Qianye temporarily put down the urgent matters at hand.
Uchiha Hakura quickly walked to the wall, took off the god-god robe hanging on the hook for Qianye, and presented the god-god robe with both hands.
"Hokage-sama."
Qianye took the imperial robe with a white background and red edges and put it on neatly.
The five characters "Fifth Generation Hokage" are printed on the back, shining brightly in the sun.
The breeze blows, blowing the red flame pattern on the hem of the imperial robe, like a blazing sea of fire.
Nara Shikaku came to the door, leaned down and opened the office door for Qianye.
"Hokage-sama, please!"
The light and shadow pass through the window, paving a path of uncertain light and darkness for Qianye.
Qianye walked firmly on this road, with light and darkness intertwined.
His shadow was cast, lengthened by the warm sunlight, and finally occupied the entire road.
Nara Shikaku and Uchiha Kagura looked at Qianye's back eagerly, and for some reason, they became inexplicably excited.
It was as if I had witnessed the beginning of a legend with my own eyes.
The two took a deep breath and quickly followed Qianye, like guards.
...
Qianye appeared on the roof of the Hokage Building. Looking around, he could see crowds of people everywhere.
These are all his 'people'.
Every move he makes will directly affect the fate of these people.
This is power and responsibility.
"Hello everyone, my name is Uchiha Chiya."
As Qianye's voice sounded, the noisy crowd who were slightly closer subconsciously looked up.
I saw a young man wearing a white imperial robe standing on the roof of the Hokage Building.
He has long black hair hanging down naturally, a handsome face, a cold temperament, and a slender demeanor. Under the sunlight, the white of his godly robe shines, making Qianye look like an immortal who has stepped into reality from mythology.
"After being appointed by the daimyo to become the fifth Hokage of Konoha, this is the first time I have met you."
Logically speaking, after being appointed by the daimyo, a ceremony and celebration should be held immediately.
However, Qianye faced too many things after taking the position.
One thing after another, there is not much time and no spare time.
Moreover, the villagers were dissatisfied with him overthrowing the Sarutobi regime, so it was better to slow down and let it go.
"Today is a good day."
Qianye's voice was calm and gentle, as if there was some kind of magic power that made the residents of Konoha involuntarily focus on him.
When people look at Qianye, they can't help but feel a sense of unreality.
The fifth generation Hokage they saw was very different from the fifth generation they imagined.
Even if they have heard about the age of the Fifth Hokage, they still can't help but fantasize about wild paintings.
Not to mention having three heads and six arms, he is at least a brutal man with big eyes, a big mouth, a burly body and bulging muscles.
I never thought that the Fifth Hokage would be such a handsome young man.
People are all visual animals. A good appearance and good appearance can easily win the favor of others.
People's sense of Qianye has become a little better.
"Sunagakure Village surrendered under our feet, and their fourth generation Kazekage and advisor elders became our prisoners!
Thanks to the bloody battles of me and the soldiers who went on the expedition, the Fourth Kazekage signed the "Treaty of Kisa" in Sunagakure Village!
I can assure you that this treaty will bring new changes to the lives of each of us.
Everyone will be a beneficiary of this treaty!"
Spiritually, materially.
Both.
Qianye's voice became deeper: "But again, today is an unfortunate day."
"Kirigakure, Iwagakure, and Kumogakure consider us Konoha to be fat meat on the chopping board and lambs to be slaughtered in the butcher's hands. They declared war on us without any sense of morality!"
Qianye's words are like the eve of a storm.
The dark clouds were low, the wind was howling, and everyone felt the silent depression.
"What a ridiculous reason given for us to refuse their request!"
"What do they want from us?" Qianye asked, glancing around and seeing people thinking along the lines of the questions he raised.
What exactly do these ninja villages ask for?
Qianye pursed his lips, his eyes were like daggers, and his expression was stern, and he gave the answer:
“They asked us to kneel on the ground, bow our heads and apologize to the executioners who murdered our relatives and friends!
They ask us to kneel on the ground and hand over the wealth we have worked so hard to accumulate with our hands!
They asked us to kneel on the ground and hand over our wives, daughters and families so that they could be raped and humiliated!
They demand that we kneel on the ground and hand over the secret ninjutsu that our ancestors developed with great pains and danger!"
Qianye's voice was like a volcano about to erupt, filled with intense anger:
"They think that I am Hiruzen Sarutobi and will give in and compromise again!
Anyway, the interests of Konoha are not my interests, let alone the interests of the Uchiha clan."
"But they were wrong! How wrong!"
Qianye raised his right fist, like a hammer hitting the ground, and said loudly:
"I, Uchiha Senya, am not Hiruzen Sarutobi, and my Uchiha clan is not even Sarutobi clan!"
"Compromise, give in? These two words have never been in our life dictionary!"
Qianye paused and continued to ask: "Why is there Konoha?"
Both ninjas and ordinary people are thinking about this problem.
"Because of war, because of turmoil, because each of us is a victim of this cruel world."
“58 years ago, even children under the age of 8 would pick up weapons and fight with others to die in the wilderness.
At that time, the average life expectancy was less than 23 years, and death and pain became the only melody in the memory of our ancestors."
"Until Uchiha Madara, the ancestor of our Uchiha clan, and Senju Hashirama, the ancestor of the Senju clan, decided to join forces to end this chaotic era."
"They put aside the thousand-year-old feud between the two clans and worked together to create the Ninja Village. The ancestor of our clan, Uchiha Madara, named our community Konoha."
"He hoped that people living on this land could be like leaves, supported by tree trunks and nourished by tree roots, absorbing sunlight and blowing breeze, and living in a world without war."
"People are born, old, sick and die, and leaves are withered, yellow and green. He hopes that the people living here can pass on this from generation to generation.
The fallen dead leaves will become nutrients for the big trees, nourishing the growth of new green leaves."
"After the successful establishment of Konoha, ninjas and ordinary people in the surrounding areas who were tired of the fighting and war chose to go to Konoha and settle here."
"With the joint efforts of everyone, Konoha has developed from a barren land to the prosperity it is today."