Chapter 386 - why are you helping?
Gu Chun-no, who was in love with him, also turned his head out of his window, listening to the words of heartache.
At dusk, the streets looked bleak.
In fact, the person who tried to harm him was his aunt Baek Mi-ju.
Yeonmubaek, Yeonseungbaek, and Yeongju are her children, but there is no direct resentment.
Of course, in a broad sense, ruining their lives can also be seen as revenge.
Because Baekmiju destroyed what was precious.
But what about quantification?
Her 'sheep's head' was like being struck by lightning while standing next to a harsh guy.
triplets inconsistent.
The person who said, 'I will get rid of Waryongjang, Baekgajang, and Yanggajang' is Pacheonma-gun, the head of the household.
At the time, he thought it was natural.
Looking back now, revenge against Mr. Yeon was meaningless.
However, because of his antipathy towards Baekmiju, he asked for the rice cake thrown by Pacheonma-gun.
And in return, he roamed the world and fought with the twelve horses of the famous cult.
As promised, the Pacheon Demon Army trampled on Samjang.
Believing that his revenge was over, he did not dare to recall it.
It may be because of compassion that he taught his half-brothers and sisters how to make a simbeop.
The complicated feelings about Yang-hwa are also an extension of that line.
She might say that the kindness she gave her reminded her of her own excesses.
Looking at her lover, who was immersed in her thoughts, she threw out a word with old sim.
"It's all because you have a soft heart, Confucius. If it were me, I would have killed them all. I don’t understand why you have mercy on her and feel guilty.”
“I don’t understand. It’s only been two months.”
“Did you say that was a joke?”
"why? Is it too difficult to laugh?”
At Yeon Jeok Ha’s sincere question, sim Tong shook his head.
“Do you want to hear something really funny?”
“If you are confident, try it.”
At Yeonjeokha's provocation, Shen Tong told the story he had heard all along.
Starting with that, the two of them had a joke showdown that made them hoarse - not like poetry.
If there is a beginning, there is an end.
For some time, the two of them silently emptied their glasses.
As it got dark, Juru was so full of customers that it was hard to find an empty seat.
The old sim of looking out of her window seemed to pass.
“Are you planning to sleep in Goseongchon today?”
"why?"
“You look like you have no intention of getting up.”
"ah!"
An exclamation escaped from the young man's mouth.
I talked until my throat was hoarse, but I think I forgot the important story.
"I've decided to stay at Yeongamugwan for the time being."
"yes? why?"
“They said that before the opening ceremony today, uninvited guests came and had a good fight.”
“An uninvited guest?”
“Uh, Sanghyeolbang said they had a fight to move the military officer to another place. Then a fight broke out.”
“Huh, is that why Yeongamugwan fights with the Sangvis?”
“I guess you think so.”
“You want to help the Yeons?”
I looked at Yeonjeokha with old sim and pitiful eyes.
After discussing the circumstances of the enemy, it seems that he intends to help in the end.
“There was no one to help, let alone a disciple. Can’t we just ruin it as soon as it opens?”
“The sword that Confucius used was also forcibly changed. Mugongdo skipped dried persimmons like skipping dried persimmons and washed their mouths, so why are you helping them?”
“She said the sheep were nice.”
“You mean Mrs. Yang?”
“It’s Yeonmubaek’s wife. The one who got married from a sheep farm.”
“So, what Confucius said is that he is kind and will help you?”
I told the heartbreaking heartache what had happened at the banquet hall where we were dating.
“… … The women who work there don't even come near me. But the adoptive wife came and cleaned her dirty spot and gave her new food. And she said she was sorry because she was busy, but her heart was beating. She's a really nice girl.”
“… … .”
At the words of Yeonjeokha, Shimtong nodded.
Certainly, it is not easy to treat him well by looking at his face.
'The smoke bag was lucky.'
No, this is something that cannot be explained by mere luck.
it's a coincidence
“It seems that the ruler of the year has been punished?”
“I thought so too. She said she felt very sorry for being good to her.”
“Because of the head of the house?”
"uh. I ruined you.”
“Think of it as self-employment. The head of the sheep had put her in the wrong line.”
“I found out today that the second brother also had his arm cut off.”
The sound of ‘Hyung’ naturally came out of Yeon Jeok-ha’s mouth as he brushed off his old feelings.
“A win streak? Is that the second word that was not cheap? Then I knew when to play the sutra.”
“A deal that went to the Justice alliance when Waryongjang, built in the palace, went bankrupt. Then he lost his arm too.”
“Did the Yeons resent Confucius?”
