Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The Japanese also celebrate the Qiqiao Festival on the seventh day of July. Zhang Yin has been in Shijian Country for almost two months, and he has already become acquainted with Takasaki. He was invited early in the morning to go to a banquet to participate in the festival of the local people.

Zhang Yin put on his head and gown, dressed up anew, came out of the tent on the construction site that had not yet been built, and went to meet Zan Jurun first. Zan Jurun, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, was a high-level bureaucrat even in Tokyo, and he was the highest-ranking figure in Dongjima, and he was also a civil servant.

Civil servants usually have a hobby of traveling and making friends, and Zan Jurun is no exception. Seeing Zan Jurun, Zhang Yin invited him: "Today is Qiqiao Festival, this place is not very interesting, Mr. Zan, would you like to go to Gaoqi Mansion with me?"

After hearing this, Zan Jurun looked regretful, put his hands on his stomach and frowned and said, "Unfortunately, brother Zhang (commander Zhang Jiankui, everyone agreed to be incompetent for any occasion in this place) invited me to drink yesterday, and somehow my stomach was ruined.

After hearing this, Zhang Yin asked: "But is it important?"

Zan Jurun said: "It doesn't matter, maybe I didn't get used to the climate at first, if it doesn't improve today, ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine."

Zhang Yin didn't force it, seeing that it was still early, he chatted with Zan Jurun for a few more business matters. Everyone's trip to the east was very smooth, there were no storms and waves at sea, and they got along well with the locals in Takasaki Village.

The Iwami Fort project is not a big project. After all, the walls are relatively low and the castle is relatively small. More than half of the foundation and wall works have been completed in more than a month; only the artificial canal is far from being completed.

But judging by the current smooth situation, everything is just a matter of time. The two talked about it, and they were very optimistic. There is no problem in gaining a foothold in Japan. In the future, by properly managing the interest relationship with the local people, developing mines and establishing trade, the emperor's intention can be fulfilled without bloodshed.

Zhang Yin said with a smile: "I will go back to Fengchi to discuss meritorious deeds, and then have a drink with Zangong."

Although Zhang Yin was born as a petty official, he now has the official position of Privy Councilor, his position is lower than Zan Jurun's, so he is at least his colleague.

Zan Jurun didn't put on airs, cupped his fists and said, "It's a deal."

Zhang Yinsui left the simple tent, and together with Liu Jin and others of the Bing Cao Division, went along the road to Gaoqi Mansion for a banquet.

There is a small stream on the mountain behind the mansion, which flows from the side of the mansion to the front of the mansion. Today, many people appeared out of nowhere, hanging paper sticks on the bamboo beside the stream in front of the mansion, most of them young women. There are also some girls who folded paper boats and put them in the stream. For a while, in this place with green mountains and green waters, it was a pleasing scenery.

When a few people came to the mansion, Takasaki-kun went out to greet them in person, bowing continuously, and the etiquette was very thoughtful. When everyone came to the yard, Takasaki introduced two Zhuang officials and some samurai leaders who managed the land. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and those who could not speak Chinese all bowed.

After a while, singing girls with heavy makeup also came to the stage. They held paper umbrellas and sang and danced. The locals all applauded, and Gao Qi and Zhang Yin chatted and commented: "Their skills are very good. Even if Zhang Jun goes to Ping'an Jing to see the performance, it will not be much better than them."

Zhang Yin agreed casually, naturally he didn't want to disturb Gao Qi's interest, but he really didn't find it good-looking...too reserved, and the performance traces were very heavy. Of course, maybe it's just that people in different places have different interests.

Later, a monk and a clown with a painted face came on stage, making everyone laugh. Now Zhang Yin finally figured out what was going on. This show was a military drama that became popular in the Tang Dynasty, and the locals learned it. The influence of the Tang Dynasty on them was too deep! And those singing girls just now also had traces of Tang Dynasty court dresses, no wonder Zhang Yin looked so awkward.

Zhang Yin couldn't understand Japanese, so he could only watch their antics with relish.

At this time, a young woman came to pour wine, Gao Qi said: "She is Miko."

The lady named Meizi put down the jug and bowed gracefully to Zhang Yin. Zhang Yin also politely clasped his fists in return, Meizi said slowly and bluntly: "The honored guest came from afar, and the hospitality is not good, please forgive me."

Zhang Yin thought, Gao Qi specially introduced a maid, this maid must be a very favored person around him. Not daring to be negligent at the moment, he hurriedly said, "It's a great honor to be entertained by Mrs. Takasaki and Mrs. Miko."

Meizi moved her small mouth, quietly looked at Zhang Yin and looked at Zhang Yin, showing a charming smile. Zhang Yin said in his heart: This lady is really a prostitute, she did this in front of her master.

The shows on the stage followed one another, and some singing and dancing were just the same people changing clothes, but it was also quite interesting. Zhang Yin and Gao Qi persuaded each other to drink and talked about anecdotes and anecdotes about their hometowns, enjoying themselves.

In the afternoon Gao Qi took Zhang Yin and others to the hot springs, and in the evening there was a dinner. This Takasaki was really good at hospitality, which made Zhang Yin feel that he was no less hospitable than Han'er.

