"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 109- There are times when I feel that way
In the end, the speaker who stayed up all night woke up early the next morning.
After tidying up the bed, she went out and washed her face in cold water.
Since breakfast was still over an hour (two hours) away, she went back to her room.
She and she sat in the chair and she drew the schedule for the day in her head.
She finishes her meal first.
After she changes into clean clothes, she visits Punga and Takga.
She said, 'Can I meet only one of the Punga and Takga?'
She asks Fungga and Takga where Yeonjeokha lives.
She goes looking for Yeonjeokha.
'and… … .’
The speaker then recalled what she had to do.
After all, an apology for her past came first.
If she doesn't shake off old feelings, the conversation itself will be impossible.
When the speaker met Yeon Jeok-ha, she tried to organize what she would say in her mind.
―Everything was done by the mother and the general. As you know, I was only nine at the time. It's not that I don't worry about you sometimes. Still, there was nothing I could do... … .
Wouldn't that be enough?
-Sorry. But my mother was so strong that she tried to pass me on to the upper side. Even now that her brothers have grown up, they can't disobey her mother.
It's not a lie.
The brothers are more accustomed to her mother than they are to themselves.
To the extent that he couldn't object to the compromise with the family's enemy, the Wolhaseonja.
‘Should I ask for forgiveness? Or should I say I'm sorry?'
I don't think I've committed a big enough sin to say, "Please forgive me." If you say ‘I’m sorry’, do you think you take the other person’s pain too lightly?
The speaker hesitated for a long time about the words ‘forgiveness’ and ‘sorry’.
‘Oh, I don’t know. Let’s go then and see if it matches the mood.’
As he organized his thoughts to that point, his heart pounded.
From now on, this is the main point.
I'm saying it politely and without sarcasm.
―I am also Yeon, and I am your older sister. I want to know about the visions left by our ancestors. Teach me.
The speaker whispered softly so that only he could hear it, then got up from his seat.
And he went out
Surprisingly, it was still dark outside.
His heart is in a hurry, but time seems to pass too slowly.
***
release.
Dajeong (茶精) Tea house.
Poongyeoncho said in a calm tone.
“Oh, what about this? Brother Yeon left the opening yesterday. I can't tell you where he went. Yeon's younger brother didn't want to meet the Yeons.”
“He left unboxing? Is it really?”
"exactly."
“Feng Daehyup, I was trying to meet you to tell you about the past.”
“I’m sorry, but I respect your brother’s wishes.”
"great. I'll meet the brother and solve it. Before that, let me ask you one question.”
“If I know anything, I will answer.”
“Did Feng Daehyup learn the Yeon family’s vision from Jeokha?”
“You can do that.”
“As expected. A few days ago, I saw a fight between Fung and Tak at the entrance of the Jinan Night Market. The form is the same as Waryongjang's swordsmanship, but the results are very different. I don't think it's because their weapons are Park Do. How could that be?”
“Is it possible that you are trying to meet Yeon’s younger brother in order to solve that curiosity?”
“Not necessarily. The first is to apologize and restore broken relationships.”
“So the second is to hear about the vision?”
“Isn’t that obvious? I am the brother's sister. I think I am entitled to know about the visions of the Yeon family ancestors that Jeokha gained.”
Poongyeoncho stuck out its tongue.
I don't know if he's proud or shameless.
“Again, I respect Yeon-a’s will. I would like you to ask your younger brother about the vision as well. Brother Yeon is my agenda, but he is also like his teacher. How can a disciple go against the will of his master?”
“… … .”
The Speech Master closed his mouth and fired at the Poong Tobacco.
"Hey. Then at least tell me where the brother has gone. I really want to meet him In anticipation of meeting the brother, he couldn’t sleep a wink all night.”
‘Yes, I understand. I'm going crazy because I'm curious about the vision.'
Poongyeoncho looked at the impatient speaker and spoke leisurely.
“Yeon Dae-joo, if the fate is met, I will be able to meet the Yeon younger brother. So please wait patiently.”
