Chapter 117 The First Beautiful Boy in Japan

"Heart ache, why is this guy here to join in the fun?" Zhao Xing obviously knew what Yuan Yeping did. He frowned and asked again: "Who is the one who sent the letter? Is Lord Park In-kwang?"

"It was him. Lord Park followed the Korean envoy, Lord Jin, to pay tribute and brought letters to Xingge. They were walking slowly on the road, and they were probably coming in early March," Jiao Chu replied.

Who is Yuanyeping?

In Japan, no one knows that Genyehei can, but he must know that his grandfather Gen Yingming, because the name "Gen Yingming" is like "Longyangjun" in Japan. In Japan, saying that a man is "wise" is like saying that a woman "Kocho"... (Of course, saying that an official is "wise" does not mean that an official is very glamorous - I occasionally oppose Lenovo.)

The homosexual trend in Japan was learned from China, but it was learned later than the time of Longyangjun. In the Heian era, the Tantric master Kukai (774-835), who entered the Tang Dynasty to seek Dharma, introduced the popular male sex style of the Tang Dynasty to Japan, so the "male style" in Japan is also called "Tang style". The most famous homosexual in Japan is Yuan Yingming, because this guy is a poet, talented and famous poet, so he is famous.

"Yuan Yingming" and the poet monk "Juzhi" are a pair of "lovers". The love poems of these two people are so numb, but they are really well written.

The poem given to Yuanming in the list is: "When the pine and osmanthus meet you in the evening, who says that swans and swallows are different? I feel that the white apples in the pond are in tears, and the green bamboo texts in the box are dyed. The leopard changes to hide the fog in the southern ridge, and the rocs fall into the sky and the clouds in the northern sea. I will chant the cypress and the leaves of the wilderness for you, so that you can not let the romantic and civilized guests hear it."

Yuan Yingming gave the poem to the jujube in the list: "I regret that I have not met you for many years, and once the hills are gathered together. My soulmates are like the old ones, and friends will never have to rely on their own words. Friends will only use fresh water when they are in harmony with glue and paint, and the beautiful words of Qiong Yao will stop the green clouds. We want to make plans for forests and springs, and the noise of dust and nets is not enough to hear it."

The elegant singing and rewards of "Juanyuan" and "Yuan Yingming" made Buddhist monks and noble samurai fall in love with them. The homosexual trend spread rapidly among them and expanded into civil society, forming Japan's unique concept of "beautiful boys" and has been passed down for more than a thousand years. To this day, various concert groups composed of "beautiful boys" are still popular in Japan, and every performance must showcase their handsome bodies.

Zhao Xing talked about "Yuan Yeping" by chance - that was three years ago in Goryeo. When people talked about the legendary grandson of "Longyang" at the banquet, Zhao Xing retorted: "Everyone said that Yuan Yingming is a good male style, how could he give birth to a descendant? Could it be that he is the legendary 'two-way plug', and both men and women love it?"

Japanese people don’t care about blood ties, such as their custom of “subscription”. This Yuanyeping may be an adopted seed. So, if Zhao Xing only said this, it would not be an attack on the peerless handsome man, but Zhao Xing talked about his views on male sex again, claiming: “I originally thought that Kanto samurai were all heroic men, but it turned out that there was such a 'good man' who tweeted'... Kanto can also produce 'super male', which is really beyond my surprise?”

Saying this is equivalent to insulting all Kanto samurai.

The speed of information dissemination in ancient times was generally calculated by several centimeters per year. This passage was spread to Japan for three years and was recently exposed. So the Kanto Warriors became angry, hoping that Genyeping could wash away the insult, which led to Genyeping's crossing the sea this time.

He is here to fight desperately!

In fact, from the perspective of modern people, the existence of Genhi-ming and Genyeping may be the "public relations personnel" specially selected by the Genji leader, who are specifically responsible for dealing with ministers who like male style, and bridging for Kanto samurai and communicating relationships - so this person must be scolded, beaten, and even kill. If he offended him, he offended all the "comrades" in Japan who love "Tangfeng".

This is exactly the reason why Zhao Xing’s headache is.

Zhao Xing said slowly and asked Jiao Chu casually: "Your accommodation problem..."

Jiao Chu quickly replied: "I'll listen to Brother Xing!"

"You can stay in my mansion, and you can help Ma Mengde when you look back."

"Look at what you said, I can do whatever I can do..." Jiao Tu was modest.

