Episode 12: Jangju (2)
Mok Yu-cheon approached quickly as if he had something to say.
However, when he got closer, he was unable to say what he wanted to say, perhaps because the two warriors who had come to pick him up were nearby.
Mok Kyung-un was the first to smile and say.
“It’s been four days.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. you…..”
“you?”
Mo Yu-cheon muttered, but was soon unable to continue speaking.
Why is this happening?
While I was puzzled, Mok Yu-cheon nodded and indicated his intention to go to the main temple.
So they walked towards the main temple.
As the inner warriors walked ahead, paying attention, Mo Yu-cheon spoke in a quiet voice.
“Have you ever learned that?”
“that?”
“Speak quietly.”
Mo Yu-cheon scolded slightly.
At this, Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and said softly.
“What do you mean?”
“Are you asking because you really don’t know?”
“ah! “Maybe it’s softwood…”
“Shh.”
Mo Yu-cheon interrupted Mo Kyung-un.
Mo Yu-cheon, who was looking at the inner warriors walking in front of him, spoke in a softer whisper.
“Don’t bring it up directly. “Just answer the questions asked.”
What Mo Yu-cheon was asking about was none other than the Lotus Mokhwasimbeop (然木化心法), which is a secret method exclusively for Jangju.
In fact, Mo Kyung-un, who saw that Mo Yu-cheon’s face had turned considerably darker than four days ago, immediately understood what he was saying.
I just pretended not to know.
-It’s a good thing you haven’t put on the main fire mask yet. Phew.
The young man next to me puffed out smoke and said.
She also knew that Mo Yu-cheon had learned the wrong way of thinking.
There was no way that there would be no side effects because Mokgyeongun changed some of the letters in Gugyeol at will instead of giving the meditation carefully.
“Is there any problem?”
It was intentional, but Mok Kyung-un spoke as if he knew nothing.
At this, Mo Yu-cheon’s eyebrows distorted horribly.
“You’re saying that even when you look at my face…”
As his voice was about to rise, Mo Yu-cheon glanced ahead and stopped talking.
It seemed like his anger was calming down.
Mo Yu-cheon finally got his mind and body together and spoke quietly.
“Have you tried it? Didn’t you? “Just say that.”
Mok Kyung-un answered that question casually.
“Would you say you haven’t learned it?”
At those words, Mo Yu-cheon narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Gyeong-un.
‘…….okay. There’s no way it wasn’t cooked.’
No matter how much he said he did not covet the position of chieftain, he was at the lowest level of military education.
Any warrior could not help but be curious.
‘But why are you fine?’
For four days, Mu Yu-cheon practiced the fortune-telling method of Lotus Mokhwasimbeop with great enthusiasm.
However, the more I did it, the more I felt that the energy in my body was deteriorating and changing strangely.
On the first day, I dismissed it as something that could have happened because it was the mental method of rising martial arts, but after four days, my skin turned dark red and something was strange.
‘…….Did you possibly trick me?’
My doubts were not easily resolved due to what was happening in my body.
It was also difficult to question whether he was telling me something fake because he said the same thing nine times orally impromptu at his request on the spot.
‘If this guy told me the right thing, then I’m the problem.’
That was difficult to admit in its own way.
Even I, who had reached the peak, was learning the mind techniques with great difficulty, but this guy did not show the same side effects as me.
This means that you may have misunderstood or learned the structure of the mind law incorrectly.
-closely!
Mo Yu-cheon’s fist gained strength.
No, that can’t be possible.
There is no way that this guy, who is only a third-rate martial artist, would have a greater understanding of rising martial arts than himself, who is called a genius.
I don’t know what the problem is, but I will definitely overcome it.
At that time, Mo Kyung-un spoke to Mo Yu-cheon.
“I don’t know what the problem is, but won’t the situation change now that the Lord has woken up?”
At these words, the corners of Mo Yu-cheon’s mouth rose slightly.
As expected, it was his luck that Jangju woke up.
Through trading, he began to learn martial arts exclusively for the lord, but many of his vassals still viewed him as the child of a concubine untrustworthy.
So I felt very anxious.
However, now that the lord who cherishes him has awakened, the succession structure is again in his favor.
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‘Heaven is helping.’
The fact that he called his children as soon as he woke up might have had something to do with it.
In order to clearly determine a successor.
Seeing Mo Yu-cheon looking so expectant, Mo Gyeong-un chuckled and then looked away as if he was not interested.
