"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Episode 314. Green Forest and Jeongpa have been like that since ancient times.
The chatter in the conference room died down before long.
The road to the Eighthwangsinmo was blocked by Palmun Palsangjin, so even if you were curious, you were just there.
The gaze of the left turned back to the musketeer, Shinki-su, Jegal Seung-woon.
Originally, a musketeer is a position to come up with a solution.
For an instant, Jegal Seung-un's eyes twitched.
I know what people expect, but it was too much for myself.
With the head of Namgung-yeon, the empress, and the inaction of Jang Moo-deok, the apprentice of Musang, how can he tremble?
To be honest, the last spy was the best composition of Cheonji-Meng.
'Damn it, no matter who goes, you can't get more results than that.'
Jegal Seung-woon glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha with resentful eyes.
As he mentioned the Eighthwangsinmo anew, only his own incompetence was about to be highlighted.
“If you want to keep an eye on the leader, you will have to break through the eight gates. That's what the teacher doesn't even notice. However, my experience as a spy suggests that this will be difficult.”
At the words of Jegal Seung-un, the masters sighed, but most nodded.
The long-time non-partisan Lieutenant General Yonggyeol put a wedge into it.
“I won't be able to keep an eye on the leader beyond the Eight Gates Palsangjin without a presence. Wouldn’t you know if there is someone who surpasses Mu Sangdoje, Ten Warlords, and Kunlun Three Lines?”
In other words, they were indirectly recognized as masters of martial arts, jinbeop, and sorcery.
Singer Jegal Seung-un was uncomfortable because his name was excluded, but he did not show it.
“The Cheonjimaeng will take measures to study the Eight Gates and Palsangjin separately. If we discover the law of destruction, we will operate the spying again. Can I finish the matter related to the Eighthwangsinmo at this point?”
Jegal Seung-un tried to ignore Yeon Jeok-ha and looked around the representatives of the other Bangpa.
“That would be nice.”
“So be it.”
When there was no disagreement, Jegal Seung-un hurriedly sorted out the situation.
“Then, we will discuss the Eighthwangsinmo again after completing the study of the Eight Gates and Palsangjin. Next is the matter of ending the war with the famous cult. As you already know, famous schools have made such a proposal first. I don't know why they do this because they have superior power, but judging from what the leader said and the atmosphere of the white horse, it doesn't seem like a lie or a deceptive tactic. but… … .”
When he stopped talking, everyone's eyes focused on him.
Jegal Seung-woon continued with a trembling face.
“The condition is that the Cheonji League is dismantled and that Murim Concubine is not run against famous religious leaders for a hundred years.”
“… … .”
The representatives of Bangpa were silent for a moment.
Everyone could not hide their shock as they heard about the conditions of the previous war for the first time.
On the other hand, green masters who did not have the relevant information had sullen faces.
There is a saying that green is the same color.
Yumyeonggyo and Green Forest have no reason to criticize each other unless one touches them first.
If Yumyeonggyo did not touch Green Forest, Green Forest would not have entered the League of Heaven.
Ambassador Gong Ji, temporarily representing Shaolin Temple, asked.
"You're telling me not to be hostile to the famous religion for the next hundred years?"
“Rather than that, it seems to be for the purpose of checking the coalition of factions.”
“Individually, it’s okay, but don’t get together?”
“Looking at the prohibition against famous churches, it doesn’t seem like we are banning gatherings.”
“You mean you can create a consultative group of political factions like the Justice alliance in the past?”
“It seems so, but I think we will have to meet to know for sure.”
Someone threw out a word.
“This is won, more than a call to surrender. Why are only political factions catching rats?”
For an instant, the meeting room went silent.
True to his words, this was a humiliating offer for the political faction.
Sapa, another axis of the Cheonjimaeng, is not even mentioned at all.
It could even be called blatant observation.
The eyes of the representatives belonging to the faction turned to Green Forest.
They are living together in a dangerous way, but they are worse than famous schools.
