After the game, Taehyung of Asabina held a banquet at the residence of the Greater Mansion, claiming that as long as he had been shouting for good to the Greater Mansion, he could come to drink and eat until he was full. However, Yu Qiupi did not like to drink. In his previous life, his father was drunk several times and he still remembered his drunkenness. Therefore, he tried not to drink as much as possible and quickly slipped back to Tianshou Pavilion.

As soon as I opened the door, a faint fragrance of camellia was refreshing.

"Feng'er?" Yu Qiuping asked softly, but no one responded. He covered the door behind his back and walked a few steps inside, and saw Imakawa Kaede lying on the bed where Yu Qiuping was sleeping, falling asleep sweetly.

"How come this little girl loves sleeping so much?" Yu Qiuping laughed, bent down, scraped her little nose in a doting way, and helped her cover the quilt.

After a while, Imakawa Kaede woke up from his dream and realized that Yu Qiuping had already returned to the house, sitting in his seat, looking at himself with a smile.

"Hey? Why is it so early?" Imakawa Kaede was stunned for a moment, "Isn't Mr. Taehyung holding a big banquet?"

"I don't like drinking," Yu Qiuping frowned, "It's not good for health, and getting drunk is also a brain-harm."

"It's those fallacies again." Imakawa Kaede shook his head, "This time," the girl's voice suddenly softened, "I'm here to ask you a question."

"What?" Yu Qiuping poured a cup of tea and sent it to Imakawa Kaede.

"When is Higashi's birthday...?" Imakawa Kaede smiled sweetly.

"Uh... why are you asking this?" Yu Qiuping frowned and thought. He had always celebrated his birthday on December 10, but now he needs to convert it into this calendar, which should be around 10 months...

Forget it, Yu Qiuping gave up the idea of ​​conversion, and just thought he had lived for two more months.

"Hey! Is it so close?" Imakawa Kaede's face tightened.

"What's wrong?" Yu Qiuping asked curiously.

"Nothing," Imagawa Kaede lowered her head and shyly went to twist her clothes. "By the way!" Imagawa Kaede suddenly raised her head and changed the topic, "Ikayan seemed to tell His Highness Yuzhou in the morning that all the craftsmen found for Hirai have arrived."

"Your Highness Yuzhou? Who is it?" Yu Qiuping didn't remember such a person.

"It's His Highness Sena, Uncle Toshi. His official position is Iyumao." Imagawa Kaede explained.

"It's... Iyu, one of Japan's sixty-six countries? But isn't it on Shikoku Island? Why is the official position given to His Highness Seine?" Yu Qiuping asked in confusion.

"Uh... this is very complicated. I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly after a few words. Guardian and Guardian are still different. This is the difference between official positions and military positions. One is the title given by His Majesty the Emperor, and the other is the title given by General Zhengyi." Imakawa Kaede smiled bitterly, "Hei may not know that there may be hundreds of people in this world who can call themselves Izumo Shu."

"Ah! Can so many people take office in an official position?" Yu Qiuping asked.

"No, as long as someone's ancestors have held an official position, his descendants can always use this official position to claim themselves. As for the geographical differences that Hei asked... it has been around for a long time anyway." Imakawa Kaede tilted his head, not knowing how to explain to Yu Qiuping.

Yuqiehei thought about it carefully and it seemed that Hashiba Hideyoshi had called Hinamaki Masaki, and Akichi Mitsuhide called Hinamaki Masaki. These were also official positions in the Kyushu area, but at that time the Oda family controlled Kinki. For example, Yuqiehei had always liked Yoshimaki Nagamasa, whom he had always liked in his previous life, obviously controlled Omi, but his official position was for the front guard.

After dinner, Yu Qiuhei went to Imakawa Yoshimoto to ask the craftsmen. Imakawa Yoshimoto waved his hand and handed over twenty deeds to Yu Qiuhei. He asked him to return to the territory early the morning after attending the evaluation meeting tomorrow.

"After this period, I won't give you too many tasks. You can follow Sena to get familiar with government affairs and have time to go back to the territory to take a look." Imakawa Yoshimoto said to Yuqiuhei while enjoying the Chidori incense burner.

"The hall, why are these craftsmen also slaves?" Yu Qiuping asked in confusion.

"Well? Isn't this the same thing in Ming Dynasty?" Imakawa Yoshimoto raised his eyebrows. "Most of the low-priced professions such as craftsmen have been inherited from generation to generation. Craftsmen are not even as good as farmers. They do not have the qualifications to join the army and have no chance to make contributions to become samurai."

"Is there any free craftsmen?" Yu Qiuping asked again.

"However, there is." Imakawa Yoshimoto nodded, then looked at Yu Qiuhei suspiciously, "Yu Qiu, you are very strange. Why do you seem to be not from our time? You don't know a lot of common sense."

"Are you really a native of Ming Dynasty before?" Imakawa Yoshimoto sarcasm, but did not go into it. He smiled and beat Yu Qiuping away. Then, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

The next morning, after Yu Qiuping completed the training, he took Fukushima Ansei and others to pick up the people. He took the contract to sell his body and took twenty craftsmen from the craftsman's manager. He said that it was because these twenty craftsmen were all from the family. The craftsman was not a samurai and did not have his own surname. The one who was called Hanamaru was a little thin and was about 20 years old, but he was a little hunched because of years of work. At this moment, these dozens of people were kneeling in front of Yu Qiuping and others.

