Dongnuan Pavilion,

Yan Chengjin reported the matter to the fifteenth, and Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "Li Long has paid tribute to our dynasty three times and five times, and his intention is clear, how can he hijack the caravan of our dynasty?" ”

His Majesty was obviously deceived by Li Long.

Emperor Hongji can't be blamed.

Other tributary countries pay tribute once a year, and Li Long sends envoys four or five times a year, and he is very good at licking.

According to Han Simen, Li Long, like the one mentioned in the history, forcibly conscripted the wives and daughters of ministers for his pleasure, and countless medical women were brutally murdered.

The ministers and the people were unbearable, but they curryed favor with the Ming Dynasty and tried to gain protection.

"Your Majesty still remembers the envoy Han Simen? According to this person's words, this person is as violent as Xia Ji's merchants, wine ponds and meat forests, fish and meat people, promiscuity and excess, and it is not enough to say one ten-thousandth of it when he uses all the vulgar words in the world.

Please send an army of 100,000 to rescue Wang Busui and others. ”

Yan Chengjin, are you crazy?

To save a merchant, you have to send 100,000 people, and you don't send so many soldiers and horses to fight the Tatars.

Liu Jian said: "No, Li Long sends envoys to pay tribute every year, and he should be protected by my Ming Dynasty, how can he use troops against him, and the court and the tributary countries have an agreement in advance, resist foreign enemies, and do not interfere in the government." ”

Emperor Hongzhi nodded, Li Long paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty, if he sent troops to it, who else would pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty in the future.

"North Korea has intercepted the refined salt, and the tax and silver promised to His Majesty may not be paid." Yan Chengjin Road.

After the Beijing camp was trained by Wang Shouren, it was not what it used to be, and with the Hongyi cannon, it was not difficult to conquer Seoul.

It's just that His Majesty is willing to use troops.

If Korea had always been controlled by Yan Shanjun, the business of refined salt would not be able to operate, and among the neighboring countries, the closest to Liangxiang, except for Tatar, would be Korea.

And North Korea loves to eat pickle sauce, which requires a lot of refined salt.

Emperor Hongzhi stood up, frowned in deep thought, and walked down the imperial steps with his hands on his back.

"It's not worth sending troops once, spending countless sums of money, just to snatch the refined salt back."

In other words, you should mourn and change.

Yan Chengjin thought that Emperor Hongzhi might not send troops.

What he cares about most is waste.

Moreover, Emperor Hongzhi was a peace-loving man, and he would defend against enemy aggression, but he would not necessarily take the initiative to invade the enemy country.

The weight of Wang Busui and others is not worth sending an army.

"Yan Shanjun's move is to deceive the king, deceive Your Majesty, and ask for the crime according to the law, and ask Your Majesty to send envoys to ask for people and silver back."

Yan Chengjin took a step back and fished Wang Busui back first.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

The will of the clerical office went down to the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Sheng was a little worried, it was not easy to find an envoy who could speak Korean.

"It is a long way from Tianjin Port to North Korea, and I ask Lord Zhang to arrange it as soon as possible." Yan Chengjin Road.

Zhang Shenghu doubted: "The silver may be able to come back, but the people may not be, back and forth for more than a month, think about it, you have captured a few useless merchants, will you keep them alive?" ”

"Please arrange it as soon as possible."

Killing people and goods, Yan Shanjun really wants to be jealous of the Ming Dynasty, he should kill Wang Busui and exterminate him, and a small caravan disappears at the border, which will not attract the attention of the imperial court.

Yan Chengjin knew in his heart that if he could not save Wang Busui by sending envoys this time, it would definitely cause disputes between the two dynasties.

Yan Shanjun killed the Ming merchant for no reason, and Emperor Hongzhi would not let him go easily.

Just let Emperor Hongzhi send troops to Korea, change the Korean emperor, and in the future, Liangxiang will be able to trade with Korea.

Zhang Sheng was sad and his eyebrows tightened: "The Ming Dynasty rarely sends envoys to North Korea, so I have to let the official find out who can do it." ”

"There is a suitable person in the lower ranks, and the Ministry of Rites can send another person."

Yan Chengjin immediately sent someone to Liangxiang.

Han Simen guarded the gate at the Liangxiang Shipyard, and he felt that he had lived like a wine bag and a rice bag, and he ate and slept all day.

