Episode 43. face to face (1)
“Wow, gorgeous.”
Seo-ryang’s first words as he looked around the special room he was guided to were like that.
“You covered it with gold. Is it money?”
Wi Hong-ryeon’s evaluation was harsh and rude.
“… … .”
Ma Dong-pil was silent and closed his eyes.
Unlike Xiliang’s dwelling, which was large and desolate, Hongwimun’s dwelling was very splendid.
Wi Hong-ryun glanced at Xi Liang.
Xi Liang looked around Yeon-sin, wondering what was so strange. There was no expression of resentment or jealousy on his face.
“Confucius.”
“uh? why?”
“How about decorating Confucius’ house like this?”
She stuck out her tongue as if she was about to vomit.
“it’s crazy? Money rots, so I can’t live in a place like this. Admiration is only a moment, but will the rice go down your throat because you are uncomfortable?”
Wei Hong-ryun smiled.
“You also think so.”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
It’s not natural.
At least, all the politicians that Wi Hong-ryun had seen enjoyed luxury. No, there were many people who did not know that extravagance was extravagance.
Even in that respect, the Three Gongs are definitely unique. He seemed to have a simple and comfortable personality.
Wei Honglian frowned.
“By the way, why isn’t the boatman coming?”
Less than half an hour had passed since I was guided to the special room. Her impatience was literally her piercing sky.
Ma Dong-pil said with his eyes still closed.
“You will come when the time is right.”
“That is something anyone can do. Still, the superiors are here, so shouldn’t we move quickly?”
“I advise you to be careful with your words. There are many ears to hear.”
“At least no one gets my mood.”
Ma Dong-pil closed his eyes as well as his mouth at the simplicity of interpreting the words to be careful in the future as an immediate situation.
At that time, Xi Liang said.
“I’m not coming, soon.”
“yes?”
“It won’t come soon.”
Ma Dong-pil opened his eyes. Yu Hong-ryun was also surprised and looked at him.
Seo Liang scratched his head.
“I know what an old man was doing so many times, but it’s rare that he greets an unexpected guest like this.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“To put it simply, it’s a fight. I’m not an invited guest anyway, and I came without contact, so I’ll have time to prepare. So even if it’s frustrating, bear it on your own, something like that.”
Of course, the identity of the old man was the Uicheon Lord. In order to take the initiative in the conversation in public, and in private to enjoy watching the other person suffer, the Uicheon Lord always attended the table late.
Wi Hong-ryun’s eyebrows were frowned upon. Thanks to the scar that ran across the diagonal, there was no other felon.
“How dare you say that the Three Gongja are here?”
“Aren’t you the teacher’s disciple, like the Three Gongjaji? At least if it’s an old mason level, he might not know, but wouldn’t he have to consider the situation here?”
It sounds more casual because you speak so calmly. Wei Hong-ryun hesitated.
Ma Dong-pil said.
“Confucius, what would you do?”
“What do you do?”
“Calling someone and giving them a message to come quickly… … .”
“For what?”
“yes?”
Xie Liang leaned back on the chair. It was so soft and fluffy that I felt like I was lying on a bed.
“Hey, when are we going to be comfortable in a place like this? It’s not bad to enjoy lodging and meals in such a fancy place for a day or so.”
Accommodation comes to the end. He seemed to think he might come really filthy late.
“If you’re hungry, why don’t you call someone over and order food?”
Ma Dong-pil shook his head.
“I’m fine… … .”
with my daughter!
The person who pulled the string that came down from the ceiling was none other than Wi Hong-ryun. Ma Dong-pil looked at her intently.
Yu Hong-ryun said shamelessly.
“Come to think of it, Confucius is right. When would I ever eat a meal at a place like this? At this point, I will eat, sleep, and try again.”
“That’s right.”
After a while, a servant came in. It wasn’t even silk, but it was too luxurious for a servant’s attire.
“Did you call?”
Wi Hong-ryeon recited the names of the food all at once.
All food with a strong scent is ordered in a room with one window. Ma Dong-pil said.
“Confucius, don’t like food with a strong smell. If you don’t want to do that… … .”
Then Xi Liang raised his hand.
“Take what you want to eat. I do not care.”
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Wi Hong-ryeon looked at Ma Dong-pil and snorted as if to see it. Ma Dong-pil sat back in his seat as if he had no choice.
Seo Liang looked up at the ceiling.
His eyes sunk deeply.
‘What would I have done if I was old?’
He’s a terrible old man that I don’t want to meet even in my dreams, but unexpectedly, there are things to learn in this situation.
After becoming the Uicheon lord, his main job was to receive guests, but before he became the Uicheon lord, the old man went around well.
Countless people have been disgraced by the old man who tried his best to gain power.
What if I was the Uicheon Lord? What if the many enemies the old man destroyed were today’s Hongwimun?
And what if I changed the old man’s way to my own?
“Upper Lord.”
Wi Hong-ryun flinched. The Three Gongja, who had been calling him this bitch and that bitch until now, finally called him officially.
Seo Liang grinned.
“Would you like some food?”
“yes?”
“Let’s cool down a few drinks!”
Wi Hong-ryun gave a smirk. It was a pretty strange feat.
“If Confucius wants it.”
* * *
“Did you order food and alcohol?”
“That’s right.”
