Cutting 1719

Chapter 494 Special Execution
Under the current East Asian pattern, North Korea has always been a very special existence. Its geographical location determines that they do not have too much room for expansion. Instead, they are under strong pressure from the outside all the year round, which in turn will affect domestic politics. ecology.

Just like this time, Jin Shijun's mission, on the surface, was the result of the North Korean monarchs and ministers' reluctance to be suppressed by the Qing court. In fact, it also reflected the result of the confrontation between the two forces in the North Korean political arena.The result of the confrontation between the two sides began with one thing-the year name used for the Joseon New Year's festival.

On the surface, this is just a trivial matter, but behind it represents the mentality of the Korean monarchs and ministers, especially when it comes to the attitude towards the Manchus. superior.

As early as the Wanli period, Japan invaded North Korea, which opened the Imjin Japanese Invasion War. In this battle, the Ming court extended a helping hand to save North Korea. At that time, the Qing court was powerful, and Huang Taiji led a large army to surrender to North Korea, but North Korea had always secretly insisted on using the reign name of Chongzhen.

However, after the Qing court swept across the country, it repeatedly exerted pressure on North Korea. At that time, North Korea had no choice but to choose to use the Qing Dynasty in most public places.

At this time, what era name is used, to some extent, represents the weathervane of North Korea's political arena.

Therefore, after the Northern Expedition of the Fuhan Army successfully captured Zhili, the North Korean monarchs and ministers who got the news couldn't bear it anymore. They planned to send envoys to the capital to completely get rid of the control of the Qing court, and Jin Shijun was the North Korean mission representatives.

Everyone talked about the rise, but they praised Jin Shijun, and Jin Shijun himself was quite complacent, and said loudly: "Masters, as long as we can successfully belong to the Great Chu clan and vassal system this time, naturally we don't have to be afraid of the Qing dynasty." , Prime Minister Choi will also praise our achievements in the future!" The so-called Prime Minister Choi is Cui Kuirui, the current leader of the North Korean government.

Liu Zhenglie also had a smile on his face, "My lord has the support of Mr. Jin Yijing, and with the contribution made this time, I'm afraid that he will soon be valued by the Prime Minister. When the time comes, I will be able to follow my lord, Let's shine together!"

With a somewhat smug smile on his face, Jin Shijun glanced at Park Yunxi casually, and said softly: "As long as you can follow me, your future will naturally be indispensable. It’s not far away.”

Park Yunxi's face darkened slightly. How could he not understand who Jin Shijun was talking about? As for Jin Changji, the former leader who died in the tragic accident two years ago, the malice in his words was vividly displayed.

The rest of the people hurriedly fell on the deck of the cabin, with somewhat respectful expressions on their faces, and said loudly: "I will naturally understand what your lord said."

While talking, some people secretly looked at Park Yunxi with a look of pity on their faces. If they offended Mr. Jin Shijun, they might die after returning.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the popularity of residents in the capital recovered somewhat, especially when the warm sun in early spring shone on the snow. The capital, who has changed drastically now, couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

It turns out that there have been many soldiers of the Fuhan Army on the streets. Those soldiers who looked fierce did not hold knives or guns in their hands, but only a pair of scissors. There were two big baskets in front of them. One of them was One basket contained black braids, and the other basket contained fragrant steamed buns.

"Gentlemen, one braid, two steamed buns! Delicious big steamed buns!"

A second lieutenant of the Fuhan Army stood in front of the basket, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, shouting loudly, but it attracted the attention of many people.

What?When can braids be replaced with steamed buns?Still such a fragrant steamed bun?
All of a sudden, quite a few people were attracted. Looking at the piles of steamed buns, they couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva secretly.

Since the Northern Expedition of the Fuhan Army, the people in the capital have not had a real full meal. All food has been given priority to the Eight Banners Army, and even some green camps have no food to pay, so that many people have no food. Being able to get in the way of the past and starving to death at home, such tragic situations are by no means rare.

Even though it is still the new year, for more people, there is no joy at all, because in the past period of time, their memories only include hunger and death.

Huang Laosan was originally a shabby household in the capital. Before the Fuhan army came, his home was a real hell on earth. In just one month, three of the six members of his family starved to death. The rest of him and his two young brothers had to go out to find a stutter when the last bit of food was eaten at home.

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

"It can be changed, head over here!"

Looking at the gleaming scissors, Huang Laosan couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, but he smelled the aroma of the steamed buns again, and immediately heaved his heart and stretched his head over.

Die and die!Anyway, it's no fun to live these days!
However, the Second Lieutenant of the Fuhan Army could only grab his braid with his hands, and then clicked down with the big scissors, grabbed two steamed buns from the basket and stuffed them in Huang Laosan's hands.

"Eat it! If the family has braids, you can also bring them over to get steamed buns!"

