Chapter 96 This is forcing me
Although I have decided to marry her, it won’t be now because she is under 18 years old.

Although Yan Xu is not a moral master, he still has a moral bottom line.

Besides, he is an experienced driver, and big cars are more to his taste. For small cars, he needs to step on the accelerator lightly, lift the clutch slowly, and add engine oil to keep running in. If he steps on the accelerator hard, the car body may shake easily, and may even stall or refuse to carry passengers, and other unexpected situations.

The marriage proposal from the Fukushima family did not stop Yan Xu. Instead, he decided to take this opportunity to go a step further and bring back more dowry for Fukushima Princess. So he waved his hand and relocated all the villages that were originally planned to be built on the other side of the road, and occupied half of the former territory of the Sagara family.

There is no such thing as marriage without fighting in Japan. In fact, daimyo have been intermarrying with each other for many years. Although they are relatives, it does not stop them from chopping each other's heads off.

However, Yan Xu's moral bottom line is higher after all, so he felt that what he had done was a bit too much. In order to prevent the other party from turning against him, he transferred the system farmers who had just completed the construction of the road, and hired the surrounding farmers as compensation with meals, and built a civil structure sentry tower at regular intervals on the border.

The watchtower is manned day and night, and is equipped with a lantern-style searchlight. The foot soldiers stationed on it can shoot anyone who dares to cross the line at any time with a light crossbow. If a large army attacks, they can also summon support by lighting a smoke signal.

In fact, there is no need to worry even if someone sneaks across the line, because the Moroboshi family has built several villages in the back to accommodate those system farmers and the attracted refugees. Each village has at least two to three hundred people, and as many as three to five hundred people. Not only are there fences, but the young and strong are all foot soldiers.

Because the Moroboshi family set up a security station in the village, with three or five samurai, and organized foot soldiers to be responsible for public security, patrols, taxation, labor, armaments, etc.

On weekdays, he would patrol the surroundings to see if there were any suspicious people, and check their good citizen certificates or something. If there were none, he would just behead them without even having to conduct an interrogation.

To put it bluntly, Yan Xu was borrowing the artillery blockade of the Japanese devils in later generations, letting their ancestors taste the consequences in advance.

They had to be thankful that Yan Xu's bottom line and morals could stand the test, otherwise the technical content of the mustache-making soap was really not that high, and he could afford the barbed wire.

Faced with the defense line that Yan Xu had invested heavily in, the Fukushima family, which should have fought back angrily, seemed quite low-key and even took the initiative to withdraw from the Sagara family's territory.

They completely withdrew without occupying an inch of land, which surprised everyone, especially Yan Xu.

"Fuck!" After Yan Xu learned about this, instead of being happy, he slammed the table in anger, wishing he could pick up a knife and chop that guy to pieces.

"What a good move of retreating to advance! You are forcing me!" Yan Xu gritted his teeth in anger, because the trouble that the Moroboshi family will face next will be even greater than that of confronting the Fukushima family.

But he just couldn't understand why the Fukushima family would spit out all the territory they had worked so hard to swallow?
I really don't want it. I could have given it to him as Princess Fukushima's dowry, but I had to spit it out just to disgust him.

Just as Yan Xu had expected, the Fukushima family had just withdrawn their troops when the youngest son of the Sagara family retook Sagara Castle in a lightning speed and announced in a high-profile manner that the name of the Sagara family had been restored. Immediately afterwards, the Shimazu family publicly announced its support.

The Fukushima family and the Otomo family also reacted quickly, announcing their support almost at the same time, immediately putting the Moroboshi family on the spot, because now they were the only ones still occupying the Sagara family's territory.

"You all know how to play like this, right?" Yan Xu felt so angry after reading the information sent by Mori Shinobu. The place was not big, there were not many people, but there were quite a few troubles. So he also got involved and asked Yi Yujing to announce to the public that the Moroboshi family would form an alliance with the Shimazu family and marry the Fukushima family, and the dowry would be the territory of the Sagara family originally occupied.

Yan Xu didn't care whether the Fukushima family was using this as a means to force him to make a choice. Anyway, it was impossible for him to give up the occupied territory. Now Yan Xu was considering whether to let Fu Ji go back to visit her relatives and warm up the house to prevent it from becoming deserted after being unoccupied for too long.

In any case, Yan Xu did not take his anger out on Fukushima-hime. Instead, he personally arranged a convoy to go and greet her. At least the proper respect was shown.

The convoy would naturally not travel empty-handed. Half of the vehicles would be filled with the flag bearers responsible for escorting the convoy, and the rest would be filled with the goods that Yan Xu brought from the modern world.

In addition to luxury goods such as glassware and Dacron, these goods also included salt, sugar and various weapons, all of which were in great demand.

Nowadays, a very popular activity among the nobles on the main island is to wear bright Dacron clothes, perform tea art with glass tea sets, and pair them with five-nut mooncakes cut into small pieces. A group of upper-class people with their faces painted white, eyebrows shaved, and throats clamped will sip tea leaves stirred with a brush, nibble on tiny pieces of five-nut mooncakes, and brag. It is regarded as the most popular and elegant art.

When the trend of comparison arises, price and other things become nothing but clouds.

Even though these nobles and daimyō do not even dare to eat more, they are extremely generous with gold and silver, especially when it comes to the pursuit of elegance and art, and they are truly wealthy and willing to spend money lavishly.

There is no way. Japan is so small, with so many resources and so few commercial activities. Large amounts of gold and silver cannot play the role they should. Otherwise, there would not be merchants from the Central Plains coming here with copper coins to exchange for gold and silver.

After being distributed by Fuki, these modern products will be transported to the main island by the merchants in Komizu Town and sold through their business network. Excluding the commission for agency sales, they will bring in a large amount of gold, silver and food, providing sufficient nutrients for the next war of the Moroboshi family to unify the sub-islands.

Although it was not the first time they saw such a convoy, Fukushima-hime and Fukushima Masaki were shocked every time because they knew very well what these cargoes meant.

If the Fukushima family possessed these, not to mention the overlord of the secondary island, even the main island would bow down to the Fukushima family's blade.

However, Princess Fukushima and Masaki Fukushima looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking. It was too late to say anything now.

"Princess, please get in the carriage." The maid brought a stool and placed it in front of the carriage door, and said respectfully to Princess Fukushima who was walking towards her gracefully.

Although they had waited for a long time, neither Princess Fukushima nor Masayoshi Fukushima showed any impatience, at least not on the surface.

With Sarutobi around, they are not completely ignorant of the current internal situation of the Fukushima family, so they understand that they are the last hope of the Fukushima family, so they must not make any mistakes.

After getting on the specially made carriage, the three of them found it a little difficult to adapt to the spacious interior. After all, in Japan, both sedan chairs and carriages are very demanding on the weight and height of the passengers and are quite unfriendly to fat people. The carriage of the Moroboshi family is like a small house. Not to mention sitting, even lying down and rolling around is enough.

Moreover, the carriage was unexpectedly stable and did not even affect the maid who was making tea nearby.

Fukushima Masaki opened the snack box on the carriage. The various snacks exuded a sweet aroma. Sarutobi, who was usually very restrained, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, not to mention the woman who liked sweets. Even Fukushima Hime, who carried the hopes of her family, couldn't help but pick up a piece and take a small bite.

(End of this chapter)