Chapter 782 - I will inform the Sichuan Murim and Heaven and Earth God that there is no relationship.
Sichuan Province.
Cheongseongsan.
Sulshicho (7 p.m.).
As the darkness slowly descended, a small carriage stopped in front of the Qingshengpa Mountain Gate.
Eventually, the carriage door opened and Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon got out.
In the meantime, Gucheonnodo's Shimtong, which jumped off the driver's seat, ran to Sanmun in one breath.
Two Taoists who were in charge of guarding the mountain gate naturally blocked the road.
The master of martial arts said to the approaching old man with a goatee.
“Stop. Tourists can only enter the mountain until the end of Shinshi (5:00 p.m.).”
“We are not incense burners. Go and tell Munin Jang that the chief of Seokgyeongjang has come to see Munin Jang.”
“Are you referring to the stone sutras in Namjiryeseong?”
“Yes.”
Stunned by those words, the master of martial arts hurriedly turned his gaze to the priest who was with him.
"I'll take the guests to Deungunjeong, so tell Jangmunin."
"yes."
Jeong Hak Dosa ran up the mountain like the wind.
Moments later, as Yeon Jeok-ha and Nam Gung-yeon approached, Master Muhak hurriedly greeted them.
“Yeon Jangju, I am Muhak, the third great disciple of the Cheongseong Sect. I will take care of you for a while until Jang Moon-in comes out.”
Yeon Jeok-ha nodded, and Muhak master guided Yeon Jeok-ha and his party to Deungunjeong.
It must have been about 15 minutes since Yeon Jeok-ha and his party were in Deungunjeong.
Wonyang Jin-in, a leader of the Qingsheng faction, led the elders to Deungunjeong.
As soon as Wonyang Jin-in saw Yeon Jeok-ha and his party, he smiled brightly and hid himself.
“Heh heh heh! how much is this? I heard that you two are married. If I had known in advance, I would have visited and congratulated you, but I only found out after I was seated at the Seokgyeongjang. It's late, but congratulations anyway.”
Of course, it's word of mouth.
At that time, the marriage between Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon was a hot topic in Kang-ho.
It's just that I didn't go to him because I wasn't familiar with him and the distance was too far.
When the rival Yuanyang Jin-in pretended to be friendly, he tilted his head, knowing that he had a problem with his memory.
But it didn't matter anyway.
He said that he came to Cheongseongpa only to hold ancestral rites.
“Thank you for being so welcoming, Mr. Jang. I came to Cheongseongpa because I had one request.”
At Yeon Jeok-ha's words, Wonyang Jin-in's heart sank.
He thought that he had come to inform him that Yeonjeokhe was going to war with the Sichuan Murim.
Although the Qingsheng faction is located in Sichuan, it is more influenced by the Hocheonmaeng than the Sichuan Murim.
It was the Qingsheng faction that delivered the warning of the Jeokha to the Sichuan Murim.
'hmm! I guess he came to ask me to leave this war.'
Wonyang Jin-in pondered for a moment.
It is true that during the days of Cheonji-Meng, he shared the joys and sorrows of Yeon Jeok-ha and his wife, albeit for a while. However, since the Qingsheng faction was located in Sichuan, they could not completely withdraw from the Sichuan Murim.
“I don’t know what kind of cheong it is, but the cheongseong faction is in Sichuan… … . We can't stand by the Sichuan Murim's affairs."
“What do you mean?”
"Weren't you trying to ask the Qingsheng Faction ahead of the fight against the Sichuan Murim?"
“Isn’t it? What is there to do besides asking you to fight the Sichuan Murim?”
“… … .”
Wonyang Jin-in looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a bewildered face.
It's called 'That Sichuan Murim'.
The power of Sacheon Murim surpasses that of Gangnam.
That's why the Namgung family, the leader of Gangnam Murim, has only been wrestling so far.
But I wonder what kind of situation this is.
‘Yeonjeokha inaction is a little less than that of a teenage master… … . What kind of confidence is that?'
But I couldn't ask for it at this point.
He thought the words of Yeonjeokha as the stroke of a young master, and listened to them with one ear.
“What is cheong?”
“I want you to hold a heavenly rite at Mt. Cheongseong.”
At the unexpected words, Wonyang Jin-in only blinked his eyes, but couldn't say anything.
Considering the situation Yeon Jeok-ha is now in, Cheon-je was indeed an absurd comment.
