Chapter 217

Episode 217. You’re not going to treat me? (2)

Lee Dang-ji, who was sweeping the road in front of the gibang with a broom, made a funny expression as he watched the samurai of Seonggajang return.

“Lord Moon, I think you can give me a broom now.”

When the samurai of Sunggajang completely disappeared from sight, Jeomsoi, who was doing chores in the kiln, approached and held out his hand.

Lee Dang-ji held out a broom to Jeom So-yi and put a metal coin in his hand.

“thank you for helping.”

“It’s Moonju-nim’s job, so of course I have to help. By the way, the choir seems to be very poisonous... Will it be okay?”

“You don’t have to worry too much. Because there are all of them?”

“Are you thinking of running away?”

“Why am I running away?”

“If you continue to stay here, even if you are the Moon Lord, it could be dangerous.”

“Haha, don’t worry. I’m leaving, so do your best.”

“yes.”

Jeomsoi tilted her head as Lee Dangji disappeared.

“Tsk Well, Moonju-nim is so good at transforming, so I guess I could have prepared it.”

* * *

Lee Dang-ji, who came out of Giru, was disguised with a completely different face from before entering Giru, so no one recognized him on the street.

After a few days, Dangji Lee became the owner of a fairly large guest cup, and the subordinates who performed gut together became the host or shopkeeper of the guest cup. Their appearances had changed so much that it was unimaginable that they were the same people when everyone had a gut.

“Ha~. Well, there is a beggar village on the Dongsocheon side, right?”

“Yeah, why is that slum?”

Lee Dang-ji, who was having a guest cup, overheard the conversation of the guests, and he naturally listened.

“This year there is a particularly severe drought, so you assured me last time that all the beggars would starve to death this winter.”

“It did.”

“But, a doctor named Hwata treated the villagers for free and untied twenty sacks of grain so they could safely fly this winter.”

At that time, people at the table next to me interjected to see if they were acquainted with the people I was talking to.

“You also distributed grain to the beggar village on the Dongsocheon side. Yesterday, I heard that people from slash-and-burn villages near Munsan were treated and grain was distributed.”

“okay. Whoops, everyone is so hungry that they can barely eat one meal a day. Where the hell did those grains come from?”

“I heard that he healed the jangju of the seonggajang and received grain instead of money and distributed it.”

“Some say that he healed the high-ranking officials who fled from Gwangneung-gun this time and received grain.”

“.....”

Dangji Lee felt great confusion as he listened to the guests.

Now, it was a world where civilians became bandits and bandits to avoid starvation.

Of course, there were people like them who could afford to come to the inn for food and drink, and there were also people who spent hundreds of nyang a night in the barn, but such people were only a small minority compared to the total population.

The rich spend a lot of money to hire escorts, but they do not give alms to the hungry poor. Of course, excellent doctors rarely give free treatment.

That was what Lee Dang-ji had in common with those who had and those who had learned.

‘You said you fixed the family head of the choir that I ate? Even if the city council of Gwangneung-gun came to fix that waist, it couldn’t be fixed.’

Li Dang-ji was curious and asked Hao-wen’s disciples to find out what the doctor called Hwa-ta had been doing in Pyeong’an County.

Since Gwangneung-gun is not the territory of Eulji and Myeongil, it could be said that they did not know each other even though they used the same name as Haomun.

When Lee Dang-ji found out about the fireman through the information brought by the disciples, he put on a look of disbelief.

‘Have there been such righteous people in the three worlds?’

Rumors about medicine to cure diseases called incurable were also great, but I was so surprised to learn that more than 300 families in the slums had already received a bag of grain from the fireman, so I couldn’t keep my mouth shut for a while.

“Aren’t you going to slap someone like Dr. Hwa in the back of the head?”

“it’s crazy. If I helped, I helped. No matter how much I like slapping people in the back, I have at least a conscience.”

“Whatever you do.”

“What happens?”

In an instant, Lee Dang-ji realized what So-hyang was concerned about and put on an absurd expression.

“I was worried that Moonju would scam people like Congressman Hwa.”

“How the hell are you looking at me?”

“I’m saying this because you’re looking good.”

“Huh~. Sohyang, no matter how many days you have left to live, you talk too harshly to me, the owner of the door.”

“oh! Life is still bright. What are you talking about? Didn’t you hear that Congressman Hwa would cure my illness earlier?”

“Kuhm! I think you said it was difficult because your disease progressed so much unlike other thrush patients?”

“Still, I said I would do my best to fix it. So I will live.”

“It’s good to live like that. But even if you live, you won’t be able to have the same face as before.”

“Where can I live? And even if I go back to my old face, I won’t be a gisaeng anymore.”

“Then what are you going to do for a living?”

“I’m going to think about that after hearing that the spears are all healed.”

Lee Dang-ji shook his head as he saw So-hyang, who was much bolder than before.

“Okay, I’ll find out what’s going on when it’s all over.”

* * *

Ok-joo tilted her head at Lee Dang-ji and So-hyang as they left the medical room.

“weird. It’s strange...”

“What’s strange?”

When Ok-ju tilted her head, Jang-goe put on a puzzled expression.

“The author who takes the woman caught in the window over there... I think he played the role.”

“what! Reverse use?”

Only then did Jang Goe-do look at Lee Dang-ji and So-hyang as they walked away.

“I’ve been looking at it for days, but it doesn’t seem to be my face.”

“Why was there anything strange about it? I didn’t feel anything.”

“It’s hard for people who don’t know reverse magic to notice.”

“Hmm~. Come to think of it, you had a good understanding of reverse magic.”

“Anyway, I have to tell Danju Eul to follow in the footsteps of the authors.”

“I’ll tell Congressman Hwa to be careful of the authors even from tomorrow.”

After listening to Jang-goe’s words, Eul-ji released a man to follow them, and the painter was surprised to hear Ok-joo’s words.

“Did you play the role? I didn’t feel strange at all, but did you really do the opposite?”

“yes. I looked at it for a few days, and it was such a precise reverse technique that I was finally able to confirm it today.”

“Couldn’t he... be the crazy old man in Namhwa?”

The fireman unknowingly clenched his fists. Even now, when I think of old man Namhwa, I feel my blood gushing backwards.

“Judging from the skin of his hands and feet and his gait, he is not a maniac. They are estimated to be in their mid-to-late 20s.”

“is it so. I get it anyway. When you come for treatment tomorrow, I will take a closer look.”

“yes. I and the other guards will be careful.”

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