Naruto: After traveling through time, I became the disciple of the first generation

Chapter 1512 Banquet Preparation

"But the others also can't get help from my second brother, so I can rest assured now."

There were also fights among the six princes, and it was not all peaceful.

After all, the opportunity is right in front of us, and no one can give up such a good opportunity and not fight for it.

"That idiot Lao Jiu knows that he is not strong enough, but he is so stupid as to ask the eldest brother to help. He is really stupid."

"Among the remaining people, only Fourth Brother is capable of competing with me. This time I must become the daimyo!"

The first time he tried, he gave up due to the situation, but this time, he must fight for it.

Life will not give him chances again and again. This is the closest he will ever get to fame in his life, he must seize it!

"Let's go back first and see what that little brat Lan is up to. Is he really trying to compromise and negotiate by hosting a banquet for all the ministers, or is there some conspiracy behind it? No matter what, I will continue!"

In addition to the seventh prince, the other princes who secretly participated in the rebellion also began to move at this critical juncture.

They began to prepare to gather ninjas in the mansion, as if they were planning a big battle.

After all, it has come to this critical juncture, and we might really have to fight.

Therefore, it is necessary to gather all the ninjas in advance to avoid any accidents that may occur and there will be no ninjas available.

These rebels have caused chaos within the entire Uzushio Village.

But the common people did not react. When they learned that the daimyo was preparing to host a banquet for the ministers, they were not angry or sad.

But numb.

Ministers have always been harming the people, and they would like to squeeze every penny out of them through various means.

The once prosperous commercial street is now deserted.

If the ministers were not afraid of widespread starvation, they would not even distribute food to these people.

Fortunately, a series of policies implemented by Lan later improved the quality of life of civilians a little, but only a little.

Life is still squeezed, but the only difference is that we have to eat three pickles per meal instead of one.

Nothing has changed essentially.

Over time, their minds have been tamed and they begin to only care about whether they can have food to eat and ignore everything else.

There are fewer and fewer people working, the national order is becoming more and more chaotic, and theft and robbery are common.

The situation in the Uzushio Village was relatively better, but in other villages outside, people were literally robbing people in the streets, but no one paid any attention.

Therefore, in today's Whirlpool Country, killing these termites is naturally necessary, but people's domesticated spirits need to be liberated even more.

But this is not something that can be changed overnight, it needs to be done slowly.

Lan didn't plan to become fat in one go, he was ready for a protracted battle.

We must restore the Whirlpool Kingdom to its former glory and make it develop even more prosperously!

In Daming Mansion, the decoration of the main hall has basically been completed.

The tables and chairs are all neatly arranged, waiting for people to enter.

But it’s still a little early now, so there’s no need to rush.

Lan was currently in his bedroom thinking about what was going on.

Should we send Zhili out to kill those people directly, or should we talk to them for a while and find out their thoughts and plans?

But it's probably difficult to find out.

The person standing behind each person may not be the same person, so the various strategies are bound to be strange and varied.

It is of no reference value to him.

"Let's just have a symbolic chat. I have to let them feel the despair of the people in life. I can't let them leave so comfortably."

"And my uncles are probably still dreaming of becoming daimyo."

Lan sighed. Originally, he was unwilling to take harsh measures against his uncles.

But with his grandfather's letter, he felt confident. Since his grandfather agreed to kill him, why would he disagree?

Besides, these rebellious uncles didn't want to give him a chance to survive.

Lan held a list in his hand, and the six names on it were all about traitorous princes.

"I didn't expect it to be so. No matter how I think about it, it seems hard to believe that Uncle Seven has the most people in his organization. He really wants to change the country of Whirlpools and make himself the daimyo of Whirlpools."

In his impression, Uncle Seven is a very honest person and doesn't seem like that kind of person.

"Hey, you can't judge a person by his appearance."

The man who was thought to be very honest ended up gathering the largest number of people to oppose him.

Of course, none of the remaining ones are good birds either, they are not good people.

"What are you doing, Lan? It's already this late. If you don't show up, what will happen if people tell you what conspiracy you're planning?"

Lan jumped out of bed immediately after hearing Qufeng's voice transmission.

Three students were waiting outside the door, and followed Lan immediately when they saw him come out.

"Teacher, are we heading to the main hall?"

Lan nodded: "Yes, I should also take the initiative to wait for the guests, otherwise it seems that I don't pay enough attention to them."

After saying that, he returned to his seat in the main hall, from where he could immediately overlook the entire hall, feeling a bit lonely and chilly.

It seems that you can command all the ministers, but the current situation may not allow you to do so.

"Master Lan, the food is ready. When will it be served?"

Lan carefully calculated one, then shook his head: "It's not time yet, wait a little longer."

Just when Lan was sitting on the Diaoyutai, Qufeng and Zhili appeared beside him.

The breath-concealing technique instantly enveloped him, and in the eyes of outsiders, it was as if the master had suddenly disappeared.

"What are you trying to do, kid?"

Lan scratched his head: "Don't we need to give it a sense of ceremony?"

"You are the only one who cares about this kind of thing. If it were you, I would just burn them to ashes, so that they won't dare to harm others in their next life."

Lan didn't know how to respond. After all, this was a big shot, and he wasn't too popular.

"Don't make it difficult for him. Everyone has different ideas. If he thinks this is a good idea, then let him be happy."

Zhili grumbled, "I didn't mean to embarrass him. I just asked her by the way."

After hearing this, Lan immediately changed the subject.

"By the way, speaking of which, did you two adults take a walk around the Whirlpool Country yesterday? Did you find that familiar feeling again?"

Lan changed the subject skillfully and easily diverted Zhili's thoughts.

"Really not, which is a shame, but I plan to go there again the day before I leave."

"Today is one day, and I'll help you again tomorrow, that's enough."