In today's East Asian pattern, North Korea has always been a very special existence, and its geographical location determines that they do not have too much room for expansion, but are subject to strong pressure from the outside world all year round, which will affect the domestic political ecology.

Just like this time Kim Se-jun's envoy, on the surface, it was because the Korean monarchs and ministers were unwilling to be suppressed by the Qing court, but in fact it also reflected the results of the confrontation between the two forces in the Korean political arena. The result of the confrontation between the two sides began with one thing - the era name used for the Korean New Year festival.

On the surface, this is just a trivial matter, but behind it it represents the mentality of the upper and lower monarchs and ministers of Korea, especially in the attitude towards the Manchus, which has always been relatively exclusive and fearful, which is reflected in the era name used.

As early as the Wanli period, the Japanese invasion of Korea, which opened the battle of the Imjin War, and in this battle, the Ming court reached out to save Korea, which was unanimously grateful to the monarchs and ministers of Korea, and then at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Qing court was powerful, and Huang Taiji led the army to surrender Korea, but Korea has always secretly insisted on using the Chongzhen year name.

However, after the Qing court swept the north and south of the river, it repeatedly exerted pressure on North Korea, and North Korea at that time had no choice but to choose to use the Qing era name in most public places.

At this time, what era name to use is, to some extent, a bellwether for North Korean politics.

Therefore, after the Northern Expedition of the Fu Han Army successfully captured Zhili, the Korean monarchs and ministers who got the news were a little impatient, and they were ready to send envoys to Jingshi, so as to completely get rid of the control of the Qing court, and Jin Shijun was the representative of the Korean mission.

Everyone talked about the rise, but they praised Jin Shijun, and Jin Shijun himself was quite complacent, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, as long as we can successfully return to the Great Chu Sect system this time, naturally we don't have to be afraid of the Qing Tartars, and in the future, Cui Lingxiang will also praise our achievements!" "The so-called Choi Lingxiang is now Choi Quei, the leader of the DPRK.

Liu Zhenglie also had a smile on his face, "My lord has the support of Lord Jin Yijing, and with the credit of this time, I am afraid that I will soon be valued by the prime minister, and when the time comes, I will be able to follow the adult and get together with the light!" ”

With a somewhat smug smile on his face, Kim Sejun glanced at Park Yunxi seemingly inadvertently, and said softly: "As long as you can follow me, your future will naturally be indispensable....... If you think you are smart, you are only afraid of the fate of Jin Changji, and it will not be far away. ”

Park Yun-hee's face was slightly gloomy, how could he not understand who Kim Se-joon was talking about, as for Kim Chang-ji, the former leader who died in the tragic change two years ago, the malice in his words was vividly expressed.

The rest of the people hurriedly knelt on the deck of the cabin, with a somewhat respectful look on their faces, and said in a loud voice: "What the lord said, we naturally understand. ”

While some people were talking, they also peeked at Park Yunxi, with a little pity on their faces, if they offended Lord Kim Se-jun, they were afraid that they would be dead when they went back.

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On the tenth day of the first month, the capital has recovered some popularity, especially the warm sun in early spring shines on the snow, and the slight warmth takes away a little chill in people's hearts, so that many people begin to walk out of their homes, looking at the Beijing division that has changed greatly, and can't help but be slightly stunned.

It turned out that there were already many soldiers of the Fu Han Army on the streets, and those soldiers who looked fierce and vicious, did not hold knives and guns in their hands, but only a pair of scissors, and in front of them were two large baskets, one of which contained black braids, and the other basket contained incense steamed buns.

"Old and young masters, one braid, two steamed buns! Fragrant steamed buns! ”

A second lieutenant of the Fu Han Army stood in front of the basket, holding a big horn in his hand, and shouted loudly, but it attracted the attention of many people.

What? When can you change your braids into steamed buns? Or is it such a fragrant steamed bun?

All of a sudden, many people were attracted, and they looked at the baskets of steamed buns, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva secretly.

Since the Northern Expedition of the Fu Han Army, the people of the capital have not had a real full meal, all the food has been given priority to the Eight Banners Army, and even some green battalions have no food to pay, so that many people have not been able to hinder the past, starving to death at home, and there are not a few such tragic situations.

Even though it is still the New Year, for many people, there is not the slightest joy, because in the past time, their memories are only hunger and death.

Huang Laosan was originally a dilapidated settlement in the capital, before he came to the Han army, the home can be called a real hell on earth, in just one month, the family of six people starved to death for three, leaving only him and his two young brothers, in the case of the last bit of food in the family, had to come out to find a stutter.

"My lord, can this braid really be exchanged for money?"

"I can change it, and my head sticks out!"

Huang Laosan looked at the cold and shining scissors, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but he smelled the fragrance of the steamed bun again, and immediately stretched his head over.

Die and die! Anyway, it's not a taste to be alive these days!

However, the second lieutenant of the Fu Han Army could only grab his braid with his hand, and then the big scissors clicked hard, and he grabbed two steamed buns from the basket and stuffed them into Huang Laosan's hands.

