Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 282 Daddy is right, your daddy will beat you

"Mashed Potatoes" was summoned amidst the cheers of the civilians.

The moment to face my adopted father alone has finally arrived.

She didn't know whether her fake product could pass the test.

From the moment the Beiwei Army entered Seoul, teammates far away in Liaoyang were already in place—

The real prince and his wife are brought into the secret room, and the player who plays the "King" will share the verbal test encountered by "Mashed Potatoes" at any time so that the real prince can make an effective response.

"Mashed Potato" looked at her friends around her, "Breakthrough Hand", "Jiang Xiaobai", "Wu Litou", "Lü Xiaobu"... They all cast encouraging glances at her.

The master patted her shoulder and spoke in a voice only she could hear, "It's okay, it's just a formality. If this really goes wrong, we can just go through with that old guy beforehand... Remember, you have your back, brothers."

"Be confident. He's just an NPC. Use your knowledge to shock him into silence!"

"Remember to take some pictures. Let me see the old king's new little princess. I heard she's only fifteen years old..."

"?" Upon hearing that, "Mashed Potatoes" looked over. Lu Xiaobu's evil smile really made her laugh and cry. This kid had a dirty mind.

However, Lu Xiaobu's silly remarks did help her quickly relieve her tension.

Mashed Potato didn't say anything, but nodded at her friends, thanking these good brothers for teaching her step by step and helping her smoothly get through the novice period of the game.

Surrounded by his friends, Mashed Potato came to the palace wall wearing the prince's red robe.

The imperial guards raised their weapons and requested the heavenly soldiers to stop, and then welcomed the prince into the palace alone.

The Gwanghwamun Gate in front of the palace is a three-arch brick and stone gate, and the imperial guards with weapons on their waists are inside the gate.

She followed the imperial guards into the palace, and her vision suddenly became clear.

The Korean royal palace imitated the layout and structure of the Ming Dynasty vassal kings, facing north and south, and most of the palaces were decorated with colorful paintings.

Through the Xingli Gate in front, you can see the Qinzheng Gate and Qinzheng Hall in the distance. Eunuchs and palace maids walked around the palace according to etiquette. All the servants and imperial guards would salute respectfully when they saw her crimson robe.

The palace gates were like leaden cumulus clouds slowly approaching from the horizon. Mashed Potatoes suddenly thought that the common people and slaves from the lower classes would probably never have the chance to step into the king's palace in their entire lives.

As he stepped deeper into the palace, Mashed Potato's sense of immersion became stronger and stronger.

It seems that she is not a game player, but a real prince of Joseon.

She was like a nobody going to a big company for a job interview, carefully observing every detail of the company while pondering what to say in the interview...

Finally, she came before the king and performed the etiquette taught to her by the real prince. Then she had the opportunity to look at the king who came to power through a coup.

The man was over forty years old, and the hair on his temples that was left outside his crown was mixed with a lot of gray. His breathing was a little noisy and the depth was uncertain, and the old age on his face was clearly visible through the wrinkles.

Even though Mashed Potatoes didn't know anything about medicine, he could see that the old king was in poor health.

The first thing the cheap father did was to ask Mashed Potato how he had been doing during the years he had been a hostage, which was a heartwarming picture of a loving father caring for his filial son.

No wonder Prince Li Hao said that his father favored him, the second legitimate son, and built him a rather luxurious mansion outside the palace, which even caused criticism from the scholars.

In history, the eldest son who had been a hostage for eight years returned to the country and died suddenly for unknown reasons. It was rumored among scholars that the old king had poisoned him. He even ignored the criticism of the scholars and forcibly appointed the second son as the crown prince. The Korean movie "Night Owl" was based on this.

Thinking of this, Mashed Potatoes' uneasy heart slowly calmed down. The favored second son at least got through today's father-son interview smoothly.

However, the originally loving tone gradually turned cold, and the king asked "Mashed Potatoes" if he had ever beaten the yangban for the sake of a slave.

After receiving a positive answer, the king's resentment deepened, and his tone of questioning became even more stern. "You have been a hostage in Shenyang for three years. Have you even acquired the lowliness of a barbarian?"

Mashed Potatoes' heart sank, and he wondered why it suddenly turned into a teacher-like scolding?

The king retorted that the crown prince should not act rashly. How could the lives of a few dozen slaves be compared with the foundation of the Joseon Dynasty? How could he offend the yangban for a few dozen lowly slaves?
Because of the humiliation they suffered, the yangban split up and marched south, where they were unexpectedly ambushed by the Tartars and their entire army was annihilated.

When the Jin people conquered the Zhao Song Dynasty in the Central Plains, how miserable was the fate of the Zhao clan and the emperor's concubines?

