"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
paypal.me/Agustusfang
Chapter 325 - Sometimes ruthless
Like those from Yegi, Wol-a and Geum-a were quick-witted.
The two girls, like the disciples of the prestigious class, treated Gu Cheon-no with the utmost sincerity and sincerity.
When it was break time, I ran one step ahead and made a place to rest, and when I was hungry, I handed over the dry amount.
around dusk.
About 300 masters of the Cheonjimaeng arrived at the riverside.
It was an ambiguous time for 300 people to cross with one or two small boats.
In the end, Cheon Ji-Meng stayed overnight in a riverside village.
Because it is such a small village, finding an empty house was as difficult as picking stars in the sky.
Most of the people were sleeping on the riverside.
Even the heads of the four generations are on the verge of being homeless, so there is no need to mention greening.
Still, Yeon Jeok-ha and his party were in a better position.
When I found a cozy spot and approached it, the thieves who were wandering nearby avoided it on their own.
The sun was setting around the time Simtong hung up a pot and lit a fire.
Wol-ah and Geum-ah ran everywhere like squirrels to pick up twigs.
Yeonjeokha, who was sitting obliquely by the fire, opened his mouth.
“Why does old man Shim carry a pot?”
"I can't let the kids carry this because they haven't mastered martial arts yet."
“What are Wol-ah and Geum-ah wearing?”
“Wol-ah carries books and paper, and Geum-ah carries gold.”
Wol-ah, who was good at poetry and painting, and Geum-ah, who was good at playing gold, were like Jim.
Yeon Jeok-ha frowned as if he was displeased.
“I am very full.”
“Hehe, Confucius-nim, you should pay some attention to that. Don’t the virtuosos of Gangho have noble hobbies?”
Yeon Jeok-ha showed interest in the word Kang-ho's origin.
“You say people like that?”
“Oops! Didn't you know yet? Transcendent masters sometimes put the secrets of martial arts in their paintings and calligraphy. Even if you just get that, it's called a gift. How about the pubic hole? Playing gold can make people cry or even laugh. It is said that watching it is so savory.”
"That's true... … .”
The younger brother's eyes sparkled.
This is the first time such a story has ever been told.
I feel envious when I hear that virtuosos are like that.
“Where would that be? The taste of sake is doubled just by looking at the writings of master calligraphers and excellent paintings, and by listening to great performances. Aren't you drinking because you're hungry?"
It was a heartbreaking comment that came and went to Giru and Juru like it was their own home.
The branches that Wol-a and Geum-a had picked up were piled up next to the campfire.
Still, the two girls continued to pick up twigs.
If no one dissuaded him, he would go on like that all night long.
Old sim called Wol-ah and Geum-ah.
“Stop, rest too.”
"yes."
"yes."
Only then did Wol-ah and Geum-ah squat down by the fire.
The two girls, who had built up a relationship with cooking, kept an eye on each other as the water in the kettle boiled.
Then, the old sim smiled and spoke.
“The lives of ye and inhibiters are different. Watch what I do and learn from it.”
"yes!"
Wol-ah and Geum-ah answered with unanimity.
In fact, the fact that I only went to pick up twigs was because I didn't know what to do.
Simtong said with a triumphant face, pouring rice and miscellaneous things into the pot.
“When the water boils in the pot like this, you put the rice first, then throw in the ‘edibles’ next. Then, ‘something worth eating’ is created. In terms of the principle of martial arts, it is the same as the end of the world.”
"ah!"
“Wow!”
Exclamation flowed from the mouths of Wol-ah and Geum-a at the plausible words for some reason.
Yeonjeokha, who saw this, clicked his tongue.
“Tsk tsk! Old Sim, what did you teach the children?”
“No, you were accepted as a disciple yesterday, what more do you want? I'm going to try to teach you now. Well, by the way, can I teach Confucius what I learned?”
"try. I wonder how far you will learn.”