“You are blocking the relationship. He wants me to tell you where he went. please."
“I have already stated my position. Nothing will change.”
“… … .”
The speaker, who clenched his fists and trembled, finally gave up and got up from his seat. And he hurriedly left the teahouse without saying goodbye.
***
end of December.
Gungjang (弓庄) in the southeast of Zhengzhou.
About twenty carpenters flocked to the old manor that had been neglected for a long time. They worked tirelessly and repaired every corner of the manor.
When the new year came, the carpenters finished the construction and disappeared at once like the ebb tide.
The signboard of the manor was not hung, but there were rumors that a “shaman’s family was entering the village.”
***
First day of the new year.
A two-headed wagon was moving slowly on the road leading to Jeongju.
Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no are also wagons filled with heartache.
Each time the wagon rocked, the upper bodies of the two moved back and forth and left and right.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking out the window with indifferent eyes, said.
"Old Shim, I've been thinking for a long time."
“Hehe, yes.”
She was curious about what she was trying to say this time.
“Haven’t we already killed two of the Twelve Horsemen?”
“Confucius killed him.”
“Why did you suddenly step out? Do you care about famous schools that much?”
“It can’t be. When I think of the Twelve Horses, it seems like an undeserved compliment to me.”
The heartache hit me lightly.
To be honest, I could deal with the human Twelve Horsemen, but after that, I was helpless.
Aside from not being able to get a knife stuck in her body, in the case of Jin Ga-hee, even the scares of hell radiated from her palms. How could they defeat the twelve horsemen?
The heartache that shook his head excitedly asked.
“But what were you thinking?”
“Wouldn’t a famous school try to find us? Do you think so? no?"
“It will. Because revenge is basic in Gangho.”
“They must think we are rongin from Waryongjang, right?”
"Aha. Are you afraid that Obongsanchae will be damaged by that?”
"Uh. If not right now, you'll find out someday, so you won't be alone.”
“So, what are you going to do, Confucius?”
Heartache stared at Yeonjeokha, curiously.
I thought he went around without thinking, but he seems to be thinking about various things. Gangho experience is a desirable thing because it is accumulated in that way.
“I thought that far.”
"ah… … .”
A heartache shook his head.
It seems that it is still unreasonable to expect great things from him, who is also a first-timer.
“That's why I'm asking you. How do the Murim people deal with this situation?”
"Well. I had no such worries as I wandered alone without a monk or family.”
“Isn’t there something you’ve seen or heard?”
“In conclusion, you don’t have to worry about that.”
“Why?”
“Even if the famous religion knew that Confucius was a five-year-old, he would not touch the living. That's because it's an act of losing green and pretending. Wouldn't it be known if Confucius was Chaeju? If that’s not the case, would you hold the mountain alive?”
“Is that so?”
“There is more to lose by losing greenery and chucking than gaining by eliminating Obong Sanchae. If I were a famous religious leader, I wouldn't do that. Most people think the same way.”
“So, you were worried for nothing?”
“It's nothing good. It is important that Confucius saw far away. Because that's what it's all about. You did very well.”
I looked at Yeonjeokha with heartache-satisfied eyes.
“What are those mean eyes?”
“Hehehe, how mean. It can't be.”
“Early smile.”
Even while the two were tapping, the carriage continued to run toward Jeongju.
***
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
When Yu (禹), the founder of Hanara, divided the world into nine lords and ruled, Henan was at the center. Since then, Henan has been called Zhongyuan or Zhongzhou.
Jeongju is the holy city of Henam-do and is like heaven for the Murim people of the Jeongsa sect. There are countless minor samurai families, military officers, and breakwaters with a long history.
Of course, there is Shaolin Temple, which is the head of the Chillpai Gate, in Dengfeng County to the southwest, but it is one day away from Zhengzhou, so it has not exerted its influence.
around lunchtime.
Into the huge city of Zhengzhou, the two wagons ridden by Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong entered.