"Eat! If your family members have braids, you can also bring them over to get steamed buns! ”

The second lieutenant looked at the down-and-out Huang Laosan with a smile, maybe the more people like this, the better it would be for him.

Huang Laosan bit down the steamed bun hard, but he didn't even sing the fragrance of the steamed bun carefully, so he swallowed it in three or two bites, and in the end he even wanted to bite off his fingers, but he didn't eat another steamed bun, but tried not to look at it, and ran towards home.

After a while, the streets were already crowded with people, and the big guys all flocked to the street after hearing the news of exchanging braids for steamed buns, thinking that they could exchange two steamed buns.

Huang Laosan also took his two younger brothers and lined up at the back of the long line, and the two little guys held half of the steamed buns in their hands, eating them in a big gulp, while looking at the steamed bun basket in the distance.

Everyone's faces are full of desire to survive, and they know in their hearts that in the face of troubled times, everything is empty, except for steamed buns, which are the real thing.

Just when the vigorous braids for steamed buns were launched in the capital, in the prisoner of war camp outside the capital, a large number of prisoners of war of the Eight Banners squatted on the ground, their faces were full of confusion, the failure of the previous war, almost everyone lost confidence in the future.

Emperor Yongzheng is dead! They have no hope!

After the Battle of Bali Bridge, the Fu Han army captured more than 30,000 Eight Banner soldiers, who were distinguished according to their status and rank, and locked up in dozens of temporary prisoner of war camps outside the city, and almost every prisoner of war camp was guarded by an infantry battalion of the Fu Han army, which can be said to be impenetrable.

These prisoners of war had been held in the camp for more than ten days, and they had no other supplies except the most basic food and water every day, and they even had to participate in certain labor, such as repairing the city walls, carrying stones, etc., and many of them even died of exhaustion.

However, for the captives here, they are lucky enough for now, because those who are not lucky enough have already died on the battlefield and will be fertile dirt for the next year.

Of course, there are also many people who are bent on dying, they are all high-level officials in the Eight Banners, including high-ranking officials in the Eight Banners of Manmeng, as well as officials at all levels in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, since they were captured, they understand their environment, and such a day is better for them to die!

Without a title, without a field, without slaves and maids, and even with his own family, he had to be sent to dig stones, and this kind of hard life would last a lifetime....... It's chilling to think about, it's better to die than to live like this.

Just when everyone felt that the future was bleak, several people walked in outside the prisoner of war camp, including neatly dressed officers of the Fu Han Army and Ning Chu officials in official uniforms.

"Your Majesty's order, we have already received it, so naturally we should fully cooperate with you. However, you still have to go through the relevant procedures, and you must understand this. ”

Colonel Meng Xiangen, as the person in charge of the No. 1 prisoner of war camp, walked towards the front with a few people as the protagonist, with a somewhat symbolic smile on his face.

"Understand, understand, the military and the people are a family, and the work of the army, we must fully support it!"

The Ning Chu official wearing an official uniform was surnamed Zhai Mingli, and he smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "Colonel Meng, don't worry, our labor department is quite skilled in receiving prisoners of war, and related disciplinary problems will never be committed." ”

Meng Xiangen nodded, of course he knew the intentions of these officials, in fact, it was very simple, mainly responsible for packaging and selling prisoners of war in various prisoner of war camps to major mines, and the profits made in the process would be shared with the Privy Council, that is, it would become part of the military spending.

Almost everyone prefers the current model to the result of shooting the prisoners of war, especially since the Industry 2.0 plan of Ningchu started the war, and the large-scale construction mode has begun everywhere in the south, and the demand for manpower is almost sky-high, and everyone who comes does not refuse.

For those mines that eat people and don't spit out bones, as well as cargo terminals, it is almost a norm to exhaust people, after all, compared to the huge profits earned, human life is only worth a few dollars?

In this case, the cost of manpower is also rising rapidly, but the key is that the Ningchu Labor Department has put forward a number of protection requirements for workers, that is, a formal labor contract must be signed, and the legitimate rights of the people must also be protected.

For those consortia, this is a difficult thing to accept, so they prefer a special kind of labor - that is, prisoners of war - to the regular labor they seek from the common people, because prisoners of war do not enjoy the protection of the labor department, nor do they need to pay any wages, they are like tools, they are sold by the Privy Council at a fixed price, as for how to use after the sale, it is the business of the consortium itself.

Therefore, the use of prisoners of war was a lucrative business, and almost all the consortia began to seek cooperation with the Privy Council, which of course was not carried out directly, but through the labor department under the Executive Yuan, and these prisoners of war would become part of the mines as special service laborers.

Meng Xiangen knew a lot about this, and he was naturally happy to see it happen, and said softly: "Director Zhai, the prisoners of war in Camp A are very special, and they are the ....... who have been specially cared for above" As he spoke, he gestured with his finger to the shape of the handcuffs, and then said with a wry smile: "Originally, they would all be executed in the fastest time, but now the Privy Council really wants to make a lot of money........