“Are you using the ancestral rite as an excuse to show off the closeness between the Qingsong faction and Yeonjangju? As I said, the Qingsheng faction is in Sichuan and represents the will of the Sichuan Murim... … .”
“Huh, Jang Moon-in? Why do you keep going ahead alone? We do not receive help from other forces to deal with the Sichuan Murim.”
“Does that mean that Seokgyeongjang will fight the Sichuan Murim alone?”
Wonyang Jin-in secretly looked at Namgung-yeon.
She said that no matter how sky-high her abilities, she couldn't face the entire Sichuan Wurim, so I don't know why she's like that.
‘Moreover, it seems that the breakup is about to happen… … .’
No matter how great a strategist Namgung-yeon is, he can't fight the Sichuan Murim with that body.
"that's right. Seokgyeongjang is alone.”
Despite Yeon Jeok-ha's answer, Jin-in Wonyang did not take his doubts away.
Then Shimtong that had been listening with a nonchalant face next to him interrupted.
“Jang Moon-in, our Yeon Jang-joo, won’t even get help from Gangnam Murim.”
Wonyang Jin-in looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a startled face.
“Little Jangju, is that true?”
“Right? What are you so surprised about? feel sorry for people.”
“Hum, excuse me. I'm saying this because of the relationship that once belonged to Yeon Jang-ju and the Cheonji League. The Gangnam Murim can't touch the Sacheon Murim, but Seokgyeongjang will fight alone... … . I think I'm a little overthinking it."
“Thank you for your words. There is only one thing I want from the Qingsheng faction. I wish I could help you live the heavenly ritual.”
Wonyang Jin-in thought for a moment and nodded his head.
“Okay. If Kite Zhuang was merely the owner of the Stone Sutra, he would have refused. It was the right time, so I didn't want to go up and down in people's mouths alongside the stone sutras. However, before the Jangju of the Seokgyeongjang, he was a disciple of a shaman. If Dou (道友) is going to live in heaven, I think it's appropriate to help. However, as I said, the Cheongseong faction will help Seok Jang-ju until the end of Heaven. I will inform the Sichuan Murim that our relationship is nothing more and nothing less. Still, will you live in the Qingsheng faction?"
I laughed at his words.
Until the end, Wonyang Jin-in seemed to think that he was trying to take advantage of the reputation of the Qingsheng faction.
“Please do so. You can't put even a spoonful of Cheongseongpa on the table I've set. Jang Moon-in, please promise to do so after this time.”
Then, in spite of himself, Wonyang Jin-in took a step further.
“I promise. I would like to inform the Sichuan Murim and Heaven and Earth Gods that we, the Cheongseong Sect, have nothing to do with Yeonjangju.”
At this point, he clearly stated the position of the Qingcheng faction by arranging his relationship with Yeon Jeok-ha.
And he added a word as if he was sorry.
“But as an assistant, I will definitely help you with Yeonjangju’s heavenly sacrifice.”
"ah! Regarding the Heavenly Emperor, I ask you one more favor.”
“What more do you need?”
“Cheonje will be living alone, but in the meantime, please make a place for Namgung’s sister to stay.”
“How long are you going to live in Heaven?”
“It won't take long. How many days at most?”
“Okay. A lodging for Namgung's wife is prepared near the Cheonje ceremony. But where do you want the emperor to live? There are altars in Sangcheong Palace, Cheonsa-dong, and Geonbok Palace.”
“It would be nice to have a quiet place, but is there anywhere else?”
“There is an open-air altar on top of Nosojeong, the main peak of Mt. Cheongseong, which is rarely used.”
It was an open-air altar, as you said, but it was just an altar made of rocks.
By the way, I liked the open-air altar.
“I’ll do it at the open-air altar in Nosojeong.”
“Well, if you want to make it the open-air altar for Noh So-jeong, I will drop down Sangcheong Palace’s detached palace as the residence of Namgung’s wife.”
"really! Is there a good doctor or midwife nearby?”
“There is no one to help with the birth. It's quite a long way to go... … .”
“Then I'll have to hire a doctor or a midwife for a few days. Old Sim?”
"yes."
“Go to a nearby village, explain the situation, and bring a doctor or midwife. And let me spend a few days with my sister in the royal palace. They won’t hate it if I offer to pay generously.”
"All right."
Wonyang Jin-in looked at the shimtong with strange eyes, like a servant of Yeon Jeok-ha.
