In the apse palace, the breeze blows, the green bamboo swaying, the white walls are on all sides, and the flowers are clustered, although it is early summer, it makes people feel as if they are still staying in the most blooming moment of spring.

In the courtyard, a dignified woman with exquisite makeup and a gorgeous dress was sighing silently, and the sound of bamboo leaves swaying in the courtyard seemed to be difficult to wash away the sorrow between her eyebrows.

"Lord Jinghime, let's eat something first, and His Highness should come back later." The maid next to her looked at the other party's haggard face and couldn't help but persuade.

It's just that the other party, as usual, replied with a faint sadness, "I'm not hungry, by the way, you prepare a meal, and wait for His Highness to come back and let him eat first." ”

After saying this, he waved at them, and then straightened his sleeves and walked with small steps towards the room in the northeast corner.

Hey, the maids sighed, since the sick bed, how many healers shook their heads, Shizuhime-sama has rarely smiled, but it is a pity that such an adult who is usually kind and gentle to others.

But it's no wonder, after all, mother and son are connected, and their son has become like this now, no matter who he is, he won't feel good, which son is not a piece of meat that fell from his mother's body.

The maid who retracted her thoughts was about to go back with her meal, when she turned around and bumped into something, and the wooden tray in her hand instantly fell off. And at this moment, a small hand caught the falling tray at an incredible angle and timing, and before she could react, the other party had already handed the tray back to herself, and what was even more surprising was that the food on it was not spilled at all, which was a miracle.

"Ah, thank you!"

When she raised her head, a pair of dark and deep eyes met her eyes, calm and restrained, not wanting to be just a teenager.

"You're welcome." The boy replied with a smile on his face.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind him, "Go and prepare a few more meals, and send them to my room later." I saw a tall and thin man pacing with a steady pace, and ordered, "By the way, has Jing'er eaten?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness, Lord Shizuhime said that he was not hungry, so he ......"

"Got it, you guys go down first." The middle-aged man sighed imperceptibly.

"Yes." After saying that, he lowered his head and went straight down.

Looking at the young man's somewhat strange expression, he asked with a light smile, "What's the matter, Lu Mingjun, could it be that you have taken a fancy to that maid?" ”

Shaking his head, he is not a simple lower body animal, and this body is really weak.

I closed my eyes and felt it, and said sincerely, "I just feel that the air here is very fresh......

"Yes." The middle-aged man smiled noncommittally and personally opened the door for the three of them.

…………

In the spacious room, the layout is very quiet, full of large and small bookshelves, the moment they push the door open, they really feel a breath of books rushing to their faces, which is very different from Lu Ming's original imagination, as the residence of the son of the daimyo, even if it is not splendid, it should not be so bad, it seems that the aesthetics between father and son seem to be very different.

The four of them sat down at the same time, and compared to the calmness of the three people below, Imagawa Yoshigen, who was sitting in the center, was a little fluctuating in his heart.

Looking at the three Konoha ninjas below, he seemed to recall the scene above the main hall in the morning, which made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

He had witnessed his father's angry but helpless look, to be honest, he had never seen the Daimyo of the Fire Nation have the opportunity to produce such an expression, he was shocked at that moment, he couldn't imagine that the original lord of a country could be so powerless and passive.

And the status of ninjas in his heart was also subverted in an instant, no longer just just thugs, on the contrary, they are the real masters of the Fire Country.

This both made him a little lost and suddenly gave him an idea, a bold idea.

He is thirty-four years old this year, but his father is only in his early fifties, and the difference between the two is only seventeen years, and the waiting time in between is unpredictable, ten, twenty, or even thirty years.

And because his mother was originally just a low-status maid, and he was not likable in front of his father, he could clearly feel that his attitude towards the second child was much more affectionate than his own, so as the eldest son, he was not 100% sure of inheriting the position of the daimyo.

But today's scene made him realize that there was actually a shortcut, a shortcut to the road of his dream, so he was moved.

He can not care about Konoha's dominance, he just needs to be able to be a daimyo, and that is enough.

But how is he going to convince Konoha?

What advantages does he have over his father?

Without him, only a little.

He can do his best to cooperate with the other party's request, which is the biggest chip he can come up with.

And according to the relationship between the two sides in the past, he actually didn't think that Konoha was too much, these requirements were originally their duty, so according to the principle that if you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you, in fact, Konoha is very easy to get along with, but they were too self-righteous originally.

The Uchiha Rakusui and Hayada Ohno, who were sitting on the side, did not guess that the purpose of the other party's invitation at this moment was at best a little surprised and strange.

But as an otaku who has watched a lot of costume TV series such as Gong Dou and Winning the Heir, Lu Ming can probably guess a little bit of the other party's thoughts, after all, as the eldest son of a daimyo, he secretly contacted the only warlord force in the Land of Fire - Konoha, and it is a little wrong to think about it with his ass.

But guessing is just guessing, and you can't do it accurately, you still have to listen to the real thoughts of the parties.

Lu Ming put on a thoughtful attitude and asked, "May I ask what His Highness Imagawa means by inviting us over today?" ”

Hearing the other party's question, Imagawa Yoshigen took a deep breath, clasped his hands on the ground, and lowered his head deeply at the same time.

"Please help me ascend to the throne of the Daimyo!" The voice trembled slightly, showing the timidity and uneasiness of the person who spoke with great restraint.

But that doesn't stop people from feeling the courage of the person who speaks at the moment.

There was nothing to beat around the bush, nothing to hide, just a bullet was loaded, and with a bang, it flew out suddenly, leaving no room for itself.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, and the momentum of Chengren instantly hit everyone present, and this bearing made Lu Ming have to praise.

Needless to say, Uchiha Rakusui and even Hayada Ohno are a little confused, what the hell is this?

But before they could digest the words of the son of the daimyo, a light voice with a smile sounded like a demon.

"So what kind of promises can you make?"

It was a sudden collision between one bomb and another, and the huge storm that was set off at the same time was terrifying.

The eyes of Uchiha Rakusui and Hayada Ohno looked at the smiling teenager in unison.

With an incredible face, ninjas who are used to fighting for life and death, it is really hard to imagine that this unbelievable dialogue in front of them actually happened in front of them as a matter of course.

And Imagawa Yoshigen, who lowered his head, also slowly raised his head, it was a face full of surprise and surprise......