Chapter 184 The Struggle between Three Generations, Sebastian: There is a God in the Mysterious East?! "Creaky, creaky, creaky..." The wheels pressed against the floor, making noises. A number of huge, bizarrely shaped carriages, which had been lengthened to accommodate dozens of people, drove in from the south side of Huichang Street. Then the car stopped in front of Taipusi Street, in front of Daming Xianfu. The drivers were Jinyiwei wearing Feiyu uniforms. In front of the Daming Immortal Palace, which had already been widened and cleared into a square, the carriages were parked amidst the onlookers of a crowd of people. “Is that a horse?” Some people looked at the horse pulling the cart, which was two or three times larger than an ordinary horse, with a sturdy build and covered in silver armor, and they exclaimed in surprise. "Could it be that these horses are spiritual beasts?!" There were also people who were more informed and, when they saw this strange horse, they immediately thought of the spiritual beast that has caused a lot of controversy in recent days. Previously, they called these strange spirit beasts exotic beasts or auspicious beasts. However, after the Immortal Guards took action and revealed that these mutated beasts were called spirit beasts, the people naturally followed suit.
"The court uses spirit beasts to pull carriages. Who is pulling this carriage?" "Nonsense! Don't you know that Daming Immortal Palace starts school today? Then the people in this car must be students from the Immortal Palace." "The imperial court of the Great Ming Immortal Palace really has the Immortal Fate! Then can the students who enter the Immortal Palace obtain the Immortal Fate and achieve immortality?" "..." "Buzz buzz buzz!" For a moment, the entire square was filled with a buzz of discussions, making it very noisy. "Neigh!" The warhorse glanced at the people around it with its bright eyes, snorted, and a hint of human disdain appeared on its face, as if it was saying that this little two-legged beast could destroy a large area with one hoof. "Why won't you let us out?" A child about five or six years old, dressed in silk, with a noble demeanor and a defiant face, pushed open the door of the carriage and looked down at the Jinyiwei who were driving the carriage. Hearing this, the Jinyiwei turned around, but was greeted by a childish and cold voice, "I am a member of the royal family of the Ming Dynasty. How dare you look me in the eye?" The Jinyiwei man driving the carriage froze and his eyelids twitched, but he did not look back and chose to be patient. The royal family of the Ming Dynasty was dissatisfied with the imperial court and the emperor, and they were particularly disgusted with the Jinyi Guards. After all, when the imperial court implemented the national policy of "accumulating land and cutting off clans", it was the Jinyiwei who confiscated the property and confiscated the land. "The Immortal Palace stipulates that school starts at noon, and there is still half an hour left." The Jinyiwei said in a stern tone. "Heh," the young man sneered when he heard the Jinyiwei's tone was wrong, "You dare not obey?" "I dare not." Jinyiwei said coldly. Looking at the Jinyiwei's back, the young man curled up a smile and raised his foot and stepped directly on the Jinyiwei's back. Feeling someone stepping on his back, the Jinyiwei's face darkened. "The Feiyu suit was given by the emperor himself. Young master, you should know that this is a big taboo. The lightest punishment is to be sent to the imperial prison, and the worst is to be beheaded!" Because this time the Daming Immortal Palace opened a school, it only enrolled children between the ages of four or five and eleven or twelve, so even if these children are members of the royal family, they cannot be princes who have inherited the title. Moreover, ever since the "Jutian Xiazong" movement, other people in the palace no longer have any titles to enjoy and have become commoners. Therefore, the Jinyiwei simply called him "young master" instead of "young prince" or a title.
