"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Episode 199. Do you know anyone who does a half-role round?
When Gu Cheon-no-do's heartache brought out the nokdam-pyeong, Yeon-jeok-ha sat on the edge of the rock where he liked to sit.
The muddy water of the Yellow River flowed as if nothing had happened even after swallowing the two of them.
I didn't really want to keep him alive, but when he suddenly died, I felt strange.
That must be why Nokdampyeong was beaten up after being absent-minded.
“Old Sim.”
"yes."
The heart pain, which had been gripping Nokdampyeong on one side, rushed to the side of Yeonjeokha.
“Last night my dream was troubled. Find out what's wrong with your brothers.”
“Shall we recognize only five or ten girls? or not… … .”
Heartache glanced at Yeonjeokha's profile.
The old heartache didn't want to scratch the side leg even for him.
To be honest, the people of Namgung Se are more dangerous than the Five Bon 10 girls who work in the upper room.
He hoped that the soft-hearted Yeon Jeok-ha would not suffer from the loss of someone dear to him.
“Is there anything special with Namgungse? The Justice alliance is not alone.”
“That’s true, but famous religious people are so bizarre.”
Even the twelve horses alone were enough to lightly steam and eat chilli pie.
“I heard that you shouldn’t worry about 5 Bon 10 Girls, but the Namgung family is going to take care of it quite a bit, right? Since when did she take care of Jeongpa more than Nokrim?”
“Oops! Are you taking more? Whoever hears will misunderstand. Obongsipgeol's enemy is the third-class breakwater, but isn't Namgung's enemy famous? Anyway, I was afraid that Confucius would have something to worry about later.”
“Isn’t it because Old Man Sim’s hands and feet are itching?”
“Hehe. To be honest, there is a little bit of that.”
A heartache scratched his head.
Learning the martial arts of heaven and earth and living in the Yellow River was so painful that moths could not bear it.
“Tsk tsk! At least develop your skills enough to face the Twelve Horsemen and say that. I don't want to mess around with Old Man Shim.”
“Even now, there is no problem with the Twelve Horsemen. It's because monsters are a little burdensome.”
“You sound like a burden. When he sees a monster, he runs away.”
He said with a saddened expression.
“Gongja-nim, to be honest, even the long-timers of the Chillpai Gate will run away from the monsters. That's what it's worth.”
“Okay, so use that useful inaction to see if things are all right with his brothers. Even if the news of the Justice alliance stays still, there is a lot of talk about it here and there, so you don’t have to go out of your way.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Heartache shook his head.
Certainly, the news of the Justice alliance could be known enough just by listening to it at the inn.
At times like this, I really think that running an inn is a trick.
So you can sit still and listen to the world go by.
Mid time (1:00 p.m.).
When it was lunchtime, Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong got up from their seats.
Eyes flashed in the eyes of the heartache as he walked to the inn.
Someone was screaming loudly in the inn.
“Hehe. Confucius. It looks like some idiot is making a fuss again.”
Sambo-bang and Cheonhwa-bang had their hands off, but sometimes the town officials would babble at the inn.
Even if it's not a heartache, I notice that it's been well since I've been grunting.
"Don't even think about killing me or making me sick. Busa Cheon (Busa Cheonryangji, Adverb of Anchalsa) says that Pojeongsa (overseeing the civil and financial affairs of the province) is looking into our inn. If you get into an accident, you might have to go back to Mt. Obong.”
Regardless of the faction, if you go against the government, your life will be twisted.
I didn't want to throw away the inn life that I had just started.
“Don't worry. I'm not just killing anyone. I only kill those who deserve to die.”
"Know. The problem is that there are many people who deserve to die. Let's kill a little bit of blood. Should I, young, tell Old Sim not to be bloody? Don't you think it's changed?"
“Confucius is too kind.”
“Don’t talk like that in front of other people. A few days ago, a merchant stopped eating and called me like Asura. I saw you as a guest.”
"Dare! Did you say that to Confucius? Which side are you from? I'm going to go and rip him upside down.”
“If you knew who I was, would you have said that? It happened while they were talking about Jeongju among themselves. So in the future, don't say things like being nice or being weak. Because his face is burning.”
Earlier, when he said to Nok Dam-pyeong, "Confucius's heart is tender," he was also embarrassed.
Normally, Nokdampyeong couldn't even make eye contact with himself.
Since the imposters drowned today, they haven't even breathed.
To him he would see himself as the grim reaper.
