Muchuan City is a large city in the northeast of the Country of Fire. It is located at a transportation hub and has a prosperous economy.
In the morning, the city was busy with traffic, and Chinese warrior traders were walking through the streets, some to kill time, some to live, and some just to live.
In the center of the town, a two-wheeled carriage drove out from the side door of the city lord's palace. There were eight samurai with swords on the left and right of the carriage escorting it.
There were the Muchuan clan emblems on both sides of the carriage, so they were rampant on the streets and everyone was afraid to avoid them.
The Muchuan clan is a great local noble in the Country of Fire. During the Warring States Period, the Muchuan clan was still the name of a small country. Later, it integrated into the Country of Fire and became a powerful and powerful local noble in the north.
The current city lord is named Muchuanze. He is a kind-hearted old man who cannot see the suffering in the world. He cannot bear to see beggars and poor people. Therefore, there is not a single beggar in the prosperous Muchuan City.
The carriage walked in the middle of the avenue, and after crossing most of the city, it arrived at the city gate.
Under the fawning smiles of the city guards, the carriage passed through the city gate and went outside the city.
One mile outside the city, there is an abandoned small temple, where many homeless people and beggars make it their home, barely sheltering from the wind and rain.
The official road where the carriage was traveling was only about ten meters away from the ruined temple. It happened to be morning, and many homeless and beggars who were able to move came out of the temple, trying their best to survive for a few more days.
A sharp-eyed beggar saw a carriage approaching not far away. Some people were delighted and wanted to go forward to beg, but were held back by people around them.
The man pointed to the emblem on the side door of the carriage and shook his head.
After being reminded, the beggar who was about to come forward to beg also recognized the Muchuan family, with a look of fear on his face and did not dare to take another step.
The sensible and experienced refugee beggars had dispersed and left. Only a few refugees who had just arrived here and had never seen any lessons could not hold back their hungry stomachs. They mustered up the courage to step forward carefully and approached the official road.
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The eight warriors guarding the carriage dared to step forward when they saw a bold untouchable! Worried about staining the young master's eyes, many warriors have put their right hands on the hilt of their swords.
"Don't dirty the young master's eyes, just drive him away." The leader of the warriors whispered.
Nodding, two young warriors walked towards the untouchables.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a boy about eleven or twelve years old stuck his head out and looked forward.
"Young Master, they are just some untouchables. I have ordered people to drive them away." The leader of the warriors walked to the carriage and whispered.
The young man shook his head and said no.
Praising his young master's kindness, the leading warrior called back the two young warriors.
The carriage continued forward and came to the front of the refugees who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
The boy picked up the porcelain plate with snacks from the car and threw the snacks out one by one.
When these hungry beggars saw food, they rushed forward like mad dogs to grab it.
Watching these refugees snatching food, the young man found it extremely interesting. None of his dogs had ever snatched food like this.
Throwing the snacks outward one by one, some were thrown far away, and some were thrown away. The boy was like teasing an animal, and he smiled more and more happily.
The groom driving the carriage also had the good sense to slow down the forward speed to let the young master have a good time.
Not far away, the refugees who had dispersed earlier saw that the newcomers actually wanted food. They couldn't help but rushed forward, kowtowed to the carriage, and prayed for some food to survive.
The snacks in his hand were about to be thrown away, and the young man was about to turn around to get another plate, but his eyes happened to meet with a homeless man who had just kowtowed and raised his head to beg for food, and saw a dark and dirty face.
The boy felt inexplicably nauseated and suddenly lost interest in feeding. He withdrew his head and lowered the curtain.
Why do these beasts have to look like humans? It’s really off-putting!
"An eyesore!"
The displeased voice of the young man came from inside the car. The samurai who heard the order drew their samurai swords without any hesitation. Their expressions were either indifferent, grinning ferociously, or disgustedly rushing towards the refugees who were still kowtowing.
The groom quickly increased his speed, fearing that the voices and blood of these untouchables would affect the young master's mood.
A moment later, the carriage had driven hundreds of meters away, and the eight warriors sheathed their swords, leaving only corpses on the ground.
Peng Peng!
The sound of things hitting the ground came from the city lord's mansion and the city lord's study, causing the servants guarding outside to lower their heads in fear.