As Lu Bing began to cultivate immortality, took control of the Jinyiwei again, and also took control of the even more powerful Daming Xianwu Division, the power of the Jinyiwei returned to its peak. Not to mention the royal family who had already fallen on hard times, even the most powerful cabinet in the court would not humiliate the Jinyiwei in this way. Being treated like this by a young master of a fallen royal family, the Jinyiwei felt a little cold in his heart. "My grandfather is Prince of Jing Zhu Houxuan, my father is Prince of Jing Zhu Zaizhen, my brothers died early, and I am the Prince of Jing. How dare you touch me?" The young man still stepped on the Jinyiwei with his feet, his face full of arrogance. Upon hearing this, Jinyiwei's expression changed. Among these royal family members, there are indeed some whose fathers and brothers died early and inherited the title. Although they no longer enjoy any special treatment even if they inherit the throne of the Ming Dynasty today, they are still princes after all. Coupled with Emperor Xuanzong's promotion of the troupe, the royal family's life could be said to be extremely miserable, and the emperor still felt a little guilty towards them. This time, there are as many as 6,500 quotas for the Immortal Palace for members of the royal family alone. This shows that the emperor intends to support members of the royal family. Thinking of this, the Jinyiwei could only endure and say nothing more. The carriage was very deep, and the other children of the royal family were silent when they saw this. Some even applauded when they saw the young man humiliating the Jinyiwei. Although they are young, it doesn't mean they don't understand some things. They don't have a good impression of these Jinyiwei. Since the national policy of 'concentrating land and cutting off clans' was implemented, clan members were liquidated and they were taught that all clan members had two enemies, one was the Jinyiwei and the other was Zhao Zhenji! It was because of these two enemies that their originally wealthy lives became even worse than those of some lowly merchants. Even the children of merchants had to be given a quota to be a servant or a maid and brought to the capital with them in order to exchange them for a large amount of money. Normally, when these businessmen wanted to give them money, they would be humble, but now it has become cooperation! These are unbearable for these noble royal family members! "Remember this," the young man put down his legs with a satisfied smile after seeing the Jinyiwei under his feet give in. Then he said arrogantly, "This king, Zhu Yihui!" "One day, I will take back all the honor of my family and make you, the Jinyiwei, return everything you took from the palace to me!" "Good!" The young man was at the age of being full of enthusiasm and fearlessness. Moreover, he was a member of the royal family. Zhu Yihui's words immediately won him a lot of support from his peers in the royal family. For a while, there was thunderous applause in the carriage. Of course, what happened here at this time has attracted the attention of others. The first batch of carriages that arrived were all members of the royal family, and they were all victims of "Jutian Xiazong". There is no doubt that Zhu Yihui's behavior and words like this declaration aroused the approval of many children of the royal family. The Jinyiwei who were in charge of driving the carriages all had grim expressions on their faces and didn't know what to say. Because at this moment, behind their carriage, several young princes who had inherited the title stood up, their cold eyes piercing their backs like knives. So many royal family members gathered together, sharing the same hatred for the enemy. Although they were the Jinyiwei directly under the emperor, the highest official rank among them was only a centurion. Also, if one attacks or disrespects these royal family members, especially young men with royal titles, in such public, it would be tantamount to disrespecting the royal family. They are the Imperial Guards, the emperor's servants and household servants. Even if these royal family members were only sideline relatives, they were still the masters of the family after all, so how could they not respect them? Therefore, facing the demonstrations of these young people, they could only endure it. Of course, one of the reasons is that these young people are about to enter the Ming Immortal Palace. The high-ranking officials of the court have already obtained the opportunity to become immortals and have begun to practice immortality. They, the Jinyiwei, knew about it earlier than most officials, and they knew better what the purpose of this invented Immortal Palace was. If you offend these royal families today, it would be equivalent to offending a cultivator in the future. It is not allowed for them to resist at this time, both morally and logically, both publicly and privately, and even for themselves and their families. "This generation of King Jing is quite cunning!" Not far away, Zhu Yichi, the son of Zhu Zaiqin, King Gongyu of Fanshan, stood outside the carriage and said to a clan member beside him. The young man next to him curled his lips in disdain when he heard this, and said, "It's just a few arrogant words, what's the big deal."