-Hoora.
At that time, Cheongnyeong looked somewhere and showed interest.
Mo Kyung-un glanced at her with a puzzled expression.
Then she said.
-It looks like he came in.
‘come in?’
-You have quite a lot of guts. Even after seeing my area of refuge, I am not afraid to step into it.
‘Ahhh.’
At her words, Mok Kyung-un nodded as if he understood.
It seems like what I was waiting for has arrived.
It was Mok Gyeong-un who guessed that his colleagues related to Bangsak would definitely arrive soon.
-I will greet them first.
-Sleep!
With those words, the young man with shining red eyes disappeared beyond the fence next to the road.
* * *
In front of the main temple.
There was another pastoral lineage that arrived first.
He is Grand Duke Mo Yong-ho.
Although I relieved my hangover to some extent by practicing my inner strength, I still smelled like alcohol, so the expression on Mrs. Seok’s face was not so good.
It wasn’t just a day or two of debauchery, so I got used to it to some extent, even though it made me feel sick.
But not today.
‘Why, at times like this.’
We were already having a hard time due to the variable of tree cultivation.
However, since this variable was a problem that could be solved by dealing with Mokgyeongun or depriving him of only the special salary for the owner, other methods were being considered.
However, Jangju, who was thought to be dead, woke up.
She was more anxious than happy that her husband had woken up.
‘………no way?’
Why did he call his children first as soon as he woke up?
No matter how much she thought about it, only one thought came to her mind.
‘heir.’
Since Jangju had barely woken up from a long coma, he might have been trying to decide on a successor just in case.
If this prediction is correct, it will be a big deal.
It was a known fact that Jangju cared for his youngest son, Mo Yu-cheon.
In the meantime, if Youngho ends up in this situation,
– Wow!
Even though he was his own child, he was truly helpless at times like this.
Just two years ago, I was normal enough to be called smart, if not a genius, but at some point, I fell in love with the color of cinnabar.
All of this was because of that guy Mok Yu-cheon.
But now was not the time to hate him and go to sleep.
“Youngho.”
“yes. mother.”
“By the way, please refrain from saying unnecessary things in front of the owner. This mother will take care of everything, so just stay still.”
There was nothing good about opening my mouth with the smell of alcohol in the air.
Although it was a place where only the children were invited, he didn’t think that would stop his wife from entering.
If they wanted to confirm the succession immediately, they had to be prevented somehow.
As I was doing so, I saw Lady Jang and Mok Eun-pyeong, the second son of the Mok family, coming through the entrance to the left pavilion.
‘joy.’
Those were also disgusting.
Lady Jang, who was from the Hoebuk Jang family, behaved politely in front of her, calling her “brother,” but behind the scenes, she did everything she could to get her son to become the Jangju, including recruiting her retainers.
‘An abomination.’
That Mok Eun-pyeong guy was the same.
The mother and her son were thieves who coveted the position of the eldest son, Mok Yeong-ho.
I’m not sure what Jangju will say today, but I don’t think anything will go your way.
Because I will stop it somehow.
While I was pondering this, the last pastoral Confucius arrived at the entrance to the southern pavilion.
The third child was Mok Gyeong-un and the youngest was Mok Yu-cheon.
The head of the house, Jang Myeong-in, saw this and went up to the floor and spoke to the weather strip.
“All the Confucius have gathered.”
* * *
Four half-brothers from a pastoral family standing side by side.
From the left, there was Grand Duke Mo Yeong-ho, the second child Mok Eun-pyeong, the third child Mo Gyeong-un, and the youngest child Mo Yu-cheon.
These four were the only ones who entered Jangju’s room.
The godwife, Mrs. Seok, and the second wife, Mrs. Jang, also insisted on coming in, but they could not do so due to Jangju’s stubbornness.
They were waiting anxiously outside.
‘hmm?’
Mo Gyeong-un wondered inwardly.
The reason was the reaction of the pastoral brothers.
Naturally, they thought they would be happy and welcome since Jangju, who came back from the brink of death, was their father, but surprisingly, they showed a very nervous appearance.
The same was true for Mok Yu-cheon, who was said to have been treated with such care.
Thanks to this, the atmosphere was quite heavy.
‘……Is this why it was like this?’
I felt like I finally understood.
Why were they so interested in the life and death of Jangju, who was sick?
It turned out that he seemed to have caught Jangju’s attention.
How strict is it that he looks so nervous?
