Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 431



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431. Confucius Sharpening His Sword (1)

The countless echoing footsteps of Mangwon Plain.

Ta-da-dak.

Ta-da-dak.

Heukmirang said, shielding herself from the sunlight with her hand and looking in the direction where the sound was coming from.

“Is there a war going on?”

“Maybe so.”

As Hanbin smiled, Youngho, who was listening to the conversation from the side, furrowed his brows.

“I think I should get out of here. With that level of shouting… … .”

“Where are you going when you have such a beautiful view?”

Black Mirang spoke to Youngho as if scolding him.

Youngho sighed and pointed in the direction of the sound.

“Didn’t you just say that Black Rice and Sister are at war? So I have to get out. What are we going to do if we stay here like this?”

“When I said it was a war, I meant that it was that intense. When I said it was a real war… … .”

Black Wolf narrowed his eyes and trailed off.

Youngho flinched and stepped back because the look in his eyes was unusual.

“Why are you like that, Sister?”

“Why do you keep calling me sister now? Do I look older than you?”

Heukmirang’s eyes were on the verge of explosion.

While waiting for an answer, Heukmirang touched her face.

Skin that becomes rougher day by day.

Now, even if I take off my cotton shirt and walk around, no one will look at me.

She used to be burdened by her own beauty, but now she was burdened by her skin that was becoming increasingly rough.

When I touched my face, it felt like I was feeling grains of sand.

But when Youngho called her older sister, she couldn’t help but get upset.

“therefore…….”

Youngho couldn’t finish his words and just moved his lips.

No matter what conversation we had, I couldn’t answer rashly because it felt like the wrong answer.

“Why can’t you speak?”

“Isn’t the martial arts world where your status is determined by your level of martial arts? Just looking at it, I can tell that Black Sister is a better expert than me… … .”

Yeong-ho interrupted his words and looked at Heuk-mirang’s expression.

Only then did Heukmirang nod as if she understood, and Youngho quickly continued speaking.

“Of course I should call you ‘sister’.”

“Hmm, that’s true, but just call me Miss Black. If you call me Older Sister, it makes me sound old.”

“Oh, I understand. Heuknu, no, ma’am.”

Youngho was deeply absorbed in the game.

All this politeness comes from the contract.

Yeong-ho felt as if the terrible pain that Gangnam Saho Il-ho had told him was his own.

Youngho’s eyes widened as his shoulders shook slightly.

“Look over there. People are coming.”

“omg.”

Black rice also opened its mouth.

That would be the case, because right now an absurd number of people were crowding in front of their eyes.

There were more people than the number of footsteps I had heard before.

Youngho, who saw the people approaching, unconsciously put his hand on his sword sheath.

In Youngho’s eyes, they looked like people who had lost their sense of reason.

They were holding farm implements like angry bulls.

If anyone had seen it, they would have mistaken it for a riot.

Ta-da-dak.

The sound of tens of thousands of warhorses passing by is getting closer.

Youngho tightened his grip on the sword.

At that moment, Hanbin grabbed his shoulder.

At that moment, Youngho turned his head and checked Hanbin’s expression.

Hanbin shook his head with a kind face.

It meant not to act rashly.

Yeong-ho, who realized the meaning, took his hand off the scabbard.

But I couldn’t shake off my fear.

It is a common belief that no matter how unmanned a force is, it cannot compete with their numbers.

Even the most skilled player would have a hard time surviving if surrounded by people swarming like locusts.

Youngho continued to tremble his shoulders like a crow hit by winter rain.

They covered the vast plains in black.

Looking closely, I saw that there were even beggars among them.

As they came right up to his eyes, Youngho unconsciously closed his eyes.

At that moment, the wind passed by my ears.

Ta-da-dak.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps rings in my ears.

For a moment, Youngho tilted his head.

It was because the shouts were getting further and further away.

Youngho opened his eyes slightly and tilted his head.

