Chapter 167
This operation made him speechless. How much does your son need a father!
He seriously suspected that Uchiha Fugaku's Mangekyō could predict the future. He knew that he was stabbed by his son, so he found someone to take the blame!
Uchiha Makoto changed the subject.
"The Third War has begun. How have you arranged the ninjutsu for the Uchiha to go to the battlefield?"
"I plan to let Yashiro and Tiehuo lead the team. They both performed well in the Second War and are experienced. It is safer to bring some young ninjas to the battlefield."
Uchiha Fugaku's words were difficult. It was obvious that this was the result of the elders' discussion, not the result he wanted.
"Patriarch, give the young people some opportunities, let Uchiha Miao lead the team, and find some ninjas with good strength who need to be trained. As for those young men who need protection, they can only be gouged out of their eyes and hearts. The Third War is about resources, not violence."
While they were discussing these things, Uchiha Mikoto quietly left and gave the space to the two of them.
"In fact, you are my favorite, Zhenjun. Only if you lead the Uchiha can we minimize casualties."
The fourth team has been out for more than two years in the war. Several of them left at the beginning and now only a few have returned. No one was injured or killed, and several people looked much healthier.
If it weren't for the order from the Hokage, he would have suspected that Uchiha Zhen took them on vacation.
"Patriarch, you should understand the principle of survival of the fittest. Those who died in the war are not suitable to be ninjas. As long as you have a strong psychological quality, it is not easy to survive on the battlefield."
The two fell into silence again.
"Zhenjun, not everyone has your talent. Not everyone has the strength and luck to grow up in the war, carve out a place in the war, and enter the power center of Konoha in the war."
"Luck?"
Uchiha Zhen's voice was very light. He never believed in luck. Everything he had was exchanged for the corresponding price.
If he hadn't brought out something valuable enough, would Orochimaru have looked at him straight in the eye?
God knows that his legs were trembling at the time, and he pretended to be indifferent to life and death.
He curled his lips and said lightly: "It can be considered luck!"
......
Back home, little Shisui ran out of the house and bumped into his thigh.
"Dad... Dad!"
Uchiha Makoto was about to pick him up from the ground, but he remembered that Uchiha Fugaku must let Itachi, the filial son, be his son, and he immediately felt bad.
"Shisui, call me Master!"
"Dad!"
"Call me Master!"
"Father!"
The stubbornness unique to Uchiha men is that I asked you to call me Master, but you want to be my son!
The two of them were unwilling to give in to each other in the small courtyard. One insisted on calling him dad, and the other absolutely refused to recognize this son!
Hearing the noise outside, Uchiha Huai opened the door and saw Uchiha Zhen, who was stunned, "You are back?"
"Father, where is my mother?" Looking at Uchiha Huai's thin figure, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he asked knowingly: "Did you go to work again?"
"The Hokage personally asked your mother to take care of the Hokage's wife."
Uchiha Huai was cold and worried.
"The Hokage's family eats better than ours, and my mother will be more comfortable in the Hokage's family than in our own family."
Uchiha Huai hesitated for a moment, and suddenly understood.
His son thought more clearly than him.
The Hokage wanted to threaten Uchiha Zhen, but before that, he would definitely provide her with good food and drink, and prevent other forces from taking action against her.
With a seemingly insignificant sentence, the tacit understanding between father and son was reached at once.
Shisui looked at Uchiha Huai, then at Uchiha Makoto, and shut up tactfully. Uchiha people are naturally sensitive. Although he didn't know what happened at this moment, he always felt that the atmosphere had become weird.
Uchiha Makoto picked up Shisui from the ground and held him high, looking left and right, and then asked Uchiha Huai: "Father, has Shisui come into contact with any messy people at home?"
Uchiha Huai thought for a while and said: "Does your eighth-generation uncle count? He often takes Shisui to the street to look at other people's thighs, saying that he is helping him find maternal love!"
Little Shisui grumbled aggrievedly: "It's all legs, not good-looking, and leg hair!"
Uchiha Makoto:......
He originally suspected that Shisui had a brain problem. He was raised in his own home and educated since childhood. What the hell is this...looking for maternal love!
Is he afraid that Shisui's brain will be clearer, so he deliberately trains him to be useless?
"It's not easy for your eighth-generation uncle. He is old and pulling a daughter..."
Uchiha Huai's face was full ofHe just deliberately used little Shisui as an excuse to chat with other pretty girls!
Uchiha Zhen held his forehead, the Uchiha of this class have some serious brain problems!
"It won't be long before I may return to the front line, and I want to take little Shisui with me."
He was really worried about being raised by someone else. He hadn't seen him for more than two years. How could he learn to look at someone else's thighs...
"Shisui is very talented. Is it too early to go to the front line? He has just learned to throw shuriken."
In the past two years, he has treated little Shisui and Uchiha Zhen as his own children. It is enough to be frightened when one goes to the battlefield, plus another one... Doesn't this want him to lose his hair?
"I will follow him. There will be no danger."
Uchiha Zhen put Shisui down and rubbed his hair.
Uchiha Huai sighed, the two of them were together, wearing one thing and another!
However, he still has confidence in his son's strength. After all, if even his own father dares to scheme against him, how many people can escape his vicious hands.
I stayed at home comfortably for a few days. In addition to teaching little Shisui every day, I also made various simple, easy-to-use and powerful poisons.
He's not at home, who knows if those stupid high-level officials will have a sudden attack on his father. He can cheat his father, but others can't cheat his father.
But what surprised him was that little Shisui was so talented, but he seemed obsessed with his teleportation and illusion techniques.
One early morning, Kakashi came to his house to pay a visit to the leader.
In fact, after breakfast, I wanted to send him to accompany him to train.
Although the Hatake clan is gone, Kakashi is not living in poverty now. The salary and benefits from the torture department are enough for a ninja to do several A-level tasks, and food and accommodation are free. He is letting Nara Tomokazu Let's see... the treatment will come up soon.
Kakashi came to his bedroom, looked at Shisui who kept calling him daddy, curled his lips, and teased: "Is your son so old?"
"If you want it, I'll give it to you." Uchiha Zhen stretched and yawned, "Why did you come here so early? It's only seven o'clock. Don't you even want to sleep in?"
