Episode 1192 Why does that happen? (2)
“Sa Sasuk!”
“why?”
“Did you hear the story?”
“what?”
Baek Sang’s face was sour as he saw Kwak Hoe hurriedly open the door and come in. Just looking at Kwak Hoe’s face, you’d think he was attacked by a demonic cult, but since this weak-hearted bastard makes a fuss over insignificant things on a daily basis, he wasn’t particularly interested even when he saw his face.
“You know there’s Baekcheon Bae! Baekcheon Sasuk!”
“Why the death penalty?”
“You have become a writer!”
“Oh yeah. It will work. “It will happen someday.”
Baeksang lowered his gaze back to the document he was looking at.
“no! “That’s not what Sasuk said; he has become a long-time writer!”
“Oh yeah. “I knew.”
“It’s real! Now the rumor is spreading widely in the manor! “Jang Mun-in handed over the position of Jang Mun-in to Baekcheon Sa-suk!”
Only then did the Baeksang raise his head and look back.
“…Jang Moon-in?”
“yes!”
“suddenly?”
“That’s right! He handed over his position in a surprise move! “There is chaos now!”
“Uh… So what you’re saying is that Jang Mun-in handed over Jang Mun-in’s position to his brother-in-law?”
“yes!”
Kwak Hoi nodded vigorously, happy that Baeksang finally understood. Baeksang’s eyes were half open as he saw that nod.
“…why?”
“That’s for future volcanoes…”
“Why?”
“While talking to the Shaolin leader in the Buro court….”
“Why?”
“….”
“Why?”
Kwak Hoi closed his mouth. Because I saw Baek Sang’s lips trembling. Baeksang muttered in a mesmerized voice.
“So that’s…”
“Yes.”
“Why does that happen like that?”
“…That’s me too…”
“….”
The standoff between Baeksang, who was looking at Kwak Hoe blankly, and Kwak Hoe, who didn’t know what to do, continued like that for a while.
“It’s a death sentence.”
“Come in.”
Ungeom quietly opened the door and entered the room. Unam was sitting in front of the left table organizing documents. Even though he must have heard him come in, the way he didn’t even look at him and just continued with what he was doing was very typical of him.
Ungeom sat in front of him and said.
“I heard the story.”
“You mean Baekcheon?”
“Yes, death penalty.”
Unam calmly nodded.
“So it happened. I’m sorry for not discussing it with you in advance. “I hope you understand.”
“He says all kinds of things.”
A small smile formed on the corner of Ungeom’s mouth.
Originally, the person who should have become Jang Mun-in in the next generation was Unam, not Baekcheon. Unam and Ungeom both thought this and lived in Hwasan for decades.
A long writer. It is a position with great responsibility and great burden.
Nevertheless, there are probably only a few people who do not have the desire to become a master of Hwasan. It is not difficult to imagine how difficult it must have been to give up a position that could have been taken up if one had wanted to.
Although it was right after such a big event, Unam was no different from usual. This is why, even though his inaction is not high, Un-Geom respects Un-Am and follows him with the death penalty.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“The hardships are.”
Only then did Unam, who had organized the pile of documents, placed them neatly aside and faced Ungeom.
“That’s the way it should be, that’s all.”
“It sounds easy to follow the natural path, but it is actually the most difficult thing to do.”
After hearing that, Unam chuckled.
“I see you can speak quite like a Taoist. “A guy who only knew the sword.”
Ungeom scratched the bridge of his nose in humility at those words.
The death penalty is a very strange thing. In terms of order and distribution, it would naturally have been more difficult for the wise man, who was about the same age as his parents, but the person Ungam had the most difficulty with in Hwasan was none other than Unam.
“That’s what happened as I raised my students.”
“That’s a good thing.”
Unam grinned. It’s like seeing a younger sibling who has finally grown up.
“But the death penalty.”
Ungeom, who felt a little embarrassed, slowly changed his stance.
“Are you okay with your death?”
“hmm?”
Ungeom’s eyes became quite serious.
“The death penalty is also a human being, right? “No matter how much you follow the law, you won’t have any regrets.”
After hearing that, Unam chuckled.
“why? “Are you afraid that I might harm your cute students?”
“The death penalty is also…”
“Haha.”
Unam laughed lightly and then shook his head.
“It’s a shame… wouldn’t it be a lie if I honestly said there wasn’t any?”
“yes. “I guess so.”
Ungeom sighed lightly. It couldn’t have been easy. Of course it will.
“Didn’t you and I both have a wish to lead Hwasan to become the best sect in the world someday? “If I become a scholar someday, I want to make it a place different from the volcano we experienced.”
“…Yes, death penalty.”
Ungeom could feel the bitterness in Unam’s voice.
He also hoped so.
I hope Unam becomes Jang Mun-in and Un-geom becomes the best sword of Hwasan and that Hwasan of the past can be restored. That was the dream the two had been dreaming of ever since they entered the volcano. Although at some point it was weighed down by the name of reality and became impossible to find.
“But there are no regrets. Do you know what the reason is?”
“I do not know.”
Ungeom spoke honestly. He actually came here to hear this.
Unam quietly smiled and said.
“It’s because you make things difficult for me.”
“…yes?”
It was a random thing. Ungeom only blinked. Looking at his embarrassed face, Unam smiled slightly.
“There’s no need to make that face. “I’m not saying it’s because of you.”
Unam chuckled and laughed, adding more.
“The reason you find me difficult is simple. Because I don’t owe you anything.
“It was a confusing statement that seemed to make sense but did not.
“Children from poor families still respect their parents, but parents who raised their children in poverty cannot let go of feeling sorry inside.”