The carriage passed through the city gate and advanced for a long time before coming to a stop at the station.
“We have arrived. Sirs.”
Only at the call of the coachman did Yeonjeokha and Heartache get off the carriage.
Yeonjeokha looked around and murmured.
“Looking at it today, it looks very big.”
Something was different from the last time I didn't pay attention to the thought of passing by.
“Hehe, it was big before. It seems that Confucius did not see it? We still have plenty of time, so let’s go eat first.”
“Let’s do it.”
It was cold, but the streets were full of people because of the large population.
The two of them, walking down a busy street, stopped in front of the Joongwon Banjeom.
This is the place where I had lunch the last time I stopped by.
The two, facing each other, were attracted to the familiarity and entered the halfway point.
I swung around the mating spots.
Having been there before, it was more than unfamiliar.
Jeom So-yi, whose name is unknown, is still busy, and the owner of the cashier remains the same.
My heartache said to Yeonjeokha, who was laughing.
“Are you feeling good?”
“No, no? why?"
"I think you've been laughing since before."
“It doesn’t mean anything. It was because I felt comfortable because I had been there last time.”
“Sometimes I feel that way for no reason. I don't know if Jeongju is right for you.”
"is it?"
Yeonjeokha tilted his head.
My old heartache said that, so it seems like that for some reason.
then the door It opened and a middle-aged man and woman came inside.
The face of Yeonjeokha, who inadvertently turned his head, hardened.
She instantly turned her head to the other side of the match.
My heart beat alone.
thump, thump, thump, thump.
At that rough beat, the comfortable feeling of a moment ago disappeared without a trace.
Surprised by the sudden change in the enemy drop, he looked around.
However, I did not see anything particularly irritating.
There were no Murim people with dark auras, and all the guests were enjoying their meal peacefully.
“Gongja?”
In a low voice of heartache, he called Yeonjeokha.
It's the first time she's seen him so anxious since meeting him.
What on earth makes Yeonjeokha, who is playing in the realm of heaven and earth, like that?
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 109- There are times when I feel that way
In the end, the speaker who stayed up all night woke up early the next morning.
After tidying up the bed, she went out and washed her face in cold water.
Since breakfast was still over an hour (two hours) away, she went back to her room.
She and she sat in the chair and she drew the schedule for the day in her head.
She finishes her meal first.
After she changes into clean clothes, she visits Punga and Takga.
She said, 'Can I meet only one of the Punga and Takga?'
She asks Fungga and Takga where Yeonjeokha lives.
She goes looking for Yeonjeokha.
'and… … .’
The speaker then recalled what she had to do.
After all, an apology for her past came first.
If she doesn't shake off old feelings, the conversation itself will be impossible.
When the speaker met Yeon Jeok-ha, she tried to organize what she would say in her mind.
―Everything was done by the mother and the general. As you know, I was only nine at the time. It's not that I don't worry about you sometimes. Still, there was nothing I could do... … .
Wouldn't that be enough?
-Sorry. But my mother was so strong that she tried to pass me on to the upper side. Even now that her brothers have grown up, they can't disobey her mother.
It's not a lie.
The brothers are more accustomed to her mother than they are to themselves.
To the extent that he couldn't object to the compromise with the family's enemy, the Wolhaseonja.
‘Should I ask for forgiveness? Or should I say I'm sorry?'
I don't think I've committed a big enough sin to say, "Please forgive me." If you say ‘I’m sorry’, do you think you take the other person’s pain too lightly?
The speaker hesitated for a long time about the words ‘forgiveness’ and ‘sorry’.
‘Oh, I don’t know. Let’s go then and see if it matches the mood.’
As he organized his thoughts to that point, his heart pounded.
From now on, this is the main point.
I'm saying it politely and without sarcasm.
―I am also Yeon, and I am your older sister. I want to know about the visions left by our ancestors. Teach me.
The speaker whispered softly so that only he could hear it, then got up from his seat.
And he went out
Surprisingly, it was still dark outside.
