A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 587



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Episode 587: The First Wife and the Concubine

Boil the soup, opening the lid occasionally to remove the foam and oil, until it turns white.

-Puhwaak.

Finally, when I opened the lid, a milky white broth, similar to samgyetang, was beautifully positioned inside the pot.

Just looking at it, it’s a beautifully completed dish.

“It looks well made.”

I decided to take the chicken out of the white broth, remove the bones, and scrape out the meat.

It’s okay if we eat it among ourselves, but it would be a bit odd to see the craftsmen and Cheonma eating it while picking at the bones.

They were the two greatest martial artists, so they had to at least save face during the meal.

‘Since they are high-ranking officials, they should eat in a classy manner. It seems like they shouldn’t be eating in an ugly way by grabbing the chicken leg and sucking it.’

-Squeak.

The savory aroma that rises when you tear open a chicken leg.

When I opened the shell of the gara, a strong scent of gara and chicken meat came out.

“Ugh. It’s hot.”

He soaked his hands in cold water, spread the meat on them, put it aside, and brought the bowl.

I put equal amounts of chicken and beef in the bowl I brought, and poured the hot broth and vegetables over the meat.

-Crunch.

The kitchen is filled with the rich aroma of meat from the broth.

-Knock knock knock knock.

I quickly sliced ??the green onions and placed them on top, then lightly seasoned them with salt and pepper.

Then, the richly rising aroma of the broth changed into a refreshing aroma as it passed through the pepper and green onions.

Now that we’ve completed the final step, it’s time to get the cooking started.

He said to Junghwa, who was watching from the side.

“Okay, this will be our dinner for the adults and ladies tonight. Please serve some rice as well.”

“Understood, Your Majesty.”

“Then tell the servants that it is me.”

“Wolhee, please bring some food upstairs for me.”

“Understood. Purification first.”

At Jeonghwa’s words, Wolhee and the servants ran upstairs carrying the food.

As I looked at the scene from behind, my heart started pounding with the thought that only then occurred to me.

‘Ah, this is not the time for me to be thoughtless.’

He had even provoked Cheong-i by saying that he would meet her at night, and had decided to leave behind descendants before he died, but it was unclear why Cheon-ma had ordered him to create Farewell Concubine, so he was nervous.

Since he said he was going to kidnap me, I had a thought in my head that he might announce that he was going to take me away after I finished eating, saying, “I ate Farewell My Concubine, so now it’s time to say goodbye.”

If that happens, you might be dragged away without any descendants.

‘Hey, but I said I would commit suicide if I took you by force, so you wouldn’t do that, right?’

Since she confirmed my firm determination, I consoled myself by thinking that she wouldn’t force me to go, and as I followed her up to the third floor, I heard a commotion coming from inside the room.

In the room, the conversation was in full swing about today’s dishes.

“Oh. What are you cooking today?”

“This is chicken, but it looks like there’s some other meat in it···.”

“This is a gap-eo!”

“What?”

“I have the nose for that particular family, so I can tell you for sure.”

“Since it’s Yeong-yeong’s words, it must be true. Even among the people in our party, Yeong-yeong’s nose is by far the best.”

“A dish made with chicken and octopus? I wonder what the name is.”

When Yeong-yeong guessed that Zara had entered, and the craftsmen who had received Farewell My Concubine were wondering about the name of the dish.

A strange voice is heard at that moment.

“The name of the dish is Farewell My Concubine.”

“Farewell to the King, Aunt Cheonhwa?”

“Farewell my concubine?”

Strangely enough, Cheonma was telling the craftsmen and their wives the names of the dishes.

‘That’s strange. There’s a craftsman there who talks to me.’

Everyone’s attention was focused on Cheonma, who was receiving food from his mother, but even though he spoke informally, the craftsmen didn’t think much of it, perhaps because it was the Western Regions setting.

“Oh. Where did you hear that, King Farewell My Concubine?”

“I heard it from Cheongun.”

“Your brother-in-law’s Chinese isn’t bad. By the way, Farewell My Concubine?”

“If you say Farewell to the Overlord’s Concubine, are you referring to the story of Xiang Yu and Yu Xi? Could you explain the Zhuge Liang family a little bit?”

A conversation that isn’t awkward at all, even though Cheonma keeps responding informally from time to time.

I don’t know who he is, but I thought he had a really good setup, so I went into the room and explained the dishes the craftsmen were curious about.

“When the overlord Xiang Yu of the Western Chu was surrounded by Liu Bang, the dish that Yu Xi made to comfort him, whom she loved, is called Farewell to the Overlord’s Concubine.

“The fish symbolizes Xiang Yu, and the chicken symbolizes Woohee.”

“Oh my. The love between Hang-woo and Woo-hee.”

“Oh, love cooking.”

-Horruk.

The craftsmen smiled at my explanation and brought the hot soup to their mouths.

This was followed by the voices of artisans who were amazed by the taste of the soup.

“Huh, I didn’t know the soup would be this thick.”

“It’s delicious. It’s delicious. It’s the taste of Hang-woo and Woo-hee’s love.”

“It seems like Woohee’s feelings for Xiang Yu are melted in the rich soup.”

Everyone feels satisfied.

When I turned my gaze towards the Cheonma who had asked me to cook, Cheonma nodded and ate meat and soup alternately.

The dish looked appealing, but he approached Cheonma and asked him a question.

“Do you like the food, Aunt Cheonhwa?”

Then, Cheonma turned his head and looked at me and answered briefly.

“okay.”

You’re making people anxious and then giving them such a short answer.

I really wanted to beat up someone who was weak in martial arts, so I sat down on one side and ate my food next to him.

I was nervous that Cheonma might say something strange.

