Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 707: Izumi Shikibu
"...Huh?"
The innkeeper jumped a step back and opened his eyes. Because he was covered with **** samurai, his hands suddenly moved, his whole body trembled, and the throat made intermittent breathing.
"Ah..." The innkeeper had just determined that the samurai was dead and resurrected in the face of death. The innkeeper who was not afraid of swallowing his saliva, then backed up a few steps, a panic surged from the bottom of his heart, even with a voice. I can't send it out anymore, I can only stare at my eyes and be at a loss.
"He is not dead, there is still a little bit of life, there is still a little bit of anger in the body..." Pei Ziyun only glanced at and knew what the innkeeper was thinking, and said: "I hope I can get back to the light, I can say something. Come on!"
The vitality of this person has disappeared, and it is obvious that it is no longer saved. If this is the case, I don't care about living a few more minutes. Just now, all the remaining vitality of this body has exploded.
Sure enough, Yamazaki Ichiro slowly opened his eyes, his lips were chapped and dark, he could see the person in front of him clearly, a trace of anxiety appeared on his face, desperately trying to squeeze a word, which made his breath sound like a broken flute. , Can make full strength, and finally only said two words: "... husband, person..."
After finishing speaking, his head crooked and his breath was gone.
"This, this Lord Samurai now..." The innkeeper came trembling at this time, looking at the person who was slowly put on the ground by Pei Ziyun in horror, and swallowed again.
Pei Ziyun said in a deep voice: "Now it's really dead, let's follow the rules!"
The innkeeper looked bitter. If the inn died together, he could still make a small fortune. Now he naturally has to compensate. As for solving the youth in front of him, he didn't even think about it—he It's a shopkeeper, not a robber.
Pei Ziyun was not in the mood to comfort him, looked around, and suddenly his eyes fell not far from Yamazaki Ichiro's corpse.
At this time, the sky was just about to light up outside, and only one lantern was lit at the door, dim and dim.
In this case, the glittering things seem a bit dazzling.
Pei Ziyun walked around the corpse, walked a few steps, bent over, and picked up the thing.
I carefully identified it in the palm of my hand, and found that it was a delicately made silver jewelry, which was heavy and expensive.
Even if ordinary people can afford silver jewelry of this weight, please don't move the master who can have this craft. Women who can afford this kind of silver jewelry must be nobles.
"This kind of hotel is very ordinary, even there are few ordinary women. Most of them are lower-level warriors. How come there are noble women here?"
"Could it be that it was Mrs. Shikibe that Yamazaki met?"
Pei Ziyun frowned slightly. Although Izumi Shibu is a famous romantic woman, her objects are all powerful and princes. How can she spend the night with a lower-level samurai in such a place even if she is looking for someone in the spring breeze?
Not to mention the strangeness of Yamazaki Ichiro's death, which may be related to the "madam" he said.
Although the identity of Pei Ziyun’s "Young Master Yamada" is fictitious, he did not intend to abandon this identity immediately. The power in the dark has not yet revealed its purpose, and the girl has not been found. Pei Ziyun intends to follow his current identity. Come and act.
With silver jewelry in his hands, he closed his eyes and meditated. For a moment, his face changed.
"No, I have come here, and there is a huge force interfering and suppressing me!"
"This is the same as the maiden incident. She should be in Pingjing, but she has the power to isolate my perception. This is the power of God."
"Huh, deceiving people too much." It's not that Pei Ziyun doesn't have a big killer. The power of summoning two worlds is enough to tear this suppression.
"Finally, find the girl first, and then it won't be too late to lift the table."
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun walked to the innkeeper, and the other party was relieved at this time.
After all, the other party has been here for a long time, and this is not the first time such a dead person has happened. Although the corpse was a little frightened just now, it wouldn't be a matter of just picking it up.
"Boss, this person is my subordinate. Once the person is dead, he must be resettled. Don't worry, you will not be asked to pay all of the money. I will give you some money. You will buy a coffin first."
Speaking, Pei Ziyun took out a silver sentence and threw it to the opponent.
The silver ingot is an oblong pie-shaped silver ingot cast in Japan, which is a standard one or two.
The money is not his own anyway, it belongs to "Young Master Yamada." Pei Ziyun is too lazy to be truthful about such details. Things that can be solved with money are nothing.
"Yes, my lord, I'll do it right now!" I took a look outside and found that the sky was already dark, and the boss accepted the silver sentence, replied, and greeted the buddy to handle it.
Although the death of a person in the shop is not a trivial matter, it is just a low-level samurai. The opponent's owner spoke up, not as if he was going to be held accountable, and paid for it. This result is considered good.
The boss was afraid that Pei Ziyun would blame him. Although he was still a little afraid of the weather outside, he still bit his head and went out to buy a coffin and asked the monk to recite the scriptures.
Japanese shrines are precious and clean, and generally do not participate in funerals, so a monk must be invited to the funeral.
Pei Ziyun took a look, let out her senses, and tried to search for the whereabouts of the yaozi.
Same as before, still in vain.
In the quiet courtyard, there is only oneself and a dead body. It is a waste of time to continue to stay. Pei Ziyun simply got up and stepped out.
On the street outside the hotel, there were sparse pedestrians at this time. Compared with the situation last night, it was obviously a lot more popular.
