The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 151 Educating Itachi, Accompanying Mikoto!

Because the daimyo of the Land of Fire refused to return the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki.

The villages of Iwagakure, Kumogakure, and Sunagakure have deployed troops along the border of the Land of Fire, and small-scale battles occur from time to time.

The shadow of war seems to have once again loomed over the ninja world.

Seven-year-old Itachi Uchiha stood in the corridor, Sasuke in his arms crying anxiously.

"Shh... Sasuke, it's alright." Itachi gently comforted his younger brother, his precocious eyes revealing his thoughts soaring freely.

As that tall, familiar figure passed through the courtyard, Itachi Uchiha immediately rushed over like an arrow released from a bow.

"Father!"

Uchiha Mitsunori stopped in his tracks. He was still wearing the formal attire of a daimyo from the Land of Water, looking dusty but still dignified.

His gaze softened slightly when he saw Itachi and Sasuke.

"Itachi, Sasuke." He reached out and gently stroked his youngest son's head. Sasuke immediately stopped crying and looked at his father with his big, wet eyes.

Itachi Uchiha looked up at his father and asked, "Father, I heard there's going to be another war outside? Why can't we just live in peace?"

Uchiha Mitsunaga was silent for a moment, then took Itachi's small hand and said, "Come in, it's windy outside."

He led his two sons into the house before slowly speaking: "War stems from the unequal distribution of resources; some people have too much, and some have too little. When the gap becomes too large, some people will try to take what they want by force."

"But stealing is wrong!" Itachi Uchiha immediately retorted, tightening his grip on Sasuke's arm.

Uchiha Mitsunori nodded slightly: "Sometimes the line between right and wrong isn't that important. Not everyone in the world understands this, or even if they do, they choose to ignore it."

Seven-year-old Itachi Uchiha frowned and asked in a low voice, "Then, how can we completely stop the war?"

A hint of relief flashed in Uchiha Mitsunori's eyes.

He looked Itachi in the eye and said, "The Uchiha and Senju clans were sworn enemies, fighting for a thousand years. But when we put aside our grudges and jointly established Konoha, the war ended."

Itachi Uchiha's eyes lit up: "So, if everyone becomes part of one village, there will be no more wars?"

Uchiha Mitsunori calmly stated, "Theoretically, that's true. If the entire ninja world were unified into one country, all disputes could be resolved through negotiation, rather than force."

Itachi pressed on impatiently, his eyes filled with admiration: "Then Father, why don't you do that? You're so powerful, already the daimyo of the Land of Water, you could easily unify all the countries!"

Uchiha Mitsunori smiled gently: "Defeating other ninja villages is not difficult; what is difficult is getting people from different countries and cultures to truly accept each other. For example, I have been implementing reforms in the Land of Water for more than two years, and there are still people who resist."

He took Sasuke from Itachi's arms and gently rocked him: "So I'll start with education, so that the new generation can accept the same ideas. Only when enough management talent is cultivated can we truly achieve the unification of the ninja world."

Uchiha Itachi pondered his father's words quietly, a complex light flickering in his eyes.

After a while, he asked softly, "Will it take a long time?"

A complex light flickered in Uchiha Mitsunori's eyes: "It will take about 20 years, Itachi. True peace is not the conquest of force, but the acceptance of people's hearts."

At this moment, Itachi Uchiha looked at his adoptive father with eyes full of respect.

......

After educating the troubled youth... Uchiha Itachi.

He had dinner with Mikoto and Itachi, and then spent the night there.

Nighttime, in Princess Mikoto's bedroom.

Fine beads of sweat constantly seeped from the bronze-colored back of Uchiha Mikado.

Uchiha Mikoto's jade-like skin also had a faint pinkish hue.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, their breaths and moans mingling, the air thick with the scent of passion.

As time went by, their passion grew stronger, as if they wanted to become one with each other.

......

As the rain subsided, the bedchamber returned to calm, with only the sound of their still-breathing breaths.

Uchiha Mikoto lay languidly on her husband's firm chest, her slender fingers drawing small circles on his heart.

"I heard that after you changed the legal marriage age for women from 16 to 18, there was a big reaction from outsiders."

Mikoto Uchiha, however, had a hint of concern in her eyes as she brought it up in a casual tone.

Uchiha Mitsunaga gently stroked her smooth back with his large hand and calmly replied, "This is for their own good. It is very harmful to a woman's body to give birth too early. The incidence of difficult childbirth and postpartum sequelae is very high."

Uchiha Mikoto raised her head, her beautiful eyes looking at him: "I know you're doing this for their own good, but aren't you in a bit too much of a hurry? Husband, just over a year ago, you withstood the pressure and changed the legal marriage age for women from 14 to 16, and now you've changed it again from 16 to 18. I heard from the maids that commoner parents outside, as well as some young women who long to be with their lovers as soon as possible, are very resistant to this new law."

Uchiha Mitsunaga, speaking in a calm yet slightly domineering tone, said, "It's alright. The implementation of laws takes time. Right now, it only stipulates that those under the age of eighteen cannot obtain official marriage certificates and cannot enjoy tax breaks and benefits for married couples. It does not punish de facto marriages. This is a guidance, not a mandatory prohibition. Time will prove me right."

He knew that change would inevitably be accompanied by growing pains.

However, unifying thought and reforming old customs is far more complex and lengthy than the actual fighting on the battlefield.

Uchiha Mikoto looked into his determined eyes, eyes that held her entire world.

She no longer worried about the gossip outside, only feeling that the man in front of her had the world in his heart and cared about the smallest details, which made her fall in love with him.

She pressed herself against him, her soft lips meeting his, her voice so alluring it could melt water: "My husband, you're always so thoughtful... but now, let's not think about those decrees anymore..."

She rolled over and straddled him, her black hair cascading down, her eyes brimming with affection and raw desire: "Husband... I want it again..."

Uchiha Mitsumine chuckled softly, a mixture of doting affection and burning passion flashing in his eyes.

His strong arms held her slender yet voluptuous body firmly in his embrace.

With a swift turn, he regained the initiative.

"Mikoto... the giant throwing stick... here it comes..."

"...Ee...ah...ah...ee...um!"

Their shadows began to sway again...and soft moans rose...the scent of spring deepened.

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