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Lee Jun Ho & Im Yoona ● ALLURE Korea 2023

Source: King The Land JTBC/ALLURE Korea

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Gu won & Sa rang● THE* Kiss.

Source: King The Land/JTBC/Netflix

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Lee Jun Ho & Im Yoona ● ALLURE Korea 2023

Source: King The Land JTBC/ALLURE Korea

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Gu won & Sa rang● Ep 8 Kiss pt.3

Source: King The Land/JTBC/Netflix

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Gu won & Sa rang● Ep 8 Kiss pt.2

Source: King The Land/JTBC/Netflix

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A Tale of Hak Ja Han (Mother of Wisdom)

In the Land of Morning Freshness (Choson), where ancient mountains rose above the sea and skyscrapers stood alongside pagodas, lived the Korean people — hardworking and proud. But the heart of the country ached. Wealth grew, yet souls withered. Families fell apart, people aged in loneliness before glowing screens, and politicians, like actors in an endless drama, merely changed masks without changing their essence.

And then, in the year of the Blue Snake (Eulsa-nyeon), the unprecedented happened. In the great elections, where dragons of the old guard usually vied for power, an unexpected candidate won. Her name was Hak Ja Han, and she was also called "Mother of Wisdom". She was neither the daughter of an oligarch nor a protégé of party clans. She came from a quiet garden, where for many years she had grown not trees but families — binding hearts together, teaching love not as a feeling but as daily service.

When she stepped into the Blue House (Cheongwadae), the capital held its breath in anticipation. But her first speech was not about the economy or the military.

"I have not come to rule over you," she said, and her voice was soft yet heard in every corner of the country. "I have come to remind you that true power is born in the family. Where mother and father look in the same direction, where a child is taught not only to count and write but also to empathize. From this day forward, our country will grow like a tree — from its roots".

And the Great Changes began.

The first decree was not a decree but an invitation. To every city and village, "Ambassadors of the Hearth" were sent — not officials, but elders, respected parents, and psychologists. They helped not with money but with knowledge: how to listen, how to forgive, how to find common ground between generations. Television channels, instead of endless scandalous shows, began to broadcast "Evening Stories" — simple tales of ordinary families about their small victories. The state began to celebrate not only days of military victory but also the Day of a Child's First Word and the Day of Gratitude to Parents.

The second undertaking was the Bridge of Hearts. Hak Ja Han gathered not security advisors but teachers, poets, and farmers from the north and south. "The wall that divides our Korean people is not made of concrete but of fear and ignorance," she said. "We will begin to break it down not with weapons but with lullabies." Children from the south and north (through neutral countries) were brought together in summer camps called "Shared Heavens." Together they planted ginkgo saplings — trees that live for a thousand years. No one spoke about politics. They simply taught each other songs, molded clay, laughed, and dreamed. And parents, watching this, began to quietly say: "Indeed, we truly are one people".

The third miracle was the Transformation of Wealth. The largest chaebols, which had previously competed in the race for profits, received what seemed at first to be an unprofitable order from the state. Each was to build not a new factory but a Family Campus — a place where workers live not in cramped apartment-cages but in communities with shared gardens, workshops for children, and clubs for the elderly. Did productivity drop? No. It soared, because people began to work not out of fear but out of a sense of common home. Burnout diseases began to recede like mist before the sun.

Of course, there were those who were dissatisfied. "Utopia!" some cried. "She's turning the nation into a kindergarten!" others grumbled. But when they tried to find a corruption scandal around the "Mother of Wisdom," they found only reports of donations to children's institutions. When they tried to accuse her of weakness—the army demonstrated unprecedented cohesion, for soldiers who know why and whom they are protecting become invincible.

Years passed. The Land of Morning Freshness (Choson) came to be called the Land of Morning Smiles by foreign visitors. Not because problems had disappeared, but because a common spirit had emerged — the spirit of family, grown to the size of a nation. Airports were full not only of businessmen but also of large families flying to visit "brothers" through exchange programs in other countries — to Japan, to America, even to Russia — to share not goods but a culture of care.

Han Hak Ja, having completed her term, did not cling to power. She returned to her garden, which was now called Crystal Garden (Cheonwon). Leaders from around the world came there — not for political advice but for simple wisdom: "How do you hear the heart of your people?".

And when asked what the secret of her governance was, she, watering the roses, answered simply:

"Any building will collapse if built on the sand of intrigue and ambition. We simply remembered that the best foundation for a state is warm palms tightly clasped within the circle of family. And when millions of such circles joined together — they became a living, breathing shield and support for the entire country. I did not rule. I simply reminded people of who they truly are".

And the country, having remembered its soul, continued to bloom like a cherry orchard under the spring sun — not for show, but for the joy of life, which, as it turned out, is the greatest state affair of all.