Just as Izumi Jinan left the gate of Gyeongbokgung Palace, not far from the courtyard, Li Xiansong, who had just been off duty, was also walking towards the gate, he was a little absent-minded, so that he didn't respond to his colleagues greeting him.

After getting out of the gate and getting into the sedan chair, he tore off the disguise of pretending to be calm, his brows furrowed, and he even let out a light sigh.

Li Xiansong is not his real name, ten years ago his surname was Sikong!

That's right, he is Ling Ming's former comrade, the secret stake of Jinyiwei in Seoul!

Li Xiansong is the name he gave in order to disguise his identity, not only the name, Li Xiansong's origin and life experience are extremely fabricated, so that he can participate in the "Chuntang Taiwan Examination" and win the Jinshi with this identity, becoming one of the most important secret piles of Jinyiwei in North Korea.

Now, he has been appointed to the Joseon Imperial Court, and has access to almost all the files and records of the Joseon royal court, but he has never sent a single piece of information to the Ming Dynasty - for no other reason, the great raid nine years ago completely destroyed Jinyiwei's intelligence network in North Korea, and although Li Xiansong was spared, he could no longer play a role.

With the rise of his official position and the increasing power in his hands, Li Xiansong has gradually forgotten his origin, or rather, he can't wait to forget his origin - he bought a house in Sanjin in Seoul, married the daughter of a high-ranking official of Sanjin, and accepted several concubines, and had two sons and a daughter under his knees; In addition to his house, he also has dozens of acres of fertile land on the banks of the Han River, and the largest calligraphy and painting shop on the Cross Street of Seoul is also his property.

Lee Hyun-song, who has all this, has already regarded himself as an out-and-out North Korean, a North Korean who has achieved fame and is satisfied; Everything in the past, including the surname Sikong, was like a dream for him, a nightmare that he would never want to mention.

However, just a month ago. This nightmare has finally woken up!

Ling Mingshen appeared in his study unconsciously, and at that moment, Li Xiansong almost fainted!

His two sons were taken away, and according to Ling Ming, it was time for them to learn the rules of Jinyiwei - Li Xiansong certainly understood that this was Ling Ming using his son as a hostage to force him to comply.

There was almost no hesitation. He then agreed to cooperate with Ling Ming - the identity of the dark pile and the double threat of his son in the hands of the other party made him powerless to fight back.

At first, Li Xiansong also thought that Ling Ming was still working for the Jinyi Guard - Ling Ming's first request was for him to find the surviving Jinyi Guard's secret stake.

But as Ling Ming gave more and more tasks, he gradually saw that the clue was coming - he didn't know if Ling Ming was still Jinyiwei, but he knew that Ling Ming's arrival must have something to do with the Ming pirates on Jeju Island in the south.

read and transcribe the dossiers and recitals related to the Ming pirates; Record the contents of the court meeting related to the Ming pirates; Find the biographies of all the generals who might lead the army; used the identity of Li Xiansong Qingxi to stuff people around Izumi Zhinan......

Everything is related to the Ming pirates, which makes Li Xiansong more and more sure that Ling Ming is the Ming pirates!

But what he couldn't be sure of was whether these pirates were real pirates or Jin Yiwei in disguise - he didn't dare to ask and couldn't ask, this was the rule of Jin Yiwei!

The creaking of the sedan chair. Li Xiansong entered his mansion, and after getting off the sedan chair, he went straight to the study, and sure enough, Ling Ming was sitting in it waiting for him.

"Today, Izumi Tomo is in front of you?" The latter, when he saw him come in, asked quietly.

"Yes!" Li Xiansong nodded and said - after more than a month of communication, the Chinese he thought he had forgotten became more and more fluent.

"Can you find out what his recitals and talks about?" Ling Ming asked after taking a sip of tea.

"The recital has not been archived and cannot be accessed; The content of the conversation is even more unknown - the palace is strictly forbidden, and even Li Liang's henchmen and eunuchs are not allowed to approach the side hall. Li Xiansong shook his head and said.

Ling Ming put down the teacup. The eagle-like gaze made Li Xiansong's back cold, and it took a long time to hear him speak.

"Excellent! Now I need you to pay attention to these things: Izumi Tomoo's recital, Bing Cao's transfer order for the future period, and the detailed information of the head of the battalion to be transferred......"

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The fleet of ships with patches on the sails that Chu Fan saw. It's from Hirokashima.

A total of four ships, of different sizes, transported a total of more than 400 old, weak, sick and disabled; The long-distance transportation has cost at least a third of the old, sick and disabled – either from the cramped cabins or from starvation due to lack of food.

Chu Fan was furious about this, and the person in charge of the rushing fleet, Shang Zhili, who was also Shang Kexi's own nephew, roared, "Didn't you say that you organized good people and we sent a boat to pick it up ourselves?" How did you starve to death so much?! ”

Shang Zhili is still a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. In the face of Chu Fan's fierce accusations, he was very afraid and blamed himself, and replied in a snort, "After my uncle went back, he was busy with rice business first...... It took a few Hou Zhibang's minions to stabilize the trade of the rice shop...... When it was announced that he would send people to Ushijima to survive, the island was in chaos...... These are hungry people, and I heard that Childe has a way to live here. grabbed them one by one, broke their heads...... It was easy to determine the first batch of people, and they were all in a hurry, so how could they wait for Childe's ship...... So, my uncle sent it over......"

Chu Fan looked at the hungry old men and children on the three boats, who were like skeletons, and the more his heart lit up, he couldn't wait to kick this Shang Zhili's feet; Hindering Shang Kexi's face, he finally endured it, and grabbed Shang Zhili's collar and gritted his teeth and said, "Done!" I'll send a boat to Hirokashima in a moment...... You go back and tell Shang Kexi, don't interfere in the matter of transporting people in the future! …… More than 400 people died more than 100! They are people, not animals! …… Knowing that you don't have enough food, can't you write a letter to say it? How much money should I make? …… Even if you want to deliver it, you have to prepare the food thoroughly, what the is starving to death on the road?! ”

After speaking, Chu Fan grabbed Shang Zhili fiercely, and walked quickly towards those old people and children; The latter was stunned by his pistol and stick, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

To tell the truth, these people are all the fathers and villagers of Liaodong, and Shang Zhili felt uncomfortable watching them die on the way, so Chu Fan yelled at him just now, not only did he not mind, but it increased his guilt and self-blame.

Seeing Chu Fan leading everyone on the dock to cook porridge for the old people and children, Shang Zhili was even more emotional: It's really like Chu Fan said, because of the shortage of food in Dongjiang Town, they have always treated these old, weak, sick and disabled people who have no combat effectiveness as a burden, and countless people die of starvation and sickness every year, and Shang Zhili has become numb after a long time.

Now seeing Chu Fan doing his best to save these "burdens", Shang Zhili couldn't help but blush-as long as he was not a person whose conscience was extinguished, who didn't have compassion?

With a sniffle, Shang Zhili hurriedly stepped forward to help, and secretly said in his heart, it seems that his uncle is not lying, this is the best place for the old, weak, sick and disabled in Dongjiang Town! (To be continued.) )