Episode 10: Martial Arts (4)
Mok Yu-cheon the youngest Confucius of Yeonmok Geomjang.
He had no choice but to grow up earlier than his peers.
Mok Yu-cheon realized the reality at a young age when he learned that his mother was nothing more than a gisaeng.
He was despairing at first.
No one recognized him as the Confucius of Yeonmok Geomjang.
He was simply an illegitimate child born of lowly blood.
It was misfortune itself.
There was only one breakthrough for Mok Yu-cheon who spent his childhood in such despair.
‘…Become stronger.’
The world was fair.
His blood may have been low but his martial arts skills were extraordinary.
No he was born with it.
The only way for him to stand out despite his lack of skill was through martial arts.
He thought that if he became strong enough that no one could ignore him everyone would have no choice but to acknowledge him.
‘I will be recognized.’
And it actually came true.
Zhuang Zhou who had been uninterested in his outstanding military talent and thought he was an illegitimate child gradually began to favor him and even his vassals acknowledged him.
His brothers who had despised his mother and him could no longer treat him carelessly.
‘perhaps…..’
He who was ridiculed for being so lowly had no idea that he might become a lord.
Little by little he was filled with hope.
However that expectation has recently turned into anxiety.
‘What happens when the owner dies?’
Zhuang Zhou did not designate anyone as his successor.
If things continued like this the idiot-like grand duke or the treacherous second son Mok Eun-pyeong could have become the main lord.
In that case the great lady might try to kill herself whom she regarded as a thorn in her eye.
‘Ahh…’
It got complicated again.
He hoped that he could change everything with effort.
I felt like I was blocked by a wall again.
Still there was nothing he could do.
Like other half-brothers he did not have the energy or financial resources to mope around or increase his power.
There was only one thing he could do right now.
Continuing to practice martial arts.
So today I was concentrating on training to empty my mind of distracting thoughts.
However the face that I wanted to see the most and that I hated the most appeared in the hall.
‘Thorough cultivation.’
Why on earth did this guy show up here?
Aside from being a criminal he has no interest in practicing martial arts.
As he looked at the guy his head which had barely been sweating started to feel uncomfortable.
“Get out of the training ground.”
He has a record of being beaten to death once so if he had an ear for words he would have understood.
But then something unexpected came out of his mouth.
“Do you also want to become a leader?”
“what?”
It was absurd for a moment.
“What are you talking about now?”
“It’s just as I heard. “I asked if you wanted to become a leader too.”
At those words Mok Yu-cheon raised his voice and spoke.
“I don’t know what kind of trick you’ve appeared in front of me to pull but stop talking nonsense and get the hell out of there. “Unless you want to crawl like last time…”
“well. “I think you’ll want this.”
With those words Mok Kyung-un took something out of his arms.
Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes widened when he saw this.
“You…how did you do that?”
“Do you want it?”
Mok Gyeong-un waved the secret letter and asked Mo Yu-cheon.
Softwood hwasimbeop (然木化心法).
It is a tonap method and a naegong luck technique that only the master of Yeonmokgeomjang can learn.
There was no way Mok Yu-cheon who inherited the blood of the Mok family did not know this secret book.
‘What about that guy?’
Mo Yu-cheon did not understand this situation.
Zhuang Zhou is lying in a hospital bed and hasn’t woken up yet so how does that guy Mu Qingyun have the secret book of the Lotus Tree Flower Mind Method?
Then for a moment his mind became complicated.
‘no way?’
Did your father give this guy a special certificate for the Lotus Flower Heart Method?
no.
That couldn’t have been possible.
Regardless of his birth the two children his father regarded as most pitiful were Mok Yeong-ho the first and Mok Gyeong-un the third.
The reason was that both of them did not put in any effort even though they were both poor.
Didn’t you say it out loud to yourself?
[I wish your older brothers were at least half as good as you.]
These words did not come out for nothing.
Mu Yuqian said while glaring sharply at Mu Qingyun.
“Where did you get that? Could it be that you stole it without your father’s knowledge?”
At those words Mok Gyeong-un sighed and smiled.
“I guess that’s not important.”
“It’s not important? “There is no way my father would have given a letter of absence to someone like you.”
“Isn’t that what you don’t know? “I could have given it to Lord Jang if he was interested.”
“gibberish!”
Mo Yu-cheon raised his voice.
‘Hmph.’
At that moment Gochan’s expression distorted as his eardrums rang loudly behind him.
I guess they really hate tree farming.
I was dizzy from the amount of energy I put into my voice.
Mo Kyung-un on the other hand did not show much of a reaction other than slightly frowning.
Seeing this Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes sparkled.
‘No reaction?’
If it were his usual neck training he would have smoked for a long time.
But I endured this.
Did he constantly learn martial arts while we couldn’t see each other?
Given that why do I feel like I have less energy than before?
