Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the earth, and the dim yellow light cast a warm feeling on people's bodies. After a day's toil, it was the time when people were exhausted and went home to have dinner with their relatives. extraordinary.

The civilians wore new clothes and walked out of the house happily with their children, preparing to participate in the night festival. The streets and alleys were full of small vendors shouting hard. Even Yoshiwara's wandering girls washed off their thick makeup and put on the most gorgeous costumes. Gather friends and wander through one jewelry or ready-to-wear store after another.

Since the morning, horse-drawn carriages from all over the world have been driving into the capital, but at dusk, there is still a long queue at the gate of the city.

The long wait made the horses sneeze restlessly, and the servants of the nobles trotted forward again and again to inquire about the news, but there were too many people entering the city, and their statuses were almost the same. Colleagues get out of the way.

The capital of the Land of Fire has always been prosperous, but even the annual grand festival pales in comparison to the grand occasion at this time.

Because today is the day when the new daimyo of the Land of Fire succeeds to the throne, the old era has come to an end, and a new sun will rise.

The people of the Land of Fire look forward to the new daimyo leading them to a better life, and other countries hope to take the opportunity to inquire about the daimyo's position. As the center of the entire continent, the eyes of the whole world are focusing on this.

As the focus of the entire continent, the newly appointed daimyo Liuyuan Zongwang frequently looked out of the door.

Seeing that the succession ceremony was about to begin, but that person hadn't come yet, Liu Yuan Zongwang's face became darker and darker.

He finally couldn't help but asked, "Has the person arrived yet?"

The little attendant who had just been transferred was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized who the daimyo was talking about. He replied with a look of longing: "Master Xingjian is weak and not suitable for long-distance travel. I guess he will be slower than others!"

Seeing that Daiming's face still didn't improve, the little attendant cleverly added, "Master Xingjian is the most kind and considerate, you are the elder brother, he will definitely not miss your coronation ceremony!"

I don't know which sentence hurt Liuyuan Zongwang's nerves, his face changed suddenly, and he scolded: "Get out!"

The ruddy face of the little attendant turned pale in an instant, and he looked at the daimyo in panic, and was stunned for a moment.

"I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me!" Liu Yuan Zongwang swept the glass bottle on the table to the ground with his backhand.

The sound of glass breaking made the little attendant's legs weak, and he scrambled out of the room.

The moment the door was closed, the sound of crackling things on the ground came out of the room accompanied by an angry roar, "What is he, why should he give me face, I am the daimyo, I am the daimyo..."

The little attendant didn't dare to listen any more, and quickly closed the door to escape from this place of right and wrong.

As the dusk fell, the tall city gate loomed in the night, and the samurai driving his car breathed a sigh of relief.

He reined in his horse, turned over and lifted a corner of the curtain, and subconsciously lowered his voice, "My lord, the capital is coming soon, why don't we rest here?"

Although it was autumn, it was very warm outside. People were wearing thin clothes, but the boy in the carriage had put on a heavy cloak early on. The white fox fur without a trace of variegated colors made his face made of jade even paler.

The samurai tried his best to block the possibility of the wind blowing into the compartment, but the boy still coughed violently.

He coughed so hard that his internal organs seemed to be spit out from his mouth in an instant. The doctor on the side glared at the samurai, poured a glass of water and put it in the boy's hand, and then stopped moving, waiting for him to calm down.

The young man managed to stop his cough, two touches of blush appeared on his pale cheeks, and his bloodless lips became glossy and rosy, just like a few red plums competing for spring in the white snow, the fragility reveals vitality, contradictory beauty No matter how many times you look at Li's appearance, you can't help but feel hot on your face.

Seeing that Liu Yuanxing wiped his lips clean with a handkerchief, the blood on the plain white handkerchief was so red that it was eye-catching, but everyone present looked familiar.

He took a sip of water to moisten his throat, seeing Ito squatting pitifully in front of the car door like a big dog who did something wrong, wishing he could block the wind coming in through the gap with his whole body, he couldn't help but smile, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry!"

Throat was dry, and he continued after a while: "The succession ceremony is probably over at this time, let's hurry up, it would be bad if we missed the banquet."

He had left enough time before departure, but he got sick again on the way, and the original ten-day journey was abruptly dragged into half a month. He hurried and hurried, and finally arrived here before the end of the banquet.

If you rest at this time, the hard work before will be in vain.

Ito hesitated, "But, your body..."

Noticing the firmness in the lord's eyes, he bowed, silently exited the carriage, and closed the curtains.

After a while, the car drove steadily towards the city gate.

In the center of the capital, in the banquet hall of the Daming Mansion, singing and singing, drinking and dancing.

Aristocrats, officials, ninjas, and envoys from other countries gathered together, all well-dressed, and the decorations on their bodies were so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The plainly dressed Hiruzaru Sarutobi, the third Hokage of Konoha Village, and Dan Shimura, who was wearing a sturdy aura, seemed out of place hiding in it, leaving a large area around them.

Danzo was having a good time. He found that no matter what they were doing, these pretending nobles would look at the door from time to time. He couldn't help but moved closer to Midai in wonder, "What are they looking at?"

