Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Ironically, the person now in charge of the Secret Service is Vance Ravaswamy, the cousin of Vance's ex-wife Usha. He's the same Indian-American businessman who once co-founded the Department of Government Efficiency with Musk. While Usha fell from grace, her cousin didn't. Vance funded Vance and continues to be a key figure in the new government, unlike during Trump's administration when he was ousted. According to Chinese custom, someone like him would be bestowed the title of "Emperor of Obedience."

Vivek rushed over, but immediately stopped the doctors who wanted to help. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

“There must be some of Reed’s accomplices among you!”

Vivek criticized the doctors.

Who knows if these doctors in the military hospital are actually accomplices of Reed?

The Secret Service agents immediately shared the same sentiment and chose to stand by and watch. The doctors, who already disliked Vance, naturally stood by happily and began to watch the show.

But Vance is in excruciating pain right now, what should we do?

"Get...get the president some painkillers. Then select another batch..."

Chief Vivek used all the cleverness he had learned in his life (referring to his squandering of family fortune, fundraising fraud, investment failures, and being scorned after graduation) on his cousin's ex-husband:

"Immediately dispatch a batch of doctors from the nearest Washington Med Hospital... no, select a batch of doctors from surrounding hospitals for a blind selection process. After shuffling the list, find a group of truly qualified individuals to provide medical services to the president."

He spoke well, and the Secret Service agents approved. So everyone scattered and fled, gathering a large number of doctors from nearby hospitals. They first conducted layers of identity screening, and then slowly entered the secondary screening stage according to regulations.

During this period, His Excellency the President relied entirely on large doses of addictive drugs to control his pain and was even unable to take anesthesia because he could not allow his brain to enter a state of unconsciousness.

As time dragged on, the injured testicle gradually entered the necrosis stage.

When the doctors began to enter the operating room, His Majesty the Emperor's obese body, resembling a cadaver, was presented before them, with one large, purplish testicle still trembling.

After a brief surgery, the doctor removed one testicle and then remarked to his Indian cousin:

"It's too late, we have to cut it off."

Another doctor with high emotional intelligence said:

"The good news is, we only need to cut off half. The bad news is, the other one is probably useless too. Maybe we should cut them both off as well?"

Vivek shook his head repeatedly in fright:

"No, let's leave His Majesty with something to remember him by."

The doctors were thinking to themselves: What should we do?

When you have free time, take it out and play with it?

However, the doctors did not comment on the matter, as it was too tragic. Vance had been assassinated twice in just two months, averaging once a month, both times with the stabs aimed at him.

You can't exactly say to Vance, "How about we go with the flow and change our personality again?"

To achieve the feat of becoming America's first emperor and first empress?

If she really had to undergo a sex change, the assassins would probably target another of Queen Vance's vital points.

After a simple surgery, Vance fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't wake up until the early hours of the next day. Looking at his missing testicle, which also appeared shrunken, he felt as if struck by lightning and fell into a deep daze.

After briefly reading the situation briefing, Vance pondered for a moment, then suddenly pointed to Walter Reed Hospital:

"Why is the assassin also named Reed?"

The hospital director introduced the situation with trepidation:

"This military hospital is named after Major Walter Reed, the medic who discovered that yellow fever is transmitted by mosquitoes. This assassin... he is a descendant of Major Reed's family. That's why he was able to join a key military hospital at such a young age."

Upon hearing this answer, Vance was suddenly overcome with rage:

“Dig that son of a bitch’s honor out of Arlington National Cemetery and throw it away!”

In his rage, Vance couldn't distinguish between this Reed and that Reed; since they were all family, he might as well kill them both.

That's it.

Pentagon officials were drenched in sweat.

Major Reed, the Army Surgeon General, is a textbook example of a historical figure in the United States, renowned for his effective fight against and prevention of yellow fever. Although his service was in a region steeped in American history during the Latin American invasion, he was undeniably the first to confirm and control yellow fever, linking it to mosquito transmission. However, his descendant's act of stabbing the president in the testicles led to a family feud, with even their ancestral Arlington tombstone being desecrated. How can this possibly maintain morale among American soldiers?

"How should the military and medical communities view this...?"

