< Episode 62: Mixed blood (4) >
“I will try my best to ensure that the Geumuiwi’s apprentices can also be employed in the underground Geumok.”
“Hoo.”
Hearing the words of Geumuiwi in the wall Mokgyeongun stroked his chin.
It wasn’t as bad a proposition as I thought.
Infiltrating the Geumwiwi was a kind of major prerequisite and the next most necessary requirement was an excuse to enter the underground Geumok.
The plan made by the advance team here was to go through Queen Seo Hwang.
Queen Seo Hwang had a brother.
Queen Seo Hwang’s older brother Seo Geum who was a government official from a small county rose to the position of commander thanks to the emperor’s favor when she was a queen concubine before her children became crown princes.
But there was no way everything would go smoothly.
He who was in charge of the northern Nyingha region was only a mere official so his commanding experience was limited and he was unable to stop the Great Beast losing 30000 soldiers and even losing his territory.
[Please strip Commander Seogeum of his title and punish him with capital punishment.]
Naturally numerous appeals poured in.
However the emperor who loved Lady Seo could not bear to kill her brother.
Because of this he was stripped of his rank as commander and sent into exile in Ojido.
And a few years later when the child born to Lady Seo ascended to the throne as the crown prince he was moved to the Geumok Underground of the Imperial Palace under the pretext of being the maternal relative of the next emperor.
[Her Majesty’s new concubine’s brother is also very sorry for her sins.]
[Your Majesty’s brother is no longer even interested in her official position.]
Empress Seo is constantly trying to pardon her brother Seo Geum but because her sins are so great she is opposed by other forces and is repeatedly prevented from doing so.
It was a pity for her but this naturally suited her as a justification for entering her underground gold mine.
She ‘Accompanied by the Queen Mother of the West attempted to visit the underground Geumok and extract the imprisoned guardian spirit of Baehwagyo Zhou.’
That was the original plan and it was the most likely one.
However if another method of intrusion arises here there is no need to go out of your way to persuade Lady Hwang or comply with her unnecessary demands.
She said ‘You can avoid annoying situations but…’
But here Mok Gyeong-un had to go one step further.
In addition to Hoeju’s confidential mission it was because of a secret order given by Amjongju.
[If you succeed in escaping seize the guardian spirit again.]
As a member of the Baehwa Church the leader of Amjong gave a secret order to Mok Gyeong-un.
This was a very contradictory situation.
Only by safely removing the guardian spirit spell could he become Huaiju’s fourth disciple and through this he could approach Huaiju.
However if you fail the mission it flies away.
‘Hmm.’
Mok Gyeong-un continued to worry about this.
If you ignore the secret orders of Amjongju without any measures you will definitely end up in trouble with him.
If that happens it will lead to an annoying situation.
‘What should I do?’
However since there were two routes to infiltrate the underground Geumok there was room to plan something along the way.
Mok Gyeong-un who was staring at the gold in the wall seemed to have gathered his thoughts and spoke with one corner of his mouth slightly raised.
“great. “Let me take that offer.”
“Is this okay?”
“no. Of course this is not enough. In the end I have to take the risk of going into the underground gold house anyway.”
“…Then what are we going to do?”
“Of course you have to cooperate with me until I complete it.”
“Cooperate?”
“yes. “If you do that wouldn’t the weights on the scale be somewhat equal?”
“….”
He was internally dissatisfied with Mok Gyeong-un’s words but since he was not the one holding the reins he had no choice but to silently accept them.
Wei Wei in the Wall nodded his head and said.
“i get it. underneath…”
Geumuiwi inside the wall silently looked towards his stomach.
Then Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and said.
“If the job is completed safely I will remove your loneliness.”
“what?”
“Is this your first time doing business? Have you ever seen someone pay for an item before receiving it?”
“…”
The stomach inside the wall which was shaking with clenched fists soon responded with a long sigh.
“i get it.”
Anyway I didn’t have much of a choice.
It was a bit of a gamble but he had to hope the guy would keep his word.
“ruler. Then we must have signed a trade agreement…..”
-Jump jump jump!
Mok Gyeong-un approached Hong Bong-yuk’s daughter Song-ah to relieve her acupuncture points.
Geumuiwi who was looking at Mokgyeongun like that opened his mouth as if he suddenly remembered something.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Let’s ask.”