It was a bizarre sight that was difficult to comprehend, considering the reputation of Gucheonnodo Simtong in Jianghu.
When the conversation between the two was over, Wonyang Jin-in secretly got lucky.
“Little Jangju, when would you like the emperor Cheonje to be?”
“Tomorrow morning. The sooner the sooner the better.”
"her! It's unreasonable to spend tomorrow morning. No matter how brief the stay is, minimum preparation is required, so let’s stay at noon.”
“I see. Can we go to the top of Nosojeong by noon?”
“We will prepare the ancestral rites, so the elder lord only needs to come. By the way, to which heavenly god do you plan to offer a sacrifice?”
“Gucheonhyeonna.”
“Are you saying that the Heavenly Emperor is held not by the Heavenly Lord, but by the Nine Heavenly Maidens?”
Jinin Wonyang looked at Yeonjeokha with puzzled eyes.
‘Cheonje’ literally means ‘sacrifices offered to God’.
Of course, Gucheonhyeonnyeo is also one of the gods of Taoism, but the Emperor of Heaven could be said to be excessive.
"why? Is there a law that says you can’t perform heavenly rites for the gucheonhyeonnyeo?”
“Honestly, isn’t Gucheonhyeonnyeo God?”
“Then don’t bother to call it a heavenly sacrifice, just hold a rite for the gucheonhyeonnyeo.”
“It would be better to think of the guru who will prepare the sacrifice. Let's do it to the nine heavenly maidens, not to the heavenly sacrifice.”
After confirming the type of rite, Wonyang Jinin stood up.
He thinks to hurry away because sitting with Yeon Jeok-ha for a long time will only lead to misunderstandings in the world.
“At the detached palace of Shangqing Palace, Zhaun Sanin will come and guide you. I'm going to have a cup of tea and rest in Deungunjeong for a while until he comes.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha, Namgung-yeon, and Simtong got up to see them off, Jin-in Wonyang quickly left, saying, "You've come a long way, so just rest."
Yeon Jeok-ha muttered admiringly as he watched Wonyang Jin-in walk away.
“Wow! He is a scholar of the Qing Dynasty, but he is a wonderful person who refuses to send off Murim’s late studies.”
Then, the worn-out Shimtong in Gangho spoke a word.
“It's not great, it's sleazy. He's doing that because he doesn't want to get involved with Confucius.”
“Tsk tsk! Dogs can only see poop in their eyes, so why are they so obsessed with everything? Even though we are from Green Forest, let's admit it. Kang Ho is not a savior. Yuanyang Jinin's Jin Don't distort the sim. am i right? sister?"
Namgungyeon frowned at her as her love interest stared at her with her twinkling eyes.
She seems to avoid rumours, but I don't know what kind of sincerity she is saying.
"What?"
"Yes? I have a stomach ache. Does the baby stop kick her?”
“Even if it’s frustrating, I ask you to be patient. I will be out of the world soon.”
An unexpected Shimtong intervened.
“The baby in the belly is also doing it because Confucius is frustrated.”
“What does an old man Shim who has never been married know? If you don’t even get married, they say you’re a child.”
At that, she couldn't even refute the Shimtong.
She was definitely on a road she had never been on before.
Not only in martial arts, but also in life.
As the tea cooled down to lukewarmness, Zaun Sanin came to visit with her disciples.
"Forgive me for being late. Bindo is said to be a Jaunsan person in charge of guiding the distinguished guests. I was a little late because I ordered the cleaning of the detached palace.”
“Welcome This is my wife, Namgung-yeon, and the other is Shimtong.”
The people of Zhaunsan greeted the people who called Yeonjeokha by name.
After the greeting, the Zaunsan people spoke politely.
“I will guide you to the royal palace now.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, Namgung-yeon, and Simtong stood up from their seats and followed Jaunsanin like ducklings following their mother.
Originally, the people of Zhaunsan would introduce the Qing sheng sect whenever they served distinguished guests, but today it was quiet.
It was because I didn't want to make a mistake in front of Namgung-yeon, who is known as the 10th lady.
It was already midnight when Yeon Jeok-ha and his party arrived at the detached palace of Shangcheong Palace.
When the Jaunsan people left after guiding them, Yeonjeokha grumbled.
“Wow! What are you doing? I'm hungry, but no one asks if I've had dinner? We're not even close, but we ask for food first. shit."
