Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 333

Episode 333 Fashion Revolution (1)

As spring came in the year of Imja and the days became warmer, the clothes of those working in the palace began to become lighter and brighter.

No, it wasn’t just those who worked at the palace. Those who had some spare time outside began walking up and down the street wearing brightly colored clothes.

At a time like this, the incense in the East Palace was burning the spirit of war.

“The time has finally come!”

* * *

When Hyang started to work in earnest, the first thing I decided was.

“No matter what happens, we will build flush toilets and reform clothing!”

For Hyang, these two issues were issues that must be resolved.

Except when I was in the military in the 21st century, flush toilets were like air. I couldn’t imagine life without a flush toilet.

The clothing reform issue also arose in connection with this. The flimsy robe worn on the outside was always a hindrance.

Of the two, the one that was given the most weight was the flush toilet, so Hyang used all sorts of ideas at the time to create the toilet.

Flush toilets created in this way quickly began to take root not only in palaces but also in the homes of people who lived in the mansions of noblemen.

There was the inconvenience of having to constantly fill the tank with water before and after using it, but it was definitely more convenient than the previous side.

As the pottery kiln was built in Area 51, flush toilets, which had become so common, were upgraded to toilet seats made of ceramics instead of the iron toilets that had been made until then.

In the process of making a toilet seat made of pottery, something happened that made the scent neither cry nor laugh.

“Why did you break these toilet seats?”

“No matter how much of an item goes into the side, the Most High will use it. “How can I raise a yawn that doesn’t even reach my eyes?”

In response to the head potter’s answer, Hyang looked at the broken toilets.

“There’s nothing wrong with it… Is it a cliche?”

Hyang, who was tilting his head, asked the head potter again.

“If you don’t like the toilet and other ceramics, do you destroy them like this?”

“No. As long as it comes out of the furnace without bursting, even if it yawns, it can do its part. Therefore, family members use it or give it as a gift to neighbors.”

“That’s right…”

Muttering softly, Hyang ordered the head potter.

“Even if it’s not noticeable, if it comes out of the kiln without bursting and performs its function well, just give it to us.”

“No, it works! “How can you do such a reckless thing when the Lord is using it!”

“There are no eyes in the butt. “If it’s not too severe, send it to the palace.”

“Haona….”

“It’s an order.”

The head craftsman had to take a step back at the firm command of the village.

“I understand.”

Starting with Gyeongbokgung Palace, toilets made of ceramics were installed in all palaces in Hanseong and temporary palaces in the provinces, and toilets made of ceramics began to be introduced outside of palaces.

Soon after, word spread in the Ming and Japanese countries, and merchants began to place orders.

It was natural that the royal workshop immediately engraved pear blossoms on the toilet as soon as the merchants placed their orders.

* * *

Unlike the attention paid to the development and distribution of toilet seats, clothing reform was almost untouched.

There were many reasons for the failure to reform clothing, but the two biggest reasons were:

One was that I got used to it. Although the gongryongbo was cumbersome, I solved it by simply taking it off when going to the bathroom. If it weren’t for the gongnyongpo, the pants and jeogori were surprisingly wearable.

Every time I thought about clothes, Hyang muttered like a habit.

“It’s easy to wear, but it’s not comfortable… This is the problem…”

Another problem was the problem with Mingwa. This was because the king had specified the attire of the gongryongpo worn by the king and the danryeong worn by ministers.

Because of this history, the township could not speed up the clothing reform and waited.

However, Hyang continued to grumble whenever he saw officials coming in and out of Gyeongbokgung Palace.

“They’re not just any little Teletubbies… green, pink, blue, orange… they’re full of personality.”

Since they wore variegated danryeong (雜色團領) following the example of their namesake, the colors of the official uniforms of the officials were different. The only thing missing was yellow because it was the color of the emperor, and the red color of the robe worn by the king and crown prince was also missing.

In this situation, the way to check the rank of officials was through the belt they wore around their waist.

It was necessary to distinguish the ranks of officials by wearing bands made of different materials depending on their rank, but it was not an easy task.

Because of this, there was talk of finding another way.

As these words began to come out, the scent began to burn my fighting spirit.

* * *

Even though I had made up my mind, there were many things that got in the way of putting it into practice.

“I feel it every time I see it, but there are so many types of clothes that need to be properly taken care of…” The

scent whetted his appetite as he pointed out the types of clothes that not only Sejong but also himself had to change from time to time.

First of all, there were the gold crown uniforms worn on holidays and major events, and

the uniforms worn by priests and priests when performing ancestral rites at Jongmyo Shrine and Sajik.

Starting with this, the official uniform worn for general work, the official uniform worn when participating in events that must be attended, although it is not enough to wear the brass uniform, and the clothing worn when serving the king who has officially left the palace, etc.

To wear it properly, you had to prepare at least 4 to 5 types of official uniforms.

“Is this why even kings wore inherited clothes?”

In any case, it was clear that if one were to change such formal attire all at once, one would have to endure a huge backlash.

In the end, Hyang had no choice but to choose the next best option.

“Let’s start from a place where I have nothing to say even if I touch it!”

The place where Hyang touched was the military.

