"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
paypal.me/Agustusfang
Chapter 324 - what is sajo
At the resolute tone of the spirited demon and Yang So-ran, Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer of the Cheonji-maeng, and the new investigator, stopped breathing for a moment.
It was sincere, not bluffing.
It seemed that I now understood why famous schools had chosen a period of ‘hundred years’.
It is to let the world know who the winner of this war is.
So whether it was a hundred years, ten years, or three years, abstinence was necessary.
'ha! Three years is inevitable.'
What is not a hundred or ten years?
I told the head of the clan and the leaders of the Chilpamun that I would try to shorten the period somehow.
In other words, three years is a successful outcome.
It takes more than that period for the chilpa clan and the four generations to pick up the munpa.
Realistically speaking, we should avoid fighting with the famous religion for at least three years.
It wouldn't matter if they put a ban on them anyway, since they wouldn't be able to fight even if they laid the plate.
Face on the ground is a problem, but the world already knows who the winner is.
Wouldn't it be better to just admit it and move on rather than blindfolded?
Before answering, Jegal Seung-woon made eye contact with Gongson Illang Gong Son-ki, Byeok-ryeok-do Paeng Man-ho, Byeok-geom-mun Munju Sosang-geom Han Baek-sang, and Seung-cheon-mun Mun-ju Il-gum-cheon Magon.
Gongsun Qi even nodded his head with a satisfied face.
Jegal Seungwoon sighed inwardly.
Do you show a satisfied expression at the negotiating table?
Such simplicity, which is far from the trickery of Kwon, is the limit of a person from a law school.
Pang Man-ho, who had been worn out by Kang-ho, nodded his head slightly with a reluctant face.
Han Baek-sang and Magon, who had not even grasped the situation yet, were busy rolling their eyes.
Jegal Seungwoon nodded slightly.
It is only necessary to confirm the intentions of Gong Son-ki and Paeng Man-ho, but since the two agreed, it is over.
"All right. For three years after the end of the war, the Chilpa family and the four generations will not be hostile to the famous religion.”
Then Soran Yang added a word.
“We must not miss the dissolution of the Cheonji League.”
“After the Cheonji League was disbanded, for the next three years, the Chilpa clan and the four generations did not hostile to the famous religion. Can I do that?”
“I can understand that.”
This time, Paeng Man-ho, who had been listening, interrupted.
“Let’s pretend we promise like that. Even so, isn't it possible for famous religions to hit the Chilpamun and the four generations? What will you do if that happens?”
“Whoa, do I have to remind you again? At our school, I never raised a sword first.”
“They only have memories that are favorable to them. Even if it's just green forest, didn't you first touch it at Myunggyo and participate in the Cheonjimaeng? The masters of famous religions may get involved in Kang Ho-il and become hostile to Chilpamun and the four generations.”
At Paeng Man-ho's sharp point, the negotiation team's attention was focused on Yang So-ran.
Wouldn't it be known if the master of the famous school didn't get involved in the conflict between the rivers?
If it wasn't for that, there could have been fights in different camps.
“Our school will not be involved in the dispute over the interests of Gangho Bangpa at the school level. Of course, individual deviations cannot be prevented. Isn’t that the same for the Chilpa family and the four generations?”
“Hmm.”
A muffled voice flowed from the man's mouth.
In a word, it was said that individual fights could not be helped.
“I guess that makes sense. It is impossible to know every move of the disciples scattered all over the world. If the famous religious sects do not step forward, the Chilpa sect and the four generations will not be involved.”
“That's what we want to say. As long as Chilpamun and the four generations do not mobilize the forces of Bangpa, the famous church will not move.”
When the details came out, Jegal Seung-un said.
“If it’s false, let’s put the same phrase in the agreement. To prevent the use of breakwaters in individual fights.”
"follow your heart. We have been living with the same attitude thirty years ago and now. It has always been the Chilpa clan and the four generations that suppressed the main school with the power of the majority.”
Yang So-ran was carefree because she had nothing to lose.
The people that the Chilpilmun and the four generations fear are at least the Twelve Horsemen.
It is difficult to handle the twelve horsemen without the strength of the breakwater.
It's hard to kill them, but even if you kill them, you can't take care of them.
“I will draft the agreement based on the discussions so far. If you have anything else to add, please let me know now.”
Jegal Seung-un looked at Yang So-ran with a grave face.
She knew she was coming out boldly, trusting her Twelve Horses.
'You are seriously mistaken. I was helpless when I didn't know about the Twelve Horses, but do you think that will happen in the future?'
You don't have to mobilize even the breakwater if you use the magic and the law in the chilpamun and the four generations.
