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Chapter 329 - Why did you marry like that?
Of course, the seat under the jeokha was next to the coachman's seat.
The middle-aged man treated him as if he had known him for a long time from the start, probably because of his natural personality.
“I say Baekmu-sang. What is the name of the small agent?”
“Have a relationship.”
Musang Baek, who was only looking at his horse's ass, glanced away.
He was such a famous name in the green forest that he was blinded without realizing it.
A longsword and a gourd came into sight.
Except for the sword, it was a gentle and childish face of a man in his early twenties.
Kendo is just an ordinary sword, far from a treasured sword.
Mu-sang Baek couldn't think of any connection between Green Forest's Yeonjeokha and the young man he rode.
"haha! You have a famous name. I heard there is a master with that name in Nokrim.”
“Yes, they said so.”
He said it as if he were talking to someone, he had a relationship with.
It's because I don't want to instill a sense of incongruity to the person I'm going to be with for half a day.
Baek Moo-sang completely dispelled his doubts at Yeon Jeok-ha's answer.
Just by looking at his face and eyes, you can at least tell if he's a 'good guy' or a 'bad guy'.
The energy I felt from Yeonjeokha was clear and pure.
It was an insult to him to connect him with Green Forest's Great Horsehead Yeonjeokha.
“Have you learned swordsmanship?”
"yes."
"Ohh! What type swordmanship?”
“It’s a ancestors martial art.”
"aha! Ho it ancestors. It's good. Even if you are a master of your martial technique, there is nothing to be afraid of. After all, doing munpani started with one person.”
Baek Moo-sang encouraged Yeon Jeok-ha, who set foot on the river.
Yeonjeokha, moved by his thoughtfulness, asked.
“How is Baek Daehyeop doing as a monk?”
“I did math at Uicheonmun.”
“Is this Uicheonmun, also known as Chilpamun, by any chance?”
"yes. Do you know me well?”
“Ah, where is the person who doesn’t know Uicheonmun?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha lifted him up, Baek Mu-sang vigorously shook the reins with a proud face.
“Come on!”
The horses, which were already running well, made no reaction.
Still, Baek Mu-sang had a satisfied face.
Looking at such a white statue, I tilted my head.
'I guess he didn't participate in the League of Legends?'
If he was in the world, there was no way he wouldn't recognize himself.
After a while, Yeonjeokha, who became bored, took her luck.
“Then did Baek Dae-hyeop also play an active part in Cheonji-maeng?”
“I couldn’t. After studying at Uicheonmun, I committed myself to military school.”
"ah!"
“Those who eat the country's rust shouldn't get caught up in Moorim's struggle. That goes against the teachings of Uicheonmun.”
“That’s right. You must have come out of the military gate now? Seeing you roam freely.”
“Not like that. It can be said that he is on official duty.”
When Musang Baek said that, there was a light coughing sound from inside the carriage.
The sound of the carriage would probably drown out the story, but Mu-sang Baek heard it and immediately changed the subject.
“Hum, hum, but what is the small je doing?”
"He's not doing anything in particular."
"is it? These days, I heard that there is a fuss about saving unmanned people from the breakwater of Gangho and from above. Wasn't there a place you liked?"
“That’s not the case, but there is no place to come yet.”
"ha ha ha! It looks like you're still not hungry. Don’t wait for them to come, you should go looking for them.”
“I do have some money.”
He did not deny that he had a relationship.
He still had a thousand nyang in his pocket, so he was far from destitute.
Baek Mu-sang said involuntarily.
“As expected, I recognized you when you were talking about carriages. The family looks good.”
He scratched the back of his head with a frowning face.
From what he said, it seemed that Musang Baek heard his complaint and turned his carriage around.
"no. The house is ruined. The money I saved while living as a ronin is a little bit.”
"Ohh! I've lived a life of a fool. Hey, it's better for a ronin to make money these days. There should be a lot of fights between the breakwaters. Isn't it?”
"yes."
The conversation ended with Yeon Jeok-ha's answer.
In fact, it is normal for a young man and a middle-aged military officer to be so far apart that they are polar opposites.
