The person who first brought up the name of ‘outside inspection’ was a member of the royal family.
It was when the word ‘the country is in trouble due to the Murim people’s conflict’ came out at a clan meeting.
Someone inadvertently said something.
There is a special sword hidden from the emperor, so don't worry too much.
There is a saying, “Birds listen to daytime words, and mice listen to nighttime words.”
How much more so when it comes from a banquet hall.
Jongchin's remarks were spread among the military officers through the mouth of the escort.
Meanwhile, strange rumors spread.
―In the founding history, a priest of the famous school was almost assassinated!
Subsequently, the famous religious officials who had been visiting the imperial palace as if they were at home disappeared one day at a time.
The civil servants of the court did not openly say it, but they were quite happy about it.
This was especially true in the case of military officers.
This is because the masters of famous schools usually stimulated the wariness of military officers more than civil servants.
It was at this time that the mysterious name of ‘outside inspection’ appeared.
The military officials believed that the master cleaned the masters of the famous religion in the imperial palace.
And he called him by the name of 'hidden sword of the emperor' or 'outside sword'.
‘A horse without feet travels a thousand li’, and Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung also heard this mysterious story that started in the imperial palace.
But he didn't believe it.
It was regarded as a story created intentionally to strengthen the imperial power.
It was a kind of warning story telling us to be careful in everything because the emperor has strong power.
Then, the provincial commander came running and said that Yeonnamcheon was the King's hidden sword.
That grotesque-looking young man.
I don't know what kind of fucking joke this is.
The provincial commander Shin Myeong-hui introduced Dong Yoo-soo to Hwang Bu-seung, who was dubious.
“Greetings. Geumuiwii Namjin warrior Dong Yoo-soo is a great man.”
Huang's eyes widened.
Geumuiwii Namjin Musa is a piece of paper.
From his point of view, his noon product, he was a difficult dignitary to face.
No, if he's above gold, he's someone you should never meet.
“Dong Dae-in, I am Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung.”
“It’s Dong Yoo-soo. The practitioner's identity is absolutely confidential, so be careful not to expose it to the outside world. If you hadn't been involved in this incident, you would have lived your whole life without knowing it.”
A light flashed in Dong Yu-soo's eyes.
It was not a solicitation, but a coercion, and his will was properly conveyed to Hwang Bu-seung.
“I will keep that in mind.”
Hwang Bu-seung replied in a determined tone.
He was very nervous because handling Jeong Cheon-ho, a noon product, to the Geumui-wii was not something he could enjoy after dinner.
At that time, Yang Ho-ju, who had been withdrawn to the rear, approached him hesitantly.
He knew that the atmosphere was not favourable to him, and he kept his eyes on him.
“The jurisdiction is Juksan-hyeon County… … .”
Before Yang Ho-joo finished his greetings, Dong Yoo-soo shouted.
“You bastard! How dare you mobilize the army of Cheon Ho-so for a personal matter? Your liver is swollen!”
Yang's face went white.
I didn't know the exact rank of the Geumuiwi, but I saw Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung post their greetings first.
He doesn't have to eat it to know whether it's poop or soybean paste.
Yang Ho-ju hurriedly lowered his head and made an excuse.
“Sir, it is not a personal matter, but a person named Yeonnam-cheon comes first… … .”
“Crazy. Don't make fun of me for the torn mouth. Even if your son was beaten to death by the elder, you should not have moved the Cheonhoso.”
“It is not my responsibility to move Cheonhoso… … .”
“Yes, Anchalsa adverb Hankyongdae. He confessed to taking a bribe from you and reporting to the military department. You will be charged with bribery.”
“Yo, forgive me!”
Yang Ho-ju bent down and begged, but Dong Yoo-soo frowned.
“The subject is wrong. Ask for forgiveness from the practitioner, not from me. Because you didn't do anything wrong to me."
Yang Hao-ju hurriedly turned the new model toward Yeong-ju.
It looks like he stepped on shit.
What a great back he had that made him move all the way to the top of the gold.
He bowed to the new powerhouse.