I allowed it because I thought it was not bad for Wol-ah and Geum-ah, who are talking.
Besides, I had a question.
Madu, like heart pain, memorized 300 characters, and Nokrim's sworn brothers and Yeon family memorized 100 characters.
How many characters can Wolah and Geumah memorize?
At that moment, Wol-ah and Geum-a jumped up and bent their waists at Yeon Jeok-ha.
“Confucius, I will repay you in the end.”
“Thank you, Gongja. I will never forget your grace.”
At the girls' fuss, the younger brother waved his hand with an embarrassed face.
The latent power that arose from her fingertips lifted the upper bodies of the girls upright.
Wol-ah and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with blank eyes.
When I encountered martial arts that I had only heard about in words, my mind was dizzy and I felt as if I was flying above the clouds.
Seeing the disciples like that, Sim Tong smiled and said,
“I gave up everything I learned during my greening days. And I learned one simbeop and how to use a sword from Confucius Yeonm. Confucius gave permission, so I will inform you after dinner.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah bowed their heads toward old sim this time.
“Thank you, Master.”
"thank you."
Meanwhile, the broth had boiled down and turned into a thin porridge.
Wol-a and Geum-ah put the prepared food into a bowl and served it to Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim Tong.
After a simple meal, Simtong taught Wol-a and Geum-a the Nine Thousand and One True Sutras.
After about an hour (two hours), the outline was revealed.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching by his side, tilted his head with an incomprehensible face.
Both Wolah and Geumah remembered exactly one hundred and fifty characters as if they were measured with a ruler.
It's about halfway between 5 peak warriers and old sim.
Old sim approached Yeon Jeok-ha as Wol-a and Geum-a were immersed in meditation.
“This is really strange.”
Old sim was also a complex face.
He did not know that Wol-a and Geum-a could memorize only 150 characters.
"why?"
“I knew these kids would learn a lot more than me. I thought it would be much better than Confucius's sworn brothers and the Yeon clan... … .”
“At first, I was also weird, but I think I know.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Those kids lived a hard life, but on the other hand, they lived a comfortable life. Because he had talent.”
“It is.”
“You must have learned to compromise with the world in moderation while living with Ye. They said the kids were good at it. sometimes too much. Deukdo seems to have nothing to do with how old or young you are.”
“But didn’t someone like me memorize 300 characters?”
“… … .”
I couldn't answer in the blink of an eye.
Come to think of it, Shimtong memorized three hundred characters during the Gumilbokgeom days.
Although he experienced mountain gong (散功) during the exercise and fell to the bottom.
“Yeah, that’s what it is all about. It's hard to explain, but it inevitably happens.”
“Shit… … .”
Old sim looked at Wol-a and Geum-a with a bitter face.
He said it was a “destiny” to be talking, but for some reason, what I heard earlier bothered me.
It seemed that young girls knew the world early and could not accept the Great Way.
“Sorry. I could have taught them more if I met them a little sooner.”
“I think the relationship ends there. If those children hadn't become courtesans, I wouldn't have met Old Man Sim.”
“It’s a relationship… … . It's really scary.”
“Yes, sometimes ruthless.”
I looked at the flames with empty eyes that matched each other.
If he hadn't been abused at Waryongjang herself, she would never have met Gucheon Hyeonyeo.
Wol-ah and Geum-a woke up from meditation after one day (about 20 minutes).
Shen Tong unfolded the nine-thousand-three-days-eclipse-fly-long-ascension (飛龍昇天) in front of his disciples.
Wol-a and Geum-ah followed the ascension of the flying dragon holding a branch.
Shim Tong, who had been watching with a happy face, opened his mouth.
“I was familiar with the Tao and used it. But you don't have to. For now, I will use a branch, but I will have to use a sword like Confucius.”
"yes."
"yes."
Wolah and Geumah were beginners anyway, so they answered without worrying too much.