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yixuan glanced at him and had already decided in his heart to stay away from this man as he was not someone he wanted to win over. As the prince of Fanshan Gongyu, he was naturally carefully cultivated by the entire palace. The actions of Jing Wang Zhu Yihui were obviously aimed at winning over the hearts of the royal family. The other party was two years younger than him, but he was so scheming and calculating. He seemed arrogant, but he was very scheming. This person will be a strong rival of his! Thinking of this, Zhu Yixuan turned his gaze to the other princes who had also stepped out of the carriage or who were destined to inherit the title of king. Zhu Yiqi, the third Prince Hui of the Ming Dynasty, grandson of Zhu Houjue and son of Zhu Zailuan, the fourth Prince Hui of the Ming Dynasty! Fushun Prince Zhu Houkun, well, although he is only six years old, he is the oldest prince among those present. Thinking of this, Zhu Yixuan looked away somewhat unnaturally. According to seniority, he should call this child who was one year younger than him his great-uncle. After all, this person was of the same generation as his grandfather. Of course, at this moment, not only Zhu Yixuan looked at Zhu Houkun unnaturally, but everyone else felt the same. There are grandparents aged six or seven, grandchildren aged eleven or twelve, and parents here. It is difficult to know what to address them when they meet. The gathering of so many royal family members and nobles naturally caused discussion and uproar among the people present. "The royal family should be role models for the people. As a member of the royal family, you speak frivolously, which undermines the dignity of the Jinyiwei. This is inappropriate and even more damaging to the dignity of the royal family!" Just as everyone was discussing, a voice that was childish but dignified and gentle suddenly sounded. Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone present. Hearing someone scolding him, Zhu Yihui frowned and turned around to look behind him towards the source of the voice. Others present couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound, and found it was behind the crowd in the square. The people made way for him, and then a young man wearing a moon-white dragon robe, who looked only about seven years old, walked slowly towards them. Behind him stood a tall eunuch wearing purple clothes and with an extraordinary demeanor. Seeing the boy's clothes and the eunuch following him, everyone naturally realized that the boy was also a member of the royal family. Moreover, he did not come in a carriage but on foot. Some quick-witted people immediately realized that this young royal boy, who looked only seven years old, was probably from the capital. In the capital, the only royal family members of this age are Prince Yu and the children of Prince Jing. Nowadays, the two most famous and powerful princes in the Ming Dynasty are Prince Yu and Prince Jing. Many people even speculate that the future crown prince will be one of the two princes. Thinking that this young man might be a grandson of the emperor, the common people, the constables who maintained law and order, and the Jinyiwei who were responsible for driving the carriages all lowered their heads. Prince of Jing Zhu Yihui, Zhu Yixuan and others who were standing on the carriage were also startled and got off the carriage one after another. Especially Zhu Yihui. Although he had behaved extremely arrogantly before, as Zhu Yihui saw through, all of this was to win over the hearts of the royal family members. At this moment, facing the imperial grandson who is more noble than him, even though he is a prince, he still has nothing to be proud of. At this time, the other royal family members in the carriage, after knowing that the emperor's grandson had appeared, no longer cared about watching the show and got off the carriage one after another. Suddenly, the square was crowded with a large group of young men and women aged between four, five, six, and eleven or twelve. That’s right, this time the Daming Immortal Palace is recruiting not only boys but girls as well. Seeing that a woman could actually enter the Immortal Palace, this caused the people to whisper among themselves. However, at this time, all the people's attention was focused on the arriving imperial grandson and this group of royal family members. "This is the son of King Jing, the grandson of the Ming Emperor, Zhu Yijin," the eunuch Yang Jinshui standing behind the young man said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you come to pay your respects?" The son of Prince Jing, the grandson of the emperor Zhu Yijin? ! After hearing that the imperial grandson who came was Zhu Yijin, the people present started discussing without waiting for other members of the royal family to react.
