"Only we, the Fusang nation, are the ones who truly recognize our master and are the most loyal!"
"For thousands of years, under the guidance of Amaterasu, we have united under the Emperor's command and endured tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and other sufferings one after another!"
"We are humble, we regard death as life, we are humble and unyielding...but we have never had the arrogance to replace God!"
"The Han people have such delusions of killing gods, but our Fusang nation does not!"
"So! If the Xiao Clan wants to rule Asia forever, it must rely on our power, because only we are the most loyal. That is out of the loyalty of mortals to gods!"
"This is a conspiracy, and I'm not afraid of letting the prince know about it! When the prince grows up, he will understand my painstaking efforts, because he will never find loyal lackeys like us again!"
"God wants to tour the human world... He also needs the help of human lackeys. We are willing to be such lackeys, and we are willing from the bottom of our souls!"
"It's not like the Han people, who are just pretending!"
"Do you understand now? Without our assistance, the prince will never be able to find loyal retainers like us! Neither can any other ethnic group, it is simply impossible!"
Monk Kusanagi nodded, "You are right, and your evaluation of the Han people is also very accurate! According to what you said, everything we have done is already a conspiracy!"
"We are determined to help the prince ascend the throne. We are not afraid to announce this plan, so why do we still hide it?"
"What did you mean by the half-conspiracy you first mentioned?"
The excited light in Ito's eyes dimmed a little, "Yes! I have calculated and calculated, but I can only say that our plan is half a conspiracy!"
"Because...because I can't tell the truth of the head of state...I really don't know what the head of state thinks!"
"The countless statements made by the head of state have proved to the world time and time again that he does not want political power in the world, and he will not engage in the ancient system of inheritance from father to son!"
"From the beginning to the end, I couldn't see through the head of state... Maybe that's how the Gods are... There is always a sense of distance between them and this mortal world!"
"Even I feel that the head of state views the position of king in this world...as disgusting as stinky dog shit!"
"Hey... that is an invincible person, so we have to hide it from him... All my bets can only be on the prince!"
"After all...the prince still has half of his mortal blood!"
Monk Kusanagi was speechless. What he said made him feel heavy. At this time, the sky suddenly dimmed, and billowing black clouds came from the north at some point.
The cold north wind blew the withered reeds and lotus leaves beside the West Lake swaying, and the fishing boats on the lake were already preparing to return!
"It's going to snow...the weather is changing..."
"I took a look yesterday and asked the local people... They said that West Lake is very cold this winter and there are a lot of ice floes on the water!"
"If it snows heavily today, I'm afraid West Lake will freeze!"
Ito licked his lips and smiled and said, "If the West Lake is frozen, it means that the Qing Dynasty will be very cold this winter... It's like this in the south, how cruel do you think the environment in the north will be?"
"Maybe... there will be a big disaster next year!"
Whoosh...pop...
With the sound of water splashing, Monk Kusanagi hurriedly jumped up from the tatami. Water splashed in the alms bowl in the dry landscape courtyard. A black goldfish swam impatiently. There seemed to be some faint message coming from the water pattern!
"Ah! Psychic induction... The hexagram I made is receptive!"
Monk Kusanagi suddenly turned pale and looked at the northern sky, "This winter... the great cold... next spring... the severe drought... the north... the red land is thousands of miles away!"
The hexagram was completed, the black goldfish completed its mission, suddenly jumped out of the alms bowl and bounced back and forth on the stone slab, and died soon after!
It was as if he had a feeling. When Monk Kusanagi was burying the goldfish, snowflakes as big as goose feathers suddenly fell from the sky. At first, there were just two snowflakes, but after a while, all the mountains and rivers inside and outside Hangzhou were covered with snowflakes. Covered with a layer of white.
Outside the courtyard, fishermen used straw ropes to bring three big fish to the door. "The grass carp ordered by the customer... these are the only three left. You can buy them all!"
"It's snowing too much. Maybe the lake will be frozen tomorrow... If you want to eat fresh fish then, you won't be able to wait! Buy them all, I'll give them a cheaper price for the guests..."
Hahaha... Ito Hirobumi looked up to the sky and smiled, "Reward him! What good news, good news..."
Three shining silver dollars fell into the hands of the fishermen. The fishermen in raincoats were dumbfounded. A boatload of fish was not worth even one silver dollar. These three grass carps were exchanged for three silver dollars?
"I don't understand... I don't understand... What is this rich man thinking in his head?" The fisherman shook his head and left.
It’s snowing heavily in Hangzhou and the West Lake is frozen, but Ryukyu on the Pacific Ocean is still like spring all year round! In the Headquarters, Fu Yin'er had just returned from the sea and was excited to see his mother!
"Mother! I just took a boat to watch whales on the sea... The Fuso whaling ship fought with a whale for a day and a night, and finally got caught!"
"It's so spectacular... Mother, please come with me to see it when you have time!"
Huniu looked at Fu Yin'er, she really loved her to the core. She changed the child's clothes herself and ordered her servants to fetch water to wash her face. "Okay, okay, I will go and have a look. If my mother falls into the sea and is eaten by a big whale, you come here." Help!"
"No! When mother rides on the steel battleship, even a big whale won't be able to hit her!"
The mother and son were chatting and eating together, and Huniu suddenly said, "In the morning, Ito-kun sent a telegram from Hangzhou... saying that it is snowing in Hangzhou and that the West Lake will also freeze. I asked you if you would like to go and have a look!"
"Since ancient times, the West Lake has been better than the Rainy Lake, the Rainy Lake, and the Snowy Lake. It is the most beloved scene among literati. Do you want to go?"
Fu Yin'er put down his chopsticks, "Okay! I'll go and tell my father after dinner and ask him to arrange the boat... I'm just afraid that my father won't give me leave..."
While mother and son were chatting, Fu Yin'er suddenly thought of something. He whispered to his mother, "Mom... When it comes to Ito-kun, the child has always been a little confused. Why does he always tell the child that our Xiao family is a god?"
"But what my father told him is different. My father said that all people are equal and that we are all human beings! There may be inequality in status and wealth among people in different social classes, but human nature is equal!"
"Who is right?" Fu Yin'er asked in confusion.
Hu Niu's expression froze upon hearing this, "Have you told your father about the God Clan?"
"No... I know my father doesn't like hearing about these weird things, so I always thought it was a joke of Ito-kun, or just flattering!"
When Huniu heard that the child did not tell Xiao Letian, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "You did the right thing. Your father doesn't like to hear this. Don't say anything about the gods or not in the future!"
"But... you are getting older, and there are some things that mother must explain to you..."
"What Ito-kun said is not wrong... there is indeed a huge secret in your father's identity!"
