Konoha Yellow Monkey: The salary is in place, and Wukage is useless!

Muchuan City, a large city in the northeast of Fire Country, is located in a transportation hub and has a prosperous economy.

In the morning, there was a lot of traffic in the city, and Chinese warriors and traders walked through the streets, some to pass the time, some to live, and some just to live.

In the middle of the town, a two-wheeled carriage drove out from the side gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and eight warriors with swords followed the carriage on the left and right.

On both sides of the carriage are the family emblems of the Muchuan clan, so they run rampant in the streets, and everyone is afraid to avoid them.

The Muchuan clan was a local nobleman in the Land of Fire. During the Warring States Period, the Muchuan clan was still the name of a small country, and later merged into the Land of Fire, becoming a powerful local noble in the north.

The current city lord is named Mu Chuanze. He is a kind-hearted old man. He can't see the suffering in the world, and he can't bear to see beggars and poor people the most. Therefore, there is not a single beggar in the bustling city of Mu Chuan.

The carriage walked in the middle of the avenue, crossed half of the city, and came to the gate of the city.

Amid the ingratiating smiles of the city guards, the carriage passed through the city gate and went outside the city.

One mile outside the city, there is a small deserted temple, where many homeless refugees and beggars use this as their home, barely sheltering from the wind and rain.

The official road on which the carriage traveled was only about ten meters away from the ruined temple. It happened to be morning at this time, and many refugees and beggars who could move came out of the temple, trying their best to survive for a few more days.

Some sharp-eyed beggars saw the carriage approaching not far away. Some were overjoyed and wanted to go forward to beg, but were held back by the people around them.

The man pointed to the emblem on the side door of the carriage and shook his head repeatedly.

After being reminded, the beggar who was about to go forward to beg also recognized Mu Chuan's family, with a look of fear on his face, he did not dare to take another step.

The sensible and experienced refugees and beggars had dispersed and left. Only a few refugees who had just arrived here and hadn't seen a lesson, couldn't hold back their hungry stomachs, so they boldly stepped forward carefully and walked near the official road.

The eight warriors guarding the carriage dared to step forward when they saw a bold pariah!Worried about staining the eyes of the little master, many warriors have already put their right hands on the handle of the knife.

"Don't dirty the young master's eyes, just drive him away." The leader of the warriors whispered.

Nodding, two young warriors walked towards the untouchables.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a boy about eleven or twelve years old poked his head out and looked forward.

"Young master, they are just some untouchables. I have already ordered people to drive them away." The leader of the warrior walked to the carriage and whispered.

The boy shook his head, signaling no.

Praising the kindness of his young master, the leading warrior called back the two young warriors.

The carriage continued forward and came to the front of these refugees who knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The boy picked up the porcelain plate containing the snacks from the car, and threw the snacks out one by one.

When these extremely hungry refugees and beggars saw food, they rushed forward to grab food like mad dogs.

Looking at these refugees robbing food, the young man found it extremely interesting, none of his dogs had ever robbed food like this.

Throwing the snacks out one by one, some throwing them far away, some throwing them sideways, the boy laughed more and more happily as if teasing an animal.

The groom driving the carriage also slowed down his speed with great insight to let the young master have a good time.

Not far away, the refugees who had dispersed and retreated earlier saw that the newcomers who had just arrived actually wanted food, so they couldn't help but rushed up, kowtowed to the carriage, and prayed for some food to survive.

The snacks in his hand were about to be thrown away, and the young man was about to turn around to take another plate, but his gaze happened to meet a refugee who had just kowtowed and raised his head to beg for food, and saw a dark and filthy face.

The boy felt nauseated for no reason, and suddenly lost interest in feeding. He retracted his head and lowered the curtain.

Why do these beasts have to look like people? It's really disgusting!
"An eyesore!"

The boy's displeased voice came from inside the car, and the samurai who heard the order drew out their samurai swords without the slightest hesitation, their expressions were either indifferent, or grinning, or rushed towards the refugees who were still kowtowing in disgust.

The groom hastened to speed up, worried that the voice and blood of these untouchables would affect the mood of the young master.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage had driven hundreds of meters away, and the eight warriors also put their swords back into their sheaths, leaving only a pile of dead bodies.

