The sudden commotion in the lobby caused everyone in the private room of the restaurant to look sideways.
Su Qi'an has no intention of joining in the fun. There is definitely no security in Kyoto, but it is inevitable that there will be some vandalism.
These people who dare to take action are all descendants of powerful families in Kyoto. They have great backgrounds. Occasionally, there will be some quarrels over certain things, which will lead to action.
This kind of thing will still happen in Kyoto. Even if it does happen, it won't be long before people from Kyoto Prefecture are called in to clean up the mess.
Su Qi'an was not interested in this. He should still eat and drink. However, as time passed and bursts of noise came, Su Qi'an obviously heard some weird sounds. The owner of this sound was not a dandy from Kyoto at all. , seemingly a foreigner.
Listening carefully, the tone of voice reminded Su Qi'an of those guys who had a good life in their previous lives.
Su Qi'an and Xie Cang looked at each other, stood up, walked to a window in the private room, and looked down at the lobby below.
At this time, the middle area of the lobby was almost smashed to pieces. Everyone in the lobby ran for cover. Three or four merchants were wailing and twisting on the broken tables and chairs.
In front of the merchant, four or five men wearing strange attire appeared.
Judging from their clothes, it was clear that these people were not Liangren. They were wearing black and blue clothes that looked like linings, with various patterns carved on the surface of the clothes.
He wears wooden clogs at his feet, and hangs a long sword on his waist. The most weird thing is his hairstyle. His forehead is shaved, and the hair on the sides and back is tied together and tied high.
He was speaking in a not very fluent Daliang dialect, "You people of Daliang have such bad consciences that you actually used fake goods to deceive us. They are all dead."
Regarding the accusations made by these strange people in strange clothes, the businessmen who were beaten with bruises and swollen faces quickly explained, but these people had no patience to listen.
He stepped forward, stepped on his wooden clogs, and was beaten violently. The people surrounding him looked at him and they all moved away.
Su Qi'an upstairs frowned slightly as he watched this scene. These people in front of him, as Su Qi'an thought, were really not the people of Daliang, but a group of Japanese slaves.
Not to mention his past life, Su Qi'an had a natural aversion to these guys. In the Great Liang, during the Yuezhou War some time ago, the supporters behind the group of pirates had the shadow of this group of Japanese slaves.
It's just that these Japanese slaves basically gathered in Dongzhou at that time. From the outbreak of the Yuezhou War to the end, these Japanese slaves were rarely seen.
I didn't expect to meet these Japanese slaves in Kyoto. You must know that the southeast coast of Da Liang was harassed by these Japanese slaves. Da Liang also organized a counterattack, but the effect was like weeds after being burned by fire. Every once in a while Over time, it will grow back.
Although the influence of the Japanese slaves was far from that of Da Rong in the north, which required hundreds of thousands of troops to be deployed on the border for defense, the relationship between the two sides was not such that the Japanese pirates could come to Da Liang Kyoto at will.
The status of these ronin and the invading Japanese slaves should be much higher. From the plum and chrysanthemum medals they wear on their clothes, we can guess something. This should be the status symbol of the Japanese slave nobles.
Su Qi'an's eyes flashed, looking at the merchant below who was beaten and unable to fight back, Su Qi'an had no intention of intervening.
Seeing these Japanese slaves, Su Qi'an seemed to have thought of something in his mind.
If this matter is confirmed, Su Qian's inference is that it will be more important than rescuing these merchants.
And according to Su Qi'an's estimation, it won't be long before the fighting here will attract people from the Kyoto Prefecture. If they come forward to solve the problem, even these Japanese slaves will have to be captured.
After all, this is the Great Liang Kyoto. If the Kyoto Prefecture turns a blind eye, it will be a slap in the face of the royal family. I am afraid that without Su Qian's intervention, the Kyoto Prefecture will be deprived of his official position the next day and immediately imprisoned.
Su Qi'an greeted Xie Cang, and then planned to leave quietly through the back door of the private room.
But just as the two were leaving, suddenly, the voices of several ronin sounded again below the lobby.
"Hmph, I thought that Great Liang was a great country in China, and at least it was honest and trustworthy. I didn't expect that I would meet such liars in the capital of Great Liang. How is this different from those disgusting barbarians? I look at this so-called great country in China, and say It’s a joke.”
"Yes, if Da Liang is really as powerful as the rumors, how could it be possible that a few thousand warriors like us would beat them to death. Compared with our Fusang Kingdom, I think the people of Da Liang are all a group of weak people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Incompetent coward."
"Thankfully we have confidence in Da Liang this time. Now it seems that Da Liang is really rubbish. Let's go back and report to His Highness. The people of Da Liang are not worthy of our attention."
The people in the restaurant who were listening to the chatter of several ronin had ugly expressions on their faces.
