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Now
it
is
not
meet
that
a
princess
espouse
a
sea-cuny
,
or
even
a
claimant
of
the
ancient
blood
of
Koryu
,
who
is
without
power
,
or
place
,
or
visible
symbols
of
rank
.
So
it
was
promulgated
by
imperial
decree
that
I
was
a
prince
of
Koryu
.
Next
,
after
breaking
the
bones
and
decapitating
the
then
governor
of
the
five
provinces
,
himself
an
adherent
of
Chong
Mong-ju
,
I
was
made
governor
of
the
seven
home
provinces
of
ancient
Koryu
.
In
Cho-Sen
seven
is
the
magic
number
.
To
complete
this
number
two
of
the
provinces
were
taken
over
from
the
hands
of
two
more
of
Chong
Mong-ju
's
adherents
.
Lord
,
Lord
,
a
sea-cuny
...
and
dispatched
north
over
the
Mandarin
Road
with
five
hundred
soldiers
and
a
retinue
at
my
back
!
I
was
a
governor
of
seven
provinces
,
where
fifty
thousand
troops
awaited
me
.
Life
,
death
,
and
torture
,
I
carried
at
my
disposal
.
I
had
a
treasury
and
a
treasurer
,
to
say
nothing
of
a
regiment
of
scribes
.
Awaiting
me
also
was
a
full
thousand
of
tax-farmers
;
who
squeezed
the
last
coppers
from
the
toiling
people
.
The
seven
provinces
constituted
the
northern
march
.
Beyond
lay
what
is
now
Manchuria
,
but
which
was
known
by
us
as
the
country
of
the
Hong-du
,
or
"
Red
Heads
.
"
They
were
wild
raiders
,
on
occasion
crossing
the
Yalu
in
great
masses
and
over-running
northern
Cho-Sen
like
locusts
.
It
was
said
they
were
given
to
cannibal
practices
.
I
know
of
experience
that
they
were
terrible
fighters
,
most
difficult
to
convince
of
a
beating
.
A
whirlwind
year
it
was
.
While
Yunsan
and
the
Lady
Om
at
Keijo
completed
the
disgrace
of
Chong
Mong-ju
,
I
proceeded
to
make
a
reputation
for
myself
.
Of
course
it
was
really
Hendrik
Hamel
at
my
back
,
but
I
was
the
fine
figure-head
that
carried
it
off
.
Through
me
Hamel
taught
our
soldiers
drill
and
tactics
and
taught
the
Red
Heads
strategy
.
The
fighting
was
grand
,
and
though
it
took
a
year
,
the
year
's
end
saw
peace
on
the
northern
border
and
no
Red
Heads
but
dead
Red
Heads
on
our
side
the
Yalu
.
I
do
not
know
if
this
invasion
of
the
Red
Heads
is
recorded
in
Western
history
,
but
if
so
it
will
give
a
clue
to
the
date
of
the
times
of
which
I
write
.
Another
clue
:
when
was
Hideyoshi
the
Shogun
of
Japan
?
In
my
time
I
heard
the
echoes
of
the
two
invasions
,
a
generation
before
,
driven
by
Hideyoshi
through
the
heart
of
Cho-Sen
from
Fusan
in
the
south
to
as
far
north
as
Pyeng-Yang
.
It
was
this
Hideyoshi
who
sent
back
to
Japan
a
myriad
tubs
of
pickled
ears
and
noses
of
Koreans
slain
in
battle
.
I
talked
with
many
old
men
and
women
who
had
seen
the
fighting
and
escaped
the
pickling
.
Back
to
Keijo
and
the
Lady
Om
.
Lord
,
Lord
,
she
was
a
woman
.
For
forty
years
she
was
my
woman
.
I
know
.
No
dissenting
voice
was
raised
against
the
marriage
.
Chong
Mong-ju
,
clipped
of
power
,
in
disgrace
,
had
retired
to
sulk
somewhere
on
the
far
north-east
coast
.
Yunsan
was
absolute
.
Nightly
the
single
beacons
flared
their
message
of
peace
across
the
land
.
The
Emperor
grew
more
weak-legged
and
blear-eyed
what
of
the
ingenious
deviltries
devised
for
him
by
Yunsan
.
The
Lady
Om
and
I
had
won
to
our
hearts
'
desires
.
Kim
was
in
command
of
the
palace
guards
.
Kwan
Yung-jin
,
the
provincial
governor
who
had
planked
and
beaten
us
when
we
were
first
cast
away
,
I
had
shorn
of
power
and
banished
for
ever
from
appearing
within
the
walls
of
Keijo
.
Oh
,
and
Johannes
Maartens
.
Discipline
is
well
hammered
into
a
sea-cuny
,
and
,
despite
my
new
greatness
,
I
could
never
forget
that
he
had
been
my
captain
in
the
days
we
sought
new
Indies
in
the
Sparwehr
.
According
to
my
tale
first
told
in
Court
,
he
was
the
only
free
man
in
my
following
.
The
rest
of
the
cunies
,
being
considered
my
slaves
,
could
not
aspire
to
office
of
any
sort
under
the
crown
.
But
Johannes
could
,
and
did
.
The
sly
old
fox
!
I
little
guessed
his
intent
when
he
asked
me
to
make
him
governor
of
the
paltry
little
province
of
Kyong-ju
.
Kyong-ju
had
no
wealth
of
farms
or
fisheries
.
The
taxes
scarce
paid
the
collecting
,
and
the
governorship
was
little
more
than
an
empty
honour
.
The
place
was
in
truth
a
graveyard
--
a
sacred
graveyard
,
for
on
Tabong
Mountain
were
shrined
and
sepultured
the
bones
of
the
ancient
kings
of
Silla
.
Better
governor
of
Kyong-ju
than
retainer
of
Adam
Strang
,
was
what
I
thought
was
in
his
mind
;
nor
did
I
dream
that
it
was
except
for
fear
of
loneliness
that
caused
him
to
take
four
of
the
cunies
with
him
.
