested in the small dried fish with the length of a thumb, so he ran to the kitchen to taste it One, but he drank two pots of water so salty that he almost turned into a salted duck.So, he began to suspect that human beings... don't have a sense of taste, right? !

In the afternoon, Tsurumaru did not have dinner with the Fusangshen, but accepted the invitation of the samurai to join them in the banquet.The food for the distinguished guests was uniquely shaped and beautifully arranged. Tsurumaru ate it with anticipation, and the taste of the table full of salt and coarse seasoning successfully faded into a bird in his mouth...

The salty ones are very salty, and the light ones are super light. Humans really don't have such a thing as taste.

In the Heian period, they paid more attention to the value of the ingredients themselves than to the taste of the food, as well as the knife skills of the dishes. Those who were skilled in cutting ingredients could even go to the front of the imperial court to display them.Due to limited conditions, the only way to store seafood is to marinate, brush with heavy salt and air-dry. Of course, its taste cannot be compared with that of later generations who do not consider storage, but only for taste and seasoning.However, when ordinary people eat it, they will also reduce the salty taste by washing it with water, and they will swallow it directly like a crane ball.

Tsurumaru used to be a man of action. Since he wanted to determine whether it was because of the strange taste of human beings or because Fu Sangshen's taste was too mild, he slipped in while Mitsutada was cooking...and was burnt by a kitchen knife in 5 minutes. Guangzhong politely invited him out.For this reason, he also argued, "We must have the academic spirit of dedicating ourselves to the cause of scientific research, Guangzai!"

"No, Mr. He, the master's lunch can't be played." The good-tempered Mi Jiang refused in a caring tone. It's a good thing that Ge Xian didn't come to the kitchen to make refreshments today, otherwise it might not be elegant.

After being rejected by Mitsutada, Tsurumaru did not give up. Compared with the small stove in Fusangshen's courtyard, the management of human's big kitchen is not so strict.Except for some dead warriors, most of the servants didn't know Tsurumaru's identity, they only knew that this was a samurai newly called into the mansion yesterday by Lord Raimitsu, and his status was quite high, so no one would stop him if he wanted to enter the kitchen.

Showing your identity, swiping your face and entering the kitchen is too boring, Tsurumaru naturally wouldn't do it, when the chefs were busy preparing the food for Ji Jun and the samurai, he quietly sneaked in and moved to a stack of ready-made Before the miso soup, he heard that it was prepared for Ji Jun, so he rubbed his palms, took out the salt shaker and sprinkled it all in.After finishing everything, Tsurumaru slipped back the same way, but he didn't go far, just squatted in the grass and watched the attendants bring out his bowl of miso soup...

After working day and night in the palace, Lai Guang was still in good spirits. When he returned to the mansion, he changed into light clothes and told his servants that he would have dinner with Yu Ji.Although the meals in the palace are more exquisite and rich, he still wants to go home to accompany his daughter, and by the way, explain the matter of the summer festival in the next day.

Hearing that Lai Guang's father was coming, Xianyu, who was busy practicing calligraphy, hurriedly put on her luxurious fake collar, and just as she finished tidying up here, Lai Guang had already walked in.Even if he wanted to get along well with his daughter, Laiguang didn't know what to do. He sat beside Xianyu, picked up the little milk dog lying in her arms and threw it aside, then said, "The day after tomorrow will be Xia Yue, tomorrow the maidens will return from Jiezhai in the suburbs of Beijing, when that time comes, go to Kamo's house to find Fumiko Inari, the maiden, and ask her to take you into the palace."

Originally, he wanted his daughter to enter the palace with Genji or the female relatives of the Fujiwara family, but the experience of the previous few times made him dare not make a random decision.He had asked He Maozhongxing that it was not easy to integrate into the circle of noble ladies without the guidance of their mothers. There were also different factions and conflicts among the women. After all, behind them were their natal and husband's families.

Raikou has many political opponents, otherwise there would be no rumors about Gui Ji, Yu Ji would inevitably be targeted, and the courtiers and family members who stood on the same line as Raiguang, although they were willing to help, it was impossible for her and Others turned their faces.The only one who is really capable of protecting Yu Ji is Fujiwara Michizaki's wife Minato Rinko, but she has already entered the palace to accompany Akiko who is the queen.

After thinking about it, the circle of shrine maidens who don't see each other several times a year is relatively simple. Besides, the Inari shrine maiden has a strong personality, and no one dares to provoke her.

Xianyu was a little glad to hear that she didn't have to be with the noble girls, not to mention that she still had Yuji's psychological shadow on her body, and even Xianyu herself was a little panicked. If you don't know anything, it's easy to get embarrassed if you talk too much.If she is with the witches, at least she can change the subject and learn some knowledge about Shinto?

After explaining Xia Jun's matter, the father and daughter looked at each other again and became speechless. Lai Guang scratched his head anxiously in his heart, why he and Yu Ji had nothing else to talk about besides business.Xianyu on the opposite side rolled his eyes, and didn't know what to say at this moment. When he was worried, the maids came in with dinner. Seeing this, Xianyu's eyes lit up, and he put the miso soup in front of him Pushing it in front of Lai Guang, he said, "Father has worked hard in the palace, let's have some soup first."

"Okay." Lai Guang was flattered to take the soup from Xianyu, and poured it down in one gulp, but when the soup flowed into his mouth, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the veins on his neck and face were bursting. stand up.However, when the instinct to vomit caught sight of his daughter's expectant face out of the corner of his eye, he took out the will to fight the soil spider and poured a bowl of salt water into it.Although his hands were trembling and his throat seemed to have eaten sand, there was no fluctuation on Lai Guang's face, and he kept smiling and said, "Not bad."

Crouching outside the door, Tsurumaru looked at Raikou's unwavering face, and said with emotion, "It turns out that humans really don't have a sense of taste..."