I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 153



[Episode 153] The road to release

If you’re going to be in trouble for a day it’s better to have a familiar face.

And during my last visit Daejeongmunju’s selection of snacks was unusual.

So it was a time when the selection of the Qing Dynasty was about to take place.

“This is my first time at Kangho so I want to gain as much experience as possible. “Staying at a guesthouse is one of them.”

Tang Nan-ah indirectly refused.

That’s what Cheong heard.

For your information ‘Jega’ in this case elevates the self to a higher level than ‘Sonyeoga’ and is a rigid vocabulary choice.

Although it was a sharp refusal it was also a strong attitude that meant that there would be no rebuttal.

“iced coffee. Then there is nothing we can do. “Then can I at least treat you to a meal?”

“I don’t have enough travel expenses to be indebted to you.”

“Is that so…”

Aside from Wang Sun-seok the other military officers greeting him slumped their shoulders.

I think it’s a haughty attitude that is typical of the Murim Oh Hwa.

Cheong thought there was something to it but since he was not traveling alone he had to accommodate his companions as well.

After staring at Tang Nan-ah until the end he left the men who thought that the carriage would become transparent if they stared intently and took a seat.

“But why? “Wouldn’t it be nice to sleep in for a day?”

“This guy. Where in the world is anything free? “Everyone is already planning to go to the martial arts competition so it’s annoying if you secretly say you want to come along.”

“Is that so?”

“Sister can you possibly do that? “How could a man dare ask you to accompany him when there are three of you?”

In fact asking women to accompany one another on a moving trip is an informal form of disrespect.

Need further explanation?

It was a perfect tactic to go beyond the times and criticize that woman by calling her a crazy bastard.

“Oh?”

Qing then looked at Zhuge Yi-hyeon.

Did anyone ask to go together? With the look in your eyes.

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“Oops. You were indifferent to Joongwon’s affairs. “I’m Zhuge aren’t I?”

The choice of words that were not ignorant was a word that revealed Jegal Yi-hyeon’s personality well.

It was an answer that had multiple meanings at the same time.

In a good way it means that since the Zhuge family’s aesthetic standards are well known they will not take it as a trick even if they ask him to accompany them.

In another sense it meant that there would be no reason to flirt in that way once the Zhuge Dynasty was around.

Moreover she is a chair sister to the Taoist elders and elders. The picture of Zhuge Dynasty together with the Tang Dynasty’s Jin Jade Yeop Tang Nan-ah seemed natural and it was the way the highest classes of the Central Plains interacted with each other.

“Then isn’t it hard to ask me to go with you even if I sleep over? “Is there really a need to be on guard?”

“Oh my gosh. You must know the dangers of that beauty. “Even if we ask you to accompany us we have no real reason to refuse so if we say we will endure the shame can’t you just say that?”

Then Tang Nan-ah added a word.

“that’s right. “Cheongah needs to know how pretty you are.”

“hmm. “It’s not that bad.”

Anyway it was around early evening.

Instead of eating a light breakfast and lunch Jungwon people eat a very large dinner.

However farmers who make up the absolute majority of the population may not agree but farmers are roughly somewhere between people and livestock so they were not considered middle-class people.

Of course Cheong ate three generous meals a day but he still ate dinner the most out of all of them.

Because they are made and sold in bulk many dishes can only be ordered in the evening.

If you get acupuncture before going to bed the paralysis will wear off around lunchtime so you can eat dinner on your own.

I guess the speed at which they were feeding me made me feel a bit frustrated as I had to swallow it all and then eat it.

After eating dinner and digesting food I took a walk around Namyang Lake. After playing I got acupuncture and went to sleep.

It wasn’t a diary so I didn’t write it down anywhere but I would say it was somewhat fun.

Afterwards I took a bath lay down got acupuncture lay down in the best room leaned against my sister-in-law and fell asleep. It was a normal day.

I feel sorry that when Gyeon Po-hee asked me to share a room with him I kept refusing because I didn’t know Jungwon culture so these days I share the same bed every day.

