Wang Ya was so scared that he was dragged off the throne by two majestic Song soldiers. The Goryeo ministers under the imperial stairs did not dare to speak. This Goryeo king, who was originally named Ruizong, was hit by Wang Lun, who was born in the air and deviated from the trajectory of fate, becoming the last king officially recognized in the history of peninsula separatism. Later historians habitually called him Xizong.

Wang Ya, who lost his throne, lived in the mansion specially built by Wang Lun on Jeju Island and died in a war disaster, known in history as the "Jeju Island Incident". Although it is recognized by the world that this incident has nothing to do with Wang Lun, some scholars in later generations, due to their position, have emerged in order to discredit the founding Taizu of the founding country, and they have to use conspiracy theories to interpret this incident. Of course, this is a later story that cannot be further followed.

After Wang Lun finished this big event, he was not interested in talking to these people anymore. However, in order to make a show, he reflected the arrogance of Song Dynasty being too lazy to interfere in the political situation of Goryeo. He did not detain these ministers, but warned them not to leave their homes for a second step. If he wanted to hit the gun, he would not blame him.

Li Ziqian was quite clear-headed and insisted on escaping from the royal city with Mou Jie, because dozens of Han Anren's gangs could beat him to death, and maybe the dream ended before it even began.

Wang Lun didn't want to see Han Anren die at the hands of Li Ziqian (the two of them were mortal enemies in the original trajectory, and Han Anren would die at the hands of Li Ziqian a few years later), and of course he couldn't see Li Ziqian die at the hands of Han Anren who took risks. Therefore, in the name of selling Mou Jie's face, he took Li Ziqian out of the city and promised to return his brother Li Ziliang to him. Li Ziqian, who was overjoyed, thanked him with great gratitude and struted his head to farewell and returned home.

"Brother, are we leaving like this?" Wu Song then expressed his doubts.

Wang Lun smiled and said, "No fighting means fighting, and fighting is not fighting! We don't let them feel at ease. How will the next big show start?"

Seeing that most of the brothers present didn't understand Wang Lun's meaning, Xu Guanzhong explained:

"Kaicheng is located in the heart of Goryeo, and is susceptible to attacks from north to south. It is not the best strategy to gain a foothold here. Besides, if we don't leave, the whole country of Goryeo will always focus on us, which is really unwise! My brother's beheading action is actually the best strategy, and we will stop when we see it. It is exactly in line with our Song Dynasty's mentality that the barbarians overseas are not interested in. It's better to wait for them to rest and play in the door and play for a while. We will clean up the mess in the future. Even though this plan takes some time, it's better to carry the joint efforts of his country!"

Xu Guanzhong said it very carefully, Wu Song could understand it at a glance. Hearing this, he looked at Wang Lun in surprise, and sighed endlessly.

"Then aren't we here in vain?" But Jiao Ting wondered.

"What's the point of being in vain? Not to mention that our pre-war concept has been achieved. I just say that Goryeo is a very rich country among the foreign countries. It has been established for more than 200 years. Most of its wealth has been gathered in the capital. Now we are in the treasure mountain. How can we return empty-handed? After this battle, our Liangshanpo can be regarded as rich as a rival to the country. Brother Jiao Ting, do you think we are still in vain?" Xu Guanzhong said with a smile.

"After all, the capital of a country is not as poor as Daming Mansion, just as poor as Daming Mansion! I just saw my brother Du Qian call me Qian today, and I will see my brother Du Qian call me Qian tomorrow. I have never seen him have a good face, so I have to make him happy no matter how I say!" Jiao Ting muttered while hearing this.

Everyone laughed when they heard this. Wang Lun summoned several leaders in the royal city under the broken palace gate. He immediately agreed that Lu Zhishen and Wu Song led their troops to support the fourth battalion of horse troops who were currently encircling and suppressing the remnants of Goryeo in the capital, and quickly stabilize the situation in the capital.

Xu Guanzhong suggested that the royal city covers a large area and is separated by palace walls, which can gather all the surrendered troops here to facilitate the preservation. Wang Lun agreed to this opinion and ordered that after the situation in the city be stabilized, the Prince Guard and Pili Camp temporarily stayed in the royal city as guest guards. Lu Zhishen of the infantry army was responsible for defending the northern city gates, Wu Song guarded the southern city, Zhu Bu guarded the eastern city, and Shi Jin guarded the western gates.

However, in this case, Wang Lun urgently felt that there were not enough people and horses in his hands. Just because there were many gates in the capital, each battalion had to guard five or six city gates on average. At this time, even the auxiliary soldiers were counted on one. One city gate could not guarantee a commanding guard. It was really a shortage of troops entering the city. After everyone discussed it, they had to simply block the city gate that could not be guarded and ordered the infantry and horses to patrol back and forth. There was no way.

This incident made Wang Lun deeply realize the disadvantage of the lack of organization in each battalion. He thought that the situation was so big that the previous establishment could no longer be taken into account. When he returned to Liangshan Base Camp, it was time to put the expansion on the agenda.

Fortunately, the local army in Goryeo was still unknown when, and I would not delay the capital here for too long. I just waited to withdraw my troops to Jeju Island after taking out the savings of Goryeo for a hundred years.

The generals took the order and took action with great ambitions. Wang Lun and Xu Guanzhong and Qiu Xu returned to the palace and commanded the city.

At this moment when the city had just been broken, the Liangshan Army had no time to count the various treasuries of Goryeo, but only sent Yang Zhi and Tang Bin to guard them separately. The remaining Hao Siwen Battalion was responsible for the maneuvering, and was divided into five, and the defeated troops were defeated in the city.

