She has always been on her side, and she is cowardly by nature and obedient to her, so the real power is in her hands. From then on, Korea entered an era in which the king was nominally ruled by him, but in fact by the Min clan's foreign relatives. The supreme ruler of the Joseon Kingdom is no longer the king alone, but the "two halls" - the king's "main hall" and the "middle hall" of Concubine Min.

Concubine Min's beauty is not as good as Shun'e, but she is smart and wise, and she is empathetic, treats people and things kindly, not only is she extremely filial to her adoptive mother Concubine Zhao, but also shows meticulous care for Shun'e, and even brought gifts to visit Shun'e when she gave birth, without jealousy, it is her performance that narrowed the distance between him and her, and he was finally attracted to her and became a real loving couple with her.

Although Concubine Min has political talents, she is cronyistic, everywhere to support cronies, exclusion of dissidents, the main figures of the Min Concubine group Min Qianhao, Min Tai Ho, Lee Jiying (Heung-in-jun, Daewon-jun's brother) and others are corrupt, selling official positions, local officials are also clever and robbing, squeezing the people's fat and ointment to worship the Min family, making North Korea's politics more corrupt, and Japan uses the loopholes of the trade treaty to plunder Korea economically, making the life of the Korean people more and more difficult.

Because Concubine Min lost many sons in her early years, only one son survived, so she relied on witch blessings and people who prayed for blessings, so as to comfort, "make incense coins, visit famous mountains every day, witch blessings, magic in and out of the ban, stealing Weifu", which further intensified the resentment of the people. This time the rebellion was actually the evil result of her early years.

He still remembered the day she had fled the palace in a hurry, escorted by a few loyal courtiers.

Now she has been cut off. Life and death are uncertain. It really worried him.

Although she got into a lot of trouble. But he knew he couldn't live without her.

But where has she gone now?

Just a month ago, the rebels were still searching for her in the palace, and said, "The middle hall is here, and they will kill us and others; Die, rather do great things and die, never dare to retreat! When her father, the king of the courtyard, heard this, he immediately announced that she had been "promoted in the chaos" and held a state funeral for her. Later, she was given the nickname "Rencheng". He knew that his father's plan could be described as killing two birds with one stone: on the one hand, the rebellious soldiers and people who were searching for her in the palace had no excuse to stay in the palace, so they could only lay down their weapons and disband in order to restore order; On the one hand, it prevents her from making a comeback, because after the funeral, even if she is still alive, it is impossible to return to the palace as a dead person.

It's like myself and Shun'e's children......

Thinking of Li Shan, who had "died", Li Xi's heart ached for no reason.

The fierce wind whistled down from the sky, passing through people's sleeves and ears, as if to rub the pain on their cheeks. The sunset is half floating and half sinking. The dazzling red of swaying and shattering is like a dripping channel of molten iron splashed on the sea.

The wind never stops. The hills on the shore have been eroded, causing their seaward side to sink deeply, and from a distance it looks like a myriad of golden gravel waves. The royal flags and crowns of those Zhu Tong Dizi were cut into black shadows by the last sunlight, and the wind tore them crookedly, almost wanting to fly away.

Lined with a canopy of red glow, on the ridgeline of the desolate hills, a procession was spreading spontaneously. Between the long line of 100 Qianguo cavalry, there were two carriages.

These people silently walked south.

In the cavalry array, a young officer in blue was leading his horse cautiously through. His appearance is a little weak, he looks like he is twenty-one or twelve years old, he wears hair around his waist, and he is wearing the uniform of a military attaché of Daqian, which looks extremely heroic.

As soon as they approached the carriage, a female official greeted them and saluted. The young officer returned the salute on his horse and said, "Please wait for Prince Hejun to move immediately." ”

The older female officer raised her head when she heard this, her posture was still respectful, but there was anger in Langlang's voice. "The five sons had a tiring journey, and they fell into a bad wind, and they had a terrible fever. I also ask General Wang's forgiveness. ”

The young officer frowned, and was about to speak, when the female officer continued in anger.

"In the morning, the prince was only half an hour late, and Lord Wu Zhaoyou scolded him in public, which was already very disrespectful, and now he sent people three times to urge the prince to change horses, what is the reason? General Wang Shizhen, since you are a general who has come to protect the prince, you should tell Lord Wu Zhaoyou that the prince has noble blood, and he is willing to risk his life for the sake of the country. Lord Wu Zhaoyou, as an envoy of the Great Cadres, but he despised the prince so much, he despised North Korea, and please respect himself. After saying something unhurriedly, the tone was quite grim.