Are you a grim reaper with a soft heart? It is truly the best of nonsense.
Meanwhile, the turmoil inside grew louder.
In the end, his head was white, but the heartache of a strong blood entered the inn first.
Heartache immediately dragged the man in fancy clothes and disappeared somewhere.
He entered the inn and sat down at the window where he entered the store and called Sang-do closer.
“Yes, Gongja.”
“Who was the one who was making noise just now?”
“He said that his father was Gae Gaeseong Anchalsa, but that must be a lie, right?”
Yeonjeokha frowned.
Anchalsa is a high-ranking official in Jeongsampum, who is in charge of the province's judiciary and supervision.
He was also the superior of Chun Liangji, an adjutant of Jeongsapum Anchalsa.
“Why did you make a fuss?”
“At first, I was fooling around with Nam So-jeo.”
"Creation?"
“Yeah, I was messing around for a while. I think half an hour (1 hour) is like that. Still, since Nam So-jeo didn’t accept it, I patted him on the butt and giggled.”
"crazy… … .”
“So what does Sojeo Nam say? Suddenly, his hair came out of his fish pond, and he made a fuss.”
“No companions?”
"yes. Seeing that he goes alone, I think he is definitely not the son of Anchalsa. Yes?"
I laughed at the love affair.
Seeing that he keeps asking, it seems that the word Anchalsa's son is quite difficult.
After about half an hour (about 30 minutes), a heartache came through his hand.
He slumped down in the seat across from Yeonjeokha with a carefree face.
“You didn’t come here to kill me, did you?”
“Oops! It can't be. I threw it away on the way to the opening.”
“How many times did you hit me?”
“I didn't do it too badly. I only broke both arms lightly in the barak barak. I didn't touch my leg to get home.”
broke his arms
It's not excessive considering the usual heartache in my hands, but it still bothered me.
“Doesn’t he say that he is the son of Anchalsa?”
“Did you hear that too? He shouted that he was the eldest son. Those who spread genealogy hit the snout right away because the placenta is a lie. It wasn’t until my front teeth fell out that I stopped talking nonsense.”
“Did you even break your teeth?”
“The nose also seemed to have sunk a little. Isn’t that the level of aegyo on this floor?”
Heartache calmly picked up the chopsticks.
It is not uncommon for him to see his arm broken and his nose slumped in the middle of the forest road.
Didn't Muyoung Shintu and Baek Gyo, who attacked Yeon Jeok Ha a few years ago, have their faces crushed?
'What is he going to do these days?'
Sim Tong suddenly wondered how Baek Gyo was doing.
Of course, not from his pure intentions, but because he wanted to show off his achievements to him.
“What if he really is the son of Anchalsa?”
"There's no way a guy like Anchalsa's son could walk around alone, right?"
The heartache was a face that made no sense.
In fact, when he is the son of Anchalsa, it is correct that he is accompanied by an escort.
“That, right?”
I decided to trust the judgment of Shimtong, who had a lot of experience in dating.
“Who am I? Just by looking at the top, you can tell if this guy is a janitor or a son of a rich man. That bastard’s father would be the acting chief of the upper division.”
“The clothes look classy.”
“Those who only believe in their parents’ wealth and act recklessly will come to their senses only when they are beaten.”
“I was wondering if you wanted to, but didn’t you steal the money?”
“I got a little bit for the trouble. Because I drove him half way to the opening.”
“Ah, so you broke his arms, broke his teeth, knocked his nose down, and ripped off his money?”
“I learned everything from Confucius.”
“Did I say that?”
“Ah, what are you so surprised about? Didn't Confucius also get money after knocking on a fan?”
“What nonsense! I've only received damages. I didn't steal money by saying trouble and what!”
Yeonjeokha jumped up.
He had his wagon drowned in a river or destroyed to receive reparations. I don't know why that story is jumping out of my heartache right now.
He said as if the heartache was insignificant.
“Compensation or labor cost, it’s 50 foot and 10 foot. I have to work diligently to make a run. … .”
“You old man! What if a customer breaks his bones with some tricks and takes his money! Are you going to take responsibility if the restaurant's reputation deteriorates and there are fewer customers? Do you know what Obong Mountain is here?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha raised his voice, Nam Su-gyeong quickly approached him.
“Yeong Confucius. I don't know what's going on, but please lower the volume. Why are you angry?”
“This old man dragged off the guest from earlier… … .”
I ended up saying “I hit you” because I couldn’t bear to reveal all the facts.
