I Will Stage A Coup D’état - Chapter 97



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EP.97 Conditions of a Superman (2)

“His Excellency Lee Seong-jun, the leader of our great nation, has come out to give local guidance. Let us all welcome His Excellency with a thunderous round of applause.”

People applauded at the wind catcher’s instigation.

“Wow! Long live the Prime Minister! Long live the leader of the nation!”

Half of them were plainclothes police officers.

Actually, my popularity in the city wasn’t that great.

This Lee Seong-jun was an enemy of democracy who had considerable hostility among the middle class.

That is why it was even more necessary to bring these enemies to my side.

This was especially true when considering the existence of a potential hostile class called the Muban.

“Your Majesty, if you go in there, your suit will be damaged.”

I appreciate your concern, but

“It’s okay.”

I sat down roughly on the dirty chair.

In fact, it was more like I was trying to imitate what I saw modern politicians doing on the news.

But those who have not experienced this kind of 21st century advanced politics were surprised.

I drank a bowl of oden soup and chewed on sundae deliciously.

“Mom, this tastes so good. I’d like to take some home and give some to the family. Is that okay?”

“Yes, it can be done.”

When Lee Jeong-yoon gave a signal, reporters took pictures from afar.

Bang bang.

Well, this accomplishes 140% of the purpose of our market visit.

At lunch time, I went to a nearby bean sprout soup restaurant and ate soup.

Instead of accepting guests for security purposes, he gave the owner a large sum of money.

“I’m sorry about this. But I’m so hungry, I can’t stand it.”

“No, Your Majesty. It is the honor of a lifetime to have you in our restaurant.”

“Oh, you guys, sit down too. The noodles here are very savory and delicious.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After we finished the noodles in one go, we went around the market selling our stuff.

The items purchased in this way were donated to local orphanages and other places.

The entire process was also photographed.

“Your Majesty. Thank you for your hard work.”

“Imji, you worked hard. What else could I have done? Go and rest.”

In Korea, everything I did officially was a target of propaganda.

As a wartime leader, he works late into the night and even inspects the lives of the people.

Truly, he could not have been anything other than an exemplary leader.

Of course, this was closer to a staged image.

How can a person live only by working?

Live while breathing.

I also wrestled in bed with my wife, went on vacation, and did everything I could.

It’s just that they didn’t make that fact known.

Let’s say this is a white lie.

I met foreign correspondents with this decorated image.

“Your Majesty. Is it true that there is secret torture in the Security Command?”

“Haha. You too, reporter. How can one person catch another? It’s all a misunderstanding.”

Those who came to see me with vague preconceptions of me as a military dictator and a brutal war maniac often expressed a favorable impression of my unexpectedly human touch.

This was also a technique I learned from my great senior, Mao Zedong.

Mao Zedong used this method to coax Edgar Snow into writing a brilliant propaganda piece called “Red Star Over China.”

In that context, I also treated reporters as equals.

It’s not that I really respect them, it’s that I want them to package me well.

“Your Majesty. Really, I didn’t know you were such a articulate person.”

If you felt that way, you were mistaken.

Because I made it fit.

How do you relieve the stress that builds up from all this hard work?

I solved it with exercise.

I jogged in the morning and evening.

If you live long enough, you will have time to fix the situation.

Of course, while I was at it, I decided to take a look at the Korean Empire’s movement as well.

“Lee Seong-jun starts gymnastics.”

It has become a daily routine for the entire nation to come out to an open space at 7 o’clock every morning and stretch their bodies to the tune of a radio broadcast.

I would have liked to have implemented Chun Doo-hwan’s 3S, but it seemed impossible to do so.

Spending money on sports while the country was at war seemed like a stretch.

Instead, increase the supply of beer to the sex industry,

“Your Majesty, tsk tsk.”

Increased investment in the film industry.

It may seem funny to invest in a movie during a war, but this was also part of a propaganda campaign.

I dressed the Jews and Russians in crude German uniforms and gave them the role of being defeated by the dashing Korean soldiers.

“Wow, our proud army is liberating Europe.”

And they sneaked in a scene of beautiful Western women thanking the soldiers with welcoming hugs and kisses.

Indeed, the soldiers’ enthusiasm for the liberation of Europe was strongly felt.

As expected, the power of video helped in the war.

Of course, the achievements did not stop there.

“Distribute ramen.”

“yes?”

“The idea is to fry the noodles and then dry them to make a dish that you can eat.”

Since my memory isn’t very good, I gave instructions to do it roughly.

“Yes, I will serve you.”

Chicken was also developed.

In fact, it would be more accurate to say that they stole recipes from black Americans rather than developing them.

