Xu Erzheng pointed to the token at the man’s waist and said: “This is a ‘Yongle Original Character Verification Token’ – this person is a retainer of Japan’s Shogun ‘Minamoto no Yoshimasa.'”
Since the founding of the Sun and Moon Dynasty, this dynasty’s military fortune had flourished greatly, with tributary envoys from various nations arriving in continuous streams. Among them, Japanese envoys coming to China necessarily carried passage tokens – the “Original Character Verification Tokens” bestowed by Emperor Yongle. The characters “Ja” and “pan” were split in half, with one half kept by the shogunate called the “Verification Token” and the other half preserved by China called the “Verification Register.” When entering the gates, both tokens were compared to confirm the person’s identity. Indeed, Xu Erzheng’s skills remained sharp – from just half a token, he immediately recognized the person’s identity.
The current shogunate general was called “Minamoto no Yoshimasa,” reportedly a young lord who lived frivolously. Cui Fengxian had naturally heard of him. He nodded and said: “Please ask him if he encountered pirate raids?”
Xu Erzheng lowered his head and spoke a few words in gibberish. The man was barely breathing and only replied in a few low words. After listening for a long while, Xu Erzheng only frowned deeply. Cui Fengxian quickly asked: “What’s wrong? What did he say?”
Xu Erzheng pondered: “I’m not sure if I heard correctly. Anyway, he said things happened suddenly – several ships suddenly burst out of the fog, followed by explosive sounds, and then the ship sank. He had no idea of the attackers’ identity.”
The boatmen were bewildered: “Thunderous explosions? What was that?” Cui Fengxian sighed: “Hongwu cannons.” The boatmen were horrified: “Hongwu cannons? The cannons passed down by Emperor Taizu?”
Cui Fengxian didn’t explain further and asked quietly: “Master Xu, please ask again if he has any companions waiting for rescue?” Xu Erzheng nodded and bent down to ask again. The man seemed extremely weak – hearing the question, he only slowly shook his head, then closed his eyes and didn’t move.
Cui Xuanliang exclaimed and quietly reached out to check the man’s breathing, but his uncle struck him hard and scolded: “There you go again! The man isn’t dead yet! What’s your hurry?” He instructed his subordinates: “Take him below first and cook some hot porridge for him. When we reach Yan Island, we’ll call a doctor to treat him.”
The boatmen answered in unison and carried the man below. Old Chen said quietly: “Second Master, what do you think happened? Did this man really encounter pirates?”
Cui Fengxian said quietly: “Probably not pirates – they can’t make Hongwu cannons.”
“Hongwu cannons” were state secrets, especially after Emperor Yongle invited “Prince of Jiaozhi” Li Cheng to take charge of the Imperial Arsenal, making the cannons even more powerful with greater range and destructive force. When Admiral Zheng He went overseas in the past, he had also carried these firearms.
Old Chen nodded, knowing that pirate ships were small and light – even if they had Hongwu cannons, they couldn’t mount them. He immediately said: “Then what happened to this man? He couldn’t have run into our Chinese official forces, could he?” Cui Fengxian shook his head: “That’s unknown. Anyway, saving one life surpasses building a seven-story pagoda – we’ve at least done a good deed.”
The two conversed for a while. Seeing the small boats searching all around but finding no more survivors, Cui Fengxian pondered for a long while. Looking at the Sea of Suffering’s depths shrouded in mist as if something was indeed haunting it, he immediately said: “Pass down the order – we’re setting sail.”
The boatmen had long wanted this. Hearing their boss’s command, they immediately bustled about in confusion – those steering steered, those raising anchor raised anchor, and the great ship immediately set sail to depart. Xu Erzheng hurried over and said quietly: “Zhenshan, are we finally leaving?”
Cui Fengxian said apologetically: “I’ve worried you, sir. We’ll head north immediately and leave the Sea of Suffering first.”
Xu Erzheng sighed and said: “Zhenshan, when… when can we reach Yan Island?” Cui Fengxian said: “At the latest three days, at the fastest one day. It depends on whether Heaven shows favor.”
In worldly affairs, one thing restrains another. Though these pirates were arrogant, there was still one place they dared not go – Yan Island under Wei Kuan’s rule.
Yan Island’s military might was powerful, dominating the East Sea. Ships alone numbered more than twenty. Unless Japan or Korea attacked with their entire national strength, no one could do anything to it. Moreover, Wei Kuan’s own martial cultivation had reached perfection – before age twenty, he had unlocked the secrets of “Yuan Yuan Gong” and since then reached grandmaster level. Now approaching old age, his martial power had only grown deeper. Even if the pirates had greater audacity, they wouldn’t dare pluck whiskers from a tiger’s mouth.
In recent years, due to rampant piracy, Yan Island’s business had grown increasingly prosperous, inevitably bringing Wei Kuan great profits. But at this time, they still had several days’ journey on both sides. Even if Wei Kuan had a million troops, distant water couldn’t save a nearby fire – it was too slow to help an urgent need. Xu Erzheng looked worried and asked quietly: “Zhenshan, is there a way to go faster?”
Cui Fengxian said: “Of course there is, but I’d need your help, sir.” Xu Erzheng was amazed: “You… you want this old man to help?” Cui Fengxian smiled: “Yes, if you could ‘borrow the east wind,’ that would be wonderful.”
When people bid farewell and see others off, they always say “smooth sailing,” because sea travel most depends on wind direction. When encountering favorable winds, one can often travel a thousand li in a day, but when meeting contrary winds, one can’t move an inch. Though Xu Erzheng heard him speak without any mood for it, he still accompanied him with a few dry laughs and said: “Zhenshan, do you think the pirates… do you think they’ve obtained ‘Hongwu cannons’?”
Cui Fengxian shook his head: “Among the East Sea nations today, apart from our Chinese court, only Korea has artillery installations. I haven’t heard of pirates also making firearms.”
Pirates were fierce, cruel, and elusive, already extremely difficult to eliminate. If they added cannons, it would be like adding wings to a tiger. Thinking of that Japanese man’s words earlier, it seemed even shogunate ships couldn’t escape their poisonous hands. Xu Erzheng’s heart grew more troubled as he paced back and forth on deck, sighing: “Heaven protect us – don’t let us encounter pirates. That would be unable to live, unable to die.”
