The night wind is cold.
The teacup that was blowing Qin Ye's black hair, which was not hot by itself, was even colder in his hands.
As if the wind also felt the undercurrent surging under the sea, whimpering silently.
Qin Ye sat by the window and watched the moonlight for a while, then beckoned, a stack of documents flew over the table and slowly opened in the air. Lines of names came into view.
Celtic Hades, Semitic Hades, Hopi Hades, Nenxingu Hades, Red Moon Hades Federation... At this moment, a voice sounded softly outside the door: "Sir, Zhao Guiwang, Qin Fujun asks to see you."
"Come in." Qin Ye flipped through the documents. Soon, the sliding door opened silently. Zhao Yun and Qin Changxin walked in.
Qin Ye raised his chin towards the teapot, did not speak, and still looked at the information. Zhao Yun and Qin Changxin didn't talk too much, after drinking a few cups of tea. Qin Ye finally closed the documents and looked at the night sky thoughtfully: "No powerful underworld has arrived, and now the highest official position in the underworld is only the ruler..."
He picked up the teacup, but stopped at his mouth and didn't drink it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "So, how did they have the guts to see Si Chang coming and not welcome them?"
In the exotic land, all the fireworks were put away, leaving only the most calm thoughts.
Zhao Yun took a sip of tea, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Because... no one will stay there and wait for us."
"It's brutal, but it's the reality."
He walked to the window and also looked at the bloody moon in the sky. Slowly said: "In this world, after the establishment of the local government alliance, each country has its own way of living."
"As long as the big country is there, it doesn't move. No one can ignore it. But the small country can't. They have to move, run, and make trouble. Only then will the big country notice them and give them soup... just like the world of Korea. You think Are the Korean experts really crazy? Did they catch Huaguo for nothing?"
"No, it's just the best way for them to gain a sense of presence. So, they reported on the thighs of the United States. The same is true of Yin Si, if a small country wants to have a voice in the underworld alliance... Children who can cry have milk to drink. They need to drink milk. , There must be a mother. Our mother is gone, and the children below will naturally go to other places to drink milk. "
"Now, they are drinking other people's milk, how dare they meet us again? Aren't they afraid that their parents will cut off their milk powder?"
Qin Ye laughed when he heard it: "It's very fashionable, and it's a very apt metaphor."
In China, I always think that the underworld of Huaguo is so powerful in the world, but in fact it is almost the same. However, as soon as they arrived in Nara, reality taught them a good lesson.
"However, we have been standing for thousands of years, and there are not many puppet countries?"
Qin Changxin smiled: "Sir, all the puppet countries have become the fiefs of Twelve Tianluo. The 'king' of the puppet country is not even qualified to enter this level of meeting."
"To participate in this kind of world-class conference. First of all, the first rule is - your own sovereign and independent underworld."
Qin Ye clapped his hands and put down the teacup: "So, what should we do now?"
He walked slowly in the room with his hands on his back, his eyes becoming more and more solemn: "I thought about it carefully just now. If this meeting is a big show, then it has now entered the final, unscripted rehearsal."
"Seven days later, once the signing ceremony is over. That will be the end of the drama, and the time to see it." His eyes swept over the two, and solemnly said: "We must win more votes within six days of the rehearsal!"
Any meeting of the Underworld Alliance is voted on by voting. Of course, the four permanent members have one-vote veto power. He already knew it.
He didn't know what the other party was going to do, but he could guess that it was nothing more than the idea of playing the four permanent positions.
For this conference, the underworld who had the heart did not know how long they had been preparing and how many gods of death had been contacted. Now... no one can teach them how. They must draw inferences from one case and act accordingly to get more votes.
He clicked his finger, and the data book flew over again. He stroked lightly and said, "There are now thirty-four underworlds in the world. Now there are eleven underworlds. As long as... we can get 18 votes, more than half. We... can land safely."
Dead silence.
No one made a sound, and everyone's eyes were flickering. Think fast.
Everyone knows the answer, but how difficult is it to do
No one even greeted him. And... this is the first meeting of the Four Permanent Underworld to reopen after a hundred years!
Slap in the face
Indeed, for the Four Constant Underworld, this was a slap in the face. The crackling sound, however, really gritted his teeth and endured it.
"One hundred years of change... Seven days of change..." Qin Changxin pursed his lips, sighed softly, and did not continue.
It is true that this task is too difficult, even if the underworld of Huaguo once had such a solid foundation.
However, the butcher does not give the prey time to wait.
"At an international conference, any meeting can be regarded as a weather vane." Zhao Yun suddenly said: "Some things, as long as you gently hint, you can know... the other party's true thoughts."
Qin Ye's eyes flashed: "You mean the reception in a few hours?"
Zhao Yun nodded: "At that time... if you throw an olive branch in moderation, I believe that the underworld will be interested."
"Of course, you can't make it too obvious. After all... Huaguo Difu never disdained that kind of thing before. The ruling team has changed, but the overall style can't change too much. Otherwise... In this eventful season, it is definitely not a good phenomenon."
