Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

From the gate of the city to the Daming Mansion, you have to pass through the Judgment Hall. This place was originally a place where the people avoided. It was deserted all day long, but since Nara Shika also took office, this place has become one of the busiest places in the capital.

Not only the locals are willing to come and watch the fun, but also foreign businessmen and tourists are very envious of the clear and strict laws of the Land of Fire.

When the group of Qianshou Zhujian passed by, it happened that there was a new case closed in the trial hall, and the bustling crowd gathered around the bulletin board to discuss.

There were too many people, and it was too laborious to cross the past. The group simply stopped, and Hinata Neji looked around. Everyone was teasing the children, and the souls of those who had nothing to do with themselves were wandering away, so he consciously stood up and asked someone to inquire about what happened. What's the matter.

The old man who was stopped suddenly looked at the pair of white eyes without pupils, and then swept his eyes towards the forehead of the boy with white eyes, "Are you Konoha ninjas?"

Hinata Ningji nodded and said yes, the old man's attitude became better, "We have handled a new case in the courtroom, and everyone has come to watch the fun."

He introduced the case, "There was a lord Ji Jun who eloped with a commoner youth. The lord thought it would hurt the face of the family, so he secretly hired ninjas to massacre [-] members of the man's family. All the people were disguised as burglars and killed. Hey, what a tragedy!"

Several young ninjas looked at each other, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

They are currently engaged in tasks such as employment and protection. It is not their turn to do the dirty work of assassination and espionage, but if they don't do it, it doesn't mean they don't know.

At this time, this kind of tragedy caused by ninjas was told by ordinary people. Although the old man had a gentle attitude and did not blame them for it, the teenagers seemed to be stung by a wasp, feeling ashamed.

Someone took over the old man's words and started chatting, "Who said it wasn't? If it wasn't for the people from the Ministry of Supervision who happened to be investigating the case nearby, I'm afraid this matter would have been fooled at will."

The National Court of Justice is only responsible for hearing major cases, or cases of special groups such as noble ninjas. Cases such as burglary, robbery and murder are generally tried jointly by the local government and the lord.

Before Liu Yuanxing met his superiors, it was so troublesome for the lord to kill people. The smarter ones randomly collected some crimes and executed them, and the brutal ones directly beat people to death. Only then did the lord come up with such a method, which was foolproof, but unfortunately met Uchiha Madara who was investigating the case.

"Speaking of which, Madara-sama was the one who caught the murderer this time. He is so powerful. I have to study hard and work under Madara-sama in the Supervision Department in the future."

Everyone kindly encouraged: "Your ambition is good, so go for it!"

As a person with a Uchiha Madara signal receiver, Senju Bashima immediately accurately located the young boy who was speaking, "You said Madara just now? Did he still take over the Supervision Department?"

Hashirama was a little depressed, Hoshimi and Madara never mentioned such a big matter in the letter, it was too much!

The young boy didn't notice the familiarity in his words, and when he heard someone asking about his idol, he immediately introduced him with bright eyes, "You're new here, maybe you don't know, Madara-sama is amazing, he's powerful, human He is handsome and has a sense of responsibility, he has captured many vicious criminals, he is super powerful..."

The young boy kept talking, and with the support of Senshou Hashirama, he couldn't help but become more excited. His voice became louder and louder, which naturally attracted the attention of the people around him.

Immediately someone retorted, "Master Lu Ye is the most powerful person who is not afraid of power!"

"Without Madara-sama collecting evidence to catch criminals, how would Kaya-sama judge the case? Madara-sama is the best!"

"Master Lu is the most powerful!"

"Sir Madame!"

The two quarreled more and more fiercely. Senju Zhuma originally wanted to persuade the fight, but someone joined in the argument before him, "Madara-sama and Shikaya-sama are both very powerful, but let me tell you, the most powerful one is Ito-sama, you see He is capable of holding several positions, and the rapid changes in the capital cannot be separated from his efforts."

"I think Mr. Orochimaru is the most powerful. The construction machinery newly produced by the scientific research department some time ago really hit me. How much time and manpower will it save?"