Nam Soo-kyung was taken aback by the fact that he hit her.
"oh! really? Sim old. Still, he was our guest, but it was too harsh.”
“What about guests? You don't have to accept the truth.”
“… … .”
Nam Soo-kyung couldn't refute because all of them were done for him.
It was true that the man had crossed the line.
He flirted lightly at first, but as time went on he got parackho.
His grandfather was away, so he was embarrassed. If he saw it, he might have grabbed him by the back of his neck and collapsed.
Nam Soo-kyung, who hesitated, returned to his place.
He finished his meal after giving Simtong an eye opener.
Whatever happens will happen anyway.
Although he was in the hands of heartache, he didn't even say anything when he thought of what he had done.
Yeonjeokha, who had been eating fish soup in silence, raised his head.
“Old Sim.”
"yes?"
“Still, let’s not get paid for our troubles in the future. I'm not even a ronin, so what's the cost of labor?"
“Will the compensation be okay?”
Yeonjeokha touched his forehead with his empty hand.
The heat rushed through his head with the palm of his hand.
Heartache I don't know if it's because I'm biting it, or if it's because I'm really curious.
“Grunt! Whoever causes damage must be compensated. If you're not escorting for money like the ronin people, don't even mention the cost of your labor. Asking for money for hard work after beating a fan to their heart’s content is something that only works in Obongsan.”
“Yes, I will definitely do it in the future.”
He lowered his sly head.
It's not 'I won't do it in the future', but I will definitely do it.
“Don’t be too hard on yourself to save money. If you don’t have enough money to live on, I can give you more.”
The yeon gently incited the heartache.
It was better than having an old man run around having an accident.
Considering his age, the money he lent him could be repaid quickly.
"it's okay. I plan to prepare slowly, not in a hurry.”
“Are you okay with your age? If you're old Sim, you can save money and go hooked.”
“Heh. I’m thinking of aiming for Banro Hwandong.”
“Ban, what?”
“They say that if you deepen your realm, you can actually become younger. I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems like the hair below my ears is growing black these days.”
“Ah, that can’t be. Do you know that anyone can do a half-way round?”
Even so, he carefully inspected the hair below the ears of the heartache that was being reunited.
If he really thinks he will exchange money, he will never do money transactions.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Episode 199. Do you know anyone who does a half-role round?
When Gu Cheon-no-do's heartache brought out the nokdam-pyeong, Yeon-jeok-ha sat on the edge of the rock where he liked to sit.
The muddy water of the Yellow River flowed as if nothing had happened even after swallowing the two of them.
I didn't really want to keep him alive, but when he suddenly died, I felt strange.
That must be why Nokdampyeong was beaten up after being absent-minded.
“Old Sim.”
"yes."
The heart pain, which had been gripping Nokdampyeong on one side, rushed to the side of Yeonjeokha.
“Last night my dream was troubled. Find out what's wrong with your brothers.”
“Shall we recognize only five or ten girls? or not… … .”
Heartache glanced at Yeonjeokha's profile.
The old heartache didn't want to scratch the side leg even for him.
To be honest, the people of Namgung Se are more dangerous than the Five Bon 10 girls who work in the upper room.
He hoped that the soft-hearted Yeon Jeok-ha would not suffer from the loss of someone dear to him.
“Is there anything special with Namgungse? The Justice alliance is not alone.”
“That’s true, but famous religious people are so bizarre.”
Even the twelve horses alone were enough to lightly steam and eat chilli pie.
“I heard that you shouldn’t worry about 5 Bon 10 Girls, but the Namgung family is going to take care of it quite a bit, right? Since when did she take care of Jeongpa more than Nokrim?”
“Oops! Are you taking more? Whoever hears will misunderstand. Obongsipgeol's enemy is the third-class breakwater, but isn't Namgung's enemy famous? Anyway, I was afraid that Confucius would have something to worry about later.”
“Isn’t it because Old Man Sim’s hands and feet are itching?”
“Hehe. To be honest, there is a little bit of that.”
A heartache scratched his head.
Learning the martial arts of heaven and earth and living in the Yellow River was so painful that moths could not bear it.
“Tsk tsk! At least develop your skills enough to face the Twelve Horsemen and say that. I don't want to mess around with Old Man Shim.”
“Even now, there is no problem with the Twelve Horsemen. It's because monsters are a little burdensome.”
“You sound like a burden. When he sees a monster, he runs away.”
He said with a saddened expression.
