Episode 384. there is still one minute left
But the reality was grim.
Despite Waryong Swordsman Yeon Mu-baek's passionate speech, no one responded.
No, rather, I tilted my head and whispered with the companions.
“Did the governor of Yeongamugwan say he would fight the Cheol-blood room? Without disciples?”
“It looks like it will be replaced with a rongin. By the way, is there anyone who will come to Yeongamugwan?”
“Tsk tsk! Hitting rocks with eggs. Even if it hurts my pride, I should have bowed my head and said, “I’m dead.”
"Iknow, right."
Some people went one step further and criticized the smoke bag.
“The meaning is imaginary, but even if you don’t know the world, you don’t know too much. Even all the military officers in Goseong Village shouldn’t have done it.”
“Jeep, is someone holding their breath because they don’t have the courage? I am enduring it because I am not capable of it.”
“Young blood is so scary. They say they’re going to jump into the fire with a brush.”
At the negative reaction of the warlords, Mubaek Yeon could not hide his perplexed expression.
He invites Sangbang and Jeongeui Maeng, whom he knows well, and Minso Bangpa, whom he knew during his days as Cheonji-Meng, but no one encourages him.
The speaker, standing shoulder to shoulder with the smoke bag, was equally embarrassed.
He was hopeful even when he had a meeting in the guest hall.
Maybe it was because he was more confident right after defeating the Sangvis thieves.
However, seeing the cold reaction of the warlords, the heat that had been hot faded away.
If you think about it, it's not unreasonable for people to do that.
Cheolhyeolbang is holding the dark side of Lukyang with a huge breakwater that can carry over 100 people.
On the other hand, Yeonga Military Academy is a rural military officer who has just opened and has no disciples.
'So excited.'
There was nothing to see after defeating one of the members of the iron blood room.
As his boiling blood cooled, his heart felt cold.
Do I have to leave Goseongchon as Lee Cheol-won said?
Or should I fight to the end?
Unlike in the audience, it is time for the speaker to reconsider whether to advance or resign.
Hyeonmubaek said in a determined tone.
“Of course, I know very well that it is a heavy burden. But now I think it's time to fight. You have to let them know that even earthworms wriggle if they step on them. who knows I stepped on it thinking it was an earthworm, but it must have been a serpent.”
At the meaningful confession of Yeonmubaek, the warlords nodded their heads involuntarily.
It is because the earnest expression, ‘Even an earthworm wriggles when stepped on’ touched my heart.
That was the right word for the Yeongamugwan of today.
The people in the upper direction who knew the past history of the Yeon family looked at Yeonmubaek with wonder.
‘Waryongjang’, the predecessor of Yeongamugwan, can be said to be a symbol of weakness and subservience.
The 'Waryongjang of Eonsa', where the true moon swordsman Yeonmu-ryong lived in confinement, was trampled on by the Seonja of Wolha, and 'Waryongjang of the Palace' made the Yeonjeokha of Nokrim shut down.
In the process, the Yeons have been consistent in avoiding rather than risking their lives to fight.
But now, while hearing the sound of ‘beating a rock with an egg’, he said he would stand up to the Iron Blooded Room.
A change came in the minds of those Yeonssi.
“Those who will be with Yeongamugwan, please stay after the banquet is over. Even if there is only one person left, we will not be disappointed and will serve you as a guest. Guests, please let me know what I mean. thank you."
After speaking, Mubaek Yeon led Seungbaek Yeon and the speaker and returned to the main house.
People no longer criticized Yeonmubaek for his recklessness.
It was a change brought about by everyone saying, “Even an earthworm wriggles if you step on it.”
Yang Yi-hwa, engulfed in shock, stood there with a devastated face.
I thought you'd somehow compromise with Sangvis, but you're going to fight?
Having experienced a failure in her palace two years ago, her eyes were dark.
People stood up one by one, probably because of the request to stay after the banquet was over.
