From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 966

Many people have different views on civilization, but few people realize that civilization is built on ethnic groups.

For a race, whether it is human or animal, the first purpose is always survival.

Based on this first purpose, civilization is born.

So the earliest civilization was building houses, making fire, making pottery, and creating characters.

Civilization began to be born around the survival needs of food, clothing, housing, transportation, and information exchange.

After that, everything, the growth of the tribe, the use of medicinal materials, from hunting to grazing, from picking fruits to farming, including the establishment of dynasties, the innovation of characters.

Everything is actually for a better survival.

There are thousands of ways, but they all lead to the same destination.

Park Jung-won is indeed well-read. In the land of Goryeo, he is considered a knowledgeable person, but he can't touch what Zhou Yuan can touch, so when these truths are expressed in simple words, the shock in his heart is beyond words.

"I don't understand!"

He gritted his teeth and said what he had been thinking about for a long time in silence.

I don't understand this, but I haven't comprehended it yet. The waves in my heart are surging, but I don't know where they are flowing.

Zhou Yuan raised the wine glass and shook it gently.

Park Zhengyuan was also willing to take the risk and drank the wine glass directly, regardless of whether it was poisonous or not.

So Zhou Yuan continued: "Because of survival, there is civilization, so civilization should also feed back to survival."

"When civilization can no longer provide positive help for survival, and even restricts the survival of the ethnic group, then the restricted class will naturally stand up to oppose all this."

"So the people who survived in Daxi Village wished that the Jin Dynasty would die out, and wished that the world would change its appearance again, so that they could live well."

"Since ancient times, the cycle of history is all because of this."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "So Zhang Bailong wanted to revolt in Dajin, so the Mongols couldn't stand the cold and wanted to invade southward."

"The will of the ethnic group is always inclined to the good direction."

"And what should you choose?"

He tapped the table gently and said slowly: "This is how I understand it. We all come from humble backgrounds. We were able to get to where we are today because our lives were not good enough at first. Later, we had ambitions to make everyone live a better life."

"I call such people heroes."

"So I think Zhang Bailong is a hero, Sabdan is a hero, Huang Taiji is a hero, McPherson is a hero, and I... am also a hero!"

"People who stand up to take responsibility and do something for the better life of most people in the tribe are heroes."

"Park Jung-won, are you a hero?"

This calm question made Park Jung-won feel confused.

Am I a hero?

I am!

From the moment I decided to do something, I was already a hero!

So I never complain, never give up, and even if I am not reused, I have no complaints.

There is no distinction between big and small heroes. I, Park Jung-won, have always been a hero.

He suddenly raised his head and was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhou Yuan.

"You are not!"

Zhou Yuan looked at him with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice: "You are not a hero!"

"Heroes represent the interests of the majority of the ethnic group, and they bear and fight for the vast majority of the people. This is a hero!"

"And you have no people in your heart, only the Kim Dynasty."

Park Jung-won was furious: "How can I not have the people in my heart!"

Zhou Yuan stood up and said loudly: "You have the people in your heart? Do you know how the people in the northern border of Goryeo live?"

"In the late period of the Lee Dynasty, the chaos, the northern officials levied heavy taxes, Treating the people like fish, forcing them to do corvee labor in spring and harvesting grain in autumn, so that the people are living in misery. "

"The Kim Dynasty is even more hateful than the Lee Dynasty. They treat the people's property as private property, rob them by force, and even send soldiers to change clothes and sweep the land, causing the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people. "

"The Eastern Tartars are coming, and there will be another round of sweeps."

"Plus the constant natural disasters..."

"Park Jung-won, you have read so much, do you know how many people in the north have starved to death or frozen to death?"

"Go and have a look, there is no one for thousands of miles on the Great Plains!"

Park Jung-won was panting heavily and could not say a word.

Zhou Yuan said: "Heroes should fight for the weak! They should not become accomplices in harming the people!"

"You want to be a hero? Good! Stand up! Tell those people in suffering that you will fight for them!"

