Ming Zuo

There is absolutely no nonsense in politics, and every word is full of meaning.

People from the Song family were rejected by Xia Guozhu, and they seemed to have gained something.

"The current situation in North Korea is similar to that of the Imjin Japanese Invasion. But I don't know where we should go to find someone who can turn the tide?"

Jinji thought over and over again, but couldn't find the direction.

No matter what he thinks, he can't think of anyone among the current Korean clan who can be recognized by all factions.

Song Shilie is even more unconstrained.

"The son and the great lord of Fenglin have always been upright, and they even insisted on fighting against the Qing Dynasty to the end. If some means can be used to welcome the return of the two princes, it may be possible to reshape the situation."

Jin Ji and Jin Yu looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this Jing was thinking of something good.

Although Prince Zhaoxian and Lord Fenglin had a tough attitude, they had always advocated resistance to the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

But in any case, they are all Li Zhen's sons.

If these two are brought back to serve as the new monarchs, what about Li Zhen's status?
Wouldn't it be embarrassing for the present to convict him of treason again, disloyal and filial?
If you don't betray him, who should bear the current situation in North Korea?
The two of them knew even more that the reason why Song Shilie mentioned this method was because he was the teacher of Lord Fenglin.

Once the two princes really ascended the throne as kings, then Song Shilie would definitely become the emperor's master in one leap, completely suppressing the others below.

Even if the three of them are from the Song family, they don't want to see Song Shilie dominating.

Not to mention, there is no way to get Prince Zhaoxian and Lord Fenglin back.

Those two princes may not betray Li Zhen either.

What Xia Guo meant was definitely not the same.

Jin Yu looked at Jin Ji and Song Shilie who were in trouble, and vaguely guessed the answer.

But he couldn't say it.

At least not from his mouth.

Because that answer is very scary, and whoever starts it will probably become the target of public criticism.

Even from his own point of view, he was full of worries about that answer.

What was even more puzzling to him was, why did Xia Guo think of this person?

The battle line has been pushed all the way from Busan to Hanyang, and more than half of the country has been recovered.

Although the war is still going on, Hanyang has restored its former calm.And with the participation of Xia Guo, the excitement here is even better, and new things are born every day.

The impoverished and conservative North Koreans have been opened up, and every day feels like a dream.

Jin Qiurong hid in his boudoir, carefully holding the mirror and looking at his appearance.

She never thought that there are such treasures as glass mirrors in the world, which can see people's faces clearly and accurately.

This mirror was a gift from a businessman from the Kingdom of Xia to Jin Zuoming, and each of the female family members of the Jin family had a mirror.

Since childhood, Jin Qiurong has always been praised for her beauty.But how beautiful it is, she is not very clear.

It's just blurred occasionally through the water surface or bronze mirror.

It was only through the glass mirror that she understood how powerful the legendary Xia Kingdom was.

What kind of life do the people there live?

The door of the boudoir was opened, and the youngest sister Jin Qiurou ran in.

"Oni, I heard that an art troupe from Xia Guolai has arrived and will perform in Hanyang. Let's go and see."

Jin Qiurou is only eleven years old, in her cardamom years, carefree and full of vitality.

Compared with him, Jin Qiurong is already sixteen years old.According to her age, she should have been betrothed to someone else long ago.

However, due to the turmoil in North Korea in recent years, their father, Jin Yu, has been busy with state affairs and never cared about it, so she stayed in her boudoir.

As a lady of every family, Jin Qiurong has always kept in mind the admonition of never leaving the door and never leaving the door.Hearing that my sister was going to drag me to play, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Father has just come back and is busy with state affairs. If we go out rashly, he will worry."

Jin Qiurou pursed her mouth and began to act like a baby.

"Everyone has gone! People come and go, it must be okay. Good O'Neill, I heard that there are many good things from the Xia Kingdom for sale over there. Wouldn't it be better for us to buy some and come back to honor our father?"

After hearing this, Jin Qiurong couldn't help but feel moved.

After all, she is still a young girl, just the age full of curiosity about the world.

After thinking about it, she ran outside and found her second brother Jin Youming.

"Ouba, can you take us to see Xia Guo's performance?"

Jin You made it clear that he had already changed his clothes, and smiled upon hearing this.

"I'm about to go. If you want to go together, hurry up."

The two sisters cheered at the same time, immediately began to pack up, and then walked out of the house with Jin Youming.

Today's Hanyang is extremely lively, especially outside the Guanghua Gate.

The goods transported from Xia Kingdom are lined up here, stretching without knowing the boundaries.There are countless things to eat, play and use.

What's more, Xia Guolai's art troupe has already set up a stage here, arousing the curiosity of the Korean people.

North Korea is known as a white-clothed nation, and has always been good at singing and dancing, but I don't know what the Xia people will perform?
Xia Guolai's Art Troupe is actually the Song and Dance Troupe of the Arts Department of the General Political Department of the Xia Army.Li Zhenli personally led the team, and came to North Korea to express condolences to the officers and soldiers of the Xia Army who fought bloody battles.

Their first stop is Hanyang, and then they will go to various front lines.

With the restoration of half of North Korea, all kinds of social life began to return to normal, and the merchants of Xia Kingdom were already ready to move.

Now that they have been completely opened up, they have brought a large amount of goods and poured into this untapped market.

The concept of economic cycle has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Xia Kingdom.

Xia Guo invested a lot of wealth in North Korea for the war.A large part of it has flowed into the hands of North Korean people.

The North Korean people who have become rich will definitely not be satisfied when faced with the barren social status quo.

Xia country merchants who came here with goods at such a time would surely be able to make a lot of money.

And through their business activities, Xia Guo can also collect a considerable amount of business taxes and create more wealth.

It can be said that Xia Guo's investment will never be in vain.

Sure enough, the dazzling array of Xiaguo products greatly satisfied the desire to buy of the wealthy North Korean people.

Major events in life are nothing more than eating and drinking.The products of the Xia Kingdom, which have achieved the ultimate in this aspect, immediately caught the attention of the North Korean people.

In just one morning, the trading volume exceeded [-] taels of silver.

Seeing the data, North Korean officials were all shocked.It was the first time they discovered that people who looked like paupers in their eyes had such great potential.

Also through this incident, they came to realize the necessity of economic development.

Xia Guo's influence has started from a new field.

Sister Jin Qiurong walked with Jin Zuoming in the crowd, but felt that her eyes were not enough.

The embroidered round fans from Suzhou and Hangzhou made them fondle admiringly, the silk from Yangzhou made their hearts throbbing, and the delicacies made by Shandong vendors made them unable to move.

It would be great if it could be like this every day!
The two sisters lost in the hustle and bustle gradually lost their way with the surging crowd.

"oops!"

Jin Qiurou let out a cry of pain and fell directly to the ground.When she raised her head again, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

Opposite her, there was also a guy sitting down, cursing.

"Hey, which bastard doesn't have eyes? You killed me."