< Episode 39 Encroachment (1) >
“The second Confucius of Huaiju just left?”
“yes.”
“Hmm.”
Upon hearing the report from Seokjung, who had escorted Mok Gyeong-un, the head of the royal family tapped the desk in his office with his finger.
It seems that the results at the Sihyeolgok gateway spread faster than expected.
The second Confucius, Jang Neungak, is already moving.
‘It looks like Mok Gyeong-un was trying to use that child as a bridgehead.’
He has already been approached several times and asked for support, but each time, Amjongju has refused, saying that he has no intention of supporting anyone as the Hoeju has yet to make corrections.
However, once he had a formal disciple, it was Jang Neungak who openly targeted him.
But surprisingly,
‘I rejected Confucius Jang Neung-ak’s offer…’
It was said that Mo Gyeong-un rejected the proposal of the second Confucius, Jang Neung-ak, without any hesitation.
But it was surprising that nothing special happened.
Second, Confucius was a person whose true nature would be satisfied only when he got what he wanted.
It was puzzling that such a person would go back without any complaints after Mok Gyeong-un’s one rejection.
“Did anything else happen?”
Seokjung hesitated for a moment at Amjongju’s question.
I felt like I wanted to tell everything, but I couldn’t reveal what happened earlier due to the fear that was lodged in my heart.
‘He is hiding his inaction. He had uncanny abilities. There was also an inaudible conversation with the second Confucius.’
There was too much to say.
But my lips couldn’t separate.
Even though Amjongju’s room was clearly soundproofed, he could not tell this fact because he had the illusion that Mokgyeongun was watching him.
“······Nothing happened.”
At his answer, Amjongju’s eyes narrowed slightly.
However, he said this without showing it.
“Thank goodness. “Then go back.”
“yes.”
-widely!
The guard, Seokjung, gave a salute and soon left the office.
As he left, a voice came from somewhere.
“Run run.”
“yes.”
“I feel like something is missing from the report.”
“I agree with that.”
Seokjung’s complexion was pale compared to usual, and for some reason, the details of the incident that occurred outside the manor did not seem to be fully conveyed.
If we consider the character of the second Confucius, Jang Neungak.
In name and expression, he was the head of Amjong, which controlled the information and secrets of the Cheonjihoe and the Ganja.
There was no way not to find this strange.
“Attach someone to Seokjung.”
“yes.”
“And tell those stationed in the separate buildings to write down their every move and report it.”
“yes.”
-widely!
The presence disappeared along with a small sound from the ceiling.
As soon as he disappeared, the head of the clan opened the old scroll on the office desk.
The scroll had characters written on it that were completely different from Chinese characters.
[اهریمن]
It was difficult to even see it as a hidden language.
* * *
Seven days passed like that.
As seven days passed, Amjongju fell into many worries.
This was a concern that arose while observing Mok Gyeong-un, who became his official disciple within seven days.
The first was Mok Gyeong-un’s talent.
It started to happen the very next day.
I was called to a private practice room exclusively for the head race to teach them the martial art techniques that had been given to them in a secret book to memorize.
So, if you had memorized the secret before teaching, I told you to unfold the chosik as much as you understood.
however,
‘······What the hell is this?’
Amjongju could not contain his surprise.
That’s because Mok Kyung-un mastered the tattoo technique so perfectly.
Even the formulas were accurate and undisturbed, as if they had been practiced for a long time and were mastered.
I wondered if Mok Gyeong-un had been rehearsing his tattoo techniques all night long.
But that wasn’t it either.
[Confucius Wood just stayed in his room and stayed quiet.]
If you listen to the reports of the guard warriors and servants watching the outbuilding, nothing was done.
I really think I just ate and rested last night.
King Amjong couldn’t help but be amazed at the fact that he mastered the method perfectly in one day even though he didn’t do anything.
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‘Are you really a genius?’
I was aware that I had an innate talent.
