We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Li Che walked quickly towards Fuso Pavilion with a knife in hand, followed by Qiu Bai, Hu Qiang and others, as well as a Jinyiwei from a hundred households.

Seeing Li Che's murderous look, even Qiu Bai, who often came into contact with him, felt a little uneasy.

He whispered to Hu Qiang beside him, "Aqiang, you have followed His Highness the longest. Does our His Highness have a grudge against Japan?"

Hu Qiang swallowed the pancake in his mouth and replied in a rough voice, "I don't know."

"Keep your voice down," Qiu Bai said quickly. "No grudge? Why are you gnashing your teeth when you mention Japan?"

Based on Qiu Bai's understanding of Li Che, he is definitely not a murderer.

Although there were many dead souls on the road to the rise of Feng State, they were all people who deserved to die.

Li Che has always regarded the people of Daqing as his brothers and the barbarian soldiers as grass.

As for the people of other countries, Li Che treated them well and never thought of killing them indiscriminately. He also let the Fengtian Army protect the people.

But I don’t know how the Japanese country offended His Highness.

No, Japan is relatively honest among the neighboring countries around Daqing.

Not only did he insist on paying tribute, but he also greatly admired Daqing's Confucian culture and often sent envoys to learn.

The Japanese who came to study were also low-key and modest. They kept themselves in a low position and never caused trouble.

How could such a weak nation possibly offend His Highness?

Li Che didn't hear the two people talking. He had already walked towards the door of Fuso Pavilion, his heart full of eagerness to try.

As a time traveler, you can kill indiscriminately, submit to the imperial power, or just live a life of debauchery and do nothing about human affairs...

But there is only one thing, if you don’t do it, all the time travelers will look down on you!

Attack Japan! Attack their damn life! Destroy their nation and exterminate their race!

When he reached the door, Qiu Bai was about to go forward and knock on the door, but he felt a black shadow passing by him quickly.

By the time he came to his senses, Li Che had already kicked the door open and rushed in.

Qiu Bai's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Hurry, follow!"

At a command, dozens of Jinyiwei marched into the house in orderly steps.

Behind the door, the Japanese envoy Matsui Shigeichi was writing quickly at his desk. When he saw a group of ferocious Jinyiwei rushing in, he immediately became furious.

"eight......"

Before he could curse, Li Che had already spoken in the standard anti-Japanese drama accent: "Bageyalu!"

Matsui Shigeichi paused. Although the Japanese spoken by Li Che was modern, he could still understand it.

He was not only confused, but also wondered if the person who broke in was also Japanese?

It doesn't look like that. How can Japanese people be so tall?

Before he could ask any questions, Li Che had already slapped him: "You, bastard, you are not working honestly!"

The slap was so powerful that it made Matsui Shigeichi spin around on the spot.

Seeing that the person came with ill intentions, Matsui Shigeichi didn't dare to do anything more. He covered his red cheeks with his hands, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"My Lords, what does this mean?" Matsui Shigeichi asked in stiff summer language, but his voice was obviously trembling.

Li Che smiled coldly and did not answer him.

He walked slowly to the desk, picked up a book, glanced at it briefly, and then shouted coldly:

"Well, your embassy is actually hiding books banned by Daqing, intending to spread fallacies and confuse the people!"

His face changed, and he drew his knife, pointing the tip of the knife directly at Matsui's chest: "Come here, copy this as evidence!"

"Banned books? These... these are just some ancient books from my country..."

Matsui Shigeichi tried to explain in panic, but several Jinyiwei had already snatched away all the books and rushed along the corridor to other rooms.

As soon as the Japanese envoys inside opened their mouths to protest, they were kicked down, fell to the ground in a mess, and were hit by several swords.

Suddenly, there was a burst of ghostly howling sounds from the Fuso Embassy, ​​which was even heard clearly by the soldiers standing guard at the gate of Sifang Hall.

The captain sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and kept clapping his hands on his knees to keep time.

"It's like the sound of nature," the captain exclaimed, looking at the soldiers, "all of you, listen carefully. Appreciate this foreign music and cultivate your sentiments."

The soldiers were filled with excitement and whispered, "Here!"

