Episode 871. I guess something good is about to happen.
Southern directness.
Hefei.
Namgung Se.
main building.
Four o’clock (10 am).
Sword King Namgung Byeok took up the brush with a nervous face.
Then, he stared at the white paper spread on the writing desk for a long time.
But the hand holding the brush hardly moved.
A sigh escaped his mouth as he stopped breathing and focused on the prophet.
“ha!”
nothing came to mind
Normally, I am full of all kinds of thoughts, but when I hold a brush, my head goes white.
When I was a boy, I showed off my writing skills in front of my writing teacher, but I don’t know what kind of harmony this is.
At times like these, I just miss my wife who passed away in screams.
Since she had a special affection for Namgoong-yeon, she must have liked naming him.
Namgung Byeok, thinking of his wife, put down his brush again.
Just then, the voice of the general manager, Yoo Jeong-yoo-gum, Namgung San-ho, came from outside the door.
“My lord.”
“Come in.”
After a while, the commander-in-chief came in and sat down across from the desk.
Namgung Byeok put Seonji aside for a while and looked at the commander.
“What is it?”
“Won Hwa-pyeong, a warrior from the southern Jin-jin, has come and wants to have a private meeting with the head of the household.”
“Why is there a golden chair?”
“Since I refused to meet you at the Heavenly Court, I will at least meet you, the head of the household...”
The general manager was speechless.
Three days ago, Namgungyeon and his wife visited Namgung family with the family members of Seokgyeongjang.
They stayed in Cheonram Sochuk, which was used by Namgung-yeon in the past. Somehow, the government officials and prominent figures of Murim flocked to greet them.
At first, Namgung-yeon and Yeonjeok-ha, who met out of courtesy, changed their stance in just one day.
That’s understandable since the whole day has gone by entertaining guests.
After that, it became his job to refuse customers who came to him recklessly.
Quite a few guests just left.
But today, Samurai Namjin of Geumuiwi insisted, saying, ‘I have to meet at least the wall of Namgung’.
It was embarrassing to look at the head of the house, feeling like it was a ‘chicken instead of a pheasant’ for some reason.
Namgung Byeok realized what had happened at once.
“Tsk! What’s the use of seeing me?”
“Shall I return it?”
“No. Still, he is a person who is doing national affairs, so you shouldn’t be at the front door.”
Namgung Byeok held back the general.
If the opponent was a Namjin warrior from the Geumuiwi, it would have been better to think about the future of the Namgung family and meet them.
After a while, Won Hwa-pyeong, a warrior from the southern Jinjin, entered the room.
“One person. welcome.”
Namgung Byeok led Won Hwa-pyeong to the upper seat, but Won Hwa-pyeong waved his hand.
“no. I cannot sit in a higher seat than Bingbu at Namcheon Daehyeop. Please sit down.”
Won Hwa-pyeong yielded the seat of honor to Namgung Byeok and sat down in front of Seo Tak.
Namgung Byeok, who had been standing awkwardly for a while, reluctantly moved to the upper seat.
Won Hwa-pyeong waited for Namgung Byeok to sit down before opening his mouth.
“Namgung Daehyeop. I apologize for insisting on meeting you even though you are busy.”
“you’re welcome. By the way, there’s been a lot of talk about the famous religion. How is the atmosphere on the Golden Council?”
“The Geumui Committee always supports the Namcheon Daehyeop. Although the dark clouds are still thick in the imperial palace, it cannot be revealed clearly. Even if you don’t, that’s why I asked you to meet Namgung Daehyeop.”
“You mean that?”
Namgung Byeok knew something, but pretended not to know.
This is because the father-in-law did not want to discuss the decision of the son-in-law.
However, Won Hwa-pyeong was not a person who rose to the position of Southern Jin warrior by luck.
He said it on the premise that Namgung Byeok already knew.
“The Emperor wants Namcheon Daehyeop to clear the dark clouds hanging over the palace.”
When the story got to that point, Namgung Byeok didn’t pretend to know any more.
The anoxic axis was less than half an hour away from Unjongsul.
After thinking for a moment, Namgung-yeon called to Wol-ah and Geum-ah.
Wol-ah and Geum-a, who were viewing flowers nearby, came running in a month.
“Did you call me?”
Looking at the two girls talking in unison like twins, Namgung-yeon smiled.
“Yes, I would like you to take care of the baby while I go out with Jangju for a while.”
Walla replied with a twinkle in her eyes.
“yes! Please leave it to me. But where are you going?”
The teacher would be impatient if he couldn’t see the trend, so he had to know it in advance.
“Jangju-nim is asking us to go to Musansoochuk.”
“ah!”
Wol-a looked at Yeon-jeok-ha with a sad face.
It was obvious that if the teacher found out later, he would grumble and say, “I left without me.”
Then Yeonjeokha asked.
“Old Sim?”
“You went out because your neck was curled.”
“What is your master’s neck made of so it curls all year round?”
“lol.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah couldn’t think of anything to defend their teacher, so they just laughed.
“Tell me clearly. I was looking for old man Sim, but he didn’t find it, so I just went. I’m back later. Shouldn’t old Sim say something else? Understand?”
“yes!”
Wol-a and Geum-a only liked that Jang-ju took care of their teacher.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been laughing, performed fortune-telling.
As if the heavens and the earth had changed, white clouds puffed up beneath his feet.
It is when Namgung-yeon, who came down from the pavilion, is about to hand over the baby to Wol-ah.
The baby grabbed Namgoongyeon’s front lip tightly and didn’t let go.
Namgung-yeon tried to remove the baby’s finger, but when the baby’s hand was surprisingly strong, she burst into laughter.
“The baby is trying not to fall. What is it?”
Wol-ah and Geum-a could not take their eyes off the fern-like hand that held Gamo tightly.
Namgung-yeon, who carefully removed the baby’s finger, shook his head.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching the scene, said.
“Just go. Because my sister won’t have to work hard.”
After thinking for a while, Namgoongyeon held the baby again.
Nothing was safer than walking with him, so there was no need to forcefully remove the baby.
Soon, the cloud carrying the three people floated up and disappeared into the distant sky.
***
Hefei South Soho.
anoxic axis.
Around noon a mass of fluffy white clouds flew over the anoxic axis.
Famous religious leaders and regular worshipers pointed their hands to the sky and made noise.
When the white cloud stopped moving above the anoxic axis, the commotion increased.
The story of the mysterious cloud was also passed on to Musanangrang and Lee Mae-hwa, who were in the shrine.
When the Twelve Horsemen asked what to do with clouds, Lee Mae-hwa showed interest.
“Is it true that snowy clouds do not move on an anoxic axis?”
The commander-in-chief, Bloodgwi Wan Sa-seok replied with a bright smile.
“That’s right. I saw it with my own two eyes a little while ago. This is an auspicious sign, so I guess something good will happen to Nangrang.”
“It’s a good thing.”
Lee Mae-hwa, who had been laughing, got up from her seat.
It is to see the clouds that everyone says are auspicious with their own eyes.
When she came out of the shrine, the people gathered in the front yard all bowed.
The Twelve Horsemen shouted with great momentum.
“Heaven, heaven and earth, infants alone!”
At that, the famous believers standing around the shrine shouted in response.
“Samgyegae and Adanganji!”
Confused by the cry of inner strength, the worshipers folded their hands and bowed their heads.
Did heaven hear their prayers?
A cloud floating in the distance slowly descended toward the ground.
Excited in front of the first article (奇事), the worshipers began to pray towards the cloud.
The sound of praying, ‘Binaida’, filled the Musan Sochuk.