[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

Senju Tobirama has always admired people who are self-aware.On the battlefield, a person with self-awareness will not act impulsively, and a calm mind will increase the chance of survival for him and his companions; when dealing with affairs, a person with self-awareness will not take over everything, and will not do things beyond the scope of ability. , rarely brings trouble and loss to others.

But Tobirama's current employer, the daimyo, doesn't seem to be a self-aware person at all.Not long after the two met for the first time, he almost died as a decoy; he had no ability to protect himself, but he wanted to show off his strength and win over the various ninja clans; the financial and military powers were all divided up by the family elders, but he actually did not seize power. Instead, he went to the fields to be a farmer.

However, it was hard for Tobirama to dislike him no matter what.

"Can you see any difference between here and elsewhere?"

"Huh-huh?" Tobirama came back to his senses and saw the daimyo spreading his fingers and shaking them in front of his eyes.

Peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountain front. It was a picturesque scene, but no one appreciated it.The spring rain dampened their temples, and the ground under their feet became increasingly muddy, with annoying clumps of catkins stuck to the puddles.The river rose slowly but surely, washing away the crooked trees on both sides.The peach blossom petals were knocked off by the rain and swept into the whirlpool by the rapids. Once they sank into the muddy water, they could never rise to the surface again.

Tobirama had to raise his voice: "...I'm sorry, what did you just say?"

"I said that the old farmers in the surrounding villages told me that there used to be a canal here!" The daimyo pointed to the uneven river bank. "It is said that it was built 300 years ago during the reign of Emperor Go-Fukakusa, but it has been neglected in recent decades. , gradually blocked by sediment.

"Originally, this canal could connect the tributaries of the Shinano River and the Gray River, balancing the water levels in the north and south, reducing the chance of floods, and also irrigating the farmland along the canal. It was one of the great good governance during the reign of Mamoru of the Fire Country.

"If this canal is reused, irrigation and drainage work in rice fields will be much easier, and the distance farmers have to travel to get water to irrigate their fields will be greatly shortened..."

Tobirama looked carefully, trying to see some abnormalities in the jagged river bank.He vaguely felt that the position of some rocks was a little special, so he held his hat and stepped forward. The wind and rain soon fascinated his eyes.

"You found out—pop—" the daimyo's shout of surprise ended abruptly.

Tobirama looked back and saw that the golden man's right foot was stuck in the mud puddle, and his whole body was slapped face down on the muddy ground.Tobirama ignored the mud on his raincoat and hurriedly helped him up: "Your Highness?"

"It's okay." The daimyo said dully, covering his nose, reaching out to pick up the wooden clogs from the pit and put them on his feet. "Did you find something special?" He stood up with Tobirama's support.

The two walked to the water's edge and looked up against the river.Tobirama pointed to the arrangement of rocks: "There seems to be a man-made water channel here."

The daimyo wiped his face: "This concave shape... is a sluice! If the water channel extends from there... it will probably be right under our feet!"

He forgot about the pain and stared at Tobirama expectantly: "Can you open it with water escape? It happens to be the flood season now, and the river flows very fast and has great momentum."

Tobirama shook his head: "To complete it alone, the amount of chakra required would be too much. I'm not that strong."

"Aren't you a sea escape ninja?" the daimyo muttered.

"what?"

"No, it's nothing, I'm just confused." The daimyo patted Tobirama's shoulder and motioned for him to turn around, "Let's walk along this canal, see where it extends, and calculate the length, approximate depth, How much earthwork is there? Then you calculate how many ninjas are needed to help you, whether you need water or earth escape, and how many days it will take to complete... Let's do a project cost estimate - ah no, make a plan."

Listening to the daimyo's talk, Tobirama curled up his lips.

It's really hard for me to dislike him.

The spring clouds refuse to clear up, and the spring rain interrupts people's walking.Kinoshita Hanjiro's courtyard is particularly inconspicuous under layers of rain clouds. People in the hut sit around the fire pit, sharing fragrant bean porridge and sipping hot taro soup.

The daimyo raised the empty pottery bowl in his hand: "Give me another bowl, thank you."

"Okay!" Qiudao Zhuangma bounced happily and went to the pot to fill him with a full spoonful.

"So His Highness and you have found the ditch?" Hashirama asked his younger brother, "You have been in the rain for so long before you come back. We almost had to send people to find it."

