As Prophet - Chapter 216



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Episode 216. The Wrath of the True Man

Dalcheon carried his luggage and went back to the back of the building. Mukhyeong was waiting with his arms crossed. He was wearing black clothes with ink on them and even his hat was black.

“When did you come?”

“It hasn’t been that long. Are you opening the school building here?”

Dalcheon smiled faintly.

“Well, now that the war is over, I should go back to my job.”

A smile spread across Mukhyeong’s lips. This is the kind of person he is. He doesn’t list the merits and ask for rewards. He may be stubborn in calculating the give and take of everyday life, but he doesn’t value the things the world values ​​at all.

“His Majesty came looking for him as soon as he arrived.”

“You must have heard that I was locked up here.”

“Still, His Majesty is struggling to come up with a plan to overcome this crisis.”

“It’s over now. We need to help you get back to normal life quickly.”

“Shouldn’t the Lord help you?”

“I’m not good at that. I just do my job.”

“The coordination is a mess.”

“That is also your role, Your Majesty.”

Mukhyeong whetted his appetite.

“Shouldn’t you go there at least once?”

“Hmm, he has passed away. Please tell him that I am no longer here. Please speak nicely. It would be of no help to Your Majesty’s reign to go to court now.”

“I have some matters to discuss.”

“There will be a lot. There will be a lot.”

“His Majesty the King is missing.”

“Ah, I see. Why did you do that? Why did you leave it behind? Why didn’t anyone take care of it?”

“It seems like he disappeared on his own accord. He’s keeping quiet, but his entire ship has disappeared.”

“wreck?”

Dalcheon suddenly suspected these guys of intentions, but there was no sign of it. He thought they might have assassinated him after claiming he was a missing person, but there was a look of genuine concern in Mukhyeong’s kind and honest eyes.

“I suspect you may have gone somewhere else.”

“Where?”

“Ming!”

Dalcheon chuckles. People’s thoughts are all the same. Since I got it here, I’m going to go there and tell them.

“We should form a delegation to receive the honor?”

“Yes.”

“If the King of Shang had gone to the Ming Dynasty and reported this, it wouldn’t have been easy to receive a high reputation.”

“Yes.”

“You are a usurper.”

Dalcheon laughs again.

“What can I do about it?”

“Yes, there are many other things as well.”

“Yes?”

“yes.”

“He’s still alive and has gone underground.”

“… … .”

“Now, if we pressure them in their ways, they will run far north.”

“Do you think so?”

“They don’t have the strength to rebel again. I found out secretly. They say they’ve lost 80% of their power.”

“okay.”

“There will be more. I understand that you want to discuss all the endless issues with me, but now is the time to persuade your officials and return them to state affairs. This is something I should not interfere with. You will say that the Taoist priest is making a fuss.”

“But it seems impolite to deliberately avoid it while it’s right under your chin.”

“Just a moment. I’ll stay for a while.”

“So, where to now… … .”

Dalcheon absentmindedly looked up at the sky drawn by the eaves and fence of the backyard.

“It’s called ‘Haengunryusu (Lucky Clouds Flow Through the Water)’. Wherever it goes… … .”

“Oh, then are you going to the main temple?”

“I said I wouldn’t be influenced. You know that.”

“I think Your Majesty is thinking of building a Taoist temple for me.”

“So you want me to pray for the sick in the royal family? Like this petition?”

“No, that’s not it. You want to keep it close.”

“Flowers don’t bloom for ten days, power doesn’t last ten years. What else should I say? I don’t like that kind of thing.”

“Do you know that? You’re still young and don’t have that kind of experience.”

“Oh, I have seen many things that are unsightly since I came to Hanyang. It’s because I didn’t say anything. Anyway, from now on, I will focus on my main job. Who can say anything when a Taoist devotes himself to seeking and teaching the Tao? Just tell them not to do that.”

“I will convey that to you.”

Mukhyeong changed the subject.

“Can I come here and study too?”

“Why do you ask me that? There is a manufacturing adult here. He is the representative. Ask him.”

Dalcheon turned around.

“I won’t see you off.”

Since he didn’t even think about going, he kicked him out. Dalcheon, who had returned to the yard, sat down in front of the students playing the paldangeum. He sat down so that the eaves of the roof would catch his face, and smiled bashfully, thinking that he thought it was a good spot.

* * *

As I was sitting enjoying the sunshine, Doryu from the reception desk approached me. I also came to study, so I joined him, but it seemed like he had gone to the reception desk in the meantime.

“People are coming again?”

“Well, I would like to make a suggestion.”

“Go ahead.”

“How about limiting the hours that the reception area can operate?”

“How?”

“Well, I’d like to put up a sign that says, ‘We only operate a reception hall for Sashi and Mishi.’”

“It may not be the only time we need it. Hmm, let me think about it.”

Dalcheon walked toward the reception hall, staggering. There was a guy who saw Dalcheon disappear and slowly lowered his hand. He glanced at him and shook his shoulder to rub his sore arm, and Dalcheon was standing right in front of him. He didn’t even know when or how he came.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to.”

“Then I will tell you to leave. If not here, there is no other way to make a living.”

“Oh, you’re saying that’s why you’re doing this? The world is falling apart because you think there’s no other way. You say you’re doing management work because you don’t have to worry about being cut off. Do you think a country run by people like that will run well? Wouldn’t they just tighten it up enough so that it doesn’t get cut off?”

“sorry.”

Dalcheon raised his voice.

“If there is anyone who is doing this for a living, stop it. I will provide a separate field for farming, so go and farm. Yes!”

Dalcheon spread out his palms.

“Come this way. If you don’t want to do it.”

“No. I will try my best.”

“You shouldn’t study this to earn a living.”

