Episode 43. Face-to-face (1)âWow, itâs gorgeous.â
Those were Seoryangâs first words as he looked around the special room he was shown to.
âItâs plastered with gold. âIs this a lot of money?â
Wei Hongryunâs evaluation was not only harsh but also rude.
ââ¦.â
Ma Dong-pil closed his eyes in silence.
Unlike Seoliangâs residence, which was large but completely desolate, Hong Wimunâs residence was very luxurious.
Wei Honglian glanced at Xu Liang.
Seoliang kept looking around to see what was so strange. There were no feelings of resentment or jealousy on his face.
âConfucius.â
âuh? why?â
âHow about decorating Confuciusâ house in this way?â
Seo-ryang stuck out his tongue as if he was about to vomit.
âitâs crazy? I canât live in a place like this even if my money is rotten. âI was just amazed and the food went down my throat because I was so uncomfortable?â
Wei Hongryun grinned.
âYou think so too.â
âIsnât it obvious?â
Itâs not natural.
At least the politicians that Wei Hongryun had seen all enjoyed luxury. No, there were many people who did not know that luxury was luxury.
In that respect, Samgongja certainly has a unique side. He seemed to have a simple and comfortable personality.
Wei Hongryun frowned.
âAnyway, why isnât the boatman coming?â
Less than half an hour had passed since I was ushered into the special room. Her impatience was truly sky-high.
Ma Dong-pil said with his eyes still closed.
âHe will come when the time is right.â
âThatâs something anyone can say. But the superiors are here, so you have to move quickly, right?â
âI advise you to be careful with your words. âThere are many ears to listen.â
âAt least no one catches my breath.â
Ma Dong-pil closed not only his eyes but also his mouth at the simplicity of interpreting the words to be careful in the future as referring to the immediate situation.
At that time, Seo-ryang said.
âHeâs not coming anytime soon.â
âyes?â
âIt wonât come anytime soon.â
Ma Dong-pil opened his eyes. Wei Hongryun also looked at him in surprise.
Xiliang scratched his head.
âI know this old man because Iâve seen him do so many things, but itâs rare for him to greet a guest who comes so unexpectedly like this.â
âWhat do you mean by that?â
âTo put it simply, itâs a battle of spirit. Anyway, Iâm not an invited guest and I came without any contact, so Iâll give myself time to prepare. So, even if itâs frustrating, bear with it yourself, something like that.â
Of course, the old manâs identity was Lord Uicheon. Lord Uicheon was always late to the meeting in order to take the lead in the conversation in public and to enjoy watching the other party suffer in private.
Wei Hongryunâs eyebrows furrowed as they were. Thanks to the diagonal scars, I could see that there were no violent criminals.
âHow dare you say that when the Three Princes are here?â
âArenât you a disciple of the sect leader who speaks like a three-faced man? âAt least heâs at the level of the Old Great Mazon, so thereâs no need for him to consider our situation, right?â
Because you speak so calmly, it sounds even more casual. Wei Hongryun hesitated.
Ma Dong-pil said.
âWhat will you do, Confucius?â
âWhat should I do?â
âCalling someone and telling them to come quicklyâ¦â
âFor what?â
âyes?â
Seoyang leaned back in his chair. It was so soft and fluffy that it felt like I was lying on a bed.
âHey, when are we going to be able to live comfortably in a place like this? âItâs not a bad idea to enjoy accommodation and food in such a fancy place for a day.â
The term âroom and boardâ is even mentioned. It seemed like he thought he might come really late.
âIf youâre hungry, why donât you call someone and order some food?â
Ma Dong-pil shook his head.
âIâm fineâ¦.â
Jing!
The person who pulled the rope that came down from the ceiling was none other than Wei Hongryeon. Ma Dong-pil looked at her intently.
Wei Honglian said shamelessly.
âNow that I think about it, Confucius is right. When will I ever have a meal at a place like this? âAt this point, Iâll just have to eat and sleep and give it a try.â
âThatâs true.â
After a while, a servant came in. It wasnât exactly silk, but it was very luxurious for a servantâs attire.
âDid you call me?â
Wei Hongryeon suddenly recited the name of the food.
All foods with strong aromas are ordered in this room with one window. Ma Dong-pil said.
âPrince Confucius, you do not like food with strong aromas. If you donât want to do thatâ¦â
Then, Seo-ryang raised his hand.
âOrder what you want to eat. I do not care.â
Wei Hong-ryeon snorted while looking at Ma Dong-pil, as if asking him to see it. Ma Dong-pil sat back down as if there was nothing else to do.
Xiliang looked up at the ceiling.
His eyes sank deeply.
âWhat would an old man do?â
He was such a terrible old man that I would never want to meet him even in my dreams, but surprisingly, there were things to learn from this situation.
After becoming the lord of Uicheon, his main job was to receive guests, but before he became the lord of Uicheon, the old man also wandered around a lot.
Countless people have been devastated by that old man who worked hard to gain power.
What if I was the Lord of Uicheon? What if the numerous enemies that the old man destroyed are now Hongwimun?
And what would happen if I changed the old manâs methods to my own?
âGreat Lord.â
Wei Hongryun flinched. The Three Princes, who had been calling her âthis bitchâ and âthat bitchâ, finally called her officially.
Xu Liang grinned.
âHow much food can I have?â
âyes?â
âLetâs order some cold drinks!â
Wei Hongryeon smiled a bright smile. It was a pretty amazing stunt.
