"During peace talks, we must be neither humble nor arrogant, and we must not treat North Korea as a country with the same status as Daqi."
"Pay the annual coins, cede the port, donate hostages, and cut off contact with the Japanese country. These four are the bottom lines I have set for you. You can use the other terms on your own, not only to let the barbarians know the power of our Qi country, but also to show the style of the Celestial Dynasty. , and let the North Korean people know who is their great savior..."
Liu Zhaosun's request to both... and... and... and... is really excessive. Meeting the above three requirements at the same time is almost impossible for ordinary people to complete. However, Sun and Hou were not ordinary people after all. They looked at each other and smiled, already knowing the chances of winning the peace talks.
"The Sixth Fleet will patrol the waters near Incheon to act as a deterrent to the Li Dynasty. As long as Li Jian does not want to be turned into a terracotta warrior like Du Du, he will ensure the safety of you two."
After the arrangements were made, the Supreme Emperor sent the two men down to prepare. On the 20th of the winter lunar month, Sun Chuanting, Vice Prime Minister of the Qi Dynasty, and Hou Xun, the Minister of Rites, were escorted by the Imperial Guards. They set off from Pyongyang Prefecture on Ping'an Road and headed south to Ganghwa Island, Gyeonggi Province, North Korea, to meet with them. The king of Korea discusses peace between the two countries.
Sun and Hou have always been at odds with each other, but when facing North Korea, they should be consistent in dealing with the outside world and not hinder each other.
Leaving aside the matter of Sun Chuanting Hou Xun going south to negotiate peace, on that day, Emperor Wu Ding personally led a group of civil and military retinues into Pyongyang City. The Anhe Palace, the residence of the enemy general Pu Congming, became the palace of the Supreme Emperor. Pei Dahu and Liu Xingzuo led guards.
The war had just ended, and the coir raincoat guards and the Zhenfu soldiers joined forces and were busy searching for the remnants of Pu Congming in the city and appeasing the people of Pyongyang.
Emperor Wu Ding stepped on the bloodstains on the ground, walked through the messy Pyongyang City, and entered the main hall of Anhe Palace.
Pu Conming's head was placed on the imperial case, and he stared at Emperor Wu Ding with a pair of angry eyes. Liu Zhaosun said with a stern expression:
"How did he die?"
The scene of the Battle of Saarhu that year seemed to reappear in front of my eyes. This warrior who had fought alongside him and was also a general finally met him on the battlefield.
This is probably fate.
Liu Xingzuo pointed behind him, and a young coir raincoat guard behind him quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Your Majesty, thanks to Li Zicheng, the leader of the first team of the Raincoat Guards, he led his men to lurk in Pyongyang this time, raised fire to respond, and disguised himself as a Korean soldier. He killed many defenders at Qixingmen. Pu obeyed his orders and was executed by his own hands."
"Oh? Are you Li Zicheng?"
Emperor Wu Ding looked meaningfully at the handsome young man standing in front of him. His thoughts had already flown far away, and he murmured: "Aren't you still working as a postman in Shaanxi?"
Li Zicheng didn't hear clearly what the Emperor was saying, and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just stood there and waited.
Dongfang Zhu coughed lightly next to him, and the Supreme Emperor said: "Who did you follow into the Raincoat Guards before? Shen Baihu?
Li Zicheng clasped his hands and said, "Back to the Holy Master, it's Wu Yingguan."
Liu Zhaosun then remembered that Wu Xiao and Lin Yu were still robbing tombs in Gyeonggi Province, and he didn't know what happened to them now. He stepped forward and patted Li Zicheng on the shoulder, praising:
"Go deep into the enemy's lair and fight one against a hundred. Okay! Okay! He is indeed a young hero! There is a successor to the Raincoat Guards."
Liu Xingzuo's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Li Zicheng with something strange in his eyes, which was clearly seen by Dongfang Zhu standing next to him.
"Where are the other people now?"
Liu Xingzuo quickly replied: "Your Majesty, General Deng is now in Huangzhou, and General Wu has returned to the sea and is heading south to attack Seoul."
"Okay, let them perform their respective duties and continue to put pressure on Li Zhu. Don't think that I will be like Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty and Kublai Khan, who ran away after two battles. Before the peace agreement is completed, everyone must be on combat alert!"
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The next day, the Supreme Emperor issued an edict to bury the imperial censor of North Korea, Pu Congming, outside the South Gate of Pyongyang with royal ceremonials. Hundreds of officials saw him off to show his loyalty.
In the next few days, Senti and the training officers of each battalion of the First Corps were serving porridge in front of each city gate, and they also brought a program of killing prisoners. Pyongyang people came from the streets and alleys to watch in an endless stream. Waving hands and cheering.
An old man with gray hair and a friendly face, who claimed to have participated in the Wanli War to Aid Korea, mixed the hot rice porridge with snot and tears, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp, holding it tightly Dongguan Zai’s fat and smooth little hands cried excitedly:
"The Smectas are finally here! You are Pyongyang's great savior. Without Smectas, there would be no North Korea! We will starve to death at the hands of Park Conming and Smectas!"