Mo Gyeong-un secretly looked at Jang Ju’s face, who was half-sitting on the bed.
Even though he had been unconscious for a long time due to being killed, he was alive enough to feel the harsh look in his eyes.
‘Did you say this person is the strongest in the Yeonmok Swordsman?’
It was written like this on the information sheet that Mok Gyeong-un left behind.
Jangju Mokindan.
It is said that he is the strongest in the Yeonmok Sword Master and one of the top ten sword masters in the entire Anhui Province.
I remember seeing this and being curious, so I asked the deceased Gam Howie.
[If it is less than ten fingers, what level is it?]
[In your opinion, do you think it is that easy to become an expert in swords that can be wielded with ten fingers in an entire castle?]
Howie Gam said that Jangju Mokindan was a warrior who had reached the pinnacle of excellence.
At the time, I didn’t really realize how great it was.
However, after experiencing the skills of the youngest member Mok Yu-cheon, who had reached the peak, I was able to get some idea of how strong a master who reached that level would be.
However, there was one question that arose.
‘How did you get killed?’
Masters of Chojeoljeong say that controlling energy is no different from breathing.
I couldn’t figure out how someone of such great stature could have been struck with flesh, a type of curse.
I was even more skeptical because I was studying martial arts.
At that time, Mo Qingyun’s eyes met Zhang Zhou Mokindan.
He thought about going down again like the other brothers, but Mok Gyeong-un decided not to.
No matter how strict it was, I wondered if there was any reason for it to be so, regardless of whether it was rich or not.
“……”
This sight caught the eyes of Jangju Mokindan.
The reason was simple.
This was because the boy, who had never made proper eye contact with him since his mother died, did not avoid his gaze.
But that was the only thing that puzzled me.
Mokindan opened his mouth.
“Do you understand why I called you guys?”
“……..”
Everyone was silent at this question.
Of course, everyone guessed one thing.
‘heir.’
But I couldn’t say it out loud.
Here, I tried not to show my excitement as much as possible.
But someone broke it and opened their mouth.
“I think the reason you called everyone as soon as you woke up from your long illness was to talk about your successor.”
Everyone looked at someone who opened their mouth with slightly surprised eyes.
He was Mok Gyeong-un.
‘you?’
‘Are you saying this out loud?’
They glanced at Mo Gyeong-un and carefully looked at Jangju Mo In-dan’s eyes.
It was to check if he was feeling uncomfortable.
But surprisingly, Jangju Mokindan showed no signs of discomfort at all.
rather,
“okay. “It is to decide on a successor.”
He readily admitted it.
Everyone seemed nervous at this.
Before waking up from his sickbed, Jangju had never once mentioned a successor.
But this was the first time I brought it out.
‘Are we going to decide right here?’
‘Could it be that you gathered us all together to hand over the position of successor to that guy Mo Yu-cheon?’
‘Is my father trying to give me a chance?’
It was a moment when each person’s thoughts became complicated.
Of course, Mok Gyeong-un had no regrets about being in Jangju’s position, so he planned to set the mood appropriately.
Maybe that’s why I felt more comfortable than anyone else.
However, this appearance came as a surprise to Jangju.
‘Are there no expectations? Or has it changed?’
I actually became interested in the reaction that was quite different from that of the other children.
Even so, he was the chieftain who had heard of the past events through the head of the inner party.
[Mok Gyeong-un, that kid saved me?]
[That’s right. It was hard for Sokha to believe it at first, but the third master stopped Bang Bang, who was possessed by a strange spirit and was trying to harm the master.]
It was quite unexpected.
I would have believed it if the youngest Mok Yu-cheon had said that.
However, it was no one else but this child who was the most cowardly, unskilled, and thought to have no chance, and saved him.
[However, that is only the third master’s opinion and it is accurate…]
[That’s it. That’s enough.]
[yes?]
[Call all the children.]
[You mean the brats?]
[I see.]
Not even half an hour after Zhuang woke up, he called all the Confucius together.
For the first time he thought.
This means that the given time may not be long.
Lying in a hospital bed for a long time drained a lot of energy, and this incident almost caused me to close my eyes forever.
If that were the case, Yeonmok Geomjang would have been ruined by war among his children.
Even without experiencing it, the future was clear to my eyes.
So I made a decision.
“We will determine through tests who is qualified to succeed this chapter.”
‘!!!!!’
With those words, Zhang Ju glanced at Mo Qingyun.
‘I’ll give you a chance too.’
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