[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

Placed in the center of the table is a scroll with numerous secrets and special seals. The materials are familiar, and so are the design ideas.

Sitting in a room that is very similar to my home, the window behind me is half-opened, and the wind brings the only difference, the elegant fragrance from precious plants.

Uchiha Madara.

After chewing on the name several times in my mind, I carefully peeled off the seals on the scroll layer by layer. When the final Sharingan triggering spell was broken, a fluttering letter of greeting fell into the palm of the hand, with a silver hook and iron strokes, and the private seal of Daochang Shukanamasa.

"..."

It was obviously an invitation that could be handled, but it was delivered directly to me without even opening the seal.

During his time in the capital, what Madara learned should be how to make decisions about power. Uchiha's mind is more delicate than ordinary people's. Knowing that any small detail can turn into a big gap in the situation, he simply chose to let it go and directly pass it on to me later.

This is a tacit transfer of power. The owner of this courtyard has become [Uchiha Mabuchi] from the moment I entered.

"Ah...doing this doesn't make you look particularly indifferent."

I muttered.

What's more important is that the two of us actually considered these things and agreed with each other's actions - quite naturally the emotional relationship turned into a relationship of interest. It has to be said that it was a bit of a subtle synchrony.

Reluctantly, he held his forehead and unfolded the post. He could see that many invitations to private banquets from officials and nobles were sent to him at the last minute. After Madara takes the initiative to contact him, the old fox will definitely get the information about Uchiha, and from this he can also determine who has had a void conversation with him:

"Nan He Shou, two counselors, above Sichuan North:

Although autumn in the capital is less colorful than in the north, the red maples are less beautiful.

However, the golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the gentle breeze is gentle.

It is a pleasure to bring people together.

Shuping Yuanding Jianzheng, the martial arts chief of the Central Affairs Ministry of the Taizheng Palace. "

"..."

Is this a semi-vernacular way to take care of a born ninja? Except for the first three titles, the rest of the threats and invitations are so straightforward.

"Just decide to grant the land in Nanhe area, so you don't have to worry about the daimyo getting it done."

I flicked the paper and narrowed my eyes slightly, "It seems that this is the result of our efforts. It can only be Nan He, and it can only be where he asked for it."

The subsequent thoughts and choices slowly fell into the pen and were passed on to Tajima and Izuna. Nanhe's land advantage is very obvious. I believe they can discuss with Tobirama how to open up a piece of basic land between the two tribes, and then plan and develop it into a ninja city:

Well, ninjas are very efficient. If we make this the first task of the alliance, there is a high probability that many young ninjas will feel a sense of participation.

...It can also avoid the initial unfamiliarity and awkwardness.

The rest was intelligence from the north. I unfolded a scroll of urgent messages, which contained the results of the desperate fight between the two sides in the Dog Crow Stream:

Hashirama won. The Fire Nation's offensive formations composed of large and small forces were completely defeated. If the commander hadn't been of excellent quality, it would have been a matter of course to disband the army.

"Well, if things go too far, it's hard to intervene and use them as a deterrent..."

After writing down the arrangements for the follow-up situation, after thinking about it for a while, I added a sentence of condolences: "Brother Hashirama, we are still waiting for the party by the stream. Please don't be late."

I hope he understands my expectations. When you become a leader, some expressions cannot be too straightforward. And if we purely use the identity of Uchiha Mabuchi, my relationship with Hashirama has not reached that stage yet.

...as it should be.

The time that followed was gradually filled with intelligence and documents. The ninjas coming and going continued to deliver the news of thunder, earth and feng shui, turning it into a stretched scroll at hand. When I lowered my eyes and put down an exploration report on the Kingdom of Wind, the sky outside the window had turned into a beautiful and transparent dark blue——

"clatter."

There was a light knock on the sliding door, but when there was no response, the visitor knocked again slowly, "This time there are no beef, sea bream sushi, grilled tits and double-meter rice from the Land of Thunder." "

"...Are there any vegetables?"

The black-haired young man who heard the reply leaned against the door and said with a deep smile: "Fruits and vegetables are not considered. If you want to eat, you can go to the kitchen to cook them."

"Rub it——"

Pulling open the door, I raised my chin under the gaze of the steady man, "Lead the way."

Brother Ban's cooking is unreliable, but it's better to make it yourself.

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Uchiha Madara returned to his room after a cooperative dinner. Compared with the "carefully decorated" large room in the middle, the room he was in was simply decorated and a little cramped.

The person who took off his formal attire and was left in single clothes leaned against the couch and opened a scroll of ninjutsu. The energy development of the Fire Country brought all kinds of novelties to the homes of nobles. In an era when commoners could not light oil lamps at will, he could enjoy the light that illuminated the entire room.

The gentleness he had when facing that person faded away, and the young man's face gradually became expressionless, with only the occasional frown showing his inner thoughts.

He was thinking over and over whether the choice he made was received by that person. Uchiha Madara didn't like twists and turns, so it was Huo He's suggestion to make such a cautious move.

"Soon there will be an alliance, and a leader." Madara said this sentence while he was thinking about ninjutsu.

