The two of them had their eyes intertwined. This was not a communicative look, but a slightly hostile look. They put their hands on their chests and made a "high monk" seat. There were not a few of them. For their own interests, even their best friends could not speak without sufficient conditions. They were not showing anything, but how to survive.

And that Master Shimasato didn't think so, and challenging words burst out one after another. "Your Highness Shingen, at the father's ceremony in two days, I think your performance will be very outstanding, at least surpassing me, a young man."

"No, no, no." Shingen shook his hand in a hurry. "Maybe I, the young, have caused a lot of trouble to Lord Shikang, but as a friend, I feel really regret and helpless as I am..." Before Shingen finished speaking, Shikang jumped up.

"Helpless? Lord Shingen, I have seen those dirty means and despicable thoughts in your heart. Tell me, you called those adults to Odawara, under the banner of giving my father a ceremony, what do you want to explain."

Shingen's expression was quite helpless, "You are really different from your father. In terms of thoughts, your father is always the slowest, but the opinions he always puts forward are incisive." Shingen's implication was that the Lord Masato of the clan was too anxious. The angry Your Highness did not think about these words at all. "Tada Shingen, what else do you have to say now? Don't be too slow to fight or to join forces."

"Your Highness, Master Clan... You really misunderstood me. Shingen was panicked. It was too difficult for such a guy who didn't follow the norms. "Maybe in my early years I left some prejudice for everyone, exiled my father and exiled those retainers...'When the words came out of my mouth, the person began to move slowly, and finally moved his body to the place facing the Yishi. "When my father was exiled in my early years, I was fortunate to have his help from Yishi. Now my father is also preparing to come back, and this is what we should do for Takeda's family."

"Your Highness Yishi?" Shimasato's eyes also turned aside with Shingen's eyes, and the gaze was like his questioning tone.

"Master Shingen, I talked to me about this matter when I first came to visit, but I still can't be sure whether Master Shinto will go to Kakai." I don't know if he offended others or what he could save himself. Everyone's eyes did not think so, and they might believe that the lies in the mouth of the guardian of Ise would be so ridiculous. "It's just that my relationship with the Hojo family has been maintained for twenty years. I remember Lord Shinkashi's care for Shinkashi. I don't have much extravagance for the East Country, but I just hope to bring some temporary peace to everyone." No matter what I said at this time, it was useless. Shingen's invitation and the strange gaze of Shinzo Masa. On Tayyama Yoshi's shoulders, traces of Takeda Ryo were caught on his face.

The quarrel between the two families only revolves around the sacrifices of Shikaya. On the one hand, they mention things that do not conform to the etiquette, and on the other hand, they treat the Hojo family with a fostering attitude. Takeda Shingen's attitude is low and pious. He tries to build himself into a kind territory guardian who is superior to defense and warfare.

After the meeting, everyone left in groups. They went to the wine shops in Odawara and looked for suitable partners in the inn. Such a large gathering is rare for people in the East. After all, in this kind of news-blocking environment, countless laws are established in their own territory, and the direction of communication is only towards the nearby Daming. The Yoshiki family drowned their own direction in the crowd. There are no people who think they can become partners here. The Daming of the East is busy starting negotiations with the nearby guys. Even His Highness Oda Shimasato, the hostile country, joined the discussion group of the Hojo family.

It was really a troublesome thing to look for. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel helpless. I stepped on the hard wooden board and made that gurgling sound to indicate my existence, but I didn't even have a guy who was a partner. I really felt a little panicked.

"Master Yi." A strange voice came from behind, and he turned around in panic, and the young man beside him looked into his eyes.

"It's you."

"It turns out that you are His Highness Yi, the chief minister of Tianshan Central Affairs, which makes me really ashamed. If you didn't look like you, I wouldn't dare to come up and chat with you."

"Am I doing nothing?" Yi Shi pointed herself with her hand and laughed.

The young man showed a sorry for his words, "If you have nothing to do, then let the young man talk with me. I happened to have some questions to ask you."

"This..." Yishi chose to avoid such a guy. It would be better to have more friends, but it also took a lot of risks to negotiate with such friends. "I don't know your name yet."

"Oh. Satake Tosararo, the general of Chang Lu Satake family, is just a boy who inherits his father's business, so he is not worthy of praise." Tongsanro scratched the back of his head and a shy smile appeared.

For the existence of the Saju family, Dongguo is definitely a heretic. This person does not advocate defense like the Hojo family, and he will rush to the first place every time he attacks. However, his surroundings are full of allies. The Aoma family, a wealthy family of the East, is dying for such diplomatic offensives. In recent years, even some news has been rarely heard, just that the adult was planning hard indoors and looking forward to defeating the Saju family.

'A war pro-war faction may be a friend worth dating. In this way, you can get their support, and delay Takeda and Hojo may share the pressure of Kinki.' I thought of this in my mind, and a polite smile appeared on my face. "It turns out that he is a retainer of the Satake family. If I neglect it, it will damage my relationship with the Satake family." The Toshisaburo immediately closed his mouth when he was about to say something. "Yasabaro." An alien and familiar voice came from behind, and an uncle in his forties half bent over and panted heavily. The ribs between his waist were arranged in a row, and his hair became scattered, and the hair rope used to combed also fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" A familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in front of you. The feeling of decline and loneliness in your heart just now disappeared without a trace at this moment. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.qidian., more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!) (To be continued)
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