Text Text_Chapter 1481 He can only die in my hands
Seoul.
The capital of South Korea.
Of course, it has now been renamed Seoul.
But many people still habitually call it Seoul.
The origin of Seoul can be traced back to the Han Dynasty.
After Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty destroyed Wei's Joseon, in the third year of Yuanfeng, that is, in 108 B.C., Jinban County was established here, which was once the capital of the Baekje Kingdom, and was called the Comfort City and Hansan City.
According to historical records, the king of Baekje "built a city with earth, and made pavilions and pavilions, all of which were magnificent."
Later, after the fall of Baekje, Seoul was occupied by Silla, and the name was changed to Hanyang-gun.
In the seventeenth year of King Hyundeok of Silla, Kim Heon-chang, the son of Kim Ju-won-jako, the king of Mingju County, plotted rebellion and wanted to establish the capital in Hanyang.
During the Goryeo period, because the Han Dynasty was located in the heart of the Korean Peninsula and close to the Han River, it was the lifeblood of the country, so it was also named one of the "Little Three Gyols" in addition to Wangjing (Kaijing).
After Yi Sung-gye established the Joseon Dynasty, he felt that the royal spirit of Wangjing in Goryeo, which is now Kaesong, was already very weak, so Kwon Chung-hwa, Chung Do-chuan and others chose the best place to build a new capital in Hanyang, north of the Han River, in 1392.
Surrounded by mountains and waters, there are Bukhansan Mountain and Bukakksan Mountain in the north, Naksan Mountain and Yongma Mountain in the east, Inwangsan Mountain in the west, Namsan Mountain and Gwanaksan Mountain south of the Hangang River in the south, and the Hanjiang River surrounds the south of the city from east to west.
So in 1394, Li Chenggui moved the capital from Kaijing and officially named it Seoul.
The Han Dynasty was not called Seoul, but was changed to Seoul in 1948, when South Korea changed its name to Seoul in order to completely shake off the influence of Han culture.
Seoul is also the only city on the entire peninsula that does not have a Chinese name.
However, the official name of Seoul was officially announced to the world in January 2005.
As for why it took so many years to officially announce the name of Seoul, it was because the South Korean authorities had to wait for the old people who admired Han culture to die, and no one objected to the name Seoul.
Seoul is one of the most densely populated cities in the world, accounting for 21% of the country's GDP, despite only 0.6% of the country's land area.
It is also one of the world's top 10 financial centers, an important economic center in the world, and the consumer price index ranks fifth in the world.
It is also a highly digitized city, ranking first in the world in terms of internet speed and digital opportunity index.
When it comes to the cost of living, it ranks third highest in Asia.
When it comes to Seoul, we have to mention a paragraph.
It is said that a few years ago, after an ordinary Chinese old man went to Seoul, he looked at the surrounding environment and sighed as soon as he got off the plane, shaking his head and sighing.
A beautiful artificial beauty at the airport asked with a sense of superiority, "Old man, are you coming to Seoul for the first time?" Look at the turtle on your face. Live well, wait until you live long enough, maybe you can wait until there are such big cities in China. β
The old man replied, "This is my second coming." β
The artificial beauty was a little surprised, and looked the old man up and down: "Are you bragging?" Can you afford a plane ticket? β
The old man smiled faintly: "The first time I came, it was in the fifties of the last century, and I came in a tank. At that time, it was not called Seoul, it was called Seoul. β
Yue Qingke had also heard of this joke.
In fact, he knows very well that this paragraph is not a joke, but a fact.
But every time he thinks of this joke, he laughs happily.
Just a little bit of a laugh.
Nothing else.
Now, when he sat in a cafΓ© in Seoul with a very stylish decoration, thought of this joke again, and laughed again, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
Yes.
He admits that Seoul is more prosperous than most cities in the country, and it is more upscale.
It's like he admits that he's not a good guy β but that doesn't stop him from that, and in his cafΓ© in Seoul, he thinks of the time when the volunteers once drove tanks to rumble over the land, and his superiority and pride index as a descendant of Yan and Huang skyrocketed.
It was as if a voice echoed in his ears: "This place, we have been here, we have conquered." β
In an instant, his blood was boiling, and he just wanted to pick up the coffee cup as a wine glass, pay tribute to the heroic spirits in the sky that have never dispersed, and say to them - take care!
Who stipulates that a bad person cannot love his motherland and be proud because he is a descendant of Yan and Huang?
Everything, anyone, has two sides to it.
Especially people.
In this life, no matter how good a person is, there are times when he does bad things.
Just like no matter how bad a person is, there is also a moment when the sense of justice is surging.
Now Yue Qingke is undoubtedly at this moment.
Although he came to Seoul secretly this time and did something harmful to China and ashamed of the heroic souls who died on this land decades ago, it really did not prevent him from picking up his coffee cup, looking in the direction of the motherland, and saying softly: "Respect you, take care." β
As he spoke, he tilted the cup slowly.
The coffee slowly spilled on the white floor, like clusters of brown spring flowers blooming in the snow.
When the last brown spring flower bloomed, a woman's voice with a strong sense of charm chuckled from behind Yue Qingke: "Hehe, you deserve to be a rich man." This cup of coffee is enough for the living expenses of an ordinary family for a day, right? And so it was sprinkled on the ground. What a waste. β
"If I can let those martyrs who died on this land half a century ago hear my sincere gratitude, even if it is to pay tribute to them with my blood, I will not hesitate at all. What's a cup of coffee? β
Yue Qingke said lightly and turned around.
