After Da Lao and Zong Quan left, Daming did not intend to leave.

The daimyo's eyes were lowered, and the tea on the desk was picked up by his right hand, which was already cold.

He took a sip, and the slightly bitter fragrance of the tea spread down his throat to his lips and tongue.

Having been drunk for a long time, the daimyo who hadn't had tea for an unknown period of time suddenly shivered.

At this time, the door of the living room was suddenly opened again.

The person who pushed the door and came in was the elder who had gone and returned.

"My lord."

The old man once again bowed respectfully to the daimyo, with a trace of unconcealable excitement in his words.

The elder is older than the daimyo.

When he started working in the Fire Nation, Daimyo was still the Prince of the Daming Mansion.

The acquaintance of the two was also very early.

Although after so many years, the elder is now the spokesperson of the bureaucrats of the land of fire, but he himself is deeply favored by the daimyo.

The so-called bureaucrats are basically nobles with low backgrounds, or simply civilians.

Before him, such a high position as Da Lao had always been monopolized by the great nobles of the Fire City.

Therefore, for him to be able to sit in the position of the boss, it is natural that the daimyo's promotion and support will inevitably be repeated.

In the past few years, after the daimyo became decadent, the normal operation of the daiming mansion was due to his efforts to maintain it.

The daimyo delegated power to the big boss with peace of mind, and the big boss was indeed able to afford the daimyo's decentralization.

Of course, it is not a wonderful feeling to serve a lord who is doing anything wrong for a long time.

Especially after losing the restraint of daimyo, the nobles in the capital of fire began to become indulgent.

Like the last Tri-Clan Conference, Hanzo saw with his own eyes that the citizens of the Fire City became more impoverished, and the nobles became more and more lawless.

Without the support of the daimyo, although the elder himself has a lot of prestige, he is often powerless to face those nobles

Wiping his buttocks, fighting fires, doing such things a lot, the old man naturally complained a little bit about his daimyo.

Although this still couldn't shake his loyalty, it also made his attitude towards the daimyo gradually become a little careless.

Of course, these are all past tense now.

Until today, seeing that the daimyo finally showed signs of cheering up, the old man immediately entered the state, and even had tears in his eyes.

Looking at the servants who have accompanied him for decades, the daimyo can't help but sigh a little.

"I have worked hard for you these past few years, Longguang."

Opening his mouth, the daimyo finally just uttered such a sentence sadly.

The elder calmed down a little, took a deep breath, and said excitedly, "This is not a hardship, as long as the Daimyo can cheer up, all this is nothing."

After hearing what the elder said, the daimyo's expression turned bitter, "It's already too late, Takako."

"grown ups"

The old man was a little puzzled.

The daming hesitated for a moment, and finally said slowly, "My body has completely collapsed. A few days ago, doctors from the daming mansion diagnosed that I can live for another half year at most. This is still the most optimistic estimate."

Hearing daimyo's explanation, the elder was completely stunned.

These things, the old man is really not clear.

In recent years, although daimyo has ignored political affairs, he has not restrained nobles and bureaucrats much.

But out of caution, he still pays close attention to matters related to his own safety, such as medical treatment and meals in Daming Mansion.

In particular, his physical condition has always been known only to himself and the doctors in Daming Prefecture.

And all the doctors were very strict, even if it was him, the elder, or Prince Zongquan, don't want to find out anything.

In addition, also out of security considerations, the appropriation to the General's Mansion was cut again and again.

Of course, it was said that the daimyo was addicted to pleasure and misappropriated funds that should have been allocated to the general's mansion without authorization.

But in fact, the elder knew that with the financial situation of the Daming Mansion, if the daimyo was just enjoying himself, it was absolutely impossible for him to be short of money enough to use the budget for the General's Mansion.

In fact, it was only because after the daimyo ignored political affairs, the penetration and influence of the daimyo government over the ninja army dropped by more than a notch, and even stagnated faintly.

In this case, the daimyo simply cut off the general's appropriation by pretending to be crazy.

Although General Qingxi is dissatisfied, it is well known that a foolish ruler is more difficult to communicate with than a wise ruler.

Because the faint king will not reason with you.

General Qingxi could only suffer from being dumb.

However, the reason why the daimyo dared to do this was because he discovered that the strength of the general's ninja army was simply unable to compete with the three major ninja clans of the country of fire.

Especially after he saw the information about the battle between Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, the powerful power of the kaleidoscope Sharingan that made his debut made the daimyo completely desperate. , It’s not enough to kill these patriarchs alone.

After thinking about this clearly, the elder smiled bitterly and said, "So, sir, you used such a radical method today to make His Highness the Crown Prince quickly realize the power of the Ninja clan. Is it because of your body?"

The daimyo nodded silently, "It's also because I didn't train Zongquan well when I was young. Now his temperament has been finalized. I understand my son myself. I only have less than half a year left. This is the best way." "

The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

After a while, the daimyo suddenly stood up, walked to the elder, pulled him up, held his hand tightly, and said, "Long Guang, you must help me."

"Lord Daimyo"

The old man froze for a moment, a little puzzled.

The daimyo didn't care so much, he just stared at the elder and said, "Long Guang, promise me that after my death, you will assist Zongquan well, at least."

His voice was a little low, "At least we have to wait until the relationship between the Daming Mansion and the Ninja clan is settled, okay?"

Faced with such a request from the master who has been loyal to him all his life, the elder has no room to refuse.

He just nodded silently.

But he knew in his heart that even if he wanted to assist His Highness Zongquan, it might not be so easy.

In the past few years, the nobles of the Fire City have moved closer to Zongquan.

And as the daimyo's most trusted confidant, although the crown prince respected him, he couldn't trust him 100%.

Once the daimyo passes away, how long can he sit in the position of the elder, and how much can the prince listen to his words?

At that time, all he can do is to do his best and obey the destiny.

Besides

"I'm afraid my body won't last much longer than yours, sir." The elder felt bitter in his heart.

The elder is clear about these things, but he can't bear to say it to the lord who has only a short lifespan.

Seeing that the elder had complied with his request, Daming breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's tossing until now, Daimyo's weakened body is almost unable to support it.

Rejecting the elder's support, daimyo staggered back to his seat, waved his hand, and let the elder leave.

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