The Talent of Konoha

"Then what do you want me to do? Continue to rely on the old and sell the old in the village? Xiaochun!"

This time, Hirizhan straightened his back and looked back at the other two.

"I heard that Jiraiya's mission this time is to capture a ninja from the [Akatsuki] organization and your disciple, Orochimaru!"

"That ninja from the [Akatsuki] organization may be Uchiha Saitama who killed Danzo."

Mitomen pointed his finger at the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and then said.

"So what?"

Ri Zhan looked at them, with a hint of sarcasm on his face covered with age spots.

"Danzo's death, you just forgot?!"

"Forget, how could I forget. After all, decades of friendship."

"But don't forget that Danzo is responsible for all the troubles!"

"Things started with him and ended with him, it's fair!"

Ri Zhan seemed to have looked away, and the expression in his eyes was very calm.

When it comes to Danzo, his emotions are no longer as excited as before.

During this period of time, it seems that he has really accepted it all and started to examine everything he has done in the past few decades.

There are good ones and some bad ones, everything is for Konoha!But politics is inherently confusing.

There is no absolute, only relative.

This was the conclusion Hirizhan had come to after spending a long time thinking about everything he had done while in power.

He's old and it's time to let go.

It started with Jiraiya and Minato who did not support the series of operations they carried out because of Danzo's death.

He knew that his era was indeed over.

Seeing the village grow more and more prosperous under Minato's leadership, Rizai was very happy.

The combination of the two emotions made him very conflicted at first, and he even felt very uncomfortable.

But with the passage of time, he has gradually understood a deeper truth.

The thinking of these older generations has indeed fallen behind too much.Moreover, their intrigue methods are no longer suitable for this era.

Now is not the chaotic and dark era they were in at the beginning, and the current development trend of the village does not require so many means to settle down.

"You really think so? Back when the teacher handed over the village to us, it was only thanks to our mutual efforts and support that we have come to where we are now."

"Now, aren't you willing to do something for Danzo?"

After turning to bed, Xiaochun stared at Ri Zhan with wide eyes.

Women are emotional, and it is difficult for her to remain rational in the face of the death of Danzo, who has been with her for decades.

Even though Danzo had many conflicts with them during his lifetime, it was just a balancing act, a phenomenon that the families in the village needed to see, not that their relationship was really cold to the extreme.

"Xiaochun, don't talk about it. Danzo's death, let's stop here."

"We're people in our 60s, it's time to let go. Look at the village now, it's slowly coming to prosperity."

"Minato has already made concessions for Danzo's affairs, let's not continue to force him. Besides, do you think the current Minato is still the same kid?"

"Let you do whatever you want?"

Hirizhan looked down at the shower in his hand and smiled wryly.

"Yes, we are really old!"

Mitomon Yan shook his head and admitted the truth.

He came today, but he was actually dragged by Xiaochun, who had already learned how to cut the sun, and was getting used to the time of retirement.

You don't need to do anything, you still have a good pension every month, and you don't need to worry about all kinds of trivial matters in the village.

"Ah, Xiaochun, Menyan, you are here!"

The three stood in the yard for a long time, and a voice broke the silence.

Lake Biba pulled Konohamaru, who was only four years old, and pushed open the door of the back room, looking over in surprise.

"Lake Biba, long time no see!"

Mito Menyan was the first to react and greeted him.

"Well, I'm fine today, so I'll come over to see you all!"

Turning to sleep, Xiaochun smiled, and looked at the little one beside Lake Biba.

"Hello, Konohamaru!"

She walked a few steps, came to the steps under the eaves, and squatted down, stretching out a hand to Konoha Maru.

"Grandma Xiaochun is good, Grandpa Menyan is good!"

Konohamaru was still very polite, but a little shy, and hid behind while grabbing Bibako's trousers.