Chapter 750

Episode 750: Emperor of the 2nd class of Chinese soldiers (3)

“Whew~.”

Zhou Gyeonshen, who had sighed several times, stood up.

“There is a lot to think about. I will step down first. Rest in peace.”

“I will serve you.”

At Zhou Jianxin’s words, Wang Chong immediately stood up, but Zhou Jianxin raised his hand to stop Wang Chong.

“I will move alone. “Be there.”

“Haona.”

“It’s an order.”

At Zhou Jianxin’s firm command, Wang Chong slightly bowed his head and stepped back.

As Zhou Jianxin left the room, Mr. Zhou let out a small sigh.

“Your Majesty’s courage seems to be very disturbed.”

Wang Chong immediately responded to Mr. Zhou’s words.

“It seems like it was a sudden incident. However, since he is the one who has inherited the blood of the dragon, he will soon shake off his chair, stand up, and ascend to heaven.”

Mr. Zhou nodded at Wang Chong’s words.

“Cancer! Cancer! You will definitely do that. “What kind of person is that person?”

Meanwhile, Milwi’s undercover agent, who was eavesdropping on the story outside, clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘Tsk! It’s a dragon... it’s a dragon... somehow they’re all suffering from middle school disease...’

* * *

Meanwhile, back in his room, Zhou Gyeonshen lay down on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and sighed.

“Whoa~. It’s easy to say revenge...”

It was understandable that Mr. Joo was crying out for revenge and Wang Chong was also helping the horse next to him.

However, from Joo Gyeon-shim’s perspective, ‘revenge’ was a word that was far from him. This was because his late father, Joo Jin-jin, was someone he could not even remember, and his current life in the empire did not lack much.

“And... the reason they called me from Nanjing was because of their protection, so how can they take revenge?”

Although I was hearing people say that I had ‘middle school disease’, I was also aware of the reality.

-The reason the powerful officials of Nanjing want to establish themselves as emperor is to protect their power, although there may be issues with lineage.

-Because he continued to live in the empire, he is an isolated worker with no one to rely on.

-By taking advantage of their situation, they will solidify their power.

-If I show even the slightest hidden ability, they will try to eliminate me.

It was a conclusion that was half truth and half middle school fantasy. However, Zhou Jianxin was confident that his conclusion would be the most accurate.

“Whoa~.”

Zhou Gyeonshen, who was lying on the bed and sighing, stretched out his arms into the air and clenched his fists.

“Anyway, ascension has been decided! It is no longer a sleeping dragon! Then I will create my own empire!”

Ju Gyeon-shim, with a firm determination full of middle-school-grade bravado, got up from the bed and moved to the writing table on one side.

“If you move without any preparation, you will not be able to escape the situation of only doing what you are told. “I need to know in advance what I can do and what I need to prepare.”

Zhou Gyeonsim began to write down various things on a blank sheet of paper.

-Fluent in the Minggu language.

-Proficient in imperial etiquette.

Although he had little chance of escaping from the empire until his death, Zhou and Wang Chong taught Zhou Jianxin the Ming language and imperial etiquette.

Thanks to this, Zhou Jianxin was able to use the Ming language proficiently and was well versed in imperial etiquette. In fact, I sometimes earned pocket money by working with famous people at my friend’s father’s store. Of course, he had to completely hide the fact that he was a leader.

Zhou Gyeonshen, who wrote the two sentences like that, frowned.

“Are these the only two cards I have right now? So what cards can I get or claim?”

After mulling over it for a while, Zhou Jianxin added a new sentence to the blank paper.

-Coordinated organizational structure of people.

-The current situation of the Ming court.

“Call an official from the management office. “We need the empire’s help.”

“I follow your orders.”

After about an hour or so, an official from the management office visited Joo Gyeon-sim.

“I heard that you need help from the Empire. “How can I help you?”

“I need information about the Ming government structure and the people who are currently running the government.”

Officials expressed doubts about the request for a review.

“Wouldn’t the eunuch know well about the Ming Dynasty structure?”

“It has already been more than ten years since the royal eunuch stayed in the empire. That’s why we need the most up-to-date information.”

The official, who thought about Zhou Jianxin’s words for a moment, nodded.

“All right. I will report it to my superiors. “You will probably get a positive response.”

“Please. And...”

“Yes. “What else can I help you with?”

“I want to move forward with my marriage.”

“Geumsun? “Huh!”

The official, whose words came out without realizing it, quickly stopped talking and bowed his head.

“It was disgraceful! sorry!”

“It’s okay. That’s right. “That girl.”

The official asked carefully in response to Zhou Jianxin’s answer.

“Did your wife allow it?”

“I will take care of that part.”

“All right. “We will pursue that as well.”

“Thank you.”

“Is there anything else you would like to ask?”

“Yes. “I would like to take some of the empire’s talented people with me.”

“I’m sorry, but are you referring to the Sleepy Dragon Society?”

‘I guess the rumor spread all over Seoul.’

With a bitter smile, Zhou Jianxin nodded.

“exactly. And if I take them with me, I will also ask for the means to keep them safe.”

The official answered with a serious expression on his face.

“I will report on that as well. However, I would like to tell you in advance that there is a high possibility of a negative response as diplomatic problems may arise.”

“I can solve diplomatic problems. “Even if you do this, you will become an emperor.”

“I will report on that as well.”

“Then please take care of me.”

“I’ll do my best.”

* * *

After the official returned, Zhou Gyeonsim visited Ju Ju and told him about the wedding with Geumsun.

“This is absurd! How can you take a woman of the empire, and even a woman of low status, as your empress? “This will never happen!”

As the official expected, Mr. Joo strongly protested. But Zhou Jianxin persistently persuaded him.

Mr. Joo’s expression began to change little by little as Joo Gyeon-shim continued to persuade him by giving reasons he had already thought of.

“...Think about it. The woman of the empire became empress. And when a son is born who will become the next emperor, the empire will move to protect their safety. Even when we return now, enemies are everywhere. At this time, we can move forward with our work while maintaining safety with the help of the empire.”

“...Give me some time to think.”

“There is a lot to do and not enough time. Please make your decision now.”

“But what if I’m still against it?”

“I am the emperor.”

Mr. Joo waved the white flag in response to Joo Gyeonshim’s answer.

“Do as the emperor wishes.”