“Yeong Confucius! The lowly man committed a sin of death by blinding his eyes to the affairs of his children. Forgive me just once!”
"Hey. Let's know some of my sins that I should have mobilized the military. What crime have I committed?”
“Wrong. Forgive me.”
Yang Ho-joo could no longer bring up the words, “I hurt my child’s body.”
“Then what crime have I committed?”
In response to Yeon Jeok-ha's repeated questions, Dong Yoo-soo also helped out.
“Can’t you quickly answer the practitioner’s question!”
“Confucius did nothing wrong. I used an adverse because I couldn't win. I am a sinner.”
Yeonjeokha sneered.
"why? You said you were a criminal who broke the law? The self-indulgence of the Moorim sect went too far and even the generals of the Cheonho-so came out to apply? The survival of the shaman faction depends on a single word, so I told the shaman faction not to shout!”
“I have committed a mortal sin. Forgive me!”
“If I were an ordinary non-partisan disciple, I would have been taken as a criminal who violated the law, right?”
“… … .”
Yang Ho-ju lowered his head.
Yeon Jeok-ha said while looking around Dong Yoo-soo, Shin Myeong-hui, and Hwang Bu-seung.
“You don’t know why things got so big, right? Yang's son insulted and threatened my sister-in-law at the Wulong Palace, and was beaten several times by me. Because of that, Yang Hyun-ryeong came running with his troops. Can Yang Hyun-ryeong be an emperor? What the hell is this me!”
It's not something that a native of Green Forest would say.
But he was intoxicated with his speech and didn't know it.
The provincial commander Shin Myeong-hui and Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung, who did not know the other person's past, blushed.
Although he was ordered by the military department, this is because he is in charge of military authority.
Dong Yoo-soo, who laughed inwardly, quietly stepped out.
“Sir, I will handle this matter according to the law, so please don't be angry. What are you doing! Without tying up sinners!”
The guards of the Golden Guard ran like the wind, tied up Yang Ho-ju and dragged him away.
“Yeong Confucius! Forgive me! Ugh!”
He shouted in terror, and one of the guards slapped him in the mouth.
Belatedly, Yang Ho-ju realized that they were the mandate for gold and remained silent. It was because he realized that a commotion in front of the golden chair would cause a bigger disaster.
When things were sorted out, the shaman faction merchant Yeonggyeol and the ruler of Ohryonggung approached the officials.
“Bindo is a non-partisan long essay, Young-gyeol.”
“I am Cheon Myung, the ruler of the Ohryong Palace.”
Shin Myeong-hui, the provincial commander, said while addressing the masters.
“Provincial Commander Shin Myung-hwi. I caused inconvenience because I couldn't manage my subordinates. Let this never happen again.”
Then Jeong Chun-ho and Hwang Bu-seung hurriedly came out.
"no. This is entirely the jurisdiction's fault. Masters, please fill the sea with a broad mind. I will be more careful in the future.”
When the high-ranking military officers apologized, smiles appeared on the faces of Merchant Ying and Master Cheonmyeong.
I never thought that twisted things would be solved like this!
“Heh heh, isn’t it an organization that originally operates according to orders? Frequency also fully understands your struggles. I'm really glad it worked out.”
Merchant Yeonggyeol looked at Yeonnamcheon with heartwarming eyes.
He was frustrated with no way to contact the top of the gold, but he didn't know that he would make the first move there.
It must mean that Yeonnamcheon is recognized by Geumuiwi to that extent.
With the information power of Geumuiwi, there is no way that he does not know the past of Yeonnamcheon.
Originally, the government department, especially the imperial family and green forest, are at odds.
It was because they often robbed the forest of goods that were presented to the imperial family from the provinces.
'Nevertheless, seeing as the imperial family treats him with great respect, Namcheon is not ordinary.'
It was a good thing for the shaman faction who accepted Nokrim's Taesangho method as a secular disciple.
Now, even if Yeonnamcheon's identity is revealed, no one will talk about excommunication. It was as if his person was certified by the imperial family.
Thus, the 'beating of the son of the sage' that took place in Oryong Palace came to an end.