In the eyes of the military officer was the 'dog of the imperial family', and in the eyes of the military officer, the military officer was a 'loser in life'.
The carriage, which had been running for about half an hour, stopped.
Baek Mu-sang built it for a while to protect his horses from the scorching heat.
After a while, an elderly man came out of the carriage.
Baek Mu-sang, as if the old man was his superior, ran around and waited on him from then on.
I sat in the shade of a nearby tree and stared at the white statue.
No matter how much one is a disciple of Uicheonmun, it seems that he is nothing in front of the military rank.
It was even saddening to see the middle-aged man running around sweating like a strong man.
An elderly man, Jeong Chun-ho (Jung Oh-pum), said Poong Man-pyo to Yeon Jeok-ha, who clicked his tongue inwardly.
“Small brother, there is nothing to look at with those eyes. How many people do you think would jump to death at a word from Mu-sang Baek? 1,1120 strong men like the small emperor die at his command.”
He pretended to be a little surprised by the old man's words.
“Wow!”
Poong Man-pyo smiled and sat with his back leaning against a tree.
Then, as if the pad hanging from her waist was getting in the way, she pushed it aside.
It was only after seeing the paedo that I could see that even the elderly, who were in the middle of the year, were military commanders.
At that time, Mu-sang Baek sat down beside Yeonjeok-ha.
“Oops! If I had known it would be such a hassle, I would have brought the coachman. You are suffering for no reason.”
“Why didn’t you use a coachman?”
“The elder has a private place to stop by, so I’m just taking care of him. The construction is clear.”
“Do you think it’s okay that Baek Dae-hyeop accompanies you?”
“I am the elder's subordinate, but since I volunteered to serve, it cannot be seen as a public domain. By the way, I didn't ask anything important. So, what are you going to Hyeongyang County for?”
“Housework.”
“Ah, it doesn’t look like you’re going to work on a romance, right?”
"yes."
“That’s right. I'm glad. If So Joong-je is going to work, it will be difficult to accompany him.”
"aha! Do you think I will sell Baekdaehyup?”
“You are a quick-witted friend. That's right. I don't want my name to go up and down in disputes between the parties and the upper side.”
“Ah, no such thing. I'm going to go to real housework for a while. But why are you two going to Hyeongyang County?”
Baek Mu-sang glanced at Poong Man-pyo.
Despite hearing the story of Yeon Jeok-ha, Poong Man-pyo kept his eyes closed without saying a word.
That is an unspoken permission.
It was clear that his wariness toward a young man who asked for a marriage like himself had softened.
“The old man’s distant nephew is getting married, so he’s going to be married.”
Baek Moo-sang did not reveal that the two were going to the destination.
It is because he cannot even tell such a secret to the ronin he meets on the road and accompanies him.
“Ah, marriage. It's a good season to get married. You must be very affectionate to attend your distant nephew’s wedding?”
Yeonjeokha pointed at the elderly man with his chin.
Baek Moo-sang replied with a smile.
“There is some problem with the in-laws, so they are reluctant to do so. It seems that his nephew, who is the party to him, doesn’t like it either.”
“Why did you marry like that?”
“It must be reluctant because it’s pushed around the house.”
“Why do you push your in-laws when you say there is a problem?”
“Since it is from a family of government officials, there must be a reason not to speak.”
“Why can’t you talk?”
It's time for Yeonjeokha to wonder.
Poong Man-pyo, who had been listening quietly until now, cleared his throat as if he was uncomfortable.
Then Mu-sang Baek hurriedly finished.
“What are you trying to do by knowing the story of someone else’s family? Just rest quietly.”
He rolled his eyes at the old man who constantly interrupted him and muttered inwardly.
‘No, as long as it’s fun, it’s an adventure. If that's the case, make them not talk from the beginning.'
***
Hyung Yang Hyun.
Seokjang Village.
A lonely house under Bangsan.
Yeon Jeok-ha looked at the house of his mother-in-law with an emotionless face.