Cui Fengxian understood his mood and immediately comforted him: “Don’t be afraid, sir. Though there are pirates in this ‘Sea of Suffering,’ look how vast this sea area is? Even if we sailed here for three days and nights, we might not encounter a single ship. In my view, unless our luck is terrible beyond measure, there’s no need to worry unnecessarily.”
Xu Erzheng smiled bitterly: “Unfortunately, this old man’s luck has been strangely bad recently – strange events by the basketful. Don’t let your words come true.”
Cui Fengxian laughed heartily: “Your luck may be bad, sir, but my luck these past few days has been extraordinarily good. Adding and subtracting, we’re even again.”
Just as they were joking, suddenly there was a shout from the ship: “Second Master! Second Master! Come quickly and look here!” With an “Ah!” Xu Erzheng was so startled by this violent roar that he fell to the ground, nearly having a stroke.
Cui Fengxian most hated people shouting and immediately turned to scold angrily: “What? What! How many times have I told you not to howl like ghosts! Absolutely awful!”
Old Chen smiled bitterly: “Second Master, don’t… don’t be angry first – come quickly and look.” Cui Fengxian frowned deeply and walked to the ship’s rail to gaze into the distance, but saw only misty vapors in the “Sea of Suffering” with nothing visible. His heart was displeased and he was about to scold again when suddenly the fog moved slightly, faintly revealing several black dots.
Old Chen whispered in his ear: “Second Master, look… what are those things?”
Xu Erzheng was dumbstruck and suddenly jumped up, screaming: “Pirates are coming! Pirates are coming!” Cui Fengxian quickly reassured him: “Don’t be afraid, sir. These aren’t necessarily pirate ships – they might also be passing merchant vessels.”
Xu Erzheng shouted: “Passing merchant vessels? Why would they pass through this ghostly place for no good reason? Are they planning to do business with ghosts?”
“The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and reach the shore” – this “Sea of Suffering” was the pirates’ great stronghold. Combined with dangerous maritime conditions, whether fishermen or merchant ships, all respectfully avoided it. If ships were navigating within it, they were definitely pirates. The boatmen understood this and quickly gathered around Cui Fengxian, saying quietly: “Second Master, what should we do now?”
At this time, thick fog filled the sea and sight couldn’t reach far, so they didn’t know if the approaching people were enemies or friends. Cui Fengxian sighed secretly, knowing his luck was truly terrible. He gathered his subordinates and instructed: “Everyone listen – the situation is unclear, so we must be careful. Old Lin, immediately take the brothers below and row as fast as possible.”
With one command, Old Lin took the lead and flew down to the hold like a bird. Immediately shouts arose everywhere as the great ship began speeding away. Seeing these people usually ate, drank, whored, gambled, and were lazy beyond measure, yet now they exerted their utmost strength – they must truly be terrified of pirates.
At this time they hadn’t yet entered the Sea of Suffering, but the fog was already very thick. Looking at the unfavorable weather with even miserable wind and bitter rain falling, the sea surface became even more dark and obscure – truly suffering upon suffering. Cui Fengxian turned to look at everyone and saw Xu Erzheng with a deathly pale face hiding by the ship’s rail praying, while his nephew had a carefree expression, laughing and talking with two maidservants as the three played with the little lion – truly “the singing girls know not the sorrow of a fallen kingdom,” utterly oblivious to life and death.
At this time, the ship had old and young people with only himself having powerful martial arts. Unfortunately, his qi and blood had been unsettled these past few days, and earlier he’d nearly had a stroke. If he needed to use “Eight Directions Five Thunder Palm,” he might not be able to exert full power. Cui Fengxian felt secretly worried, knowing that if they encountered pirates, everyone on the ship would suffer.
The wind and rain on the sea grew stronger as the old, weak, women and children all hid under the canopy, leaving only a group of old laborers working there. Cui Fengxian braved the light rain to personally take the helm, turning back several times to see the ship’s stern. Those hazy black dots had never left, still pursuing closely from behind. He raised his voice to shout: “Old Lin! Old Lin!”
Old Lin crawled up from the hold, panting: “What is it, Second Master?” Cui Fengxian pointed at the dark ship shadows behind and cursed: “Bastards! What time is this and you still dare slack off? Put your backs into rowing!”
Old Lin sighed: “Second Master, don’t keep scolding people. Our ship has too much cargo. Even if the brothers worked themselves to death, we still couldn’t row fast.”
Cui Fengxian’s ship was originally a merchant vessel. Though this trip to Yan Island was ostensibly for birthday celebrations and marriage proposals, he’d still loaded some goods to sell along the way. Porcelain, copper coins, silk – everything was there, all pre-ordered by merchants from Japan and Ryukyu. Unfortunately, the ship was loaded full of cargo, making it sit too deep in the water and inevitably slow.
Understanding this, Cui Fengxian could only sigh: “Stop your damn nonsense – I’ll go down and row myself.” Before he could move, Old Chen stopped him, advising: “Second Master, don’t do such useless work. Pirate ships are light and fast while our ship is heavy and clumsy – we can’t out-row them.”
Cui Fengxian frowned: “Then what do you suggest?”
Old Chen coughed and whispered: “Let’s… let’s throw away the cargo.”
“Bullshit!” Hearing his subordinate’s suggestion, Cui Fengxian was beside himself with rage: “I borrowed eight thousand taels of silver for this sea voyage! You want me to throw away the cargo – what will I use to face my wife when I return? Just kill me! Let the pirates slaughter me clean!” Old Chen and Old Lin both smiled bitterly: “Second Master, this won’t work and that won’t do – what do you want us to do? Just sit and wait for death?”
At this time the pirates pursued relentlessly – given enough time, they would definitely catch up. Cui Fengxian turned back and saw the hazy black dots growing closer. Suddenly going mad, he shouted: “Damn it! Let’s take a shortcut!”