His heart is in a hurry, but time seems to pass too slowly.
***
release.
Dajeong (茶精) Tea house.
Poongyeoncho said in a calm tone.
“Oh, what about this? Brother Yeon left the opening yesterday. I can't tell you where he went. Yeon's younger brother didn't want to meet the Yeons.”
“He left unboxing? Is it really?”
"exactly."
“Feng Daehyup, I was trying to meet you to tell you about the past.”
“I’m sorry, but I respect your brother’s wishes.”
"great. I'll meet the brother and solve it. Before that, let me ask you one question.”
“If I know anything, I will answer.”
“Did Feng Daehyup learn the Yeon family’s vision from Jeokha?”
“You can do that.”
“As expected. A few days ago, I saw a fight between Fung and Tak at the entrance of the Jinan Night Market. The form is the same as Waryongjang's swordsmanship, but the results are very different. I don't think it's because their weapons are Park Do. How could that be?”
“Is it possible that you are trying to meet Yeon’s younger brother in order to solve that curiosity?”
“Not necessarily. The first is to apologize and restore broken relationships.”
“So the second is to hear about the vision?”
“Isn’t that obvious? I am the brother's sister. I think I am entitled to know about the visions of the Yeon family ancestors that Jeokha gained.”
Poongyeoncho stuck out its tongue.
I don't know if he's proud or shameless.
“Again, I respect Yeon-a’s will. I would like you to ask your younger brother about the vision as well. Brother Yeon is my agenda, but he is also like his teacher. How can a disciple go against the will of his master?”
“… … .”
The Speech Master closed his mouth and fired at the Poong Tobacco.
"Hey. Then at least tell me where the brother has gone. I really want to meet him In anticipation of meeting the brother, he couldn’t sleep a wink all night.”
‘Yes, I understand. I'm going crazy because I'm curious about the vision.'
Poongyeoncho looked at the impatient speaker and spoke leisurely.
“Yeon Dae-joo, if the fate is met, I will be able to meet the Yeon younger brother. So please wait patiently.”
“You are blocking the relationship. He wants me to tell you where he went. please."
“I have already stated my position. Nothing will change.”
“… … .”
The speaker, who clenched his fists and trembled, finally gave up and got up from his seat. And he hurriedly left the teahouse without saying goodbye.
***
end of December.
Gungjang (弓庄) in the southeast of Zhengzhou.
About twenty carpenters flocked to the old manor that had been neglected for a long time. They worked tirelessly and repaired every corner of the manor.
When the new year came, the carpenters finished the construction and disappeared at once like the ebb tide.
The signboard of the manor was not hung, but there were rumors that a “shaman’s family was entering the village.”
***
First day of the new year.
A two-headed wagon was moving slowly on the road leading to Jeongju.
Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no are also wagons filled with heartache.
Each time the wagon rocked, the upper bodies of the two moved back and forth and left and right.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking out the window with indifferent eyes, said.
"Old Shim, I've been thinking for a long time."
“Hehe, yes.”
She was curious about what she was trying to say this time.
“Haven’t we already killed two of the Twelve Horsemen?”
“Confucius killed him.”
“Why did you suddenly step out? Do you care about famous schools that much?”
“It can’t be. When I think of the Twelve Horses, it seems like an undeserved compliment to me.”
The heartache hit me lightly.
To be honest, I could deal with the human Twelve Horsemen, but after that, I was helpless.
Aside from not being able to get a knife stuck in her body, in the case of Jin Ga-hee, even the scares of hell radiated from her palms. How could they defeat the twelve horsemen?
The heartache that shook his head excitedly asked.
“But what were you thinking?”
“Wouldn’t a famous school try to find us? Do you think so? no?"
“It will. Because revenge is basic in Gangho.”
“They must think we are rongin from Waryongjang, right?”
"Aha. Are you afraid that Obongsanchae will be damaged by that?”
"Uh. If not right now, you'll find out someday, so you won't be alone.”
“So, what are you going to do, Confucius?”
