Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 677

Episode 677: Yu Yu Sangjong (7)

When Heilangbang was collapsing in Liaoyang Castle, Hyang secretly called Wan.

“Did you call me?”

“There is a place you can go with me tomorrow night at midnight. “I will be sneaking around in disguise, so please do not reveal anything to the eavesdropping officers.”

Wan responded very nervously to Hyang’s expression and words, which were completely different from his usual expressions.

“yes. “I will do so.”

The next day, when Wan, taking off his robe and wearing civilian clothes, came out of the room, not the eunuchs but the eunuchs were waiting for him.

“I will guide you, Your Highness.”

“I know.”

Guarding Wan back, forth, left, and right, the Naegumwi headed behind Gangnyeongjeon.

There, incense, Naegeumwijang, and a group of Naegeumwi were waiting for Wan.

“Let’s go.”

“yes.”

The movement of the Hyang group continued under tight security.

Normally, even late at night, a small number of eunuchs and court ladies would be present to prepare for any unexpected events. But now those court ladies and eunuchs were nowhere to be seen, and the main streets were tightly guarded by the Naegeumwi.

After a while, Hyang and his party came out through a small side door on the east side of Gyeongbokgung Palace.

“Aren’t there too few security forces?”

When Wan saw that only Naegeumwi and a very small number of security forces were accompanying him, he asked Hyang, and Hyang slightly smiled and answered.

“The others will come soon.”

“yes?”

Wan, who was puzzled by Hyang’s answer, soon learned its meaning.

As soon as they turned the corner of the alley facing the side door, a group of men were waiting for them.

The men, wearing black long robes, black hats, and at least black cotton hats, holding long silver canes, bowed their heads in unison as soon as they saw the incense and gave a military salute in low voices.

“Jaeeumwiguk (在陰衛國).”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“I will take you there.”

Hyang and Wan and their group headed to Giru Alley, escorted by men dressed in black.

* * *

Wan’s expression was one of confusion as he walked around the alley following Hyang.

‘what? Are you going to Gibang? ‘Your Majesty?’

In general, fragrances were famous for not enjoying color. The women of the village consisted of one empress and two empresses.

‘What on earth? what?’

Wan’s confusion peaked the moment he entered the side gate of the famous Giru located in Bukchon.

‘Why did you leave the front door open? No matter how much you say it’s a well-dressed stealth operation, it’s a side door that only servants go in and out of?’

Hyang and his party entered Giru through the side door and headed towards the inner corner of Giru. Amidst the sound of music and the laughter of men and women across a wall, Hyang and his group quietly entered the small building located at the very back.

* * *

When Hyang entered the room, the two men waiting inside bowed, opened the closet door, and brought out a small wooden stand.

When I stepped on the pedestal and climbed over the closet, there was a small passage inside.

The place where Hyang and his party arrived along the passage was a tile-roofed house located across from Giru.

As the incense came out of the passage, all the men waiting inside stood up and saluted.

“Re-eumwiguk.”

“It’s a lot of hardship. “Where did you put the dead?”

“I will take you there.”

A small altar was placed where the incense and bowl were directed, and on top of the altar were three urns.

After looking at the urn for a moment, he burned incense in the incense burner placed on the altar and bowed deeply.

“omg!”

At the sight of Hyang bowing towards the urn, Wan screamed in a low voice without realizing it.

The scent was the emperor. It was etiquette for the emperor not to bow to anyone except when bowing to heaven during ceremonial ceremonies.

But now, Hyang was bowing more politely than ever.

After bowing twice to the dead, Hyang ordered Wan.

“These are loyalists who died while working for the empire. “Please show courtesy.”

At Hyang’s command, Wan bowed to the urn.

When Wan bowed and stepped back, Hyang looked back at Naegeumwijang.

“My gold camouflage.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Naegeumwijang took out a small wooden box from his pocket and presented it to Hyang. After receiving the wooden box from Naegeumwijang, Hyang opened the lid of the wooden box to check inside and handed it out to the man standing in front of her.

The man politely accepted the wooden box and took out the things inside. What the man was holding in his hand was a black wooden crown. The head of Dujeong, which was slightly larger than a drinking glass, had the Samtaegeuk engraved in gold.

The man inserted the three crowns with the Samtaegeuk engraved on them into the holes drilled in the wall behind the altar.

Wan’s eyes lit up when he saw that. On the wall where the head had just been inserted, there were already close to 30 heads of the same shape.

About half an hour later, Hyang and his party returned to Gyeongbokgung Palace. Wan, who had remained silent until then, could not overcome his curiosity and asked Hyang.

“Your Majesty, who are they?”

“They are wheat.”

* * *

Hyang returned to Gangnyeongjeon and sent everyone out except Naegeumjang.

With only my stomach left, I started talking to Hyang Eun-wan about wheat wiping.

“The Militia are people who move in the dark to protect the empire and the emperor. “They are the first and last to shed blood to protect the empire and the emperor.”

Starting with this, Hyang continued to give Wan a detailed explanation about Milwi and Bidawi.

As Hyang’s explanation went on, Wan’s expression changed from surprise to concern.

“…That’s it.”

After Hyang finished asking Hyang, Wan took a moment to gather his thoughts and asked Hyang.

“I’m from the sword world. Is that okay?”

“These are people who have passed their own verification. And so far, they have faithfully performed their duties.”

