Chapter 202 Silla Visitor, Park Kyung-hui

Fu Cunxian frowned, and said: "The lord must not be on guard, although most of the 300,000 troops of the bow descendants are miscellaneous soldiers. But have to be careful of the Goguryeo. North Korea is mountainous, and except for a few coastal areas where there are so-called larger plains, there are mountains and forests everywhere. Goguryeo is also estimated to be familiar with running in the mountains and forests and hunting animals. It is necessary to strictly prevent the mail of the bow descendants, drag the army into the mountains and forests, and constantly harass them, even if the general has an army of 100,000, I am afraid that he is only the second emperor of Sui Yang! ”

Li Cunhuan's heart was awe-struck when he heard this, he was indeed too arrogant just now, nodded to Fu Cunzhen and said: "Dexiang, be blunt, Sha Cunke took twenty deep-sea pearls from the treasury and rewarded Fu Cunxian!" ”

"Yes!" Sha Yuke, who was guarding Li Cunhuan outside the door, hurriedly bowed down and answered.

"General Xie's reward!" Fu Cunzhen is more happy, everyone likes a lord who follows the advice, and such a person can make fewer mistakes. In fact, the power of one person is not afraid, but the power of a group of people is terrible.

"Tell Lu Long's side to step up the deployment of troops! Dexiang is not wrong, there are indeed fewer soldiers and horses now, but there are 20,000 horses, and there are other cities to garrison, I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome. Li Cunhuan said with a slight frown.

"Yes, General!" Feng Dao responded that Han Yanhui stayed in Yalu Prefecture to deal with things, and he replaced Feng Dao and became Li Cunhuan's secretary.

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In the blink of an eye, it is January, the snow is beginning to melt, and the scorching heat is that the sun has begun to haunt the earth frequently, and the sun is on people, and there is a warm feeling that makes people want to moan comfortably.

After a long journey, Park Jinghui looked up at the top of the city gate in front of him. The two big characters written in Lishu caught Park Jinghui's eyes. "Pyongyang", a city that was once Silla.

Park Jinghui couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in his heart, but soon he understood that now was not the time for him to be sad, he walked to the city gate, and a team of Tang troops was guarding the city gate. Their bodies stood as straight as spears in their hands, and the swordsmen at their waists were questioning the people from time to time, but there was no large-scale inspection. In Park Jinghui's opinion, this is the strangest thing, you must know that the city gate is an official, and the biggest oil and water is this random inspection.

Not to mention extortion, a city gate official with a little ability can calmly put a little precious thing in your baggage into his arms. And even if you know, there is no evidence, and in the end you have to swallow your anger. And those caravans, who will not carry private goods, when the time comes, it will be a small fortune.

However, these soldiers only charge a penny of low entry tax into the city, and slowly Park Jinghui also saw the way out, because the soldiers at the city gate don't care about those caravans, and the flow of people at the city gate is dredged quickly, but don't just think that Li Cunhuan is an idiot. In the wide area behind the city gates, more than a dozen officials and more than a dozen soldiers who maintained order collected taxes in the rear. What's more important is to give Park Kyung-hui a special feeling.

On the bulletin board on one side, there is a tax notice pasted on it, which lists goods as four categories, luxury goods, heavy tax, and ordinary goods, general tax. Goods with special needs are exempt from duty, such as food, hemostatic medicines, etc. There is also the last category of contraband, which will be automatically handed over to those who come to Pyongyang without knowing it, and will be purchased at 50% of the market price, and once it is found that the private possession is entrained, they will be severely fined and confiscated.

Although there is some irrationality here, for example, if someone really does not know, he will lose money if he brings contraband, iron, bronze, weapons, wound medicine, etc. to Pyongyang and sells them at 50% of the market price. However, what touched Park Kyung-hui the most was that there were laws for all actions, unlike Silla, where many laws were not clear, and the language of the nobility was the law.

"Ancient Great Qin!" Park Jinghui couldn't help muttering.

Soon, Park Jinghui finished the inspection and walked into Pyongyang City, Park Jinghui originally thought that it was a town that was panicked and even deserted as if it had been a barren year. As the son-in-law of King Silla and the current brother-in-law of King Silla, Park Kyung-hui has seen many wars and even personally led troops to quell some small rebellions.

He understood what it would be like when a city was breached, even when the commander ordered it to be forbidden. But as a victor's soldier, there may have been full compliance with the commander-in-chief's orders. It's like throwing a weasel into a chicken coop and trying to keep the weasel from eating it is even more difficult than encountering an atomic bomb on the street.

However, with the commander's order, the soldiers will be a little more restrained. But they will still take away the expensive items from the people's homes and extort the wealth of the big ones, but it is only a matter of how much to take and how much to extort. And this situation is generally maintained until the army leaves. And the commander generally turns a blind eye to the small movements of the soldiers under him. After all, those soldiers are working for them, and you don't have to be too harsh, otherwise will anyone die for you in the future?

However, what Park Jinghui saw was different, there was occasionally a group of soldiers with spears walking by on the street, they were in pairs, and the people who walked by were not afraid, but they were a little in awe and slightly staggered half of their bodies to make way, and they were not afraid that Park Jinghui would not be able to dodge. Not to mention that as Park Jinghui thought, those soldiers went into the shops along the way to extort money.

Park Kyung-hui even saw a scene that made him wonder if he was dreaming, a soldier actually bought something from a vendor, and there was no fear in looking at the hawker's appearance. arguing with the soldier about the price of this product, all of this is so incredible in Park Jinghui's opinion.

Park Kyung-hui decided to go to Lee Cun-hwan later, and he walked into a teahouse next to him, which was the best place to spread and find out the news. "Xiao Er, bring me two pastries, well, another pot of black tea!"

"Okay! Guest, please wait! The shopkeeper pulled the white towel off his shoulder, wiped the table that Park Jinghui was about to sit on, and replied loudly.

The black tea and pastries were quickly brought up by the shopkeeper, and Park Jinghui poured himself a cup of black tea and ate the snacks slowly, but his ears were pricked up. Soon he got the news he wanted.

"Brother Jing, why did you get into the city? Aren't you afraid that the Tang Army robbed you of those few animal skins? A voice with an obvious mocking tone sounded behind Park Jinghui.

ps: Mu Mu's wound has been much better, two have been closed, but the other jagged wound is a bit big, and it hasn't closed yet, but Mu Mu has been able to barely use the four fingers of his right hand to code words, two more today, I'm afraid it will take two days to make up for the two more that I owe.

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