* * *

As Gyeongjang progressed, and after going through the Giyu Rebellion and Lee Man-ju’s Rebellion and dealing with pirates at sea, the military came to have absolute trust in Hyang.

To put it exaggeratedly, it was worshiped at a level that was almost religious.

Based on this trust from the military, Hyang began to modify military uniforms and military boots.

“Did you say military uniform? “Are you talking about war guns?”

“It’s similar, but a little different.”

At a gathering of top commanders from the Ministry of National Defense and the General Staff, including Cho Mal-saeng, Hyang began to explain the new concept of military uniforms.

“If you look at the uniforms of our Joseon soldiers so far, they are the same as the civilians outside the military camp. They are wearing the same pants and jacket. What distinguishes the common people from the soldiers is that military officers are soldiers and soldiers are soldiers. Of course, when a battle breaks out, you put armor on top of it.”

Everyone in the military department nodded at Hyang’s explanation. As the response wasn’t bad, Hyang gradually added strength to his voice.

“For the military, discipline is the lifeblood. The way to keep such discipline alive is through faithful training and sufficient compensation. And pride. “The pride of protecting Joseon!”

In response to Hyang’s words, Jo Mal-saeng immediately asked a question.

“What you say is correct, but does military uniform have anything to do with it?”

“there is. “If the clothes are indistinguishable from the civilians outside the barracks, would anyone look at the soldiers in particular?”

“Hmm…”

Everyone who attended the meeting was lost in thought at Hyang’s point.

‘It sounds plausible, but…’

“Do you have the real thing?”

“I’m ready.”

Hyang immediately responded and gestured to the eunuch.

After a while, a group of military officers and soldiers wearing unfamiliar uniforms came inside.

“Hoo~.”

Looking at the uniforms worn by military officers and soldiers, Jo Mal-saeng and high-ranking commanders let out small exclamations of exclamation.

Although they were very different from the outfits they had worn so far, they were full of a different charm.

The military uniform designed by Hyang was based on the infantry and cavalry uniforms of the Korean Empire Army.

But not everything was the same. If the Korean Empire’s infantry uniforms were black, Hyang’s uniforms were dark green.

“Green is what infantrymen wear and maroon is what cavalrymen wear.”

“Hmm…”

Jo Mal-saeng, who had come closer and looked at the clothes, looked back.

“Are you covering your chest completely?”

Hyang nodded at Jo Mal-saeng’s words.

“yes. “You have to block the cold wind coming in through the front flap.”

“Of course!”

Jo Mal-saeng nodded his head loudly at Hyang’s words. The winter winds not only in this land of Joseon but also in damn Manchuria were terrifying. No matter how well I fastened the front of my pants and jacket, the cold wind that was creeping in was a monster that caught people.

“This is the uniform you wear in the spring and fall, and this is the uniform you wear in the summer.”

The military uniform worn in the summer was based on a safari jacket.

After the introduction of winter uniforms for virgins (including coats and jackets), Cho Mal-saeng and high-ranking executives were concerned.

“It looks pretty good…”

“But it’s so foreign.”

“That’s the problem.”

The military, faced with a choice, ultimately made the most standard choice.

-First, select a small number of units and test them.

After hearing the military’s conclusion, Hyang muttered while licking his lips.

“Tsk… no matter how much you say you can’t fill your stomach after the first drink…”

“My lord…”

“Yes?”

Hyang, who was controlling his appetite, turned around when he heard a voice calling him. The naval commanders were gathered there to watch him.

“Are there no military uniforms for the navy?”

“ah! no! “I’m ready!”

What the scent showed them was a sailor suit and jeans and denim shirt that boasted history and tradition.

* * *

According to the decision of the military, several units were selected and put into testing.

The first reaction of the soldiers and officers who received the newly created military uniforms and boots was fierce criticism.

“Oh shit! “It’s comfortable to wear pants and jeogori that just need to be fastened!”

“that’s right! that’s right! “Why does this guy have so many buttons!”

Complaints about buttons placed in place of clothes disappeared as time went by and people got used to it.

What followed was the feeling of superiority, ‘I am different from others.’

What gave him this sense of superiority were the residents of the villages around the unit’s garrison.

* * *

“Arabsho! “I guess that’s the new military uniform!”

“I see! “It’s really unique!”

At first, they only felt that it was unusual, but soon the residents felt something else.

“Something… something, isn’t it?”

“That’s right. “I feel like something is pressing on me…”

“Is this a great general?”

The residents were gradually intimidated by the inexplicable sense of intimidation emanating from the soldiers wearing military uniforms.

In contrast, the young girls nearby glanced at the soldiers and whispered.

“Isn’t there something manly about it?”

“Yes, yes!”

“You’re tall and tall!”

Unlike the boys of the same age they saw around them, these were girls who whispered to the soldier who had a strange charm.

* * *

Unlike the loose design that the Joseon people had been accustomed to until then, the military uniform designed by Hyang emphasized the lines of the shoulders and waist.

Thanks to this, soldiers wearing those uniforms emphasized a stronger masculine charm.

And the military boots the soldier was wearing also played a role in the ‘tall height’ that the girls mentioned.