[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

I have to admit that when the road ahead was clearly arranged, I did feel a sense of security that I had not felt for a long time.

The general trend of the world will inevitably be chaotic if the order is long.Sakahara Hōma's life as a soldier was certainly based on his reputation. He heard the sound of war when I was still ignorant, and he developed an overview when Hashirama and Madara's attention was still focused on the struggle between the ninja clan. With the layout of the Sixteen Land and Sea Kingdoms, and the strategy for the Kingdom of Sichuan proposed by him, I had absolutely no reason to reject it.

"This time the levy troops are stationed in the southwest. What should Lei and Turkey do if they take advantage of the situation?" This is the No. 15 question I asked.At the dinner party for him, I couldn’t help but want to ask for more advice.

Sakahara did not show any impatience on his face, and sipped the bamboo leaf wine comfortably, holding the golden cup with his stubby fingers: "We can have peace talks with the Kingdom of Earth, and Ishida will make a small sacrifice; the chief concubine and the legitimate son of the Kingdom of Thunder The Aburame clan that was sent to disrupt the fight must be credited with a lot of credit.”

Aburame is good at the art of controlling insects, and if she wants to kill people invisible, her clan is indeed the best choice - these retainers of mine seem to be closer to the ninja clan than I thought.

"In addition, the Senju and Uchiha tribes will also participate in the defense of the border. Their combat capabilities are so outstanding. How can they not work after taking food and grass?" Sakahara pointed his palm to my side and shook his head. "The work of protecting you is temporarily suspended. Let’s leave it to the mountain clan first.”

Hashirama just lost his brother!Couldn't they just take a break from the fighting for a moment?

"Tsuda developed a new tactic some time ago. Can I allocate some manpower from the guards to practice with him?" I gritted my teeth and smiled.

Sakahara looked at me for two seconds: "According to your arrangement."

"Then it will be as per your arrangement." I said as usual.

"It's getting late, Your Highness, you still need to rest, so I should take my leave." After drinking the last drop of wine, Sakahara's cheekbones were stained with two funny blushes, his movements were not very smooth, and he greeted me with a drunken look.

"Won't you meet with Rong Zhenyuan? I can invite her over."

Although Sakahara's movements were slow, there was no hesitation in his tone: "Thank you for your kindness, no need."

"Let Canaan and Ranmaru escort you back. It's cold and dewy, so please pay attention to your safety."

"Thank you."

With just one sentence from him, my chance to have a deep conversation with the ninjas was gone.Would it be a good thing or a bad thing for me if he fell off his horse while drunk on the way to his residence in the castle town?Staring at Sakahara's swaying back, I thought maliciously.

Don't be anxious, Aoi Chiyo, don't be anxious. If you want to break through the cover of the cage roof, you must first learn how to fly in the wind and rain.

I blinked hard, and the alcohol made me a little tipsy. When I stood up, I accidentally stepped on my dragging trousers.Toramaru held the knife for me. Hashirama, Madara and Izuna must have already set off on their way home under the orders of the elders of the pen family. No one came to help me. I had no time to stretch out my hand, so I could only watch the ground getting closer and closer.

"Aoi Chiyo!" I fell into an embrace that was as empty as cream bubbles.

"Mom - Mother..." The smell of medicine soaked into the flesh marked the identity of the visitor. I was afraid that I would crush her skinny and sick body, so I hurriedly struggled to get up from the pile of clothes.

The mother was stunned for a moment and slowly lowered her arms.

"Why are you here?" I asked her worriedly.She and... had had such a heated argument during the day, and now she should stay in bed quickly to regain her strength.

She regained her cold and sharp expression: "Chongmingyuan followed Sakahara out of the city with the child, didn't you know?"

...ah...that's it...

"Also, what happened in Keyakihara? What did Hiromichi Uesugi do in Keyakihara? Did he betray your uncle's death?" My mother shook me and kept asking questions like a drizzle of rain.

