Episode 2: Yeonmok Sword (3)
A middle-aged man in his fifties lying in a hospital bed with a pale face.
He was coughing continuously as if he was having trouble even breathing.
Every time Rep. Noh who was guarding his side wiped his mouth with a cloth black blood was appearing.
“ha…..”
A sigh flowed from Rep. Noh’s mouth when he saw this.
The details are getting worse and worse and the end is not far away.
He treated it with all his knowledge and experience but even in his many years as a doctor this was the first time he had encountered a disease like this.
‘What can you do?’
As the chief medical officer of Yeonmok Prosecutor’s Office I could see what would happen next before my eyes.
There will be bloody strife between his brothers.
‘Jangju. ‘Why don’t you decide on a successor?’
Zhuang Zhou did not decide on a successor.
As a result even the vassals had no choice but to watch the current situation with frustration.
In fact everyone knew it.
‘If you like it so much why not make the youngest your successor?’
Zhuang Zhou cherished his youngest son Mo Yu-cheon.
The talent was so outstanding that it could have been passed down through three generations.
At the age of fourteen he mastered his family’s martial artists and reached the level of a first-class master and now just two years later at the age of sixteen he has reached the peak.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that his overwhelming talent ranks among the top ten among his peers.
Moreover his personality also resembles that of Zhuang Ju.
‘Confucius Mo Yu-cheon.’
If Zhuang Zhou had openly supported him his vassals would have stepped forward and strengthened his position.
Even if it is just the rebirth of a parasite.
Of course if you do that you will incur the wrath of the Great Lady.
‘It’s a big deal. It’s a big deal.’
The Great Lady’s generous care for her first Confucius Mo Yong-ho is of utmost sincerity.
Even if he was called a fool that didn’t change.
Because of this he was revealing his greed in earnest from the second Confucius to the third Confucius.
At the moment when Zhuang Zhou dies the wooden sword of Yan will be stained with the blood between his brothers.
‘What will happen in the future? Phew.’
As he was only a member of the National Assembly he could not get involved.
That was when he was lamenting like that.
Jangju’s visit was held.
‘who?’
Rep. Noh turned his head and his expression hardened.
A pure white face with wrinkles covered with powder.
Lips dyed red with rouge. Gorgeous outfit adorned with precious metals.
This middle-aged woman with raised eyebrows and eyes full of arrogance was Lady Seok the godfather of Yeon Wooden Sword Master.
Rep. Noh bowed his head.
“Ma’am the great lady.”
“As expected.”
At her question Rep. Roh nodded his head with a slight sigh.
“It seems there is nothing we can do due to the lack of medical skills.”
“okay. After all there is no way to survive through medical techniques.”
“It’s because the person is incompetent. “Soin….”
-Sigh!
Mrs. Seok waved her hand and showed that she did not want to hear it.
She then sighed and said.
“You and all the doctors nearby don’t even know the name of the disease and say it’s a strange thing that can’t be explained through medical techniques so there must be a solution.”
“lady!”
At those words Assemblyman Noh looked at Mrs. Seok his white beard trembling.
In response Mrs. Seok coldly glared at Rep. Noh and said
“Her husband’s life is in danger. Are you in a position to take care of this and that?”
“However in the end magic is nothing more than a bizarre technique that looks at miscellaneous things. “How can you be so knowledgeable…”
“You said that your husband’s illness is no different from a monster.”
“That’s true but…”
“But why are you opposed to using a master who deals with strange things? Are you saying I should just wait for my husband to die?”
“That’s not what you’re saying…..”
“I don’t want to hear it. “I have already summoned an official to the annex so Rep. Ha should stop putting his hands off and step down.”
“lady!”
“Do you want to be taken away by force?”
With these words Rep. Roh was eventually forced to step down.
It was already a situation where nothing could be done.
Representative Noh who came out clicked his tongue in regret and looked at the main building where the hospital bed was located.
‘They’re bringing in radiation to treat a monster? ha. ‘You’re trying to catch someone with Seonmudang.’
* * *
“…This is the current situation of Yeonmok Sword Chief.”
“What an interesting family. “This place.”
‘It’s fun?’
Now that you know your situation does that sound like that?
Gochan stuck out his tongue in response to Mok Gyeong-un’s reaction.
As for Mok Gyeong-un it was no exaggeration to say that he was in the most precarious situation.
Even if it was discovered that it was a fake he could have been torn limb from limb and died not at the hands of other Confucius but at the hands of his retainers.
But even after hearing this I felt extremely relaxed.
‘I have no idea what he’s thinking.’
If he were in the same situation as Mok Gyeong-un he would try to escape somehow.
This is a situation where there is absolutely no answer.
Gam Howie the executioner is also preparing to abandon this guy.
As a result he had no choice but to be beaten around and then eliminated.
‘…Even if you subdued me with poison it’s not like there’s anything you can do about it. ‘You bastard.’
He has no choice but to comply now.
However I had no intention of helping the tree cultivation succeed.
So he withheld some information.
If the truth is 70% it can be seen that he hid about 30% related to them.
‘Whew. ‘Just wait and see.’
As long as you detoxify the poison you will be blessed in some way…..
-Shudder!
Gao Chan made eye contact with Mo Kyung-un and his body trembled.
Just looking into his eyes sends a shiver down his spine.
In this way he felt sorry for himself for being scared but there was something different about this guy from ordinary people.
There was something about him that scared people.
‘You devilish bastard.’
Yes that would be the most appropriate word.
I still can’t forget those ugly eyes.
