Chapter 650 - Wait a bit
sumiseong.
Soyojong Jongsan Bullousan.
soyo palace.
The two parchment scrolls made by the Venerable Hyemun, a member of the Tiantai sect, were placed on the table.
Venerable Taeeul glanced at the scroll and asked.
“What is this?”
“I will accept Soyaojong’s proposal, but he asked us to make a memorandum of understanding, asking how we could put an end to the matter of life and death between the two clans with words.”
"hmm! memorandum of understanding People with a lot of doubts. Are you saying that Mr. Yeon’s guarantee is not enough?”
The Venerable Taeeul spoke as if there was a problem with Yeonjeokha.
I felt bittersweet about having a relationship, but I didn't say anything wrong, so I just listened.
“A memorandum of understanding in the face of ever-changing warfare like now. You’re good at saying things that shouldn’t be.”
Venerable Taeeul did not even think to open the scroll.
Yeonjeokha sneakily asked at his attitude that left no room for him.
"Didn't you say that you were going to form a temporary alliance because it was ever-changing?"
The memorandum of understanding made by the Venerable Hyemun reflected the ever-changing situation.
But I don't know why you say that.
“Tsk! In the future, the nine sects will be entangled like Nanma. In order for the species to survive, it is necessary to be able to detect changes from time to time. But before you even start, you have to tie your hands and feet with a memorandum or something before you can use it.”
He scratched his head at the familiar sound.
“Are you saying you won’t make a memorandum of understanding?”
“Looking at such a proposal, it seems that the Tiantai sect is quite cornered. How does it look to you?”
“Both Doripo (Cheonroe sect) and Chollipo (Cheontae sect) were quiet, but Chollipo had a more subdued atmosphere.”
“I guess so. Now I can understand the feelings of the Venerable Hyemun. We did that five hundred years ago.”
“Did you think that you would temporarily help the Tiantai sect?”
“… … .”
Venerable Taeeul did not answer, but stared at the parchment with indifferent eyes.
It might be worth opening it out of curiosity, but he didn't touch it until the end.
“Did you say anything else?”
“What else?”
“The reason I sent you was not to leave a record. If Venerable Hyemun had guessed that meaning, he would have known that I would refuse. What would you do if I rejected the memorandum of understanding?”
“What else is there to do with the Tiantai sect? All five sects surrounding the Tiantai sect are at war. You have no choice but to trust and go.”
“Did Venerable Hyemun say that?”
"yes."
“Okay. I will go on a campaign by the end of the day, so you should go back and prepare.”
“Are you going to Wansanju?”
“Is that what you mean? We have to go to the mountains to catch tigers.”
“Ah, yes.”
I nodded goodbye and left the conference room.
***
triple crown.
I was glad to see Samgwanjeong Pavilion again after seven days.
Although the facilities were not as good as the silver guest cup.
Upon entering the yard, Byeonghyu Bangbang, who felt the presence of people, jumped out.
“Are you here?”
“Oh, but I’m on sick leave.”
"yes."
“The Venerable Taeeul told me to prepare for the campaign, what did I have to prepare for?”
“Going out? Are you finally going to fight with Cheonjijong?”
“I don’t know. Do you know what to prepare?”
“How am I supposed to know something you don’t know? Have you forgotten that I am your brother-in-law?”
“Ah, it was. Come find out before it's too late What should I bring?”
“Yes, I will ask the Jinn of Mu Sang-Gak.”
After speaking, Byeonghyu Bangsa ran down Mount Burinake.
I sat down on the veranda of the brother.
'War... … .’
A war between sects is different from a fight against famous religions in Gangho.
Flying swords that only appear in legends are standard, and there are numerous masters riding on clouds.
It reminded me of the bloody battle I had in the unexplored region.
Even though only low-ranking jinn gathered and fought, it was also a hell of abjection.
How bloody will the union, gentlemen, and servants fight with their swords again?
'Many sect masters will die... … .’
I don't like it, but I can't help but turn away if I want to get my hands on the nine schools of heaven.
No, rather, we should actively engage in warfare.
I don't know what kind of shit this is.
As I continued to think about such and such, the fatigue accumulated from the trip so far was slowly washed away.
I lay down behind the rival enemy, who was getting annoyed by everything.
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding-!
The couple, who had been asleep on the veranda, woke up to the heavy sound of a bell.
He sat down in broad daylight, and the sun was already setting.
“I’m on sick leave.”
Byeonghyu Bangsaeng, who was dozing off at the end of the floor at the moment, jumped up in surprise.
