The Japanese tea ceremony inherited the method of tea sprouting from the Tang Dynasty. The tea leaves were not brewed but were ground into powder and cooked with water. During the Tang Dynasty, people would crush cardamom, cinnamon, ginger and other seasonings at the same time. The tea at that time was really a strange drink.

At this time, the tea ceremony of Japan certainly gave up the spicy spices. They chose ordinary tea leaves to make tea powder and then stir and fry and then finally made into a bowl of green tea soup.

It is worth mentioning that the term matcha comes from Japanese tea ceremony. In fact, the so-called matcha is the powder of tea, matcha cake, and matcha popsicle, which are all the tastes that Xiao Letian loved in his previous life.

The Japanese tea ceremony is even more disgusting. Everyone only uses one bowl at the tea party. No one takes a sip from top to bottom and passes it down. They have to accept the resistance of the Japanese. They are really not afraid of infectious diseases.

In short, the wild tea party made the anger between the enemy and us gradually faded. With Prince Renhegong's nod, Takamasa Saigo said, "Mr. Okawa, the several conflicts under Osaka Castle have caused unnecessary casualties between the military and civilians. Once again, I suggest both sides calmly restrain themselves and cease fire..."

Okawa Noi nodded and said, "Of course the ceasefire is right, but I think your army will not have conditions."

"Of course there are conditions. The Tokugawa family has controlled Osaka Castle for more than 200 years. This is disrespect to the Emperor. Please withdraw from Osaka Castle and hand over this city to the Emperor's direct management..."

Okanoi's eyes shrank, and he secretly scolded in his heart that this place did not require a city, it was the entire Kansai land. If Osaka loses the Gyeonggi land, it will be gone.

"Whose proposal is this?" Okanoi Zhengqi asked back without answering.

Saigo Takamori would not be fooled by this. No matter who answers, even if he brings out the emperor, the Tokugawa family can still use past examples to refute it.

"Whose proposal is of course the proposal of all Japanese, of course the proposal of all Japanese loyal to the Emperor. The land of Gyeonggi is the Emperor's Gyeonggi, is this wrong?"

Masashi Okano shook his head and sighed, "Wrong, the general's rule was authorized by the Emperor for more than 200 years. The Tokugawa shogunate rule over Japan was legal and reasonable. Now the Emperor has not abolished the general's position. How can you take away the territory authorized by the Emperor to the General?"

"Actually, according to legal principles, even the Edo Castle of the Tokugawa family is the territory of the emperor. The entire Japan is the territory of the emperor. Our Tokugawa family is nothing more than managing the emperor. How can we say who this belongs to?"

"It's great if you want Osaka Castle. Please issue an edict to abolish the general's rights first, and then talk about other things."

Saigo Takamori smiled, "You think that's impossible. Lord Okawa is a famous old junior in the Tokugawa family. You can decide all the affairs of the shogunate. As a wise man, you will not be unable to see the general trend of the world. The shogunate is already old and failure is inevitable..."

"Hahaha..." Okanoi's political quasi-chao laughed wildly, "So what can I do if I fail? Where should Japan go? If the Tokugawa family had not governed Japan for the Emperor, I'm afraid that the past two hundred years would still be the chaotic times of the Warring States Period."

"Now the Western barbarians come from the sea, and Japan is struggling to resist under the offensive of foreigners. At such a critical moment, you do not want to work together to concentrate all of Japan's forces to fight against foreign enemies, but provoke civil war. You are traitors."

"Japan is becoming more and more chaotic and weaker. This is what Westerners are willing to see. We are already behind the world, so how can we resist our own killings."

Old Master Okawa suddenly pointed his hand at Takasugi Shinshu behind Takasugi Shinshu, "Takasugi Shinshu, have you been to the Qing Dynasty? During the two months in Shanghai, you saw with your own eyes what the Chinese civil war looked like. Have you forgotten such a tragic situation? Stand out and tell us..."

Takasugi Shinsaki walked out of the crowd pale face and secretly looked at Takamoto Saigo and finally worshipped him in front of the prince. "In 1862, our Fumiko took the Chitose Maruha to cross the sea to Shanghai in the second year of the Western calendar..."

"Foreign merchant ships are competing in Jin Port, with foreign merchants lined up on the streets of the city, and teams of sailors came down from warships to carry out missions. The Waibaidu Bridge on the Suzhou River is only open to foreigners for free..."

"Yan Li, a Chinese gentry who fled to Shanghai, told me that 'I have been away from the hairy thief since I was old. In March this spring, my house has been burned down, and my books, gold and stone books in my house are empty, and it is difficult to describe it.' Hearing it makes people cry..."

"There was no winner in the civil war in the Qing Dynasty. The only one who benefited was the British. The war would only make the Qing Dynasty weaker and weaker, while the West would become stronger and stronger. One rises and the other falls, and the wealth accumulated by China for thousands of years would disappear and become a waste."

Prince Renhegong sighed, "Pity, why did the civilized country of mainland China reach this point? China is gone, and China is gone."

Okanoi nodded, "You guys, can't you see through it? We kill you to the death, and hurt Japan's vitality forever... I agree with the ceasefire agreement, but I will not lose Osaka Castle."

