Zheng Xuhong's expression suddenly changed.

He heard Zhang Yu's words. Now that the allied forces' battle in Japan was over, Ming Dynasty could free up his hands.

If North Korea can pass smoothly and smoothly, then it will pass smoothly; if it cannot pass smoothly, Ming Dynasty will not hesitate to use force.

When it comes to the use of force, it is the worst situation for Zheng Xuhong. North Korea has no way to resist the Ming Dynasty, and even the remnants of the Japanese country have no way to resist.

Those Japanese who surrendered to the Ming Dynasty would definitely kill them as long as Ming Dynasty gave the order. Those Japanese people may not be able to defeat the Ming Dynasty, but with their force value, they are definitely more than enough to defeat North Korea.

Under such circumstances, North Korea has no possibility of resisting, and in the end the result will be the same.

Zheng Xuhong's face was dark, and she felt very unwilling in her heart.

Although Li Feng told him many things, and Zhang Yu also told him many things, in Zheng Xuhong's heart, he really had not made up his mind to betray the King of Joseon.

In Zheng Xuhong's view, people from the Ming Dynasty may not be reliable. If he could choose, he would still prefer the king of North Korea.

The king and his ministers have been together for so many years and understand each other very well. The king may be very cowardly, but he treats them very well. He has always given them generous rewards and win-overs. Maybe sometimes the king does things stupidly, but he can be regarded as a great leader.

What a great king.

Zheng Xuhong didn't want to betray him, let alone help the Ming Dynasty to seize the country of North Korea.

But Zhang Yu's words made Zheng Xuhong hesitate.

Zhang Yu looked at Zheng Xuhong and didn't speak, sitting there quietly.

No matter what Zheng Xuhong chooses, the result will be the same for Zhang Yu, and no one can make any changes.

After a while, Zheng Xuhong raised his head and said, "What will happen to the king?"

"King?" Zhang Yu looked at Zheng Xuhong and said with a smile: "You don't think I want to kill your king? Daming will not do such a thing. What do you think of Daming?"

"The Ming Dynasty will wait until your king is gone. After all, the Ming Dynasty is not in a hurry. It's just that North Korea has no successors and its attitude towards the Ming Dynasty is not friendly, so the Ming Dynasty has such an arrangement."

"Even so, the Korean royal family will not hold the position of vassal king in the future. Even the crown prince in the Ming Dynasty will be the same."

"I, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, am rich and broad-minded. How can I be as knowledgeable as you? The emperor of the Ming Dynasty only needs one word to do anything."

"I, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, want North Korea, which is just a matter of one sentence." At this point, Zhang Yu stood up and said: "How is North Korea compared to the Japanese state? How is North Korea compared to the Japanese slaves? Where are all the Japanese slaves now?"

"I, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, am Heaven. No one in this land can reject our Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhang Yu turned around and looked at Zheng Xuhong and said: "The reason why North Korea can receive such treatment is because North Korea has been loyal for so many years and because the royal family of North Korea has always been respectful to the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, do you think it would be now?"

What Zhang Yu said is pure nonsense.

The relationship between the Ming Dynasty and North Korea is indeed good, but it was not like this at the time when the Ming Dynasty was just founded. North Korea has been plotting land in Liaodong for more than a day or two, and has been beaten for it.

Only after being beaten did North Korea become more honest.

Others don't know these things, but Zhang Yu knows it clearly in his heart. These Koreans are afraid of power and have no morals. Only by defeating them will it be useful.

Zhang Yu said these words to Zheng Xuhong, clearly telling him not to have wishful thinking.

"In this case, I am willing to obey Mr. Zhang's instructions." Zheng Xuhong said after thinking for a while.

"Don't worry, as long as North Korea is safe and sound, Daming will not do anything." Zhang Yu stood up and said with a smile: "We will handle your matter right away. I will enter the palace tomorrow, so you don't have to worry."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." Zheng Xuhong quickly agreed: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yu nodded, stood up, turned around and walked out without saying anything else.

Li Feng quickly followed out.

After taking two steps, Li Feng said with a stern face: "This Zheng Xuhong can't be trusted. If my identity is exposed, he may not believe me anymore. If he has any plans, he may ruin our affairs. It's better to just ignore him.

Right? Or just do it to him and let him commit suicide in fear of crime like Zhang Fu?"

"No." Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "He must live."

"I can also see his ambition, but it's useless. It's totally unacceptable to show these things in front of us. Who can he tell the matter? The king of North Korea? What will the king of North Korea do if he knows about it? He dares

Arrest me and punish me?"

