The old man left and rushed to Liaodong with hundreds of thousands of troops. With an indomitable momentum, he seemed to be not planning to come back if he didn't defeat Liaodong.

After seeing the old man off, Li Chengqian was so tired that he cursed Tang Shanshi bloodily, then cursed the craftsman who could name the research office and then scolded Cheng Lao Huo again, and then took off the heavy set of armor.

The damn old guy actually asked me to send him a hundred sets of such armor, and I didn’t think about how long it would take to get it done. I really don’t know how expensive it is!

This time, the old man was best to be kind and keep the old man in Liaodong. He would not be upset when he returned to Chang'an and always came to trouble himself.

Thinking of some things, Li Chengqian returned to his carriage and asked a little pitiful guy, "What is the power of my Tang army?"

"Our army is powerful and has a huge fighting spirit, which is beyond the reach of Japan!" The small Tang Dynasty's official language was not very good, it sounded very strange, and he insisted on writing, which made people even more annoying.

"Pull your tongue straight and speak, and then pull your word, be careful that I have pulled your tongue out!" Li Chengqian was struggling and a little annoyed. If this kid was sent back by Yang Tianhe and Chengxin, he would have kicked it out.

"Here! I understand!" The little man shrank, as if he knew he had made a mistake.

When he was about to board the carriage, Li Chengqian suddenly remembered something and asked, "You said that our country has mentioned Japan again. Are you not a Japanese?"

"Go to your highness, I am a naturalized person, not a Japanese!" The little man said very seriously, as if Li Chengqian was more unacceptable to saying that he was a Japanese than scolding him.

Naturalized people are actually a general term, referring to the Han people in the Central Plains who moved to Japan during the Qin and Han Dynasties, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and Sui Dynasty. Even some famous Japanese families in history, such as Hattori, Nagazomoto, etc., their predecessors were all naturalized people, and they considered themselves to be direct descendants of the Qin emperor.

Therefore, naturalized people are not Japanese, at most they are overseas Chinese, and their ethnic groups are Han, which is different from native Japanese.

Li Chengqian naturally knew about the history of naturalized people, but was stunned by the guy in front of him who didn't even know his name. I wonder if he should praise him: He is so honest!

However, Li Chengqian's reaction was obviously a beat slower. Before he could express his admiration, Shu Tian, ​​on the side, had already unsheathed his sword and shouted angrily: "Bold, in front of the Prince's Hall, how can you allow the little Japanese slave to be arrogant!"

"Come on, a certain family was born as a person from the Central Plains, and died as a ghost from the Central Plains!" "Shu Tian stopped!"

Seeing that the horizontal knife was about to cut the head of the little man who was still stubborn, Li Chengqian shouted in time and stopped Shu Tian's chopping action.

I really don’t know if it was Yang Tianhe who was brainwashed in Japan or if the guy who came this time was really Han blood. He was not afraid of the slightest fear of the slightest. Li Chengqian couldn’t help but think of the political party in later generations that dedicated himself to the working people for liberation.

But now it is obviously not the time to think about this. Li Chengqian looked at the slightly chaotic situation in front of him and waved his hand lightly, signaling Shu Tian, ​​Cheng Huaan, Su Meng and others to retreat: "What's your name?"

The little man glared at Shu Tian in dissatisfaction, bowed to Li Chengqian and said, "My dear Qin Jisheng, the famous Japanese son Hattori Yoshisaki."

"Hatsuke? Are you from the Qin clan?" Li Chengqian asked in a deep voice.

"That's right!" Qin Jisheng replied in a low voice.

"Come with me." After winking the twin brothers, Li Chengqian walked towards the distant place.

"Which side do you represent this time?" Li Chengqian looked at the empty school military field and asked calmly.

"Your Highness, I do not belong to either side, but only represent the orthodox of the Central Plains!" Qin Jisheng bent down slightly and fell behind half a step away from Tianyou. Although he said he was a Han, he was still influenced by the Japanese country too deeply. It has become a habit to bow his head in the face of the "strong".

"How can I believe you?" Li Chengqian was unmoved and didn't even turn his body. It seemed that the object of his speech was the air in front of him.

"Your Highness, this is the token given to me by the messenger of the 'red'!" Under the surveillance of the twin brothers, Qin Jisheng took out an emerald green thing from his arms and held it in his palm.

It was an earring that Li Chengqian had seen several years ago, along with the white jade Guanyin.

After a while, Li Chengqian withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath: "Are they okay? Are they injured?"

"When you go back to Your Highness, both envoys are very safe. Nowadays, they are in charge of Jizidao (the ancient name of Kyushu Island) and Jiqian (that is, the northwest and central part of Fukuoka)." Qin Jisheng roughly explained the situation of Yang Tianhe's satisfaction before he left.

"The land and town of Gaogang are beautiful in the past." Suddenly, Li Chengqian was very poetic and chanted a couplet of a pair in the strange eyes of the twin brothers.

What the brothers expected was that Qin Jisheng suddenly stopped his narrative and responded in a deep voice: "The door faces the sea, and the three rivers flow for thousands of years."

"Who is 'Red'?" Seeing that Qin Jisheng met the code words he copied, Li Chengqian's face cleared a little and turned around and asked.

"'Red Clothes' means 'Red Clothes'. They always wear a red gauze dress, tall and beautiful face." Li Chengqian's question made Qin Jisheng not know how to answer, so he could only describe his satisfactory look.

All of this was just because Xingxin suddenly had a whim to give himself a nickname called "Red Yi". Since that day, no one has ever mentioned the name "Sing Yi" again, and "Red Yi" has become his only code name.

Qin Jisheng was obviously someone who was pulled by Yang Tian and Chengxin in the later period. How could he tell him about such privacy? So he knew nothing about the origin of "Red Clothes", and Li Chengqian's question was also incapable of answering.

Fortunately, his description was very accurate. Only half of it said, Li Chengqian already knew which so-called "red clothes" was. He shook his head and smiled bitterly and turned around and walked towards the carriage that had been waiting aside for a long time.

I thought that a Japanese man could show the prosperous military power of the Tang Dynasty and then fight for a mission to "peacekeeping" in Japan. Unexpectedly, after going around a long way, I returned to the starting point and showed off in front of my own people for a long time. Why bother!
Chapter completed!