Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 102
Episode 102 Hwang Hee, in crisis! (3)
“Hmm…”
As Hwang Hee was sitting blankly discussing the Seogyeongdanja (today’s personnel records) for the appointment of special administrative officers, Lee Jik called out to Hwang Hee.
“Woo Eui-jeong, what are you doing?”
“ah! “I was distracted for a moment… I’m sorry.”
In response to Hwang Hee’s apology, Maeng Sa-seong, who was next to him, criticized him.
“There is a lot of work to be done… The chief minister is already not looking good, so let’s do our best!”
“I’m sorry….”
‘Wow, that guy’s personality has become really harsh! Where has Captain Maeng, whom I knew before, gone?’
Hwang Hee, who was looking at Seokyeong Danja while complaining about Maeng Sa-seong, who had become irritable due to the harsh treatment he received from King Sejong and the heavy workload, complained softly.
“People like this would be perfect for being scolded by the Lord Sang, but it would be better for me…”
Hwang Hee, who suddenly stopped talking, suddenly stood up from her seat.
“I will leave first!”
“No, Captain Hwang! “Thank you!”
Lee Jik and Maeng Sa-seong called out desperately as they watched Hwang Hee quickly disappear, but Hwang Hee did not even look back.
* * *
That night. Gangnyeongjeon.
King Sejong called for a funeral and talked about various things about state affairs.
As some time passed, King Sejong secretly gave notice to the officers and officials.
“Why don’t the officials and the governors just retreat now?”
In response to King Sejong’s words, the officials and state governors all expressed their refusal.
“How could your Majesty go away while attending to official duties? “We must perform the duties of the minor gods.”
“Thank you for your hard work. Tsk!”
‘If they go out, I too will rob the crown prince! I’ve been a bit stuck on character research lately, so it’s been a while since I finally got some free time! If you guys hold on, my precious time will be wasted!’
King Sejong, who sat firmly in his seat and whetted his appetite while watching the officers and bookkeepers recording his every move, eventually quietly organized his documents.
“Gwain is now….”
“Your Highness. “This is the Woouijeong entrance exam.”
At the merchant’s words, King Sejong stopped organizing his documents and straightened his posture.
“Come on in.”
Hwang Hee, who came in a moment later, politely bowed. After receiving the courtesy, King Sejong asked Hwang Hee.
“Why did you come all the way to Ye at such a late hour?”
“Would you please leave the officers and officers?”
Sejong shook his head at Hwang Hee’s request.
“If it is something that the magistrates and magistrates cannot hear, the governor will not listen to it either.”
Hwang Hee gritted her teeth at Sejong’s refusal.
“Then I will tell you.”
“Tell me.”
As the two people talked, Hyang’s thoughts wandered off to the side.
‘Are you two playing Go-Stop?’
In the end, Hwang Hee got to the point.
“This is about the special administrator to be appointed for the development of the Duman River.”
“Hmm… If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be okay to talk about it during the day or tomorrow during assembly time? Of course, it’s already been five days since I issued my decree.”
‘Only five days have passed! Do you know that Inseon is roasting beans and eating them at lightning speed?’
Hwang Hee cried out inwardly at Sejong’s words.
* * *
No matter how hard his subjects worked to get things done, King Sejong was always dissatisfied.
“Is this the best?”
“Does it take that much time to just handle something like this?”
When the report was published, six or seven out of ten people had to hear this kind of criticism.
Of course, when Hwang Hee first became a prime minister, he was ten out of ten.
However, even when the monks heard these scoldings, they did not have enough excuses.
It was because of the crown prince.
The amount of work that King Sejong had to handle in order to proceed smoothly was enormous. In order to increase efficiency in this area, a considerable amount of work was already assigned to the village head.
Hyang, who was in charge of the work, showed a quick processing speed even though there was a lot of work in the lab and Area 51.
And the result of the work done in that way was almost nothing to point out to the officials and ministers.
Thanks to this, the ministers had little to say even when King Sejong scolded them for handling issues.
“Compared to what I heard, it’s nothing….”
“I’ll do my best!”