They are in the mood to leave early for fear of being misunderstood as a tourist or a guest.
The banquet hall, which had been filled with people, soon became quiet.
'This is the heart of the world.'
Yang Yi-hwa looked around the banquet hall with more empty seats with bitter eyes.
'How many people will you leave?'
Still, wouldn't there be 10 people who sang the small breakwater that I knew during the days of Justice League and Cheonji-maeng?
However, the number of guests gradually decreased as the wind was overshadowed.
A clear voice came to Yang Yi-hwa's ears as she watched with a heavy heart.
“Will I be an empty guest if I stay here?”
***
Audience.
“How many of the guests do you think will stay?”
In response to the question of Jeong Jeong-jang-ju Sanhae Sword Ryeong-jeong-cheon, Yeonmu-baek shook her head excitedly.
"I do not know. It seemed that everyone was reluctant to face Sangvis.”
“It has to be. They are the ones who rule the Luoyang night.”
“I don’t know if I am doing something wrong. It seems that I was only optimistic that I had defeated one head of the foreign party.”
At Yeon Mu-baek’s self-deprecating words, Jeong Jeong-cheon secretly let out a sigh.
It was the same as he was swept away by the atmosphere.
It would be a lie if I said my heart didn't jump when I saw about 30 iron blooded swordsmen being beaten.
“So, have you ever changed your mind?”
"no. What you said in front of the guests was sincere. I've been living a very carefree life for so long. I intend to take this opportunity to make you realize that our Yeon is not an easy opponent.”
“If that's what you mean, then our head of household Jeong will help you. As for the money, I'll send the hermit five hundred nyang first. Don't worry about how much it costs and gather the ronin.”
"thank you."
“By the way, will greening be okay? I heard that when he built Waryongjang in the palace, he ended up closing the gate due to their interference. Unlike the Iron Blooded Room, they are unmatchable beings... … .”
“It will be fine.”
“Did you have a rapport with seniors?”
"It's not like that, but it'll be fine as long as it's not Waryongjang."
Yeon Mu-baek thought that Yeon Jeok-ha disliked the Yeon family's 'Waryongjang'.
If he had the heart to oppose everything, he wouldn't have even taught him the simbeop.
No, I wanted to believe that.
On the last day we met, he seemed to have forgotten the resentment we had in common.
That is why he set up Yeonga Military Officer instead of committing himself to the Hocheon Maeng.
Regarding the ambiguous answer, Jeon Jeong-cheon muttered with an uneasy face.
“Is it too much of a guess to think that the Iron Blood Room intervened after being instigated by Green Forest?”
In an instant, the atmosphere in the audience became tense.
This is because it is not at all impossible when you look at the history of Yeonjeokha in the past.
Yeon Seung-baek's breathing became rough.
"If he's behind the Sangvis room, I'll kill him."
“Seungbaek, don’t make a fuss about things you are not sure about. Even if the enemy is involved, I am not saying that to my brother.”
“A brother? Why are you and us brothers? Did you forget what happened to him? I wouldn't be in this situation if only Waryongjang hadn't collapsed. But is your older brother covering him?”
The one-armed winning streak shook nervously at the hem of his empty sleeves.
There is a reason why Yeon Seung-baek was crying.
The two brothers, who had nowhere to go after the ruin of Waryongjang, the head of the palace, committed themselves to the Justice League.
After the Justice League was expanded and reorganized into the Cheonji League, Yeon Seung-baek lost an arm in battle.
From Yeon Seung-baek's point of view, it was just unfair.
If only Jang Waryong of the Palace was alive and well, he would have no reason to go to the Justice League.
"It's unfortunate that you lost your arm, but I can't blame everything on you."
"no. It's all because of him that I'm like this. That bastard ruined the waryongjang of the palace, and even handed me a fake dharma.”
“It was we who asked him for the sword. He never called his sword the Dharma.”
The speaker interrupted.