"It turns out to be the son of Prince Jing, the emperor's grandson Zhu Yijin? I have received favors from the emperor's grandson!" Some people immediately said excitedly. "Me too. I heard that every three months, the emperor's grandson goes to the suburbs outside the city to invite doctors to provide free medical treatment for us!" "Don't talk nonsense. What doctor? He is the imperial physician of the palace. He has great medical skills. Moreover, the emperor's grandson is willing to spend money to help the poor..." "I heard that the emperor's grandson took good care of the widows of the soldiers in the army, and arranged some idle positions for some disabled veterans." "..." At this time, not only the common people were talking about it, but even the Jinyiwei and the constables showed joy when they saw Zhu Yijin. Listening to the discussions of the people and the looks that the Jinyiwei and the constables gave their own prince, the corners of Yang Jinshui's mouth curled up slightly. At the same time, looking at the tall and gentle back of the young prince, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Compared to the Prince of Yu who only knows how to play, the prince is the most worthy of the title of the emperor's grandson!" "Gentle but not weak, domineering but kind!" "His Royal Highness Prince Jing has been nourishing his body with spiritual resources since he was born. The young prince has been practicing at the first level of Qi training for some time. I'm afraid he will be able to break through soon!" "Your Highness, such a perfect and excellent prince, has left Prince Yu far behind..." "The most important thing is that the emperor's grandson is as smart as a demon. At such a young age, he knows how to win over the new nobles in the court, such as the generals and soldiers in the army, and the civilians. He has received the full support of Yu Dayou of the New Party!" "Yu Dayou's background represents the lower class, so naturally he likes the emperor's grandson's behavior more. He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. At least most of the military households in the army prefer Yu Dayou, the elder..." Yang Jinshui is quick-witted and has a good political sense. Naturally, he can see that the emperor's grandson is going to eat up some people in the army. The most important thing is that he has already been very successful. "The Jinyiwei are the most important weapons of the country," Zhu Yijin said, although he was young, his words were sonorous and powerful, and he was immature but not without dignity. "They are in charge of the king's laws and safeguard the peace of the country. Their duties are sacred and cannot be taken lightly. As a member of the royal family, how can you humiliate them?" Being scolded by Zhu Yijin, Zhu Yihui naturally did not dare to refute, he could only lower his head and bow his hands and said: "The young king admits his guilt." Seeing Zhu Yihui like this, Zhu Yijin looked at the Jinyiwei who was looking at him gratefully, and a comforting smile suddenly appeared on his originally serious and immature face. After indicating that he was relieved, he looked at the other members of the royal family and said: "I, Zhu Yijin, in the name of the great Ming emperor's grandson, hereby declare that all members of my clan must be careful in what they say and do, strictly abide by the rules of propriety, and work together to maintain the peace of our country." "Don't rely on your royal status to bully the soldiers!" "I hope you will take this as a warning and be careful with your words and actions in the future. Do not let such incidents happen again, otherwise I will punish you severely!" The small sound, when the power was running, was very penetrating. The young men from the royal family who had not practiced martial arts and were just ordinary people were already wary of Zhu Yijin because of their status, and they trembled subconsciously at this moment. Even the mentally mature Zhu Yixuan and other young men who were of a high generation and had already occupied the "Hou" generation at the age of six or seven were startled and bowed in response. "What's your name?" Zhu Yijin asked the humiliated Jinyiwei. "Your Highness, this subordinate is Qian San!" The Royal Guard stepped forward and said seriously. "King Jing, since it is your fault, go and apologize to Qian San." Zhu Yijin said. What?! Zhu Yihui raised his head immediately when he heard that Zhu Yijin actually asked him, the King of Jing, to apologize to the Jinyiwei. The originally arrogant little face was full of resistance, and his eyes were suddenly filled with disbelief. Seeing this, the other clan members standing by also frowned. Zhu Yixuan looked at the grateful Jinyiwei and the happy people around him, and looked at the fanatical people towards Zhu Yijin. He immediately understood that Zhu Yijin wanted to use them, the royal family members, to win over the hearts of the people. Obviously, royal family members were not within his scope of winning over!
