Chapter 109 Riot Riot 4

At this time, Zhu Youzhen suddenly felt extremely comfortable, and the first historical event that he didn't know about since the crossing was finally made a little eyebrow by himself.

"Speaking of which, it's nothing more than killing Li Liang and choosing a puppet."

Zhu Youzhen set the tone for this matter in one sentence.

"My idea is to walk on two legs."

"Wen Tiren."

"The minister is here."

"Your task is the simplest and clearest, go and join Dong Chaopu, and send the manpower to Hou Jin, especially Fan Wencheng. Don't startle the snakes, it's better to be able to watch them do it. As for whether it was an ambush when they killed Li Hui, or an ambush when they changed the new master to North Korea, you wait for Zhou Yanru's notice to you. My only request here is that Fan Wencheng and Amin must die. Got it? ”

"Obey." Wen Tiren got the latest request, and hurriedly went out after receiving the order.

"Zhou Yanru!"

"The minister is here."

"Your current task will also be changed, you go to meet Chen Zilong and Lai Shunzhi. One gathered the merchants of my Ming Dynasty in Hanyang City to avoid being affected by the pond fish in this palace change. In addition, continue to settle the Joseon King Li Jun, as well as the itinerary of the meeting between Li Xu, the son of Zhaoxian next door to us, and I just said. According to the meeting, we will protect Li Kun and try to ambush and kill Houjin in the palace by surprise. Then arrange for Yue Hesheng to be the political council of North Korea for a few days, and stir up Houjin's back for me. If it is not good, hold on to this Zhaoxian son, and wait for Jin to kill Li Liang, we will avenge the murder of Zhaoxian in the name of the Korean suzerainty, and smoothly send Zhaoxian to the throne of Korea. ”

"Command!"

After speaking, only He Renlong and the two women in Tsing Yi were left in the room.

"He Renlong."

"The last general!"

"You're my fist now. Now all the arrangements are actually the size of a fist. Whether it is Zhou Yanru's side or Wen Tiren's arrangement, in the end, it is all a one-shot deal with your big fist, do you know? ”

He Renlong was a little excited, he also understood that if he did a good job in this errand, he would naturally be able to be in Jian Zai's imperial heart, and his future was limitless.

"You're going to count all the black-clad soldiers we've brought with us. Maintain a high level of vigilance at all times. If you don't need you, if you are needed, it is to rush into the palace and fight with Houjin under the same people. Clear? ”

"It will not be clear. The new army of the official academy will certainly live up to His Majesty's hopes. ”

"Then there you go!"

He Renlong had just walked to the door, and Zhu Youzhen stopped him again.

"Remember, this battle, if you don't fight, it's just a fight."

Zhu Youzhen slammed his fist on the table.

"This is the first battle since I ascended the throne, and it is also the first battle for me to run Korea, and I want to give me the military prestige and combat power of the new army. Whether it's North Korea or Houjin, I want them to tremble when they hear the name of the Black-Cloaked Army, understand. ”

He Renlong was unusual, knelt on one knee, clenched his right hand into a fist in front of his chest and said:

"The last general will definitely live up to my emperor's trust!"

The same happened at the camp on Houjin Wharf.

"Big brother, look at it."

After staring at it all day, Yue Wenqing, who had just been in a daze and was about to sleep, turned over and ran to the window of the lighthouse.

It was already midnight, and four or five wagons stopped at the gate of the Houjin Yard. Coming down were obviously a few figures with their brains, rummaging through the yard yard to check the things piled up in the carriages.

"Big brother, it should be Amin and Fan Wencheng of Houjin!"

The young man next to him unfolded several portraits from various angles. Amin's characteristics are more obvious, and Yue Wenqing can basically confirm it at a glance through a monocular. Fan Wencheng is a little unfamiliar, but the appearance from several angles basically matches the portrait on the rice paper.

In that pile of goods, bundles of straight wooden poles caught Yue Wenqing's attention. He was too familiar with these things, as long as the tail feathers were inserted, this should be the wolf's tooth arrow commonly used by Houjin.

"You keep an eye here, I'll go back and report it."

There is no waiting for the carriage to deliver the news, and the other party gathers together and may start at any time.

Fan Wenchen vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know where this feeling came from.

Is it from Amin, who is already drunk next to him? No, he shouldn't be of much use in his plan other than showing up in the palace and then being shot out of the head.

Or is it from the Mongols around him? It shouldn't be, their task is simpler, just rush to the Gu family's house. Killing the emperor is still a bit of a concern for the Ming Dynasty, Korea, and Dongying people. But for these Mongolians, there is no psychological burden at all.

So where can it come from?

He forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and beckoned the two of them into the room of the freight yard, and the drawings of Gyeongbokgung Palace and the Gu family were on the table.

"I may have to talk to the two of you again about dawn today."

Fan Wencheng has a lot of things to arrange, and he also has a lot of things to say to these two one by one. Even the use of weapons, the route of retreat and the remedy if things are revealed.

In his mind, these are all things that must be communicated with the commander of the troops one by one, and must not be seen in words or handed over to the captain of the army.

"Say what you say! Fan Zhangjing, you are a person who has never fought at all. As soon as the bowstring sounds, you just don't pee your pants! After saying that, Amin seemed to think of something, and laughed wildly.

"Gone, gone." Amin patted Reckugus on the shoulder. He still admired the force value of Mollegus.

"If you want to do it, hurry up and send someone over, and Lord Belle's personal soldiers said. God chattered all day long, and now the master is going back to make up for sleep. All day long, I learned from Da Ming and engaged in these nondescript things. ”

After that, he went away with Mangrugus.

……… Boom......

Fan Wencheng, who was embarrassed and angry, blushed his face and swept the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table to the ground. The overturned candlestick almost ignited Huang Taiji's letter to himself.

He held back his anger and once again opened the secret letter that Huang Taiji had given him. Slap twice.

A masked figure appeared behind him.

"Remember, neither of these two survived the North Korean incident, one died in the palace, and the other died in the Gu family, understand? The corpse of Reggus can be left unwanted. But Amin must die to see the corpse. This is also a holiday gift for your master. ”

"The minion knows."