“But he didn’t even say he wasn’t a beopbo. We were all playing into the enemy hands.”
“Tsk tsk! No matter how much he hates it, let's say it right. It was we who cornered him and retrieved his uncle's sword. I am still ashamed of what happened that day.”
Yeon Seung-baek and Yeon Seon-ju did not refute Yeon Moo-baek’s point.
It was true that he was forced to do what he said.
Jeong Jeong-cheon, who was watching the Yeon family's argument, called their attention.
“So, are you sure that the senior official was not involved in this incident?”
"yes. Jeokha will not have the slightest interest in Mr. Yeon's work. That's why he's become too big. You must have forgotten Mr. Yeon a long time ago.”
“Then it is not a hopeless situation. If you attract people, you won't be unilaterally defeated. Not everyone in the Iron Blooded Room is a master.”
At Jeong Jeong-cheon’s words, the Yeon’s faces brightened a little.
Just then, a worker's voice came from outside the door.
“Governor, the guests say they are leaving.”
At that, Moo-baek Yeon, Seung-baek Yeon, and the speaker hurriedly got up from their seats.
Since they are invited guests, it is to see them off.
The front of the main hall was full of officials from the upper side and small breakwater Murim people.
I wished everyone well, but no one wanted to stay.
Yeon Moo-baek, Yeon Seung-baek, and Yeon Seon-ju saw them off to the outside of the gate.
The empty banquet hall entered the eyes of Yeon Mu-baek, who turned around with a bitter expression.
Still, there were three or four people in their seats.
Judging by their tattered appearance, they must have been wandering nuns who stopped by on the way.
Now, even they are welcome.
Yeon Mu-baek, who was about to enter the guest hall, turned to the banquet hall.
The soldiers who discovered him belatedly got up from their seats in a hurry.
Hyeonmubaek laughed and said.
"it's okay. eat more My name is Yeonmubaek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”
“Ah, yes. I heard good things. I'm alone.”
"me too."
“I hope for good results.”
They left without looking back, fearing that the smoke bag would catch them.
Yang-hwa approached Yeonmu-baek, who was standing in awe, with quick steps.
Hyeonmu Baek, who glanced at his wife, said with a depressed face.
“I think they’re all gone.”
"no. There is still one minute left.”
“Who is left?”
"It's empty."
Yanghwa pointed to the corner of the banquet hall.
A bamboo backpack was set up next to the chair and someone was eagerly eating.
The sky-high hair and scruffy clothes caught my eye first.
If it wasn't for the backpack, I would have thought it was an open room.
“Did he say he would stay?”
"yes. do not be surprised. They say you are a non-partisan sectarian disciple.”
Mubaek Yeon's eyes sparkled at the words that he was a non-partisan secular disciple.
The disciple of Chilpamun is one hundred and one hundred It's not an exaggeration to say that it's worth it.
The faces of Yeon Seung-baek and Speech Master, who followed, also became lively.
“It is late to say hello. My name is Yeonmubaek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”
Yeonjeokha quietly put down the chicken leg he was holding on to.
Suddenly, the banquet hall was empty.
'Tsk! With people.'
It seems like people gathered in front of the drug dealer just looked around and left.
The old man sighed lightly and turned his head.
“I am Namcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple.”
"ah! Now I see that you were a small fellow. I heard it from my own. Are you saying you want to be a guest of our Yeongamugwan?”
In an instant, the young man's lips twitched.
Doho (道號) is 'Namcheon', but it seems that you know it by name.
But now that I think about it, I don't think I need to point out that fact.
He thought that if it became known that he was Yeon, he would dig into the history of his family.
"yes."
"I'm sorry, but what about Master's name? I really want to thank you later.”
"He's the blue fire old master of Wulong Palace."
“Oryonggung… … .”
The complexion of the smoke bag darkened slightly.
It was only then that the randomly placed bamboo backpacks caught my eye.
