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Sheep fire department (1)
Gwangdu looked at the pile of snow he had put aside and sighed.
“It’s a lot more than the snow piled up here.”
And the consequences of that debt could not be compared to the inconvenience of the accumulated snow.
“Originally there were three sword belts. As its size gradually decreased, it has now been integrated into one. The number of servants and wives also decreased by more than half. I don’t know much, but I heard that finances are still quite difficult these days. Really, one loach… … .”
Gwangdu couldn’t bear to continue talking and sighed.
As a result, what Seojung said, ‘The whole family is having a hard time because of me,’ was a very realistic and direct statement.
“It looks like Wolbong has been pushed back.”
“The monthly salary has not been pushed back yet. “Because the head of the family gave our monthly salary as a top priority.”
Even so, the monthly salary that should have been raised would not have risen, and as our family declines, the advantages we can gain from being from here will also decrease. In the end, I was eating away at their future.
“Okay, let’s say I blurred the puddle. “Why are you making such a fuss this evening?”
“The person who lent me the money is coming, so I have to come clean. “I’m busy, so let’s talk later.”
Gwangdu ran. I thought it was strange that I felt like I was in a hurry to finish the conversation.
Then someone spoke from behind.
“The Duke of Yang Xiaofang hit Brother Guangdu.”
When I turned around, there was a civil servant standing there. Was her name Songhee? Gwangdu once told me that she was a very good girl.
“That guy hit Gwangdu?”
Yesterday’s unlucky encounter came to mind. How dare that bastard hit Gwangdu?
“yes. Before, I couldn’t move. “As our family is on the decline, he is using all his might.”
“Why did you hit Gwangdu?”
“I heard there was trash left in the yard. They say lazy servants should be punished. But that trash was thrown away by the Confucius! “Gongzi Yang just wanted to hit our brother Guangdu!”
I could see why Gwangdu was making such a fuss about cleaning up this late in the evening.
Song Hee was disintegrating with tears filling her eyes. She could sense that she liked Gwangdu a lot.
“Was I even there?”
Then Songhee looked at me as if glaring. The answer has already been answered through that action.
“You’re drunk… … “I was giggling.”
shit. Damn you, you idiot. My anger towards Byeokridan grew stronger than that of Yang Ki-gang, who hit me.
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Brother Gwangdu said that yesterday. I heard that you are changing for the better. I think I can trust it now. I’m still a master… … I don’t believe it. But I believe what Brother Gwangdu says.”
With those words, all of Song Hee’s courage, which she had shown for the first time, ran out.
With a red-faced face, he bowed his head, then turned around and ran. She almost fell because her tears were blocking her vision, but luckily she didn’t fall.
When I turned my head, I saw Gwangdu bustling in the distance.
Suddenly, my heart aches.
“You still treated me so well even though something like that happened to you.”
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That night, people from Yangsobang visited.
As many as twenty people, including the escort, came at the same time, so I was busy greeting them.
Originally, it was highly unethical to visit another family late at night. This was absolutely impossible unless you had a feeling of disdain for the other person or intentionally ignored them. Moreover, if you have to come late at night, it is common sense to keep the number of people to a minimum.
Yang Ki-cheol walked leisurely and said hello to his father.
“Hahaha, how have you been? Byeokmunju.”
“Thank you for your hard work coming at night, Yang Bang-ju.”
His father greeted him with a good face.
It is said that in the past, he called his father Byeokdaehyeop and ran at his heels, but now the title has changed and he walks backwards.
The simplest way to judge another person in a human relationship is to find yourself in a difficult situation.
Among the group that followed Yang Gi-cheol was Yang Gi-gang.
When he found me, he pointed at my eyes and shook his fist. It seemed like he was telling me to relax my eyes.
They say I can tolerate rudeness towards me… … Are you saying this guy hit Gwangdu?
Yang Ki-cheol was the first to say something he didn’t even ask his father about.