Wang Shizhen sighed inaudibly, and did not excuse himself, and said, "Lord Wu Zhaoyou heard that there are wild wolves in this place at night, so he took advantage of this to make it out of his hair. It was only when I asked the soldiers from the Northland, and according to them, there were not many wild wolves on the barren hills in this area, and once they appeared, they would inevitably form in hundreds, and they were very fast. In the past, if the merchant group was forced to do so, they would never walk at night, and even if they ventured into the city, they had to prepare a first-class horse for escape, otherwise...... If the prince is on the last general's horse, he is more at ease than in the carriage. ”

The female officers were all taken aback, and after a while, a more steady person hurriedly took out the small clothes and cloak of the vermilion and white python from the carriage, and handed them into the curtain of the carriage. Wang Shizhen pulled the horse to the carriage, and waited for a while before the female officer inside lifted the curtain and sent out a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with a thick wrap. Although the young man's eyes were closed, he could still see that it was a beautiful Danfeng style, his eyes were lightly raised, and he was sleepy due to fever, and even his eyelids were sickly red.

"General Wang, if the prince wants to ride with you?" The previous older female officer asked for no reason. Wang Shizhen held the reins in one hand and held the child in the other, and was stunned before replying: "The horses of the last general are always better than the soldiers." ”

The female officer seemed to say something, but swallowed it again, and bowed and retreated without a word.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, paused for a moment, and called out vaguely like a whisper: "General Wang." ”

Wang Shizhen bowed his head and replied: "The end will be there." ”

It took a little effort for the boy to speak, "If it's true...... If you encounter a lot of wild wolves...... General Wang doesn't have to worry too much about me. The soft voice was like a handful of shredded paper. Just spit out from his lips. and was snatched away by the swift wind. I can't tell the difference.

"You are the prince of North Korea, and you will be your escort, and there is no reason to leave your own escape." Wang Shizhen grew up in the military camp since he was a child, and he is familiar with such a heroic and attentive cliché, and he speaks smoothly. When the words came out, my heart couldn't help but tighten, as if a flat silk had been picked out of half of the waist, and the width of the inch was all shrunk. The young man's clever explanation was careful. It's like worrying about who it will anger all the time, and it's come to the point of being pitiful.

Before coming to North Korea, he had already heard that although Wanhejun Li Zhan was the eldest son of King Li Xi of Joseon, he was born to the side concubine Li Shi, and was deeply jealous of Concubine Min. And his father and biological mother couldn't protect him, so one day. He suddenly fell ill outside the palace and "died", while his mother also suffered from aphasia and could no longer speak, and since then he has lost his father's favor.

In fact, Li Yan was secretly sent to Pyongyang, the old capital of North Korea, by Dayuanjun and protected.

And this time, for the purpose of balancing the political situation in North Korea, Lin Yiqing instructed Yuan Weiting to find him secretly.

"I'm a prince who can't be king...... Even if you save me, I won't do you any good...... Moreover, General Wang, your martial arts are also ......"

The young prince suddenly stopped in panic and looked up at him, his eyes clearly covered with a film of water, but he himself held it back and did not let it fall, reflecting the fiery clouds of the near evening, and a golden light appeared on his lower eyelashes.

Although he knew that the child was not sarcastic, Wang Shizhen's face was still hot.

Li Shanggong has been sick and trapped in the palace, and the palace people and attendants around her are just responding to her story, Concubine Min has not given up and wants to drive her out of the palace, and if she learns that Li Yan is not dead, God knows what else she will do.

And now because of the "Renwu Mutiny", Concubine Min's whereabouts are unknown, and Li Shan, the eldest son of the king, can finally "come back from the dead......

The twenty-five-year-old general and the thirteen-year-old son rode together on a tall Mongolian horse, silently walking in the dusty procession, and the silhouettes were dark in the twilight. Through the heavy splendid clothes and light armor, Wang Shizhen could still feel the heat rising from the young man's body, like a small charcoal cage in his arms.

That night, Li Shan, Wang Shizhen and his entourage of more than 100 people arrived at Kaesong, a city north of Seoul, in the middle of the night, nearly two hours later than originally expected. The brigade rested for three days in Kaesong, and then changed to a gunboat of the Qianguo Navy by water, entered the mouth of the Han River through the coastline, and sailed to Seoul.

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