***
end of august.
Early moning.
When the late heat was rampant, about 20 warriors climbed Wudang Mountain.
Hyeonjabae masters guarding the Sanmun looked at each other with startled faces.
The letters written on each of the four flags waving vigorously are ‘Heaven and Heaven’, ‘Infants alone’, ‘Samgye Gaego’, and ‘Adang Anji’.
It was a famous school.
The governor of the prefectural office hurriedly ran to the Shangcheng Palace.
At the same time, Taoist Hyeonsong slowly walked in front of them.
“The frequency is called hyeonsong. Why did you visit the shaman group?”
A middle-aged woman's voice came from behind the flag.
“The famous religious messenger has arrived, so guide him to Jang Moon-in.”
Master Hyeonsong answered politely.
“I have sent someone to tell Mr. Jang, so a message will come soon. If you wait a moment... … .”
“Shut up. If you do not guide me right away, I will tear you limb from limb and hang it in prose.”
The rock sutras poured out from behind the flag along with the horse.
Guru Hyeonsong, who gritted his teeth and resisted, eventually fell to his knees.
As if the woman was not satisfied with that, she poured out more of her dark sutra.
Hyeonsong Guru's head slowly descended toward the ground.
“Ugh… … . Kut!”
Finally, the head of the guru of Hyeonsong fell to the ground.
Only then did the dark mirror disappear as if it had been washed.
“If you don’t guide me right away, I will do as you say next time.”
It is the sound of tearing limbs and hanging them on prose.
Hyeonsong Taoist jumped up, grabbed the handle of his sword and glared at the back of his flag.
He wanted to run out of shame and make his own life-and-death decision.
But only his heart, his body engulfed in fear, trembled against his will.
An old man walked out in front of him.
“Indeed, he is like a praying mantis in front of a cart wheel. I don't want to see blood, so you'd better just guide me. I did not come to fight, but to confirm something.”
Master Hyeonsong turned around with a sigh.
This was not a situation he could do anything about.
Still, he climbed the mountain as slowly as possible.
Believing that since the governor of the prefecture went first, he would make preparations for the famous religion.
As expected, the front of Sangcheong Palace was full of Taoists.
Master Hyeonsong, who was breathing a sigh of relief inside, stepped forward in front of Jangmunin.
The merchant Yeonggyeol looked at the guru Hyunsong with dirt on his forehead with pitying eyes.
“Jang Moon-in, I’m looking for Jang Moon-in from a famous school.”
"Good work."
Only then did Master Hyunsong join his brother-in-law.
If a fight breaks out, why should he make a sword?
Merchant Yeonggyeol looked at the famous religious leaders with complicated eyes.
The number is only twenty, but each one is a peak master, so my heart is heavy.
“How did you find the frequency?”
The old man, the Twelve Horsemen blood sword took a step forward.
“I’m going to dig up and ask. At the beginning of this year, there was a non-partisan disciple who attacked the main school's Buddhist temple at the founding history. Who is he?”
“It’s the first time. Moreover, the disciples of the shaman faction have not been going to Gangho since this year.”
“Don’t talk white. I have already come to know that he is a disciple of your shaman faction.”
“Huh. I don't know what you're talking about. Really, there is no disciple who sent Kang Ho-haeng this year.”
The merchant Yeonggyeol's heart sank, but he refused to pretend until the end.
Then, the woman who had been observing the complexion of the merchant Ying-gyeol, the mind-reading Gui and Yang So-ran, changed her words.
“Looking at your expression, you really don’t know. However, it is true that a non-partisan disciple joined hands with the Geumuiwi and raided the main school. Who is the disciple who has recently been entangled with the Geumuiwi or the government? Surely he won't say that there is no such person?”
“… … .”
The young woman's eyes twinkled.
Yang Hyun-ryeong's work was already known as it should be known, so it was difficult to hide it.
Yang So-ran, who is good at conspiracies and tricks, saw through the changes in an instant.
“Whoops. I knew that too. Did the non-partisans decide to break their three-year contract?”
