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571、Impressive

Yi Yun and the other two stopped in a small wood opposite the castle. With the cover of the woods, they took turns to monitor the emperor's castle gate. [.Com/Writing, such as waiting for the rabbit, is not something that can be accomplished in an instant, and requires a long time of patience, so the three of them were divided into three shifts, hiding in the woods every day, and the other two were resting not far away nearby.

Kung fu pays off!

Three days later, Zheng Zhifeng, who was in charge of surveillance on this day, suddenly ran back to Yi Yun's rest place and shouted excitedly: "There is something happening... I just saw two strange guys coming out of the castle. Before I could go far, come and see!"

Yi Yun and Chen Yuanyuan were excited and quickly ran over with Zheng Zhifeng.

Soon, Yi Yun saw two people walking slowly on the street in front of him, 571, and the Emperor was walking slowly. Walking in front was a tall girl, who looked about seventeen years old, and her height was about 1.68 meters. Women of this height were really an alien among the aliens in Fusang, because few Fusang men were so tall these days.

The girl looks very pitiful, as if she has been bullied for many years. Her expression brings the humility that is common on the faces of poor children who are often bullied in Fusang anime. Yi Yun has seen one of these people before, that is Cai Rou, the king of Qiantang. However, although Cai Rou is often bullied, she does not seem afraid, because she is bullied not because she is afraid of others, but just a kind of natural weakness and humility. The girl in front of her does not give people the feeling of natural weakness, but a kind of evolution that has been beaten and scolded for years. She is afraid of everyone around her.

The girl was wearing very simple clothes, the most crude linen clothes, not much better than the poor country girl, but she was not like a poor man because her temperament was completely different. Chen Yuanyuan, a person with extremely sensitive sense, only glanced at it and hummed: "This woman has good cultivation and could never be a village girl."

In the girl's body, the miserable queen. Following a little old man, this old man can be said to be a dwarf compared to the girl. He may be only about 1.5 meters tall, his whole body is as thin as a fire, and his appearance is very ugly. His eyes are full of vicissitudes. He seems to have felt despair of life, and only when he looks at the girl will a touch of kindness flash. He is also wearing very ragged linen clothes, but... like a girl, he also has a temperament that is completely inconsistent with his clothes.

The girl and the old man each held a few white scrolls in their arms, which looked like rolled up calligraphy and paintings.

"My husband, what do you think?" Chen Yuanyuan whispered.

Yi Yun smiled and said, "These two are in high positions. They are disguised as poor. Judging from the calligraphy and painting scrolls they hold in their hands, they may be going to the lively area in the center of Kyotocho... If I expected it to be. This girl is Emperor Masatocho. The old man next to her is probably the ministers she trusts. They are afraid that the emperor and the ministers who want to sell calligraphy and paintings will be exposed to the royal face, so they disguise themselves as poor people. Well, no matter whether they guess wrong or not, they will definitely want to go and see it."

Yi Yun thought about it and said to Chen Yuanyuan: "Miss Yuanyuan, please continue to monitor the castle. I am afraid that I will follow the wrong person and miss other information. Let this girl and the old man follow me and Zheng Zhifeng."

"Okay!" Chen Yuanyuan's body flashed and returned to the woods.

Yi Yun looked at Zheng Zhifeng: "Well... your profession seems to be a third-level rifleman?"

"Yes!" Zheng Zhifeng nodded.

"It's not very good to use this profession to track it." Yi Yun shook his head: "I'll change you to an assassin-type person."

Zheng Zhifeng has experienced many messy professions, and has been circling around Yi Yun countless times. She has long been used to it. She spread her hands and said, "Okay, come on."

"Hehe!" Yi Yun smirked, reached out to her and shouted, "Take the house and ascend to the sky..."

Zheng Zhifeng only heard a tinging sound in his mind: "Your family wants to pull you out of your house and ascend to the fourth-level 'assassinator', are you willing to accept it?"

"What? Level 4?" Zheng Zhifeng was overjoyed: "My husband... you... how can you improve me to Level 4? Last time I could only get the commission of Level 3?"

"Well! People always have to grow up." Yi Yun smiled wickedly: "Your husband, I have grown up again."

"Uh, it's obviously a good thing, why do you become a little erotic when you say it in such a tone?" Zheng Zhifeng said with a big sweat: "I always feel like you're talking puns."

"Tsk, you're thinking wrong." Yi Yun Yizheng said sternly: "We never say puns, because... when we are hooligans, we will also be open and honest. When we speak pornographic jokes, why do we need a vague pun?"