"Master Chun is the most powerful. He established the public security department with the body of a woman. Look at the old people and children in our charity hall. Who doesn't praise their spirit? If I die for the country one day, I don't have to worry about my wife and children. People control."

"..."

The public says the public is right and the woman says the woman is right. Everyone argues endlessly, vowing to make their idol the most powerful person. The scope of the quarrel gradually expands, and the people involved behind him start to stand in line spontaneously. .

Qianshou Zhujian had been squeezed to the edge of the crowd, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he whispered to his younger brother, "These people are too idle."

It's not your fire.

Stared at by Toikama, Hashirama touched his nose in embarrassment, and was thinking of raining a few drops of rain to calm down the excited crowd. The closed door of the trial hall opened, and everyone was distracted and quieted down.

Kisame was originally sending the witness out, but as soon as the door opened, he was surrounded by hundreds of eyes.

Kisame was originally pulled by Itachi to protect Nara Shikaya's personal safety, so that Nara, who was regarded as a thorn in the side of the nobles, would be assassinated in his sleep one night.

As a result, the errand in the courtroom was too offensive, and many personnel left their jobs automatically. Even if some stayed, it was extremely inefficient to push through things.

Nara Shika was also short of men, so Kisame, a big and tall man, was arrested. At first, he just did some errands, but then he became more and more comfortable with him unconsciously.Now Kisame has become an official staff member of the courtroom.

"What are you all doing here? Leave quickly if you have nothing to do. Don't push and push. Be careful of accidental injury."

The people in the capital are used to seeing Kisame bustling around with Nara Shikaya, that face that is so different from ordinary people did not scare everyone, and immediately someone ridiculed, "Of course we are here to wait for Kisame-sama You!"

People who are accustomed to loneliness can't bear this kind of kindness without reason. Guixie has a fierce face, trying to find someone who dares to start a joke, but there are so many people under the steps that it is impossible to tell who is who.

Guixie didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he hurriedly said goodbye to the witness and was about to turn back, but his actions aroused everyone's enthusiasm even more.

"Don't forget to be busy with work after work, Mr. Kisame, you have worked hard."

"Master Kisame is so cute, gentle and introverted, with superb strength and a good job, I want to marry you!"

"Master Kisame, do you plan to get married? Look at me!"

What responded to the crowd was the loud bang of the door closing, with such force that the dust on the eaves rustled down.

Everyone was silent.

half an hour.

"Master Kisame, is this angered by us?"

"No, I should be shy."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"These people are too courageous." If he didn't read the information, he wouldn't dare to imagine that the young man in front of him who was slightly embarrassed by the ridicule of the crowd turned out to be an S-class rebel who had caused countless bloody storms.

There was a smile in Hashirama's eyes, "Hoshimi is really good at employing people."

Without the support of Xingjian, who would have thought that such a person would one day become one of the patron saints of the laws of the Fire Kingdom?

Taking advantage of this moment when everyone is pushing forward, stepping forward, "Let's go."

Hashirama followed, impatient to start his new job.Madara is already so powerful, so naturally he can't lag behind.

The two walked quickly, and a few teenagers fell behind, their eyes were sharp, and they glanced at Sasuke and found that there was something wrong with his expression, so they asked, "What's wrong?"

Ningji glanced at the silent Sasuke, and answered instead, "That Kisame belongs to Sasuke...it's Uchiha Itachi's companion, we've met before."

The two adults looked at each other, and both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.There is a bad debt between the brothers of the Uchiha family, and it is not clear at all.

Senju Bashima stretched out his arms and pulled the black-haired boy to his side, ignoring the other party's struggle and rubbing the boy's hair, "Hey, you will always meet. It's up to you what kind of attitude you use to face Itachi. However, as an elder, I hope you will not regret it in the future, understand?"

Sasuke lowered his eyes, and finally nodded slightly.

On the other side, in the meeting hall of Daming Mansion, the atmosphere is not relaxed at this time.