The reason why Hyang handled things like this was because of the Hyang’s ability based on the experience of the 21st century, but there were also other things.
The vast majority of the work received and handled by the township was related to the finances of the 6th group, starting with Hojo.
“Even mental arithmetic has its limits… I can’t even think of using mountain branches… I’d rather just do fortune-telling.”
While living in Joseon, one of the scents that I was most unable to adapt to was ‘sangji’.
To solve this problem, the local government actively distributed abacus, which was just beginning to be introduced.
However, when they actually saw the abacus, everyone, including noblemen and merchants, reacted indifferently.
“Is it really necessary to bother learning and using the abacus when mountain branches are enough?”
No matter how many times it was tried, the same reaction occurred every time, so Hyang had no choice but to wave the white flag.
“These noblemen live by looking at hieroglyphs every day, and even do calculations using hieroglyphs…”
In the end, the abacus became a tool used only by a few people, including incense.
Anyway, Hyang, who was overwhelmed by the numbers, had to complain while looking at the report.
“Ah… I miss the CASIO calculator sitting on the 21st century desk.”
Hyang, remembering the calculator that was always placed wherever calculations were needed, from the checkout counter of a corner store to the desk of a civil servant, suddenly snapped his fingers.
“If you’re talking about a calculator, here’s a very powerful one! Hello!”
“Yes sir!”
“Go and tell Chief Lee Soon-ji to come!”
“Yes sir!”
In the end, he was able to use the ‘human supercomputer’ using the ‘high-performance astronomical telescope’ that he was able to make thanks to saving a glass craftsman.
Of course, sometimes I ask, ‘Don’t you know that?’ Hyang clenched his fists as he saw Lee Soon-ji’s expression clearly showing the feeling.
“I will definitely make a calculator! Even if it means rolling Jang Yeong-sil until it dries out and wears out!”
* * *
Hwang Hee grumbled internally at Sejong’s scolding, but there was something she had to gain, so she gritted her teeth and continued speaking.
“I am truly humbled that you have been heartbroken because of the lack of ability of your subordinates. So, we paid special attention to this special administrative officer…”
“Written?”
“I commend myself to God!”
“huh?”
“Eh?”
When Hwang Hee recommended himself as an administrator, King Sejong and Hyang’s eyes widened.
“Why do you want to go? And that too after giving up his position as a political minister? “Isn’t there anyone who holds a government position in Joseon and doesn’t want the position?”
In response to King Sejong’s question, Hwang Hee explained the reason.
“The special administrator appointed this time must manage a group of six sets of officials under his command.
In order to run this group smoothly, someone with extensive experience in Article 6 is needed.
“I may be presumptuous, but God has experience in all of these six articles, so he can fully control them.”
“Yes, but it is not enough.”
Hwang Hee cited a different reason for King Sejong’s first rejection.
“As we proceed with pioneering, conflicts are bound to arise between those who view the military and administration.
In this case, if the rank of the administrator is low, of course, there will be advancement, but even then, it will be difficult to coordinate easily due to the lack of experience.
“I may be presumptuous, but if God takes over, we can facilitate this coordination based on God’s experience.”
“Hmm… that could be true. But it’s still not enough.”
“Pioneering is almost like creating something from nothing. As you work, many unexpected variables arise that need to be dealt with immediately.
In this case, the decision to act first and second may determine success or failure. However, if you send someone of low rank or little experience, they may fail for fear of repercussions, so someone with high rank and experience should go.”
“That’s right. So, are you going to go?”
Hwang Hee answered King Sejong’s question with a firm voice.
“That’s right.”
“It’s a tough job. Are you confident that you will succeed?”
“This is the country’s 100th anniversary. “We must succeed.”
“Hmm…”
When King Sejong showed hesitation, Hwang Hee searched into her sleeve and took out a scroll.
“I will present it to Your Majesty.”
King Sejong, who received the scroll through a merchant ship, looked at Hwang Hee without even untying the knot.
“What is this?”
“This is an item that records all of God’s wealth. If God fails to perform His indulgence or does not meet the standards you think, please place all of God’s wealth into the treasury. “It is a punishment for not doing things properly, so God will accept it.”
