Chapter 461 - What do you want to do?
By the time Baek Seon-hwa came to her senses, Namgung-yeon had already disappeared.
She stood up helplessly while looking at the box placed in Wolrakjeong.
Baek Seon-hwa, who left Namgung Sega with her face gone, trudged back to her top.
Baek Il-woong, her acting chief, and Baek San-wu, Sangwolgum Baek San-wu, who found her,
hurriedly came out to meet her.
“How have you been?”
Baek Seon-hwa, seeing Baek Il-woong's face full of expectations, lowered her head.
"sorry."
“What are you talking about all of a sudden? why? Wasn't the reaction of the 10th Empress not very
good?"
After hesitating for a while, Baek Seon-hwa answered with a crawling sound.
“I want to leave Hefei sometime today.”
“What do you mean? Are you going out today?”
She said, “I told you to forbid the entry of Hefei in the upper house of Baekhwa.”
“… … .”
Baek Il-woong and Baek San-wu blinked as if they didn't realize it.
She continued her explanation with a dying face of ringworm.
“The senior consort is said to be the fiancé of a princess. Tried to kill her family... … . she won't
forgive What’s even more amazing is that the practitioner is Green Forest’s Taesangho.”
Baek San-wu muttered with a bewildered face.
“A senior consort said that he was a concubine of Green Forest? You really touched the master of
heaven and earth.”
“It's all my fault. If I hadn't kicked him out, it wouldn't have come this far... … .”
Then Baek Sanwu shook her head.
“Where could that be your fault? The acting chief and I did not object. You've been unlucky, but
you're not doing anything wrong. What's wrong with kicking out the person who put you down in
front of your subordinates?"
"still… … .”
"Okay. Namjiryeseong is not the only combination. Acting Chief, now that it has come to this, why
not abandon Hefei and focus on Eungcheonbu ?”
"ha! Don't say anything you don't know."
Baek Il-woong shook his head excitedly.
Throw away Hefei and focus on Yungcheonbu?
After all, the thoughts of unmanned people are very simple.
"why? Shouldn't it just be avoided? Are you going to give up your male directness?”
“Are you saying that while knowing what kind of place Murim Sega is? Do you think we, who were
stamped with Namgung family, can do business in Namjikryeseong?”
“But didn’t you say that only Hefei was forbidden from entering?”
“The Namgung Family exerts influence not only on Hefei but also on the entire Namjirye Castle.
There, the son-in-law has a relationship. It means that all the political parties should pay attention to
the Namgung family. The Namgung family showed extreme hostility toward us. Do you think only
the merchants of Hefei will avoid us? I don't know, but this ascension will be over. Hurry up before
rumors spread.”
Baek San-wu could not refute and turned around.
The agent's words are correct.
If the heinous rival was the son-in-law, any black trade would be impossible.
‘Huh! It's really over. Why did such a demon accept all of his nephew's abuse?'
He even sent himself and his escorts alive, whom he had sought to kill.
It was an unimaginable miracle considering his notoriety in the river.
***
Namgung Se.
Sulshicho (7 p.m.).
After dinner, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was taking a walk with Namgung-yeon, muttered while stroking her
stomach.
“I’m worried because I seem to be eating too well these days.”
At the Namgung family, a delicacy was prepared for each meal, saying that a prospective son-in-law
had arrived.
He overeats at every meal he has never had a proper home-cooked meal.
“Why are you worried about that?”
“I don’t think the restaurant’s cuisine will suit my taste. The taste of the inn or the restaurant is
always the same, so it's a bit disappointing.”
“Look at your father. Please set a date soon.”
"lol."
I just laughed at the romance.
Thinking of her marrying her, he just liked it, and nothing else about her came into her head.
A appeared in front of the two walking around.
It is ‘Wolrakjeong’.
Yeonjeokha, who was looking at the signboard attached to the pavilion, inadvertently asked.
“By the way, why is the name ‘Wolrakjeong’?”
Instead of answering, Namgoongyeon pointed at the pond next to the pavilion.
"ah!"
An exclamation escaped from the young man's mouth.
In the middle of the pond, there were some white moon lumps.
The two of them affectionately went up to Wolrakjeong.
The moon reflected in the pond overlooking from ‘Wolrakjeong’ was as beautiful as a painting.
“It's her mother's favorite place. She used to have tea here late into the night with her father.”
“It makes sense. Shall we drink too?”
“Whoops! Is there room for a car?”
"of course. Don’t you know the difference between a rice boat, a liquor boat, and a tea boat?”