Episode 384. there is still one minute left
But the reality was grim.
Despite Waryong Swordsman Yeon Mu-baek's passionate speech, no one responded.
No, rather, I tilted my head and whispered with the companions.
“Did the governor of Yeongamugwan say he would fight the Cheol-blood room? Without disciples?”
“It looks like it will be replaced with a rongin. By the way, is there anyone who will come to Yeongamugwan?”
“Tsk tsk! Hitting rocks with eggs. Even if it hurts my pride, I should have bowed my head and said, “I’m dead.”
"Iknow, right."
Some people went one step further and criticized the smoke bag.
“The meaning is imaginary, but even if you don’t know the world, you don’t know too much. Even all the military officers in Goseong Village shouldn’t have done it.”
“Jeep, is someone holding their breath because they don’t have the courage? I am enduring it because I am not capable of it.”
“Young blood is so scary. They say they’re going to jump into the fire with a brush.”
At the negative reaction of the warlords, Mubaek Yeon could not hide his perplexed expression.
He invites Sangbang and Jeongeui Maeng, whom he knows well, and Minso Bangpa, whom he knew during his days as Cheonji-Meng, but no one encourages him.
The speaker, standing shoulder to shoulder with the smoke bag, was equally embarrassed.
He was hopeful even when he had a meeting in the guest hall.
Maybe it was because he was more confident right after defeating the Sangvis thieves.
However, seeing the cold reaction of the warlords, the heat that had been hot faded away.
If you think about it, it's not unreasonable for people to do that.
Cheolhyeolbang is holding the dark side of Lukyang with a huge breakwater that can carry over 100 people.
On the other hand, Yeonga Military Academy is a rural military officer who has just opened and has no disciples.
'So excited.'
There was nothing to see after defeating one of the members of the iron blood room.
As his boiling blood cooled, his heart felt cold.
Do I have to leave Goseongchon as Lee Cheol-won said?
Or should I fight to the end?
Unlike in the audience, it is time for the speaker to reconsider whether to advance or resign.
Hyeonmubaek said in a determined tone.
“Of course, I know very well that it is a heavy burden. But now I think it's time to fight. You have to let them know that even earthworms wriggle if they step on them. who knows I stepped on it thinking it was an earthworm, but it must have been a serpent.”
At the meaningful confession of Yeonmubaek, the warlords nodded their heads involuntarily.
It is because the earnest expression, ‘Even an earthworm wriggles when stepped on’ touched my heart.
That was the right word for the Yeongamugwan of today.
The people in the upper direction who knew the past history of the Yeon family looked at Yeonmubaek with wonder.
‘Waryongjang’, the predecessor of Yeongamugwan, can be said to be a symbol of weakness and subservience.
The 'Waryongjang of Eonsa', where the true moon swordsman Yeonmu-ryong lived in confinement, was trampled on by the Seonja of Wolha, and 'Waryongjang of the Palace' made the Yeonjeokha of Nokrim shut down.
In the process, the Yeons have been consistent in avoiding rather than risking their lives to fight.
But now, while hearing the sound of ‘beating a rock with an egg’, he said he would stand up to the Iron Blooded Room.
A change came in the minds of those Yeonssi.
“Those who will be with Yeongamugwan, please stay after the banquet is over. Even if there is only one person left, we will not be disappointed and will serve you as a guest. Guests, please let me know what I mean. thank you."
After speaking, Mubaek Yeon led Seungbaek Yeon and the speaker and returned to the main house.
People no longer criticized Yeonmubaek for his recklessness.
It was a change brought about by everyone saying, “Even an earthworm wriggles if you step on it.”
Yang Yi-hwa, engulfed in shock, stood there with a devastated face.
I thought you'd somehow compromise with Sangvis, but you're going to fight?
Having experienced a failure in her palace two years ago, her eyes were dark.
People stood up one by one, probably because of the request to stay after the banquet was over.
