Futian Kang has a small courtyard located in the middle of the river next to the royal capital, which was originally a small island, and this small island will be flooded whenever the river is at high tide during the flood season. After the tide recedes, the island reappears.

Fukuda Yasu spent a lot of money to strengthen and increase the height of the island with the island as the cornerstone. Then, he hired Hiroshi Sugimoto, a cross-era artist of the country of Kawanoko, to design the small courtyard with a high salary, and the manpower and material resources spent before and after are unknown. Two years later, the courtyard was completed, Futian Kang walked in and looked very satisfied, when he lived in the courtyard at night, Futian Kang sat in the garden, saw the river tide dancing with the sky and the moon, and was touched to name this small courtyard 'Yueyumei'. And 'Tsukiyumi' is the moon god in the legend of River Country, and he is the most beautiful existence among the gods.

Tonight is another full moon night, and after Fukuda Kang taught his subordinates what he was doing, he took a few guards to the Jiangxin Courtyard. Only here, bathed in the moonlight, can Fukuda Kang sleep peacefully.

When he finished bathing and changing into a yukata and carrying a tray to the garden for a drink or two, he found that there was already a person sitting in his special seat. Fukuda Kang frowned slightly, thinking that it was some ignorant guard. When he walked over and was about to scold, he saw the person clearly, and his face suddenly changed.

"Shhhh

"The prime minister's visit is here to be full of splendor! There are some good wines here, which can be shared with the prime minister. Fukuda took a breath, stabilized his emotions, and sat down beside Spiegel. He placed the tray on the coffee table, but remembered that he had only taken one wine glass.

"The scenery here is so beautiful! I am reminded of a poem, the river and the sky are free of dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see that this river sends flowing water. Regardless of what Fukuda Yasushi thought, Spiegel put the glass in front of him and poured himself another glass, this is Junmai Daiginjo, fragrant and refreshing, perfect for tasting slowly in the gentle river breeze.

Fukuda Kang didn't know how to answer at this time, he quickly turned his brain, what does the poem Spiegel mean?

"We've known each other for seven years!" Spiegel said, putting down his glass and looking at it with a look of remembrance. It's just that he's too young, and this look is a bit stupid.

"It's been seven years and five months. Fukuda Yasu said.

"In order to solve the floods in the Land of Rain once and for all, I decided to dig a canal to connect the country of rivers, fire, rain, and grass. It's just that we didn't have enough funds at that time, so we asked Kang Jun to donate 7 million. And in return, I promised to exempt Kangjun from canal taxes for twenty years. Spiegel smiled and said slowly.

"Yes, thank you Prime Minister for taking care of me. Fukuda Kang lowered his head, and his tone was very grateful.

"I used to read the writings of a great man who said that 'as soon as there is a proper profit, the big businessmen will be bold. With a 50 percent profit, it takes a risk. For the sake of 100 percent profit, it dares to trample on all human laws. With a profit of 300 percent, it dares to commit any crime, even to the risk of being hanged. ’… That's probably what it means!" Spiegel looked at Fukuda Yasu, the old friend already sweating profusely and shivering.

Mingjing pinched the wine glass and asked softly, "Kangjun, isn't it enough for you?"

"I ......" Fukuda Kang swallowed, raised his head to look at Spiegel and asked, "You know... Is there much profit in it? The Land of Fire and its allies have a total tax rate of more than 30 percent, and the basic tax rate for us big merchants is 15 percent. However, the tax rate in the country of rivers is 8%, and our basic tax rate is even lower. Prime Minister, this is something that everyone can really see!"

"You're wrong," Spiegel corrected, shaking his head, "In the Land of the River, you big merchants don't pay any taxes. And it's not just about tax rates, for example, the discovery of several large iron ore mines and so on. ”

Yasu Fukuda was startled, and looked at the mirror with wide eyes.

"What you want is not a tax cut!" Ming Spiegel burst his wine glass, and he glared at Fukuda Yasu and said: "What you want is war! You want to drag these countries into the quagmire of war! In this way, the weapons, medicines, and food you have hoarded can be sold at a good price! The more chaotic the world, the more you will earn! A group of lawless and short-sighted souls! You should all be cut with a thousand knives!"

"Cheng, Prime Minister..."

"I treat you as a friend, you treat me as a meat bun! When the time comes, throw me out and attract a bunch of wild dogs to bite each other!" Spiegel stood up, and with a wave of his big hand, a few wind cuts appeared, directly cutting the throat of the Futian Kang guard who broke in. Suddenly, the smell of blood wafted through the garden under the river breeze.

"In your mind, as long as I die, the world will be in chaos! Just like the Third Ninja World War, it was because of the fuse of the sudden disappearance of the three generations of Kazekage. Spiegel walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the river and continued: "But have you people thought about it? With the strength under your hands, how can you resist the five great ninja villages? Do you think I can suppress Konoha Village because of the power of the prime minister? Now I will tell you clearly! I have been able to 'suppress' Konoha Village all these years because I know very well that the three generations of Hokage have been seeking stability! I know where his bottom line is, and I am struggling in the rules and regulations drawn by the three generations of Hokage! Do you fools know about these situations?!"

Fukuda Yasu's expression was a little dazed, he thought that everything could be controlled, and now it seems that just knowing Konoha Village is not enough. Dare to die in this situation, Fukuda Kang didn't understand his thoughts at this moment.

Mingjing threw out a booklet and landed on the coffee table, and said in a calm tone: "Write down what you know in detail, and I can save your descendants' lives." ”

Fukuda opened the booklet, but found that he could not hold the pen steadily. He smiled bitterly, looked up at Spiegel and asked, "Can someone ghostwrite?"

"If you want to die now, you can find one. Spiegel said with a smile.

"I see. Fukuda Kang was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted. Spiegel was telling him that the people around him were not trustworthy. Those people don't trust him, just as he doesn't trust those people, and both sides have planted their own internal reactions on the other side.

Fukuda Kang changed a pen before he began to write, although the words were not good-looking, he still wrote very seriously. It took nearly two hours for Fukuda Yasu to hand the booklet full of words to Ming Spiegel, and he said with a sincere face: "In addition to the names of the people, I also wrote down several of their secret addresses and weapons storage. ”

"Qingyan," Spiegel didn't bother to look at it, and casually handed the booklet to Qingyan who suddenly appeared: "Give this to Ruzuki Saemon, he knows how to do it." ”

"Yes!" Qingyan nodded, stuffed the booklet into his arms and jumped off the cliff.

"It's time for everything to be over, it's a blood moon again!" Spiegel returned to his seat and took the flask to his lips. Fukuda Yasu knelt on the side, his face dead silent.

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