Chapter 784 - I guess there is a real meaning of the sky
Qingcheng faction.
Shangcheng Palace.
around dusk.
Namgung-yeon, the eldest daughter of the ten warlords, was at a loss for what to do with a sudden stomach-ache.
It was her unpaid notice, but her knowledge was of no avail as far as her own childbirth was concerned.
As she was distressed, the midwife boiled her water and prepared something like a clean cloth.
Namgung-yeon, who was sitting on her bed and was sweating coldly, asked the midwife.
“When do you think the baby will be born?”
“Madame, it is difficult to say anything about childbirth because each person is different.”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t get it right.”
“Do you feel the pain continuously at intervals within half an arc (about 7 minutes)?”
"no. I am not sick regularly yet.”
“Then you will give birth tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”
"ha."
Namgungyeon sighed softly.
Of course, it's not that she doesn't know about the process of giving birth.
However, the shock she received when she returned to Gangho, or the fatigue of the long journey, made her childbirth different from others.
The midwife, who was watching her troubled, said with a smile.
“Even after regular pain comes, at least half a day is required before having a baby, so eat comfortably.”
“It won’t be past the day after tomorrow at the latest, right?”
"yes. I think you will give birth tomorrow night or the day after tomorrow.”
"okay."
A bitter smile appeared on Namgungyeon lips.
Before that, she thought that she had to cut off the baby's karma, so her heart was heavy.
As her expression darkened, the midwife offered comforting words.
"Do not worry too much. First of all, since the madam is healthy, and the ruler is also performing ancestral rites for her with utmost sincerity, the delivery should be smooth.”
"Thank you."
Namgungyeon smiled.
At that time, Yeonjeokha and Simtong returned to her villa.
Judging from the dark expressions on their faces, it seems that things haven't worked out as expected.
When Yeon Jeok-ha entered the room, the midwife greeted her as if taking a shift and left.
Namgungyeon asked, squinting her eyes at the pain that just in time pushed through her lower abdomen.
“Isn’t it okay?”
"yes. It's not as easy as you think.”
"I see. The midwife says the baby will come out by dawn the day after tomorrow at the latest.”
“… … .”
The young man's face hardened slightly.
That is because tomorrow's ancestral rite is the same as saying that it is the last chance.
The two of them didn't say anything for a long time, with their minds complicated.
The first to break the silence is Namgung-yeon.
“What are you going to do if there is no response from Hyeon-gu by tomorrow?”
“At that time, I’m going to post at least Taeilcho.”
Namgungyeon said carefully.
“You don’t have to be too obsessed with Gucheonhyeonnyeo. I think my baby comes first.”
“Of course.”
Yeon Jeok-ha glanced at Namgung-yeon.
She felt strange when she, who looked exactly like Gucheon Hyeonnyeo, said something like that.
"sister."
"huh?"
“Did I tell you? She says Gucheon Hyeonnyeo and sister look alike.”
"huh."
“If Gucheon Hyeonnyeo does not respond by tomorrow evening, she will go to Cheoncheon-dong.”
It is said that they will spend Taeilcho in Cheonsa-dong.
Namgungyeon, knowing his belief in her nine-hundred sage, smiled faintly and nodded her head.
***
the next morning.
The open-air altar at the top of Noh So-jeong.
As soon as Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong finished breakfast, they went up to the open-air altar.
The Qingcheng sect leaders came out and held a ancestral rite, just like yesterday.
When it was time to read the ancestral rite again, Yeonjeokha stepped forward to the altar.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who thought that today was the last time, called the name of Gucheonhyeonnyeo in a solemn tone.
“Gucheon Hyeonnyeo, who dwells high in Gucheon! You must be busy assisting Seongmowongun in Samcheong, but my disciple Yeon Jeok-ha has an important business and wants to see you! Please answer the call of a disciple!”
Still, when he was quiet, he shouted out loud the incantation of Gucheonhyeonnyeo's advent.
“Obong (吾奉) Gucheon Hyeonnyeo!”
wheein-.
A cool wind blew through the mountaintop once, but that was it.
Gucheonhyeonnyeo did not respond.
I even raised the agitated spirit of the series and memorized the descending spell of Gucheon Hyeonnyeo.
“Obong Gucheon Hyeonnyeo!”
Cheongseongsan Mountain vibrated once at the cry carrying the aura of the Musang.
The priests of the Cheongseong sect, who had come out to help with the ritual, collapsed on their knees as their knees gave out.
The master of public affairs opened his mouth wide and looked up at Yeonjeokha.
'How can a human have such power... … .’
Yeonjeokha's cry was like the lion's roar of a god.
