280 times. The back wave of the Yangtze pushes out the front wave.
The meeting of the representatives of the factions ended without reaching any conclusions.
This is because there was nothing that could be done immediately with the current Cheonjimaeng power.
Representatives of the political faction left Tongcheongak one by one.
The musketeer Shingi Susa Jegal Seung-woon hurriedly approached Jang Moo-deok, a free apprentice who was ahead.
“Jang Dae-hyeop.”
“What is it?”
“I have a personal question. Do you have a minute?”
“It’s okay. tell me.”
Jegal Seung-un struggled to open his mouth when all the representatives of the faction disappeared.
“As the head of the household, I want to know what the disciples of the main family looked like in the end.”
“As I said, I was killed while fighting the Eighthwangsinmo... so I couldn’t see it.”
“Then tell me at least what happened while you were on the way. I only know what it looked like at the ceremony.”
Jang Mu-deok, who looked at Jegal Seung-un for a moment, nodded.
He seemed to know what he wanted.
For an instant, I felt a sense of sympathy.
It must be that she wants to have at least one more memory of her lost son.
“One day, I heard a story about the Cheonmyeong sword of the Sogaju family of Jegal family and the powerful sword of the Moyong family. There was marriage talk going on between the two families, right? How friendly the two of you were. Everyone in the present stage congratulated the two of them.”
“...”
Jegal Seung-un listened with a grim face.
As soon as he returned from Mt. Fungji, he planned to marry Jegalseong and Moyongmi.
After that, I tried to send them to Zhuge, but it was too late.
“The day I arrived in Diocese, the last time I saw two people whispering love under a flower tree. Your son looked very happy.”
Jang Moo-deok muttered to himself, “The road to the underworld must not have been lonely.”
“thank you. It was a great comfort. It must have been a great pain for Jang Dae-hyeop, but I feel ashamed that I thought too much of myself. Take a look.”
Jang Moo-deok nodded at Jegal Seung-un’s greeting.
It is true that it is a memory that I do not want to take out.
However, since he was the head of the Hyeonmudae, it was something he had to do for Daewon’s family.
After parting with Jegal Seung-un, Jang Moo-deok went straight to Mu Geuk-mun’s quarters.
He told the remaining Mugeukmun officials to go back and visit the gate first.
The few officials from Mugeukmun packed up and left in one day (about 20 minutes).
Moo-deok Jang, who was looking at the empty palace with an empty expression, headed for Uicheon-gak.
***
Uicheongak.
Uicheongak, the residence of the Namgung family, was like a temple, and was bustling with unexpected guests.
This is why the representatives of Bangpa, who sensed the crisis, flocked to seek advice from Namgoong-yeon.
They no longer believed in the insight of Jegal Seung-un, the musketeer.
As a result, he drove his children and family members to death, so it was understandable.
People openly called “the Yangtze River Hulangchu Warn” (Changjiang後浪推前浪 The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave).
The back wave was Namgung-yeon and the front wave was Jegal Seung-un.
So, leaving Jegal Seung-woon behind, Namgung-yeon rose.
However, Namgung-yeon did not meet the guests regardless of social status.
The only people who could freely meet her were her family and friends.
Still, people snooped around Uicheongak just in case.
Thanks to this, Uicheongak was crowded day and night with people who wanted to meet Namgung-yeon.
“It is noisy.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sipping tea, threw his gaze out the window.
The outside was crowded with people just entering the yard, people leaving, and people hanging around outside the fence.
Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon raised his chin and said.
“I belatedly recognized the power of the Namgung family and did that. We don’t seal the door enough to get stabbed in the back of the head once. If you get hit by one, you have to return ten of them to be called Murim. isn’t it? Should I open it?”
That is no different from the martial arts under heaven.
What would a world without Tao look like?
It was when Namgungcheon trembled once without realizing it. Outside the door, a disciple of the Namgung Family put a lot of strength on his neck and said.