With the strength gained from months of training, I pushed her hand away: "Mother, go and rest."

She frowned and glared at Toramaru, who had been silent all this time: "Don't run away from the problem! Tell me! We must rely on each other now!"

"Go and rest." I ignored my torn clothes and walked towards the corridor resolutely.

"Aoi Chiyo! Keyakihara is very important!" Her mother didn't have the energy to chase her any more, so she could only express her dissatisfaction with her voice.I didn't want to look back, so I quickened my pace and left the shout behind me.

The moonlight is dim tonight and cannot illuminate the winding corridor.I lowered my head, shuffling my own shadow, and finally collided with another shadow.

Rong Zhenyuan stopped at the door. She was panting slightly. It seemed that she had hurried over after hearing something and had already lost her headscarf.Looking at my face, the smile she had prepared gradually disappeared.

We were relatively speechless.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and turbid waves roll under the stars.The cold wind turned my ears red, cracked my lips, and could not disperse the sea of ​​clouds that blocked the light.

On the hillside covered with weeds, lions and eagles showed their sharp teeth and claws to each other; at the three-way intersection, there were twenty Senju in short coats and hakama standing on one side, and twenty Uchi in long robes on the other. Wave.The night dyes everyone black.

"Please let us talk alone." Hashirama raised his hand without any doubt.

"I will join you - yes, I know, you don't believe him, but you can believe me." Madara gently but forcefully pushed Quan Na towards the tribe.

The sparse branches pointed crookedly towards the sky, like ghosts, and the trees were full of black crows, silently staring at the two black figures under the trees.

"so--"

"I think--"

The two looked at each other, and the tacit understanding of speaking at the same time invisibly reduced the chilling atmosphere, and their tense faces slowly relaxed.

Madara tucks his sideburns behind his ears, removes his hand from the handle of the knife, and digs into his belt with his thumb.

"So, it's not going to be a peaceful winter."

"I think this will also be a peaceful winter." Hashirama smiled, but then sighed, with helplessness in his eyes.

His hair was blown to his face again by the wind, and the young man stroked his black shorts impatiently: "How can there be peace? According to what the old man said, we will be hired to fight, either to the north or to the south. , It’s impossible not to be prepared to bleed.”

"Sakahara Chinobu... Your Excellency is very powerful. He doesn't want our clans to fight. He will definitely restrain those nobles. At least there will be fewer people who deliberately hire us to fight." Although he didn't fully understand it, Hashirama collected it from several months. From the incoming information, I tried to deduce the deeper meaning of the conversation between the daimyo and Sakahara Chinobu.

"Damn it." Hearing that name, Madara had the feeling of being in a phantom and unable to control himself, which made him irritated. "This truce depends on his mediation. We should be grateful to him, but why do I feel that there is What's wrong?"

Hashirama said after careful consideration: "'Ninjas are born for fighting. The battles between ninjas are only due to hatred. They are just interactions between ninja clans. The enemy is the enemy.' My people all say this, and my father also says this. I thought there was nothing wrong with it.”

"However, there are actually people like Sakahara - there are forces pushing behind us! They want a stable rear, so we are scattered to different battlefields; they want chaos, so... the right path we thought was just It's the one they chose for us! Was the enemy the enemy from the beginning?" Madara opened his eyes wide and felt his spine numb, as if there really was an evil spirit behind him pushing him forward.

"And there is more than one force, countries, counties, temples..." Hashirama lowered his eyebrows and his mind was racing, "Have you noticed that His Highness has not had much communication with us, and he doesn't know any ninjutsu, and he has never been exposed to it before. She has passed the ninja clan, but he-she may actually know our ninja clan better than us. Every time she asks us a question, it makes me think for a long time. Think carefully about what we have been asked? "

"Sources of food and grass, local policies, weapons and equipment, educational foundation, religious beliefs - you mean -" Madara suddenly realized.

