"Father...... Have a concubine in Daming? Han Jun was like a thunderbolt from the sky, his heart ached, he looked at Wang Busui blankly, and suddenly felt that he had become an orphan.

Wang Busui sighed, in the words of the young master, your father is an old scumbag.

"I haven't married yet, don't think about it, you want to release me first, and if you can't put it down, you have to drag it out and cut it again."

The young master will definitely come to save him, his life is not worth anything, and the refined salt is not worth much?

Han Jun cleaned up his mood, walked into Gyeongbokgung Palace quickly, and asked to see Yan Shanjun, but when he arrived at the dormitory, he was stopped outside by the guards.

"Chen Han Jun has something important to see."

There was a buzzing sound from inside......

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Yan Shanjun was very busy and very busy, and Yaxing, who disturbed His Majesty at this time, would definitely attract a big man.

Han Jun didn't dare to provoke Yan Shanjun, but his father was still in Daming's hands.

With the lives of more than ten people in Wang Busui, he may be able to exchange his father back.

"Lord Han, Yan Shanjun has something important to do!"

"Yan Shanjun, the one arrested by the Robbery Hall is a businessman from Liangxiang!" Across the palace gate, Han Jun shouted in horror.

After a while, the door of the palace opened, and Shang Gong invited Han Jun in.

I saw that there was a mess in the dormitory, and Yan Shanjun was wearing a red dragon robe, with a little tiredness on his face, as if he had been hollowed out.

Behind the screen, there is a group of medical women hiding here who dare not show their heads.

Han Jun knelt down and lowered his head: "Those traders are from Liangxiang, and they are the private slaves of the powerful ministers of the Ming Dynasty, so they can't be killed." ”

"Da Ming Minister?" Yan Shanjun was a little surprised, a caravan caught casually was the private slave of the Ming Dynasty, this luck ...... It's so unusual.

"Which minister?"

"The surname is Yan, and the others ...... I don't know. "It's Yan Laogao, but the minister doesn't dare to say it.

Yan Shanjun suddenly smiled, he was quite familiar with the ban of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty implemented the sea ban, and the minister sold salt privately, and the crime could be death.

It is rumored that Emperor Hongzhi of the Ming Dynasty, virtuous and filial piety, will never allow the ministers to break the ban, escort these people back to the Ming Dynasty, and maybe ask the Ming Emperor for a reward.

"Selling salt in Daming is a capital crime, you only went to Daming once, how can you know him and know his servants? This salt, he asked you to bring it into North Korea? Yan Shanjun had a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed a little crazy to Han Jun.

The ministers of the parliamentary government all knew that Yan Shanjun was not in his right mind.

Cold sweat oozed from Han Jun's forehead.

"In ...... In the good township of the Ming Dynasty, there is a library, where the minister and Lord Yan are acquainted, and there is no selfishness, and they have never leaked the affairs of Yanshanjun. ”

Yan Shanjun has always ordered his envoys not to mention more than half a word about the brutal rule of Korea.

"Alright, you go and let the people go."

"Thank you, the king!"

As soon as Han Jun left, Yan Shanjun ordered the inner guards to search Han Jun's mansion.

Half an hour later,

The Praetorian brought back a package containing ten letters.

Yan Shanjun picked up a letter, opened it and read:

In April of the 14th year of Hongzhi, he befriended Zuo Chengzhi Park Yuanzong

Open another letter and open it to see:

In May of the 14th year of Hongzhi, he befriended the minister Liu Shunting

……

The last letter opens:

In August of the fourteenth year of Hongzhi, he sent an envoy to the Ming Dynasty

At the end of each letter, there are four small words: burn after reading

There are even ministers of the Ming Dynasty, ministers who control our dynasty?

Yan Shanjun's face was angry.

Since Hongzhi ascended the throne in the seventh year, envoys have been sent every year to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty, and there has never been a precedent for the Ming Dynasty to leave envoys.

Look at the letter again: burn it immediately after reading it

There are similarities with the Daming Shu Song sent back by Han Jun.

"This king has been tricked!"

Han Simen must not have been seized by the Ming Emperor.

"Arrest Han Jun, and all the people mentioned in these letters will be sent to the inner prison."

Outside Seoul,

Han Jun was ordered by Yan Shanjun to rescue Wang Busui and others and send them out of Seoul.

Sitting in the carriage, Wang Busui breathed a sigh of relief.

North Korea is more chaotic than the border of Jizhou, let Xie Yu come next time.

"I fought hard to save my life, and begged Lord Yan to release my father back." Han Jun pleaded.

Wang Busui nodded: "I'll tell the young master, you go back quickly, hey, aren't they here to pick you up?" ”

A group of officers and men on horseback chased after them and surrounded the carriage.

