"It depends on whether Qingyuandian is interested in this."
Abe Raiyoshi said.
Qingyuan Wu suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.
He naturally understood what Abe Raiyoshi meant.
The Abe family is a major clan in Mutsu, but they are not the masters of Mutsu Province.
At least in name, Mutsu Province was ruled by the governor Fujiwara no Tomoya, who lacked a legitimate reason.
Once the imperial court deprives him of his official status as the head of the prison, the Abe family will have only two options.
First, he fell from a high and mighty position as prisoner commander to become an ordinary civilian overnight.
The second is to rebel, establish one's own regime, and truly become the master of Mutsu Province.
Obviously, the Abe family has stopped paying tribute in recent years, which means they are going to take the second path.
However, as a local powerful family, its strength was still too weak compared to that of the imperial court.
Even if the Abe family has thousands of soldiers and is definitely in the first echelon among the powerful people in the country, it is impossible for them to be an enemy of the imperial court.
So he must have foreign aid.
If they could drag the Kiyohara family into the water, with the strength of the two families, it would be impossible for them to enter Heian-kyo and replace the Fujiwara clan.
There is no problem in dividing Dewa and Mutsu and becoming a local lord.
If they had the support of the Song State and were provided with sufficient weapons and equipment, they might be able to accomplish even greater things.
The question now is whether Yuan Wu is willing to board his pirate ship.
Qing Yuanwu pondered for a long time before whispering, "I want to know how many weapons and armors the Tang people have?"
"Mr. Lu, my friend wants to know how many armors you have."
Abe Raiyoshi looked at the screen behind him.
A figure emerged from behind the screen and said with a smile, "As many as you want."
When Qingyuan Wu looked over, he saw a tall figure wearing gorgeous silk clothes. The figure was a head and a half taller than him, like a giant.
Although this person spoke fairly fluent Japanese, it was obvious that he was from China.
Because Qingyuan Wu had seen several Song Dynasty merchants before, and those people were generally one or two heads taller than him, but few Japanese were so tall.
"Who is this?"
Qingyuan Wu asked.
"My name is Lu Chao, and I'm just an ordinary businessman from the State of Song."
Lu Chao, who was 1.72 meters tall and looked like a little giant in front of the two of them, looked down at them with a kind smile on his face.
He looked like an adult meeting two children.
(End of this chapter)
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