[Naruto] The political value of the founding group is full!

The cramped space is full of books, and the stacks of books are as high as the roof of the shed. It looks like it will not fall down, leaving only a path for one person to pass sideways, just like the "line of sky" canyon described in geography textbooks.Hardcover books with red background and gold letters are densely arranged on the shelf, and the eyes hurt a little after reading for a long time.

The black-haired boy in a pure black collared school uniform stood in front of the bookshelves, pondered for a moment, and stretched out his hand to one of them.

""The Destruction of Muto"—do you want to buy this book?" A golden head suddenly poked over, and the raised tail of hair blocked his sight.

"Just looking at it." The hand retracted instantly.

"Oh, I have this at home, I can borrow it from you. My dad likes this kind of historical novels very much. He has collected all the books written by Masasumi Hinata."

Hearing a certain name, the black-haired boy frowned imperceptibly.

"By the way, this Hinata can really write, scripts, essays, academic monographs... Do you think she doesn't do anything every day, and the light and shadow clones write books together?" The golden retriever patted the dust on his hand, and was choked by the dust again. Sneezed.

Passing the wrapping paper to him with disgust, the young man pondered his vocabulary: "Naruto, do you... like Hinata too?"

"Me? I don't know her, so I can't say whether I like her or not. However, if there are fewer articles about her in the Chinese reading questions, I might like her hahaha——" Naruto laughed.

"My brother thinks highly of her, and he has recommended many of her books to me..." Hearing his ambiguous reply, the young man felt relieved.

"But?" Ice blue eyes looked straight over, "Sasuke, you seem to have other ideas."

The old electric light clicked and dimmed a lamp post.

Naruto just looks heartless, but in fact he has deep thoughts and a keen mind, and he can't hide anything from him.

Sasuke took out the book casually, and flipped through it holding his breath, avoiding his piercing eyes: "I don't have a good impression of this person."

"Ah? Why?"

On the title page was a blurry map of the continent printed with decades-old technology, and Sasuke pointed to the location of the Land of Fire: "How was Konoha's strength during the first five-nation summit meeting?"

"Gross national product is the sum of other countries on the mainland. We have three tailed beasts working for us. We have the most developed industrial system and transportation network in the world... My dad also said that the military power at that time was enough to support Konoha and two Great powers go to war—in short, they are very strong.”

"Yeah, when other countries were still slowly developing their farming economy, Konoha was already far ahead in all aspects, and the situation was even more favorable than it is now, right." Sasuke touched the country of vortex on the map.

"I don't think that their aerospace technology was not very good at that time. They finally launched a spaceship, and it disintegrated when it landed on the moon." Naruto pulled out his swirl pattern pendant and compared it with the pattern on the picture.

"That is a material defect, an objective factor, and at that time other countries hadn't even built an airplane; but if due to some subjective reasons, artificially restricting the country's development is obviously very problematic."

The yellow hair swayed as he nodded: "Well... I probably understand what you mean, and I have always felt that some of Hinata's views seem a bit... harming oneself and benefiting others."

"Also, I can't understand why she proposes a disarmament policy when her advantage is the most obvious. Many diplomatic issues that still plague us now can be directly and effectively resolved through military means at that time." Looking along the catalog Once again, feeling bored again, I simply put the book back where it was.

Naruto rested his chin with his hand: "I've read some documents—well, it's my dad's again—in fact, there were quite a few opposition voices in the government at that time, but she would always rely on the support of those four people to achieve what she wanted. desired result."

"Oligarchy."

"Yeah, it's not advisable now, but it must be. Fortunately, they are united. The problem is also because of their unity. It is difficult for other people's opinions to be adopted."

"This result makes people feel aggrieved. We obviously have the power, but we have to pretend to be harmless to humans and animals, and miss the only opportunity to expand our territory."

Naruto glanced at Sasuke's veined fist, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Ah, Naruto, Sasuke." Someone greeted lazily at the end of the bookshelf.

"Hey Shikamaru! Are you alone?" After turning on the welcome mode, the blue eyes flashed instantly.

Pineapple head swayed over with one hand in his pocket: "Ya and Dingci went to the convenience store, I have to meet them later."

Sasuke noticed that he was looking at him with a scrutiny, and when he looked up, his dead fish eyes were indifferent.

He absolutely overheard our conversation just now.

"What book did you buy?" Naruto tried to keep the person who said "it's nothing, please let me go back and lie down".

He withdrew his hand and set aside a few booklets that were about to fall apart: "Shogi game records."

"Wow, Konoha was published in three years, an antique!"

"Yeah." Shikamaru looked like he was about to turn around and leave, but he looked at Naruto's expression, and he had no choice but to continue, "I can't find it online, so I can only come here to search. Just look carefully. , There are many good books in the second-hand bookstore."

"Oh oh oh so? Then I should buy some cookbooks for mom and go back to save dad's stomach! Thank you Shikamaru!" Naruto disappeared at the other end of the bookshelf.

"No—" Shikamaru opened his mouth, then closed it, as if he was too lazy to finish the rest.

Sasuke nodded at him and stepped in Naruto's direction.

"I don't agree with your point of view." The tone was uncharacteristically serious.

Sasuke turned his head abruptly, and the boy with the braids had already stood up straight.

"It's not an appropriate idea to yearn for war in a peaceful age." His expression was extremely serious.

"Powerful countries are entitled to use tough measures, and policies that are too soft will become their own shackles."

The two stared at each other without flinching, their swords drawn, like a young stag confronting a goshawk in a canyon.

Before today, Sasuke had never discovered that this classmate who had always been lazy had a sharp side, and he was completely different from the guy who usually slept in class.

"Grandpa, is there something wrong with this recipe? What kind of pot can cook fifty catties of sweet potatoes at a time?" Naruto's energetic voice came.

"In the past, the large iron pots and firewood stoves used in the countryside used shovels as frying spoons." The inarticulate answer was accompanied by a cough.

"That's it—sit down and drink some water."

"Ahem, cough, you children, I can't see you now. When I was young, I almost fell into that pot..." The owner of the second-hand bookstore began to talk about the past.

When he came back to his senses, Shikamaru had already returned to his carefree and decadent look.Sasuke also couldn't bring up the excitement just now.

"You are actually quite sensible, but you are just imagining what would happen if the policy was changed decades ago." Shikamaru picked at the damaged cover in boredom, "I have seen a lot of people on the Internet who want to call the capital of the country of water tomorrow. As for the cynics, talk to them, it’s justifiable.”

"If you want to fight now, you should join the army. There are a lot of frictions at the border, which is enough for them to fight. But a group of people who don't even think it's hard to stand guard may only dare to talk about it online." One country, two wisdoms.

"As for your idea, I have a suggestion, I hope you can listen to it." His expression calmed down.

"Okay, you say."

"I hope you go to the Martyrs Cemetery. After arriving at the memorial monument we visited in elementary school, you walk a few hundred meters to the woods behind it. There are some things there, you should take a look."

The author has something to say: aka "The Hawk"