“hmm.”
Hong Wi-moon, who answered briefly, smoked a cigarette that produced red smoke with an expression that did not matter.
On the contrary, Godhead’s face hardened.
“What the hell are you thinking?”
“Seoryang?”
“… … That’s right.”
“Okay. I didn’t expect to hit it like this. Even with the vast majority of wild horses.”
Even though he was talking, he had a very relaxed expression. It wasn’t pretending, it was a genuinely relaxed expression.
“They’re just guests who barge in during ‘business’ hours without a message. Isn’t there any reason why I should hurry up and meet you while taking my time?”
“Of course it is.”
“Do whatever you want. If you want to drink, give me a drink, if you want to eat, give me food.”
A faint purple light bloomed in Hong Wi-moon’s eyes and then disappeared.
“I’ll have to see how far the limit he has now is.”
* * *
“Keep it off! It was blown.”
Wei Hong-ryun’s face turned red.
Ma Dong-pil clicked his tongue.
“I finished 11 bottles of Bunchu in one trial, so it’s more strange not to get drunk.”
No, it was amazing to be able to drink that amount before that.
There are as many drinks per week as the endless continent, but to finish the bustle, and to finish 11 bottles of wine that are longer and thicker than a long forearm.
“Hoo-wook! Anyway, Confucius is really great.”
Is it because there is a public enemy? From the time he set his direction here, Wei Honglian was quite friendly towards Xu Liang. He even got drunk on it, so he must have been more friendly.
Xu Liang tilted his head and emptied his glass.
“what?”
“No, how can you eat the same as me and still be fine?”
“I know? Am I curious too?”
It’s not surprising, so I’m curious and I’m going to turn around. Even if you think about it, this amount is not normal.
I vaguely thought it was because of Go Juk-rim’s aura, but I wasn’t sure.
Yu Hong-ryun, who was staring at Seo-liang, smiled and said.
“Confucius, do you know what this scar on my face looks like?”
“You said it earlier. It came about when I was beating up a passing nefarious enemy.”
“This wound, I encountered a cat spirit creature in Tianshan in the northwest, and then I kicked it! fit… … .”
“Dongpil! take care of him It seems that the taste is slowly disappearing.”
Ma Dong-pil sneaked up to Wi Hong-ryeon.
“Upper lord. Let’s go to sleep.”
“Oh, go away! I’m not drunk!”
“Everyone can see that he was drunk dirty.”
“Uh huh, this guy?”
Now, he is acting as his superior. Ma Dong-pil has the character patience (忍) engraved on his chest.
“Confucius is watching you.”
“Who doesn’t know that? I’m talking to Gongja right now!”
“Calm down.”
“Because I’m fine!”
This is typical drunken behavior. She smiled and poured her a drink.
“Okay, drink more. Just drink it until you’re out of your mind.”
“uh? Is that dangerous?”
“what?”
“A normal guy… … Ah, this is not what Confucius said.”
“Okay, man. So what?”
“Usually, what men try to do with a woman who is drunk is what to do with a drunk woman… … .”
“hey! You don’t drink!”
“Hehe.”
“What the hell is this guy? Do only one, only one! Damn, it’s cramped.”
Each person has a different drinking habit, but the fact that they are different from usual is the same. It was only that the amount of alcohol was different, but when drunk, Wi Hong-ryun seemed to be no different from ordinary people.
How long did the high spirited and noisy drinking party last?
“Dongpil.”
“Yes, Gongja.”
“How long have we been here?”
Ma Dong-pil looked at the window.
“It seems that half a day has passed since the sun is about to set.”
“yes?”
“Yes, Gongja.”
“Then, let’s start slowly.”
“yes?”
Seo Liang woke up calmly.
Ma Dong-pil’s face shook. For some reason, the atmosphere that Confucius gave off was unusual.
“What are you trying to do? If you say I… … .”
“No, I have to.”
“yes?”
“To adapt an old madman’s mean attack to my own style. If it goes well, it’s good, and if it ends badly, there’s nothing special.”
“I totally understand what you mean… … .”
Chan!!
It was a baldo (拔刀) that made the listener’s ears cool.
The sound was so clear that Ma Dong-pil couldn’t help but admire it. Even Wi Hong-ryun, who was drunk and groaning, opened his eyes.
Xu Liang’s eyes, looking down at the long, smooth sword, grew cold little by little.
He remembered the words of the Uicheon Lord.
– Taking the initiative, actually, it’s not a big deal. Usually, the more people who think about face, the more they want to prevail at first, but in the end, they end up collapsing at the limits they have created. On the other hand, a person who pushes forward honestly and honestly can move forward without limits even if he is ridiculed. When fighting for leadership, being honest is the best.
Teachings given to Grand Duke Uicheonmaeng. Xu Liang had heard all these words while hiding.
He intended to use that method in his own way.
“Aren’t I notorious for being a tyrant anyway?”
“yes?”
“Then why don’t you mess around like a tyrant with a bad temper?”
In an instant, Ma Dong-pil’s face turned pale, and Wi Hong-ryeon’s face was filled with excitement.
Woo woo woo!
A terrifying magic that is instantly concentrated into a blade.
Seo Liang laughed viciously.
“It’s been a long time since I pulled out a knife.”
He swung the knife straight through.
Flash!
