Chapter 797 - Okay, where do you belong?
As if she had given up on everything, Soyang's face hardened for an instant as she confided in her.
Her heart was poisoned, but when Podu came to visit her, she was scared.
Cursing popular religions today is like treason.
In the country, not only words, but also mobilized the golden chair to capture them.
And those who were taken away never came back.
Han So-yang wanted to hold on to the end, but he couldn't because of the young man and the two girls.
"ha! I'm obsessive. To mobilize so many police officers to catch me... … . I guess that's all there is to it. I can't let other people suffer because of me... … .”
At that time, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting across from him, opened the carriage window and said.
“There, uncle. W Did you say Podu?”
Dujiangyan Pudu Yeo Qingfeng looked at the young man with an absurd face.
He revealed his position, which is ‘the man over there’.
Swearing rose from within, but he suppressed it with superhuman patience.
This is the position of the Pozole.
He can reign like a tiger to common people, but he must crawl like a dog in the presence of powerful people.
This is because the police officer is the lowest and humblest position in the government.
“Yes, but who is Confucius?”
“You don’t know who I am, how much is it?”
“… … .”
Yeo Qingfeng Budu trembled at the sense of contempt, but he did not show it.
In his heart, after pouring out the swearing gourd, he secretly wanted to call out ten hermits.
A police officer receives ten hermits a year.
Since the cost of living for a family is about one hermit nyang per month, it is difficult to live on ten hermit nyang a year.
For that reason, most of the police extorted money from the people.
Looking at what he was doing, it seemed that the young man had been exchanging money with the police for a long time.
In my heart, I want to do that too, but today I can't.
It's because the golden guard is watching from behind.
“Heh, stop talking nonsense and tell me who you are.”
As the story got longer, the police officers rushed around the wagon.
Belatedly, Yeo Qing Feng radiated the dignity of Po Du to the fullest.
“Your ear canal is blocked! Tell me where you are and who you are!”
"I'm a relative of Seokgyeongjang."
“Where is the stone sutra? Don't talk like that unless you're in Yeogang County.”
“Is Yeo Kang-hyeon’s stone sutras correct?”
“… … .”
At first, Yeo Qingfeng only thought that the young man was making fun of her.
So, just as I was about to get angry, a cold voice came from the driver's seat.
“Did you say Yeocheongpung? Stop fooling around and open the road.”
The coachman entered Yeo Cheong-pung's eyes, who reflexively turned his head.
The old man with the goatee felt prayer like a mountain.
His gaze unwittingly turned to the old man's waist.
'omg! It's a golden river!'
It was about the size of a hair-growth bat used by the police, and it was definitely a diamond.
“Are you a old-timer, too?”
"Other than me, who else in the world can drive the old man's carriage?"
Simtong spoke as if driving a wagon was a government job.
No matter who hears it, it's nonsense, but the police officers didn't dare to laugh and looked away.
“Now, please wait a moment.”
Yeo Qingfeng knew that it was not something he could handle, and he hurriedly rushed to the golden ranks.
As Yeo Qing Feng came running, the two Golden Guards frowned.
Jo Myung-hwa, a small flag, raised his chin and asked.
"What's going on?"
“I was going to come and check the wagon… … . The lord of the Seokgyeongjang is riding.”
“Seokgyeongjang? Are you sure you are referring to the stone sutras of Yeogang-hyeon?”
"That's right. The coachman called himself Gucheonnodo.”
Jo Myung-hwa smacked her lips with a confused expression.
It was famous among rivers that Gucheonnodo followed Yeonjeokha like a shadow.
"so?"
“Gucheonnodo is telling me to open the road. What should I do?”
Cho Myung-hwa, thinking deeply, moved toward the carriage with his subordinates.
As he approached the carriage, the old man in the driver's seat glared at him, squinting his eyes.
What he is doing is indeed from Madou of Green Forest.
'It's really an old-fashioned tool.'
Cho Myung-hwa sensed that the old man's inaction was excellent at once, as expected of the golden guard.
But he himself is on top of the gold that enforces the emperor.
