Ming Zuo

The battle at Bukhan Mountain lasted for several days, and the battle was considered tragic.

But Hanyang, just behind Bukhan Mountain, was not affected by the slightest bit and remained intact.

Of course, Hanyang was extremely depressed at this time, and there were not even one out of ten people left behind.

Afraid of being captured by the Qing Dynasty and becoming slaves, some escaped.

Later, he fled to a part of the north with Li Jing.

Those who remained were basically completely disappointed with Li Zhen's regime and were reluctant to leave their hometown.

Under such circumstances, Xia Jun entered the city.

The [-]st Marine Regiment, which did not participate in the battle of Bukhansan, split into two battalions and entered Hanyang first, taking control of the entire city.

The next morning, Zuo Menggeng took Kim Sang-heon, Shen Qiyuan and other North Korean officials by boat to the shore north of Yeouido, and set foot on land from here.

The people who were still in Hanyang were all terrified, not knowing how the new army would treat them.

Many people suppressed their fear and stood by the side of the road, waiting for the verdict of fate.

Under heavy protection, Zuo Menggeng's feet finally landed on the ground.

But looking around, Hanyang's appearance is really disappointing.

The capital of the Joseon Dynasty is very simple and dilapidated, and there are low mud houses everywhere.

Except for one main road in the city, which is paved with bluestone, the rest of the roads are dirt roads, and they are uneven.

It just happened that it rained yesterday, and it was muddy and difficult to pass.

Standing on the bank of the Han River, Gyeongbokgung Palace is already in sight.

This is the most magnificent building in Hanyang City, but in terms of scale, it is far inferior to the vassal kings of the Central Plains.

At this time, Hanyang only occupied a small area on the north bank of the Han River. As for the south of the Han River, there were still large tracts of farmland and barren land.

The south of the Yangtze River, which is famous in later generations, is still a forest infested with tigers.

But even in such an unsightly place, when Jin Shangxian, Shen Qiyuan and others landed on the shore, they all had tears in their eyes, feeling overwhelmed.

After all, this is the center of North Korean politics, and whoever occupies it represents the possession of orthodoxy.

From now on they are no longer traitors.It is the master who can decide the destiny of the country.

Impatient, Kim Sang-heon extended the invitation respectfully.

"Your Highness, please enter the city and bring blessings to our Korean people."

Fu Xinyuan personally led the horse, and Zuo Menggeng just crossed it casually and rode on the horse.

But his actions made everyone in North Korea dumbfounded.

horse riding……

They won't!

But Zuo Menggeng, who is the host, has already ridden a horse, what should they do?
Seeing the embarrassment of these people, Zuo Menggeng was very lenient.

"Since you are not good at equestrian skills, you can take a sedan chair."

These words really moved everyone.

According to the etiquette system, when Zuo Menggeng was riding a horse, they were absolutely not qualified to ride in a sedan chair.Otherwise, it is a serious faux pas and will be punished.

But if they cannot take a sedan chair, their only option is to walk.

This place is still far away from Gyeongbokgung Palace, if they really have to walk all the way there, they will have to be exhausted with their frail bodies.

Now with Zuo Menggeng's permission, these Korean scholar-bureaucrats boarded the sedan chair one after another, and followed leisurely behind.

Under the protection of the guards, Zuo Menggeng rode a tall horse, looking extremely majestic.Facing the eyes of fear and reverence of the North Koreans, they walked into Sungnye Gate.

At this time, on both sides of the road, soldiers of the Xia Army stretched all the way, equipped with bayonets on their muskets, staring at all possible changes with piercing eyes, fully demonstrating Xia Guo's illustrious martial arts.

Zuo Menggeng is the only focus.

he came.

He has conquered here.

On this land, he can say the same thing now, and can decide the fate of everyone.

The North Koreans watching the ceremony by the side of the road all looked at him and firmly remembered his appearance in their hearts.

In the impression of the Koreans, the king always sat in a chariot carried by eight people, which was tightly covered, and no common people could spy on it.

It's not at all like the king of the Xia Kingdom, riding on a tall horse, wearing a neat and well-made uniform, and wearing a cloak made of pure black fur.Although powerful and powerful, it also feels very close to people.

Especially after Xia Jun entered the city, Qiu did nothing wrong, and also suppressed the hooligans who took the opportunity to make trouble, which made many North Koreans feel more or less at ease.

There was a sudden change on the road ahead.

Various shouts broke the silence, and it seemed that someone was making a fuss.

Immediately, a group of soldiers rushed over, quickly suppressed the chaos, and escorted a few disheveled scholars towards this side.

Zuo Menggeng didn't care much about this small change.

His eyes were attracted by a strange place.

It was a building with two thick iron gates, and there were about a dozen North Korean soldiers standing at the gate.

These people held guns and knives horizontally, their eyes were piercing, and they looked at everything around them vigilantly.Even in the face of Xia Jun's power, he would not give an inch.

Obviously the whole of Hanyang has been occupied, but these people are still loyally guarding here, which is very strange.

"Where is that?"

Zuo Menggeng asked.

Fu Xinyuan didn't understand the situation, so he invited Jin Shangxian and Shen Qiyuan over, and only then did he know the answer.

"This is the West Ice Bank, where we store ice cubes in North Korea. Every hot summer, the Lord will order the ice bank to be opened, so that the people can get ice from here to cool off, so it is quite popular among the people."

Such a familiar name!

Just when Zuo Menggeng was thinking about where he had heard it from, the scholar who was being escorted by the soldiers had already approached.

Seeing Zuo Menggeng, the person at the front suddenly struggled and shouted loudly.

"Your Highness, with these insects, how can we do well in politics?"

I make up!

This word...

Zuo Menggeng looked at Xibingku again, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

If the man who shouted frantically said that his surname was Jin, Zuo Menggeng didn't mind ordering him to be killed immediately.

Unfortunately, history did not repeat itself.

Seeing the aggrieved scholar, Jin Shangxian's expression was quite complicated.

"Your Highness, this person is Song Shilie, the teacher of Maharaja Fenglin. He has some outrageous remarks when it comes to government affairs. I hope His Highness will carefully observe."

Fenglin Maharaja Li Hao's teacher?

This surprised Zuo Menggeng.

Since it is this identity, why didn't he flee to the north with Li Yu and others, but stayed here?

Seeing that this person was thin, with no strength to restrain a chicken, and no threat at all, Zuo Menggeng felt a little relieved.

"Let him come over."

The soldier obeyed the order and released the man.

Song Shilie was quite excited to regain his freedom, and hurriedly ran to Zuo Menggeng in three steps at a time.

"Your Highness, the chaos in North Korea is inherently worrying about barbarians, but it is rooted in constant party struggle. Everyone here is the source of the chaos. Please also, Your Highness, get rid of these selfish villains and revive our Korean ethos."