Episode 991
When I put it down, I saw the sky (8)
Zhuge Zhen looked at Yeon Hojeong with surprised eyes.
Moyong-gun was also surprised, but soon nodded as if he realized something.
Zhuge Wenhu smiled and asked.
“What do you think?”
“The Nangung family is a greedy person.”
Yeon Ho-jeong quenched his throat with a sip of water and continued speaking.
“I think we have enough ability to claim the rout of a province. He is resourceful, comes from a prestigious family, and is even the owner of that family. “As far as immediate military power is concerned, he is not lacking compared to the heads of Gupailbang and other six families.”
“so?”
“I think that in itself hurts the pride of the Namgung family.”
“Why?”
“Children of great fathers usually fall down one of two paths.”
Yeon Ho-jeong thought of the party hall.
And then I thought of Yeonwi.
“You can either be swallowed up by your father’s shadow and feel inadequate no matter what you do, or you can break through the shadow and soar to a sky equal to or higher than your father’s.”
Yeonwi was a great head of the family.
Although he was strict, his personal punishment was certain, and extremely frustrating in some areas, it did not change the fact that he was a master of the traditional martial arts faction and a great swordsman.
He was jealous of his younger brother’s talent and went astray, but in reality, the reason why Yeon Ho-jeong was ruined as a child was because of Yeon Wi’s shadow. This means that the existence of Yeonjipyeong was only a starting point, but the fundamental cause was the environment itself.
After Yeonhojeong collapsed and his family fell, he came out into the world and made a comeback thanks to a teacher like Shinseon.
How was the hotel?
Because his nature was strong and strong, he did not break down like Yeon Ho-jeong, but instead fought with his father.
After winning all the battles, he became the master of the Tang family, but aside from the confidence he had in the position he had achieved and his powerful martial arts skills, he was also an ordinary person who grew up broken.
However, after experiencing a series of events, his perspective on the world changed and he reflected on himself, reconciled with his father, grew greatly, and finally opened a martial arts drama.
So what about Namgung-in?
“Namgung Gaju gave up on rising to a higher level because he thought he was not talented enough. Instead, he entrusted his dreams to his children, who were born with greater talents than him.”
“….”
“What is important is not the fact that the Nangong family gave up. It lies in the situation of Namgoong Province itself. “The situation clearly reveals the direction in which Namgoongaju’s desires are headed.”
“What do you mean by desire?”
“He wants to be the best.”
How many people want to become the best in the contemporary martial arts world?
Namgung-in was also one of those people.
“The swordsmanship of the Namgung family is top-notch. When it comes to swordsmanship alone, it is no exaggeration to say that it competes for the best in the world. And in fact, the Geomje appeared and was also called the best swordsman in the world.”
“It did.”
“As we reach the age of Hana Namgung, such evaluations are gradually decreasing. It was like that starting from the retirement of Geomje Noh Seon-bae. In other words, the prestige of one person, Geomje Seonbae, changed the perception of the martial arts people around the world.”
Zhuge Wenhu nodded silently.
“Namgoongin, who realized that he could not become as good as his father, urged his child to follow that path. But you didn’t do anything? That’s not true. He is the head of the family. “Not many people can silently tolerate the world’s opinions changing under their reign.”
“In other words, Namgung’s desire is to raise the prestige of the Namgung family to the highest level in the world?”
“Whether it is the best in the world or the best in all times, Namgung-in wants to be the best. Power can be good, or simple fame can be good. He is a man obsessed with excellence.”
“But why are his desires important in this conversation?”
“Because there is a line in desire.”
“line.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mo Yong-gun.
“Why didn’t the head of the family join hands with the Three Religions?”
Suddenly, a sensitive and dangerous question is asked.
Prince Moyong readily answered.
“Because it would be better to give up my position as Murim lord than to join hands with those b*stards.”
“The desire the matriarch had was enormous.”
“It was so incredible that it still makes my heart flutter. When I saw the public ambassador, I almost lost my hand without realizing it. “Even though there is now a gap that cannot be bridged, I feel like I want to take him down right away and rise to the top.”
Prince Moyong smiled bitterly and continued.
“Even though I know this is not a position that can be obtained through force.”
“Why did you resign from the position you wanted so much?”
“For a very obvious reason. If the Murim Alliance disappears, there will be no chance to become a leader in the future. Even if he becomes the leader…”
Prince Moyong’s eyes grew cold.
“Jungwon is my home. “I would rather fall with my sword in my mouth, but I can’t join hands with those guys and watch the central region perish.”
Yeon Ho-jeong turned his gaze to Zhuge Wen-ho.
“This is it.”
“Do you think the head of the Nangung family feels the same way?”
“I don’t know. However, if it is stronger hatred that prevents the Moyong family from crossing the final line, then what prevents the Nangong family from crossing the final line is not emotions, but people.”
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes deepened.
“Sword Emperor Namgung Seung.”
“That’s right.”
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.
“If the head of the Tang family had not attained enlightenment, he would have probably ignored King Seon-bae and handled matters as he pleased. “In the first place, we fought to the point where there was an outcry.”
“….”
“Nangungaju is different. He hates and is annoyed by Geomje Seon-bae, but at the same time respects him and loves him as his father. “It’s literally love and hate, but the desire to be recognized is much greater than the hatred.”
