Episode 87. Which one would you choose?
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Bonghwangru (Giru).
Jang Moon-ho, the owner of the lumber shop, poured a bottle of alcohol into Chu Yeop-jin’s glass.
“Oh, drink. Let’s drink and die. What is there to life?”
The alcohol overflowed from Chuyeopjin’s glass as he seemed slightly drunk.
Jang Moon-ho, who was watching that scene, finally let out a curse, saying, “Hey, fuck.”
It’s been five years since I started living under the same roof with Lim Ji-ryeong.
When you spend that long together, things start to change that you didn’t know existed.
Moreover, Im Ji-ryeong was not as plain-looking as the women on the street. Although she had given birth to two children, she was more beautiful and radiant than her own wife.
So, I pressured my wife several times and told her that I wanted to live together with her.
At first, he flatly refused, but recently, whenever our eyes met, he smiled brightly. Now that the children are grown, he seems to have become a bit more reserved.
however.
But, you know.
The man returned at a time when a merger was possible if they pushed just a little harder.
It’s like spilling a delicious fruit that I was holding in my hand.
I feel like my blood is drying up with a feeling of regret, anger, and longing that I haven’t felt in decades.
Chuyeopjin, with his sharp eyes, raised his glass with a giggle.
“Brother, what’s wrong?”
“No, that’s not true. Do you have to have work to drink? Damn it.”
Contrary to what he said, a heavy sigh eventually escaped Jang Moon-ho’s mouth.
Then Chuyeopjin asked in a subtle tone.
“Why? Who has been so upset about this? Go ahead and tell this to your younger brother.”
“ha!”
Jang Moon-ho looked at Chu Yeop-jin with bloodshot eyes.
Chuyeopjin is a bodyguard of the Sahaesangbang and is a cruel man. Even the ronin of Gaebong, who are known for their fierceness, are reluctant to make eye contact with him.
After becoming acquainted with him through Bangju’s introduction, he occasionally invited him over to offer him drinks and women. Every time he had a drinking party, he broke a lot of money, but he did not regret spending money on him.
Why?
There were no customers who came to the store to complain, and it was easy to collect overdue debts. This was possible simply because he and Chuyeopjin were on good terms.
If it’s Chuyeopjin, isn’t there some way?
Just thinking about it made my heart flutter.
“The truth is… … .”
***
The next morning, as soon as Chu Yeop-jin woke up, he went to see Sang Jae-yong of Sahaesangbang Bangju.
“What’s going on?”
“I’m Jang Moon-ho, a lumber merchant. He asked me an interesting favor last night.”
“Tell me.”
“There is a woman I am taking care of. Her husband killed a man twelve years ago and ran away in the middle of the night. Recently, I tried to take her as a concubine, but the man who ran away and abandoned his wife and children has returned.”
“Hehehe.”
Sang Jae-yong, who was shaking his shoulders and laughing at the incredible story, asked.
“So, you want me to get rid of that husband?”
“yes.”
The corners of Chuyeopjin’s mouth rose slightly.
Jang Moon-ho asked for help so he could live with a woman, but it was actually the same thing.
“I was wondering how to get that lumberyard, are you saying you’re going to scoop it up with your own hands?”
“But there is a little problem.”
“What?”
“The man who returned as my husband is one of the two men you hired a while ago.”
“Are you talking about the ronin sent to Yonghui-ru?”
“Yes. That’s Pungyeoncho.”
“Hmm! It’s Pungyeoncho. If you were me, which one would you choose between Pungyeoncho and the logging store?”
“Of course it’s a lumber shop. There are many ronin to guard the castle, but there’s only one lumber shop.”
“Is there a good way?”
“Haha. Isn’t that what I do best? I’ll kill Poongyeoncho and reveal that Jang Moonho ordered it. Then the timber store will become yours, Lord Bang.”
“Hmm, that’s a really scary thing to say. I don’t know. Do as you wish.”
