Long Live The Hokage

In the early morning of the next day, Masahiko walked out of the room with a pair of panda eyes, and went to the reception hall of the clan. On the way, the juniors who got up early and did morning exercises secretly looked at him sideways, but Masahiko, who was in a good mood, ignored them.

After arriving at the hall, I realized that I was too excited and came too early. Except for a few clansmen who were responsible for cleaning, none of them should have come. The welcoming team will arrive at noon, and there are still three hours left, and there are still two hours before the assembly. As soon as the excitement passed, I also felt tired. Anyway, it was still early, so I fell asleep while sitting on the chair.

Two hours passed quickly, and the clansmen who were able to participate arrived one after another. These people are the real elites of the clan, and each of them is at least an elite jonin. In other words, everyone here is more powerful than Masahiko. Be stronger. These people all noticed Masahiko who was sleeping soundly, and smiled lightly without saying anything, or they were already used to it. After a while, the patriarch and three elders also walked in and sat in the upper seats. The patriarch coughed lightly, and the hall fell silent immediately. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Masahiko who was sleeping soundly. He had no choice but to say:

"Second uncle, wake up, don't sleep."

"Hmm..." Masahiko opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark circles in front of everyone.

"Pfft..." A clansman couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. This can be regarded as opening up everyone's laughing holes, and the hall was full of laughter.

Masahiko looked left and right with a blank expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop laughing, let's discuss business!" At the critical moment, the patriarch had to speak.

"In a little while, Senshou's wedding party will arrive. Let's greet her and marry Mito to her happily."

"That's right, the marriage of Princess Mito this time will make our relationship with the Senshou family closer. In this chaotic Warring States period, we can better protect our clansmen. Everyone must pay attention to it." The elder said immediately Said.

At this time, the second elder glanced at Zheng Yan lightly, and said: "Patriarch, since this marriage is so important, is it not safe for only Zheng Yan to follow in the clan?"

"It's okay, this time we get married, the safety on the road is in the charge of Senshou, we don't need to worry about it. Let the second uncle go, just let him take care of Mito, and wait for Mito to settle down, less half a month, more a month , second uncle can come back." The patriarch pretended not to hear the ridicule from the second elder's mouth, and replied lightly.

At this time, the third elder opened his eyes slightly, and wanted to say something, but saw the first elder winked at him, then closed his eyes, and said nothing more.

"It seems that the three elders have nothing to say, so do you have anything to add?" the patriarch continued.

Masahiko looked up, then lowered his head, as if what they were discussing had nothing to do with him. He said silently in his heart: "Damn Whirlpool Zhenghong (Second Elder), didn't he just bully you a few times when you were young, as for holding grudges for 40 years?"

At this time, a young voice sounded: "Master Patriarch, please allow me to follow the team. Mito-sama's safety must be cautious." In Masahiko's view, this is also a guy with the halo of the protagonist. At the age of 20, he already has the strength to surpass most elite jounin. Because the patriarch has only one daughter, Mito, everyone used to joke that Muren might marry Mito, become the next patriarch, and reach the pinnacle of life. But now it seems that your protagonist's aura is in arrears...

"No need, Mu Ren, don't worry, leave it to the second uncle. Although you are strong, you still have to rely on the old man for this kind of thing. He has rich experience." The patriarch retorted.

"Hey, patriarch nephew, if you say it like this, I seem to have become a very weak old man... Uh, it seems to be true." Masahiko said.

Having said that, the atmosphere eased down again, and everyone smiled again. At this moment, a clan guard opened the door and walked in, "Patriarch,

The welcoming team of the Qianshou family has arrived! "

"So fast? Everyone follow me!" the patriarch ordered.

A group of people filed out and came to the gate of the clan. Sure enough, there was a group of people waiting outside. After a cursory look, they found three peak jnin and seven or eight elite jnin.

"It's really a long time to see series. Naruto World also has sedan chairs? And the people carrying the sedan chairs are actually four ordinary Jōnin. This really makes me feel ashamed." Masahiko murmured.

"What's the matter, uncle? What did you say?"

"it's okay no problem."

At this time, a person walked out from behind the sedan chair, with three lines of blue oil paint on the sides of the cheeks and the chin, which were exactly the thousand-handed doors of his youth.

"This is really a familiar stranger, I finally see you, Second Hokage." Masahiko entered the state of muttering again.

The patriarch glanced at him lightly and said nothing, maybe he was used to this second uncle who often committed crimes. "Feijian, don't mind if I call you that. It's been a long journey, come in and have a drink of tea."

"Don't bother, whirlpool patriarch. We will leave when sister-in-law is ready, and we have to return to the clan before dark to hold the wedding ceremony." Feijian replied.

"It's unexpectedly polite." A certain person fell into a muttering state, unaware that there were ninjas with sensitive facial features present, and everyone could hear what he said.

Sure enough, the corner of the mouth on the opposite side twitched, but it was hard to say anything. After all, Masahiko was an elder no matter what his age. Seeing this, the Great Elder hurriedly said: "Someone, go and invite Mito out, and pack up your luggage."

The second elder followed up and said: "Come on, Toikama, let me introduce you. This is the "famous" Uzumaki Masahiko in our clan. This time he will accompany the team to take care of Mito."

The corner of Feijian's mouth twitched, thinking, "It really is him!" He immediately rebuffed, "No need, we have 3 peak jnin and 8 elite jnin on this trip, plus me, the elders don't need to worry about safety on the road."

"I'm not worried about your lack of protection. I'm just a daughter. It's not convenient for me to go. Let my second uncle follow. When he comes back, let him describe to me the scene of my daughter's marriage, so that I, a father, can be happy too. .” The patriarch immediately replied.

"Then why don't someone else describe it..." Thinking of this sentence in his heart, Feijian finally didn't have the nerve to say it.

At this time, Mito came out accompanied by two female ninjas, bowed to the patriarch and the three elders, nodded slightly to Tobima, turned around and sat in the sedan chair.

"In that case, let's set off as soon as possible, Master Uzumaki."

"Okay, be careful on the road. Second Uncle, take care of Mito," said the patriarch.

"Don't worry, patriarch nephew!" It was Masahiko's slightly old smiling face that caught their eyes.

"Let's go!" Fei Jian gave an order, and a group of people slowly left the Whirlpool Clan.

Masahiko started a new journey...