"okay? Would you like a drink then?”
Namgung-yeon touched the scenery under the eaves of her wallak pavilion with her fingertips.
Jjalang-.
When there was a clear metal sound, the two fights quickly approached.
“I’m going to drink a lotus flower tea with Confucius, so prepare it.”
"yes."
The fights disappeared into the darkness after bowing their waists.
After a while, the women returned with a small brazier and tea utensils.
When the teapot was placed on the brazier, the water immediately boiled.
Namgungyeon poured water into a cup with tea leaves and handed it to Yeonjeokha.
“Wow. Does it smell good?”
Yeonjeokha made a fuss about him.
Maybe it's because the weather is cold, but the scent of tea is stronger.
Seeing him like that, Namgoongyeon just laughed bashfully.
It was like knowing how her mother felt when she drank tea here.
Even when she didn't drink the tea, her heart felt warm and full.
Then, she suddenly felt a sense of guilt, thinking, ‘Can I be the only one who can be this happy?’
When Namgoongyeon's expression darkened slightly, Yeonjeokha asked.
"why?"
“I thought of my mother.”
He quietly put down the teacup he was holding.
Being in Wolrakjeong Pavilion, it seems that he remembered his mother who was killed by
Baekduma soldiers of the famous cult.
Before he could say anything to comfort her, Namgoongyeon smiled.
“I wasn’t the only one who lost family, was it too much?”
"no."
He vigorously shook his head.
Could dying from a disease be the same as being killed by an enemy? Moreover, she herself is a
child, so even her memory is hazy. It is different from the wounds she would have received when she
was grown up.
“There are countless silver-wons hidden behind the Murim family. so much death. A member of the
Moorim family has to endure all of that. Sometimes I take on the past Eunwon, and sometimes I
make a new Eunwon. My father brought up the story of ‘Waryongjang’ because he wanted you and
me to get away from Kang-ho’s silver circle.”
"hmm… … .”
A groan escaped from the sage's mouth.
He has to do the sword dance anytime as long as he is in Nokrim's Taesang-hobeop.
Like the last time he went to kill twelve horses.
‘Contemplate the world in Waryongjang’ was ultimately the sound of ‘don’t be swayed by the
greenery’.
The Twelve Horsemen was Murim's achievement, but you don't know what to do later.
“Does my sister think I should build a ‘Waryongjang’ too?”
“I told you. I'll help you no matter what you do Do what you want to do.”
“Who are you? What do you want to do, sister?”
“I want to rest.”
Namgungyeon stared blankly at the moon reflected in the pond.
She went through Jeongui Meng and Cheonji Meng, and she worked tirelessly for the revival of the
Namgung family. That's why she even earned her nickname of "Queen of War", but her heart was
always empty.
The loss of her mother was not made up for by anything.
Now, the only pleasure she has left is to watch her lover up close.
“Foot! At Waryongjang?”
Realizing the desire hidden in Namgung-yeon's words, he let her laugh.
“Waryongjang is good too. The inn isn't bad either.”
“Ah, they just say that Waryongjang is good.”
“If you like me, will you make a waryongjang?”
"of course. If it's for my sister, I can go to the ends of heaven or hell, but the Waryongjang is the
problem?"
“I don’t want you to decide your life for me.”
“But you will do it for me.”
Namgoongyeon smiled without saying anything.
Apparently he lives for himself. Like she wants to live for him.
"hug me."
"yes!"
Without delay, her brother-in-law crossed over to Namgungyeon's side and hugged her tightly.
The moonlight fell on the two people who had become one.
***
same time.
Shanxi.
parish prefecture.
Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.
Eighthwangsinmo, the founder of the famous religious cult, who was sitting in the shrine, opened
the door wide.
The view of the yard came into view under the bright moonlight.
The armored being sitting on top of the dark black horse turned her head.
Red fire gushed out from between the black helmets.
Although it was a creepy situation, a sigh flowed from the mouth of her arm Hwangsinmo.
"ha. Where are you going to use that?”
Ever since the day he first appeared in the world, that black knight has followed him around like a
shadow.
He tried to get the Twelve Horses to remove it as a test, but to no avail.
As soon as the black knight swung the spear in his hand once, the soldiers of the twelve horses
simply fell out.
Even if the Baekduma forces attacked, the result was the same.
Even the magic of the Eight Emperors did not work on the Dark Knight.
The Black Knight did not tolerate anyone's touch and aloofly followed him around.
Greedy Myeongwang cult idiots would have welcomed him with open arms, but he is nothing more
than a lump to himself.