On the other side, Matsui Shigeichi and a group of Japanese envoys had been gathered together by the Embroidered Uniform Guards and were kneeling on the ground.

Li Che flipped through a book casually and said contemptuously: "Ancient books? Do you Japanese know how to read? Do you have ancestors?"

He put down the book and stared sinisterly at Matsui, who was kneeling on the ground. He raised his sword and crossed it across the bridge of Matsui's nose.

"Confess quickly! Are you here on orders to instigate a rebellion on the border?"

"It's unfair! It's unfair!" Matsui prostrated himself and kowtowed repeatedly.

However, Li Che did not intend to leave them any room for explanation. He swung his knife suddenly and hit Matsui's shoulder with the scabbard.

Matsui screamed "Ah" and half of his body lost support and fell to the side.

"During the search, we found evidence that you and other Japanese envoys were harboring weapons and colluding with the rebels. Come, tie them all up!"

The Jinyiwei looked hesitant, but in fact they didn't find any weapons at all.

Only the books that Emperor Qing awarded to the Japanese delegation had been replaced with classics, history, and literature.

But Li Che's personal guards were completely different. They never questioned Li Che's orders.

Several personal guards immediately stepped forward, kicked over the other envoys who tried to speak in their defense, and pinned them down one by one with their hands tied behind their backs.

Someone else took off his sword and took out several bows and crossbows from his back, and stuffed them into the luggage in front of the Japanese envoys.

Matsui's eyes widened in disbelief: "This is a frame-up! You are..."

"Fuck your mother!" A guard from the criminal camp slapped him in the face.

Outside the courtyard not far away, more Japanese entourage members did not dare to approach and could only tremble across the wall.

They witnessed the once high-ranking envoys being picked up by the Jinyiwei, questioned again and again, and thrown to the ground again and again.

"How dare you, a small nation, come to Daqing and flaunt your power? Before you leave Daqing, explain all your fallacies and stolen goods!"

Li Che brushed away a drop of blood that splashed on his lapel, glanced coldly at the Japanese envoys, then waved his hand, signaling his men to continue the investigation.

As far as the eye could see, the Jinyiwei began to rummage through drawers and cabinets, causing the entire building to crash.

The Japanese envoys were slapped like dogs, eggs had to be shaken to separate the yolks, and the earthworms in the yard had to be cut in half vertically.

An envoy who had just had his hair crown pulled off and was in a miserable state tried to struggle, but was knocked to the corner by Qiu Bai's side kick.

Blood gushed out of the envoy's mouth like a fountain, and even the sound of begging for mercy was swallowed in his throat. He could only look at Li Che with pleading eyes.

However, Li Che remained indifferent and just sneered.

Unable to bear the humiliation, Song Jing shouted with blood oozing from his teeth, "If you continue to act this way, I will report you to the Emperor of Daqing and severely denounce you!"

"Report on me?" Li Che laughed sinisterly and stepped on his face. "Do you know who I am? Why do you want to report me?"

"Who are you!" Matsui lay on the ground, his eyes full of anger.

"I am the King of Daqingfeng! Have you heard of it?"

Matsui's pupils shrank sharply, obviously he had also heard of Li Che's name.

"Fengguo is not far from Waguo. Wait, this is just the beginning!"

Matsui immediately shut his mouth, his heart filled with bitterness and fear.

The King of Daqing is actually this killer!

When had he ever offended him? Why was he targeting Japan so much?

He couldn't figure it out, but he was very clear about one thing in his heart.

Once targeted by Li Che, the entire Japanese nation may face a disaster of collapse.

But given the temperament of the Japanese, they never resent the invading enemies, but only point the blame at themselves.

They would think that it was because they provoked King Feng of Daqing that Japan was implicated, and at that time even if they committed suicide by disembowelment they would not be able to clear themselves of the charges.

After a stick of incense, the Japanese envoys were left disheveled, with bruised faces and noses, looking as miserable as escaped refugees.

The Jinyiwei filled more than a dozen boxes with the so-called "evidence involved in the case" and left without even saying goodbye.

Only the envoys were left, tied up in a ball and lying on the ground, trembling.