Didn’t he show off his amazing ability to imitate Chairman Right’s instructions right in front of him?
So, the female sect owner tried wood tillage.
This time, he gave me the method of returning to a non-returning spirit and told me to try it as much as I could memorize or learn.
After the visit, King Amjong asked Mok Gyeong-un.
[How much did you learn?]
The non-returning method was Amjongju’s martial arts technique and a method belonging to super-rising martial arts.
I was proud that it was one of the ten methods in martial arts.
Because it is a bit more difficult to learn than the tattoo method, I thought it would be difficult in a short period of time.
however,
‘······What on earth am I looking at?’
What’s going on?
Mo Kyung-un demonstrated the non-return method very skillfully.
Even the later Choshiks, who could not unfold unless they understood Chosik’s moral intention, unfolded them just as well as he did.
Seeing this, King Amjong was truly astonished.
How could this be possible in just one hour?
‘This is absurd.’
Beyond astonishment, I even felt fear at Mokgyeongun’s lack of knowledge.
In the first place, there was no need for teaching Mokgyeongun.
When learning Chosik for the first time, the teacher needs to correct the correct posture and meaning of Chosik, but I learn it by myself by watching the class.
I was able to be sure after teaching two more martial arts just in case.
‘Should I call it ‘Iljisip (聞一知十)’, or rather, I should call it Jisip (十聞一知十).’
There wasn’t much to teach.
I learned all the major martial arts in the text in just one day.
Since he had awakened all herbivorous knowledge on his own, the key was to go to a higher state through meditation or enlightenment.
[I think I need to change my teaching method.]
So, rather than teaching martial arts, Amjongju changed his method to question and answer.
Even if it was not related to herbivory, there were many things to study in martial arts, so Mok Gyeong-un told him to ask if there was anything he didn’t know.
But over the past seven days, I haven’t really asked anything.
No, there was one.
[I heard that the thing on Master’s face is a bast noodle. How do you make that?]
It was Mok Gyeong-un who showed interest in martial arts training, not martial arts training.
However, since I still do not trust Mokgyeongun, I have not yet taught about the final vision of the method of non-returning and returning to the world, the three forms and the human skin face.
The first concern was Mujae, which is no exaggeration to say he was a genius.
And the second worry was an extension of this.
[Is this true?]
[yes. This is information received from a branch in northern Anhui Province.]
[······It’s hard to believe.]
Just three days ago, I sought information about Yeonmok Geomjang.
It was the head of the clan who made Mok Gyeong-un investigate the environment in which he grew up in order to know for sure what kind of person he was.
I thought that if he had this level of talent, he would have put a lot of effort into cultivating it at Yeonmok Swordsman.
However, contrary to that expectation,
[Hmm.]
The Mok Gyeong-un described in the report was very different from the one he knew now.
His martial arts talent was insignificant, and his position within the Yeonmok Swordsman was the worst.
Rather, the person who was known to have an innate military talent was a guy named Mok Yu-cheon, who was also taken as a hostage by the political faction.
‘hard to understand.’
The reputation within the family was very bad.
At this level, he was someone who was almost never considered in the succession plan.
But how is this possible?
‘Before you were taken hostage, you were only third-rate?’
According to the report, it should have been called trash, let alone useless, but compared to what it is now, it was unimaginable.
It feels like I’m just looking at someone else’s records.
This even raised questions as to whether the Yeonmok Geomjang may have disturbed information to hide their talent.
‘The only thing that’s right…’
Considering his position within the Yeonmok Geomjang, it was understandable that he would be dissatisfied.
It was a position that was not recognized by everyone in the family.
But this wasn’t enough.
[Find more.]
[All right.]
In the end, more definitive information was needed.
This information would have been enough if he had been the same as what he knew now, but the person himself was different from the information he brought.
This was the case up to this point, but the third concern was an immediate problem.
-Tap-tap-tap!
Amjongju muttered, tapping his fingers on the floor as a habit.
