It wasn't until he successfully crossed the Yalu River and set foot on the border of Yiju that Yin Zhuoran felt a little relieved.
He couldn't help but look back at the other side. Deputy General Tong had already asked people to carry away Yin Dooshou, who had died on the front line of the party struggle.
"Will something happen?" Yin Zhuoran asked Zhongliang, which meant that Lin Jinglue could protect him?
His brazen attack just now was a passionate venting of long-standing grievances and a bad mood. Now that the passion has dissipated, he has to start to be afraid.
Yu Zhongliang scratched his head and said: "It should be fine, anyway, I am only responsible for bringing you to Duke Jinglue.
Besides, the death of a minister of your country seems not to be a big deal in the eyes of Duke Jinglue. Duke Jinglue has already killed several of them.
Moreover, Duke Jinglue has carefully explained to me that you are a very useful person, so you must pay special attention to it. Anyone who dares to stop you from defecting to the Jinglue shogunate will be dealt with."
Yin Zhuoran was stunned, was the "crouching dragon and phoenix chick of great use" referring to him? When did the aloof Nine Yuan True Immortal have such "respect" for him?
In his mind, Yin Zhuoran couldn't help but recall the face of the Nine-Yuan Immortal of the Ming Dynasty - if he didn't look at himself like an ant, he might as well look at a chicken or a dog.
Every pore on his body seemed to exude the smell of superiority.
After getting acquainted with him a little, my unabashed contempt subsided, but my attitude was still condescending.
It's like a god, no matter how friendly he is on the surface, looks down upon mortals, with at most a trace of pity.
So Yin Zhuoran thought to himself, is this young man Yu Zhongliang just teasing Menzi with him?
The group continued their journey from Uiju, and after traveling five hundred miles, they arrived at Sunan.
This place was originally very close to Pyongyang City, but because Pyongyang City has not yet recovered, we rested in Sunan that night.
Because Lin Tianshuai once set Shun'an as an advance base, and there are still heavenly troops stationed there, the "infrastructure" here is quite complete and it is suitable for resting.
Until Pyongyang City is restored, this small town will probably serve as the sub-center of Pyongyang Road.
When entering Shun'an, Yin Zhuoran met an old colleague again. Liu Chenglong, the leader of the Southern People's Party, is now serving as the right councilor, the three-provincial inspection envoy, the commander-in-chief of all military affairs, and the president of the Ping'an Road Maintenance Association.
This is also one of the only ministers of the Lee Dynasty who can be active in an official capacity in North Korea.
There is not much personal grudge between Yin Zhuoran and Liu Chenglong, who belong to the Northern People's Party. In this context of "the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family", they can talk calmly without scolding each other when they meet.
"Why are you here?" Liu Chenglong asked in surprise: "Have you been recalled from the capital of the Ming Dynasty by the king?"
Yin Zhuoran sneered: "How can I still wait for death in the position of envoy when the Westerners have stolen the throne? I abandoned my official post years ago!"
Liu Chenglong sighed and said: "Now that the country is in crisis due to the Japanese rebellion, it is the right time to employ people. When I write to Yin Dooshou, I advise the Westerners not to go too far."
Yin Zhuoran refused and said: "No need! It's not necessary!"
Liu Chenglong then advised Yin Zhuoran: "As ministers in the same palace, we should work together to fight the national crisis. Don't be so arrogant."
Yin Zhuoran said: "I went to Jiulian City and met Yin Doushou by the river. We quarreled with each other and I accidentally beat him to death! Even if you write a letter to Yin Doushou, he can't see it!"
Liu Chenglong: ""
Hearing that a dignified political figure, leader of the Western People's Party, and one of the top three figures in the country's political arena was beaten to death, Liu Chenglong was stunned for a while and could not speak.
Yin Dooshou's status in the Ming Dynasty was equivalent to being a senior citizen, so he died like this?
He really didn't know anything before and didn't receive any news at all.
Because Lin Tianshuai tightly blocked the Yalu River, it was generally difficult for Liaodong's news, especially about Li Chao's monarchs and ministers, to be transmitted back to North Korea immediately.
As the leader of the Southern People's Party, Liu Chenglong, who was also the leader of another party, felt a little bit sad about the death of the leader of another party.
Moreover, only Lin Tianshuai can do such a thing as killing his own ministers. Are you, Yin Zhuoran, worthy of it?
Thinking of this, Liu Chenglong suddenly realized another question: How did Yin Zhuoran cross the river from Liaodong and return home?
Now it is impossible for any North Korean to cross the Yalu River without Lin Tianshuai's permission.
Yin Zhuoran replied with some pride: "Because I gave up all the official rewards of the Li Dynasty and took the initiative to make a living by managing the shogunate!"
Liu Chenglong said subconsciously: "What a pity. After you completed your mission as an envoy, you should have been able to serve as the judge of Hucao."
In the Joseon Dynasty, Hucao Banshu was regarded as the feudal state's version of the Hubu Shangshu, and its status was indeed not low.
Even though Yin Zhuoran often looked like a clown in the Ming capital, in Korea he was a quasi-"Household Secretary".
Yin Zhuoran suddenly asked: "To be honest, what position do you use to judge matters most effectively now? The most effective one?"
Liu Chenglong answered hesitantly: "For convenience, I usually use the identity of the president of the Ping An Dao Maintenance Association."