Mo Yu-cheon who was puzzled opened his mouth again.
“Is there any proof that it’s real?”
“evidence?”
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and then he casually handed out the secret book of lotus cotton training.
Mo Yu-cheon frowned at this.
What kind of trick is this?
Mok Yu-cheon who hesitated for a moment soon received the non-emergency letter.
It wasn’t because of greed but because I was curious about whether it was really an emergency book.
‘huh?’
However the thickness of the secret book is thin.
He wanted to know something so he opened the emergency book and found that there were only two pages inside the cover.
The story of Simbeop may be short but it couldn’t have been only two chapters.
Is it also fake?
So I read the preceding verses.
But the moment he read it Mok Yu-cheon was convinced.
‘…..It’s real.’
It was possible to distinguish them because they had mastered the basics perfectly.
Naturally I flipped to the back page and looked at the remaining pieces and when I saw the traces of Mok Yu-cheon being torn along the way I unconsciously swallowed my saliva with regret.
‘ah….’
He was caught up in the thirst of the moment.
Since he was a martial artist he could not help but aspire to higher martial arts skills.
Jangju’s exclusive use of martial arts techniques such as Yeonmokhwasimbeop and Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol were the secret to rising martial arts.
If I learned this I might reach the perfect peak and further advance to a higher level of martial arts based on that.
“Why is there no content behind this?”
Mok Kyung-un smiled at that question and tapped his head with his finger.
Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes narrowed as he understood the meaning.
‘This guy…’
Was Mokgyeongun originally this weak?
He had memorized about 90% of the original and by showing this which only had traces of being authentic he was solidifying the fact that there was no way for him to obtain the original.
It seemed like he was preparing for a situation where his special salary could be taken away.
‘Is this guy’s idea really true?’
He glanced at the Gochan escort behind him.
It didn’t seem like he was as he was looking at me with a lot of attention.
If you say it it means it’s true.
‘…It’s changed.’
What happened in two years?
He hadn’t seen or talked to her in person since the incident that day.
This was because Mok Gyeong-un was scared and avoided him the whole time.
However when I saw Mok Gyeong-un two years later he was very different from then.
“What on earth are you?”
“What?”
“Regardless of how we got this what kind of trick are we doing now?”
“Does it seem like a trick?”
-Park!
Mo Yu-cheon threw the secret letter on the floor and stood right in front of Mo Kyung-un and said.
“Do you think it’s normal for a guy who’s been running away from me and my brothers for two years to come back with this and talk about Jangju?”
“hmm. “I thought he might want to become a chieftain didn’t he?”
“what?”
“If you don’t want to become a leader this offer is completely meaningless.”
Mo Yu-cheon was dumbfounded by Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
proposal?
What on earth are you talking about?
While I was puzzled Mok Gyeong-un picked up the emergency book that had fallen on the floor and shook it off.
“If you don’t want to become a leader you don’t really need this right?”
“……”
Mo Yu-cheon could not answer those words.
Even if he did not want to become a general Mo Yu-cheon wanted to learn the martial arts of the Yeonmok swordsman.
It was natural for an unmanned person.
But the reason I hesitated like this was because I couldn’t understand Mok Kyung-un’s true intentions.
This was clearly bait.
“….What kind of trick are you doing?”
“If it’s a trick and you’re not interested I’ll just go for now.”
With those words Mok Gyeong-un put the emergency document in his chest and tried to leave without hesitation.
In response Mo Yu-cheon called Mo Gyeong-un who could only walk a few steps and stopped him.
“Stop!”
At those words one corner of Mo Kyung-un’s mouth went up.
It also caught me.
Although I only had a conversation with this guy recently I felt like I had a general idea of what kind of person he was.
He was a very knowledgeable older brother who followed his beliefs.
These types just don’t take the bait.
You have to lay the plate appropriately like this.
Mo Kyung-yun spoke casually without turning his head.
“You said you’re not really interested?”
“…..It’s not interest but what kind of trick is this?”
“It’s a series of the same questions.”
“shut up. Just answer the questions I ask. “What is your intention in asking such a question as to whether you want to continue to be the leader?”
“Intention?”
“If that’s the case all you have to do is quietly and secretly learn it and then aim for the position of leader. But what is the purpose of bringing this to me and asking me if I want to become a leader?”
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders at that question.
Then he turned his body slightly and said.
“I don’t know if you believe it but I’m not particularly interested in the position of leader.”
“what?”
At those words Mo Yu-cheon glared at Mo Kyung-un with suspicion.
You’re not interested in the position of chief executive?
Are you asking me to believe this now?
“under….”
Mo Yu-cheon burst out laughing.
okay.
It was ridiculous.
Even though you got that emergency document coming to see you and saying things like this is a trap in itself.
I don’t know what his intentions were but he was definitely planning something sinister.
