Chapter 810
Zhuge Lin smiled slightly.
Why? It’s a polite smile, but why does it look so bizarre?
‘Why is he using something like that as his teacher?’
I told him to speak in peace, but he just did everything. Nevertheless, it is difficult to say anything because he has such strange manners.
“Hu… I don’t know whether I should like it or not that Prince Jin’s teacher is someone like you.”
“Wouldn’t that be a good thing? “If it weren’t for Hee, we wouldn’t have been able to fix Eunwangya’s rebellion… It’s truly a noble thing.”
rumen.
In modern language, it is cancer.
Pung Ha-eun. He suffered from colon cancer in the past, but Jin Cheon-hee cured it.
Of course, the disciple humbly said that it was possible because it was relatively early in the process, and that if it spread, there was nothing he could do about it.
Jin Tianxi’s teacher, Zhuge Lin.
When I asked him to treat me not as an emperor but as a king, he refused even once.
“How come you don’t say a word?”
“I’m sorry. King. However, if you are a true servant, shouldn’t you hesitate to speak directly?”
“Do you think I won’t punish you because I’m Governor Jin’s teacher?”
“Is that possible? It’s just that I know that Wang Ya and the Emperor are saints and not tyrants.”
The eunuchs’ hands tremble in the eerie atmosphere the two create.
It’s not about living. However, this is by no means a speculation carried out by warriors. I’m just afraid.
‘I miss Geum-i. When dealing with a guy like this, Geum-i is perfect…’
But someone has to show their face and meet their subjects.
Geum is doing it now.
Zhugelin spoke calmly in a low voice.
“But, king. I have something to tell you about two small bets I made with Sosin…”
“…I know.”
Even though the head of the Imperial Eight Houses lies dead before their eyes, the two are talking about the bet.
A few of the eunuchs are overwhelmed by the strange, out-of-human situation and look away.
Zegalin said.
“The first thing is to send a letter. “When I received a confirmation letter from my student Jin Cheon-hee, I assumed he had lost.”
“Both sides twisted it as weirdly as they could, but they never sent a confirmation letter to anyone.”
Strange correspondence.
Zhuge Lin sent a letter directly to Haomun, and Feng Haen personally sent a letter to the Nangong family.
Yes.
The letter that came to Hao Wen, said to have been commissioned by the emperor, was actually written by Zhuge Lin.
The letter from Zhuge Lin that arrived at the Nangong family was written by Emperor Feng Ha-en.
The bet starts with Jin Cheon-hee in the middle.
Among the games that have been around since ancient times, there is a game that involves continuing sentences line by line.
Pung Ha-eun and Pung Ha-geum sometimes used it when they needed a smokescreen ahead of a secret battle.
Of course, while all the important plans have been completed, some gaps are used.
A small bet is placed on it and two people take turns filling it in.
Although Pung Ha-geum had a slightly higher winning rate, Pung Ha-eun also did well.
What’s interesting is that it was Zhugelin who suggested the bet itself.
Poong Ha-eun had always had a desire to bring Jin Cheon-hee to her side.
From when you treat yourself.
As the saying goes, it was Jin Cheon-hee of Byeokgwang who cured the stomach lining that no one could cure.
I had made some preparations.
Use eunuchs to falsify information and take this guy out at any time. I played a little prank to make people around me less cautious.
Of course, this is happening very secretly and gradually, so it will be difficult to notice.
They were spreading a few strange rumors that would normally make you laugh a little.
It was so slow that you couldn’t tell it with the naked eye, like melting ice.
Uiguk Baek came to him.
He said it would take away one of the Emperor’s worries.
However, where else could such omnipotent wisdom be found, not even in Zhuge Liang’s bag of tricks?
He said this.
-Can I shoot you at one of the eight imperial districts?
I was dumbfounded, so I brought him inside and asked him privately.
‘Shooting’. Where do you prepare your bow?
– Doesn’t the Emperor already have a wonderful bow? Now all you have to do is shoot.
Who is the Imperial Palga?
Aren’t they annoying people who stick together the moment they try to kill even one person?
They were doing whatever it took to prevent this balance from being upset.
Shooting the imperial eight-legged sword was one of the things that Feng Ha-eun and Feng Ha-geum had been preparing for for a long time.
If even one family falls, the weight tilts perfectly.
Knowing this, the Imperial Eight Families banded together tightly and did not show any gaps.
‘No matter how much I did, I was skeptical.’
If it weren’t for the ‘Jegal Sega’, he would be held guilty of lying.
However, the plan made on the spot was nonsense.
When I asked him what kind of reward he would give if he succeeded, he answered without changing his complexion at all.
-Let’s make a bet with me. I will accept any bet Wangya suggests, so Wangya will decide the sport.
A bet, not a prize.
I feel like I’m being possessed by a fox.
It was like that. Jegalin had come all the way here to place a bet with the emperor.
An action that truly goes beyond common sense.
When asked what he wanted, he answered:
-well. What is your disciple’s last name? If I win, it would be nice to be able to freely decide the last name of my student.
‘What are you thinking?’
First of all, he figured out that the two emperors were working on Jin Cheon-hee, and it seems that he also learned Jin Cheon-hee’s ‘secret’.
So, I guess I’ll try to get out of their clutches before it’s too late.
However, no matter how much I thought about it, there was no reason to lose.