“Hey, are you frying chicken?”

“Let’s try adding some soy sauce there.”

After numerous trials and errors, results emerged.

These foods were first distributed to the military.

The reaction was very enthusiastic.

“Your Majesty! Sob. I don’t even realize that my mouth is stealing food.”

The broadcasting was also expanded and reorganized.

In addition to existing music broadcasts, radio dramas were also aired.

The contents are,

“A grand banquet.”

It was a royal romance drama about the royal attendant Jang Yeon who touches the food and falls in love with His Majesty the Emperor.

Since it was based on the royal family, it was naturally a work that should have been taboo.

But I acquiesced.

“Oh, you’re a member of the royal family, so you don’t get shot in the body?”

I intended to slowly, consciously, destroy the worship of the Imperial Family.

‘It’s an eyesore that we’ve managed to survive under a pseudo-Japanese emperor system in the first place.’

Moreover, the imperial family still had powers close to absolute monarchy in terms of law, so if a monarch who could revive the dead law appeared, it could cause trouble.

To prevent that, it was necessary to throw the imperial family from heaven to earth.

So, whenever they had the chance, they attacked the imperial family.

“Royal Family! This time, you commit another crime!”

I had the royal family members who had committed such sins put on airplanes and drowned in the Pacific Ocean to make an example of them.

This was the Chiang Kai-shek style method of dealing with corruption suspects during the Taiwanese era.

“Oh, no. This Prime Minister is also a member of the royal family, so how can he do this to his relatives?”

It’s not that there were no protests, but, oh well, who would commit a crime in Korea?

We also fight corruption, invest in culture, and develop food.

It seemed like it had a lot to show, but it still wasn’t enough.

If Lee Seong-jun, who oppresses the people with violence, is to explain why he should be on top, he needs to have more achievements.

“After all, it’s best to show something plausible to the public.”

I started selling my dreams again.

“Lee Seong-jun’s second term in office. Chickens in every pot, two cars in the parking lot. I will make the people’s dreams come true.”

Of course, that was nonsense.

How can that be achieved overnight?

This was, so to speak, a publicity stunt to show that this is our national goal.

It would be a mistake to think that it is a packaged liquor like nitrogen biscuits.

Because I actually ‘think about doing it’.

That’s because I don’t know if it will take 10 years or 15 years.

Anyway, even during the war, I consistently showed the people my achievements related to real life.

It made me feel it.

in result,

“Your Majesty, the local election voter turnout has exceeded 80%.”

That was expected.

Did I put in some effort?

The voter turnout was also quite high in the city.

Even considering the concentration of power in the hands of the exhibition leaders, this was support on a different level than before.

Now I’m starting to get a taste for politics.

In that sense, politics also needs some reform.

I’m not talking about political parties or anything like that.

I’m going to do some surgery on the useless royal family.

I started by looking at the enormous palace administration.

“Yes, Your Majesty. That is not possible. The Imperial Household Department is a traditional institution of the Korean Empire.”

“hey!”

“yes.”

“I said I would do it. Why are you complaining so much?”

I trampled the palace with force.

All of the assets of the Imperial Household Department, which were used as imperial treasury funds, were confiscated and transferred to the Ministry of Finance.

“No, then what are you going to eat to live?”

Not long ago, the young emperor, who had just ascended the throne, started throwing tantrums.

“The Ministry of Finance will provide an annual allowance for the maintenance of the Imperial Dignity.”

As small as a rat’s tail.

It will be reduced to a level similar to that of the modern Japanese royal family.

If you were satisfied with that, I was willing to revive it as a tourist attraction.

Although the royal family strongly opposed it, it was completely ignored.

“If the royal family tries to wage a war of public opinion in the future, we will show them the bitter taste regardless of their social status.”

“I will accept it.”

I was slowly remodeling this country, Korea, from head to toe to suit my taste.

It was not yet known whether the end would be North Korea or South Korea, but there was a goal to pursue.

‘At least, I will create a country where people can live.’

Wouldn’t it be worth it for Lee Seong-jun to rise to power in Korea through revolution?

I, too, as someone in power, had a desire to leave something behind.

I’m not talking about something like empty fame.

legacy.

I wanted to leave behind an achievement that would be remembered by the people of the Korean Empire.

That’s all I wanted.

In that respect, I found Hitler funny.

If Hitler had not fallen into the swamp of revenge, he would have been remembered as a great German chancellor who followed Bismarck, but he was too addicted to gambling.

The moment he forgets that he must not gamble with his country, he loses his qualifications as a leader.

Ubermensch?

Before that, you must become a proper leader.

I sneered at Hitler.