The Heavenly Horse Who Hits the Ball - Chapter 67
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“Why are there so many lottery tickets? And why did you buy silk instead of giving it to me with money?”
“You can’t see when people give money, but you can see when people give gifts.”
“To show people?”
“Besides, it is said that when priestesses perform a ceremony to call upon the gods, they wear new clothes, and when the ceremony is over, they burn the clothes. The consumption of clothes is not insignificant.”
“Why do you go to such lengths to attract people’s attention?”
“Friendly relations.”
“Friendly relations?”
“It’s like Mo Yong-se and Shin Moo-gung are like that. I’m trying to get at least one person on my side. If possible, somewhere with strong influence.”
“Is it really necessary to do that when we have a father?”
“This is not a personal matter, but a matter for the family. So please support me too.”
“Hmm… If Shinmugung shows a friendly attitude towards Moyongse… it wouldn’t be bad.”
“Right? So you roll up your sleeves and help too.”
“Mo Yong-se’s work is similar to my work. I will help you.”
The ‘yo’ character was added again.
She was very emotional, yet honest.
“How can I help you first?”
“I’ll tell you that later.”
“Okay. By the way… Are you going?”
“where?”
“Sleeping Dragon Society.”
“Sleeping Dragon Society? Ah! The Successor’s Meeting.”
I forgot what Na Kyung-chun said about playing politics.
Because I didn’t want to go, it seemed like it was completely erased from my mind.
“It’s just boring to go to a gathering of runny-nosed kids.”
“Kid, kid?”
Ageing was ridiculous.
‘How old are you?’
The Jamryonghoe was a group with members that were considerably older than the Moyongbyeong in terms of age.
“Aren’t you going?”
“I said I would go because you said you would, but my father told me not to go.”
Mo Yong-byeong seemed to know why Na Kyung-chun was against Nai-hwa’s participation.
Naihwa is a long-lasting jewel that has monopolized the affection of the Heavenly Emperor.
It was obvious that everyone’s eyes would be on her if she participated there.
Some people won’t even hesitate to flatter others to score points.
Na Kyung-chun hopes that Mo Yong-byeong will take the lead in Jamryonghoe.
In that case, it would have been better if there was no age difference.
It was the same for the recruits, but the fact that they really didn’t want to go was what held them back.
“I’ll just show my face for a moment. Just for a moment.”
Since I was going anyway, I wish someone would clear up the mess.
One room.
All it took was a warning threat like, ‘I’m not a moji anymore, so don’t bother me.’
Because in Kangho, strength comes first.
“Have a nice day.”
“By the way, congratulations on getting over the wall.”
“Thank you. I should have said hello to you earlier, but I came here and saw that you had gone out…….”
“The important part is from now on. Whether you stop here or go further is determined at this point, so you have to meditate and contemplate every day so that you don’t forget what you’ve realized. No one can help you with that. You just have to keep moving forward on your own.”
“You say the same thing as your father. I’ve heard it so many times that it’s stuck in my ears.”
“What are you doing?”
“huh?”
“Go ahead and meditate.”
“Can you stay a little longer?”
“no.”
“Just one meal…….”
“go!”
The soldier pointed to the door with his finger.
“Tch!”
Naihwa stood up with her lips pursed and headed toward the door with a stomping sound.
Then, the soldier suddenly called her over.
“wait for a sec.”
In an instant, a bright color appeared on Naihwa’s face.
But he didn’t turn around right away.
“As you go!”
She grumbled as if she was mad, but there was a smile on her lips.
Looking at her back, Mo Yong-byeong said:
“But why do you keep saying ‘you’, ‘you’? Call me Gaju.”
Snap!
Although the recruiter didn’t see it, wrinkles appeared on Naihwa’s forehead.
She clenched her fists and trembled.
Naihwa answered, holding back the urge to turn around and vent her frustrations.
“It’s my heart!”
Bam!
Mo Yong-byeong said one more word to Na-i-hwa, who opened the door roughly.
“From now on, call me Gaju. Whether it’s official or private.”
“It’s my heart!”
bang!
Naihwa closed the door loudly and went out.
“The door is broken!”
Naihwa’s heart was broken before the door.
‘Idiot. Idiot. Idiot!’
* * *
The numerous sects and high-ranking clans that participated in the Gangbuk Martial Arts General Assembly all brought their successors with them.
The intention is to use this opportunity to broaden your horizons, make friends, and brighten your future.
Among them, there were upper-level sects and groups that had some influence.
Places that have a long tradition or are emerging as new powers.
The successors called themselves the Sleeping Dragons.
Unmijeong (Unmi Pavilion).
The Yunmi Pavilion, sponsored by the Beijing branch, was built in the middle of an artificial pond.
If you go up the bridge, you will come across a large pavilion that can accommodate at least 20 people enjoying tea. This is Unmijeong.
Inside the Unmijeong pavilion, about ten people were already seated.
Both the man and the woman were in their late teens to mid-twenties, so the age difference was not large.
The Jamryonghoe was an extremely political event.
The sleeping dragons were drinking and smiling, but each had different thoughts.
Among them, No Mu-jin, who was like an older brother to him, was not in a very good mood.
It was because Kang-Yu, who had been running around calling me ‘hyung,’ ‘hyung,’ and trying to catch my eye, hadn’t arrived at this place yet.
Of course, I can understand why you can’t come because you’re embarrassed after shitting and peeing on the street in broad daylight.
But you don’t say a word to me?
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Come even if it’s late.
If you don’t come to the end, I’ll cut off the money coming into your house.
Thinking like that, he remained silently in his seat.
The position of a Continental Merchant is a position that is somewhat looked down upon in Gangbuk.
