Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 752

Episode 752: The Emperor of the Second Class (5)

At Zhou Gyeonshen’s firm answer, Pil-Il burst into laughter.

“Now we’re like sleeping dragons.”

“I will always be me.”

“Yes, a sleeping dragon is always a sleeping dragon.”

Pisang concluded his speech with a smile and fell into silence with his arms crossed. Pil-il, who had an unusually serious face, looked at Joo Gyeon-sim in silence, and Joo Gyeon-sim swallowed dry saliva and looked at Pil-il and the other comrades.

When the silence was going on, Pil-Soo opened his mouth.

“It’s natural for a boy to have a dream of flying into the sky. Jamryong. “Can you give us a place above all else?”

“It may be difficult right now, but Geumsoon and you will always be by my side until I die.”

“It’s Geumsoon until the end….”

Pi-pil, who was bursting into laughter, seemed to have made up his mind.

“Let’s dream the dream you dream together. “What about other comrades?”

Other comrades who had remained silent in response to the essential question also corrected their thoughts and answered.

“I want to dream with you, too.”

“It’s not the sky of Seoul, it’s the sky of Nanjing, but let’s fly nicely.”

“If you want a sleeping dragon to fly, you have to fly properly. “That way we can fly nicely.”

As the comrades of Jamryonghoe expressed their participation one by one, Seokjun spoke to Joo Gyeonsim.

“As I said earlier, we are an empire. I will not even think about doing anything that is harmful to the empire, and I will not do anything. If that were the case, I wouldn’t hesitate to leave you. No matter how good the sweetness of power is. “Can you promise never to do anything that would be harmful to the empire?”

Joo Gyeon-sim responded to Seok-jun’s words immediately, as if he didn’t have to think twice.

“You answered me earlier, right? “I swear to the gods of heaven and earth that something like that will never happen as long as I remain on the throne.”

“What happens after you die?”

“I’m honestly not sure about that.”

Seok-jun, seeing Joo Gyeon-sim’s expression of uncertainty, burst into laughter.

“So I actually have more faith. Good. “Then I will join you.”

“Thank you!”

Joo Gyeon-sim was truly grateful for Seok-jun’s joining.

-It’s not because we play, but if we do it right, no one will get hurt!

Seokjun was the one who best suited the words that Jamryonghoe’s comrades, including Joo Gyeonsim, always used in their mouths.

The first exam I passed at Lee Academy last time was also the result of only three months of preparation.

“If Seokjun had supported that guy’s connections, he would have been hanging out at Gyeongbokgung Palace by now.”

A dragon that cannot ascend to heaven because of a narrow pond.

This was the evaluation of Seokjun by those around him.

* * *

Beneath the pavilion where Jamryonghoe was talking seriously, several beggars were lying down scratching their backs.

However, these were not just beggars, but disguised agents of the Milwi who came out to monitor the Jamryonghoe.

The leader of the mill, who was pretending to be drunk and smelling like alcohol, raised a gourd to his mouth and gave an order.

“Tell them that an in-depth investigation into the members of the Sleepy Dragon Association is needed.”

“yes.”

As the subordinate who received the order left without a sound, one of the subordinates next to him quietly asked.

“Wouldn’t the existing research be enough?”

“Until now, I was the friend of the abandoned prince, but from now on I am the close friend and favorite of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. I need to dig into more detail. “We need to start with what the personalities of their parents are and find out as much as possible the true nature hidden behind those middle school diseases.”

“Oh, I see. “Then I will prepare.”

“So be it.”

The leader who gave orders to his subordinates muttered softly.

“It’s time to take off these rags.”

* * *

The best social status to steal the hearts of the people was a beggar. This was because few people paid attention to the groveling beggars with their dirty faces and rags on their faces.

However, beggars were not suitable for situations that required going deeper. In this case, it had to be changed to a different form.

As time passed, the appearance of Milwi changed a lot. In the early days of its establishment, activities were mainly centered around Gibang, so the appearance of Geomgye alone was sufficient.

But as time went by, I had to get information from more and more sources. Many of those places were difficult to access due to the appearance of the sword world, and the agents of Milwi needed another appearance.

It wasn’t just that.

Those who came in to steal the empire’s secrets came disguised with various identities and appearances. In order to find this, Milwi’s agents also needed to be more and more diverse.

Thanks to this, Milwi’s field agents had a variety of appearances. While there were agents who skillfully disguised themselves as multiple identities, there were also those who operated with only one appearance and identity. In the former case, there were many people working on the front lines, and in the latter case, most of them were operating intermediate bases or targeting the upper class.

Those who retained the form of the earliest Milwi were a strike force in charge of military force.

* * *

Because of this situation, the members of the Jamryonghoe became the objects of surveillance and observation, both yin and yang.

The sheep were the officials in the management office.

“The Emperor of Ming has asked me to go with you. “Did you hear the story?”

“Yes, I heard.”

“So have you decided?”

“Yes, I will go with you.”

“It won’t be easy, right?”

“How can it be easy to pursue a great cause with close friends?”

After hearing the answers of the Jamryonghoe members, the official made a strange expression.

“You are working in the Ming Dynasty, not the Empire. Territorialism is basically a place full of all kinds of scheming tricks. “If you only think about the heroic stories in the stories, you’ll get yourself into big trouble.”

“I am prepared.”

“I’m not so stupid that I can’t tell the difference between reality and nonsense.”

