Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

"Where are our people? Weren't they supposed to take this ambassador to the new campus?"

Suwo Qishi looked wary.

He had already become suspicious when he was blindfolded on the way here.

Although the Imperial Guard said that the location of the new campus needed to be kept secret, ... looking at the tall chimneys that were still spewing dust and smoke everywhere.

And the guards, with sentries every five steps and posts every ten steps.

And then there were the Tang soldiers standing on the watchtower, their faces filled with vigilance as they surveyed their surroundings.

Even if Suga Kiseki was stupid, he had already realized that this place was definitely not a new campus.

however.

His response was met with a sinister sneer from the officer in front of him who had just signed for the "delivery".

"Why is Ambassador Suga in such a hurry? I'm just taking you to see them, aren't I?"

Suwo Qishi felt that the person in front of him was emanating a terrifying chill that made him instinctively take a step back.

"No! This can't be the new campus of Imperial University! Where have you brought me?!"

"Stab!"

Behind him, two Japanese attendants wielding Tang-style swords instantly drew their long swords from their waists.

However, the next moment.

"Snapped!"

The guards on one side, who had been on guard against the two of them for a long time, suddenly made their move.

Despite not being armed, the two Tang soldiers acted swiftly and ruthlessly, disarming the two men of their swords in an instant.

Then, they pinned the two men to the ground from both sides.

"Aaaaaah! Baka yarou!"

"Damn it, let me go right now!"

The officer glanced disdainfully at the two struggling attendants and waved his hand.

"It seems Ambassador Su has taken good care of them both. Good, send them to the top-tier area..."

Two more soldiers came, and then there were two clicks.

The two men, who were struggling and cursing just a moment ago, had their arm joints dislocated in an instant. They didn't even see what the Tang soldiers did next.

Then they immediately dislocated the jaw joints of both of them.

Watching the two attendants, their mouths drooping, saliva mixed with tears of fear, being dragged away like pieces of pork.

Suga Kishoku's expression changed completely.

He retreated repeatedly, shouting angrily and in panic.

"No! What are you doing? We are honored guests specifically requested by your Crown Prince, we are envoys from your Tang Dynasty's allies, you cannot treat us like this, you..."

"Ha! Allies?" Upon hearing this, the officer burst out laughing on the spot.

Two soldiers pinned down Soga Kiseki, who was still trying to escape, from the left and right.

"A tiny, insignificant country like Japan, a place that can't even compare to a village headman of our Great Tang, dares to call itself a marquis or a king? How dare it claim to be an ally of our Great Tang?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, go inform Dean Berens, isn't he going to be researching heart structure recently? Perfect timing... our Ambassador Suwa, don't let his short stature fool you, he's got a big heart!"

Hear the words.

Upon hearing the name "Berlins," Soga Kishoku's face instantly drained of all color.

The dean of the National Medical College!

A piece titled "A Detailed Discussion of the Differences Between Human Blood and the Blood of 36 Animals" was once published in the "Tang Dynasty Medical Journal," which included some descriptions of human blood and many previously unheard-of terms.

The mere thought of this foreign doctor with his Persian appearance evoked a sense of dread.

This sense of horror was not only felt by the Japanese; even the Tang Dynasty officials and common people who had read the article shared the same feeling.

"No! Let me go, Abairu! I am the ambassador of Japan! I am the ambassador of Japan! Our Suga family will not let this go until we receive a reply from me! Let me go..."

Two Tang soldiers dragged him along in front.

The officer who signed for the package walked behind.

Watching the other person's face change from initial anger to fear, and then to a breakdown and begging for mercy, a strange smile of pleasure inexplicably appeared on his face.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you Japanese dwarfs. If it weren't for you, how could someone as wicked and cruel as me have received such treatment today..." the officer muttered to himself.

The skill of speaking.

Soga Kishoku, however, was being dragged by two soldiers through one prison area after another.

now.

Inside the cage, pale-faced and thin Japanese slaves, imprisoned in the dungeon, all came to the prison door after hearing the commotion.

When some international students saw that even the familiar Soga clan head, who valued Soga Kiseki so highly, had been captured by these Chinese devils and brought to this place, they were shocked.

The despair and fear in my heart instantly shattered the last glimmer of hope I had left.

At that moment, Soga Kiseki also saw it.

What he longed for most was for the Tang Dynasty to release the Japanese students studying in Japan...

"Oshima, is that Oshima? Oshima-kun!"

Teru Oshima, pale and weak, slowly knelt down at the prison gate. The icy iron cage and floor seemed to be blasting cold air into his body from all 360 degrees.

It aggravated the needle marks and centipede-like scars on his body.

He stared blankly and desperately in the direction where the Suga Oddish Stone had been dragged away, muttering to himself.

"We can't get out...none of us can get out..."

suddenly.

As if he had been subjected to some enormous shock, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and he began to shout wildly at the outside world.

"Demons! All Tang people are demons!!!"

"You will all die a horrible death!!!"

“Bagya Road!!!”

The officer in charge of the area didn't say anything, but silently opened the booklet in his hand and moved up the schedule of the project that Oshima Teru was originally scheduled for next month by one month.

Just three days later...