If it weren't for the brave and warlike heavenly soldiers, the crown prince would have been captured by the Tartars, and the foundation of his Li Dynasty would have been destroyed in the crown prince's hands.

What's worse is that Tian Bing is using this to claim credit, and he can't even think of a reason to refuse. The source of all this trouble is because of the prince's reckless behavior!

Then Lao Wang softened his tone slightly, like a kind father realizing that his preaching tone was too harsh.

He said that the prince had invited the heavenly soldiers to save the country and had personally participated in several victorious battles, so he must have honed good military talents, which was very good.

It feels like the boss chats with the employee for a long time, and when the employee is deeply immersed in the topic, he starts to belittle and suppress him. When the employee is completely confused and even falls into self-doubt, he gives the employee some good news of a salary increase to calm him down.

The contrast between the carrot and the stick almost broke down Mashed Potato's psychological defenses.

For a moment she felt that being scolded wasn't such a bad thing.

She then realized that this was just a game. How could being slapped and then having a sweet treat ease the burning pain of being slapped? She quickly and easily extricated herself from the situation, so as not to fall into the king's manipulation of people's hearts using both kindness and force.

In order to prevent the prince from doing anything stupid again, the king decided to severely punish the slaves who had misled the prince.

Even if these untouchables served the country, they could not cover up the fact that they had killed their masters without authorization.

If these lowly untouchables are allowed to be promoted to higher positions, they will inevitably have to deal with the yangban in the future.

Just imagine that the noble yangban were serving as officials in the same room with former slaves. It was like living in the same room with stinking feces and urine. How could the yangban have the mood to work?

The Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues are the foundation of the Joseon nation. The ruler is the bond of his subjects, the father is the bond of his sons, the husband is the bond of his wife... Only by maintaining the hierarchical relationship between the ruler and his subjects, father and son, husband and wife, and master and servant can Joseon be stabilized. Otherwise, the bonds of justice will be reversed and the world will be in chaos.

The king then said that since the prince had returned to his homeland, he should do his duty as a prince, disband those volunteer armies, study the classic teachings of Confucian saints carefully, and wash away the bad ideas learned from barbarians, so that he would have the experience to take over the old king's position in the future.

Mashed Potato was slightly stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself that this was what Lao Wang meant.

Disband the soldiers.

In order to convey these four simple words, Lao Wang used both suppression and encouragement, and talked about this and that for a long time before revealing the true meaning.

Mashed Potatoes couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that Old Wang was afraid of his military power and authority, so he put on a cannibalistic posture and cursed.

What the hell are the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, what about despising lowly slaves, what about appeasing the nobles? It turns out that they were all just words made up by the king for his own benefit.

Just because she controls a volunteer army that is far larger than the king's and can already compete with the king, he is wary of her and the scene of deep affection between father and son has changed.

It's like a biting dog that doesn't bark, but a dog behind a fence will bark loudly. Because domestic dogs are afraid of strangers, they bark to bluff.

Mashed Potatoes came to the conclusion that the old king was afraid of her. Haha, the other party was afraid of her.

When an extremely majestic power animal tore off his disguise in front of her and became ordinary or even mediocre, the last trace of awe in her heart completely dissipated, and she even wanted to laugh.

"I refuse." Mashed Potatoes raised his head and looked directly at the still-angry king, saying neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Those volunteers fought and shed blood for me and for this country. I will not and cannot let them down! They deserve fair rewards from the country!"

The old king was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he had never thought that his usually docile son would dare to refuse his order.

Li Zong stared at the eyes of "Li Hao". This son who had been away for three years seemed to have some imperceptible differences, but Li Zong could not figure out the reason for this strange phenomenon.

They have the same appearance and impeccable manners, and can even talk fluently about some private secrets between father and son. The difference in accent can also be made up by being a hostage for three years.

"He" is his son, but he doesn't seem like his son. Instead, he seems like a ferocious tiger with growing wings, baring its fangs at him.

What happened to his second son in the past three years that he transformed from a weak young scholar into a fierce beast? Every time he looked at him, he felt a chill invading his body.

No, this is an illusion!

Li Zong took a deep breath and tried to gather the spirit of a king to suppress the prince.

He denounced the prince for his childish thinking, saying that all fair laws were the king's sword, a useful tool to eliminate evil, but the king himself must never be controlled by the tool, otherwise he would become a puppet of the one who controlled the tool.

If the Crown Prince couldn't bear to take action against these righteous soldiers, he could hint to the two classes to take action, as they would be happy to kill the lowly slaves.

In this way, the king can use the name of "fairness" to punish the yangban who abused lynching, and reprimand them for acting without waiting for the king's order, thereby plundering a large amount of wealth to fill the gap in the remuneration of the heavenly soldiers.

Even though Mashed Potato felt disgusted with this NPC, he had to admit that this smooth little combo was very effective.