“What is it?”
The reports that filled the office desk were all written by guards observing Mok Gyeong-un’s every move.
After observing for seven days, I thought something would come out.
But there was nothing.
As if it had been written in advance, Mok Gyeong-un’s daily routine consisted of practicing martial arts, meals, Ungi breakfast, and reading a book before going to bed.
There was no escape from this cycle of behavior for seven days.
‘······It’s too constant.’
Because of this, my doubts were at their peak.
There was no change in the records sent by the monitors for two days, so I replaced them all just in case.
However, they also had the same records as the previous guards.
So, two days later, I switched to different monitors again, and it was still the same.
One could have thought that this was really the case, but Amjongju actually felt a sense of discomfort in these records.
‘Is it for show?’
The feeling of trying not to stand out was too strong.
As a result, all actions felt like show-offs.
Because they know they are being watched, it seems like they are deliberately trying to put themselves at ease, or rather, to gain trust.
‘Hmm. ‘What is it?’
There was a case of seokjung escorts, and it was thought that the guards might be coaxed by threats, so they changed them three times.
A total of 18 guards were watching Mokgyeongun.
First of all, it was virtually impossible for Mok Gyeong-un, who was only in the training center and the outbuildings for seven days, to persuade or threaten them all and use them according to his will.
‘Rather, it may have only raised awareness.’
Mok Gyeong-un was not simply outstanding in martial arts.
Since he is a very clever guy, he must have already noticed that he is being watched.
So there was no point in continuing to replace the monitors like this.
‘There’s nothing I can do.’
Objects that are conscious of being watched do not show what they want.
In that case, it would have been better to change the method.
“wall.”
A voice came from the ceiling at the summons of the female servant.
“yes.”
The man called Byeok (碧) was the guard and confidant of the Lord Amjong.
His inaction reached its peak, and he was once a member of the Mueumsusamun (無音愁殺門), one of the four major killers’ schools, and had reached the highest level in stealth.
“wall. Replace the attendants with ordinary people and withdraw, leaving only two bodyguards.”
“yes. All right.”
This was the next move of Amjongju.
The idea was to reduce the number of guards to lower Mokgyeongun’s alertness.
and,
“The wall will have to work hard for a while.”
“All right.”
The intention was not to conduct surveillance openly, but secretly through the wall.
Although he was similar to Mok Gyeong-un in inaction, Byeok was a special assassin of the Mueumsu Salmun, a group of four major assassins, and was a master at hiding his presence to the extent that even masters who had reached the highest level would find it difficult to find him if he decided to hide.
Of course, the level of transcendence was also different, so it was difficult to fake it if it went beyond full ripeness.
However, it would be easy to deceive the spirit of wood cultivation.
* * *
Mokgyeongun’s outbuilding.
The wall, which had been moving without any presence of sound, carefully entered the gap between the ceiling tiles.
After coming inside, he headed towards the room where the light was leaking.
From there, the sound of something being recited at length was heard.
So the wall quietly moved there and looked down into the room where candles were lit from the ceiling.
‘!?’
The wall frowned.
There, Mok Kyung-un was seen holding a man’s head and reciting something strange.
“Takhwadoyo, Ogeumsi Yeogong, Yakyeoseongyeongjung, 100,000,000 people…”
‘no?’
What on earth is going on?
Wall, who was looking at this seriously, quietly took something out of his chest and, looking for a moment, jumped from the ceiling.
The wall that jumped behind the defenseless Mok Kyung-un soon fell,
-Sigh!
He handed out an old scroll to Mo Kyung-un.
Then, after finishing the spell, Mok Gyeong-un turned his head and spoke casually.
“You came quickly.”
“yes. master.”
What on earth is going on?
Surprisingly, the wall called Mo Kyung-un as master.
Mok Kyung-un then accepted the scroll sticking out from the wall and said with a grin.
“How is your new body? “Ma Seung.”
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