Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 543



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543. Betting at the Cheonsujang (3)

Looking at his expression, Jang Moon-soo realized that something was wrong.

How can you make such a face like you’re about to fly away when your contract period is almost over!

Just looking at his expression, he looked like a Taoist monk about to ascend the throne.

Thinking back to what I had said earlier, I could see how much I had rolled around here.

In other words, signing the contract was a foolish act.

Jang Moon-soo swallowed dry saliva and asked again.

“What are you talking about, sir?”

“Well, that kind of thing happens. Hehe, but no matter how much I think about it, it’s still strange.”

“What are you talking about?”

“How can you not know about our Prince Peng?”

“I know.”

“You know, but are you saying you just signed the contract without thinking?”

“Excuse me, could you explain the contract to me more clearly?”

“Do you know who was the first person to enter this Cheonsujang?”

“That, that is… … .”

“That’s right, me. To be exact, me and the members of the Red Blood Tiger Squad.”

“Uh, can you explain in a little more detail what happened?”

“Just the near-death experiences I’ve had here at Cheonsujang… … . It’s not just once or twice.”

“Are you speaking as a member of the National Assembly?”

“Well, to be exact, they are the members of the Red Blood Tiger Squad… … Of course, including Captain Sim and Captain So Dae-seop. I almost died from overwork treating them.”

“Well, what on earth are you talking about?”

“Would you believe that the practice you did today was the lightest level?”

“This is a light stage?”

Jang Moon-soo looked at Jang Ja-myeong with a blank expression as if he had lost the world.

At that sight, Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking.

“Yes, it’s the lightest stage.”

“We are just mere students, or rather, scribes. So why do we have to practice like that?”

This was the truth.

But actually, I’ve been curious about this for a while.

During the training, no one raised a question because they were overwhelmed by the momentum of Simmiho and the Red Blood Tiger Squad.

Now that the identity of the person they were talking to was revealed to be a member of parliament, they were just beginning to ask questions.

In fact, there was nothing I couldn’t say to the congressman.

It was a law that only by revealing one’s own intimate secrets could one be cured.

In addition, the sight of Jang Ja-myeong taking care of the patients and venting his complaints made me feel like he was in the same situation as them.

For that reason, I could only speak comfortably to Jang Ja-myeong.

Although Jang Moon-soo’s voice was a little loud, Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking without showing any sign of displeasure.

“Why do you think you are holding the rope?”

“Well… … .”

Jang Moon-soo trailed off.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out the reason.

In common parlance, if you want to criticize, you have to criticize, so I just held on to it.

The secretaries who were eavesdropping on the conversation between Jang Moon-soo and Jang Ja-myeong also had blank expressions.

None of them knew the reason either.

Jang Ja-myeong, seeing their expressions, continued speaking with a look of kindness on his face.

“To correct it!”

“What, what do you mean? Correcting it? What did we do wrong that you are correcting? So this is a punishment?”

“Haha, you misunderstood what I said.”

“Misunderstanding?”

“To correct is to correct the brush. Just as I correct this needle.”

“What, what does that mean?”

“The Red Blood Tigers hung on the ropes of the Sashindae for three days and nights to straighten the hilt of their swords. What do you think would happen to a warrior who loses his sword hilt? No, think of it as war… … Do you think the enemy would let a soldier who loses his weapon in war go, ‘Oh, you made a mistake.’?”

“… … .”

“For a soldier who loses his weapon, only death awaits him.”

“Now, wait a minute, sir. How is the brush and the hilt of the sword the same?”

“Heh heh, it might take you a little longer.”

“What does that mean?”

Jang Moon-soo had no choice but to keep asking the same questions.

It was understood that a soldier must not let go of his weapon.

But how can that weapon and the brush be the same?

“Peng Gongzi used to say it like a habit. He said that with one needle, he could kill ten masters, or save ten masters.”

“You may be so, since you are a member of the National Assembly. But isn’t the brush different?”

“What weapon do you think can kill many people in war?”

“If that’s the weapon… … then wouldn’t it be gunpowder?”

“You were wrong.”

“hmm…….”

Jang Moon-soo stroked his chin.

The other secretaries also poked their heads out.

Then Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking.

“It’s a brush.”

“What on earth does that mean?”

“Depending on the military order given by the general, tens of thousands of people can die or live. What will be the basis for giving that military order?”

“… … .”

Jang Moon-soo was speechless.

It seemed to make sense, but I absolutely could not accept it.

How can a general’s brush and a scholar’s brush be the same?

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong chuckled.

“Haha, looking at that expression, I guess you still haven’t opened up.”

“Have you opened your heart, sir?”

“To some extent… … .”

“Didn’t you just start complaining like us earlier?”

“It must be hard. I have never lived a comfortable life like you, like a greenhouse plant. Of course, that is, since I came to Cheonsujang.”

“… … .”

“There was a time when I stayed up all night for three days and not even went to the bathroom. There was also a time when I didn’t eat anything for ten days to treat the poisoning of the Red Blood Tiger. And… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong constantly told stories of his bravery.

Although it was a boast, it was a story that was terrifying for others to hear.

But not a single one of these was a lie.

In Hanamjeongga, they stayed up all night treating the head of the household. They couldn’t even go to the back room.

When I encountered Cheon-dok in Jang-un-hyeon, I couldn’t eat anything for ten days because I didn’t know what kind of poison was mixed in the food.