Cheng Shuang took Jiao Thu to the placement. Zhao Xing carried his hands behind his back and walked towards the backyard. Cheng Azhu followed two steps. Zhao Xing stopped in the middle and asked with concern: "Are your things ready? Take Yi Yi, you two go out to the street to go shopping, buy some jewelry, dress and decorations at home in Hangzhou. Our boat will go back immediately, buy more, and let them take them back."

Cheng Azhu raised her head, observed Zhao Xing's expression, and asked carefully: "Official, are you okay?"

Zhao Xing wiped his face, changed into a smile, and replied in high spirits: "It's okay, go with Yi Yi, I want to talk to Chen Jichang about men."

Cheng Azhu misunderstood and blushed. She quickly turned her pace and ran towards Chen Yiyi's room.

In the backyard, Chen Qing was riding a horse with his son. The father and son were chatting without a word while walking. Chen Qing had already planned to say goodbye and go home recently. Recently, as long as his son is fine, he will hurry up and communicate and contact each other.

In addition to Chen Buqun, other students of Zhao Xing also equipped copper lamps in the yard. Because the Bu Qing incident was perfectly concluded, the students lost their search work. Therefore, some students followed Ma Meng to become familiar with the business community in the capital, while other idle students gathered together to do handicraft classes. Zhao Xing also occasionally came to teach them some mechanical principles, and the master and apprentice passed the time behind closed doors like this.

Last night, the yard was filled with lights, and the singers sang "When will the bright moon come?", so this kind of copper horse lantern was named "Bright Moon Night". According to convention, these copper horse lanterns will be divided into several styles, and students or parents of students came forward to operate, so the students did it very seriously. While doing it, they discussed the classification of horse lanterns, such as under the eaves, desk lamps, carriage lamps, step lamps... etc. Without Zhao Xing's instructions, they had assigned production and distribution matters.

Chen Qing felt that this was all the Cheng family industry, and his son would not be scrambled to eat with others, so he forced his child to ride a horse with him. It was noon, and the spring was just right, and the father and son were slid on the lake. While riding, Chen Qing told Chen Buqun about the riding posture he had just learned from Zhao Xing.

The Japanese girl was no longer by the lake. In such weather, the lake water was cold and only the Japanese girl was used to washing clothes with this kind of ice water. After the Japanese girl finished her work, the servants also sorted out the pond and left, and there was no one by the lake, which seemed quiet.

Zhao Xing slowly walked to the lake and waved to Chen Qing. Chen Qing turned over and got off the horse and led the horse to him. The two gave each other a flat greeting. Zhao Xing asked, "Brother Ji Chang, do you know the Tang-style beheading ceremony?"

"Beheading...ritual? Why is beheading a kind of etiquette? I have never heard of it. Maybe when your teacher comes back, you will know it when you ask him." Chen Qing thought Zhao Xing didn't know either, so he asked him for the answer, so he answered this.

"I know, I know this Tang-style beheading ceremony. Legend has it that this is a ritual of apologizing, either for sacrifice (to save the lives of subordinates or colleagues with their own sacrificial death, like the "sacrifice" offered during sacrifice); or for "death advice (to persuade the Lord to advise the Lord)"; or for "reputation (to save one's face)"; or for "martyrs (to set out on the way of death before the Lord)"; or for "pursuing righteousness (to fulfill the moral principles of the people)"; or for "no questioning (to drink tears of regret and avoid others' accusations)"; or for "reporting blame (to take responsibility for one's own fault)"...

The Japanese also believed that it was not entirely a Tang ritual, but a Han ritual, which was introduced to Japan with immigrants during the war in the Three Kingdoms. In the Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains were rarely used. However, the Japanese called it "Tang ritual" because there was still such record of death in the history of the Tang Dynasty...

Brother Ji Chang, I need you to help you learn this Tang ritual, because I am about to have a battle with the Japanese, and I want to ask you as the ritual supervisor, because after this battle, there will be one person "no question" - hey, I can't find anyone else, this kind of etiquette is more bloody, and others don't have this courage, only you, Chen Daxia."

Chen Qing looked up and down at Zhao Xing, and asked hesitantly: "Such bloody etiquette is actually a Chinese etiquette, I have heard of it."

"There are records in the history of Han and Tang dynasties. I forgot the specific records there. What Chen Daxia needs to do is: kneel on his knees and perform the ritual process of the ritual. If he does not have the courage to complete the ritual, the ritual supervisor will take out the knife when he leans forward and cut off his head and neck from behind.