âIf Confucius wishes.â
* * *
âYou ordered food and alcohol?â
âThatâs right.â
âhmm.â
Hong Wi-moon, who gave a short answer, looked as if it was no big deal and lit a candle with red smoke coming out of it.
On the contrary, Shinhoeâs face hardened.
âWhat on earth are you thinking?â
âXiliang?â
ââ¦Thatâs right.â
âWell, thatâs fine. I never thought it would hit me like this. He even took Gwangma Daeju with him.â
Even as he spoke, he seemed quite relaxed. He wasnât pretending; he had a truly relaxed expression.
âIâm just a guest who came in during âbusinessâ hours without notice. âIsnât there a reason why I have to waste my time and rush to meet you?â
âOf course I do.â
âDo whatever you want. âIf you want to drink, give me alcohol. If you want to eat, give me food.â
A faint purple glow appeared in Hong Wei-wenâs eyes and then disappeared.
âIâll have to see what his current limitations are.â
* * *
âKwaaeook! âIt was a breeze.â
Wei Hongryunâs face turned red.
Ma Dong-pil clicked his tongue.
âI downed 11 bottles of liquor in one sitting, so itâs even weirder that Iâm not drunk.â
No, it was amazing that I could drink that much before that.
There are as many alcoholic beverages as there are endless continents, but itâs so busy that you can down eleven liquor bottles that are longer and thicker than a manâs forearm.
âWhoop!â By the way, Confucius is truly amazing.â
Is it because there is a public enemy? From the moment they set their course here, Wei Hongryun behaved quite favorably toward Seoliang. And since he was drunk, he probably had no choice but to become more friendly.
Seoliang tilted his head and emptied his glass.
âwhat?â
âHow can you eat the same food as me and still be so fine?â
âI know? âIâm amazed too, right?â
Itâs so amazing that Iâm so curious that Iâm going to turn around. Even if you think about it, this amount of alcohol is not normal.
I vaguely thought it might be because of the spiritual energy of Gojuklim, but I wasnât sure.
Wei Hongryeon, who was looking at Seoliang silently, smiled and said.
âConfucius, do you know how this scar appeared on my face?â
âI told you earlier. âIt came about when I was attacking a passing evil enemy.â
âThis wound is what happened when I encountered the cat spirit of Heavenly Mountain in the northwest, and it hit me hard with its front paw! It looks like it got hitâ¦â
âDongpil! Take care of him. âI guess the taste is slowly fading away.â
Ma Dong-pil quietly approached Wi Hong-ryeon.
âSupreme lord. âLetâs sleep now.â
âOh go away! âIâm not drunk!â
âAnyone can see that he is extremely drunk.â
âHuh, this guy?â
Now he is acting like a male boss. Ma Dong-pil repeatedly engraved the symbol for patience on his chest.
âConfucius is watching.â
âWho doesnât know that? âIâm talking to Confucius right now!â
âCome to your senses.â
âI heard youâre fine!â
This is typical drunken behavior. Seo-ryang smiled and poured her a drink.
âOkay, drink more. Just drink until you pass out.â
âuh? âIs that dangerous?â
âwhat?â
âOrdinary man⦠Ah, this is not what I am saying to you, Mr. Confucius.â
âOkay man. So what?â
âUsually, the reason guys try to get a woman to stop drinking is because they want to know what to do with a drunk womanâ¦â
âHey! âYou donât drink!â
âHehe.â
âWhat on earth is this guy? Just do one thing, just one thing! Damn itâs so stuffy.â
Everyoneâs drinking habits are different, but they are the same in that they are different from usual. Although her drinking capacity was extraordinary, Wei Hongryeonâs appearance when drunk did not seem to be any different from ordinary people.
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âDongpil.â
âYes, Confucius.â
âHow long has it been since we came here?â
Ma Dong-pil looked at the window.
âJudging by the fact that the sun is slowly setting, it seems like half a day has passed.â
âyes?â
âYes, Confucius.â
âThen we can get started now.â
âyes?â
Xu Liang calmly woke up.
Ma Dong-pilâs face darkened. For some reason, the atmosphere that Confucius gave off was unusual.
âWhat are you trying to do? âIf you tell me, Iâ¦â
âNo, I have to do it.â
âyes?â
âTo remodel the crazy old manâs vicious attack in my own way. âItâs good if it goes well, but if it doesnât end well, thereâs nothing you can do.â
âI totally understand what youâre sayingâ¦.â
Chaang!!
It was a sword that refreshed the ears of the listener.
The sound was so clear that Ma Dong-pil could not help but be impressed. Even Wei Hongryeon, who was drunk and making a fuss, opened her eyes.
Seolyangâs eyes grew colder as he looked down at the long, smooth blade.
He recalled the words of Lord Uicheon.
â Taking the lead is actually not that big of a deal. In general, people who care about their reputation tend to seem superior at first, but eventually they fall to the limits they have created. On the other hand, people who push forward honestly and honestly can move forward without limits, even if they are ridiculed. When fighting for leadership, it is best to be honest.
Instructions given to Grand Duke Uicheonmaeng. This is something Seo-ryang also heard while in hiding.
He was planning to try the method in his own way.
âAfter all, arenât I notorious as a tyrant?â
âyes?â
âThen, like a foul-tempered tyrant, shouldnât you make a mess of it?â
At that moment, Ma Dong-pilâs face turned pale and Wei Hong-ryeonâs face was filled with excitement.
Wooooow!
A fearsome magical power that is instantly concentrated into a blade.
Xu Liang laughed evilly.
âItâs been a while since I pulled out a knife.â
He swung his sword like that.
Flash!
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