This was not just an insult to Daliang, but a contempt for each of them.
They were looked down upon and insulted by a small island nation of four islands. Naturally, some wealthy and wealthy playboys could not stand it.
After a while, several guards came out of the private room, jumped down, and were about to duel with the ronin who was making trouble in the lobby.
This move naturally caused everyone in the restaurant to applaud. Just when everyone was expecting a few guards to save their face.
Something shocking happened. The several guards who jumped down were defeated one after another in less than half a cup of tea.
None of these people could survive ten moves in the hands of Ronin and be dealt with neatly.
Seeing this scene, everyone who had cheered just now fell silent for an instant. Although these guards were not the top in Kyoto, their strength was at least around the upper echelons.
But with such strength, no one could withstand ten moves in the hands of the Japanese Nuronin.
Compared to the silence of everyone in the restaurant, the victorious Ronin in the lobby laughed triumphantly.
"Haha, so this is the strength of you Da Liang masters? You are really vulnerable. You Da Liang people are sick men. Not only are the things you sell fake, but you are also so good at using force. No wonder you can be beaten by Da Rong. I think You’d better surrender voluntarily.”
This wild and proud laughter spread throughout the restaurant. Although everyone was quite angry, they were helpless in the face of the arrogant Ronin.
It's not that there are no real masters in Kyoto. No one thought that something like this would happen today.
Even if they spread the news as soon as possible, by the time the experts gather, the day lily may be cold.
These rogues laughed and provoked, "Go back and tell your master that in terms of strength, you are nothing more than this. Soon, in addition to Northern Da Rong, your Great Liang will be afraid of us Fusang."
"Hahaha, because you are all a bunch of sick men, Yujiro, let's go!"
Just when several ronin felt that it was boring and mocked them, they were about to turn around and leave.
"Wait." A voice sounded from the private room.
Immediately afterwards, before anyone could react, a figure jumped down from the fourth floor and headed straight for several ronin.
The Japanese slave warrior also reacted very quickly. He drew his sword and turned around, hoping to capture this man. However, after a burst of sword flashes, he took less than ten breaths.
The ronin who were so arrogant just now fell to the ground one after another. The long swords in their hands were broken, and they were hunched over and wailing in pain.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, their pupils shrank, and they stared at everything happening in the lobby.
Many people wiped their eyes repeatedly for fear of thinking that they were hallucinating.
But in front of everyone, several Ronin still fell to the ground with painful expressions on their faces.
A tall young man stood quietly with a long face in his hands. Suddenly, everyone's heart beat wildly.
From the time this person took action to the end of the battle, it only took about ten seconds. This person defeated four ronin with one against four. In such a short time, he defeated the four ronin in an instant. The speed was so fast that even they were not aware of what was happening between the two sides. What.
The appearance of this man caused everyone to speculate on his identity and background. Among the powerful families in Kyoto, those with such strength could only be counted on two fingers.
Just when everyone was guessing, the young man uttered two words, "Apologise!"
The ronin who was knocked to the ground twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the young man holding the sword in front of him with cold eyes, and said coldly.
"Humph, apologize? We Fuso warriors never apologize, especially to the weak. If you defeat us, that's because you have strength, but they are just a bunch of sick men. Apologize to sick men, just dream."
Ronin's toughness did not surprise the sword-wielding young man. He nodded slightly and murmured something softly.
Although everyone couldn't hear what the man said, looking at the long sword he slowly raised, everyone quickly realized what he was talking about, and their faces were shocked.
Ronin, who had lost the ability to resist, also realized something, his pupils shrank, his face changed slightly, and he said quickly.
"Your, what are you going to do? Do you want to kill us? You can't do this. We are warriors of the Fuso Showa family. What you do will only bring disaster to you, Great Liang. What you want to do is to reconcile with Are the Showa family enemies?"
This man's threats did not frighten the sword-wielding young man at all, but instead caused the expressions of everyone in the restaurant to change instantly.
As some people thought, the arrogant ronin in front of them were not ordinary Japanese slaves, but the Showa family from the first family of Fuso.
Naturally, it was not their own intention that they could come to Daliang Kyoto. They obviously represented the Showa family behind them.
The Showa family was not only the first family in Fuso, but also the royal family of Fuso. Therefore, the warriors of the Showa family came to Daliang Kyoto.
Obviously, there was a deep intention behind this. As a powerful family in Kyoto, they knew the news first-hand.
After confirming that these people were Showa family samurai from Fuso, they quickly realized something, and then many people spoke up and begged the sword-wielding young man to stop.
But the young man holding the sword turned a blind eye to everyone's persuasion. Just when the sword he raised was slashing down, suddenly, a rapid voice suddenly sounded outside the lobby.
"Everyone, please stop it!"