Sang Jae-yong took his foot off the ground.
Chuyeopjin nodded as if it was obvious.
“I will take care of it. Your Majesty, please lend me five hundred nyang of silver.”
Sang Jae-yong said as he placed a wooden box containing silver on the table.
“I’m saying this out of concern, but I have nothing to do with this. If anyone asks about the money, I’ll say it was stolen. Do you know what I mean?”
“yes.”
Chuyeopjin chuckled and grabbed the wooden box.
No matter how generous a merchant may seem, he hides himself like that at a crucial moment. Thanks to him, swordsmen like himself can live comfortably, so he is grateful.
***
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Cheonhyangbanjeom.
Chuyeopjin entered Cheonhyang Restaurant holding a wooden box.
It was still early for lunch, so there were no customers in the restaurant.
He entered the innermost room and sat down comfortably.
After a while, a mouse-like dot came holding a water bottle and spoke quietly.
“Hehehe, Chu Daehyeop, if two people eat the food in this room, one of them won’t know if they die. You know that, right?”
“You bastard. This isn’t your first time dealing with me, so why are you acting so excited? Go and tell the three princes to come over.”
“You clearly said that they were the three princes?”
“Yeah. Are your ears blocked?”
“Yes, yes.”
The squeaky dot retreated.
After a while, a man who looked to be in his thirties entered the room.
He glanced at Chuyeopjin with clouded eyes and sat down across from her.
“Murderer Chuyeopjin. As you know, Cheonhyang Restaurant’s Jukbang doesn’t take orders for food.”
“Three Princes. I have no interest in human flesh either.”
At that moment, a light flashed in the eyes of the third son, Sim Yeong-chun.
“You’d better watch your mouth.”
The Thousand-Hyun Spots are black spots that serve human flesh to a select few very special guests. But they don’t stop at just black spots; they also accept murder contracts.
The work was done in the bamboo room among the four noble plants of Maenangukjuk in Cheonhyangbanjeom. The person in charge of the bamboo room was none other than the third son of Cheonhyangbanjeom, Sim Yeong-chun.
When Sim Yeong-chun let out a sigh of relief, Chu Yeop-jin froze in surprise.
Sim Yeong-chun’s nickname is Ghost Sword.
It is a nickname given to it because it takes life like a ghost.
“Hehehe. But don’t be scared. Who do you want? Who should I cook for you?”
Unless specifically requested, the killers in the death room handed over their victims to the Cheonhyangbanjeom. This way, there would be no trace of the dead, killing two birds with one stone.
“I am Poongyeoncho, in charge of guarding Yonghui-ru. You must be careful, as I am traveling with a man named Takgo-myeong.”
“Huh! Yongheeru belongs to your Sahaesangbang, so you want me to kill a Sahaesangbang warrior?”
“Isn’t it just a matter of killing someone and receiving money?”
“Okay. Where are you from?”
“Both of them learned martial arts from Waryongjang’s disciples.”
“Are you talking about the Waryongjang in Luoyang?”
“exactly.”
Shim Young-chun, who had his eyes half-open and was thinking about something, said.
“Seven hundred nyang of silver.”
“Do I look like a cripple to the three princes? Killing a mere third-rate ronin costs seven hundred nyang?”
“It’s not one, it’s two. How can you kill just one when they’re both stuck together?”
“Tsk, let’s do it for six hundred nyang.”
Chuyeopjin gave in because he thought there was some truth in what the three princes said.
But Sim Yeong-chun did not back down.
“Seven hundred nyang. If you don’t want to waste money, do it yourself. We can dispose of the body cleanly.”
A sigh escaped Chu Yeop-jin’s mouth as he glared at the three princes.
It was annoying, but from the beginning, it was a deal where I had no choice but to give whatever the other person asked for.
“Okay.”
“Four hundred nyang as a deposit, and three hundred nyang after the work is done.”
Chuyeopjin took out four hundred nyang from the wooden box and pushed it in front of the three princes, saying:
“When will you start?”
