Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 161
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Episode 161. Habukjeil (4)
Seol Kyung-chu frowned at Jin Se-mi’s words.
When the name of Ikjeol Seonsaeng Ma Hui came up, he became nervous without realizing it.
Seol Kyung-chu and his son Seol Mu-ik left Habuk and worked in Hanam for a long time.
I’ve only been here for a few days.
How long did it take to catch Baek Sa-mun-ju’s eye in Hanam?
Taking a break from business in Habuk and serving as Baeksamun’s right-hand man in Hanam was all a stepping stone for Heuksamun’s future.
But when I heard the name of Ma Hui, who was one level higher than Baek Sa Moon Ju, I couldn’t help but feel my heart flutter.
In fact, I sometimes wandered around the area to see Ma Hui, who visited Baeksamun, but I had never seen his face.
Ma Hui’s instructions are that it is difficult to even see his face!
Seol Kyung-chu quickly got up and bowed his head.
“Don’t worry and rest easy, miss.”
“Your Majesty, when will the Four Princes of Habukpengga arrive?”
“I heard he left for Shandong, so he won’t be back right away. I’ve released the children around Habukpengga, so you’ll hear news as soon as he arrives.”
Seol Kyung-chu waved his hand and smiled as if to tell her not to worry.
However, Seol Kyung-chu was unaware of his mistake.
The mistake was that he only heard that Habukpengga was the Four Princes of Habukpengga and was only monitoring Habukpengga.
Having just returned to Habuk, he was ignorant of the information there.
The transformation of Hanbin, the son of the Habuk Pengga clan.
The fact that Hanbin is making Cheonsujang his new home.
There were so many things Seol Kyung-chu didn’t know.
“Yes, then please.”
Jin Se-mi got up from her seat and bowed her head slightly.
Then he added, as if he had just remembered something.
“No matter what happens, don’t forget to be respectful to the four princes of Habukpengga.”
“Yes, I haven’t forgotten, Miss.”
“Then I’ll go and see.”
With those words, Jin Se-mi left the place.
Seol Kyung-chu sighed invisibly while looking at Jin Se-mi’s back.
Be extremely strong with the weak.
For Seol Kyung-chu, who had always bowed down to the strong, Jin Se-mi’s visit was burdensome.
For a moment, Seol Kyung-chu muttered to himself.
“By Ma Hui’s instructions… … .”
His eyes, with their trailing words clouded, sparkled brighter than ever.
His eyes seemed to be drawing his own future.
* * *
Cheolno was heading to Cheonsujang after separating the soldiers who had conspired with Seol Mu-ik.
Cheolno, who had been walking confidently, glanced to the side and hardened his expression.
I told her to run away, but Jang Su-jeong followed me.
Cheolno said.
“I told you to stay safe. Why did you come?”
“How can I spend my time alone, brother?”
“Brother, don’t you trust me?”
“I believe it, but… … .”
Jang Su-jeong glanced behind her.
There, Seol Mu-ik was following me around like a murderer.
When Jang Su-jeong said she believed in Cheol-no, it was actually only half true.
What she believed in was Cheolno’s cooking skills, not his martial arts skills.
Compared to his cooking, which was similar to the taste of his deceased father’s cooking, Jang Su-jeong thought Cheol-no was weak.
Moreover, behind him, Seol Mu-ik was holding the scabbard and exuding murderous intent.
Jang Su-jeong couldn’t relax at all. She wanted to save Cheol-no’s life at all costs.
Jang Su-jeong bit her lip without realizing it and trembled.
I wanted to run away, but I couldn’t leave this place without the iron oars.
At that moment, Cheolno gently grabbed her sleeve.
“Don’t be nervous, little brother.”
“Oh, I’m not shaking.”
“Yes, don’t be nervous. The Master is here. We don’t have to worry.”
“Okay, Brother Cheolno.”
Jang Su-jeong turned her head slightly.
I didn’t want to show my scared face.
She suddenly became curious about who the Confucius that Cheolno served was.
Actually, I’ve never asked that before.