What he needed was a deity to teach him how to get to the ‘Heaven of Kings’.
However, the Black Knight only poured flames out of his eyes and did not utter a single human word.
“If you have a mouth, speak.”
“Hoo-wook! Whoop!”
Only rough breathing could be heard from the black knight's mouth.
Hwangsinmo Pal, who had long since forgotten the sound of her breathing due to her inner gong,
could not understand.
The breath of the man who had the power to wipe out the Baekduma forces was so rough.
The Black Knight was in many ways far from her common sense.
Arm Hwangsinmo, who shook her head excitedly, said.
“Do you have eight emperors?”
"yes."
Taebaek Seonin appeared like a ghost in the dark.
“I need an offering of a level similar to that of the red moon. Is there anyone like him in Shanxi?”
“Chupung-geom Songan-gun, the former master of Byeokgongmun in Xi’an, was one of the leading
masters in Shanseo Province. But... … .”
“How is it?”
“It's been a while since I've lived in confinement, so what's my current inaction... … .”
“It doesn’t matter what you do now. It just needs to be the right size for the bowl.”
“What if you call it a bowl?”
“Did you forget? Jeokwoldo was also used as a sacrifice when the danteon was abolished. still have
great results I lost The depth of enlightenment or the size of the soul is called a container.”
"yes. Shall I bring Songan-gun?”
“I must come alive and bring him. You'll know for sure when you use him. Who is suitable for
sacrifice?”
Just like when Taebaek Seonin appeared, he slowly disappeared into the darkness.
For an instant, the flame-like eyes of the black knight pursued Taebaek Seonin.
As if seeing through the movement of the Taebaek sage, the black knight stared into space for a long
time.
Soon after, Hwangsinmo Pal snapped her finger and the open door closed.
She opened an old book on her writing table.
It is a magic book called ‘Hwannyeon Anonymous (還年益命, Taoism that extends lifespan)’ received
from merchants in Xi’an not long ago.
Rumor has it that he pursues immortality, so even these things come as gifts.
“Tsk tsk! What will I do with just a few hundred more years?”
Hwangsinmo, who had clicked her tongue, covered her book.
She suddenly thinks that it would be nice if there was someone like Yeonjeokha who would catch the apostates from Myeongwanggyo.
Chapter 461 - What do you want to do?
By the time Baek Seon-hwa came to her senses, Namgung-yeon had already disappeared.
She stood up helplessly while looking at the box placed in Wolrakjeong.
Baek Seon-hwa, who left Namgung Sega with her face gone, trudged back to her top.
Baek Il-woong, her acting chief, and Baek San-wu, Sangwolgum Baek San-wu, who found her,
hurriedly came out to meet her.
“How have you been?”
Baek Seon-hwa, seeing Baek Il-woong's face full of expectations, lowered her head.
"sorry."
“What are you talking about all of a sudden? why? Wasn't the reaction of the 10th Empress not very
good?"
After hesitating for a while, Baek Seon-hwa answered with a crawling sound.
“I want to leave Hefei sometime today.”
“What do you mean? Are you going out today?”
She said, “I told you to forbid the entry of Hefei in the upper house of Baekhwa.”
“… … .”
Baek Il-woong and Baek San-wu blinked as if they didn't realize it.
She continued her explanation with a dying face of ringworm.
“The senior consort is said to be the fiancé of a princess. Tried to kill her family... … . she won't
forgive What’s even more amazing is that the practitioner is Green Forest’s Taesangho.”
Baek San-wu muttered with a bewildered face.
“A senior consort said that he was a concubine of Green Forest? You really touched the master of
heaven and earth.”
“It's all my fault. If I hadn't kicked him out, it wouldn't have come this far... … .”
Then Baek Sanwu shook her head.
“Where could that be your fault? The acting chief and I did not object. You've been unlucky, but
you're not doing anything wrong. What's wrong with kicking out the person who put you down in
front of your subordinates?"
"still… … .”
"Okay. Namjiryeseong is not the only combination. Acting Chief, now that it has come to this, why
not abandon Hefei and focus on Eungcheonbu ?”
"ha! Don't say anything you don't know."
Baek Il-woong shook his head excitedly.
Throw away Hefei and focus on Yungcheonbu?
After all, the thoughts of unmanned people are very simple.
"why? Shouldn't it just be avoided? Are you going to give up your male directness?”
“Are you saying that while knowing what kind of place Murim Sega is? Do you think we, who were
stamped with Namgung family, can do business in Namjikryeseong?”