“A shortcut?” Old Lin and Old Chen looked at each other, completely puzzled. Cui Fengxian opened the sea chart and declared boldly: “Look! Isn’t Yan Island southeast of the ‘Sea of Suffering’? Why should we go the long way around? Let’s just charge straight through!”
“What?” Old Chen was greatly shocked and said tremblingly: “Second Master, you… you want to cross the Sea of Suffering?”
Cui Fengxian roared: “Exactly! These pirates just want money, right? We’re betting our lives – I don’t believe they’ll still dare chase us!”
At this time, heading toward Yan Island, they had unfortunately entered the Sea of Suffering. Following the usual method, they would first have to turn back west, and after getting far from the thick fog, they could safely reach Yan Island by traveling along the Sea of Suffering’s outer edge. But if someone could muster the courage to ride the wind and break through waves to cross the crisis-ridden “Sea of Suffering” in one go, they could reach Yan Island within a few hours.
Yan Island was Wei Kuan’s territory – if pirates approached, they would encounter Island Master Wei’s fleet and naturally have cause for concern. But this Sea of Suffering was also called “Mystery Sea,” filled with countless whirlpools, undercurrents, hidden reefs, and black rocks. If they hadn’t been caught by pirates but the great ship had already run aground and sunk, what would they do?
No way forward, pursuers behind. Old Chen and Old Lin looked at each other – thinking of the pirates’ relentless pursuit, they naturally trembled all over. Cui Fengxian’s heroic spirit suddenly rose as he wildly shouted: “What’s there to think about? Of two evils, choose the lesser – now we can only take risks!” He immediately turned the rudder forcefully across, heading southeast in urgent navigation.
Old Chen and Old Lin exchanged glances. Though both felt this was improper, they couldn’t think of any other life-saving method and had to raise full sail toward the Sea of Suffering’s depths.
At this time the wind came from the west, and Yan Island was to the southeast. Once the ship caught the wind power, it truly flew like a bird breaking through waves. At this time the boatmen heard the news and were naturally fearful and uneasy. The two maidservants didn’t know the Sea of Suffering’s reputation and stayed close to Cui Xuanliang, listening to his nonsense. Xu Erzheng didn’t care about anything anymore – he just lay in a bamboo chair with eyes half-open, half-closed, treating himself as if he’d boarded a pirate ship, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
“The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and reach the shore” – the deeper into this sea area, the higher the wind and waves. Besides this, there was also thick fog, reefs, and rapid dangerous currents. Now Cui Fengxian’s entry into the Sea of Suffering was gambling not only on his own seamanship but also on the enemy’s courage – seeing whether these pirates, who were only after money, necessarily had the guts to chase them.
Amid the wind-breaking and wave-cutting, the ship sailed faster and faster, but the fog also grew thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, the waves increased, splashing onto the deck and soaking everyone’s heads and faces. Cui Fengxian shouted loudly: “Old Chen! What about those pirates? Are they chasing us?”
Old Chen lay on the ship’s rail, straining to look back, and shouted: “Can’t see their ships!”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Cui Fengxian chuckled coldly, knowing that the more greedy a person was, the smaller their courage – these pirates were ultimately gutless after all. Just as he was feeling pleased, suddenly “woo woo” conch sounds arose, coming faintly from behind. Everyone was greatly shocked and quickly turned back to see large dark shadows appearing in the thick fog’s depths – the enemy ships had also raised full sail and were desperately chasing.
Woo woo woo woo – the fog scattered and from the water vapor’s depths emerged two huge dark shadows, apparently the enemy ships’ masts already riding wind and breaking waves toward them. Cui Fengxian was stunned with shock. Old Chen and Old Lin were also dumbfounded, quickly shouting toward the brothers below: “Pirates are coming! Everyone put your backs into rowing!”
In the ship’s hold, everyone was valiant and eager to compete, pulling the distance apart again. Cui Fengxian also gripped the ship’s rudder tightly, hoping to make the ship go faster. But how could a merchant ship loaded with cargo sail quickly? Suddenly loud cries came from the deck: “Second Master! Second Master! Look at their ship!”
The boatmen’s cries were shrill as if they’d seen ghosts. Cui Fengxian grunted and quickly turned to look. This one glance also shocked him greatly.
The enemy ship had broken through thick fog and approached within sight. The opposing ship’s bow decorations were extremely strange – hanging at the very front was a huge bronze lion head with a gaping bloody mouth, round eyes, and fangs. Looking suddenly through the thick fog, it appeared exactly like a ghost mask, scaring the two maidservants into screaming loudly: “Ghost ship! Ghost ship!”
Though shocked, Cui Fengxian remained calm and immediately raised his voice to shout: “Old Lin! Speed up the ship!”
“Damn it! Everyone fight for your lives!” Old Lin raised his voice and shouted. In the hold below, everyone was panting and gasping, all fighting with their lives. But at this time, woo woo conch sounds came again from the fog, deep and melancholy, seemingly ordering them to stop. Xu Erzheng trembled all over and said: “Zhenshan, what do we do? Should we stop?”
“Old Lin!” Cui Fengxian raised his voice in angry shout: “Ignore them! Row fast! Row fast!”
Woo woo – the conch sounds urged them repeatedly, getting closer as the opponents could catch up at any time. Cui Fengxian grunted, knowing they’d reached the final moment. He handed the rudder to a subordinate and walked to the mast, pulling hard to actually lift up the deck.
Under the deck, cold light flashed from weapons laid out everywhere – whether “grappling guns” or “sea ropes,” plus countless other knives, spears, swords, and halberds, all weapons passed down from “Admiral Zheng He.”
Xu Erzheng was full of fear and said tremblingly: “Zhenshan, these… these thieves only want money. We… we should just obediently hand it over. Why risk our lives?” Cui Fengxian gritted his teeth: “Sir, have you forgotten? Pirates don’t just want money – they also capture people!”
Xu Erzheng murmured: “Capture people? You… you mean…” Cui Fengxian pointed at the two maidservants and shouted: “Sir, have you forgotten? There are women on the ship!”
