"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 281 - Ho-ga-ho-wi (狐假虎威) won't last long
At the same time, Giru premiered.
The giru where gisaengs serve are divided into cheongru and hongru.
If poetry, calligraphy, art, and music are sold in the Qinglou, the body and laughter are sold in the Honglou.
The premiere is blue.
Of course, the gisaengs there must provide poetry and ceremonial music. But that's what the words say, and in reality, it was just about talking to customers.
Those who actually play gold are professional musicians, and the owner used to invite them separately.
Gucheonnodo Shimtong opened the door of Giru and entered.
He has been frequenting since he met Muyeongsintu Baekgyo here.
It is because there is a courtesan who has a usable appearance and can speak quite well.
Cha Jung-rae, the owner, shimtong the heartache and ran to the entrance of Burinake.
"oh my! Senior Sim, please come.”
Shim Tong nodded his head dryly and glanced around the inside of Giru.
Knowing that he was looking for Wol-a, Cha Joong-rae said with an apologetic face.
“What about this? Walla is now in the guest room.”
He looked at Cha Joong-rae with disapproving eyes.
Usually, he took me there on his own, but it seems like he won't do that today.
Cha Joong-rae made excuses with a troubled face.
“Among the guests who came today, there is a high-ranking person from Nokrim, and he likes Wolah.”
“Are you high?”
“Yes, I heard that you are the first of the Twelve Demon Lords, Mr. Ghost.”
“It sucks.”
Shim tong turned around at the word ghost army.
He didn't want to get entangled with the disciples of Pacheon Demon Army at a drinking party.
Recently, there has been a lot of talk among the Nokrimdo about who is stronger between Gucheonnodo and Twelve Demons.
It was a fairly unpleasant comparison from the perspective of the Twelve Horses, the great head of Green Forest. This is why there is no one in Nokrim who does not know the past of old sim.
Simtong also knew the hearts of the Twelve Demons, so he tried not to run into them as much as possible.
Cha Joong-rae, who was startled at the moment, grabbed the collar of his old sim.
“Oops! Elderly. However, if I just go on like this, I will end up becoming a bad guy. We will ask Geum-ah, the most famous person in our Giru, to serve as the navigator. Since she is not inferior in beauty or talent to Wol-a, why don’t you sit down with her?”
Cha Joong-rae put out the best hand he had for Simtong, who had recently become a regular. He had a lot of heartache and was very polite, so he didn't want to miss it.
“Gold? You mean that kid who is good at gold?”
“Yes, yes. Usually, they just play, but today I will ask you to wait on the sir.”
Simtong, who was tempted by Cha Jung-rae's proposal, turned around his secretly.
Geum-a was the most famous courtesan at the premiere, and I used to listen to her performance from afar.
She thought she was Ye-gi (藝妓) who only played, but she sat next to her, so she wondered what kind of windfall this was.
“Golden.”
A courtesan with a graceful beauty, as if looking at an orchid similar to her, entered and greeted politely.
A satisfied smile spread across her old sim face as she saw her golden child up close.
Originally, a man covets a woman even if he has the strength to cross the threshold.
In particular, to Nokrimdo, women are nothing more than objects of lust.
The old sim of the days when it was called Gumil Bokgeom was no different from any other Nokrimdo.
However, after developing Gucheongi, his old sim changed a little.
Gucheongi's unique emptiness turned roaring lust into innocence.
That's why the smile of the old sim now looked kind of innocent.
Emotions are relative.
Such old sim was also conveyed to Geum Ah.
Geum-ah, who was very nervous at the prospect of serving green hemp, was surprised inside.
It was because she felt a sense of comfort that can only be found in the swordsmen of the rightist sect.
When her fears disappeared, she took her old sim with all her heart.
She released poetry, etiquette, and music that she had honed and polished as if she were a son of her famous family.
Old sim didn't quite understand what she was saying, but she just enjoyed her vibe.
