[Comprehensive] Become a calligrapher, Sasuke!

During these days of recuperation, Madara did not see Ning Ning appear, at least, he did not see her appear in his line of sight.However, he felt that she had been secretly observing him.

"Brother Ban, are you practicing calligraphy again?" After a day of practice, Quan Nai routinely came to Madara's room to visit him.Not surprisingly, he saw his respected brother sitting in front of the table again, concentrating on it earnestly.

Seeing Quanna coming, Madara stopped what he was doing, carefully put the writing brush in his hand on the pen stand, and then greeted him with a smile: "You are here, Quanna, how is your practice today, is it going well?"

"Well, today my father praised me for my progress," Quan Nai approached with a smile, looked at the handwriting that Madara just wrote, and couldn't help saying, "Brother Ban's handwriting is so beautiful, even better than father's. "

This sentence is his sincere praise. In his opinion, Brother Ban's handwriting is much better than that of most people in the clan, and even catch up with the elder who is responsible for writing correspondence documents between the clan and daimyo up.

Thinking of this, Quanna's eyes brightened when she looked at Madara, and her little face also looked flushed with excitement.

Not only is he good in strength, but also good in writing, Brother Ban is really amazing, he deserves to be his big brother.

"Really? I will definitely write better in the future." Madara said while picking up the paper I wrote today.

But looking at the thick stack of rice paper in Madara's hand, Quan Nai suddenly became worried again, how long did Brother Ban write on so much paper?It must have been several hours, right?

"Brother Ban, you sit here and write for so long every day, isn't it good for your wound..."

"It's okay, I'm not a weak noble young master, I won't be able to hold on for such a short time," Seeing Quanna's expression of disapproval and worry, Madara couldn't help stretching out her hand to rub him The soft black hair said, "And, I also like to write."

Seeing Madara's insistence, Quanna knew that with her brother's personality, she probably wouldn't listen to his persuasion, so she could only pout and stop continuing the topic.

And after Quanna left, after dinner, Madara was lighting candles and preparing to read a book, when he finally heard a voice that he had been waiting for for a long time——

"You should take good care of your wounds now." The awkward concern sounded extremely blunt.Even if she didn't see Ning Ning's face, Madara could still imagine the pretended indifference on her face when she said this.

He suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, deliberately put on an expression of surprise and anxiety, and asked, "Ningning...are you willing to forgive me?"

"...I remember I told you before that practicing calligraphy is the best way to combine work and rest. With your current level, it's not very useful to just be bored in the room and write." After a while of silence, Ningning didn't answer him Instead, he moved out of this theory, as if he had not forgiven him.

But Madara is not a real 13-year-old child, he has already seen through people's hearts after living for so long.The more Ning Ning was like this, the more he knew that she had softened her heart, but it was just because she refused to confess because of face.

He pretended to be sincere and taught, and replied: "I see, thank you for reminding me."

"Let me treat you, your injury has been going on for so many days, why hasn't it fully healed?" Ning Ning's familiar figure finally appeared slowly.

But when she was about to step forward, Madara refused firmly: "No, just let it take its course. This time I got injured because I underestimated the enemy too carelessly. I have to teach myself a lesson."

Hearing Madara's reason, Ning Ning couldn't help being stunned. If it wasn't for her reaction being so intense, which made him feel so guilty that he couldn't even complete the mission, he wouldn't have almost died... But he still blamed it on on himself...

She twirled the pen in her hand subconsciously with her fingers, and said dully: "Well, it's very good that you have such an awareness."

"Thank you for protecting me and helping me in the past, but I don't need it in the future. I will become the most powerful person in the Uchiha clan by myself," Madara said with a confident smile, "I want to end this In troubled times, let the whole ninja world have peace, and then everyone can live happily with their families, without always risking their lives to fight. This is my ideal."

When he was speaking, he seemed to have seen that bright future. Under the light of the bright candlelight, his immature face suddenly became firm.Even his eyes were shining brightly and shining brightly.

"Ningning, are you willing to witness all that?"

She heard Madara ask.

For the first time, Ning Ning began to examine the boy in front of her so seriously.Is he serious?How could you have such a grand wish?Can he really do it?

Looking at those eyes looking at him expectantly, Ning Ning thought for a long time, and finally nodded——

"Okay, I promise you."

Maybe this is more interesting than teaching a calligrapher who is good at facial expressions.If the end of the troubled times is successful, it will be comparable to the achievements of the former Taizong.

"But Ningning, I still have to ask you one thing."

"Huh? Tell me about it?"

"I hope you can answer my calligraphy questions."

Seeing Madara's serious and not fake expression, Ning Ning was a little surprised and shook his head: "You don't have to force yourself so much just to please me."

Madara scratched her hair, with helplessness of being misunderstood on her face, and asked, "Do you think that I was writing so hard before to please you?"

