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King Jinpyeong was born as Kim Baek-Jeong. His actual birth year is unknown. His father, Crown Prince Dongryun, is the first son of King Jinheung and his mother Lady Mano, the daughter of Galmunwang Kim Reepjong. According to the 12c history book Samguk Sagi, he was big in stature with a notable face, possessed great determination and sharp intelligence as a youth. He ascended to the throne when King Jinji died in 579. He married queen Maya, the daughter of Galmunwang Bokseung. King Jinpyeong was succeeded by his daughter Seondeok. Another daughter, Princess Cheonmyoung, was the mother of King Muyeol. According to records in Samguk Yusa, a third daughter Princess Seonhwa, married King Mu of Baekje. King Jinpyeong also had other sons and daughters through different wives and concubines.

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