"yes?"
“Why are you sleeping on the floor?”
“I wasn’t sleeping, I was protecting you.”
“Are you sleeping?”
“Because I didn’t sleep.”
“So, what do you want to prepare?”
“You said you wouldn’t have anything to prepare? The labor and management are taking care of everything.”
“Nosa? Are you taking labor and management to war? What do they know how to do?”
I don't know why they're taking them when they should be called labor and management.
“Not all. We select about 50 people to cook, make beds, and set up buns. They say it's a jobber. You can't make the jinn do that.”
“But why did Venerable Taeeul ask me to prepare?”
“Isn’t it mental preparation?”
“Do I look so stupid?”
"It's not long since I've been initiated, so it's worth worrying about."
"what? do you care Man, would you put me in a place like this?”
“It is like that again.”
Byeonghyu Bangsa nodded his head.
It seemed that this was not the case when I saw that you had been put in the Three Crowns.
Yeonjeokha, who got up from the veranda, habitually brushed his butt and said,
"Anyway, I don't have anything else to prepare, right?"
“Yes, the other gentlemen will also come out empty-handed.”
"I get it. Did you hear the bell ringing just a moment ago? It's a signal to everyone, so let's go together.”
When Yeonjeokha beckoned, Byeonghyu Bangsa quickly ran to Yeonjeokha.
Eventually, the clouds carrying Yeonjeokha and Byeonghyu Bangsa flew to Cheonjubong Peak to the east.
***
Cheonjubong.
soyo palace.
The clouds carrying Yeonjeokha and Byeonghyu Bangsa gently landed on the front yard of Soyo Palace.
Soyo class masters lined up in the yard glanced at Yeonjeokha and Byeonghyu Bangsaeng with envious eyes.
Byeonghyu Radiator mingled with the group of Radiators with frequent steps.
I moved to the temporary barracks built in front of the jeokha.
Upon entering the barracks, three generals and Venerable Taeeul were sitting around a round table.
“Come on. You're a little late.”
Venerable Taeeul gave him a light bruise.
I greeted him with a friendly look and went to an empty seat and sat down.
Seeing the three gentlemen smiling as his eyes met, it seemed like he had just said it.
His gaze turned to the map on the table.
Looking at the place names with Baekriha, Chunripo, and Doripo, he was a map of Wansanju.
At that time, Venerable Taeeul's finger touched the Cheollipo.
“In three days, Chen Lei Zong will cross the Bai Li River. We must keep a half-hour (one hour) distance from the Thunder Bell. Gentlemen, please take care so that the Soyo sect masters do not move hastily and encounter the Chunrae sect.”
"yes."
The soldiers responded in unison.
As if having said everything with that, Venerable Taeeul rolled up the map and put it to one side.
Yeonjeokha, who did not have much information, asked cautiously.
“Is Chollipo becoming a battlefield?”
“It will be like that. Dealing with enemies who have just crossed the border would be advantageous for the Tiantai sect.”
“I was told to keep a half-sighted distance from the Thunder Bell. How long do you keep a half-sighted distance? Until you cross Baekriha? Or is it even after crossing?”
Yeonjeokha thought it was a pretty important issue.
But I don't know why the three gentlemen didn't say anything.
Venerable Taeeul smiled.
“Isn’t this your first time fighting between sects?”
"yes."
“It was close five hundred years ago, but until a thousand years ago, Soyojong fought against Cheonjijong saying that every day was far away. I have participated in countless wars. These three gentlemen must have fought more than a hundred times. Isn't it?”
When Venerable Taeeul asked, the three gentlemen nodded.
"you're right. I have fought more than a hundred times.”
“At least one hundred times.”
“I counted and later gave up.”
The corner of Taeeul's mouth went up slightly, as if he was in a good mood at the answer he had expected.
“The Battle of Chollipo is just the beginning. The Tianlui sect will slowly push you to the Tiantai sect Chongshan. The match between Geon-Gon and I will be held at the peak of the Tiantai sect.”
“It's a thousand li to Chongsan of the Tiantai sect. Are you saying you’re going to keep a half-hour distance until then?”
Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
Wouldn't that be different from hiding and watching after promising to form a temporary alliance?
“Don’t go ahead. The most important thing in strategy is to know when and when. We can fight in Chollipo, or we can fight in Jongsan of the Tiantai sect. The person who decides that is Nago, a servant. Any more questions?”
It's just "do what you're told to do".
No matter how dull the match was, he could understand that much.
