The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Yes!"

The shipyard affair was over quickly.

After Qin Yun explained everything, he immediately began to prepare to return to the imperial capital to deal with Princess Sakai Sakura.

During these two days, Miyamoto basically stayed in his palace. He told Miyamoto all the possible situations that might happen. It can be said that he was fully prepared!

Two days later.

After Qin Yun finished his inspection, he returned to the capital.

The news was kept secret and only the imperial cabinet and the queen knew about it. No one else knew about it. It was a sudden return. What Qin Yun wanted was a sudden return to catch the Japanese people at a loss!

A few days later, we arrived at the imperial capital.

The snow-capped city walls have been cleared, and the spring sunshine shines on the ancient city walls. Everything is the same as before, except that the seasons have changed and spring is approaching.

As soon as the team of more than 10,000 people returned to the imperial capital, it attracted countless onlookers.

Qin Yun lifted the pearl curtain of the carriage, looked out, and sighed: "The imperial capital is still good, everything is so familiar."

"It is becoming more and more prosperous now. The Hu people, Qiang people, and even the Japanese have begun to move to the imperial capital. This shows that Daxia is truly rising."

Tong Wei pursed her red lips, and her angelic face did not look happy at all.

Yesterday, Doctor Sun took her pulse and found out that she was pregnant, so Qin Yun forced her to stop doing whatever she did before.

"It's not fun. I might as well go fishing on the Grand Canal. When I return to the capital, my brother the emperor will be gone forever."

Qin Yun rubbed her neck lovingly to comfort her.

Then he looked at Deng Yuhuan who was timidly standing aside. She was wearing the palace dress bestowed by the emperor and had her hair in a beautiful bun. She looked much prettier. It was no exaggeration to say that she was a beauty.

"Why, are you a little scared?"

Deng Yuhuan smiled shyly and pursed her red lips: "Wherever your majesty is, that is my home. How could I be afraid?"

Qin Yun smiled slightly, seeing through it but not saying anything.

She was just an ordinary woman of humble origins. She suddenly came to a foreign land, a majestic city, and was going to the harem. How could she not be afraid?

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"Tong Wei, take Yuhuan to see Aunt Mu later."

Aunt Mu is Mu Ci. She is very similar to Deng Yuhuan. Both are virtuous, simple and come from humble backgrounds. I believe they will get along well with each other.

Tong Wei also understood what this meant and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

Aunt Mu?

Deng Yuhuan showed a look of suspicion and expectation. His Majesty's words undoubtedly found her an elder sister to help her, but she didn't know whether this elder sister was easy to get along with.

In fact, everyone in the harem gets along well.

After a while, the convoy entered the imperial capital, and Qin Yun separated from the female relatives. He was not in a hurry to return to the palace, but wanted to patrol the imperial capital to see the situation.

After all, there are more than a thousand Japanese people here.

He was very low-key. He simply changed into an ordinary carriage and disappeared from the public's sight with some Jinyiwei.

Otherwise, wherever the emperor's carriage went, the noise would be too loud.

"Are the Japanese people so honest in the imperial capital?" Qin Yun kept looking at the pedestrians on the central street.

Mr. Feng glanced at Aliang standing beside him.

He has grown a lot taller, but is still very thin, and has a calmness that his peers simply don't have. He has been polished by Mr. Feng and has lost all his edges, which is rare and precious.

He replied at this moment: "Your Majesty, it is said that the Japanese envoys were quite honest at the beginning, but as a month passed, their true nature gradually revealed itself."

"Besides, since you left the imperial capital, they have been making troubles by relying on their status as Japanese envoys."

"But with the Royal Guard watching, it's not considered bad and is within the acceptable range, so the cabinet turned a blind eye."

Qin Yun nodded: "Alright, if God wants to destroy him, he must make him crazy."

"As long as they don't cross my bottom line, I'll let them do whatever they want. They're destined to lose a lot of money on this trip anyway!" He smiled slyly.

Miyamoto's surrender made him feel that the future was bright.

But just as he finished speaking, a noisy sound came from the corner of the street, even with sounds of beating and scolding.

"Bastard!"

"You are a lowly Han Chinese woman. What's wrong with asking you to drink with me?"

"You Han women, weren't born to accompany drinking?" The angry curse was obviously drunk and very sharp.

Suddenly, Qin Yun's face in the carriage turned dark, and there was even a hint of murderous intent.

Both Feng Lao and A Liang's faces changed.

You can guess who is causing trouble without even looking.

"It's your bad luck to be in front of me!"

boom!

The next second, Qin Yun kicked open the door of the carriage and jumped down, agile and aggressive.

"His Majesty!"

The Jinyiwei around were startled.

Qin Yun rushed forward with big strides, and saw that quite a few people had gathered there, pointing and talking.

Seven or eight Japanese were beating up a woman and her husband separately.

The means were vicious, a complete beating, and all kinds of foul language were spewing from his mouth, which aroused public outrage. Many people wanted to stop him, but the Japanese man simply took out a knife!

The security in the imperial capital was very good, and officers and soldiers arrived at the first opportunity.

But when he saw Qin Yun rushing towards him, he was so scared that he immediately knelt down.

"Stop!" he roared, like the sound of a god.

The people around gave way one after another, feeling a sense of pressure.

"Baka..." A drunk Japanese man cursed halfway through his sentence.

Qin Yun was furious when he heard this, and his anger level soared: "You're looking for death!"

He walked like a dragon and a tiger, grabbed the Japanese man's neck with one hand, and then smashed him hard on the stone lion beside him!

boom!

"Ah!" The Japanese man screamed like a pig being slaughtered. His head was instantly broken and bleeding. It was extremely terrifying.

With a loud bang, he fell to the ground and rolled around.

The crowd cheered: "Good!"

"Young man, you are very skilled!"

"Good job! Kill these Japanese bastards!"

At this time, Feng Lao and others just kept martial law aside and did not intervene. They knew Qin Yun's temper very well.

All the Japanese people reacted in a state of tipsiness, their faces flushed, and they turned around abruptly, looking at Qin Yun angrily.

Seeing that they were "ordinary people" and not soldiers, he was no longer afraid.

"Minding your own business, huh?!"

At this time, the woman hugged her husband tightly, whose head was broken and bleeding. She was so pitiful that she cried for help: "Help, help!"

"Save, I ask you to save me!" A young Japanese warrior roared, and under the influence of alcohol, he arrogantly drew his sword and chopped.

Qin Yun's ears moved, and he instantly recognized that this guy was the one who had just said that Han women were born to accompany drinking.

This time, he was angry!

This involves a national issue. If we don't kill, we won't be able to vent our anger!

boom!

He leaped up, almost becoming a shadow, and kicked the young warrior hard in the abdomen.

Click!

All that was heard was the crisp sound of his ribs breaking.

"puff……"

He spat out a blood mist and fell heavily to the ground, his samurai sword fell off, and he covered his ribs and screamed.

"what!"

"You dare to hit me, do you know who I am? Kill him, kill him!"