The wooden fence that had been falling off turned into a sturdy fence, and the main building was also decorated with a new roof.
On the other side of the yard, a warehouse stood proudly when it was built.
It is literally a world apart from the one-room house that collapsed in the past.
When Yeon Jeok-ha opened the gate and entered, Woo-seok Lee, who was sitting on the veranda, jumped up.
“Oops! jeokha! Come on. It was hot, but I had a hard time coming a long way. I should have let you know, but the date went back and forth, so you're late.”
"are you okay. No one else will come anyway.”
That's what he said, but the inside of Yeonjeokha was a little bitter.
It's because Crown Prince Namgung couldn't invite people. If I had known about it a month earlier, I would have contacted Namgung Family. It had taken more than 10 days for her body to reach her, so I didn't even think to inform her.
"Still, don't be too sad that the county governor and government officials are attending."
“A government official?”
“Since the in-laws-to-be are government officials, it seems that a lot of people come from the government office.”
“That’s right, your in-laws are like that.”
It bothered me a little that there were no guests from the side of the family.
If it was a Moorim event, it would be called Green Forest, but he couldn't bring Green Forest into his maternal uncle's house.
“A lot of your acquaintances are coming.”
“Who are my acquaintances?”
“Dae-in Dong of the Geumuiwi and Dae-in Seo of the Anchalsa said they would come again this time.”
Yeonjeokha frowned.
It seems that Dong Yu-soo, the Namjin warrior of the Golden Guard, and Seo Gyeong-jin, the Anchalsa, will cross over another leg.
Just in time, the gate opened and my maternal aunt, Lee Yu-hwa, and Lee Si-hwa entered.
“Oh my, Jillja. Welcome.”
The face of the beauty of the place was full of joy.
It was only natural that Yeonjeokha, who made her family happy, came.
Lee Yoo-hwa and Lee Si-hwa also greeted each other warmly.
"Brother. welcome."
"Brother! Why did you come now!”
Lee Yu-hwa, who is about to get married, stood still and greeted her in the eyes, but young Lee Si-hwa rushed at her and grabbed Yeonjeok-ha's arm and shook her.
Unable to see, Wooseok Lee said a word.
“Uh huh. It's Sihwa. Then my brother’s arm falls off.”
“My older brother is a master of Moorim, so it’s okay! Yes? Brother?"
Lee Si-hwa laughed ‘haha’ with her whole body, half of her rival.
Her heart was moved by her untainted innocent behavior, but she did not show it.
'I wish I had a daughter like this.'
He was envious of his mother-in-law who had never married.
Do you think her feelings are relative?
She is also related to Lee Si-hwa, and she says that she likes herself.
I knew it and didn't notice.
The beauty of the place was enough to say a word.
“Sihwa seems to like her brother-in-law better than her father.”
“Hehe, of course.”
Lee Woo-suk clicked her tongue with a ‘tsk tsk’ at Lee Si-hwa’s hesitant reply.
"That's why I don't want to raise my daughter."
Even though he let out a sigh from his mouth, Lee Woo-seok's face was full of smiles.
This is because it is his wish that Yeon Jeok-ha and his daughters get along well.
After her loud greeting, Jeong So-mi took her two daughters and headed to the kitchen.
She is to serve her food to her lover, who has come a long way.
When she was left alone with her maternal uncle, Yeonjeokha insinuatedly asked.
“What is the husband-to-be of Yuhwa doing?”
“They say he’s a man on a golden throne.”
“A golden chair?”
Yeon Jeok-ha looked at his mother-in-law with absurd eyes.
How could a person on the throne get to know and marry a woman from the countryside?
“Yes, the same person introduced me. Come to think of it, it's all thanks to you."
The rivalry secretly sighed.
‘Damn it. That's why I said we'd talk later.'
When he thought about it, it seemed that Dong Yoo-soo put marriage first in order to get involved with him.
'Well, as long as the parties involved are good, that's fine.'
He decided to think on the good side.
A marriage that should be done only once anyway, what if it was a golden chair, and what if it was a merchant!
'All it takes is a thief.'
