The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 284 Am I Overthinking?

In the imperial city of South Korea, in a small hidden courtyard.

Yun Zhongjun sat in the chair and panted deeply.

Although he possessed thousands of years of internal strength, he could not withstand the internal injuries above his chest and lungs.

Even though I have been recuperating for a few weeks, I still can't control the pain.

Fortunately, Qiu Ji has already been driven away by him, otherwise he would be in a mess.

After he finally managed to catch his breath, he finally stood up again.

He must hurry up and complete His Majesty's explanation as much as possible while his crippled body is still usable.

And Qiu Ji, who was driven away by him, was walking alone in the night at the moment.

On weekdays, Qiu Ji is extremely majestic.

Although his head is full of silver, his body is straight and tall, coupled with his proud temperament, he always impresses the people around him.

But today's Churchill does not have the momentum of the past.

Even his back was a little bent, and he walked towards the Jinyang Hou Mansion step by step.

Although Qiu Ji is not young, he may be the most enthusiastic Korean nobleman when it comes to blood.

In his eyes, Yunxiang, Yunhe and his son are simply a disgrace to South Korea.

As a marquis with a different surname, his ancestors also made great military achievements.

But as long as Churchill can remember, South Korea has been worse by the day.

Now even the land is handed over to others.

Whenever thinking of this incident, Qiu Ji felt pain in his heart again.

Although he is dissatisfied with Yunxiang and his son, he has real power in his hands.

But Churchill never once wanted to usurp the throne and stand on his own.

From an early age, he was established to be loyal to South Korea and to the Yun family.

It's just that the reigning Yun's father and son really made him sad.

Churchill is fully capable of pulling the father and son down, just because the admonitions he gave when he was young never did anything.

It wasn't until Yun Zhongjun who looked like a banished fairy suddenly appeared, that the blood in Qiu Ji's heart was rekindled.

Compared to Yun Zhongjun, the members of the Yun clan are like chickens and dogs now.

The blood of loyalty that Qiu Ji inherited from his ancestors was awakened.

Who would have thought that he would deliberately push Yun Zhongjun back to the throne of the emperor.

The emperor's throne was handed over to the Yue Kingdom by the unworthy descendants of the Yun family first.

When he first heard the news, Qiu Ji almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

But now that he came back from Mr. Yunzhong, another thought came to Qiu Ji's mind.

It seems that His Majesty Yun Zhongjun and I don't have the same thoughts.

Qiu Ji wholeheartedly wanted to help Yun Zhongjun return to Korea's glory.

But His Majesty Yun Zhongjun seems to have long since lost South Korea in his heart.

This idea faintly sprouted in Qiu Ji's mind, but he dared not decide.

If His Majesty Yun Zhongjun did not return to the human world to revive Korea, then what else would he do?

Qiu Ji couldn't help thinking of the corpses in the hut again, and his heart shrank again.

The old nobleman quickly brushed away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

At this time, it was not far from the Marquis of Jinyang.

He didn't attract the attention of the servants, instead he jumped up and landed in the mansion with lightness kung fu.

That night Qiu Ji tossed and turned sleeplessly.

Several questions kept lingering in his mind, and finally he simply sat up from the bed when the cock crowed.

Put on a coat and walk out of the bedroom.

But there are already servants waiting outside.

A little girl stood carefully and respectfully holding a court dress and a hot water basin.

Seeing this, Qiu Ji frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

The little girl looked down at the upper of the shoe and replied: "Report to Lord Hou. His Royal Highness is ordered this morning to send all the ministers to court..."

"Hmph!" Qiu Ji said angrily, "Your Highness the Crown Prince. It seems to be the kid from the Yue Kingdom!"

The little girl dared not answer.

The documents for the Zen position of Yun's father and son have been posted in the streets and alleys, and there are yamen servants holding gongs and drums all over the street to read.

Even a little girl like her has already heard it.

She had also heard that Prince Yue Junwu was not very old, but he was extremely handsome, not even comparable to the gods in the sky.

In the little girl's heart, perhaps this His Royal Highness is better.

Although Qiu Ji was extremely dissatisfied with Prince Yue, he also knew that the world had changed.

He used to be able to put his feet on Yun's father and son, but he couldn't really disobey Junwu.

Otherwise, his little private soldier can't compete with Qiang Yue's iron hoof.

After hastily putting on the court clothes, Qiu Ji took the Marquis carriage to the palace.

After getting off the carriage, seeing the rest of the old acquaintances, everyone had strange expressions on their faces.

They were all called to the early court by the prince of Yue.

Just thinking about the person who is going to worship later, who doesn't feel a little uncomfortable?
After all the ministers wore court uniforms and filed into the main hall to separate, Prince Yue Junwu came out surrounded by the yellow gate.

I have to admit that His Royal Highness's appearance and demeanor are totally unique.

Compared with the Yun family and his son in the past, it is a world of difference.

Even some aristocrats who had met Lord Yun Zhong had a faint feeling in their hearts that the prince was better than the prince in terms of appearance and bearing alone.

When Jun Wu sat down, he looked at the faces of the officials below, and then said: "The prince just entered the river banquet road, and was attacked by the bandits and beggars in the martial arts."

As soon as these words came out, there was no sound in the hall.

When Prince Yue first came to Korea, he was still a foreign prince.

At that time, it was not a big deal for him to be attacked by the beggar gang.

But now it is the "own country" prince who is attacked by bandits, which is completely different.

Some people who knew the inside story were even more shocked.

Yi Tugou, the leader of the beggar gang, many of them recognize him.

As long as the money is given, Yitugou will do dirty things for them.

Qiu Ji understood even more in his heart that the reason why Yitugou had conflicts with Prince Yue Junwu was precisely because he let them attack the place where alien stars gathered.

And when he met Han Hangong yesterday, Yun Zhongjun also asked him to find the Beggar Gang, and bring back more corpses written by Yixing.

Autumn's heart couldn't help but "dong dong" drumming.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Prince Yue Junwu had looked at him meaningfully just now.

But Qiu Ji quickly dismissed this idea.

The location where Jun Yunzhong is hiding is extremely hidden.

And when he went to meet Mr. Yunzhong last night, he was also extra careful, and sneaked into the secret passage only after making sure that no one was following him.

In any case, it is impossible to be noticed.

Maybe I'm just being overwhelmed.

Just when Qiu Ji was feeling uneasy, the voice of Prince Yue Junwu came from above his head again.

"When the Japanese crown prince failed to capture all the beggar gang thieves, now they have gone into hiding.

If the crime of harming the prince is not punished, it will be difficult to uphold the laws of the country, and it will be difficult to enforce the national guidelines..."

Jun Wu once again scanned the heads of the ministers with majestic eyes.

Suddenly he said: "The task of hunting down the remnants of the Beggar Gang today will be handed over to Marquis Qiu Ji of Jinyang."

Hearing his name suddenly, Qiu Ji, who had been thinking wildly, raised his head in surprise.

He opened his mouth but couldn't sort out what Prince Yue said just now.

I always feel that this is because the prince repeated to Qiu Ji with a joking smile: "Can you afford the task of hunting down the remnants of the beggar gang?"

Qiu Ji, whose mind was in confusion, suddenly knelt down on the ground with a plop, and instinctively replied: "Minister... I am leading the decree..."

(End of this chapter)