Episode 1000. Just leave it alone. (5)
“Why is the list of family assets suddenly…”
“….”
“Oh, of course, since the head of the small family is now the head of the family, you have the right and obligation to check the family assets of the three families. But why so suddenly…?”
Namgungmyeong looked at Namgungdowi with suspicious eyes. Nangong Daowi just muttered with a soulless expression on his face.
“Just…”
“Yes?”
“Don’t ask… just tell me. Just….”
“….”
What happened to a man whose eyes were full of guns when he left the dormitory in the morning, to come back with the eyes of a person who gambled away all his money?
Namgung-myeong glanced at Namgung Do-wi with suspicious eyes and said nervously.
“Then I will hand over the organized ledger.”
“Uncle.”
“…Why do you keep doing this?”
“Our Namgung family is rich, right?”
“haha.”
Namgungmyeong said as if it were absurd.
“You mean this? “It is said that there are clouds of great merchants in this world, and that people are rolling around until the crowds get kicked, but no matter how wealthy they are, they cannot compare to the wealth that our Namgung family possesses.”
It was a statement full of pride.
It’s natural. As far as Namgung Myeong knows, the only sect in the world that can compare to the Namgung family in terms of wealth is Shaolin. The reality is that the Namgung family is at a disadvantage even if they are shamans or paenga.
However, rather than being happy after hearing those words, Nangung Dowi started biting his nails.
“You’re rich… you’re rich… you’re rich.”
“So Sogaju?”
“He was rich… rich…”
Has this guy gone crazy?
Crackling.
Namgung Do-wi, who had been biting his nails as long as he could, finally opened his trembling lips.
“Where can I get the ledger?”
“If it were a copy, Director Lee would have it with him.”
“…Yes then.”
Watching Namgung Dowi trudge out, Namgung Myeong was overcome by an inexplicable anxiety.
Namgung Do-wi said, ‘I’m going to do what I’m good at. You’re good at it. It has to be something you’re good at. Please, it has to be something you do well.’ Because I could vaguely hear a mumbling sound.
“What the hell…”
It was Namgung-myeong who still did not know exactly the true nature of the disaster that was approaching the Namgung family.
* * *
Cheongmyeong’s eyes grew as big as a flower lantern.
My mouth opened wide and the hand holding the ledger trembled as if I was suffering from a disease.
“…This….”
“….”
“This is it?”
Namgung Dowi nodded his head hesitantly.
“This is a list of the Namgung family’s assets.”
“…Three worlds.”
Cheongmyeong’s head creaked and turned arbitrarily. Even if the Heavenly Demon appeared right before my eyes, I wouldn’t have been so surprised.
Cheongmyeong, who continued to look at Namgung Dowi and Jangbu alternately, expressed his impressions without hesitation with half-opened eyes.
“I was wondering why people in the world starve even though they work so hard, but these bastards had all the money. “You bastards of thieves.”
“….”
“Huh…. What is this…. Hehehe.”
Cheongmyeong looked at the ledger again with an expression of disgust.
To be clear, Hwasan was by no means a sect without money. Although it may not have been a few years ago, it can now be said to be one of the richest clans in the world.
The wealth they have accumulated may not yet be able to match those of the central government, but if you think about the income they earn, it is now enough to kick out most sects with money.
If we look at revenue alone, we can be confident that we have surpassed Hwasan, which was doing well in the past. But…
“That’s… crazy. “I heard there are more real people.”
Perhaps surprised that Cheongmyeong’s reaction was so strong, Baekcheon slowly approached.
“How long have you been here?”
“look.”
Cheongmyeong handed over the ledger to Baekcheon without a word.
Baekcheon said indifferently as he turned over a few pages of the ledger.
“No, you might have a lot of money. Namgung Segande. But it’s a bit weird to say that to Sogaju…”
At that moment, Yoonjong was faced with a sight he had never seen before.
Baekcheon’s eyes slowly widened and protruded forward.