The moment he heard that sound, his limbs went limp and his mind went blank.
'Yeon jeokha is worse than a teenage master?'
Rumors are wildly wrong.
Even if you're a teenage master, you can't put down the Qingsheng faction masters with just the Lion's Roar.
But now, the only people standing at the summit of Lao Shao-jeong are Yeon Je-ha and Shim Tong.
He thought Kang Ho's rumors about Gu Cheon-no-do's Shimtong were also completely wrong.
His heart was silently accepting the lion's roar, which he, a disciple of Lee, could not stand.
'I have to inform the master.'
Yeonjeokha, the owner of the Seokgyeongjang, is really only interested in ancestral rites.
It would be foolish to oppose him.
The Cheongseong faction said that they should keep their distance from the Sichuan Murim.
Yeon Jeokha wholeheartedly called out the name of Gucheonhyeonnyeo, but Gucheonhyeonnyeo never responded.
The stone altar collapsed at his fierce cry.
The altar was demolished, but the Cheongseongpa guru did not open their mouths and only looked at Yeonjeokha.
Gongmu Dosa, together with other Taoists behind the altar, memorized the incantation to purify heaven and earth.
It was past lunchtime, but I couldn't even say that I would go first.
Unlike yesterday, when they were talking now, they were sharpening their blades.
So, as his instinct told him, the Gongmu guru lowered his eyes and waited for Yeonjeokha to stop on its own.
However, they continued to chant the Advent Mantra until Mt. Cheongseong turned red in the setting sun.
It was so terrible that the viewer felt the thrill.
As dusk began to descend, the master of public affairs secretly looked under the jeokha lines.
He couldn't understand why Yeon Jeok-ha was so desperate to find Gu-cheon-hyeon-nyeo. It is because there is nothing that can not be achieved in Gangho with that level of inaction.
“… … Obong Gucheon Hyeonnyeo !”
At the end of the Advent spell, I suddenly had a dry cough that made me sick.
The Advent spell, which had been going on since it began in the morning, stopped for the first time.
After coughing several times, he straightened his back.
The word baekcheokgandu touched my bones.
But I had no intention of taking a step forward here.
If this was his own problem, he would have run to the end with 'progress'.
But the fate of the unborn baby is at stake.
Even if he knew a clear solution, he couldn't cling to Gucheonhyeonnyeo endlessly.
‘Gucheonhyeonnyeo, you can call me a selfish bastard. That doesn't mean I'm betraying Lady Gucheon. As old man Shim said, she relies on both Gucheon Hyeonnyeo and Taeil Shin.’
He trudged and walked toward the Qingsheng-pa guru who turned around without regret.
“Government Master?”
"yes!"
A middle-aged civil affairs guru answered loudly, like a new disciple who had just started.
"I'm sorry, but I'd like to hold another ancestral rite after dinner."
"yes! I will have it ready.”
"thank you. We will use the altar in Cheonsadong, so please prepare there.”
"ah! Are you not Noh So-jeong, but Cheon-sa-dong?”
"yes."
"All right. I will prepare for Cheonsa-dong. Can we do it together with the open-air altar here?”
“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t say anything important. The ancestral rite in Cheoncheon-dong is Taeilcho.”
“Taeilcho? Is it a choje (醮祭)?”
As if to confirm, the government official asked again.
Choje is definitely offered at night, but this is because alcohol, cloth, cotton, food, and pyebaek must be used as sacrifices.
"that's right."
“Yes, I will prepare Taeilcho in Cheonsa-dong.”
Although he was starving all day, the master of public affairs treated Yeonjeokha with utmost sincerity.
***
Cheongseong faction.
Shangcheng Palace.
The couple trudged and returned to the villa.
Shimtong, understanding his complicated heart, didn't say anything from start to finish.
When Yeon Jeok-ha returned, the midwife was away.
Just before her midwife left her room, her sister-in-law stopped her.
"madam. How is my wife?”
“Madam is in good health. However, since it is a first acid, it will take longer than expected.”
“When do you think the baby will be born?”
“Since the dew shone a little while ago, I think you’d better prepare your mind.”
“Baby going to be born soon?”
“Not yet, but soon the period of labor will be shorter. You can think of it as the start of childbirth at that time.”
“baby is coming?”
Yeonjeokha's voice rose slightly.
Then the midwife waved his hand and said:
“Ayu! no. Even then, it will take half a day more. A baby doesn't come out right away because it hurts like poop... … . Ouch! I'm sorry. I compared it to something dirty. Stop telling me that it started from then.”
“Ah, yes. Then, even after the birth begins, you still have to wait half a day, right?”
