"Go, go quickly and ask what's going on up ahead!"
Barshu gave instructions to his men.
They wore Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) and styled their hair to resemble that of Han people.
However, because they couldn't speak Chinese, the group acted suspiciously.
"Excuse me, friend, where can I get a kidney transplant?"
One of Barshu's men asked a passerby in broken Chinese.
"Opera house, playing instruments and singing, do you understand?"
"Cui La Tan Cang?"
"Why don't you just buy tickets and go in to see for yourselves?" The passerby sized up the group. "You're Hu people, aren't you?"
"No, no, no, we are not tiger people!"
"Tch, so what if they're barbarians? They're everywhere. What's there to be afraid of? As a barbarian, you should be confident. Our Great Song Dynasty is very tolerant."
"By the way, if you don't speak much Chinese, go to the Tianxia Translation Center in the west of the city and find a translator to help you tour Tokyo without any problems."
After saying that, the passerby took his wife and went shopping.
Barshu looked at his subordinates with anticipation.
"What? A translation bureau? There's such a thing? Why didn't you say so sooner? Go find one right now!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Barshu looked around, much like someone who had just arrived in an international metropolis from the countryside.
"Hey, why are those houses built so tall? Aren't they afraid people will fall and die?"
One of his subordinates went to the west of the city to find a translator, while Barshu chatted idly with another subordinate out of boredom.
"I wonder how these Han people built their houses so high, and how they got up there?"
"That girl over there is so pretty!"
"Oh my, there are girls over here too!"
"Oh my, even the fairies I dreamed of weren't this beautiful!"
Holy crap!
Prince Barshu of Gaochang was utterly astonished: Why are there so many beautiful women in the Song Dynasty!
Before long, the subordinate returned on horseback, accompanied by a translator.
When Barshu looked at the translator, he saw that she was a delicate and charming woman.
Barshu froze on the spot: Holy crap! Even the translator is so beautiful!
"This humble woman, Qin E, greets Your Excellency."
Qin E spoke the language of the Gaochang Kingdom.
For some reason, the Gaochang Mandarin that was originally harsh and obscure sounded incredibly soft and pleasant when spoken by her.
"Ahem, I am a merchant who has lived in Gaochang for generations. Actually, I am also a Han Chinese, but my family has lived in Gaochang for generations and I don't speak Chinese very well. I'll have to trouble you, young lady."
"You're too kind, sir."
Thus, led by Qin E, Barshu began his one-day tour of Tokyo.
"Is Miss Qin'e from Tokyo?"
“I was originally from Zhen Ding in Hebei. When I was seven years old, my parents took me to Tokyo and settled here.”
"Oh, Tokyo is wonderful, Tokyo is wonderful! Miss Qin'e, have you ever been to Gaochang Kingdom?"
"I have never been to Gaochang Kingdom; I learned the Gaochang language at university."
"University? Isn't the University a Confucian classic? And it teaches Gaochang language there?"
"This university is not that university."
Just then, the group passed by the entrance of Hanlin Academy.
The area in front of the Hanlin Academy is spacious, with an ancient and elegant archway, and fashionable young people coming and going, each discussing their own topics.
Barshu seemed to have completely forgotten who he was.
"This is the Hanlin Academy, which is on par with the National Wuhan University and the University of Tokyo. It is one of the three most famous universities in the Song Dynasty. The Hanlin Academy is known for its study of the classics, while the University of Tokyo focuses more on commerce, finance, physics, science, and various languages. The National Wuhan University is more commonly known as the Imperial Military Academy, a name adopted from the current government."
Previously, Barshu only knew that Gaochang was located at a strategic crossroads between the east and west, and that it was a prosperous place for trade and investment, both in terms of culture and economy.
Since entering Tokyo, his entire world has been turned upside down.
Seeing that Ba'ershu was somewhat reserved, Qin'e smiled and said, "My lord, there's no need for that. There are countless Hu people in Dongjing City, and everyone gets along harmoniously."
She pointed to the entrance of an eight-story restaurant: "My lord, look at that man over there. He is Wanyan Dan, the former ruler of the Great Jin Dynasty. His greatest hobby is enjoying the food and wine at Zuiweng Pavilion."
Barshu and the others were stunned.
Holy crap! That's Wanyan Dan?
Holy crap! The former ruler of the Great Jin Dynasty!
Just walk into the street like that?
Is he not afraid that Han Chinese people will hate him and want to kill him?
If Wanyan Dan knew, he would definitely say: "A bunch of ignorant fools! Everyone's busy making money every day, who has time to care about you!"
Seeing the shocked expressions on their faces, Qin E smiled and said, "His Majesty said that all people are one family. As long as they abide by the laws of the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty can accept all non-Han people."
Barshu was surprised; the Tokyo he saw with his own eyes and the descriptions of the Song emperor he heard were completely different from what he had heard in Gaochang.
Yelü Dashi described the Song emperor as a despicable, treacherous, and cruel tyrant.
However, do these people seem to be living under the rule of a tyrant?
When the emperor was mentioned, their faces were filled with respect.
"Huh, what's that?"
Barshu pointed to a moving metal box.
"That's a steam car."
Barshu was stunned. Although he didn't know what a steam car was, he felt it was like a myth.
Why is it moving?
"Well, I don't know the principle behind it either, but I've heard that it's propelled by steam."
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