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
paypal.me/Agustusfang
Chapter 329 - Why did you marry like that?
Of course, the seat under the jeokha was next to the coachman's seat.
The middle-aged man treated him as if he had known him for a long time from the start, probably because of his natural personality.
“I say Baekmu-sang. What is the name of the small agent?”
“Have a relationship.”
Musang Baek, who was only looking at his horse's ass, glanced away.
He was such a famous name in the green forest that he was blinded without realizing it.
A longsword and a gourd came into sight.
Except for the sword, it was a gentle and childish face of a man in his early twenties.
Kendo is just an ordinary sword, far from a treasured sword.
Mu-sang Baek couldn't think of any connection between Green Forest's Yeonjeokha and the young man he rode.
"haha! You have a famous name. I heard there is a master with that name in Nokrim.”
“Yes, they said so.”
He said it as if he were talking to someone, he had a relationship with.
It's because I don't want to instill a sense of incongruity to the person I'm going to be with for half a day.
Baek Moo-sang completely dispelled his doubts at Yeon Jeok-ha's answer.
Just by looking at his face and eyes, you can at least tell if he's a 'good guy' or a 'bad guy'.
The energy I felt from Yeonjeokha was clear and pure.
It was an insult to him to connect him with Green Forest's Great Horsehead Yeonjeokha.
“Have you learned swordsmanship?”
"yes."
"Ohh! What type swordmanship?”
“It’s a ancestors martial art.”
"aha! Ho it ancestors. It's good. Even if you are a master of your martial technique, there is nothing to be afraid of. After all, doing munpani started with one person.”
Baek Moo-sang encouraged Yeon Jeok-ha, who set foot on the river.
Yeonjeokha, moved by his thoughtfulness, asked.
“How is Baek Daehyeop doing as a monk?”
“I did math at Uicheonmun.”
“Is this Uicheonmun, also known as Chilpamun, by any chance?”
"yes. Do you know me well?”
“Ah, where is the person who doesn’t know Uicheonmun?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha lifted him up, Baek Mu-sang vigorously shook the reins with a proud face.
“Come on!”
The horses, which were already running well, made no reaction.
Still, Baek Mu-sang had a satisfied face.
Looking at such a white statue, I tilted my head.
'I guess he didn't participate in the League of Legends?'
If he was in the world, there was no way he wouldn't recognize himself.
After a while, Yeonjeokha, who became bored, took her luck.
“Then did Baek Dae-hyeop also play an active part in Cheonji-maeng?”
“I couldn’t. After studying at Uicheonmun, I committed myself to military school.”
"ah!"
“Those who eat the country's rust shouldn't get caught up in Moorim's struggle. That goes against the teachings of Uicheonmun.”
“That’s right. You must have come out of the military gate now? Seeing you roam freely.”
“Not like that. It can be said that he is on official duty.”
When Musang Baek said that, there was a light coughing sound from inside the carriage.
The sound of the carriage would probably drown out the story, but Mu-sang Baek heard it and immediately changed the subject.
“Hum, hum, but what is the small je doing?”
"He's not doing anything in particular."
"is it? These days, I heard that there is a fuss about saving unmanned people from the breakwater of Gangho and from above. Wasn't there a place you liked?"
“That’s not the case, but there is no place to come yet.”
"ha ha ha! It looks like you're still not hungry. Don’t wait for them to come, you should go looking for them.”
“I do have some money.”
He did not deny that he had a relationship.
He still had a thousand nyang in his pocket, so he was far from destitute.
Baek Mu-sang said involuntarily.
“As expected, I recognized you when you were talking about carriages. The family looks good.”
He scratched the back of his head with a frowning face.
From what he said, it seemed that Musang Baek heard his complaint and turned his carriage around.
"no. The house is ruined. The money I saved while living as a ronin is a little bit.”
"Ohh! I've lived a life of a fool. Hey, it's better for a ronin to make money these days. There should be a lot of fights between the breakwaters. Isn't it?”
"yes."
The conversation ended with Yeon Jeok-ha's answer.