A few years ago, the daimyo ordered the whole country to provide farmers with spring seedling loans, that is, farmers can receive an interest-free loan from the bank for spring plowing and planting, and they only need to repay the principal within three years.

This money is allocated directly from the state finances, and the lord does not need to pay a penny, but only needs to cooperate with the officials sent to implement this measure in place.

Ordinarily, this was a happy event for everyone, but now that spring plowing is just around the corner, there has been no progress in policy advancement.

"All of you, take a look." Xing Jian passed on the things investigated by the Supervision Department to others, while he crossed his hands to support his forehead, his brows and eyes were shrouded in heavy shadows, making it impossible to see his expression at this time.

When the Ministry of Supervision was first established, it was under the banner of eradicating the chaos of ninjas. In addition, many notorious ninjas were dealt with. During this period of time, the aristocratic officials who had been on the sidelines also let down their guard against this department.

In fact, while the members of the Supervision Department are investigating cases and arresting criminals across the country, they also have an invisible task, which is to investigate the governance of the people's livelihood wherever they go. Many things that the lords or officials deliberately conceal are put on the big names through them. on the case.

This investigation report records in detail the implementation of spring seedling loans in several regions.

Only some lords are actively cooperating, and some lords have their own small calculations.

There are those who shirk and argue and deliberately delay the progress.

Some colluded with bank staff and pretended to be farmers to receive loans.

There are also distorted policies, and good interest-free loans become interest-bearing when they are issued to farmers.Conscientious aristocrats set low interest rates, and farmers don’t know about it, and are grateful to them; black-hearted ones issue usury loans in the name of the country, forcing farmers to take loans. If they dare to resist, they will be arrested in the name of defying the daimyo. The family used the money to redeem, while sucking the blood of Chunmiaodai, they ruined the farmer's family, and at the same time channeled the resentment of the farmers on the daimyo, while he stayed out of the matter...

A good policy turned out to be an accomplice to the oppression of the people.

When Uchiha Madara first got this report, his hands were shaking. Although he had killed countless people, he could kill countless people in an instant, but seeing the bloody numbers on the thin paper, he still couldn't bear it. Can't help being shocked.

Who the hell said ninjas are the bane of war?The disaster caused by these powerful black-hearted nobles is many times greater than that of ninjas.

An ordinary person without the power to restrain a chicken can easily do things that a shadow-level powerhouse cannot do just because he holds power. He underestimates the influence of ordinary people on this world too much.

Uchiha Madara once again examined the Infinity Monthly Reading Project, and fell into a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Matsumoto Nobunaga's expression was also ugly.Although he is loyal to Hoshimi Liuyuan, he himself represents the interests of the aristocratic group. Now that someone is carrying out such a brash operation against the wind, he himself will lose face, and more importantly...

Matsumoto Nobunaga glanced at the seat, his clenched fists were dripping with cold sweat.

More importantly, the daimyo will definitely take this opportunity to carry out a second round of rectification on the noble class, further limiting the power in the hands of the nobles.

In the conference hall, a needle could be heard, only the occasional sound of paper being flipped.

Officials of noble origin shrunk into quails one by one, and no one wanted to be the first bird. Nobunaga Matsumoto hinted to no avail, so he could only bite the bullet and do it himself.

With a low cough, he asked cautiously, "Your Excellency, how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Hearing the words, the young man sitting at the top looked up, his face was pale, his brows and eyes were weary, like a pampered nobleman who suddenly encountered something unhappy, subconsciously made people feel pity, but Matsumoto Nobunaga Did not dare to slack off.

Xingjian didn't answer immediately, but tapped lightly on the table with his long and slender fingers, and the crisp sound of buttons seemed to ring in everyone's hearts.

After a long while like this, he said: "Spring plowing is coming soon, and the focus is on stability. If there is too much noise, it may affect food planting." He lowered his eyes, "This matter needs to be treated with caution."

Does this mean to take it lightly?

The aristocratic officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Madara, Takeshi Ito and the others narrowed their eyes, showing disapproval.

