Chapter 167 Mr. Fujiwara Yoshiaki’s thousand-layer routine

Author: Hong Yeye

Chapter 167 Mr. Fujiwara Yoshiaki’s thousand-layer routine

After an unknown amount of time, the absolutely airtight room was opened, and Akino Saionji could finally see the light.

It's just that if he hasn't been exposed to light for a long time, and the light suddenly comes in, it will irritate his eyes.

After my vision was slightly blurred for a while, it quickly returned to normal.

Xiionji Akino lay on his side on the ground, looking at the figure outside the door.

"Untie him, and then take him out to bathe and eat." After saying these words, Fujiwara Yoshiaki left first.

The follow-up was quick, and someone came in to help me untie myself. They were respectful throughout the process, as if they were afraid of offending me.

Saionji Akino already roughly knew Fujiwara Yoshiaki's intentions at this time, and had a clear idea in his mind about how to face him next.

——

After bathing, eating, and applying some ointment on his wrists and ankles, Saionji Akino returned to the teahouse again.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki saw that Saionji Akino's energy was still there, and even had an extra energy, and he knew that he had achieved what he wanted.

Saionji Akino was tortured like this for a day and a night, leaving him unable to eat, drink, or move, and could only live in absolute silence and darkness.

If it were someone with a weaker mental capacity, he would probably collapse soon.

But he didn't.

Not only did it not happen, the youthful spirit was not affected at all, but actually changed. Fujiwara Yoshiaki had a sense of calculation in his mind and asked him to sit down.

Saionji Akino nodded and expressed his respect for Fujiwara Yoshiaki. This kind of inner quality cannot be deceived. His energy-raising skills are even better than many adults.

He is a man who can bend and stretch.

Then, next is the final step of guidance.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki wanted to mobilize his ambitions.

"How did you feel last night?" he asked.

"Very bad."

"What's so bad?"

"I can't eat, I can't drink, I can't move, I can't see anything, it's just that bad."

"This not only restricts your personal freedom, but even your right to survive is in my hands."

Fujiwara Yoshiaki sneered: "This is the power you refuse."

"..."

"Do you feel resentful?" Fujiwara Yoshiaki observed his expression, and the expectation in his heart became stronger and stronger. He had a very contradictory idea. He wanted to see the limit of the boy's endurance, but also wanted to make the boy obey immediately.

The script in his mind becomes what he wants.

"..." Xiyuanji Akino shook his head: "I don't resent you."

"You mean I'm not cruel enough?" Fujiwara Yoshiaki asked.

"..." Xiionji Akino shook his head and said nothing.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki frowned, "Then tell me, have you changed your mind?" He didn't really want to treat Saionji Akino so viciously, he just wanted to teach him a lesson and make him realize

To feel the taste of power, it is best to have a feeling of blaming yourself, so that he can realize that accepting his own arrangements is the only way to get revenge on himself.

But now...is this kid really not angry, or does he know how to answer to make me angry?

"Nothing has changed. No matter what I say, my thoughts will not change. I just want my mother to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan. But I am not interested in returning to the Fujiwara family. I hope Mr. Fujiwara can forgive me." Nishizono

Tera Akino replied calmly.

At this moment, Fujiwara Yoshiaki was really angered by him.

He stood up suddenly, slammed the table, and threw the teacup towards him.

"Now! Tell me now, do you hate me?!"

"Don't hate."

"...?"

Fujiwara Yoshiaki was stunned, and his mood became extremely complicated. After a moment of silence, he continued: "Those who don't feel resentful are all weaklings. Do you have no temper, or are you acting like me now?"

"Child, don't be too naive. Let me ask you one last time, are you willing?"

Saionji Akino still shook his head.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki stretched out his hand and wanted to slap Saionji Akino, but when his palm was about to fall on his face, he paused when he looked at the young man's clear eyes.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki was in a very conflicted mood at this time. He wanted to make Akino Saionji resent him and have ambitions and thoughts about the position of the Fujiwara family heir. In this way, he would not need to do other things, and he would be able to let him go naturally.

Became part of the Fujiwara family.