Zhuge Wenhu did not ask how he knew that.
He was just hissing, but it was a fact that everyone who had ever watched Namgoongin knew. At least, if you have ever analyzed the person itself.
“The desire to be the best, and the root of that desire was the son’s struggle to be recognized by his father…”
“Don’t you know that, soldier?”
Zhuge Wenhu nodded.
“I know so. However, it was difficult to be sure because it was just my opinion. “It’s not a good topic to talk about with others.”
He took a deep breath.
“That’s right. As you said, I saw the head of the Nangung family as that kind of person. In other words, the Namgoong family is aiming for the best as much as anyone else, but I think that is only an expression of the desire for recognition and not the result of a complete desire for power.”
In other words, it makes no sense for Nam Gung-in to come to Zhuge Mun-ho in the middle of the night and make a bombshell declaration that he could not get along with the Black Island and that he would secede from those who share the same view if he does not hold a meeting.
It was not because Namgungin knew morality or goodness. I’m not the type of person who can think that far in the first place. It’s not because I’m stupid, it’s because it’s something I wouldn’t have even considered.
Join hands with the three religions?
The Bonggongs have seen many people fall apart while joining hands with the three religions. In fact, since they are not working-level staff, there is a high possibility that they will look down on the three schools. This is because we received reports of victory throughout.
If Namgung-in was sane, he would not have joined hands with the three religions. Also, we cannot talk about canceling the alliance with the Black Island.
Breaking up the black-white union was something that could come under enormous political pressure from numerous feudal lords. Not only is it nonsense, but it is an option that cannot and should not be made due to Namgoong’s desire for the best.
In the end, there is only one answer.
“Namgoong Gaju is probably under threat due to the three religions’ actions or some kind of incident related to the three religions.”
That was Yeonhojeong’s conclusion.
The brain that came up with it in such a short moment is truly terrifying and reassuring.
Zhuge Wenhu nodded.
“Sobuju is right. “I think so too.”
“This is a serious problem. “I thought that the Three Kingdoms would make their final struggle.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mo Yong-gun.
“Moyong Gaju, who had been concerned about this before, even trained a specialized unit to catch Sejak. “Everyone was expecting that.”
Sejak is not the only person who simply hides and steals information. All people who cause all kinds of trouble to the enemy organization, such as appeasement, threats, and indoctrination, are collectively called Sejak.
It was no exaggeration to say that the current world, including the powerful martial arts and Samgyo, was in a state of extreme tension.
It would not be surprising if war broke out right away. It was like that before, but now it can be said that we have reached a really close situation.
In such a situation, the final tactic chosen by the three schools was bound to be obvious and threatening.
This is the separation of the Moorim Union.
The highest level of strategic tactics is to win and fight, and the second best is to weaken and then fight.
Since fighting to win has failed, we will try to weaken it as much as possible before fighting.
Rather, because of that method, Yeon Ho-jeong was able to know the targets of the three religions much better than others. In a way, it was because he moved so smartly that it could be said to be exemplary.
“Then why did you keep watching?”
“That’s right.”
A subtle anger appeared in Zhuge Li’s eyes.
Although he maintained his composure, he couldn’t help being angry about the situation itself.
“The day after Gaju Namgoong visited, I ordered my informants to keep a closer eye on my mood. It didn’t take long. “The next evening, complaints about Heukdo began to arise at various drinking parties.”
It was impossible to stop it in the first place. Things were going on everywhere with no time to take action. Their movements were that fast.
“I thought about making a statement. I was thinking of saying it in a euphemistic way. However, once public opinion is aflame, such remarks can be seen as an attempt to teach. Normally, I wouldn’t have been able to choose that kind of response right away.”
“I understand.”
“So I chose the middle path.”
Middle way.
It was an unusual word.
“You didn’t let people go and make them fight by raising awareness and asking if they had forgotten the Three Religions. “Rather, I tried to resolve the issue by saying that we should wait and see, since we never know when the three schools might go on a rampage, so we can endure it together until the last moment comes.”
Yeon Ho-jeong and Mo Yong-gun nodded.
This is an exemplary response.
If you spread opposing opinions in an attempt to silence those who are burning, it will only inflame them even more.
Rather, ‘I understand you. But there’s nothing you can do about it now, right? The response of ‘let’s wait a little longer’ was much more flexible and stable.
“But it’s just a stopgap measure.”
“I know too. But there was no way right away. It may seem like an excuse, but twelve hours a day is not enough just to get my work done. “I wanted to solve it as a top priority, but when I thought about it, I couldn’t think of a way to do it.”
For a moment, Zhuge Li’s eyes became cold.
“So I decided to change the game.”
“…?”
“Let us wait for the fire to burn as it should. Let’s persevere until just before the explosion.”
The calm voice was filled with strong anger and frustration.
“War is just around the corner anyway. I think we should no longer try to appease public opinion with flexible responses. And then everyone really dies.”
“So what did you decide to do?”
“Of the forces that sympathize with that current atmosphere, 30% are the sects that did business with me.”
Yeon Ho-jeong and Mo Yong-gun’s eyes widened.
“Is this a dictionary operation?”
Uduk.
There was a crack in the glass that Zhuge Lianghu was holding.
“For the first and last time, we want to rule them with fear.”