As expected of an old king who came to power through a coup and has been sitting firmly in power for more than ten years, he can easily come up with a series of interlocking conspiracies and is not even worried about the prince leaking the details of these conspiracies.

Competition and trust coexist between father and son, and suspicion and appeasement grow and decline.

But the same goes for mashed potatoes.

I refuse.

She is not the real prince, but the "Mashed Potato" who is responsible for the plan of puppet North Korea and is backed by the elite Beiwei Army!
Along the way, she saw countless realistic lower-class civilians and slaves, and saw that they lived in thatched huts that looked like dog kennels and cow sheds. They were like a group of disheveled humanoid beasts, even poorer and dirtier than the people of the Ming Dynasty.

But who was responsible for all this? It couldn't be those poor souls themselves.

Those insects that lie on the shoulders of the "human-shaped beasts" and suck blood are not only in this magnificent palace, but also in the two classes in the royal capital.

Instead of exploiting the nobles, she sacrificed the lives of poor people to complete the conspiracy. Not only did "Mashed Potatoes", who was deeply immersed in this game and felt like she had traveled back to the 17th century, not want to do it, but even the thousands of players behind her would not agree to this shameful behavior.

It's so shameful to squeeze money from poor people.

"I won't agree with Father's approach. If he insists on doing so and angers the righteous soldiers, I can't guarantee anything bad will happen."

"You, how dare you threaten me!" Li Zong felt anger rising to the back of his head and he almost couldn't breathe.

Mashed Potatoes was not worried that the king would kill her in a rage.

Because the king had only three sons, the eldest son died in the Shenyang Rebellion, the third son was adopted by a side branch, and the fourth son was born out of wedlock shortly after birth.

Even if the old king wanted to change the crown prince, he would have to wait for the fourth son to grow up, not to mention how much resistance there would be to deposing the legitimate son and enthroning the illegitimate son.

The king seemed to understand this truth. His eyes, which seemed to be able to spit out flames, blinked for a long time, but he could not say anything more harsh.

"Come here, the prince is tired, take him down to the hall to rest..."

The king immediately sent the prince to the Eastern Palace on the grounds that he was exhausted from the journey and in low spirits. He also said that the Tartars had not been completely pacified recently and the prince was not allowed to step out of the Eastern Palace.

When Mashed Potatoes was asked to leave by the eunuchs, he turned around to look at the old figure. The old figure coughed violently a few times, with three parts of anger, three parts of pity, and even four parts of vigilant hostility in his eyes.

The moment Mashed Potato was imprisoned in the East Palace by the imperial guards, he knew clearly that he was under house arrest after all.

If it were an ordinary prince, he would have been labeled "deposed" by this time, and would have become self-pitying or even crazy. Before the new prince was established, the old prince would have suddenly died.

However, Mashed Potato is a player, constantly looking for support from the back.

She lay on the bed and skillfully clicked the exit button, then opened the chat software and told her brothers everything she had experienced, sending it to all the groups, big and small.

When she was about to send the message, she suddenly thought of "artistic processing" it.

This was what Zhang Xianzhong and Wu Litou taught her. Sometimes it is necessary to boost the players' morale, which can help the Fourth Calamity complete the task quickly and well.

So today's disagreement between father and son turned into a one-sided scolding with ten times the intensity.

"How dare a mere NPC bully my brother! I think his neck is itchy and he thinks his head is too heavy!"

"The Fourth Calamity has set out, leaving nothing alive! Damn him! Let him taste the iron fist of the gamers!"

"With such pests passed down from generation to generation, it's no wonder North Korea is so poor! It's time to push back on the rotten door and help these North Koreans too!"

A few high-definition pictures suddenly appeared between a series of excited words. Mashed Potato took a closer look and found that they were detailed floor plans of the royal city and the palace.

"We've found out today that there are 700 Imperial Guards and 7,000 Imperial Guards, so a total of less than 10,000 troops."

"No, when did you make the floor plan? Aren't all the information about Seoul on the Internet simplified versions?" Mashed Potato was immediately shocked.

"What do you think we did when we sent out a few teams after entering the city? Technical guidance and treating the wounded are just one aspect. The real purpose is to survey the floor plan of Seoul."

"Is a palace coup about to begin? Yeah, this is my favorite scene!"

"I've watched coup d'état instructional videos online countless times. Could it be that God has arranged this day for me?"

"Mashed Potato, are you ready to be king?"

These few simple words aroused Mashed Potato's inner desire, and the blood in his veins seemed to be heated and boiling at this moment.

She will be king too.

That night when the king and the nobles slept peacefully, a bright moon like a round disk hung high in the sky.

Looking at the horizon through the gap in the window, Mashed Potatoes looked up at the sky, his hands shaking uncontrollably as he was about to move.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

(End of this chapter)