Xu Erzheng suddenly realized, only then remembering he’d brought two servant girls aboard, and said tremblingly: “You mean these pirates will… will…”
Cui Fengxian showed an expression of unbearable pain: “Pirates are worse than beasts. Once they capture women, dozens of men take turns. If we don’t resist, we’ll have to hand them over. Can you bear that, sir?”
Xu Erzheng heard this and felt cold all over, murmuring: “In these… these precarious times, sometimes… sometimes we have no choice…”
Hearing his cold and selfish words, Cui Fengxian’s face immediately darkened as he said grimly: “Sir, have you ever thought about why we Chinese have been ruled by foreign peoples for five hundred years?” Seeing Xu Erzheng’s lips murmuring with no answer, he immediately turned to face the sailors and shouted sternly: “Men under Admiral Zheng He, listen!”
At the holy name “Admiral Zheng He,” the boatmen took deep breaths and all fell silent. Cui Fengxian took out a blade from under the deck and roared: “There’s no law on the sea! Fists are our method! Men of Yongle! To protect women and children’s safety, we must sacrifice our lives today and fight the pirates to the death!”
With a swish, Cui Fengxian drew the dagger given by “Admiral Zheng He” and raised it to show his authority. The boatmen’s chests heaved, and with a sudden shout, everyone surged forward to grab weapons, all waiting to fight the enemy valiantly. Seeing all his uncles fired up with hot blood, Cui Xuanliang also grabbed a single-edged sword, his face full of excitement as he wanted to be a protector of flowers.
Strong generals have no weak soldiers. Cui Fengxian had once commanded troops under “Admiral Zheng He,” accustomed to great storms and waves. If he truly encountered pirates, he wouldn’t sit and wait for death. With arms crossed over his chest, seeing the whole ship’s morale greatly boosted with everyone eager to fight and his nephew also eager to try, he immediately said: “Liang’er, take the two girls into the cabin. Don’t come out without my orders.”
Cui Xuanliang was amazed: “Why?”
Cui Fengxian said lightly: “Your martial arts aren’t sufficient – here you’ll only get in the way. Then uncle will have to divide his attention to protect you, preventing me from performing freely.”
Cui Xuanliang had a youth’s temperament and was determined to fight the enemy to the death. Who would have thought uncle would want to send him away? Both angry and resentful, he shouted loudly: “Uncle! You’re doing this again! I don’t want your protection! I want to fight alongside you against the enemy!”
Cui Fengxian clicked his tongue: “Stop making trouble! Get inside!”
“No! No! Stop bothering me!” Cui Xuanliang threw a young master’s tantrum and just led the little lion – one person, one beast – running away, planning to make a last stand at the bow.
Cui Fengxian sighed. Seeing his nephew volunteer himself, he really shouldn’t hurt the boy’s feelings. But if weapons clashed and battle was fierce, if this child was killed or wounded, how could he face his elder brother in the underworld? Just as he was troubled, he saw Xu Erzheng trembling all over and murmuring: “Zhenshan, can… can I leave?”
Cui Fengxian had spoken too harshly earlier and felt apologetic, quickly saying: “Please go quickly, sir. Whatever happens on the ship in a while, don’t come out.”
“Of course, of course…” Before his words ended, Xu Erzheng had already fled, quickly drilling into the cabin and not forgetting to close the door behind him. Poor two maidservants chased urgently but were still a step too late, only able to urgently knock on the door: “Master! Master! Quickly open the door! We two haven’t gotten in yet!”
Just as they were calling out, suddenly the deck lurched as the opposing ship approached from the left side, causing the sea surface to heave violently. The two maidservants cried “Ah!” and had already slipped to the ground.
Cui Fengxian grunted, knowing the enemy wanted to ram them. He immediately turned the rudder violently, heading straight toward the enemy ship, and roared: “Blow the suona! Warn them to back off!”
Woo woo woo woo – the sailors raised suona horns and blew loudly, warning the other side to avoid early to prevent ship collision and mutual destruction. Amid the suona’s continuous blowing, suddenly there was a loud “bang” as the other side showed no intention of retreating and rammed again.
“Damn!” Cui Fengxian cursed harshly. Given his fierce temperament, he immediately turned the rudder hard and squeezed toward the opponent. Suddenly hearing bang bang sounds continuously, the starboard side also swayed violently. Cui Fengxian was shocked and quickly looked toward starboard, shocked to see another ship had also approached the right side of the hull. Two ships, one left and one right, had already sandwiched his vessel.
Both sides were about to engage in close combat. Cui Fengxian roared his command: “Veterans of Yongle! Draw swords and fight!”
“Kill!” With ships flanking them, this battle was unavoidable. The boatmen gritted their teeth – some held knives, some raised spears, and even the little lion roared, about to charge forward and kill enemies. Suddenly a torch penetrated the fog from directly behind. Looking at the great waves rolling, yet another large ship had arrived. The ship was luxuriously decorated with royal banners hanging high on the mast, inscribed with four characters: “Korea – Bright as Morning Sun.”
The boatmen stared blankly at the royal emblem, looking at each other in confusion, when suddenly they all jumped up and cheered: “It’s a Korean ship! It’s a Korean ship!”
“High mountains, clear waters, bright as morning sun” – in China’s thousands of years of statehood, the only steadfastly loyal ally was the “White Robe Nation” Korea located east of the Central Plains. This country was originally named “Goryeo” and in more ancient times was called “Goguryeo,” standing as one of three powers with “Silla” and “Baekje.” Confucian learning flourished in this country, and it was extremely friendly with China, known as the “Nation of Propriety and Righteousness.” Therefore, when the boatmen saw a Korean royal ship arriving, their excitement and joy truly couldn’t be described to outsiders.
Seeing the boatmen jumping with joy and throwing down their killing weapons, Cui Fengxian also breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately walked to the bow and called out: “Friends from Korea! We are Chinese merchants, not bad people. If you have any important matters, could you board our ship to meet?”
Hearing uncle call out loudly in Chinese, Cui Xuanliang whispered: “Uncle, they’re Korean people – can they understand Chinese?”