Ning Ning had a questioning look on his face.

"Before, what I said to Quan Nai was the truth. I really liked calligraphy so I was so serious." He picked up the brush, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, as if he was recalling.

"It seems to have magic power. When I practice calligraphy, I feel that my heart has become so peaceful. And after practicing calligraphy, facing so many annoying things seems to be less annoying."

"And studying calligraphy has also taught me a lot, such as looking at everything with an inclusive attitude, and not being narrow-minded or blind," he said with a wink at Ningning, "Those nobles like to be arty, if I Good calligraphy also makes it easier for me to make friends with them, and then make good deals. To end the war, you can rely on force, but to let everyone live a happy life, you need them."

Hearing this confession, Ning Ning was almost dumbfounded, and couldn't help but sigh: "You are really good at thinking of this. Well, I will teach you well in this regard."

"Thank you, Ning Ning," Madara thanked earnestly, and said like a little adult, "As a reward, I will treat you to sushi with beancurd skin, so that you will be full."

Hearing this sentence, Ning Ning, who was as calm as Ning Ning, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

To be honest, Kanban said so much impassionedly before, although he was surprised by his broad vision, but he also felt that this child has a lot of wisdom and a monster.But now it seems that he is really just a child, and he only wants to thank himself with bean curd sushi, but being willing to use his favorite bean curd sushi is enough to show his innocence.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your sushi, you have to keep your word."

"must!"

"Okay, it's time for you to sleep, it's so late, you have to rest well if you're injured." Considering that Madara's injury is not healed, Ning Ning thought for a moment and then spontaneously ran to help him spread the bedding.

Madara, who had never received such caring treatment from Ning Ning, squinted her eyes subconsciously, and returned to her normal expression before Ning Ning looked over: "Okay, good night and sweet dreams."

After Madara lay down, Ning Ning gently blew out the candle for him, and then sat down quietly. She was in a good mood and wanted to enjoy the moonlight through the small open window.

Not long after the candle was blown out, when she thought Madara must have fallen asleep, she suddenly heard Madara whisper, "Ning Ning, I'm sorry before."

Ning Ning smiled, and whispered back——

"It's ok."

In the following time, Madara really did what he said like Ning Ning said.With previous experience, a genius like him usually gets twice the result with half the effort in practice, and his strength quickly improves, far better than many clansmen.

Among the ninja clans, he gradually gained fame.

Watching his growth, Ning Ning was both relieved and joyful.Although Madara said earlier that she didn't want her to protect herself, she still felt distressed when she saw him hurt.When no one knew about it, she would secretly change the spot medicine to something she made herself.

Sometimes I see Madara whispering that the level of medical forbearance in the clan seems to have improved recently. Why is the medicine she made so effective? She worked hard for a long time before saying "Really?" without letting the corner of her mouth Tilt up.

It's all thanks to her!

In fact, where does Ban not know what kind of medicine Ning Ning takes?Don't look at her calm face, in fact, the pride in her eyes is almost overflowing.He just saw how cute she was, pretending to be calm and thinking he didn't know it, so he deliberately coaxed her.

As the future patriarch, if in the past Madara was valued only because he was the talented son of the patriarch, now he has great strength and reputation, and his right to speak in the clan has also increased a lot.

Although his friendship with Hashirama was discovered by his father and Quanna in the past, he had already made an agreement with Hashirama that if they were discovered, they would meet or contact each other in some way.And this secret meeting also made this friendship stronger.

For this close friend who has the same ambition as him, and even thinks more and more comprehensively than him, Hashirama's trust in him is even far better than the time when he didn't know his identity.

As the two parties grew older, the scope of clan affairs that the future patriarch could handle became much larger, and each other tacitly avoided hostile tasks as much as possible, and the conflict between the two clans was not so sharp for a while.

And the benefits of possessing exquisite calligraphy were indeed reflected. He underestimated the influence of the so-called art among the nobles.Amazed at the calligraphy of this young and handsome ninja, some nobles are even willing to spend a lot of money to buy a picture of his calligraphy, and are willing to give their Uchiha clan some convenience within their ability.For example, the price of food in some fiefdoms was lowered, and the mission fee was also higher. They were even willing to provide some precious medicinal materials for free, and Madara himself did not need to pay taxes in the mission fee obtained from missions.

Everything is going in a good direction.

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The author has something to say:

Madara: Ning Ning, I'm sorry (Actually, what I said before was to fool you)

Ning Ning (she was so happy that she didn't know she was cheated): It doesn't matter, didn't she just use illusion on me!I forgive you!

I wrote this chapter with a lot of thought!I think it's so well written!Various routines and various scheming spots, isn't it very beautiful!

If you don't leave me a message, I won't have the motivation to write such smooth Banning!