Chapter 103: The Night Before the Storm

Kim Chun-yong and Ryu-bwan were colleagues in the army, serving in the North Korean Armed Guard, and they originally belonged to each other. However, now the five armies in Beijing have been compressed into two armies, the Wuwei Army and the Zhuangyu Army, so they can get to know each other.

Today is July 19, 1882.

"Chunyong, I heard that the rice from Jeolla Province arrived in the capital today, and the Seonhui Office finally decided to send us a month's salary. If you delay it any longer, your home will be out of cooking. "Liu Buwan finally didn't have a sad face today.

"Really?" Jin Chunyong was a little incredulous, saying that he hadn't paid his salary for more than a year, but he still smiled and said, "Then let's go quickly!" ”

After receiving the food from the Xuanhui Hall, Jin Chunyong was very happy to go home with the grain bag on his back, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Father, the Xuanhui Hall has sent food!" ”

His father, Jin Changsun, was outside the house, and when he heard this, a pleasant smile appeared on his face. After Jin Chunyong put the grain bag into the kitchen, he sat in the small courtyard with his father and chatted. After talking for a while, someone suddenly shouted in the street.

"Brothers, the Xuanhui Hall has owed us thirteen months' salaries, and it is easy to send the rice down today, but let's see if this is what people eat, there is not much rice, and sand and rice bran account for most of it!"

As soon as he heard this, Jin Chunyong was excited, and immediately got up and rushed into the kitchen, opened his grain bag and looked, sure enough, as the soldiers on the street said, Jin Changsun, who was standing outside the kitchen, also sighed helplessly.

Seeing his father like this, Jin Chunyong's heart was like a knife, and he said angrily: "Father, you wait at home, I'll go to the Xuanhui Hall's capital office to find the treasurer to reason......

Jin Changsun didn't hold it, and his son rushed out.

As soon as the soldiers on the street saw someone taking the lead, they immediately followed Jin Chunyong towards the capital.

"That's too bullying! The Japanese help train the other skilled soldiers, the food and salary are enough, and they eat fragrant food and drink spicy food all day long, so why do we have to eat these brown rice with ginseng sand and chaff! ”

"That's right! Reason with the treasurer! ”

Halfway through, Jin Chunyong met Liu Buwan again, and then met his friends Zheng * Yiji and Jiang Mingjun in the army, and under the leadership of the four of them, most of the soldiers advanced to the capital.

The treasurer didn't take the big-headed soldiers in front of him seriously at all, and no one in the court cared, so he glared and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

Jin Chun said courageously: "We haven't paid for thirteen months, and today we said that we would pay for a month, but do you see that this is what people eat!" ”

As soon as he shouted, the others followed suit.

"That's it! You corrupt officials who have suffered a thousand cuts! Liu Buwan also scolded.

"You still have to rebel!" The treasurer sneered.

Jin Chunyong was also angry at this time, and shouted at the hungry and angry soldiers behind him: "Don't talk nonsense with this dog official, the food and salary in it are ours, they don't give it, we take it ourselves!" ”

The other soldiers were somewhat hesitant about this, but when Liu Buwan, Zheng Yiji, and Jiang Mingjun heard it, they also shouted, "That's it!" We'll take it ourselves! ”

This can be regarded as igniting the blaster, and the dissatisfaction of all the soldiers was instantly ignited, "Let's go, don't worry about these grandsons, let's go in and get the food and go home!" ”

As soon as he saw that the situation was out of control, the already frightened treasury officials immediately fled in a panic and went directly to the Seoul Arrest and Theft Office to report the case. By the time the people from the Raiders Hall arrived at the capital, it was already a mess, the door of the warehouse had been smashed, and the grain inside was empty.

"Can't let them go!" The other treasurers didn't know the others, but Jin Chunyong he recognized, so he took the officers of the robbery hall and went directly to Jin's house to arrest Jin Chunyong, and then arrested Liu Buwan, Zheng * Yiji and Jiang Mingjun. It didn't take long for the verdict to come down, and all four of them opened their knives and beheaded, and the resentment boiled for a while!

Unhyeon Palace is the residence of the king of the Heungxuan Courtyard.

Li Yuying (the fourth tone of Yuxia), born in 1820, the name Shibo, the name Shipo, Haidong Jushi, a native of Seoul, North Korea, the Li family (royal family) in Jeonju, is the biological father of the 26th monarch of the Joseon Dynasty Yi Xi (Gojong of North Korea), and a famous conservative politician in modern Korean history. He was named "Xingxuan Jun" in his early years, and in December 1863, his son Li Xi was promoted to "Xingxuan Dayuan Jun" after his accession to the throne, so he was commonly known as "Dayuan Jun". At that time, he was honored as the "Great Eunuch" or "Guotai Gong". Xingxuan Dayuan Jun has been in charge of the state affairs of North Korea three times, and the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition. The political struggle between him and his daughter-in-law, Concubine Min (Empress Myeongseong), which lasted for more than two decades, also greatly influenced the political situation in Korea at the end of the 19th century.

The eunuch of the North Korean compound was walking around in his study, his brows furrowed, he had heard about what had happened during the day, and immediately seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "Find Qian Xiran." ”

After the family went out, it didn't take long for the retainer Qian Xiran to appear in front of the Xingxuan Courtyard Jun and said respectfully: "My lord, are you looking for me?" ”

"You've heard about the daytime, haven't you?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Then I'll send you to do something!"

