Muchuan City is a large city in the northeast of the Country of Fire. It is located at a transportation hub and has a prosperous economy.
In the morning, the city was busy with traffic, and Chinese warrior traders were walking through the streets, some to kill time, some to live, and some just to live.
In the center of the town, a two-wheeled carriage drove out from the side door of the city lord's palace. There were eight sword-wielding warriors guarding the carriage on the left and right.
The carriage has the emblem of the Muchuan clan on both sides, so it is rampant on the streets and everyone is afraid to avoid it.
The Muchuan clan is a great local noble in the Country of Fire. During the Warring States Period, the Muchuan clan was still the name of a small country. Later, it integrated into the Country of Fire and became a powerful and powerful local noble in the north.
The current city lord is named Muchuanze. He is a kind-hearted old man who cannot see the suffering in the world and cannot bear to see beggars. Therefore, there is not a single beggar in the prosperous Muchuan City.
The carriage walked in the middle of the avenue, and after crossing most of the city, it arrived at the city gate.
Under the fawning smiles of the city guards, the carriage passed through the city gate and went outside the city.
One mile outside the city, there is a small abandoned temple, where many homeless people and beggars make it their home, barely sheltering from the wind and rain.
The official road where the carriage was traveling was only about ten meters away from the ruined temple. It happened to be morning, and many homeless and beggars who were able to move came out of the temple, trying their best to survive for a few more days.
A sharp-eyed beggar saw a carriage approaching not far away. Some people were delighted and wanted to go forward to beg, but were held back by people around them.
The man pointed to the emblem on the side door of the carriage and shook his head.
After being reminded, the beggar who was about to come forward to beg also recognized the Muchuan family, with a look of fear on his face and did not dare to take another step.
The sensible and experienced refugee beggars had dispersed and left, leaving only a few refugees who had just arrived here and had never seen any lessons. They could not hold back their extremely hungry stomachs, so they braved their courage and stepped forward carefully, approaching the official road.
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The eight warriors guarding the carriage dared to step forward when they saw a bold untouchable! Worried about staining the young master's eyes, many warriors had already placed their right hands on the hilts of their swords.
"Don't dirty the young master's eyes, just drive him away." The leader of the warriors whispered.
After nodding, two young warriors walked towards the untouchables.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a boy about eleven or twelve years old stuck his head out and looked forward.
"Young Master, they are just some untouchables. I have ordered people to drive them away." The leader of the warriors walked to the carriage and whispered.
The young man shook his head and said no.
Praising his young master's kindness, the leading warrior called back the two young warriors.
The carriage continued forward and came to the front of the refugees who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
The boy picked up the porcelain plate with snacks from the car and threw the snacks out one by one.
When these hungry beggars saw food, they rushed forward like mad dogs to grab it.
Watching these refugees snatching food, the young man found it extremely interesting. None of his dogs had ever snatched food like this.
Throwing the snacks outward one by one, some were thrown far away, and some were thrown to the side. The boy was like teasing an animal, and he laughed more and more happily.
The groom driving the carriage also had the foresight to slow down the forward speed to let the young master have a good time.
Not far away, the refugees who had dispersed earlier saw that the newcomers actually wanted food. They couldn't help but rushed forward, kowtowed to the carriage, and prayed for some food to survive.
The snacks in his hand were about to be thrown away, and the young man was about to turn around to get another plate, but his eyes happened to meet a homeless man who had just kowtowed and raised his head to beg for food, and saw a dark and dirty face.
The boy felt inexplicably nauseated, and suddenly lost interest in feeding. He withdrew his head and put down the curtain.
Why do these beasts have to look like humans? It’s really off-putting!
"An eyesore!"
The displeased voice of the young man came from inside the car. After hearing the order, the samurai drew their swords without any hesitation. Their expressions ranged from indifference, to a sinister smile, to in disgust as they rushed towards the refugees who were still kowtowing.
The groom quickly increased his speed, fearing that the voices and blood of these untouchables would affect the young master's mood.
A moment later, the carriage had driven hundreds of meters away, and all eight warriors sheathed their swords, leaving only corpses lying on the ground.
Pumbaa!
The sound of things hitting the ground came from the city lord's mansion and the city lord's study, causing the servants guarding outside to lower their heads in fear.