With a "snap," the booklet closed, causing the Japanese slaves in several nearby prisons to tremble violently.

The sound of the officer's leather boots on the ground terrified them so much that they curled up on their beds, covered their heads, and trembled with fear.

Soga Kishoku was put in solitary confinement in a cell.

When Berens arrived after hearing the news, he saw Soga Kisei, the Japanese ambassador who had visited him more than once in Taiyuan and even given him gifts.

The light reflected from the glasses was chillingly cold.

"Hehe, Ambassador Suwa, long time no see~"

The Tang dialect had a strange accent, and some of the pronunciations were not even as standard as Suwo Qishi's.

However, it is now quite clear that his life is in the hands of the other party.

“Mr. Berens, no, there must be some misunderstanding. Our Japan is willing to cooperate with His Highness the Crown Prince. We can work together to deal with Goguryeo, Baekje, Silla, and even those countries like Lin-yi.”

“Our Lord Soga greatly admires and respects the Tang Dynasty. There must be some misunderstanding between us.”

"I want to see His Highness the Crown Prince! I want to see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Soga Kishoku excitedly pressed himself against the cell door, anxiously trying to pull Berens away.

however.

His short stature made him appear as a dwarf, even compared to the elderly and somewhat hunched-over Berens.

At this moment, besides his comical struggle while clinging to the cell door, he was...

I can't do anything else.

Berens chuckled and shook his head.

Without saying anything, he reached out and took the information about the Soga Stone from the officer beside him.

Upon closer inspection, the satisfied expression on his old face made his wrinkles look like an old chrysanthemum twisted into a shape.

"Oh ho! What a beautiful and detailed medical report... Mr. Soga, to be honest, back in Taiyuan, I was already very curious as to why you were so keen on going to the hospital to see a doctor."

"Your body is perfectly healthy."

His gaze swept over Suwo Qishi's figure, looking at him as if he were a treasure, yet also as if he were looking at a lump of dead pork, making Suwo Qishi's heart, liver, spleen, and lungs tremble.

When he heard that the document in the other party's hand was actually his medical examination report from Taiyuan Prefecture.

It was as if they had been struck by lightning.

"What are you going to do to me? Why do you want to access my medical report?!"

His response was to Berens's increasingly intense gaze.

He then gave instructions to his assistant.

"Postpone the current surgery and schedule the next surgery for our Ambassador Suwa... Haha, I can't wait."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at Soga Kishoku, who was in the cell, to comfort him.

"Don't worry, old buddy, my hand's been getting steadier lately..."

Soga Kiseki spent an inevitable night. Under special "care," there was no one else imprisoned around his cell, so he wanted to learn something from the other Japanese prisoners there.

There is no way of knowing.

He could only toss and turn all night, or shout for help at the top of the prison.

until the next day.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

When Soga Kiseki was gagged and stripped naked, lying on the operating table, he was so frightened by the white-clad figures around him that he wet himself on the spot.

Berens remained unfazed, showing no surprise: "Take care of it..."

Several deputies immediately stepped forward and began to clean up.

At this moment, Berens smiled and spoke to the row of young figures standing beside him.

His face was beaming with excitement, like a missionary passionately preaching his faith to his followers.

"In yesterday's class, I talked about the distribution of veins and arteries in the human body, as well as the important blood supply routes to various organs. You all did a great job on the assignments I gave you, hahaha, I have to give you some encouragement."

"You are the most talented doctors I have ever met."

As he spoke, even with Soga Kisei behind him, who was so frightened that he soiled himself, Berens remained completely unaffected and gave encouraging applause to the medical students who had enrolled in his national medical school.

Although these people were descendants of very lowly and unpopular professions in the Tang Dynasty, such as coroners, corpse carriers, and Taoist priests in mortuary estates.

But in Berens' eyes, these people were the most talented medical talents in the world.

After explaining today's practical research project to the students and instructing them on what to observe later,

The Suwo Stone has also completed its complete drainage process.

Tears streamed down her face, and her pale complexion begged Berens with her eyes.

In his hand, Berens held a scalpel that gleamed coldly in the light.

"To be honest, old friend, you are the most sincere and eager-to-learn person I have ever met. Even with so many favorable policies from His Highness the Crown Prince, very few people still sign up for the courses, yet you took the initiative to send me so many gifts..."

"Despite your short stature, your ugly appearance, and your disgusting eyes... I really love the gifts you send."

"Waaaah!" Soga Kishi struggled loudly.

Berens smiled faintly: "You mean, you're willing to give me more gifts?"

“Woo woo woo!” Suwo Qishi nodded.

however.

"I'm sorry, my friend, but your arrival here means that you are my gift."

To Suga Kishi, Berens's smile appeared utterly wicked.

The knife in his hand gently touched Soga Kiseki's chest cavity.

“Ambassador Soga, you are sometimes very clever, able to tell at a glance what knowledge is good, but at other times, you are very foolish... deceiving yourselves into thinking that you can stand on the same level as the Great Tang.”

“His Highness the Crown Prince is speaking to you in human language, but you don’t understand.”

He slowly lowered the knife.

The strangely accented Tang dialect sounded like the whispers of a demon.

"Your Highness, I can only have a heart-to-heart talk with you..."