Chapter 6: Miracle Day (2) Monday Seeking Recommendations!

  A Qiu was startled, turned his head to look, and saw a tall man standing in front of him, with a leopard-shaped head, ringed eyes, curly whiskers like a halberd, and an aura that intimidated people's hearts! Looking at his attire, he was dressed as a Kunlun person.

  The big man saw him in a daze and asked loudly: "Young man, do you know the way to the Governor's Mansion?"

  A'chu's heart moved, and he hastily nodded: "Recognized, ten big coins!"

  "What?" Han shouted with wide eyes.

  Ah Qiu busy again changed his mouth: "I recognize it, but lead the way... want to charge two big coins!"

  The big man finally understood his meaning and burst out laughing: "You young fellow, you're quite interesting! Alright, I'll give you ten big coins. Hurry up and lead the way!"

  "Good! Young master, please follow me!"

  Ah Q led the big man to turn around and walk away, his legs were short, the big man took a step forward, and he was five steps ahead. The big man walked impatiently, picked him up with one hand, put him on his own shoulder, and said loudly: "Where are you going? You come and guide the way!"

  A Qiu was startled by his movements, but sitting on the broad shoulders of this big man, it was exceptionally stable. A Qiu calmed down and pointed out the way for him, and the big man carried A Qiu, striding swiftly to arrive at the gate of the Guangzhou Governor's Mansion in a short while.

  In front of the government office, a group of Kunlun people were gathered there, shouting and making a big noise.

  Kunlun slave, Silla maid

  Just like the Filipino maids of later generations, the Silla female slaves were clever and capable, while the Kunlun male slaves were warm and gentle. They were the first choice for Tang people when buying slaves. These Kunlun slaves were not African blacks, but referred to people from the Malay Archipelago in Southeast Asia, whose skin was generally dark. All of these dark-skinned peoples were collectively called Kunlun people by the Tang Chinese.

  The Kunlun people, although they have many slaves, also have merchants and rich men. These Kunlun people are wealthy merchants. Da Han rushed to the front of the Governor's mansion, put Ah Chou on the ground, stepped aside, and shouted loudly: "I just returned from the boat and heard that something big happened. You all came to the Governor's mansion to complain, what is going on?"

  A group of Kunlun people, as soon as they saw him coming, were like seeing the backbone of their master, and immediately surrounded him. With emotions running high, they cried out with grief and indignation: "Young Master, we are so wronged!"

  Ah Chou stood by and listened to their chatter, vaguely understanding some of it.

  It turned out that these Kunlun people were the first to return to the Tang Dynasty for business. After arriving at the port, they paid taxes according to the rules, thinking that they could trade freely. However, the small official at the dock still extorted money from them. At first, they took a tolerant attitude and gave some goods to the little official.

  That minor official cheated the living, seeing that they were coming back for the first time and not understanding the situation of the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, since they did not offer tribute voluntarily, he was displeased in his heart and began to make excessive demands with an open mouth like a lion.

  These Kunlun people's ships were not particularly large, and the value of their cargo was limited. They didn't make much profit from a round trip, so how could they afford to be extorted like this? When the small official saw that they refused, he became furious and ordered his subordinates to provoke them on purpose. The two sides started arguing, and the small official's subordinates beat up one of the Kunlun merchants until he was killed. The Kunlun merchants were outraged and carried the body to the governor's mansion to file a complaint.

  Dahuan heard them talking and saw a corpse wrapped in white cloth on the ground, he couldn't help but get angry and shouted: "The Tang officials are too deceitful! What does the Great Tang Prefect have to say?"

  A businessman said: "We have already submitted the petition and are waiting for the governor's response."

  Just as they were speaking, the main gate of the governor's mansion swung open and an official wearing a light blue robe walked out with a swaggering gait. He stood on the steps, followed closely by a group of guards from the governor's mansion, who took up positions to his left and right.

  A group of merchants rushed up and asked in unison, "Qiu Xue, what did the Road Commander say to you about our grievances?"

