Zhizhou nagged for a long time before finally "letting go" Isshikihua.

After leaving the utility room with a secret passage together with Isshiki Ka, Naoshu seemed to suddenly remember something, quickly turned his head and said to Isshiki Ka:

"Xiaohua, I almost forgot to tell you."

"Tonight evening, I am going to attend a 'talk' with your father. Do you want to come with me?"

"'Talk'..." Isshikika frowned slightly, "Will Danjiro participate in tonight's 'Talk'?"

"Well, Lord Danjiro will also participate in tonight's 'talk'."

"Then I won't go." Isshikihua replied without hesitation.

"Xiaohua..." Naoshu looked helpless, "Why do you hate Lord Danjiro so much?"

"I should have told you, grandpa, right? I hate men like Danjiro who want to soak in Yukaku every day." Isshikika's brows furrowed even more tightly at this time.

"Danjiro-sama is indeed a bit lustful, but this is not an intolerable shortcoming. Many important people are lustful."

"Except for the small flaw of being a bit lecherous, Danjiro-sama is an extremely outstanding man in every aspect."

"Although he is just a commoner who doesn't even have a last name, he has a magnanimity that even I can't help but admire..."

Before Zhizhou finished speaking, Isshikihua interrupted Zhizhou's words:

"Okay, grandpa. No matter how outstanding Danjiro-sama is in other aspects, in short, I just hate this kind of frequent traveler."

"You and your father can attend tonight's 'talk'. I won't go."

"Okay..." Zhi Zhou scratched the hair on the back of his head, "If you don't want to participate, then forget it."

"You might as well stay home tonight."

"Since you plan to stay home tonight, let me give you a task."

"Xiaohua, you should concentrate on learning calligraphy from your mother tonight."

"Shu Dao?" Xiaohua frowned again, "Why?"

"There is no special reason, I just want you to be more like a child of the Wu family." Zhi Zhouyi glanced at Sehua with a somewhat dissatisfied look, "You should also know how bad your calligraphy is.

Bar?"

The expression on Isshikihua's face froze with embarrassment.

"As a child of the Wu family, you must at least have the ability to write well." Zhizhou continued, "Otherwise, when you get married, your ugly handwriting will most likely attract the attention of your husband's family.

laugh."

"I was too indulgent towards you before, I have to be stricter with you now."

After hearing Naoshu mention the words "get married", the corners of Isshikika's eyes twitched.

"...Grandpa, you really have never forgotten my marriage."

"Of course, after all, I don't want to watch my granddaughter turn into an old woman that no one wants."

Zhizhou said calmly.

"You should also know, right? There are already many families that I have seen very much, but just because you are 21 years old this year, they just wave their hands and don't want a girl of such an age to be their daughter-in-law."

"...I think it doesn't matter even if I can't get married for the rest of my life." Isshikihua flattened her red lips, "I love swordsmanship. Even if I am alone, as long as I have swordsmanship by my side, I can live a happy life.

happy."

"Hmph!" As soon as Isseyka finished speaking, Naozhou snorted heavily, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Stop saying such stupid things."

After saying that, Zhizhou paused.

After a moment of silence, he continued:

"...I originally wanted to wait a few days before mentioning this to you."

"But I'd better tell you this now."

"Half a month ago, through the introduction of a friend, I found a very good hero, the eldest son of the Nara White Elephant Hall: Arima Soun."

"I have already had contact with this Arima Soun. He is indeed an outstanding hero."

"He has a good family background, good conversational skills, good looks, and the right age. He is exactly 20 years old this year, and his parents don't mind that their son marries a 21-year-old wife."

"I intend for you to meet him in the summer at the latest."

"I think you will like Arima Soun. After all, he is your type. I have seen his swordsmanship with my own eyes."

"He is worthy of being the eldest son of the famous Nara family Hakushokan. His swordsmanship is impeccable and he is definitely outstanding among his peers. Give him another 1 or 2 years and he will probably be able to reach the level of Hakushuden."