"that's right. Even if I can't do it, I have to go through colic for six hours (12 hours). Men think babies will come out on their own, but they don’t.”
"okay. Please take good care.”
“Sir, if the contraction cycle suddenly shortens, please call me.”
"Okay."
When the midwife left, he sat down on a corner of the bed where Namgungyeon was lying.
Seeing the bitter expression on his face, Namgungyeon said cautiously.
“Isn’t it okay?”
"I'm going to spend Taeilcho at Cheonsa-dong later."
“Yeah, don’t worry too much. there's no time to wait Gucheonhyeonnyeo will understand.”
Suddenly, a shotgun trick flowed out of his mouth.
"ha! I think I know now. It seems that the will of heaven is real.”
"why?"
“Of course, I thought Gucheonhyeonnyeo would help. However, Taeil-sin, who did not even know about it, told me to hold the first ceremony. Actually, Gucheonhyeonnyeo is silent. It's so far from my thoughts, I think I'll do it no matter what happens now."
“Is that so? But don't be too disappointed because heaven helps those who help themselves. ah!"
Namgungyeon let out a moan involuntarily at her sudden contraction.
I looked at her complexion with the anxious face of her.
Namgungyeon, who had been at ease for a moment, frowned at her again.
cycle of pain It seemed to have shortened itself.
Then, with the sound of ‘pok!’, something flowed from the lower part of the body, and Namgung-yeon, startled, shouted.
“Call the midwife! The baby is coming out!”
At that she sprang out like a tiger, and called for the matriarch, and let her into her room.
And she ran towards Angel Dong.
Her mind was filled with thoughts of spending Taeilcho as soon as possible.
As she ran away from Shangcheng Palace, he saw a shabby shrine.
Through the slightly open door, I could see the celestial gods painted on the wall in front.
One of them caught his attention.
She is a nine-heaven maiden.
Then jeokha, who was running hastily, turned to the shrine as if being led.
She was going to say a final goodbye and go.
Entering the shrine, he paused at the bronze mirror hanging on one wall.
Then he suddenly recalled the scene of the nine-year-old woman he had seen in the warehouse and approached the mirror.
On the other side of the blurry mirror, he saw his mature self.
In an instant, the emotions were mixed.
He managed to control his dejected feelings, but suddenly the mirror was filled with clouds.
Chapter 784 - I guess there is a real meaning of the sky
Qingcheng faction.
Shangcheng Palace.
around dusk.
Namgung-yeon, the eldest daughter of the ten warlords, was at a loss for what to do with a sudden stomach-ache.
It was her unpaid notice, but her knowledge was of no avail as far as her own childbirth was concerned.
As she was distressed, the midwife boiled her water and prepared something like a clean cloth.
Namgung-yeon, who was sitting on her bed and was sweating coldly, asked the midwife.
“When do you think the baby will be born?”
“Madame, it is difficult to say anything about childbirth because each person is different.”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t get it right.”
“Do you feel the pain continuously at intervals within half an arc (about 7 minutes)?”
"no. I am not sick regularly yet.”
“Then you will give birth tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”
"ha."
Namgungyeon sighed softly.
Of course, it's not that she doesn't know about the process of giving birth.
However, the shock she received when she returned to Gangho, or the fatigue of the long journey, made her childbirth different from others.
The midwife, who was watching her troubled, said with a smile.
“Even after regular pain comes, at least half a day is required before having a baby, so eat comfortably.”
“It won’t be past the day after tomorrow at the latest, right?”
"yes. I think you will give birth tomorrow night or the day after tomorrow.”
"okay."
A bitter smile appeared on Namgungyeon lips.
Before that, she thought that she had to cut off the baby's karma, so her heart was heavy.
As her expression darkened, the midwife offered comforting words.
"Do not worry too much. First of all, since the madam is healthy, and the ruler is also performing ancestral rites for her with utmost sincerity, the delivery should be smooth.”
"Thank you."
Namgungyeon smiled.
At that time, Yeonjeokha and Simtong returned to her villa.
Judging from the dark expressions on their faces, it seems that things haven't worked out as expected.
When Yeon Jeok-ha entered the room, the midwife greeted her as if taking a shift and left.
Namgungyeon asked, squinting her eyes at the pain that just in time pushed through her lower abdomen.
“Isn’t it okay?”
"yes. It's not as easy as you think.”
"I see. The midwife says the baby will come out by dawn the day after tomorrow at the latest.”
“… … .”
The young man's face hardened slightly.
That is because tomorrow's ancestral rite is the same as saying that it is the last chance.
The two of them didn't say anything for a long time, with their minds complicated.