The angry crowd didn’t even bother to look at Youngho, Hanbin, or Heukmirang.

I was just running towards somewhere.

It was when their shouts had faded away to some extent.

They were making a fuss and shouting urgently.

“There are clumps of rice here!”

“Here too!”

“I’m alive now!”

“Yeah, I’ll be able to spend this winter warmly. Hurray!”

They began to pick up the grain that had fallen on the ground, shouting “Hurrah!”

Those who started to pick up grain that had not yet been threshed.

Youngho, who was looking at them, tilted his head.

“Excuse me, what happened to that?”

“You made a hole in the cart earlier.”

“Yes? That’s true, but where on earth do these people come from?”

“There must be only a few hungry people, so I spread the rumor.”

“hmm…….”

Youngho narrowed his eyes and looked at Hanbin.

In Youngho’s head, the pieces of Hanbin’s past events were starting to come together one by one.

In a way, meeting you might not have been a coincidence.

If he was so clever about acting like a scholar, then he must have known his own face.

That wasn’t all. Youngho was slightly surprised when he made a hole in the cart.

If it weren’t for the reeds growing thick here, there was no way the Wisise group wouldn’t have noticed the hole in the wagon’s bottom.

This would have been impossible without accurately predicting that the Weishi family’s procession would pass through here.

What was even more surprising was what happened now

I thought the reason they made holes in the bottom of the cart was simply to weaken the enemy’s power.

But now that I look at it, even the grains that fell on the ground were designed to be picked up by someone.

Youngho tilted his head at that part and looked at Hanbin.

“Master, I have a question.”

“What are you curious about? Feel free to ask.”

“Wouldn’t it be of no benefit to you, Confucius, to feed their hungry stomachs?”

“That’s true.”

“But why did you do this?”

“Would you believe me if I told you that the happiness of the people is my happiness?”

When Hanbin smiled brightly, Youngho opened his mouth wide.

Because I thought I knew why Hanbin was called a living fire.

At that moment, hope flickered in Youngho’s mind.

I believed that if it was the Four Princes of the Habuk Peng family, who were called the Living Buddhas, they would one day completely detoxify the Mind and Soul Mystery.

In the world of martial arts, it is said that complete detoxification is impossible, but if rumors are true, he is the best doctor in the world.

It was when Youngho was drawing hope in his head.

The cheers from far away grew louder.

“Let’s leave it behind so that people who come later can pick it up.”

“Yeah, you can’t take it all at once anyway, right?”

“I came here with mixed feelings… … .”

“Yes, there is a day when the sun shines in a mouse hole. Now I am alive.”

“The words of the Envoy of the Blue Clouds were true. Long live the Envoy of the Blue Clouds, long live His Majesty the Emperor.”

“Please include the Jinryongsohyeop too.”

“Yes, he is the disciple of the Cheongunsashin, so long live the Jinryongsohyeopdo.”

“Yeah, if it weren’t for Jinryongsohyeop, I wouldn’t have known about this place.”

Youngho tilted his head at their words.

“Your Majesty, who is Jinryongsohyeop?”

“It’s me.”

“yes?”

“But you should eat it knowing who gave it to you.”

“omg.”

Youngho opened his mouth.

This was because Hanbin appeared as Asura, not a living Buddha.

Hanbin looked at them with his arms crossed and then said.

“Shall we pick up a few too?”

* * *

A day later, at the residence of Gongsun Minghou.

Gongsun Minghou had to hold his head in his hands because of the strange events that happened in Jianghu yesterday.

This is because voices praising His Majesty the Emperor suddenly grew louder in the region centered around Hubei.

The reason is that the grain was released in the name of the emperor.

That too, in the reed forest of Mangwon Plain.

One, this has nothing to do with the Emperor’s instructions.

What was strange was that it was related to a figure from the political faction called Cheongunsashin.

Wasn’t that disciple the Four Dukes of Hebei Pengjia whom he had encountered a few days ago?

if……?