“I don’t think Mubaek hyung is like that. Because the second older brother is such a person.”
It was only then that old sim could understand what Yeon Jeok-ha had to say.
-no. I'm the same guy. I only know what I've been avoiding, and I have no interest in other people's circumstances.
The downfall of Yeonjijang and Yeonseungbaek, who became a one-armed man, seems to be quite disturbing.
I know that, but he has nothing to say.
This is because it is quite awkward for a third party to intervene in matters between his family.
So old sim changed the topic.
“How long will you be a guest?”
“I can’t stay long. Because I have a lot of work to do.”
I hoped that the serialization would be sorted out quickly.
He had to learn the art of magic in the shaman faction, and he had to go to catch the Red Moon Gongqu Mountain.
“Should I rather get rid of Sangvis Sangbang?”
Old sim stared at Yeonjeokha.
If he wanted to, he really meant to do it.
If only the bubangju and the head of the family were killed, the iron-blooded room would be devoured by the other warriors and disappear.
“I feel a lot these days while practicing Jeokseon. Bad things are easy, but good things are difficult.”
“Self-blooded people are bad guys anyway.”
“Yeah, I know. But don't forget that Old Sim, who says that, was a really bad guy before.”
“I’m sorry, I said that you won’t be here for a long time.”
“This isn’t a matter of good and evil, it’s a battle between military officers over rice bowls. Iron Blood isn't absolute evil. Do you know what I mean? If you kill them for getting in the way, you have to bear the full karma.”
“But you didn’t become a guest just to watch, did you?”
“It's okay to punish them for their wrongdoing. It is the price you deserve.”
“Is it like that in the non-partisan faction?”
“No, just my realization. There is a saying that good luck punishes evil.”
"All right. But do you know? Confucius is like a real non-partisan guru.”
“Stop talking about the guru because the alcohol tastes bad.”
“Ah, yes, yes.”
Old sim shook his head dryly.
I don't know why it's so difficult to twist a job that can only be done by running and cutting a few times.
***
Luoyang.
iron blood room.
Joo Yeon-sin, the deputy owner of Georyeok God, threw an inkstone on the table at Lee Cheol-won, the death sword.
Lee Cheol-won did not avoid the inkstone even when he saw it.
If he did, he knew that something worse than an inkstone would come flying.
Peruk-.
Blood dripped from Lee Cheol-won's forehead.
“You idiot! Are you trying to tarnish the name of the Iron Blooded Room? There's something to pick up and eat in that corner! I didn't even order it, but I went and suffered such a disgrace!”
“Forgive me.”
"Forgiveness? For forgiveness go home and get it from your family. Where is this place? You bastard! Why did you put such an idiot in the head of a foreign party? Fuck!”
Joo Yeon-sin's fist hit the table with a 'bang!'
Standing next to Lee Chul-Won, Chun Ro-Do Jo Yu-Baek, the commander-in-chief, shook his shoulders.
Joo Yu-baek, who had been raging, turned his attention to Jo Yu-baek.
“What is Yeongamugwan doing?”
“Vice lord, do you remember Waryongjang from Eonsa?”
“A true moon swordsman?”
“Yes.
“I’m stuck in a waryongjang… … . Oh, was it stolen by the moonlander?"
"you're right. After that, Waryongjang moved to the palace grounds, which was killed by the Demon Lord.”
“It was because of the green forest patrol and Eun-won, right? Did he hide in Goseongchon?”
"That's right."
“Hmm!”
A heavy voice flowed from the main character's mouth.
If the opponent was the chief of Waryongjang, it was no surprise that he was hit by the death sword.
This is because Waryongjang once enjoyed a prosperous life comparable to the Murim family.
Of course, when Yeonjeokha appeared, it was ruined.
“Yeonmubaek, the official of Yeongamugwan, is an excellent warrior to the point of being called a waryongswordsman.”
"so?"
“No, that is what I mean.”
Cho Yoo-baek couldn't bear to take the side of Lee Cheol-won and was crushed.
Even if the opponent was a dragon swordsman, it was a disgraceful thing for the head of the iron blood room to burst out.
“What is the power of Yeongamugwan?”
“Gwanju, a martial arts instructor, and a speaker from Haewon Sangbang use some knives. And there are seven masters and unmanned men of the head of the household, but it's not enough to care. but… … .”
"but?"
“I heard the news a little while ago, but there is a non-partisan disciple among the guests of Yeongamugwan… … .”
“Did you just say you were a non-partisan disciple?”
“Yes, there is a word called a disciple, but it is not yet accurate.”
"her! Is there such a thing as a dog? The opening ceremony was held today, and it is already empty?”
