After speaking, Yuan Qinghua asked the two children to be quiet and took out their mobile phones to dial a number.

"Beep...beep...pop!"

Ahem, that Tsinghua University...

Brother, Masato is your nephew, please tell me clearly what you want to do?"

"Uh, where are you?"

"You don't know where I am?"

The uncle of the current emperor, who had never met Ping Yaren before, couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"You must have let it go, Masato, uncle didn't mean it.

This time the matter is all of Ise Jingu's own initiative. Your uncle and I can only restrict people to the late stage of foundation building.

As long as they don't succeed before you return to school, Ise Jingu will give up the idea of ​​dragging you into Shinto."

Ping Yaren glanced at the middle-aged man behind Yuan Qinghua.

"So this is why Aunt Chun is not here? How is she?"

"Aunt Chun is very good. She was beside me before, but now she has gone to pick up the mess left by your mother."

"That's good."

Then he stepped forward and hung up the phone. Asking some things in person would hurt the cheap uncle's self-esteem, so just hang up the phone to express his dissatisfaction.

"So, what exactly is going on at Ise Shrine?"

"Well, you also know that three hundred years ago, we, the Genji, relied on our strength to get the Ise Shrine to nod and change the process of the Kamijo Festival, but in fact, the Ise Shrine has never recognized the orthodox status of our Genji.

And in the past three hundred years, every year of kneeling and praying has not been answered, the emperor's face has been stepped on again and again in front of the members of Ise Jingu, and it is normal for him to be unable to control them."

He thought about it, yes.

Ise Jingu Shrine has a revered status, and every time a sacrificial event is held, it attracts much attention and is broadcast live by private media.

No TV station dared to repost this God Tribute. Isn't it because they were afraid that the emperor's prestige would be reduced and he would be harmonized after live broadcasting the embarrassing scene of the emperor?

"Every year for the Kamijo Festival, we, the Genji, have to give a large amount of resources to Ise Shrine as tribute, and we also have to beg them to prepare for the sacrifice ceremony.

It's obviously the same thing every year, and it's the same thing every time. Even if we don't pay, at worst they have to send someone to ask us to arrange an emissary to pay tribute to Amaterasu.

But just for that little bit of peace of mind, we have to reluctantly pay money one by one. Thinking about it, it’s really..."

"My eldest princess!"

"...Alas~

Therefore, the people of Ise Shrine have become more and more arrogant as we, Genji, have bowed their heads time and time again, and they have even done things unscrupulously by forcing others to enter Shinto."

"I understand...Mom, who is this?"

"His name is Huashan Zhao, you can just call him uncle."

"Hello, Uncle Zhao, there are not so many rules here. You can sit down and have a cup of tea."

"No, no, no, Master Yaren, your guest..."

"Sit down and drink tea!"

"yes!"

Ping Yaren's mouth twitched, why does this old man look so...

"Ahem, in short, Ise Jingu doesn't dare to cause too much trouble. Even if they are unwilling to give up when you return to school, they will definitely not make any small moves again.

As for your uncle, don't be angry with him, he won't be easy either."

Pingya shook his head.

"Although Japan's national conditions are such that Shinto cannot be completely suppressed, under this general consensus, Ise Shrine can be so arrogant, spread beliefs at will, force others to step into Shinto, and become their tool. This is completely cultivated by successive emperors.

.

From what I heard from my uncle's tone just now, I can guess that the time limit for the start of school must be a verbal agreement."

"...You mean, Ise Jingu will breach the contract?"

"What kind of agreement? It's just words. Even if they actually signed a valid agreement, wouldn't they change it?

If you blindly place your hopes on the other party's illusory promises, you will only be eaten up by others in the future."

Yuan Qinghua's face was as sinking as water.

"What do you want to do? I can be promoted to Jindan at any time."

"It's not necessary, it's just a Shinto dispute. Although Lord Yuga and Lord Asama will definitely not come forward for a fake priest like me, there is nothing that can be done... By the way, mom, what mess did you leave for Aunt Chun?"

Yuan Qinghua rolled his eyes.

"What's the mess? Things that could have been settled long ago have been discussed over and over again. Your uncle must be looking for someone to trick me."

"whats the matter?"

"Have you not watched TV these days? It has been temporarily decided that this Olympic Games will be held in Tokyo, Japan.

After the New Year, the torch relay ceremony will begin."

"Um?"

What does it mean?

He listened to the curse of Irina, the former vice-president of the extraordinary high school student council who was crippled by him in public, and the explanation of Tang Feifeng, the student council president, and knew that Zeus, an old pervert, actually coveted his body and wanted to be like Ganymede.

That becomes his godliness.

So this is a vicious crime?

"Mom, has anyone asked you to ask me to perform at the opening ceremony?"

"Yes, I want you to be the last torchbearer and the performer in the first and last program.

But when I thought about it, this God Taste Sacrifice is more important, so I didn’t tell you."

"hehe."

He couldn't help but sneer.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just..."

He talked about his experiences in academia.

Bang! Yuan Tsinghua took action.

"How dare that bastard do that?!"

"It's okay. I've already punished him, and there's still more fun to be had in the future. Take your time~

The most urgent task now is to make Ise Jingu bow its head and withdraw the tribute certificates used as a mandatory symbol of faith."

Although this thing is just a piece of paper, it contains the divine power of Amaterasu.

Regardless of whether the owner of the certificate throws it away or tears it, it is disrespectful to Amaterasu, and Ise Shrine can use this to make it more difficult for the rain shrine, so for the time being, it can only be kept at home, thinking of a bomb that will explode at any time.

"This thing is very tricky. The other party will definitely not be obedient. How about I go get a young palace minister here?"

"Princess, this is too dangerous and will have a great impact.

Moreover, the person who issued the certificate is a member of the Saio family. We must at least find a Saio of the same clan.

There are only a few members of the Saio clan, and the only person in this generation who has obtained the status of a young palace minister is the guy who was thrown into the sea by Master Masato.

Let me catch them while they are floating on the sea."

"No need, who are you arresting? I have a way to let them take it away themselves."

"Eh? What can I do?"

Ping Yaren pulled Gang Tianhu over.

"They have no idea what kind of monsters we have in the Rain Shrine. Don't worry."

…

The next day, Saio Shaomiuji and his party, who were rescued by the military, saw the demon-like figure in front of the gate of Ise Shrine.

"You, what do you want to do here? Do you want to surrender to us?!"
Chapter completed!