I can feel many people flinching. It’s a pity. In this day and age, the profession of a thief is their bread and butter. If you need money, you should do business. Why are you sitting in this position? The many things that people do to earn a living make the heart of the viewer sad.

Dalcheon, who had walked a few steps, glared at Jejo fiercely.

“This matter! Take care of it and report the results. It’s a matter of earning a living.”

Manufacturing still answered while performing the Paldan Geum.

“You can’t blame them for that. You can’t ask them to work here when you don’t even give them a living, can you?”

“I think the reason I can’t do it properly is because of the need to make a living.”

“People are the leash. Without them, it would be difficult for them to survive.”

“Really? Should I tell His Majesty to immediately abolish the petition?”

At Dalcheon’s threat, Jejae slowly lowered both his hands. At least he wasn’t trying to rest during that time. His face hardened.

“It has become a very personal letter of prayer for the well-being of the royal family. You don’t know how to perform a ritual, and you don’t know how to make an elixir. You don’t even know how to use a talisman properly. How long are you going to keep begging for food with this sham?”

Everyone present stopped moving and bowed their heads at Dalcheon’s stern reprimand. It was an excessive criticism, but there was a severity to it that made it impossible to say no.

“You shouldn’t shake people up over their livelihood.”

“If you are someone who is just doing it for the sake of earning a living and is going to quit when you are not looking, please leave so that someone else can come in. I will provide you with farmland to live on. You should not do this just to live comfortably without doing hard work. I will not understand. I ask that such people resign immediately.”

It may be a minor mistake, but it shakes the foundation. It is excessive and excessive. Is it because people are young? Does reaching the extreme of Tao not help soften a person’s character? Every word that is said stabs and stabs the sore spot.

Dalcheon was walking to the reception hall when he heard a ‘beep!’ noise. It was an eerie noise that pierced the ears of people. Not long after the noise, a black drone fell from the sky. It was Mukhyeong who was returning to the palace. Dalcheon explained the situation before and after and asked to consider abolishing the Sogyeokseo. Things got worse. The Sogyeokseo was a source of income for them.

“That’s too much. Considering abolition for something like that?”

“Studying should be done with that kind of determination. Those who do not have that kind of mindset will not be able to achieve the Way. The Sogyeokseo, composed of people who cannot achieve the Way, will become a dwelling place for the gods who pray for personal comfort and glory. I prayed for the peace of the nation and the people with the gods. What will be the result? The affairs of the country will become chaotic. Isn’t that so? The gods are there.”

“That is too dogmatic.”

“I admit it. But please review it. Tell them that I want them to review what the problem is, why they came here, and what they should do now in the world of Confucian scholars studying Neo-Confucianism. This isn’t a temple of the True Temple or anything… .”

* During each dynasty, portraits were enshrined in shrines or Jinjeonsa Temples for the king or queen, and ceremonies were held.

Even though Mukhyeong knew that Dalcheon was excessive, he could not distort his intentions.

“Okay, but don’t expect too much. I can’t interfere in politics either. And I can’t. I can only say, ‘There was this request.’”

* * *

When Dojejo heard the news, he rushed to Dalcheon with Yeong and Jejo.

“It’s too much. The salary I receive for working here is not that much. It’s barely enough to make ends meet. There are people who come here because they don’t have even that much, but I can’t blame them for that.”

Dalcheon nodded his head in agreement.

“If you don’t study, you will become a den of evil spirits.”

The manufacturing company trembled at the word ‘god of mischief’.

“A god of mischief? As you said, his work is no different from that of a Jinjeonsa Temple, but he prays for the peace of the nation and the people. He holds a rain ritual every season… … .”

Dalcheon raised his hand and cut off Joje’s words.

“I understand the logic of trying to prove its necessity by explaining it in terms of social functions. Then, perform that role well. What is this? The king fled to Ganghwa Island due to rebellion and foreign invasion, and the people… … . What can I say?”

“The national crisis is not something we can prevent.”

“Anyway, send out those who study for a living.”

“Why do children from wealthy families, who are not skilled in the craft, come to Sogyeokso? They work in places like this because they are lacking and insufficient.”

“You must hire workers separately, whether they are slaves or something else, but you must not hire theft agents.”

“… … .”

Since Dalcheon was stubborn, the manufacturer came up with a different plan.

“I will persuade and reform those who are here now.”

“… … .”

“I study because I am lacking, and I train because I am lacking. People’s thoughts are not much different. I will teach them. Please understand that. These are people I have worked with for a long time. It is not something that can be cut off just because they are doing this as a means of making a living.”

“I understand. But the repercussions are not small. If we do not do it properly in this situation where the Sogyeokseo may disappear in a day or two, there will be no more Dharma left in this land. If we leave it alone, it will not last more than a dozen years. It will not be able to withstand the aggressive attacks of the Judo. There will be several petitions every month to abolish the Sogyeokseo.”

“I will do my best and teach you well so that you can change. Please think of it as giving me a chance.”

Dalcheon sighed deeply and agreed.

“Okay, do that. Do that.”

Dalcheon turned around and headed back to his dorm. No, as he headed back, he gave orders for the next study.

“Do it three hundred more times. Then.”

It can’t be helped that this is not the case. It is the law of the world that if you gain one, you lose the other.

“Okay, I’ll do it 300 times.”

“And who can’t do that?”

Jo Je-Ge, who knew Dal-Cheon’s disposition, was the first to cut off the conversation.

“If you still can’t do it, I’ll make you do it 300 more times.”

“Phew, really! I can’t keep up with the negotiating power of manufacturing.”

The manufacturer smiled sadly.

“I did that for 20 years in a ridiculous amount of time.”

“Let’s see.”