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Chapter 632 0629 [Forced to take action! ]

Tachibana Takeyasu was startled, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the samurai under Fujiwara Jin slowly surrounding him, looking at him and the glass paperweight in their hands with malicious eyes.

Fujiwara Jin said with a hint of meaning: "Such a treasure can only be owned by a virtuous person. Tachibana-kun should think carefully."

How could Ju Zhukang not understand the meaning of the other party's words? If he refused, he would definitely not survive the night.

Even, he might die tragically on the street the next moment.

Even if Fujiwara no Jin was no longer favored by the Regent, he was still a member of the Fujiwara clan and held an official position.

He was just a small warrior, so just kill him.

Although the Ju clan is one of the four clans, its power is far less than that of the other three.

Even if Tachibana Ichimi knew, she would not turn against the Fujiwara clan for him.

But he really couldn't bear to part with this glass paperweight...

"Have you thought it through, Ju-kun?"

Seeing that he looked struggling, Fujiwara Jin asked in a cold tone.

At the same time, the warriors' hands were already on the swords at their waists.

The Japanese Empire has a strict hierarchy, and Fujiwara no Jin would not be punished if he killed him. However, if he dared to rebel and attack Fujiwara no Jin, he and his entire family would be killed.

First, his escort mission was intercepted by the Saikōdaisho, preventing him from meeting the emperor. Then, his treasures were robbed by Fujiwara no Jin... The successive blows made Tachibana Takeyasu's anger reach its peak and burned away his last bit of sanity.

The setting sun casts a golden afterglow, and the glass paperweight reflects a brilliant and dazzling light under the golden sunset.

Tachibana Takeyasu moved his lips a few times and said with difficulty: "Saemon is right. I am very grateful."

As he spoke, he bowed and presented the glass paperweight with both hands.

"吆西!"

Fujiwara Jin showed a satisfied look on his face and reached out to take the glass paperweight.

The warriors around saw this and began to relax their guard.

Just as Fujiwara Jin took the glass paperweight, Tachibana Takeyasu moved.

He bent his knees and quickly drew the sword from his waist with his left hand.

Clang!
The sword flashed a cold light.

The bright red blood gushed out in the setting sun.

Tachibana Takeyasu learned from a master of Iaido. His sword moves are as fast as lightning. The essence of his move is to kill with one strike of the sword, and it is extremely difficult to defend against a sudden attack.

On the contrary, if it is a head-on fight, Iaido will not be able to be used. This is why Tachibana Takeyasu was defeated in just a few moves by Sun Zhi's personal guards.

With one strike of the sword, Fujiwara no Jin was killed. Tachibana Takeyasu did not stop swinging the sword in his hand, and with the coordination of his body movements, he slashed out three times to the left and right in an instant.

Then, he stretched out his right hand to catch the fallen glass paperweight, rolled on the spot, and escaped from the encirclement.

The whole set of actions was smooth and flowing. In a flash, he killed four people in a row and took back the glass paperweight, so that the other warriors didn't react.

Standing up, Ju Zhukang quickly stuffed the glass paperweight into his lapel and ran out of the city.

"Master Left Guard!"

It was not until then that an exclamation broke out from the crowd.

"Come on!"

"idiot!"

Seven or eight samurai panicked. Two samurai supported the staggering Fujiwara Jin, and the remaining samurai chased after Tachibana Takeyasu.

If the murderer is not caught, they will not be able to escape blame.

"Huchihuchi~"

Heavy gasps escaped from Ju Zhukang's mouth and nose.

He had to leave the city as soon as possible and take his wife and children to Shikoku Island to join his mentor Heian.

Although the Fujiwara clan was powerful, they could not extend their influence to Shikoku and Kyushu. After all, these two places were the territories of the Taira clan, and the Taira clan and the Fujiwara clan were political enemies.

The reason why Emperor Shirakawa supported the Taira clan was to use them to check and balance the Fujiwara clan.

However, he overestimated himself and underestimated the ambition of the Ping family. Now, it seems that the ambition is too big to be eliminated and it will backfire on himself.

"hateful!"

Suddenly, Ju Zhukang's expression changed.

I saw the city gate at the end of the street slowly closing.

The warriors chasing behind were overjoyed when they saw this. They quickened their pace and shouted, "Quick, catch him! He killed the left guard!"

Upon hearing this, the samurai guarding the gate immediately drew his sword from his waist and ran towards Tachibana Takeyasu.

Seeing this, Tachibana Takeyasu had to change his route and run towards the embassy.

There is a high probability that the Chinese envoy will not take him in, but this is the only way to have a glimmer of hope.

……

Inside the embassy, ​​Saihong is entertaining Mr. Yin.

After all, Japan was not as close as Goryeo, and because of its closed-door policy, there were not many merchants from the Central Plains coming to Japan to trade.

Whenever merchants came, monks and dignitaries would host a banquet and discuss poetry during the meal.

The Japanese people's level of poetry is extremely low, but this does not prevent them from loving the poetry of the Central Plains.

They are both good and fun-loving.

In Mr. Yin's opinion, the level of poetry of this most great abbot is not even as good as that of the scholars and students in the Central Plains.

Mr. Yin suppressed his discomfort and talked with the other party about poetry and songs while quietly trying to get information about Japan.

After a few drinks and some compliments from Mr. Yin, Zuihong was already feeling elated and answered almost every question.