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

Huang Laosan bit down the steamed buns hard, but he didn't even sing the aroma of the steamed buns carefully, so he swallowed them into his stomach in two or three bites. In the end, he even wanted to bite off his own fingers, but he didn't eat anything else. A steamed bun, but try not to look at it, and ran towards the house.

After a while, the streets were already crowded with people. After hearing the news of exchanging braids for steamed buns, everyone flocked to the street, hoping to exchange for two steamed buns.

Huang Laosan also took his two younger brothers and stood behind the long line. The two little guys held half of steamed buns in their hands, and while they were eating, they looked at the baskets of steamed buns in the distance.

Everyone's face is full of longing for survival, and they understand in their hearts that in the face of troubled times, everything is empty, only steamed buns are the real thing.

When the activity of exchanging braids for steamed buns started in the capital city, in the prisoner-of-war camp outside the capital city, a large number of Eight Banners prisoners of war squatted on the ground, their faces were full of confusion. People have lost confidence in the future.

Emperor Yongzheng is dead!They have no more hope!

After the end of the Battle of Baliqiao, the Fuhan Army captured more than 3 Eight Banners soldiers. They were separated according to their status and rank, and they were locked in dozens of temporary prisoner-of-war camps outside the city. And almost every prisoner-of-war camp has an infantry battalion of the Fuhan Army guarding it, which can be said to be airtight.

These prisoners of war have been held in the prisoner-of-war camp for more than ten days. Apart from the most basic food and water, there is no other supply every day. They even need to participate in certain labor, such as repairing the city wall, carrying Stones and other activities, even many people are dying of exhaustion.

However, for the captives here, they are already considered lucky enough, because those who are not lucky have already died on the battlefield, and will become fertile soil in the coming year.

Of course, there are also many people who want to die. They are all high-level officials in the Eight Banners, including high-ranking officials in the Eight Banners of Manchuria and officials at all levels in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty. Since they were captured, they have understood the environment they are in. , and such a day, for them, it is better to die!
Without titles, fields, and servants, even I and my family have to be sent to dig stones. This kind of hard life will last for a lifetime. It makes people shudder to think about it. A life like this is not as good as I'd rather die.

When everyone felt that the future was gloomy, several people walked in from outside the prisoner-of-war camp. Among them were neatly dressed Fuhan Army officers and Ningchu officials in official uniforms.

"We have received His Majesty's order, so naturally we will fully cooperate with you. However, the relevant procedures still need to go through, and you must understand this."

Colonel Meng Xiangen, as the person in charge of the No. [-] Prisoner-of-War Camp, led several people forward as the protagonist, with a somewhat symbolic smile on his face.

"Understood, understood, military and civilian families, we must fully support the work of the military!"

The Ningchu official in official uniform, surnamed Zhai Mingli, smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Don't worry, Colonel Meng, our Labor Department is quite proficient at receiving prisoners of war, and we will never commit any disciplinary problems."

Meng Xiangen nodded. Of course he knew the purpose of these officials. In fact, it was very simple. He was mainly responsible for packing and selling the prisoners in the various prisoner-of-war camps to the major mines for use. The profits obtained in this process would be shared with the Privy Council. , that is to say, it will become part of the military expenditure.

Compared with the result of shooting the prisoners of war, almost everyone prefers the current model, especially since the Industry 1.0 plan started by Ningchu, the large-scale construction model has started everywhere in the south, and the demand for manpower is almost sky-high. Quantity, all comers.

For those mines and freight terminals that eat people without spitting out their bones, it is almost a norm to exhaust people. After all, compared to the huge profits earned, how much is a human life worth?

Under such circumstances, the cost of manpower is also rising rapidly, but the key is that the Ningchu Labor Office has put forward corresponding protection requirements for workers, that is, a formal labor contract must be signed, and the legitimate rights of the people must be protected. If a registered worker dies due to labor, a large amount of compensation will be allocated from the security deposit to his family.

For those consortiums, this is a difficult thing to accept, so they prefer a special kind of labor——prisoners of war, because they do not enjoy labor They are like tools, and are sold by the Privy Council at a fixed price. As for how to use them after they are sold, it is the consortium's own business.

Therefore, the use of prisoners of war is simply a lucrative business. Almost all financial groups have begun to seek cooperation with the Privy Council. Of course, this cooperation is not directly carried out, but through the Labor Department under the Executive Yuan. These prisoners of war will be used as special The form of hard labor has become a part of the mine.

Meng Xiangen is quite familiar with the set in this, and he is naturally happy to see the success of this, and said softly: "Director Zhai, the prisoners of the Jiazi Battalion are very special, and they have been specially taken care of by the higher-ups." He gestured the shape of the gun with his fingers, and then smiled wryly: "Originally, they would all be executed as soon as possible, but now the Privy Council really wants to make a fortune."

(End of this chapter)