Episode 93. A Span of Shadow2014.07.22.
Namgungcheon came every day. Since he showed up exactly at breakfast time, there was a bit of food at first, but from the next day, Sonbin prepared it in advance.
After the meal, Namgung-cheon looked around the shabby house or watched Nogun and Sinui play baduk from the side and gave advice.
“The seat on the left is empty.”
“It’s a left injury… … Hmm, I see.”
widely.
It was only one, but when God placed a stone in its place, the situation of the great nation changed.
“Ugh. “What if I tell you that!”
Lu Jun’s face instantly distorted, but Nan Gong Cheon spoke with a calm expression.
“Let’s pretend we knew. If that were the case, it would have been stopped a long time ago… … . Rather, should I throw a stone?”
“profit… … . again. “You go away!”
When Namgung-cheon got tired of watching baduk, he would sit in the shade and watch the kids playing or read Son Bin’s book on the table.
The old man asks in amazement the sight of Namgung-cheon sitting in the shade, holding a book with one hand and reading.
“Are you having fun?”
“It’s not fun.”
Nam Gung-cheon answered the old man, putting down the book he was reading.
“It wasn’t fun when I was young, but it’s still not fun when I read it when I’m older. “When I see people reading this as fun, it goes beyond being great and even seems strange.”
sniffling.
Nangong Cheon drank tea. He, who was savoring the scent of tea with her eyes half closed, tilted her head and said with a serious expression.
“After all, don’t those people have a weird head somewhere?”
Sonbin, who was sitting on a bamboo mat reading a book, smiled bitterly. It was a situation where all the scholars and scholars in the world would be instantly driven to insanity.
“Is that possible?”
The old man said with a sneer.
“It’s just as painful. “I’m just taking it all into consideration.”
“hmm. You really have great patience to endure this. It is 100 times better to swing a sword. “It’s a good thing I was born as a warrior.”
“Well, that’s right.”
Although it was rare for the two people to have the same opinion, Sonbin decided to just pretend not to hear it. Because it is better to be patient than to be mentally ill.
Suddenly, a leisurely wind passed by and shook the tree branches.
Shoot!
When the children left and darkness fell, Nam Gung-cheon would sit next to the old man with a small cup of wine in his arms and watch the trajectory drawn by the white heron.
At that time, he too remained silent. And when Sonbin’s training was over, he disappeared without a word. A few days passed like that.
∴
Rattling.
After washing and organizing the dishes, Sonbin came out, wiping his hands.
“Good work.”
Noh said as he passed by. Although the words seemed insincere at first glance, Sonbin smiled at the warmth contained in them.
“no. But, you’re not coming today?”
“who? Oh, you mean the brain sword?”
“It’s a sentai thunder sword.”
Sinui, who was polishing the baduk stones, corrected Nohgun’s words next to him.
“That guy is the guy. And what do I know why he doesn’t come? Maybe he went home. That guy too… … .”
The old man who was speaking frowned.
“Damn, I’m not there yet.”
Rattling.
As soon as Noh finished speaking, someone came in. It was Nam Gung-cheon, the former thunder sword.
“Huh, oh my.”
Nangong Cheon, who noticed that breakfast was already over, frowned and said.
“I have never been late for dinner in my entire life, so something like this happened today… … .”
“joy. Water that has already been spilled cannot be contained, and time that has passed cannot be turned back.”
Noh grinned and said as if he was cheerful.
“Your breakfast is already gone today. Now I can never eat it. “Cluck, click, click.”
Seeing Nam Gung-cheon frowning, Son Bin smiled and stood up.
“Please wait a moment. I am… … .”
“No, it’s okay.”
Nam Gung-cheon, who was frowning, suddenly spoke.
Let’s go.
Sonbin, who was getting up, stopped moving.
Behind Namgung-cheon, a slender, slightly younger-looking young woman was slowly walking. Her upturned black hair flutters over her bright bluish collar.
“Who are you?”
The old man frowns and asks.
“This is my granddaughter. Hyang-ah, say hello. “I am faithful to the Namaknogun and Goddess.”
Namgung-hyang bowed to Lu and Sinui in an elegant manner.
“It’s called incense. “It’s an honor to meet you.”
Nogun sniffed and answered, and Sinui nodded lightly.
“And that’s the lady from the Tangmun… … . Um, I don’t know the name.”
Namgoonghyang smiled slightly.
“See you again.”
Tang Yue’s eyes twinkled for a moment under the cotton thread.
“You may not know me, but I… … .”
“i know.”
Tang Yue’s low voice cut off Nangong Xiang’s words.
“She was wearing a purple robe and a jade hairpin.”
Surprise spread across Namgoonghyang’s eyes. It was the same outfit she had been wearing before.
