Emperor Zhao Qing had agreed to the Dongying envoy's request. Yu Shu had thought that there would be many officials present who would object. Unexpectedly, no one spoke up except for Kong Qi, who had first asked the emperor to reconsider.
She was surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, she understood that this situation had occurred. It wasn't because the civil and military officials, including Emperor Zhao Qing, were brainless. It was because in this era where cold weapons were still in power and shipping was not developed, an uninhabited island was less significant than two rare Mutants.
More importantly, the Onmyoji who knew how to bring the dead back to life was an irresistible temptation to the emperor who had always yearned for immortality.
Looking at Yamada Jiro's confident expression, Yu Shu couldn't sit still. After all, she was a modern person who had come back from five hundred years in the future. She was well aware of the evil deeds that these subservient Dongying people had committed in the land of Huaxia. How could she let them coax Diaoyu Island away under her eyes?
No.
She had to think of a way.
It was impossible for her to directly stand up and persuade the Emperor not to do such a stupid thing. She had only been a new official for a few days. As a fifth-rank female official, her words carried more weight. How could the Emperor listen to her and take back his order?
Then she could only start with the Dongying people and stop them from succeeding.
Yu Shu looked expressionlessly at the door of the main hall. She quickly calculated in her mind. She was sure that the Yin-Yang technique that could summon wind and rain was just a trick. That was easy to deal with. As for the Dongying youth who claimed to be able to bring the dead back to life, she had to wait and see.
With this thought, Yu Shu didn't rashly try to persuade the emperor. Instead, she chose to sit and watch.
However, the development of the matter was a little unexpected.
"Reporting to Your Majesty," Junior Supervisor Ren of the Celestial Commissioner stood up and suggested to Emperor Zhao Qing, "Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival.
Your Majesty has to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to offer sacrifices. It's getting late and you should go prepare. In my opinion, why don't we let the envoys return to the posthouse to rest first. Tomorrow, we will invite the Onmyoji from Dongying to perform the Art of Resurrection for Your Majesty. "
Junior Supervisor Ren was the second-in-command of the Celestial Commissioner, a dignified second-rank official. Emperor Zhao Qing still gave him a lot of face.
"That's fine as well. The Aquatic Assembly will last for three days. I'll wait until the second day to see this resurrection technique."
Although Yamada Jiro was disappointed, he was not afraid that the Da 'an Emperor would go back on his words. He thought to himself that if they waited one more night, the island would still be theirs.
Yu Shu watched as Ren Qiming calmly persuaded the Emperor. Her eyes drifted and fell on the Chief Commissioner. Seeing that he was as still as a mountain, she suddenly felt that she seemed to have thought too highly of the Celestial Commissioner.
The Celestial Commissioner, who represented the core of the Great Peace Division, had assisted this great country for three hundred years. How could he tolerate the contempt and scheming of a foreign envoy?
.....
On the first day of the Water and Continent Conference, the Japanese Yin-Yang Spell Masters destroyed the prestige of the Great Peace Spell Masters, and they parted on bad terms.
When Yu Shu came out of the palace, the sudden rain had already stopped. Along the way, she heard the angry whispers of the Yin-Yang Spell Masters. Some could not stand the arrogance of the Japanese envoy, some said that the Yin-Yang Spell Master who summoned the rain had used sorcery, and some said that they were up to no good.
In short, there was not a single good word, and none of them hit the nail on the head.
Yu Shu secretly shook her head and did not interrupt. Jing Chen, on the other hand, had walked to her side at some point and asked her in a low voice,
"Did you see through the trick that the Yin-Yang Spell Master with the surname Sanada used when he summoned the rain?"
Yu Shu's eyebrows trembled. She turned her head and asked, "See through what? You said that it was that strange red light? "
Seeing that she was playing dumb, Jing Chen shook his head and told her, "That red light was not some demonic thing, but a force that will appear when the inner energy of a martial artist reaches a certain level. You should have seen him bite his finger. That red light was just an illusion created by him using his force to force out the blood and Qi."
He started martial arts at the age of three, and began cultivating his Qi at the age of five. There were martial uncles with profound inner energy who personally combed his meridians. He had already mastered the inner energy mantra of the Zhengyi Sect three years ago. Ordinary martial artists might not be able to see through the tricks of the Japanese, but in his eyes, there was nothing that could hide.
"Oh, so that's how it is." She also knew that the Yin-Yang Spell Master being able to summon the rain had little to do with that red light, but after listening to Jing Chen's explanation, she finally understood what was going on.
"I've told you everything I know. What about you?"
"Ah? What about me? "
Faced with her uncooperative attitude, Jing Chen could only make things clearer. "In the palace, I saw you writing on the table for a long time. What were you calculating?"
"…" Did he have eyes in the back of his head? She sat behind him, so he could see what she was doing.