To Jang Su-jeong, the only thing that mattered was Cheol-no’s cooking skills.
Anything else was outside her interest.
It didn’t matter which family Cheolno worked for or what his son did.
But now I was curious.
The only person who could save himself and Cheolno from the clutches of Heuksamun was the man Cheolno had been talking about so much, Confucius.
Jang Su-jeong glanced at Seol Mu-ik and his subordinates.
While they were away for a while, the street where she did business was peaceful.
There was no more peace in the streets when they came back.
As I was trying to sigh inwardly, Cheolno’s footsteps quickened.
Ta-da-dak.
Seol Mu-ik shouted as he saw Cheol-no running urgently.
“Where are you running away to? Stop!”
“We have to hurry from here. Everyone hurry up.”
Seol Mu-ik opened his eyes wide as Cheol-no looked back and gestured.
I thought he was running away, but what I didn’t understand was that he was waving his hands.
After a while, Seol Mu-ik could understand why Cheol-no was in a hurry.
Suddenly, the villagers rushed towards Cheolno.
“Wow, there it is!”
“Oh, come on. Here you go.”
Villagers in shabby clothes ran toward the iron railing.
Seol Mu-ik, who was watching from behind, unconsciously grabbed the scabbard.
But that also made me relax for a moment and tilt my head.
This was because the villagers who came running had no hostility.
Instead, he had a strange look in his eyes.
‘What is that?’
Seol Mu-ik observed the attitudes of the people.
He looked around at the townspeople for a moment and shook his head from side to side.
The townspeople were looking at the iron railing with longing eyes.
Why do you look at me like that?
The corners of Seol Mu-ik’s mouth gradually rose as he continued his investigation.
Those earnest eyes meant one thing.
Because they desperately need help. So what kind of help do they want?
Seol Mu-ik naturally thought it was money.
In Seol Mu-ik’s eyes, there was no difference between a beggar reaching out for his hand in the street and a villager rushing at Cheol-no.
then?
The Confucius that Cheolno spoke of was definitely a rich man.
He was such a savage that the villagers could rely on him without any burden.
In short, a rich sucker!
Seol Mu-ik, who had reached a conclusion, smacked his lips without realizing it.
As expected.
The following conversation between Cheolno and the villagers was as Seol Mu-ik had expected.
The old man with the broken leg asked the iron man.
“When will the Master arrive? Iron No.”
“I don’t know. He will come when the time comes.”
As Cheol-no was about to leave in a hurry after answering, a woman carrying a child on her back grabbed Cheol-no’s sleeve.
“Is it still far before Confucius arrives?”
“It will probably take a few days.”
Cheolno answered reluctantly.
Cheolno heard the news about Hanbin yesterday through the opening.
If all goes as planned, it should arrive in four to ten days.
Jang Su-jeong, who was walking next to Cheol-no, tilted her head.
I became even more curious about the identity of the Confucius that Cheolno had mentioned.
Jang Su-jeong stared blankly at Cheol-no.
Even now, Cheolno is explaining to the villagers when his son will return.
Jang Su-jeong could understand why Cheol-no had asked her to run.
The expressions on the faces of those asking Cheolno about Confucius’s well-being were desperate.
Besides, they were all sick people.
A person limping, coughing, or lying in a cart with no strength, etc.
Their conditions varied greatly.
Jang Su-jeong asked Cheol-no cautiously.
“Is the person called Confucius a member of the National Assembly?”
“Well, there are some misunderstandings, but it’s similar.”
Cheolno smiled awkwardly.
In fact, even Cheolno didn’t know exactly what was going on.
People gathered like this around the time Hanbin left for Hanam.
I was going to tell you when I came back from Hanam, but I left for Shandong right away, so I wasn’t able to tell you about Cheonsujang’s situation.
If you listen to the stories of the villagers, it is said that Hanbin raised a crippled beggar girl.
It is said that the rumor spread far and wide around Songhwasan Mountain. That is why, when the sun rose, they would set up camp in front of Cheonsujang to receive treatment from Hanbin.