"Are you called Huamaru?" Yu Qiuping squatted down slightly and asked the man Wei.

"If you want to be a wise man, the villain will be called Huamaru." Huamaru replied.

"You guys, get up first." Yu Qiuping raised his hand and signaled everyone not to kneel down.

"Okay~." Hanamaru replied in a slightly cute tone, and without much humility, he stood up. However, none of the other dozens of people dared to get up, usually saying something like "Don't dare, don't dare" or something.

Yu Qiuping looked at the funny scene of standing alone in front of him and dozens of people kneeling, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Huaman, you are pretty good." Yu Qiuping smiled and patted Huaman on the shoulder, then took out twenty body sales contracts from his arms, and tore them all into pieces in front of dozens of people.

"I announce that you are all free people, and they are all people of my Yuqiu family!" Yuqiuping said loudly. Dozens of people heard the sound of tearing paper and raised their heads blankly, only to see that the contract for selling their bodies that had troubled them for the rest of their lives had been torn to pieces.

"Now I order you all to get up!" Yu Qiuping shouted.

Dozens of people stood up in panic and looked at the pieces of paper that had been thrown on the ground in disbelief. Hanaman looked at Yu Qiuping's smile and suddenly his mouth trembled. He was the first to stand up just now, and now he was the first to kneel down and kowtowed to Yu Qiuping a few times. The dozens of people behind him also knelt down one after another.

"Great kindness and virtue, and lord will live for a hundred years!" The vulgar craftsmen racked their brains to search for their own few words, wanting to express their gratitude to Yu Qiuping.

"Don't kowtow, get up!" Yu Qiuping said in a deep voice. Looking at the person who stood up again, Yu Qiuping looked around for a week. Fukushima Ansei and others who appeared behind him were a little excited. "You are all free people. Free people will never kneel down at will and humiliate their dignity. You should all stand up like Hanamaru, and stand like a person!"

"I forgive you now because I hope you can live with confidence, work hard, and fight for your own life." Yu Qiuping pointed to the dozen people behind him, "Like you, they were humble slaves dozens of days ago. But with their courage and struggle, they proved that they were all amazing soldiers! Four of them have changed from slaves to warriors!"

Yu Qiuping's words aroused the craftsmen, but the stingers behind him laughed proudly. "I promise you," Yu Qiuping said, "As long as you are willing to work hard, I guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing. Those who make contributions can even become warriors!"

During the lunch break, Yu Qiuhei asked his personal soldiers to settle these craftsmen and return to the territory together at night to start producing the complete spears and bows and arrows that Yu Qiuhei needs. At noon, Yu Qiuhei took Honta Kannosuke to have dinner together at a hotel in the city.

"What do you want to eat?" Yu Qiuping asked with a happy look. This hotel is the largest hotel in Junfu City. There is a wide range of menus behind the front desk. At first glance, only the literate samurai class can come here to spend.

Honta Kannosuke is not as lively and greedy as a boy of this age. There is still no fluctuation on his face, and he is a little bit like a squid face.

"Just millet porridge is enough." Honta Kum Nosuke said, but his childish voice was deliberately exuded with majesty.

"Millet porridge?" Yu Qiuping shook his head, "This is not possible. When you are still growing, you have to eat something the same." Yu Qiuping waved as he said, "Boss, is there beef here?"

"Sir." Honta Kwan Nosuke frowned, "Beef is a dirty thing, and we samurai should not eat it."

"Hey! Guonosuke! Beef can grow body, muscles, and become stronger!" Yu Qiuhei explained, but Honta Guonosuke still had an expression of not getting into oil and salt. Yu Qiuhei remembered that he had seen some historical surveys in his previous life, which said that although Honta Tadao was the number one Japanese general, he was very short. It must be because of malnutrition when he was a child. He smiled slightly and thought of a solution.

"Didn't Kuronosuke say that he wants to become an amazing samurai?" Yu Qiuhei led with a smile.

"That's right." Guonosuke nodded.

"Does an amazing warrior have to be very powerful and powerful to go into battle to kill the enemy?" Yu Qiuping asked again.

"No...wrong." Guonosuke nodded again, but always felt that something was wrong.

"However, Guonosuke is still very thin now. He must eat more meat to become mighty and strong!" Yu Qiuhei did not wait for Guonosuke to retort, and said here: "Does Guonosuke want to violate the expectations of the Order because the beef is dirty? Don't you want to become an amazing samurai!"

Yu Qiuping's exaggeration made Guo Nosuke stunned. He had a simple mind and did not see any logic at all. So Yu Qiuping waved his hand and asked the waiter to cut the beef for two.

The two of them found a seat to sit down and waited for the food to be served. Guonosuke still frowned and tried hard to think about the problems in Yuqiu Ping's speech, but found nothing. Yuqiu Ping's light appeared in the light. The person sitting next to him seemed to be the little man Okai Satoki, who reminded him of his etiquette at the time. He was eating fried rice alone and enjoying the scenery outside the window.
Chapter completed!