In fact, it is normal for a young man and a middle-aged military officer to be so far apart that they are polar opposites.
In the eyes of the military officer was the 'dog of the imperial family', and in the eyes of the military officer, the military officer was a 'loser in life'.
The carriage, which had been running for about half an hour, stopped.
Baek Mu-sang built it for a while to protect his horses from the scorching heat.
After a while, an elderly man came out of the carriage.
Baek Mu-sang, as if the old man was his superior, ran around and waited on him from then on.
I sat in the shade of a nearby tree and stared at the white statue.
No matter how much one is a disciple of Uicheonmun, it seems that he is nothing in front of the military rank.
It was even saddening to see the middle-aged man running around sweating like a strong man.
An elderly man, Jeong Chun-ho (Jung Oh-pum), said Poong Man-pyo to Yeon Jeok-ha, who clicked his tongue inwardly.
“Small brother, there is nothing to look at with those eyes. How many people do you think would jump to death at a word from Mu-sang Baek? 1,1120 strong men like the small emperor die at his command.”
He pretended to be a little surprised by the old man's words.
“Wow!”
Poong Man-pyo smiled and sat with his back leaning against a tree.
Then, as if the pad hanging from her waist was getting in the way, she pushed it aside.
It was only after seeing the paedo that I could see that even the elderly, who were in the middle of the year, were military commanders.
At that time, Mu-sang Baek sat down beside Yeonjeok-ha.
“Oops! If I had known it would be such a hassle, I would have brought the coachman. You are suffering for no reason.”
“Why didn’t you use a coachman?”
“The elder has a private place to stop by, so I’m just taking care of him. The construction is clear.”
“Do you think it’s okay that Baek Dae-hyeop accompanies you?”
“I am the elder's subordinate, but since I volunteered to serve, it cannot be seen as a public domain. By the way, I didn't ask anything important. So, what are you going to Hyeongyang County for?”
“Housework.”
“Ah, it doesn’t look like you’re going to work on a romance, right?”
"yes."
“That’s right. I'm glad. If So Joong-je is going to work, it will be difficult to accompany him.”
"aha! Do you think I will sell Baekdaehyup?”
“You are a quick-witted friend. That's right. I don't want my name to go up and down in disputes between the parties and the upper side.”
“Ah, no such thing. I'm going to go to real housework for a while. But why are you two going to Hyeongyang County?”
Baek Mu-sang glanced at Poong Man-pyo.
Despite hearing the story of Yeon Jeok-ha, Poong Man-pyo kept his eyes closed without saying a word.
That is an unspoken permission.
It was clear that his wariness toward a young man who asked for a marriage like himself had softened.
“The old man’s distant nephew is getting married, so he’s going to be married.”
Baek Moo-sang did not reveal that the two were going to the destination.
It is because he cannot even tell such a secret to the ronin he meets on the road and accompanies him.
“Ah, marriage. It's a good season to get married. You must be very affectionate to attend your distant nephew’s wedding?”
Yeonjeokha pointed at the elderly man with his chin.
Baek Moo-sang replied with a smile.
“There is some problem with the in-laws, so they are reluctant to do so. It seems that his nephew, who is the party to him, doesn’t like it either.”
“Why did you marry like that?”
“It must be reluctant because it’s pushed around the house.”
“Why do you push your in-laws when you say there is a problem?”
“Since it is from a family of government officials, there must be a reason not to speak.”
“Why can’t you talk?”
It's time for Yeonjeokha to wonder.
Poong Man-pyo, who had been listening quietly until now, cleared his throat as if he was uncomfortable.
Then Mu-sang Baek hurriedly finished.
“What are you trying to do by knowing the story of someone else’s family? Just rest quietly.”
He rolled his eyes at the old man who constantly interrupted him and muttered inwardly.
‘No, as long as it’s fun, it’s an adventure. If that's the case, make them not talk from the beginning.'
***
Hyung Yang Hyun.
Seokjang Village.
A lonely house under Bangsan.
Yeon Jeok-ha looked at the house of his mother-in-law with an emotionless face.