What I don’t understand is that the Lord Sa of the Habuk Peng family lent money to the head of the Wei family.

If those grains were the property of the Wei clan, it would probably be difficult to repay the debt.

The reason for buying grain was clearly to make money in Hebei.

It was clear that he had bought grain and headed north. But what if he had lost all his capital for business?

Failure to repay the money meant, in other words, that you had to take responsibility as stated in the contract.

This meant that one more slave contract was added.

Is this all Peng Gongzi’s scheme?

What kind of grudge do you have?

As his doubts grew, Gongsun Minghu touched his temple as if his head was aching.

The court was at a loss as to how to report this.

A strange incident in Hubei Province, following the conflict between the martial artists in the Hebei Province.

All of these events were things that Gongsun Minghou had to report.

While he was here, he was supposed to act as the master of the secret office, but in the court, his status was that of an inspector in charge of secret investigations.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the flickering candlelight.

The lantern seemed to foretell his fate.

“As expected, the work of the court is not for me!”

It was just as he was muttering to himself.

The door opened with a loud bang and someone came in urgently.

Among the men who had just entered, the one with the golden belt was particularly striking.

He was a warrior of the Golden Guard.

Gongsun Minghou recognized his face.

“Aren’t you General Anhu?”

Anhu was a general whose job was to relay messages between the Inspector General and the Emperor.

The person in charge of communication is usually a warrior with high martial arts skills from among the Royal Guards.

The Anhu in front of me was not only skilled in martial arts, but also in strategy.

“Your Majesty, I have brought you the holy land.”

As soon as An Hou finished speaking, Gongsun Minghou quickly stood up from his seat.

And then he immediately gave an example.

Gongsun Minghou knelt on one knee and shouted.

“I receive His Majesty the Emperor’s orders!”

“… … .”

Anhu took out a golden envelope without saying anything.

At that sight, Gongsun Minghou bowed his head even further.

Anhu opened the golden envelope and took out the letter inside.

He began to read softly the letter the emperor had sent.

“These are the words I convey to Gongsun Minghou, who is in charge of inspecting the Gangho… … .”

Gongsun Minghou opened his eyes wide as he listened to the contents of the letter that Anhui read.

Strangely enough, the emperor knew about this.

He continued reading the letter without even taking a breath.

“… … The king will not forget the hard work of the inspector, and will also seek out and reward those who have shown kindness to the people in the king’s name.”

After An-hu finished reading the letter, he showed it to Gongsun Minghou.

It was to confirm that the content was not false.

Gongsun Minghou nodded.

“Confirmed.”

“Then I will destroy this letter.”

An-hu, who finished speaking, rubbed the end of the letter with his fingertips.

For a moment, a small spark appeared.

It was a method of Samadhi evolution.

Hururuk.

In the blink of an eye, the letter was reduced to ashes.

After Anhu checked the burnt letter, he left.

As he left, Gongsun Ming folded her arms and recalled the emperor’s orders once again.

There were two important things in the letter the emperor sent.

What happened in Hebei was the direct intervention of the Emperor and a reward for what happened in Hubei.

“hmm.”

Gongsun Minghou stroked his chin.

It seemed like all of this had something to do with the four Dukes of Habukpengga.

* * *

Two days later, Jangunhyeon in Habuk.

Inside an inn about fifty li from Hebei Province.

All the seats in the guest house were occupied by men dressed in black.

The three-story inn was occupied by men in black uniforms from the first floor to the third floor, so regular guests could not even dare to come inside.

The owner is also slowly starting to watch the unmanned people.

Since we had already received a large deposit, we were not worried about the guests turning away.

However, I just hoped that the guesthouse would be safe.

The owner, who was swallowing dry saliva with a nervous look, tilted his head as he looked at the center of the third floor.

Everyone was wearing black uniforms, but three of them were wearing white uniforms.