Park Jung-won clenched his fists and growled: "You are attacking my heart! You are trying to persuade me to surrender!"

"Yes! I am trying to persuade you to surrender!"

Zhou Yuan said directly: "I could have chosen not to do this! I don't even have to come to this damn place!"

"I have cleaned up all the rotten sores in Dajin. Now that everything is in ruins, I should put all my energy intoIn Dajin. "

"Why should I care about the life and death of your people in Goryeo?"

"Because the Lee Dynasty still has Yu Gu, because of the eldest princess of your Lee Dynasty."

"She wanted me to come, so I came."

This is a heart-wrenching statement. In fact, even if there is no saint sister, Zhou Yuan will go to Goryeo, and there is no need to elaborate on the reasons.

Zhou Yuan continued: "She feels sorry for the people of Goryeo. She wants to end the war and let people live a good life here."

"She is a woman, wandering in a foreign country, just for now!"

"She is a hero, not you."

Park Jung-won lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhou Yuan said: "I brought 20,000 people. These are veterans of the five military camps of Dajin. I fished them out of Miyun Lake three years ago. They followed me to recover the Central Plains, fight against the Eastern Tartars, and seal the Wolf's Lair. They are all experienced in hundreds of battles."

"As long as I give an order, they can easily flatten this city. ”

“Why should I ask you to negotiate? Do I need to go to such trouble?”

“Because Li Yuyan said that the defenders of Pyongyang are all Goryeo soldiers, and she doesn’t want them to die in vain.”

“I Zhou Yuan is willing to make an exception for her, so I came to see you.”

Speaking of this, Zhou Yuan sat down and poured himself a glass of wine.

He said slowly: “Either, choose to resist, and the Pyongyang defenders will die.”

“Or, be a hero! Fight for the people! For peace! For a better future!”

“Park Zhengyuan, which one do you choose?”

After drinking the liquor in one gulp, Zhou Yuan turned around and left.

His voice floated in the air: “I’ll give you one day to think about it. After one day, if you don’t surrender, I will launch a general attack.”

“Once the fight starts, there will be no turning back.”

“You’d better think it through. "

It was snowing heavily. Looking at Zhou Yuan's back as he left, Park Jung-won was in great confusion.

The position he insisted on was constantly shaken, and at this moment, it had almost collapsed.

He turned and looked at Pyongyang City. The snow covered the city. People, on the city wall, seemed so small.

"Ah..."

With a sigh, he dragged his heavy steps and walked back slowly.

Climbing up the stairs, step by step, onto the city wall.

The soldiers around were all greeting.

If they fight, will they be gone?

Even if they hold on, it will be a matter of one general's success and thousands of bones.

Just thinking about this, another guard suddenly came to report: "General, the envoy of the Han army is here, saying that he forgot to give you something."

Park Jung-won said: "Bring it up."

So four soldiers carried a huge box up to the city wall.

The box was opened, and it was a white cloth wrapped in a column.

"Open it! "

Park Jung-won growled.

Then the white cloth was opened, and scarlet entered the eyes.

Guan Lu's face was calm, and his voice was heavy: "General Park, this is a blood letter written by the people of Dingzhou, Anzhou, Sanjuli and other major cities."

"They don't want to starve to death or freeze to death, they want to live, they beg you to give them a way out."

"The dying people shed their blood as ink, and only then did this blood letter of ten thousand people come into being! "

The snow was flying, and the cold bricks were covered with a layer of snow. The white cloth was spread softly, and the scarlet words were shocking, making people's scalps numb and their hearts almost stopped beating.

What is this city defending!

What are we protecting!

Park Jung-won's eyes suddenly turned red, his legs softened, and he could hardly stand.

The heavy snow covered his eyes, and the white cloth was wet by the snow, so that the blood on it began to melt and became chaotic and blurred.

The whole world was blurred, but the hideous red color could not be wiped away.

Park Jung-won clenched his fists and choked: "Open... the city gate..."

He turned back suddenly, looking at the white world, his voice suppressed and full of resentment: "I want to be... a hero!"