Chapter seven hundred and eighty sixth said to descend
In early spring, unlike when the spring breeze brings green to the south bank of the river, there are still three feet of snow in Liaodong at this time.
At this time in the past, the Korean people who have lived on this land for generations would hide in tightly sealed houses, like monsters hibernating, to avoid the cold winter and wait for the arrival of spring.
But this year, most of them had to go out in the wind and snow to collect firewood and hunt in the ice and snow, struggling to maintain their family's life.
Because in this vast but barren land, there were more than 300,000 Qin troops than in previous years.
Originally, with the output of Liaodong, in addition to supporting the king of Goryeo and the nobles, ordinary people could still make a living.
Since the Qin army came and occupied this place, naturally the priority was to support the Qin army, followed by the Goryeo nobles who had taken refuge with the Qin army.
As for ordinary Goryeo people, except themselves, who cares about their life and death?
It was barely enough to use the strength of Liaodong to support the Qin army, so how could there be any spare time to take care of them?
If Yang Duanhe hadn't specially sent people to load all the supplies for the northeast expedition to Liaodong into trucks when entering Liaodong, half of the 300,000 Qin troops, not to mention the Koreans, would have starved to death.
It's just that the supplies brought by the Qin army have nothing to do with the Koreans.
In order to win over his subordinates and consolidate his position as the leader of the country, Yang Duanhe even acquiesced in allowing the Qin army to plunder the people of Goryeo.
The Qin army, without the restraint of military discipline, brought enough suffering to this land.
It’s not that the Korean people have never thought about resisting, but there is a huge gap in strength. Those who dare to resist have all turned into ghosts to warn the surviving Korean people.
It was snowing heavily today, and a carriage came from the south, traveling from Liao Province to Korea.
Many Goryeo people who were struggling in the mountains and forests saw this carriage appearing in front of them and were involuntarily attracted to it.
Someone was surprised to find that this carriage seemed to be moving slowly, but inadvertently moved away and disappeared.
After the carriage disappeared, the Goryeo people who saw this scene felt a sense of loss.
Someone had an "epiphany" and regardless of the cold snow, he knelt on the ground with a look of fanaticism on his face and shouted loudly: "It's God, God has come to save us."
In the carriage, a young Confucian scholar wearing simple clothes and a jade-like face seemed to feel something. He frowned slightly and sighed: "Demons are rampant, and it is the good people who suffer after all."
Zhang Liang, who was sitting opposite the young Confucian scholar in the carriage, smiled when he heard this and said, "Why should Yan Sheng sigh? You and I can save these people by the way. Shouldn't we be happy about this?"
The young Confucian scholar known as "Yan Sheng" gave Zhang Liang a meaningful look and asked: "How far is this place from Pyongyang?"
Zhang Liang opened the curtain to protect him from the wind and snow, took a look outside the carriage, thought for a moment, and replied: "Sage, you are about three hundred miles away."
The young Confucian scholar "Yan Sheng" heard this and said: "We have seen the situation in Liaodong. Since it is not far away, we should speed up and reach Pyongyang as early as possible. These innocent people will be liberated as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire carriage, including the horses and carriages, quickly floated into the air, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared.
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After a while, the carriage landed in front of a city with a city wall ten feet high. On the city wall were engraved two ancient seal characters "Pyongyang".
"Yan Sheng, wait a moment, go down and call the door," said the young Confucian scholar Zhang Liangchao, opened the carriage door curtain, jumped out of the carriage, pushed forward with all his strength, and shouted loudly: "The Confucian sage Yan Hui has arrived. Please come out to greet Yang Duan and the king."
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In Pyongyang City, at the Goryeo Palace, Yang Duanhe, who was playing with his concubines, suddenly trembled.
Confucian sage?
As soon as these four words came to Yang Duanhe's mind, his expression suddenly changed. He pushed the concubine away, picked up a coat sewn with sable fur and put it on his body. He took a team of guards and hurriedly
Rush to the city gate.
The first thing that caught Yang Duanhe's eyes was Zhang Liang standing in front of the carriage.
Zhang Liang also saw Yang Duanhe appearing on the city wall and said loudly: "Your Excellency, are you Yang Duanhe, the lord of the country? Confucian sage Yan Hui is here, why don't you open the city gate to welcome him?"
Yang Duanhe suddenly looked uncertain and hesitant when he heard this.
