Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 462

Episode 462. Wangfu and Namjiryeseong

Fortress in Mt. Pungji.

Hefei.

Namgung Se.

around noon.

Two men were squatting side by side and chatting in the Namgung family’s gymnasium.

He is in a relationship with Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.

“It’s an enemy.”

“Yes bro.”

Namgungcheon’s voice was quite subtle, probably because he thought they would soon become a family.

“Do you have a good relationship?”

“yes.”

“He’s my younger brother, but do you like a guy who’s so blunt?”

“Aren’t you blunt?”

“ha! no? Say that to the people of Hefei. No one believes it.”

“It is real.”

“That’s true. I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it. So, when are you going to get married?”

“I’m going to do it soon after the role of Yeon-sister in the Namgung family is over.”

“Do you think that day will ever come?”

“yes?”

Yeonjeokha looked at Namgungcheon with surprised eyes.

Then, Namgungcheon smiled and said.

“Look after ten years. Does Yeoni have less work to do in Namgung family? If it increases, it will increase.”

“really?”

“of course. So, let your father know what day you want. Then you can get married.”

“But how…”

“Otherwise, several years will pass by. Don’t regret later that you didn’t listen to me, and convince Yeon-na well. Yeon-i will ask to wait like you.”

Namgungcheon’s face, which was usually full of laughter, was filled with emptiness.

The younger brother is guilty of not being able to protect the Namgung family and their mother.

So, he would try to remain in the family until the Namgung family regained their previous prosperity.

However, there are some things that even a genius cannot do.

For example, it is the work of raising people.

It takes at least ten years to nurture disciples to the previous level.

“If Sister Yeon wants to wait, wouldn’t it be better to wait?”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who had absolute faith in Namgung-yeon, secretly raised an objection.

“Hey enemy. Saying I can’t cut my hair midway through is not for nothing. Yeoni is right now. He wants to make the Namgung family look like they were before, but it will take at least ten years to do so. can you wait till then? Wait if you are confident. I’m the Sogaju of the Namgung family, so if it’s good, I won’t dry it.”

“I will convince you.”

“okay. You are the only one who can rationally solve this problem right now. Good luck.”

“yes! Please trust me.”

Yeon Jeok-ha replied in a determined tone.

Do you have to wait ten years? That was never a specification.

***

As we entered March, the weather completely cleared up.

After breakfast, I climbed the mountain by myself.

Trees that had been dead in the dark all winter were spewing out green vitality.

Because it was a low mountain, the summit appeared in an instant.

Still, the whole view of the Namgung family came into view at a glance. Unlike the surrounding buildings that were stained with time, Namgungsegae was remarkably clean.

It must be because the famous bridge was rebuilt from a burnt down one.

Even now, it is still being built, or only in the middle of being built, the pavilion came into the eye sparsely.

“Awesome.”

Should I call that stubborn?

Namgung family rebuilt hundreds of palaces on the land that was completely ashes.

It really showed what the potential of the Murim family was.

I recently learned that it was Namgung Yeon, not his uncle, who spearheaded the reconstruction of the Namgung family.

It is understandable that Namgung-cheon is pressuring herself about the date of the wedding.

“Because she is so talented.”

It’s good, but I’m grumpy for no reason.

I want to show Namgoong-yeon the image of a reliable man, but I don’t know if I’ll have the opportunity.

“ha!”

When I think of Namgoong-yeon, I sigh.

Seven days had already passed since I came to the Namgung family.

In the meantime, I couldn’t bring up the story of the wedding date with my uncle or Namgung-yeon.

This is because the plans after the wedding have not yet been decided.

What Uncle and Namgung-yeon want is to rebuild ‘Waryongjang’.

Looking at the Namgung family, it is understandable that they talk casually about the reconstruction of ‘Waryongjang’.

Compared to the Namgung family, Waryongjang is a new blood.

If it was Namgung-yeon, he could definitely build it in a matter of days.

It was such a simple thing, but I wasn’t willing to do it.

because it’s hot

Twice ruining what my half-brothers built, and now rebuilding it.

It is natural to worry only after you are not brazen.

However, looking at what Uncle and Namgung-yeon recommend, it doesn’t seem like something to be pointed at.

If that were the case, there would be no way Uncle and Namgung-yeon would tell them to do it.

Moreover, it is also the wish of her biological mother, the only blood relative she does not resent.

“What is it?”

The answer is fixed, but I think it will take some time to accept it.

“Yes? Master?”

At times like these, I miss Cheongbulno.

If it were a teacher, he would have told me a lot of stories that would help me now.

After coming down Bishan, the couple walked around Hebi as soon as their feet touched them.

The weather was nice, but there was a lot to see.

HwijeokHuijeok Yeonjeokha’s steps slowed down as he passed in front of the Tea House.

It is because the story of Seolhwain (a professional storyteller) flowing from the Dagwan is interesting.

“…Now then, what kind of place is this place called Xian? As the capital of the Former Han and Sui and Tang dynasties, it is said to be the place where the secrets of the ancient kingdom are buried. Xi’an is where the relics of our ancestors pop up wherever you dig. But recently, Dazien Temple in Xi’an has been turned upside down. why? Strange books came out while cleaning the Daehan Tower (大雁塔). what book is it? If you came out of the alternative tower, it would be obvious. These are the books that Xuanzang brought from the West Station. Is there anyone who doesn’t know the field judge? Not a famous school on-site judge. Do you remember the three chapters of the Tang Dynasty? I told you a few days ago too. Jecheon Daeseong Son Oh-gong as a disciple. That’s right, Bulmokhani picked up the book that the priest left behind. Does anyone else pass through their heads at this point?”

