The Joseon Prince Went To America And Didn’t Return – 1



< Prologue >

‘The Joseon Prince Went to America and Didn’t Come Back’ is an alternative history novel written based on my imagination.

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Fujiwara was a gifted student who studied abroad in the United States and was fluent in three languages ​​(Japanese Korean and English).

Is it because of this outstanding language ability?

Fujiwara was secretly assigned to the cabinet to keep an eye on an important ‘Korean’ figure staying in Japan.

‘It’s time to come…’

Fujiwara was drinking coffee at a coffee shop on the first floor of the Grand Hotel.

Because we decided to exchange the latest news about the surveillance target right here.

He slowly turned his head while holding his coffee cup looking for someone to meet with today.

That was when.

“Mr. Fujiwara.”

A short Japanese man slowly approached him and bowed his head.

Fujiwara smiled brightly and responded to the strange man’s greeting.

“Ah Sakamoto. You’re still the same. Come here and sit down.”

“Yes Mr. Fujiwara.”

“Sakamoto.”

“Please speak.”

“What would you like to drink?”

“I would like tea.”

“car?”

Fujiwara chuckled.

“But since you’re here why don’t you order some coffee? The coffee here is the best in Japan. You should enjoy some Western culture while you’re at it.”

“If Mr. Fujiwara recommends it I will gladly do so.”

Fujiwara and Sakamoto sat in silence for about five minutes savoring their coffee.

“Mr. Fujiwara.”

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When Fujiwara’s coffee cup was half empty.

Sakamoto carefully handed him the bundle of documents he had prepared.

“This is…..”

“This is the data I have been researching.”

Sakamoto turned his head towards the third floor of the Grand Hotel building.

Because the second prince of Joseon Lee Kang is currently staying there.

“I don’t need to check it separately right? I believe you recorded it in detail without missing a single thing.”

Sakamoto answered Fujiwara’s question full of doubt in a confident voice.

“I recorded everything here including what that guy Lee Kang ate and what he said. I even wrote down when he had a bowel movement.”

“Oh really?”

Fujiwara seemed quite satisfied as he showed all his teeth in a show of satisfaction.

“His Majesty will be pleased too. Ah! Sakamoto.”

“Yes Mr. Fujiwara.”

“There’s one thing I want to ask you.”

“Please speak.”

“When you see it.”

Fujiwara paused for a moment and swallowed his words.

At the same time he tapped the cafe table with his right index finger and then looked at Sakamoto.

“That guy over there in the hotel…”

“Are you talking about Lee Kang?”

“Yes that prince. What do you think is the likelihood that he will be persuaded by us?”

Sakamoto seemed to hesitate for a moment then answered with a confident look on his face.

“I don’t think that’s possible at all.”

“Not at all? Why?”

“Even if you analyze their past actions and the conversations they had at the hotel it seems like they harbor a lot of hostility toward us.”

Fujiwara nodded in agreement with Sakamoto’s opinion.

“Yes. I think so too. But Your Majesty wants to persuade the author. Even if it means forcing himself.”

“Wouldn’t that be a bit difficult?”

“That’s right. The second prince of Joseon is not that easygoing.”

Fujiwara clicked his tongue and continued speaking.

“Unlike other Joseon royals he is truly exceptionally intelligent. He looks exactly like Prince Daewongun.”

“But maybe because he’s still young he seems a bit immature when it comes to hiding his emotions.”

“Yeah. If it were me I wouldn’t have shown my teeth to Japan so often when I was weak…”

Fujiwara opened his mouth again thinking of the Joseon prince who would be at the Grand Hotel.

“But if that bastard were to sit on the throne… it’s terrifying to even think about it.”

The current Joseon king is about fifty years old.

The one who will succeed him as the old man is Crown Prince Lee Cheok.

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He was quite intelligent as a child but things changed when he started drinking coffee laced with opium.

Although he did not die he suffered the side effects of losing all his teeth and becoming weak.

The appearance has also become significantly awkward.

Throughout Joseon rumors spread that the crown prince was disabled and had no children.

‘Lee Kang is the second…’

If we just look at the birth order this guy has the greatest chance of succeeding to the throne.

If that happens the Japanese government’s Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere project will be disrupted.

Fujiwara drew a royal family tree of the neighboring country of Joseon in the air and sighed deeply.