'Even if I make a proper checkup or Jinbeopjin, I can deal with them.'
If it wasn't for the power of a famous religious church, it wouldn't be one-sided like before.
"no. There are a lot of articles, but it's rather difficult to keep. If only the three contents that have been presented so far are properly followed, there will be no quarrel between the main school and the coalition of political factions.”
Jegal Seung-un spread the paper on the table and wrote with a single stroke.
Soon after, two documents with the same content were created.
Jegal Seung-un held out one of them to Yang So-ran.
“Please check if there is any discrepancy in the contents.”
Yang So-ran read the draft of the agreement carefully and nodded.
“I saw you. These are the stories we have agreed on so far, no more and no less.”
“If so, let’s discuss formal negotiations. Can I give you some time?”
“Let’s meet at the White Horse Temple in five days.”
Gongsun-ki frowned at the word white horse.
Asking the other party to come to their camp was a pretty rude request.
Before Gongson-gi could follow the law, Jegal Seung-woon stepped forward.
"All right. let's do that What is the meaning of place? Ending the war is important. Isn't it?”
To his words, Yang So-ran replied with a winner's smile.
“You are right. You made a wise decision. I'm glad I didn't have to wrestle with the location for days and days. Nothing is more important than ending a war. Then I'll see you at the White Horse Temple in five days."
With the horse, Yang So-ran jumped up from his seat.
And before the Cheonjimaeng negotiating team could respond, he left Pungwolru.
Gongsun-gi belatedly said with a face full of displeasure.
“Musketeer. It was not a good decision for us to go to the White Horse.”
"I know. The people of the world will laugh at you.”
“But why did you do that?”
“As I said, ending the war comes first. As the fairy woman said, if we drag it out for days and days, only we will lose.”
"still… … .”
“Anyway, the contents of the agreement will be known all over the world. How would you feel if you pointed your finger at someone who has already fallen to the ground? It's been a while since Cheonjimaeng's finances ran out. As time goes on, the burden on the Chilpamun and the four generations only increases. We can’t make the factional coalition start on debt, can we?”
“Are your financial problems that serious?”
“There is no income, but expenses continue, so it has to be. We must disband the Heaven and Earth Alliance as soon as possible. The money to be paid to the superiors is already overdue by 30,000 nyang.”
“… … .”
Gongsun Qi closed his eyes tightly.
If he had accumulated thirty thousand nyang in debt, he had no choice but to do what he said.
***
Chilpamun and the four generations agreed to the draft agreement brought by the negotiating team.
And the next day, the Cheonjimaeng masters left Chiliha Village.
It was three or three days from Chiliha Village to Baekmasa, so they started early.
Not only Murim, but also the government and the imperial family paid attention to Cheonjimaeng's movements.
Along with that, all sorts of rumors were circulating.
“The war of the river is over.”
“Cheonjimaeng will hit the famous bridge at the last minute.”
“Famous religion dragged Cheonjimaeng into a white horse in order to knock it out.”
“The Jeongpa and the Green Forest became enemies.”
“Yeon Jeok-ha touched the musketeer and the political faction and green forest split.”
“The end of the war is due to the division of the Sect.”
Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no, who were trudging along the Guandu, also glanced at the old sim.
Old sim was a happy face between Wol-a and Geum-a.
“Hehe, Gongja-nim. What do you see? If you are envious, even Confucius will take in disciples.”
“Old Sim, be honest. Are you a disciple or a maid?”
“How many times do you say disciple?”
“You have to believe it.”
Yeonjeokha shot at the old sim with ferocious eyes.
Wol-Ah and Geum-Ah are teenage Yegi who worked at Choyeon Giru.
However, it is shocking to see him suddenly taking him around as a disciple.
Did you take it in because you couldn't work anymore?
It all happened because of the death of Hyeok Moo-chun and the cutting off of Youngja's arm.
Noklimdo, who followed the two, pressed Cha Jung-rae and was kicked out of Giru.
Wol-a and Geum-a, who lost their jobs, went to find old sim, and finally led to a priest's kite.
“What do you think Giru didn’t call me? You have to make a living.”
"gibberish."
“I also suddenly have a lot of luggage, which is very troublesome.”
“If it’s a burden, gently put it down. Why does an old man who doesn’t know when he will die carry his burden?”
“Seeing those kids reminds me of my late teacher, so I can’t do that.”
“I heard that the teacher was a thief. Why are you pretending to be a prestigious political faction?”
“Oh, I meant to say that I remembered something that upset me.”
“What kind of disciple are you saying you want to become the owner of the juru?”