  The official in the green robe, who was about thirty years old, had a thin face and triangular eyes. He twirled his sparse beard under his chin, smiled coldly, and said haughtily: "By order of Governor Lu, you wicked commoners refuse to pay taxes and falsely accuse officials of being drunk and causing death. You come to the governor's mansion to make trouble, which is utterly detestable! Take them away immediately and throw them into prison!"

  The crowd of Kunlun merchants were shocked and enraged, suddenly bursting into a great commotion. The eight-foot-tall man standing at the back of the crowd heard clearly, and couldn't help but push his way to the front, shouting loudly: "Corrupt official! How dare you deceive people by calling a deer a horse, reversing black and white!"

  Qiu Yan's face turned red with rage, he pointed at him and shouted: "In front of the governor's mansion, this man still dares to be so presumptuous, he must be a vicious and stubborn thief! Come on, take him down for me, and give him a severe beating!"

  "You scoundrels, who dares!"

  With a loud roar like thunder, he didn't retreat but instead charged forward, puffing out his chest to meet the attack head-on.

  Several officers rushed forward with a fierce expression, the two in front, one holding an iron lock and the other holding a wooden club. The iron chain clanged as it was put over his head, the officer put the iron chain on the big man's head, pulled the chain tight, and the big man's feet seemed to have taken root, standing firmly without moving.

  The big man didn't dodge or evade, letting the iron chain fall on his head. His right fist shot out with a loud "thud", heavily chopping down on the neck of the officer holding the cangue. With a cracking sound, the officer's head tilted to one side, and his neck was actually broken by the big man's single punch. The big man reached out and snatched the cangue from the officer's hand, splitting it in two with a loud "crack", and then slapped it horizontally onto the head of the public servant holding the iron chain.

  The big man slapped the two wooden boards, weighing over thirty catties, onto his head, and it was like slapping a rotten watermelon. A "plop" sound was heard, and red and white splashed out. The big man's face was splattered with blood, making his appearance even more ferocious. Qiu Yan pushed and shoved, retreating repeatedly, shouting: "Evil man commits murder, quickly behead him!"

  "Come on, come on! Let's see who kills whom!"

  He swung his arms, and the soft and limp official who had been slapped into a pancake fell to the ground. The big man turned his head and shouted at the crowd of pale-faced Kunlun merchants: "You quickly return to the boat and wait, since the Governor of Guangzhou won't give me an explanation, I'll go find him and ask for one!"

  As soon as the merchants heard that their companions' bodies had been lifted, they retreated like a tide. They were just ordinary businessmen, although they were indignant at the injustice of the Guangzhou government, but who dared to commit murder? Now, seeing this big man kill two officials with his hands and feet, they were so frightened that they fled immediately.

  The big Han saw the crowd of merchants retreat, and with a loud shout, he charged into the governor's mansion with two bloody hatchets. The governor's guards saw that this Kunlun giant dared to kill public officials, and one by one, their eyes turned red, they angrily shouted and rushed up, waving knives and guns, stabbing recklessly.

  Guangzhou Metropolitan Governor Yuan Rui is the commander-in-chief of the Guangzhou Military Region of the Tang Dynasty. The guards in his mansion are not ordinary, each one is a master of martial arts with exceptional skills, especially since they come from military backgrounds and excel at coordinated combat techniques. When everyone rushes forward, it seems chaotic, but their advances, retreats, offenses, and defenses all have their own rules.

  For a moment, all that could be seen was the big man surrounded by flashing knives and swords, with no place to attack or defend. But unexpectedly, the big man grasped two bloody halberds in his hands and charged forward like a tiger into a flock of sheep. As he swung his arms, swords snapped and spears flew through the air, many guards were knocked flying, crashing into walls and doors, or soaring over their companions' heads and tumbling into the courtyard.

  Han's single force suppressed the ten meetings, and he didn't use any clever tactics. He just took big strides all the way to attack, sweeping away the withered and rotten, unstoppable, and there was no enemy that could withstand him.

