In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni was not present.

The other teachers all looked nonchalant.

No one reacted at all to the fact that the younger Fujimiya Makoto was walking in front of them.

Only Unohana looked at her own disciple and smiled comfortingly.

At the same time, Xiumu Yinling, who was sitting in the main seat opposite, couldn't help but be stunned, with a slightly confused look.

Hyoshubu Ichibei's gaze fell on the sword at his waist, and after a while, he looked at his face again, seeming to be slightly interested.

He's a unique little guy.

Fujimiya Makoto sat down calmly, looked straight at the big monk not far away, and explained:

"Master Yuan Liusai is injured and has entrusted us to come and discuss matters."

"On the last day, the Lord will be there in person."

"That kind of thing is fine." Ichibei, with his hands in his pockets, said nonchalantly to the two people on either side of the table, "Hurry up and start. I'm getting impatient, monk."

"Yes."

Both of them nodded, and their attitudes were respectful towards the big monk.

The next moment, Fujimiya Makoto got straight to the point and dropped a bombshell right at the start:

"first."

"Let's start by abolishing the title of 'noble' in Seireitei."

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Chapter 4 Peace Talks (k)

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

"We would never accept such an unreasonable request, even if we die!"

Xiumu Yinling sat at the desk, looking at the requests listed in different categories on the table. The color of his already ugly little face turned from blue to green, and he almost shouted rejection in a roaring voice.

"The bloodline of Seireitei is not yet extinct!"

"These terms are simply humiliating us!"

It wasn't just the young patriarch who was furious.

Even Tsunayashiro Mitsunobu and the elderly Kyoraku Takuya, who were sitting on both sides of Kuchiki Ginrei, could no longer tolerate the demands on the table that were aimed at the hearts of the Seireitei nobles.

See what he wrote?

The titles of nobility were abolished, and a new samurai class was established. The number of seats was limited to each family, and regular assessments were required, otherwise the succession to the throne would not be allowed.

The Central Forty-Six Offices were abolished and replaced by the separation of powers among the 'Gotei 13', 'Central Cabinet' and 'Palace of Justice', which supervised each other. At the same time, the captain-in-chief was required to hold both supervisory power and immunity, which meant that the Gotei 13 was half a level higher than the other two.

Abolish the ban on entry and exit to the outermost Seireitei, remove all privileges of the Seireitei nobility, abolish the law of lynching within the nobility, and base everything on the standards of the Palace of Justice. Special circumstances require a joint report to the three ministries...

One after another.

Almost all the dignity and prestige that the nobles originally held were stripped away.

Economy, justice, punishment, number of servants, raising of troops...

All are controlled by explicit regulations.

If you want to change it, you need to propose it at the annual joint meeting of the three departments.

Kyoraku Takuya scanned the pages of interlocking regulations on the table again and again, trying to find a suitable breakthrough.

However, the more I watched, the more frightened I became.

Originally, the nobles of Seireitei thought that Genryu was just a group of bandits and had no ability to govern the country, and must have no idea how to govern Seireitei.

So much so that what they discussed most this month was how to use the system and its loopholes to counter these thieves who were trying to gain power - even though the nobles of Seireitei were still fighting for power even when they were dying, it didn't mean they had no brains.

On the contrary, it is precisely because he has too many thoughts and uses them all on his own people that he has finally led to the current situation.

But all the original imaginations have now been shattered.

"Yes."

Kyoraku Takuya put down the document and said stiffly, "We will never agree to this."

Fujimiya Makoto, who was sitting across the table, remained pleasant and calm as he looked at the defeated group. He asked, "Excuse me, what do you all want?"

Kyoraku Takuya also approved his proposal. Putting aside other things for now, those few thin pieces of paper gave people a very unreliable feeling, and the rest of the details were so vague that they were full of loopholes.

Compared with the thick pile opposite Fujimiya Makoto, he was at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

However, the nobles had no choice but to bite the bullet:

"This is our peace proposal."

Just as Fujimiya Makoto was about to take it, he saw Suzube had already picked up the manuscript and placed it in front of him.

He flipped it open and took a few glances, almost laughing out loud.

Because the first item on the document read in large letters: 'The masterminds of the Seireitei tragedy, led by the four teachers, must be handed over to the Central Forty-six for trial in order to clarify the criminal laws of Soul Society.'

The pen moves quickly and the ideas are wild and imaginative.

