Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 885
Episode 885. When the two old men moved
for Chilhyeongeum, Sangyeop quietly sat across from Yeonjeokha.
And I looked at Namcheon Yeonjeokha with deep eyes.
Last winter in Chengdu, Sichuan Province, I couldn’t talk to him for a long time.
It’s because he doesn’t give his side because he’s busy.
From that day on, whenever a story about him came up, I naturally listened to it with concentration.
Then I suddenly thought that this might be fate.
Maybe it’s because of the seven cash.
Artists have an object of inspiration.
When I play a melody that contains longing or sorrow, I think of him at some point.
It is often said that when you are in love, your tone deepens.
Every time I thought of him, the color of Chilhyeongeum became brighter and deeper.
Like that, the feeling of being alone deepened each time he played the chilhyeongeum.
At first, it didn’t matter whether he recognized her love or not.
Missing someone is free.
Then one day, I heard a rumor that he had destroyed a famous religious shrine.
It was then that I suddenly felt the desire to see him again.
If we meet again, I will not let him go, acting as foolishly as before.
Of course, I know that he has a wife and children.
But aren’t three wives and four concubines basic for a hero?
I don’t have the confidence to dare to fight for love against Namgoong-yeon, the queen of 10 battles.
If I can share feelings with Yeonjeokha, I’m satisfied even if it’s not a concubine, but a passing relationship.
When I thought that way, I couldn’t stay at Chengdu any longer.
In the end, he moved to Namjikryeseong with only one chilhyeongeum, and Crown Prince Namgung settled down nearby.
A long aspiration for him has finally come to fruition today.
When Sang-yeop’s eyes met, Yeon Jeok-ha asked.
“What do you have to say?”
“Thank you for the grace you gave to the heavenly woman.”
“I think I’ve said that before…”
“Please give me a chance to reciprocate.”
“How are you going to repay me?”
Yeon-jeok-ha, who likes freebies, did not dissuade Sang-yeop, who dared to reciprocate.
“Since that day, I have never forgotten Eun-gong.”
That’s true.
Even if it was only his own imagination, he was already a lover who was in love with her.
“So?”
Yeon Jeok-ha stared at Sang-yeop.
I don’t know how much I put in so much effort to give you something great.
Sang-yeop was frustrated when Yeonjeok-ha couldn’t understand him even though he expressed his feelings around him.
Looking at his chubby expression, he was far from a woman.
I was happy, but at the same time, I sighed.
Rather than rushing in, I think I should slowly wet him like a mist.
“The girl lost her parents early, and the only thing left is this seven-stringed money. I’m trying to repay Confucius’ favor with a seven-stringed string performance, so please allow me to do so.”
“all right. Try it.”
“In return, I want to play ten songs for Eun-gong. Is that okay?”
“is it so.”
I didn’t think it was a big deal and allowed it.
It’s because I’ve seen a lot of chilhyeongeum playing in Juru.
When Yeon Jeok-ha gave permission, Sang-yeop smiled brightly and called the owner.
“What’s going on?”
“I decided to let Namcheon Daehyeop hear my performance, so please guide me to a quiet room.”
The owner did not say anything and escorted Yeon Jeok-ha and Sang-yeop to a room on the second floor.
After a while, Yeon Jeok-ha and Sang-yeop sat face-to-face with a simple wine table in between.
Ting-Ding-Ding-Too-Woong-!
The lonely melody of ‘Jang Jeong-won-man’ resonated throughout the room.
Sangyeop’s mournful voice made the seven-hyeongeum rhythm even more pitiful.
“The willows of the branches are all blown away by the wind, and the willows in front of the door are deeply green [漸吹盡 枝頭香象 是處人家 綠深門戶]…” ‘Jang Jeong-won-man’ is the signature of Kang Ki (詞)
. It is the words of a person.
When he was young, he met a singer in Hefei and fell in love with each other. Jang Jeong-won is the only one who sang the sadness and longing following the breakup with Giga.
To Sang-yeop, ‘Jang Jeong-won’ was not just another person’s story.
Didn’t Yeon Jeok-ha and himself, who met again in Hefei, resemble Kang-ki and Ga-gi, whose name was unknown?
Even on this floor, it is no different from the seat next to the masters of both home and abroad.
Now he is old and crooked, but his heart is a man who knows art.
As he went in and out until the threshold of Juru and Giru was worn out, he immediately saw through Jang Jeong-won’s inner meaning.
“Huh! That bitch is pushing her whole body. i envy you. I envy you.”
Tang Yun-mang, who had been hiding behind studying at the Tang family, could not understand the meaning of Sim Tong.
“Sim go. What do you mean?”
“Are your ear canals blocked? Can’t you hear the mournful voice of a woman named Sang-yeop?”
“What about that?”
“Tsk! Hahaha, since I’ve lived my whole life kneading poison, how can I know the arts?”
“So, are you saying Sang-yeop is doing something like that to Jang-joo?”
“If you pretend, you should understand. I can understand it just by the fact that you brought Confucius into the room.”
“Jang-joo with Sang-yeop?”
“Didn’t a hero originally say that having three wives and four concubines is not evil? Our Confucius also needs to have a wider perspective now.”
“Does having a woman broaden your horizons?”
“When you court women, your thoughts naturally change.”
“Do the shit. That’s why I’ll be chasing gisaengs all my life.”
“joy! What do you know about Pungryu?”
Heartache snorted.
He actually wanted Yeon Jeok-ha to meet Sang-yeop to relieve his stuffy feelings.
So I pricked up my ears and hoped that the sound of the seven strings would stop.
However, the chilhyeongeum performance did not know how to stop.
‘what? Sang-yeob wouldn’t have taken me to the room just to play.’
when he tilts his head
The tired sound of the chilhyeongeum suddenly stopped.