Regardless of the East and the West, when the mind is comfortable, trivial stories come and go.
In no time, the conversation moved on to personal affairs.
“… … The girl's hometown is Luoyang. She grew up in Yiyang County.”
“Lee Yang-hyeon? Turns out she was a trend person.”
Old sim took her half.
She herself is also because she is from Yiyang County.
“Oh, really?”
“Everything. When she was young, she also caught and ate fish in the river.”
"oh! You did. This is the first time in my life that I have been trending.”
It was so nice to hear that Geum-a's tone of voice, which used to use her extremely respectful title, changed to a respectful one.
“Huh! I am also your first Jeong Ju-ra in Yiyang-hyeon... … .”
Old sim glanced at her golden child's profile.
Seeing that she came not to Luoyang, but to Jeongju, it seems that she has a story.
just as expected?
“Originally, the girl's father was a master of the Golden House. She pampered me, the only daughter of a boy and girl. Thanks to her, she learned gold from Teacher Gold from a young age.”
"That's why she has an unusual skill at burning gold."
“One day, expensive items disappeared from Geumwa Sangbang, and the girl's father was arrested on a false charge. She could not stand the torture and died in prison within a month. After that, her property and even her house were robbed and she left Yiyang-hyeon as if she were being kicked out.”
“Oops.”
“Because of the people of Geumwa Sangbang, I couldn’t get a seat in Lukyang. So she ended up coming all the way to Jeongju. Then, a few years ago, her mother fell ill, and the girl… … .”
“Tsk tsk!”
A old sim shook her head.
Growing up as the daughter of a nobleman, she was confused when she heard Geum-a's story.
“Oh, I ruined the atmosphere with useless talk. sorry. I don't usually talk about myself, but since the elders are from the same neighborhood and are comfortable, stop... … .”
"no. I heard you She thought of her hometown for the first time in a while, and it was nice. Then at home?”
“Your mother is alone.”
“Are you still sick?”
"yes. I have trouble moving, so I stay in my room all day.”
“Is anyone looking after you?”
"no. With the money I make here, I can hardly afford to pay for my medicine.”
"I see."
That's when old sim nodded her head.
There was a crackling sound and the sound of breaking objects outside her door.
Old sim and Geum-a wondered what was going on, so they listened to the trend outside.
Cha Jung-rae, who was sitting at the checkout counter, hurriedly ran into the corridor when the commotion arose.
Wol-a, a courtesan, was lying on top of the broken door.
Then two middle-aged people walked out of the room frowning.
Gwiyeongjagun and Haksansanchae Chaeju Sisanma were Hyukmuchun.
Hyuk Moo-chun, who happened to find Cha Joong-rae, started cursing at him.
"You're the one who's going to be fried in this dung! How did you take care of the girls, so it's such a mess!”
“Oops! Well, what did our Wol-a do wrong?”
“That bitch dared to refuse to sleep with our ghost. How dare you be a courtesan!”
"omg! Sirs, our Giru has a blue lantern hanging at the entrance. It's a sign that it's blue. Courtesans of Cheongru do not sell their bodies.”
The opponent must have already known, but Cha Joong-rae explained with all his heart and soul.
just as expected?
Hyuk Moo-chun sneered.
"Go home and say such nonsensical things. Anyone, Mr. Ghost, should open his crotch if he wants to. Even your wife is no exception. But how dare a courtesan refuse? Wasn't that the only way you were educated? uh?"
Along with the words, Hyuk Mu-chun hit Cha Jung-rae with his fist.
Cha Joong-rae flew backwards with a ‘billion’ sound.
Giru's escorts standing behind him helped and raised Cha Jung-rae, who had fallen in a hurry.
“Okay… … .”
Cha Joong-rae narrowed his eyes with a moan.
It happened so suddenly that he couldn't come to his senses.
Car Joong-rae, barely awake, looked to his left and right.