“This is….”
Wow! Clap la la la rock!
Baekcheon’s hand as he turned the ledger began to become aggressive.
Baekcheon, who was roughly flipping through the ledger with an expression that did not match his neat face, suddenly stopped. Then he raised his head and looked blankly at Nangong Daowi.
However, the momentary blank expression on his face quickly began to change into a look full of resentment. Nangung Dowi was embarrassed.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Rich bastard….”
“Yes?”
Namgung Dowi was so bewildered that he could not believe his ears. Are those words really coming from Baekcheon’s mouth?
At that time, Cheongmyeong shouted loudly.
“You have so much money, why are you cutting with a knife, you crazy guy!”
“What do you mean by that….”
“Add those who are there! “Really add up!”
A voice full of original reading flowed from Cheongmyeong’s mouth.
“Damn it. There are degrees of unfairness in the world! Someone was born an orphan and survived at best, but it was worse than a beggar’s den! “Someone was born and found out that Namgungse gave him a son!”
“therefore!”
“Sasuk is from Jongnam!”
“Compared to Namgung, Jongnam is a beggar’s den!”
“ah. “That’s right.”
“Rich rich guys.”
“Damn landowners.”
Jo Geol looked at the scene and rubbed her eyes. For some reason, it seemed like a red energy was flowing behind Cheongmyeong and Baekcheon. I think I caught a glimpse of a sickle and a hammer…
“Oh my… I thought I had a lot of money.”
Cheongmyeong muttered with a lost expression.
Now I know for sure. That damn long sentence-type brainwashing was narrowing his world. No matter how much Cheongmyeong boasted about making a lot of money, in the end, he was nothing more than a Taoist monk who was satisfied as long as he had food to eat and alcohol to drink.
Human greed(?) surpassed the imagination of Cheongmyeong, who lived in a clean and magnanimous environment.
“wait for a sec. So, you’re saying that Shaolin and shaman bastards have a similar amount of money?”
Cheongmyeong gritted his teeth.
“But these bastards are saying we should allocate military funds? “I should go after these bastards and dig up their graves.”
“…What are you talking about? “Since before?”
“Off.”
Cheongmyeong scratched his neck as if he had swallowed hot charcoal.
Yu I-seol, intrigued by the reaction that seemed like she would foam at the mouth at any moment, quietly approached Cheong-myeong and took the ledger.
and.
thud.
“Aaaah! accident! “Why are you falling down?”
Tang Soso was scared and ran to Yu Iseol, who had fallen backwards.
Looking at that, Cheongmyeong clicked his tongue.
“That’s right. “It’s normal for people from the streets to faint when they see this amount of money.”
“An accident is not an orphan!”
“Everything.”
“Why on earth are you making such a fuss because you have so much money?”
Tang Soso picked up the ledger and looked at it.
“Hmm.”
Then he handed over the ledger to Jo Geol with a slightly annoyed look on his face. Jo Geol also read for a moment and then spoke.
“…Doesn’t it just look like an ordinary ledger?”
“Isn’t it necessary to have this much in the Namgung family?”
At the two people’s reaction, Baekcheon and Cheongmyeong’s eyes began to bloodshot anew. Yu Iseol, who was lying on the floor, also raised her head and grabbed the sword on her waist.
“Dirty landowners.”
“What are the children of this family!”
“Exterminate!”
The three orphaned runaways born on the streets glared at the three people born with silver spoons in their mouths.
“Now wait a minute! “I don’t know if anyone else knows, but it’s not a private residence!”
“that’s right! Sasook also comes from a good family! “It’s because he came out on his own!”
Jo Geol was confident that this attack would definitely work. However, the moment Baekcheon’s answer came out, Jo Geol gave up his counterattack.
“At birth, my older brother was Jin Geum-ryong.”
“Wow…”
“This is recognition.”
“Please stay there, Sasuk. “Excuse me.”
In an atmosphere where the flames of revolution seemed to be rising at any moment, Yoon Jong quickly intervened.
