Hong Dashou only looked at the four characters "Expulsion of Evil and Lun Decree" and knew that he had experienced the first historical event in this time travel.

Xinyou Evil Prison!

Sure enough, after the officials and servants left, the prison officials behind them were escorting a row of ox carts. There were old and young people on the carts, with different faces. But without exception, all of them had their hands cut behind their backs and were kneeling in the cart.

Behind the oxcart is another team of more than a hundred men and women. Their outer clothes have been stripped off, and everyone is wearing only their inner clothes. Some have sad and angry expressions, some have miserable faces, and some are sobbing non-stop. Look at the old sixty-year-olds.

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No need to ask, these are the Catholics who were accused of being evil and sycophants in prison this time.

According to Hong Dashou's memory, most of the people in this group were pushed outside the south gate and beheaded in public, and a few of them were executed late or quartered.

Do you think they were unjustly accused? They were very unjustly accused! In fact, some of them were just innocent believers who were reported by someone who was interested, so they happened to be implicated.

If you say they are not unjust, then they are not unjust either. Because a large part of the people who died were two classes of nobles, and the cause of death was party strife!

Pushing forward to the reign of King Yeongjo, this man was so cruel that he locked his only biological son in a rice cabinet and starved to death!

What is most heartless is Tianjia!

At that time, the small court of Joseon was in trouble. After Yeongjo's death, the party struggle that had been suppressed revived. One side was complaining about the starvation of Crown Prince Simo, and then they were united by relying on the royal power of his son, King Jeongjo.

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On the other side are the isolated factions that rely on the Gyeongju Kim family and Queen Jeongsoon, the royal concubine who listens behind the scenes, and unite under the pretext of maintaining Yeongjo's "glorious image".

Unfortunately, Jeongjo is dead now, the main supporter of the current faction has fallen, and Queen Jeongsoon rules Joseon on behalf of the king in the name of the royal concubine.

Then, several big figures in the Shishi faction, including Li Chengxun, Li Jiahuan, Ding Ruoyong, and Hong Fenghan, are either Catholics or people who are close to Catholics or have a religiously tolerant attitude towards Catholics.

The original Shi faction was true. Although the current King Wen'an and Wu Jing are only in his early ten years, he will be able to take charge of the throne in less than two years. When he takes charge of the throne, he will definitely inherit his father's legacy and rehabilitate his grandfather.

But, the bad thing about this is that his father, King Jeongjo, saw the wrong person before he died!

Before his father Zhengzu died, he knew that the Shi faction might not be able to defeat the secluded faction for two years, so he planned to find a good backer for his son to check and balance the power of the secluded faction.

A glance at the court revealed that there were either novices or novices in the court, or people who had clearly divided camps and were fighting against each other. There was only one person who was upright and upright, always claiming to be a neutral faction, and talking about the common people of the world and running the country.

Jeongjo believed his evil deeds, and before his death, he called Jin Zuchun, who was known to be upright and selfless, and directly entrusted him to assist in the government.

As soon as Jeongjo died, Jin Zuchun immediately changed his face. First, he hurriedly married his daughter to the current king and ascended the title of Lord of the Palace.

Then he joined forces with the eccentric sect and took advantage of the opportunity to suppress the Catholic Church. He immediately implicated all the people of the current sect in chopping up melons and vegetables. All those who could be killed were killed, and those who could not be killed were transported thousands of miles away.

Go eat abalone on a small island off the coast.

Since then, the power of North Korea's small court has gradually been transferred to the hands of various foreign relatives. The two groups of scholar-bureaucrats can no longer gather enough power to start party struggles, and North Korea has entered the era of power politics.

Anyway, this prison has nothing to do with ordinary people, it is just a disgusting dog-eat-dog partisan struggle.

Lose or win, it's just a matter of replacing corrupt officials and continuing to rule the country.

The only one who was interested was Jeong Yak-yong, who was later called "Da Vinci of Korea". He belonged to the practical school and looked down upon the incompetent aristocrats who usually played the harp and had nothing to do to repay the king in emergencies.

He advocated reforming official administration, changing the land system, assisting farmers, and establishing grassroots political power.

He belongs to the two classes of nobles with some knowledge. Unfortunately, he will now face a life of exile for nearly twenty years.

Hong Dashou squeezed into the crowd and followed the direction where the crowd pointed, and saw a middle-aged man with a thin face, a Chinese character face, and a majestic appearance, who remained calm and composed in the prison car.

"That person is Ding Shiyu?" Hong Dashou asked to the left and right.

"Yes, yes!" "That's right!" "It's Ding Shiyu!" Everyone looked at the excitement and responded to him in a hurry.

Hong Dashou hurriedly ran forward two steps, separated from the crowd, and came to the prison car. Across the street and the officials, he bowed his head and saluted this thinker who was determined to reform the past and eliminate evils.

Perhaps sensing something, Ding Ruoyong suddenly turned his head and looked at Hong Dashou. After a quick look, he actually nodded in greeting and showed a smile.

The two of them just passed each other.

With no other place to stay, Hong Dashou turned around and left. Ding Ruoyong and the others still had to parade in the streets, and Hong Dashou still had to rush about their lives, so there would be no more interactions.

Like these two groups of nobles with high-ranking officials, famous families, and hairpins worn by their fathers and ancestors. In the strife of political struggles, their families and families were inevitably destroyed, and their bodies and clans were destroyed.

He is just a down-and-out second-class Hong Dashou who came from a medical school. I don’t know how sad this life will be.

I was originally in a relaxed mood, but now I can't help but feel depressed. This kind of feudal society, where people are killed and cannibalized everywhere, is a depressing place that can make people breathless.

Unfortunately, Hong Dashou has fallen into such an era. Today, Hong Dashou has no strength to fight against fate. The unpredictable future makes him wander.

I just thought and worried all the way. It took me three days to walk from Hanyang to Ungjin, a port that has been famous in North Korea since ancient times.

Hong Dashou, who was sitting on a tree pillar by the roadside, rubbed his sore feet. Fortunately, he came from a military attaché family. In addition to reading and writing, he also learned how to use guns, sticks and swords. If he was as weak as an ordinary two-class team,

With such a small body, he might have died on the way.

Smelling the unique fishy smell of the port city and the salty smell of sea water, Hong Dashou sighed.

Ungjin is not only a large fishing port facing the Yellow Sea and Bohai Bay, but it is actually a transit port and trading port for local counties to transfer annual tribute rice to Hanyang, and for foreign merchants to transfer goods.

Although there are no foreigners, various ships traveling south from Pyongan Road in Hwanghae Province and north from Gyeongsang Province in Jeolla Province gather in this prosperous port.

The dialects of various places lingered in Hong Dashou's ears, coupled with the countless geese and gulls flying on the fishing boats on the sea, it was noisy and full of heat.

Compared with the slightly depressing Hanyang City, this kind of vibrant town is more suitable for Hong Daesou to show his talents.
Chapter completed!