Courtesans and guests were frightened and watched from a distance.
It was the same with the Giru escort warriors.
It would have no choice but to be because it was the work of Green Forest Chaeju and the Twelve Demons.
'ha! What should I do with this?'
It was when Cha Joong-rae was suffering internally.
Hyuk Moo-chun, who was frantic, approached the escorts supporting Cha Jung-rae.
“You guys! Where do you belong!”
“We are in the business room!"
One of the samurai who answered grabbed her face and rolled backwards.
Hyuk Moo Chun beat up the escorts near Cha Jung Rae like dogs, as if his anger still persisted.
“You bastards! How do you manage Giru? ok? How dare a guy called the owner of Giru make the Twelve Demons feel bad about Blue Lou and Red Lou! Are you even human! You bastards who aren’t even as good as this dog!”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
"evil!"
Hyuk Mu-chun, who was trampling on the three escort warriors, suddenly slammed his face into Cha Jung-rae.
“You bastard. Say it again. What should a bitch named Wol-ah do?”
It's time for Cha Joong-rae, who was watching tremblingly, to answer.
With a clatter, the door opened and someone walked out.
It was old sim.
Jin-ah followed her as if hiding her body behind old sim.
Finding old sim, Hyuk Moo-chun took a step back from Cha Joong-rae.
“Does Gucheonno also have old sim?”
However, Shim Tong ignored Hyuk Moo-chun and spoke.
“What do you do? If you come to Cheongru, you will be served and drunk. Shouldn't you have gone to the Red House from the beginning if you wanted to have a date with the girl? If you go up to the top of the mountain and find a fish, use it.”
Hyukmu-chun, who had been listening with a blushing face, snapped.
“Gucheonnodo. See who is behind me and say that! This is what the ghost of the world wants!”
“Adventure. Even if it's not Mr. Gwi Youngja, but the emperor, I have to protect the lead.”
"what? dare! Are you disrespecting the Twelve Horses just because you gained a little fame!”
Hyukmu-chun rushed toward old sim like a protective shield.
Still, he didn't draw his sword because he was concerned about Gu Chun's inaction.
Hyuk Moo Chun's fist flew to Sim Tong's face like lightning.
But old sim escaped his fists by just bobbing his head on the spot.
slam!
With a crackling sound, Hyukmu-chun took a step back.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Hyukmu-chun, who was pushed to the front of the ghost, shook his head vigorously as if trying to come to his senses.
Juruk.
He wiped it with the back of his hand as something hot ran down his upper lip.
Red blood was soaking the back of his hand.
“Such a punishment.”
An enraged Hyuk Mu-chun grabbed the handle of his sword and was about to leap forward.
it's time
The ghost's mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened.
"stop."
"yes? but… … .”
“Don’t make me say it twice.”
“No, yes.”
Hyuk Mu-chun did not dare to disobey Gwi Young-ja's words and stepped back.
Youngja-kun looked at his old sim with calm eyes.
However, contrary to what appeared on the outside, anger burned inside him like an active volcano.
‘How dare you pour cold water on the affairs of the Twelve Demon Army? Is it just a secret sword?'
The ghost who knew the past of old sim felt humiliated by all of this.
“Huh. Shim Nohyeong. don't remember Hugahouwi (狐假虎威) won't last long either. let's go."
After his words, Youngja-kun left Giru without looking back.
Hyuk Mu-chun caught a glimpse of his heartache with a fishy gaze and followed him with quick steps.
"oh my! Seniors, thank you. Thanks to that, both Walla and I lived. I will never forget this grace for the rest of my life.”
“Thank you very much.”
Cha Joong-rae and Wol-a came to Shen-tong and bowed their heads.
Simtong couldn't take her eyes off the door for a while even after Gwiyeongjagun and Hyeokmuchun disappeared.
Ho-ga-ho-wi won't last long?