To begin with he also hates this guy because of the incident two years ago but this guy is also very afraid and hates him.
At that time Mok Gyeong-un approached him and said.
“I can’t believe it….”
That was before the words were even finished.
-puck!
Before he knew it Mo Yu-cheon’s fist reached forward and landed precisely in Mo Gyeong-un’s face.
Mok Gyeong-un hit by this was pushed back and soon fell down.
-Gurgling!
Nosebleeds were flowing from his nose.
It was obvious that he looked like he was in pain but the corner of Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth was trembling as he lay down.
‘It’s different.’
This was Mok Gyeong-un’s state of mind.
Putting the man with the black sword out of the question he personally experienced the skills of guarding Gochan and guarding Gam.
Through that he learned the difference between second-class and first-class.
And when I personally experienced the fists of the genius Mok Yu-cheon who was said to have reached his peak at the age of only 16 I realized firsthand the difference in power.
I understand why Gochan was expressed as being several times stronger.
This was not a strength that could be achieved by chance.
‘My body can’t react.’
He saw it for a moment but his body couldn’t follow it.
It was impossible to deal with anyone who did not come close to this strength to some extent.
‘…what?’
Mo Yu-chun on the other hand stretched out his fist and narrowed his eyes.
He put his fist out to shut the guy’s mouth.
He knew that of course he wouldn’t be able to stop it even though his skills were only third-rate.
But there was one thing that was different from the guy he usually knew.
‘I didn’t close my eyes.’
He was looking straight at his own fist.
Normally if it’s a fist that you can’t block it’s normal to close your eyes and flinch out of fear.
But even at the moment of the hit I kept staring at his fist.
‘You weren’t afraid?’
That tree tillage?
While I was wondering Mok Kyung-un raised his upper body.
Then he wiped away the flowing nosebleed with the back of his hand and said.
“Your fist is strong.”
“Is it bitter?”
I snort.
Strictly speaking it wasn’t a proper hit.
He was convinced that they were trying to plot against him so it was just an attempt to scare them.
“It would be better if it didn’t happen. “If you wake up again the intensity will increase to the point where you will think it was ridiculous.”
Mo Yu-cheon warned.
And he actually intended to do it.
But Mok Gyeong-un sighed and smiled.
“I think it’s natural to have doubts.”
“It’s not doubt it’s confidence. “I don’t believe anything you say.”
“okay?”
“So I’ll make you regret coming to pull such a trick on me.”
Mok Yu-chun clenched his fists.
Now that this has happened I need to make it more clear than it was two years ago.
That way you won’t be able to do things like this.
While I was thinking about that Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said.
“If I do that I have no choice but to give it to the godwife or Mok Eun-pyeong.”
“….what?”
“It’s up to you to believe or not but if you choose that way I have no choice but to give a letter of absence to both parties to get what I want.”
Mo Yu-cheon paused at those words.
Because I knew what this meant.
Mo Kyung-un continued speaking.
“When the lord dies the vassals will eventually nominate a pastoral lineage who has learned the Secret Book to be the lord. What will happen if Jangju emerges from Mok Yeong-ho or Mok Eun-pyeong?”
“…..”
“Do you really think they’ll leave you alone?”
Mok Yu-cheon was speechless at the words that hit the nail on the head.
He was frustrated because he could not predict what would happen in the future.
That’s why I couldn’t help but fall in love with Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
In the meantime Mok Gyeong-un stood up and continued what he was saying.
“I don’t know but I don’t think he would just let go of an outstanding successor who was favored by the lord and stood out more than himself or his children.”
‘….’
Guard Go Chan could not hide his inner embarrassment at Mo Kyung-un’s words.
‘Why should I provoke you further?’
This wasn’t persuasion it was almost like semi-threatening.
If you provoke me like that it’s almost like asking me to kill you even more. What are you thinking?
Sure enough Mo Yu-cheon’s face turned bright red.
“…Are you threatening me now?”
“You’re not deaf are you?”
“what?”
I think it will probably end with me getting beat up.
Mo Yu-cheon filled with anger tried to use his hand once again.
At that time Mok Kyung-un spoke in a cold voice.
“It’s a life-or-death issue so don’t you think a threat doesn’t sound like a threat?”
-Stop!
At those words Mok Yucheon stopped the tips of his fingers.
I was very angry but I couldn’t ignore Mo Kyung-un’s words.
Since the head lord had not clearly decided on the succession in the current situation there was an extremely high chance that someone who had learned the Secret Book as Mok Gyeong-un said would become the lord.
And if he falls into the hands of someone other than himself….
-closely!
The outcome I feared will happen.
Mok Gyeong-un approached him with light steps placed his hand lightly on his shoulder and whispered in a low voice.
“I think I have some understanding of the situation now. “Who held the hilt of the sword?”
Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes trembled.
‘this guy….’
Is it really the Mokgyeongun you knew?
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