Can I trust these people and keep fighting?
it will probably be hard
The biased proposals of famous religions were enough to plant seeds of distrust among adherents of the sect.
Jegal Seung-un immediately saw through the atmosphere of such a political faction.
Although the proposal of the famous school was tearing Cheonjimaeng apart, he was engrossed in calculating his profit and loss.
To end the war, the Cheonji Alliance must be disbanded anyway.
It means that you don't have to cater to greenery anymore.
'Is this a golden opportunity to knock out the yeon jeokha?'
The proportion of Yeonjeokha in Cheonjimaeng is quite high.
It was inevitable because he was in charge of greening.
'If tensions between the right and left faction increase, that guy will be checked too, right?'
The political faction will no longer listen to the words of the yeon jeok-ha.
If that happens, the influence of the people related to him will inevitably be weakened.
Naturally, the steps of Namgung-yeon or the Namgung family will also shrink.
Having gone as far as his thoughts, he did not try to rectify the strange atmosphere.
“I don't know what their purpose is. But one thing is clear: they don't want war either. If you don't object, I'm going to start negotiating with them to end the war. By the way, the leader, Chilpamun, and the four generations are in favor of cessation of the war.”
Bangpa's representatives did not object.
There is no way anyone would object to the fact that the Chilpa family and the four generations agree.
When everyone agreed, Jegal Seung-woon finished.
“Since you all want it, we will proceed with negotiations to end the war with the famous church. There will be no fight against the famous cult until the negotiations are over. Please wait at Chilihachon until the results come out.”
When the declaration of “starting negotiations on the end of the war” came out, people were agitated.
The famous religion is too strong, so it's wise to end the fight.
The head was different, but the hearts of the breakers who were damaged by the famous bridge were different.
Some resented the sky; others lamented their helplessness.
When the meeting was over, the foresters were the first to leave the conference room.
As Nokrim vacated his seat, a voice criticizing Nokrim came out as if he had waited.
“There must have been some trade between Green Forest and Yumyeong Bridge.”
"If it's the Pacheon Demon-kun, that's what's left."
“Aren’t they the same guys? What is the only thing without a sword in your back?”
“Musketeer, can you not get Greenrim out of Chiliha Village? Every day is like walking on thin ice.”
“Right. When the sun goes down, it's hard to get out of the house.”
“I haven’t slept with a sword by my bedside for a long time.”
“I need to quickly create an organization like the Justice alliance. Where will I live out of anxiety?”
“Because it’s a world where only thieves slaughter.”
It didn't take long for the feelings of anger toward the famous religion to be transferred to Green Forest.
Chilpamun and the people of the four generations watched silently.
There was no reason to defend Nokrim because if the alliance between heaven and earth was broken anyway, he would have to fight against Nokrim.
The leader, the Mugeuk Merchant, sneakily said to Jegal Seung-un.
“Musketeers, imagine a political faction coalition separate from the negotiations to end the war. Wouldn’t it be better to make it when the warlords are gathered together?”
“It is. The Yukpa family and the four generations will meet the heads of households.”
Seonwudam, the family head of the Seonwu family, intervened.
“We will have to hurry to bring it into line with the declaration of the end of the war. By the way, would it be nice to have the vacancy of Mugeukmun and the Moyong family? If we don't deal with it quickly, it will fall into the hands of the four thieves.”
The Mugeuk Merchant glanced at Seonwudam.
Coincidentally, both Mugeukmun and Moyongs are located in Namjiryeseong.
Seon Woo-se is also rooted in namjikryeseong, so he seems to be concerned.
“You made a good point. Come to think of it, two munpa held a memorial service in Namjikryeseong Fortress. Please also think about what to do with the jurisdiction of Mugeukmun and Moyong family. We cannot hand over the area of the political faction to Sima Oedo.”
At the words of the leader, Zhuge Seung-un vigorously nodded his head.
The redistribution of interests in Namjikryeseong was exactly what I had hoped for.