Tobirama swallowed the food and raised his hand to wipe his mouth: "I found it, but if you want to completely determine its location and direction, you need to use Earth Escape-"

"——So I decided to wait until the rain stops before starting work." Daimyo answered.He slurped down the third bowl of bean porridge, still feeling that he was still unsatisfied. He stuck out his tongue and licked the bowl until it was shiny. Then he took out his handkerchief and wiped his lips: "Thank you for your hospitality."

Kinoshita's grandfather and grandson were fine, as the ninjas and other surnames all looked at his actions in stunned silence.Isn't he a well-educated high-ranking samurai?I didn't see him eating like he was fighting when he was in Saga City?Did he come to farm to become a real farmer from the inside out?

The daimyo noticed everyone's gazes and coughed: "Well, I can't get enough to eat in the city." Date Masamune, who made pickles, natto, boiled vegetables with water every day, didn't have any oil or water at all, and didn't care about having enough rice. His fiefdom was less than 50 koku. Even if you want to eat fresh sardines until you are full, who would have thought that even a million-ton bureaucrat would go hungry.

"Tell me about the completion of your mission."

Hashirama raised his hand happily in response to the strange request of the daimyo before, and grabbed the first opportunity to speak: "Although Mu Dun can't help everyone grow food, it is very efficient in loosening the soil! Give me three more days, all plans The ground inside can be loosened!"

He scratched his head: "But... I don't think the scene of activating the wooden escape is scary? Why are the farmers who are watching the ninjutsu so happy and crying?"

The frosty leaves in the mountain crossed their legs, leaning forward and back together in an awkward position: "Because when your wood drilled out of the ground and sprouted green leaves, they thought that you had cast a spell on the plant and could grow on its own; but as a result, your wood drilled back into the ground again, The green leaves wither, and they think that the vitality of the plant has been overstretched by you, and nothing will grow in the ground."

"Ah!" Hashirama was shocked, "The misunderstanding has become big!"

Nara Shikaji still raised his hand in response to the daimyo's strange request and said: "Masanori and I have explained it to you. Next time, you can serve some snacks yourself."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hashirama rushed to sit in front of them.

The daimyo nodded: "The task was completed very well. We should also pay attention to other aspects. Remember to learn from experience and lessons and contact the masses more and explain our policies to them. Next."

Madara hesitated and said: "The ash fertilizers such as plant ash and rice husk ash were processed with fire escape, and they were put into clay pots for storage before it rained, but..."

He took a deep breath: "Maybe we still haven't mastered the 'heat' you mentioned."

Izuna rested her elbows on her knees and held her face in her hands: "I only failed the first time and covered the samurai uncle with charcoal dust. Then I succeeded every time."

He pointed to his cheek: "As an aside, Your Highness, half of your face and neck are covered in mud. Do you really not need to wash it off?"

"No, this is actually my newly discovered beauty clay, which is good for the skin." Dai Ming was stunned and said seriously.

"So it wasn't accidentally applied when I fell face down? Then why is there a blood scab under my nose? Is it also a cosmetic method?"

"I-I haven't fallen down yet. It's a beauty method passed down from Africa. The elephants and rhinos there use this method to protect their skin."

"Ah, I found that I couldn't change the topic, so I just started making up random things."

Tobirama couldn't bear it anymore: "Hurry up and get down to business! Everyone!"

Izuna and Yamanaka Shuangye said "cut" at the same time.

The daimyo secretly wiped the bottom of his nose, which made his middle part even redder: "After the rain stops, distribute the plant ash to each village. The task is completed. It's a good job. Next."

"The wood for making farm tools has been cut down, and the first batch has been transported back." Nara Shikaji glanced at the frosty leaves in the mountains, "But this guy insisted on trying to transport it by water, and ended up encountering Kawami water thieves. , and he accidentally turned the water pirate leader's mind away, which almost caused a melee."

"Shuangye, your transportation idea is good, but how come you always turn your back on others for various reasons?" Dai Ming complained.

Yamanaka Shuangye knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head: "I'm really sorry for using magic to occupy other people's bodies without permission and causing trouble to you and the victim!"

Nara Shikaji raised his hand: "Masanori and I have explained it to the water pirate leader for you. You can serve some snacks yourself next time."