Seokgyeongjang Yeon Jeok-ha, no matter how good he is at Murim, must obey his orders.
“Hum! The main building is the lighting of the golden chair. He came to do weightlifting by order of the emperor.”
“I am from Seokgyeongjang.”
Yeonjeokha looked at Jo Myunghwa with meaningful eyes.
Considering the relationship between himself and gold, it was natural for his opponent to step down at this point.
However, Jo Myung-hwa said something unexpected.
“I would be grateful if Yeonjangju would cooperate with the main building.”
“What if cooperation?”
“Let me examine the wagon.”
Jo Myung-hwa's words filled me with energy.
At times, he floated the 'outside inspection' or 'hidden sword of the emperor' and said that he would investigate the carriage he rode.
Belatedly, he thought that there might be a sect on the throne.
'Wait, did I say that it is divided into a southward and a northward direction?'
Since he worked with the Southern Jin, he might not have known if the other party belonged to the Northern Jin.
“It’s done. Where do you belong?”
“… … .”
Cho Myung-hwa was moved by Yeon Jeok-ha's words, but she held it in for now.
The reason why I just go out in front of the golden chair is because I think there is a back stomach.
“I didn’t say it was a golden chair.”
"I mean, I'm asking whether it's going south or north."
In an instant, Jo Myung-hwa had a hunch that things would not go well.
It was because Yeon Jeok-ha knew well about the position of Jin to the extent that he argued about the southern and northern Jin.
“Belongs to Northern Jin.”
“What is your position?”
“I hope.”
Yeon Jeok-ha stared at the Jo Myung-hwa and said.
"wait? where did you see the face Do we know each other?”
“I think I saw you in the inn this morning.”
"Oh right. It's the person I saw in the inn. I got used to it somehow. It’s a relationship.”
Jo Myung-hwa was annoyed when Yeon Jeok-ha stood up and talked nonsense about her.
'no! What nonsense are you asking me to cooperate with the investigation?'
It's time he was just about to say something.
“Joe Sogi. To inspect my wagon, at least a North Jin warrior would have to come. Old Sim, what are you doing? Let's go.”
As if waiting, then Shimtong shook the reins.
As the wagon rattled and moved, the police officers split left and right.
The carriage made its way through the police and moved out of the village.
Jo Myung-hwa glared at the carriage with angry eyes, but did not dare to block it.
When the opponent mentioned the North Jin Musa, he naturally shrank.
Jo Myung-hwa's subordinate, Yeosu-dam, asked cautiously.
“Joe Sogi, what should I do?”
“You secretly chase the carriage. I will report today’s work to the upper level.”
“Honorable name!”
Yeosudam immediately rode his horse, which he had tethered nearby, and chased after the carriage.
***
Han So-yang looked at Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting across from him, and awkwardly rhymed.
“By the way, are you really Namcheon Daehyup?”
“If Namcheon is referring to my nickname, that’s right. I am the Namcheon.”
“Mah, it’s an honor to meet you.”
“I’ve said it before, but I can’t help the problem with famous schools.”
“… … .”
“I heard that it is a religion of national protection recognized by the imperial family? You also just saw Sojeo. It was mobilized even to the golden chair. I'm just the owner of the Seokgyeongjang.”
“But at Namcheon Daehyeop, you defeated the Golden Guard with a single word.”
“You don’t know much about the Geumuiwi yet, but they don’t back down easily. Maybe the real Bukjin Musa will come. Then I can't help it either.”
“The whole world is suffering because of the famous religion. Are you going to ignore it?”
“Han Sojeo said it was Nakseongmun, right?”
"yes."
“If Nak Seong-mun hadn’t taken away the commercial rights from Samjeong Prosecutor’s Office, would he have cursed Myung-gyo?”
Han So-yang did not immediately respond to Yeon Jeok-ha's words.
This is because all of this started when Samjeong Checkpoint took away the commercial rights of Nakseongmun with Yumyeonggyo on its back.
A sigh escaped from the silent Han So-yang's mouth.