“Lord Soga. Are you inside?”
“What is it?”
“The free apprentice elder came to visit.”
At the word “free apprenticeship,” Namgungcheon quickly got up from his seat and went out to the floor.
Indeed, Mu-deok Jang, a free apprentice, was standing in the yard with a long white beard.
Namgungcheon hurriedly called the town.
“The old man is on the road right now. Because you didn’t tell me where to go...”
“Heh heh. It’s okay. I’m not here to see your father. I heard that there are 10 empresses and seniors inside.”
“yes. The three of us are having a small talk.”
“Good. This old man would like to be in that position too, is that possible?”
“Oops! It’s possible. Rather, it is an honor for us. Come inside.”
Namgungcheon went to the end of the floor and greeted Jang Moo-deok.
There is a degree of not accepting outside guests.
It was disrespectful to refuse the visit of a grand master, such as a free apprentice.
Moo-deok Jang glanced at Namgungcheon, who was lively, and then went up to the floor.
Entering the room, Zhang Mu-deok was ushered to the table of honor.
When he sat down, Namgungcheon, Namgungyeon, and Yeonjeokha also sat down.
Everyone, including Namgungcheon, was known to the Cheonji League, so no introduction was necessary.
Jang Moo-deok, a free apprentice with white hair and white rice, was an elder master of the previous generation, and his prayers were extraordinary.
Naturally, he couldn’t open his mouth easily and waited for him to speak.
“I don’t know if I’m taking away a good time or not.”
Namgungcheon hurriedly waved his hand at Jang Moo-deok’s rather obvious empty words.
“Whew! no. What better time than to listen to the elders?”
“No, I came today with the intention of listening to you.”
“yes? You came to listen?”
Namgungcheon looked at Namgungyeon.
As expected, Moo-deok Jang also came to ask for advice from his younger brother.
Moo-deok Jang went to the main point while he was away.
“Actually, representatives of the Chilpaimun and the five generations gathered today to hold a countermeasure meeting.”
Zhang Moo-duk briefly summarized the contents of the meeting.
There was no special result anyway, so the story ended quickly.
“...The Musketeer said that the mother of the Eighthwangs remained in Mt. Pungji to become the King of Cheondu. But I don’t quite agree with that.”
Moo-deok Jang stopped talking and looked at Namgung-yeon and the two men.
Namgungyeon was constantly nodding his head incessantly, compared to Namgungyeon’s face, which was incomprehensible from start to finish.
‘What do you know about that...’
I wanted to ask the two young men, but I thought I’d get an unsatisfactory answer, so I continued.
“Anyway, I think I reached a mythical level when the mother of the Eighthwangs became the Demon King of Cheondu. To be honest, all of the top 10 masters dream of reaching a mythical state, but that is a difficult state to reach as a human being. Wouldn’t you know if it was a chance to become the King of Chundu or comparable to him? However, I agree that the Eighthwangsinmo didn’t do anything like that for the reason that she remained in Mt. Pungji. That’s why the musketeer and the others must have hardened their minds that way.”
Namgungcheon asked as if to confirm.
“So you want to know why the mother of the Eighthwangsinmo, the King of Heaven, remains in Mt. Pungji?”
“Yes. I guess there must be another important reason.”
“If that witch is already the King of Heaven, then that would be the case.”
Namgungcheon, who was shaking his head, glanced at Yeonjeokha and Namgungyeon.
It is the look in his eyes that says, ‘If you have any guesses, tell me something’.
Yeon Jeok-ha opened his mouth first.
“Somehow I think I know? It may be because I like Mt. Fengji and sit down. In fact, I also have a guest cup in Jeongju. What would it be like to be there? My body and mind are comfortable, so I don’t really want to go anywhere else.”
It was a word that came out of my own experience, but no one listened to him.
Jang Moo-deok even slightly squinted his eyes with a face that said, “I knew that.”