However, he also wanted to have a good relationship with Saionji Akino, and he was willing to be humiliated here for the sake of his mother, without telling the boy who resented him. This kind of endurance and filial piety was something he had never experienced in his life.

See.

Although they have only spent more than ten hours together so far, he has seen too many excellent qualities in him.

For such a young man, he wanted to stay, he wanted to stay so much!

Maybe when he is about to die, he will be the only one who can sincerely express condolences to him.

Sadness and many complicated emotions surged into his heart. Fujiwara Yoshiaki retracted his hand and sat next to Saionji Akino.

At this moment, he seemed to be getting older, the wrinkles on his face were obvious, and the light in his cloudy pupils also dissipated a bit, "The melons that are forced are not sweet, I know this, but, kid, do you know

, the current situation of the Fujiwara family is not good, it can even be said to be very bad."

"Is there really no other heir?" Saionji Akino asked.

"There are heirs everywhere, but I can see their daily behavior. A huge chaebol has raised too many dandy children. They are all rich and beautiful, but inside they are corrupt. If those people are allowed to be corrupted by interests,

If someone ascends to this position, the Fujiwara family will definitely fall from the number one spot."

"And with this sign, if there is another internal struggle, the chaebol will only become a fertile field gnawed by pests, and sooner or later it will decline."

"The Fujiwara family... can such a behemoth have such troubles?" Akino Saionji thought of many families that were only three generations rich. The Fujiwara family has been prosperous for so many years, but does the current head of the family still feel that he is in danger?

"Hahahahahahahaha——" Fujiwara Yoshiaki listened to Saionji Akino's innocent words and smiled happily.

This kid finally exposed his weakness. Although he has a good character in all aspects, he is ultimately too short-sighted and does not understand what some people will do for their own benefit.

Now that I am not dead yet, I can still control the monsters and monsters below. If I wait until I die...

After Yoshiaki Fujiwara laughed for a while, he said: "My child, you are still too young, and there are still many things you don't understand."

"Fujiwara family, if I only cared about the surname Fujiwara, then I could have turned a deaf ear to what is going on outside the window and relax as much as I want."

"The Fujiwara family's wealth and surname will definitely last for a long time. I don't need to worry about it."

"However, what carries a family is not wealth and surname, but glory, soul and spirit."

"Glory is easy to understand."

"Everyone who enters the Fujiwara family, even if they are just a maid, a gardener, or a chef, they will definitely feel proud, even proud, of working for the Fujiwara family."

"This is what glory brings."

"After glory, there is the soul. The family heads of all generations believe that as long as you have the surname of our Fujiwara family, you will be born as a member of the Fujiwara family and die as a ghost of the Fujiwara family. This is the belonging of the soul. It is high

In glory, but also born of glory.”

"Last spirit, I think you must be wondering why it is always so quiet here. Everyone can complete their work like a robot and never complain."

"You must also feel that living here is very depressing, and sometimes it is difficult to breathe, right?" Fujiwara Yoshiaki asked with a smile.

Xiionji Akino was a little surprised and nodded.

This was indeed his inner feeling before.

"This is a rule I deliberately set up to temper their spirit, so that they all spontaneously develop a collective consciousness of selfless dedication to the Fujiwara family, and to make them all have the consciousness to die for the Fujiwara family."

"..." After listening to Xiionji Akino, he felt that what he said was quite reasonable.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, Fujiwara Yoshiaki's style of painting changed.

"Glory, soul, spirit, it all sounds similar."

"But if you see through its essence, it is actually a kind of domestication of human beings, which is just a way to control people."

"...So what I just said was all false?"

"Of course not, those are all real. Glory, soul, and spirit are what they can really feel. But for the superiors, we cannot be immersed in the same world as them. You need to understand this."

"We...?" Saionji Akino suddenly woke up. When did he start accepting the teachings of Fujiwara Yoshiaki?

Fujiwara Yoshiaki shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I don't plan to force you now. However, you want your mother to recognize your ancestor and return to the clan. This purpose has not changed, right?"

"Yeah." Saionji Akino felt an inexplicable weird feeling, although things seemed to be developing in a good direction.
To be continued...