“I’m trying to raise money with those kids. It will be faster than collecting them by myself.”
“Wow! Like a cunning old man. I accepted it to pamper those little kids!”
“Oops! no. Then I will be punished. Think of it as killing two birds with one stone. How long will I live if I live? Juru will belong to those kids anyway.”
“In what year? Maybe they'll all get married before then? There's no use regretting it then. Old Sim is not the kind of person to just spread money. He's a scary old man anyway."
Wol-ah and Geum-ah were furious at Yeon Jeok-ha’s words and said a word.
“My master is not like that!”
"that's right! And we are not getting married!”
Yeonjeokha sneered at the words of the two girls.
" I would say that now Learn martial arts from Old Sim and become famous. rich and handsome men I would stand in line Puck won’t even marry.”
“Yeah, I’m not going!”
“Why do you say such mean things!”
Even when he saw Wol-ah and Geum-ah talking back to Yeonjeok-ha, he couldn't stop his old sim.
Rather, he had a smile on his face.
“Wow, that master and that disciple. Look at them fighting back and forth.”
Walla said with a sullen face.
“It is only natural that the disciple resembles the master.”
“Amazing. I'm stumped. It feels like being bitten by your dog.”
After losing an argument, he turned his gaze to the distant mountains.
Then the old sim came.
“Wol-ah, Geum-ah, even if everyone in the world curses Confucius, you shouldn’t do that.”
“Where are you talking nonsense! who insults me.”
He continued talking with a heartache at Yeonjeokha's point.
“Hehe, Dori is like that. Since I learned martial arts from Confucius, isn't Confucius the master of these children? So, you must respect it unconditionally.”
Wol-a and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with startled faces at the word ‘sajo’.
I thought of Yeonjeokha as a superior with a bad temper, but he is a teacher of teachers!
Wol-ah and Geum-ah quickly changed their expressions, as expected from Yegi.
“Sajo! I didn't know, so I said it carelessly. Please forgive me with your generosity!”
"Please forgive me! I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on!”
As the cute and witty girls supported him, the corners of his lips went up.
“What is sajo? With the good word ‘brother’.”
But the old sim wouldn't allow it.
“Confucius, I don’t think you are my older brother. I'd rather call you Confucius.”
“Confucius! I'll take care of you!"
“Please take a good look!”
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
paypal.me/Agustusfang
Chapter 324 - what is sajo
At the resolute tone of the spirited demon and Yang So-ran, Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer of the Cheonji-maeng, and the new investigator, stopped breathing for a moment.
It was sincere, not bluffing.
It seemed that I now understood why famous schools had chosen a period of ‘hundred years’.
It is to let the world know who the winner of this war is.
So whether it was a hundred years, ten years, or three years, abstinence was necessary.
'ha! Three years is inevitable.'
What is not a hundred or ten years?
I told the head of the clan and the leaders of the Chilpamun that I would try to shorten the period somehow.
In other words, three years is a successful outcome.
It takes more than that period for the chilpa clan and the four generations to pick up the munpa.
Realistically speaking, we should avoid fighting with the famous religion for at least three years.
It wouldn't matter if they put a ban on them anyway, since they wouldn't be able to fight even if they laid the plate.
Face on the ground is a problem, but the world already knows who the winner is.
Wouldn't it be better to just admit it and move on rather than blindfolded?
Before answering, Jegal Seung-woon made eye contact with Gongson Illang Gong Son-ki, Byeok-ryeok-do Paeng Man-ho, Byeok-geom-mun Munju Sosang-geom Han Baek-sang, and Seung-cheon-mun Mun-ju Il-gum-cheon Magon.
Gongsun Qi even nodded his head with a satisfied face.
Jegal Seungwoon sighed inwardly.
Do you show a satisfied expression at the negotiating table?
Such simplicity, which is far from the trickery of Kwon, is the limit of a person from a law school.
Pang Man-ho, who had been worn out by Kang-ho, nodded his head slightly with a reluctant face.
Han Baek-sang and Magon, who had not even grasped the situation yet, were busy rolling their eyes.
Jegal Seungwoon nodded slightly.
It is only necessary to confirm the intentions of Gong Son-ki and Paeng Man-ho, but since the two agreed, it is over.
"All right. For three years after the end of the war, the Chilpa family and the four generations will not be hostile to the famous religion.”
Then Soran Yang added a word.
“We must not miss the dissolution of the Cheonji League.”
“After the Cheonji League was disbanded, for the next three years, the Chilpa clan and the four generations did not hostile to the famous religion. Can I do that?”
“I can understand that.”
