Bai Rou doesn't understand, but Bai Song understands it very well.
Live your life again, stand in the midst of history, and write your own article.
He wants to tear off some of the national pretense and let Bai Rou, as a witness of the Tang Dynasty, see the difference between truth, goodness and hypocrisy.
Although the plot of playing the villain this time is a way to vent memories of history, what is more important is to see if the people here are different from the people in memory.
Sometimes Bai Song hopes that he is wrong.
Hope it was because of my own prejudice that I became a heinous dandy.
But what answer will these Japanese chess players give?
Bai Song was filled with curiosity and expectations.
Bai Song held his sister's hand and kept her firmly behind him. He held the reins with one hand and dragged the two Japanese people to the old man who spoke. He said disdainfully: "Who are you? You dare to stop the envoys of the Tang Dynasty.
road?"
The old man raised his head and looked directly at Bai Song, and said coldly: "I am Minamoto Kira, the chess master instructor of the Japanese Chess Academy."
Chess mentor!
The status of Japanese chess players in Japan is very important, and being a mentor to a chess player has an even higher status.
There are more than 130 registered chess players in the entire Dongying Chess Academy, but there are only three chess masters, and above the instructors is the chess master.
There were people in the crowd who recognized the old man, and the discussion around him became even louder.
It is said that even Master Kira, whom the Emperor of Japan wanted to meet, made an appointment a week in advance and received him with the highest courtesy.
Now, the reclusive Master Kira actually led his people to block the road!
This shows how seriously the chess academy attaches importance to this incident.
Everyone was shocked by the identity of the old man, but Bai Song didn't care at all: "Chess master? I thought it was the chess master who came in person, but, even if the chess master came in person, the two of them couldn't stop parading on the street today.
Driving!"
Bai Song waved the reins and didn't even look at the master.
Master Kira was afraid that he had never encountered such a rude person, so he said in a loud voice: "You!"
A word stuck in his throat, but Bai Song's people were already walking towards the crowd of chess players.
Several Japanese people shouted a few words, and some people stepped forward to surround the horse, and some people wanted to cut off the rope that Bai Song was holding the two Japanese chess players.
"Whoever takes another step and tries!"
Bai Song shouted loudly and drew his knife instantly. The moment he drew the knife, a long gash was cut through his clothes.
Seeing that Bai Song was not joking, he was a ruthless man they had never seen before. The group of chess players did not dare to move anymore and took two steps back in unison.
"Let's go!" Bai Song pulled the two people behind him. The two people were watched closely by a group of colleagues. They were embarrassed to see others, so they could only lower their heads and follow them like ghosts.
"My lord envoy, do you know the consequences of going against our chess academy?"
Master Ji Liang's shout came from behind. Bai Song didn't pay attention at all. Instead, he whispered to Bai Rou: "My time in Japan is limited. This is the first lesson for you. Don't overestimate the Japanese people's attitude toward something."
They are very determined, and they will have a strong attitude toward anything, making you think that things are non-negotiable, but when they encounter difficulties and obstacles, they will naturally shrink back."
As he spoke, Bai Song twitched the corner of his mouth, "You see? There are so many people, as long as they act a little tougher, no one dares to really stop them. Do you think they are united? In fact, they are in a state of disunity. Doing business with Japanese people in the future?
Remember their weaknesses."
Bai Rou looked back at the scene of dozens of chess players, frowning slightly.
What just happened was indeed beyond Bai Rou's expectations.
When I saw these people first appearing, I thought a very fierce conflict would break out.
Bai Rou thought of some records in history books and some folk stories spread in Chang'an.
Those loyal and good ministers who remonstrate with death to stop the foolish king who insists on his own way will sacrifice their lives without any hesitation for the obsession in their hearts, in exchange for their reputation in life and in death.
The scene in Kyoto, Japan, is very similar to the story Bai Rou heard, at least in the beginning.
But the subsequent development was really perfunctory, there was no argument, the brother just pulled out the knife, no one was hurt, and a group of people with great momentum actually backed down?
What they said and did really surprised Bai Rou.
"Brother, you can tell me these truths in a more gentle way. Will the uproar in the city hinder our future business dealings?"
"What's going on here? There's going to be a lot of fun behind this."
"Is there any more fun?" Bai Rou was stunned. When she turned around, she saw a Japanese warrior standing in front of the white horse with bare feet.
"Foreign wolves dare to run rampant under the emperor's feet! Although Japan is a small country, we cannot tolerate being trampled on like this! I will take care of things that the chess court dare not take care of, and I will take care of things that the royal family does not dare to take care of. Donghuang Pavilion
I will take care of things that you dare not take care of! I am..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Song drew his sword again and finally got off his horse.
"Isn't he just trying to get famous? Who cares what his name is?"
Bai Song pointed the knife directly at the opponent, with disdain in his teasing. He glanced around and saw that there were still many people hiding in the dark. I'm afraid they all had similar thoughts.
But there was only one person who really stood up, which made Bai Song a little disappointed.
Under the gaze of countless people, the samurai seemed to have yet to finish his passionate speech, and continued to talk in front of the public. The general idea was that people from other countries would never be allowed to act recklessly in the city of Kyoto, and it was not the honor or disgrace of one or two people.
It concerns the entire country.
Bai Song listened to what he said. At the end, the man opened his mouth and said the two most crucial words - "I am..."
At this time, Bai Song lost his patience, and with a burst of anger, an invisible wave of air rushed straight to the other side's door. His words suddenly stopped, and he flew out upside down, falling several meters away and rolled several times.
This is just like the warriors of the Tang Dynasty who met the Japanese warriors. The Japanese warriors were at a loss and shocked when they saw the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty for the first time.
Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that this Tang Dynasty man had obviously done nothing, so why did he let the warrior fall?
The warrior stood up hastily. Bai Song was already in front of him and asked calmly: "Do you know what the price will be if you block the road at will?"
Looking at Bai Song's face, the warrior finally drew his sword and shouted the classic line: "Baga!"
He raised the sword and lowered it. He didn't even hear the sound of the sword. The samurai sword broke into two parts. The samurai stood there blankly, Bai Song's scimitar was already placed on his neck.
Bai Song shouted: "What is your name? You can tell me now!"
At this moment, the warrior was speechless, lowering his head without making any movement.
"Don't you want to be a martyr? Don't you want to be a hero? If you can stand up, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. At this moment, as long as you wipe your neck and leave your name, you will definitely have a place in the history of Japan. I
I give you this opportunity to leave your name in history, but do you really dare?"