“Gochan escort.”
“yes yes.”
Gochan responded with his military spirit raised.
He said that no matter what he was thinking his instincts told him that he had to follow his words unconditionally from now on.
“Originally the real Mok Gyeong-un and Gam Howie set me up as a stand-in and moved the first Confucius Mok Yeong-ho to kill Mok Eun-pyeong.”
“…That’s right.”
That was their first best solution.
The name of the plan is Fisherman’s Economy.
He drew a picture of the first Confucius Mok Yeong-ho stabbing the second Confucius Mok Eun-pyeong who was relieved that he had killed his great lieutenant.
For this purpose he was trying to trick Mok Yeong-ho through the gisaeng he had recruited.
‘You’ve turned your head quite a bit.’
Mok Kyung-un sighed and laughed.
The plan seemed sound.
If this method was followed the Great Lady the mother of the two Confucius and others would not be able to significantly intervene.
On the contrary it is like being dishonored.
‘It would have been good but I ended up becoming a variable.’
Now I think I know why he’s trying to change his strings.
Howie Gam doesn’t trust himself.
If he had believed or been sure that he could handle it perfectly he would have followed this best course with only a few changes.
But he won’t because he distrusts himself.
In the end Gam Howie’s change of mind and the situation in this family were bound to work against him in some way.
‘Is there only one conclusion?’
He had to either kill Gam Howie or bring him to his side.
But both the former and the latter were difficult.
The latter was difficult because he had no faith in himself and in the former case unlike Go Chan Gam Howie was clearly stronger than him.
That’s why he was difficult to kill.
“Gochan escort.”
“….yes.”
“How much stronger is Gam Howie than Gochan Howie?”
“You mean more than me?”
“yes.”
“…Gam Howie is a top-notch expert so he must be two or three times stronger than me.”
Go Chan possessed the skills of a second-rate warrior.
On the other hand Howie Gam was a top-notch expert.
In terms of internal skills it is almost half a century (30 years) so if you look at it numerically it is more than twice that but if you take into account all things enlightenment and skill it should be considered three times more.
That was the difference between the normal second class and the first class.
“Does Gochan Howie think I can kill Gam Howie?”
“yes?”
“That’s literally it. Do you think you can kill him?”
Gochan frowned at this question.
After finding out what was going on in the family did you decide to kill Howie Gam?
However this guy still doesn’t know that they are trying to change the rope.
Or was it just a guess based on fragmentary information?
-Gulp!
In that case I could say that his insight was truly amazing.
Why are there all these guys?
The way he turned his head was completely different from the real Mokgyeongun.
“Is the question difficult? Gochan Howie has fought with me as well so he won’t have a clue.”
Go Chan hesitated for a moment and responded to Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
“The late Confucius is said to be strong and good at moving but it is difficult for a top-class expert to compare both technical and internal strength with a lowly player like me.”
“Well the bottom line is that you can’t win.”
“….yes.”
“Don’t pay attention. “That’s what I think.”
“…..”
If you know then why are you asking?
I was puzzled but Mok Kyung-woon changed the question.
“Then if I learn martial arts will my odds of winning change?”
“yes?”
“What if I learn martial arts?”
Go Chan almost laughed at Mo Gyeong-un’s question like this.
I admit that this guy is stronger than myself a second-rate warrior.
And he also admits that he is different from ordinary people.
However learning martial arts could be said to be a completely separate problem.
Gochan said barely managing his expression.
“…Confucius. “The basis of martial arts is my training.”
“Am I training?”
“yes. When I say training I mean collecting internal energy by circulating natural energy through the body through breathing that is the Tonap method.”
“So?”
“As your inner strength accumulates you become stronger and stronger.”
“It seemed so.”
In Mo Kyung-un’s life he had never met anyone stronger than himself.
However those who learned martial arts were unique.
“But this skill cannot be built overnight.”
“Are you saying it will take time?”
“yes. Although each person is different and each breathing method is different internal energy is formed and accumulated through long-term training. But even if you learn martial arts will you be able to catch up with someone who has trained for a long time overnight?”
‘And you’re already late.’
Neigong training also has an appropriate starting time.
The appropriate age is at least 5 to 9 years old because at a young age the body is flexible and impurities do not accumulate in the meridians of the body.
If you are in Mokgyeongun’s age group your meridians will have narrowed due to a significant accumulation of impurities.
“It’s going to be difficult in the short term.”
“yes.”
‘no. Even if you learn it for the rest of your life it will be difficult.’
Gochan did not mention this fact.
He didn’t feel the need to talk and he thought that if he did it would only make him feel uncomfortable and cause him some harm.
‘It’s no use struggling. ‘You understand your situation now right?’
Jangju was thinking about today and tomorrow.
The doctor in charge of Yeonmok Prosecutor’s Office and the lawmakers who said he was Yong also said it was difficult.
It is a disease whose cause is unknown so much so that it is called a strange thing in the first place.
If such a leader lost his life no matter how hard he struggled it could be the end for this fake guy.
‘Wait. When that moment comes I will repay all this humiliation…’
-widely!
At that time Mok Kyung-un stood up.
Then he gestured to Gochan and said:
“Let’s go.”
“yes? “Where?”
Are you really trying to run away?
If that’s the case it’s a foolish choice…
“Please tell me where the person named Jang Ju is.”
“yes? “How can I find Lord Jang’s place suddenly?”
At those words Mok Gyeong-un sighed and smiled.
“My life depends on the life or death of that man named Jangju. I want to see for myself how critical he is.”
‘!?’
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