Instead of replying with a bit of annoyance, he shrugged his shoulders.
This is an attitude that is difficult to show when considering the severe difference in status between the two clans, the nobles and the nobles.
The three bewildered soldiers looked at the complexion of the Venerable Taeeul.
Fortunately, the Venerable Taeeul did not take issue with the attitude of the emperor Yeonjeokha.
“Ah, Mr. Yeon, you don’t know the organization system yet. It's not complicated, so you'll understand just by hearing it once. Gwaneumbong is supposed to follow Lord Jingon of Bukmyeongjeon, Cheonjubong Peak is to follow Lord Choyosan of Mugungjeon, and Yonghwabong Peak is to follow Lord Hansanwol of Transcendence. The masters of Beomcheonbong and Samsinbong were left behind to protect Jongsan.”
“Ah, yes.”
“If you don’t have anything more to say, just leave. After this time, the three gentlemen, please lead the unions and Jinn under your command. Oh, come to think of it, I haven't decided on the affiliation of the Yeon forces. Wouldn't it be better for you guys to move with one of the three guys? Who will you go with?”
It was an unexpected question, but I was worried about it didn't
Since his teacher, Hanma Guan Jin-in, was under Emperor Jingon, it was natural for him to follow him.
"It's Mr. Jingon."
"I know. Admiral Jingon will be reassured that Emperor Yan accompanies him.”
“Heh heh, that’s it. Dear Yeon, please take good care of me.”
“Ah, say something. At first glance, it sounds like you are just following them around, but what?”
At the sarcastic remark, Prince Jingon looked at Prince Yeonjeokha and Venerable Taeeul alternately with a sad face.
Venerable Taeeul went out first with a casual face, perhaps as if he had adapted to it.
Choyosan and Hansanwol hurriedly followed the Venerable Taeeul.
When only the two of them were left with Yeonjeokha, Jingon hinted.
“I don't think you were able to prepare for your seat because the speed of your promotion is so fast. Venerable Taeeul must also have many thoughts, so please wait a little longer.”
"It's because they don't give away authority and just eat it through the back hole."
“Heh heh, I will tell the masters of our Gwaneumbong to follow the orders of Emperor Yeon.”
Jingon never dreamed of what the result of this consolation promise would be.
Chapter 650 - Wait a bit
sumiseong.
Soyojong Jongsan Bullousan.
soyo palace.
The two parchment scrolls made by the Venerable Hyemun, a member of the Tiantai sect, were placed on the table.
Venerable Taeeul glanced at the scroll and asked.
“What is this?”
“I will accept Soyaojong’s proposal, but he asked us to make a memorandum of understanding, asking how we could put an end to the matter of life and death between the two clans with words.”
"hmm! memorandum of understanding People with a lot of doubts. Are you saying that Mr. Yeon’s guarantee is not enough?”
The Venerable Taeeul spoke as if there was a problem with Yeonjeokha.
I felt bittersweet about having a relationship, but I didn't say anything wrong, so I just listened.
“A memorandum of understanding in the face of ever-changing warfare like now. You’re good at saying things that shouldn’t be.”
Venerable Taeeul did not even think to open the scroll.
Yeonjeokha sneakily asked at his attitude that left no room for him.
"Didn't you say that you were going to form a temporary alliance because it was ever-changing?"
The memorandum of understanding made by the Venerable Hyemun reflected the ever-changing situation.
But I don't know why you say that.
“Tsk! In the future, the nine sects will be entangled like Nanma. In order for the species to survive, it is necessary to be able to detect changes from time to time. But before you even start, you have to tie your hands and feet with a memorandum or something before you can use it.”
He scratched his head at the familiar sound.
“Are you saying you won’t make a memorandum of understanding?”
“Looking at such a proposal, it seems that the Tiantai sect is quite cornered. How does it look to you?”
“Both Doripo (Cheonroe sect) and Chollipo (Cheontae sect) were quiet, but Chollipo had a more subdued atmosphere.”
“I guess so. Now I can understand the feelings of the Venerable Hyemun. We did that five hundred years ago.”
“Did you think that you would temporarily help the Tiantai sect?”
“… … .”
Venerable Taeeul did not answer, but stared at the parchment with indifferent eyes.
It might be worth opening it out of curiosity, but he didn't touch it until the end.
“Did you say anything else?”
“What else?”
“The reason I sent you was not to leave a record. If Venerable Hyemun had guessed that meaning, he would have known that I would refuse. What would you do if I rejected the memorandum of understanding?”
