How To Live as a Civil Servant in Murim

“ hahahaha. kite exhilaration. Even so, do I look so reckless? Of course it’s on the courtesan side.”

“We’re supposed to serve three soon?”

“It is not difficult. Stop making me wait.”

Paeng Juseong tapped the sword hanging from his waist and went outside. Yeon Woo-hyeok asked Paeng Ju-hee in a slightly trembling voice.

“You mean you’re going to use the name of the Hebei Paeng family, right? You don’t mean to wield the sword?”

“I guess so. …no. You might wield a sword.”

“……”

Yeon Woo-hyeok ran quickly and grabbed Paeng Ju-seong to confirm.

Surprisingly, Peng Juseong was thinking of using the Tao.

“Please solve it with words.”

“but…”

“If Daehyeop says he really wants to meet a gisaeng, the other side will save face.”

“I think martial arts would be better…”

“Please tell me exactly what I say. Otherwise I won’t say anything more!”

“Okay. Got it. I will tell you what you say.”

* * *

Chifeng Yiqiao was sitting on a chair, lost in thought.

Although they prepared diligently, they were dubious about whether or not that Bok-kwa would really be able to understand Hwa-hee’s inner thoughts.

A love affair between a man and a woman is much more complicated and subtle than finding murder or theft.

Of course, I had heard that Pok-kwa had rare supernatural powers. I even saw the piece in person.

However, Paeng Juseong and other Murim people were basically bluffing, and even if they weren’t bluffing, Po Kwae himself could have been bluffing.

Igyo thought that among the people who were known to have magical powers in Murim, there would be about half of fakes.

There were too many people who bluffed because of its unique mystique. There was a possibility that that exuberant person was just a person with a good head.

First of all, seeing the flattery, it was clear that there was a corner of the medicine.

‘Why doesn’t Hwahee tell me anything?’

Although Lee Gyo was in the position of monitoring and managing the gisaengs as a warrior of Haomun, he thought that he had a personal relationship with the gisaengs. Especially in the case of Hwahee.

If Hwahee really wanted to run away, Igyo could turn a blind eye to it. It was a position that could do that much in Haomen.

However, instead of talking to Yi Gyo, Hwahee only developed feelings for him. No matter how much love melts cast iron, I couldn’t help but regret it.

“Chuncho Myeongnyeongreen (春草明年綠), Wangsongwibulgwi (王孫歸不歸)…”

“Heretic sir!”

“What’s going on?”

While Igyo muttered, a maid ran from the end of the hallway in bewilderment.

“The three people who told me.”

“Did something happen?”

Igyo’s eyebrows furrowed.

The three of them are close, and Lee Juru’s Jeom Soi is eloquent, so it wasn’t difficult to get them together.

But always drunk people do unexpected things.

While chatting, one person could have woken up with a tantrum.

“that. The person from Pangga took Hwahui with him.”

“…Who is it? Are you a man or a woman?”

Lee Gyo slightly expected that Paeng Joo-hee had taken him. Then I could believe what he was thinking.

“He was a man…”

“let’s go!”

After swearing, Yi Gyo stood up from his seat. Paeng Juseong was a soldier like a dull cow, so once he made up his mind, he did not know what he would do.

“How about three?”

“There seemed to be some complaints, but you know. The name of Hebei Paengga is…”

“I guess so.”

They were three people with thick front pockets, but in the end, they were the ones who didn’t really have much power. There was no way he would argue with the successor of the Hebukpaeng family because of a gisaeng.

Even if a grudge arises, it will happen to Paeng Ju-seong, so it’s a relief, but Lee Gyo was worried because he couldn’t figure out why Paeng Ju-seong took Hwa-hee with him.

‘I’m sure he’s blocking the road, so he’s not urging me to run away right now, right?’

– Black. hehehe

“!”

Lee Gyo was startled by the sound of crying at the end of the secret hallway, causing his inner strength and killing his presence. Eunhyeonhoehongong (隱現廻魂功), learned by Yi Gyo, had the effect of getting rid of the enemy simply by generating internal energy.

‘What the hell happened?’

As I listened, I heard the story of Hwa-hee talking to the Panga siblings while crying.

-That’s why I was trying to get revenge…!

Hwa-hee confessed that she was trying to get revenge on the three who killed the gisaeng who had been kind to her when she was young. Hearing this, Yi Gyo was taken aback.

It was surprising that the friend’s purpose was revenge, but the fact that he was telling the three of them who were seeing it for the first time was even more surprising.

What kind of conversation was Hwa-hee talking about?

“Yeon Pokkye’s words were true.”

‘What the hell is that exhilaration…?!’

“How did you guess that?”

‘What did you say!?’

Every time Paeng Ju-seong and Paeng Ju-hee said a word, Lee Kyo’s innermost feelings became more and more confused and his curiosity grew. I wanted to jump right in and ask, but the solemn atmosphere prevented me from doing so.

* * *

“hmm. I think I can kill you for this reason.”

“Certainly, if this is the reason…”

“?”

Yeon Woo-hyuk, who was listening quietly, was taken aback by the bloody words.

Paeng Ju-seong, but also Paeng Ju-hee?

“Did I hear that wrong?”

“Yeyang tried to kill Joyangja for Jibaek, and Regent also tried to kill Hyeopru for Umjungja. In my opinion, this is not contrary to reason. Rather, much better than those two. Can’t you pretend you didn’t hear anything?”

“uh…”

Confused by the mindset of the Moorim people, Yeon Woo-hyuk quickly fell into thought.

What if you return to the dorm pretending not to hear the gisaeng’s confession?

The advantage is that the Penga siblings are satisfied, and Haomen’s side will have it with the Penga siblings even if they have dissatisfaction…

The downside was that it couldn’t prevent three people from dying one day.

