Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 549



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549. The Master of the Stakes (4)

It was Jang Yu-jung who I would not have been able to make eye contact with under normal circumstances.

Is this what the great scholar Jang Yu-jung suggests?

The scribes couldn’t even blink.

When they swallowed dry saliva as if they couldn’t stand it anymore, Jang Yu-jung continued speaking.

“Three years from now! I will call you to Yulim Seowon. This is a proposal from the headmaster.”

Everyone’s eyes widened at Jang Yu-jung’s words.

That would be the case, as the students of Yulim Seowon have the same status as those who passed the local civil service examination.

It means that you have passed the provincial exam just by receiving the notice of admission.

It was a time when everyone was just blankly staring.

Hanbin asked cautiously.

“How would you like to make a bet with the magistrate?”

“How did you know that?”

Jang Yu-jung said with a meaningful smile.

“A promise is a promise, so you have to keep it.”

Hanbin smiled awkwardly at that laughter.

“no way…….”

“That would be right, haha.”

Jang Yu-jung smiled happily.

Hanbin seemed to know Jang Yu-joong’s plan.

I’m sincere in keeping my promises, but that’s as far as it goes.

It was clear that the promise would be kept, but that the magistrate would be thoroughly investigated.

It was obvious that once the investigation was over, all the wealth and connections that had supported him would be gone.

Hanbin looked up into the sky quietly.

Even though the rate of increase had slowed down, the number of deep-rooted knots was still increasing.

Hanbin clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘If it were this easy, I wouldn’t have gone through all that trouble!’

Hanbin quietly looked up at the sky and fell into thought.

Now it was time to collect the remaining stakes.

What was important to Hanbin was the bond rather than the actual money.

On one side of the sky that Hanbin was looking at, there was a continuous series of deepening sections, and the numbers representing the corners of wisdom were constantly changing.

The number was changing every time I forgot about it.

[Advanced]

[… … ]

[Wisdom: Seventy-Nine]

Just looking at the ending of the story made me laugh out loud.

Yang Seok-bong, who was watching from the side, asked.

“Peng Yu-saeng! Is there anything good… …?”

“It’s a secret.”

When Hanbin laughed brightly, Yang Seokbong laughed back.

Everyone looked at each other and burst out laughing.

It seemed so natural that he avoided answering by saying it was a secret.

* * *

At the same time, at a checkpoint in Beijing.

It was an unexpected situation that influenced the changes in the Yongrin Sword Technique’s in-depth section.

“Can I take a look too?”

“Oh, that won’t work. This scroll is meant to be presented to His Majesty the Emperor.”

“I heard that he is a unique calligrapher. If I can’t see that handwriting with my own eyes, I won’t be able to sleep when I get home.”

“But that won’t work. I can’t show it to anyone. It’s sealed here… … .”

“Isn’t there a seal? And if no one has seen it, how can I know that the writing in that scroll is an inscription in a famous handwriting?”

“Oh, I see. … … Then I’ll take a quick look and put it back.”

“Okay.”

The hooded bachelor took out a bamboo stick, licking his lips.

This is Hanbin’s sentence made into a folding screen.

The county magistrate gave special instructions because if it was just sent to the palace, it could be mixed up with other temples.

This scroll was quite famous among scholars.

There is a saying among scholars that rumors spread faster than a horse.

That statement was true.

Even before this scroll arrived in Beijing, some renowned scholars were eagerly waiting for the tribute items.

Appreciating this scroll became a trend among scholars in Beijing.

This is the reason why Hanbin was able to build up his skills unintentionally.

* * *

Three hours later.

The Darui floor near Cheonsujang.

After checking the list of successful candidates for the provincial civil service examination, they were spending some rare quiet time in Daru.

The scene continued as if time had stopped.

If it weren’t for the faint steam rippling over the teacup, it could be considered a landscape painting where time had stopped.

It was the same for Hanbin.

Although he was with the scribes and the students of Yurim Seowon, Hanbin seemed lost in thought as he gazed at the distant mountains.

Seeing that sight, others followed Hanbin and looked at the distant mountains.

It was because of the misunderstanding that there might be some enlightenment in the mountains visible in the distance.

Of course, what Hanbin was looking at was not a distant mountain.

Hanbin was looking at the details of the Yongrin Sword Technique accurately.

It was only a matter of time before the limit of the advanced version was reached, which was 100.

[Wisdom: Eighty-one]

If we reach 100, there will definitely be some changes.

My curiosity rose to my chin.

Hanbin looked at the rising numbers and then quickly turned his head.

Now it was time to collect the final stakes.

Hanbin asked Jang Moonsoo.

“How is your father?”

“yes?”

Jang Moon-soo was speechless at the sudden question.

Even though he had revealed a little bit about his family situation, Hanbin had never asked him this question.

“Didn’t you say that your father fought with his family and left the family? And didn’t you say that he even changed his name?”

“that…….”

Jang Moon-soo trailed off.

Even though I confessed it to Hanbin, I didn’t want to reveal it in such a public place.

“Don’t you owe me something?”

“If it’s debt, then of course… … .”

I skipped the rest of the story. It was so obvious.

Hanbin had a debt that he could never repay, even if he spent his entire life doing it.

It was not an academic achievement.

My perspective on the world has changed.

And the way we approach academics has also changed.

It wasn’t until yesterday that I learned that the dried radish greens that the secretaries of Habukpangga, including myself, ate as a side dish were a one-of-a-kind elixir.

Who would give such an elixir to a commoner who is not even a direct descendant of a family?

By the way, his chronic shoulder pain had also disappeared.

