Episode 89. Recommending a brother (1) When
the painter tilted his head, the head of the house made a slightly loud noise.
“Cheong-ah.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Guide Congressman Hwa to a place where he can rest well.”
“yes.”
After a while, the door opened and a man with a literary style opened the door and entered, bowing his head.
“Miss Hwa. I will guide you.”
“I just need to provide you with a bed.”
“Heh, heh heh heh heh heh heh heh, how can he make me hear that he treated Hyeoni rudely? I want to hang out with you, but I can’t be selfish as an old man, so go with Chung.”
“I see.”
The painter couldn’t bear to refuse any more.
From the perspective of someone like the late Kaju, it might have been unpleasant to refuse such a favor.
After following the man called Chung, a carriage and a coachman were waiting.
When Cheong opened the wagon door, the fireman got on with a bewildered expression.
When the door closed, Chung sat down next to the coachman.
“let’s go.”
“yes.”
As if the story had already been told, the coachman set off straight away without asking where he was going when his name fell.
The fireman opened the wagon’s window and realized that Giru was where the wagon was going.
‘Whoa~. It feels like coming out of a tiger’s den. By the way, I was going to teach Bo about Naga Qigong…’
“Mr. Chung.”
“Yes, Senator.”
“My student might be waiting for me, so can you tell me to go to bed first?”
“I already told you not to wait for the congressman and go to bed first.”
“Oh yeah.”
As the painter continued to look at the giru outside the window, his desire as a man subtly came back to life. Although the body is 16 years old, the painter is actually over 30 years old.
‘Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since I haven’t been able to sleep.’
Looking back, it’s been almost a year. After a while, the carriage arrived at Hongwolru.
‘uh! It must be a coincidence.’
The fireman’s face was tense when he saw the signboard that read “Hongwolru”.
‘It must be a coincidence. That woman can buy it…’
“Please come this way.”
After getting off the carriage, Chung, who was leading the way, put on a puzzled expression when the painter stopped.
“Can’t we go to another Giru over there?”
“I have already made a reservation by giving Ja-hong, the best courtesan of Giru, a large sum of money in advance.”
“A reservation? Haha…then I can’t help it.”
The painter moved with an expression like a cow being led to a slaughterhouse.
‘It must be a coincidence, there must be another Giru called Hongwolru somewhere.’
* * *
“Do you not like the girl?”
Ja-hong, who had been splashing gold for a while, looked at the fireman with a slightly tired expression.
She was a high-class courtesan who could not buy a night with a decent amount of money.
For this reason, men who spend the night like this try to have fun as much as possible and receive the best hospitality even when they think about their money.
But today, the guest was apathetic no matter what he did.
He unleashed all his special moves to melt the man’s longing that he had learned to rise to the ranks of the special class, but somehow the opponent did not budge.
My self-esteem was hurt, I was tired and annoyed.
“Oh no. I like it.”
“If I’m not full, I’ll call someone else.”
When Ja-hong tried to stand up, the painter waved his hand.
“It’s because I’m very tired after coming a long way on horseback.”
“ah! If you are tired, shall we prepare for bed?”
“Yes ah yes.”
The fireman’s answer was a little lukewarm, but Ja-hong felt that his shattered pride was slightly restored, as some customers spend more time sleeping than playing.
‘You’re young, but you’re trying to pick flowers because you’re a man?’
She summoned her comrades, ordered them to clear the table, moved the musical instruments to one side of the room, and began to take off her outerwear.
“I want to sleep alone over there.”
Quick.
In an instant, like an earthworm wriggling in Jahong’s temple, blood vessels wriggled.
‘Isn’t this young bastard eunuch? How could I…’
Ja-hong felt that his pride of being a limited express trainee was crushed and that he was thrown into the gutter, but he mobilized superhuman endurance and opened his mouth with a forced smile.
“yes! Oh I see. The girl didn’t notice. sorry.”
bang!
Ja-hong hurriedly picked up the clothes he had taken off and went outside, but the door was closed as if it were going to break.
“Whoa, I’m so sorry about this. But what can I do to be embarrassed?”
The fireman waited for a while after Jahong had left, then opened the door and looked outside.
The figure of Chung who had brought him was nowhere to be seen.
“Hey.”
The fireman called a passing motive.
“Yes, Gongja.”
“Where is Confucius who came with me?”
“He is enjoying singing and dancing at Chunwolgwan.”
“Oh yeah. I get it.”
“Is there anything you want me to do?”
“No. look at the work.”
“yes.”
When the fireman lost his motivation, he let out a short sigh and closed the door.
‘If I go out alone, he’ll find me later, and if I go out after saying that, he’ll be enjoying himself. Should I go to sleep first? Whoa-.’
It was uncomfortable to sleep here, but it was also ambiguous to tell someone who did not know the situation.
The painter put the knife by his bedside and went to sleep.
Far away…..
But no matter how much time passed, I couldn’t easily fall asleep. No, I was so anxious that I couldn’t sleep. While lying down, the identity card of the woman he killed during the day continued to flicker.
‘Damn it, it’s Hongwolru…..’
Sabachsabak…..
At that time, a woman’s light footsteps were heard from the threshold.
snap.
The painter hurriedly hid the sword he had left by his bedside under the blanket and grabbed the swordsman.