Shoot the imperial arm and just make a bet instead of a prize?
He wasn’t asking for his disciple’s release in exchange for shooting one of the Imperial Eight Branches.
Let’s just make a bet.
So what will happen to Zhugelin if he wins the bet?
If you only do good things for others, you will end up empty-handed and receive nothing.
‘Isn’t the one who doesn’t do it a fool?’
Therefore, Poong Ha-eun decided to accept it.
Isn’t the monarch incompetent?
That’s why I suggested it. The one you are most confident in.
Let’s exchange letters and let Jin Cheon-hee be surprised and the one who contacts her again loses.
Since the prize at stake is Jin Cheon-hee himself, wouldn’t it be mutually beneficial to bet with him?
-Hmm, that sounds really fun. Gladly.
I thought he would run away, but there is no such way. This guy.
Even though it was his first bet in his life, Zhuge Lin elegantly took the paper and pen and quietly wrote it down.
This is a letter sent by Zhuge Lin himself, disguised as Feng Ha-en.
With one stroke, there was literally no stopping of the brush. I was curious about how great a strategy it would be.
Then he says it’s done, but this….
‘No, this bastard?!’
No one has turned around like this since Geum-i.
Zhugelin waved his fan leisurely. The attitude of saying, “What’s the problem?”
‘Aren’t you just going to fuck me at this point?’
Is it okay to lose one’s face like this in front of one’s only blood relative?
Ask Sapa? Brother-in-law? Without even a letter?
Zegalin asked.
-I said anything was okay, so I did that, but if Wangya wants to change it, he can change it as much as he wants. Either belief is okay.
A soft voice was saying this.
‘What?’
Zhugelin attacked.
Pung Ha-eun felt happy for some reason and laughed for a while.
When I came to my senses, I realized that I had already fallen into a deep quagmire.
It would have been better if I hadn’t listened to that bastard’s tongue in the first place.
However, if you clean out one of the eight imperial houses, how much business can there be left over?
I have no choice but to see it through to the end.
In the end, it was time to change the letter written by Jegalin into his own handwriting and return it in reverse order.
‘This is the first time I’ve felt like this since Geum.’
I was annoyed, but funny enough, it had been a long time since I felt this way.
So, this is a way to save Zhugelin’s face.
And I thought about a method that Jin Cheon-hee would never understand.
How could I be surprised and write to my teacher again asking if he was out of his mind?
‘In the end, I had to secretly use the person who gave Yeo Ha-ryun a debt in the past.’
The eyes and ears of the imperial palace are everywhere in the central plains.
However, a person who owes a debt to someone like that is a very rare gift and should be treasured like gold.
I am writing to win by betting on such precious resources.
If I had heard it, I would have jumped out and hit him on the back.
But since I came this far, I really wanted to win.
Poong Ha-eun felt like coming for the first time in a long time.
Since the first move that Zhugelin made was not that wise,
anyone would run over and say, ‘Emperor? Are you really the emperor? It’s to the point where I’m writing a letter saying ‘Are you sick…’ and then rushing to the palace because I don’t think it’s going to work.
That’s why I wanted a more intense taste.
But I didn’t know that both sides would just go their separate ways without confirming anything at all.
“Wangya also used it in a very strange way.”
“okay. Because you started your first move like that. Still, since we are blood relatives, I thought you would contact me even if you were surprised by my concerns.”
Blood relatives.
Even when the words came out of the emperor’s mouth acknowledging blood relatives, Zhuge Lin was still responding as a subject with a faint smile.
“Because you are a precious biological relative, isn’t it because you assumed that your superiors were judging you and didn’t bother to confirm?”
“…No. You didn’t send it because you didn’t trust me. “Because you doubt me.”
“Is there any other spirit of suspicion?”
Eunwangya looked hurt.
He was upset that Il-gwang did not send a confirmation letter after killing the person at his feet by feeding him nothing but peaches.
It was a truly bizarre sight, but Zhugelin didn’t care.
Just as his genius made him forget human emotions, the same goes for the emperor.
Jegalin guesses that this person’s humanity has been distorted due to their strange supernatural ability.
It doesn’t matter either way.
The closer they get, the scarier they become, but the disciple moves as if those emotions are paralyzed.
‘I myself am a person whose sensibilities are a bit out of the ordinary.’
Is it just daylight for no reason?
“Didn’t they send you a confirmation letter too?”
“On the contrary, they trusted me too much. I thought Master would have great intentions. “I think there must have been a reason for sending such a bizarre request through Yeo Ha-ryun.”
He was a blind disciple.
Like a duckling that hatches an egg and sees people for the first time.
They are busy chasing after their parents, thinking that what they say must be true.
Forgetting that the boots he was chasing might crush him with a single step backwards.
Sometimes we run down ridiculous paths, but what happens in the end?
Jegalin found such a disciple very, very precious.
Enough to risk my whole life.
“It seems like Eunwangya has raised doubts about quite a few things, but it can’t be helped. “What can we do if a disciple trusts his teacher too much?”
While saying that, he slowly waves the fan.
“that. Isn’t this the mental victory that Governor Jin was talking about? In the end, since you didn’t check it anyway, it’s the same for both of you.”
So the first bet ended up being a draw.
‘Why are you pretending that you won alone?’
Feng Haun thought so and looked at Zhugelin with a puzzled expression.