This time, Paeng Man-ho, who had been listening, interrupted.
“Let’s pretend we promise like that. Even so, isn't it possible for famous religions to hit the Chilpamun and the four generations? What will you do if that happens?”
“Whoa, do I have to remind you again? At our school, I never raised a sword first.”
“They only have memories that are favorable to them. Even if it's just green forest, didn't you first touch it at Myunggyo and participate in the Cheonjimaeng? The masters of famous religions may get involved in Kang Ho-il and become hostile to Chilpamun and the four generations.”
At Paeng Man-ho's sharp point, the negotiation team's attention was focused on Yang So-ran.
Wouldn't it be known if the master of the famous school didn't get involved in the conflict between the rivers?
If it wasn't for that, there could have been fights in different camps.
“Our school will not be involved in the dispute over the interests of Gangho Bangpa at the school level. Of course, individual deviations cannot be prevented. Isn’t that the same for the Chilpa family and the four generations?”
“Hmm.”
A muffled voice flowed from the man's mouth.
In a word, it was said that individual fights could not be helped.
“I guess that makes sense. It is impossible to know every move of the disciples scattered all over the world. If the famous religious sects do not step forward, the Chilpa sect and the four generations will not be involved.”
“That's what we want to say. As long as Chilpamun and the four generations do not mobilize the forces of Bangpa, the famous church will not move.”
When the details came out, Jegal Seung-un said.
“If it’s false, let’s put the same phrase in the agreement. To prevent the use of breakwaters in individual fights.”
"follow your heart. We have been living with the same attitude thirty years ago and now. It has always been the Chilpa clan and the four generations that suppressed the main school with the power of the majority.”
Yang So-ran was carefree because she had nothing to lose.
The people that the Chilpilmun and the four generations fear are at least the Twelve Horsemen.
It is difficult to handle the twelve horsemen without the strength of the breakwater.
It's hard to kill them, but even if you kill them, you can't take care of them.
“I will draft the agreement based on the discussions so far. If you have anything else to add, please let me know now.”
Jegal Seung-un looked at Yang So-ran with a grave face.
She knew she was coming out boldly, trusting her Twelve Horses.
'You are seriously mistaken. I was helpless when I didn't know about the Twelve Horses, but do you think that will happen in the future?'
You don't have to mobilize even the breakwater if you use the magic and the law in the chilpamun and the four generations.
'Even if I make a proper checkup or Jinbeopjin, I can deal with them.'
If it wasn't for the power of a famous religious church, it wouldn't be one-sided like before.
"no. There are a lot of articles, but it's rather difficult to keep. If only the three contents that have been presented so far are properly followed, there will be no quarrel between the main school and the coalition of political factions.”
Jegal Seung-un spread the paper on the table and wrote with a single stroke.
Soon after, two documents with the same content were created.
Jegal Seung-un held out one of them to Yang So-ran.
“Please check if there is any discrepancy in the contents.”
Yang So-ran read the draft of the agreement carefully and nodded.
“I saw you. These are the stories we have agreed on so far, no more and no less.”
“If so, let’s discuss formal negotiations. Can I give you some time?”
“Let’s meet at the White Horse Temple in five days.”
Gongsun-ki frowned at the word white horse.
Asking the other party to come to their camp was a pretty rude request.
Before Gongson-gi could follow the law, Jegal Seung-woon stepped forward.
"All right. let's do that What is the meaning of place? Ending the war is important. Isn't it?”
To his words, Yang So-ran replied with a winner's smile.
“You are right. You made a wise decision. I'm glad I didn't have to wrestle with the location for days and days. Nothing is more important than ending a war. Then I'll see you at the White Horse Temple in five days."
With the horse, Yang So-ran jumped up from his seat.
And before the Cheonjimaeng negotiating team could respond, he left Pungwolru.
Gongsun-gi belatedly said with a face full of displeasure.
“Musketeer. It was not a good decision for us to go to the White Horse.”
"I know. The people of the world will laugh at you.”
“But why did you do that?”
“As I said, ending the war comes first. As the fairy woman said, if we drag it out for days and days, only we will lose.”
"still… … .”
“Anyway, the contents of the agreement will be known all over the world. How would you feel if you pointed your finger at someone who has already fallen to the ground? It's been a while since Cheonjimaeng's finances ran out. As time goes on, the burden on the Chilpamun and the four generations only increases. We can’t make the factional coalition start on debt, can we?”
“Are your financial problems that serious?”
“There is no income, but expenses continue, so it has to be. We must disband the Heaven and Earth Alliance as soon as possible. The money to be paid to the superiors is already overdue by 30,000 nyang.”