Ever since the incident happened in the capital, the mood of the city lord has become increasingly uncertain day by day.
The Lord of the City, who is usually quite nice to his servants, has become increasingly harsh and irritable in recent days. Several unlucky people who have no eyesight have been beaten to death just for trivial matters, and their families have also been sent away.
He visited the art museum and mine run by the Muchuan family.
Alas! I can no longer survive these days.
This is the most straightforward worry and fear that many servants have in their hearts.
"This is too much! You are not letting us live!" He kicked away the pen holder that had fallen to the ground. City Lord Mu Chuanze waved a letter in his hand with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to bite people.
Mu Chuanze was one of the nobles who had good relations with the Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen. After the attack in the capital and the incident involving the daimyo and many central nobles, this thirty-year-old, relatively smart city lord, instinctively felt
wrong.
Konoha may have greater ambitions. The new Fourth Hokage may want to be the only Jade in this country, and he will take a big name instead.
This discovery made Mu Chuanze not only feel a little worried and scared, but also saw an opportunity in it, an opportunity for the family to take a further step.
Just like his grandfather's generation, when the first Hokage Senju Hashirama founded the Konoha Ninja Village and joined forces with the Fire Nation daimyo, he voluntarily gave up his status as a small country's daimyo and directly joined the Fire Nation as a gift to one country.
Mu Chuanze felt that the ambition and strength shown by Konoha this time might be an excellent opportunity for him to lead his family further.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When most of the nobles are still discussing and doubting Konoha, the Lord of the City, who considers himself smart, talented and extremely far-sighted, relies on himself and
The friendship established by Sarutobi Hiruzen sent his confidants to the Leaf Village with a secret letter written by himself.
In the letter, Muchawaze first recalled the good interactions between himself and Hiruzen Sarutobi in the past, and at the same time used gorgeous words to praise the talents and strategies of the third and fourth Hokages of Konoha.
After flattering him, Mu Chuanze expressed his absolute trust in Konoha Ninja Village in the last paragraph of his letter, and wanted to deepen the relationship between his family and Konoha, and asked for the possibility of further cooperation.
In Mu Chuanze's view, although Konoha's ninjas are powerful, they are not engaged in production and have neither manpower nor experience in local management.
Konoha is now taking advantage of the daimyo and seizing the power of the government. It must be troubled by the complicated things in the government and it is difficult to deal with them.
After all, construction and governance are always more difficult than destruction!
At this time, Konoha is definitely in urgent need of professional and trustworthy help.
Isn't the head of a great noble family in this place and the lord of a large northern city the best partner for cooperation?
As long as Konoha nods in agreement, he can immediately lead a systematic administrative team to the capital to replace the positions of the central nobles, stabilize the situation in Konoha, and govern the Fire Country.
This kind of cooperation can be described as a win-win situation. Konoha can stabilize the country's political affairs as soon as possible, and no longer be wasted by the complicated affairs of the government. He can lead his family to a higher level, from a local wealthy family to a central wealthy family, the country of fire.
The top nobility.
Unfortunately, things backfired. Sarutobi Hiruzen's reply not only broke Mu Chuanze's delusion, but also poured a basin of chilling ice water on his head.
Split the family, report the property, hand over the land...
What is Konoha trying to do? Do they want to make enemies of all nobles?
The hard work of more than ten generations of my family has brought us step by step to where we are today. Why should we hand it over?
My Muchuan family is a noble family given by heaven, with extremely noble blood. A group of vulgar and despicable ninjas actually want our land and money. This is simply contrary to heaven!
These bastards in Konoha are just barbarians who don't understand etiquette, a group of naked bandits!
My Muchuan family has been ruling this place for nearly a thousand years. The people under our rule have received our kindness and are grateful and supportive of the Muchuan clan. It is absolutely impossible for them to accept being ruled by a group of rude ninjas!
There was a hint of panic in his anger. This city lord who usually pays great attention to his appearance and always looks like he has pearls of wisdom in his possession, now has no calm and elegant etiquette in the past. Hidden in his rude curses is a sense of hatred.
The fear of Konoha's powerful force.
They don’t want us to live!
This chapter has been completed!