Chapter 782 - I will inform the Sichuan Murim and Heaven and Earth God that there is no relationship.
Sichuan Province.
Cheongseongsan.
Sulshicho (7 p.m.).
As the darkness slowly descended, a small carriage stopped in front of the Qingshengpa Mountain Gate.
Eventually, the carriage door opened and Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon got out.
In the meantime, Gucheonnodo's Shimtong, which jumped off the driver's seat, ran to Sanmun in one breath.
Two Taoists who were in charge of guarding the mountain gate naturally blocked the road.
The master of martial arts said to the approaching old man with a goatee.
“Stop. Tourists can only enter the mountain until the end of Shinshi (5:00 p.m.).”
“We are not incense burners. Go and tell Munin Jang that the chief of Seokgyeongjang has come to see Munin Jang.”
“Are you referring to the stone sutras in Namjiryeseong?”
“Yes.”
Stunned by those words, the master of martial arts hurriedly turned his gaze to the priest who was with him.
"I'll take the guests to Deungunjeong, so tell Jangmunin."
"yes."
Jeong Hak Dosa ran up the mountain like the wind.
Moments later, as Yeon Jeok-ha and Nam Gung-yeon approached, Master Muhak hurriedly greeted them.
“Yeon Jangju, I am Muhak, the third great disciple of the Cheongseong Sect. I will take care of you for a while until Jang Moon-in comes out.”
Yeon Jeok-ha nodded, and Muhak master guided Yeon Jeok-ha and his party to Deungunjeong.
It must have been about 15 minutes since Yeon Jeok-ha and his party were in Deungunjeong.
Wonyang Jin-in, a leader of the Qingsheng faction, led the elders to Deungunjeong.
As soon as Wonyang Jin-in saw Yeon Jeok-ha and his party, he smiled brightly and hid himself.
“Heh heh heh! how much is this? I heard that you two are married. If I had known in advance, I would have visited and congratulated you, but I only found out after I was seated at the Seokgyeongjang. It's late, but congratulations anyway.”
Of course, it's word of mouth.
At that time, the marriage between Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon was a hot topic in Kang-ho.
It's just that I didn't go to him because I wasn't familiar with him and the distance was too far.
When the rival Yuanyang Jin-in pretended to be friendly, he tilted his head, knowing that he had a problem with his memory.
But it didn't matter anyway.
He said that he came to Cheongseongpa only to hold ancestral rites.
“Thank you for being so welcoming, Mr. Jang. I came to Cheongseongpa because I had one request.”
At Yeon Jeok-ha's words, Wonyang Jin-in's heart sank.
He thought that he had come to inform him that Yeonjeokhe was going to war with the Sichuan Murim.
Although the Qingsheng faction is located in Sichuan, it is more influenced by the Hocheonmaeng than the Sichuan Murim.
It was the Qingsheng faction that delivered the warning of the Jeokha to the Sichuan Murim.
'hmm! I guess he came to ask me to leave this war.'
Wonyang Jin-in pondered for a moment.
It is true that during the days of Cheonji-Meng, he shared the joys and sorrows of Yeon Jeok-ha and his wife, albeit for a while. However, since the Qingsheng faction was located in Sichuan, they could not completely withdraw from the Sichuan Murim.
“I don’t know what kind of cheong it is, but the cheongseong faction is in Sichuan… … . We can't stand by the Sichuan Murim's affairs."
“What do you mean?”
"Weren't you trying to ask the Qingsheng Faction ahead of the fight against the Sichuan Murim?"
“Isn’t it? What is there to do besides asking you to fight the Sichuan Murim?”
“… … .”
Wonyang Jin-in looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a bewildered face.
It's called 'That Sichuan Murim'.
The power of Sacheon Murim surpasses that of Gangnam.
That's why the Namgung family, the leader of Gangnam Murim, has only been wrestling so far.
But I wonder what kind of situation this is.
‘Yeonjeokha inaction is a little less than that of a teenage master… … . What kind of confidence is that?'
But I couldn't ask for it at this point.
He thought the words of Yeonjeokha as the stroke of a young master, and listened to them with one ear.
“What is cheong?”
“I want you to hold a heavenly rite at Mt. Cheongseong.”
At the unexpected words, Wonyang Jin-in only blinked his eyes, but couldn't say anything.
Considering the situation Yeon Jeok-ha is now in, Cheon-je was indeed an absurd comment.