The wooden fence that had been falling off turned into a sturdy fence, and the main building was also decorated with a new roof.
On the other side of the yard, a warehouse stood proudly when it was built.
It is literally a world apart from the one-room house that collapsed in the past.
When Yeon Jeok-ha opened the gate and entered, Woo-seok Lee, who was sitting on the veranda, jumped up.
“Oops! jeokha! Come on. It was hot, but I had a hard time coming a long way. I should have let you know, but the date went back and forth, so you're late.”
"are you okay. No one else will come anyway.”
That's what he said, but the inside of Yeonjeokha was a little bitter.
It's because Crown Prince Namgung couldn't invite people. If I had known about it a month earlier, I would have contacted Namgung Family. It had taken more than 10 days for her body to reach her, so I didn't even think to inform her.
"Still, don't be too sad that the county governor and government officials are attending."
“A government official?”
“Since the in-laws-to-be are government officials, it seems that a lot of people come from the government office.”
“That’s right, your in-laws are like that.”
It bothered me a little that there were no guests from the side of the family.
If it was a Moorim event, it would be called Green Forest, but he couldn't bring Green Forest into his maternal uncle's house.
“A lot of your acquaintances are coming.”
“Who are my acquaintances?”
“Dae-in Dong of the Geumuiwi and Dae-in Seo of the Anchalsa said they would come again this time.”
Yeonjeokha frowned.
It seems that Dong Yu-soo, the Namjin warrior of the Golden Guard, and Seo Gyeong-jin, the Anchalsa, will cross over another leg.
Just in time, the gate opened and my maternal aunt, Lee Yu-hwa, and Lee Si-hwa entered.
“Oh my, Jillja. Welcome.”
The face of the beauty of the place was full of joy.
It was only natural that Yeonjeokha, who made her family happy, came.
Lee Yoo-hwa and Lee Si-hwa also greeted each other warmly.
"Brother. welcome."
"Brother! Why did you come now!”
Lee Yu-hwa, who is about to get married, stood still and greeted her in the eyes, but young Lee Si-hwa rushed at her and grabbed Yeonjeok-ha's arm and shook her.
Unable to see, Wooseok Lee said a word.
“Uh huh. It's Sihwa. Then my brother’s arm falls off.”
“My older brother is a master of Moorim, so it’s okay! Yes? Brother?"
Lee Si-hwa laughed ‘haha’ with her whole body, half of her rival.
Her heart was moved by her untainted innocent behavior, but she did not show it.
'I wish I had a daughter like this.'
He was envious of his mother-in-law who had never married.
Do you think her feelings are relative?
She is also related to Lee Si-hwa, and she says that she likes herself.
I knew it and didn't notice.
The beauty of the place was enough to say a word.
“Sihwa seems to like her brother-in-law better than her father.”
“Hehe, of course.”
Lee Woo-suk clicked her tongue with a ‘tsk tsk’ at Lee Si-hwa’s hesitant reply.
"That's why I don't want to raise my daughter."
Even though he let out a sigh from his mouth, Lee Woo-seok's face was full of smiles.
This is because it is his wish that Yeon Jeok-ha and his daughters get along well.
After her loud greeting, Jeong So-mi took her two daughters and headed to the kitchen.
She is to serve her food to her lover, who has come a long way.
When she was left alone with her maternal uncle, Yeonjeokha insinuatedly asked.
“What is the husband-to-be of Yuhwa doing?”
“They say he’s a man on a golden throne.”
“A golden chair?”
Yeon Jeok-ha looked at his mother-in-law with absurd eyes.
How could a person on the throne get to know and marry a woman from the countryside?
“Yes, the same person introduced me. Come to think of it, it's all thanks to you."
The rivalry secretly sighed.
‘Damn it. That's why I said we'd talk later.'
When he thought about it, it seemed that Dong Yoo-soo put marriage first in order to get involved with him.
'Well, as long as the parties involved are good, that's fine.'
He decided to think on the good side.
A marriage that should be done only once anyway, what if it was a golden chair, and what if it was a merchant!
'All it takes is a thief.'
