Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 532



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532. The Eyes Are Not Aware (1)

The secretaries working at Habukpengga were mostly scholars who had repeatedly failed the provincial civil service examination, so they knew more about the Confucian academies than anyone else.

For them, Yulim Seowon was not a place that could satisfy their passion for learning.

It was a symbol representing the shortcut to success.

That would be the case, because if you complete all the courses at Yulim Seowon, you will have the same status as someone who passed the Hyangsi exam.

Does it make sense for a child of a noble family to pass the Hyangsi exam?

There, this place is Habukpangga.

Wasn’t it Habuk Pengga who was said to be the best in terms of strength and temperament?

Talented people from the Confucian academy did not fit in with the Habuk Pengga.

After a while their murmuring stopped.

This is because the procession of the youngest prince of the Habuk Peng family appeared from afar.

One of the clerks pointed to the procession with his index finger.

“What is that? Looking closely, it’s completely the only woman.”

The tone was slightly sarcastic.

He was Jang Moon-soo, a mid-level secretary working at Habukpengga.

In some ways, he was the one who harbored the most resentment towards Hanbin among the secretaries.

If he had passed the Hyangsi exam, he would have worked as an official in Hebei Province or the imperial palace, not as a member of the martial arts world.

Although the treatment at Habukpengga was not bad, the status of the manager and the secretary at Habukpengga were like heaven and earth.

So, the youngest prince, who happened to go to Confucian Academy, could not have been happy.

Then another secretary turned his head reflexively and asked.

“What does that mean? The only woman… … .”

He trailed off.

The youngest prince’s procession was just as Jang Moon-soo had said.

Anyone who saw it would probably think of the word ‘only woman’.

While everyone else was wearing white military uniforms, Hanbin was the only one wearing red military uniforms.

If you drop a drop of red paint on a piece of white paper, it will look like this.

The secretary who was pointing to the youngest Confucius’s procession tilted his head and asked his colleague.

“Were there really that many concubines for the youngest prince?”

In fact, Hanbin’s procession was quite large.

The scribes tilted their heads.

I didn’t know it when I saw it from afar, but when I looked closely, I saw that it wasn’t just a squire wearing military uniforms.

Behind them, people dressed in white followed quietly.

The clerk began to count their numbers.

“That’s right. One, two, three… … .”

The lips of the one counting numbers would not stop.

While they counted the numbers in the line, Hanbin got closer and closer.

The secretaries hastily covered their mouths as Hanbin approached them.

As Hanbin approached, the secretaries politely waved their winnings.

“I come to see His Majesty the Fourth Prince.”

When the same voice rang out in front of the Gajujeon, Hanbin waved his hand with a kind face.

“You don’t have to be so polite.”

“No. When we heard that the prince was coming, all the family members were waiting.”

The scribes have not yet raised their heads.

I was a little jealous of Hanbin going to Yulim Seowon, but the difference in social status was strictly governed by law.

Didn’t you just chew on Hanbin as an appetizer just a little while ago?

Only after Hanbin passed by did the secretaries raise their heads.

The scribes who raised their heads simultaneously turned into stone statues.

Many of the people following Hanbin were people he was seeing for the first time.

However, it was immediately clear that they were not warriors.

Anyone who saw them could tell they were Confucian scholars.

He was wearing a hat indicating his status as a Confucian scholar and was neatly dressed in crisp, ironed clothes.

Looking closely, I noticed that the line wasn’t just made up of students.

Among them was an old-looking bachelor.

The problem was the bachelor’s appearance.

The word “Yulrim” was embroidered in green on the sleeves of the clothes.

There was only one place marked in green as Yulim.

That place is Yulim Seowon.

Among them, the only people qualified to wear such clothes were the scholars teaching there.

That is to say, they were instructors at Yulim Seowon.

Why on earth are the scholars of Yulim Seowon?

This was the question that arose in the minds of the students.

Their procession quickly retreated into the courtyard.

As they all disappeared into the courtyard, the door to the courtyard closed.

In an instant, the scribes began to pour out their speculations.

“Why did the scholars of Yulim Seowon come to Habukpangga?”

“… … .”

But there was no one to answer that question.

At that time, Jang Moon-soo carefully opened his mouth.

“I think something big has happened.”

“What does that mean?”

“Think about it carefully. Don’t you all know how noble the scholars of Yulim Seowon are?”

“Hmm, that’s right. The scholars of Yulim Seowon are the ones who don’t even bow their heads to the lord.”

“But why did you come here…? Why do you think that is?”

“Well… … .”

“Think about it carefully. If it were normal, would they have come all the way here?”

“hmm.”

“If the youngest Confucius has returned now, doesn’t that mean he returned before completing the course? If he returned in the middle of the course, and came with a scholar from the Confucian Academy… … .”

“Then maybe?”

“It’s clear that there was an accident.”

“An accident… … What on earth happened that made the scholars of Yulim Seowon follow you?”

“Well, I don’t know. But, things are not normal… … .”

Jang Moon-soo trailed off slightly and looked around.

At that sight, one of the fellow secretaries bowed his head.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Do you know what the most feared place in the martial arts world is?”

“Are you a demonic cult?”

“What is scarier than the devil is the coffin.”

“A coffin…? Why are you talking about that?”

“They must have come here to find fault with the youngest Confucius. Otherwise, would the instructors from the Confucian Academy have followed us here in a line like that?”

“No, didn’t His Majesty the Emperor give you a reward yesterday?”