The quality of the people in Liangxiang is excellent, and they do not come to the shipyard to make trouble.

The shipyard paid him three cents of silver a day, half as much as the shipyard workers, but Hansmen disdained the silver.

Every day a hawker would come to the shipyard to set up a stall, and he had already noticed one of the women, Liu, who had heard that she was a widow.

Han Simen saw that she was pitiful, and would buy her some radishes every day and pickle them by himself.

"Han Simen, follow me into Beijing, Lord Yan is invited." Ya Gong said.

Han Simen was suspicious, and Lord Yan didn't care about him since he left him here.

An hour later, Han Simen came to the capital, and when he heard that Yan Chengjin was going to send him back to North Korea, he looked sad: "My lord, the villain doesn't want to go back to North Korea, can I change someone?" ”

Yan Chengjin was surprised.

You're North Korean!

Think it's a Ming person?

"The villain lives comfortably in the good township, North Korea is now under the control of Yan Shanjun, everyone is in danger, the adults have not arrived in North Korea, they can't experience it personally, the miserable situation of the people is far more brutal than what the villain told the adults, Seoul is already hell on earth." Hans Doorway.

After more than a month in Daming, although it is a doorkeeper, it is a happy thing.

Don't worry about the door being smashed open in the middle of the night and the Janissaries dragging him into his cell.

There is no need to flatter Yan Shanjun every day, and be careful to laugh.

I can sleep peacefully every night, and I faintly look forward to seeing the woman who often comes to set up the stall.

"You don't care about Han Jun?" Yan Chengjin couldn't help but ask.

Han Simen smiled: "Jun'er's official position is low, and she is not involved in party disputes, so she should be fine." ”

Yan Chengjin had a strange face, and took out a note: "Good news that your son is here, he has been promoted." ”

Han Simen took the note and looked at it, and suddenly his face was like ashes, the bigger the official, the more he had to walk on thin ice, Yan Shanjun picked the minister to attack, if he did not obey, he would be tortured such as cutting inches and breaking bones.

"How could Jun'er sit in the position of the official?!" Han Simen's face was completely bloodless.

Yan Chengjin was a little weak-hearted: "Put this aside in advance, and the official will discuss with you first, how to deal with this." ”

From the moment Yan Shanjun's atrocities were exposed, Han Simen was a traitor, and Yan Chengjin trusted him.

Moments later, Han Simen put on his long-lost North Korean official uniform and set off for North Korea.

……

Seoul

In the dark, damp dungeon, Wang Busui has been locked up here for more than half a month.

Carrying 30,000 catties of refined salt from the border of Liaodong and arriving at Yi City in North Korea, he couldn't sell much for a few days, so he went deep into the territory of Ping'an Province, and he didn't want to be arrested by the officials.

He couldn't understand what these people were saying.

The forced labor brought by them was arrested, and none of them came back, and Wang Busui guessed their fate.

At this moment, the officials dragged them out and came to the execution ground.

"Owners, they ...... It seems to be an executioner. ”

"You...... You also don't know for me. Wang Busui was scared.

Ten people held silver swaying big knives, lined up, the yin wind gusted out, Wang Busui and the others had a chill down their backs, and fainted timidly.

An official shook his head and sighed, and shouted, Wang Busui and others were escorted to the execution platform.

Han Jun heard that a caravan was brought from Ping'an Road, so he came to take a look, but he recognized Wang Busui and had seen this person in the good hometown of Daming.

"The production is full!"

Wang Busui closed his eyes, his body trembled constantly, but he didn't see the knife fall for a long time, and he was so frightened: "You...... Can you be happy! ”

"You are Lord Yan's servant?"

Wang Busui was not convinced: "What...... How to speak, at least a housekeeper! ”

"You...... Are you the son of Han Daemun? ”

Han Daemun?

Han Jun was puzzled: "My father's name is Han Simen." ”

Wang Busui explained: "Your father is now watching the gate in Liangxiang, and it has been renamed Hanmen. ”

Han Jun's face turned green, their family is a big family in Gyeongsang-do, and his father has been pampered since he was a child, when he has suffered this kind of hardship, tears can't help but flow down.

Wang Busui saw that it was bad, and pointed to this kid to save the people.

"Don't worry, your father is doing well, the shipyard also paid him three wages, he fell in love with a little widow, you want to think of him, I will take you back to Liangxiang to see."