Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 11
The people of the world have always loved ranking.
The most common thing was about the strength of the eight kings of six (/^#Chipo), who have the power of saving power.
In fact, it was the ‘beauty’ that the people of the general authoring street were enthusiastic about.
The women quarreled with each other, pointing out one of the five dragons for the most handsome man in the world.
The men raised their voices by choosing one of the three peaks for the most beautiful woman in the world.
The trend quickly spread across the country, and sooner or later, three or four handsome men and beautiful women in each province began to be counted.
And in Zhejiang Province, where Baegun Pyo Guk is located, there were women called three flowers, Zhejiang Samhwa (LEt).
Hualien sword Dan Mok-hye, Gold Junghwa Jin Ah-rin, White Rinhwa Geum Mi-ho.
Their different charms made the hearts of many men in Zhejiang tremble.
If you ask people who is the prettiest of the three women, they won’t be able to tell you easily.
If you ask who is the most elegant among them, the name of a woman will come out immediately.
Her name is… .
squeaky.
Hey!
At that moment, a carriage stopped in front of the gate of the Baekun Pyo Guk with the sound of a horse chirping.
The driver, with a long cut from his eyebrows to his right cheek, turned towards the inside of the carriage and spoke.
“Lady, we have arrived. Let’s get off.”
sister-in-law.
As soon as he finished speaking, the escorts, who were standing in a row with the carriage in the middle, became busy.
Apparently, the main character in the carriage was not of a light status.
The veil of the carriage was lifted, revealing a woman.
A pointed nose, eyes that are blue and transparent like a lake, and lips dyed red like a cherry.
She was a woman of pure and elegant beauty.
At the moment when their eyes were already focused on the large and colorful carriage, the people who watched and saw the appearance of the beauty began to vomit at the same time.
“Oh oh!”
“How can you be so beautiful!”
“It’s a fairy, a fairy!”
“It’s white phosphorus!”
“Geummiho of the Golden House (forest) has come to Baek Fortune-guk!”
She is a white rhododendron flower.
She was the only woman in the golden household and was considered one of the first fingers for her elegant beauty among Zhejiang ginseng flowers.
As she looked around, she suddenly blushed as if embarrassed when there were many people looking at her.
At the moment when the commotion was about to get louder when they saw that figure, a man who felt like a black bear, the largest of the escorts, stepped forward.
It was Geumbu Heukwoong (Sho Zhu), Bang Ha-il, who is known to have one of the best martial arts skills among the goldsmiths.
As he was famous for his personality as well as his skills, the voices of those who were arguing naturally diminished slightly.
“I’ll see you.”
Geum Mi-ho took the hand that Bang Ha-il reached and carefully descended the carriage.
But it was then.
“Mi, don’t push, evil!”
Iron Punk! with a splash!
The sound of water echoed along with the dull sound.
As people turned their gaze, a beggar kid was pushed forward by the procession of spectators and fell forward.
“Ugh!”
However, the beggar kid who lifted his face buried in the ground soon turned white in the daytime light.
“Hey, how about that!”
“Aigoo! It’s a mess!”
Apparently, there was a puddle from the night rain where he fell, and the water splashed on the shock got stuck in the corner of Geummiho’s skirt.
At a glance, Geum Mi-ho’s skirt was made of expensive silk, so the facial expressions of those who were watching changed to be the same as that of the little beggar.
“How dare you!”
Bang Ha-il’s excited face turned dark red like a star.
“Sin, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
The little beggar was on his knees, weeping and praying with his hands together.
Bang Ha-il looked like he was going to kill a beggar with his fist the size of a pot lid at any moment.
“Wait.”
Geum Mi-ho, who was watching it quietly, dried it.
Then he approached the beggar kid on his knees, and raised him up with his own hands and spoke.
“Are there any injuries? Take this and go quickly and apply medicine to the injured area.”
“Go, thank you! Hehehe, thank you!”
When she took out a few coins and handed it to the beggar kid, the people who were watching were moved by the light.
“Hey! Geum Ok-yeop, the head of the gold house, is really born with a personality.”
“I mean. I really think that beautiful people are kind-hearted these days.”
“Looking at your wife, it really seems like that.”
“No, where did this yangban get someone else’s wife!”
Geum Mi-ho, along with Bang Ha-il and the coachman, entered through the main gate of the Baekun Pyo-guk.
The door closed and the crowd’s voices faded.
As people’s gaze disappeared from her, she quietly called the coachman.
Then he whispered softly in his ear so that only him could hear it.
“…all right.”
Hearing these words, the coachman went out the door again with his eyes cold.
The coachman began to move towards the direction the beggar kid had walked.
“…the vulgar things.”
Miho Geum was wiping her hands rough with a handkerchief as if dirty with dirt.
Located in the middle of Baegun Pyo Guk, Cheongun Pyo (Eun Pyo Guk) was the oldest among the palaces.
I had no choice but to do so. When Baegun Pyo Guk first opened, there was only Cheongun Jeon.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the whole history of Baekunpyo-guk is contained in Cheongunpyeong.
And because it coincided with the thoughts of the Pyo-guk family.
Cheongun-gun was being used as a conference room where Gukju and all the majors gathered whenever there was every major event in the Baekun Pyo Guk.
There was a long table in the shape of a mirror (7) in a spacious room that could comfortably fit dozens of people.
