Uchihaji's words "Fourth Prince" shocked the two people in front of him, and Junhao suddenly panicked and said:

"What are you talking about? Prince Izumi, I am the Fifth Prince..."

"No, you're not." Uchihaji shook his head, put his fan back on his waist, and said casually, "You are about the same age as the fifth prince, but you are a bastard. How much ambiguity does it contain to say that you are playful by nature? Thinking about it, His Highness Jun Li knows better than me."

"Prince Junhao is the son of the legitimate son. He has been doted on since he was a child. If he left the palace, he would not come to look for me at such a time in the morning. Instead, he should finish his morning class before coming back. You came so early just to cut off the beard first. "

"When you brought me to meet your biological mother, you should know that the answer has been revealed." He didn't bother to talk about these things with Jun Liduo, patted his belly, and said with a smile, "By the way, the cup of tea just now It's too hot and tasteless~"

Giving the last heavy blow, Uchihaji happily opened the door of the room, revealing the future Hiroto and the real Fifth Prince Junhao outside the door.

"I'm sorry, Prince Izumi, the fourth brother has caused trouble for you." Jun Hao raised his hand and saluted, politely apologizing, but he didn't pay attention to the fourth prince and Mrs. Tao Hui who were in the corner.

As soon as he finished speaking, the generals who followed immediately waved their hands, and the warriors rushed forward to take away these rioters. As for where they will go after that, that is another question.

No matter where it is, it has nothing to do with Uchihaji in the final analysis.

After Uchihaji and Mirai Yuto exchanged a look, after getting the information from the other party's small movements, he nodded with a small arc of his head, he raised the arc of the corner of his mouth, followed Jun Hao out of the flower street and willow alley, went to the tea house to taste the tea for a while , and returned to the ceremony hall on the ground of "tiredness".

After closing the door, Mirai Hiroto sat down on the cushion, leaned back, lay on the ground, stretched out his feet to catch the feet of Uchihaji who was still standing near the door, and signaled him to come and rest.

Mirai Hiroto asked Uchihaji curiously, and after the hook failed, he decisively chose to step on Uchihaji's instep, attracting the attention of the other party.

Not afraid of Uchihaji's cold eyes at all, Mirai Hiroto smiled and raised his eyebrows, "How was your day?"

"Not bad~" Uchiha Haru took out the mask given by the Noh actor, put it on Mirai Hiroto's face, and patted the forehead vigorously.

Suddenly his face was covered by something, and Mirai Hiroto subconsciously wanted to tear it off, but Uchihaji took a picture of it directly facing the mask, which interrupted his original movement of raising his head, and hit the back of his head on the ground, making him dizzy for a while.

"It hurts..."

Shouting, he covered the back of his head, took off the mask and looked at it, and found that it was just an ordinary Noh mask, then put it back on again, but the direction was shifted a bit, hanging on the side, "Souvenir? "

"Yeah..." Uchihaji nodded and shrugged, "But the Noh drama crew will have more twists and turns."

Hiroto Mirai knew that the fourth prince who was involved in the matter had brought Uchihaji to watch a Noh play. The Noh play crew and the theater would definitely be subject to supervision. If it was just an ordinary play, it would be a waste of time, but If something is really found out, then the whole crew of the Noh drama must be finished.

In this era, in addition to master-apprentice inheritance, the Noh theater group also has family inheritance. This time, Uchiha Haragi went to see the family-inherited Noh theater group.

"It's almost the same as Zhu Jiuzu..." Mirai Yuto murmured, grabbed Uchiha Haru's arm, pulled him down to rest together, and talked about the information he found today.

"The Fifth Prince and the Third Prince obviously know about the Fourth Prince's affairs, or in other words, they just want to find out where the eldest prince's criminal evidence is."

Uchihaji didn't have any surprises about this, "The fourth prince wants to grasp the evidence and win life, but unfortunately, he has long been targeted by his son."

Glancing at Uchiha Haru, Mirai Hiroto leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Daichi has checked, and the northwestern and western ninjas in the city are very strong."

"To the west..." Uchiha Haru tilted his head, pressed his paw on Mirai Yuuto's face, and said with a smile, "Let's go to the harem tomorrow~"

"No, I'm not going, the third prince invited me to be a guest~" Mirai Hiroto denied Uchihaji's invitation, took out the invitation letter from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "I'll have tea with the third prince, you go Hooking up with Mrs. Daming, how good is the distribution and cooperation!"

"It's as if I'm going to do something." Uchihaji glanced at Mirai Hiroto in disgust, but did not raise any objections to this decision.

The next day

Just as Uchihaji thought, just as he was sending away the future Yuuto who was going to drink tea at the third prince's mansion, the lady official who came from the palace sent an invitation from Mrs. Daimyo.

Naturally, he went to the appointment happily, and did not forget to put on the Luoshui City dress to show his respect.

Walking in the palace garden full of flowers and walking through the winding road, Uchihaji finally saw the legendary daimyo wife.

Mrs. Daming held a juniper fan, and her luxurious twelve-single body made her look even smaller. Her pretty face was covered with delicate makeup, and there was a hint of sadness in her deep black eyes. She let the petals in her palm fall to the ground. On the ground, holding the wine glass again, spilled the wine, and then slowly got up.

Accompanied by her standing up, the ornaments adorning the bun shook, and there was a soft, clear and pleasant sound. Mrs. Daimyo nodded slightly towards Uchiha Haru, and then led the female officer to the pavilion on the lake not far away.