“… … .”
Gongsun Qi closed his eyes tightly.
If he had accumulated thirty thousand nyang in debt, he had no choice but to do what he said.
***
Chilpamun and the four generations agreed to the draft agreement brought by the negotiating team.
And the next day, the Cheonjimaeng masters left Chiliha Village.
It was three or three days from Chiliha Village to Baekmasa, so they started early.
Not only Murim, but also the government and the imperial family paid attention to Cheonjimaeng's movements.
Along with that, all sorts of rumors were circulating.
“The war of the river is over.”
“Cheonjimaeng will hit the famous bridge at the last minute.”
“Famous religion dragged Cheonjimaeng into a white horse in order to knock it out.”
“The Jeongpa and the Green Forest became enemies.”
“Yeon Jeok-ha touched the musketeer and the political faction and green forest split.”
“The end of the war is due to the division of the Sect.”
Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no, who were trudging along the Guandu, also glanced at the old sim.
Old sim was a happy face between Wol-a and Geum-a.
“Hehe, Gongja-nim. What do you see? If you are envious, even Confucius will take in disciples.”
“Old Sim, be honest. Are you a disciple or a maid?”
“How many times do you say disciple?”
“You have to believe it.”
Yeonjeokha shot at the old sim with ferocious eyes.
Wol-Ah and Geum-Ah are teenage Yegi who worked at Choyeon Giru.
However, it is shocking to see him suddenly taking him around as a disciple.
Did you take it in because you couldn't work anymore?
It all happened because of the death of Hyeok Moo-chun and the cutting off of Youngja's arm.
Noklimdo, who followed the two, pressed Cha Jung-rae and was kicked out of Giru.
Wol-a and Geum-a, who lost their jobs, went to find old sim, and finally led to a priest's kite.
“What do you think Giru didn’t call me? You have to make a living.”
"gibberish."
“I also suddenly have a lot of luggage, which is very troublesome.”
“If it’s a burden, gently put it down. Why does an old man who doesn’t know when he will die carry his burden?”
“Seeing those kids reminds me of my late teacher, so I can’t do that.”
“I heard that the teacher was a thief. Why are you pretending to be a prestigious political faction?”
“Oh, I meant to say that I remembered something that upset me.”
“What kind of disciple are you saying you want to become the owner of the juru?”
“I’m trying to raise money with those kids. It will be faster than collecting them by myself.”
“Wow! Like a cunning old man. I accepted it to pamper those little kids!”
“Oops! no. Then I will be punished. Think of it as killing two birds with one stone. How long will I live if I live? Juru will belong to those kids anyway.”
“In what year? Maybe they'll all get married before then? There's no use regretting it then. Old Sim is not the kind of person to just spread money. He's a scary old man anyway."
Wol-ah and Geum-ah were furious at Yeon Jeok-ha’s words and said a word.
“My master is not like that!”
"that's right! And we are not getting married!”
Yeonjeokha sneered at the words of the two girls.
" I would say that now Learn martial arts from Old Sim and become famous. rich and handsome men I would stand in line Puck won’t even marry.”
“Yeah, I’m not going!”
“Why do you say such mean things!”
Even when he saw Wol-ah and Geum-ah talking back to Yeonjeok-ha, he couldn't stop his old sim.
Rather, he had a smile on his face.
“Wow, that master and that disciple. Look at them fighting back and forth.”
Walla said with a sullen face.
“It is only natural that the disciple resembles the master.”
“Amazing. I'm stumped. It feels like being bitten by your dog.”
After losing an argument, he turned his gaze to the distant mountains.
Then the old sim came.
“Wol-ah, Geum-ah, even if everyone in the world curses Confucius, you shouldn’t do that.”
“Where are you talking nonsense! who insults me.”
He continued talking with a heartache at Yeonjeokha's point.
“Hehe, Dori is like that. Since I learned martial arts from Confucius, isn't Confucius the master of these children? So, you must respect it unconditionally.”
Wol-a and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with startled faces at the word ‘sajo’.
I thought of Yeonjeokha as a superior with a bad temper, but he is a teacher of teachers!
Wol-ah and Geum-ah quickly changed their expressions, as expected from Yegi.
“Sajo! I didn't know, so I said it carelessly. Please forgive me with your generosity!”
"Please forgive me! I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on!”
As the cute and witty girls supported him, the corners of his lips went up.
“What is sajo? With the good word ‘brother’.”
But the old sim wouldn't allow it.
“Confucius, I don’t think you are my older brother. I'd rather call you Confucius.”
“Confucius! I'll take care of you!"
“Please take a good look!”
