Tang Dynasty, I can lead troops through ancient and modern times

Li Chengqian continued, "Over the past thousand years, the language of the Central Plains has evolved continuously, and the accent has changed a lot, but Japan has retained some of the ancient sounds of the Tang Dynasty."

“As for why I have always called myself Hakka or Minnan, it is also because of this reason.”

"During the war at the end of the Tang Dynasty, many nobles and common people in the Central Plains migrated to the south to escape the war. It is also for this reason that the languages of these two ethnic groups retain a lot of Tang Dynasty pronunciations. Therefore, Hakka and the local dialects of Fujian Province are very similar to Japanese in some words and sentences."

"That is to say, we should be able to understand a small part of Japanese when we speak the orthodox Tang Dynasty elegant music."

Li Shimin said fiercely, "I know. After returning to the Tang Dynasty, I will kill all those idiot envoys to the Tang Dynasty and put an end to Japan's idea of learning our Central Plains culture."

Li Chengqian didn't say anything more. He looked around and led his men out of the underground parking lot.

It was rush hour on the streets of Japan in the evening.

The streets were busy and the sidewalks were lined with pedestrians waiting for the traffic lights.

The appearance of Li Chengqian and his group did not attract much attention. At most, people just glanced at them curiously and then continued with their own things.

They either had serious expressions, lifeless eyes, or were searching around with lustful eyes.

Li Shimin saw that there was a Japanese woman among the pedestrians who was wearing a Tang suit that was very similar to theirs, except that there was an extra pillow at the back. She was wearing wooden clogs and holding a round fan as she walked proudly.

It's their legs...

"Why are they all bow-legged?"

Li Chengqian explained: "They learned the Tang Dynasty's kneeling sitting method incorrectly. When we kneel, there is a small stool under our buttocks for support, but they kneel directly, and over time, their legs are compressed like this."

Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly: "These idiots, they can learn things wrongly, they are so stupid!"

Li Chengqian looked around and decided that the area they were in should be the city center.

Moreover, this intersection looks a bit familiar, as if it has appeared in the movie "Resident Evil".

What should be Shibuya Crossing!

Shibuya...

Isn’t that Tokyo’s most prosperous non-ferrous industry zone?

Would you like to try it?

Li Chengqian looked at the time. It was still past 5 p.m. If he wanted to destroy the so-called Yasukuni Shrine, he had to do it at night, and he had to have someone lead the way.

The best way is to get to know the locals, such as going to the Shinjuku neighborhood where Chinese people gather.

Just then, someone patted Li Shimin on the shoulder.

"Hello, are you from Dragon Country? The Hanfu you are wearing is really beautiful."

This guy speaks Mandarin with a genuine Northeastern accent!

Li Shimin didn't understand, so Li Chengqian quickly took over the conversation: "That's great, I finally met a compatriot."

"Why, what difficulties did you encounter?"

Li Chengqian looked helpless: "Yes, we just got off the bus from the airport and our luggage is gone. Now we are penniless and even our passports are lost."

The man frowned after hearing this: "This is not easy to do. Without a passport in Japan, it is easy to be sent back to your country as a stowaway. So, you come with me first, and I will take you to the embassy to seek help tomorrow."

Li Chengqian said gratefully: "Thank you very much. I am Li Chengqian. What is your name, big brother?"

"Hello, I'm Fang Jianguo, a native of Liao Province who settled in Japan. Let's go, I'll take you to Shinjuku, where we can provide accommodation."

“But we have no money...”

Fang Jianguo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we are all compatriots. It is our duty to help each other when we are in a foreign land."

Shibuya is only two train stops away from Shinjuku.

Li Chengqian's group consisted of 40 people, so it was impossible for them to take a taxi. It was also rush hour at night and they would definitely not be able to squeeze into the tram or subway.

It would be troublesome if one or two of them got lost, so Fang Aiguo could only take them there on foot.

During this period, Li Chengqian learned that Fang Aiguo was engaged in the decoration industry in Japan.

Although they only take temporary projects, they earn a lot, higher than most Japanese locals.

The main reason is that Chinese people are willing to work hard and are not afraid of getting tired.

The price is lower than that of local decoration engineering teams, so it is very popular among local Japanese people.

Li Chengqian once again introduced himself as a tourist and a member of the Hanfu community. With the original Tang Dynasty costumes they wore, this statement was very convincing.

The group of people walked in the street in such a swagger.

Li Shimin and Li Jing noticed that they could actually understand a lot of the sounds coming from the advertisements on the street.

I can understand half of the text, and some of the ancient buildings preserved in Japan are in the style of the Tang Dynasty, so it feels like going back to the Tang Dynasty.

It’s just that these buildings look a bit stingy, low and simple, and you can tell at a glance that the essence of the culture has not been learned.

At the same time, some people finally stopped to look at the authentic Tang Dynasty Hanfu they were wearing.

Even some enthusiastic lolita ladies came forward and asked for photos.

It's strange that the fat man Cheng Yaojin is still the most popular.

Next are the handsome and elegant Pei Xingjian, the outstanding temperament Li Jing, and the awe-inspiring Li Shimin.

The others also have their own fans, but Li Chengqian and Yuchi Gong are still the least popular.

One looks too fierce, and the other doesn't have the temperament of the ancients.

After Cheng Yaojin took a photo with a big (. person.) lady, he was given a sweet kiss.

"Hahaha, Black Charcoal Head, now you understand the charm of our Old Cheng!"

Yuchi Gong was extremely depressed!

Why do women in later generations like the fat guy Cheng Yaojin? What's so good about him?

Don’t your muscles look good?

What a strange aesthetic...

After being harassed all the way, the group arrived at the Shinjuku intersection.

There is a memorial archway with the two big characters "Shinjuku" written on it.

Walking in, there is a small path that is not very wide, and the buildings on both sides are hung with various signs.

Because it was the evening rush hour and the nightlife had not yet begun, there were not many pedestrians and tourists on the street, but it was still very lively.

Fang Jianguo led Li Chengqian and others through the streets. Li Chengqian found an antique shop on the side of the road and a plan came to his mind.

He looked at the jade pendant on Pei Xingjian's waist again.

That’s right, it was the piece that was sold in Guangxi Province last time, and it finally returned to Pei Xingjian.

"Old Pei, can you lend it to me again?"

Pei Xingjian smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, just take it."

"Brother Fang, we want to go in and take a look."

Fang Aiguo turned around and asked: "You guys...want to sell something?"

Li Chengqian nodded: "Yes, having no money is not a good idea. I happen to have a jade pendant from the Tang Dynasty. I should be able to sell it for some money."

Fang Aiguo looked at the antique shop and shook his head: "This is run by Japanese people. Good things cannot be sold cheaply to outsiders. I will take you to an antique shop run by Chinese people."

Li Chengqian grabbed him and said, "It was the Japanese who were tricked!"