It wasn’t because he was reserved and had a cold expression that he seemed faceless.
He got that nickname because he didn’t even pay attention to those he considered not worth dealing with.
It was the same even now.
Noh Mu-jin maintains a cold impression.
And there was a woman sitting next to him, leaning her upper body slightly forward and smiling.
“Brother Mujin. Is something wrong? Your expression is even more serious today.”
Honey dripping.
If you lift up Jo Mi-jin’s skirt, a woman who exudes aegyo, the tail attached to her butt will spin like a top.
She always was like that.
That would be the case, because if she could just capture No Mu-jin’s heart, her family would prosper.
Jo Mi-jin’s family ran a small store called Geumhwadang, but its wealth was nothing compared to that of the continental merchants.
But if you can just persuade Roh Moo-jin, the story will be different.
Jo Mi-jin smiled brightly and brought the fruit from the far side of the round table towards No Mu-jin.
“Hey, try some peaches. You like peaches, don’t you?”
It’s the utmost sincerity.
No Mu-jin pretended he couldn’t win and ate the peach.
Crispy.
It tastes pretty good.
“It’s delicious. Do you want some more?”
No Mu-jin nodded slightly in exhaustion, feeling relieved from the hurt feelings he had felt because of Kang Yoo.
“It’s delicious.”
“Eat this too.”
It was when Jo Mi-jin, who was excited, picked up another peach.
“Big! Big! I like it too.”
The one who coughed was the eldest son of the Shandong musician, Akbo-gyeong.
Shandong Yuga, which has maintained a long tradition, is a prestigious family.
Although the headquarters of Cheonjemun is in Jinan, Cheonjemun does not look down on the Akgajang because it recognizes the tradition.
Noh Mu-jin’s eyebrows furrowed and opened slightly.
Then, a faint smile followed.
‘No matter how hard you try, Jo Mi-jin won’t even pay attention to you.’
He had known from before that Akbo Kyung was interested in Jo Mi Jin.
Noh Mu-jin slightly lowered his head and opened his mouth.
“Ah~.”
“oh.”
Jo Mi-jin shoved a peach into her open mouth, fussing.
No Mu-jin’s eyes followed the music book as he chewed the peach, making a crunching sound.
It felt even better to see Akbo-kyung trembling with jealousy.
The existence of a lover is always annoying and irritating.
‘But you’re not even my rival.’
Meanwhile, Jo Mi-jin acted naturally as if she had no idea what the two people were thinking.
But she already knew that two men wanted her.
The fun of weighing two men on a scale.
It was a privilege that only beautiful women could enjoy.
Jo Mi-jin was enjoying that privilege to the fullest.
She just pretended not to know.
If No Mu-jin doesn’t work, Akbo-kyung isn’t bad either.
That’s it.
“Hohoho…… It’s fun to watch people with just one peach, but the fun of watching them is sweeter.”
There was a girl who was secretly laughing at the sight of those three people.
Hwangbo Yakyak.
She is the only daughter of the Huangbo family who settled in Shandong Province, and is seventeen this year.
‘What kind of woman dares!’
No Mu-jin got angry, but soon controlled his anger when he realized that the other person was Hwangbo Yakyak.
Hwangbo Se-ga is one of the four major families of the Central Plains.
It was a place that could not be treated lightly even by the signboard of the Continental Chamber of Commerce.
But Roh Moo-jin did not back down like that.
‘Are you a woman too?’
It was because I saw the jealousy contained in Hwangbo Yakyak’s irritated words.
In fact, Hwangbo Yakyak was not feeling very well.
This was my first time attending the Jamryonghoe.
It would be nice to hold your head high and act proudly when it comes to your own name and family, but when you actually open the lid, the reality is different.
No one paid any attention to her, only exchanged casual greetings and formalities.
That’s understandable, because her appearance was ordinary.
Now that she was seventeen, she had less of the maturity of a woman.
In contrast, there were other women in the Jamryonghoe.
Jo Mi-jin of Geumhwadang.
Jeong Su-ah of Jeonghyeopmun is having a conversation with two men on one side.
Baek Bing-ryeo, the iron-blooded beauty who consistently ignores the courting gazes of men and only spits out cold wind.
These three women each radiate their own unique beauty, so why would men care about Hwangbo Yak-yak?
‘You stupid men. Do you really have no sense of judgment?’
The emotions that only a woman can feel surged up.
It was jealousy.
The two hands of Hwangbo Yakyak, who was lying under the table, clenched tightly and then released.
“phew…….”
I grabbed the teacup, but it was empty.
I glanced over and saw that the teapot was over there.
Hwangbo Yakyak, who had been making his own medicine by picking up the bottle of alcohol in front of him, ended up coughing because of the burning sensation that went down his throat for a moment.
“Cough! Cough! Why is this so poisonous?”
The old man next to me, Go Doo-cham, hurriedly pushed a plate of sweets over to me.
“That’s a really toxic lotus liquor. Put some sugar in your mouth.”
“Cool! Oh, thank you.”
When I put the candy in my mouth, the sweetness stimulated my salivary glands, but my throat still felt hot and burning.
Hwangbo Yakyak got up from his chair.
Goducham asked.
“Are you going?”
“No. I just wanted to go out and get some fresh air.”
“That would be better. We haven’t all gathered yet, so let’s rest for a bit.”
“thank you.”
Hwangbo Yakyak slightly bowed his head and walked towards the bridge.
I felt sad for some reason.
As I crossed the bridge, holding back my tears, a loud noise pierced my eardrums.
Frowning, Hwangbo Yakyak glared at the bridge in front of him.
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