“Are you using the ancestral rite as an excuse to show off the closeness between the Qingsong faction and Yeonjangju? As I said, the Qingsheng faction is in Sichuan and represents the will of the Sichuan Murim... … .”
“Huh, Jang Moon-in? Why do you keep going ahead alone? We do not receive help from other forces to deal with the Sichuan Murim.”
“Does that mean that Seokgyeongjang will fight the Sichuan Murim alone?”
Wonyang Jin-in secretly looked at Namgung-yeon.
She said that no matter how sky-high her abilities, she couldn't face the entire Sichuan Wurim, so I don't know why she's like that.
‘Moreover, it seems that the breakup is about to happen… … .’
No matter how great a strategist Namgung-yeon is, he can't fight the Sichuan Murim with that body.
"that's right. Seokgyeongjang is alone.”
Despite Yeon Jeok-ha's answer, Jin-in Wonyang did not take his doubts away.
Then Shimtong that had been listening with a nonchalant face next to him interrupted.
“Jang Moon-in, our Yeon Jang-joo, won’t even get help from Gangnam Murim.”
Wonyang Jin-in looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a startled face.
“Little Jangju, is that true?”
“Right? What are you so surprised about? feel sorry for people.”
“Hum, excuse me. I'm saying this because of the relationship that once belonged to Yeon Jang-ju and the Cheonji League. The Gangnam Murim can't touch the Sacheon Murim, but Seokgyeongjang will fight alone... … . I think I'm a little overthinking it."
“Thank you for your words. There is only one thing I want from the Qingsheng faction. I wish I could help you live the heavenly ritual.”
Wonyang Jin-in thought for a moment and nodded his head.
“Okay. If Kite Zhuang was merely the owner of the Stone Sutra, he would have refused. It was the right time, so I didn't want to go up and down in people's mouths alongside the stone sutras. However, before the Jangju of the Seokgyeongjang, he was a disciple of a shaman. If Dou (道友) is going to live in heaven, I think it's appropriate to help. However, as I said, the Cheongseong faction will help Seok Jang-ju until the end of Heaven. I will inform the Sichuan Murim that our relationship is nothing more and nothing less. Still, will you live in the Qingsheng faction?"
I laughed at his words.
Until the end, Wonyang Jin-in seemed to think that he was trying to take advantage of the reputation of the Qingsheng faction.
“Please do so. You can't put even a spoonful of Cheongseongpa on the table I've set. Jang Moon-in, please promise to do so after this time.”
Then, in spite of himself, Wonyang Jin-in took a step further.
“I promise. I would like to inform the Sichuan Murim and Heaven and Earth Gods that we, the Cheongseong Sect, have nothing to do with Yeonjangju.”
At this point, he clearly stated the position of the Qingcheng faction by arranging his relationship with Yeon Jeok-ha.
And he added a word as if he was sorry.
“But as an assistant, I will definitely help you with Yeonjangju’s heavenly sacrifice.”
"ah! Regarding the Heavenly Emperor, I ask you one more favor.”
“What more do you need?”
“Cheonje will be living alone, but in the meantime, please make a place for Namgung’s sister to stay.”
“How long are you going to live in Heaven?”
“It won't take long. How many days at most?”
“Okay. A lodging for Namgung's wife is prepared near the Cheonje ceremony. But where do you want the emperor to live? There are altars in Sangcheong Palace, Cheonsa-dong, and Geonbok Palace.”
“It would be nice to have a quiet place, but is there anywhere else?”
“There is an open-air altar on top of Nosojeong, the main peak of Mt. Cheongseong, which is rarely used.”
It was an open-air altar, as you said, but it was just an altar made of rocks.
By the way, I liked the open-air altar.
“I’ll do it at the open-air altar in Nosojeong.”
“Well, if you want to make it the open-air altar for Noh So-jeong, I will drop down Sangcheong Palace’s detached palace as the residence of Namgung’s wife.”
"really! Is there a good doctor or midwife nearby?”
“There is no one to help with the birth. It's quite a long way to go... … .”
“Then I'll have to hire a doctor or a midwife for a few days. Old Sim?”
"yes."
“Go to a nearby village, explain the situation, and bring a doctor or midwife. And let me spend a few days with my sister in the royal palace. They won’t hate it if I offer to pay generously.”
"All right."
Wonyang Jin-in looked at the shimtong with strange eyes, like a servant of Yeon Jeok-ha.