“Later, when the solar eclipse is completely attached to your body, I will teach you this eclipse. Until then, practice morning and evening so that Confucius and I don’t get dirty.”
"yes!"
Wol-ah and Geum-ah answered with determined faces.
Soon after, Geum-ah carefully asked.
“Well, by the way, Master. Are we also people of the green forest from now on?”
"what are you talking about?"
“Since Master and Confucius are in Green Forest, I wondered if it was right to say that we were also people of Green Forest.”
“Hehehe, how is the greenery?”
Looking at the old sim with meaningful eyes, Geum-a answered with a startled face.
“Oh, it’s not that I’m bad, I really don’t know. I want to know what to say if someone asks.”
"hmm! well Since Confucius and I left the mountain, it is also called green forest. Confucius, should we call them Green Forest?”
Yeonjeokha replied with a sullen face.
“You haven’t even listed your name on wild vegetables, so what kind of greenery is that? They are just old Sim disciples.”
"Oh, I see. It keeps blinking. That's why you have to die when you're old. did you hear Since you did not list your names on wild vegetables or water vegetables, it cannot be called greening.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah’s faces brightened, who had been pretending to be calm.
I became a disciple of Simtong, but my heart was heavy because I went around with the green trees.
Nokrimdo was very different from the warriors in the stories of comic storytellers.
Then, when I said no, I was happy as if I would fly away.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at their faces, tut-tsk and clicked his tongue.
“Well, it’s not green, so look how you like it. Old Sim, I need to get the money together quickly. Even when the disciples hear the sound of greening, they do it to start a game.”
“Hehe, you know why? When I came down from Mt. Obong, I had already stepped out of the green forest. Since Confucius is the Supreme Commander, it must be very difficult.”
“What is the trouble? I have no disciples.”
“Wouldn’t the Namgung family feel a bit burdened? It is a prestigious among prestigious families.”
“My uncle said it was okay. And I am the owner of the inn, not Green Forest Island. If someone curses at Nokrimdo, I might get rid of Tae Sang-ho.”
“Confucius came down from the mountain, but who would say that he is a green forest?”
Old sim glanced at the younger brother's complexion.
Unlike before, it can be seen that he is trying to keep his distance from the green forest.
To be honest, even if you openly steal when you are below the ranks, there is no one to curse at.
In that sense, the head of the housekeeper put his head to good use.
If he hadn't been placed in the Taesang Guard seat, he wouldn't have had any dealings with Nokrim.
***
the day before the negotiation date.
Finally, the masters of the Chunjimaeng in Luoyang entered
As not only famous schools but also masters of the orthodox faction gathered in one place, Luoyang was tense.
It was the same even though Cheon Ji-maeng and Myeong-gyo did not have to meet because the white horse was outside Luoyang.
The center of Luoyang was crowded with orthodox Murim people.
Before the dissolution of the Cheonjimaeng, it was expected that a fight would break out between the warriors of the orthodox faction, but it was quiet.
When we lived together in Chiliha Village, fights broke out several times a day.
However, in Luoyang, both political parties were extremely restrained.
It is because of a sense of crisis that if they divide in front of a famous church, they may be exterminated.
The six horses rented out the entire inn for Taesangho Corporation Yeonjeokha.
And he made the green forest guards guard the surroundings of the inn.
It was the same with the Chilpamun and the four generations.
Strict guarding began for the masters of the Jangmunin, family heads, and the elder masters of the Cheonjimaeng.
To that extent, all sorts of rumours were rampant in Luoyang.
In particular, what made the Cheonji-maeng tremble was the saying, “The reason why the famous religion called the Cheonji-maeng to Luoyang was to annihilate it at once.”
It was a story that seemed plausible no matter who heard it, so the masters of the Cheonjimaeng sharpened their nerves.
The day passed in the midst of such nervousness.