"I vaguely remember." Jing Chen's voice became softer. There were people in front and behind them, so some words couldn't be heard by others. However, it didn't prevent Yu Shu from hearing it.
"You have a very strange method. You can predict the weather of the next day. When you say it will rain, it will rain. It's very accurate."
Yu Shu paused, almost stepping on the tripping brick at the city gate. She turned to look at Jing Chen, her eyes flashing. She knew that she couldn't hide it from him, so she simply admitted it.
"That's right. When I was in the palace just now, I predicted the weather of today. According to the divination, there should be rain today."
Sunny rain was rare. Usually, the Clear Rain Calendar Method used by the Yi Masters couldn't predict it at all. For example, the rain on a full moon night was very difficult for the Yi Masters to predict. It was the same for sunny rain.
But for Yu Shu's Clear Rain Rule, this was not a problem.
Hearing this, Jing Chen's expression became serious. He said, "That is to say, the Onmyojis in Japan might have predicted that it would rain this afternoon. That's why they used such a strange skill to pretend to summon rain, so that we would think that their Onmyojis had that kind of ability."
Yu Shu was just about to praise him for his cleverness when she heard him continue, "Since you found out that they were cheating, why didn't you expose them in the palace just now?"
Yu Shu secretly rolled her eyes and said angrily, "How do you want me to expose them? Are you going to tell the Emperor that I predicted that it would rain today, so those Japanese are liars? They didn't summon the rain, but God arranged it in advance? Do you think that people will believe me just because I'm making empty promises? "
She wasn't the only Yi Masters in the entire capital who could predict the Sunny Rain, but she was probably the only exception among the Yi Masters from the Kingdom of Da An who had entered the palace to participate in the Water and Land Conference.
She had waited until the Japanese succeeded in summoning a rain before making irresponsible remarks. Wasn't that just hindsight?
She had to come up with some strong evidence to slap those Japanese in the face.
"I didn't think it through. You're right. If you had exposed them just now, they might have shown their true colors. Instead, it would have made our Yi Masters from the Kingdom of Da An seem clumsy." Jing Chen was mocked by her, but he wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, he openly admitted that he wasn't as thorough as she was.
He then asked her, "Then what method did you think of to expose them in public?"
Yu Shu glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. "You're the Celestial Commissioner. If you're bullied by others, with the Head Supervisor and the Junior Supervisor around, it's not up to a small female official like me to think of a solution."
"… I thought you deliberately predicted that it would rain today to find a way to expose them."
"Pfft, you're thinking too much. I'm just curious."
After Yu Shu finished speaking, she ignored him. She quickened her steps and caught up with Xin Ya, the Left Magistrate, who was walking in front.
Jing Chen saw her indifferent attitude and sighed helplessly.
.....
The Japanese envoys came out of the palace and arrived at the place where they were staying.
Yamada Jiro and Aida Maki entered a room and closed the door tightly before speaking in their native language.
"Yamada-kun, how did I do today?" Japanese "Onmyoji" Aida Maki asked proudly.
Yamada Jiro flattered him, "Haha, Lord Aida, you're too amazing. You managed to deceive the two Daan masters, especially that pretty boy who was full of Daoism. I don't think he was suspicious at all. He's too stupid."
Aida Maki smiled and said, "You're also very good. You managed to make the Emperor of Daan agree to our conditions and hand over the island. If you do this well, I'll definitely report it to General Ashikaga and give you a big reward."
At this point, his smile stopped on his face and he muttered to himself worriedly, "It's just that we have to wait for another night.
"It's just that we have to wait for another night. Will there be any accidents?"
"Lord Aida, don't worry. Those Daan masters are very useless. They only know how to predict good or bad luck and talk big. They don't know the secret of bringing the dead back to life. There won't be any problems." Yamada Jiro patted his chest and guaranteed.
A hint of contempt flashed in Aida Maki's eyes. He shook his head and said,
"I'm not worried about those Daan people. I'm worried about that monster, Kuiko. Keep an eye on her. If she ruins General Ashikaga's plan, you won't be able to atone for it even if you have ten lives."
Hearing this, Yamada Jiro hurriedly apologized and said, "Lord Aida, don't worry. Kuiko's mother has been locked up by us. As long as she doesn't want to see her mother's ghost, she won't be disobedient."
Aida Maki nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.
In one of the rooms on the upper floor of the posthouse, a fair-skinned and delicate Japanese youth was hugging his knees as he squatted at the head of the bed. He stared blankly in the direction of the nothingness in the air. His eyes, which were covered by his fringe, were dull and unfocused. Suddenly, a stream of tears flowed down.
"Mom …"
After leaving the palace, a group of Daan masters dispersed first. However, a group of Daan officials were hurriedly stopped by an assistant official sent by Ren Qiming outside the palace gate.
"Lords, please wait. The Junior Supervisor wants you to go home first. After dinner, take a short rest, and then meet at the Celestial Commissioner's Conference Hall."
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