Mo Gyeong-un spoke willingly as if it didn’t matter anything.
The Geumwiwi in the wall asked.
“Do you by any chance have the last name Jin?”
“Jin’s last name?”
“okay.”
In response to his question Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
“no.”
“If you say so it’s the last name of So (肖)…”
“There are all kinds of last names. “It’s a pastoral house.”
“eclogue?”
‘ah…..’
The eyes of Geumuiwi within the wall trembled at Mokgyeongun’s answer.
He asked just in case but no.
That means he really learned it just by seeing his martial arts skills but he was truly a monster.
He would have to be at this level to be able to be said to have a great master’s level military talent.
Gold in the wall stuck out his tongue and said:
“You really learned the Gyeongshinbeop by stealing it.”
“Oh that new law? It was very useful. “May I ask what the name of the method is?”
“You take what belongs to others and have no conscience.”
“I asked because you admitted it.”
At those words Geumwi in the wall hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“…It’s not wind luck…it’s the wind god treasure.”
“Fengshinbo? “He is the god of the wind. It is an arrogant yet fitting name.”
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s comments Geumuiwi in Byeok-an secretly apologized to his teacher.
‘I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it.’
The original real name of Bobeop was Pungunbo.
However because he could not tell us exactly about the Gyeongshinbeop the name was changed.
At that time Mok Kyung-un spoke.
“Now that we’ve given each other one by one can I ask one more question?”
“What do you mean?”
“I heard that Westerners have brown or yellow hair. But he has black hair. “Did you dye it with ink?”
‘As expected.’
At this question the eyes of the Geumwiwi in the wall became harsh.
As expected this guy was no different from the others.
I saw him suddenly taking interest in his appearance which was different from others.
however
‘!?’
He unconsciously looked at Mo Kyung-un in disappointment and unlike the question he had asked he had a dull expression on his face as if he had no particular interest.
‘what?’
Was this really a question out of pure curiosity?
Looking at Mo Kyung-un’s eyes it was nothing more or less.
He was quite different from others.
Even the teacher remembered the look in his eyes when he first saw him.
Come to think of it that guy didn’t seem to have any particular reaction after seeing his face like this. There was no difference from what ordinary people saw.
Maybe that’s why I felt strange.
‘….’
He is a truly unique guy.
Normally he would have just ignored it but this time he responded.
“…It’s because I’m mixed race.”
His mother was from Jungwon and his father was from Seoyeok.
As a result he was born different from the Westerners and the Central Plains and he resented his parents his whole life.
“Mixed blood? iced coffee. So that’s it.”
But that was all Mokgyeongun’s reaction.
When he heard the answer to his question he turned his head as if his curiosity had been satisfied.
‘This is it?’
The reaction was so absurd that he even thought that he was being sensitive for no reason.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Mok Gyeong-un soon relieved Song-a’s fortune-telling.
As her blood pressure was relieved her voice could be heard again and she fell from Mok Gyeong-un with a look of disgust on her face.
This is why she did not want to get close to the martial arts people.
As if he didn’t mind her attitude Mok Gyeong-un stretched out his hand somewhere.
Then
-Shoot!
The leather pouch on the floor flew out and was caught in Mok Gyeong-un’s hand.
The Geumuiwi of the wall saw this and said in confusion.
“for a moment. “I have to take that.”
“I would have said that was difficult. “I also have to take my father-in-law’s severed hand.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words Geumui-wi in the wall pointed to Song-a and said.
“That is not the hand of a craftsman.”
“yes? “What do you mean by that?”
“That’s literally it. “It is not a real craftsman but a fake.”
“FALSE?”
Mok Gyeong-un looked at Song-ah.
Then Song-ah nodded her head and answered.
“….What the Great Leader of the Gold Council said is right. “Jangju whose arm was cut off is just an ordinary butcher.”
“An ordinary butcher? “Then are you really a fake too?”
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s question Geumui-wi in the wall said:
“That saucer is not fake.”
“How does Cheonho know if it’s fake or not?”
“You can tell by looking at your hands.”
“hand?”
Mok Kyung-un looked at Song-ah’s hand.
The knuckles of my fingers were peeling off to the point where I couldn’t see any fingerprints and there wasn’t a single intact spot.
