Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 479



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479. The genius Confucian scholar of Yulim Seowon (2)

Everyone stopped in their seats at Jang Yu-jung’s shout.

Everyone was unable to keep their bodies still with their center of gravity tilted forward.

However, Hanbin, who was the first to leave, was already sitting with his arms crossed.

Jang Yu-joong looked at Han Bin and made a face as if he found it amusing.

Jang Yu-jung, who had everyone’s attention focused on him, shouted in a low voice.

“Examinations should be fair to everyone! I’ve heard that some families teach martial arts. In this exam, you absolutely must not use martial arts. Also, fairness in positioning is important. Do you think that the student in front of you and the student behind you are on the same starting line?”

“… … .”

There was no one to answer Jang Yu-jung’s question.

Jang Yu-jung continued speaking without paying attention to the students’ reactions.

“The starting point of learning is fundamentals. The fundamentals, in my opinion, are fairness. So… … .”

Jang Yu-jung’s words continued after that.

As his speech grew longer, a resolution formed in the minds of the students.

It was my thought that I absolutely had to win this exam and be exempted from this subject.

Hanbin was also interested in this test.

It was like a treasure hunt.

What was Hanbin’s purpose in coming here?

Wasn’t it to find the Cheonsu Hyeon-gap, one of the Seven Great Treasures of the Murim, which is said to have been made from the shell of a black tortoise?

The first thing you need to do to find it is to look at the Seonmyo map.

What is the easiest way to get your hands on a sketchbook?

Now that I look at it, there were three.

The first is to become the best student this semester.

The second is to take away the Seonmyodo from the best student.

Of course, the third method was the best.

It’s about following Jang Yu-jung and finding out where the Seonmyodo is.

That was the most time-saving way.

While Hanbin was making plans, Jang Yu-joong’s long speech was coming to an end.

“… … I think I took up too much time. The bell will ring in half an hour after I leave, so you can start the exam then. If there are any students who leave before the bell rings, they will be dealt with according to the school rules. Everyone, keep that in mind!”

After finishing speaking, Jang Yu-joong stood up from his seat.

At that moment, a gasp escaped everyone’s mouth.

“phew.”

“after.”

At that sight, Jang Yu-jung continued speaking.

“Now that I think about it, you didn’t give me any clues.”

“… … .”

For a moment, the students held their breath again.

Jang Yu-jung picked up the brush with a satisfied expression.

In the blink of an eye, he wrote a word on the paper in front of him.

-One.

It was the word ‘work’.

Judging from the fact that it was slightly raised from left to right, it was clear that it was not a completed letter but one of the strokes of some letter.

As expected.

Jang Yu-jung continued speaking with a big smile.

“That’s all for today’s lecture. Next time, I’ll teach you each stroke. Once you’ve completed all of these letters, you’ll be able to find the clue.”

After finishing speaking, Jang Yu-jung turned around.

Hanbin watched the scene carefully.

Through this speech, I learned why he became the governor of Yulim Seowon.

What he emphasized was fairness.

That fairness led to the development of Yulim Seowon.

There was even a teaching method that aroused the curiosity of the students… … He was a lecturer who lacked nothing.

Jang Yu-jung left his seat while the students were watching in amazement.

The moment he disappeared into thin air, the classroom instantly became a scene of chaos.

“What kind of test are you giving now?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“If you write down a stroke and then tell me the clues one by one later, doesn’t that mean I have to listen to the whole lecture?”

“You are just too much.”

“Are you crazy?”

“Shh, didn’t you hear me?”

“What can’t you hear?”

“In the case of Dean Jang Yu-jung, they say he plants a spy among the students.”

“omg.”

“Through the spy planted in that way… … .”

The student trailed off and glanced somewhere.

Wherever he looked, there was Hanbin.

That was when.

Someone blocked the students’ path.

The two students who were looking at Hanbin opened their eyes wide when they saw the person standing in front of them.

When their eyes met, the man standing in front coughed lightly and looked down at the two students.

“Hmm.”

One of the students looked at the one in front and narrowed his eyes.

There was a faint hostility in those eyes.

The student quickly hid his expression and got up from his seat.

Then he looked at the other person and bowed his head slightly.

“Well, aren’t you a student of Yang? You entered the school this time. How long has it been since I saw you in Beijing?”

The person standing in front of the student was none other than Yang Seok-bong.

“Long time no see, Mr. Choi.”

The person who was talking to Yang Seok-bong was a Confucian scholar named Choi Yu-ji from the Shanxi region.

The Shanxi Choi clan of Choi Yu-ji and the Anhui Yang clan of Yang Seok-bong were families that had been rising in central politics for generations.

They have been rivals for generations, taking turns, one ahead of the other, and no one can be said to be better.

Choi Yu-ji smiled awkwardly.

“Hehe, how have you been? I was going to look for you anyway… … .”

“Haha. That’s what I should have said. Let’s just focus on the exam for now and let’s relieve our worries later.”

“Yes, that’s right. If you know how to solve this test, please let me know.”

“How would I know that? But!”

Yang Seok-bong stopped talking and looked around.

“But why?”

“Do you know anything about the author?”

Yang Seong-bong pointed to Han Bin, who Choi Yu-ji had been watching just a moment ago.

Choi Yu-ji said, “That’s right,” and answered, “I was curious anyway.”