"Grandson, I..." Zhu Yihui clenched his fists tightly and looked at Zhu Yijin stubbornly. At this time, the atmosphere in the field became tense. Most of the young men from the royal family looked at Zhu Yijin with dissatisfaction. They couldn't understand why Zhu Yijin did not help them but turned his elbow outward and asked them to apologize to a small Jinyiwei. They are all young people, so naturally they lack sophistication and their emotions are often revealed on their faces. Zhu Yihui blushed even more and said bluntly: "I won't! I am the King of Jing, the prince of Ming Dynasty. Why should I apologize to him?" "The emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people," Zhu Yijin said coldly, "You bullied others for no reason. If you are wrong, why don't you admit it!" "...Me!" Zhu Yihui opened his mouth to refute, but he knew that he was in the wrong first, and suddenly didn't know how to refute. It was true that he had bullied this Jinyiwei for no reason, hoping to step on the Jinyiwei's shoulders and establish his authority among the royal family members, but he did not expect to be caught by Zhu Yijin. At the same time, in the Daming Immortal Palace, on the lawn beside the Taiye Lake, Jiajing, the two kings, the national teacher Qingfeng, the cabinet, the Silijian and others were all looking at the great natal natal in front of them. To be precise, it was a scene that happened outside the Daming Immortal Palace in my life. "It seems that the three generations of immortal seedlings in my Ming Dynasty are all very energetic, huh?" Jiajing looked at this scene and turned to look at everyone. In response, Yan Song and others could only smile, lower their heads and remain silent. The ones causing trouble now are members of the royal family, and the one who comes forward to deal with the matter is Prince Jing's son, Zhu Yijin. No matter what they said at this time, it would be inappropriate. After all, King Jing was standing by their side. If they agreed on it, there would be no reward, and if they said it wrong, they would offend people. It was okay for His Majesty to make fun of them, but there was no need for them to do anything. At this time, King Jing was watching his eldest son Zhu Yijin handling things outside the Daming Immortal Palace. He did not show any panic because of his father's words. Instead, he seemed somewhat contented. He would not hide his son's plan. He just wanted to tell his father that your grandson, at such a young age, knows how to win people's hearts, knows how to make choices, and understands what he wants. This kind of precocity is not something that ordinary people can have! Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Prince Yu, with an undisguised look of complacency in his eyes. Zhu Yijun, the son of Prince Yu, knew it all too well. The smart ones feed on the smart ones. This was just a spiritual resource that was used to nourish the body from childhood. It was only natural. But unfortunately, his intelligence was not used in the right way. That kid is too playful. If the Ming Dynasty had not embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, if the court was handed over to that kid, the country would have perished sooner or later. There is no comparison with my own son! Feeling the complacency in Prince Jing's eyes, Prince Yu frowned, but could do nothing about it. She knew her own son very well. He was far inferior to Zhu Yijin, who was gentle as jade and displayed royal demeanor at a young age. The most important thing is that Zhu Yijin was able to make a choice at this age, and chose the latter between the royal family and the soldiers and the people, completely drawing a line with the royal family. Of course, this was also due to King Jing's unreserved support. If it were him, he would definitely think carefully and weigh the pros and cons, and he would not have delegated power to Zhu Yijun on such a major matter. Thinking of this, Prince Yu couldn't help but look at Prince Jing, and his voice was transmitted into Prince Jing's ears with spiritual energy, saying: "You are handing over the future to a child, aren't you afraid that if you make a mistake, you will lose everything?" "I think you know better than anyone what the imperial clan means. In the future, the Immortal Dynasty and the Immortal Clan will rule the world. The imperial clan will be the largest immortal clan in the Ming Dynasty. Are you really willing to push them away?" "Ha!" Upon hearing Prince Yu's words, Prince Jing chuckled and said, "Third brother, you want everything, and you always weigh the pros and cons of everything. You hesitate too much when making choices." "How can you be worthy of a great responsibility if you act like this?"
"Isn't this just perfect?" King Jing continued, "I pushed the royal family away, and you just accepted them. Isn't that wonderful? It also saves you, my third brother, from weighing the pros and cons, isn't it?" Prince Jing's words made Prince Yu's face darken. "Cousin!" At this time, a childish but clear voice came from his natal level. Hearing this voice, Prince Yu looked up. Outside the Daming Immortal Palace, the two sides were in a stalemate and the atmosphere was gradually becoming solemn. Suddenly, a young voice with happy laughter came from the back of the crowd, and everyone made way for it. Zhu Yijun, dressed in a red dragon robe and riding on a sedan chair, came slowly with a large group of people. Compared to the emperor's grandson Zhu Yijin, who was approachable, walked here, and helped talk to the people and soldiers, Zhu Yijun's style was completely different, and he looked like a nobleman on a trip. The red dragon robe made him look very noble, and the people subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. "Greetings to the Emperor's grandson!" The Jinyiwei, constables, and common people all saluted. "Cousin, we agreed to come together, why did you leave first? I went to Fourth Uncle's house specially, but you were not there." Zhu Yijun didn't even look at the others. He sat up and