Let’s talk about the night when the momentum calmed down a little, Tang Bin couldn’t wait to take Wen Zhongrong and Cui Ye rushed to the Goryeo National Grain Storage Area next to Changba Gate. The Goryeo people usually called it the Dayi Warehouse. It was only because the granary in Kaijing was infirm and moved to this place where the waters met.

At this time, all the officials and military officials who were guarding the warehouse ran away. They were wrapped in some of the troops they surrendered, and were thrown into the highest-end "Royal City Prison" in history.

"It was a pity to fight Daming Mansion back then. So much food was not brought back to the parcel, and it was just a pity for my brother. Now, our own sea boats and the Korean ships we collected have totaled nearly 200,000 materials. We have to pack them all for him and take them away if we say anything!"

Tang Bin looked back at the two deputy generals with high enthusiasm. In fact, the brothers of the copycat were aware of Wang Lun's persistence in food and grass. He said that this brother was even happier when he saw food than when he saw gold, silver and wealth. At that time, even Song Jiang, the black friend, bought more than 100,000 stones of grain. This kind of passion was a bit puzzling. After all, the copycat has not been short of food since a long time ago, and I don't know why this brother particularly prefers these things.

But Tang Bin didn't know that in a few years, many people in the Song Dynasty who turned into unjust souls did not die in wars, but starved to death. At this time, Wang Lun, who knew the causes and consequences, would naturally show a different preference for strategic materials that could not be replaced by gold and silver at these critical moments.

"We missed Daming Mansion, so we didn't miss the opening of the capital!"

Wen Zhongrong and Cui Ye showed a red light on their faces at this time, and they responded eagerly to Tang Bin. They said that they had joined Liangshan later, so they naturally had not experienced the grand event of Daming Mansion. However, being able to stand on the land of a foreign capital at this time has already made these two very satisfied. Because no matter whether they are in Baodu Mountain or Erlong Mountain, they cannot have such an encounter.

The three of them got off their horses at the gate of the Dayi Cang and walked inward. Wherever they passed, they couldn't help but be amazed. It turned out that the method of storing grain in the Korean people was very strange. They saw that they were like a round house, and the soil was built as a base below, each floor was about several feet high, and the weaving grass was woven into mats. The top was covered with thick grass to ensure that the rice was not leaked or rotted.

Tang Bin roughly estimated that there was about one stone of rice and grain inside. Many of these tarps accumulated, several meters high. What a good guy. Is there a pile of rice and grains on this hill that are piled up, and I’m afraid there are not a few hundred stones?

Tang Bin walked along the small warehouse with excitement, and saw that every granary was filled with such a method of storing grain. Tang Bin was too lazy to look closely, but he felt a little guaranteed, so he didn't come in vain.

However, at this time, Wen Zhongrong had already shouted that he had made a profit, but he saw that Cui Ye and these two brothers were different. He still counted the numbers all the way, and Tang Bin and Wen Zhongrong couldn't help but look at each other and laughed at each other, and didn't bother him now. He just sighed happily with the pleasure of the huge harvest in front of him.

Let’s talk about this group of people walking inside for about half an hour. Cui Ye was also extremely persevering. He had counted to 5,000. Seeing that there was still a large area in front of him that had not been turned, Tang Bin and Wen Zhongrong could no longer calm down, and their eyes were almost protruding. If outsiders were present, they would definitely think that Tang Bin, the most casual man, was very different from usual.

"You and I are not stunned! It turns out that the Goryeo Kingdom is also written in the Great Song Dynasty. Why not find out his account book and read it? It is necessary to count it here!" Tang Bin suddenly slapped his forehead and surprised Cui Ye, scaring all the numbers he read to his mouth, and he couldn't remember where he counted it.

Seeing Cui Ye screaming regret, Tang Bin and Wen Zhongrong each pulled him one arm and dragged him back. It turned out that there was only one door in and out of the Dayi Cang, and everyone had to turn back to the old road. It took more than half an hour to go back and forth. When they found the account, they were already a little panting.

"Three, three million stones!"

When Wen Zhongrong saw the exact number, the cheerful man couldn't help but stutter and quickly handed the account in his hand to Tang Bin to look at it. Tang Bin had actually believed the number he mentioned. After all, he had already felt it after he had just turned it around himself. At this time, he took the account and just glanced at it, put it aside. He couldn't help but stayed for a while before saying:

"Even if we have 200,000 sea boats on our hands, we can only move all the food away fifteen times. If we make a round trip for ten days, we will move it for five months!"

Wen Zhongrong and Cui Ye were both shocked by this conclusion, and they said: "Then aren't we going to stay here for the first half of the year? Didn't we say we'll leave in a few days?"

"If you don't talk about anything else, it's a big problem to transport these grains and grass to the port!" Wen Zhongrong said worriedly.

"It's not simple? There are at least 50,000 or 70,000 serfs in the capital, and there are countless surrendered soldiers. When we mobilize, we are still worried about labor." Cui Ye smiled. He won't say that the people are very supportive in the Song Dynasty. He didn't know that his brother still had a way to mobilize the people in this foreign country. This kind of royal army has made men from strong men happy and can't extricate themselves.

"No, no! I have to inform my brother! You... brothers, look forward to this place!"

Tang Bin couldn't control his joy at this time, but the difference between the huge gains in front of him and his actual appetite made him feel so painful. At this time, he had no time to explain a word, so he hurried out to the door, leaving the article looking at each other, and the two of them. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Wenxue, the novel is better and faster!
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