The biting cold wind, mixed with cold water vapor, swept through every inch of Kyoto. The winter on the island of Japan was bone-chilling.
At this time of the year, there were very few people in Kyoto. However, an old man who was in a hurry ignored the cold of winter and went straight to the center of the supreme power in the city — the mansion of Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Fushimi Castle. He did not even look at the palace in Kyoto because he knew that whether it was the puppet emperor or the newly appointed Prime Minister Toyotomi Hideji, neither of them had the ability to rule the sun.
The person who could really rule Japan from the chaos of war to peace was the self-proclaimed short and ugly master who lived in the vast Fushimi Castle in front of him.
Since he had already handed the report to Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the old man's movements were not hindered at all. He was unimpeded all the way until he arrived at a dark-colored house. Whether it was the strict security or the exquisite decorations, everything reflected the uniqueness of this house. The eyes of the elite guards who had walked out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood could make the old man feel a chill from his body all the way to his bones.
After all, the owner of this house was the real ruler of Japan, Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
As for him, he was just an insignificant astronomical official. The supreme Cabinet Minister, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, decided to launch the war of Korea and then attack the Ming Kingdom. Just like in the past decades, before Hideyoshi made countless important decisions, he had to consult this old man who had decades of experience in observing astronomical phenomena.
Hideyoshi had always believed in the will of Heaven. He believed that it was the will of Heaven that brought him to where he was today. However, in recent years, as Hideyoshi won more and more victories in the war to unify Japan, he became more and more powerful. Hideyoshi, who had been carefully serving Heaven and seeking advice, had not summoned the old man for a long time. It seemed that Hideyoshi had abandoned Heaven and no longer believed in the will of Heaven.
Just the night before yesterday, in the rare clear night sky since the beginning of winter, the old man observed something unusual. Yesterday morning, he immediately sent a letter to Hideyoshi. In the past few years, Hideyoshi had only replied to his letter once, but this morning, he sent someone to summon him.
The old man did not dare to delay. After receiving the news, he wrapped himself in a thick coat and rushed to Hideyoshi's residence without even finishing his breakfast.
Although this wasn't the Imperial Palace, it was the Political Affairs Hall for Hideyoshi. As for the one in the Imperial Palace, it was more like a decoration, specialized in handling trivial matters that Hideyoshi didn't care about. As long as Hideyoshi cared about something, it would be sent here and handed over to Hideyoshi to handle. The two in the Imperial Palace shouldn't even think about it.
Therefore, in this city within the city, this room could be said to be the seat of the highest power of the Sun.
At that moment, there were only two people in the room. One was Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who was sitting high above, and the other was the old man who was kneeling humbly at the bottom to express his loyalty.
"Are you saying that a strange star that has never appeared before suddenly appeared in the west last night and shone brightly? There might be a huge change in the Ming Nation?" Hideyoshi frowned. His voice was not loud, and his movements were even smaller. However, at that moment, Hideyoshi's every move brought great psychological deterrence to the old man. The old man bowed to the ground and said with a trembling voice, "Yes, Your Excellency. The strange star shone brightly and appeared in the west. Looking at its position, it is located at the western border of the Ming Nation."
Hideyoshi frowned. There was a strange feeling in his heart. He closed his eyes and pondered for a while. Then, he opened his eyes and asked, "What star is the strange star? The Demon Star? The Bane? Or … "
The old man's lips trembled. He wanted to say something else, but for some reason, he said, "Looking at its position, it is a General Star! A Great Light! "
"A Great Light?" Hideyoshi was stunned for a moment. Then, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Ever since I followed my late master and joined the army for 22 years, I have always been at odds with the Great Light. But now, all the heroes in the sea have died, and I am the only one ruling. What can a mere General Star do? I have already sworn to the Emperor that within seven years, I will ask the Emperor to move the capital to Beijing. The world is big, and no one can stop me! Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha … "
Hideyoshi laughed maniacally, but at this moment, the old man was extremely clear-headed. He had sensed that the Mutated Star wasn't just a General Star, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Hideyoshi's ambition had become too big, too big. The achievement of sweeping away all the outstanding heroes had driven him to the brink of insanity. He didn't care about the existence of any enemies. The current Toyotomi Hideyoshi was no longer the "bald rat" that followed Oda Nobunaga cautiously every step of the way.
He also knew that not long ago, Hideyoshi had written a letter to all the countries that the Japanese knew, asking them to follow him to suppress the Ming Kingdom and submit to Japan. Although it was ambitious, would those countries really follow Japan? Would they really abandon their sovereign country, the Daming? The Daming was too big, really too big. Hideyoshi's ambition was also too big. The Japanese who were trapped on the islands could not afford such a big ambition.
But he would never say these words out loud. He was just an insignificant Celestial Officer, nothing more.
Even if his heart was incomparably cold, and he even had a premonition of treason.
Hideyoshi laughed maniacally as he faced the west, the place of his dreams. His gaze seemed to have passed through the Japanese archipelago, the Strait of Tsushima, the Korean Peninsula, and swept across the entire Ming Dynasty! He looked at all of this greedily. In his dream, all of this belonged to him. He would become the conqueror of the whole world! He would bring the Japanese to the peak of the world!
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