Senti took his hand out of the old man's hand, wiped the non-existent tears skillfully, and said to the crowd in front of him:
"The food that the Supreme Emperor prepared for the Korean people was snatched away by Li Zhu in Kuandian and distributed to the wealthy households, gentry, and two classes of ministers. In order to save everyone's stutter, the Supreme Emperor only ate one meal every two days. Long live the Lord said just now that the big guy is the one who wants to fight, so we can’t let everyone go hungry. As long as you can eat enough, it’s worth it even if he’s hungry for a few days.”
After hearing this, the old man burst into tears, threw down the broken bowl, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed in the direction of Anhe Palace. After kowtowing three times, he stood up and said to the people behind him:
"The king has taken our food away. He would rather give it to the Japanese pirates and let them attack Qi than give it to us. He is going to starve us to death!"
"We can't just let it go!"
The area around the city gate suddenly became quiet, and everyone stopped talking. Many people recalled the various bullying Pyongyang suffered these days when it was besieged, and recalled that in the past two years, in order to support the officers and soldiers "King Qin" (who sent troops to Qi State), various families were The government exploited and blackmailed families, destroyed families, and used a small country to attack a big country. It was destined to be a tragedy from the beginning.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Senti nodded to the several battalion training officers around him, and one of them suddenly shouted:
"Kill two squads! Divide the fields! Kill two squads and divide the fields!"
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"Kill two squads and divide the fields?"
Anhe Palace.
Among the exquisite pavilions, Liu Zhaosun held Jin Yuji's hand and shook his head.
"Killing everyone, where will I get the money?"
Jin Yuji was too lazy to watch her husband shed crocodile tears. Her attention was on the rockery in the pond in front of her.
No one would have thought that there would be such a luxurious and exquisite mansion in the barren and cold Ping'an Road, in the war-torn Pyongyang City.
"Husband, these rockeries look very familiar."
The Empress Dowager Cisheng ignored the Emperor's plan to kill people and gain goods, and changed the topic to other places.
On the Taihu stones on both sides of the corridor, three monkeys are carved: the non-speaking monkey, the non-speaking monkey and the non-listening monkey.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Liu Zhaosun felt a little bored. At this time, Eunuch Dongfang who was following behind said in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please allow your servants to be arrogant. The stones piled here may be thin stones from Taihu Lake in the south of the Yangtze River, transported from the sea."
Emperor Wu Ding said lightly: "Dongfang Zhu, you know quite a lot."
Eunuch Dongfang turned pale with fright and quickly knelt down on the ground, not daring to express his anger.
Liu Zhaosun glanced at him and said coldly: "Get up."
Jin Yuji was a little surprised: "It's thousands of miles away from the south of the Yangtze River. How much money will it cost?"
Dongfang Zhu was well-informed in Linqing, and of course he knew what was going on inside. However, after being beaten so hard by Emperor Wu Ding just now, he no longer had the courage to intervene.
Liu Zhaosun looked displeased and said: "It was because of this stone that Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty lost his country and was captured by the Jin people in the north. Unexpectedly, this stone came to North Korea again. No wonder Li Jie was defeated."
Everyone did not dare to speak. Everyone knew that at the moment Emperor Wu Ding spoke, the gates of Pyongyang's cities were already filled with blood, and at least three thousand prisoners were beheaded and executed.
Entering the main hall, Emperor Wu Ding retreated to the left and right, leaving only the Empress Dowager Cisheng around.
Jin Yuji stared at the floor, thoughtfully.
"Yu Ji, do you think I'm too cruel?"
She was tired of this rhetoric and didn't want to hear more.
"The chariot has to move forward. I am the driver and a slave. I can only kill whoever it wants to kill."
"So, do you have to kill so many people? Do you want to kill so many people and turn them into Jingguan like you did in Shandong?"
"Jingguan? That's a good idea."
Liu Zhaosun suppressed his anger: "It's not me who wants to kill people, it's Daqi who wants to kill people. The matter has come to this. I can't turn the situation around alone. Daqi is not just mine. If these people don't die, how will others divide the land? When you are not in the fields, there will be complaints. Even if you are a sage like Yao and Shun, you will be rebelled by the people. The rebellion will continue, and Daqi will be the last to die."
Jin Yuji stopped talking.
Emperor Wu Ding continued: "Yu Ji, except for you and Qing'er, I don't trust anyone now. Officials can't be trusted, the people can't be trusted, and of course the law can't be trusted. The only thing that can be trusted is gain and loss, that is, power."
Jin Yuji was surprised and said: "Why can't you trust Baixin?"
Liu Zhaosun was stunned for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Officials want to deceive the court and harm the public and enrich themselves. Even if they risk the destruction of the nine tribes, they will do it. Just like scum like Song Yingsheng, they make money and kill people; the people will not remember the monarch. When you are good to them, they think it is natural. If you deviate a little, you will be slandered and abused. This is how to promote kindness and fight against hatred. Governing a big country is like cooking small vegetables. This is what Yu said. Ji, let me tell you a story."
Jin Yuji frowned slightly: "What story?"
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