Chapter Seventy-Two: I Want to Eat Fish
Chiyo Mansion
The underground pond hasn't changed much, as if whether the village is good or bad, depressed or prosperous, Chiyo has always been the same, and it has never changed.
The two elders sat respectfully not far from Chiyo, fishing rods in their hands, but from the faces they could see that they had no intention of fishing at all.
The fat bodies were restless, obviously cold underground, but the sweat wet their silk coats, printing a large sweat stain.
"Are you hot?"
Chiyo stared at the pond, waiting for the fish to take the bait, while speaking in a light tone.
"Hmm... No! No no! ”
The two of them just wanted to nod, but suddenly reacted, and their heads shook like rattles.
Chiyo looked at the calm pool noodles and didn't make a sound.
This made the two even more nervous.
After making eye contact several times, one of them bowed down with a flattering smile and said, "Chiyo-sama, I wonder if there is anything else you tell us to do?" ”
After speaking, it seemed that he was afraid that Chiyo would misunderstand, so he hurriedly made up for it: "We don't mean anything else, we just want to solve more problems for adults." ”
Chiyo is like an ancient monk in the meditation, and I don't know if I listened to the other party's words.
The two made eye contact again, and when they were about to speak again, Chiyo took the first step and said:
"Let's go."
Chiyo's voice was not loud, and the two of them didn't dare to move for fear that they had heard it wrong, and when Chiyo's eyes looked at them, they understood, and hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully.
"Sister"
After the two left, Ebizo walked in from the outside and made it to Chiyo's side.
"Yoshinari and Orito were both raised by me, they used to be very good ninjas, and they made great achievements for the village, but look at their bloated appearance now... Is it their own problem, or is it the village that has the magic to degrade good ninjas? ”
As if Chiyo was talking to himself, Ebizo was relieved, "At least they still have a role, aren't they?" If it weren't for them, Hoshino Maki would have had a lot of work to become a Kazekage. ”
"I hope they can use it more, or when the time comes..."
Chiyo sighed, and at this moment, the fishing line was pulled, Chiyo instinctively pulled up the rod, and a small but unusually fat fish was caught.
Although her hands were as thin as withered branches, the fish in her hand was completely immobile, and after a moment's scrutiny, Chiyo put the fish in the bucket and handed it to the maid beside her: "Let's eat fish today." ”
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Kazekage's enthronement ceremony is next week, but Hoshino Maki has already started to do Kazekage's work.
"Find cats, clean up garbage, minecarts break down, send convoys to caravans..."
Hoshino Maki was expressionless, and quickly processed the documents in front of him.
Do I only have C-level permissions at the most?
Hoshino looked at the documents sent by the ninja and secretly estimated the scope of his current power.
It seems that Orange Juro is still wary of himself~
Of course, it's also possible that he swelled.
Hoshino Mu glanced at the last small stack of papers, looked at the clock again, and suddenly took a leisurely sip of tea unhurriedly.
The greater the right, the greater the responsibility, and the right to be right now, drinking tea from 9 to 5 and reading the newspaper is just right.
"Kazekage-sama, it's time to get ready for a meeting."
The guard ninja beside him reminded.
Hoshino nodded, this was the first time he had attended as Kazekage.
"Kazekage-sama"
On the way to the council chamber, colleagues who used to talk and laugh have become very respectful at this time.
Kazekage's humility is only relative to the Council of Elders, and it is still a figure to look up to for ordinary ninjas and even medium-sized clans.
Hoshino greeted them with a smile, and soon came to the council hall without hurrying his steps.
"Lord Orangejuro."
Before Chiyo arrived, the elders gathered in two groups, and Hoshino Maki walked up to Orange Juro and greeted him respectfully.
"Hoshino Maki is here."
Orange Juro patted the other party's shoulder affectionately: "The first time I officially participate in the Council of Elders, when the time comes, just follow Ji Cheng and them to vote." ”
Hoshino Mu looked at the fat-headed and big-eared elder and greeted the other party with a smile: "Understood, please also ask Elder Ji to take care of it." ”
Ji Cheng took out a silk handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded casually to Hoshino Mu: "If you want to get Dongsen down today, you can listen more and talk less." ”
Hoshino Mu glanced at the middle-aged man on the other side who was full of anxiety and was talking to others excitedly, this guy is the elder who betrayed Orange Juro during the vote, and now Orange Juro is victorious, it is estimated that he wants to take advantage of the victory to pursue, of course, how much of them also have the intention of taking advantage of the other party's prestige, so that...
Hoshino Mu glanced at Luo Sha with an imperceptible gaze, and Luo Sha happened to look at him as well, and the two of them looked at each other instantly.
There's a lot of information, but it's all a flash of light.
The elders didn't wait long, and Chiyo had already come in with Ebizo and cuttlefish roe.
Hoshino Maki stood in front of Kazekage's seat, led by Chiyo, and this position was located in the middle of the round table, which somewhat saved some face for Kazekage.
When Chiyo was seated, everyone sat down, and only Hoshino Maki stood.
Before each Council of Elders, Kazekage reports on the situation in the village each week, a tradition that has been put on hold for three generations due to the disappearance of three generations, and is now finally being picked up again.
After Hoshino Mu finished his report, he looked around at the elders and said loudly: "Elders, now the position of the front-line troops needs to be adjusted. ”
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and someone pushed the mapboard.
He stepped forward quickly and pointed to the location of Kikyo City: "Now that Luo Sha and I have returned to the village, only Hakura can't deter Konoha yet, we don't know if Konoha knows this information, but... Can't bet! ”
The elders were silent.
If one of them returned to the village, he would naturally take the opportunity to make trouble, but now that both of them have returned to the village, and the Wind Shadow Sect is now panicking, thinking about how to keep Dongmori, and he has no heart to target Hoshino Mu.
"I propose that half of the troops be withdrawn, and the remaining half will be led by Hakura and Luo Sha, close to Iwa Shinobi, and cooperate with the other party's actions on a limited basis."
"Didn't we just sign a deal with Konoha?"
One of the elders questioned.
Since you want to cooperate with Iwa Shinobi, what agreement do you have to sign with Konoha?
Hoshino Mu shrugged his shoulders: "There are still opinions within Konoha about this matter, especially Bo Feng Shuimen. We need to put some pressure on them before the things are delivered, so our cooperation must be 'limited'. ”
When he said the last few words, he deliberately glanced at Luo Sha, obviously acquiescing to the other party's going to the front line.
Asking for the knife of the White Fang is considered a private matter, but under heavy pressure, private affairs and official affairs can be done together. Of course, Hoshino Mu is a little cautious, in fact, even if it is really known, they dare to say that Chiyo will not be able to abolish the public for private purposes?
It is impossible for the Sand Vulture to let Luo Sha go to the front line, especially when this Wind Shadow Sect is at a disadvantage.
"This can be done in the night warehouse, there is no need for Luo Sha to go together, the seal of Shou He cannot be separated from Luo Sha."
The sand eagle moved out of Shouhe, Hoshino Mu glanced at Orange Juro, and when he saw that the other party had no objection, he nodded: "Then give Hakura some more people." ”
With that, he sat down and waited for the show to play out for a while.