In response to Seolhwain’s question, the people drinking tea at the teahouse threw out one word at a time.

“It’s not a bird that passed by.”

“It’s the wind.”

“They are noble. If you pass by, you’re a flirt.”

“Isn’t it Mr. Yangsang?”

The women laughed loudly.

Then came the words of the old man of Seolhwa.

“If you say that Bulmokhani picked up a book in a temple, there is a master who comes to mind. The lord of the green forest, Pacheonma-kun.”

In an instant, the roaring noise died down.

It was only natural that the name of Pacheon Demon came out of nowhere.

Even the enemy enemy who had been listening on the road sneaked closer to the tea house.

Then, to listen more closely, I opened the door to the tea house and went inside.

The teahouse was full of guests.

Still, there were rare empty seats.

When he went to find an empty seat and sat down, a female clerk approached him.

“Welcome, Confucius. Is there a car you are looking for?”

The serial killer looked around for a while.

If it was alcohol, they would have said ‘hyangseolju’, but there was still nothing to say that they enjoyed it in tea.

At that time, I suddenly remembered the name of the tea I recently drank with Namgung-yeon at Wolrakjeong.

“Olonghwa Tea.”

“Oh, you have a nice cup of tea. I will be ready soon.”

The clerk, who had been smiling, got up from his seat and disappeared inside where the kitchen was supposed to be.

I sneakily saw Seolhwain who was in love.

A white-haired old man who looked like Koh-hee was sitting with his back straight.

Looking at the outside appearance, he is not a Seolhwa person, but a Shinseon in the picture.

The rival, who thought that just by looking at his face, he could trust him, shook his head violently.

The carriage was stolen by a coachman with a face like a bodhisattva, and he is still in this state!

The story of Seolhwain continued.

“Gunja Yang was the most similar. Since you are close to the lady there, I will give you a present later.”

“thank you. Whoops!”

I laughed at the love affair.

The liver is too big for an old man. Pacheonma-gun brought Yangyang-gun named Green Forest and attached it.

If Pacheon Demon-kun had listened to it, the old man would have eaten the ancestral rice.

“Think about it. The Pacheon Demon Army also worked as an immortal servant in Shaolin Temple, discovered the legendary Shao-gyeong, and became the owner of the Green Forest. Even if you were cleaning the alternative tower, you could become like the Demon Lord.”

Then, a male customer walked away.

“The thing Pacheon Demon-kun picked up was the best martial art in the world, so it’s like that. What is the book that Daejaeunsa Bulmokhani picked up?”

“Guest, let me talk to you. I am a Seolhwa person, and you are a Seolhwa person?”

People giggled at Seolhwain’s joke.

“Now, what did this immoral man do with the old book that came out of the Great Tower? Sellers are split here. Pacheon Demon-kun was immortal, but he was someone who knew how to write. You found the treasure. So he went out to Shaolin Temple, learned martial arts, and became the best of green forests. However, Daejaeunsa’s disobedience is a black eye. All I know is that white is paper and black is letters. So what do you think? He jumped out with an old book. Where? I went to the Jinil Business Office in Xi’an. You two met well. Irregard for living only today has gone to the upper room today.”

At the joke with the word ‘today’, the women laughed again.

Seolhwain waited for the laughter to subside before continuing.

“Who is the ark of this day and night? It is a famous songwriter called Baekdam Mansugwi. Baekdam recognized the value of old books. So some were sent to Wangfu in Yingcheonbu (Nanjing), and some were sent to Mt. Fengji. You need to know how great Baekdam is here. I don’t know? If you don’t know, the thing on your shoulder is a decoration.”

People kept their mouths shut to avoid hearing that hair was a decoration in public.

When I couldn’t even hear the sound of breathing, Seolhwain smiled and continued the explanation.

“Wangbu and Mt. Fungji. I paid bribes to the ‘Lord of the World’ and the ‘Lord of the Powers’.”

When Seolhwain called the famed cult leader ‘the owner of Kangho’, no one disputed it.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yeonjeokha’s lips.

An atmosphere that acknowledges the power of famous religions even in the distant Namjikryeseong.

“But a bribe works only when it is valuable to the other party. Or is it a bribe? It’s just a wooden pillow for sleeping on your head, no, it’s a book pillow.”

The clerk brought a cup of Oryonghwa tea and a teapot with boiling water in front of Yeonjeokha.

I poured hot water into the teacup and waited for the tea to brew.

Seolhwain, who was in the middle of telling the story, kept his mouth shut.

The serial enemy slightly lifted his head and looked at Seolhwain.

Just in time, Seolhwain wiped her dry lips with the tip of her tongue and said.

“oh my. My mouth is dry, but I have no money for a cup of tea in my hand.”

Clink. Clink.

Coins fell around Seolhwain.

Seolhwain continued the story only after picking up the coin with both hands.

“Oh, there are a lot of good men and women who are thankful. you will be blessed But how far have I been talking?”

Yeonjeokha threw a word.

“They said that bribes work only when they are valuable to the other party.”

Seolhwain glanced at Yeonjeokha and lightly frowned.

Isn’t it rude that the guy who is listening doesn’t even add a coin?

“Uh huh, salty, salty.”

Seolhwain fired at him, but he didn’t blink an eye at the dull match.

In the end, a sigh flowed from Seolhwain’s mouth after losing the snowball fight.

“ha! There is no answer for the thick guy. yes bribes. I don’t think there’s any resemblance, but ‘Wangbu’ and ‘Pungjisan’ also have something in common. tell me what it is I am immortal.”