The Oda family received the news that Takeda Shingen's troops surrounded Ueno after I sent a letter to Mirhein Castle. The easiest one here is Tokugawa Ieyasu. Half of Tokugawa Ieyasu's troops were brought to Kinki by Tokugawa Ieyasu. Facing the current Tokugawa Ieyasu's defense of the Takeda family, it was like a weak woman resisting the attack of robbers with a *****. As long as the Takeda family wants, it can be exposed at any time. Now the Takeda family's 20,000 troops have all gone to Ueno, and Tokugawa is at the safest time.

At the same time, after the New Year of Ishiyama Honanji Castle, time turned to February 1566. For the Honanji family, the spring famine that was most unforgettable for nine years of internal and external troubles was the most unforgettable. The internal trouble was the shortage of military rations. The external troubles were naturally the devil king Oda family and his subordinates who siegeed the military rations of Ishiyama Honanji Castle.

Since the city further reduced the distribution of rations, civilians only had one bowl of porridge a day. Compared with these suffering civilians, monks' lives were twice as good as those of these miserable civilians, and only two bowls of rice porridge a day in the morning and evening.

Monk Bingyi secretly put something in his mouth when people were not paying attention and started chewing it quietly. Monk Bingjia smelled the fragrance and walked over, 'What should I eat, divide it into a little bit.'

‘Silently. Don’t make a statement.’ Monk Bingyi took out a bag of things and found a corner, and the two began to share the food.

The monk soldier asked in a low voice, "Where did the meat come from?"

When Monk Bingyi saw that there was no one around, he said, "The widow I hooked up with last month."

‘Oh, I have an impression that I was still tender when I entered the city.’ The monk soldier was drooling all over the ground, ‘Are they all here?’

Monk Bingyi nodded, "The rest is all here. Her daughter and I have been eating for more than half a month."

‘Are you very strong? Mother and daughter take it all. Hahaha.’

‘Eat quickly, don’t let people see it.’

And this is just the tip of the iceberg of Ishiyama Honanji Castle.

He has always been the sect master, Honenji Xianru was teaching Buddhist scriptures to a concubine whom he no longer likes. 'By the way, the Buddha raised two eagles, and another year of disaster, and the particles were not harvested. The Buddha's eagle was about to starve to death. At this time, an eagle told the Buddha, if you don't give us something to eat, you will not have the strength to fly out to find food. We will starve to death, and you will starve to death. So we will eat you. My master. The Buddha said, I have a way to take a knife and kill the other eagle to share the eagle that wants to eat the Buddha. In the end, the Buddha and an eagle survived. This is the story of cutting flesh and feeding the eagle.'

I just don’t know if Honwan Temple Xianru was not well-telling, or if the teachings were passed down here, Ah Hua, the concubine of Honwan Temple, did not have the idea of ​​cutting flesh and feeding the Buddha after hearing such a touching story. This made Honwan Temple Xianru very helpless. Fortunately, the Master of the Dharma changed his plan and came up with another plan, "Ah Hua, you haven’t taken a bath today. I’ll order someone to boil water for you. I’ll serve the Buddha in a while, and it’s clean." Ah Hua nodded and agreed.

The bathtub prepared by Honanji Temple today is a little larger and higher, and is made of copper. If you observe carefully, you will find that this bathtub is a bell from Honanji and is mounted on a soil pit. Under the soil pit, there are doors and windows that have been removed from the house.

‘Ah Hua, the water may be a little cold at the beginning. Let’s drink a glass of sake to warm up your body.’ As Hongan Temple Masaru picked up the bottle that had added ingredients in advance, poured a glass of sake and handed it to Ah Hua.

‘Thank you for the grace of the Dharma Lord.’ Wine is the essence of food. Now the food in the city is close, let alone wine. In addition to the cellar of the Dharma Lord Honwan Temple, there is also some inventory. Ten taels of gold cannot be exchanged for such a tael of wine on the black market in the city. Now the price of gold has plummeted. One tael of gold can only be exchanged for one tael of meat at most. Why is the food scarce but the meat is sufficient? In line with the words of a certain emperor of the Jin Dynasty, ‘Since there is no food, then eat meat porridge.’ However, the Honwan Temple family never admits that they have done things that people eat people, and doing too much means admitting that Buddha eats people. Believers of the believers of the sect have always regarded themselves as Buddhas. Since tigers and wolves can eat people, Buddhas can also eat people.

After drinking the sake of the Dharma Master, Ah Hua, the concubine of the Dharma Master, drank the added sake, immediately got drunk. He was personally removed from his clothes and helped him into the "new style" bathtub. Ah Hua got into the water and said in a daze, "Master Master, I'm so cold."

Honanji Xianru quickly added two pieces of firewood and blew it hard with a fire drum. 'The water will be hot in a while. Wait a minute. Ah Hua.' The firewood was burning and the fire became more and more prosperous. Honanji Xianru immediately took a tray and placed various exquisite enamel bottles. The Master personally opened the enamel bottles one by one and poured them into the bathtub.'

The water in the bathtub became hot a little bit. Ah Hua's eyes were blurred and she moaned, "Master Master, I'm thirsty."

‘Give you this, drink it.’ Honunji Xianru, who was waiting for the fire, had already prepared a bottle of soy sauce and handed it to his concubine Ah Hua. Ah Hua drank it in a daze, and the more he drank, the more thirsty he became, but he didn’t know it. Honunji Xianru saw the bottles of soy sauce being drunk but didn’t feel distressed, but was secretly happy in his heart, ‘If you drink this way, even if you have any internal organs, you won’t waste at all.’ The ribs in his hand flew up and down, and sliced ​​the radish into the boiling bathtub, waiting for the water to boil, ‘This is the only way for the Buddha to taste the delicious food. Hehehehehehehehehe.’

Ishikawa Wuyoumon gave another routine report at noon today, but there was a little more substantive content in the content. ‘Yesterday, a Shinin sent a Shinin to Ishiyama Honanji Castle to inquire about the news, and the latest information was found. Now the rationing system of Ishiyama Honanji Castle has been in name only, and the prices of grain on the black market in the city have been rising again and again. It has reached the point of one or five-meter gold. The Honanji family has a real power, and the monks have taken out the military rations stored in the cellar of the Honanji Temple to sell. Some greedy monks also killed their wives, children, and parents, and brought the meat to the black market in the city to sell.’

‘Really?’ I was eating, looking at the rice ball in my hand and thinking about how much it can be sold for this rice ball. Finally, I came to the conclusion that the actual price of a rice ball in the city will not be less than the usual amount. I really got rich. You should know that although the price of grain in Kinki Spring this year is not expensive, a stone of rice does not exceed 10 guan. How much is that stone of rice? It’s a thousand yuan, which is equivalent to a stone of rice that can be exchanged for one thousand taels of gold. What’s more money than this? It’s a pity to sell grain to the city. It’s a blatant act of capital and enemy. I can’t do it. I’m reluctant to close my eyes, ‘What a pity. It’s a pity. There is more than a hundred times the profit in it.’ Although it is said that as long as the capitalists have 300% profit, they dare to trample on all laws in the world, even if they are at the risk of being hanged. I’m not afraid of hanging. Because I made a mistake, I will never be hanged, at most it would be a septum.

‘Actually…’ Ishikawa Gouemon wanted to speak but stopped, and finally whispered, ‘Actually, the Shinin who entered the city found someone selling food to the Honanji family.’

‘Well? Who is so bold?’ I didn’t expect that there is someone who looks more like a capitalist than me in Japan, so I should get close to you.

‘The Araki family’s footsteps.’
Chapter completed!