The senile old sim could feel the aura of insidious scheming in the words he left.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 281 - Ho-ga-ho-wi (狐假虎威) won't last long
At the same time, Giru premiered.
The giru where gisaengs serve are divided into cheongru and hongru.
If poetry, calligraphy, art, and music are sold in the Qinglou, the body and laughter are sold in the Honglou.
The premiere is blue.
Of course, the gisaengs there must provide poetry and ceremonial music. But that's what the words say, and in reality, it was just about talking to customers.
Those who actually play gold are professional musicians, and the owner used to invite them separately.
Gucheonnodo Shimtong opened the door of Giru and entered.
He has been frequenting since he met Muyeongsintu Baekgyo here.
It is because there is a courtesan who has a usable appearance and can speak quite well.
Cha Jung-rae, the owner, shimtong the heartache and ran to the entrance of Burinake.
"oh my! Senior Sim, please come.”
Shim Tong nodded his head dryly and glanced around the inside of Giru.
Knowing that he was looking for Wol-a, Cha Joong-rae said with an apologetic face.
“What about this? Walla is now in the guest room.”
He looked at Cha Joong-rae with disapproving eyes.
Usually, he took me there on his own, but it seems like he won't do that today.
Cha Joong-rae made excuses with a troubled face.
“Among the guests who came today, there is a high-ranking person from Nokrim, and he likes Wolah.”
“Are you high?”
“Yes, I heard that you are the first of the Twelve Demon Lords, Mr. Ghost.”
“It sucks.”
Shim tong turned around at the word ghost army.
He didn't want to get entangled with the disciples of Pacheon Demon Army at a drinking party.
Recently, there has been a lot of talk among the Nokrimdo about who is stronger between Gucheonnodo and Twelve Demons.
It was a fairly unpleasant comparison from the perspective of the Twelve Horses, the great head of Green Forest. This is why there is no one in Nokrim who does not know the past of old sim.
Simtong also knew the hearts of the Twelve Demons, so he tried not to run into them as much as possible.
Cha Joong-rae, who was startled at the moment, grabbed the collar of his old sim.
“Oops! Elderly. However, if I just go on like this, I will end up becoming a bad guy. We will ask Geum-ah, the most famous person in our Giru, to serve as the navigator. Since she is not inferior in beauty or talent to Wol-a, why don’t you sit down with her?”
Cha Joong-rae put out the best hand he had for Simtong, who had recently become a regular. He had a lot of heartache and was very polite, so he didn't want to miss it.
“Gold? You mean that kid who is good at gold?”
“Yes, yes. Usually, they just play, but today I will ask you to wait on the sir.”
Simtong, who was tempted by Cha Jung-rae's proposal, turned around his secretly.
Geum-a was the most famous courtesan at the premiere, and I used to listen to her performance from afar.
She thought she was Ye-gi (藝妓) who only played, but she sat next to her, so she wondered what kind of windfall this was.
“Golden.”
A courtesan with a graceful beauty, as if looking at an orchid similar to her, entered and greeted politely.
A satisfied smile spread across her old sim face as she saw her golden child up close.
Originally, a man covets a woman even if he has the strength to cross the threshold.
In particular, to Nokrimdo, women are nothing more than objects of lust.
The old sim of the days when it was called Gumil Bokgeom was no different from any other Nokrimdo.
However, after developing Gucheongi, his old sim changed a little.
Gucheongi's unique emptiness turned roaring lust into innocence.
That's why the smile of the old sim now looked kind of innocent.
Emotions are relative.
Such old sim was also conveyed to Geum Ah.
Geum-ah, who was very nervous at the prospect of serving green hemp, was surprised inside.
It was because she felt a sense of comfort that can only be found in the swordsmen of the rightist sect.
When her fears disappeared, she took her old sim with all her heart.
She released poetry, etiquette, and music that she had honed and polished as if she were a son of her famous family.
Old sim didn't quite understand what she was saying, but she just enjoyed her vibe.
