Traveling with Indra

Chapter 17 Daddy Control

Indra observed his brother for a few days and saw that he was as heartless as usual. He just didn't go to Mingluo for the time being. He was somewhat satisfied with his peace of mind. These days, his father has been trying to catch the person who spread the rumors. It's not a big deal for Ashura to run away every day.

The rumor died quickly, and a week later it became a conflict between several families within the Ninja Clan. Families who had paid tuition were unwilling to teach others for free, not to mention that this was stealing their business. If there were too many people doing bamboo weaving, wouldn't their products be unsellable?

These people suddenly understood why Mingluo wanted to charge tuition. Although they were still a little reluctant, they didn't go out and say anything nonsense. Considering that Lord Indra still needed to be fair, he changed the subject and began to praise him, as if he was not the one who said that Indra was crooked a few days ago.

Yuyi and Black Zetsu were both confused, not knowing why this change happened. One of them was born in a greenhouse, had great power at birth, and had not suffered any setbacks; the other was a Kaguya consciousness that had just been born a few decades ago and was still learning conspiracies and intrigues, not understanding people's hearts very well.

After the second market ended, Indra calculated the share for Mingluo and went up the mountain without asking Ashura. He still wanted to talk about the issue of political shifts. As a genius with strong strength and brains, it was inevitable that he lacked the social skills caused by his inability to understand ordinary people.

Ming Luo listened to his questions and deeply understood what it meant that the top students did not understand the pain of the poor students. Some people began to understand profound books at the age of ten, while some people still couldn't figure out division at the age of ten.

Indra had never worried about food, clothing and other necessities in his life, so naturally he didn't understand why ordinary people were obsessed with money.

"I can't use words to make you feel the same way as others. Have you ever heard of pretend games?"

"Roleplay?"

"You can only empathize with what they have experienced if you have experienced it." Mingluo made a hypothesis. If Indra used the transformation technique to become a girl and walked on the street with his appearance, he would understand the difficulties women face in the world. "You can slowly understand these things later. Now let's talk about the issue of 'conflict transfer'."

Indra nodded, took a rabbit out of the oven, cut a piece with a knife to taste it, and confirmed that it was tender and cooked, and took out the bamboo support inside and cut off the two rabbit legs.

He will not turn into a girl, but he can only learn more by going out. Staying in the Ninja Clan is like a frog in a well, not knowing the immensity of the world.

Mingluo prepared the dipping sauce and served it with rice and stir-fried vegetables. She picked up the rabbit leg and dipped it in the sauce on the dry dish. Her mouth was filled with the aroma of meat and oil, and the spicy taste filled her mouth, which was very stimulating.

Indra didn't eat it with any dipping sauce as he prefers light taste and doesn't like spicy food.

"If I were a daimyo, my left minister would be a conservative, he would want me to improve people's livelihood, enrich the country, and let the common people live and work in peace; my right minister would be a radical, he would want me to expand the territory, expand the territory, and become a hegemon." Both sides would stick to their own ideas and would ask the daimyo to decide whether to farm or expand the army. "Why don't you think we can take both into account?"

"Manpower and capital." Farming, building roads, and repairing canals all require manpower and money, and expanding the military requires even more.

"In terms of status and the need for decision, the daimyo holds the initiative. But what if... my subordinates are in step with each other? What if they are all conservative, or all radical?"

Indra was slightly stunned, thinking, what's the problem? In step, the subordinates are in step, could it be that the subordinates and the daimyo are out of step? "You mean... Daming can't control the situation?"

"Bingo!" Ming Luo drew a triangle in the air. This is probably the most stable power relationship.

A mature person in power is a master of balance. An imbalance on either side will cause the framework to collapse. Only when subordinates are evenly matched, or even have a shaky relationship, will the boss be the safest.

Similarly, the incident of the Ninja Clan was also the same. When the villagers united and believed that Indra was on her side, a big conflict broke out. When they had internal conflicts, the spearhead would no longer be directed at Indra.

"What if the conflict is too big?" Indra didn't like this statement very much, as he felt it was quite dirty.

"Then transfer it to the outside. Create an enemy and let everyone's anger and dissatisfaction be directed there, and the inside will be united and peaceful." Ming Luo thought that in history, the ministers of the emperor would be divided into loyal and treacherous, and there would also be favorites among them, and the division of labor among them was very clear.

"The contradiction has not disappeared." This does not solve the fundamental problem.

"Yes, but the daimyo doesn't care. What they need is 'stability'." As long as the country is doing well during their tenure, it doesn't matter how the civilians live, how miserable they live, how many people die, in fact... the people in power don't care. "Some people will even kill the person who exposed the problem when it is exposed. This is much simpler than solving the problem."

Indra's worldview was shaken, and he could not accept this at all. In today's society, the daimyo is still considered a good person by default. Even if there is a problem, it is the fault of the corrupt officials, and the daimyo is just deceived.

Every time the Ninja Clan intervened, the daimyo would judge the person who oppressed the good people, and the matter would end.

"You can't say there are no good people in the daimyo! Yes, there are daimyo who care about their people."

Indra put down his bowl and looked at Mingluo, who was still eating slowly because she was talkative. He had a feeling that he would not like what she was going to say next.

"Just like the Ninja Clan, although you and your brother always have different positions, your father didn't deliberately suppress you because Ashura was too weak. It's just a small village with dozens of households, so he wouldn't do such a thing." Ming Luo finally showed her fangs. She explained so much just to sow discord. "Those daimyo will marry women from different forces, and the children born will be born in opposition, which is completely different."

"Mingluo!" Indra raised his voice. What she said was too much.

"Sorry, my heart...sees everything dirty." Ming Luo looked back and smiled faintly, admitting that she had ulterior motives. "If you don't like it, I won't mention it again in the future."

Anyway, it's his business, he just did it on a whim.

"..." Indra felt like he had punched cotton and didn't like anyone making malicious assumptions about his father.

"It's sad for the daimyo to do that, because... the child will grow up, and he will slowly grow old. When the child is too outstanding, dazzling enough to overshadow himself, the incompetent will be afraid." Afraid of unstable status, afraid of power falling into others' hands.

Indra rarely walked away without helping to clean up the dishes, and also forgot to bring a rabbit for Ashura. The scene of getting along with his father emerged in his mind, and he actually understood it all.

【My father is rejecting me because I look like my grandmother.】

Ming Luo spread her hands nonchalantly: This guy is not only brother-con, he's also dad-con.