Chapter 127 Riot Riot 22

The change of Gyeongbokgung Palace.

These are the five words that are destined to appear in the history books of North Korea, but in reality it is the beginning of blood and killing.

Guanghaijun Li Hui didn't care, he just wanted a chair after a baptism of blood. For him, as long as everyone is here, it represents betrayal.

Houjin's Fan Wencheng didn't care even more, what he wanted was a dog that broke his backbone. For him, not letting everyone be afraid of Houjin is the biggest failure.

"Not a single living person will be left behind."

Fan Wencheng stood at the door of the main hall and said lightly to Toto and Amin who came to meet. Toto seemed to have something to say, and he wasn't interested in finding out. At this time, what he saw in his eyes was the palace where Hanyang City was immersed in mourning, but what he thought of in his heart was the palace complex thousands of miles away that could truly be called the most magnificent palace in the world.

It was not until midnight that the whole palace returned to calm.

A small group of Houjin's soldiers came out of the place satisfied. There seemed to be some blood marks left by the slender palms on his face, and his clothes and pants were slumped, and they were stuffed with all kinds of souvenirs. After the beastly slaughter and indulgence, their bodies and souls seem to have been completely dissolved.

At this time, Amin and Toto didn't seem to have any suspicions, and the two walked side by side to Fan Wencheng at the jade railing in front of the main hall. To be honest, the two of them really admire Fan Wencheng a little bit now, with the death of more than a dozen people and the injury of dozens of people, they were able to control the most critical palace of the entire dynasty in the royal city of North Korea so easily, and they really relied on Fan Wencheng's planning.

"Master Fan."

Toto didn't have any burden in his heart, Fan Wencheng's position was already higher than his own, not to mention that when he left, the Great Khan also repeatedly told him to focus on Fan Wencheng in everything, and not to insult others with Nanban again. It doesn't matter what people say, Toto still has to listen to what the Great Khan says.

Amin Belle is completely different. Admiration is admiration, but the two words honorific title are impossible to export. Now being able to give it up is already the biggest concession that this person can make. "After I go back, why don't you let the Great Khan transfer this southern barbarian to my tent to listen to orders?"

Fan Wencheng didn't care about Amin's attitude at all at this time, who would care about a dying person?

"Where is Guanghaijun Li Hui now?" Fan Wencheng asked.

"If you go back to your lordship, now you are changing your dragon robe in the dormitory."

Fan Wencheng nodded, this Guanghai Jun Li Hui's performance is exactly what he wants.

"Where are the five great families such as the Hirayama Shin clan and all the important ministers now?" Fan Wencheng asked again.

Another retinue in a green robe stepped forward.

"Now, according to the handwritten letter of the king of Joseon, Yi Liang, they have been summoned to the Kyeonghee Palace to gather, waiting for further instructions from the adults." After speaking, the man in Tsing Yi glanced at Fan Wencheng cautiously.

"And ............ It seems that the movement here has also passed, and some ministers over there are clamoring to see the king of Joseon, Yi Liang. ”

"Noise!"

Fan Wencheng didn't speak, it was Amin Baylor who spoke.

"Whoever makes a noise will be cut in front of him, one is not enough to cut ten, and ten is not enough to cut a hundred. I see who would dare to make a noise! ”

Fan Wencheng not only didn't care, but said to the person in the green robe.

"Amin Belle is right! Zhuo Shichang, you still follow me for too short a time. You'll still have to learn a little more from Toto's guards and Amin Belle in these areas. You are a talented man of the Ming Dynasty, and naturally you will inevitably bring the pedantry and false benevolence of the Ming Dynasty. It's not good! I will also add to you, kill people as soon as possible, and do it when the first person starts to make noise, and don't be pretending to be benevolent and reasonable. The knife and the blood on the knife are the biggest truth, have you ever understood? ”

When Amin and Toto heard this, the corners of their mouths turned up, and Zhuo Shichang also hurriedly called Qianying.

Fan Wencheng was extremely comfortable. This seems to be the feeling of being an emperor above 10,000 people? Born in a word, died in a word, he seemed to be a little fluttering. However, he knows that now is not the time for the finale, and there are more scenes to be sung.

"Amin Baylor." Fan Wencheng walked down the steps in three steps and two steps, kneeling down on one knee.

"Slave Fan Wencheng has completed the battle of Hanyang according to the order of my Great Khan. Since there is no war, it should now be in the order of the eldest and the younger, the noble and the inferior. Now in this Hanyang City, regardless of Joseon and Houjin, they naturally respect Erbeile. Fan Wencheng said extremely sincerely. After finishing speaking, he was still afraid that Amin would settle accounts for his autumn queen, so he bowed to the ground and said.