The next day, after having breakfast early, the masters of Cheonjimaeng moved to Baekmasa Temple.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
paypal.me/Agustusfang
Chapter 325 - Sometimes ruthless
Like those from Yegi, Wol-a and Geum-a were quick-witted.
The two girls, like the disciples of the prestigious class, treated Gu Cheon-no with the utmost sincerity and sincerity.
When it was break time, I ran one step ahead and made a place to rest, and when I was hungry, I handed over the dry amount.
around dusk.
About 300 masters of the Cheonjimaeng arrived at the riverside.
It was an ambiguous time for 300 people to cross with one or two small boats.
In the end, Cheon Ji-Meng stayed overnight in a riverside village.
Because it is such a small village, finding an empty house was as difficult as picking stars in the sky.
Most of the people were sleeping on the riverside.
Even the heads of the four generations are on the verge of being homeless, so there is no need to mention greening.
Still, Yeon Jeok-ha and his party were in a better position.
When I found a cozy spot and approached it, the thieves who were wandering nearby avoided it on their own.
The sun was setting around the time Simtong hung up a pot and lit a fire.
Wol-ah and Geum-ah ran everywhere like squirrels to pick up twigs.
Yeonjeokha, who was sitting obliquely by the fire, opened his mouth.
“Why does old man Shim carry a pot?”
"I can't let the kids carry this because they haven't mastered martial arts yet."
“What are Wol-ah and Geum-ah wearing?”
“Wol-ah carries books and paper, and Geum-ah carries gold.”
Wol-ah, who was good at poetry and painting, and Geum-ah, who was good at playing gold, were like Jim.
Yeon Jeok-ha frowned as if he was displeased.
“I am very full.”
“Hehe, Confucius-nim, you should pay some attention to that. Don’t the virtuosos of Gangho have noble hobbies?”
Yeon Jeok-ha showed interest in the word Kang-ho's origin.
“You say people like that?”
“Oops! Didn't you know yet? Transcendent masters sometimes put the secrets of martial arts in their paintings and calligraphy. Even if you just get that, it's called a gift. How about the pubic hole? Playing gold can make people cry or even laugh. It is said that watching it is so savory.”
"That's true... … .”
The younger brother's eyes sparkled.
This is the first time such a story has ever been told.
I feel envious when I hear that virtuosos are like that.
“Where would that be? The taste of sake is doubled just by looking at the writings of master calligraphers and excellent paintings, and by listening to great performances. Aren't you drinking because you're hungry?"
It was a heartbreaking comment that came and went to Giru and Juru like it was their own home.
The branches that Wol-a and Geum-a had picked up were piled up next to the campfire.
Still, the two girls continued to pick up twigs.
If no one dissuaded him, he would go on like that all night long.
Old sim called Wol-ah and Geum-ah.
“Stop, rest too.”
"yes."
"yes."
Only then did Wol-ah and Geum-ah squat down by the fire.
The two girls, who had built up a relationship with cooking, kept an eye on each other as the water in the kettle boiled.
Then, the old sim smiled and spoke.
“The lives of ye and inhibiters are different. Watch what I do and learn from it.”
"yes!"
Wol-ah and Geum-ah answered with unanimity.
In fact, the fact that I only went to pick up twigs was because I didn't know what to do.
Simtong said with a triumphant face, pouring rice and miscellaneous things into the pot.
“When the water boils in the pot like this, you put the rice first, then throw in the ‘edibles’ next. Then, ‘something worth eating’ is created. In terms of the principle of martial arts, it is the same as the end of the world.”
"ah!"
“Wow!”
Exclamation flowed from the mouths of Wol-ah and Geum-a at the plausible words for some reason.
Yeonjeokha, who saw this, clicked his tongue.
“Tsk tsk! Old Sim, what did you teach the children?”
“No, you were accepted as a disciple yesterday, what more do you want? I'm going to try to teach you now. Well, by the way, can I teach Confucius what I learned?”
"try. I wonder how far you will learn.”