The person who first brought up the name of ‘outside inspection’ was a member of the royal family.
It was when the word ‘the country is in trouble due to the Murim people’s conflict’ came out at a clan meeting.
Someone inadvertently said something.
There is a special sword hidden from the emperor, so don't worry too much.
There is a saying, “Birds listen to daytime words, and mice listen to nighttime words.”
How much more so when it comes from a banquet hall.
Jongchin's remarks were spread among the military officers through the mouth of the escort.
Meanwhile, strange rumors spread.
―In the founding history, a priest of the famous school was almost assassinated!
Subsequently, the famous religious officials who had been visiting the imperial palace as if they were at home disappeared one day at a time.
The civil servants of the court did not openly say it, but they were quite happy about it.
This was especially true in the case of military officers.
This is because the masters of famous schools usually stimulated the wariness of military officers more than civil servants.
It was at this time that the mysterious name of ‘outside inspection’ appeared.
The military officials believed that the master cleaned the masters of the famous religion in the imperial palace.
And he called him by the name of 'hidden sword of the emperor' or 'outside sword'.
‘A horse without feet travels a thousand li’, and Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung also heard this mysterious story that started in the imperial palace.
But he didn't believe it.
It was regarded as a story created intentionally to strengthen the imperial power.
It was a kind of warning story telling us to be careful in everything because the emperor has strong power.
Then, the provincial commander came running and said that Yeonnamcheon was the King's hidden sword.
That grotesque-looking young man.
I don't know what kind of fucking joke this is.
The provincial commander Shin Myeong-hui introduced Dong Yoo-soo to Hwang Bu-seung, who was dubious.
“Greetings. Geumuiwii Namjin warrior Dong Yoo-soo is a great man.”
Huang's eyes widened.
Geumuiwii Namjin Musa is a piece of paper.
From his point of view, his noon product, he was a difficult dignitary to face.
No, if he's above gold, he's someone you should never meet.
“Dong Dae-in, I am Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung.”
“It’s Dong Yoo-soo. The practitioner's identity is absolutely confidential, so be careful not to expose it to the outside world. If you hadn't been involved in this incident, you would have lived your whole life without knowing it.”
A light flashed in Dong Yu-soo's eyes.
It was not a solicitation, but a coercion, and his will was properly conveyed to Hwang Bu-seung.
“I will keep that in mind.”
Hwang Bu-seung replied in a determined tone.
He was very nervous because handling Jeong Cheon-ho, a noon product, to the Geumui-wii was not something he could enjoy after dinner.
At that time, Yang Ho-ju, who had been withdrawn to the rear, approached him hesitantly.
He knew that the atmosphere was not favourable to him, and he kept his eyes on him.
“The jurisdiction is Juksan-hyeon County… … .”
Before Yang Ho-joo finished his greetings, Dong Yoo-soo shouted.
“You bastard! How dare you mobilize the army of Cheon Ho-so for a personal matter? Your liver is swollen!”
Yang's face went white.
I didn't know the exact rank of the Geumuiwi, but I saw Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung post their greetings first.
He doesn't have to eat it to know whether it's poop or soybean paste.
Yang Ho-ju hurriedly lowered his head and made an excuse.
“Sir, it is not a personal matter, but a person named Yeonnam-cheon comes first… … .”
“Crazy. Don't make fun of me for the torn mouth. Even if your son was beaten to death by the elder, you should not have moved the Cheonhoso.”
“It is not my responsibility to move Cheonhoso… … .”
“Yes, Anchalsa adverb Hankyongdae. He confessed to taking a bribe from you and reporting to the military department. You will be charged with bribery.”
“Yo, forgive me!”
Yang Ho-ju bent down and begged, but Dong Yoo-soo frowned.
“The subject is wrong. Ask for forgiveness from the practitioner, not from me. Because you didn't do anything wrong to me."
Yang Hao-ju hurriedly turned the new model toward Yeong-ju.
It looks like he stepped on shit.
What a great back he had that made him move all the way to the top of the gold.
He bowed to the new powerhouse.
