"No. I don't want to see it either."

"Why? That's a matter of elegance."

"I am a person who has no chance of being a good person, and I am interested in those things."

"Senior," Matsuhira Motoyao couldn't help but look at Hirai Iwa Shinosuke beside him, "You are really stubborn. I was talking about this with Shinosuke just now. It was indeed not as expected."

Marasuke just looked at Matsuhira Motoyaku and did not answer.

"It's not surprising. I'm so old. It's been more than ten years since I was six years old. Besides, I don't know when I can return to Okazaki Castle." Matsuhei Motoyashi said this and stopped for a while, Fang said, "I'm now thinking about how to welcome the summer after spring with a relaxed mood. The power of nature is infinite. The yellow oriole made a gentle chirping in the forest in the city today. But nature will not let the oriole sing in the gentle singing at all times. Do you think so, senior?"

"yes."

"You said you didn't have the chance to enjoy the Kyoto-style Cuju?"

"yes."

"I don't think so. I've been thinking, I hope one day I can perform Cuju for you easily in the sunny courtyard." After Matsuhira Motoyasu said, urging Hirai Shinosuke to enter the door.

Marasuke's eyes were burning with anger, looking at Matsuhira Motokaku's back. Everything went with its course and waited for the opportunity - although he could understand Matsuhira Motokaku's thoughts, he still couldn't calm down. Matsuhira Motokaku's grandfather Kiyoyaku was known as the number one samurai in the world. How powerful was Kiyoyaku's power back then. But the hero's grandson is now so old, but he still accomplished nothing. People are like swords, and they will rust for a long time without having to. Every day, except going to the city to watch a performance, he snuggled in front of Mrs. Suruga's knees when he came back. Marasuke was worried that Matsuhira Motokaku, who Okazaki people regarded as the light of hope, would turn into a rusty blunt knife.

Hiraiya Nanosuke shouted loudly at the gate, "The Lord returns to the house." In fact, there were not many soldiers coming to greet him.

Yaleju suddenly lowered his eyelids and wiped his eyes with his sleeves.

Matsuhira Motoyaki walked up the lobby steps by Torii Mototaki, Ishikawa and Shiro.

Those young children who accompanied Matsuhira Motoyashi who had left Okazaki Castle by six years old have now grown into brave young samurai. Not to mention these young samurai, Matsuhira Suk, Okubo, Torii, Ishikawa, Amano, Hirai, etc. are also full of passion and waiting to go. But they have a lot of dissatisfaction with Matsuhira Motoyashi's unhurried and impatient. Matsuhira Motoyashi had to pretend to be confused and simply incorporate themselves into the trivial life of daily life. In spring, they appreciate the singing of the orioles; in summer, they listen to the cicadas, and they want to experience the vast realm in the natural flow.

He stepped up the steps, nodded casually to everyone, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." Then he walked directly to the inner room. Semeihito had already been waiting at the door of the inner room. Her eyes were shining.

Sena Hime has been pregnant for a long time and will give birth at any time. If the world is safe, of course, a childbirth room should be built for Sena Hime to live in, but the childbirth room cannot be built.

"It's so pitiful!" Today, Matsuhira Motoyasu's eyes were particularly pitiful. She seemed to be able to do whatever she wanted, but in fact she was just a selves. After the death of Zen Master Xuesai in Linji Temple, the spring in the Jun Mansion had passed. Now Sena Hime is just a victim of freedom. She is just a toy given to Matsuhira Motoyasu by Yoshimotoyasu in order to retain the hearts of Okazaki. As long as the time is right, the owner of this toy will lead his retainers to the battlefield. At that time, there will probably be no leisure to pay attention to the sad and pitiful her.

"If you don't have the determination and courage to abandon your wife and children..." The knot left to him by Zen Master Yukisai before his death was just to ask him whether he should choose his wife and children at an emergency or choose the Okazaki people who have been waiting for him for more than ten years? Okazaki has too many families, and generations have dedicated their lives for the Matsuhira family. Sacrifice their grandfather, father, husband, and brothers, and endure unspeakable bitterness. Matsuhira Motoyasu never thought of abandoning them to protect their wife, children and themselves's safety and comfort. The problems left by Zen Master Yukisai are now very clear in Matsuhira Motoyasu's mind. He felt even more pitiful.

"You are back." As usual, Sena Hime came to the corridor excitedly. She stretched out her hands to pick up Matsuhira Motoyashi's knife, and bright red nails appeared in her sleeves. Sena Hime, who was about to give birth, had unusual brilliance and looked very charming. Women's beauty has different ages. Compared with girls, young women are more charming; and after giving birth, women will add another kind of beauty. However, when the whole content of a woman's life is to win the favor of her husband, she will soon interfere in her husband's life and even want to be domineering to him.

"Sir, hurry up, I've heard the important news." Sena Hime said to Matsuhira Motoyasu. Matsuhira Motoyasu came indoors, and the maids retreated one after another. They knew that Sena Hime didn't like anyone approaching the world of two people in which they and their husbands were approaching.

There were purple cuckoos brought from somewhere in the niche, adding vitality and glory to the room, and agarwood was also placed in the incense burner. Seminehime put her husband's sword on the knife holder and sat down.

"Sir!" Sena Hime put her hands on Matsuhira Motoyaku's legs, "After the lord left, Imakawa sent an envoy."

"What's the matter?"

"Come to find me. The messenger said that Lord Imakawa wanted to see Agui, so I took Agui over there."

"Oh, Lord Imakawa really wants to see Agui?"

"That's just an excuse, in fact, he wants to ask you how you are to me."

Matsuhira Motoyasu looked at Se Naihira. There seemed to be no age difference between the twenty-four-year-old Se Naihira and Matsuhira Motoyasu at this time.

"Sir, hold me, tighten it. Sena is loved by her husband. Sena is a happy woman... I just answered Lord Yoshimoto. Am I right, sir?"

Matsuhira Motoyasu nodded solemnly and obediently hugged Sena Hime, "Why do you want to ask that kind of question?"

"Because I'm about to enter Beijing. Lord Yoshimoto said he wanted you to lead Okazaki people to enter Beijing with him... Sena was extremely sad when she heard this news... How long will I have to wait after you leave?"

“…”

"Mr. Yimoto said that he was worried about you, who was the vanguard, and you were worried that you would join the Oda family on the battlefield and abandon me, my daughter and the fetus in your belly..."

Matsuhira Motoyasu frowned slightly and stared at Sena Hime, "How did the lady answer?"

"I said this would never happen."

"Are you a sure answer?"

"Yes. I said, if you are skeptical, you can try your loyalty before entering Beijing."

Matsuhira Motoyashi fell into the ground with a stone in his heart, nodded, thinking to himself: "You must not be careless! I didn't expect that I could make Yoshimoto Imagawa so scared and suspicious."

"Sir, are you unhappy?" Sena shook Matsuhei Motoyaku's body excitedly. "I know that I am eagerly looking forward to this day, so I have to ask Lord Yiyuan to give you a chance. Even though I have to face unbearable loneliness and bitterness while staying behind, I should still give you a chance. Lord Yiyuan agreed."

"Oh, that's great."

"Sir, am I dealing well?"

"Okay, okay." Matsuhira Motoyasu picked up Sena Hime who was snuggling in his arms, and couldn't help feeling a warmth in his chest.
Chapter completed!