"This official is at the behest of Yan Shanjun, who dares to stop him?"

The officers and soldiers didn't say a word, and escorted them away together with Han Jun.

……

Gyeongbokgung Palace,

Yan Shanjun threw the letter in front of Han Jun: "This will be burned immediately after reading, who is it?" ”

"Minister...... The minister didn't know. Han Jun's legs trembled and he almost urinated.

The package hidden on the beam of the house was turned out by Yan Shanjun.

"What did your father do in Daming?"

"Look...... Look at the gates. ”

Yan Shanjun's eyes showed a murderous fierceness, and Han Jun knelt on the ground: "Really...... It's really looking at the gate. ”

……

Yan Chengjin spread out the map on the ground.

The Jianzhou Jurchen forces were scattered, but they had been harassing the Ming Dynasty and Liaodong.

According to the historical trajectory, the biggest enemy of the Ming Dynasty should be Jianzhou, not Tatar.

At this time, an idea appeared in Yan Chengjin's heart.

Let North Korea destroy Jianju.

Refined salt in trade with North Korea is a superficial camouflage, and rescuing Wang Busui is a mid-level camouflage, and letting North Korea destroy Jianzhou is the real goal.

"Although there are still more than a hundred years, it is safe to be cautious, and we must prepare now."

Jianzhou hibernated in the wasteland north of Liaodong, making a living from hunting, and it was difficult for the Ming army to pursue and suppress it.

If North Korea attacks Jianzhou, thirty or fifty years later, Jianzhou will be destroyed, and the Ming Dynasty can sit back and enjoy its success.

In order for Daming to continue, Yan Chengjin was also heartbroken.

Pick up the pen and start drawing a brain map on the paper.

"North Korea will not send troops easily, and if Han Simen is put in the position of leading the government, let him destroy Jianzhou, and the probability of the demise of the Ming Dynasty will be reduced by fifty percent."

The leader is equivalent to the head of the cabinet of the Ming Dynasty, and can influence the affairs of the court.

Now is a good opportunity to support Han Simen as the leader of the government.

"Nephew, what are you painting on the ground?" Wang Yue walked into the main hall and saw Yan Chengjin scribbling on the ground.

Seven or eight arcs, dazzling to see.

"My lord is in the court, do you have cavalry that can be mobilized?"

"Naturally, there are some, what do you want to do?"

Han Simen and the envoys of the Ministry of Rites went to North Korea, and there were not many people with them, and if there was a change in North Korea, I am afraid that it would not be able to be transmitted back as soon as possible.

Wang Yue's personal soldiers around him are different, and they can rush back to the capital in an expedited manner for 800 miles.

"The refined salt of Liangxiang was detained in North Korea, and an envoy was sent to negotiate, but the lower officials were afraid of changes." Yan Chengjin said directly: "I want to ask the adults for a communication cavalry, and arrange it on the road along the way." ”

Wang Yue didn't say a word, and immediately went to arrange.

He's here to ask for a manuscript, and the latest manuscript has been written again.

……

The big ship was about to dock, Han Simen looked at his long-lost North Korean hometown, and his heart was full of emotion, and it was another mood to come back.

I suddenly felt that the small life of a good hometown was better than being an official in North Korea.

"Master Tong, let's inquire about the situation first, and then it's not too late to meet Your Majesty." After landing on the shore, Han Simen was serious.

After leaving for nearly three months, Seoul is like a hell on earth, starving everywhere, and even the homeless people in Liangxiang are not as good as them.

The people were like beggars, and only their eyes were clean.

The officials of the Arrest and Robbery Department searched everywhere, seemingly arresting the criminals.

During this period, it is unknown what inhumane things Yan Shanjun did.

"Listen to Lord Han."

Tong Zhang was a little scared.

North Korea pays tribute to the Ming Dynasty many times a year, it should be extremely rich, why is it so miserable?

He saw some people lying in filthy mud puddles, apparently lifeless.

Guozijian has become a brothel, in broad daylight, and the friends of Guan Bao are unsightly.

"How dare you come back?" One rushed out and rebuked.

Han Simen looked confused, Park Yuanzong was the flattering of Yan Shanjun's side, how could he hide in Tibet, as if he was unpopular.

"You're killing us!" Park Wonjong gritted his teeth and creaked.

They were doing well, but after Yan Shanjun found a pile of letters from Han Jun's mansion, he began to arrest people.

Park Wonjong was wronged.

He didn't know Lord Yan of the Ming Dynasty at all, and he didn't have any fornication.

What made him unbelievable was why Lord Yan of the Ming Dynasty knew his name and wrote it on the letter.

"I don't understand, Brother Park, what's going on?" Hansmen asked.

"Yan Shanjun wants to reproduce the Wuwu Shi Disaster!"