I allowed it because I thought it was not bad for Wol-ah and Geum-ah, who are talking.
Besides, I had a question.
Madu, like heart pain, memorized 300 characters, and Nokrim's sworn brothers and Yeon family memorized 100 characters.
How many characters can Wolah and Geumah memorize?
At that moment, Wol-ah and Geum-a jumped up and bent their waists at Yeon Jeok-ha.
“Confucius, I will repay you in the end.”
“Thank you, Gongja. I will never forget your grace.”
At the girls' fuss, the younger brother waved his hand with an embarrassed face.
The latent power that arose from her fingertips lifted the upper bodies of the girls upright.
Wol-ah and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with blank eyes.
When I encountered martial arts that I had only heard about in words, my mind was dizzy and I felt as if I was flying above the clouds.
Seeing the disciples like that, Sim Tong smiled and said,
“I gave up everything I learned during my greening days. And I learned one simbeop and how to use a sword from Confucius Yeonm. Confucius gave permission, so I will inform you after dinner.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah bowed their heads toward old sim this time.
“Thank you, Master.”
"thank you."
Meanwhile, the broth had boiled down and turned into a thin porridge.
Wol-a and Geum-ah put the prepared food into a bowl and served it to Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim Tong.
After a simple meal, Simtong taught Wol-a and Geum-a the Nine Thousand and One True Sutras.
After about an hour (two hours), the outline was revealed.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching by his side, tilted his head with an incomprehensible face.
Both Wolah and Geumah remembered exactly one hundred and fifty characters as if they were measured with a ruler.
It's about halfway between 5 peak warriers and old sim.
Old sim approached Yeon Jeok-ha as Wol-a and Geum-a were immersed in meditation.
“This is really strange.”
Old sim was also a complex face.
He did not know that Wol-a and Geum-a could memorize only 150 characters.
"why?"
“I knew these kids would learn a lot more than me. I thought it would be much better than Confucius's sworn brothers and the Yeon clan... … .”
“At first, I was also weird, but I think I know.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Those kids lived a hard life, but on the other hand, they lived a comfortable life. Because he had talent.”
“It is.”
“You must have learned to compromise with the world in moderation while living with Ye. They said the kids were good at it. sometimes too much. Deukdo seems to have nothing to do with how old or young you are.”
“But didn’t someone like me memorize 300 characters?”
“… … .”
I couldn't answer in the blink of an eye.
Come to think of it, Shimtong memorized three hundred characters during the Gumilbokgeom days.
Although he experienced mountain gong (散功) during the exercise and fell to the bottom.
“Yeah, that’s what it is all about. It's hard to explain, but it inevitably happens.”
“Shit… … .”
Old sim looked at Wol-a and Geum-a with a bitter face.
He said it was a “destiny” to be talking, but for some reason, what I heard earlier bothered me.
It seemed that young girls knew the world early and could not accept the Great Way.
“Sorry. I could have taught them more if I met them a little sooner.”
“I think the relationship ends there. If those children hadn't become courtesans, I wouldn't have met Old Man Sim.”
“It’s a relationship… … . It's really scary.”
“Yes, sometimes ruthless.”
I looked at the flames with empty eyes that matched each other.
If he hadn't been abused at Waryongjang herself, she would never have met Gucheon Hyeonyeo.
Wol-ah and Geum-a woke up from meditation after one day (about 20 minutes).
Shen Tong unfolded the nine-thousand-three-days-eclipse-fly-long-ascension (飛龍昇天) in front of his disciples.
Wol-a and Geum-ah followed the ascension of the flying dragon holding a branch.
Shim Tong, who had been watching with a happy face, opened his mouth.
“I was familiar with the Tao and used it. But you don't have to. For now, I will use a branch, but I will have to use a sword like Confucius.”
"yes."
"yes."
Wolah and Geumah were beginners anyway, so they answered without worrying too much.