"Even though Yamazaki is dead, the Orange Mansion still needs to inquire about it. Maybe there is news of the Tangerine in the Orange Mansion." After catching a person and asking, the defendant told him that the Orange Mansion needs to go one step further.
Pei Ziyun went immediately. Unexpectedly, the time to arrive at the mansion was much shorter than expected.
The hotel I stayed at last night is only a short distance from Orange Mansion!
Looking at the name of this mansion is indeed Orange Mansion, this mansion is not small, it is by no means an ordinary family can live in.
"Has the size of a town."
Ting was a plot unit in the Tang Dynasty. It was followed by Japan. The city-building system of Ping An Jing and the rules for official distribution of homes were all imitated from Chang'an and Luoyang.
The official rank is higher than the third grade, the rationed land is Ichimachi (21 mu), the Higashi Sanjoden of the successive residences of the Fujiwara clan who ruled for 100 years, and the Fujiwara Michicho residence are both Nimachi (43 acres)
Four to five places are 0.5 towns (10 mu), six to seven places are 0.25 towns (5 mu), eight to nine places are 0.125 towns (2.5 mu), and no place is about 1.25 mu, due to age, seniority, merit, etc. Relationship, the same position may not be the same.
The specifications are broadly correct.
The size in front of him is exactly the size of Tachibana Tachibana’s residence in Beijing.
"Is it true that Izumi Shikibu really dives at night?"
"Or something happened to Izumi Shibu, not the original person?"
"No!"
Pei Ziyun's eyes fell on the open space beside the door, frowning.
An ox cart was parked there, and the ox pulling the cart slowly flicked its tail, very leisurely.
In the Heian period, apart from the emperor, the nobles mainly used ox carts to travel. Although there are also carriages in the Orange Mansion, if it is a cart from the Orange Mansion, it should not be parked here. There will be bullock carts parked here, indicating that there are passengers. in.
But now the genius is Meng Liang. According to the boss, in Ping An Beijing, no one dared to wander outside in the middle of the night. This bullock cart must have been parked here before last night.
"Moreover, this is a half car." Generally used by the emperor, prince, sheguan, and ministers, what kind of distinguished guests will stay overnight in the Orange Mansion?
The answer is self-evident.
"It seems that the task that Tachibana Michizada gave to the original young master of the Yamada family has been completed."
"Izumi Shibube is now engaged with Prince Weizun."
Pei Ziyun smiled and knocked on the door.
Orange Mansion
Because the host is not there, although there is management, there is actually a sense of barrenness. If nothing else, there is dust in the corridor, but all of this is not in your eyes. Under the service of the maid, the well-dressed Izumi-style club has been worn. Reluctant to say goodbye to the respected prince.
Clearly married as a married woman, Izumi Shibu carries a trace of girlish innocence on her body. There is a weak and lingering attitude in her demeanor. The vine branches and leaves are still soft and fresh.
Especially in the spring breeze, her expression was gentle, and there was joy between her eyebrows and eyes. Looking at the Prince, she felt a strange pride in her heart.
So he was very affectionate for this lover and had to leave.
"I heard that His Royal Highness has been announced by the prince again to be promoted to the second rank, is this true?"
"If it is true, I shall congratulate Your Highness."
"It's true, I've already suffered it." Prince Weizun glanced, his white face was expressionless, and was not pleased. He was silent for a moment, sighed and said: "There are no children. How is it?"
The princes and princes of Japan are divided into one, two, three and four ranks.
Besides the early confusion, the courtiers will not use positions in the future.
The second grade prince has a salary of 1500 shi, and the courtier is only 950 shi.
It’s just for the prince’s elder brother. Although the nine daughters of Natowara Yiyin were recommended by his elder brother, they did not give birth to each other and had to adopt his son Fujiwara Yoshitsune (the real father Fujiwara Yusuke), which naturally made him feel depressed.
The Fujiwara family is already too powerful.
Izumi Shibubu opened his eyes in surprise: "Please don't say that. This is a happy event after all. If it is not in the morning, you must have a few drinks and dance to the fun."
Smart woman.
Prince Wei Zun was a little sad, and shook her hand: "Don't worry, it's okay, I have agreed to the conditions, and she will not disturb us, let alone hurt you."
"After all, I am still the prince, and I am bleeding from Amaterasu."
"My heart, because of my love for you, is burning like a fire, but the sky will be bright soon. I don't want others to see me leaving from you, and I don't want to invite people to talk about it, so that we can go on for a long time. , I can only leave early, I hope you understand."
"His Royal Highness, I can understand what you said~IndoMTL.com~ It’s just that I can’t watch the sun rise with you, which makes me feel a bit regretful. Pleasant things."
Izumi Shikibu, who was originally embarrassed, seemed to think of standing in front of the porch to enjoy the snow scene last night. He couldn't help but smile, and he also laughed for the prince.
"Yes, it is really wonderful to be able to watch the snow scene with you."
The two of them fought each other and spent a while, and then Lieutenant You, who came to the Orange Mansion with him, came to remind him that he had to express regret for the prince and stepped out.
At this moment, a maid hurried in from the outside and saluted the Prince and Izumi Shibu, and said, "Your Royal Highness, Madam, there is a samurai who holds a token of Ms. Tachibana, please see me!"
Tachibana Dozhen?
As soon as these three words came out, thunder blasted in my ears.
Izumi Shibu, who was still feeling nostalgic just now, turned pale at this moment. She asked for help and looked at the Prince, her eyes filled with panic.
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