"Okay, I know how unconscionable you are. You don't need to emphasize this." Zheng Zhifeng spread his hands helplessly and accepted a new career. Although she said that her husband was not inconscionable, her admiration for Yi Yun in her heart went up a step further... Her husband is so amazing that he can actually raise others to level 4... Huh? If he continues to develop like this, wouldn't he be able to promote me to level 5? Wow! My husband is really amazing... Yi Yunze and Zheng Zhifeng followed behind the girl and the old man. Both of them disappeared, so they followed very close. Only the old man whispered to the girl: "Oh, just let me sell calligraphy and paintings alone. It's really inappropriate for you to show up in public."

The girl shook her head and said, "Gao Ji, I'm not at ease at your age..."

The old man clenched his fists angrily: "It's all because of this sinister world... No one has paid attention to the spirit of Bushido! There is no daimyo willing to support you... They only know how to compete for territory and intrigue..."

The girl sighed lightly: "Mr. Maori is still good. If he hadn't sent me some money often so that I could afford to support some soldiers and servants, the most basic decency of the royal family could not be maintained."

After hearing this, Yi Yun was basically sure that this girl was indeed Emperor Masato, because in history, the only one who was miserable was relying on Mori Mori's money to help him become a throne. The strong combat power of the Maori family became her last straw for life, otherwise she would have been knocked down long ago.

When the old man heard the Masato-machi emperor mention Maori, he snorted, "Masato may not be a good intention. Your Majesty, let me tell you the real reason why Maori helped us... Although the Maori family is strong, the territory is too remote, and it is very difficult to go to Kyoto... In this case, it is very difficult for the Maori family to compete for power and profit with famous families such as Oda, Ashikaga, Takeda, etc. He was afraid that you were controlled by these families, so he invested in sponsoring you and pretended to be a good person... The purpose is just not to want other daimyos to support the new puppet emperor!"

"Scared... Why is this happening? Really?" Emperor Zhengren Town was startled. She was originally a timid girl with a look of pitiful appearance, and now she looked even more timid: "Uncle Gaoji, according to what you said... Isn't there not even a good person in the world?"

It turned out that the old man's name was Gao Ji, and Yi Yun remembered it silently in his heart. In fact, Gao Ji was just the name of this old man. He also had a very loud surname, Kyoko, who lived in Kyoto for generations and assisted the emperor.

Kyoko Takayoshi was an old minister who raised Emperor Masato since childhood, so Emperor Masato was called an uncle to him.

"Your Majesty, in fact... there are people who are trustworthy." Kyoko Takaki lowered his voice and said, "There are still true warriors who respect Bushido... He is lurking... Well... it is not convenient to say here. If a ninja eavesdrops nearby... it will harm that lord."

The old man's girl's voice fell down, and Yi Yun laughed in her heart: Fortunately, I am a person from later generations, I just need to hear this, and I already know that the so-called true warrior refers to Akechi Mitsuhide, right?

"Okay, let's talk less about this outside." Kyoto Takayoshi whispered.

"But I can't say it in the Imperial Court." The girl sighed: "The servants around me are very likely to be spies from the Ashikaga clan. Only outside the Imperial Court can I dare to tell you a few things about this."

"Whether you are in the imperial court or outside, don't say it if you can." Kyoto Takayoshi sighed: "The most important thing in selling calligraphy and paintings, don't think about anything else."

"Uncle Gaoji... have you contacted the ship to Damoi Country?" Emperor Masato Town suddenly whispered.

"I can't contact... Alas, since the death of the Great Pirate King Zhi, the waterway between Fusang and Damoi Kingdom has been cut off... Now no pirates dare to smuggle people to Damoi Kingdom. No matter how I look for it, I can't find a ship... You can endure it for a few years... Maybe the situation will improve in a few years, and new pirates will open up new routes... Moreover, we don't have enough money now. Even if we contact the ship, it's useless to not pay the travel expenses." Kyoko Takagi smiled bitterly and said, "It's better to save more."

When Yi Yun heard this, she frowned: Emperor Matsumachi is contacting ships to Dameng Kingdom? What does this mean? Is there such a thing in official history? It probably doesn't! It seems that this is a detail that has been changed in history.

"Uncle Kyoyoshi, if I escape, Ashikaga, Oda, Maori and others will come to chase me?" Emperor Masato's body trembled slightly, and he seemed very scared.

"Hmph, they won't come to chase you. You don't need to force you to abdicate with force. They are too happy. As soon as you escape, they will immediately carry out the puppets they have built to compete for the throne." Kyoko Takagi snorted coldly: "At most they will send people to find you symbolically, after all, they are your ministers in name."!!!
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