“Gongja-nim, to be honest, even the long-timers of the Chillpai Gate will run away from the monsters. That's what it's worth.”
“Okay, so use that useful inaction to see if things are all right with his brothers. Even if the news of the Justice alliance stays still, there is a lot of talk about it here and there, so you don’t have to go out of your way.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Heartache shook his head.
Certainly, the news of the Justice alliance could be known enough just by listening to it at the inn.
At times like this, I really think that running an inn is a trick.
So you can sit still and listen to the world go by.
Mid time (1:00 p.m.).
When it was lunchtime, Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong got up from their seats.
Eyes flashed in the eyes of the heartache as he walked to the inn.
Someone was screaming loudly in the inn.
“Hehe. Confucius. It looks like some idiot is making a fuss again.”
Sambo-bang and Cheonhwa-bang had their hands off, but sometimes the town officials would babble at the inn.
Even if it's not a heartache, I notice that it's been well since I've been grunting.
"Don't even think about killing me or making me sick. Busa Cheon (Busa Cheonryangji, Adverb of Anchalsa) says that Pojeongsa (overseeing the civil and financial affairs of the province) is looking into our inn. If you get into an accident, you might have to go back to Mt. Obong.”
Regardless of the faction, if you go against the government, your life will be twisted.
I didn't want to throw away the inn life that I had just started.
“Don't worry. I'm not just killing anyone. I only kill those who deserve to die.”
"Know. The problem is that there are many people who deserve to die. Let's kill a little bit of blood. Should I, young, tell Old Sim not to be bloody? Don't you think it's changed?"
“Confucius is too kind.”
“Don’t talk like that in front of other people. A few days ago, a merchant stopped eating and called me like Asura. I saw you as a guest.”
"Dare! Did you say that to Confucius? Which side are you from? I'm going to go and rip him upside down.”
“If you knew who I was, would you have said that? It happened while they were talking about Jeongju among themselves. So in the future, don't say things like being nice or being weak. Because his face is burning.”
Earlier, when he said to Nok Dam-pyeong, "Confucius's heart is tender," he was also embarrassed.
Normally, Nokdampyeong couldn't even make eye contact with himself.
Since the imposters drowned today, they haven't even breathed.
To him he would see himself as the grim reaper.
Are you a grim reaper with a soft heart? It is truly the best of nonsense.
Meanwhile, the turmoil inside grew louder.
In the end, his head was white, but the heartache of a strong blood entered the inn first.
Heartache immediately dragged the man in fancy clothes and disappeared somewhere.
He entered the inn and sat down at the window where he entered the store and called Sang-do closer.
“Yes, Gongja.”
“Who was the one who was making noise just now?”
“He said that his father was Gae Gaeseong Anchalsa, but that must be a lie, right?”
Yeonjeokha frowned.
Anchalsa is a high-ranking official in Jeongsampum, who is in charge of the province's judiciary and supervision.
He was also the superior of Chun Liangji, an adjutant of Jeongsapum Anchalsa.
“Why did you make a fuss?”
“At first, I was fooling around with Nam So-jeo.”
"Creation?"
“Yeah, I was messing around for a while. I think half an hour (1 hour) is like that. Still, since Nam So-jeo didn’t accept it, I patted him on the butt and giggled.”
"crazy… … .”
“So what does Sojeo Nam say? Suddenly, his hair came out of his fish pond, and he made a fuss.”
“No companions?”
"yes. Seeing that he goes alone, I think he is definitely not the son of Anchalsa. Yes?"
I laughed at the love affair.
Seeing that he keeps asking, it seems that the word Anchalsa's son is quite difficult.
After about half an hour (about 30 minutes), a heartache came through his hand.
He slumped down in the seat across from Yeonjeokha with a carefree face.
“You didn’t come here to kill me, did you?”
“Oops! It can't be. I threw it away on the way to the opening.”
“How many times did you hit me?”
“I didn't do it too badly. I only broke both arms lightly in the barak barak. I didn't touch my leg to get home.”
broke his arms
It's not excessive considering the usual heartache in my hands, but it still bothered me.
“Doesn’t he say that he is the son of Anchalsa?”
“Did you hear that too? He shouted that he was the eldest son. Those who spread genealogy hit the snout right away because the placenta is a lie. It wasn’t until my front teeth fell out that I stopped talking nonsense.”
“Did you even break your teeth?”
“The nose also seemed to have sunk a little. Isn’t that the level of aegyo on this floor?”
Heartache calmly picked up the chopsticks.