  Qiu Yan's face turned pale with fright, and she fell to the ground with a thud. She retreated several steps on her hands and feet, then quickly got up and rushed towards the door, shouting loudly: "Someone come! Come quickly! A wicked person is...!"

  Before the word "cruel" had left his lips, the big man took a step forward and stepped on his lower back. Qiu Yan pushed hard to climb up to the threshold of knee height, and the big man put one foot down, using an unknown amount of force, only to see Qiu Yan let out a miserable cry, his waist making a "puff" sound, his robe sinking, now level with the threshold.

  Qiu Ya pushed with both hands on the ground, hastily rushing out of the mansion. Suddenly, a "ripping" sound was heard, and his official robes seemed to fall off like human skin from his body. He was seen wearing only undergarments, with half of his torso exposed, his internal organs and intestines dragging on the ground in a bloody mess. His upper body crawled inside the door, while his legs remained outside the threshold.

  That big fellow with one foot, using the iron-plated door sill as leverage, had already pushed Qiu Ye to a "waist-cutting" position!

  Ah-Chou stood in the middle of the street, his eyes wide with amazement. He had heard stories from his elders about the heroic deeds of You Xia'er, but those were just stories, and he never thought that one person could take on the injustices of the world, defy the powerful and make the grand mansion of the governor seem insignificant.

  "Can it really be like this? Can it really be like this?"

  That vermilion-painted great gate, in Ah Qiu's young heart, suddenly opened wide, allowing him to see a completely different new world.

  The blood feud of the butchered village, the hatred for his parents, and the pain of his deceased sister - Ah-Chou had never forgotten any of it. However, he was well aware that he was powerless to avenge them. The ones who killed were officials; he had already inquired about it. Those soldiers wearing those combat uniforms were from the Longwu Army in Kyoto, the Imperial Guard, and the only cavalry unit within the Forbidden Troops.

  He wanted to report the case, but the suspicious behavior of the Shaoyang Prefecture was clearly a gang of culprits. He feared that if he entered the prefecture's gate, he would immediately become a corpse in a ditch. What else could he do? He couldn't even live with dignity as an individual without disgracing his ancestors, let alone take revenge.

  So he buried that hatred very deeply, he didn't dare to think about the pain, the hurt and the fire of resentment burning his soul. But he had no ability to avenge, all he could do was endure. And now, this Kunlun boy showed him a brand new world.

  The guards who rushed out of the temple saw Qiū Yǎ Tuī's terrifying appearance and were shocked, retreating in an instant to clear a semicircular space around him. Qiū Yǎ Tuī sensed something was amiss and hastily turned his head, only to see that from the waist down he was still stuck at the door, unable to escape with half of his body. He let out a shrill cry, his seven orifices bleeding, and died of fright on the spot.

  With a loud shout, he leapt into the air like a swallow, his body arcing over the crowd of guards. As he soared through the air, the two wooden boards flew towards the tips of the guards' spears and swords. He then drew out his long sword from its scabbard. This leap and flip was as agile as a swimming dragon, swift as a startled swan. The sword in his hand flashed with a brilliant light, shining like a scattering of stars, piercing the eyes of all who watched.

  Ah Chou stood outside the yamen, already stunned by what he saw. The big man's sword flashed in his hand, a ray of light entered his eyes, stabbing him so that his eyes went black, and he hastily closed them. When he opened them again, he saw the officers and soldiers lying all over the ground, many people wailing and rolling around, while others holding knives and guns were rushing towards the back of the yamen. It seemed that the big man had entered the inner court and was heading straight for the commander's hall.

  Ah-Chou stood on the opposite side of the street, in front of the government office lay a heap of grotesquely shaped corpses, the smell of blood wafted faintly through the air, people were running and shouting in the distance, others were strolling by to take a look, Ah-Chou stood there, his heart racing like a drum, his legs trembling violently, the warm sun shone on his body, but he felt wave after wave of coldness.

  He really didn't expect that the Kunlun man would be so ferocious, and he even more didn't expect that killing someone could be so simple.

  No mistake, that Kunlun man killed all the way into the governor's mansion, giving him a unique feeling: simple! So simple!

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