Hyang-hyang, who made an interesting face at Hwang Hee’s words, relayed to herself.
‘Hwanghee all in! ‘Daebak or O-Ring!’
“Hmm…”
Sejong opened the scroll with a small snort and looked at Hwang Hee.
“For some time now, there has been a rumor going around in the private house that the Lord is going to give his children a portion of the money, so the children are excited. Before or after this list of bonsai?”
‘How to do that!’
Hwang Hee could not properly answer Sejong’s unexpected question and paused for a moment before answering.
“Bonsai exhibition is here.”
“If you investigate at Hojo, everything will come out.”
“It’s definitely a bonsai exhibition.”
“I see…”
Sejong, speechless, glanced at the subject before looking at Hwang Hee.
“Woouijeong.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Are you really confident?”
“I will do my best.”
“As the Lord said, this is the 100-year plan of our Joseon Dynasty. If there is even the slightest inadequacy, no. Would you like to ask again? Are you confident that you can take on all that responsibility and complete the great plan?”
“If I fail, I will bury my bones there!”
“If you fail, the recorder will be the place to bury your bones.”
“I will keep each bone in mind!”
In response to Hwang Hee’s answer, King Sejong rolled up the scroll, put it aside, and answered.
“I understand your decision well. However, it is not possible to decide whether to accept or reject it here. “Let’s talk about it at tomorrow’s assembly.”
“I follow your orders! I will leave like that. Please rest in peace.”
“Please be careful.”
Hwang Hee came out and looked at the moon in the night sky. Other times it looked so gloomy, but today it even seemed refreshing.
Hwang Hee clenched her fists.
“it’s okay!”
After sending Hwang Hee out, King Sejong looked back with a face full of regret.
“I had a lot to talk about with you, but I guess I’ll have to stop here today. “Let’s talk again later.”
“Yes Abama. Please rest in peace.”
“OK.”
After leaving Gangnyeongjeon, Hyang looked at Gangnyeongjeon with a face full of anxiety.
“Something feels strong….”
The reason why Sejong sang today was unclear. Although the purpose was to discuss national affairs, the importance of the matters being discussed was low.
Hyang, who was looking at Gangnyeongjeon with the lights on, turned around and muttered.
“Isn’t this something where Woouijeong should go, not me?”
* * *
The next morning.
As soon as the assembly began, Sejong immediately brought out the agenda.
“Has the selection of the special administrator who will lead the administrative part of this pioneering project been completed?”
In response to King Sejong’s question, Yeonguijeong Lee Jik bowed his head.
“I tell you, the Emperor, but the gods are not intelligent….”
“Hmm… I don’t have time to spare….”
“I come to the Emperor!”
“So I thought about it. Woo Ui-jeong will serve as special administrator. “With your experience, you will be able to resolve any variables that arise.”
Due to King Sejong’s decision, all the ministers’ eyes were focused on Hwang Hui. Hwang Hee, receiving all the attention of her subjects, bowed deeply and answered.
“God Hwanghee! “I will complete the 100-year plan of Joseon by reforming and reforming the Joseon Dynasty!”
“I’ll try to believe it.”
“Absolutely! “I will not betray the trust you have shown me!”
Meanwhile, all the ministers who listened to the conversation between the two people thought the same thing.
‘Does this smell?’
* * *
That afternoon, a report was received that the Jurchen tribal leaders who had visited Hanseong by invitation were returning.
The tribal leaders gathered in the front yard of Geunjeongjeon saluted King Sejong in unison when he appeared.
After giving a light reply, King Sejong went straight to the main topic.
“okay. “Have you reached a conclusion?”
In response to King Sejong’s question, Hatui and Mutui stepped forward.
“The home of our tribe was originally the home of King Taejo, so it is natural that your majesty should inherit it. Also, the oath of loyalty offered to King Taejo is still valid! “I am grateful for the favor you have shown me, and I gladly accept your orders!”
King Sejong responded with a bright expression to Hatui’s answer.
“Thank you so much! “Once you come to our Joseon, you will never regret it!”
“I am devastated!”
Hatui and the tribal chiefs expressed their gratitude.