Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 400

Episode 400: Higher education institutions. (2)

As the county took a step back, military personnel, starting with Jo Mal-saeng, came out separately to discuss the situation.

“What do you think?”

“It’s not bad. As Moonban said, we can shorten the time by selecting those who have learned basic academics through social school and middle school.”

“Even those who were left behind due to lack of communication in the first three years can have the opportunity to move up if they work properly in the military, so they are not at a disadvantage.”

“However, there will be many people who are unable to show off their abilities and fall behind because of their record of being a ‘3-year non-competitor.’”

Jo Mal-saeng opened his mouth when it was pointed out that hidden talents who gave up after failing in the third year could be missed.

“Let’s filter them out.”

When the military officials looked uncomfortable at Jo Mal-saeng’s cold words, Jo Mal-saeng added another word.

“If you are truly a talented person with great longevity, you will overcome those hardships and shine. Rather, it becomes even more difficult for those who give up in the process to move up.”

“… I understand.”

“Then the conclusion has been decided.”

In this way, the training period at the military academy was determined.

It was the birth of a bloody commander training course called the ‘Second Coming of Sparta’ where only those who had proven themselves through practical work and actual combat could advance.

* * *

Through this process, step by step, the military academy was being prepared for establishment.

But as expected, the biggest obstacle was the military medical department.

To be precise, it was a surgical issue dedicated to the treatment of trauma.

Disease and pharmaceutical problems could be solved with traditional oriental medicine that has continued to this day.

The problem was that surgery was difficult.

Like Hwa-tao, who lost his life after telling Cao Cao to make a hole in his skull and perform surgery, oriental medicine also had surgical techniques.

However, the level of trauma treatment that was conveyed was very low.

“Of course, in terms of level, it’s the same on one side or the other…”

Hyang, who was organizing the situation, pouted with a face full of dissatisfaction.

Either this side, which has almost no professional tools for surgical procedures, or the other side, which has thoroughly destroyed everything more precious than gold accumulated during the old Roman era. It was the same thing I didn’t like.

“Until the 18th century, surgeons were also barbers, right?”

Even as I grumbled, recalling the origins of the three-color advertising light that circulated next to the barbershop sign, the scent continued to move.

First through bookstores in Beijing, then through Mansur, and then through the naval front lines that regularly traveled between Alexandria and Joseon, he collected medical books that remained in the Byzantine Empire and Islamic countries.

“It’s not just the medical records that are important.”

After securing a certain number of medical books – almost 600 – Hanhyang next gathered medical tools.

“This is it…”

Hyang shook his head slightly after seeing surgical tools handed down from Roman times.

This was because the appearance of surgical tools, which had barely changed since the Roman era, was quite similar to the modern ones seen in dramas and movies in the 21st century.

“The line from that drama really resonates with me…” This

was a line spoken by a leading character in a drama about people who travel between stars through a gate made by ancient people.

‘If we hadn’t blown up what we had accumulated during the Roman era, we would have been moving freely between the stars by now!’

It may have been a bit exaggerated, but it was still a scent that I thought had some potential.

* * *

In any case, Hyang, who had collected surgical medical tools like this, gathered together those who were the most skilled in surgical treatment in the internal medicine clinic and showed them the tools they had obtained from the West and documents that translated how to use them.

“Do you know how to use it?”

“I understand roughly, but…”

“Then can these be used for treatment?”

In response to Hyang’s question, the lawmakers all shook their heads.

“There is a world of difference between guessing and actually knowing and using it. “Especially because it is an item directly related to life, it is absolutely prohibited to use it based on guesswork.”

“Is that so?”

“That’s right!”

Hyang, who returned to the East Palace after hearing the council members’ firm answers, screamed at the sight of medical books piled up to knee height on the floor as the bookshelves were insufficient.

“When are you going to translate all that!”

* * *

This problem of incense was solved to some extent with the arrival of monks and alchemists from Italy.

“We need to translate these too.”

Angelo, who had been looking at the books at the incense’s command, looked back at the incense.

“These are medical books. In particular, you can see many of Galen’s medical books.”

“I heard he’s the most famous doctor.”

Angelo nodded at Hyang’s words.

“First, I would like you to translate books related to surgery.”

“… All right.”

Hyang, who passed the work on to the monks and alchemists, also passed the work on to Hassan.

“I found a medical book left by a famous scholar named Ibn Sina.”

“yes. He has been a renowned doctor and scholar since ancient times. Which one should I translate first?”

“Let’s start with medical crimes. “The Book of Healing will be politically problematic.”

“As far as I know, politics is missing from the Book of Healing?”

“Instead, it contains religion.”

Hassan immediately nodded at Hyang’s words.

“I understand. “I will translate only medical crimes first.”

“Please. “If the performance is good, there will be a reward.”

“Yes sir.”

Not long after entrusting the work, Angelo reported to Hyang.

“There are some duplicate books.”

“Duplicate books?”

“Yes, it is a book written in different Latin and Greek languages, but with the same title.”

At Angelo’s words, Hyang immediately gave an order.

“Cross-verify.”

“You mean cross-validation?”

“If both are not originals, there could be errors, right? Please cross-verify the contents with the alchemists before translating.”

“… yes.”

“Good luck. “I look forward to good results.”

After quietly bowing, Angelo looked up at the sky and muttered without realizing it.

“Damn it! Shit!”