“They will not last more than seven days.”
“Okay, I’ll give you the rest of the money when the work is done.”
“Murderer. If you have hidden or lied even a little bit, you and the Four Seas will not be safe.”
“Oh, that won’t happen.”
“… … .”
Shim Yeong-chun stared at Chu Yeop-jin for a moment and then left without saying a word.
Chuyeopjin, left alone, muttered.
“Fuck. They’re just two ronin, I wonder if they’re spending too much money.”
***
Hanamseong.
Lee Cheon-hyeon (Chief of Icheon).
Two men are walking on the highway leading to Luoyang.
Yeonjeokha and the self-proclaimed Gucheonnodo are in a state of confusion after leaving the sacred site of Taoism, Mt. Mudangsan.
“Your Majesty, what kind of swordsmanship did you call it?”
“Cheon-dun-geom-beop.”
“Oh, that’s right. It’s so unfamiliar that it’s hard to put it into words. Didn’t you say that the swordsmanship of that swordsman, Yeo Dong-bin, is in the Mudangpa, Hwasanpa, and Jeonjinpa?”
“uh.”
Yeonjeokha answered vaguely with a soulless face.
From Mt. Mudang, Simtong kept asking the same question.
Why don’t you learn the martial arts of the swordsman in a Taoist school?
Are the swordsmanship techniques passed down through the three schools completely the same?
Could it be that they are slightly different?
Even if the shape is different, if it contains a knot, is it the Cheon-dun sword technique? Etc… … .
As expected, Simtong asked similar questions again.
“Why do you only teach the Taegeuk sword, the Maehwa sword, and the Mugeuk sword when you have such great sword techniques?”
“How many times do I have to tell you? I told you that you can’t learn it. I told you that it’s a martial art that can’t be learned by a human body.”
“Confucius said that he learned it after hearing it once?”
“What I have learned and what they know may be different. After all, I am a person who has only heard of the sword. How many times do I have to say this? I am a fool. So don’t compare me to them.”
When Yeonjeok-ha couldn’t stand it anymore and started to self-harm, Simtong quickly changed the subject.
“Wow, autumn is already coming to an end. It might get cold when we get to Luoyang.”
“Old Man Shim must be colder. He’s thin.”
“Hehehe. Unfortunately, I don’t feel the cold because I have a body that can’t sleep.”
“But you still have to wear thick clothes in the winter. That’s the essence of winter.”
“Oh, yes.”
It’s when two people walk along exchanging pointless jokes.
A carriage approached quickly from behind.
The carriage would have slowed down if it saw people in front, but it didn’t.
Yeonjeokha and Simtong hurriedly stepped out of the way.
Ddddddd.
The carriage passed them by, kicking up a cloud of dust.
“Huh! What, there are all these things? Your Majesty, are you okay?”
“Eh, eh! You really are a bad person. You should get struck by lightning!”
A curse burst out of Yeonjeokha’s mouth.
The two of them started walking only after the thick dust had settled.
Both of them have lost their motivation, perhaps because they saw the carriage racing like the wind.
Did we walk like that for about 30 minutes?
Yeonjeokha and Simtong, who had discovered the shabby spot, looked at each other at the same time.
“Your Majesty, would you like to eat something before you go?”
“Ugh, yeah. I’m so tired I can’t walk.”
As they approached the spot, the two people’s expressions became crumpled.
Because in a dark place next to the spot, there was a carriage that had passed by like a madman.
My heart ached with pain.
In the old days, I would have jumped into the spot and killed the coachman and the owner.
Yeonjeokha glared at the carriage with venomous eyes.
“Old Man Shim.”
“yes?”
“From now on, let’s travel by carriage too.”
“……yes.”
Simtong, who had been answering with a tired face, chuckled.
In this situation, I didn’t know that Yeon-jeok-ha would say, ‘Let’s go by carriage too.’
Wuxia,