"A few days ago, the war was about to start, and in order to ensure the smooth running of everything in my Houjin, the slave had no choice but to make the decision without authority. What he did offended Baylor, and asked Min Baylor to see that the slave had been dedicated to Houjin's affection for so many years, and he would be lenient. ”

After that, he kowtowed three times. In my heart, I thought of saying, Amin, Amin, I, Fan Wencheng, rarely give people a sincere kowtow, but when I see that I am about to die in the face, my Fan Wencheng three kowtows are worthy of you.

Let's hit the road with peace of mind! Fan Wenchen raised his head and looked at Amin.

"Hahaha............" Amin is finally cool, this time it's really cool.

No matter how stupid he is, he won't embarrass such an informed Fan Wencheng now. Instead, he strode down, and really enthusiastically raised his hands to help Fan Wencheng up.

"Why should Lord Fan be like this. Naturally, Amin is responsible for everything. But all kinds of beginnings and ends, Benbel still has to rely on you! ”

People have given themselves the greatest credit and benefits, and they will still say a few beautiful words.

"Don't worry, when Ben Beile sees the Great Khan, this Hanyang war, you Fan Wencheng must be the first merit!"

Fan Wencheng took advantage of the situation to stand up, but the position he stood was consciously two steps lower than Amin. Hearing this, he hurriedly shook his hand and said, "If it's the first merit, Amin Bel, you're killing the minions." Without Amin Belle in charge, even if the minions are good at planning in the house, they don't have the guts. ”

"Kill what? When is Benbel going to kill you. Don't be suspicious. ”

You're the mallet! What else could Fan Wencheng say, he had no way to explain it to Amin Baylor, so he had to smile and nod.

"You are honest with Benbele, and Benbel will not hide it from you. At that time, if the Great Khan gives this Korean country to Benbel as a fief, then Benbel will ask the Great Khan to bring you over. Don't worry, what Ben Belle said about asking for your wife was also because Ben Belle didn't know you before, and thought that you were just like those southern barbarians who slapped their beards and horses in front of the Great Khan. No matter what you think, Ben Baylor is in love with you. Ben Baylor never mentioned his wife's affairs again......"

Fan Wencheng looked at this goods and said more and more outrageous, and quickly interrupted him and said:

"Minbel don't worry, as long as you tell the Great Khan. The minions must listen to you and the Great Khan's arrangement. ”

"Master Fan!"

A personal entourage arranged by Fan Wencheng interrupted the conversation between the two men.

"The sheep holding ceremony of the Korean king Li Liang and his two concubines has been prepared, when will Lord Fan arrange it?"

Hearing this, Fan Wencheng suddenly became happy.

"Let's see how Guanghaijun Li Hui's dragon robe is preparing. If it's okay, please come and watch the ceremony together. After speaking, he glared at the pro-soldier next to him.

"Why don't you hurry up and arrange two identical chairs from the palace, and arrange them side by side in the center. When it was time to watch the ceremony, we Amin Belle were invited to sit on the left-hand chair, and then arranged for Li Hui to sit on the right-hand side. Li Hui led the important ministers and servants to stand on both sides to watch the ceremony. ”

Amin scratched his ears and cheeks, he didn't know what it was called, but he felt that Fan Wencheng was really a good person.

Obviously, he can do it himself, with the warrant of the Great Khan, to be honest, if he is not ready to completely turn his face with the Great Khan, Amin will be perfunctory at best, but he will not dare to blow up in front of Fan Wencheng in public and in the military tent.

But now, although he doesn't know what the sheep holding ceremony is, it must be a very important etiquette. Otherwise, he would not have invited Li Hui, who would soon become the king of Joseon, to come.

Just wanted to say something, but turned his head, but found that Fan Wencheng was looking up and down, looking at himself carefully, and he was still a little flustered.

After thinking about it, he clapped his hands and called for his own soldiers.

"Amin Belle fought bloodily all night, leading the Houjin Zhuangmen who were just five hundred to fight fiercely for the country, and there were inevitably traces of blood on his body. Go to my carriage and get my new robes for Minbel. ”

"But...... Lord Fan, what you have prepared for Min Belle is the robe of the new monarch of North Korea to watch the enthronement ceremony. I wore it today, so what did Minbel wear at the time of the big gift? If you want to do it again, you know that it won't take three days. It's not good to delay things. ”

Fan Wencheng said with a smile:

"Look, you and Zhuo Shichang just now are in trouble. It's all the thoughts of some lowly and inferior people. Put it on Amin Belle first, and then prepare ten sets for Amin Belle with a lot of money! ”

Having said that, Fan Wencheng said in his heart:

"Amin, Amin, I'll knock you too. Now even your shroud is ready for you, absolutely worthy of your Baylor identity. What's more, hundreds of eunuchs and palace maids have died here today, and the number of burials has caught up with the emperor's standard. In this way, not only will you not be lonely on this road, but you will also be blessed in the next life. By the way, on the way back to Houjin, I will burn more paper money for you along the way. ”

Fan Wencheng did it himself, and he was so meticulous.