Angelo, who suddenly cursed, diligently made the sign of the cross and asked for forgiveness.

Meanwhile, the lone incense stick was grumbling to itself.

“Holy shit! Duplicate purchase! This isn’t some random box! This is the problem with ‘don’t ask questions’! “It’s not like I can go there myself!”

Hyang, who was grumbling like that, suddenly stopped talking and his eyes sparkled.

“Shall I go and see for myself?”

Hyang, whose eyes were sparkling like that, soon shook his head.

“Not possible. “If you talk to Abama, you will be hit not with a whip but with a pillar in Geunjeongjeon.”

Hyang, who had been shaking his head like that, sparkled his eyes again.

“But maybe? No… no….”

It was a scent that went back and forth about an event that stimulated the spirit of virtue.

* * *

The translation work, which was expected to proceed smoothly after being handed over to experts, was sluggish.

As expected, it was the Chinese characters that slowed down the work pace. Translating Arabic, Latin, and Greek into Chinese was a difficult task.

Eventually, Angelo got tired of translating and went to see Hassan.

They were two people, a Catholic priest and a Muslim, who were as incompatible as oil and water. However, thanks to the commonality of being ‘beings that are divided by fragrance’, the two were able to build a close relationship.

“How has the manager done so many translations so far?”

Hassan responded to Angelo’s complaint with a bitter smile.

“Of those translations, the work I did was not worth a penny.”

“Then what about the rest?”

“These are things that His Majesty the Crown Prince did.”

“Nonsense! “For something like that, it would take at least 10 years!”

Hassan added to Angelo’s words, which were full of disbelief.

“You’ve been translating since you were 8 years old. “He didn’t do it all day, but did it in between his classes and work at Area 51.”

Angelo let out a long sigh in response to Hassan’s answer, leaned back in his chair and muttered.

“Are you human?”

“It is true that you were born as Your Majesty’s first son. Phew~.”

Hassan, who drank his coffee with a sigh, spoke to Angelo.

“If Europeans found out about the existence of the Crown Prince, they would immediately call him a ‘living wonder.’”

“That much?”

“Among the things created in the research center and Area 51, there is not much that has not passed through the hands of the crown prince. ah! Except for the craftsman named Jang Yeong-sil! Now that I think about it… if the existence of Jang Yeong-sil becomes known…”

Hassan paused for a moment, looked at his fingers, and continued.

“There must be three living wonders in this Joseon.”

“three?”

“Your Majesty the Crown Prince. Jang Yeong-sil and….”

Hassan concluded by pointing in the direction of Gyeongbokgung Palace.

“Finally, Your Majesty the Prime Minister.”

* * *

It was after the creation of Hunminjeongeum that the translation work, which had been sluggish, accelerated.

Even before it was publicly announced to the public, Hunminjeongeum began to be used in government offices and educational institutions, and research institutes and Area 51 could not be left out of this.

No, the first place it was used was the research lab and Area 51.

This was unavoidable considering the characteristics of the research institute and Area 51. If you look at the languages currently used by the members, there are four: Korean, Arabic, Latin, and Greek. The document there was written in Chinese characters.

“We must use Hunminjeongeum in order to work comfortably!”

Because the difference between using Chinese characters and Hunminjeongeum was clearly visible, the research institute and Area 51 actively used Hunminjeongeum.

“First, let’s think about proper nouns later and translate them using Hunminjeongeum, starting with traditional Chinese sentences.”

“Yes sir.”

Those who received Hyang’s orders and resumed translation work shook their heads at the much improved efficiency.

“The king created this convenient writing system by himself? And that while looking at the busy government affairs?”

“Are you human?”

“Both the king and the prince are mysteries.”

“Look at the craftsman named Jang Yeong-sil. “Everything about this country is a mystery.”

“I agree.”

The story shared was soon recorded in Angelo’s letter and headed to Italy.

And the fragrance that censored this letter did not erase that part.

“If this happens, will it become proof of the history and tradition recognized by the world?”

It was a scent that was picked and eaten with a playful face.

* * *

The translation work, which had passed a critical juncture, resulted in a fierce war of words over proper nouns for diseases and human organs that contained medical terms.

“This is what Koreans use in Korea, so of course it has to be in Korean!”

Due to the strong claims of fragrance, everything was translated into Korean as much as possible.

Hyang muttered to himself as he led this entire process.

‘I absolutely refuse to go to the hospital and receive treatment and hear the specialist muttering incomprehensible Latin!’

And the results of such intense work were the books that ended up in King Sejong’s hands.

* * *

“Good work. “This will speed up the opening of military medical departments.”

“That’s right.”

“Hmm….”

After flipping through the translation once again, Sejong looked back.

“Surgery is also necessary in internal medicine, right?”

“That’s right.”

Sejong thought about Hyang’s answer for a moment and then came to a conclusion.

“We are planning to open a medical center to train doctors anyway, so we need to add a surgery department to the medical center as well. “What do you think?”

The ministers answered King Sejong’s question in unison.

“What a beautiful decision!”

“What a beautiful decision it is because it will make it easier for traumatized people to heal!”

When the ministers agreed, King Sejong looked back.

“then. Print these translations in large quantities.”

“The budget is a bit tight.”

“hey!”

Sejong, who was about to scream, soon let out a long sigh.

“Whoa~.Minister of Finance and Economy.”

At Sejong’s call, Kim Jeom forced himself to open his mouth.

“I will prepare a budget.”