How about Sacheondangga there?

Jang Ja-myeong, who was telling the story, paused for a moment and looked up at the ceiling.

As I kept bragging, I realized that even if I only looked at one of them, it was an incident that made Kangho look like a genius.

Jang Ja-myeong himself was also involved in the incident.

In that sense, the four Confucius of Habukpengga might have been evil spirits who brought disaster.

Otherwise, incidents would have continued to occur wherever he went.

Of course, if Hanbin knew about Jang Ja-myeong’s thoughts, he might feel wronged.

It’s not that Hanbin was the one who caused the incident, he just noticed it and took the initiative.

But in Jang Ja-myeong’s eyes, it seemed like Han-bin was the one causing the incident.

Still, there was no fear that his faith in Hanbin would waver.

Thanks to Hanbin, my knowledge of poisons has improved by leaps and bounds since I was at Baekdokgok. On top of that, I also got a comprehensive treatment method.

Jang Moon-soo asked cautiously at Jang Ja-myeong’s expression.

“Judging from your expression, it seems like you have no regrets.”

“I became the best thanks to Peng Gongzi!”

“The best?”

“You have become the best as a member of parliament!”

Of course, I left out the poison story.

There was only one experience I was confident about while being with Hanbin.

Jang Moon-soo asked cautiously at the word “best.”

“Is that true?”

“In the entire Central Plains, there is no doctor who has treated more patients than me, Jang Ja-myeong.”

Jang Ja-myeong pointed to his own face with his thumb.

There was an indescribable pride in his expression.

“What method did you use… … .”

Jang Moon-soo’s eyes lit up for a moment.

The dying flame of hope was rekindled.

Jang Ja-myeong smiled brightly at that sight.

“Your eyes are like flames. Your gaze looks really good right now. Actually, even if you said method, it wasn’t much. Peng Gongzi is excellent at making patients!”

“Creating a patient? What does that mean…?”

“Well, the people around you also become patients when they are around Peng Gongja, so what else could you be but a heaven-sent patient-making machine? After all, time in the world of martial arts flows without stopping. So just wait for the time!”

After saying those words, Jang Ja-myeong left the place.

Jang Ja-myeong came out of their quarters and smiled faintly.

As soon as he left, the clerks began to chatter.

Until recently, the prevailing view was that running away was the only way to survive.

But there were also those who saw hope in Jang Ja-myeong’s words.

“Does that mean we can become the best too?”

“Are your ears blocked? What did the congressman just say?”

“They said he became the best because of the youngest prince.”

“No, you should listen carefully to the last words. Didn’t you clearly say at the end that it was a patient maker?”

“Well, that’s true… … .”

“Aren’t we also patients now? Listening to the doctor’s story, I don’t feel like things will get any better.”

“But since we’ve come this far, shouldn’t we wait a few days and see?”

It was while they were making a fuss.

Jang Moon-soo came forward.

“Please wait a moment!”

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Jang Moon-soo.

As everyone’s gaze focused on one spot, Jang Moon-soo continued speaking.

“The important thing is the contract. I heard there’s something in it that we haven’t seen.”

“Hey, don’t say that. Who is that? Aren’t you the secretary of Habukpengga? And you’re saying we missed that little phrase?”

Everyone nodded at the secretary’s words.

That would be the case, the Habuk Peng family was a large family.

The story was that the work a secretary had to do was comparable to that of a government office.

The story was that he was second to none when it came to documentation.

There was no way they could not see the writing as a group.

Jang Moon-soo ignored them and took out his contract.

Then I started reading it carefully.

Jang Moon-soo, who had been reading for a long time, dropped the contract.

Bam.

Others began to look at their contracts too.

Jang Ja-myeong’s words were true.

The contract was filled with unexpected, toxic clauses written in tiny print here and there.

Some of the scribes’ eyes lit up as if they had made up their minds.

Jang Moon-soo chewed his lips and clenched his fist.

At that moment, Jo Il-soon appeared from behind, tapped Jang Moon-soo on the shoulder, and said.

“Why are you frowning like that?”

“Hmm, just telling you… … . I’ve decided to escape from here tonight.”

When Jang Moon-soo’s eyes lit up, Jo Il-soon asked in surprise.

“What does that mean?”

“If this contract is followed, we will die. No, if it says we must die, we must die.”

“What difference does it make if I escape?”

“I can’t die like this.”

The clerks were agitated by their conversation.

Jang Moon-soo and Jo Il-soon were completely different before they entered Cheonsujang.

Jang Moon-soo, who had brought them here, incited them to escape.

Cho Il-soon, who had initially opposed it, was now accepting the situation.

Jo Il-soon did not accept the situation.

To put it more precisely, I had given up.

My instincts were screaming that although it was dangerous to remain here, it was even more dangerous to escape.

It was that very instinct that screamed at me not to come here.

* * *

That night.

A few men began to walk between the pavilions, carrying walking sticks.

The person standing at the front was Secretary Jang Moon-soo.

Jang Moon-soo looked back and whispered carefully.

“We’re almost there. Just hold on a little longer.”

Their footsteps became more secretive.

Sweep.

A sound similar to the rustling of fallen leaves echoed between the pavilions.

Jang Moon-soo moved to a wall far from the main gate.

This was a fence that one of the scribes had been keeping an eye on.

Luckily, there was a hole in the wall.

The clerks who arrived at the bottom of the wall looked at each other and smiled brightly.