The reactions of the people below Xing Jian could see clearly from the top seat, a trace of fatigue slipped deep in his eyes, and he continued to think about how to solve this matter without delaying the spring plowing.

The promotion of Spring Sprout Loan will not be smooth, as Xingjian had predicted before the implementation of this policy.

In order to prevent the nobles from exploiting the common people with clever names, the Kingdom of Fire clearly stipulates that the nobles are not allowed to levy taxes arbitrarily. In this way, the source of income of the nobles comes from the harvest of the land except for a part of the tax withheld according to the regulations.

But most of the nobles live extravagantly. That amount of money may be beyond the reach of ordinary people, but it is just a drop in the bucket for the nobles. At this time, in order to continue to maintain a luxurious life, they must find other ways.

Smarter ones like Nobunaga Matsumoto use the resources in their hands to form caravans, but there are also stupid ones who gather wealth by squeezing ordinary people, and usury is their usual method.

The aristocrats and unscrupulous businessmen colluded, one side provided asylum, the other side provided money, and both parties benefited from each other.

When farming every year, I don’t know how many farmers borrow usury for seeds and wheat seedlings. When the harvest is good, it is equivalent to working for the nobles for a year. As long as there is some surplus food in hand, they can live on. In a good year, if the loan is not paid, the family will be ruined.

In some areas, usury has become the main source of income for noble officials. Now that the country promotes spring seedling loans, it is equivalent to cutting off half of their income. How could those people agree?

Xingjian is well aware of these situations, so at the beginning of the implementation of the plan, he proposed that all loans should be paid by the state finance.

He thought that if the farmers had a good harvest, the lords would naturally receive higher taxes. For the sake of money, even if they were reluctant or obstructed, they should not go too far. After all, it was a win-win thing, but he did not expect Human beings are more despicable and bottomless than he thought.

If he hadn't read the report, Xingjian would never have imagined that there would be such a stinky money-making method in the world.

The aristocrats were already very dissatisfied with the previous trial of the nobles. It was only due to the force in his hands that he temporarily suppressed it and did not attack it.

You must know that the way to cause chaos in a country is not only armed resistance. Compared with confronting hard confrontation, nobles are actually better at making troubles secretly, and this is what Xingjian is most worried about.

If you can't force it, you can only do it first and then fight.

Xing Jian frowned, "Contract the road construction project to the territories, the state will pay for it, and they will contribute.

"

A large amount of capital inflow will definitely boost the local economy. This is what was originally agreed, and everyone doesn't understand why this is suddenly mentioned.

Xingjian continued: "Let all localities report the progress of the Spring Seedling Loan, and rewards will be given according to the completion progress. After the road is repaired, the lord who actively cooperates with the Spring Seedling Loan will not have to pay the road maintenance fee for a certain number of years."

Road maintenance costs are tolls. Although the amount is small, it is still a considerable amount of wealth accumulated in a year. Originally, the road was built with state funds, so the money would naturally be handed over to the state treasury. It's a reward.

"Also, our caravan prioritizes cooperation with lords who cooperate with the work."

If the first condition is just surprising, then even Nobunaga Matsumoto couldn't help but be moved by this condition.

As we all know, the caravans in Taoyuan Township have never done a loss-making business, and being able to cooperate with them means a steady stream of wealth.

Xingjian looked at his subordinates, "Awu, you can come back and formulate a specific regulation, and if there is no problem, send it to various places immediately. Remember, it must be sent to every lord."

"Yes."

"Nobunaga, you assist Wu."

Not being marginalized, Matsumoto Nobunaga was overjoyed and quickly agreed.

Madara couldn't hold back, he pointed to the series of bloody cases in the report, "Just let these people go like this?"

"Of course not!" Xingjian lowered his eyes, his slender and thick eyelashes trembling, covering the rolling emotions in his eyes, "Stupid and greedy people will always only see immediate benefits, and my showing weakness will only make them worse."

He did so much, not to win over those hopeless dregs of society, but to let those nobles who were wavering in the middle see his attitude.