The first to break the silence is Namgung-yeon.
“What are you going to do if there is no response from Hyeon-gu by tomorrow?”
“At that time, I’m going to post at least Taeilcho.”
Namgungyeon said carefully.
“You don’t have to be too obsessed with Gucheonhyeonnyeo. I think my baby comes first.”
“Of course.”
Yeon Jeok-ha glanced at Namgung-yeon.
She felt strange when she, who looked exactly like Gucheon Hyeonnyeo, said something like that.
"sister."
"huh?"
“Did I tell you? She says Gucheon Hyeonnyeo and sister look alike.”
"huh."
“If Gucheon Hyeonnyeo does not respond by tomorrow evening, she will go to Cheoncheon-dong.”
It is said that they will spend Taeilcho in Cheonsa-dong.
Namgungyeon, knowing his belief in her nine-hundred sage, smiled faintly and nodded her head.
***
the next morning.
The open-air altar at the top of Noh So-jeong.
As soon as Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong finished breakfast, they went up to the open-air altar.
The Qingcheng sect leaders came out and held a ancestral rite, just like yesterday.
When it was time to read the ancestral rite again, Yeonjeokha stepped forward to the altar.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who thought that today was the last time, called the name of Gucheonhyeonnyeo in a solemn tone.
“Gucheon Hyeonnyeo, who dwells high in Gucheon! You must be busy assisting Seongmowongun in Samcheong, but my disciple Yeon Jeok-ha has an important business and wants to see you! Please answer the call of a disciple!”
Still, when he was quiet, he shouted out loud the incantation of Gucheonhyeonnyeo's advent.
“Obong (吾奉) Gucheon Hyeonnyeo!”
wheein-.
A cool wind blew through the mountaintop once, but that was it.
Gucheonhyeonnyeo did not respond.
I even raised the agitated spirit of the series and memorized the descending spell of Gucheon Hyeonnyeo.
“Obong Gucheon Hyeonnyeo!”
Cheongseongsan Mountain vibrated once at the cry carrying the aura of the Musang.
The priests of the Cheongseong sect, who had come out to help with the ritual, collapsed on their knees as their knees gave out.
The master of public affairs opened his mouth wide and looked up at Yeonjeokha.
'How can a human have such power... … .’
Yeonjeokha's cry was like the lion's roar of a god.
The moment he heard that sound, his limbs went limp and his mind went blank.
'Yeon jeokha is worse than a teenage master?'
Rumors are wildly wrong.
Even if you're a teenage master, you can't put down the Qingsheng faction masters with just the Lion's Roar.
But now, the only people standing at the summit of Lao Shao-jeong are Yeon Je-ha and Shim Tong.
He thought Kang Ho's rumors about Gu Cheon-no-do's Shimtong were also completely wrong.
His heart was silently accepting the lion's roar, which he, a disciple of Lee, could not stand.
'I have to inform the master.'
Yeonjeokha, the owner of the Seokgyeongjang, is really only interested in ancestral rites.
It would be foolish to oppose him.
The Cheongseong faction said that they should keep their distance from the Sichuan Murim.
Yeon Jeokha wholeheartedly called out the name of Gucheonhyeonnyeo, but Gucheonhyeonnyeo never responded.
The stone altar collapsed at his fierce cry.
The altar was demolished, but the Cheongseongpa guru did not open their mouths and only looked at Yeonjeokha.
Gongmu Dosa, together with other Taoists behind the altar, memorized the incantation to purify heaven and earth.
It was past lunchtime, but I couldn't even say that I would go first.
Unlike yesterday, when they were talking now, they were sharpening their blades.
So, as his instinct told him, the Gongmu guru lowered his eyes and waited for Yeonjeokha to stop on its own.
However, they continued to chant the Advent Mantra until Mt. Cheongseong turned red in the setting sun.
It was so terrible that the viewer felt the thrill.
As dusk began to descend, the master of public affairs secretly looked under the jeokha lines.
He couldn't understand why Yeon Jeok-ha was so desperate to find Gu-cheon-hyeon-nyeo. It is because there is nothing that can not be achieved in Gangho with that level of inaction.
“… … Obong Gucheon Hyeonnyeo !”
At the end of the Advent spell, I suddenly had a dry cough that made me sick.
The Advent spell, which had been going on since it began in the morning, stopped for the first time.
After coughing several times, he straightened his back.
The word baekcheokgandu touched my bones.
But I had no intention of taking a step forward here.
If this was his own problem, he would have run to the end with 'progress'.
But the fate of the unborn baby is at stake.
Even if he knew a clear solution, he couldn't cling to Gucheonhyeonnyeo endlessly.
