They communicated with each other in the language of birds, whispering.
The two of them were very polite to Bai Song and expressed their gratitude all the way.
But the two Japanese people did not change Bai Song's stereotype of them, because during their communication, Bai Song easily understood some of their words.
When they say things like Baga, they intend to point at the Bai Song Dynasty. Underneath their hypocritical kindness, we can see their contempt and disdain for the Han people of the Tang Dynasty.
The two Japanese people seemed to enjoy the mood of being grateful and sinister at the same time.
Bai Song followed them and took in everything, but pretended not to know.
The Japanese claimed to the outside world that they were Japanese caravans visiting the Tang Dynasty. In order to seek closer cooperation with the Tang Dynasty, they hoped that the Tang Dynasty would open coastal ports so that the Japanese could more easily enter the Tang Dynasty to do business.
Judging from the performance of these two Japanese people, Bai Song had reason not to believe the glossy words they said.
It is also normal to think that if the ports are opened a little bit, will the Japanese people take advantage of it?
At that time, a large number of Japanese pirates may appear, causing trouble to the people of Tang Dynasty along the coast.
All the while I was thinking about which one was silent.
Soon, under the guidance of the two of them, they saw a newly built large-scale water pavilion by the Qujiang Pool. The shape was very exquisite, yet majestic, and the melodious sound of the piano came from inside.
One person turned around and told Bai Song in Chinese: "We will go in and report later."
After the announcement, a Japanese man with oily hair, powdered face, and a haircut came out. His appearance was similar to the Japanese people in Bai Song's impression, but there were some slight differences.
But that man was really short, like a dwarf.
The other party smiled very fakely, narrowed his eyes, and his facial features were deformed. He said in unfamiliar Chinese: "Welcome, welcome..."
"This is our Lord Yamamoto."
Bai Song bowed his hand.
This is the most basic etiquette, and Bai Song didn't even think about it.
But after such etiquette, the smile on Yamamoto's face gradually faded away, looking very strange. His small eyes were half-closed, as if to express dissatisfaction.
Bai Song looked at himself and didn't think there was anything wrong. He thought to himself, what on earth is this person like?
The Japanese man next to him lowered his voice, and his tone was no longer as kind as before. He said in a deep voice: "This is our Lord Yamamoto. He has a distinguished status. As a civilian, he should kneel down."
"Kneel down?" Bai Song almost laughed, thinking to himself that I have never knelt down even when I met the emperor. How can a dwarf like him want people to kneel down?
I'm afraid I ate too much and lost consciousness!
Because he had the memories of his previous life and knew that the so-called Japanese people had many hypocritical genes, his words to them did not arouse any emotions in Bai Song.
On the contrary, when these Japanese people fit together with the images in my memory, I felt more relaxed inside.
Bai Song was a little worried that the Japanese people in this era were bright and upright people. At that time, he really didn't know how to get along with them.
"I heard that you are Japanese businessmen visiting Tang Dynasty."
"Yes." The Japanese man next to him replied.
"Isn't that right! Do you know that in the social status of the Tang Dynasty, scholars, peasants, merchants, and merchants were the lowest and despicable people? If according to your etiquette, the lower-ranking people have to kneel down with the upper-ranking ones.
He is a mere scholar with a great reputation, so in theory, your Highness should be the one to kneel down to me."
"Baga!" the Japanese shouted angrily, and suddenly drew his sword and put it on Bai Song's body.
"In Chang'an City, a group of aliens live in the royal gardens of the Tang Dynasty. They dare to kill the people of the Tang Dynasty. Aren't you afraid that none of you will be able to leave alive?"
Bai Song stood there, motionless.
The other party did not withdraw his sword, but looked at the short His Highness.
The other person's eyes were cold, like an emotionless vicious dog.
At this time, a man in black appeared in front of the mountain, knelt on one knee, said something in bird language, and then looked back at Bai Song.
Although the other person's face was covered and only a pair of eyes were exposed, Bai Song recognized them as Jiumei at a glance.
What the other party said should also be words of pleading.
Yamamoto didn't say anything, but suddenly slapped Jiumei on the face, cursing and saying something.
Jiumei took a few steps back, and the mask was knocked off, revealing a stunning face, but half of her face was already a little red and swollen.
Bai Song frowned slightly. It seemed that Japanese people were much harder to contact than he thought. He looked at Jiumei and felt that there was no need to stay.
"Are you going to hold me at knifepoint all the time? If you don't dare to kill someone, then stop pretending here!"
The Japanese man looked at Yamamoto again, and he waved his hand impatiently. The man finally put away the knife.
Bai Song turned around and left without looking back.
Jiumei looked at Bai Song with deep apology in her eyes.
The Japanese people had no intention of leaving the Bai Song Dynasty, so they left.