Regardless of the East and the West, when the mind is comfortable, trivial stories come and go.
In no time, the conversation moved on to personal affairs.
“… … The girl's hometown is Luoyang. She grew up in Yiyang County.”
“Lee Yang-hyeon? Turns out she was a trend person.”
Old sim took her half.
She herself is also because she is from Yiyang County.
“Oh, really?”
“Everything. When she was young, she also caught and ate fish in the river.”
"oh! You did. This is the first time in my life that I have been trending.”
It was so nice to hear that Geum-a's tone of voice, which used to use her extremely respectful title, changed to a respectful one.
“Huh! I am also your first Jeong Ju-ra in Yiyang-hyeon... … .”
Old sim glanced at her golden child's profile.
Seeing that she came not to Luoyang, but to Jeongju, it seems that she has a story.
just as expected?
“Originally, the girl's father was a master of the Golden House. She pampered me, the only daughter of a boy and girl. Thanks to her, she learned gold from Teacher Gold from a young age.”
"That's why she has an unusual skill at burning gold."
“One day, expensive items disappeared from Geumwa Sangbang, and the girl's father was arrested on a false charge. She could not stand the torture and died in prison within a month. After that, her property and even her house were robbed and she left Yiyang-hyeon as if she were being kicked out.”
“Oops.”
“Because of the people of Geumwa Sangbang, I couldn’t get a seat in Lukyang. So she ended up coming all the way to Jeongju. Then, a few years ago, her mother fell ill, and the girl… … .”
“Tsk tsk!”
A old sim shook her head.
Growing up as the daughter of a nobleman, she was confused when she heard Geum-a's story.
“Oh, I ruined the atmosphere with useless talk. sorry. I don't usually talk about myself, but since the elders are from the same neighborhood and are comfortable, stop... … .”
"no. I heard you She thought of her hometown for the first time in a while, and it was nice. Then at home?”
“Your mother is alone.”
“Are you still sick?”
"yes. I have trouble moving, so I stay in my room all day.”
“Is anyone looking after you?”
"no. With the money I make here, I can hardly afford to pay for my medicine.”
"I see."
That's when old sim nodded her head.
There was a crackling sound and the sound of breaking objects outside her door.
Old sim and Geum-a wondered what was going on, so they listened to the trend outside.
Cha Jung-rae, who was sitting at the checkout counter, hurriedly ran into the corridor when the commotion arose.
Wol-a, a courtesan, was lying on top of the broken door.
Then two middle-aged people walked out of the room frowning.
Gwiyeongjagun and Haksansanchae Chaeju Sisanma were Hyukmuchun.
Hyuk Moo-chun, who happened to find Cha Joong-rae, started cursing at him.
"You're the one who's going to be fried in this dung! How did you take care of the girls, so it's such a mess!”
“Oops! Well, what did our Wol-a do wrong?”
“That bitch dared to refuse to sleep with our ghost. How dare you be a courtesan!”
"omg! Sirs, our Giru has a blue lantern hanging at the entrance. It's a sign that it's blue. Courtesans of Cheongru do not sell their bodies.”
The opponent must have already known, but Cha Joong-rae explained with all his heart and soul.
just as expected?
Hyuk Moo-chun sneered.
"Go home and say such nonsensical things. Anyone, Mr. Ghost, should open his crotch if he wants to. Even your wife is no exception. But how dare a courtesan refuse? Wasn't that the only way you were educated? uh?"
Along with the words, Hyuk Mu-chun hit Cha Jung-rae with his fist.
Cha Joong-rae flew backwards with a ‘billion’ sound.
Giru's escorts standing behind him helped and raised Cha Jung-rae, who had fallen in a hurry.
“Okay… … .”
Cha Joong-rae narrowed his eyes with a moan.
It happened so suddenly that he couldn't come to his senses.
Car Joong-rae, barely awake, looked to his left and right.
