God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

In fact, the judge who watched Fu Sangshen express his feelings could only take it with a smile. The drug seller had an indifferent temperament, and seemed to be not interested in people who had nothing to do with monsters, and would not touch his face. Although the eyes fell on the Jingruri performance, it seemed to be staring at the distance of nothingness.

The singing and the sound of the shamisen came to an end, and the sliding door was closed by the attendants, allowing the performers to take a break before proceeding to the next act.

"What do you think, my lords?" The proprietress saw the plane and inquired cryptically, "I wonder if this kind of performance suits your taste? If not, there are also Kabuki and Kyogen performances, all of which are waiting for orders."

The judge looked at the guest at the side and asked him to express his opinion first, but Yao Lang just clapped his palms lightly and replied somewhat perfunctorily.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"How is it?" Jingmo looked at Tsurumaru, and Taidao was the one he was most interested in just now, "Do you want to change it?"

"Although it's average, you can still watch it," Tsurumaru replied. "After all, it's something that just became popular. I've been in the Sendai Domain all the time. It's still very fresh to watch once in a while."

Everyone else seemed to be indifferent, and the interrogator was about to speak, but there was a lot of movement in the performance room.

After a slight dispute, the sliding door was pushed open, and a young shamisen player stood at the door, his face still red from anger.

"Please forgive us for stepping down, our show is only performed for those who can appreciate it," he said loudly, with deep contempt in his eyes, "otherwise, no matter how high the pay is, it's just a waste of time here."

"Youbei!" The singing master quickly called out his name, and the meaning of stopping was very obvious.

"You mean we don't know how to appreciate your drama?" Jing Mo laughed, "Don't you feel it yourself?"

The young man looked at this side angrily: "What are you talking about? This is Yoshihara, no matter what your status is, you must abide by the rules here. Money and status are not the most important. Only the truly elegant people are qualified to speak!"

You people who have the status of warriors in vain, but behave rudely and claim to be noble...Why...Why!

Although he was a little scared after he finished speaking, when he remembered that this is Yoshihara, the nobles got off their horses, and the samurai unleashed their swords. These people couldn't do anything to him. A livid face.

The Taifu didn't care about the astonishment and pain on his face, he just pressed his head hard, forcing the young man to lie on the ground with him, thinking about how to explain, but he heard the gentle laughter of the guests.

"Fengya...?" Sanriyue opened the folding fan with one hand, covering the corner of her upturned mouth, "A truly Fengya person, whether holding a sharp knife or holding a pipa in his arms, must be single-minded and devote all his energy."

"Although this is the first time for Xiaohu to watch this show, he can still hear the intermittent sound of the shamisen," the big fox said while watching the slight ripples in his wine glass, "it has such a beautiful tone, and the sound of the shamisen played People's mind is not on the instrument, so I feel sad for this shamisen."

After the big fox finished speaking, he thought about himself, and became happy again, with a proud and proud expression on his face.

"I'm afraid you are the only one in this room who doesn't appreciate it." Hasebe said coldly to anyone who dared to challenge the Lord, "Even those who sing can find that you are absent-minded. The Lord is too tolerant, if this happened at a formal banquet, you should have no complaints even if you were beheaded on the spot."

"The libretto was good at the beginning," Candlestick cut his tone calmly, but the content of the words was dangerous. "It's just that it was affected later—do you think we can't hear it?"

"I'm very sorry! But it's absolutely not like this. My old friend who has been with me for many years suddenly fell ill recently, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit," the husband said with a trembling voice, "so I asked his son to help me. I'm just worried about the child's condition. I was out of my mind, and it was definitely not deliberately perfunctory, please forgive me!"

"Is that so?" Candlestick cut slightly turned his head to look at the proprietress.

The proprietress was already stunned by this series of unexpected situations, so she just instinctively said: "Yes, there is something wrong with Youemon who plays the shamisen. He suddenly went crazy at home a month ago, and it was useless to find many monks and priests. , can no longer play, recently his son Mabei played for him..."

She felt that she played well, otherwise she would not have dared to let them continue to perform here. After so many performances before, she never heard anyone say that they played badly.

"A month ago?" Owaki asked, nodded after receiving the affirmation from the proprietress, and exchanged glances with Hasebe.

"In this play of yours, the singer should be the dominant player, and the shamisen chanting with the shamisen is the best way to empathize and resonate with the timbre. The next thing is to feel the singer's emotions, which can change at any time," Shen Shen The singer put the wine glass on the table, "But you are absent-minded, and the singer has to cover up for you, which leads to singing the mechanical tablet, the performance is chaotic, and you still don't feel it after the end..."

"Those who don't understand, just feel that the tone is beautiful and the plot is smooth, but it's not attractive. Whoever plays it will have the same effect, but those who understand can see that you are upset and full of resentment. Why are you in a place where you are having fun? Listen to the voice of injustice?"

The residual redness on the young man's face has long since faded, leaving a ghastly paleness. Just when the door was closed, the Tai Fu stared at him sternly. It was mixed with anger that made him act like this.