It is not uncommon for him to see his arm broken and his nose slumped in the middle of the forest road.
Didn't Muyoung Shintu and Baek Gyo, who attacked Yeon Jeok Ha a few years ago, have their faces crushed?
'What is he going to do these days?'
Sim Tong suddenly wondered how Baek Gyo was doing.
Of course, not from his pure intentions, but because he wanted to show off his achievements to him.
“What if he really is the son of Anchalsa?”
"There's no way a guy like Anchalsa's son could walk around alone, right?"
The heartache was a face that made no sense.
In fact, when he is the son of Anchalsa, it is correct that he is accompanied by an escort.
“That, right?”
I decided to trust the judgment of Shimtong, who had a lot of experience in dating.
“Who am I? Just by looking at the top, you can tell if this guy is a janitor or a son of a rich man. That bastard’s father would be the acting chief of the upper division.”
“The clothes look classy.”
“Those who only believe in their parents’ wealth and act recklessly will come to their senses only when they are beaten.”
“I was wondering if you wanted to, but didn’t you steal the money?”
“I got a little bit for the trouble. Because I drove him half way to the opening.”
“Ah, so you broke his arms, broke his teeth, knocked his nose down, and ripped off his money?”
“I learned everything from Confucius.”
“Did I say that?”
“Ah, what are you so surprised about? Didn't Confucius also get money after knocking on a fan?”
“What nonsense! I've only received damages. I didn't steal money by saying trouble and what!”
Yeonjeokha jumped up.
He had his wagon drowned in a river or destroyed to receive reparations. I don't know why that story is jumping out of my heartache right now.
He said as if the heartache was insignificant.
“Compensation or labor cost, it’s 50 foot and 10 foot. I have to work diligently to make a run. … .”
“You old man! What if a customer breaks his bones with some tricks and takes his money! Are you going to take responsibility if the restaurant's reputation deteriorates and there are fewer customers? Do you know what Obong Mountain is here?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha raised his voice, Nam Su-gyeong quickly approached him.
“Yeong Confucius. I don't know what's going on, but please lower the volume. Why are you angry?”
“This old man dragged off the guest from earlier… … .”
I ended up saying “I hit you” because I couldn’t bear to reveal all the facts.
Nam Soo-kyung was taken aback by the fact that he hit her.
"oh! really? Sim old. Still, he was our guest, but it was too harsh.”
“What about guests? You don't have to accept the truth.”
“… … .”
Nam Soo-kyung couldn't refute because all of them were done for him.
It was true that the man had crossed the line.
He flirted lightly at first, but as time went on he got parackho.
His grandfather was away, so he was embarrassed. If he saw it, he might have grabbed him by the back of his neck and collapsed.
Nam Soo-kyung, who hesitated, returned to his place.
He finished his meal after giving Simtong an eye opener.
Whatever happens will happen anyway.
Although he was in the hands of heartache, he didn't even say anything when he thought of what he had done.
Yeonjeokha, who had been eating fish soup in silence, raised his head.
“Old Sim.”
"yes?"
“Still, let’s not get paid for our troubles in the future. I'm not even a ronin, so what's the cost of labor?"
“Will the compensation be okay?”
Yeonjeokha touched his forehead with his empty hand.
The heat rushed through his head with the palm of his hand.
Heartache I don't know if it's because I'm biting it, or if it's because I'm really curious.
“Grunt! Whoever causes damage must be compensated. If you're not escorting for money like the ronin people, don't even mention the cost of your labor. Asking for money for hard work after beating a fan to their heart’s content is something that only works in Obongsan.”
“Yes, I will definitely do it in the future.”
He lowered his sly head.
It's not 'I won't do it in the future', but I will definitely do it.
“Don’t be too hard on yourself to save money. If you don’t have enough money to live on, I can give you more.”
The yeon gently incited the heartache.
It was better than having an old man run around having an accident.
Considering his age, the money he lent him could be repaid quickly.
"it's okay. I plan to prepare slowly, not in a hurry.”
“Are you okay with your age? If you're old Sim, you can save money and go hooked.”
“Heh. I’m thinking of aiming for Banro Hwandong.”
“Ban, what?”
“They say that if you deepen your realm, you can actually become younger. I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems like the hair below my ears is growing black these days.”
“Ah, that can’t be. Do you know that anyone can do a half-way round?”
Even so, he carefully inspected the hair below the ears of the heartache that was being reunited.
If he really thinks he will exchange money, he will never do money transactions.