Cui Fengxian smiled: “Korea isn’t like the Khitan or Jurchen – they also have imperial examinations. The entire nation’s people are well-versed in Confucian classics with broad learning. How could they not understand a few Chinese words?” Cui Xuanliang was surprised: “They also have imperial examinations?”
Cui Fengxian smiled and just watched the royal ship with a completely relaxed expression.
Since “Silla Kingdom” unified “Baekje” and “Goguryeo,” Korea had begun importing Confucian learning and greatly promoting imperial examinations, sending countless Confucian scholars to Chang’an, similar to Japan’s “Tang envoys.” But unlike the Japanese who came and went hurriedly, most Koreans who came to China at that time lived permanently in China and received much favor and important positions from Chinese emperors. For example, the famous Tang general “Gao Xianzhi” had once led Emperor Xuanzong’s troops to expedition to the Western Regions and battle the Arabian Empire. The country was even more prosperous in imperial examinations – over thousands of years, countless great Confucian scholars emerged, and exchanges with China were frequent.
But good times don’t last. After the Tang Dynasty’s collapse, within five hundred years, Khitan, Jurchen, and Mongols successively rose. The Great Wall fell, China weakened, and millions of iron cavalry headed south, actually making hundreds of millions of Chinese become barbarian slaves, with thousand-year civilization destroyed overnight. Silla was also destroyed at the same time. From then on Confucian learning was abolished, and the people suffered endless contempt and bullying from Mongols and Semu people. Over time, people became accustomed to this, not even knowing they lived in an end time.
“Within five hundred years, a king will surely rise. Though the Chinese were slaves for twenty-five generations, there would finally come a day of restoration.” By the time of this dynasty’s founder, he led a million troops and was first among all nations to attack and break through the Mongol capital of Dadu. Soon after, Korean general Yi Seong-gye also rose up in response, overthrowing the Mongol puppet Goryeo dynasty and creating the famous Joseon Kingdom. From then on, from Beijing in the west to Hanseong in the east, the two nations joined hands to create a brilliant age of Confucian prosperity. The friendship between the two countries through hardship and shared life and death, their interdependence drop by drop – how could it be fully described in just a few words?
Seeing the pirates disappear only to have their ally nation arrive, Cui Xuanliang looked amazed. Having never seen foreigners in his life, seeing Korean ships slowly approaching from left and right, he ran to the ship’s rail to look, full of curiosity.
At this time the rain had lessened considerably. Looking hazily through the thick fog, he could see the opposing ships weren’t very large – about half the size of uncle’s merchant ship. But both sides of the hull had water wheels, front and back, somewhat like the “paddle wheel boats” Han Shizhong had used to defeat the Jin army. High parapet walls were mounted along the ship’s sides with dozens of window ports, presumably for shooting weapons.
Cui Xuanliang murmured: “Uncle, Korean warships seem quite formidable – stronger than our Central Plains ships?” Cui Fengxian sighed: “Such words go too far. But alas, ever since the ‘Treasure Fleet’ was disbanded by the court, our Central Plains warships haven’t been replaced when lacking. I think in a few more years, they’ll surpass us.”
Cui Xuanliang frowned: “Strange? Why would our court do such a thing?” His words were still on his lips when suddenly footsteps came from behind. Someone sighed: “What else is there to say? This is called not being able to stand seeing your own people succeed.” Cui Xuanliang turned back to see Xu Erzheng approaching. This old man moved swiftly – seeing the pirates disappear and an allied ship arrive, he hurried out to meet the guests.
Cui Xuanliang was surprised: “Uncle Xu, what do you mean by not being able to stand seeing your own people succeed? Could you explain?”
Xu Erzheng said leisurely: “We Chinese have a natural tendency – we look down on our own people. Take the emperors of the past thousands of years – whoever was capable was considered a bastard. ‘The First Emperor and Emperor Wu were warmongers’ – from the First Emperor down to Emperor Yongle, who wasn’t criticized to worthlessness? When foreigners invaded, we’d welcome barbarian emperors with the whole nation kneeling, happily becoming slaves.”
Cui Xuanliang exclaimed and quickly said: “Uncle Xu, didn’t you just advocate kneeling to welcome pirates? How have you changed your mind?”
Xu Erzheng’s face reddened: “Different times call for different measures – this is called ‘those who understand the times are outstanding talents.’ These skills can’t be learned in a day. When you grow up, you’ll naturally appreciate the subtle mysteries.” The more he spoke, the more at ease he felt. Just as he was about to elaborate his teachings, suddenly there was a loud “bang” as a gangplank was placed beside the ship’s rail. From the thick fog, numerous figures appeared – the Koreans were actually sending people aboard.
Seeing strangers about to arrive, the little lion extended its claws and growled low in its throat, highly alert. Old Chen was slightly startled and quickly said: “Second Master, should we let them board?”
Earlier the pursuit on the sea had been extremely dangerous – they couldn’t guarantee the other party had no hostile intentions. Cui Fengxian pondered for a long while: “No matter. Korea is our ally, absolutely incomparable to pirates. We’ll act according to circumstances.”
All around fell quiet as footsteps sounded. From the fog slowly emerged one person. Everyone focused to see the newcomer wore a round-collared right-crossing robe with a long sword at his waist and a cap on his head – clothing identical to Central Plains official robes. Cui Fengxian looked carefully at his chest and saw embroidered on the “rank badge” was a rhinoceros – an eighth-rank military official had arrived.
The newcomer had a dignified appearance with thick facial hair, and five more people behind him also wore waist swords. The six men, regardless of rank, all had plaques hanging at their waists with writing on them. Cui Fengxian leaned over and asked: “Sir, what are those?” Xu Erzheng said quietly: “Those are the ‘number plates’ created by Yi Bang-won.”