“That’s right. Unlike my father and brother he is a formidable figure.”

I was lost in thought for a moment as I listened to Sakamoto’s response.

But soon his stiff expression softened.

“But what’s fortunate is that… wasn’t the one to replace him born into the Joseon royal family?”

“Are you talking about that concubine’s son?”

“Yes that’s right.”

Things changed a little eight years ago when a new prince was born.

The succession structure was strangely tangled and the landscape was changing but fortunately it was changing in a way that was very advantageous to Japan.

“Lee Kang is struggling to change the current situation on his own. But aren’t things getting more and more complicated?”

The second prince of Joseon has been wandering around and studying abroad for the past six years.

To make the son born from the concubine’s womb the next successor while the second prince was away in Joseon.

The Japanese government and the Joseon king’s concubine Guibi intervened to prevent him from establishing a domestic base.

The prince also seemed to have noticed their plot and requested to return to his country less than a year after coming to the United States to study.

But it’s already spilled milk.

Amidst internal and external obstructions the prince’s requests to return home were repeatedly rejected.

It’s been almost 5 years since then.

The second prince whose patience had run out came over from America and stayed in Japan near Joseon to persuade his father.

But the King of Joseon was unwavering perhaps because of the concubine’s whispers.

“How could it be easy when Japan has taken control of Hanyang by enlisting Joseon officials?”

“Yeah that’s what I’m saying.”

During their time apart from the king there were also constant plots to drive a wedge between the two rich men.

That was also why the prince was pointed out as the mastermind behind the revolution.

“By the way I heard that the Joseon royal family is also watching this guy?”

Fujiwara who was briefly checking the documents he had received let out a deep sigh at one point as if he had been shocked.

At this Sakamoto’s eyes sparkled.

“Yes. Doesn’t that incompetent Joseon king have a strong desire for power?”

“yes.”

“I think he sees not only my father but also my son as competition.”

“okay?”

“Yes. This is all thanks to Your Majesty’s successful plan.”

The person referred to as “Your Majesty” here was not Fujiwara.

Fujiwara’s upper line.

This one is at the top of the list.

It was none other than Ito Hirobumi.

“Yes Your Majesty is a wise man who sees the future.”

“Yes.”

For a while.

For a long time after that there was talk about Ito Hirobumi the head of my faction.

“Thank you for your hard work. I will continue to watch over the prince until he leaves his home country.”

“Yes Mr. Fujiwara.”

Although he was struggling on his own the prince’s reality was worse than that of the Monkey King on the Buddha’s palm.

Fujiwara looked at the report with satisfaction and kept laughing.

Then he picked up his teacup to drink the remaining coffee.

That was when.

bang-

In a room in the hotel across the street a window was blown open with a loud noise.

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“huh?”

The man who opened the window looked around with fearful eyes.

Fujiwara exchanged glances with the man.

‘The author….’

What happened to make you so flustered?

Who else could it be?

‘Judging by your behavior you don’t seem to be one of our Japanese subjects. That room is where the rich stay… Huh? Isn’t that the third floor? It’s definitely on that floor…’

When Fujiwara rolls his head.

Sakamoto was the first to reveal the man’s identity to Fujiwara.

“Mr. Fujiwara. Isn’t that guy over there Lee Kang?”

“Lee Kang the second prince of Joseon?”

“Yes that’s right.”

Fujiwara concentrated and studied the expression on the prince’s face as he grabbed his hair.

“Did something happen to that guy Lee Kang last night? He doesn’t look so well.”

“I guess I had a nightmare. As far as I know nothing serious happened.”

The two Japanese men observed Lee Kang who was squinting his eyes and frantically scanning the surroundings.

weird.

The second prince of Joseon was observing the scenery of Tokyo and was fidgeting as if something was wrong.

“Oh my. Why is the author doing that?”

“Well that’s fine.”

Lee Kang slaps my cheek without any mercy.

Sakamoto was slightly taken aback by the prince’s sudden behavior but soon analyzed it.

“Could it be that they are harming themselves because they are dissatisfied with the reality that is going on?”

Fujiwara felt something strange and wondered in his head why the Joseon prince would act like that.

But at that time.

An unexpected word came out of the mouth of the Joseon prince.

“Fuck. Where did Tokyo Tower go?”

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