“Later, when the solar eclipse is completely attached to your body, I will teach you this eclipse. Until then, practice morning and evening so that Confucius and I don’t get dirty.”
"yes!"
Wol-ah and Geum-ah answered with determined faces.
Soon after, Geum-ah carefully asked.
“Well, by the way, Master. Are we also people of the green forest from now on?”
"what are you talking about?"
“Since Master and Confucius are in Green Forest, I wondered if it was right to say that we were also people of Green Forest.”
“Hehehe, how is the greenery?”
Looking at the old sim with meaningful eyes, Geum-a answered with a startled face.
“Oh, it’s not that I’m bad, I really don’t know. I want to know what to say if someone asks.”
"hmm! well Since Confucius and I left the mountain, it is also called green forest. Confucius, should we call them Green Forest?”
Yeonjeokha replied with a sullen face.
“You haven’t even listed your name on wild vegetables, so what kind of greenery is that? They are just old Sim disciples.”
"Oh, I see. It keeps blinking. That's why you have to die when you're old. did you hear Since you did not list your names on wild vegetables or water vegetables, it cannot be called greening.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah’s faces brightened, who had been pretending to be calm.
I became a disciple of Simtong, but my heart was heavy because I went around with the green trees.
Nokrimdo was very different from the warriors in the stories of comic storytellers.
Then, when I said no, I was happy as if I would fly away.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at their faces, tut-tsk and clicked his tongue.
“Well, it’s not green, so look how you like it. Old Sim, I need to get the money together quickly. Even when the disciples hear the sound of greening, they do it to start a game.”
“Hehe, you know why? When I came down from Mt. Obong, I had already stepped out of the green forest. Since Confucius is the Supreme Commander, it must be very difficult.”
“What is the trouble? I have no disciples.”
“Wouldn’t the Namgung family feel a bit burdened? It is a prestigious among prestigious families.”
“My uncle said it was okay. And I am the owner of the inn, not Green Forest Island. If someone curses at Nokrimdo, I might get rid of Tae Sang-ho.”
“Confucius came down from the mountain, but who would say that he is a green forest?”
Old sim glanced at the younger brother's complexion.
Unlike before, it can be seen that he is trying to keep his distance from the green forest.
To be honest, even if you openly steal when you are below the ranks, there is no one to curse at.
In that sense, the head of the housekeeper put his head to good use.
If he hadn't been placed in the Taesang Guard seat, he wouldn't have had any dealings with Nokrim.
***
the day before the negotiation date.
Finally, the masters of the Chunjimaeng in Luoyang entered
As not only famous schools but also masters of the orthodox faction gathered in one place, Luoyang was tense.
It was the same even though Cheon Ji-maeng and Myeong-gyo did not have to meet because the white horse was outside Luoyang.
The center of Luoyang was crowded with orthodox Murim people.
Before the dissolution of the Cheonjimaeng, it was expected that a fight would break out between the warriors of the orthodox faction, but it was quiet.
When we lived together in Chiliha Village, fights broke out several times a day.
However, in Luoyang, both political parties were extremely restrained.
It is because of a sense of crisis that if they divide in front of a famous church, they may be exterminated.
The six horses rented out the entire inn for Taesangho Corporation Yeonjeokha.
And he made the green forest guards guard the surroundings of the inn.
It was the same with the Chilpamun and the four generations.
Strict guarding began for the masters of the Jangmunin, family heads, and the elder masters of the Cheonjimaeng.
To that extent, all sorts of rumours were rampant in Luoyang.
In particular, what made the Cheonji-maeng tremble was the saying, “The reason why the famous religion called the Cheonji-maeng to Luoyang was to annihilate it at once.”
It was a story that seemed plausible no matter who heard it, so the masters of the Cheonjimaeng sharpened their nerves.
The day passed in the midst of such nervousness.
The next day, after having breakfast early, the masters of Cheonjimaeng moved to Baekmasa Temple.
