King Jin was even more happy.
He believed that having an ally with such deep city and superior strategy as Descartes would save a lot of trouble and effort, and gain a lot.
Holding the list and evidence catalog in his hand, he felt that the aggrievedness he had been suppressed by Lao Shisi and Princess Xian in recent days was suddenly released.
The future is promising!
"The king is hosting a banquet here, waiting for Amao to return."
With the help of his people, Amao's martial arts skills and Descartes' careful arrangements.
I believe that it won’t be long before the good news about Taro Kishizaki’s death comes.
…
Dongyi Pavilion.
Ono-san looked in disbelief at the dagger inserted into his belly, and the man who used the dagger - Taro Kishizaki.
"Messenger, why?"
Ono Sang opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
He knew that this knife penetrated his vital part and that he could not survive, so he wanted to die clearly.
Taro Kishizumi smiled sinisterly, and reached out to touch the key that opened the gate of the deserted courtyard in his arms: "Ono-san, it was I who brought you from the countryside of Japan to Kyoto as an errand, and I personally selected you to be my deputy. You Do you think I don’t know your every move? I’ve already discovered that you have different intentions.”
Have you discovered it already? !
Ono Sang's eyes dodge, feeling guilty.
He actually didn't know, and thought he had successfully hid it from Kishizumi-kun. However, since he had known it for a long time, why didn't Kishizumi-kun stop him when he stole the list and evidence tonight?
"Looking at your expression, you are thinking about why I didn't stop you from handing over the list and evidence to the Beidi people, right?"
Ono-san was even more shocked.
Kishui-kun also knew that he was cooperating with the Beidi people?
Is there anything else that Kishimi-kun doesn’t know? !
"Xiaoye-san, don't look at me with that frightened look. I am not an omnipotent god. I know that because you are not the only one who cooperates with the Beidi people."
"What's the meaning?"
Ono-san thought he could die in peace. When he heard Taro Kishizumi's words, he opened his eyes wide again, reached out to hold the bloody hand holding the dagger, and grabbed Taro Kishizumi's sleeve.
"Kishizumi-kun... I just wanted... to keep us alive... out of here... so I gave the list to... the people from Beidi. You believe me..."
"I know that if this were not the case, I would not only kill you, but also your entire clan."
Taro Kishizumi withdrew the dagger, and blood splashed all over him, making him look like a blood-stained Rakshasa.
"Xiaoye Sang, you have worked for me for many years, and you have worked hard without credit, but I don't like a subordinate who thinks he is smart. Moreover, if you don't help me, I can't escape. The Beidi people have said that they can only choose Saving a person is more important to me than you to the Japanese country, so please help me escape. Don’t worry, your tribe and relatives still have relatives. When I return to the Japanese country, I will definitely take good care of them."
Taro Kishizaki held Ono-san's bloody hand tightly and solemnly promised.
Ono Sang, who was not far from death, knew that he had no right to choose, so he nodded weakly.
"Kishizumi-kun, what should I do?"
"After I leave and a substitute arrives, lock the doors and windows inside and light a fire."
Taro Kishizaki took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Ono-san's mouth.
"After taking this medicine, you can hold on for another quarter of an hour. Ono-san, the rise and fall of the Japanese country, whether you and I can complete our mission, all depends on your hands. You have to let people outside know that what's going on inside is in your hands." People die by lighting fires.”
Ono-san understood.
Not only did he have to set the fire, but he also had to ensure that he was still alive when the fire burned him and couldn't run away.
What a cruel method!
But Ono-san had to do it.
He looked at Taro Kishizumi who spoke the plan very calmly and confirmed again: "Kishizumi-kun, will you really be kind to my people?"
"Yes, I swear on my life and the honor of my family that I will treat them well, provide for your parents until they die, and raise your children."
Ono-san saw Taro Kishizaki's serious expression and after hearing the conditions of the oath, he closed his eyes with peace of mind and then opened them again, with a look of determination on his face.
"Kishizumi-kun, please rest assured, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"
After taking the pill, Ono-san felt that his body no longer hurt.
Half an hour later.
There was a muffled sound coming from the ground.
Ono-san was startled when he saw four square bricks being pushed open from below, and a male body very similar in age and body shape to Taro Kishizaki was thrown up.
The clothes on the corpse were even the same as those of Taro Kishizaki, which showed that they had been prepared in advance.
"Xiaoye-san, when I leave, this tunnel will be completely blocked to prevent others from discovering that I am still alive. I will remember your death for the rest of my life, and I will never forget my vow to you. !”
"Thank you, Kishimi-kun!"
When Taro Kishizaki saw that Ono-san had no intention of following him, he smiled with satisfaction.
An evil thought arose in his mind.
If Xiao Ye Sang received a letter from his family and knew that his tribe had already been killed when the volcano erupted, the fire slurry covered the entire village where Xiao Ye Sang lived, and both his parents and children were all dead. I am afraid that it was not Xiao Ye Sang who died tonight. , but him?
fortunately.
He is the messenger, Ono-san is just a deputy. As a deputy, he has the final say whether he can see the letter from home.
This is the benefit of rights.
People like Ono-san who came from a lower class were only allowed to serve as pawns and scapegoats for nobles like them.
The oil drum was placed in the house, and the two Beidi people who responded jumped on it, bent down below the solid wood door frame, poured some oil on the tables and chairs, and left the house with the oil drum, just as Taro Kishizumi said That way, the escape route was completely blocked.
Ono Sang held the candle in one hand and dug hard at the four floor tiles with the other, but when he found that they were not moving at all, he understood in his heart.
Tonight, he was doomed.
"Death early is still death, and death late is still death. Fortunately, my death can bring a good life for my tribe and relatives, and can bring victory to the Japanese country. My death is worth it."
The candle in Ono-san's hand fell into the fuel.
call!
The flames ignited and licked the whole body.
Ono-san was in pain and itching, and burst into a desperate yet hopeful laugh.
"Hahaha! You have insulted me, the Japanese envoy, and I will take back this hatred by turning into a ghost!"
After saying it three times in a row, the sound of gongs and drums finally sounded outside.
Accompanied by the exclamation of "Waiting!", Ono Sang felt the power in his body slowly draining away. Even though the pain was so painful that it burned his heart and bones, he did not scream.
In a daze, a familiar figure seemed to be walking towards him in the firelight.
One, two...many.
"Father, mother, Hiyoko and Yukidouji, have you come to take me back to my hometown?"
Ono Sang saw the flames filling the sky, which looked very much like the February cherry tree in the village that had lived for a hundred years. It was bright red, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
It is enough to be able to see the faces of relatives before death, even if they are fake.
"Actually, everyone... is dead..."
Kishizumi-kun is not a generous person. His tribesmen would be scolded for a long time even if they spent an extra tael of silver on him. How could they agree to his conditions so happily?
only.
He didn't want the Japanese people to suffer the previous natural disasters again. If his death could bring about the future of the Japanese country, he was willing to die.
He hoped that Lord Kishui could bring the true thoughts of the Daxing people back to Japan. He believed that if they surrendered to Daxing, learned the culture and knowledge of Daxing, and integrated with the people of Daxing, they would have a bright future in Japan. There is no need to worry about dying unexpectedly one day, and you can live and work in peace and contentment like the people of Daxing.
In the deserted courtyard.
As soon as Taro Kishizaki emerged from a dry well, he saw the light of fire rising into the sky not far away.
But he was still a little dissatisfied.
"Why don't you dig tunnels directly outside the Dongyi Pavilion? Wouldn't that be safer?"
After digging, they can only dig out a part. These Beidi people are really simple-minded and don't know how to adapt.