“What else is there to do with the Tiantai sect? All five sects surrounding the Tiantai sect are at war. You have no choice but to trust and go.”
“Did Venerable Hyemun say that?”
"yes."
“Okay. I will go on a campaign by the end of the day, so you should go back and prepare.”
“Are you going to Wansanju?”
“Is that what you mean? We have to go to the mountains to catch tigers.”
“Ah, yes.”
I nodded goodbye and left the conference room.
***
triple crown.
I was glad to see Samgwanjeong Pavilion again after seven days.
Although the facilities were not as good as the silver guest cup.
Upon entering the yard, Byeonghyu Bangbang, who felt the presence of people, jumped out.
“Are you here?”
“Oh, but I’m on sick leave.”
"yes."
“The Venerable Taeeul told me to prepare for the campaign, what did I have to prepare for?”
“Going out? Are you finally going to fight with Cheonjijong?”
“I don’t know. Do you know what to prepare?”
“How am I supposed to know something you don’t know? Have you forgotten that I am your brother-in-law?”
“Ah, it was. Come find out before it's too late What should I bring?”
“Yes, I will ask the Jinn of Mu Sang-Gak.”
After speaking, Byeonghyu Bangsa ran down Mount Burinake.
I sat down on the veranda of the brother.
'War... … .’
A war between sects is different from a fight against famous religions in Gangho.
Flying swords that only appear in legends are standard, and there are numerous masters riding on clouds.
It reminded me of the bloody battle I had in the unexplored region.
Even though only low-ranking jinn gathered and fought, it was also a hell of abjection.
How bloody will the union, gentlemen, and servants fight with their swords again?
'Many sect masters will die... … .’
I don't like it, but I can't help but turn away if I want to get my hands on the nine schools of heaven.
No, rather, we should actively engage in warfare.
I don't know what kind of shit this is.
As I continued to think about such and such, the fatigue accumulated from the trip so far was slowly washed away.
I lay down behind the rival enemy, who was getting annoyed by everything.
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding-!
The couple, who had been asleep on the veranda, woke up to the heavy sound of a bell.
He sat down in broad daylight, and the sun was already setting.
“I’m on sick leave.”
Byeonghyu Bangsaeng, who was dozing off at the end of the floor at the moment, jumped up in surprise.
"yes?"
“Why are you sleeping on the floor?”
“I wasn’t sleeping, I was protecting you.”
“Are you sleeping?”
“Because I didn’t sleep.”
“So, what do you want to prepare?”
“You said you wouldn’t have anything to prepare? The labor and management are taking care of everything.”
“Nosa? Are you taking labor and management to war? What do they know how to do?”
I don't know why they're taking them when they should be called labor and management.
“Not all. We select about 50 people to cook, make beds, and set up buns. They say it's a jobber. You can't make the jinn do that.”
“But why did Venerable Taeeul ask me to prepare?”
“Isn’t it mental preparation?”
“Do I look so stupid?”
"It's not long since I've been initiated, so it's worth worrying about."
"what? do you care Man, would you put me in a place like this?”
“It is like that again.”
Byeonghyu Bangsa nodded his head.
It seemed that this was not the case when I saw that you had been put in the Three Crowns.
Yeonjeokha, who got up from the veranda, habitually brushed his butt and said,
"Anyway, I don't have anything else to prepare, right?"
“Yes, the other gentlemen will also come out empty-handed.”
"I get it. Did you hear the bell ringing just a moment ago? It's a signal to everyone, so let's go together.”
When Yeonjeokha beckoned, Byeonghyu Bangsa quickly ran to Yeonjeokha.
Eventually, the clouds carrying Yeonjeokha and Byeonghyu Bangsa flew to Cheonjubong Peak to the east.
***
Cheonjubong.
soyo palace.
The clouds carrying Yeonjeokha and Byeonghyu Bangsa gently landed on the front yard of Soyo Palace.
Soyo class masters lined up in the yard glanced at Yeonjeokha and Byeonghyu Bangsaeng with envious eyes.
Byeonghyu Radiator mingled with the group of Radiators with frequent steps.
I moved to the temporary barracks built in front of the jeokha.
Upon entering the barracks, three generals and Venerable Taeeul were sitting around a round table.
“Come on. You're a little late.”
Venerable Taeeul gave him a light bruise.
I greeted him with a friendly look and went to an empty seat and sat down.
Seeing the three gentlemen smiling as his eyes met, it seemed like he had just said it.
His gaze turned to the map on the table.