Courtesans and guests were frightened and watched from a distance.
It was the same with the Giru escort warriors.
It would have no choice but to be because it was the work of Green Forest Chaeju and the Twelve Demons.
'ha! What should I do with this?'
It was when Cha Joong-rae was suffering internally.
Hyuk Moo-chun, who was frantic, approached the escorts supporting Cha Jung-rae.
“You guys! Where do you belong!”
“We are in the business room!"
One of the samurai who answered grabbed her face and rolled backwards.
Hyuk Moo Chun beat up the escorts near Cha Jung Rae like dogs, as if his anger still persisted.
“You bastards! How do you manage Giru? ok? How dare a guy called the owner of Giru make the Twelve Demons feel bad about Blue Lou and Red Lou! Are you even human! You bastards who aren’t even as good as this dog!”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
"evil!"
Hyuk Mu-chun, who was trampling on the three escort warriors, suddenly slammed his face into Cha Jung-rae.
“You bastard. Say it again. What should a bitch named Wol-ah do?”
It's time for Cha Joong-rae, who was watching tremblingly, to answer.
With a clatter, the door opened and someone walked out.
It was old sim.
Jin-ah followed her as if hiding her body behind old sim.
Finding old sim, Hyuk Moo-chun took a step back from Cha Joong-rae.
“Does Gucheonno also have old sim?”
However, Shim Tong ignored Hyuk Moo-chun and spoke.
“What do you do? If you come to Cheongru, you will be served and drunk. Shouldn't you have gone to the Red House from the beginning if you wanted to have a date with the girl? If you go up to the top of the mountain and find a fish, use it.”
Hyukmu-chun, who had been listening with a blushing face, snapped.
“Gucheonnodo. See who is behind me and say that! This is what the ghost of the world wants!”
“Adventure. Even if it's not Mr. Gwi Youngja, but the emperor, I have to protect the lead.”
"what? dare! Are you disrespecting the Twelve Horses just because you gained a little fame!”
Hyukmu-chun rushed toward old sim like a protective shield.
Still, he didn't draw his sword because he was concerned about Gu Chun's inaction.
Hyuk Moo Chun's fist flew to Sim Tong's face like lightning.
But old sim escaped his fists by just bobbing his head on the spot.
slam!
With a crackling sound, Hyukmu-chun took a step back.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Hyukmu-chun, who was pushed to the front of the ghost, shook his head vigorously as if trying to come to his senses.
Juruk.
He wiped it with the back of his hand as something hot ran down his upper lip.
Red blood was soaking the back of his hand.
“Such a punishment.”
An enraged Hyuk Mu-chun grabbed the handle of his sword and was about to leap forward.
it's time
The ghost's mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened.
"stop."
"yes? but… … .”
“Don’t make me say it twice.”
“No, yes.”
Hyuk Mu-chun did not dare to disobey Gwi Young-ja's words and stepped back.
Youngja-kun looked at his old sim with calm eyes.
However, contrary to what appeared on the outside, anger burned inside him like an active volcano.
‘How dare you pour cold water on the affairs of the Twelve Demon Army? Is it just a secret sword?'
The ghost who knew the past of old sim felt humiliated by all of this.
“Huh. Shim Nohyeong. don't remember Hugahouwi (狐假虎威) won't last long either. let's go."
After his words, Youngja-kun left Giru without looking back.
Hyuk Mu-chun caught a glimpse of his heartache with a fishy gaze and followed him with quick steps.
"oh my! Seniors, thank you. Thanks to that, both Walla and I lived. I will never forget this grace for the rest of my life.”
“Thank you very much.”
Cha Joong-rae and Wol-a came to Shen-tong and bowed their heads.
Simtong couldn't take her eyes off the door for a while even after Gwiyeongjagun and Hyeokmuchun disappeared.
Ho-ga-ho-wi won't last long?
The senile old sim could feel the aura of insidious scheming in the words he left.