Thanks to the Japanese Rebellion, all eight provinces in the territory were basically occupied, local officials barely escaped, and almost all government offices were destroyed.
However, after the Tianbing regained the lost territory, under the instructions of the Tianshuai, citing some "wartime mechanism" as an excuse, the original government offices in various places were not restored, and only maintenance committees were established one after another.
Taoism has its own maintenance committee, prefectures have their own maintenance committees, and states and counties also have their own maintenance committees. All presidents and vice presidents of maintenance committees at or above the county level must be approved by the Tianshuai.
After nearly two months of hard work, now in Beisan Road, the maintenance committee has gradually become a complete system.
Under this situation, Liu Chenglong was helpless and could only use the name "President of the Ping An Dao Maintenance Association" to get things done.
Otherwise, there will be no corresponding subordinates for other official positions, and it can only be a vacant position.
"Hahahaha!" Yin Zhuoran laughed crazily, "Then what's the use of your many official positions in the Li Dynasty, such as your right to discuss affairs, the three inspection envoys, and the military commanders?"
Liu Chenglong's face turned red due to the crowding, but he couldn't refute, so he simply turned around and left.
But in his heart, he was a little envious of Yin Zhuoran's clear thinking.
Only a fool like this who runs blindfolded and runs in a certain direction can be so free and easy, right?
Unlike him who wants to be loyal to the emperor but has to obey Tianshuai at the same time, he can only live in tangle and pain.
Suddenly, he heard Yin Zhuoran ask from behind: "Where is Zheng Renhong of our Northern People's Party? I heard that he is leading the Ping'an Road Loyalty Salvation Army?"
Liu Chenglong replied without turning his head: "I don't know! I haven't seen him in recent days!"
After Yin Zhuoran left Shun'an, he bypassed Pyongyang City and continued driving for 500 miles, then crossed the Yellow Sea Road and arrived at Kaesong.
This is the capital of the former dynasty for hundreds of years, and it is also one of the three capitals of Korea today, also known as Songjing.
But now, this is the residence of the Great Tomorrow Marshal Lin Jinglue, and the Jinglue shogunate is specifically located in Sungkyunkwan (the school institution of the Korean elementary school) in the city.
There is no other reason than that Chengkyunkwan covers the largest area and has more than 200 houses, which is enough to accommodate all the attachés of the shogunate and more than 1,000 guards.
After Yin Zhuoran arrived in Kaesong, he was taken directly to Sungkyunkwan, and was welcomed in by Cui Wukui, whose status in the shogunate had increased.
Cui Wukui was a Korean language expert in the Ming Dynasty and was often involved in Korean affairs, while Yin Zhuoran served as a court angel twice. Naturally, the two were old acquaintances who had dealt with each other in the capital.
Looking at Cui Wukui's high-spirited appearance and the respectful attitude of other attachés, clerks, and soldiers to Cui Wukui, Yin Zhuoran could easily tell that Cui Wukui was doing well in the shogunate.
Yin Zhuoran muttered to himself about this, he had never seen how talented Cui Wukui was before, and he didn't know how he became so famous.
Duke Lin Jinglue was picky and difficult to serve. How did Cui Wukui fall into Duke Jinglue's eyes?
The two of them were walking along the corridor and chatting. Cui Wukui solemnly reminded him: "When you Koreans see Duke Jinglue, you'd better call him Tianshuai.
Although this is not requested by the Governor, it is my personal friendly suggestion. I hope you can also cherish my kindness."
Yin Zhuoran: ""
Suddenly I understood why Cui Wukui was able to do well.
When he was young, Yin Zhuoran visited and studied in Sungkyunkwan. Now that he is revisiting his old place, he can't help but feel that things are right and people are wrong.
Just as he was sighing with emotion, Yin Zhuoran suddenly saw Lin Jinglue, no, Lin Tianshuai, sitting on the steps in front of the spacious Minglun Hall.
In the open space in front of Minglun Hall, there were hundreds of children, of various ages, standing in front of Tianshuai.
With a smile on his face, Lin Tianshuai grabbed the preserved fruits from the bamboo cage next to him and gave them to the children in front of him one by one, five to each of the hundreds of children.
This completely unexpected style of painting made Yin Zhuoran feel a little dazed.
The Blood Demon King, who killed many people in the mouth of the Japanese pirates, ate people and drank their blood, actually seemed a little amiable at this moment.
Cui Wukui dropped Yin Zhuoran, rushed forward, and shouted in Korean: "This is a preserved fruit made in the imperial palace of the capital of the Ming Dynasty three thousand miles away. It was originally given to Tianshuai by His Majesty the Emperor as food. Tianshuai is willing to pass on this blessing to the emperor."
Children!"
After the children dispersed, Lin Tianshuai clapped his hands and strode towards Yin Zhuoran.
And he greeted warmly: "Hey! Old man! I can't believe it. It's such a pleasure to see you here today!"
Yin Zhuoran couldn't help but shudder. They had known each other for almost four years since the 17th year of Wanli. He was used to Tianshuai's arrogance and arrogance and was extremely uncomfortable with this kind of enthusiasm.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Tianshuai asked looking at Yin Zhuoran who was in a daze.
After Yin Zhuoran came to his senses, he asked cautiously: "Why is Commander Tian so enthusiastic?"
To be continued...