They are in the mood to leave early for fear of being misunderstood as a tourist or a guest.
The banquet hall, which had been filled with people, soon became quiet.
'This is the heart of the world.'
Yang Yi-hwa looked around the banquet hall with more empty seats with bitter eyes.
'How many people will you leave?'
Still, wouldn't there be 10 people who sang the small breakwater that I knew during the days of Justice League and Cheonji-maeng?
However, the number of guests gradually decreased as the wind was overshadowed.
A clear voice came to Yang Yi-hwa's ears as she watched with a heavy heart.
“Will I be an empty guest if I stay here?”
***
Audience.
“How many of the guests do you think will stay?”
In response to the question of Jeong Jeong-jang-ju Sanhae Sword Ryeong-jeong-cheon, Yeonmu-baek shook her head excitedly.
"I do not know. It seemed that everyone was reluctant to face Sangvis.”
“It has to be. They are the ones who rule the Luoyang night.”
“I don’t know if I am doing something wrong. It seems that I was only optimistic that I had defeated one head of the foreign party.”
At Yeon Mu-baek’s self-deprecating words, Jeong Jeong-cheon secretly let out a sigh.
It was the same as he was swept away by the atmosphere.
It would be a lie if I said my heart didn't jump when I saw about 30 iron blooded swordsmen being beaten.
“So, have you ever changed your mind?”
"no. What you said in front of the guests was sincere. I've been living a very carefree life for so long. I intend to take this opportunity to make you realize that our Yeon is not an easy opponent.”
“If that's what you mean, then our head of household Jeong will help you. As for the money, I'll send the hermit five hundred nyang first. Don't worry about how much it costs and gather the ronin.”
"thank you."
“By the way, will greening be okay? I heard that when he built Waryongjang in the palace, he ended up closing the gate due to their interference. Unlike the Iron Blooded Room, they are unmatchable beings... … .”
“It will be fine.”
“Did you have a rapport with seniors?”
"It's not like that, but it'll be fine as long as it's not Waryongjang."
Yeon Mu-baek thought that Yeon Jeok-ha disliked the Yeon family's 'Waryongjang'.
If he had the heart to oppose everything, he wouldn't have even taught him the simbeop.
No, I wanted to believe that.
On the last day we met, he seemed to have forgotten the resentment we had in common.
That is why he set up Yeonga Military Officer instead of committing himself to the Hocheon Maeng.
Regarding the ambiguous answer, Jeon Jeong-cheon muttered with an uneasy face.
“Is it too much of a guess to think that the Iron Blood Room intervened after being instigated by Green Forest?”
In an instant, the atmosphere in the audience became tense.
This is because it is not at all impossible when you look at the history of Yeonjeokha in the past.
Yeon Seung-baek's breathing became rough.
"If he's behind the Sangvis room, I'll kill him."
“Seungbaek, don’t make a fuss about things you are not sure about. Even if the enemy is involved, I am not saying that to my brother.”
“A brother? Why are you and us brothers? Did you forget what happened to him? I wouldn't be in this situation if only Waryongjang hadn't collapsed. But is your older brother covering him?”
The one-armed winning streak shook nervously at the hem of his empty sleeves.
There is a reason why Yeon Seung-baek was crying.
The two brothers, who had nowhere to go after the ruin of Waryongjang, the head of the palace, committed themselves to the Justice League.
After the Justice League was expanded and reorganized into the Cheonji League, Yeon Seung-baek lost an arm in battle.
From Yeon Seung-baek's point of view, it was just unfair.
If only Jang Waryong of the Palace was alive and well, he would have no reason to go to the Justice League.
"It's unfortunate that you lost your arm, but I can't blame everything on you."
"no. It's all because of him that I'm like this. That bastard ruined the waryongjang of the palace, and even handed me a fake dharma.”
“It was we who asked him for the sword. He never called his sword the Dharma.”
The speaker interrupted.