“It looks like they have made a big announcement that they are going to stand up to us. They say they also collect ronin.”
“Crazy. Even if I asked for an apology, I was wondering whether or not to accept it. what? Attracting empty guests and even romantics? Are you really going to go to war? Are you sure you want to fight?”
“There are already rumors in Luoyang. Yeongamugwan is recruiting rongin.”
“There are rongins, but it doesn’t matter because they are mana-like guys… … . The non-partisan disciple is the problem.”
“We are investigating the identity of the non-partisan disciple in every way. In a day or two you’ll find out what kind of bastard he is.”
“Damn it, are you going to wait two more days after being humiliated like that?”
“Vice lord, I told you to knock on the stone bridge and cross it. Even more so, if the opponent is a non-partisan disciple, you have to be even more careful.”
At Joo Yeon-sin’s reprimand, Jo Yoo-baek fell flat on his stomach, but said something.
The distance between Luoyang and Mudangpa is about seven days.
If it's far, it's far, if it's close, it's close, so I couldn't help but notice.
“Find out who the guest is by tomorrow. And tell the heads of the three foreign parties to put pressure on the ronin. Those who help Yeongamugwan will be forgiven until the end I don't.”
"yes. Shall we ask Samsalmun and Guidobang for cooperation?”
Samsalmun and Gwidobang were Sapas in Luoyang, and they always had a mutually supportive relationship.
“Are you saying that we should call even one of Goseong Village’s military officers?”
“Waryongjang is now gone, but it is still a famous family that once ruled Luoyang. There might be connections that are not revealed, so wouldn't it be better to be prepared?”
Jo Yu-baek's words made Joo-sin ponder for a moment.
Looking at the fact that he has even attracted non-partisan disciples, it seems that he will be a formidable opponent.
"i get it. By the day after tomorrow at the latest, send me 20 good guys.”
"yes."
Cao Yu-baek bowed and stepped back.
Juyeon-shin, who was glaring at Lee Cheol-won, who was left alone, asked as if he had suddenly remembered.
“How much did Yeonmubaek do?”
“I was one or two ranks higher than Sokha.”
“Compared to me?”
“The vice lord will be on top of half or one.”
Joo Yeon let out a sigh of relief.
He was close to being able to fight half or even one, but he was sounding that in the end he was going to win.
Chapter 386 - why are you helping?
Gu Chun-no, who was in love with him, also turned his head out of his window, listening to the words of heartache.
At dusk, the streets looked bleak.
In fact, the person who tried to harm him was his aunt Baek Mi-ju.
Yeonmubaek, Yeonseungbaek, and Yeongju are her children, but there is no direct resentment.
Of course, in a broad sense, ruining their lives can also be seen as revenge.
Because Baekmiju destroyed what was precious.
But what about quantification?
Her 'sheep's head' was like being struck by lightning while standing next to a harsh guy.
triplets inconsistent.
The person who said, 'I will get rid of Waryongjang, Baekgajang, and Yanggajang' is Pacheonma-gun, the head of the household.
At the time, he thought it was natural.
Looking back now, revenge against Mr. Yeon was meaningless.
However, because of his antipathy towards Baekmiju, he asked for the rice cake thrown by Pacheonma-gun.
And in return, he roamed the world and fought with the twelve horses of the famous cult.
As promised, the Pacheon Demon Army trampled on Samjang.
Believing that his revenge was over, he did not dare to recall it.
It may be because of compassion that he taught his half-brothers and sisters how to make a simbeop.
The complicated feelings about Yang-hwa are also an extension of that line.
She might say that the kindness she gave her reminded her of her own excesses.
Looking at her lover, who was immersed in her thoughts, she threw out a word with old sim.
"It's all because you have a soft heart, Confucius. If it were me, I would have killed them all. I don’t understand why you have mercy on her and feel guilty.”
“I don’t understand. It’s only been two months.”
“Did you say that was a joke?”
"why? Is it too difficult to laugh?”
At Yeon Jeok Ha’s sincere question, sim Tong shook his head.
“Do you want to hear something really funny?”
“If you are confident, try it.”
At Yeonjeokha's provocation, Shen Tong told the story he had heard all along.
Starting with that, the two of them had a joke showdown that made them hoarse - not like poetry.
If there is a beginning, there is an end.
For some time, the two of them silently emptied their glasses.
As it got dark, Juru was so full of customers that it was hard to find an empty seat.
The old sim of looking out of her window seemed to pass.
“Are you planning to sleep in Goseongchon today?”
"why?"
“You look like you have no intention of getting up.”
"ah!"