The villagers did not understand Cheolno.
How do you get a cripple to stand up?
I’ve seen it since I was little, but Hanbin didn’t have that kind of medical skills.
Of course, there was one thing that Cheolno didn’t know.
The fact is that the hunched beggar girl was none other than Seolhwa.
If the villagers had seen Hanbin even once, the misunderstanding would have been cleared up, but Hanbin never appeared after that, and he seemed like a mystery to the villagers.
After giving the same answer dozens of times, Cheolno was finally able to reach the entrance of Cheonsujang.
There was a man crouching in front of the gate with a haggard look.
In Cheolno’s eyes, he was clearly a villager.
Normally, out of courtesy, one wouldn’t go all the way to the entrance of the water fountain, but it seemed like he was in quite a hurry.
Cheolno patted the haggard man on the shoulder.
“Hey, boss.”
“Ugh.”
The man raised his head with a groan.
At that moment, Cheolno was startled and asked.
“Daehyeop, why are you here?”
Cheolno tilted his head.
The man who was crouching down at that moment was none other than Seo Jae-oh, the plum blossom inspector of the Hwasan faction.
“Oh, you’re finally here, Cheolno. I was in Hanam and came to get my stuff, but the door was locked.”
“Hey, then just wait inside.”
“This is not a place for me to be alone. It’s also rude to enter someone else’s house without permission.”
Seo Jae-oh waved his hands.
Cheolno nodded at that sight.
“That’s true, Daehyeop.”
“But who are those behind you?”
Seo Jae-oh nodded to Seol Mu-ik, who was behind Cheol-no, and asked.
Cheolno answered as if nothing had happened.
“He is the one who came to see Confucius because of me.”
“Then we should invite him quickly.”
Seo Jae-oh pointed to Seol Mu-ik’s group and answered politely.
Because Hanbin’s guests were not to be taken lightly.
Seo Jae-oh had long since lost his pride as a plum blossom inspector.
From Cheonsujang to Hanamjeongga.
Among the people he met during that long journey, there weren’t many he considered inferior to himself.
Even Seol-hwa, Han-bin’s maid, was one step ahead of him.
Seo Jae-oh had been feeling skeptical about the martial arts of the Hwasan faction recently.
When Seo Jae-oh lowered his head without realizing it, Cheol-no smiled and held out his hand.
“Let’s go in together, Grandmaster.”
“No. I will wait here for you and then go in together.”
“Oh, sir.”
“That’s right. We came together from Hanam, but then suddenly disappeared.”
“Okay, then we’ll go in first.”
Cheolno opened the door to Cheonsujang.
The gate to the water tower, which had been closed for several days, opened with a scream.
Squeak.
After crossing the threshold, Cheolno walked slowly to guide Seol Mu-ik and his party to where they would be staying.
One of Seol Mu-ik’s subordinates tilted his head and asked in a small voice.
“Your Highness, I see you mentioned a great swordsman earlier, so maybe he is a person with a certain skill?”
“Stop talking nonsense and come to your senses.”
“Why are you so angry?”
“Think about it. You said you came from Hanam. Where were we until recently?”
“That’s Hanam.”
“Yes, Hanam. But have you ever seen a face like that? If someone is worthy of being called a great swordsman, we should know their face. And would a great swordsman be crouching in front of the door?”
“That’s true. As expected, Prince Seol’s judgment is accurate.”
“It’s not that my judgment is correct, it’s that you guys don’t use your heads. Heads aren’t for decoration. Heads are for use, you punks.”
At Seol Mu-ik’s shout, Su-ha looked behind him and spat.
Phew!
The subordinate spat and narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
“These days, even dogs and cows are considered great warriors. I’m the only one who got in trouble for nothing.”
At that moment, another subordinate tilted his head.
“I saw you were wearing shabby clothes earlier… … .”
“Why the outfit?”
When the subordinate who had spat asked what the problem was, another subordinate continued speaking cautiously.
“I wonder if he’s an open person? Even a beggar should be careful if he’s open.”