In his youth, Xu Erzheng had served as an envoy to Korea and knew the “number plate system” was created by Korea’s “Grand King Sinmu” Yi Bang-won. It stipulated that all men in the nation aged ten to seventy must wear identity name plates recording the bearer’s status, name, occupation, appearance, address, and title for official inspection at any time. Cui Fengxian thought about this and looked toward the leading military official’s waist. He saw this man’s number plate differed from the others – it was made of ivory with very short text reading:
“Gyeongbok Palace Geunjeongjeon Hall. Eighth Rank Attendant Sword-Bearer Commander of Gyeongnam Province, Shin Okbaek”
The Chinese Emperor was called the supreme ruler of nine and five, holding court in “Fengtian Hall.” The Korean king’s enthronement place was this “Geunjeongjeon Hall.” Seeing the arrival was a guard from the Korean forbidden palace, Cui Fengxian was secretly shocked: “This is serious – these people are all ‘Hwarang.'”
Xu Erzheng frowned: “Hwarang?” As a martial arts practitioner, Cui Fengxian knew martial affairs from all directions and whispered: “Hwarang are Korea’s court masters, mostly practicing hard martial arts – definitely not easy opponents.”
Xu Erzheng murmured: “How strange. Instead of protecting important people, what are these men doing in the ‘Sea of Suffering’?”
Cui Fengxian was full of doubts and couldn’t answer either. He saw this military official had dark energy hidden in his palms, and the other followers also had deep gazes with protruding knuckles – apparently all practiced strange martial arts. The more he looked, the more wrong it seemed, so he moved closer to Xu Erzheng’s side for protection.
The Korean military officials totaled six – one in front, five behind – arriving on the ship. Seeing everyone waiting for them, the leading official smiled and cupped his hands: “Chinese friends, I am surnamed Shin, given name Okbaek. We caused much disturbance earlier – please don’t blame us.”
Cui Xuanliang watched from the side, seeing Shin Okbaek was powerfully built with heroic bearing. His Chinese was perfectly authentic – he was completely like a northern hero. Looking at the five men behind him, they were also tall and imposing figures. Compared to them, all the sailors on the ship were a head shorter.
Just as he was looking, suddenly Shin Okbaek’s gaze turned toward him. Cui Xuanliang couldn’t help but blush and quickly puffed out his chest to show his tall stature, stammering: “Hello… hello. I’m called Cui Xuanliang, seventeen years old.” Just as he was about to chat confusedly, his uncle grabbed him and scolded: “Don’t talk or move carelessly – let Uncle Xu speak first.”
Xu Erzheng had served as an envoy to Korea and his status was extraordinary – in such situations, he should naturally handle things. The old man coughed, adjusted his sleeves, put on the dignity of the Celestial Empire, then shook his head and said: “When friends come from afar, is it not a pleasure? Years ago during my visit to Hanseong, I had the honor of an audience with the ‘Grand King Sinmu,’ sharing wine and conversation with great joy.”
Shin Okbaek had originally been composed with a hint of pride, but suddenly hearing the other party knew his nation’s king, his expression changed and he couldn’t speak. He heard Xu Erzheng sigh again: “Alas, time passes swiftly and seas and heavens separate us. Since returning to my country, though I think of your nation’s ruler day and night, I’ve had no news and don’t know if he’s been well recently.”
Shin Okbaek quickly bowed down in panic: “I dare not conceal from you, sir – our nation’s ruler ‘Grand King Sinmu’ has already passed away. Currently our Korean king is the ‘Grand King Sinmu’s’ third son, ‘Grand Prince Chungnyeong.'”
He was about to continue when Xu Erzheng interrupted, saying tremblingly: “What? Grand King Sinmu has passed away? How… how can this be?” Speaking, he actually began crying loudly, appearing very sorrowful. The Korean military officials quickly knelt down in panic: “Sir, please restrain your grief! We dare not ask the Heavenly Envoy’s honored name?”
Imperial envoys were called “Heavenly Envoys” for short. Hearing himself elevated to heaven, Xu Erzheng wept while feeling elated inside as if possessing boundless magical power. He was in no hurry to reveal his name, only wiping his tears and reciting poetry: “Bearing imperial favor far to Korea, I alone admire the Eastern vassal’s generations of worthies. Customs purely refined across a thousand li, reputation reaching the nine-layered heaven. In bright times opening book halls for learning, on clear days honoring Confucians with grand banquets.”
Hearing this “Gift to Korean King Yi Bang-won,” the military officials were thunderstruck. Before he finished his scholarly recitation, they were already kowtowing deeply: “Heavenly Envoy above! We have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, not knowing the Third Rank Junior Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, ‘Master Yizhuang’ Master Xu was here. Please forgive our breach of etiquette!” They prostrated on the ground, utterly terrified.
Seeing Old Xu’s tremendous face, the boatmen were naturally shocked. Cui Xuanliang was also amazed: “Uncle, isn’t this Uncle Xu called ‘Erzheng’? When did he change to ‘Yizhuang’?”
Cui Fengxian said quietly: “‘Yizhuang’ is his courtesy name. Be good and listen – don’t speak anymore.”
Though Xu Erzheng wasn’t good at fighting, he was a natural master at such diplomatic responses. With just a few tears, he made the other party kneel on the ground and nearly break their heads kowtowing. He dried his tears, sniffed hard, spat toward the sea, then stepped forward to help them up, sighing: “Alas, who doesn’t die? Even emperors and generals are the same. How is the situation in Hanyang recently? Is national governance still peaceful?”
“Hanseong” was anciently called Hanyang. When Yi Seong-gye founded Joseon, he decreed this place as the capital, later renamed Hanseong. Xu Erzheng showed off his learning by using the ancient name, naturally wanting to intimidate Shin Okbaek. Indeed, the man was very honest and immediately looked panicked: “Please rest assured, Heavenly Envoy. Since our lord ‘Grand Prince Chungnyeong’ ascended the throne, he has worked diligently at governance. Politics are clear and bright, national power daily improving – surely this will comfort ‘Grand King Sinmu’s’ spirit in heaven.”
This “Grand Prince Chungnyeong” was named “Do,” grandson of founding king Yi Seong-gye and third son of Grand King Sinmu Yi Bang-won – precisely the later revered “King Sejong.” During his reign, he pushed national power to its peak, not only creating Korean script and reforming the two-class political system, but also sending troops to conquer the Jurchen. He could truly be called Korea’s greatest enlightened ruler without shame.
