I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 291



[Episode 291] Samcheonpo

The crowd was split along the tip of Cheong’s outstretched sword.

It was as if a cannonball had been fired from the tip of a sword making a loud noise and splitting to the left and right creating a line of holes in the previously tight siege room.

It was a straight narrow road that was well-opened so that one could see beyond the vacant lot.

And in the middle of it there seems to be a commotion and a man jumps out onto the road.

The man stumbles sees the tip of Cheong’s sword pointed at him becomes thoughtful and dives back into the crowd.

what? Do you think there’s some kind of ray coming out of my sword? But um. It’s kind of fun.

However the man was pushed roughly again by the crowd fell and hit his buttocks violently.

“I’m not me!”

“Don’t be ridiculous! “You screamed!”

“I heard it clearly from the side!”

Cheong’s eyes narrowed.

“What is it? “You act confidently when you scream but then you actually turn away?”

“That thing.”

“What are you doing? You keep telling me other things. hmm. “Do you know someone?”

Cheong asked the designer.

But the designer just shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

“I heard that’s true. Does anyone know that person?”

Cheong is a person who knows how to ask when he doesn’t know.

And indeed the power of collective intelligence was great.

“That guy is Jeomsoy from Jeha Banjeom right?”

“That’s right! “I thought I heard a voice!”

Unlike the hometown of the Qing Dynasty the bond between neighbors is still strong in Jungwon.

And the affection between neighbors is also information so if you live in any neighborhood for a week everyone in the village will know about it.

So thanks to the enthusiastic response the new identity is quickly revealed.

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“Jumsoi? For some reason my voice wasn’t normal. Hey why do you keep picking on other things?”

“That’s what I heard clearly!”

Kim In-ji who was kicked out by Jeomsoy told her story.

Last winter when construction was underway the carpenters from Jangheung Sangbang who were in charge of the construction came for a company dinner.

Originally a get-together involved alcohol and if the alcohol content exceeded the limit words would come out without distinction.

And strangely enough throughout the Central Plains and the Western Qing hometowns people had a habit of not considering clerks as people but as background figures.

So Jeomsoi heard clearly.

“I said from the beginning that it was a ridiculous design! Who in the world builds rivers and embankments like that? “They cursed at me for saying that the design was made by a guy who had no experience in the field even though the desk bite was bad!?”

“Oh.”

Cheong looked at the designer again.

The designer’s expression distorted.

“What kind of ridiculous design do you mean!? We designed it to be as easy as possible from full storage to basic storage so that all you have to do is build it fill it and stack it! “It’s the same in the coffin so didn’t they choose my design!?”

I don’t know the civil engineering terminology of that part of the Qing Dynasty and in fact even if I had knowledge of that part of the world the terminology in my hometown and the central plains of the Cheong Dynasty are different so I would not have been able to understand it anyway.

The designer’s protest silenced the crowd.

“Well I don’t know about that… I just heard it that way…”

“This is such a horrible person. “If you shout like that in a situation where a person is dying or alive is that nothing more than holding a ancestral rite for them to die?”

“But this guy is the reason why this mess is happening.”

“We still don’t know if it’s because of this person right? “If it gets revealed later you can hang it or burn it.”

“Yeah…”

Jeomsoy averted his gaze.

In fact in the face of a major disaster it is natural human nature to look for someone to kill.

It can be said that human history is like the history of scapegoats so it is a defense mechanism to calm the burning inside by blaming someone else for the unfairness that cannot be complained about.

“But Jangheung Commercial?”

“This is the company in charge of the dimensioning work.”

The process of flood control work was as follows.

When the government announces flood control work an application is made at the top and a construction company is selected.

At the same time we also recruit designs and select the best among them.

After that the blueprint and construction cost were given to the top selected by the government.

As an aside. The reason why design and construction were collected separately was to prevent corruption.

However Chinese officials have never been corrupt from the past to the future.

Originally the design should have been established and given by the person in charge of pipe dimensions.

However the position of water control manager is a virtually non-existent position in which salaries are siphoned off after being written on the official list under the superior’s son friend or even a made-up name.

Therefore they are holding a design contest in the name of giving talented people from outside the country a chance to make their names known.

Since it is ‘given’ an opportunity to make one’s name known of course no design fee is given.

Let alone the value of the design we must praise the integrity of the management who adopted the design without receiving kickbacks.

“It’s Jangheung Commercial. “So if the design was sound there were problems with the construction.”

“Hmm.”

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“A little bit about Jangheung Sangbang.”

“Uhm….”

For some reason the crowd’s reaction is lukewarm.

what? why?

I thought there would be people saying something like we should raise our voices and burn it down right away.

As soon as the name of Jangheung Sangbang was mentioned the atmosphere calmed down but then everyone sighed slumped their shoulders and slowly began to disperse and disappear.

what? This atmosphere?

As if it were some sort of taboo like that person whose name cannot be spoken and whose name cannot be spoken.

While Cheong was confused as to what was going on the designer bowed deeply.

“I couldn’t even say hello to my benefactor properly. “My name is Yakjungyun and my child please say hello to your benefactor.”

“This is Yak Ji-jun.”

“hmm. What are you going to do now? “I think it would be dangerous to be in the city.”

“That’s true but the roads are a mess and the times are chaotic so it’s impossible to go anywhere.”

After a disaster robbers and bandits are rampant.

Even though the city is dangerous it will be better than the current Gwando.

“hmm. I’m on my way to Naknyeong Military Academy right now um. “I will ask if you can protect me for a while.”