But Bai Song hadn't walked a few steps when a hoarse scream came from the waterside pavilion: "Mr. Bai! Help me!"
A ragged girl in red rushed out of the waterside pavilion. She was caught by Japanese people at the door before she could run a few steps.
The girl in red cried desperately and reached out to catch Bai Song.
"Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai!"
Bai Song turned around. He couldn't see clearly because he was too far away, but the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Bai Song stopped and turned towards the woman.
The Japanese who just drew his sword immediately looked wary and pointed at Bai Song: "This has nothing to do with you."
Bai Song didn't pay attention at all, and his steps didn't stop at all.
The other party called another person and slashed at Bai Song's head.
Although this person is very aggressive, his true abilities are far from the best.
Bai Song smoothly pulled out the scimitar, raised it up, and shouted lowly. The blade was wrapped in zhenqi and collided with the samurai sword.
There was a crisp sound.
The samurai sword was broken into two sections, and the Japanese people were still in a daze. They never dreamed that the Japanese samurai sword would be cut like this by the weapons of the Tang Dynasty.
Bai Song had already passed by him and slapped him on the face.
There was another snapping sound, and two teeth flew out along with blood foam. The Japanese man turned around twice as lightly as a rootless leaf, then quickly retreated, and finally heard the sound of water and disappeared from everything.
in people's sight.
I didn't expect Bai Song to be so powerful.
His Highness Yamamoto was startled and quickly retreated. Several Japanese people stepped forward to protect Yamamoto.
Yamamoto screamed, seeming to ask Jiumei to stop him. Jiumei hesitated, but finally stopped in front of Bai Song.
"What do you want to do?" Jiumei asked.
"Let that woman go and I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, even if it's you, I won't be polite."
"What's your relationship with that woman?"
"She and I are both Han!" Bai Song refused to give in and took two steps forward.
Jiumei frowned and attacked Bai Song.
Bai Song could tell at a glance that the other party was just showing off, so he made a few symbolic gestures to her.
Jiumei continued: "She is a prostitute, and our Highness has already paid for her."
"In the Tang Dynasty, geishas did not sell themselves! Don't you understand?"
With that said, Bai Song slashed with his sword and made contact with Jiumei's short sword again.
This time, Bai Song didn't hold back, and with a crisp sound, their knives shattered at the same time.
Jiumei was also forced back by Bai Song's decisive momentum.
Bai Song didn't stop and walked around Jiumei toward the girl in red.
The few people who were holding the girl in red were also frightened by Bai Song. They pointed their knives at Bai Song, but they did not dare to take action.
Obviously, among these people, Jiumei is their strongest fighting force.
The reason for the current situation is closely related to the fact that the Japanese people on Snake Island died and all their combat power was lost.
The group of people Bai Song faced were all just showmen and had no basis for evidence.
The other party finally got scared and let go of the girl in red and stepped aside.
Bai Song and Jiumei recognized this girl before they took action. She was the first lady Shishi in Chang'an.
Shishi's clothes were in tatters, her skin was looming, her face was stained with tears, and her red clothes were covered with dirty fingerprints. Her face was pale at the moment, and she must have experienced quite a shock.
Seeing Bai Song in front of her, Shishi didn't care about anything anymore and threw herself into Bai Song's arms. Her rags were about to fall off under this rush. Bai Song quickly took her into his arms and refused to let her go.
It has lost its last trace of cover.
Shishi never expected to see Mr. Bai at this time, she just sighed that God had eyes, and felt infinite pain and regret in her heart. She cried loudly in Bai Song's arms, crying out that she was afraid of saving her life.
Bai Song could imagine what this girl went through when surrounded by a group of Japanese people, and a trace of evil fire arose in his heart.
Give these Japanese people a cold look!
It is indeed true that a country is easy to change but its nature is hard to change.
What it was a thousand years ago will be what it is a thousand years from now.
Bai Song stared at Yamamoto and said in a deep voice: "I want to take this woman away, what do you think?"
"We are the distinguished guests of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. If you dare to steal my people, I..."
"Go ahead and complain if you can. By the way, my name is Bai Song, and the emperor knows who I am."
Japanese people are inherently bully and fearful of encountering someone even more arrogant. Seeing Bai Song being so tough, Jiumei didn't take any advantage in the fight with him just now.
Yamamoto felt a little guilty, and suppressed the anger in his heart and said:
"Very good, I'll give you a face today. Whoever helped us get the Giant Deer Sword back, this woman will treat it as a thank you gift today. If you want to get out, get out! Don't let His Highness see you again, otherwise I want you to look good!"
"
Bai Song sneered, hugged girl Shishi and whispered, "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Miss Shishi responded gently, her body still trembling.
Watching Bai and Song leave, Yamamoto gritted his teeth and thought: "If my people were still there, how could I allow you to be so presumptuous today?!"