"I'm very sorry, I'll teach him well after I go back," the Taifu said lying on the ground, he could tell at a glance that these warriors who only received a salary were not ordinary, if they were violent and would lead to death, it would be impossible Facing his old friend who is suffering from madness, "Matabei is only worried about his father, so please forgive him."

"It's not just like that in his piano sound." The drug seller moved the corners of his lips, and the wisteria-colored patterns were raised upwards, as if he was smiling all the time.

"Yoshio Kira became obsessed with a certain woman here a month ago," Owaki Tsubasa reminded the interrogator in a low voice, "Will it be related?"

"Bring that shamisen." After hearing this, the judge remained expressionless, and ordered the shikigami boy beside him.

The boy brought the shamisen lightly and silently. The young man shook his lips and wanted to say something, but he was pressed hard by the hand on the back of his neck and gave up.

The judge took the shamisen with some history, tuned it, put the piano case on his lap, and after pondering for a while, dialed out the first note.

The deep sound of the piano sounded, it was just a section of the soundtrack in the repertoire, and it was the part that praised Jorurihime's beauty. Although there was no one to respond to the lyrics, the simple sound of the piano aroused the memories of the people present.

The young man wanted to raise his head, but he felt the hand on the back of his neck, so he continued to lie on the ground, but unconsciously, a sentimental figure was drawn in his heart, and half of his face was secretly exposed behind the fan, meeting his eyes, and he didn't notice the pressure. Gradually loosen his strength with his hands.

On the other hand, the Taifu seemed to see Jing Liuliji in the libretto standing in front of him. The patterns on the single clothes and the smell of incense seemed to be right in front of his eyes. It was the beauty that artists were vying to describe but couldn't get in case.

The sound of the piano softly depicts the scene where a beautiful woman receives a lot of admiring gazes when she goes out to play, but she doesn't pay attention to it at all. However, when she sees a handsome young warrior, the two who look at each other fall in love at first sight and fall in love...

Suddenly, the sound of the piano uttered a sharp clang, and the tune-changed sound woke everyone up, only to see the god judge looking down at the broken string in his hand and meditating.

The final timbre is like a frightened scream, and that fleeting feeling is...

"snake?"

Jing Mo and Yao Lang asked softly at the same time, and then looked at each other, a little surprised at the idea of ​​a tacit understanding.

... turned out to be a master of music.

The proprietress was very annoyed after waking up to the music. If she had known this was the case, she would have called that difficult-to-talk obscurity. I don’t know if the type of Fujihime would suit the taste of the guests, but at this time, Fujihime must have already left right...

Jingmo signaled the boy to send the shamisen back, and attached the compensation for the silk string: "Did the original pianist also perform this play before he fell ill?"

"...Yes," Taifu only felt that there were many inspirations in his head, but he couldn't catch any of them. He could only restrain his excitement and replied respectfully, "A month ago, the villain and Youemon performed together. After the second act, He said he was going to the courtyard to rest for a while, but was found fainted in the courtyard. After waking up, he went mad, talking all day long, and yelling late at night, but no one could understand what he said ,"

"A month ago, who was the guest here?" Jing Mo looked at the proprietress.

"It's...Major General Kira Uenosuke, Zuo Konoe Kwon." The proprietress' complexion was not good, but she still didn't dare to hide it.

That is Yoshio Kira who died mysteriously not long ago.

"Continue to perform." Jing Mo nodded without asking further questions.

So the sliding door was closed, and the artists made new preparations. The Taifu was inspired by the music, and his mood was still not calm. One of the strings of the shamisen was broken and had to be replaced. Only the guests were left.

"When I was in Honmaru, I didn't see you playing the shamisen. I didn't expect to play it so well." Tsurumaru sighed rarely, "I suddenly recalled the past."

"It's Madam Xiaogu, right?" Candlestick Qie smiled reminiscently, "Speaking of beauties... only she left the most vivid impression. When I hear the sound of the piano, I will think of her unconsciously."

"That's right," Hasebu's expression softened a lot after listening to the music, "Miss Ashi can indeed afford the title of the number one beauty in the Warring States Period, but it's a pity that she is so beautiful... because she was the one who knew her." Unclear guys get involved."

"It seems that we all remember the same people." Smiling Qing Jiang picked up the cup and poured the remaining wine in the courtyard, "Her calm and dignified figure of dying is indeed rare among beauties in the world, without resentment or remorse , it's a pity."

"Should I say sorry? Hahaha," San Riyue smiled and poured the wine on the muddy floor outside with him, "Then use this glass of wine to pay homage to the withered beauty."

He and Mingfu Sangshen toasted together, only Xiaohumaru didn't know, so: "Who is Mrs. Xiaogu you are talking about?"

"But it doesn't matter."

Jing Mo smiled when he saw Candlestick's inquiring gaze. Yao Lang beside him didn't seem to have heard them talk about what happened more than 100 years ago, as if he had experienced it himself. He just sat quietly and looked out at the courtyard.