To be honest, I don’t know if the food is going into my mouth or my nose.

But fortunately, contrary to my worries, Cheonma didn’t say anything until I finished eating and drinking tea.

I hope today goes well.

‘Please.’

***

In the dark room, Cheonma opened his eyes wide.

I didn’t really need to sleep because I was in the hospital, but I still couldn’t sleep.

This was because screams and groans continued in Ryu Cheong-woon’s room today as well.

Even today, strangely enough, I had a feeling it was worse than yesterday.

Before the woman named Cheong entered the room, he secretly swallowed two pills that would explode his body’s energy.

Because Ryu Cheong-woon was burning himself as if he was willing to die today.

Isn’t that like a moth flying to a bonfire?

“Haaak···. Old man. Why did I come here so many times tonight···. I’m so happy ahaa···.”

“I always felt sorry towards my wife. So, I don’t know about anything else, but I wanted you to have the child first.”

“That, that. Haaang···.”

Cheonma felt slightly annoyed at Ryu Cheong-un’s appearance.

Even if she did that, she wouldn’t be able to have a baby, but she kept wasting her baby’s seed on Cheongwoon’s strict places.

Well, it wasn’t his right now, but he wanted to hold back until he made up his mind.

So I scared you a little bit yesterday, saying you might die.

Cheonma couldn’t understand.

Even though Cheonma didn’t know much about people, most people would be careful when facing a life-threatening situation, but Ryu Cheong-woon was doing the opposite right now.

If that’s the case, then there was no point in scaring me yesterday.

‘I can’t understand. Are you saying that you are not afraid of death?’

If he was afraid of death, it would mean he was a better man, but it was something I couldn’t understand.

I tried to think slowly about Ryu Cheong-woon’s answer yesterday, but I felt like I had to come up with something quickly.

‘I guess I need to make up my mind quickly.’

Since Ryu Cheong-woon’s feelings were confirmed, it seemed that all that was needed was to find a way to satisfy Ryu Cheong-woon’s feelings.

What this means is this:

When I met Ryu Cheong-woon yesterday, at first I just thought about sewing on the hair tie his mother had left him.

No, I was trying to see if he was really a good person.

Okso-gyo had always said that if they discovered the Yeokcheoncheonhyeol, they should just receive the baby like an animal raising its young, but the single memory of his parents that remained in Cheonma’s memory made him think that was nonsense.

Memories of his father who made him and his mother run away, and memories of his mother who threw herself at him to save him.

Cheonma thought that a baby should be raised by both a mother and a father.

Moreover, after Okso-gyo brought up the baby story a few years ago, Cheonma had secretly been checking on parents with babies within Cheonma Shingyo.

It was because I was curious about what it would be like to have and raise a baby, but what I discovered then was that there aren’t many good fathers.

There were more fathers who beat their children than fathers who risked their lives for their children.

That’s why she tried to see if Ryu Cheong-woon was a good person to raise the baby with.

There was also talk that Eun So-hwa’s Ryu Cheong-un was a good person.

The fact that he was a six-woman man wasn’t a big deal.

Because originally, the one with power had everything.

However, I was curious about Ryu Cheong-woon’s behavior of not asking what kind of hair tie it was, and when I asked the reason, I got an unexpected answer.

“I don’t know the details, but based on what happened yesterday, it doesn’t seem like a very good memory, but I’m not the kind of person who would be so reckless as to bring up other people’s painful memories just out of curiosity.”

An answer that seems to be taken into consideration out of concern for oneself.

Let’s examine his thoughts. He really was thinking that way.

That fact made Cheonma’s heart beat faster.

The condition of a good father is a heart that cares about his mother, and Ryu Cheong-woon was worried about him.

Didn’t his own father worry about his mother and send him and his mother into hiding?

That’s why Cheonma ended up saying, without realizing it, that his mother had left him the hair tie.

“It was given to me by my mother… She left it behind when she ran away from her hiding place to lure the thieves to save me.”

Then a joyful thought surged in.

At first I wondered why he was happy.

It seems strange to be happy to hear that your own mother has died.

But the thought that Ryu Cheong-woon thought of her as beautiful when he entered the room and the joy that he felt now.

By combining the two and thinking about them, I was able to reach one conclusion.

I had a feeling that maybe Ryu Cheong-woon liked me a little.

For that reason, it was understandable that he was happy to be told a secret he had never told anyone.

‘That’s what it was.’

But I was able to confirm Ryu Cheong-woon’s feelings a little bit.

Then, when asked if he should take him to Cheonmasingyo, Ryu Cheong-un said no.

Even though he had told her that he might die if he was with his wives, Cheonma said that he would rather die than be separated from them.

I didn’t like it when people blamed me.

Cheonma wanted to have a baby and a family, not an enemy.

Cheonma tossed and turned in bed.

Early in the morning, Cheonma called Oksogyo to his quarters.

I was curious to know if Oxo Church had any good ideas.

It seemed like Oxo-kyo, who had brought up the baby story in the first place, might have a good idea.

“Did you call, Your Majesty?”

Okso-gyo ran to his call and prostrated himself.

Cheonma explained one by one what happened yesterday.

And then, the smiling Okso-gyo answered with a smile, saying that it was a very easy problem.

“······This is the situation.”

“Isn’t that a very simple problem?”

“Easy? Isn’t it something that can’t be done with force?”

Okso-gyo answered Cheonma’s question, knowing that although it was possible to force people to obey, it was difficult to completely win their hearts.

“Why don’t you just take them all?”

“all?”

“Yes, all you have to do is have Seonghwa become the queen and the rest become concubines.”

A flash of fire appeared on Cheonma’s head.

Because I could give that much favor on the condition of taking Cheongun with me.