"At this time, there is no need to compromise anymore and we can show our cards. So we have nothing to fear, and there are only a few days left."

"Okay." Li Feng nodded and said, "I will keep an eye on him."

"Keep yourself safe," Zhang Yu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Although I don't know if he will choose to make a desperate move, but this situation does not exist. If they really fight for their lives, you still have to take your own life.

Keep it."

Li Feng nodded and said: "I understand. But for the Ming Dynasty, my life is nothing."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu's face darkened, he stared at Li Feng and said: "Your proposition is indeed nothing, but it is worth the sacrifice."

"It's not worth it for people like them. North Korea is just a piece of meat on Ming Dynasty's chopping board. Ming Dynasty can cut it how it wants. You have to understand that your sacrifice is not worth it at all."

"Your life is too despicable to risk your life for something that can definitely be accomplished. The Royal Academy has trained you for so many years, and we didn't let you die here like this."

"If you die here like this, you will be sorry for His Majesty's cultivation of you!" Zhang Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Think about it carefully."

After saying that, Zhang Yu turned around and walked out.

Returning to the Ming Dynasty Embassy, ​​Zhang Yu looked at Song Xiang who came up to him and said directly: "It should not take a few days. Are your people ready? We will launch our attack as soon as the time comes."

"Can it be done?" Song Xiang said worriedly.

"Is there anything that can't be done?" Zhang Yu said with a smile: "As long as we mess up Seoul, there is nothing that can't be done. Tell Lin Dechang that this matter must be handled well without any mistakes."

"Tomorrow I will go into the palace to see the King of Korea and finish this matter.

At the same time, tell the people over there that they can take action against Kim Jong-min. This person cannot be kept any longer and ask them to do things more openly. Don't stay in the darkness for too long, or they will no longer be able to do things openly."

Song Xiang rolled her eyes at Zhang Yu and said, "How can there be any justice in such an assassination? What will happen to Lord Fenglin? Aren't you ready to meet him?"

"Gone." Zhang Yu waved his hand and said, "In my heart, he is already a dead person."

"I understand." After saying that, Song Xiang turned around and walked out, saying, "Don't worry, I will make arrangements. I will take action after you enter the palace tomorrow."

The sun rises and sets, and the night passes in the blink of an eye.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Yu had his clothes ready.

Song Xiang did not wait beside him, and Zhang Yu was not surprised.

The matter this time was so big that Song Xiang couldn't leave and had to keep an eye on it.

Zhang Yu left the mansion when he was ready and headed directly towards the Joseon Palace.

At this time, the King of Korea was in a state of distress.

Without Zheng Xuhong around, the situation became more and more corrupt. Kim Jong Min was so aggressive that the North Korean king didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

After receiving the news about Zhang Yulai, the king of Joseon felt even worse.

The last time King Fu of the Ming Dynasty came here, he threatened and lured him, asking him to resolve Zhang Fu's matter as soon as possible.

The result was not good, the next day Zhang Fu and his whole family were dead.

This time the matter was so big that Ming Dynasty came again.

Especially after the Ming Dynasty defeated the Japanese country, this matter became more and more out of control. Once the Ming Dynasty made trouble, I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss this time.

But when the envoys of the Ming Dynasty came, I had to see them.

When the King of Joseon was about to go out to see Zhang Yu, someone outside spread the news, "Your Majesty, Lord Fenglin wants to see you."

The Korean king's eyebrows moved.

What is your son doing at this time?

There were rumors outside that the crown prince could not come back and Ming Dynasty wanted to keep him. The news spread like wildfire, the ministers all knew about it, and naturally the king of Korea also knew about it.

Under such circumstances, these sons were jumping up and down these days. The King of Korea also understood that what made him relieved was that the second son never took action.

But I didn't expect that my second son would come at this time.

This made the North Korean king frown a little.

What is he doing here at this time?

Could it be that he wants to take advantage of the situation?

"Let him in." The Korean king said with a frown.

Not long after, Lord Fenglin walked in from outside.

He came to the side of the North Korean king and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty."

Glancing at his son, the North Korean king nodded and said, "What do you want to do here?"

"I'm here because of Mr. Zheng's matter." Lord Fenglin said without blushing: "I think there's something fishy about this matter. Whether it's Mr. Zheng or Mr. Zhang Fuzhang, I always feel that someone is here.

Planning behind the scenes."

"If Mr. Zheng now takes the same path as Mr. Zhang, I think I might be fooled by the mastermind behind the scenes."

The North Korean king raised his eyebrows.

Although he is not that smart, he is not that stupid either.

It had been happening for so long, and at this moment, he had also begun to think about it.
To be continued...