"The red paper lottery that Mr. Zhang saw during the day was the wish of young people, probably because of marriage." Takasaki said with a smile.

Zhang Yin laughed and said, "I guess it's the same. Qixi Festival was originally a festival for Cowherd and Weaver Girl."

Takasaki nodded: "Mr. Zhang, what do you think of our Yamato people?"

Zhang Yindao: "The people are very nice, the folk customs are simple, and the young lady is affectionate."

"Haha..." Several people raised their heads and laughed teasingly again. When it comes to beauty, it seems that there is no distinction between countries.

With the cool night wind blowing on his face, Zhang Yin raised his head to admire the moon, and a round of Xuanyue hanging in the sky was extraordinarily beautiful. Under the moon, there is a dark shadow...Huh? Zhang Yin raised his head and stared at the shadow, feeling very strange.

"Takasaki-kun..." Zhang Yin couldn't help reminding.

As soon as the words fell, Liu Jin, who was sitting next to him, suddenly had an arrow stuck in his forehead. "Ah..." The woman's scream suddenly sounded! There was an immediate uproar.

Before Zhang Yin could react, he stared blankly at Liu Jin falling to the ground with an arrow shot in the head, without even calling out. This person who was very familiar with him died like this?

"Liu Jin!" Zhang Yin cried out.

"Go!" Gao Qi gave Zhang Yin a hand. Only then did Zhang Yin follow him, leaning over and fleeing with the chaotic crowd. There was chaos all around, "whoosh, whoosh..." sounded in the night sky, arrows flew down one after another, and people kept screaming loudly after being hit by arrows.

Zhang Yin didn't understand what happened at all. In the chaos, there were already a few more men around to protect them. But looking at the scene, the murderer should have nothing to do with Takasaki, not to mention that Takasaki really has no motive to do such things.

A group of people rushed into the hall gate in the yard quickly. At this time Zhang Yincai asked: "Who is it?"

Takasaki replied while running: "There should be scouts, also called 'nin', and there should be samurai who can use bows and arrows!"

Zhang Yin asked again: "Who sent it?"

"I don't know, but idlers can't use this kind of person!" Takasaki said loudly.

At this moment, a man rushed into the hall holding several samurai|swords. Takasaki and several other men hurriedly took a knife from the man's arms. Takasaki handed Zhang Yin another hand.

Zhang Yin was a civil servant, so he was not familiar with weapons at all, but he still took up self-defense.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the wooden door was kicked open! "Swish, swish..." Immediately, several arrows flew in, and immediately a man was hit by an arrow and screamed in pain. In an instant, two black shadows appeared at the door, and they threw something five or six steps forward with something in their hands. The two Takasaki warriors in front screamed and fell to the ground.

"Ah!" The other two samurai rushed forward bravely holding the samurai|sword with both hands high.

The samurai stepped forward to resist, but Takasaki did not rush forward to fight desperately, but turned around and left with the samurai|sword. Zhang Yin also hurriedly followed. The two walked into a narrow corridor through the back door, and just a few steps away, suddenly there was a "bang", a wooden window in front was smashed, and a masked man in black clothes jumped out!

Takasaki turned around again and ran away, followed by the people behind him. The shout of "Ji Li wah la" seemed to be right next to Zhang Yin's ear, Zhang Yin was extremely nervous, and his mind went blank.

He is not a brainless person, but he comes from a wealthy family and is not a martial artist, so he has never experienced such embarrassment. But he only looked for one way, and ran with Takasaki! Otherwise, if he is alone, he will not be able to find his way at all.

But Takasaki also seemed to be in a panic. He was a bit fat and old, and he couldn't run fast at all, so he hurriedly smashed open a door and went inside.

"Ah..." Suddenly a woman screamed, and a panicked young lady rushed forward holding a short knife in both hands.

"Miko!" Takasaki reacted quickly, and immediately shouted.

Xiaoniang finally calmed down a little and stopped. Several people had no time to talk, because the pursuers had already rushed up, "Dang!" Before Zhang Yin could see what was going on, he heard a violent metal crash, and sparks flashed before his eyes.

"Ah!" There was a scream of blood spattering. Zhang Yin saw clearly that the person who was hit by the knife was not Gao Qi. Unexpectedly, this old guy's sword skills are not bad, he can beat an assassin.

But immediately two more people jumped in.

Takasaki seemed to have a lot of experience in fighting, knowing that he was invincible, he panicked and backed up, standing beside Zhang Yin, hoping that he would support him. Zhang Yin glanced at the small window at the back, and shouted to the trembling Meizi: "Run from the window!"

The assassin has come close! Zhang Yin yelled and swung the samurai sword with both hands, using all his strength to swing wildly in front of him, blocking the enemy from getting close.

After swiping it several times, the knife hit nothing in the air. Suddenly there was a flash on the door, and Zhang Yin felt a "thump" in his heart, and a chill rose from his heart. The stinging pain extended from his cheek to his chest. He knew that he had been stabbed, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

After a while, there was a loud "Wow", and the fellow in front of him stabbed over with the handle of the knife in both hands, and the sharp edge pierced Zhang Yin's abdomen directly. A moment of desperation came over me, that it was all over, it was over.

"Crack! Crack..." Takasaki was also outnumbered. He was hit several times and knelt down in a pool of blood.