“That’s amazing. “I never thought you would even remember me.”
Instead of answering, Tang Yue turned his head quietly. As if she had nothing to do with it. Looking at that scene, Namgoonghyang couldn’t hide the questions that arose.
‘It was the same person after all. ‘But how?’
It was surprising that he remembered himself even though he had only seen it once in passing. But what’s even more surprising is that her mood has changed so much that it seems like she’s a completely different person.
However, Namgoonghyang’s doubts did not continue.
Because my grandfather Namgungcheon said this.
“And this is Sonbin.”
Namgoonghyang turned his head. A young writer with a gentle expression, who was even ordinary compared to other people’s existence, stood in front of her.
Suddenly, it occurred to me that this was a familiar face, and at the same time, an image of him smiling with the kids came to mind.
“Ah, then… … .”
“ah.”
Sonbin also noticed her at the same time. It was the same girl who helped Soso when she fell. A soft smile spread across his face.
“See you again.”
Sonbin said while politely bowing.
“It’s called incense.”
Namgoonghyang also smiled and returned the favor.
“Hmm.”
The old man seemed to be upset and cleared his throat. When her mood became awkward, Nam Gung-cheon took out her small pouch from her chest, as if he had suddenly remembered it.
“Now that I think about it, I happened to find something like this… … .”
It was the Noh army that responded. He suddenly turned his head. And he immediately figured out the identity of what was in Nangong Cheon’s hand.
“What? “Is it a car?”
“The son of a defeated sword. No, he is a defeated sword now. Anyway, he gave it to me. He said it was valuable, but he didn’t know much about cars… … .”
Leaving the old man with sparkling eyes, Namgung-cheon held out a bag of tea to Namgung-hyang.
“There is a tea set over there, so go and prepare some. “You can use water there, and you can use fire in the kitchen.”
Namgung-cheon said, “It’s like it’s your own home.” Namgung Hyang politely accepted her tea bag with both hands and asked her son Bin.
“Excuse me, but may I use the kitchen for a moment?”
“yes. it’s okay.”
Sonbin nodded willingly.
“I already have some water prepared, so you can use that.”
“be careful. “Don’t destroy what you don’t have.”
Namgoonghyang was the only one who laughed at Namgoongcheon’s joke.
Sleep, sleep, sleep.
Namgoonghyang entered Sonbin’s kitchen looking elegant. Although it was only for a moment, Sonbin felt glad that she had cleaned up the kitchen.
“Hmm, it’s a car that was a gift from the head of the Hyeokryeon family… … . “What on earth, no more than that.”
Nogun, who couldn’t take his eyes off Namgoonghyang’s back, turned his head and frowned. Sinui clucks his tongue, and even a chill can be felt near Tang Yue’er.
“What are we going to do with this now? You can’t believe it again… … .”
“no. No, it’s not that bad… … .”
Namgung-cheon, who was speaking with a frown, turned to Son Bin. She had a puzzled expression on her face, not knowing what she was talking about.
“hmm. Well, it’s not like I didn’t think about it at first… … .”
Namgungcheon gently scratched his beard-covered cheek. In fact, it was very rare for him to trail off and hesitate like this.
So much so that no one who knows him would believe it.
Although the Namaknogun did not erase his suspicions.
“That is… … .”
Namgungcheon could not easily open his mouth.
It wasn’t that I had nothing to say. He could speak more confidently than anyone else about the power of the Namgung family, which prides itself on being the king of swords.
I wanted to say that if Son Bin’s strength was combined with Namgunghyang’s wisdom and the power of the Namgung family, they could take control of the world.
It didn’t matter even if Sonbin didn’t want to be a warrior. If the Namgung family decides to do so, it will not be difficult for Son Bin to pass the competition.
After the exhibition, I wanted to say that I could be appointed as a local governor of Nanchang, the city of the Namgung family, and live like a king, and that if I build a foundation in the central political world and wait for the right time, the power of one or all people is not a dream.
“Well, that’s it… … .”
But I couldn’t.
This is because he knew very clearly what Sonbin’s answer would be and what he would lose by doing so.
“Whoa.”
Nangong Cheon sighed. She then saw Sonbin.
“I had a good rest for the past few days thanks to you.”
Nam Gong-cheon said with a smile. Not only Noh-gun but also Shin-shin’s eyes are filled with admiration.
The old man still has a doubtful expression, but Shin Yi turns his head again and looks at Nam Gung-cheon. It’s like seeing a strange sight.
“You’re welcome.”
Sonbin responded with a smile.
“It won’t be easy to protect this place, are you okay? “Foreign affairs are by no means simple places.”
Hearing Nam Gung-cheon’s words, Sun Bin looked back at Namak Laogun, Sinui, and Dang Yue-er. And he smiled quietly again. That was the answer for Namgungcheon.
