Chapter 277 Internal Affairs

Late at night, the lights remain on.

In the palace hall, King Han frowned and listened to Prince Han's slightly crying voice, feeling extremely upset.

King Han never imagined that an ordinary banquet for foreign envoys would eventually turn into something like this.

General Ji Wuye colluded in a trap and wanted to kill the crown prince of South Korea and Lord Hanyang of Qin at the banquet.

This sounds like some weird words, but the scene in it is now really happening.

But now, regardless of the truth, the details of the case, or even the thousand military pay provided by Prince Han as evidence of the crime, there was only one simple choice before King Han.

Ji Wuye or Prince Han?

King Han couldn't decide and turned to look at Zhao Shuang, who was standing alone in the palace.

"Hanyang Jun, are you scared?"

"King Meng Han is concerned about me, I am fine."

"According to Han Yangjun's opinion, what do you think of this matter?"

This is a test to test the weight of Prince Han in the heart of King Han, but this time the choice is not simple, because next to Prince Han is Zhao Shuang.

King Han hoped to understand the fishy nature of Zhao Shuang's words. Unfortunately, Zhao Shuang's answer left King Han unable to criticize.

"This is an internal matter of South Korea. I don't want to make too many accusations. I hope the King of Korea will investigate whether General Ji Wuye is really the mastermind behind this."

"I know, so please go down and rest first! Han Yangjun, please go and entertain me, Han Fei."

"I bid farewell!"

As the outsider Zhao Shuang retreated, the monarchs and ministers present fell into an eerie silence.

King Han suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled softly.

"What a good Korean housekeeper!"

The voice of King Han made Prince Han, who was still sobbing, startled and became sluggish.

When King Han looked at his son, he knew very well what kind of virtue he had.

In terms of talent and appearance, he was inferior to the fourth son Han Yu and the ninth son Han Fei. The biggest reason why he could become the prince was because of the eldest son inheritance system, besides the fact that King Han needed an heir who was easy to control.

It has been a common practice since ancient times to establish direct descendants and establish elders rather than virtuous people.

Why?

Because merit is a standard, but it is also the easiest to cause disputes. As a force, the biggest need is to maintain stability.

Let’s talk about concubines first, then elders and younger ones, the last thing that matters is the virtuous.

A monarch, even if he has no talent himself, can still avoid ruining his country and his family if he knows how to make use of his talented people.

In the view of King Han, Prince Han himself had no talent or virtue, and he did not know how to use talented and virtuous people. He did not even know who the talented and virtuous people were?

His only advantage is that his existence gives the princes who covet the throne no excuse to fight for the throne, and his natural status can be accepted by the clans, noble families, civil servants and generals within Korea, thereby achieving internal stability in Korea.

But tonight, the prince supported by King Han really surprised him.

A slight mistake for a general like Ji Wuye would be enough to cause a storm in South Korea.

"Where is Ji Wuye?"

When King Han asked about this name, Prince Han instinctively trembled slightly, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

Han Yu stood up, raised his hands and spoke.

"Ji Wuye was captured by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's left and right guards and is currently being held outside the palace."

"Let him in!"

Ji Wuye was escorted in with shackles and chains, like a wounded beast, staring at Prince Han as if he wanted to eat him.

Prince Han's eyes dodge, not daring to face Ji Wuye directly. He just moved his body back and hid behind King Han's throne.

"Ji Wuye, do you know your guilt?"

"The end will be unjust."

Ji Wuye yelled, and King Han was a little surprised. He never thought that with the guard rate in Prince Han's residence, he could capture Ji Wuye and make him so embarrassed.

Ji Wuye's injuries were serious, but not fatal. Moreover, the most serious injuries came from the swords of Xuan Jian and Wei Zhuang. As for the subsequent capture process by the guards of the Prince's Mansion, he did not suffer many injuries.

"You mean you didn't steal the 100,000 military pay?"

Ji Wuye's blood surged, and he wanted to refute, but he kept coughing. But King Han's questioning did not stop, but became more severe.

"Or, in General Ji's view, the dozens of assassins in the Prince's Mansion were not just trying to kill people, but had other motives?"

Ji Wuye was horrified. He had not expected that the always weak King Han sitting on the throne would be so strange to him at this moment.

Perhaps this is the majesty that a king should have.

Even though King Han is weak, he is still a king and the lord of Korea.

On the issue of South Korea's survival, no one is more clear-headed than him.

Looking at King Han's stern eyes, Ji Wuye suddenly realized a problem, that is, he must bear this crime.

Because if he retracts his confession, then the blame will be turned and it will inevitably be directed at Prince Han and Zhao Shuang.

And no matter which one of these two is involved, it will definitely overturn the current situation in South Korea.

Not to mention two together?

Ji Wuye clenched his hands. Not long ago, he was a high-ranking South Korean general, but now, he has become a prisoner, and he has suffered.

This doesn't even have anything to do with the truth. King Han only needs a scapegoat to end this potential chaos as soon as possible.

Even if the scapegoat is innocent, the King of Korea will not hesitate to pull it down to fill the gap that may cause Korea to collapse.

What's more, Ji Wuye is not so innocent.

Zhao Shuang is as vicious as ever!

Ji Wuye cursed fiercely in his heart, but the scene he saw made him unable to say a word. He could only lower his head and shout loudly.

"You will be wronged!"

King Han looked at Ji Wuye who was silent now, waved his sleeves and gave instructions to the guards on the left and right.

"Take him to prison and put him in a black iron prison, where he will await his punishment."

"You will be wronged!"

Ji Wuye's figure has gone far away, but his roar is still echoing.

King Han waved his hand, looking very tired.

"This matter is settled here. The position of General is temporarily vacant and will be discussed later. Please go down and rest first!"

When King Han said this, Prince Han became anxious. He knew very well that the situation between him and Ji Wuye was already a fight to the death, but his father did not completely convict Ji Wuye of the crime, but just put him on death row.

"Father!"

"Get down!"

King Han gave a deep shout, which made Prince Han tremble. Then, he did not dare to say anything and retreated angrily.

"Your Majesty, please leave!"

Han Yu walked out of the hall and looked at the starry sky tonight, but his mood was a bit complicated at the moment.

Is this the method used by Lord Hanyang to make a cruel and scheming person like Ji Wuye just cry out for injustice?

The summer night was sultry, but Han Yu felt a little cool in his heart.