On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1251 An Irresistible Gift

He simply watched quietly as the disheveled old monk, who also looked bewildered, stood there.

“Senior,” he said, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, “you should not underestimate this Tea Sage.”

"The tea in his hand is far more potent than you can imagine."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the chess and card Buddha became interested.

Although he was unfamiliar with the art of tea, he knew that someone so highly praised by Lin Zhen, this little monster, could not possibly be a simple character.

"Kid, tell me, what's so special about that cup of tea of ​​his?"

“It’s very simple.” Lin Zhen’s eyes gleamed with a cunning light like a fox.

"Because his cup of tea contained two things that all the Japanese daimyo dreamed of but could never obtain."

"Oh? Which two?"

“First,” Lin Zhen held up one finger, “is Ya.”

“Second,” he held up a second finger, “is, power.”

"Elegance? Power?"

The Buddha of Chess and Cards and everyone else present were completely bewildered.

“That’s right.” Lin Zhen nodded and began his amazing operation, which was full of “deception” and “brainwashing”.

"You all can think about this: what is the true nature of these so-called daimyo and samurai of your Japan?"

"To put it bluntly, they're just a bunch of peasants who climbed up the ranks by fighting, killing, seizing territory, and stealing women."

"Although you have wealth and power, you are still vulgar and nouveau riche at heart."

"You crave the approval of high society and yearn to rid yourselves of that indelible earthy smell."

"That's why you're willing to spend a fortune to pursue those ethereal things that you consider to be full of 'refined' taste."

"For example, the tea ceremony, flower arrangement, and incense ceremony."

"For example, those exquisite porcelains, gorgeous silks, and calligraphy and paintings that you simply cannot understand from my Great Qian."

"And Sen no Rikyu, the old gentleman whom you revere as the 'Saint of Tea,' took advantage of your pathetic and laughable pretentious vanity."

"He used his so-called 'wabi-sabi tea ceremony' to construct a seemingly elegant but actually hypocritical spiritual world for you."

"He makes you think that as long as you drink the tea he brews and learn his set of pretentious and tedious etiquette, you can be reborn, wash away the smell of money and become a truly elegant person."

How ridiculous! How tragic!

Lin Zhen's words were like the sharpest knife, peeling away the hypocritical masks and pathetic pride of all the surrendered Japanese generals, leaving them completely exposed and utterly devastated!

This made them all blush with shame and feel utterly ashamed.

Yes.

Although they were unwilling to admit it, they had no choice but to.

Every word the prince spoke struck a nerve, touching the deepest, most sensitive spot in their hearts that they least wanted to be touched.

They are a group of pathetic creatures who desperately try to squeeze into high society, yet can never shake off the mark of their own class.

"And that's only one aspect."

Lin Zhen's voice became increasingly devilishly seductive.

"Sen no Rikyu wielded far more than just the power to define 'elegance'."

"He wields a power that is even more terrifying and deadly than 'Ya'."

"That is the power to define 'right' and 'wrong'!"

"He is revered by you as the 'Grandmaster of Tea Ceremony' and the 'Number One Aesthetician in the World'."

“Every word he says, every evaluation he makes, is like a royal decree to you, and is beyond question.”

"He said which teacup is good, and that teacup will instantly become a hundred times more valuable and you will all be scrambling to buy it."

He said that whichever name is prestigious and knows how to enjoy life will garner countless praises and admirers throughout high society.

"On the contrary, if he were to say that someone is vulgar and lacks refinement, that person would immediately be ostracized and isolated by the entire upper class and become a laughing stock in the eyes of others."

“You say,” his gaze, like two sharp ice blades, slowly swept across the faces in the hall, which were already filled with shock and horror.

"Isn't the power in the hands of such a person great enough?"

"If someone like that wanted someone to die, would he need to do it himself?"

"He only needs to say it casually at a tea party."

"That guy from the Shimazu family seems to be getting a bit carried away lately; even his tea doesn't taste as good anymore."

"What do you think the other Kyushu daimyo, who have always been eyeing the Shimazu clan, will do after hearing this?"

"They will pounce on the already isolated Shimazu family like a group of sharks that have smelled blood, without hesitation, and tear them to pieces!"

"As for Sen no Rikyu, he was just a quiet old tea master who drank tea on the sidelines from beginning to end, and he was not interested in competing with the world."

"That's what you call killing without leaving a trace!"

"This is the true art of rulership!"

Lin Zhen's words were truly insightful and insightful, a divine analysis.

What everyone present heard sent chills down their spines and made their scalps tingle!

They looked at the young prince sitting in the main seat, his face calm and composed, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

For the first time, I felt a feeling called "fear" from the depths of my soul!

Only then did they understand.

It turns out that true killing has never been done with swords.

It's about winning hearts and minds!

The Eastern prince before us, who is excessively young, is undoubtedly the most skilled demon god in the world at using "human hearts" as the sharpest and most deadly weapon!

Even the usually fearless Chess and Card Buddha couldn't help but show a deep sense of apprehension in his cloudy old eyes after hearing Lin Zhen's analysis.

He suddenly realized that coming to Japan with this little monster might not have been a wise choice.

He felt that all the so-called "wisdom" and "calculation" he had accumulated over the past thousand years were nothing compared to this little monster. It was like a kindergarten child competing with a top math professor to see who could solve problems faster.

It's totally not on the same level.

"Boy..." he looked at Lin Zhen and said in a hoarse voice, "What...what else do you want me to do for you?"

He knew that Lin Zhen was telling him all this not just to show off her "intelligence".

He must have even deeper and more vicious tricks up his sleeve!

"It's very simple."

Lin Zhen's face once again revealed that devilish, wicked smile.

"I would like to ask you, sir, to go and meet this Tea Sage on my behalf."

"Then send him one for me; it's a gift he absolutely can't refuse."