“But he didn’t even say he wasn’t a beopbo. We were all playing into the enemy hands.”
“Tsk tsk! No matter how much he hates it, let's say it right. It was we who cornered him and retrieved his uncle's sword. I am still ashamed of what happened that day.”
Yeon Seung-baek and Yeon Seon-ju did not refute Yeon Moo-baek’s point.
It was true that he was forced to do what he said.
Jeong Jeong-cheon, who was watching the Yeon family's argument, called their attention.
“So, are you sure that the senior official was not involved in this incident?”
"yes. Jeokha will not have the slightest interest in Mr. Yeon's work. That's why he's become too big. You must have forgotten Mr. Yeon a long time ago.”
“Then it is not a hopeless situation. If you attract people, you won't be unilaterally defeated. Not everyone in the Iron Blooded Room is a master.”
At Jeong Jeong-cheon’s words, the Yeon’s faces brightened a little.
Just then, a worker's voice came from outside the door.
“Governor, the guests say they are leaving.”
At that, Moo-baek Yeon, Seung-baek Yeon, and the speaker hurriedly got up from their seats.
Since they are invited guests, it is to see them off.
The front of the main hall was full of officials from the upper side and small breakwater Murim people.
I wished everyone well, but no one wanted to stay.
Yeon Moo-baek, Yeon Seung-baek, and Yeon Seon-ju saw them off to the outside of the gate.
The empty banquet hall entered the eyes of Yeon Mu-baek, who turned around with a bitter expression.
Still, there were three or four people in their seats.
Judging by their tattered appearance, they must have been wandering nuns who stopped by on the way.
Now, even they are welcome.
Yeon Mu-baek, who was about to enter the guest hall, turned to the banquet hall.
The soldiers who discovered him belatedly got up from their seats in a hurry.
Hyeonmubaek laughed and said.
"it's okay. eat more My name is Yeonmubaek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”
“Ah, yes. I heard good things. I'm alone.”
"me too."
“I hope for good results.”
They left without looking back, fearing that the smoke bag would catch them.
Yang-hwa approached Yeonmu-baek, who was standing in awe, with quick steps.
Hyeonmu Baek, who glanced at his wife, said with a depressed face.
“I think they’re all gone.”
"no. There is still one minute left.”
“Who is left?”
"It's empty."
Yanghwa pointed to the corner of the banquet hall.
A bamboo backpack was set up next to the chair and someone was eagerly eating.
The sky-high hair and scruffy clothes caught my eye first.
If it wasn't for the backpack, I would have thought it was an open room.
“Did he say he would stay?”
"yes. do not be surprised. They say you are a non-partisan sectarian disciple.”
Mubaek Yeon's eyes sparkled at the words that he was a non-partisan secular disciple.
The disciple of Chilpamun is one hundred and one hundred It's not an exaggeration to say that it's worth it.
The faces of Yeon Seung-baek and Speech Master, who followed, also became lively.
“It is late to say hello. My name is Yeonmubaek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”
Yeonjeokha quietly put down the chicken leg he was holding on to.
Suddenly, the banquet hall was empty.
'Tsk! With people.'
It seems like people gathered in front of the drug dealer just looked around and left.
The old man sighed lightly and turned his head.
“I am Namcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple.”
"ah! Now I see that you were a small fellow. I heard it from my own. Are you saying you want to be a guest of our Yeongamugwan?”
In an instant, the young man's lips twitched.
Doho (道號) is 'Namcheon', but it seems that you know it by name.
But now that I think about it, I don't think I need to point out that fact.
He thought that if it became known that he was Yeon, he would dig into the history of his family.
"yes."
"I'm sorry, but what about Master's name? I really want to thank you later.”
"He's the blue fire old master of Wulong Palace."
“Oryonggung… … .”
The complexion of the smoke bag darkened slightly.
It was only then that the randomly placed bamboo backpacks caught my eye.