“yes. I will.”

Yeon Woo-hyuk made a decision without a moment’s thought.

Come to think of it, how many people will die in Hankyung every day, but how many more will it change? Yeon Woo-hyeok was not a true gentleman who would stop people from dying for any reason in front of him.

And seeing what those three were doing, there was a high possibility that someone would kill someone even if the gisaeng didn’t kill them.

In an instant, Yeon Woo-hyeok felt the accumulation of vitality in the upper ranks. Yeon Woo-hyuk was surprised because it was an unexpected reward.

“?!”

“Do you have any advice that might help this courtesan?”

“……”

Paeng Ju-seong’s question made Yeon Woo-hyeok, who was surprised, bewildered.

Where can I find such advice!

Paeng Joo-hee seemed to have a similar idea.

“Isn’t there anything else besides telling me to be bold…?”

“Uh huh. In the end, the kite was right, right? You will get much better advice than you think.”

‘The only thing I can say is don’t do it if you’re going to get caught.’

It was dangerous from the point of having a grudge relationship. If you look deeply, you can find out that the courtesan who died because of those three had a close relationship with Hwa-hee.

It might have been better to secretly hire a heavy-mouthed Murim and then attack them on the road at night.

However, it was meaningless advice to a gisaeng who would surely kill the three even if they were caught.

“Then let me advise you. In my opinion, you’d better kill yourself as soon as you’re done. There is no need to get caught by the officials. Write the reason on the silk and die proudly.”

“……”

Yeon Woo-hyuk thought that the advice he had thought of was better.

However, the courtesan nodded firmly, wiping her tears, as if Paeng Ju-seong’s words touched her heart.

“If Yeon Po-gwae were in Hwa-hee’s shoes, how would you kill her?”

* * *

As soon as the question ran out, the eyes of the other three turned to Pokke.

The pagan stared at Pokkeum with his breath held involuntarily. If that Bok-kwa made up his mind to kill someone, it seemed like he could really kill a mouse or a bird without even realizing it.

Pokkye remained expressionless and then opened his mouth.

“I will be quiet.”

“Are you going to stay still? Why?”

“that…”

“Heretic sir! Heresy! The guest is dead!”

“?!!!”

Igyo was genuinely startled at the voice of the maid running from under the stairs and shouting.

Did that exhilaration even predict this??

Cheongwollu Murder Case (3)

“Tell me what happened! hurry!”

“That, so that’s…”

Even though the maid was blushing from the shock, she somehow told the master what had happened.

It was Oh Jong-gon and Hyuk Sung-wol who had a quarrel first.

Although the three of them usually said they were close, that was only from the outside, and if you looked inside, there was a subtle conflict.

Dujong, a relative of the elder Tongpan, and Oh Jong-gon, the son of a silk merchant in Hankyung. These two couldn’t help but be friends. Since merchants do not know when the power of mail order may be needed, Jong-gon Oh often took out his hermit and served Dujong.

On the other hand, Hyuk Sung-wol, a military officer, had a subtle sense of distance. Originally, civil servants had a strong tendency to ridicule and belittle military officers, but even if Dujong tried to hide it, it was obvious.

Oh Jong-gon, who was close to Doo-jong, was also like that. Even from a merchant’s point of view, a rough and unlearned military officer was not someone he wanted to hang out with.

The reason these three discordants were able to get along was because they wanted something from each other. Some wanted connections to government offices, some wanted hermits, and some wanted soldiers to wield their swords in case of emergency.

However, this kind of relationship can explode at any time.

The opportunity was created by Peng Juseong of Hebei Paengjia.

-sorry. Adults! Pang Dahyeop of Hebuk Paengjia insisted on meeting Hwahui. You’re so obsessed…

-her!

When an unexpected young man from the Hebei Paeng family took a courtesan away, the drunken three were both surprised and displeased.

The discomfort did not go away even while I sat and waited. Listening to the dances of other gisaengs and the performances of musicians only made me simmer even more.

Oh Jong-gon, seeing Doo-jong’s furrowed eyes, muttered involuntarily.

– Hyuk-hyung is a military officer, but are you going to leave such a savage guy alone?

-what?

-Are you a military officer? There are five subordinates outside Giru. That bastard needs to be beaten at once. The other day, you earnestly confessed your feelings for Hwahee!

At those words, Hyuksungwol’s face was stained with anger.

Even if they were the same Murim people, the Murim people from Hebukpaengga were by no means savages. He had the same power as a prestigious family.

It was the kind of opponent that Bucheon-ho and the like could die in an instant if he attacked, and Oh Jong-gon knew that.

There was only one reason why a guy like that said that.

-Are you trying to insult me? You guys go in first! I’ll see where you are in the company!

-joy! I didn’t fall for Hwahee that much.

-under. Is that so? Do you remember the poem you recited last time? The Daegu was wrong, and the letter was also wrong. Where are you pretending to be proud of the subject of that poem! That’s why you can’t even sell silk, and you’re begging!

– Uh huh. Hyuk hyung. Your words are too harsh.

Dujong dried Hyuksungwol, but his expression was full of anger.

The poem Jong-Gon Oh recited the other day was a poem written by Du-Jong.

-Jongon’s younger brother said it with a good meaning, but it’s too bad that you accept it that way. Even if people in the world say that military men are violent and do not know the law, they will not be able to say anything.

Dujong’s sarcasm made Hyuksungwol even more angry. But until then, Hyuksungwol tried to be patient. Dujong was a distant relative of Hankyung Tongpan.

However, Oh Jong-gon, who was helping by the side, finally exploded Hyuksungwol’s anger.