This knife cannot completely cut off the other party's head, because the neck is cut off and it is very troublesome to roll all over the ground, so you have to leave some flesh and blood, which involves the neck skin..."

Chen Qing said meaningfully: "This requires a very sharp knife...but this is the executioner's skill. You should go to the Ministry of Justice to find an executioner for an age-old one, not me."

"I will give you a sharp knife, which can cut off the bodies of two people in the waist without rolling the blade... I just said that this is a kind of etiquette. The person holding the knife is called 'Shiko'. The opponent's Zhiko is a major general in Japan. How can the executioner be used to be such an occasion? So I have to find someone with the same identity - only Chen Daxia."

Chen Qing took a deep breath of air conditioning. Now he understood that this was a life-and-death bet against the fight that would be dead. He looked at Zhao Xing's expression carefully and smiled: "I wanted to ask if it's important, but I won't ask anymore... If you are not sure about victory, you will not have a hint of excitement in your expression when talking about this battle... I can see that, don't hide it from me, you are just a bloodthirsty person!"

Chen Qing turned around and looked at his son standing behind him, and continued, "Buqun has told me: You have fought in the West this time, and after more than ten fights, no prisoners left in every battle. I was still thinking, why would Zhao Liren, who usually looks gentle, fight like this and be desperate... I thought it was Buqun who was making up stories, and it turned out that everything was true."

After a pause, Chen Qing said, "Okay, tell me, what should I do?"

"Practice - I guess there is still half a month left. During this period, Chen Daxia will practice how to chop people's neck. I will teach you the remaining etiquette and action steps."

Chen Qing smiled: "Practice... where can I find so many necks for me to cut?"

"Use wet straw mats! Specifically: it is to soak the straw mats in water, roll them together densely, then tie them tightly with a silk rope, and stand on the ground. Practice the ability to cut the wet straw mat with one knife. It is said that after the Japanese have tested it, the power of being able to cut off the wet straw bales with one knife is equivalent to cutting off the human body with one knife..."

Chen Qing listened to Zhao Xing's detailed explanation, he raised his eyes and observed Zhao Xing's expression again, and asked carefully: "Is it really okay? What is the weight of that Japanese man? Do you want someone to test it?"

"It's better not to try it," Zhao Xing shook his head and refused.

No one can surpass Yuan Yingming's talent. Yuan Yehei failed to inherit Yuan Yingming's talent, but inherited his sword skills. This "comrade" has a poor level of poetry, but is one of the best "Tang swordsman" in Kanto, so he is deeply favored by "gay men" and becomes the number one romantic boy in Japan - modern times, he is called "the first beautiful boy" or "the first super man".

Zhao Xing's back seemed very confident. Chen Qing looked at it for a while and turned around to remind his son: "Don't disclose it to the female family in advance today... Look, don't just learn knowledge from the teacher, but also learn the strength of the teacher. Only with literature and martial arts will you not suffer any loss at all..."

Zhao Xing had already walked back to his yard. At this time, there was no sound from others in the yard. Cheng Azhu and Chen Yiyi went out shopping. Several Japanese girls were busy sewing clothes in the house. Hu Ji's yard sounded music, and they were practicing singing and dancing desperately.

He walked around and took out a wooden box from the house, which contained dozens of thick and thin wooden sticks.

This is a box for Ma Yi's red sandalwood. In order to keep out the water, Zhao Xing asked Ma Yi to supply 200 wooden sticks that can be used as bows, plus 500 wooden boards every year. The so-called "wooden sticks that can be used as bows" are branches of red sandalwood. The boards should be thicker and several trees need to be cut down. The growth of red sandalwood is relatively slow, and this quantity is just right, so that the demand for bows and arrows can be met, and the price of wooden bows can be controlled due to scarcity.

The box was covered with wooden sticks that Zhao Xing had picked in advance. He pulled out two of them, one thicker and longer, about two meters; the other was fine, only about one meter six or seven. Zhao Xing twisted the two sticks onto the bowstrings, pulled the thin bow first, felt that the bow strength was weak, so he picked up the thick bow, pulled it a little, and nodded with satisfaction.

Two bows, the small bow is about one meter or two high after the string is applied, and the large bow is 1 meter and six. Civilians dare not store too many bows in their homes. After Zhao Xing assembled the two bows, he covered the wooden box and collected it again.