‘Gucheonhyeonnyeo, you can call me a selfish bastard. That doesn't mean I'm betraying Lady Gucheon. As old man Shim said, she relies on both Gucheon Hyeonnyeo and Taeil Shin.’
He trudged and walked toward the Qingsheng-pa guru who turned around without regret.
“Government Master?”
"yes!"
A middle-aged civil affairs guru answered loudly, like a new disciple who had just started.
"I'm sorry, but I'd like to hold another ancestral rite after dinner."
"yes! I will have it ready.”
"thank you. We will use the altar in Cheonsadong, so please prepare there.”
"ah! Are you not Noh So-jeong, but Cheon-sa-dong?”
"yes."
"All right. I will prepare for Cheonsa-dong. Can we do it together with the open-air altar here?”
“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t say anything important. The ancestral rite in Cheoncheon-dong is Taeilcho.”
“Taeilcho? Is it a choje (醮祭)?”
As if to confirm, the government official asked again.
Choje is definitely offered at night, but this is because alcohol, cloth, cotton, food, and pyebaek must be used as sacrifices.
"that's right."
“Yes, I will prepare Taeilcho in Cheonsa-dong.”
Although he was starving all day, the master of public affairs treated Yeonjeokha with utmost sincerity.
***
Cheongseong faction.
Shangcheng Palace.
The couple trudged and returned to the villa.
Shimtong, understanding his complicated heart, didn't say anything from start to finish.
When Yeon Jeok-ha returned, the midwife was away.
Just before her midwife left her room, her sister-in-law stopped her.
"madam. How is my wife?”
“Madam is in good health. However, since it is a first acid, it will take longer than expected.”
“When do you think the baby will be born?”
“Since the dew shone a little while ago, I think you’d better prepare your mind.”
“Baby going to be born soon?”
“Not yet, but soon the period of labor will be shorter. You can think of it as the start of childbirth at that time.”
“baby is coming?”
Yeonjeokha's voice rose slightly.
Then the midwife waved his hand and said:
“Ayu! no. Even then, it will take half a day more. A baby doesn't come out right away because it hurts like poop... … . Ouch! I'm sorry. I compared it to something dirty. Stop telling me that it started from then.”
“Ah, yes. Then, even after the birth begins, you still have to wait half a day, right?”
"that's right. Even if I can't do it, I have to go through colic for six hours (12 hours). Men think babies will come out on their own, but they don’t.”
"okay. Please take good care.”
“Sir, if the contraction cycle suddenly shortens, please call me.”
"Okay."
When the midwife left, he sat down on a corner of the bed where Namgungyeon was lying.
Seeing the bitter expression on his face, Namgungyeon said cautiously.
“Isn’t it okay?”
"I'm going to spend Taeilcho at Cheonsa-dong later."
“Yeah, don’t worry too much. there's no time to wait Gucheonhyeonnyeo will understand.”
Suddenly, a shotgun trick flowed out of his mouth.
"ha! I think I know now. It seems that the will of heaven is real.”
"why?"
“Of course, I thought Gucheonhyeonnyeo would help. However, Taeil-sin, who did not even know about it, told me to hold the first ceremony. Actually, Gucheonhyeonnyeo is silent. It's so far from my thoughts, I think I'll do it no matter what happens now."
“Is that so? But don't be too disappointed because heaven helps those who help themselves. ah!"
Namgungyeon let out a moan involuntarily at her sudden contraction.
I looked at her complexion with the anxious face of her.
Namgungyeon, who had been at ease for a moment, frowned at her again.
cycle of pain It seemed to have shortened itself.
Then, with the sound of ‘pok!’, something flowed from the lower part of the body, and Namgung-yeon, startled, shouted.
“Call the midwife! The baby is coming out!”
At that she sprang out like a tiger, and called for the matriarch, and let her into her room.
And she ran towards Angel Dong.
Her mind was filled with thoughts of spending Taeilcho as soon as possible.
As she ran away from Shangcheng Palace, he saw a shabby shrine.
Through the slightly open door, I could see the celestial gods painted on the wall in front.
One of them caught his attention.
She is a nine-heaven maiden.
Then jeokha, who was running hastily, turned to the shrine as if being led.
She was going to say a final goodbye and go.
Entering the shrine, he paused at the bronze mirror hanging on one wall.
Then he suddenly recalled the scene of the nine-year-old woman he had seen in the warehouse and approached the mirror.
On the other side of the blurry mirror, he saw his mature self.
In an instant, the emotions were mixed.
He managed to control his dejected feelings, but suddenly the mirror was filled with clouds.