"Wait a little longer." Xingjian muttered to himself, as if answering Madara, but also as if advising himself, "Wait a little longer, and we'll get rid of them."

Everyone has a lot of things to do, and the discussion is over, and everyone quickly separates.

After all the outsiders had left, Xingjian lay down on the table weakly, with the exhaustion that could no longer be concealed between his brows.

"Are you okay?" Uchiha Madara walked over and hugged him on his lap.

"Not very good." Xing Jian put his hands around Madara's thin waist, buried his head deeply in his arms full of earthy smell, and remained motionless.

Seeing that what he needed most at this time was to be alone, Madara Whitestar silently accompanied him.

After an unknown amount of time, Xingjian said in a low voice, "Madara, my neck hurts."

"Where? Here?

"The big rough palm carefully pressed the slender and fragile neck, Jian Xingjian shook his head, and the big palm moved to the side again, "Here? "

Xingjian continued to shake his head.

He shook his head after seeing Xing several times, but he didn't say what was uncomfortable, and Madara didn't get annoyed, so he didn't ask any questions at all, and began to massage him carefully.

Xingjian's arms were tight, and he didn't raise his head, just maintaining this awkward posture, letting the big cold palm gently brush the back of his neck.

"spot."

"Ah."

"spot."

"What's wrong."

"spot."

Uchiha Madara took the trouble: "I'm here."

Xing Jian's muffled voice sounded, "It's good to have you."

Madara Uchiha looked down at Hoshimi's lovely hair, his eyes softened into spring water, and just as he was about to say something, the young man who had regained his vitality began to boss him around again, "Don't stop, move to the left, and use a little strength focus."

That's right, this is the effort coming up again.

Hoshimi ordered Madara to do this and that, and he felt a lot better after talking. He grabbed Madara's sleeve and was about to speak when the door of the meeting room was pushed open, "Hoshimi, we're here to find you!"

As soon as Xing Jian's eyes lit up, he shook off the cloth in his hand and rushed out, "Hashirama, I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too!" Senju Hashirama opened her arms, ready to meet someone who was about to crash into her arms.

Qianshou Feijian was a step behind his elder brother, Jian Xingjian rushed towards his elder brother, he took two steps forward unhurriedly, just blocking the middle of the two of them.

However, no matter how well he thought, someone didn't rush into his arms.

Hoshimi walked forward a few steps without moving, he turned his head and glared, "Madara, let me go, I hate it!"

Uchiha Madara Shiran let go of his back collar, and taught him a lesson confidently: "You are a big name now, pay attention to your image, don't always bluff."

Xingjian made a face, "I want you to take care of it!"

It's a perfect use of turning one's face and denying others.

Madara couldn't hold it back anymore, and gave this guy a brain crash.

"A gentleman speaks but doesn't move, you are despicable!" Hoshimi covered his face, jumped up and wanted to give Madara a shot, seeing the young men coming in from behind, he coughed a few times pretending to be calm, and calmed down.

This time, the two Senshou brothers came to the capital, Nara Shikamaru, Uchiha Sasuke, Hyuga Neiji, Yume Shino, and several other teenagers. These Hashirama had mentioned in the letter before.

Seeing Huang Mao walking at the back, Hoshimi was surprised, "Naruto? Why are you here?"

"Can't I appear here?" Upon hearing this, Uzumaki Naruto frowned on the spot.

The first-generation uncle wanted to choose the best ninja to go to Beijing together. His little friends were all lucky to be selected, but he was rejected. Let go, but he knew in his heart that he was not the best candidate in the hearts of the two uncles.

The more he desires to be recognized, the more he cares about other people's opinions. Hearing what Xingjian said at this time, Naruto would immediately refute, and he didn't care about the identity of the other party.

Naruto's eyes were crystal clear, Hoshimi looked at those eyes full of anticipation and apprehension, lowered his brows, and looked extraordinarily indifferent.

"Yes, I don't want you to appear here."

The author has something to say: Oh, the debt owed is finally paid off, and the debt-free life is light, happy~ By the way, there are so few comments these days