'I'm sorry Namgungbyeok, but you'll only have to suck your fingers for misplacing her daughter.'
Jegal Seung-un was determined not to let even a penny of profit return to the Namgung family.
***
It moved along with the green forest swords.
The atmosphere at the doctor's office was so strange that I couldn't possibly remain among the adherents of the political faction.
Yeonjeokha, who was crossing the front yard of Cheonjimaeng, stuck out his tongue.
“Wow! Celebrity religious people’s heads are soaring.”
"why?"
Heuksu-seon looked at Yeonjeok-ha with puzzled eyes.
I wonder what's going on when he suddenly praises a famous school while walking with his mouth shut.
“You’re just stepping on the political wave. It's not just political factions in the Chunji League. Because of that, we became the only strange people. Didn't you see the atmosphere in the meeting room earlier?"
“Chunjimaeng was strange. Green Forest and Jeongpa have always been like that.”
"Oh yeah?"
Then Gu Cheon-no also said a word with a old sim.
“That's right. If the alliance is broken, greening will be difficult for the time being. If you go strong in the Chilpamun or the four generations, they will go wild while protecting the upper direction.”
"Still, I'm still in the same boat, but I can't do it openly in my face."
“It is. I could see the musketeer just standing by.”
“That's right. If the musketeer had said just one word, it would have been a little different. Isn't it because his older brother bullied him too much? Students are famous for being narrow-minded.”
Yeonjeokha jumped up at the words of Heuksusun.
“When did you say I bullied him? And what kind of student is the musketeer? He's quite a master. I don't know, but I'm sure you'll be a Green Forest Chaeju class?"
“Oh, really? I thought he was just doing self-defence.”
"no. I tried sneaking a bet, but the rebound wasn't normal.”
“Do you know how to do that?”
“What is difficult about that? Anyway, who is the musketeer going to bring to the negotiations to end the war?”
"why? ah! Are you saying that because of Sojeo Namgung?”
"He's such a jerk, I'll have to step on him so he can't even make a sound."
“If the alliance is broken, then do as you please. If you step on it now, you could hurt your brother.”
"yes?"
I didn't give a damn about the words of the black narciisis.
No matter how much he touched Musketeer Cheon Ji-maeng, even if he was a green gun patrol, it was burdensome.
He was just about to leave the front gate of Cheonji Maeng with Yeonjeokha along with the green swords.
An unexpected person approached with a half-color.
It was Dong Yu-soo, a Namjin warrior of the Golden Guard, who was dressed in colorful silk clothes.
“Yeong Confucius! You have become very enlightened.”
Then old sim of recognizing him at once frowned.
It's because I've never seen a government official, and a person who ended up well with the Geumuiwi.
Nokrimdo and the coffin have a close yet distant relationship.
Even though the two stayed close when each other needed them, they would dispose of them when their use was over.
The six demons and the servants glanced at each other with curious faces.
This is because there are not many people in Danggeum Murim who can call Yeon Jeok-ha a “senior.”
The people were sent first without any explanation of the relationship.
It was because I was afraid that if it was known that I was meeting with the goldsmith, there would be some voices from behind.
“What are you doing here?”
“Haha, it’s been a while since we met, let’s have a drink in a place with a nice atmosphere.”
“Whatever.”
Yeong-Ha did not refuse.
Since he couldn't have come for a drink, he complied.
Dong Yushu led Yeon Jeokha to a shabby house on the outskirts of Chiliha Village.
In the empty room, a simple table was set.
Dong Yoo-soo filled an empty glass with a smile on his face.
“The elder said that he likes to drink Shaoxing wine, so I prepared it. Other than silk, it is called ‘Hoegyeunro’.”
The incense spread thickly.
He took a sip of the cumulative account fortune and gently set it down on the table.
A small window, half of which had fallen off, caught my eye.
At this point, it is definitely an abandoned house.
“The atmosphere is really nice. Why are you here?”