Bang bang!

The sound of things hitting the ground came from the city lord's mansion and the city lord's study, causing the guards outside to lower their heads in fear.

Ever since the accident happened in the capital, the mood of the city lord has become increasingly cloudy and uncertain day by day.

The city lord, who is usually okay with his servants, has become more and more severe and violent in recent days. There are already several unlucky people who have no eyesight. They were beaten to death just because of a trivial matter, and their families were also sent to the hospital. Take over the art museum and mine run by the Muchuan family.

Why!I can't survive day by day.

This is the most straightforward worry and fear of many servants.

"Too much deception! This is not letting us live!" Kicking away the pen container that fell to the ground, the city lord Mu Chuanze waved a letter in his hand, with a ferocious face, as if he was about to devour people.

Mu Chuanze is one of the aristocrats who became friends with the third Hokage Hiruzaru Sarutobi. After being attacked in the capital, and the daimyo and many central aristocrats had accidents, this intelligent city lord in his thirties instinctively felt wrong.

Konoha may have greater ambitions. The new Fourth Hokage may want to become the only jade in this country, and he will use a daimyo instead.

This discovery not only made Mu Chuanze feel a little worried, but also saw an opportunity in it, an opportunity to make the family go further.

Just like my grandfather's generation, who founded Konoha Ninja Village in the first Naruto Senjujuma and united with the fire country daimyo, voluntarily gave up the status of a small country daimyo, and directly took a country as a gift and joined the fire country.

Mu Chuanze felt that the ambition and strength shown by Konoha this time might be an excellent opportunity for him to lead the family further.

When most of the nobles were still discussing and doubting Konoha, the city lord, who thought he was smart, talented and far-sighted, relied on the friendship he had established with Sarutobi Hiruzen, and sent his confidant to bring a letter written by himself. Secret letter, go to Muye Village.

In the letter, Mu Chuanze first recalled the good relationship between himself and Hiruzaru Sarutobi in the past, and at the same time praised the talents of the third and fourth Hokages of Konoha with gorgeous rhetoric.

After flattering, Mu Chuanze expressed his absolute trust in Konoha Ninja Village in the last paragraph of the letter, and wanted to deepen the relationship between the family and Konoha, and needed the possibility of further cooperation.

In Mu Chuanze's view, although Konoha's ninjas are powerful, they are not involved in production. They have neither manpower nor experience in local management.

Konoha is now ostracizing the daimyo and robbing the power of the government. He must be troubled by the cumbersome things in the government and it is difficult to deal with.

After all, construction and governance are always more difficult than destruction!
At a time like this, Konoha must be in urgent need of professional counterparts and assistance from trustworthy people.

Isn't the Patriarch of the great nobles in my place and the City Lord of the northern city the best partner?

As long as Konoha nodded and agreed, he could immediately lead a systematic administrative team to the capital to replace those central nobles, stabilize the situation for Konoha, and manage the country of fire well.

This kind of cooperation can be described as a win-win situation. Konoha can stabilize the country's political affairs as soon as possible. Instead of being wasted by the cumbersome affairs of the government, he can lead the family to a higher level. From a local wealthy family to a central wealthy family, the country of fire The top nobility.

Unfortunately, things backfired. Hiruzaru Sarutobi's reply not only broke Mu Chuanze's delusion, but also poured a basin of cold water on his head.

Split the family, report the property, hand over the land
What is Konoha trying to do?Are they going to be enemies of all nobles?
The hard work of more than ten generations of my family has made it to today step by step, so why should I hand it over?
My Mu Chuan family is a heaven-sent aristocrat with extremely noble blood. A group of vulgar ninjas actually want our land and money. This is simply against the sky!
These bastards in Konoha are barbarians who don't know etiquette, a group of naked robbers!
My Mu Chuan family has ruled this place for nearly a thousand years. The people under our rule have received our kindness, and are grateful and supportive of the Mu Chuan family. It is absolutely impossible to accept being ruled by a group of rude ninjas!

There was a trace of panic in his anger. This city lord, who usually pays great attention to his appearance and always looks like he is holding a wisdom pearl, has no calm and elegant etiquette in the past at this moment. Leaves fear of powerful force.

They don't want us to live!

After dinner, continue to code words!