"Mr. Kokomaru hasn't seen her before," Candekiri explained, "Ms. Kotani is Oda City, the younger sister of Lord Nobunaga, who has the title of the most beautiful woman in the Warring States period. I, Mr. Tsuru, Hasebe Jundu is very familiar with her, and Mr. Smiling Mian and His Highness Sanriyue have a deep relationship with her."

"Whether it's the Shibata family or the Kyogoku family, it's the same," Qing Jiang rolled his hair with a smile on his face, "So I and Mikazuki are also very destined."

The former lord of Smiling Qingjiang, Shibata Katsuie and Toyotomi Hideyoshi, competed to marry Ashi after the Honnoji Incident, and Ashi chose to marry Shibata Katsuie. Shibata Katsuya committed suicide in the castle tower, and Smiling Qingjiang entered the Niwa family because of the destruction of the Shibata family, and was dedicated to Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and finally passed down to the Kyogoku family from generation to generation.

"After Miss Ashi's death, her eldest daughter married Toyotomi Hideyoshi as a concubine, and her second daughter married Kyoko Takashi," Hasebe explained, "The eldest daughter is the famous Asai Chacha, who was at the Beizheng Office at that time. there?"

Sanriyue smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Among the wives and concubines of Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the most eye-catching one is the dispute between Chacha and Beizhengsuo Ningning, which led to the confrontation between the East and West armies in the Sekigahara War, until the fall of the Osaka Summer Army, and Chacha committed suicide. Since then, history has entered the Tokugawa Edo period .

The third daughter of Oda City was married to Tokugawa Hidetada, the second shogunate general.

In the past 100 years, the situation in the world has changed several times, but they are the only ones who have witnessed the scenes of history.

"When Xiaohuwan was listening to the piano, who was in his mind?" Five Swords Under Heaven looked at the big fox and asked anxiously and kindly.

No matter before or after the appearance, the big fox, who has never seen a real beauty, is a little hesitant, making people feel that there is something inside.

"Tell me," Tsurumaru immediately booed, "No way, it can't be Jing Mo?"

The judge couldn't laugh or cry, and felt that the soft and lingering beauty embodied in that piece of music had nothing to do with him.

"How can it be the master!" The big fox quickly denied, "The feeling of the master and the music is completely different."

"Who is that?" After Tsurumaru asked, he suddenly thought of a terrible guess, it couldn't be the Tang girl that day, so Xiaohumaru would be too miserable.

Seeing the expressions of sympathy on everyone's faces, the big fox, who probably knew what they were thinking, pursed his lips, and swallowed back the truth that was already on his lips: "The only beauty that the little fox has ever seen is the one who claims to be the most beautiful in the world." His Royal Highness Sanriyue is only one, do you need to mention this specifically?"

"Oh? That's really an honor, hahaha," San Riyue, who succeeded in teasing her, laughed heartily, and reached out to clink a glass with Xiaohumaru, "Let's just treat it like this."

Xiaohumaru drank the wine angrily, and saw that Mikazuki saw it, and then stopped, and didn't mention it again before going to see the re-enactment of Jing Ruri.

When the piano sounded, he didn't think of anyone specifically, but felt that the music was gorgeous and soft, but with a sense of helplessness. Although it was talking about a beauty, it was more like describing the environment around him.

This may be the scene that the shamisen itself wants to express...

The big fox listened and thought, but in the end the tone suddenly changed, and a strange scene appeared unexpectedly.

The huge tumbling tail of the snake swims across the bluestone road, and the light shines on it, but what is seen on the head of the snake is a head with disheveled hair.

The string broke, and the weird scene disappeared, but compared to Tsurumaru's feelings, this is undoubtedly very strange.

... When it's over, quietly ask the master.

The big fox who didn't want to be teased again thought.

The author has something to say: So this team is Fu Sangshen who has a little relationship with Ah Shi~

Tsurumaru and the others don't need to explain.

After Nobunaga's death, both Toyotomi Hideyoshi and Shibata Katsuie wanted to marry Oshi, but Aichi hated Hideyoshi for killing his two sons, so he married Shibata Katsuie, who was much older than himself, and the result was less than one year old. In [-], Shibata was defeated in the Battle of Jianyue. Singer asked Ashi to take her three daughters out of the city to surrender. Ashi only sent her daughter away, and he was determined to stay with Shibata.

Smiling Qingjiang used to be the saber of Shibata Katsuya, and later gave it to his son Shibata Katsutoshi. Shibata Katsutoshi was captured and beheaded by Niwa Chohide after Katsuya committed suicide. Smiling Qingjiang went to Niwa's house and was dedicated to Toyotomi Hideyoshi After Hideyoshi's death, Toyotomi Hideyori, the son of Chacha, gave it to Jing Gaoji.

Ashi’s daughter was taken back to the city by Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and finally Toyotomi Hideyoshi took the eldest daughter Chacha as his concubine →_→ Later, there was a decisive battle in Sekihara, that is, our Batuha, and the second daughter married Jing extremely high

所以青江说自己和三日月也很有缘分啦～感谢在2021-01-0723:00:31~2021-01-0919:47:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Swastika Zhan Xiye;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: everything is zero, but it is the first 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!