Heartache stared at Yeonjeokha, curiously.
I thought he went around without thinking, but he seems to be thinking about various things. Gangho experience is a desirable thing because it is accumulated in that way.
“I thought that far.”
"ah… … .”
A heartache shook his head.
It seems that it is still unreasonable to expect great things from him, who is also a first-timer.
“That's why I'm asking you. How do the Murim people deal with this situation?”
"Well. I had no such worries as I wandered alone without a monk or family.”
“Isn’t there something you’ve seen or heard?”
“In conclusion, you don’t have to worry about that.”
“Why?”
“Even if the famous religion knew that Confucius was a five-year-old, he would not touch the living. That's because it's an act of losing green and pretending. Wouldn't it be known if Confucius was Chaeju? If that’s not the case, would you hold the mountain alive?”
“Is that so?”
“There is more to lose by losing greenery and chucking than gaining by eliminating Obong Sanchae. If I were a famous religious leader, I wouldn't do that. Most people think the same way.”
“So, you were worried for nothing?”
“It's nothing good. It is important that Confucius saw far away. Because that's what it's all about. You did very well.”
I looked at Yeonjeokha with heartache-satisfied eyes.
“What are those mean eyes?”
“Hehehe, how mean. It can't be.”
“Early smile.”
Even while the two were tapping, the carriage continued to run toward Jeongju.
***
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
When Yu (禹), the founder of Hanara, divided the world into nine lords and ruled, Henan was at the center. Since then, Henan has been called Zhongyuan or Zhongzhou.
Jeongju is the holy city of Henam-do and is like heaven for the Murim people of the Jeongsa sect. There are countless minor samurai families, military officers, and breakwaters with a long history.
Of course, there is Shaolin Temple, which is the head of the Chillpai Gate, in Dengfeng County to the southwest, but it is one day away from Zhengzhou, so it has not exerted its influence.
around lunchtime.
Into the huge city of Zhengzhou, the two wagons ridden by Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong entered.
The carriage passed through the city gate and advanced for a long time before coming to a stop at the station.
“We have arrived. Sirs.”
Only at the call of the coachman did Yeonjeokha and Heartache get off the carriage.
Yeonjeokha looked around and murmured.
“Looking at it today, it looks very big.”
Something was different from the last time I didn't pay attention to the thought of passing by.
“Hehe, it was big before. It seems that Confucius did not see it? We still have plenty of time, so let’s go eat first.”
“Let’s do it.”
It was cold, but the streets were full of people because of the large population.
The two of them, walking down a busy street, stopped in front of the Joongwon Banjeom.
This is the place where I had lunch the last time I stopped by.
The two, facing each other, were attracted to the familiarity and entered the halfway point.
I swung around the mating spots.
Having been there before, it was more than unfamiliar.
Jeom So-yi, whose name is unknown, is still busy, and the owner of the cashier remains the same.
My heartache said to Yeonjeokha, who was laughing.
“Are you feeling good?”
“No, no? why?"
"I think you've been laughing since before."
“It doesn’t mean anything. It was because I felt comfortable because I had been there last time.”
“Sometimes I feel that way for no reason. I don't know if Jeongju is right for you.”
"is it?"
Yeonjeokha tilted his head.
My old heartache said that, so it seems like that for some reason.
then the door It opened and a middle-aged man and woman came inside.
The face of Yeonjeokha, who inadvertently turned his head, hardened.
She instantly turned her head to the other side of the match.
My heart beat alone.
thump, thump, thump, thump.
At that rough beat, the comfortable feeling of a moment ago disappeared without a trace.
Surprised by the sudden change in the enemy drop, he looked around.
However, I did not see anything particularly irritating.
There were no Murim people with dark auras, and all the guests were enjoying their meal peacefully.
“Gongja?”
In a low voice of heartache, he called Yeonjeokha.
It's the first time she's seen him so anxious since meeting him.
What on earth makes Yeonjeokha, who is playing in the realm of heaven and earth, like that?