“I mean, I’m nervous about that.”

“What are you talking about?”

“What comes to mind when you mention Habuk Pengga in the martial arts world? Obviously, martial arts people will think of a sword and a tiger.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“But yesterday, on the scroll, it was clearly written as Jungwon Ilgeom.”

“Hmm, what’s the problem? Isn’t it natural for the youngest prince to use a sword?”

“It looks to me like they’re trying to reassure Habukpangga.”

“You’re reassuring me?”

“Just like yesterday, they gave me an award and then hit me on the back of the head right away.”

Jang Moon-soo pretended to hit his fellow secretary on the back of the head.

The fellow secretary looked at Jang Moon-soo in disbelief.

“Hey, make sense. Then the palace soldiers should have come with you. Why did only the scholars come with you?”

“Hmm, well, what you said makes sense… … .”

When Jang Moon-soo trailed off, his fellow secretary asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Excuse me, look over there!”

Jang Moon-soo pointed to the main gate of Habukpangga.

There was a particularly striking procession approaching.

They were obviously soldiers.

They were clearly in golden attire, as their golden belts were particularly striking.

For a moment, the scribes’ faces became thoughtful.

They slowly backed away and looked around.

* * *

Inside the Gajujeon, the Habuk Pengga masters, including Gaju Penggangwi, were wide-eyed.

It was because I couldn’t believe what was unfolding before my eyes.

The people Hanbin brought in were none other than his fellow students from Yulim Seowon and Dean Jang Yu-jung.

Dean Jang Yoo-joong respectfully gave a congratulatory speech to Gaju Peng Kang-wi.

In fact, until then, Peng Kang-wi wasn’t that flustered.

The problem arose after Jang Yu-jung revealed his identity.

Jang Yu-jung’s fame was known even in the martial arts world.

Naturally, Peng Kang-wi knew Jang Yu-jung better than anyone else.

To put it in terms of his reputation in the martial arts world, Jang Yu-jung was one of the top ten masters in the world.

How dare such a person offer himself a lottery!

It is known that Jang Yu-jung rarely gives examples of lottery winnings.

In fact, the punch is a move that shows that you have no hostility towards the opponent and that you have no weapon.

Jang Yu-jung spent his entire life with books and brushes.

There was no way he had a weapon in his hand.

Of course, there was no way he would have any hostility towards the other party.

For that reason, Jang Yu-jung was known to only give a slight greeting to his opponents.

But when he suddenly raised the lottery ticket, even Peng Kang-wi was taken aback.

In fact, Jang Yoo-jung’s fame alone must have made Peng Gang-wi feel like one of the three great martial artists was offering him the first round of prizes.

Peng Kang-wi waved his hand and gave the lottery.

“That is too much, sir.”

“No. It’s nothing compared to the favor I received from Master Peng Yu.”

“Haha, I don’t know if my child helped, but Dean Jang’s example is excessive.”

“Haha. I was wondering who Peng Yu-saeng resembled, but he looks exactly like you, Lord. I’m jealous.”

“If you keep doing this, I’ll have to find a place to hide.”

Peng Kang-wi waved his hands.

But the corners of my lips kept going up.

After a brief greeting, they continued their conversation.

Peng Kang-wi was now curious about the students behind him.

Why on earth did they come here?

As if he noticed Peng Kang-wi’s gaze, one of the students stepped forward.

“Greetings, Father. My name is Yang Seok-bong of Anhui Yangga.”

“Father? If it’s Anhuiyangga… … .”

Peng Kangwi’s eyes grew wide again.

The Anhui Yang family was a famous family that even Peng Jiangwei knew.

There were already two prime ministers produced by that family.

It was impossible not to know about a family that was deeply rooted in central politics.

Then another student came forward.

“Greetings. My name is Choi Yu-ji of the Shanxi Choi clan.”

“Haha, if it’s the Shanxi Choi clan… … .”

The eyes on the top of the hill shook slightly.

Since he was a Confucian scholar from Yulim Seowon, I knew he was likely from a prestigious family.

However, I had no idea that children of such powerful families would come from Yurim Seowon with Hanbin.

Their greetings continued.

As all the greetings continued, Peng Kang-wi looked at Jang Yu-jung.

When their eyes met, Jang Yu-jung smiled brightly and continued speaking.

“Looking at the look in your eyes, it seems you don’t understand the current situation.”

“Yes, that’s right. The fact that the Dean himself came and went, and that so many students came a long way… … .”

“Haha, of course you would. Actually, Mr. Peng said he would go back alone. But we felt sorry for him, so we came with him. I guess that proves how precious Mr. Peng is to us.”

“Thank you for loving a bad child, sir.”

“You’re ugly. What do you mean? Go away.”

“I came back without finishing the course at Yulim Seowon, so I am worried about the Dean… … .”

Gaju Pengangwei had to stop talking for a moment.

This is because Jang Yu-jung stopped talking by showing his palm.

What was even stranger was that Jang Yu-jung’s expression was strange.

It seemed like he was looking at me as if I was being absurd.

It seemed as if he was regaining his appetite, as if it was bitter.

At that sight, Peng Kangwi asked urgently.

“Did I make a mistake, sir?”

“It’s not a mistake. But there is one thing you are mistaken about.”

“You say I was mistaken… … What do you mean?”

As Peng Kang-wi carefully observed the situation, Jang Yu-jung continued speaking.

“Student Pang Hanbin was not eliminated from the department.”

“You’re saying that you didn’t drop out? What do you mean?”