Just by looking at this you could tell that she was no ordinary person.
“The real father-in-law is my father.”
“So the conclusion is that I was deceived by a fake person.”
“….yes.”
She answered in a hushed voice.
“This is it.”
At this Mok Kyung-un clicked his tongue slightly.
Then he didn’t have to bother trying to find his severed arm.
But she was not to blame for this.
Thanks to this deception a new route into the underground Geumok was created.
Could it be a blessing in disguise?
“If you do that you don’t have to take this hand?”
“…It’s unfortunate for him but I think this is the best way to prevent this from getting worse.”
“That’s reasonable.”
Hearing Song-ah’s words Mok Gyeong-un threw the leather pouch he was holding to Geumuiwi in the wall.
After receiving this Geumuiwi in the wall sighed.
If I didn’t take this with me things would have gone wrong and the guy would have gone on a rampage.
-widely!
“Ouch! “What are you doing?”
Song-Ah was embarrassed and didn’t know what to do as Mok Kyung-Woon lifted her onto his shoulders like a piece of luggage.
Either way Mok Kyung-un didn’t care at all.
“I can’t match Sozer’s walking speed. So let’s go back quickly. Then Cheonho I’ll see you later.”
Mok Gyeong-un bowed lightly to Geumuiwi in the wall and then turned to leave.
Mok Gyeong-un who was about to take a step like that paused for a moment and said.
“I almost forgot. “I said I’d see you later but I didn’t even know his name.”
“…..”
“My name is Mok Gyeong-un. “What is the name of the Cheonho of the Geumuiwi?”
To his question the Geumuiwi within the wall gave a short answer.
“It’s Marahyeon.”
* * *
– Swish!
“Ugh.”
Song-Ah seemed to be scared by moving so fast that she couldn’t see her surroundings so she closed her eyes tightly.
Mok Gyeong-un who was performing a light attack like that suddenly stopped midway.
I did it for some reason but it was because I ran into someone on the way.
He was none other than Seopchun.
“My lord!”
Mok Gyeong-un asked him in confusion.
“I told you to wait but why did you come here?”
“I was leaving because I had something urgent to tell you and I thought I needed to help you.”
“What if you want to tell it urgently?”
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s question Seop-chun looked at Song-ah who was being carried on his shoulder and said
“It’s because of that Soger.”
“This person?”
“yes. “Your lord may feel uncomfortable but the master whose arm was cut off was not a real craftsman.”
“iced coffee. You mean that? “I know.”
“You know?”
“yes. As you can see. “Is that why you came to deliver it to me?”
“Oh yes. Also my real father-in-law asked me to save his daughter so I came quickly.”
However contrary to concerns it was fortunate to see that Mok Kyung-un saved her.
In fact he came in a hurry because he thought that the lord might bring only his severed hand.
Still it was a good thing that he found a wife for his father-in-law.
Then Mok Gyeong-un asked.
“Well I’m glad that your request was granted in the end. So who did you say is the real craftsman?”
“Do you remember her hairy man who guided us?”
“ah? “Him?”
“yes. “He was a true craftsman.”
Hearing Nie Chun’s words like this Mok Gyeong-un shook his head and suddenly burst into laughter.
Seopchun puzzled by his laughter asked.
“How can you say that?”
At that question Mok Gyeong-un suddenly lifted up and put down Song-ah who was carrying him.
Song-ah also couldn’t understand what was happening and looked at Mo Gyeong-un.
Then Mokgyeongun spoke to her.
“It seems that deceiving people has become a daily routine because the work is so secret.”
“What do you mean?”
“Because I have an unusually good memory.”
“What does it mean to have a good memory….”
“Not only did he have a lot of hair but none of the butchers there had palms like Sojeo’s.”
‘!?’
Song-ah’s expression hardened perhaps because she was embarrassed by these words.
Then Mok Kyung-un placed his hand on her shoulder and said with a grin.
“I thought the craftsman who made the bast face masks was an experienced man but that wasn’t necessarily the case.”
Nyeopchun’s eyes widened at those words and he looked at Songa.
“Master… really?”
“yes. “It seems like this owner is a real craftsman.”
‘!!!!!!’
< Episode 62: Mixed blood (4) > end
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