“But you don’t know whether it will be like that in the future, right? Wouldn’t it be better to select the right people from the military and deploy them?”

“That would be nice too. But there is a problem. “The organization may become rigid and the eyes and ears may become blocked.”

Hyang told Wan why such selection was problematic.

-An organization that handles information must be flexible. No, it would be good for all organizations to have such flexibility, but it is difficult. In particular, the military is the most rigid organization. The personality itself doesn’t suit me.

-The most important task of the Milwi is information collection. This information comes from other countries, but there is also internal information. In order to properly secure internal information, people must be planted at various levels. However, if you limit the qualifications to join the Mill Commission, you will lose the ability to look at various classes.

“Ah…”

Wan nodded at Hyang’s explanation. Looking at Wan like that, Hyang added.

“There is a big difference between how people from the lower class look at the Sangmin and how the Sangmin look at the Sangmin. Therefore, the selection of talent for milwi is left to milwi. Of course, it is true that, as you said, there is a risk that people with disqualifications or with different minds may come in. That is why the National Intelligence and Finance Committee is involved in the review process.”

At Hyang’s words, Wan looked at Naegeumwijang without realizing it. Looking at Naegeumwijang, who nodded with an expression full of pride, Wan also nodded.

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“How do you finance your operating budget?”

“70% from the imperial family and 30% are self-procured.”

“Is self-procurement possible?”

“Don’t you have a stoma?”

“I understand that there are separate jeonju (錢主) in Giru.”

Hyang responded to Wan’s point by lightly caressing the solar plexus area.

“Thanks to this, the expenses were a bit high in the beginning.”

“Ah…”

Wan, who understood what Hyang meant, asked the question again.

“Are you going to continue to insist on secret operations in the future?”

“What do you think?”

In response to Hyang’s question, Wan thought about this and that before cautiously opening his mouth.

“Wouldn’t it be difficult?”

“why?”

Wan carefully explained his thoughts.

-According to Hyang’s explanation, Milwi has a fairly long history. That means that there are quite a few people who have noticed the existence of Milwi to some extent.

-No matter how loyal the subjects are to the empire, they would feel repulsed if they knew that there were people who would not dig up their secrets and could directly reveal their secrets to the emperor.

-If so, these people in power will try to remove or share Milwi.

“Hmm…”

Hyang, who had been nodding at Wan’s explanation, asked the question again.

“Then what choice do you think they will make?”

“If it were them, they would choose to share. This is because if you hastily try to get rid of Milwi, you may end up suffering the opposite. I would rather share than take that risk. And they are most likely to choose the budget as a means of sharing.”

“It’s the budget… That’s right, the budget is the surest sword.”

Hyang agreed with Wan and asked again.

“Then what are you going to do?”

“I will show, but I will not show everything; I will share, but I will not share everything. But I will make them think they have seen everything and have shared everything.”

In response to Wan, Hyang slapped his knee and smiled broadly.

“ha ha ha! That’s right! So when are you going to implement it? For your information, this father will endure until the end.”

At Hyang’s words, Wan instantly became tearful. However, Wan immediately corrected his expression and accepted the words.

“I plan to hold on until Soja holds up as well.”

“Have a hard time.”

“…yes.”

* * *

After Wan finished the conversation and left the room, Hyang looked back at Naegeumwijang.

“What do you think?”

“I think we are already fully prepared.”

“Is that so?”

Hyang looked very satisfied and nodded.

In fact, King Sejong and Hyang had already decided on the possibility of Milwi’s existence being revealed and the solution to it. And the conclusion was almost identical to what Wan said just now.

In other words, Chairman Naegeum’s statement was an assessment that Wan appears to be fully prepared to run the government even if he takes over.

Hyang smiled and thought about the future.

“After about five years, the situation will come back and Wan’s eldest son will be officially recognized as the third grandson, right? Then, wouldn’t it be okay to elect him or take charge of the government and take care of the burden to Shinji?”

Naegeumwijang seemed a little worried at Hyang’s words and gave some advice.

“Still, wouldn’t it be better to lay the foundation through proxy administration for about three years?”

“What is there to worry about when you are in such a situation?”

Naegeumwijang closed his mouth at Hyang’s words.

Perhaps Hyang’s ‘making a healthy pig’ was successful, and King Sejong was in quite good health. Especially after going to Shinji, I felt more energetic, perhaps because my mental burden had been relieved.

‘I received a message that there would be no problem for at least 10 years…’

Recalling the letter from the previous commander, Naegeumwi, who followed King Sejong to Shinji, Naegeumwi did some calculations.

-The crown prince has already reached adulthood.

-While responsible for the operation of Area 51 and the research institute, he was also properly trained in administrative duties.

-In about 5 years, many of the ministers will be replaced, and there will be fewer old people who will put pressure on the crown prince.

-Even if it exists, the situation is even more worn out than that and will not stand still.

After calculating up to that point, Director Naegeum came to a rather positive decision.

‘I think it’ll be okay? The problem is that the crown prince must be having a hard time.’

Captain Naegeum smiled bitterly inwardly as he recalled the news he heard through the merchant ship.

Wan said this while looking at Hwangson, who had just turned two years old.

“Grow up quickly! “You need to grow up quickly so I can study Bhikkhu and Nalteul with peace of mind!”