“Ah…”
“The funny thing is that the child knows that too. That’s why I sometimes think that even if I make a mistake once or twice, my parents will understand and pretend that they can’t win.”
Ungeom nodded as if he understood what I meant.
“I think that’s definitely the case.”
“okay. Now you know too. “Because you will be looking at the children through the eyes of their parents.”
Ungeom sighed.
“That’s right, death penalty.”
Hyeonjong is not the only one who feels sorry for the children. Ungeom also had the same thoughts. As a teacher, he did nothing for those children.
Although he was Baekmaegwan’s governor, Hwasan’s students did not particularly stand out while he was teaching. It was only after Cheongmyeong appeared that they grew up.
Was it because of a failed martial arts attack? Ungeom himself knows best that that is not true. If he were a truly skilled teacher, he would have raised his students well with just the third-rate martial arts skills that are available on the street.
Would such a Ungeom be able to scold his disciples harshly when they make a mistake? Wouldn’t you have blamed yourself like a parent who couldn’t feed and clothe their child properly?
“Do you understand?”
“yes.”
Unam nodded and said.
“Anyone can see that the core of the volcano now is the white porcelain pear and the celadon pear. But I don’t have the confidence to lead those children properly. In the eyes of children, I am just a long sentence that is a little less difficult and a little less strict.”
“….”
“It’s good to be like parents and children. However, children end up acting foolishly towards their parents. Parents who have done nothing for them have no choice but to accept the childish behavior. “I have been worried for a long time that my lack of qualifications might one day ruin those children.”
“Death penalty…”
Ungeom looked at Unam with new eyes.
Since when has this person been thinking like this?
I thought it was just a decision that saw the future of volcanoes. I thought it was reasonable to quickly hand over the center of power to the core of the volcano, so I did so.
But it seems that Unam was looking deeper. In his mind, there was no such thing as a way for a volcano to become stronger in the first place. He was simply looking at ways for his disciples to grow properly.
“In the meantime, Baekcheon came to me and said that. “I have no debt to the past.”
“….”
“So, take the position of a long-time writer. Then, he said he could lead Hwasan well with his assistance. He’s a noble guy. “I don’t even know what that means.”
When Ungeom heard those words, he burst into laughter.
Anyone else would have heard that right away. And even Baekcheon wouldn’t have bothered to hide the true meaning behind those words. But how could those words have been heard by Unam, who was thinking about such things?
“So there’s nothing to worry about, right? “It’s just my greed to insist on a different path when there is a better way.”
“…But isn’t there such a thing as a law?”
“haha. “Do volcanoes have laws?”
“execution!”
“It’s a joke. “Why are you so angry?”
Unam chuckled and shook his head. “It would be a lie if I said I had no regrets. If it wasn’t a pity, I would already be a good person. But I have no doubt whatsoever that my choice was right.”
“….”
“And Ungeom.”
“Yes, death penalty.”
“It’s only natural to have regrets and regrets.”
Ungeom looked at Unam as if asking what that meant.
“Doing good means always pursuing what is right. If choosing the good is easy and enjoyable, then who in the world would not follow it? “Isn’t it good to feel sick and regretful?”
Those words resonated greatly with Ungeom.
“Difficult is good….”
“Yes, that’s right. The good that is done effortlessly is nothing more than a comfort to my heart. “Can a coin thrown by a rich man who lives with a fortune to a starving beggar really be good?”
“…I can’t say no.”
“okay.”
Unam nodded slowly.
“But a coin given to a beggar by someone who receives two coins as his daily wages is in itself good. Wouldn’t you feel nauseous and worry over and over again as you hold out? Nevertheless, overcoming regret and reaching out is goodness.”
“…I know what you mean. Death penalty.”
Ungeom chuckled.
“In the end, you wanted to say that Sang-sang is a very good Taoist monk.”
“This guy…”
“Hahaha!”
Ungeom burst into laughter.
I feel good. It felt so good.
This man is his executioner. This man, who threw away the position of scholar-in-residence that everyone wanted, and grumbled about his stomachache and regret, was his executioner.
“I can give because I believe in it.”
Unam, who laughed out loud together, soon smiled quietly.
“Because Baekcheon is a bastard. I can give it to you because you are my disciple whom I have been watching over. In times like this, there is no one better to lead the volcano than him. As he said, he has no debt and his heart is full of ideas. And…”
“There is no solution.”
“okay. A fool with no solution…. Sigh. “That’s something that can be done as long as we provide good assistance.”
When Unam secretly let out a bitter smile, Ungeom smiled back at him. Unam said.
“Ungeom-ah.”
“Yes, death penalty.”
“I guess it was a good thing, right?”
Ungeom rolled up the corner of his mouth.
“I think this is only the second execution I’ve ever seen.”
“…What is the first one?”
“In the past, I ran away over the wall at dawn saying I couldn’t do it because I was having a hard time, but then I changed my mind and came back…”
“Shut that mouth. “Before I kill you.”
“Uh-huh! “What kind of Taoist master would say murderous insects!”
The two executioners looked at each other and smiled.
Both of their eyes were full of trust and faith. It was a look that could only be seen because they are people who head to a high place but are never attached to that place.
“You’ll do well.”
“yes. “You will do well.”
“okay. You’ll do well. “Whose disciple are you?”
Ungeom, who was looking at Unam with a warm smile, said.
“But the death penalty.”
“huh?”
“It was a little strange from earlier.”
“huh? “What…”
“Baekcheon is mine.”
Unam looked at Ungeom with trembling eyes. Ungeom spoke as sharply as a blade.
“Don’t stealthily spoon this. You can’t compromise on this.”
“…a shameful bastard.”
After all, they too were people living on a volcano.