As Prophet - Chapter 223



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Episode 223. Let’s Study, That’s the Way

Dalcheon took out a thick book from his bosom.

“Ahem, here it is. Minister of Rites Kim Un-gyeom, you received money last month. A bribe. How much is 30 silver bottles?”

“That has never happened.”

“Do you remember Hwarim?”

“… … .”

The judge’s face turned dark.

“Okay, there’s nothing to see. Hand it over to the Geumbu. The charge is receiving a bribe from a man named Hwarim of Il-dae-gye.”

“Hoo.”

Yoo Seok-do grabbed the judge by the collar.

“What are you doing?”

Yuseokdo didn’t listen. He looked around at Dalcheon and the crowd and asked.

“Aren’t sinners human?”

“No?”

“Can I help you?”

“Yes.”

Whoever answered, answered really quickly. Yoo Seok-do’s fist landed on the Minister of Rites’ face.

“Ahhhh!”

Blood gushed out and the nose was crushed. But it wasn’t just once. I grabbed the person by the collar and hit him three or four times with my fist, and the person immediately fainted. When I put down the corpse-like sagging judge, he collapsed weakly and lay on the floor. Yoo Seok-do said to Je-jo.

“Call the royal guard and arrest him. His charge is bribery of the rebels.”

“Yes, I understand.”

The people in Yejo were nervous at the sudden change in atmosphere. Yoo Seok-do asked Dal-cheon.

“Is there anything else? Just enter the letter of the Ministry of Rites.”

“It is written that the true king, Lee Do-jin, agreed to open Hyehwamun and received ten silver bottles.”

Yoo Seok-do asked.

“Who is the real Lee Do-jin?”

The manufacturing fingertips pointed to the 40-year-old official who had been muttering about drying his clothes earlier.

“Hmm.”

The tip of his finger was pointed at the real Idojin, who stepped back and sat down with his back against the wall. A foul smell was in the air.

“Hey, dirty. There are things that people shouldn’t shed, and what is this?”

As Yoo Seok-do approached, Lee Do-jin screamed and shook his hands and feet. Yoo Seok-do picked up the kettle and poured it on the unconscious judge’s face. The judge came to his senses and let out a groan. It was hard to tell if it was crying or groaning.

He beat up the minister in front of the bastard, and as soon as Dalcheon called out another name, he tried to run out the door, but was grabbed by the bastard’s sleeve and stabbed him in the side with a knife.

The description is long, but it happened in a short time. Yoo Seok-do trampled on those who cooperated with the rebels and received bribes. He beat, stabbed, and broke them. Blood gushed out and stained the surroundings. Innocent people trembled. After the royal guard came and took away three people, Yoo Seok-do sat down in front of the remaining people.

“Okay, now you can handle this well, right?”

“No. It was our fault. It was our fault for not being able to stop you from causing trouble.”

“If you did something wrong, that’s it? Tell His Majesty as he said and get a reply. I’ll give you an hour. Ah! If things don’t work out, I’ll consider it a personal issue rather than a job-related one and deal with it separately, so write down your name and home address in detail before you go.”

“Huh? What did we do wrong?”

“There is no mistake. As the superior agency of the Sogyeokso, you should handle the affairs of the Yejo. You came to see if they are being done properly. I will ask His Majesty and return with the results in one hour.”

The maker quickly pushed the writing brush and ink onto the table. He took the name, rank, and address written on it, tearfully eating mustard, and politely escorted them out.

“I hope you will return home after finishing your work at the higher level. I will see you later.”

They beat up the sinner, but they can’t beat up the innocent. The students sat down in the seats where the bastards had been sitting. Cheolmuwoong couldn’t hold back his anger and shouted.

“In that case, let’s not do this here and go to Yangju Academy! It’ll be better there!”

Dalcheon swallowed his saliva.

“He said to stay within a hundred miles.”

“A hundred li?”

Cheolmuwoong rolls his eyes. He doesn’t do that anywhere else, but he acts like a little boy in front of Dalcheon.

“It’s not a hundred li there. It’s because the road is winding, but it’s definitely not a hundred li in a straight line.”

Dalcheon smiled faintly.

“Is this something that only happens today?”

Cheolmuwoong looked at the manufacturing with a pitiful gaze.

“You must be humble. If it is necessary to uphold the Taoist law, you must humble yourself. If I give up because it is difficult, there will be no Taoist in Hanyang anymore.”

It’s a pity. My heart ached when I heard that he kept the letter of intent with such feelings. Dalcheon consoled Jejo.

“Oh, that’s fine without it. I don’t have to feel that kind of obligation anymore.”

“That’s why I’m here, watching the mood, bowing down, and trying to please others, even though I did nothing wrong.”

Dalcheon scolded Yoo Seok-do.

“It is not good to use force when you are angry. Those who remain may suffer later. People’s resentment is scarier than you think.”

“Even if a hundred of those guys come, I won’t be scared.”

“It is arrogance. It could lead to a debate on the abolition of the small group.”

“Ugh.”

“Let’s study again. That’s the way. Don’t be depressed, get up.”

The students went out into the scorching sun again. A solemn determination came to life in the eyes of those standing there, sweating profusely as if they were doing some kind of sun ritual. I didn’t know the details, but I noticed the atmosphere faster than anyone else.

The quick-witted guy rang the bell to signal the end of time. Dalcheon smiled faintly.