Fujimiya Makoto looked across at the equally stern-faced Kuchiki Ginrei and the others, and said gently, "The elders of Seireitei, Chiyo Yuyuki, with a million years of experience... lost to Genjijuku after ten years of bloody battle."

"It seems there is indeed a reason."

"How dare you insult me?!" One of the hot-tempered elders stood up on the spot and seemed to be about to take action.

"How did I insult you?" Fujimiya Makoto asked him back.

The rotten wood elder could not help but pause and stammered, unable to speak.

Xiao Podao is very smart and can even answer this kind of easy-to-answer question.

【Stupid.】

Because you told the truth.

Then, the people behind Yuan Liu suddenly burst into laughter, and the whole hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Only the Soul Society Shinigami on the opposite side had ashen expressions.

After everyone finished laughing, Fujimiya Makoto's expression turned serious and cold. His eyes swept across the Seireitei people in front of him like a knife blade, and his voice was flat:

"I am not afraid to tell you."

"If it weren't for the arrival of Hyojubu-sama from the Soul King Palace to staunch the suffering caused by the war and fire in Soul Society, all of you here would have perished by our swords long ago."

"I think you all still remember Master Yuanliuzai's orders."

"No one will be left behind under the wheel ruler."

Hearing this, the faces of the Seireitei nobles opposite them suddenly became even uglier. Kuchiki Ginrei subconsciously turned his head to look at the big monk, but Hyoshubu just sat there, not even bothering to open his eyes.

Xiumu Yinling could only forcefully retort, "Do you think that we, the Five Great Nobles, have no one? If it weren't for the fact that we still need manpower to maintain the stability of the various realms and there is no time to deploy them, we would definitely..."

"Why?" Fujimiya Makoto asked, "Can we have more people than when the war started?"

"..."

The person on the other side was speechless.

In fact, the superiority and inferiority on the battlefield had already been determined. Without a strong person at the level of the ultimate Shinigami, the Soul Society could not deal with Yamamoto Genryusai, let alone Unohana Hachiryu.

Any argument on this point would make them look like ridiculous clowns.

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at everyone and advised calmly:

"I just want you gentlemen to know one thing."

"What you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get at the negotiation table either."

"We, the Yuanliu, were defeated at the hands of the Bingzhubu Lord and also at the hands of the Lingwang Palace."

"but..."

"What do you think of Seireitei?"

His extremely realistic words were like ice water poured over everyone's heads, and seemed to finally make these people's minds show some signs of clarity.

The older Kyoraku Takuya lowered his brows and nodded, feeling sad.

Xiumu Yinling wanted to continue to make trouble, but looking at the other party's calm eyes, he suddenly had the illusion that 'it would only waste some time'.

Hyoshubu Ichibei subconsciously looked at this sharp-tongued boy. Although he knew that he was secretly praising him, his insightful words also went straight to the core of the problem.

The strength comparison between Seireitei and Motojijuku,

It's no longer balanced.

This strength is not only at the military level, but also at the administrative and executive levels.

At this time, he must stand up and set a charter, otherwise the subsequent issues cannot be discussed at all.

The great monk said slowly, "Based on the Genryu proposal, Seireitei can propose appropriate revisions and requests for 20% of it."

"Bing, Master of the Military Headquarters?!"

"No! This kind of thing would break the rules!"

"If you really agree to this, where will the reputation of my Soul Society be, sir?"

Shouts and requests continued to ring out one after another. How could the nobles of Soul Society, who had been domineering for who knows how many years, accept such unfair terms?

However, there are always people who are more domineering than them.

"If you can't, then die."

The elder monk said without hesitation, "If we can't reach a conclusion within a week, I'll be leaving."

If he really cared about the lives of these people, he would have called a halt to the war as soon as it started.

"..."

In an instant, all the Seireitei nobles present were stunned.

You're such a fucking bitch...

So you're not on the same team with us?!

Say it without bragging.

Now all the confidence of the old, weak and sick people in Soul Society comes from the hard power of the monk in front of them.

If he leaves...

Thinking of this, everyone present suddenly regained their sanity and abandoned their fantasies.

IQ is back on track.

I can finally recognize myself.

The negotiations were back on track from this moment on.

However, because the bald man from Hyoshubu still left a 20% share of the Soul Society, verbal battles were inevitable.

After the most basic issues were resolved, the two sides continued to debate various details one by one. In order to maximize the interests of all parties, both sides worked almost non-stop.

Only after the last clause was finalized did the people from Seireitei leave the negotiation table like defeated dogs.