This will make other countries suspicious and even afraid... Qin Ye nodded deeply: "I see."
… … … … …
Huangquan Hirazaka is worthy of being the underworld that has stood in the world for thousands of years. In such an important meeting at the international level, the Japanese underground government has also exhausted its thoughts. Between the vertical towers, there are many overhead bridges. As long as you step on them, you can reach Honmaru as quickly as possible.
The Huaguo Difu Reception Banquet was held in the banquet hall "Xiaosongju" on the second floor of the Honmaru.
The banquet hall is very large, and the reunion table in the ancient Chinese style is used. Each table is enough to seat more than ten people. There are six tables in total, and all members of the ambassadorial team can attend. When Qin Ye came to the banquet hall surrounded by them, Izanami, Su Zhan Mingzun, and more than a dozen emissaries were already waiting there.
"Welcome to the Underworld of China!" Izanami took the lead and bowed. All the others bowed down in unison. Qin Ye's eyes swept across them, and he jumped up and down immediately, a burst of anger in his heart instantly rushed up.
Even if I had a hunch... Even when I came, there was no underworld to greet me, but... Now all the people here are judges! Except Izanami and Suzhan Mingzun!
Yes, the underworld that I have arrived now, compared to the underworld of China, is the underworld as large as a grain of rice. Even if the red moon is united, it will only be a union of the island owners of several small islands. The highest official position is only the Fujun.
However, there was only a judge at the scene.
This shows that... at the first public meeting where the Underworld of China reappeared on the stage a hundred years later, even these grains of rice did not buy the face of Underworld of China!
Not a single leader came!
This is a shame for a four-level underworld! I'm afraid it's something that hasn't happened in thousands of years! Forbearance... Don't be anxious, use forbearance... Qin Ye still had a smile on his face, his hands were already twisting so hard that his knuckles were turning white. That's politics, not complacency.
"Please get up." There was not even a trace of flaw in his smile. As soon as the words fell, Izanami raised her head, only the head of her mouth looked directly at Qin Ye, she covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Unfortunately, it's not a coincidence that Qin Yan is here. The governor of the underworld who arrived today, the heads of state, I traveled to Mount Fuji, but I haven't returned yet. I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in your country's reception banquet."
The anger that has just been suppressed is like the paper money that has been piled up and burned during the Mid-Yuan Festival. Looking outside, it was already cloudy and smoky, but no sparks were seen. But a stick is picked in, and inside is the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun.
This sentence is the stick.
Who wouldn't know about the arrival of the underworld in China
So coincidentally? Group night tour
No one dares... Or no one wants to meet him
Is it because of pressure, or... reluctant to bite the fat in your mouth
His thoughts rushed over, and Qin Ye keenly captured what expression he should use now. You should be angry, but you can't be angry. You should show that you don't care, after all, it's just a few small countries. so…
He sneered: "What a coincidence."
Then, without saying a word, he followed Izanami to the main table.
The host and guests are seated. As soon as he sat down, a judge immediately said respectfully: "Qin Yanwang, I'm really sorry. Tonight there is a ghost and god sacrifice on Mount Fuji. Once in fifty years, it's a rare opportunity. The Governor-General said that he will make amends for you in a few days."
"Yeah, our head of state also said that it was his biggest regret that he didn't meet you in person." A polite man who seemed to be a tropical race before his death said with sincerity and fear: "We will unite with the Red Moon, and there will be generous gifts. to make up for today's regrets."
Qin Ye glanced around.
Sitting, plus Japan, there are a total of twelve underworlds.
If possible, he simply wanted to slap one by one and slap these perfunctory evildoers into flesh. But in fact, he had to release some kindness.
"Red Moon Union?" The information flashed through his mind quickly, and he smiled: "The island union based on agriculture and animal husbandry. A hundred years ago, we just signed a contract to purchase 50% of the Yin beasts in your country. Meat, a contract for more than forty fruits."
This is a very subtle goodwill.
If in the world, Hua Guo, who is not short of money, would say this to a certain small country. The other party will definitely ask: Does our pork, beef and fruit taste particularly good? Pure natural without additives. Do you want to consider renewing your visa
"Yes." However, the representative's answer was: "Master Qin didn't expect to remember it so clearly."
Never mention the renewal!
Qin Ye clenched the wine glass tightly. His thoughts were so tumultuous, he needed a breakthrough... a breakthrough that would allow other countries to see the sincerity of the Huaguo Hell and be willing to negotiate terms with them!
Only with the first breakthrough can we go on talking.
Continue to talk, it is possible to use interests to pull the other party's votes!
Verbal threats are fine, but... not being able to send troops in the future is a big joke. And... Now that the whole world is staring at the Huaguo Underworld, this is definitely not a good time to threaten!
Qin Ye lowered his eyes slightly, smiled unhappily, and sipped his glass of wine.
These dozen votes, it is very likely... they flew away in front of him.
He can't continue to ask, Huaguo Difu can't lose face! And the killing intent in his heart is almost real.
Shame on your face... But, you have to get used to it!
He finally understood why the second generation didn't like this position.