“Do you know the Pengmundo Island of the Hebei Peng family?”
“Of course I know.”
“This time, the head office has joined hands with Paengga to start a new business. So she was on her way to meet Him Oh. ha ha ha.”
“oh! “I see.”
“I told Paengdaehyeop a good story about our Byeokmunju.”
Was that really the case? I don’t think so.
The first impression of Yang Ki-cheol, the owner of the Yang So Ark, was as bad as that of his son.
In my past life, I have met all kinds of leaders of the powerful world. From the heads of the huge clans that are cold and smooth like marble to the heads of the small clans that are trying to stand out somehow. Therefore, we can be confident that we know more about those close to power than anyone else.
Among them, those who did not have a good first feeling would always do something to explain that feeling, and I had a feeling that Yang So-ark was exactly that type.
“Thank you for your consideration.”
“Hahaha. Don’t you know? “I am the only one who takes care of our Byeokmunju.”
I could feel the shallow arrogance that could not be hidden in his condescending eyes and every action.
“Now, please go in and share the details.”
“Let’s do that.”
My father and Yang Ki-cheol entered the building.
Several people, including me, came out to say hello to Yang Ki-cheol, but he went inside without even giving us a glance.
Well, it’s better this way.
If a person like that came and pretended to be an adult, I would be really annoyed.
Geomdaeju Seojung entertained the Yangsobang warriors.
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Fortunately, the person in charge of the warriors there was not rude to Seojung. Rather, they showed respect and treated him with deference.
I heard the reason through Gwangdu.
It is said that many things happened in the process of reducing the number of swords from three to one.
As the fortunes of the family declined, the other two sword masters left for other factions that offered more money. But Seojung never left and remained loyal to his father.
It is said that at the time, the person most wanted by other sects was Seojung. They offered an amount of money that Seo-jung could not earn even in his lifetime, but Seo-jung refused and stayed in our house.
Everyone probably respected him because they knew that.
“Hey, we meet again.”
Yesterday’s unfavorable feelings walked toward me, stirring. I didn’t even know that my feelings toward him had turned into anger.
Danjeon’s inner power is writhing.
The desire to beat him up like a dog rose up. If it were me in my prime, I would have started by blowing away the thrush first.
But out of consideration for my father and family, I decided to endure it for once. He could have turned around and caused damage to Gwangdu if the reason why he had beaten him was revealed.
Gwangdu, I’m sorry. Let’s just bear with it this one time.
Gwangdu, perhaps aware of my feelings, was sitting next to me with his head down and trying not to make eye contact with him.
I got angry again at that sight.
shit.
If I stay any longer, I’m really going to get into trouble.
“Now that you’re here, go eat something and go.”
I spoke to Yang Qigang as gently as possible and just turned around. Then, a grumbling sound came from behind me.
“Anyway, beggars have strong pride. You bastard, stop talking nonsense and pay the money back. In what period of time will you pay back 20,000 nyang worth of money?”
Enough. It is an amount sufficient to cause financial difficulties for a small or medium-sized literary group.
What kind of accident caused me to have to borrow 20,000 nyang worth of money?
“I guess I’ll just sell it at the Rongin Market. Well, even if it were, I would only get ten nyang.”
Because everyone was present, the family’s military personnel made an impression. But I couldn’t stop him or criticize him. Because he was just as bad as the people they served.
I asked back without turning around.
“I don’t owe you anything, do I?”
“This bastard? Do you still think you are the successor of Shandong First Bangpa?”
“I know it’s not true.”
“what?”
“They think I’m trash.”
Seojoong, who was watching, had his eyes sparkling. It was a moment when my long-awaited change gained a little more strength. It must have been the first time I saw someone admit it like this.
As I walked away without saying any more, I heard a pitiful scream behind me.
“Aaaah!”
When I turned around, I saw Yang Ki-gang trying to forcefully hug Song Hee, who was standing next to him.
“Your trash owner won’t play with you, so you should play with him too.”
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