Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 17 When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they are well-fed and clothed, they know honor and shame; when superiors dress appropriately, their family relationships are secure. (Seeking monthly votes)

Good evening, Lord Yun Chuan.

Amidst the sound of the lake breeze and the ripples on the water, the two men guarding the city gate bowed slightly and said respectfully to Yun Chuan before them, "Please show me your credentials."

The moat, which appeared to be several meters wide, and the city walls, which were ten meters high and over eight meters thick, made Yahiko and Konan slightly gape.

This single city wall and moat might not be enough to stop the ninjas of Amegakure, but it would be enough to deter most bandits from their plans to plunder.

When did this small town suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Didn't Daming and those officials notice?

Yunchuan is practically establishing a nation right under their noses!

Those good-for-nothings are truly beyond saving!

Just as Yahiko was still in surprise, the guard's words brought him back to his senses.

"Huh? What kind of proof do you need to show?"

As if he had heard something unbelievable, Yahiko behind him widened his eyes instantly, watching Yun Chuan smile as he took out a card and handed it over.

It was a card with some words engraved on it and strange patterns on its surface.

After one of them had looked through it, they stepped back slightly to make way for Yun Chuan and his group, and handed them a black umbrella, saying, "We apologize, Lord Yun Chuan, please forgive us."

"No need for that." Yun Chuan took the black umbrella, shook his head and smiled, "You did a good job, it was just your duty."

Having said that, he opened his umbrella and walked into the city, where the rain was pattering, as the two guards watched him go.

Passing through the city gate, the wide bluestone road made the little ones pause for a moment, giving them the feeling that they had arrived in the capital.

No, it looked cleaner and tidier than any capital they had ever seen before!

"Um, Brother Yun Chuan."

Finally, turning to look at the two guards, Yahiko leaned close to Yun Chuan and whispered, "Are you sure this is the castle you built? Why do you need to show identification to enter your own home?"

"...I didn't build it." Yun Chuan glanced at him and replied somewhat dismissively, "I built it together with everyone else."

whispering sound.

Yahiko curled his lip in disdain, thinking to himself: If you took the lead in establishing it, just say you established it yourself, why do you have to make up some excuse about everyone doing it together?

This guy is such a show-off!

"You'll need to register your household registration later. You'll only be allowed in and out once you have your identification..."

At this moment, Yun Chuan gave Ya Yan a warning look and reminded him, "Also, those two are very responsible men. Even if I force my way in, they will find a way to bring me back. You two better behave yourselves!"

Of course, putting aside whether they can catch him, if they do, they'll probably commit suicide afterward to atone for their sins.

After all, "duty" is "duty," and "a subject dies when his lord is humiliated" is "a subject dies when his lord is humiliated."

There's no need to tell Yahiko these things; even if I did, he wouldn't understand.

"Okay!" Yahiko replied, drawing out the sound, then asked, "What is a household registration system?"

"The information above mainly includes your name, date of birth, relatives, marital status, etc.," Yun Chuan explained simply. "You just need to know that this can reduce the number of spies and informants that may appear in the future."

He had quite a few talented and extraordinary people under his command.

The so-called "household registration certificate" is not a "card" that can be forged at will, but an identity certificate with a special encryption method that is extremely difficult to decipher and detect, recording relatively detailed information such as body shape and appearance.

The two unassuming guys at the door were also rogue ninjas who were forced to leave because they couldn't agree with Hanzo's ideals before they met Yun Chuan. Both of them had sensory secret techniques.

Unless it's someone like Orochimaru who has undergone software modifications and uses the B-rank forbidden technique "Face Erasure Technique" that uses real human face masks, it would be difficult to fool the two of them with simple disguises and transformation techniques.

Of course, if their illusion skills are so advanced that they fall for it without even realizing it, there's nothing that can be done for the time being.

Fortunately, their presence isn't too strong yet, and they haven't become a thorn in others' side. It'll be fine once Yun Chuan replaces them with someone more suitable.

"The Uzumaki clan seems quite suitable," Yun Chuan thought to himself. "Guarding the gate is a crucial task, after all!"

However, in addition to reducing the risk of infiltration by spies, informants, and agents, household registration also has great benefits for taxation, population management, and conscription, facilitating population censuses, adjusting population structure, and gender ratios.

It's best to get this sorted out as soon as possible. We can categorize professions like "scholars," "farmers," "craftsmen," and "merchants." When the number of people becomes too large and the team becomes difficult to manage, each of these sub-departments can be responsible for their own management.

He had spent a lot of time and effort to adjust the household registration system to be more in line with reality, so he naturally had to set a good example.

"Lord Yun Chuan! You're back!"