“But didn’t you say that only Hefei was forbidden from entering?”
“The Namgung Family exerts influence not only on Hefei but also on the entire Namjirye Castle.
There, the son-in-law has a relationship. It means that all the political parties should pay attention to
the Namgung family. The Namgung family showed extreme hostility toward us. Do you think only
the merchants of Hefei will avoid us? I don't know, but this ascension will be over. Hurry up before
rumors spread.”
Baek San-wu could not refute and turned around.
The agent's words are correct.
If the heinous rival was the son-in-law, any black trade would be impossible.
‘Huh! It's really over. Why did such a demon accept all of his nephew's abuse?'
He even sent himself and his escorts alive, whom he had sought to kill.
It was an unimaginable miracle considering his notoriety in the river.
***
Namgung Se.
Sulshicho (7 p.m.).
After dinner, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was taking a walk with Namgung-yeon, muttered while stroking her
stomach.
“I’m worried because I seem to be eating too well these days.”
At the Namgung family, a delicacy was prepared for each meal, saying that a prospective son-in-law
had arrived.
He overeats at every meal he has never had a proper home-cooked meal.
“Why are you worried about that?”
“I don’t think the restaurant’s cuisine will suit my taste. The taste of the inn or the restaurant is
always the same, so it's a bit disappointing.”
“Look at your father. Please set a date soon.”
"lol."
I just laughed at the romance.
Thinking of her marrying her, he just liked it, and nothing else about her came into her head.
A appeared in front of the two walking around.
It is ‘Wolrakjeong’.
Yeonjeokha, who was looking at the signboard attached to the pavilion, inadvertently asked.
“By the way, why is the name ‘Wolrakjeong’?”
Instead of answering, Namgoongyeon pointed at the pond next to the pavilion.
"ah!"
An exclamation escaped from the young man's mouth.
In the middle of the pond, there were some white moon lumps.
The two of them affectionately went up to Wolrakjeong.
The moon reflected in the pond overlooking from ‘Wolrakjeong’ was as beautiful as a painting.
“It's her mother's favorite place. She used to have tea here late into the night with her father.”
“It makes sense. Shall we drink too?”
“Whoops! Is there room for a car?”
"of course. Don’t you know the difference between a rice boat, a liquor boat, and a tea boat?”
"okay? Would you like a drink then?”
Namgung-yeon touched the scenery under the eaves of her wallak pavilion with her fingertips.
Jjalang-.
When there was a clear metal sound, the two fights quickly approached.
“I’m going to drink a lotus flower tea with Confucius, so prepare it.”
"yes."
The fights disappeared into the darkness after bowing their waists.
After a while, the women returned with a small brazier and tea utensils.
When the teapot was placed on the brazier, the water immediately boiled.
Namgungyeon poured water into a cup with tea leaves and handed it to Yeonjeokha.
“Wow. Does it smell good?”
Yeonjeokha made a fuss about him.
Maybe it's because the weather is cold, but the scent of tea is stronger.
Seeing him like that, Namgoongyeon just laughed bashfully.
It was like knowing how her mother felt when she drank tea here.
Even when she didn't drink the tea, her heart felt warm and full.
Then, she suddenly felt a sense of guilt, thinking, ‘Can I be the only one who can be this happy?’
When Namgoongyeon's expression darkened slightly, Yeonjeokha asked.
"why?"
“I thought of my mother.”
He quietly put down the teacup he was holding.
Being in Wolrakjeong Pavilion, it seems that he remembered his mother who was killed by
Baekduma soldiers of the famous cult.
Before he could say anything to comfort her, Namgoongyeon smiled.
“I wasn’t the only one who lost family, was it too much?”
"no."
He vigorously shook his head.
Could dying from a disease be the same as being killed by an enemy? Moreover, she herself is a
child, so even her memory is hazy. It is different from the wounds she would have received when she
was grown up.
“There are countless silver-wons hidden behind the Murim family. so much death. A member of the
Moorim family has to endure all of that. Sometimes I take on the past Eunwon, and sometimes I
make a new Eunwon. My father brought up the story of ‘Waryongjang’ because he wanted you and
me to get away from Kang-ho’s silver circle.”
"hmm… … .”
A groan escaped from the sage's mouth.
He has to do the sword dance anytime as long as he is in Nokrim's Taesang-hobeop.
Like the last time he went to kill twelve horses.
‘Contemplate the world in Waryongjang’ was ultimately the sound of ‘don’t be swayed by the
greenery’.
The Twelve Horsemen was Murim's achievement, but you don't know what to do later.