The seat in the middle was the seat of Gukju, but no one was sitting because it was currently vacant.
Jin-sang Yoo, who was sitting in the front row on the left, was looking towards it from time to time.
‘If it wasn’t for him, Shin-Woon Yoo, that place would have been mine long ago.’
The more he looked at the empty chair, the deeper his hidden life grew, but Yoo Jin-sang was not reckless.
This is because there was still a huge obstacle to revealing all of his inner feelings.
His gaze was directed to the opposite front.
In the front row on the right stood a middle-aged man with eyebrows as white as snow.
The middle-aged man with his eyes closed and waiting quietly was Do Jin-woo (E), a white swordsman who was the wealthy lord of Baekun Pyo-guk and each owner of Baekun-gak.
He was a symbolic figure who led the Baekwoon Pyo Guk with his predecessor, Ho-Yeol Yoo, from a young age, and was a swordsman with excellent swordsmanship skills at the peak of his mid-level.
It would not be wrong to say that a third of the acts that are coming in now were entrusted to Jin-woo Do, not Baek Un-pyo-guk.
Moreover, his sword-like character, which has not changed at all since he was young, was enough to earn the respect of all who participated in the Baekun Pyo Guk.
‘Heh, my head stole it. I think my father is still alive.’
But that’s why Do Jin-woo was outside of Eugene-sang’s eyes.
It was because Yujin-sang’s secret proposal, which had continued from the day when Yushin-woon collapsed unconsciously, was rejected at once.
sister-in-law.
“Chuckle! Rich Lord, did you come first?”
At that moment, the door of Cheong-un-dong opened, and a large man appeared with the sound of angry laughter.
Its size, which seemed to be larger than two men attached to it, and the strong muscles inside made him look like a single bear.
He was Noh Dae-woong, who was in charge of the footnotes of Houngak.
Do Jin-woo, who opened his eyes, answered with a kind smile.
“Are you here?”
“Sorry. I’m a little late because my son was muttering.”
Standing one step behind Noh Dae-woong’s excuses, a strong young man who looked exactly like his father raised his voice as if it was unfair.
“No, why are you blaming me for this! It’s not because my father saw Sophie late in the back room…”
“Uh-huh! What are you doing without saying hello to the wealthy master and the master?”
“Keuk-eung! Hello, Master of wealth, Master of truth.”
When Noh Dae-woong shouted, his son, Noh Gun-ho, the owner of Houngak, greeted Do Jin-woo and Yu Jin-sang with a smirk.
Yoo Jin-sang greeted him with a bitter smile.
His eyes were not pleasing.
I couldn’t help it.
Baekun footnote and Houng footnote.
This is because there were two people who did not support the appointment of the national head of state.
‘Does that child still greet the old man before me?’
Yoo Jin-sang was particularly troubled by Noh Dae-woong, the head of Houn-gak.
Jinwoo Do has long since given up.
No matter how tempting Noh Dae-woong with money, beauty, and hard-earned martial arts books, he did not easily fall over.
The reason was simple.
-Houngak only serves a stronger lord.
It was because of the special tendencies of those who belonged to the Houngak.
The role of Houngak in Baegun Pyo Guk was completely different from that of other angles.
This is because it was a group created to risk their lives to avenge their colleagues in the event of a failure by bandits, bandits, or unexpected assailants.
For this reason, the representatives of Houngak had a strong tendency to worship the stronger in particular.
‘Tzutsu! ignorant bison-like bastards. After all, you will eventually come under me.’
That time when Jinsang Yu barely suppressed his anger and endured it.
“Aigoo! The truth is, Master, you are already here. After all, you are the person who will put Baek Yun-pyo-guk on the seat of the three representative countries of Zhejiang again in the future, hut-hut.”
A man who spit in his mouth without saliva and was pouring out nonsense took a seat next to Jinsang Yoo.
It was Mo Tae-gil of Soungakju, a natural master of circumstances.
Seeing him, Yu Jin-sang’s face brightened.
This is because Mo Tae-gil and Kwak Ju-san were the perfect force of Yu Jin-sang.
“You are here, Lord Soungak. You seem to have a better expression today, so it seems that you did a good job last night.”
“Huh, isn’t it? It seems that it is thanks to you taking special care of it, huh-hut.”
A light of contempt flashed on Noh Geon-ho’s face as he watched the two of them talk for a moment and then disappeared.
At that time, Kwak Ju-san, who had been standing next to Yu Jin-sang, spoke up.
“So now it looks like you’re all set for a brief meeting before welcoming guests.”
Jinwoo Do spoke softly.
“The first master hasn’t come yet?”
Hearing that, Jin-sang Yu’s expression became unbearable and wrinkled.
After confirming the reaction, Mo Tae-gil continued to speak in a way that seemed to jump over the wall.
“Heh, rich country lord, wouldn’t it be okay to just start?
Mo Tae-gil did not even call Yu Shin-woon the first master.
Do Woo-jin and Noh Dae-woong’s eyes crossed.
In that brief exchange, even they thought that Yushinun would not come here.
In particular, the problem brought by today’s guest was directly related to him.
“Huh, then…”
At the moment Do Jin-woo was about to start the meeting as it is.
“I see you here.”
A man with a dignified attitude appeared through the open door.
Naturally, his true identity was Yushinun.
You’re here.’
At his unexpected appearance, Eugene Sang sharply and loudly grinded his teeth.
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