Her steps are a bit heavy, every step makes a sound, and the step shakes constantly. The butterfly decoration on it seems to be flying away, but she is imprisoned here, lonely and sad, writing a tragic song for fate.

Uchihaji followed her and finally sat down on the chair.

Find a more comfortable position and sit firmly, and when you look up again, all the maids around are dismissed, only Yu Uchihaji, Mrs. Daimyo and a female official, as for the hidden guards in the dark, that's another matter.

"Wow~" Uchihaji looked directly at Mrs. Daimyo and let out an exaggerated exclamation.

Mrs. Daming twitched her eyelashes slightly, her eyes moved slightly, and said with a light smile, "I don't know what Izumi is exclaiming?"

"Naturally, it's beautiful," Uchihaji said with a wink and said with a smile, "Nan Yun doesn't have such stunning beauty. When a hundred flowers bloom, the peony is indeed the most beautiful."

These words are really pleasing to the heart, Mrs. Daming heard the code words in his words, she gently stroked the hair hanging down her shoulders with her slender fingers, and inadvertently swiped up the peony flowers in full bloom, under the gorgeous colors, the blue butterfly Precarious, never deviated.

"Although the peony is beautiful, it is not as good as the clear powder of the peach blossom. Fresh and unique is the best."

Uchihaji stared intently at the bun on her bun, shook his head and said, "Small freshness is certainly special, but it is not as elegant as the gorgeous peony, how can a butterfly escape such a strong charm? "

Being coaxed by Uchiha Haru's words, a smile flashed in Mrs. Daming's eyes, "I have heard that Izumi Shiko is a sensible person, and seeing him now, it is indeed so."

"Ma'am, I'm sorry." Uchihaji knew that he had passed the "little test" of Mrs. Daimyo, and said modestly, "How can I really understand the existence of things like this? It's just from the heart. That's all."

Mrs. Daming raised her juniper fan upwards, squinted her eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "It's good that you act from your heart. I don't know what happened to Izumi Shizi's heart and where did it go?"

Uchihaji tilted his head, "Shouldn't you ask Madam?"

These words successfully pleased Mrs. Daming, her eyes were bent, and she smiled, "I wonder if there are any beautiful flowers in Luoshui City?"

"It must be a hydrangea." Uchihaji followed the topic of Mrs. Daimyo's topic without hesitation. "In the cold winter, the gorgeous colors quietly found among the bushes are really amazing."

He changed his voice, and then slowly talked about the flowers he saw in the city yesterday afternoon, "However, the plumerias in this city are also unique, petite and cute, embellishing the world."

Mrs. Daming's smile finally came into her eyes. There was enough information in the few words, and both of them understood each other's meaning.

Just as Uchihaji thought, Mrs. Daming, as the Princess of the Sun Country and the Lady of the Morning Country, is indeed in a dilemma. She is unwilling to abandon her husband and son, and will not allow any bastard to take their status, but she is worried about the future. The coming of the country is menacing, and it can't stop the future of destruction.

Both hydrangea and frangipani are flowers that imply hope, and they both imply the hope that Mrs. Daimyo thinks in her heart. Perhaps, this is also the hope that Daimyo of the Kingdom of Dawn thinks about.

Both of them fell into silence. After a while, Mrs. Daming opened her mouth again and waved towards the lake with a smile, signaling the fifth prince who was standing there at some time to come over.

The fifth prince walked over calmly, and after saluting, he called out: "Mother, why did you call my son here...?"

Mrs. Daming grabbed the fifth prince's hand, pulled him over, stroked his face, and whispered, "Jun Hao..."

"Yes, mother." Jun Hao replied.

Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Daimyo's eyes became sharp, and she asked Uchihaji: "If there is anything you want in Luoshui City, please feel free to mention it."

Uchihaji tilted his head, and asked naturally, "I want the title deed of Nanga District, is that okay?"

Mrs. Daming narrowed her eyes slightly, "Nanhe District?"

"Yes, the area in the mountains." Uchihaji made a gesture, and he knew very well that Mrs. Daimyo understood what he meant.

I understand that what Osamu Uchiha said actually does not include the capital, but refers to the Nanga Mountain that is said to be haunted by Kyuubi, which is also the source of the Nanga River. Said to be an important place, is the most important source of water resources.

She was silent and asked, "Can you guarantee that no one will know about this title deed?"

"It is impossible for no one to know, but it will not be announced to the world for at least ten years." Uchihaji said the truth very seriously.

This sentence is enough, Mrs. Daming unconsciously increased the strength of holding Junhao's wrist, but quickly relaxed, took a deep breath, pushed Junhao in front of Uchihaji, and said in a deep voice:

"The crown prince will be established in the future, so I would like to invite Hequan Shizi to leave tomorrow, and Jun Hao will please."

Jun Hao who was "entrusted":? ? ?

"It doesn't matter if you become a book boy for me?" Uchihaji blinked and asked back.

Mrs. Daming has made up her mind, and naturally there will be no change, "Being born here, and dying here, after Jun Hao is the only hope of the Dawn Kingdom."

Jun Hao understood what Mrs. Daming meant, and immediately widened his eyes, exclaiming: "Mother!!!"

Mrs. Daming completely ignored Junhao, stared at Uchihaji and said in a deep voice: "It is enough to leave the blood of the kingdom of morning!"

Uchihaji sighed, and his tone jumped out:

"Of course! Brother Junhao is so cute, of course I will take good care of him, not to mention he is still my bookboy~"

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