"Don't you feel tired after saying the same lines so many times?" Daimyo complained again.

"Okay, get up," he waved his hand, "Sooner or later the water thieves will have to be dealt with, ah no, the management, it's okay to have some grudges in advance. After the rain stops, I will send more guards to transport the wood with you. It’s better to take the water route, and take note of the conditions of the water villages along the way. Toramaru, you go with them.”

"Yes. I would like to report that in the past few days, several of the samurai I am responsible for supervising have frequent contacts with Miwu. Do you want to warn them?" Toramaru's eyes were blazing.

The daimyo pondered for a moment and smiled contemptuously: "No need. You only need to go deep into the details of the rice house. If you have any requests or changes, you must make them immediately. The ninjas around me are at your disposal."

"Yes!" Toramaru saluted seriously.

Ranmaru and Canan stepped forward hand in hand: "This is the name of the household owner of each piece of land in the six villages and three territories registered according to your request, the inverse number of the land, the four to four, and the three land levels of upper, middle and lower."

"Thank you for your hard work." The daimyo carefully put away the incomplete version of "Fish Scale Album", held their hands tightly, and nodded heavily.

Both Ranmaru and Kanan's eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles under their eyes.Statistical data is not an easy task in this era. After seeing their trivial and complicated work with their own eyes, the ninjas were all in awe, and their views on them changed greatly.

A hundred enemies on the battlefield must be tempered with blood, and the talents of internal affairs in the court must be tempered with tablets. They are all heroes of the world, why should we look down on each other?

"Kinoshita, I have occupied your residence these days and caused you trouble." The daimyo did not forget to thank Hanjiro.

The Kinoshita family members hurriedly lowered their heads and saluted: "I don't dare to accept it. I despise my shabby house. If I have been negligent, please forgive me."

"You don't have to be so polite, get up quickly," the daimyo helped the two of them up, squatted down and took his grandson's hand, "Kingo, are you taking good medicine these days?"

The child didn't answer, but took out his little hand, ran behind his grandfather and tugged on his clothes, looking at the daimyo timidly with only one eye exposed.

Anyone who had a younger brother present was adorable by this scene.So when Kinoshita Hanjiro pulled Kingo out and lectured him, "Be polite to the Lord! Don't be a boring gourd like your mother, answer quickly!" Hashira Madara Toizumi and several others all cast dissatisfied looks.

"If the child doesn't want to, don't force him," the daimyo stopped Kinoshita in a kind (?) tone, "Seeing as he can run and jump, he should be recovering well."

Kinoshita Hanjiro looked at his grandson's big eyes that were covered with mist, and he couldn't bear to lower his raised palm: "Oh, this incompetent guy made you laugh."

The daimyo shook his head and said seriously: "Don't belittle your child like this. The child will remember your words and grow in that direction, and you won't have time to regret it by then. Just conform to his nature and teach him the most basic principles of life and social rules." , how to choose and choose is his business."

"You...your words are refreshing to me." Kinoshita was stuck for a long time and finally managed to find a suitable reply.

It's probably "shocked".The ninjas and minors present here have experienced countless daimyo's eccentricities, and can now calmly communicate with their eyes.

Hashirama and Madara looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Everyone chatted casually for a few more words. The daimyo walked to the door and looked at the dark sky: "Hey, why doesn't the rain stop? How about you use some Wind Release and Thunder Release to disperse the clouds?"

Madara said expressionlessly: "First of all, we can't fly."

Tobirama added very strictly: "The above."

"You can drive a Gundam, open a wooden Buddha, and conquer space, but you still say you can't fly?" the daimyo muttered again.

"By the way, Your Highness," Shanzhong Shuangye was bored and raised his hand again, "Didn't you say you want us to practice fighting? This month is almost over, but we only did some farm work."

Even Hyuga Masanori helped: "Well, I feel like I'm rusty in training."

"Yes, your highness, your bones are about to soften!" Hashirama was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

Madara and Izuna's dark eyes were filled with fighting spirit: "Let us have a fight and make up for our shortcomings in the competition."

Although the remaining people did not speak, their longing eyes had already confirmed their thoughts.

The daimyo didn't look back, he still stood at the door looking at the rain curtain and stretched out his hand to catch the water droplets. "No, it's still far from enough."