As the two chatted about various things, Cui Fengxian kept his gaze sharp. He saw Korean warships still flanking his vessel left and right, fearing trouble might arise. He moved to Xu Erzheng’s side and said quietly: “Sir, this place isn’t suitable for lingering. Have them move their ships away – we need to leave quickly.”
The Sea of Suffering was originally a dangerous place, and Xu Erzheng had long wanted to leave. He immediately coughed and declared: “Confucius said, ‘When friends come from afar, is it not a pleasure?’ Meeting you gentlemen from a foreign land, I regret we met so late. Unfortunately, we’re traveling urgently and cannot stay long. I hope after returning to your country, you can convey my greetings to your nation’s ruler – I would be extremely pleased.”
After this long speech, he cupped his hands as if to bid farewell.
Xu Erzheng had issued his dismissal order – logically the other party should tactfully leave. But those Korean military officials seemed not quite to understand and only exchanged glances without moving a step. Xu Erzheng realized his mixed classical and vernacular speech inevitably confused people, so he said again: “Commander Shin, I’m very busy and cannot stay long. Farewell then.”
This couldn’t be plainer – even idiots or madmen would understand. Yet Shin Okbaek seemed deaf or mute, remaining completely silent. Xu Erzheng was somewhat annoyed and spread his hands toward Cui Fengxian, indicating helplessness.
Cui Fengxian looked closely and saw those Korean military officials appeared to be looking down silently, but actually their eyes were surveying all around. Shin Okbaek was especially formidable – his gaze was sharp as an eagle’s as he looked over everyone on deck one by one, apparently examining something.
Those who come with ill intent are not good; those who come with good intent have no ill intent. Cui Fengxian understood the other party must have schemes, but couldn’t let them shamelessly stick around. He immediately squinted and nudged Old Chen with his mouth. Old Chen was very clever – seeing his boss’s signal, he immediately looked up and yawned hugely, roaring: “The sun’s setting! About time for dinner – who’s going to catch some fish!”
“Yes, yes.” Hearing this, Old Lin also shouted loudly: “Remember to add extra bowls and chopsticks – we have guests!” He counted heads “one, two, three, four, five” and shouted: “Brothers! Do you eat meat?”
These men worked together to mock the other party’s extraordinarily thick skin in refusing to leave. Those Korean military officials had exceptional composure, standing like wooden posts – apparently even if they shouted their throats raw, they would remain unmoved as mountains.
Cui Fengxian was furious and picked up a large wooden stick from the ground, swaggering over like a bandit and saying grimly: “Brother, let me be straight with you! Our Master Xu has arranged with Wei Kuan of Yan Island to drink and gamble together tonight! If you keep blocking Master Xu now, when Island Master Wei can’t find his friend and gets annoyed, he’ll definitely send out large fleets to search. We’d feel terrible about that!”
Currently the greatest naval power in the East Sea was Wei Kuan’s Yan Island fleet. Cui Fengxian’s boastful threats meant warning the other party he still had major reinforcements coming. If Shin Okbaek insisted on not releasing them, both sides might inevitably have a great battle.
Hearing the threat, Shin Okbaek only nodded and asked back: “What is your position, sir?” Cui Fengxian took up his stick and tapped it lightly in his palm, grinning wickedly: “My surname is Cui. I was formerly a military officer, now doing small business to make a living.”
Hearing the other party was also a military officer, Shin Okbaek lightly said “Oh.” He turned his gaze and suddenly saw a dagger stuck in Cui Fengxian’s waist, immediately saying: “So you’re a military officer under ‘Admiral Zheng He’ – I truly have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai.”
Cui Fengxian smiled: “Easy to say, easy to say. I’m the most worthless subordinate under ‘Admiral Zheng He’ – poor martial arts, low abilities. But if I need to beat a few tactless bastards, that’s more than sufficient.”
Hearing Cui Fengxian’s harsh words inevitably angered the other party. Xu Erzheng was startled: “Zhenshan, you… you should restrain yourself.” Cui Fengxian snorted and hadn’t yet replied when Shin Okbaek already smiled: “Master Xu, he’s a senior on the seas and older than this official – having a big temper is appropriate.” He bowed slightly to show respect.
As they say, “excessive courtesy raises no suspicion.” This Shin Okbaek was dignified in appearance and thorough in behavior – everyone felt somewhat favorable toward him. Cui Fengxian put down his stick and smiled: “Alright, Brother Shin, let’s not play these official games. You’ve made such a show of stopping our ship – what exactly do you want? Just explain it.”
Shin Okbaek bowed respectfully: “Much thanks for senior’s correction. I’ll speak plainly of my purpose – I want to look in your cabins. Would that be possible?” Hearing Shin Okbaek wanted to go to the inner cabins, all the sailors were dumbfounded. Cui Fengxian was also slightly startled: “Brother, why do you want to see our inner cabins for no good reason?”
Shin Okbaek said calmly: “Nothing special, just somewhat curious. Would it be convenient?” Without thinking, Cui Fengxian said directly: “Not convenient.” Shin Okbaek frowned: “Why not convenient?”
Cui Fengxian said nothing more. Having spent his life rolling around at sea, he’d seen countless officials demanding bribes and pirates robbing – hearing someone wanted to use pretexts to enter the inner cabins, how could he agree? He immediately walked to one side, pretending to be busy and ignoring them.
Xu Erzheng feared both sides would get hostile and mediated: “Commander Shin, it’s like this – our inner cabins house all female family members, all this old man’s relatives. It wouldn’t be convenient for them to meet outside guests. Please understand.” Cui Xuanliang immediately interjected: “Yes, Xiao Ming and Xiao Xiu are very shy. They can’t even let men see their fingers.”
Xu Erzheng carried significant weight – if even he said so, unless Shin Okbaek used force, he had no recourse. Cui Fengxian yawned: “Commander Shin, how about it? Are you willing to leave?”
Shin Okbaek shook his head: “No, I still can’t leave.” Cui Fengxian’s heart fire secretly rose: “Then what do you want? Are you planning to detain our ship?” Shin Okbaek shook his head: “You speak too harshly, sir. To be honest, we entered Mystery Sea this time solely to find one person. If you know that person’s whereabouts, please don’t hesitate to inform us.”