The official smiled bitterly and muttered to himself at the answers of the Jamryonghoe members.

‘Everyone said he was a middle school student…. That serious bravado…’

“Big! “Keuhum!”

The official cleared his throat to clear his expression and thoughts and got straight to the point.

“Submit to the management office a copy of your family register and a copy of your academic records from Social Ministries School and Middle School.”

“Even if it’s a copy of the family register, why the sexual records?”

The official added an explanation to the puzzled looks of the members who were asked for something unexpected.

“These people are known to be part of the emperor’s inner circle, so shouldn’t we know whether they are stupid or smart? In addition, the transcript includes an evaluation of your behavior while studying. “Shouldn’t the government know to some extent what kind of people you are in order to predict the future?”

“Ah…”

The official came to a conclusion after seeing the Jamryonghoe members nodding their heads.

“Submit it within three days. “I am Hwangmyeong.”

“yes. “I will do as you command.”

The interesting thing is that although the Jamryonghoe members did not know, their sexual records had already been secretly entered into the management office. The purpose was to compare the records submitted by Jamryonghoe members with those secretly obtained to understand their personalities.

In this way, while the officials in the management office moved in bright areas, the agents of the Secret Service moved in the shadows.

The agents of the Milwi who infiltrated the store, sometimes as customers and sometimes as day laborers, figured out the personalities of not only the members of the Jamryonghoe, but also their parents and other family members.

And the information thus obtained was well organized and submitted to Wan.

After receiving the report, Wan visited Sejong and exchanged opinions.

“…There doesn’t seem to be any problem with your personality. “It is especially fortunate that there are no people who see becoming the emperor’s favorite as an opportunity for corruption.”

Sejong nodded at Wan’s words.

“I agree. It could be seen as a good move for someone with poor character to blind the new emperor and ruin the Ming Dynasty, but the new emperor’s foundation is too weak for that to happen. “If you do it wrong, you will only end up losing a good hand.”

“That’s right. “Now all that remains is the question of marriage.”

Sejong immediately responded to Wan’s words.

“The Duke of Anpyeong has already sent someone for that part, so good news will come soon.”

* * *

While work was going on at Gyeongbokgung Palace, Geumsun’s house had the atmosphere of a mourning house.

As soon as the rumor spread that Zhou Jianxin would become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Jinsun’s house became a mourning house.

“Oh my dear! That’s why I told you not to hang out like that!”

Geumsun’s mother, who heard the rumor, immediately covered her head and lay down.

The whole neighborhood knew that Joo Gyeon-sim was only following Geum-sun.

Therefore, Geum-soon’s parents not only advised her not to hang out with Zhou Gyeon-sim, but sometimes even beat her with a cane.

Despite doing that, the relationship between Geum-soon and Joo Gyeon-sim was getting closer little by little, and Geum-sun’s parents were feeling completely heartbroken.

“Why is it that a famous country is also a prince!”

* * *

During this time, families marrying foreigners were gradually appearing in Seoul.

There were cases where foreign students who came to study in Seoul and imperial women married and started families.

Of course, there were some funny back stories to this marriage.

Most of those who came to study in the empire were energetic men in their 20s. As a result, there were frequent cases of crossing the line with imperial women, and at this time, the imperial court stepped in.

“What do you want to do? Are you going to get married or not? For your information, if you don’t get married, we will punish you for terrorizing women. Oh one more thing! “In our empire, the crime of terrorizing a woman is capital punishment.”

Most of the international students who heard this chose to get married. Then the empire added one more thing here.

“With things going this way, why not just become an imperial citizen? “If you want to get married and receive proper support, it’s better to become an imperial citizen.”

In the end, foreign students who married imperial women became imperial citizens.

In other cases, imperial soldiers or merchant sailors living overseas married local women. However, in this case, there was not much resistance.

* * *

In this way, marrying a foreigner became a familiar situation, but the problem was the judgment.

-Son of the King of Liaodong who started the last war

-Abandoned prince.

Because of this background, Geum-sun’s parents were upset.

In this situation, the news that Zhou Jianxin had become emperor added fuel to the fire.

As soon as they heard the rumor, Geumsoon and her parents turned pale and sat down.

“ruined!”

“Oh my, you bitch!”

“Mom, what should I do!”

The despairing Geumsoon family hugged each other and cried.

Even though they scolded Geum-sun, her parents expected that Joo Gyeon-sim and Geum-sun would become partners.

-There are various reasons for disqualification, but Zhou Gyeonsim has been abandoned.

-There is no need to return to Ming.

-There is a difference in status, but as long as you cannot return to the Ming, there is no major problem.

-Since the rumor has spread enough anyway, the only one who can take Geum-sun away is Joo Gyeon-sim.

But when Zhou Jianxin became emperor, everything went wrong.

-Not just an abandoned prince, but an emperor. The vast difference in status cannot be overcome.

-The rumor has already spread, so there is no house to take Geum-soon to. In the past, concubines would have been accepted, but now the empire prohibits concubines.

Because of this situation, Geum-soon locked herself in her room and her mother lay down with her head wrapped.

* * *

While the whole house was in the mood of a mourning house, the elderly man visited Geum-sun’s house.

“Are you there?”

“Nuch?”

In response to a question asked by someone who worked at Geumsun’s house, the man revealed his identity.

“The Duke of Anpyeong sent it.”

“yes? “Wait a minute!”