"ha! is it so. It is true that the trade rights were taken away by the Samjeong checkpoint and that you cursed Myung-gyo. But isn’t the world as it is now normal?”
“Sojeo is right, but it’s not a world that I can change alone.”
“Didn’t Namcheon Daehyeop fight against famous religions in the past?”
“I didn't fight alone. Because I fought to help the Cheonjimaeng. But right now Ho Chun Meng has no intention of fighting. Surely, I'm not asking you to fight the famous cult alone, right?"
“Still, won’t the Nammaeng agree with the Namcheon Daehyeop?”
“Are you saying that only Gangnam Murim should deal with a famous school that couldn’t be helped even if the whole world joined forces?”
“… … .”
At Yeonjeokha's point, Han Soyang shut his mouth tightly.
Considering the famous bridge that could not be stopped even if the faction joined forces, Gangnam Murim alone was not enough.
“Moreover, the Southern League has nothing to do with me. The reason why Nam Maeng set up an angle with Sichuan Murim was because they could deal with it. Do you think they would agree if I asked them to fight the famous cult?”
“I heard that Daehyeop was right. I was just thinking too much. sorry."
“you have nothing to apologize for. It's because Han Sojeo has a spirit of righteousness.”
In fact, the reason Yeon Jeok-ha helped Han So-yang was because she had good spirits.
But that's it.
She had no intention of shedding her blood for her sake.
Around sunset, the carriage ridden by Yeon Jeok-ha arrived in front of the Qingsheng-pa's mountain gate.
Soon, Yeon Jeok-ha, Han So-yang, Wol-a, and Geum-a got off the carriage in turn.
Han So-yang, who hesitated for a while in front of the Cheongseongpa, said goodbye to Yeon Jeok-ha.
“Namcheon Daehyup, thank you for helping me get out of town. I'll just go.”
"For the time being, you'd better stay at Qingshengpa."
“Are you a Qingcheng faction?”
Han So-yang tilted her head at the unexpected offer.
He has no connection with the Qingcheng faction, so I don't know why he asked me to join the Qingcheng faction.
Sim Tong took the place of Yeon Jeok Ha.
“One of the golden guards followed the carriage. If you go alone here, you will be caught right away.”
"ah!"
Han So-yang's face darkened even more.
I never thought they would follow me so persistently just because I was swearing at a famous school!
Wol-a, who was listening, said a word with a stunned face.
“Master, isn’t it too much for swearing at a famous school? As you live, you may curse behind your back. Doesn’t the Geumuiwi have anything to do?”
“Hehe. The original golden chair is Ha That's what it is. So you shouldn't go out and make fun of your mouth.”
Wol-a pursed her lips when she did not like her teacher's teachings.
In the end, Han So-yang and Yeon Jeok-ha decided to join the Cheongseongpa.
That would be a hundred times better for him than to be caught on the gold and die in vain.
***
After confirming that Han So-yang was going up to Cheongseongpa, Yeosu-dam returned and reported to Jo Myung-hwa.
Jo Myung-hwa, who was eagerly awaiting, immediately wrote a long report and posted it on top.
next day.
His report went through the hands of Conggi, Baekho, and Cheonho, and finally reached Sacheon Jang, the Bukjin warrior.
Jang Sa-gyeong, with a frown on his face, asked Cheon Ho Hashi Jin as if to confirm.
“Did Yeon Jeok-ha steal the weightlifter Han So-yang and tell him to call the Northern Jin warriors to investigate?”
“The jurisdiction also understood that.”
“You are crazy. Even stealing weightlifting is already a felony for him, so he dares to find the North warrior? You provoked me, so I will respond. Which army can be mobilized the fastest?”
“There is Cheonhoso of Jeongcheonho Hwang Jiwon in Pengju (north of the capital).”
“Tell him to lead the army and come to Qingcheng Mountain by noon tomorrow.”
“Wouldn’t it be necessary to obtain permission from the mother-in-law?”
“It is too late for that. It’s something that needs to be blown away like lightning before the weightlifter runs away.”