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Episode 314. Green Forest and Jeongpa have been like that since ancient times.
The chatter in the conference room died down before long.
The road to the Eighthwangsinmo was blocked by Palmun Palsangjin, so even if you were curious, you were just there.
The gaze of the left turned back to the musketeer, Shinki-su, Jegal Seung-woon.
Originally, a musketeer is a position to come up with a solution.
For an instant, Jegal Seung-un's eyes twitched.
I know what people expect, but it was too much for myself.
With the head of Namgung-yeon, the empress, and the inaction of Jang Moo-deok, the apprentice of Musang, how can he tremble?
To be honest, the last spy was the best composition of Cheonji-Meng.
'Damn it, no matter who goes, you can't get more results than that.'
Jegal Seung-woon glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha with resentful eyes.
As he mentioned the Eighthwangsinmo anew, only his own incompetence was about to be highlighted.
“If you want to keep an eye on the leader, you will have to break through the eight gates. That's what the teacher doesn't even notice. However, my experience as a spy suggests that this will be difficult.”
At the words of Jegal Seung-un, the masters sighed, but most nodded.
The long-time non-partisan Lieutenant General Yonggyeol put a wedge into it.
“I won't be able to keep an eye on the leader beyond the Eight Gates Palsangjin without a presence. Wouldn’t you know if there is someone who surpasses Mu Sangdoje, Ten Warlords, and Kunlun Three Lines?”
In other words, they were indirectly recognized as masters of martial arts, jinbeop, and sorcery.
Singer Jegal Seung-un was uncomfortable because his name was excluded, but he did not show it.
“The Cheonjimaeng will take measures to study the Eight Gates and Palsangjin separately. If we discover the law of destruction, we will operate the spying again. Can I finish the matter related to the Eighthwangsinmo at this point?”
Jegal Seung-un tried to ignore Yeon Jeok-ha and looked around the representatives of the other Bangpa.
“That would be nice.”
“So be it.”
When there was no disagreement, Jegal Seung-un hurriedly sorted out the situation.
“Then, we will discuss the Eighthwangsinmo again after completing the study of the Eight Gates and Palsangjin. Next is the matter of ending the war with the famous cult. As you already know, famous schools have made such a proposal first. I don't know why they do this because they have superior power, but judging from what the leader said and the atmosphere of the white horse, it doesn't seem like a lie or a deceptive tactic. but… … .”
When he stopped talking, everyone's eyes focused on him.
Jegal Seung-woon continued with a trembling face.
“The condition is that the Cheonji League is dismantled and that Murim Concubine is not run against famous religious leaders for a hundred years.”
“… … .”
The representatives of Bangpa were silent for a moment.
Everyone could not hide their shock as they heard about the conditions of the previous war for the first time.
On the other hand, green masters who did not have the relevant information had sullen faces.
There is a saying that green is the same color.
Yumyeonggyo and Green Forest have no reason to criticize each other unless one touches them first.
If Yumyeonggyo did not touch Green Forest, Green Forest would not have entered the League of Heaven.
Ambassador Gong Ji, temporarily representing Shaolin Temple, asked.
"You're telling me not to be hostile to the famous religion for the next hundred years?"
“Rather than that, it seems to be for the purpose of checking the coalition of factions.”
“Individually, it’s okay, but don’t get together?”
“Looking at the prohibition against famous churches, it doesn’t seem like we are banning gatherings.”
“You mean you can create a consultative group of political factions like the Justice alliance in the past?”
“It seems so, but I think we will have to meet to know for sure.”
Someone threw out a word.
“This is won, more than a call to surrender. Why are only political factions catching rats?”
For an instant, the meeting room went silent.
True to his words, this was a humiliating offer for the political faction.
Sapa, another axis of the Cheonjimaeng, is not even mentioned at all.
It could even be called blatant observation.
The eyes of the representatives belonging to the faction turned to Green Forest.
They are living together in a dangerous way, but they are worse than famous schools.