Hashirama took a few steps forward, and Madara could see his eyes burning with sparks: "These things controlled by other forces are exactly what we need most! If we can be self-sufficient in food, grass, weapons, and obtain favorable policies, education If it becomes popular and our faith is not disturbed, then we ninjas can truly get rid of the shackles of those forces! Only then can we achieve peace according to our wishes!"

The moonlight penetrated the clouds and dispersed into the world through the cracks, making the two people's faces clearly reflected in each other's pupils.

"We have more and more goals." The blood surged in his chest, expressing his pride, and Madara smiled fearlessly.

"There must be many difficulties and obstacles, and our fathers will not easily accept our statement," Hashirama said without flinching at all, "so we must firmly believe and not waver."

"Yes, elders always believe in their way of doing things. And you said that we need to strengthen our own strength, right?"

"Well, so this time when I go back, I will work with Tobirama to develop ninjutsu. I want to make the wood escape more lethal."

"I...our Uchiha's Sharingan, I will ask my father for advice on how to increase its power."

"Ah, I feel so uncomfortable. You are actually willing to talk to me about the blood stain limit!" Hashirama opened his mouth in an exaggerated manner.

"What a shame! Didn't you also tell me about the secret technique? Repayment! It's just a reward!" Madara's hair was blown, and he gestured with a distorted expression.

Concerned about the tribesmen not far away, they laughed secretly, laughing silently until their stomachs hurt and their throats became tight, and then they coughed in unison.

"Then, I hope you won't be on the enemy side when we meet next time." Hashirama said sincerely, putting away his smile.

"Me too." Madara bites each syllable hard.

"Goodbye, Uchiha Madara."

"Goodbye, Senju Hashirama."

Another gust of wind cut across the wilderness, the grass blades swayed, and there was no one there.

This night, I entered a new dreamland.

The wind whimpered among the trees, and the tree lines resembled the terrifying face of a mandrill. I was buried under dead branches and fallen leaves, and soil and worms gradually filled my seven orifices, making it impossible for me to see any color or hear any sound. .

Until an old man slowly opened his mouth and sang a familiar song:

“Finding a new piece of land where we can build new homes;

Hay is neatly collected and used for roofing;

By the stone wall, let us celebrate the creation of this golden house;

It took one hundred carpenters to build this house.

The golden autumn is approaching and I have no clothes to cover my body. I wish I had some clothes;

Brother, can you lend me a sleeve?I want to keep my children and my loved ones clothed;

With this only kimono, I will wear vines, vines collected from the mountains;

The full moon shines brightly, and the light of the gods shines upon the earth;

When my lover comes, I hope the clouds can hide it all..."

"Grandma, what kind of song is this? It sounds so sad." A child asked.

"It's an island, Ah Shun. When things are going well, the songs people sing are happy. When the world is in decline, the songs people sing are sad. In the future, you should listen to more songs sung by people. When everyone sings sad songs, the world will be peaceful. There's going to be chaos," the old man replied.

The innocent voice sounded again: "I don't quite understand, but I will remember it. The dialect on the island is so difficult to understand, grandma, I only heard clearly the sentence 'build a house' - do we want to build a new house?" "

"Ashun, our house is big enough, and now is the season for plant growth. We can't go into the mountains to cut trees. Mencius once said?"

"Hmm... 'The ax weighs a pound in the forest, but the wood cannot be used.'"

"Yes, you have to do things that are in line with the season and follow the laws of heaven. Everything will happen naturally. You can't break the rules regardless of the consequences..."

"I remember, Grandma."

"We, Ashun, are so smart. Grandma will roast the mountain whale for you today."

"Ah! Mountain Whale! Grandma is the best! I like you the most!"

"Hahaha, little greedy cat, do you like mountain whales or grandma?"

"I like mountain whales, and my favorite is grandma!"

……

My favorite is my grandmother's.