Looking at the place names with Baekriha, Chunripo, and Doripo, he was a map of Wansanju.
At that time, Venerable Taeeul's finger touched the Cheollipo.
“In three days, Chen Lei Zong will cross the Bai Li River. We must keep a half-hour (one hour) distance from the Thunder Bell. Gentlemen, please take care so that the Soyo sect masters do not move hastily and encounter the Chunrae sect.”
"yes."
The soldiers responded in unison.
As if having said everything with that, Venerable Taeeul rolled up the map and put it to one side.
Yeonjeokha, who did not have much information, asked cautiously.
“Is Chollipo becoming a battlefield?”
“It will be like that. Dealing with enemies who have just crossed the border would be advantageous for the Tiantai sect.”
“I was told to keep a half-sighted distance from the Thunder Bell. How long do you keep a half-sighted distance? Until you cross Baekriha? Or is it even after crossing?”
Yeonjeokha thought it was a pretty important issue.
But I don't know why the three gentlemen didn't say anything.
Venerable Taeeul smiled.
“Isn’t this your first time fighting between sects?”
"yes."
“It was close five hundred years ago, but until a thousand years ago, Soyojong fought against Cheonjijong saying that every day was far away. I have participated in countless wars. These three gentlemen must have fought more than a hundred times. Isn't it?”
When Venerable Taeeul asked, the three gentlemen nodded.
"you're right. I have fought more than a hundred times.”
“At least one hundred times.”
“I counted and later gave up.”
The corner of Taeeul's mouth went up slightly, as if he was in a good mood at the answer he had expected.
“The Battle of Chollipo is just the beginning. The Tianlui sect will slowly push you to the Tiantai sect Chongshan. The match between Geon-Gon and I will be held at the peak of the Tiantai sect.”
“It's a thousand li to Chongsan of the Tiantai sect. Are you saying you’re going to keep a half-hour distance until then?”
Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
Wouldn't that be different from hiding and watching after promising to form a temporary alliance?
“Don’t go ahead. The most important thing in strategy is to know when and when. We can fight in Chollipo, or we can fight in Jongsan of the Tiantai sect. The person who decides that is Nago, a servant. Any more questions?”
It's just "do what you're told to do".
No matter how dull the match was, he could understand that much.
Instead of replying with a bit of annoyance, he shrugged his shoulders.
This is an attitude that is difficult to show when considering the severe difference in status between the two clans, the nobles and the nobles.
The three bewildered soldiers looked at the complexion of the Venerable Taeeul.
Fortunately, the Venerable Taeeul did not take issue with the attitude of the emperor Yeonjeokha.
“Ah, Mr. Yeon, you don’t know the organization system yet. It's not complicated, so you'll understand just by hearing it once. Gwaneumbong is supposed to follow Lord Jingon of Bukmyeongjeon, Cheonjubong Peak is to follow Lord Choyosan of Mugungjeon, and Yonghwabong Peak is to follow Lord Hansanwol of Transcendence. The masters of Beomcheonbong and Samsinbong were left behind to protect Jongsan.”
“Ah, yes.”
“If you don’t have anything more to say, just leave. After this time, the three gentlemen, please lead the unions and Jinn under your command. Oh, come to think of it, I haven't decided on the affiliation of the Yeon forces. Wouldn't it be better for you guys to move with one of the three guys? Who will you go with?”
It was an unexpected question, but I was worried about it didn't
Since his teacher, Hanma Guan Jin-in, was under Emperor Jingon, it was natural for him to follow him.
"It's Mr. Jingon."
"I know. Admiral Jingon will be reassured that Emperor Yan accompanies him.”
“Heh heh, that’s it. Dear Yeon, please take good care of me.”
“Ah, say something. At first glance, it sounds like you are just following them around, but what?”
At the sarcastic remark, Prince Jingon looked at Prince Yeonjeokha and Venerable Taeeul alternately with a sad face.
Venerable Taeeul went out first with a casual face, perhaps as if he had adapted to it.
Choyosan and Hansanwol hurriedly followed the Venerable Taeeul.
When only the two of them were left with Yeonjeokha, Jingon hinted.
“I don't think you were able to prepare for your seat because the speed of your promotion is so fast. Venerable Taeeul must also have many thoughts, so please wait a little longer.”
"It's because they don't give away authority and just eat it through the back hole."
“Heh heh, I will tell the masters of our Gwaneumbong to follow the orders of Emperor Yeon.”
Jingon never dreamed of what the result of this consolation promise would be.