The third generation was not in a hurry to answer Danzo's question, but glanced around the banquet first, "We should wait for that person, that person hasn't come yet!"

"that person?"

For a moment, Danzo couldn't think of who was the person who made all the big shots think about him.

"that is……"

Before the third generation finished speaking, they were interrupted by the excited voice of the attendant, "Young master has arrived, and Xingjian has arrived!"

boom!

The atmosphere of the banquet was pushed to the highest peak in an instant, and everyone no longer cared about being reserved, pushing and shoving towards the door, the anticipation on their faces was much more severe than when the daimyo spoke just now.

The daimyo's face was ugly to the naked eye, but except for the attendants who were still standing beside him, everyone's attention was outside the door at this time, and naturally no one came over to help him relieve his depression.

There was that ignorant person who squeezed towards the door among the crowd, and asked his partner beside him, "Who is Mr. Xingjian, what a big show!"

These words immediately received warm feedback from the people around them.

"Master Xingjian is the Son of Light!"

"You don't even know Mr. Xingjian, how did you get in here!"

"Young master Xingjian is the second son of the Liuyuan family, the owner of Taoyuan Township. If it weren't for the young master's poor health, he might not be able to identify who will be seated by this name!"

"Shut up! Do you want to die!"

A scolding made everyone's heads go cold, and most of their sanity was restored, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

The discussion has become quieter, but the eyebrow-eye lawsuits of the nobility have not decreased. Everyone's eyes meet, conveying the intention that only each other can understand.

There is an anecdote circulating among the nobles of the Fire Nation: the Liuyuan family that controls the Fire Nation is passed down from generation to generation, and if any generation is lucky enough to have two sons, the family will surely go further.

Thousands of years ago, the second son of the Liuyuan family, an aristocrat in the country of the ancestors, was born, named "Hoshimi". Under his leadership, the Kingdom of Fire was established, and the Liuyuan family was able to control the Kingdom of Fire for thousands of years.

60 years ago, there were many wars and the land of fire was in turmoil. The Liuyuan family once again ushered in two men. After the crisis, he once again became the undisputed master of this huge empire.

There is a witch saying: The second son of the Liuyuan family is the one loved by the heavens, and he came with supreme power to calm the troubled times, fix mountains and rivers, Haiqinghe, Yan Shi and Sui Feng will be born in the hands of this son. match.

Now, Liu Yuan's family has welcomed two sons for the third time, with the beauty of style and beauty, the former daimyo was overjoyed and gave him the name of "Star See".

The upper echelons of the Land of Fire are looking forward to it, hoping that Master Xingjian will lead them to conquer the Quartet and unify the mountains and rivers.

However, this Xingjian son was born prematurely, and was poisoned in the womb. Since he was born, he has been weak and weak, coughing up blood for 360 out of [-] days a year.

Even though he was extremely intelligent and capable since he was a child, this sickly appearance has caught most people's minds.

Liu Yuanxingjian has been bedridden with illness all year round, but his reputation of beauty and ability is still spread throughout the Fire Nation, and he has many loyal followers.

The former daimyo was worried that his brilliance would make his successor even more dim, so he imprisoned his young second son in a barren place in the upper reaches of the Nanga River on the grounds of rest.

This is the first time Liu Yuan Xingjian has appeared in front of people after five years, no wonder people are so excited.

The banquet hall was resplendent and resplendent like daylight, but when they walked to the door, everyone realized that it was pitch black outside.

The full moon hung high, and a young man dressed in silver came meanderingly. The bright white moonlight and the pale face of the young man complemented each other, and it was hard to tell which was whiter and which was more outstanding. , lonely and out of the dust, his thin body seems to be blown to the moon palace by a gust of wind, and from then on, he can see the prosperity of the world with cold eyes, without being contaminated by the dust of the world.

Seeing that he was walking to the door, Liu Yuanxing caught a glimpse of many noble officials crowding the door, he couldn't help being taken aback, and turned his head to look behind him.

The moonlight is intoxicating, like a layer of exquisite tulle covering the whole world, hazy and mysterious.

It is indeed a good time to admire the moon.

Consciously understanding the reason why everyone gathered at the door, he couldn't help but chuckled and said: "Everyone is so elegant, this pleasant scenery is rare to see, and it is indeed worth admiring."

This smile is like a fairy falling into the mortal world, like the cold moonlight turning into a warm spring day, and the elegant and lonely aloofness is instantly replaced by gentleness and kindness.

Yes yes yes, I only see it once in five years, there is no more beautiful scene than this!

Everyone nodded one after another, hugged Mr. Xingjian and returned to the hall as if nothing had happened.

Liu Yuanxing saw that he seemed lonely, but he was actually a kind and considerate young man. He thoughtfully said: "You don't have to worry about me, just do your own thing."

"No, no, no, we've finished admiring the moon, and we're getting ready to go back!"

"It is our honor to be on the same journey with you!"

"Daimyo is still waiting for you, let's go!"

"..."

When the nobles who were arrogant and disdainful to him would be so attentive, Danzo looked at the young man who was crowded in the middle of the crowd, and a thought flashed in his eyes.