“is it… … . haha.”
Nangong Cheon laughed. And she said.
“Your loopholes are so obvious. So always be careful.”
It was meant as a joke, but it was definitely not a joke. Sonbin said he would protect what was precious, but there is nothing more difficult in the world than that.
If Namgungcheon moves the warriors of the three families right now, he can suppress at least one small village like this in an instant. Even if the soldiers of Lu and Tang Yue are holding out, it is not a problem to take one or two children hostage.
Then that’s the end of everything. The moment you take a hostage, it’s the same as taking Sonbin’s life.
Sabak.
At that time, Namgoong Hyang came out of the kitchen. She quietly walked out, holding a teacup and teapot on her table. It was a flawless movement, as if water was flowing.
With her, the fragrant tea scent spreads through the garden. Noh’s eyes sparkle again.
“Would you like to join us? “They say it’s a good car.”
“thank you.”
Sonbin gladly accepted his invitation. The bamboo mat was large enough for several people to sit on, so Namgung-cheon and Son Bin savored tea while enjoying the soft morning sunlight.
Namgoonghyang also sat together in an elegant manner and quietly drank tea.
“I’ve been eating well and resting well, so I can’t just leave.”
Swish.
Namgoongcheon, who was drinking tea, threw something to Sonbin. Sonbin accepted it without hesitation. It was an old-fashioned small jade tablet with a pattern engraved on it.
“Please come visit me later. I will treat you properly. “If you show that, no one in the Namgung family will treat you poorly.”
White jade, as white as snow, sparkles in Sonbin’s hand. Even at a glance, it is not something ordinary. Sonbin hesitated.
“Such a precious thing… … .”
“Who said they would give it to you?”
Namgoongcheon, who knew in advance what Sonbin was going to say, spoke threateningly.
“I’ll leave it to you for a while. So, you should cherish it. “It was something I really liked.”
“All right. “I will definitely visit you sometime.”
Nangong Cheon laughed. His wrinkle-filled face got more wrinkled, but he didn’t care.
Shoot!
“I’ll come here sometime when I need some shade.”
He said with the sound of the wind. Sonbin nodded his head.
* * *
Tap, tap.
That day, Namgung-cheon and his party left Gwangju. The carriage, which was shaded from the sunlight by an awning, was open on all sides, so it was much cooler. Unlike when we came, we were not pressed for time, so the carriage was moving along relatively leisurely.
“Whoa.”
Namgungcheon, who was indifferently looking at the passing scenery, sighed softly.
“Are you uncomfortable?”
Namgung Jin, Vice President of the Internal Affairs Office, asks. Even his voice is cautious, perhaps because he is concerned about Nam Gung-cheon’s silence.
“no.”
Namgungcheon answered without even looking away. It was a calm voice, but it actually made Namgoong Jin more anxious.
He glanced at Namgoonghyang next to him. She meant to do something, but Namgung Hyang was also lost in his thoughts with his eyes focused on the flowing scenery, so he didn’t see it.
“Keuhum, Hyang-ah.”
“yes?”
When Namgung-hyang turned around, Deputy Cheongju Namgung-jin winked again.
Only then did Namgoonghyang realize his intention. Then he turned his head and looked at Nam Gung-cheon.
Sentai Noegeom sat silently, leaning at an angle and looking outside.
Tap, tap.
“It was a quiet place.”
“okay. “It’s a quiet place.”
Namgoong Jin thought for a moment, ‘Was Gwangju a quiet place?’ She thought about it, but she soon put it away. Because the conversations between those two people were always too much for me to follow.
“Was that Confucius him?”
“okay.”
Namgungcheon answered.
“It’s not what it seems, but it’s also what it seems.”
Namgung-cheon, who was speaking, bursts into laughter. The image of a young scholar with a gentle smile vividly appeared before Namgunghyang’s eyes.
“I wish we could have talked more.”
But there was no time for that. No, to be exact, I didn’t want to disturb that time.
It was the first time he had seen his grandfather, Nam Gung-cheon, a former thunder sword, look so relaxed.
“You can do it.”
Namgunghyang raised her head at Namgungcheon’s seemingly indifferent answer. Her Nangong Cheon was grinning at her.
“If you go, at least write a letter. Even your handwriting is pretty, so no man would dislike you.”
“Is that so?”
Namgunghyang smiled and turned his head to the back of the carriage.
Namgoonghyang, while ignoring the gaze of Namgoong Jin, who still seemed to have no idea what was going on, did not take his eyes off the sight of Gangnam moving away.
“Wait a minute, now that I think about it, shouldn’t we change the order of this? “It doesn’t make sense if the senior is later, right?”
Namgungcheon’s grumbling voice passed by her ears.
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