It was a bizarre sight that was difficult to comprehend, considering the reputation of Gucheonnodo Simtong in Jianghu.
When the conversation between the two was over, Wonyang Jin-in secretly got lucky.
“Little Jangju, when would you like the emperor Cheonje to be?”
“Tomorrow morning. The sooner the sooner the better.”
"her! It's unreasonable to spend tomorrow morning. No matter how brief the stay is, minimum preparation is required, so let’s stay at noon.”
“I see. Can we go to the top of Nosojeong by noon?”
“We will prepare the ancestral rites, so the elder lord only needs to come. By the way, to which heavenly god do you plan to offer a sacrifice?”
“Gucheonhyeonna.”
“Are you saying that the Heavenly Emperor is held not by the Heavenly Lord, but by the Nine Heavenly Maidens?”
Jinin Wonyang looked at Yeonjeokha with puzzled eyes.
‘Cheonje’ literally means ‘sacrifices offered to God’.
Of course, Gucheonhyeonnyeo is also one of the gods of Taoism, but the Emperor of Heaven could be said to be excessive.
"why? Is there a law that says you can’t perform heavenly rites for the gucheonhyeonnyeo?”
“Honestly, isn’t Gucheonhyeonnyeo God?”
“Then don’t bother to call it a heavenly sacrifice, just hold a rite for the gucheonhyeonnyeo.”
“It would be better to think of the guru who will prepare the sacrifice. Let's do it to the nine heavenly maidens, not to the heavenly sacrifice.”
After confirming the type of rite, Wonyang Jinin stood up.
He thinks to hurry away because sitting with Yeon Jeok-ha for a long time will only lead to misunderstandings in the world.
“At the detached palace of Shangqing Palace, Zhaun Sanin will come and guide you. I'm going to have a cup of tea and rest in Deungunjeong for a while until he comes.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha, Namgung-yeon, and Simtong got up to see them off, Jin-in Wonyang quickly left, saying, "You've come a long way, so just rest."
Yeon Jeok-ha muttered admiringly as he watched Wonyang Jin-in walk away.
“Wow! He is a scholar of the Qing Dynasty, but he is a wonderful person who refuses to send off Murim’s late studies.”
Then, the worn-out Shimtong in Gangho spoke a word.
“It's not great, it's sleazy. He's doing that because he doesn't want to get involved with Confucius.”
“Tsk tsk! Dogs can only see poop in their eyes, so why are they so obsessed with everything? Even though we are from Green Forest, let's admit it. Kang Ho is not a savior. Yuanyang Jinin's Jin Don't distort the sim. am i right? sister?"
Namgungyeon frowned at her as her love interest stared at her with her twinkling eyes.
She seems to avoid rumours, but I don't know what kind of sincerity she is saying.
"What?"
"Yes? I have a stomach ache. Does the baby stop kick her?”
“Even if it’s frustrating, I ask you to be patient. I will be out of the world soon.”
An unexpected Shimtong intervened.
“The baby in the belly is also doing it because Confucius is frustrated.”
“What does an old man Shim who has never been married know? If you don’t even get married, they say you’re a child.”
At that, she couldn't even refute the Shimtong.
She was definitely on a road she had never been on before.
Not only in martial arts, but also in life.
As the tea cooled down to lukewarmness, Zaun Sanin came to visit with her disciples.
"Forgive me for being late. Bindo is said to be a Jaunsan person in charge of guiding the distinguished guests. I was a little late because I ordered the cleaning of the detached palace.”
“Welcome This is my wife, Namgung-yeon, and the other is Shimtong.”
The people of Zhaunsan greeted the people who called Yeonjeokha by name.
After the greeting, the Zaunsan people spoke politely.
“I will guide you to the royal palace now.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, Namgung-yeon, and Simtong stood up from their seats and followed Jaunsanin like ducklings following their mother.
Originally, the people of Zhaunsan would introduce the Qing sheng sect whenever they served distinguished guests, but today it was quiet.
It was because I didn't want to make a mistake in front of Namgung-yeon, who is known as the 10th lady.
It was already midnight when Yeon Jeok-ha and his party arrived at the detached palace of Shangcheong Palace.
When the Jaunsan people left after guiding them, Yeonjeokha grumbled.
“Wow! What are you doing? I'm hungry, but no one asks if I've had dinner? We're not even close, but we ask for food first. shit."