Since the incident in the capital, the mood of the city lord has become increasingly uncertain day by day.
The Lord of the City, who is usually quite nice to his servants, has become increasingly harsh and irritable in recent days. Several unlucky people who have no eyesight have been beaten to death just for trivial matters, and their families have also been sent away. He visited the art museum and mine run by the Muchuan family.
Why! I can't live any longer day by day.
This is the most straightforward worry and fear that many servants have in their hearts.
"Too much bullying! You are not letting us live!" Kicking away the pen holder that fell to the ground, City Lord Mu Chuanze waved a letter in his hand with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to bite people.
Mu Chuanze was one of the nobles who had good relations with the Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen. After the attack in the capital and the incident involving the daimyo and many central nobles, the thirty-year-old, relatively smart city lord, instinctively felt wrong.
Konoha may have greater ambitions. The new fourth generation Hokage may want to be the only Jade in this country, and he will take a big name instead.
This discovery made Mu Chuanze not only feel a little worried and scared, but also saw an opportunity in it, an opportunity for the family to take a further step.
Just like his grandfather's generation, when the first Hokage Senju Hashirama founded the Konoha Ninja Village and joined forces with the Fire Nation daimyo, he voluntarily gave up his status as a small country's daimyo and directly joined the Fire Nation as a gift to one country.
Mu Chuanze felt that the ambition and strength shown by Konoha this time might be an excellent opportunity for him to lead his family further.
When most of the nobles were still discussing and doubting Konoha, the Lord of the City, who considered himself smart, talented and far-sighted, relied on the friendship he had established with Sarutobi Hiruzen to send his confidants with a letter written by him. Secret message, head to Konoha Village.
In the letter, Muchawaze first recalled the good interactions between himself and Hiruzen Sarutobi in the past, and at the same time used gorgeous words to praise the talents and strategies of the third and fourth Hokages of Konoha.
After flattering, Mu Chuanze expressed his absolute trust in Konoha Ninja Village in the last paragraph of his letter, and wanted to deepen the relationship between his family and Konoha, and asked for the possibility of further cooperation.
In Mu Chuanze's view, although Konoha's ninjas are powerful, they are not engaged in production and have neither manpower nor experience in local management.
Konoha is now taking advantage of the daimyo and seizing the power of the government. It must be troubled by the complicated things in the government and it is difficult to deal with them.
After all, construction and governance are always more difficult than destruction!
At this time, Konoha is definitely in urgent need of professional and trustworthy help.
Isn't the head of a big noble in the area and the lord of a large northern city the best partner for cooperation?
As long as Konoha nods in agreement, he can immediately lead a systematic administrative team to the capital to replace the positions of the central nobles, stabilize the situation in Konoha, and govern the Fire Country.
This kind of cooperation can be described as a win-win situation. Konoha can stabilize the country's political affairs as soon as possible, and no longer be wasted by the complicated affairs of the government. He can lead his family to a higher level, from a local wealthy family to a central wealthy family, the country of fire. The top nobility.
Unfortunately, things backfired. Sarutobi Hiruzen's reply not only broke Mu Chuanze's delusion, but also poured a basin of heart-chilling ice water on his head.
Split the family, report the property, hand over the land...
What is Konoha trying to do? Are they going to be enemies of all the nobles?
The hard work of more than ten generations of my family has brought us step by step to where we are today. Why should we hand it over?
My Muchuan family are heaven-ordained nobles with extremely noble blood. A group of vulgar and despicable ninjas actually want our land and money. This is simply contrary to heaven!
These bastards in Konoha are just barbarians who don't understand etiquette, a group of naked bandits!
My Muchuan family has been ruling this place for nearly a thousand years. The people under our rule have received our kindness and are grateful and supportive of the Muchuan clan. It is absolutely impossible for them to accept being ruled by a group of rude ninjas!
There was a hint of panic in his anger. This city lord who usually paid great attention to his appearance and always looked like he had pearls of wisdom in his possession, now had none of the calm and elegant etiquette of the past. Hidden in his gaffeful curses was a sense of resentment. The fear of Konoha's powerful force.
They don’t want us to live!