“Isn’t it time for us to fight among ourselves, Cheongmyeong?”
“Ok.”
Cheongmyeong forcibly twisted his neck.
“Huh. “Whoop.”
His stomach twisted and his stomach turned, but somehow, didn’t this account book end up in his hands?
“That…”
Cheongmyeong looked at Jangbu and Namgung Daowi alternately, and then with difficulty parted his lips.
“…It’s worth it.”
“yes?”
“…buy, buy… do…. Oh no. Do this…”
At that moment, Cheongmyeong realized.
It is clear that deep inside him, there was something called ‘conscience’ that he did not know about.
Tears flowed from Cheongmyeong’s eyes.
‘I can’t ask for more…’
Of course, his labor is so precious that it cannot be exchanged for gold. The problem is that the Namgung family’s wealth is so great that they can use gold as a foot rag.
No matter how highly he thought of himself, Cheongmyeong couldn’t ask for too much money in return for touching a few swordsmen.
‘execution! Long sentence of death! Today I finally realize what conscience is. Death penalty!’
– Is that conscience? You crazy guy!
Oh, just be quiet for now!
Cheongmyeong took a deep breath again and opened his mouth.
“If you just give me this… how can I…”
“Yes? “This Hal?”
When Namgung Do-wi asked incredulously, Cheongmyeong shrugged his shoulders and spoke in a crawling voice.
“Then, let’s work…”
Later, Jo Geul recalled this scene like this:
It was like the sight of the sun in the sky shrinking and the water in Dongdong Lake drying up. The brightness of the world was crushed by money rather than anything else.
At that moment, Namgung Dowi shook his head.
“That’s not it, seal. “There is too little money.”
“…yes?”
“Namgoong’s life was saved. And aren’t you now part of the same family as Cheon Yu-meng?”
“Is that so…?”
“I will give you five percent of my wealth. Please use it as military funds for Cheon Woo-maeng.”
Tuk.
The ledger fell from Cheongmyeong’s hand.
Cheongmyeong’s chin was shaking with a face as if he had seen a ghost.
“Oh oh… oh Hal? Oh… Hal?”
“yes!”
Namgung Dowi nodded with a stern face.
“I think it will be enough for the director to divide it appropriately. “Dojang’s share, Hwasan’s share, and Cheonwoomaeng’s share.”
“Are you really going to pay me…? “This?”
“Of course.”
Nangung Dowi lightly tapped his chest.
“No matter how important wealth is, it cannot compare to the grace of saving one’s life. Please understand that we can only repay you in this way.”
Cheongmyeong rushed to him and grabbed his hand.
“Thank you! thank you!”
“Dojo! Why are you doing this? “It’s no big deal.”
Tears flowed from Cheongmyeong’s eyes.
‘It’s no big deal to you.’
thank god.
I’m really glad he’s an idiot.
huh? This isn’t being stupid, it’s being kind? That’s stupid.
“I…”
“Yes?”
“I did my best! I will do whatever it takes to make them pretend to be people! Do your best!”
“….”
“Absolutely!”
“Thank you.”
At that time, Jogeol, who was watching quietly, whispered to Yoonjong.
“execution. “It’s because the situation is a bit strange, but if you think about it, doesn’t that mean you’re getting beaten for paying money?”
“Shh. Be quite.”
“….”
That day, Namgung family became Hwasan’s friend.
A true friend whose friendship comes from the heart…
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Hello. It’s raining.
The Return of the Volcano has already reached episode 1000. This is my first time writing 1000 episodes without taking a break.
I think this was made possible thanks to the support of our readers. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you once again.
There are many shortcomings, but I am doing my best every day. I will do my best to write something that you will not regret until the end.
thank you
PS: I am starting to have physical problems, so it may be difficult for me to continue publishing at the same pace every day in the future. I ask for your understanding in this regard and will do my best to fit the serial schedule as much as possible.