“I didn’t know how it was such an understatement to say thank you for this kind of grace.”

“hmm.”

Cheong looked embarrassed.

The horse is both protection and surveillance.

Since the design is still intact there is no guarantee that there will be no problems.

If you are innocent you will be protected but if you find out later that there was a problem with the design you will be imprisoned.

Just like that the crowd of Eoyeongbuyeong dispersed and Yakjungyun willingly stepped forward to drive the carriage so he got into the carriage leaving behind Cheongdo which was slowly starting to become friendly with him.

I tried to climb.

“miss! Preface Miss! See you here!”

“Oh? that.”

Cheong tilted his head.

Someone greeted me very warmly and made a fuss but who was it?

I felt like I had seen his face somewhere before so it wasn’t unfamiliar at all but he was someone I didn’t know very well so I couldn’t tell who he was.

“who are you? “Do you know someone?”

Cheong looked at the man closely.

Looking at the thick calluses and scars on the backs of his hands I think Banpun commonly known as a martial artist is a martial artist.

weird.

I have never treated a martial artist other than a Shaolin monk before.

ah. There were some old people. But you’re not a ronin man are you?

The man trembled at that.

“A lowly person is called a Geoltaran. I’ve only seen her a few times at the Seolga Sanghoe so of course you don’t know her but when I saw her my heart was pounding and I was so moved that I ended up making such a fuss. “Hehe.”

“ah. Are you a merchant? What’s going on here? “What is it that Seolgasanghoe has advanced all the way here?”

“Please speak low. And Soin is the head of the Naknyeong branch of Taechung Sangbang.”

“Huh. “Have you changed jobs?”

“You can think of it as an alliance of brothers and sisters. hmm. Yes. “If I may say so”

Gultaran made a circle with his thumb and index finger and continued speaking.

“I would say Jeonju is the same.”

“ah. Jeonju.”

Cheong understood immediately.

This meant that both Seolga Sanghoe and Taechung Sangbang had the same person who had invested money and had a large stake or the parent company.

What Cheong doesn’t know is Jeonju’s identity.

Jeonju is the Church of the Heavenly Demon.

So when a special agent from the Demonic Cult’s Bijak Department (the name of the former special sprayer position has been changed) saw Cheong he was very moved.

Even the immense majesty I felt when Cheong suppressed the crowd with a single kick.

One hundred times holding back tears of joy.

It was 500 times more intense fighting spirit.

“Hehe please tone it down.”

“How are you doing that? “I am not associated with any merchant association.”

“That’s not it. “When Lord Choi meets you he firmly tells you to treat her as an adult.”

“Choi Ark? “Grandfather?”

“Yes this time you received investment from Jeonju and opened a new business. So you are a funny person to me too.”

“hmm. Is that so?”

hmm. Grandpa. He has good skills too.

If it’s my grandfather’s room then eh.

Cheong asked just in case.

“Is the name Taechung Sangbang…”

“lol. Of course it was taken from the name of the young lady.”

“Why are you using someone else’s name so carelessly?”

No it’s a burden.

But my grandfather is a great person who would do that again.

But if it’s Grandpa’s superior wouldn’t it be okay for me to take care of him a little?

“It just worked out well. “The city is like this so I’m trying to provide some relief…”

“How on earth can you be so merciful? “As beautiful as you are you also have a kind heart.”

“hmm. “I have some gold. How much help can 40 coffins give me?”

“If you could please speak a little lower…”

“uh. okay.”

It’s a bit awkward to speak softly to an adult you don’t know.

However Gultaran seemed satisfied.

“You mean gold. However since we are already preparing relief there is no need to share your precious property.”

“Oh. Are you preparing for salvation?”

“Please speak comfortably…”

“They’re already preparing for rescue?”

“yes. What good is business when the city is in trouble? “It’s something that people have to live with.”

That said the purpose of Taechung Sangbang in the first place was to provide relief.

This is a dirty trick by the Heavenly Demon Church to capture the hearts of the people and penetrate into the central plains through charity!

Just in time for the flood to occur the flood infiltrated the Hanam area.

Thanks to this Gultaran hummed a song when he saw the city that was wiped out overnight.

I thought that heaven would protect Shingyo by giving us such a great opportunity.

“hmm. You’re doing a good job. “No.”

Cheong unaware of the circumstances said so.

But even if I had known the circumstances I would have said the same thing.

I didn’t intentionally cause the flood but even if the purpose was a bit impure I thought relief was relief.

“lol. Could you please praise me a little more?”

“uh. Great? “Great?”

“Wow.”

Suddenly Geultaran’s eyes turn red.

Wasn’t it not enough to be praised by facing the descending Heavenly Demon?

In the first place they are non-farming agents who see the reality of the outside world with their own eyes and experience it with their bodies through external activities so they are Cheonmabaragi who have been thoroughly brainwashed from midgets to midgets.

Oh Lord of the Heavenly Demon.

My light my salvation the reason for my life.

Cheong that doesn’t know the circumstances is just a bit bitter.

hmm. Is this something to be so thrilled about?

Aren’t you a bit of a strange person?

Is Taechung Sangbang okay as is?

It’s a bit weird to go bankrupt under someone else’s name.

“But the more good things you add the better. “I already entrusted you with a lot of gold but I was worried that it would leak out but it turned out well.”

I already need to do some alms but all I have is gold bars and I don’t know what to do.

I was heading to the Naknyeong military office thinking that if I put my brain to work and entrust it to the military officer of the political faction and sell my name they might use it faithfully.

However if it’s Grandpa’s top you can trust it and entrust it to you.