The survivors in Korea can be divided into three types.
One is the Japanese Rebellion of Imjin in the past. Many soldiers from the Eastern Expedition were seriously injured and had to stay in North Korea to settle down.
For example, Shi Wenyong (Dusi), Xu He (General Manager), Qiu Shuijing (Deputy General), etc.
The other type is the Ming Dynasty who followed Lord Fenglin (who was a prisoner in Shengjing) and returned to Korea from Shengjing.
And there is another way, which is to take the initiative to go to North Korea, either to flee or to avoid the Manchus.
For example, Shi Tan, the son of Shi Xing, the Minister of War who advocated sending troops to Korea, and the descendants of Li Chengliang in Liaodong, Li Rumei's son (the fifth son of Li Chengliang), Li Yingren (the grandson of Li Rusong, the main general of the Eastern Expedition), etc.
Of course, in order not to offend the Manchu Qing Dynasty, North Korea would repatriate all the fishermen and businessmen who came from the sea.
But in fact, these are only middle- and upper-class people, and there are also a large number of lower-class people in Liaodong who fled to North Korea and settled down.
As for Wenxi's trip, in addition to winning over these middle- and upper-class survivors, the most important thing was to select righteous men among the refugees in Liaodong and overthrow the Manchu rule in Liaodong.
However, before leaving, Li Cao consulted Wang Yongzhen, which asked him to go see Wang Shizi first.
That is, the Fenglin Maharaja mentioned above is the master of Shengjing.
After the death of Prince Zhaoxian, Li Hao, as the legitimate second son, was made the heir apparent by Li Hao despite all objections.
"The foreign minister pays his respects to your Majesty!"
Wenxi cupped his hands and bent down with a correct attitude.
The king of Joseon is addressed as His Highness, and the crown prince is addressed as His Majesty.
"The envoy can be saved!" Li Hao nodded and said with some excitement: "I am very happy to hear that the angel has come from thousands of miles away."
Li Hao is now twenty-seven years old and in his prime, but his face is thin and he has obviously suffered a lot of grievances.
That's right, I just came back last year, and I have a lot of resentment in my heart.
Wenxi explained the situation of the Ming Dynasty with a smile, and couldn't help but say: "The land south of the Huaihe River will be restored to the Ming Dynasty. His Majesty the Emperor dare not slack off and work hard to restore the country."
"Very good!"
Li Hao was overjoyed and rubbed his hands.
"Your Excellency——" On the side, an excited scholar comforted Li Hao, then faced the angel and kowtowed:
"I am Huang Gong, a native of Hangzhou, who returned eastward with the prince."
As he spoke, he couldn't help wiping away tears and said: "Since I learned that the city of Beijing was destroyed, my heart has been filled with despair. I never thought that I would still see the Ming Dynasty today and die without regrets."
Several other men who were kneeling also expressed their feelings of gratitude.
At this time, Wenxi realized that a large number of anti-Qing patriots had gathered around the prince.
"No wonder you asked me to come here!"
With joy in his heart, Wenxi said intimately: "This time I came to North Korea to recruit the survivors of Liaodong on behalf of the imperial court, form a rebel army, and fight with their blood feud."
"I wonder if the prince has any advice?"
When Li Hao heard this, he showed excitement: "Angels, immigrants from Liaodong are all living on the south bank of the Yalu River, and they live in countless numbers."
"Thousands of soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. You have to choose a general."
As he spoke, he leaned slightly and his eyes were bright:
"One man, whom the angels have given him, can be equal to ten thousand soldiers."
"Oh? Who is it?" Wenxi was stunned and asked.
"General Li Rusong's grandson, General Li Yingren."
Li Hao said in admiration.
Immediately, he introduced Li Yingren who fled to North Korea for refuge without shaving his hair. He was extremely courageous and commendable for his loyalty.
After talking for a long time, Wenxi left.
The next day, he went to see Li Yingren.
Li Yingren lived in Daming Cave (the name of the place, because most of them were survivors of the Ming Dynasty, so it was called Daming Cave), hiding in the house all day long, not being an official, not making friends, it can be said that he was extremely isolated.
"Brother Li, Brother Li!"
There was a sudden knock on the door of the dilapidated thatched house.
A burst of hurried shouting finally woke up the people in the house: "Don't disturb me, I am praying for the late emperor!"
The voice was low and thick.
"The angel is coming!" the man shouted again.
"Which angel?"
"Bright Angel!"
Click——
In an instant, the door suddenly opened, and a tall man with a beard and long hair, wearing a bright robe, walked out impatiently, his eyes bright and lively.
"Where is the angel?"
The man outside the door was stunned, and then said: "I was on my way here, and I came here specifically to visit you."
"How can I trouble myself? How can I trouble myself?"
Li Yingren was so excited that he couldn't control himself, so he was reminded by the man beside him to take a shower and change clothes.
Place the incense table and sprinkle with water.
The once muscular man had now become an ordinary man, but his eyes were still full of passion.
"Li Yingren, a humble general, kneels down to welcome the angel!"
Li Yingren knelt down and saluted seriously and meticulously, showing no signs of unfamiliarity.
"As expected of a descendant of the Li family in Liaodong, he is truly extraordinary."
Wenxi praised.
Anyway, this gesture is not bad.
Immediately, people from the entire Damingdong gathered around, hundreds of people roaring, it can be said that they were extremely enthusiastic.
"Has Shandong ever recovered?"
"Did Master Wang capture Beijing?"
"Have you ever avenged the late emperor?"
Amidst the chattering, many people had tears in their eyes. They didn't know what to say and just knelt down.
Wenxi was also moved by this scene and bowed down: "I'm ashamed. In June of this year, the emperor ascended the throne and changed next year to the first year of Shaowu. The south of the Huaihe River was restored, but the north was still occupied."
"However, the imperial court has no intention of surviving and is determined to expedition to the north. It will take less than a few years to restore the Ming Dynasty and restore the world of the sun and the moon."
After replying for a long time, Wen Xicai communicated with Li Yingren privately:
"I won't hide it from you. Jiannu is preparing to go south. The imperial court is struggling to cope with it. It is planning to recruit remnants and righteous people from North Korea to operate in Liaodong to harass Jiannu and make them afraid to do their best."
"For the sake of Ming Dynasty, I will do whatever I can to protect my country."
Li Yingren agreed, and he said excitedly: "Our Li family has hundreds of servants who can serve as the backbone, and with a few hunters, we can threaten Liaodong."
“So best!”
Wenxi thought for a while and said: "Although the imperial court has also sent personnel this time, the generals are the main ones and he is the deputy."
"In addition, the imperial court has prepared five hundred iron armors, two thousand bows, one thousand bird guns, five thousand stones of grain and grass, and ten thousand taels of silver for preliminary preparations."
Hearing this, Li Yingren's blood boiled. He did not expect that the imperial court would be so generous.
"With these supplies, angels, don't worry, I can recruit at least tens of thousands of troops."
Wenxi was also happy to hear this, and immediately opened the map and found the location of Pi Island (today's Chudao in North Korea) at the western entrance of the Yalu River.
This place has an important location and heavy draft, making it a rare good port. After the Korean War, Chinese troops were stationed here and did not return to China until 58 years ago.
"In the past, Mao Tung used this place to involve the spirit of establishing slaves. Now he can use this place to repeat his past."
Wenxi said excitedly.
Li Yingren nodded and turned his gaze westward. There was a series of small islands in the Bohai Sea: "Occupying this place, with just a few soldiers and horses, can draw the energy of Shandong, no less than Pidao."
"So good!"
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