When I was at Jegal’s house I asked Jegal Lee Hyeon if I might have misunderstood and the answer I got was clear.

Roughly a week ago.

Jegal Yi-hyun the most intelligent among muscular men said.

“If you are sisters sharing the same bed covering yourself with the same blanket and sleeping while hugging each other isn’t that a form of friendship that is worthy of a story?”

“Are you saying something funny?”

“That’s right. In the past the three great heroes of Yu Hyeon-deok and Gwanunjang Jang Ik-deok also shared the same bed hugged each other and shared warmth so the world praised them as the most fraternal brothers.”

What is the point of sleeping widely apart while sharing the same bed?

When times are really difficult you have to endure the cold with each other’s body heat on a cheap bed the size of a booger with a cheap blanket that doesn’t keep you warm to become a truly friendly relationship.

“uh? “Those three?”

“So when Yu Hyeon-deok brought Jo Ja-ryong to his bed Jo Ja-ryong was so moved that he shed tears. He served him faithfully for the rest of his life and in the diary of his ancestor Zhuge Liang he also recorded his emotions when General Yu first invited him to sleep with him.”

This is an example of Liu Bei’s political use of bed sharing.

“uh. hmm. okay.”

I wake up a bit too much.

Is this the reality of the Three Kingdoms?

I guess it’s because it’s a different world right?

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It wasn’t like this in your hometown right?

“On the other hand the guy called Jo Jeok did not share the same bed as his cousin so in contrast to this Yu Hyeon-deok has the aspect of inviting subordinates to his bed in order to make a name for himself as a benevolent person in the world.”

“The choice of words is a bit strange.”

Of course it only literally means that they slept close together in the same bed without any unpleasant incidents.

A bit much for modern sensibilities.

Ugh ugh.

“Some say that if Cao Zuo had slept with Sima Yi even once the master of the world would never have changed.”

“Cao Cao was ruined because he didn’t sleep with Sima Yi?”

hmm? Was Cao Cao ruined?

Didn’t he die because his head was broken by Hwata?

This is exactly the level of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that I skimmed through through comics.

Cheong barely knew the names of famous people and barely knew them at the level of rewriting history.

“If you were an adult who shared a bed with your father would you have dared to tease him and make fun of him when he was almost like a stepfather?”

What may be a little unfair to Jojo is that Jojo’s family is basically wealthy so there has never been a time when they were so difficult or poor that they had to overcome it with just one bed.

It was a contrast to how the three brothers slept together even after Liu Bei settled down in the castle.

However since Liu Bei is a married man and it has been difficult for the three brothers to get together since they settled down and since all three of them are alcoholics who live and die from alcohol they would eat in their room and then straighten out and go straight to bed.

When Cheong was in college he also had many memories of flocking to his department drinking alcohol and then being packed neatly into a motel room and sleeping together as a group.

They just said that the friendship of sleeping while hugging each other under the same blanket was a beautiful story.

It means that no one actually does that.

I didn’t say that what everyone does is a good story.

Nevertheless Zhuge Yi-hyeon explained it with special emphasis.

It wasn’t to trouble Cheong.

There was just a minor misunderstanding.

On the contrary Jegal Yi-hyeon who interpreted it as a kind heart to help the sisters was impressed.

She’s not my sister she’s my sister so don’t treat her carelessly.

So Jegal Yi-hyeon said in a euphemistic way that he would know her well from now on and treat her as his sister so stop now.

However since it was a too high-level expression for Cheong to understand he just ended up wondering if this was a cultural difference.

I was shocked to learn the true identity of Yoo Hyeon-deok.

In fact the only people in the world who were truly close to him were his two sworn brothers and he was actually a shady big-eared bastard who imitated a saintly gentleman through his political acting.

Of course it can be said that Mr. Yoo who tried to pretend to be a good person even though he was dark on the inside is much better than Mr. Jo who has a social development disorder born without knowing guilt due to a genetic disease.

Even Mr. Cho’s guilt and lack of empathy are inherited.