In fact, the medical community has long wanted to kill Vance. In recent years, the Republican-controlled federal government has been drastically cutting medical research budgets, causing American medical research to gradually resemble Japan's, with research funding so low that it can't even buy a few rolls of toilet paper, forcing professors to force students to sell their bodies to raise money.

Therefore, the main problem is morale.

"I do not care!"

Vance was in a state of extreme anger. He looked suspiciously at everyone around him, feeling that everyone was suspected of wanting to kill him off.

After clearing most of the people out of the venue, Vance consulted his newly recruited Steve Bannon and suddenly came up with a novel idea:

"Do you think that Indian guy, Vivek Ravaswamy, deliberately sabotaged my fertility so that my throne could only be passed on to my two sons who have Indian blood from his family and are currently in Tokyo?"

Vance has two children. His older son is named Ewan, and his younger son is named Vivek, the same name as his cousin.

In Vance's view at this moment, this Vivek was really too audacious, which led to his carelessness and loss of an egg.

Of course, the hospital has already backed up Vance's sperm so that he can artificially create offspring when needed. This is not a difficult technique.

Steve Bannon himself disliked people of Indian descent, and he began to incite Vance to continue his exclusion of Indians:

"Of course, if we can stir up a wave of anti-Indian sentiment in the United States and even Canada, driving these more than ten million Indians out of the Americas, and even reshape the Anti-Indian Act, I think you will be able to unite a large number of white people on the American continent. By handing over the assets of Indians to the white people who are naturally entitled to them, your foundation of rule will be incomparably solid."

Vance was already contemplating the issue of succession to the empire, as well as the empire's core base.

His political acumen has indeed improved under Bannon's guidance, but Bannon himself is a fanatical person, so the direction he is heading is very strange.

At this moment, Lavaswamy was still outside the door, furiously announcing:

"Keep this information strictly confidential! Classify it as top secret!"

Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Grady thought he was referring to morale:

"You mean to throw Major Reed's tombstone, plaque, and ashes into the Potomac River?"

The Indian man glared angrily at his subordinate.

"Of course, it's because His Majesty the Emperor's testicles are gone!"

The subordinates all curled their lip in disapproval.

You damn Indian, is this a state secret?

It will appear in The Sun tonight.

What kind of title will you use?

A troublesome emperor?

……

On New Year's Eve in Japan, according to Japanese tradition, there are many scenes such as smashing mochi and offering kagami mochi.

Fortunately, Li Xinghe didn't care much about those things.

After the whole family happily finished making dumplings together, they played some games, drank some wine and ate some food. Then many of the girls lay down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

On the contrary, Li Xinghe was captured by Jian Meixun, Jian Meili, and Chiyo Hina, while the mothers and sons walked through the winter forest of the Imperial Palace at night.

The forest rustled in the night breeze, the shadows of the trees swayed in the bright moonlight, and the ground was as clear as during the day.

Mikako pointed to the brightly lit Shingu Inner Hall building in the distance:

"Shang Qiujia and Shang Jing'ai are at the Imperial Palace not far away, preparing for tomorrow morning's official press release from the Imperial Household Agency. They're going to stay up all night tonight."

"I won't cause them any more trouble."

Li Xinghe shrugged.

As we walked, we came to a shrine on the north side of the Imperial Palace, near Kudanzaka.

This small shrine is essentially the Masako family extending their traditional business into the Imperial Palace, and it enshrines the genuine goddess Amaterasu.

The door was opened, candles were lit, and the three mothers laid out carpets and bedding in the shrine. Then, with mysterious smiles on their faces, they went to the next room to change.

"We're going to have to stay up all night again," Li Xinghe lamented.

This is a typical custom of old-fashioned shrine families, maintaining a very traditional New Year's Eve vigil ritual.

The three mothers dressed up especially for today's vigil.

Chiyo Hinaki wore a light blue, fitted kimono, which perfectly complemented her dewy, clear, and youthful oval face. Her sculpted features revealed a slightly shy goddess-like mood, and her round almond-shaped eyes seemed to be bathed in the soft, light blue aura, casting aside her professional legal demeanor.

"how?"

"very beautiful."

Before Li Xinghe could finish speaking, compared to the supermodel-slim Chiyo Hinaki, when the eldest sister, Mami Kaoru, appeared before them in a bright red modified kimono, her breasts, slender waist, and ample hips that even the red fabric couldn't conceal, Li Xinghe clearly heard Chiyo Hinaki mutter "slutty fox" under her breath.

