If this matter was really accomplished in Jin Jiuling's hands, one can imagine his importance in the emperor's heart in the future.
Jin Jiuling said: "I will go and convey the wishes of the city lord to Your Majesty."
Ye Gucheng also saw that Jin Jiuling could no longer sit still, so he nodded.
Whether he should say it or not, Jin Jiuling was absolutely perfect in dealing with people in person. Even if he was anxious now, he would personally send Ye Gucheng back to his residence.
Ye Gucheng just smiled in his heart and did not refuse.
This was Ye Gucheng's first time wandering in the streets of the capital.
It was once the capital of Liao, Jin and Yuan. It was one of the world's leading metropolises and was indeed very prosperous. The streets are spacious, and various businesses on both sides are crowded with customers. People come and go. I wonder if land is very expensive these days, so Ye Gucheng has the idea of buying a house here.
Suddenly, I felt that everyone around me was running forward in a hurry, as if there was some excitement.
Ye Gucheng also walked over with the flow of people.
I saw a group of people gathered in front of a restaurant. Before Ye Gucheng saw what was going on inside, loud scoldings came from inside. The most important thing was that they were speaking Japanese.
Ye Gucheng glanced at Jin Jiuling. Jin Jiuling also had a look of doubt on his face and just said: "Maybe it's a mission coming to negotiate peace."
The two squeezed in and saw an old man lying on the ground with a pool of blood under his body, and a girl next to him cried on him.
There were three people standing on one side. They were not Han Chinese at first glance. They were short in stature and wore the "Tsukiyo haircut" that was unique in the world. They were wearing ronin samurai uniforms. You could tell who they were without saying a word.
The first person held a knife in his hand, with blood dripping from the tip of the knife. His eyes were fierce and he kept scolding, while the other two Fuso people had a joking expression on their faces.
Regardless of the reason, I still know the general idea, not to mention that Ye Gucheng can understand Japanese. In modern times, he once went to Japan to study and communicate.
The samurai probably meant something like "I don't know how to commend myself, I don't know how to appreciate my own abilities."
The Han people around him were filled with indignation, but they only dared to whisper.
Ye Gucheng and Jin Jiuling understood in just a few words that it was just the Japanese who robbed the girl on the street. When the girl's father stopped her, they killed the girl's father. Killing is not enough, he is still verbally humiliating.
Ye Gucheng said coldly to Jin Jiuling: "Killing someone on the street is within your six-door jurisdiction. How do you deal with it?"
Jin Jiuling hesitated, no matter what was going on, the fact that these Japanese were members of the peace negotiation mission was not trivial. This was a national matter, and it was not something that his six doors could handle.
The tone of Ye Gucheng's words was very different from the ordinary ones in the past. In the past, Ye Gucheng was cold, but now he could hear a bone-deep coldness in it.
Seeing Jin Jiuling being embarrassed for a while, Ye Gucheng thought for a while that this was the police chief in a TV series with a man doing it.
Ye Gucheng suddenly sighed: "Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and chivalrous people use force to violate the prohibition. Sometimes they are really forced to do so."
Jin Jiuling was shocked and said hurriedly: "City Lord, please calm down and consider this matter in the long term."
Ye Gucheng said "hum" and turned his head away from looking at Jin Jiuling.
Jin Jiuling wanted to stop Ye Gucheng and try to persuade him.
Before he could move, he heard a dragon roar from "Cang", and with a flash of sword light, the right arm of the Fuso warrior holding the sword had already left him, and fell to the ground with the sword.
Everyone's eyes flashed, and Ye Gucheng was already standing in the center.
The warrior was still chanting lotus flowers loudly until his arm fell to the ground. He was still stunned for a moment. When he realized that it was his own hand and his own sword, he felt a sharp pain and howled like a beast.
The other two Japanese warriors were also stunned. One of them immediately pulled out a long sword and blocked the other one behind him.
Ye Gucheng glanced at the Japanese man who was being guarded behind him. He seemed to be a very important person.
He suddenly asked: "What's your name?"
It turned out to be a well-spoken Japanese language. Not only the Fuso warrior was stunned, but Jin Jiuling was also stunned: "The Lord of Baiyun City still has such a skill?"
The Japanese warrior was just stunned.
, the warrior with a broken arm cursed loudly: "Bagaya road!"
The sword light flashed again, and his remaining arm left him.
He screamed and fell to his knees, blood spurting out from the broken area. He wanted to cover it, but he had no hands left.
At this time, more than a dozen Fusang people rushed over. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but draw their long swords and surrounded Ye Gucheng.
Jin Jiuling rushed to the front of the group of Fusang people, not to help Ye Gucheng, but because he was afraid that Ye Gucheng would kill him in pain. He had never seen such a ruthless Ye Gucheng before, it was a bit too much.
Jin Jiuling is a top martial arts master in the Central Plains. The martial arts of these Fuso warriors are not bad, but they are incomparable to Jin Jiuling.
Jin Jiuling easily blocked the remaining five Fuso warriors, but it was just a block. He was waiting for someone who could handle this matter.
Ye Gucheng felt slightly unhappy when he saw Jin Jiuling blocking the Fuso warrior, but he did not go over to blame Jin Jiuling. Instead, he came to the warrior whose arms had been cut off by him.
Ye Gucheng asked calmly: "How many people are there in your mission?"
The warrior cursed again: "Bagaya road!"
It's just that the sound is much quieter.
There was another flash of sword light, his right leg left him, and he screamed again.
Jin Jiuling shouted: "The city lord will show mercy!"
The other warriors wanted to give up Jin Jiuling and rush to Ye Gucheng, but how dare Jin Jiuling let them pass? There was only a dead end.
Ye Gucheng was unmoved and asked calmly again: "How many people are there in your mission?"
The warrior didn't dare to curse anymore. He didn't know what kind of devil he had encountered. Just as he was hesitating, the sword flashed again, and his left leg also left him. This time, he couldn't even scream.
Ye Gucheng asked again: "How many of you are here?"
"Fifty people!"
The voice was weak but timely. Ye Gucheng nodded and turned to look at Jin Jiuling.
Ye Gucheng saw that Jin Jiuling was showing mercy, and his dissatisfaction became stronger and stronger. Looking at Jin Jiuling's useless look, he wished he could let his "life and death talisman" act now.
Ye Gucheng stepped between Jin Jiuling and Fusang Warrior.
Jin Jiuling was anxious, but he didn't dare to attack Ye Gucheng. Just when he was about to ask Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng drew his sword.
In the blink of an eye, all five Fuso warriors had their right arms severed. The right arm holding the sword lay neatly on the ground, leaving only their screams.
Everyone stopped.
Even so, Ye Gucheng's eyes were still drifting towards these warriors.
Jin Jiuling begged, "City Lord, please show mercy."
He hated himself for having to send Ye Gucheng away. If he wasn't there, it would have nothing to do with him.
Just when Jin Jiuling was at a loss, his reinforcements arrived.
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