Although there was still a light drizzle, the village looked very lively.

Some people set up small rain shelters, while others put up rain canopies, and people were enthusiastically hawking their wares inside.

While Yun Chuan was pondering, they unknowingly arrived in front of a tavern. The woman at the door saw Yun Chuan and her eyes lit up.

"Have you eaten? Would you like some late-night snacks?"

Yun Chuan snapped out of his daze, recognized the person in front of him, and said with a gentle smile, "Good evening, Mrs. Yoshikawa. But I'll pass on the late-night snack; I'm not used to having four meals a day."

Just as the woman was about to say something, she heard shouts coming from the tavern again.

"Mrs. Yoshikawa! We're out of sake! Bring us another bottle of shochu! We made some money today, we must drink to our hearts' content!"

"What's the rush, you old drunkard? I'm coming! Then I'll have to excuse myself for now, Lord Yun Chuan!"

"Please don't mind me." Yun Chuan waved his hand gently, his expression somewhat helpless.

"Lord Yun Chuan, you've saved four more poor children this time?"

"Yes, now that we've seen them, we can't just leave them unattended. I'll have to trouble you all to look after these little devils for me from now on."

"You're as gentle as ever, Lord Yunchuan!"

"..."

On the short stretch of road leading into the village, both merchants and commoners would greet him with smiles, or come over for a chat, and try to force something on Yun Chuan.

This was too much for Shi Shiran and Yun Chuan, who were leading several small children, to handle. They waved their hands and begged for mercy, but it had no effect whatsoever.

Yahiko, who had been watching the spectacle with a smile, became uneasy because of their enthusiasm.

Finally, the group simply started running until they ran out of the designated commercial area, at which point no one approached them anymore.

Because they ran into the "residential area" that was being expanded.

The pungent smell of cement, the dull thuds of moving things, the cacophony of shouts...

"Keep trying! Almost done... Hey! You old bastard! Where are you going? Watch your step! If you break it right under my nose, Lord Yun Chuan will break my bones!"

The men toiled with their faces to the earth and their backs to the sky, carrying loads of sand on their backs and two buckets in their hands, while the person in charge, wearing a hat, directed the work from all directions.

The slightly chilly rain in the air did nothing to dampen their determination.

"This...this feels so strange."

Looking at the scene before them, where everything was in ruins yet radiated an astonishing vitality, Yahiko and the others couldn't help but feel a strange sense of awe.

"I came here with my father three years ago."

Ji Yun's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a strange tone, "If I remember correctly, back then, this place was still being ravaged by bandits, and it was so dilapidated that it was worse than an ordinary village. But now..."

If the capital of the Rain Kingdom is like a steel jungle, with towering towers and exposed pipes, it may seem cold and imposing at first glance, but it will feel chaotic after a while.

So, this small town may not be as big as the capital in terms of size, but it has surpassed most towns and villages. In particular, the bustling scene of labor in front of them has far exceeded the imagination of the little ones.

Standing here, they could see that although there were many pipes in the building, they were all planned out and not haphazardly arranged.

The buildings are not too different in size, but they are different in style. They do not look messy at first glance. They are obviously built according to strict standards, and the interior decoration is customized.

They even witnessed that if a worker's work did not meet the standards, the supervisor would berate them severely, and the workers could only smile wryly and beg for mercy.

"Brother Yun Chuan, this..." Xiao Nan's face was full of confusion and surprise as she asked curiously, "How did you manage to make them so self-disciplined and obedient?"

In her limited memory, these workers were of low quality, often slacking off and not doing their jobs properly, and would not obey orders unless threatened.

"Hmm, it's a bit complicated to explain." Yun Chuan narrowed his eyes and pondered, "To put it simply, it's just one sentence."

"What?" Yahiko instinctively took a step forward and blurted out.

"When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they are well-fed and clothed, they know honor and shame; when superiors dress appropriately, their family relationships are strong."

Upon hearing this, Yahiko's pitifully small brain immediately shut down.

What are the proper etiquette for the granary? What does one know about what? What is the proper way to maintain kinship with superiors?

I can understand each word individually, but I can't understand them when they're put together!

"This sentence means..."

Yun Chuan sighed, rubbed his head vigorously, and said with a smile, "Only when the granaries are full will people know etiquette; only when people are well-fed and clothed will they understand honor and shame; and only when leaders take the lead in following the rules will those below learn from them."

Upon hearing this, unlike Yahiko who was stunned and stood there as if struck by lightning, Jiyun frowned and then gave up thinking.

She doesn't need to understand these principles that have no meaning.

All she needs to know is...

When the world is full of locked rooms, the one who has the key is the "king".

(End of this chapter)