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Accompanied by Li Zhenyan's melodious and tactful singing, Zhu Youzhen's lucky boat traveled up the river from the mouth of the Han River and went straight to Seoul, the capital of North Korea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info river is wide and gentle, surrounded by green hills on both sides, and the scenery along the way is breathtaking. And from time to time, you can see hard-working Korean girls carrying a large wooden basin on their heads, taking the whole family's clothes to the river to wash.

However, Zhu Youzhen was seriously injured, and he was worried about Qi Meifeng, but he had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery and singing. And he didn't understand Korean either, Li Zhenyan sang a song, and Zhu Youzhen reluctantly smiled: "Master Weng sings so well!" North Korea is a nation that can sing and dance, and even if you take out the garbage, you have to sing. ”

Li Zhenyan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then laughed and said: "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense, this 'Dauraki' is a Korean language, which means 'bellflower'. This song is called "The Ballad of the Bellflower", and it is sung about the scene of a little girl going up the mountain to pick bellflowers. ”

Zhu Youzhen's old face turned red when he heard this, and said in his heart Fortunately, this is with Li Zhenyan, if he makes such a joke on a formal diplomatic occasion, he will have to cause a diplomatic dispute. In order to hide the embarrassment, I had to say without words: "What did you do with the bellflower?" Do you use medicine? ”

"It's not medicine, it's food." The smile on Li Zhenyan's face disappeared, "In fact, bellflower is a kind of wild vegetable, every disaster year when the grain is not produced and the people's homes are short of rice, they have to go up the mountain to pick bellflower to satisfy their hunger." Although this song is sung cheerfully, it is just a joy in the midst of suffering. ”

Zhu Youjian listened to the strange words: "Isn't North Korea rich in rainfall and rich in rice? Our Yellow Sea Merchant Gang has also been purchasing rice from North Korea, so why is there still a shortage of rice? ”

Li Zhenyan sighed and said, "Your Highness doesn't know anything. Korea is a small country with a weak population, and in addition to the fact that it has been continuously invaded by the Japanese and Jurchens in recent decades, a large number of people have been killed and taken captive. North Korea is mountainous, there are no large fields, and the work is very hard, if there is a lack of manpower, as long as there is a slight drought or flood, the yield will be greatly reduced, which is worse than that of the Ming farmers. As for why the Yellow Sea Merchant Gang was able to buy a large amount of rice, it was because North Korea implemented a two-shift system. ”

"Two shifts? Is it the morning shift and the evening shift? Zhu Youzhen wondered, thinking to himself, is the level of production organization in North Korea so high that it is about to implement two or three shifts?

Li Zhenyan shook her head and said: "The two classes are the Wen class and the Wu class, which are on both sides of the king when they were in the last dynasty. Those who are eligible to rank in the two classes are all lords and nobles from all over Korea, and their official positions are also hereditary. Most of the land and peasant households in North Korea were in their hands, and the imperial court had only a small part at their disposal. These aristocrats were greedy for profit, and they would rather hoard rice and sell it at a high price than give it to the victims in a famine. ”

Only then did Zhu Youzhen know that although North Korea imitated the Ming system everywhere, it was still a serfdom country in its bones, and the king's control over the entire country was far inferior to the control of the Ming Emperor over the entire empire. Therefore, it is not surprising that there is a strange appearance of poor peasants going up to the mountains to dig wild vegetables while grain is being exported on a large scale.

The two talked all the way like this, but in fact, Li Zhenyan was afraid that Zhu Youzhen would be mentally relieved and fall asleep and burn higher, so she deliberately kept talking to him. Rao is like this, Zhu Youzhen still feels more and more uncomfortable. Even on the rolling Yellow Sea, he never got seasick; But in this calm Han River, he was seasick, and finally couldn't hold on and vomited a lot of meat and vegetables, almost not vomiting out the bitter gall.

Li Zhenyan was busy with the two maids, carefully wiping the filth for Zhu Youzhen, and feeding him water to clean his mouth. Zhu Youzhen coughed violently a few times, and said embarrassedly: "Why should Lord Weng be like this, you see that I am dirty like this, don't smell your clothes." ”

Li Zhenyan hurriedly gently blocked Zhu Youzhen's lips with her green and jade fingers, and said gently: "If it weren't for His Highness saving me, I would have been humiliated by Zheng Zhilong's minions." And it's better not to call me 'Lord Weng', it's better to call me 'Zhenyan'. ”

Zhu Youzhen sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from Li Zhenyan's body, and his eyes gradually became confused, and he whispered like a child: "Zhenyan, it's a pity that you are a North Korean and a noble lord, so you can't live in Daming for a long time!" Otherwise..."

What was said later, even Zhu Youzhen himself didn't know. When he came to his senses again, the ship had already docked. At this time, it is midnight again, the moon and stars are scarce, and the coolness of the Han River is suddenly born.

Zheng Sen and other sailors followed Li Zhenyan's instructions, carefully lifted Zhu Youzhen off the soft couch, and slowly left the ship and landed. Zhu Youzhen didn't know where he was going, but he vaguely saw Li Zhenyan's pretty figure swaying not far in front, and he felt solid in his heart.

Since then, the terrain has gradually climbed, apparently climbing a small mountain. The mountains are lush with trees, birds singing and flowers, and the environment is extremely elegant, but it is a good place to escape the summer heat.

As you walk up the rugged path to the top of the mountain, you can see a large number of houses looming ahead. At this time, although it was late at night, the lights still shone through the darkness, which made Zhu Youzhen feel inexplicably warm in his heart.

He walked a little further and came to the large house, but he saw that it was heavily guarded, and it was obviously an important place to go. However, looking at the shape of the building, it is only a relatively ordinary building. If it is changed in Daming, I am afraid that it will not even be comparable to the house of a small landlord.

Zhu Youzhen was surprised how Li Zhenyan came to such a place, and suddenly looked up and saw three big characters written on the plaque at the main entrance: Yunxian Palace.

Zhu Youzhen didn't think it was funny, thinking that it was such a broken place, and he dared to call it "palace"? Not to mention the palace of the Forbidden City, it is the Fuwang Mansion in Luoyang, which is thousands of times more luxurious than here.

But after thinking about it, no matter how beautifully built the palace is, it is just a place for the personal enjoyment of the royal family and nobles. The more luxurious the repair, the more the people's fat and ointment will be looted. Therefore, this comparison is meaningless, and it is more important to see what the people in the palace have done.

When the guards guarding Unhyeon Palace saw that it was Lee Jung-yeon, they hurriedly bowed down and whispered something in Korean. Li Zhenyan waved her hand, and the guards immediately opened the palace gate carefully and let Zhu Youzhen and his party enter.

When he arrived at Yunxian Palace, Zhu Youzhen found that it was a wide courtyard, and dozens of houses in it were built on the mountain, which was also magnificent. The light was on in one of the rooms directly in front of it, and Li Zhenyan hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and said in a soft tone: "Daughter knocks on her father!" ”

This time, she said Chinese, and of course Zhu Youzhen understood it. I saw the door slowly open, and an old voice came from it: "Come in!" ”

Li Zhenyan and everyone worked together to carry Zhu Youzhen in, and the others immediately retreated. Sitting opposite sat an old man with white hair and kind eyebrows, who asked in fluent Chinese, "Zhenyan, who is he?" ”