"That should be satisfying, right? Amin Baylor. ”

As he spoke, Li Hui, the Guanghai Monarch wearing Li Liang's dragon robe, walked out slowly, followed by eight eunuchs and thirty-six palace maids from his own clan. It's no wonder that palace maids are much more prepared if they ask eunuchs who have to lie down for more than ten days.

Anyway, there was no training, and the guards in front and in the middle of the lighting shook the lights. The palace maid walked in a variety of postures.

This group of people is like a mutated crab with thirty-six claws. Although the posture is very poor, the arrogant momentum is very strong. When he got closer, he was stopped by the guards led by the bald man. easily found Li Hui, Guanghaijun in the team, this time he was still not polite, and pushed him behind to walk towards the place where Fan Wencheng was.

"Oops, ......" exaggerated tone and expected performance, Fan Wencheng still did a good job.

"This dragon robe is still very flattering to you. Your Excellency, please let me introduce you. With that, Fan Wencheng made a gesture of please.

"This is one of the four beyles of the Later Jin Kingdom, and he is also called the most courageous Amin Belle by Nurhachi Khan!"

Guanghaijun Li Hui saw that Fan Wencheng was okay, but when it came to Amin Belle, one of the four beylers, he was still a little overwhelmed. Fan Wencheng glanced at Amin and said:

"No matter what, you should still be honored here, please take a seat."

Guanghaijun Li Hui was just about to step forward, but he remembered the Houjin soldiers he had seen sleeping outside the palace just now, and paused. Smiled and said humbly:

"Since Houjin is the country of brothers in the future, I still invite my brother to take a seat." As he spoke, he gave up the seat to his left.

Fan Wencheng patted his head and suddenly said:

"Oh, look at me. Kill people all night, and let the smell of blood make their heads dizzy. It's still clear to you. With that, he knelt down on one knee towards Amin.

"Fan Wencheng is unconscious, please Bellemo to blame, and ask Amin Baylor to take a seat first."

Amin naturally understood what he meant, and laughed hahaha.

"You are a scholar, let you and those crazy people cut off the heads of people in the middle of the night, and it is difficult to stay up, these little mistakes and omissions are inevitable, how can Ben Baylor blame you."

After finishing speaking, Amin looked at Guanghaijun Li Hui again and said:

"Then brother, I won't let you."

After that, he took over the new robe handed over by Fan Wencheng's soldiers in this main hall. He took off his old blood-stained clothes, put on new clothes in front of everyone, and sat down on the chair in his left hand with a big grin. Then pat yourself on the chair on your right.

"Come on...... Sit......"

This bold style made Li Hui, the self-proclaimed nobleman of Guanghai, a little unbearable, but he could bear it. I had to put on a seemingly calm face that was not happy or angry, and walked up to the seat on the right.

Amin looked at his dead face and felt unhappy. looked left and right, stretched out his big furry hand, patted Li Hui's arm and said:

"Call in those palace maids who followed you just now." Li Hui waved helplessly and beckoned the palace maids selected from his clan to come in. These beauties stood with a quail-like cowering in their Highness.

"Come!"

Amin clicked on four of them, stretching out his bare legs under his robe.

"This chair is a bit high, and it is not as comfortable as the Jindun at home. Come on, lie down here and platter Ben Baylor's legs. ”

The four palace maids looked at Guanghaijun Li Hui with tears in their eyes. Li Hui just wanted to say something, but Amin's hand on his arm became heavier and heavier. He had no choice but to nod, "Since my brother likes it, you don't want to go." ”

Fan Wencheng looked at Amin, and at this time he also felt a little pity. Don't say it, in this case, there is really a need for someone like Amin. Fan Wencheng knows that this kind of humiliation is not important once, the important thing is that he is humiliated and humiliated, and he gets used to it.

Who is going to give this job to?

Seeing that the four women knelt down aggrievedly, they became Amin's feet. Amin was not satisfied, and pointed to the rest of the people and said:

"There are a lot of headless women outside, do you feel that your necks are itchy too?"