‘I thought it would be like this…..’
I swallowed dry saliva and sweat came out of the hand holding the sword.
‘Let’s cut it with a single knife. Then at this angle…’
Serung.
The painter drew his knife halfway.
smart. Then a knock was heard.
‘uh? What are you trying to knock on the door without sneaking in secretly?’
“Are you sleeping, Confucius?”
‘Did you come to check if he’s sleeping?’
I hesitated for a moment whether I should answer or not, but I couldn’t pretend to be asleep when I remembered that it hadn’t been long since Ja-hong had left.
“What’s going on?”
“Louju-nim has gathered all the girls who have not received guests yet, so please come and choose the one you like.”
Haha, a sigh escaped my lips.
“I’m very tired, so I appreciate the favor, but tell them I’m refusing it.”
“All right.”
As the clattering footsteps faded away, the fireman put the half-pulled sword back in the blanket.
‘Should I just leave?’
I thought it would be better to get out of Giru than to be anxious.
stop.
However, the painter couldn’t move easily when he remembered the favor of the late householder.
‘If I had known it would be like this, I would have told a man named Cheong that I was attacked by a killer with a gisaeng’s gang belonging to Giru earlier in the day.’
I regretted it for a moment, but on second thought, it wasn’t something I could tell the man about.
“It is a very difficult situation.”
The fireman couldn’t even do this or that, he only struggled… Eventually, he stayed up all night with his eyes open.
* * *
“Hehe Master. What did you do all night that makes you look so tired?”
When Obo saw the painter, he made a strange expression and laughed.
“I drank all night with a courtesan in Giru.”
“Kyaha- I hope you liked it.”
“What do you know about making that face?”
“I know everything I know.”
“I get it pretty well. If you knew where I was drinking, you probably wouldn’t make that face.”
“You look so confident because you drank at the famous Giru?”
“We drank at Hongwollu.”
“It seems that Hongwolru is quite famous in this village. How come I’m a little used to it… Huh? Surely it’s not the Hongwolru you saw on the female killer’s identity card, right? It’s not, so you’re safe like this, right?”
“I don’t know either. Anyway, I was bitten by a pretty flower-like courtesan and stayed up all night holding this sword with my eyes open, so don’t irritate me.”
“Yes Master. It’s still too early to leave. Shall I go in and make a bed for you?”
“done. We’ll be leaving as soon as we eat breakfast, so make sure the gale feeds you.”
“yes.”
Obo, whose mischief had disappeared, moved quickly, and the fireman followed the person who was being served by the late householder, ate breakfast together, and said goodbye.
While eating breakfast, they said unkind things such as the late Gazoo’s emaciation during the night and how she likes being young enough to stay up all night, but the cook had to hide his tiredness and tune in to the rhythm one by one.
The painter came out of Gogajang and rode a gale and found a good shade of a tree to take a nap.
* * *
“Does the boy have to be so downhearted to use it?”
Mrs. Hwa came to the study and patted him on the back when her eldest son had been in a state of heartache since he failed in the past.
“sorry. mother.”
Hwabok put down the book he was looking at to see if it didn’t come into his eyes even when he looked at it.
“What are you sorry about? Now that the younger siblings have put on wings and are starting to fly, isn’t it something you should pass the exam next year as well?”
“Next year… can you pass the exam?”
“Of course you can pass the exam. There will be no one in this transcendent world who is as smart as you and has read many sutras.”
“I know I am smart. I also read the scriptures as much as anyone else. But still, Cho-hyeon’s situation is difficult… Those who pass the exam are all bribery…”
He paused.
At the mention of a bribe, Mrs. Hwa’s face visibly hardened.
“Do you want to pass the exam, even with a bribe?”
“no. Rather whoop-. yes. I failed this time and thought that way. He said he wanted to pass the exam even with bribery…”
“I got it. If you want, I will make a good one.”
shiver.
In an instant, tears flowed from Hwabok’s eyes.
Words that could never come out of the mouth of my mother, who had taught only the right way with a god-like personality until now after my father passed away.
“Sorry. Mother, I said something a little childish. Pretend you didn’t hear.”
“no. The world has changed, so we must know how to change too. The process is important, but the result is also important.”
“I don’t want to be embarrassed to see my dead father. sorry. I’m just causing concern…”
“Whoa – what’s wrong with you. Good times will come soon. Let’s wait for that time.”
“mother!”
Mrs. Hua wiped the tears from her son’s eyes with her sleeve.
“Madam, great young boy.”
“What’s going on?”
“The Vice Master has returned.”
“Wonhwa came?”
Mrs. Hwa and Hwa-bok hurriedly went outside.
The fireman who came in with Obo opened his arms and ran when he found his mother and brother.
“Mom, aren’t you sick now?”
“Oh my baby. So, did Hyeonbimama produce healthy baby seeds?”
“no. There’s a little complicated story that I’ll tell you later. I’ll start by checking how healthy you are, so hold out your arm.”
“Yeah, I got it. Did you eat lunch?”
“I haven’t eaten yet.”
“Okay then, this mother will cook you something delicious for the first time in a long time.”
While the painter was taking pulse, Mrs. Hua saw her son, who had grown so much in the few months she hadn’t seen her, and thought that this son was now also a bookkeeper.
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