Chapter 797 - Okay, where do you belong?
As if she had given up on everything, Soyang's face hardened for an instant as she confided in her.
Her heart was poisoned, but when Podu came to visit her, she was scared.
Cursing popular religions today is like treason.
In the country, not only words, but also mobilized the golden chair to capture them.
And those who were taken away never came back.
Han So-yang wanted to hold on to the end, but he couldn't because of the young man and the two girls.
"ha! I'm obsessive. To mobilize so many police officers to catch me... … . I guess that's all there is to it. I can't let other people suffer because of me... … .”
At that time, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting across from him, opened the carriage window and said.
“There, uncle. W Did you say Podu?”
Dujiangyan Pudu Yeo Qingfeng looked at the young man with an absurd face.
He revealed his position, which is ‘the man over there’.
Swearing rose from within, but he suppressed it with superhuman patience.
This is the position of the Pozole.
He can reign like a tiger to common people, but he must crawl like a dog in the presence of powerful people.
This is because the police officer is the lowest and humblest position in the government.
“Yes, but who is Confucius?”
“You don’t know who I am, how much is it?”
“… … .”
Yeo Qingfeng Budu trembled at the sense of contempt, but he did not show it.
In his heart, after pouring out the swearing gourd, he secretly wanted to call out ten hermits.
A police officer receives ten hermits a year.
Since the cost of living for a family is about one hermit nyang per month, it is difficult to live on ten hermit nyang a year.
For that reason, most of the police extorted money from the people.
Looking at what he was doing, it seemed that the young man had been exchanging money with the police for a long time.
In my heart, I want to do that too, but today I can't.
It's because the golden guard is watching from behind.
“Heh, stop talking nonsense and tell me who you are.”
As the story got longer, the police officers rushed around the wagon.
Belatedly, Yeo Qing Feng radiated the dignity of Po Du to the fullest.
“Your ear canal is blocked! Tell me where you are and who you are!”
"I'm a relative of Seokgyeongjang."
“Where is the stone sutra? Don't talk like that unless you're in Yeogang County.”
“Is Yeo Kang-hyeon’s stone sutras correct?”
“… … .”
At first, Yeo Qingfeng only thought that the young man was making fun of her.
So, just as I was about to get angry, a cold voice came from the driver's seat.
“Did you say Yeocheongpung? Stop fooling around and open the road.”
The coachman entered Yeo Cheong-pung's eyes, who reflexively turned his head.
The old man with the goatee felt prayer like a mountain.
His gaze unwittingly turned to the old man's waist.
'omg! It's a golden river!'
It was about the size of a hair-growth bat used by the police, and it was definitely a diamond.
“Are you a old-timer, too?”
"Other than me, who else in the world can drive the old man's carriage?"
Simtong spoke as if driving a wagon was a government job.
No matter who hears it, it's nonsense, but the police officers didn't dare to laugh and looked away.
“Now, please wait a moment.”
Yeo Qingfeng knew that it was not something he could handle, and he hurriedly rushed to the golden ranks.
As Yeo Qing Feng came running, the two Golden Guards frowned.
Jo Myung-hwa, a small flag, raised his chin and asked.
"What's going on?"
“I was going to come and check the wagon… … . The lord of the Seokgyeongjang is riding.”
“Seokgyeongjang? Are you sure you are referring to the stone sutras of Yeogang-hyeon?”
"That's right. The coachman called himself Gucheonnodo.”
Jo Myung-hwa smacked her lips with a confused expression.
It was famous among rivers that Gucheonnodo followed Yeonjeokha like a shadow.
"so?"
“Gucheonnodo is telling me to open the road. What should I do?”
Cho Myung-hwa, thinking deeply, moved toward the carriage with his subordinates.
As he approached the carriage, the old man in the driver's seat glared at him, squinting his eyes.
What he is doing is indeed from Madou of Green Forest.
'It's really an old-fashioned tool.'
Cho Myung-hwa sensed that the old man's inaction was excellent at once, as expected of the golden guard.
But he himself is on top of the gold that enforces the emperor.