Then, he saw the Indian beauty with a plump body and a spring water flowing in her eyes.
It was the first time he had seen the Bodhisattva.
Like all men who see the Bodhisattva for the first time, at the first sight of her, adrenal hormones begin to secrete violently.
Of course, this is related to the fact that the Bodhisattva Man deliberately raised his hand and gently pulled the hair of his sideburns, implying the movements of the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance.
When the Bodhisattva Man performed the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance, even a bull-coaxing character like Lao Hu almost fell into it, let alone Yue Qingke?
"Do you want me?"
The Bodhisattva deliberately twisted his slender waist like a wicker blown by the wind, more like a beautiful snake walking upright, and walked up to Yue Qingke, the bright red fragrant tongue spit out from between the jade teeth, and when it swept down on the upper lip, there was a charming aroma, which quickly permeated this box.
"Yes."
Yue Qingke's eyes, which were still very clear just now, suddenly had the element of dementia, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down, allowing the Bodhisattva's fingers to slowly roam on his cheeks, just staring at her eyes, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
"What do you want from me?"
The Bodhisattva was like a ghost walking silently, his heels twisted slightly, turned to Yue Qingke's back, and then hooked his neck with both hands, his chest was so full that it was exaggerated, and when he rubbed his back up and down, he already made a nasal sound as if he was crying.
Yue Qingke saw that he had walked into a palace.
The color of the palace is mainly pink, and there is a light pink veil hanging everywhere.
Light yarn is windless and automatic.
It was obviously empty, but he heard the moans of many women, biting their lips and moaning as they fought against men.
A light veil gently hit him in the face.
After he subconsciously raised his hand to take it away, he saw a group of beauties in pink palace clothes, with plump physiques, snow skin, jade and breasts exposed, holding the pipa in their arms, dancing with the melody that sounded.
A stunningly beautiful, absolutely sexy beauty, surrounded by these palace beauties like the stars holding the moon.
There is no doubt that this beauty is the leader of many beauties, and she is also an Oiran.
Yue Qingke looked at the Oiran stupidly, and felt that the fire in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he just wanted to pounce on itβbut a palace beauty came first, fluttering into his arms like a feather, holding his chin high, stretching out a snake-like fragrant tongue, and when he licked his chest, his shoulders couldn't help shaking, and the dazzling clouds on his body fell to his feet.
shows a sexy and delicate body that Yue Qingke has never dreamed of.
The beautiful woman laughed and began to give him a wide coat.
Then, Yue Qingke hugged the beauty from behind and moved unwillingly-
When there was a sound, it came from the sky very suddenly, making Yue Qingke instinctively stunned.
What kind of palace, more than a dozen beauties in palace costumes dancing enchantingly, beauties who were hugged by him and sprinted forward violently under his crotch, or something, are gone.
He was still in the cafΓ© box, hugging a chair - the sound of a coffee cup being crouched on the table.
Illusion!
Yue Qingke suddenly sobered up, Huo Ran looked up, and saw the Bodhisattva Man sitting on the chair next to him, looking at him with a smile.
Although it was an illusion, the aroma that fascinated Yue Qingke was really around the tip of his nose.
He quickly raised his hand, slapped it in front of his nose a few times, quickly stepped back against the door panel of the box, copied his right hand into his pocket, and stared at the woman.
In his pocket, there was a small Browning pistol, made of special plastic, including bullets.
Such a pistol can evade the security check at the airport.
After grabbing the handle of the gun, Yue Qingke's heart immediately made up his mind, pointed the muzzle of the gun at her through his pants, and asked slowly, "Who are you?" Is this aroma poisonous? β
If you weren't worried that the aroma was poisonous, she might need to provide an antidote, Yue Qingke didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, and he would have pulled the trigger a long time ago.
"Don't worry, the aroma isn't poisonous. It's just my special body fragrance. β
The Bodhisattva's eyes flowed, swept from the pocket of Yue Qingke's pants, and still said with a smile: "I don't plan to harm you, the scene just now can be regarded as a meeting gift, so that you can enjoy the wonders of the Heavenly Demon Dance." If I hurt you, why wait until you come to South Korea? And I've made it clear enough to you, we're allies. I took the initiative to find you, just to get your cooperation and help me take out the common enemy. β
"Heavenly Demon Dance? Just now, was it the legendary Heavenly Demon Dance? β
Staring at Bodhisattva Man, after another moment, after making sure that she was indeed not hostile, Yue Qingke believed what she said, and took out his right hand from his pocket: "Who are you, where are you from, how do you know who my enemy is?" β
"Can I not answer?"
"Nope."
Yue Qingke categorically vetoed: "I never make allies with people I don't know." β
"Alas. Well, then I'll tell you. My name is Bodhisattva Man, and I am from Tianzhumen, India. You've probably never heard of Tianzhumen, but it doesn't matter. β
The Bodhisattva sighed faintly and continued, "The important thing is that I know that you want to kill Li Nannan in your dreams. But you can't kill him. β
"Why?"
Yue Qingke was a little confused: "You contacted me, and just now you said that Li Nannan is our common enemy, why don't you allow me to kill him?" β
"Because, he can only die at my hands."
The Bodhisattva lightly opened his lips and replied lightly.