“Yeong Confucius! The lowly man committed a sin of death by blinding his eyes to the affairs of his children. Forgive me just once!”
"Hey. Let's know some of my sins that I should have mobilized the military. What crime have I committed?”
“Wrong. Forgive me.”
Yang Ho-joo could no longer bring up the words, “I hurt my child’s body.”
“Then what crime have I committed?”
In response to Yeon Jeok-ha's repeated questions, Dong Yoo-soo also helped out.
“Can’t you quickly answer the practitioner’s question!”
“Confucius did nothing wrong. I used an adverse because I couldn't win. I am a sinner.”
Yeonjeokha sneered.
"why? You said you were a criminal who broke the law? The self-indulgence of the Moorim sect went too far and even the generals of the Cheonho-so came out to apply? The survival of the shaman faction depends on a single word, so I told the shaman faction not to shout!”
“I have committed a mortal sin. Forgive me!”
“If I were an ordinary non-partisan disciple, I would have been taken as a criminal who violated the law, right?”
“… … .”
Yang Ho-ju lowered his head.
Yeon Jeok-ha said while looking around Dong Yoo-soo, Shin Myeong-hui, and Hwang Bu-seung.
“You don’t know why things got so big, right? Yang's son insulted and threatened my sister-in-law at the Wulong Palace, and was beaten several times by me. Because of that, Yang Hyun-ryeong came running with his troops. Can Yang Hyun-ryeong be an emperor? What the hell is this me!”
It's not something that a native of Green Forest would say.
But he was intoxicated with his speech and didn't know it.
The provincial commander Shin Myeong-hui and Jeong Cheon-ho and Hwang Bu-seung, who did not know the other person's past, blushed.
Although he was ordered by the military department, this is because he is in charge of military authority.
Dong Yoo-soo, who laughed inwardly, quietly stepped out.
“Sir, I will handle this matter according to the law, so please don't be angry. What are you doing! Without tying up sinners!”
The guards of the Golden Guard ran like the wind, tied up Yang Ho-ju and dragged him away.
“Yeong Confucius! Forgive me! Ugh!”
He shouted in terror, and one of the guards slapped him in the mouth.
Belatedly, Yang Ho-ju realized that they were the mandate for gold and remained silent. It was because he realized that a commotion in front of the golden chair would cause a bigger disaster.
When things were sorted out, the shaman faction merchant Yeonggyeol and the ruler of Ohryonggung approached the officials.
“Bindo is a non-partisan long essay, Young-gyeol.”
“I am Cheon Myung, the ruler of the Ohryong Palace.”
Shin Myeong-hui, the provincial commander, said while addressing the masters.
“Provincial Commander Shin Myung-hwi. I caused inconvenience because I couldn't manage my subordinates. Let this never happen again.”
Then Jeong Chun-ho and Hwang Bu-seung hurriedly came out.
"no. This is entirely the jurisdiction's fault. Masters, please fill the sea with a broad mind. I will be more careful in the future.”
When the high-ranking military officers apologized, smiles appeared on the faces of Merchant Ying and Master Cheonmyeong.
I never thought that twisted things would be solved like this!
“Heh heh, isn’t it an organization that originally operates according to orders? Frequency also fully understands your struggles. I'm really glad it worked out.”
Merchant Yeonggyeol looked at Yeonnamcheon with heartwarming eyes.
He was frustrated with no way to contact the top of the gold, but he didn't know that he would make the first move there.
It must mean that Yeonnamcheon is recognized by Geumuiwi to that extent.
With the information power of Geumuiwi, there is no way that he does not know the past of Yeonnamcheon.
Originally, the government department, especially the imperial family and green forest, are at odds.
It was because they often robbed the forest of goods that were presented to the imperial family from the provinces.
'Nevertheless, seeing as the imperial family treats him with great respect, Namcheon is not ordinary.'
It was a good thing for the shaman faction who accepted Nokrim's Taesangho method as a secular disciple.
Now, even if Yeonnamcheon's identity is revealed, no one will talk about excommunication. It was as if his person was certified by the imperial family.