It seems that Chiyo's mother and Mikasa still have quite a few conflicts over today.

Then came Misato Ma, dressed in a traditional white wufu. As the family's biggest star, Misato Ma possesses a national-level beauty in terms of poise and camera presence. With expressive eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose, and delicate lips, her small, exquisitely shaped face, along with her thick, long hair casually draped over her shoulders, every smile and gesture is exquisitely beautiful, exuding the unique beauty and charisma of a star. Although her clothing doesn't accentuate her figure, her radiant face alone makes up for any shortcomings.

The three mothers in the family grabbed Li Xinghe and forced him to change into traditional priest's robes, while also subjecting him to mental torture.

"Xuan Zhihua is already nine months pregnant. Soon, Xiao Juyan will have her own older brother and a younger brother or sister born to her mother. Has the person who started all this realized what they have done wrong?"

Li Xinghe started coughing:

"Ahem, I was forced by circumstances..."

"What situation forced them to do this? Why haven't I seen Lieshu pregnant?"

"Maybe it's because... um... let's get down to business."

Speechless, Li Xinghe couldn't very well say that it was because Chiyo's mother's womb was unproductive.

There is indeed something important to discuss.

Lee Sung-ha is already past the age limit and must resolve his dual citizenship issue with Japan and South Korea by 2031. However, the issue of dual citizenship isn't actually about this seemingly easily solvable legal problem. If we're just talking about the law, then the Jian family, as a legal dynasty, could easily draft a thousand laws and have them passed by parliament, silencing any legal objections from the South Korean public.

The real question is, what justification can be used to resolve the deep-seated national and ethnic conflict between the Japanese and Koreans?

As is well known, aside from North Korea, which operates solely on its own local area network, and the oblivious, monkey-like versions of China and Vietnam, there are extremely deep historical conflicts between China, Japan, and South Korea, both online and in real life.

So the core question remains: how can we convince South Koreans that Lee Sung-ha, as a person of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent, and possibly Korean descent, can gain the support of all three ethnic groups in China, Japan, and South Korea?

"The night is still long, let's talk slowly."

Mikako took out the late-night snack from the box.

Dressed in black wufu, Li Xinghe and his three mothers began to have a late-night snack at the Amaterasu Shrine.

I wonder if Amaterasu will be angry.

Li Xinghe casually analyzed:

"My thinking remains unchanged. To be honest, it's the only way to solidify the current extreme divisions. That is to go backwards."

On the issue of Japan and South Korea, we can only go backwards and return to the state before the Japan-South Korea annexation period.

Li Xinghe explained his plan:

"Well, I will first go to South Korea for a coronation ceremony. After that, I will return to Tokyo for a second coronation ceremony. After the two ceremonies, I will announce that I will not personally serve as the head of state of either country, and that I will not change South Korea's political system. This two-step-forward-one-step-back approach will pave the way for resolving the Japan-South Korea issue. Ultimately, our goal is to create a unique national identity for 'East Asians,' encompassing China, Japan, and South Korea."

This is a very safe route plan, but it still requires a lot of time to prepare and arrange.

Mikaru pinched her son's nose:

"A safe and reliable answer will reward you with an experience of Japan's unique and classic traditional culture."

What unique traditional culture?

Night climbing?

It certainly wasn't about Li Xinghe carrying his old man back and throwing him into the mountains.

Li Xinghe turned his head and looked at the statue of the goddess Amaterasu, feeling somewhat uneasy:

"Huh? Aren't we supposed to keep vigil at the shrine?"

Mikasa emphasized:

"Yes, we can't sleep until dawn."

Misato then threw in a few words about gods and ghosts:

"Amaterasu is said to be the incarnation of Dainichi Nyorai in Japan, and was born from the eyes of Izanami. She possesses the power to protect believers and fulfill their wishes. We specially brought this deity from Ise Shrine. It is said to be very good at blessing believers with fertility, and many people have become pregnant after making offerings to her."

Chiyo Hina untied her braids, her long hair cascading down her chest, her cheeks flushed.

This isn't just an explanation; it's practically threatening Li Xinghe with a knife. Today, we must resolve the issue of Chiyo Hina's inability to have a child.