complained to Zhu Yijin below. "Hello, cousin!" Zhu Yijin bowed slightly, then said with a smile: "I saw that my cousin was late, so I left first. After all, this is the first time for the Immortal Mansion to open, and I don't want to keep Grandpa Huang and Father waiting for a long time." "My cousin is right." Zhu Yijun nodded, then looked at Feng Bao and said, "Feng Daban, what time is it now?" Hearing this, Feng Bao pulled out a palm-sized, round-bellied bronze tripod with a clepsydra mechanism from his sleeve. However, this clepsydra is ring-shaped, wrapped around the edge of the furnace, and rotates slowly. There is also a buckle on the furnace, which will lock the ring-shaped clepsydra every quarter of an hour. If you listen carefully, you will find that there seems to be the sound of gears rolling inside, which is crisp and full of mechanical mystery. "Replying to the Emperor's grandson, it is the end of the Si hour and the morning hour." Feng Bao said as he stepped forward and showed the bronze clepsydra to Zhu Yijun and Zhu Yijin. I saw the clepsydra buckle shifted slightly to the third quarter of the si hour, then immediately pointed to the fourth quarter, and then it was noon. "Did you all hear that?" At this time, Zhu Yijun did not give Zhu Yijin a chance to speak, but looked at the clan members, "It's almost noon, the Immortal Palace is about to start school, everyone line up, don't mess around... Feng Daban!" Feng Bao understood, took a step forward, and came to the Jinyiwei named "Qian San", and said condescendingly, but meaningfully: "We have wasted quite some time. This place is still in chaos. Your duty is to lead the students into the Immortal Palace. You should maintain order. Don't make the Emperor and the elders wait anxiously." Although the words were spoken implicitly, Qian San understood the meaning. Because of him, there is chaos here. If it is delayed any further, it would be considered as his ignorance. It's impossible that any trouble would really arise among the royal family just because of a small Jinyiwei like him, right? "I understand." Qian San bowed to Zhu Yijun and Zhu Yijin, then turned around and began to reunite with the other Jinyiwei and drove the carriage away. Seeing this, other clan members also gathered together consciously. However, when the royal family members looked at Zhu Yijun who was sitting on the sedan chair, gratitude appeared in their eyes. At this time, Zhu Yijun also got off the sedan chair, waved his hand to signal others to leave, and then looked at Zhu Yijin. "Please come in, cousin." Zhu Yijin smiled and made a gesture of invitation. Although he was very young, his action did not seem strange at all in the eyes of others. This kind of demeanor makes people consciously regard him as an adult.
"Okay." Zhu Yijun still looked like a child, and directly pulled Zhu Yijin's wrist while speaking. Just like that, with the arrival of Zhu Yijun, the tense atmosphere of confrontation between Zhu Yijin and the clan was dispersed. But people with a keen political sense can see that although today's incident seems to be just a farce among a group of royal children, in fact they have already glimpsed the future situation of the Ming Dynasty. The lineage of Prince Jing rejected the royal family and chose the hearts of the soldiers and the people, while the lineage of Prince Yu accepted the royal family. Afterwards, other carriages drove in, followed by the descendants of the cabinet families and the children of important officials in the two capitals and thirteen provinces. At one point, three groups stood in the square. The royal family is on the left, the cabinet members are in the middle, and the others are on the right. "Dong!" As noon approached, the sound of bells rang out in the Daming Immortal Palace, and then the vermilion door opened. The chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department, Lü Fang, flicked the whisk in his hand and said loudly, "The time has come. Students, enter the Immortal Palace!" Afterwards, a group of eunuchs came down from the stairs and began to lead a group of young men and women in in an orderly manner. The next steps were naturally much simpler. Jiajing did not meet the children that day, but arranged for them to stay first. He would meet them formally the next day after they changed into uniform clothes. The Xian Ming Chronicles, Xianfu Volume, records: "In the 49th year of Jiajing, in early September, Daming Xianfu opened its doors for school." While the Ming Dynasty had taken the first step towards becoming an immortal dynasty, news about the Ming Dynasty had finally spread throughout the world. Of course, the latest news about the Ming Dynasty, such as the existence of immortals and various magical beasts in the Ming Dynasty, and the arrival of holy water in the capital that can cure all diseases, also spread. The first overseas country to receive the news was the Kingdom of Portugal! After all, they were the first to trade with the Ming Dynasty, and they were also the country with the deepest contact with the Ming Dynasty after Yingzhou Prefecture was pacified. Lisbon, the capital of the Kingdom of Portugal. Portugal is a powerful kingdom located on the Iberian Peninsula in Europe. It was late at night and thick fog covered the entire capital of Lisbon. In the palace, King Sebastian I, who was only sixteen years old, looked at the letter in his hand with some excitement. "In that mysterious country in the far east, there is actually a god?!" "..." (End of this chapter)