My friend, Jo Il-soon, also said that the pain in his back disappeared at some point.

Hanbin created a healthy body as he first contributed.

No matter how clear the water is, if the container is not clean, it cannot be preserved for a long time.

Now that we have a sturdy vessel, the possibilities are endless.

Jang Moon-soo, of course, was thinking of being a little more ambitious.

That desire was to be taught by Hanbin.

Then Hanbin said.

“Didn’t your father say that when he came out holding your hand, there was an old pine tree that was bent like a zelkova tree in front of the door?”

“Yes, that’s right. Even if I don’t remember anything else, I remember that old pine tree clearly. But why is that…?”

Jang Moon-soo was left speechless.

This is because the look in Jang Yu-jung’s eyes, who was watching the conversation from the side, changed.

I couldn’t continue speaking because the look in his eyes was so strange.

Jang Yu-jung’s eyes were trembling endlessly.

His shoulders were also trembling like an aspen tree in midwinter, following the gaze.

Hanbin, who was watching the scene, nodded to the other secretaries.

He also winked at the students of the Confucian academy surrounding him.

Their eyes were full of curiosity.

When Hanbin nodded again, they stood up from their seats.

Hanbin took them out of Daru.

Hanbin, who saw the shadows of Jang Yu-joong and Jang Moon-soo reflected in the window, quietly turned his head.

At that sight, Jo Il-soon came over urgently and asked.

“What happened, my lord?”

“They will finish their story shortly, so listen to it then.”

“Yes, I understand, my lord.”

Jo Il-soon won the lottery.

In Hanbin’s head, he could roughly predict the conversation that would take place between them.

The purpose of Jang Yu-jung coming to Habuk has already been achieved.

Hanbin doesn’t know what happens after that.

Because it’s a story they have to create in the future.

* * *

Two days later, the Habuk Peng family’s battle.

Hanbin and the secretaries stood in front of the Gaju Penggangwi.

Gaju Pengangwei narrowed his eyes at their unexpected atmosphere.

In fact, Gaju Pengangwei was very much looking forward to it.

I heard the news that Jang Mun-su, a mid-level secretary, passed the local government examination.

After hearing the shocking story that some people decided to remain in Habukpangga even after passing the civil service exam, I wanted to see the changes in the secretaries with my own eyes.

However, the scribes in front of me now give off an air of being closer to warriors than to scholars studying literature.

Peng Kang-wi slowly walked in front of them, slightly showing off his momentum.

It was to see the scribes’ reactions.

Peng Kang-wi tilted his head.

In the past, they would have flinched even at this level of momentum.

But now, even though I was showing off my momentum, there was no response.

Peng Kang-wi, standing in front of them, turned his gaze to Han Bin.

“You’ve worked hard. But why doesn’t Secretary Jang, who passed the provincial exam this year, appear?”

“I gave him a vacation because he said he was stopping by my house for a bit.”

“What a pity, ugh.”

Peng Kang-wi whetted his appetite.

This was his true heart.

That was when.

The door to the Gajujeon opened.

Everyone’s gaze naturally turned to where the door was.

Jang Yu-jung was standing there.

Jang Yu-jung had been forgotten by the elders and the nobles after leaving Habukpengga a few days ago.

No one expected him to suddenly appear when they thought he had left.

The elders and the ministers looked at Jang Yu-jung and stopped talking.

Because the atmosphere in Jang Yu-jung was a little strange.

The elders and the chieftains learned through Jang Yu-jung that it wasn’t only the martial artists who were showing off their aura.

Jang Yu-jung was showing off his scholarly, strict demeanor, unlike his usual self.

At that time, Jang Yu-jung walked slowly.

At the same time, the elders and the footnotes stepped back to make way.

To the people of martial arts, Jang Yu-jung was a person who was distant.

The atmosphere quickly froze over as Jang Yu-jung’s expression seemed to have hardened.

Only Peng Kang-wi tilted his head and looked at Jang Yu-jung.

When Jang Yu-jung stood in front of Pengangwei, he felt as if two huge mountains were facing each other.

When everyone was nervous, Jang Yu-jung reached out his hand.

The elders and the footnotes screamed, forgetting that Jang Yu-jung was a scholar.

“Stop… … .”

The elders and the footnotes froze, unable to finish their words.

Because Jang Yu-jung held Peng Kang-wi’s hand.

In fact, holding hands like that was rude to Muin.

Everyone was looking at this situation as if it was absurd.

Jang Yu-jung finally opened his mouth.

“Thank you very much, Gaju.”

“What’s going on?”

Peng Kang-wi asked cautiously.

“Thanks to you, I have fulfilled my lifelong wish.”

“Thanks to me, what do you mean?”

“If the head of the household gave birth to Peng Yu-saeng, then what else could it be but the head of the household’s virtue?”

Jang Yu-jung put strength into every word.

Thanks to this, the expressions on the faces of the elders and the elders changed from moment to moment.

The great scholar Jang Yu-jung held the hand of the master and expressed his gratitude because of Sa Gong-ja!

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out what it meant.

Someone was looking at Hanbin and muttering to himself.

“Who on earth is the Four Princes… … .”

At the same time, everyone’s eyes turned to Hanbin.

Hanbin was looking at the distant mountains through the open window of the guest house as always.

The hostess whispered softly as she saw Hanbin lost in thought.

“It’s clear that the upper level battle has opened… … .”

“Haha, what a blessing for the family!”

Despite their words, Hanbin continued to stare into space.

[I found the fate that was scattered throughout the world. Because of that, I obtained the Gugyeol.]