Saigo Takamaki sighed and shook his head, "I'm sorry, we must... this way, why don't we have a duel between warriors?" After saying that, a messenger rushed down the hill with a flag on his back and rode down the hill.

Soon a hundred Shimazu samurai with armor were coming out of the camp and lined up at the edge of the castle town to stare at the Tianshou Pavilion in the distance with contempt.

Masashi Okano sighed, "Do you have to die of blood in this way?" But after looking at Takamasa Saigo's firm gaze, he could only nod.

Immediately afterwards, the gates of Osaka Castle opened wide, and a hundred Tokugawa samurai holding a sword began to gather in the castle town, and the military formations on both sides began to clamor.

The camp of the army and the tall Osaka Castle were heard, and the roars like beasts were heard, and all the soldiers were cheering for their samurai, "Roar... roar... ha, roar... roar... ha."

When the atmosphere reached the most tense, two hundred warriors suddenly burst into a scream of killing, "Give it to the duck...ah..." Xueliang raised her sword over her head, and both sides rushed together like crazy.

The whole war suddenly became silent, with the sound of weapons intertwined everywhere, the roars before death everywhere, and the world was filled with blood.

The most primitive cold weapon fighting brought about by the visual conflict that was so strong that it was unimaginable. The warrior who had just cut off the enemy's head was pierced by another enemy's ribs. The head was kicked around like a ball, and blood sprayed from the arteries sprinkled all over the earth.

The cruel battle was exchanged for the more fanatical roar of the people around him, while the big men who were drinking tea on the hillside were unmoved. The most important spirit of Bushido is to sacred death, and death on the battlefield is worth celebrating.

No one noticed that there was a bit of joking under the calm face of Takamori Saigo. At this time, the war situation was gradually becoming clear. After all, the Tokugawa family was a 200-year-old shogunate shogunate, with a very deep samurai heritage, and the Kendo Temple in Edo Castle was also the most numerous and best in Japan.

Otherwise, why did Ryuma Sakamoto go to Edo Castle to learn kendo? It was because the best kendo masters in Japan were gathered there.

It is conceivable that the Tokugawa family's samurai fighting level is generally higher than that of other famous masters. As long as it is a fair fight, the Tokugawa family is not afraid of anyone.

The samurai of the Shimazu family began to lose control of their position. When more than 40 samurai were killed, Shimazu's main formation began to shrink.

"Sigo Takamori... It seems you are going to lose." Okawa Nobuo said with a smile.

"Oh, really..." A cold light flashed in Takamori Saigo's eyes. At this moment, a sudden change broke out on the battlefield. The warriors of the Shimazu family suddenly took out handfuls of Colt revolvers from their armor.

Bang bang bang... After a fire of gunfire, the Tokugawa family samurai died in battle. After the heavy smoke was removed, only four or five Tokugawa samurai could stand on the battlefield, but they were covered with wounds.

"Shameless, you are the shame of the samurai..." The Tokugawa samurai vomited blood in her mouth, and an angry flame shot out of her eyes.

Okanoi Masahira smashed the tea bowl with a quarrel, "Baga, you actually used foreign guns, you actually violated the noble spirit of the samurai...shamed."

"Hahaha...Is this a shame? You are wrong. War is war. Victory is the only purpose. It is obvious that muskets are more useful than too much knife, so why should I eat the ancient times? "

"You should give the word shame to foreigners. See if they will listen to you. The shogunate, which has been outdated, should have withdrawn from the stage of history..."

At this time, on the battlefield, the samurai of the Shimazu family began to harvest heads. Whether they were dead or dying, or even those who could be saved, they were just a knife, and the heads were held in their hands, and soon a Kyoto was piled up.

Osaka Castle was already crazy at this time. Everyone's defenders scolded the shamelessness of the coalition forces, and their roars of grief and anger were shocking. On the Tianshou Pavilion, Tokugawa Keiki, who secretly entered the city, was almost crazy. He looked at the arrogant Shimazu family, and his eyes were red and swollen.

"Baga, Baga, Baga..." Tokugawa Keiki punched the railing with his fists, and his heart was filled with cramps.

At this time, the sliding door was opened, and the little ghost from Mizuho walked in with a Frenchman. "General, French training officer Mr. Xie Duwan came to visit..."

"Hello, General, according to my observation, the situation on the battlefield has become more and more beneficial, why are you still sad and angry? The enemy is step by step into our trap, and we should celebrate..."

"Yes, we should celebrate, but after this war, how much more can our Bushido be left? Is Japan still the original Japan?" the general lamented.

"Oh, dear general, I only know that the world is constantly developing, and there has never been a constant thing... Since Japanese samurai advocates the short life of cherry blossoms, then Bushido is also a cherry blossom."

"Welcome to the new era, I think the opportunity to win has arrived."

On the distant hillside, the curtain was already in chaos. Tokugawa Keiki saw it clearly. The guards from both sides had pulled out their knives. Although they did not take action, they were full of gunpowder.

The negotiations finally broke down, the prince left, and there was no possibility of a truce between the two sides, and a decisive battle was about to break out.

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