He planned to use these two bows by himself, and the small bow was intended to give them to the guests; the extreme difference between the two was hinting at the power gap between the two sides. Zhao Xing planned to make the other party psychologically surrender first.

After practicing with the bow for a few times, Zhao Xing began to select arrow shafts, choose straight wooden poles, sharp arrows, and perfect arrow feathers, and assembled a hundred of the best arrows. Zhao Xing raised the bow and prepared to go to the backyard to practice. When he was about to go out, he saw Qin Guan swaying towards him. There were three people following him, two of them, one was Li Gonglin and the other was Mi Fu, behind them was a military man dressed as a military officer.

Mi Fu was always crazy. He shook his hands and thought to Zhao Xing before he even entered the door, "Li Ren, I'm here to get the ink. The four-color ink you promised me should arrive-I heard that your clutch has been docked into the Xiangguo Temple wharf, and a hundred boxes of things were transported into the house. Guangsu Dun's toys were loaded with several carriages. I also heard that Ma Meng had to sell four-color silk everywhere, so the pigments should also be shipped?"

Zhao Xing laughed, he put away his bow and scolded him bluntly: "Du, Mr. Mi, who would walk all over the street with dyed cloth pigments? My ship was transporting goods. After the goods were sold out, the Clippers would return to Hangzhou again before they could bring new pigments."

When the military officer saw Zhao Xing's movement, he stared at the bow on Zhao Xing's hand, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "What a bow, what a beautiful bow, such a big bow... It's also a good way to drive this, let me try the bow?"

Li Gonglin, holding a stack of drawing paper, quickly turned sideways to Zhao Xing: "This is the subordinate of the commander-in-chief of the Palace, Lord Zhang Yong, the commander-in-chief of the Palace."

Mi Fu interrupted and added: "Lie people hide, but they live a good life every day - I have heard that you brothers hide and have a big meal. Good guys, I ate more than a hundred dishes in one meal, and the city of Bianliang was sensational - I don't call me, I don't know what happened... Also, Shaoyou rode a BMW a thousand miles apart the day before yesterday. After hearing this, Brother Bo Shi (Li Gonglin) specially brought Lord Zhang to appreciate the horses."

Li Gonglin bowed and said, "Shame, I drew a picture of "Five Horses" last year, and I chose the horses from the Imperial Horse Supervisor. People say that the horses came to Khitan Gong to fight the horses, but I heard that those horses were three points inferior to the Liren's horses, so I specially brought Commander Zhang to appreciate them. It was really so strong. I haven't seen the horses that Shao Ran rode. Come and take a look?"

The status of the warrior in the Song Dynasty was relatively low. Although Zhang Yong was a royal confidant, Zhao Xing did not speak. He did not dare to snatch the bow. He just stood there and looked at Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing was considering how to answer. Seeing his appearance, he handed the bow to him.

He pulled the bow, but didn't pull it open, and immediately smacked his tongue: "What a hard bow, I'm afraid there will be three stones. Is this bow so good that Zhao Digong can pull it?"

Zhao Xing nodded with a smile and wanted to continue to tear it down. Li Gonglin was excited to pull out the manuscript he brought - Wumatu! This is the manuscript of Wumatu.

When Zhao Xing saw it, his eyes couldn't move away, and his body was trembling - Five Horse Pictures! A famous masterpiece worth hundreds of millions of dollars. After World War II, the painting was originally missing, but the copy was circulated. People all over the world had never seen its original work, but they all believed that "Five Horse Pictures" was not destroyed by the war, but was just hidden by someone... Unexpectedly, I, Zhao Xing, saw the real book today.

It is in front of me, and this peerless masterpiece worth hundreds of millions of dollars is slowly unfolding in front of me-

The phoenix head, the brocade-armed head, the red head, the white shining of the night, the Manchuanhua, the five Xi officials who led the horses were dressed in the Western Regions, and the latter two were Han people. The first four horses had the inscriptions by Huang Tingjian, but the fifth horse, the Manchuanhua, had no handwriting next to the fifth horse, Manchuanhua. Later generations once suspected that this horse was a fake product added by the collector, but today, Zhao Xing can confirm that Manchuanhua is here, it is on the painting.

"So majestic..." Zhao Xing tasted for a while, took a deep breath, and finally shouted the last two words: "...Donkey!"

Everyone was absolutely overwhelmed.
Chapter completed!