At this moment, a jade-like left hand stretched out from the carriage, opened the door curtain, and a figure slowly appeared in front of the carriage.
Yang Duanhe's head buzzed, and he felt dazed for a while. He felt that Yan Hui was everywhere in the world.
Yan Hui's gentle voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Is it Yang Duan and the king?"
Yang Duanhe came to his senses and saluted hurriedly: "Yes, yes. This is Yang Duanhe. Yang Duanhe pays homage to the sage Yan Hui."
"Come here, open the city gate quickly and welcome the sage Yan Hui into the city."
While Yang Duanhe ordered his men to open the city gate, he quickly ran down the city wall, stood at the city gate, stretched out his hand and said: "It's cold outside, please follow me into the city and the palace to avoid the cold wind."
With Yang Duanhe personally guiding the way, the carriage entered Pyongyang City and entered the Koryo Royal Palace.
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Yang Duanhe personally served a cup of hot tea to Yan Hui and said respectfully: "I wonder when the sage came to visit?"
Yan Hui glanced at Zhang Liang, who understood, coughed slightly and said, "To be honest with you, the Lord, the sage Yan Hui and I are here today to invite you to fight against Qin together."
Yang Duanhe glanced at Zhang Liang in surprise and asked, "How can we do it together?"
Zhang Liang said with a serious face: "Qin has lost its virtues and the people have long been unbearable. Now we have my lord Liu Ji, who was born in response to the destiny of heaven. With the help of Confucianism, he obeys the destiny of heaven and rebels against Qin."
"My lord heard that the ruler of the country was dissatisfied with the tyranny of Qin's monarchs and ministers, and acted against the will. He ordered me to discuss with the ruler the great cause of conquering Qin."
Yang Duanhe did not respond, but looked at Yan Hui, only to see Yan Hui looking at Zhang Liang, indicating that Zhang Liang was the leader.
Seeing this, Zhang Liang wanted to persuade further: "Does the Lord know that the Qin Emperor has advanced to the realm of heaven and man..."
Yang Duanhe immediately interrupted: "No need to say it, I can promise you."
Zhang Liang was a little distracted when he heard this, but he agreed so quickly?
When he found out that Yan Hui was coming with him, Zhang Liang knew that this trip was a sure thing.
However, in his imagination, to persuade Yang Duanhe, he would have to use all kinds of coercion and inducement, but he didn't expect that it would be so easy.
Just as this thought flashed through Zhang Liang's mind, Yang Duanhe said again: "But I have a few conditions."
Zhang Liang chuckled: "I'd like to hear the details."
Yang Duanhe said with a calm face: "Your Excellency and the Confucians are here. What they must value is not me, but the hundreds of thousands of troops."
"There is no problem in entrusting the army to you. I dare you to ask Yan Sheng to swear to heaven to treat them well."
Zhang Liang was about to refuse, but Yan Hui replied calmly: "Yes."
Yang Duanhe bowed and saluted Yan Hui: "I would like to thank Yan Sheng for your understanding."
Yan Hui stood motionless and showed no reaction.
Feeling embarrassed, Zhang Liang stepped forward and asked, "Does the Lord have any other conditions?"
Yang Duanhe said in a deep voice: "The other two are my personal requests."
"First, if I surrender, please pay a small price to the Confucian family to help me advance to the realm of Grandmaster."
"Secondly, after surrendering, whether it's for me or for your lord, I don't want to continue to lead the army, so I ask your lord to give me glory and wealth, and to enjoy the rest of my life."
Zhang Liang thought for a while and replied: "I can agree to the second condition now, but I can't guarantee the first condition."
Yang Duanhe Wenyan's face was expressionless, and there was no emotion or anger on his face.
Yan Hui, who was sitting aside, suddenly pointed at Yang Duan and his forehead.
Yang Duanhe felt a bang, a spiritual thought was born in his mind, and his body underwent an indescribable transformation at will.
From today onwards, the state of Grandmaster has been achieved.
After closing his eyes and slightly consolidating his new state, Yang Duanhe, whose face was full of ecstasy, knelt down on one knee and loudly said: "I thank you Yan Sheng."
Yan Hui's calm voice sounded: "Lead the army south as soon as possible. God is kind to us, so don't forget to allocate some supplies to the innocent Korean people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hui disappeared completely.
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According to historical records, in the spring of the sixth year of Qin II, 300,000 Qin troops all changed their armor and banners.