The other party finally got to the main topic. Cui Fengxian’s heart sank as he exchanged glances with Xu Erzheng: “What person are you looking for?”
Shin Okbaek said lightly: “I’m looking for a Japanese person.”
“A Japanese person?” At these words, everyone was shocked and suspicious. Cui Xuanliang exclaimed and immediately said: “Uncle, didn’t we just…” Seeing his nephew about to speak, Cui Fengxian naturally grunted and quickly reached over to cover his mouth.
Shin Okbaek was extremely shrewd and had been watching everyone’s every move on the ship. Seeing Cui Fengxian’s action, his heart no longer doubted – he knew the Japanese person must be on the ship. He stepped forward two paces and declared loudly: “Friends, the Japanese person I seek has a scar on his face, four inches long from left to right! This man is extremely wicked and has always killed without blinking. If you have news of him, please inform us immediately and don’t harm yourselves!”
Cui Xuanliang was surprised: “Extremely wicked? Could he… could he also be a pirate?” Shin Okbaek nodded vigorously: “Correct, young brother. If you know news of that person, please speak up now. We will reward you handsomely.” As he spoke, he received a wooden box from a subordinate and opened it.
Golden light flashed before them – the box was filled with gold bars of pure color and excellent quality. The sailors naturally stared in amazement. Shin Okbaek said: “We brought nothing valuable on this journey. Here are three hundred taels of gold – a small token of respect. We hope you’ll give us convenience so we can find that criminal quickly. Our entire nation would be grateful.”
Three hundred taels of gold equaled six thousand three hundred taels of silver. The boatmen looked at the gold and were all moved. These years maritime business was poor, and their boss had already accumulated debts – they feared even wages might not be paid. If they could pocket these three hundred taels of gold, it would be no small supplement. Old Chen leaned over and whispered: “Second Master, what’s your opinion?”
Cui Fengxian frowned: “Something’s not right about this.” Old Chen said quietly: “What’s not right?” Cui Fengxian pondered: “Have you forgotten? What was that Japanese person carrying earlier?” Old Chen’s heart sank: “Yongle verification token.”
Cui Fengxian nodded and said quietly: “I think there’s trickery here – we need to be careful.”
Earlier that Japanese person carried a “Yongle Original Character Verification Token” – even if he wasn’t a shogunate retainer, he should be a nobleman from an official Japanese family. Otherwise, how would ordinary pirates with no knowledge understand the “verification token’s” purpose? From this perspective, these Korean military officials hadn’t revealed their true intentions – there were probably other hidden circumstances.
Just as they were conversing, Shin Okbaek quietly approached Cui Xuanliang and said softly: “Young brother, you’re the most insightful among them. If you know where that pirate is hiding, could you take me to find him?” He held up the box of gold and offered it to Cui Xuanliang.
Cui Fengxian’s ship was extremely large – twenty zhang long and six zhang wide with over sixty rooms in upper and lower cabins. To search them all would take more than half an hour. As they say, “taking others’ money softens one’s hands” – Cui Xuanliang was an honest young master. Holding the gold, his heart went soft as he murmured: “Good… good. But I… I need to ask my uncle first.” Shin Okbaek shook his head: “Young brother, that pirate is extremely cunning. If you ask your uncle, you might waste time.”
Cui Xuanliang was confused: “Waste time? Why?” Shin Okbaek said: “That pirate is extremely formidable. If your ship has gold, silver, pearls, and jade, he’ll definitely steal them. If there are girls and women, they might be violated. If you don’t find him soon, it might be too late.”
Hearing this, Cui Xuanliang was greatly alarmed, thinking of Xiao Ming and Xiao Xiu’s pure bodies. Just as he was about to agree, someone grabbed him from behind – it was Cui Fengxian. He chuckled and threw the box of gold bars to the ground: “Brother Shin, my nephew is a fool – any swindler talking nonsense to him, he’d believe it. Come on, whatever bad air you’ve got stuck in your ass, just let it out toward your dear grandfather – I’ll personally smell it for you.”
Shin Okbaek smiled: “Master Cui, what are you saying? I think your nephew is intelligent and clever – where’s the foolishness? Why don’t you relax and let your nephew chat with me? If we get along well, wouldn’t you also make a windfall?” He pointed to the box of gold, indicating he’d give it.
Cui Fengxian laughed heartily and spat into the sea: “Brother, let me teach you a few things. First, your father ranks second, so it’s not Master Cui – it’s Second Master Cui. Second, whether my nephew is ugly or handsome, foolish or stupid, it’s not for you, an outsider, to comment. As for the windfall you mentioned…” He suddenly roared again: “Men! Bring out the goods!”
Hearing Second Master was getting tough again, Old Chen could only make a sour face and slowly go back to the cabin to carry out a small wooden box, placing it on the deck. Cui Fengxian kicked open the box and shouted sternly: “Look clearly! Five hundred eighty-seven taels of gold! If you’re willing to scram obediently, I’ll reward this money to you – let you brats make a windfall!”
Seeing Second Master putting on a show of wealth, Old Chen and Old Lin were naturally shocked. This box of gold didn’t belong to Cui Fengxian at all but was entrusted by several Central Plains merchants for buying bird’s nests. If he really gave the money away, Second Master would inevitably have to jump into the sea again.
The deck fell silent. At this time fog was thickening and the weather growing cold, but both sides’ tempers were getting hotter – they could turn hostile and fight at any moment. Cui Fengxian feared the other party would strike first and quickly blocked in front of Master Xu, saying grimly: “Brother, we’re clearly at odds. I’ll give you two choices now – either we fight it out hard, or you immediately get off the ship and scram. What do you say?”
Shin Okbaek smiled slightly: “Master Cui, such a big temper! Actually, getting me to leave isn’t difficult at all. But if you want to turn hostile and fight, this official isn’t afraid either. It’s just that our two nations have always been interdependent, valuing harmony…”
Cui Fengxian heard his irrelevant words and didn’t know what he was saying. Growing impatient and about to cut him off, suddenly shrill screams arose: “Who are you? Why are you grabbing us?”