Simtong and Tangunmang raised their gong power and focused on the sound coming out of them.
“I only played three songs, but my fingers hurt. I guess I was too engrossed. I’ll take a break and listen to it again.”
Sang-yeop stopped playing and diligently touched his red-hot fingers.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching her like that, moved her hips as if she would wake up.
“Would you like to wake up?”
“If you play until your fingers hurt, that’s enough. I heard you.”
Sang-yeop hurriedly pushed the chilhyeongeum to one side and stood up.
“The cheonnyeo wants to pour a glass of alcohol to Eun-gong…. Please allow it.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha reluctantly sat down, Sang-yeop lightly approached him.
She was about to sit down, but her body wouldn’t go down.
As she tried to sit down somehow, she heard the voice of Yeonjeokha in her ears.
“Don’t even think about sitting next to me.”
“yes? Why?”
“I am a married man.”
“The cheonnyeo just wanted to pour a drink for Eungong…”
“I like the word Yeokjisaji (易地思之). If another man scoffs at my wife to repay the favor… I will kill him. Maybe my wife thinks the same as me? So, are you going to risk your life for a glass of alcohol?”
“I…”
Sang-yeop hesitated, embarrassed by such an enormous statement.
Soon after, when his body was freed, Sang-yeop carefully removed his fortune.
“Ever since receiving help from Eun-gong last winter, the thought of Eun-gong has not left my head. Whenever I played the chilhyeongeum, it seemed that Eun-gong was listening. Eventually, I came to Hapbi. Is that a sin so great that you die?”
“I’m not very smart, so I can’t say anything difficult, so I’ll just tell you this. I have no feelings for Sang So Jeo. And me and my wife can’t stand the other person babbling next to their spouse.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha said that he kept babbling, Sang-yeop was moved.
I don’t know why you disparage your own noble heart in such a way.
“Please answer me! Is it a mortal sin to fall in love with Eun-gong? No matter how high the martial arts of 10 warriors are, isn’t it wrong to kill people carelessly? The Namgung family is not Sapa!”
When Sang-yeop suddenly tripped on Namgung-yeon and fell, Yeon Jeok-ha’s eyes went wild.
“Sang So-so. work on it If anyone curses at my sister, she will die by my hand. Who do you think I am? Empress Dowager Ten and I are one body. And sometime after Empress Dowager Tenjeon became the person of Seokgyeongjang, Namgungse is still Taryeong! If you fool around in front of me again, I will break the seven strings.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha, who was kind to him, threatened, Sang-yeop shrugged.
Come to think of it, I forgot to get drunk with my own feelings, but the other person was Tae Sang-ho of Green Forest.
‘Men die just by making eye contact with me… Why is this person like this?’
No, rather than that, the place he made to reveal his love affair was like this, so the future was dark.
While Sang-yeop hesitated, Yeon-jeok-ha quickly went outside.
Left alone, Sangyeop poured the bottle into his mouth.
‘I’m blind. I’m sprained.’
To say that the world’s upper class fell in love with a man struggling in the width of his wife’s skirt.
I am ashamed and afraid that others will find out.
By the way, you’d kill anyone if you snickered at your spouse?
They’re a pretty brutal couple.
Namgoong-yeon is known as the 10th incarnation of the world. Even so, who is going to pounce on a lesser-born enemy!
“Bad baby. Fight the famous cult and die!”
She cursed Yeonjeokha, but on the other hand, she was madly envious of Namgungyeon.
As she got drunk, she sobbed and approached the chilhyeongeum and started playing.
Simtong, who was drinking with Yeon Jeok-ha on the first floor, laughed poodle-poodle when he heard the sound of a seven-stringed string from above.
“Heh heh. The sound of the girl’s seven strings seems to reach the sky. You could call it a malignant one.”
Then, Yeonjeokha frowned.
“Don’t even bring up the subject. I learned a great lesson this time.”
“What lesson?”
“Looks like I have a demon. I shouldn’t even make eye contact with women.”
“It’s not because Confucius has a demonic nature. Originally, the girls on this floor cling to the man like a leech when he thinks he’s a little sane.”
“Are you undermining my demonic nature?”
“I’m not saying this as a disparagement, but because Confucius doesn’t seem to know the physiology of this floor yet.”
Then the net of luck intervened.
“Lord Jang. Don’t listen to Simga’s nonsense. From earlier, he was making noise as if he were the god of windmills.”
“what? this old man What does a kid who has never held a woman’s wrist at that age know about interjecting?”
It is when heartache and dangyunmang quarrel.
About a dozen men who appeared to be merchants rushed in.
They hurriedly settled down and whispered with nervous faces as soon as they sat down.
“It looks like the Demonic Cult will commit suicide very properly in Hogwangseong. Didn’t you say that the Baekhwagung in Mt. Golmos was massacred?”
“It’s not just the Flower Palace. Eunshi’s Cheonbangmun and Shincheonbang didn’t even survive a single ant cub.”
“I heard that Musan County was also swept away? Only the priestess’s palace is safe, right?”
“Because half of the students in the Maiden’s Palace were banned from the beginning, I went in from the very beginning.”
“After hearing the rumors, I wasn’t as prone to it. They say they even help the masters of the Demonic Cult sleep.”
“Why were those Madou so quiet in Sichuan?”
“It was because the Sichuan Murim League did not resist them.”
“When did Ho Guangseong resist?”
“I think so. Sichuan Province gave me a chance, so why did Huguang Province get wiped out?”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been quietly listening to the merchants, asked Sim-tong.
“What do you think is the reason they didn’t even give Hu-Kwang Castle a chance to choose?”
“There is a Sichuan Murim League in Sacheon, but there is no such thing as Ho Kwang-seong.