Can I trust these people and keep fighting?
it will probably be hard
The biased proposals of famous religions were enough to plant seeds of distrust among adherents of the sect.
Jegal Seung-un immediately saw through the atmosphere of such a political faction.
Although the proposal of the famous school was tearing Cheonjimaeng apart, he was engrossed in calculating his profit and loss.
To end the war, the Cheonji Alliance must be disbanded anyway.
It means that you don't have to cater to greenery anymore.
'Is this a golden opportunity to knock out the yeon jeokha?'
The proportion of Yeonjeokha in Cheonjimaeng is quite high.
It was inevitable because he was in charge of greening.
'If tensions between the right and left faction increase, that guy will be checked too, right?'
The political faction will no longer listen to the words of the yeon jeok-ha.
If that happens, the influence of the people related to him will inevitably be weakened.
Naturally, the steps of Namgung-yeon or the Namgung family will also shrink.
Having gone as far as his thoughts, he did not try to rectify the strange atmosphere.
“I don't know what their purpose is. But one thing is clear: they don't want war either. If you don't object, I'm going to start negotiating with them to end the war. By the way, the leader, Chilpamun, and the four generations are in favor of cessation of the war.”
Bangpa's representatives did not object.
There is no way anyone would object to the fact that the Chilpa family and the four generations agree.
When everyone agreed, Jegal Seung-woon finished.
“Since you all want it, we will proceed with negotiations to end the war with the famous church. There will be no fight against the famous cult until the negotiations are over. Please wait at Chilihachon until the results come out.”
When the declaration of “starting negotiations on the end of the war” came out, people were agitated.
The famous religion is too strong, so it's wise to end the fight.
The head was different, but the hearts of the breakers who were damaged by the famous bridge were different.
Some resented the sky; others lamented their helplessness.
When the meeting was over, the foresters were the first to leave the conference room.
As Nokrim vacated his seat, a voice criticizing Nokrim came out as if he had waited.
“There must have been some trade between Green Forest and Yumyeong Bridge.”
"If it's the Pacheon Demon-kun, that's what's left."
“Aren’t they the same guys? What is the only thing without a sword in your back?”
“Musketeer, can you not get Greenrim out of Chiliha Village? Every day is like walking on thin ice.”
“Right. When the sun goes down, it's hard to get out of the house.”
“I haven’t slept with a sword by my bedside for a long time.”
“I need to quickly create an organization like the Justice alliance. Where will I live out of anxiety?”
“Because it’s a world where only thieves slaughter.”
It didn't take long for the feelings of anger toward the famous religion to be transferred to Green Forest.
Chilpamun and the people of the four generations watched silently.
There was no reason to defend Nokrim because if the alliance between heaven and earth was broken anyway, he would have to fight against Nokrim.
The leader, the Mugeuk Merchant, sneakily said to Jegal Seung-un.
“Musketeers, imagine a political faction coalition separate from the negotiations to end the war. Wouldn’t it be better to make it when the warlords are gathered together?”
“It is. The Yukpa family and the four generations will meet the heads of households.”
Seonwudam, the family head of the Seonwu family, intervened.
“We will have to hurry to bring it into line with the declaration of the end of the war. By the way, would it be nice to have the vacancy of Mugeukmun and the Moyong family? If we don't deal with it quickly, it will fall into the hands of the four thieves.”
The Mugeuk Merchant glanced at Seonwudam.
Coincidentally, both Mugeukmun and Moyongs are located in Namjiryeseong.
Seon Woo-se is also rooted in namjikryeseong, so he seems to be concerned.
“You made a good point. Come to think of it, two munpa held a memorial service in Namjikryeseong Fortress. Please also think about what to do with the jurisdiction of Mugeukmun and Moyong family. We cannot hand over the area of the political faction to Sima Oedo.”
At the words of the leader, Zhuge Seung-un vigorously nodded his head.
The redistribution of interests in Namjikryeseong was exactly what I had hoped for.