Sima Yi who cut off that line can be said to be the world’s true charlatan.

Moreover he even achieved the feat of tearing the Chinese nation into pieces into the Five Tigers and Sixteen Kingdoms!

He was truly a saint who lived blessedly and happily for eternity next to the highest throne in heaven.

And again in the present.

After a good night’s rest in Xinyang Cheong and his party started their journey back to Gaebong in the north.

As we passed through small towns and villages something finally happened.

“oh.”

It was Dannan-ah who started basting while changing the angle of cooking saying she had a knack for it.

However this was one of the contraindications of acupuncture.

“Do you want to keep spitting and making ominous exclamations?”

“My long needle…”

That’s because breaking the needle like this is the perfect act to eat.

This is why the needle must be inserted perpendicular to the affected area by gently tapping without applying force.

However he viciously grabbed the needle with his fist and shook it while fucking it so there was no way that the needle which was just a thin and long needle could survive.

Tang Nan-ah was in tears.

The beloved tool that had been used for a long time broke and the needles that Tangnan used were not ordinary needles.

It was a masterpiece among masterpieces and a masterpiece among masterpieces that a famous acupuncture craftsman was proud of as his lifelong masterpiece.

It can be said that the fact that he has withstood Tang Nana’s ignorant acupuncture treatment with all his body strength until now proves that he is a world-class product.

That was when Tang Nan-ah was looking at the broken long needle in confusion.

Cheong felt a bit of remorse and knew it was not the time to bring up this but he still had a question to ask.

“Where is the… rest of it?”

“uh? Uh… huh?”

It was a talent that scared people with just one letter.

“You can take it out right?”

“If you hold that arm like this it will come out naturally.”

“My arms aren’t moving?”

“that. “My dad will also come to the opening so tell him…”

“What is it?”

“Why don’t you think positively? “I won’t put any strength on my arm at all so the injury will be completely healed in the next week…”

“….”

According to the medical opinion of Tang Nan-er an authority on Oriental medicine whose arms were completely paralyzed the group reached a large city after a very minor incident.

His name will be Jumajeom.

“Jumajeom is also a land called Yeonam in the past. The current Yeonam was divided into Yeonam County in the east during the reign of Taizong of the Tang Dynasty…”

The commentary that I didn’t ask for came out automatically.

Of course since there is no one in the group who really listens it is just a empty sound.

Still it was surprising to see Cheong always being so talkative.

Is there a book that just collects that kind of information?

How can you keep track of things like that?

Of course I picked out interesting stories among them like a ghost.

For example the name Jumajeom was named after Yang Guifei the great beauty of the Central Plains and the world’s wicked woman.

Of all the fruits poppies liked litchi the most which happened to be a fruit grown in Southeast Asia.

After moving it quickly the city where I took a break became the main point.

In fact it is not something to be laughed off.

It was even said that one of the reasons for the fall of the Tang Dynasty was the enormous amount of money spent on transporting lychee to bring fresh fruit for Yang Guifei.

For reference lye is called raichi in Chinese and in the history of the Qing Dynasty’s hometown the sheep took raichi and named it lich due to pronunciation limitations.

There was always a mountain of griche as dessert from the cheap unlimited food offer.

However because its origin is Southeast Asia it originally had a different name.

However no one in the world past or future was curious about the original names of Southeast Asian fruits.

So the name is said to be unknown.

Cheong thought after hearing that interesting explanation.

ah. Rich. Lychee is also delicious. I want to eat lychee.

However since Cheong was not Yang Guifei no one would bring it to her even if she wanted to eat it.

Instead there is one girl who is bothering me about other things.

“Cheong let’s go take a look at the needles.”

“I haven’t even unpacked yet…”

“We have to go before the sun sets. “When it gets dark people close their rooms and go home…”

We hadn’t even found a guesthouse or unpacked our luggage yet but all of a sudden Tang Nan-ah was begging us to go look at the new jangchim.

If you are lucky you may be able to remove the acupuncture needle stuck in your shoulder with the cast iron tongs used by acupuncture craftsmen.