Seokgyeongjang Yeon Jeok-ha, no matter how good he is at Murim, must obey his orders.
“Hum! The main building is the lighting of the golden chair. He came to do weightlifting by order of the emperor.”
“I am from Seokgyeongjang.”
Yeonjeokha looked at Jo Myunghwa with meaningful eyes.
Considering the relationship between himself and gold, it was natural for his opponent to step down at this point.
However, Jo Myung-hwa said something unexpected.
“I would be grateful if Yeonjangju would cooperate with the main building.”
“What if cooperation?”
“Let me examine the wagon.”
Jo Myung-hwa's words filled me with energy.
At times, he floated the 'outside inspection' or 'hidden sword of the emperor' and said that he would investigate the carriage he rode.
Belatedly, he thought that there might be a sect on the throne.
'Wait, did I say that it is divided into a southward and a northward direction?'
Since he worked with the Southern Jin, he might not have known if the other party belonged to the Northern Jin.
“It’s done. Where do you belong?”
“… … .”
Cho Myung-hwa was moved by Yeon Jeok-ha's words, but she held it in for now.
The reason why I just go out in front of the golden chair is because I think there is a back stomach.
“I didn’t say it was a golden chair.”
"I mean, I'm asking whether it's going south or north."
In an instant, Jo Myung-hwa had a hunch that things would not go well.
It was because Yeon Jeok-ha knew well about the position of Jin to the extent that he argued about the southern and northern Jin.
“Belongs to Northern Jin.”
“What is your position?”
“I hope.”
Yeon Jeok-ha stared at the Jo Myung-hwa and said.
"wait? where did you see the face Do we know each other?”
“I think I saw you in the inn this morning.”
"Oh right. It's the person I saw in the inn. I got used to it somehow. It’s a relationship.”
Jo Myung-hwa was annoyed when Yeon Jeok-ha stood up and talked nonsense about her.
'no! What nonsense are you asking me to cooperate with the investigation?'
It's time he was just about to say something.
“Joe Sogi. To inspect my wagon, at least a North Jin warrior would have to come. Old Sim, what are you doing? Let's go.”
As if waiting, then Shimtong shook the reins.
As the wagon rattled and moved, the police officers split left and right.
The carriage made its way through the police and moved out of the village.
Jo Myung-hwa glared at the carriage with angry eyes, but did not dare to block it.
When the opponent mentioned the North Jin Musa, he naturally shrank.
Jo Myung-hwa's subordinate, Yeosu-dam, asked cautiously.
“Joe Sogi, what should I do?”
“You secretly chase the carriage. I will report today’s work to the upper level.”
“Honorable name!”
Yeosudam immediately rode his horse, which he had tethered nearby, and chased after the carriage.
***
Han So-yang looked at Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting across from him, and awkwardly rhymed.
“By the way, are you really Namcheon Daehyup?”
“If Namcheon is referring to my nickname, that’s right. I am the Namcheon.”
“Mah, it’s an honor to meet you.”
“I’ve said it before, but I can’t help the problem with famous schools.”
“… … .”
“I heard that it is a religion of national protection recognized by the imperial family? You also just saw Sojeo. It was mobilized even to the golden chair. I'm just the owner of the Seokgyeongjang.”
“But at Namcheon Daehyeop, you defeated the Golden Guard with a single word.”
“You don’t know much about the Geumuiwi yet, but they don’t back down easily. Maybe the real Bukjin Musa will come. Then I can't help it either.”
“The whole world is suffering because of the famous religion. Are you going to ignore it?”
“Han Sojeo said it was Nakseongmun, right?”
"yes."
“If Nak Seong-mun hadn’t taken away the commercial rights from Samjeong Prosecutor’s Office, would he have cursed Myung-gyo?”
Han So-yang did not immediately respond to Yeon Jeok-ha's words.
This is because all of this started when Samjeong Checkpoint took away the commercial rights of Nakseongmun with Yumyeonggyo on its back.
A sigh escaped from the silent Han So-yang's mouth.