Naoshu was chatting there and did not notice Isshiki Hana walking behind him, whose expression showed obvious impatience and boredom from just now.

"Are you going behind my back again to find such a so-called outstanding hero..." Isshikika muttered in a volume that only she could hear clearly.

Naoshu continued to introduce the excellence of this "Arima Soun" to Isshikika.

He didn't know that his words would sound like the hum of a mosquito to Yi Sehua's ears.

The look of impatience and boredom on Isshikihua's face became increasingly intense.

Then... Isshikihua's lips and tongue seemed to suddenly have a consciousness of their own, and started to move on their own:

"...No matter how good he is, can he still be better than Ittousai?"

Just after saying this, Issekika raised her hand to cover her mouth, lowered her eyes, and looked at her lips that had just subconsciously moved in surprise.

Naoshu, who was walking in front of Isshiki Hana, also stopped at this time, turned around, and looked at Isshiki Hana in disbelief.

"...Xiaohua." Zhizhou's face slowly darkened at this time, "I...should have reminded you that I will not let my daughter be someone else's concubine. Let alone Ittosai, even if it is

Neither can the Emperor."

Before Naoshu finished speaking, Isshikihua, who had a complicated look on her face, pursed her lips hard, then turned around and ran towards the stairs not far away without saying a word.

"Xiaohua! Xiaohua!" Naoshu shouted as he chased Isshikika's back.

No matter how he shouted, Isshikihua had no intention of stopping.

Seeing Isshiki Hana's figure disappearing from his eyes as she climbed to the second floor, Naoshu sighed heavily:

"What a worrying child..."

…

…

Osaka, Shinmachi, Nanakaya

Ding~rang~

The current number one artist in Osaka: Hatsumi, is sitting in her practice room with her eyes half closed and playing the piano with both hands.

Suddenly there was a strange noise from the ceiling above Chu Guang's head.

Then, with a soft "click" sound, a panel on the ceiling above Chu Guang's head was moved away, and a black shadow plummeted down from the ceiling, landing steadily in front of Chu Guang.

"...Shibata, what's the matter?" Chu Guang stopped playing the piano with both hands.

The person who suddenly appeared in front of Hatsumi was none other than Hatsumi's bodyguard: Shibata.

"Miss Hatsumi." Shibata put his hand into his arms and fumbled for something, "There are new orders."

After that, Shibata took out a piece of paper folded as wide as two thumbs from his arms and presented it to Hatsumi with both hands.

Chu Guang took the letter and unfolded it, looking at the ten lines at a glance.

There wasn't much written in this letter, and Chu Guang read it all in one go.

After finishing reading, Hatsumi handed the letter paper back to Shibata.

"...Shibata. Burn it. Then go down and get ready. There are important tasks to be carried out tonight."

Hatsumi put aside the shamisen in her arms, and then stretched hard with a tired look on her face.

"Tonight... we will make a formal plan to capture Shura."

"Capture...Shura...?" Shibata, with a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, swallowed hard, "...Miss Hatsumi, I don't understand a bit."

"After Shura conquered Nijo Castle in Kyoto, didn't Toyotomi-sama always want to take him as his own?"

"In order to find Ogata Ittosai, we did not hesitate to mobilize most of the Iga ninja's combat power to search for him."

"Why do you suddenly want to kill Shura now?"

"Who knows." Chu Guang curled his lips, "That guy... is a pervert with a brain problem. It would be strange if you could understand the pervert's thoughts."

"We... can we capture Shura..." Shibata muttered, "That is a monster that can defeat even ten thousand shogunate troops..."

"If you play with swords and knives, it will naturally be extremely difficult to compete with that Shura."

"But that pervert Toyotomi Nobuhide... what he lacks the most is this."

Chu Guang made a shooting motion.

"and this."

Then, use your mouth to make onomatopoeia of a cannon being fired.
To be continued...