“Does my sister think I should build a ‘Waryongjang’ too?”
“I told you. I'll help you no matter what you do Do what you want to do.”
“Who are you? What do you want to do, sister?”
“I want to rest.”
Namgungyeon stared blankly at the moon reflected in the pond.
She went through Jeongui Meng and Cheonji Meng, and she worked tirelessly for the revival of the
Namgung family. That's why she even earned her nickname of "Queen of War", but her heart was
always empty.
The loss of her mother was not made up for by anything.
Now, the only pleasure she has left is to watch her lover up close.
“Foot! At Waryongjang?”
Realizing the desire hidden in Namgung-yeon's words, he let her laugh.
“Waryongjang is good too. The inn isn't bad either.”
“Ah, they just say that Waryongjang is good.”
“If you like me, will you make a waryongjang?”
"of course. If it's for my sister, I can go to the ends of heaven or hell, but the Waryongjang is the
problem?"
“I don’t want you to decide your life for me.”
“But you will do it for me.”
Namgoongyeon smiled without saying anything.
Apparently he lives for himself. Like she wants to live for him.
"hug me."
"yes!"
Without delay, her brother-in-law crossed over to Namgungyeon's side and hugged her tightly.
The moonlight fell on the two people who had become one.
***
same time.
Shanxi.
parish prefecture.
Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.
Eighthwangsinmo, the founder of the famous religious cult, who was sitting in the shrine, opened
the door wide.
The view of the yard came into view under the bright moonlight.
The armored being sitting on top of the dark black horse turned her head.
Red fire gushed out from between the black helmets.
Although it was a creepy situation, a sigh flowed from the mouth of her arm Hwangsinmo.
"ha. Where are you going to use that?”
Ever since the day he first appeared in the world, that black knight has followed him around like a
shadow.
He tried to get the Twelve Horses to remove it as a test, but to no avail.
As soon as the black knight swung the spear in his hand once, the soldiers of the twelve horses
simply fell out.
Even if the Baekduma forces attacked, the result was the same.
Even the magic of the Eight Emperors did not work on the Dark Knight.
The Black Knight did not tolerate anyone's touch and aloofly followed him around.
Greedy Myeongwang cult idiots would have welcomed him with open arms, but he is nothing more
than a lump to himself.
What he needed was a deity to teach him how to get to the ‘Heaven of Kings’.
However, the Black Knight only poured flames out of his eyes and did not utter a single human word.
“If you have a mouth, speak.”
“Hoo-wook! Whoop!”
Only rough breathing could be heard from the black knight's mouth.
Hwangsinmo Pal, who had long since forgotten the sound of her breathing due to her inner gong,
could not understand.
The breath of the man who had the power to wipe out the Baekduma forces was so rough.
The Black Knight was in many ways far from her common sense.
Arm Hwangsinmo, who shook her head excitedly, said.
“Do you have eight emperors?”
"yes."
Taebaek Seonin appeared like a ghost in the dark.
“I need an offering of a level similar to that of the red moon. Is there anyone like him in Shanxi?”
“Chupung-geom Songan-gun, the former master of Byeokgongmun in Xi’an, was one of the leading
masters in Shanseo Province. But... … .”
“How is it?”
“It's been a while since I've lived in confinement, so what's my current inaction... … .”
“It doesn’t matter what you do now. It just needs to be the right size for the bowl.”
“What if you call it a bowl?”
“Did you forget? Jeokwoldo was also used as a sacrifice when the danteon was abolished. still have
great results I lost The depth of enlightenment or the size of the soul is called a container.”
"yes. Shall I bring Songan-gun?”
“I must come alive and bring him. You'll know for sure when you use him. Who is suitable for
sacrifice?”
Just like when Taebaek Seonin appeared, he slowly disappeared into the darkness.
For an instant, the flame-like eyes of the black knight pursued Taebaek Seonin.
As if seeing through the movement of the Taebaek sage, the black knight stared into space for a long
time.
Soon after, Hwangsinmo Pal snapped her finger and the open door closed.
She opened an old book on her writing table.
It is a magic book called ‘Hwannyeon Anonymous (還年益命, Taoism that extends lifespan)’ received
from merchants in Xi’an not long ago.
Rumor has it that he pursues immortality, so even these things come as gifts.
“Tsk tsk! What will I do with just a few hundred more years?”
Hwangsinmo, who had clicked her tongue, covered her book.
She suddenly thinks that it would be nice if there was someone like Yeonjeokha who would catch the apostates from Myeongwanggyo.