An exclamation escaped from the young man's mouth.
I talked until my throat was hoarse, but I think I forgot the important story.
"I've decided to stay at Yeongamugwan for the time being."
"yes? why?"
“They said that before the opening ceremony today, uninvited guests came and had a good fight.”
“An uninvited guest?”
“Uh, Sanghyeolbang said they had a fight to move the military officer to another place. Then a fight broke out.”
“Huh, is that why Yeongamugwan fights with the Sangvis?”
“I guess you think so.”
“You want to help the Yeons?”
I looked at Yeonjeokha with old sim and pitiful eyes.
After discussing the circumstances of the enemy, it seems that he intends to help in the end.
“There was no one to help, let alone a disciple. Can’t we just ruin it as soon as it opens?”
“The sword that Confucius used was also forcibly changed. Mugongdo skipped dried persimmons like skipping dried persimmons and washed their mouths, so why are you helping them?”
“She said the sheep were nice.”
“You mean Mrs. Yang?”
“It’s Yeonmubaek’s wife. The one who got married from a sheep farm.”
“So, what Confucius said is that he is kind and will help you?”
I told the heartbreaking heartache what had happened at the banquet hall where we were dating.
“… … The women who work there don't even come near me. But the adoptive wife came and cleaned her dirty spot and gave her new food. And she said she was sorry because she was busy, but her heart was beating. She's a really nice girl.”
“… … .”
At the words of Yeonjeokha, Shimtong nodded.
Certainly, it is not easy to treat him well by looking at his face.
'The smoke bag was lucky.'
No, this is something that cannot be explained by mere luck.
it's a coincidence
“It seems that the ruler of the year has been punished?”
“I thought so too. She said she felt very sorry for being good to her.”
“Because of the head of the house?”
"uh. I ruined you.”
“Think of it as self-employment. The head of the sheep had put her in the wrong line.”
“I found out today that the second brother also had his arm cut off.”
The sound of ‘Hyung’ naturally came out of Yeon Jeok-ha’s mouth as he brushed off his old feelings.
“A win streak? Is that the second word that was not cheap? Then I knew when to play the sutra.”
“A deal that went to the Justice alliance when Waryongjang, built in the palace, went bankrupt. Then he lost his arm too.”
“Did the Yeons resent Confucius?”
“I don’t think Mubaek hyung is like that. Because the second older brother is such a person.”
It was only then that old sim could understand what Yeon Jeok-ha had to say.
-no. I'm the same guy. I only know what I've been avoiding, and I have no interest in other people's circumstances.
The downfall of Yeonjijang and Yeonseungbaek, who became a one-armed man, seems to be quite disturbing.
I know that, but he has nothing to say.
This is because it is quite awkward for a third party to intervene in matters between his family.
So old sim changed the topic.
“How long will you be a guest?”
“I can’t stay long. Because I have a lot of work to do.”
I hoped that the serialization would be sorted out quickly.
He had to learn the art of magic in the shaman faction, and he had to go to catch the Red Moon Gongqu Mountain.
“Should I rather get rid of Sangvis Sangbang?”
Old sim stared at Yeonjeokha.
If he wanted to, he really meant to do it.
If only the bubangju and the head of the family were killed, the iron-blooded room would be devoured by the other warriors and disappear.
“I feel a lot these days while practicing Jeokseon. Bad things are easy, but good things are difficult.”
“Self-blooded people are bad guys anyway.”
“Yeah, I know. But don't forget that Old Sim, who says that, was a really bad guy before.”
“I’m sorry, I said that you won’t be here for a long time.”
“This isn’t a matter of good and evil, it’s a battle between military officers over rice bowls. Iron Blood isn't absolute evil. Do you know what I mean? If you kill them for getting in the way, you have to bear the full karma.”
“But you didn’t become a guest just to watch, did you?”
“It's okay to punish them for their wrongdoing. It is the price you deserve.”
“Is it like that in the non-partisan faction?”
“No, just my realization. There is a saying that good luck punishes evil.”
"All right. But do you know? Confucius is like a real non-partisan guru.”
“Stop talking about the guru because the alcohol tastes bad.”
“Ah, yes, yes.”
Old sim shook his head dryly.
I don't know why it's so difficult to twist a job that can only be done by running and cutting a few times.
***
Luoyang.
iron blood room.
Joo Yeon-sin, the deputy owner of Georyeok God, threw an inkstone on the table at Lee Cheol-won, the death sword.
Lee Cheol-won did not avoid the inkstone even when he saw it.
If he did, he knew that something worse than an inkstone would come flying.
Peruk-.
Blood dripped from Lee Cheol-won's forehead.