“I will take a break and read the scriptures.”

“yes.”

Those who were sweating ran to the well to relieve their fatigue.

* * *

You will run into trouble in everything you do. Remaining in Hanyang is not a good answer. I know how they see you. Dalcheon sat down in the shade and thought. Cheolmuwoong’s suggestion was appealing. If you keep your distance, if you get out of their sight, the situation may change.

Then what should we do with the Taoists here? We can divide them in half and have them study at the academy for two weeks each. If we teach them that way and raise their Taoist powers, they won’t be defeated by those fools. I was planning to go back anyway. I don’t know how long it will be, but I plan to stay here for a while.

When Dalcheon calls in Jejo to ask for his opinion, he is terrified and says it is absolutely impossible.

“Now I can finally meet the true person and learn from him, but what if he leaves in just one or two days? Absolutely not!”

“The Yangju Academy is within a hundred li. How about taking Doryu there and taking turns every two weeks?”

“Will that lessen their pressure? They are not the only ones who want to close the petition. Those who have studied a little feel it is their duty to submit a petition.”

“It is necessary to break their studies into theory.”

“… … .”

“Let’s think about it.”

Dalcheon nodded, unable to come to a conclusion, and stopped manufacturing. Then, he turned around and smiled brightly.

“It was truly refreshing.”

“I told you to do that. You can’t keep getting hit like that, right?”

“Ahahahahahahaha.”

The laughter of the manufacturing company filled the training grounds. However, Dalcheon did not seem to be very happy. He did not like the fact that things were happening one after another. I learned that the world does not leave me alone even if I try to be quiet. When I came here, I saw that it was really true. I cannot help but get caught up in the hustle and bustle of this world. I try to avoid it, but I become dirty and stained, and in the end, I become like them. I must return to Taebaek.

I thought that if I kept my composure and studied my mind and heart wherever I was, nothing would happen, but such easy thoughts were my arrogance. People live in tangled relationships, so there can be no problems. It is not always good to have everything go my way, and even if things go in a direction I do not want, it is not necessarily bad.

It is a matter of where you stand and look at it. If you look at it from an empty mind, it doesn’t matter where or what the situation is, as long as you can protect one thing, it doesn’t matter, but it is not Hanyang.

* * *

The ‘reading of sutras to the cow ear’ that started before dark was delayed because of the students. They could not understand the words at all, so the progress was slow. To be exact, they were not familiar with the words used in Taoism. The hwangjeong is the danjeon. In order for the mind to look at it and watch it, the surroundings must be quiet and calm. Taking a deep breath is called josik, and the reason for this is to watch the sun and the sun rise.

They repeated what they had studied the day before, replacing words they had not used with similar and exact words from the language of the Immortals.

Because the explanation was difficult, all terms from Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism were mobilized. It was difficult, but there was one result. Students were able to change the ambiguity of the language of Confucianism and Buddhism into the language of practice and study.

Being calm means not only having no noise around you, but also reaching a stable state where your mind is not disturbed.

The breakfast is something that you have to watch like a cat catching a mouse, so as not to miss the moment when the sun rises in the imperial palace. When that time comes, you have to do the Jucheon (周天), and the path is the Immaek and the Dumaek. I said the same thing several times so that the student would become accustomed to the language of the Seonga.

The eyes of those studying began to shine. When I returned the academic language that I had felt difficult to the place of practice, I realized that it was something that was extremely essential to my existence. I must study. I can do it. I must do it now. As my thoughts became set, my attitude changed, and as I changed to an enthusiastic attitude, I waited for the next sitting meditation session.

While reading the sutras, some began to study breathing, and they came to discern the right and wrong of the academic descriptions imposed on each word, that is, the writings of those who guessed without knowing the actual practice. Since I could follow what my body had studied to see which parts of the theories they spoke were right and which parts were wrong, I came to know why the so-called right Dharma was the right path, and I could distinguish why the so-called cults were cults.

It was the result of several readings. It seemed that the audience had moved up a level through the earnest explanations that followed the meditation, the sword practice, and the sutra reading. The beginning of all this was Dalcheon’s interpretation. This is why it was said this way, and that is actually what it means when viewed in light of our body’s study.

The timekeeper, Doryu, forgot to ring the bell, so Dalcheon had to ring it himself. Just when his dreamy, hazy face began to regain its human expression, the bell that signaled mealtime rang once more.

Dalcheon went out first and enjoyed the evening sunlight in the yard, and students and Doryu gathered around him. It was like children sitting together in a sunny place to bask in the sunlight. They stayed by Dalcheon’s side for no other reason. It was just nice to see his body, or rather his breathing, swaying and following the comfortable flow of practice.

“That’s a great interpretation. Why didn’t you teach me this before?”

Dalcheon smiles brightly at the regret contained in Yoo Seok-do’s question.

“There are other times when you can do it. How can you turn back someone who believes, ‘My studies are right. It may not work, but what I have done so far is right’? It is impossible.”

“Was I that stuck?”

Dalcheon laughs heartily.

“That was something like that. Hahaha.”

Baek Yi-jeong asked with an excited face.

“I think I’ll get something done if I study tonight.”

“That feeling is important. You have to push and pull hard when you can. But now is mealtime. You have to eat to gain weight, and you have to eat to study. Take a step back and then run. That’s okay. There’s plenty of time.”