"ha! is it so. It is true that the trade rights were taken away by the Samjeong checkpoint and that you cursed Myung-gyo. But isn’t the world as it is now normal?”
“Sojeo is right, but it’s not a world that I can change alone.”
“Didn’t Namcheon Daehyeop fight against famous religions in the past?”
“I didn't fight alone. Because I fought to help the Cheonjimaeng. But right now Ho Chun Meng has no intention of fighting. Surely, I'm not asking you to fight the famous cult alone, right?"
“Still, won’t the Nammaeng agree with the Namcheon Daehyeop?”
“Are you saying that only Gangnam Murim should deal with a famous school that couldn’t be helped even if the whole world joined forces?”
“… … .”
At Yeonjeokha's point, Han Soyang shut his mouth tightly.
Considering the famous bridge that could not be stopped even if the faction joined forces, Gangnam Murim alone was not enough.
“Moreover, the Southern League has nothing to do with me. The reason why Nam Maeng set up an angle with Sichuan Murim was because they could deal with it. Do you think they would agree if I asked them to fight the famous cult?”
“I heard that Daehyeop was right. I was just thinking too much. sorry."
“you have nothing to apologize for. It's because Han Sojeo has a spirit of righteousness.”
In fact, the reason Yeon Jeok-ha helped Han So-yang was because she had good spirits.
But that's it.
She had no intention of shedding her blood for her sake.
Around sunset, the carriage ridden by Yeon Jeok-ha arrived in front of the Qingsheng-pa's mountain gate.
Soon, Yeon Jeok-ha, Han So-yang, Wol-a, and Geum-a got off the carriage in turn.
Han So-yang, who hesitated for a while in front of the Cheongseongpa, said goodbye to Yeon Jeok-ha.
“Namcheon Daehyup, thank you for helping me get out of town. I'll just go.”
"For the time being, you'd better stay at Qingshengpa."
“Are you a Qingcheng faction?”
Han So-yang tilted her head at the unexpected offer.
He has no connection with the Qingcheng faction, so I don't know why he asked me to join the Qingcheng faction.
Sim Tong took the place of Yeon Jeok Ha.
“One of the golden guards followed the carriage. If you go alone here, you will be caught right away.”
"ah!"
Han So-yang's face darkened even more.
I never thought they would follow me so persistently just because I was swearing at a famous school!
Wol-a, who was listening, said a word with a stunned face.
“Master, isn’t it too much for swearing at a famous school? As you live, you may curse behind your back. Doesn’t the Geumuiwi have anything to do?”
“Hehe. The original golden chair is Ha That's what it is. So you shouldn't go out and make fun of your mouth.”
Wol-a pursed her lips when she did not like her teacher's teachings.
In the end, Han So-yang and Yeon Jeok-ha decided to join the Cheongseongpa.
That would be a hundred times better for him than to be caught on the gold and die in vain.
***
After confirming that Han So-yang was going up to Cheongseongpa, Yeosu-dam returned and reported to Jo Myung-hwa.
Jo Myung-hwa, who was eagerly awaiting, immediately wrote a long report and posted it on top.
next day.
His report went through the hands of Conggi, Baekho, and Cheonho, and finally reached Sacheon Jang, the Bukjin warrior.
Jang Sa-gyeong, with a frown on his face, asked Cheon Ho Hashi Jin as if to confirm.
“Did Yeon Jeok-ha steal the weightlifter Han So-yang and tell him to call the Northern Jin warriors to investigate?”
“The jurisdiction also understood that.”
“You are crazy. Even stealing weightlifting is already a felony for him, so he dares to find the North warrior? You provoked me, so I will respond. Which army can be mobilized the fastest?”
“There is Cheonhoso of Jeongcheonho Hwang Jiwon in Pengju (north of the capital).”
“Tell him to lead the army and come to Qingcheng Mountain by noon tomorrow.”
“Wouldn’t it be necessary to obtain permission from the mother-in-law?”
“It is too late for that. It’s something that needs to be blown away like lightning before the weightlifter runs away.”