When Qian Xiran came to Jin Chunyong's house, it was a night a few days later, Jin Changsun was crying, his son was arrested by the messenger for stealing food, and now the verdict has been issued, and he is sure to die.

"My son will not die for his crimes, what is the reason of heaven!"

"That's what the old man said!"

At this time, Jin Changsun found out that someone from the family was coming and said, "You are ......"

"My name is Qian Xiran, and I am a retainer of the eunuch of the Great Courtyard. Your Excellency now knows about your son's condition, and I have come to greet you. ”

When Jin Changsun heard that he was actually a retainer of Xingxuan Courtyard Jun, he immediately knelt down and said, "My lord, please save my son." The old man burst into tears.

Qian Xiran looked helpless, her eyes were also shining with tears, and she said: "Old man, please forgive me for not being able to catch it, I really can't do anything!" ”

"So my son is hopeless?"

"This ......," Qian Xi said and stopped.

"My lord, if you have a way, please give me some advice!"

Qian Xiran hesitated for a long time before saying, "Old man, now that the imperial court is mediocre and incompetent, it is not worth counting on at all." If you really want to save your son, I think there's only one way! After that, he whispered a few words in Jin Changsun's ear.

After Qian Xiran left, Jin Changsun sat in his own hut, and the oil lamp in the middle was blown by the wind, flickering and dimming, just like the old man's heart at the moment! Then he walked over to the wooden box, opened the lid, and inside it were some of his son's clothes. stroked it lightly a few times, and cried: "Son, being a father will not let you die in vain!" ”

After speaking, he resolutely stood up, put on a piece of clothing and walked out of his small courtyard. He first went to Liubu Wanjia, where Liu Buwan lived with his younger brother Liu Chunwan, and the brothers had a good relationship. Jin Changsun didn't hide it, and directly told his plan, Liu Chunwan was still a little scared, but when he heard that there was the support of Xingxuan Dayuan Jun behind him, he immediately had strength in his heart.

After that, the two began to travel separately, contacting the other soldiers of the Wuwei Army and the Zhuang Imperial Army.

At the North Korean branch of Dashang in Seoul, a soldier of the North Korean Armed Guard suddenly came to look for someone at night, and the insurance team members with guns obviously knew this person, so they put him in the compound.

The general manager of Dashang North Korea's branch is named Kim Zhiying, who is from Andong Kim's family and was one of Wang Yi's original liberal arts students. The person who partnered with him was named Xi Benxiong, one of the forty students of Wang Yi's martial arts school. The two of them can be regarded as veterans in Dashang, and now although they are not as good as Xiang Long, Wu Xiao and others, they are also dominant.

Wang put them in North Korea, which can be regarded as trusting.

Kim Sik-young doesn't have much affection for the country that his ancestors once ruled. Today, he controls big business tentacles that have reached into most of North Korea's economy, and he has opened many businesses throughout North Korea. Like in Mukden, he gave the North Koreans full wages and bonuses, and did not deduct them like the Japanese merchants, plus he gave food and porridge on weekdays, so in the minds of the North Koreans, he had a certain favor towards the big merchants.

The North Korean branch in Seoul is ostensibly a business, but the North Korean authorities know that it is actually a small military camp. He commanded 300 cavalry and 300 horse infantry, and was armed with 30 Bao 1 sniper rifles, 12 Bao 1 general-purpose machine guns, and six Bao 1 mortars, in addition to the standard Bao 1 rifles and Bao 1 carbines.

The person who came tonight is a soldier in the Armed Guards, Park Yongxin. I used to come to the big merchants to get rice, so I got acquainted with the big merchants when I came and went. Although he is still in the Wuwei Army, he is actually doing things for Dashang.

"Manager Jin, Camp Commander Xi!"

Jin Zhiying and Xi Benxiong knew about the trouble that the Wuwei Army made in the capital a few days ago, but after inquiring, there was no follow-up, so the two didn't care.

"What's wrong?" Kim Sik-young said in Korean.

"Jin Chunyong's father and Liu Buwan's younger brother, who made trouble before, jointly signed a joint name tonight, and later found me, and I only found out when they said it. It turned out that Dayuan-kun's retainers had approached them and said that as long as they were willing to rebel, Dayuan-kun would support them! ”

"Is there such a thing!?"

"Not really! It is said that nearly 10,000 people have been contacted, and I am afraid that we may have to do it tonight at the latest! ”

"You're doing a great job, intelligence matters! Come on, give Yongxin two hundred merchant silver dollars! Kim Sik Young patted Park Yong-shin on the shoulder.

As soon as he heard that he was giving money, Park Yongxin pretended to excuse himself a few times, but finally accepted it and left with a smile on his face.

Xi Benxiong had already sent a telegram to the 3rd Infantry Division stationed in Andong, and at the same time sent a telegram to the headquarters.

When there was no reply from the headquarters, the two discussed, and all the team members gathered and entered a state of combat readiness.

Tonight seems to be calm at all times, and not at all. The anger spread among the families of the Armed Guards and the Zhuangyu Army, and they were like tinder, already flashing from time to time with an eruption of light. At the same time, there is also a conspirator planning in his own study, seeing how he can extract the greatest political benefits from the rebellion he directed, so as to end the political dispute between himself and his daughter-in-law for more than 20 years. And other more high-level North Korean leaders are still drunk and dreaming of death, singing songs night and night, unaware that death is coming.