“I don’t know. I’m being cautious because it’s my first time seeing you. Do you happen to know anything about you?”

“They said he came from Habuk.”

“Habuk… … .”

“As you know, there are no notable families in Habuk.”

“Heh heh.”

“As you expected, there is a possibility that the author is a spy.”

“When did you hear my story?”

“I’ve been behind you all this time.”

“Anyway, thanks for the info. I guess I’ll have to stay away from the author then.”

“That’s not it. Wouldn’t our lives be easier if we locked up the author?”

“You’re going to put it in?”

“I have a good idea. So… … .”

Yang Seok-bong conveyed his thoughts to Choi Yu-ji in a quiet voice.

The point was simple.

The idea was to provoke the opponent and make him a subordinate while at Yulim Seowon.

After hearing the plan, Choi Yu-ji nodded and got up from her seat.

Yang Seok-bong asked at that sight.

“What are you doing now?”

“Isn’t there a Confucian proverb that says, ‘Pluck out the bull’s horns in one go?’ I’ll go and see right now.”

“Hehe, make plans with me… … .”

“No. I’ll take care of it myself.”

“You want to monopolize the authorship all by yourself?”

Yang Seok-bong opened his eyes wide in exaggeration.

Choi Yu-ji waved her hand at that sight.

“If you were confident, would you have told me?”

“… … .”

When Yang Seok-bong did not answer, Choi Yu-ji continued speaking with a face full of strength.

“So this time I’ll step forward. You just watch quietly. I think it’ll be fun.”

Choi Yu-ji smiled faintly and then turned around.

Yang Seok-bong let out a faint sigh as he watched Choi Yu-ji approach Han-bin.

“phew.”

At that sight, the other students looked at Yang Seok-bong.

I mistakenly thought that Yang Seok-bong was sighing in regret.

But Yang Seok-bong’s true feelings were different.

The person that Yang Seok-bong was trying to provoke was Choi Yu-ji.

Yang Seok-bong licked his lips as he watched Choi Yu-ji walking away.

Whoever won, he had nothing to lose.

If Choi Yu-ji wins, she will get her revenge in a refreshing way.

If Hanbin wins, it means keeping the terms of the contract.

If the contract goes as planned, Choi Yu-ji will come under his command.

The contract Hanbin proposed was like a trick to stacking pebbles high.

If you want to stack pebbles high, you need a strong base.

If there is only one pebble at the top, there must be two or more pebbles supporting it below, and more and more pebbles are needed below that.

That way, it wouldn’t fall over in the wind.

He suddenly became what people call a wind catcher.

Choi Yu-ji walked quietly and observed the other person.

The pale face was a face that had never seen sunlight.

I didn’t like the parasitic look there.

From the very beginning, Choi Yu-ji looked easygoing.

The corners of Choi Yu-ji’s mouth went up to their limit after seeing the other person’s book.

The scent of new books from my opponent’s books wafted far and wide.

None of the scholars here had bought new copies of the Four Books and Three Classics.

There was no student who would throw away a book that still had the annotations from his teacher and buy a new one.

Books are like life to scholars who are pursuing their studies.

Just by looking at the cover of the book, you could tell how deep the other person’s knowledge was.

After reading the Four Books and Three Classics once, the color gradually turns yellow.

After reading it ten times, the yellow color turns red.

After reading it a hundred times, the red color turns to earth color.

That was the fate of the book that accompanied the Confucian scholar.

The book that was now written as Choi Yu-ji’s Analects had turned yellow, if not black. Not only the Analects, but also the Four Books and Five Classics and the rest of the books were in a similar condition.

No one here was holding a book like that.

On the other hand, the opponent’s book was clean.

In other words, the other person’s academic background is at rock bottom.

His opponent was inferior to him both in knowledge and power.

Choi Yu-ji quickly hid her expression.

This is because the other person recognized his gaze and stood up from his seat.

Choi Yu-ji quickly greeted him at that sight.

“Hello. My name is Choi Yu-ji from Shanxi.”

“Nice to meet you. My name is Pang Hanbin.”

Hanbin bowed his head slightly.

At that sight, Choi Yu-ji continued speaking with a solemn expression.

“Do you know that Yulim Seowon has a long tradition?”

“Tradition? This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

“In the first class at Yulim Seowon, there is always a bet to determine academic ranking.”

“I bet… … .”

“Would you like to make a bet with me?”

“What is the bet?”

“It’s a bet to see who can solve the problem posed by Dean Jang Yu-jung first.”

“What should I bet on?”

“What would be good? Since it’s a bet to determine the hierarchy, wouldn’t it be enough to just be the lower-ranking person? It looks like I’m older… … .”

Choi Yu-ji, whose voice trailed off, looked at Han-bin with the most friendly expression possible.

The words determine the hierarchy, or to be precise, it means to become a subordinate.

Hanbin also smiled back at that smile.

“I don’t really believe in things I can’t see. For example, promises or rules of order… .”

“Then what do you want?”

“I would like to bet a little more money on what Mr. Choi said.”

“Money… … .”

Choi Yu-ji trailed off and a smile appeared on her lips.

The surroundings began to stir at that sight.

The students quickly gathered around Hanbin and Choi Yuji.

“It looks like the battle for rank has finally begun.”