'I'm sorry Namgungbyeok, but you'll only have to suck your fingers for misplacing her daughter.'
Jegal Seung-un was determined not to let even a penny of profit return to the Namgung family.
***
It moved along with the green forest swords.
The atmosphere at the doctor's office was so strange that I couldn't possibly remain among the adherents of the political faction.
Yeonjeokha, who was crossing the front yard of Cheonjimaeng, stuck out his tongue.
“Wow! Celebrity religious people’s heads are soaring.”
"why?"
Heuksu-seon looked at Yeonjeok-ha with puzzled eyes.
I wonder what's going on when he suddenly praises a famous school while walking with his mouth shut.
“You’re just stepping on the political wave. It's not just political factions in the Chunji League. Because of that, we became the only strange people. Didn't you see the atmosphere in the meeting room earlier?"
“Chunjimaeng was strange. Green Forest and Jeongpa have always been like that.”
"Oh yeah?"
Then Gu Cheon-no also said a word with a old sim.
“That's right. If the alliance is broken, greening will be difficult for the time being. If you go strong in the Chilpamun or the four generations, they will go wild while protecting the upper direction.”
"Still, I'm still in the same boat, but I can't do it openly in my face."
“It is. I could see the musketeer just standing by.”
“That's right. If the musketeer had said just one word, it would have been a little different. Isn't it because his older brother bullied him too much? Students are famous for being narrow-minded.”
Yeonjeokha jumped up at the words of Heuksusun.
“When did you say I bullied him? And what kind of student is the musketeer? He's quite a master. I don't know, but I'm sure you'll be a Green Forest Chaeju class?"
“Oh, really? I thought he was just doing self-defence.”
"no. I tried sneaking a bet, but the rebound wasn't normal.”
“Do you know how to do that?”
“What is difficult about that? Anyway, who is the musketeer going to bring to the negotiations to end the war?”
"why? ah! Are you saying that because of Sojeo Namgung?”
"He's such a jerk, I'll have to step on him so he can't even make a sound."
“If the alliance is broken, then do as you please. If you step on it now, you could hurt your brother.”
"yes?"
I didn't give a damn about the words of the black narciisis.
No matter how much he touched Musketeer Cheon Ji-maeng, even if he was a green gun patrol, it was burdensome.
He was just about to leave the front gate of Cheonji Maeng with Yeonjeokha along with the green swords.
An unexpected person approached with a half-color.
It was Dong Yu-soo, a Namjin warrior of the Golden Guard, who was dressed in colorful silk clothes.
“Yeong Confucius! You have become very enlightened.”
Then old sim of recognizing him at once frowned.
It's because I've never seen a government official, and a person who ended up well with the Geumuiwi.
Nokrimdo and the coffin have a close yet distant relationship.
Even though the two stayed close when each other needed them, they would dispose of them when their use was over.
The six demons and the servants glanced at each other with curious faces.
This is because there are not many people in Danggeum Murim who can call Yeon Jeok-ha a “senior.”
The people were sent first without any explanation of the relationship.
It was because I was afraid that if it was known that I was meeting with the goldsmith, there would be some voices from behind.
“What are you doing here?”
“Haha, it’s been a while since we met, let’s have a drink in a place with a nice atmosphere.”
“Whatever.”
Yeong-Ha did not refuse.
Since he couldn't have come for a drink, he complied.
Dong Yushu led Yeon Jeokha to a shabby house on the outskirts of Chiliha Village.
In the empty room, a simple table was set.
Dong Yoo-soo filled an empty glass with a smile on his face.
“The elder said that he likes to drink Shaoxing wine, so I prepared it. Other than silk, it is called ‘Hoegyeunro’.”
The incense spread thickly.
He took a sip of the cumulative account fortune and gently set it down on the table.
A small window, half of which had fallen off, caught my eye.
At this point, it is definitely an abandoned house.
“The atmosphere is really nice. Why are you here?”