Thus, the 'beating of the son of the sage' that took place in Oryong Palace came to an end.
***
end of august.
Early moning.
When the late heat was rampant, about 20 warriors climbed Wudang Mountain.
Hyeonjabae masters guarding the Sanmun looked at each other with startled faces.
The letters written on each of the four flags waving vigorously are ‘Heaven and Heaven’, ‘Infants alone’, ‘Samgye Gaego’, and ‘Adang Anji’.
It was a famous school.
The governor of the prefectural office hurriedly ran to the Shangcheng Palace.
At the same time, Taoist Hyeonsong slowly walked in front of them.
“The frequency is called hyeonsong. Why did you visit the shaman group?”
A middle-aged woman's voice came from behind the flag.
“The famous religious messenger has arrived, so guide him to Jang Moon-in.”
Master Hyeonsong answered politely.
“I have sent someone to tell Mr. Jang, so a message will come soon. If you wait a moment... … .”
“Shut up. If you do not guide me right away, I will tear you limb from limb and hang it in prose.”
The rock sutras poured out from behind the flag along with the horse.
Guru Hyeonsong, who gritted his teeth and resisted, eventually fell to his knees.
As if the woman was not satisfied with that, she poured out more of her dark sutra.
Hyeonsong Guru's head slowly descended toward the ground.
“Ugh… … . Kut!”
Finally, the head of the guru of Hyeonsong fell to the ground.
Only then did the dark mirror disappear as if it had been washed.
“If you don’t guide me right away, I will do as you say next time.”
It is the sound of tearing limbs and hanging them on prose.
Hyeonsong Taoist jumped up, grabbed the handle of his sword and glared at the back of his flag.
He wanted to run out of shame and make his own life-and-death decision.
But only his heart, his body engulfed in fear, trembled against his will.
An old man walked out in front of him.
“Indeed, he is like a praying mantis in front of a cart wheel. I don't want to see blood, so you'd better just guide me. I did not come to fight, but to confirm something.”
Master Hyeonsong turned around with a sigh.
This was not a situation he could do anything about.
Still, he climbed the mountain as slowly as possible.
Believing that since the governor of the prefecture went first, he would make preparations for the famous religion.
As expected, the front of Sangcheong Palace was full of Taoists.
Master Hyeonsong, who was breathing a sigh of relief inside, stepped forward in front of Jangmunin.
The merchant Yeonggyeol looked at the guru Hyunsong with dirt on his forehead with pitying eyes.
“Jang Moon-in, I’m looking for Jang Moon-in from a famous school.”
"Good work."
Only then did Master Hyunsong join his brother-in-law.
If a fight breaks out, why should he make a sword?
Merchant Yeonggyeol looked at the famous religious leaders with complicated eyes.
The number is only twenty, but each one is a peak master, so my heart is heavy.
“How did you find the frequency?”
The old man, the Twelve Horsemen blood sword took a step forward.
“I’m going to dig up and ask. At the beginning of this year, there was a non-partisan disciple who attacked the main school's Buddhist temple at the founding history. Who is he?”
“It’s the first time. Moreover, the disciples of the shaman faction have not been going to Gangho since this year.”
“Don’t talk white. I have already come to know that he is a disciple of your shaman faction.”
“Huh. I don't know what you're talking about. Really, there is no disciple who sent Kang Ho-haeng this year.”
The merchant Yeonggyeol's heart sank, but he refused to pretend until the end.
Then, the woman who had been observing the complexion of the merchant Ying-gyeol, the mind-reading Gui and Yang So-ran, changed her words.
“Looking at your expression, you really don’t know. However, it is true that a non-partisan disciple joined hands with the Geumuiwi and raided the main school. Who is the disciple who has recently been entangled with the Geumuiwi or the government? Surely he won't say that there is no such person?”
“… … .”
The young woman's eyes twinkled.
Yang Hyun-ryeong's work was already known as it should be known, so it was difficult to hide it.
Yang So-ran, who is good at conspiracies and tricks, saw through the changes in an instant.
“Whoops. I knew that too. Did the non-partisans decide to break their three-year contract?”