The banquet was in full swing when a noise was heard outside, which became increasingly louder and was accompanied by shouting and cursing.

Sai Hong was upset when his mood was disturbed and asked, "What happened?" The next moment, the door of the private room was pushed open and the monk reported, "Report to the Grand Abbot, it was the warriors under the command of the left gate guard who wanted to search the embassy to hunt down the fugitives. The Chinese general refused to allow it, so there was a conflict."

Hearing this, Mr. Yin frowned slightly and pretended to be displeased and said, "It seems that the warriors of your country do not welcome us very much."

"Please calm down, envoy. I will definitely give you an explanation."

Saihong quickly apologized and then walked out of the private room with a gloomy face.

In front of the embassy gate, a faint smell of blood filled the air, and several warriors fell to the ground wailing outside the gate.

More than a hundred warriors looked at the Qi navy with anger on their faces.

Sun Zhi folded his hands in front of his chest, looked at the warriors in front of him with disdain, and sneered: "Tell them, if they don't get out of here within ten breaths, I will kill them on the spot!"

He came here to declare war, so naturally he was as arrogant as possible.

It would be best to provoke the anger of the Japanese emperor and ministers and expel them from the country. In this way, there would be no need to submit a letter of credence, saving red tape and the war could be started directly by simply throwing down a declaration of war.

Upon hearing this, the helmsman translated it truthfully.

Sure enough, after hearing the helmsman's translation, the Japanese warriors' faces turned pale and anger gushed from their eyes.

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In their capital, they killed their warriors and even had the audacity to tell them to get out. The Chinese envoys really went too far!
The leading warrior took a step forward and was about to open his mouth to refute when he saw a figure walking out surrounded by a group of monk soldiers.

When they saw who was coming, more than a hundred warriors were startled and knelt on the ground.

"Your humble servant greets His Excellency the Grand Abbot."

The leading warrior's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that the most great monk was also in the embassy.

Saihong walked up to him expressionlessly and said in a commanding tone, "Get up."

"Hai!"

The leading warrior did not dare to delay and stood up immediately.

Snapped!
Zui Hong raised his hand and slapped him, then asked sternly, "Who asked you to bring troops to the embassy? Don't you know that Chinese envoys are our distinguished guests?"

"Reporting to the Grand Abbot, a samurai from the Tachibana clan assassinated the Left Guard. One of my samurai saw the fugitive sneak into the embassy, ​​so..."

"Clap!"

Before he finished speaking, Zui Hong raised his hand and slapped him twice.

The slap was loud and crisp, and red handprints immediately appeared on the warrior leader's cheeks.

Zui Hong was too lazy to listen to the other party's explanation. He was just a left-hand guard, an insignificant official. It was his fault that he died. He ruined his fun for such a small matter.

Not feeling relieved, Zui Hong slapped the man twice more and shouted, "Get lost!"

"Hai!"

The leading warrior's face was swollen, but he still looked respectful and did not show any dissatisfaction.

After bowing, he led his warriors away.

This group of warriors came and left quickly, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

Turning around, Saihong put on a smiling face and apologized, "I am a humble person who does not know etiquette. Please forgive me, General."

"It's out of the way."

Sun Zhi waved his hand nonchalantly.

After resolving the conflict, Zuihong couldn't wait to return to the private room and continue feasting with Mr. Yin.

"If you dare to come again, shoot and kill without mercy. When you are out in the world, you must not bring shame to our Great Qi."

After Sun Zhi gave some instructions, he led the helmsman and turned towards the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, he said, "The pursuers have left, come out."

As the helmsman translated, the haystack was seen shaking violently, and then a figure crawled out from it.

Ju Zhukang covered his still bleeding abdomen and said with gratitude: "Thank you very much, General, for saving my life."

"You are quite courageous."

Sun Zhi said with a smile.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you, General."

Ju Zhukang endured the severe pain from his wound and bowed deeply.

Sun Zhi asked: "What are your plans next?"

"If the general does not abandon me, I am willing to follow him and serve him at his will."

Ju Zhukang fell to his knees with a thud and hit his forehead heavily on the ground.

Although he acted impulsively, he was not a fool. Right now, only the Chinese envoy could save him.

Tachibana Inomichi was in Kyoto, but if he went to ask for help, the other party would definitely tie him up with their own hands and send him to Fujiwara Tadamichi to apologize.

Listening to the helmsman's translation, Sun Zhi chuckled and said, "Let's not talk about the matter of following him for now. You should heal your wounds first."

After that, he ordered, "Take him to my room and find the military doctor to treat him."

There was no need for Sun Zhi to remind him, the helmsman translated it tactfully without missing a word.

Ju Zhukang was moved and kowtowed several times before he stood up with the help of the helmsman.

Watching the two people leaving, Sun Zhi curled up his lips into a smile.

He sold people and had the other party count the money for him. He had encountered this kind of thing countless times when he was a bandit in Heishan Village.

It is no exaggeration to say that half of the ten leaders of the Black Mountain Village were brought up by him using this method.

These bosses once had legitimate businesses.

Almost all the officials who secretly colluded with the Black Mountain Village were lured and set up by him step by step.

Do you really think that glass paperweight is so easy to hold?
If you want to take what Sun Zhi gives you, you have to pay a price.

Of course, if Ju Zhukang did not dare to resist and honestly handed over the glass paperweight, he would not suffer much loss and would only waste a hundred or so coins.

(End of this chapter)