The sadness that represented the passage of time was so strong that it reminded him unexpectedly of her appearance when she first arrived in Uchiha. The little girl fainted on the battlefield with the hostile ninja clan, her body soaked in rain and blood, and she held her hand tightly. The dagger was later judged to be a relic of his parents.

Looking back now, Tajima and Uchiha's decision and actions to adopt were somewhat logical and coincidental.

Because of her amnesia and Sharingan, they concluded that she was stimulated to open her eyes on the battlefield.

Because the dagger was too large, they thought it was a relic of her parents.

And because of their bloodline and appearance, they spent a long time looking through the family tree before identifying a certain unknown branch.

It is true that at that time, the clan was in chaos with other ninja clans, and there were many ordinary people and ninjas who came to seek refuge with different identities. But there has never been direct evidence to prove that she is of Uchiha blood, comes from a corner of this continent, and has a normal and ordinary past.

"Compared to children of the same race, sometimes, I feel that you are more like a person left behind in this world."

Madara said to the object that did not exist, and traced the ink mark with his finger, "The anchor point you want to find is not yet solid, the goal you want to pursue can only be known by yourself, the ideal you want to achieve has no history, so it becomes urgent... "

He sighed and said calmly, "Can you promise that you won't be shaken by this?"

Madara didn't get the answer tonight. Autumn is suitable for moon-viewing. Soon it will be the Moon Festival on the 15th night, a day that symbolizes reunion.

We should have a good talk on the Moon Festival.

Madara raised his pen and wrote down small notes on ninjutsu. Uchiha's scrolls had been enriched from generation to generation, leaving little room for him to change:

A life that is completely filled with things is not life. This world is not a rigid creation that stops when you leave someone.

Speaking of true pride and self, it should be the person who is still thinking about the intention behind going to the dinner at night.

Need to reflect.

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For three consecutive days, greeting cards representing time, location, and admission conditions were secretly sent to the mansion. On the fourth day, the long and formal banquet invitation was finally finalized in a suburban courtyard near the cavalry camp. Please note that only two people can take it with them.

Considering that I had explicitly threatened his life, this restriction should have been imposed on the remaining participants.

"When you go there, you have to follow the official road outside the city wall," Nara Shikana said. "If you want to show your strength, the frame does not need to be replaced, but..."

He looked at Madara and Te with embarrassment, and said carefully: "Choose, which one will be stationed in the house?"

Madara glanced at him with a half-smile.

In terms of force and identity, it is most suitable for him to sit here and be able to respond to any situation.

However, this is a typical girl-control Uchiha!

The Nara clan leader shouted from the bottom of his heart. He never thought that in addition to being cautious when facing nobles, he also needed to be careful when dealing with a powerful Uchiha... It was really too difficult.

"Madara's words,"

I knocked on the cypress fan and said, "Have you officially taken over the position of clan leader?"

"Emergency matters follow authority. My father believes that it is better to hold talks in the capital as the clan leader. I have informed the clan members with scrolls and information, and we will wait until the things here are over before reorganizing the ceremony."

The tribesmen would not object anyway. Except that the iconic fan and sickle are no longer in hand, there is no difference between Madara and Tajima now.

"That's it. Uchiha Clan Leader and I will go." I suppressed the result in one sentence, and I did not forget to warn, "Secure this place, and send a message in time if there is any situation."

The tall, middle-aged ninja with a calm temperament responded solemnly. Madara scanned his body and wrote down the matters to be discussed in his inner notebook.

"Most of the nobles invited by Changshu are mutually dependent on the local forces in Quanya Stream." After slowly getting into the car, Madara pushed the wooden block in the car.

Under the wooden block, the relationship between the officials, nobles, newly promoted generals and the daimyo's sons in the capital was vividly displayed on the paper. Small signs representing cooperation, confrontation and enemies were pushed around by the horizontal bars, eventually forming a complex mess. situation.

"The outermost layer is the newly promoted military commanders, including the temporarily recruited Ashigaru generals, the Ashigaru-gumi leader and the great generals, who are preparing to support Inukagami in the future."

Our direct competitors.

"The middle level are nobles and officials who are tied to local forces. They are basically wealthy. They mainly provide information to the city lords and obtain tribute and support. Once the war shows signs of decline, they will have to consider their own investment."

We may come to an understanding, or we may fall out as a group.

"The inner layer is represented by Nagashu Kanemasa, a powerful official who has both the trust of the daimyo and personal power."

"He is the official equivalent of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Wu family. He is also the minister of the territory. He is almost the mouthpiece of the daimyo."

Gently popping out the chakra, then withdrawing it quickly, Madara sighed, "Appointment, dismissal, approval, and sealing. If everything goes well, he can complete the alliance's announcement to the whole country by himself——"

"Zhenyuan, are you ready?"

This is a really good question. I pressed the sleeves embroidered with flying birds and large landscapes under my arms. The pure black fabric was lightly printed with silver patterns, which was Uchiha's Uchiha fan.

"what……"

It depends on whether he puts me in the position of the "new daimyo" of the ninja, a "careerist" who is new to the court, or the "noble daughter of the Genji" who recommended Hayashikawa Toshiie and finally replaced me.