“You idiot! Are you trying to tarnish the name of the Iron Blooded Room? There's something to pick up and eat in that corner! I didn't even order it, but I went and suffered such a disgrace!”
“Forgive me.”
"Forgiveness? For forgiveness go home and get it from your family. Where is this place? You bastard! Why did you put such an idiot in the head of a foreign party? Fuck!”
Joo Yeon-sin's fist hit the table with a 'bang!'
Standing next to Lee Chul-Won, Chun Ro-Do Jo Yu-Baek, the commander-in-chief, shook his shoulders.
Joo Yu-baek, who had been raging, turned his attention to Jo Yu-baek.
“What is Yeongamugwan doing?”
“Vice lord, do you remember Waryongjang from Eonsa?”
“A true moon swordsman?”
“Yes.
“I’m stuck in a waryongjang… … . Oh, was it stolen by the moonlander?"
"you're right. After that, Waryongjang moved to the palace grounds, which was killed by the Demon Lord.”
“It was because of the green forest patrol and Eun-won, right? Did he hide in Goseongchon?”
"That's right."
“Hmm!”
A heavy voice flowed from the main character's mouth.
If the opponent was the chief of Waryongjang, it was no surprise that he was hit by the death sword.
This is because Waryongjang once enjoyed a prosperous life comparable to the Murim family.
Of course, when Yeonjeokha appeared, it was ruined.
“Yeonmubaek, the official of Yeongamugwan, is an excellent warrior to the point of being called a waryongswordsman.”
"so?"
“No, that is what I mean.”
Cho Yoo-baek couldn't bear to take the side of Lee Cheol-won and was crushed.
Even if the opponent was a dragon swordsman, it was a disgraceful thing for the head of the iron blood room to burst out.
“What is the power of Yeongamugwan?”
“Gwanju, a martial arts instructor, and a speaker from Haewon Sangbang use some knives. And there are seven masters and unmanned men of the head of the household, but it's not enough to care. but… … .”
"but?"
“I heard the news a little while ago, but there is a non-partisan disciple among the guests of Yeongamugwan… … .”
“Did you just say you were a non-partisan disciple?”
“Yes, there is a word called a disciple, but it is not yet accurate.”
"her! Is there such a thing as a dog? The opening ceremony was held today, and it is already empty?”
“It looks like they have made a big announcement that they are going to stand up to us. They say they also collect ronin.”
“Crazy. Even if I asked for an apology, I was wondering whether or not to accept it. what? Attracting empty guests and even romantics? Are you really going to go to war? Are you sure you want to fight?”
“There are already rumors in Luoyang. Yeongamugwan is recruiting rongin.”
“There are rongins, but it doesn’t matter because they are mana-like guys… … . The non-partisan disciple is the problem.”
“We are investigating the identity of the non-partisan disciple in every way. In a day or two you’ll find out what kind of bastard he is.”
“Damn it, are you going to wait two more days after being humiliated like that?”
“Vice lord, I told you to knock on the stone bridge and cross it. Even more so, if the opponent is a non-partisan disciple, you have to be even more careful.”
At Joo Yeon-sin’s reprimand, Jo Yoo-baek fell flat on his stomach, but said something.
The distance between Luoyang and Mudangpa is about seven days.
If it's far, it's far, if it's close, it's close, so I couldn't help but notice.
“Find out who the guest is by tomorrow. And tell the heads of the three foreign parties to put pressure on the ronin. Those who help Yeongamugwan will be forgiven until the end I don't.”
"yes. Shall we ask Samsalmun and Guidobang for cooperation?”
Samsalmun and Gwidobang were Sapas in Luoyang, and they always had a mutually supportive relationship.
“Are you saying that we should call even one of Goseong Village’s military officers?”
“Waryongjang is now gone, but it is still a famous family that once ruled Luoyang. There might be connections that are not revealed, so wouldn't it be better to be prepared?”
Jo Yu-baek's words made Joo-sin ponder for a moment.
Looking at the fact that he has even attracted non-partisan disciples, it seems that he will be a formidable opponent.
"i get it. By the day after tomorrow at the latest, send me 20 good guys.”
"yes."
Cao Yu-baek bowed and stepped back.
Juyeon-shin, who was glaring at Lee Cheol-won, who was left alone, asked as if he had suddenly remembered.
“How much did Yeonmubaek do?”
“I was one or two ranks higher than Sokha.”
“Compared to me?”
“The vice lord will be on top of half or one.”
Joo Yeon let out a sigh of relief.
He was close to being able to fight half or even one, but he was sounding that in the end he was going to win.
