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    [Episode 357] To Namnyeong

    Wang Mang mankind’s first original Red Grand Hyeop and the eldest brother of Mang Tak Joui!

    Although the rulers of the central plains said they hated Wang Mang they actually respected and worshiped him the most.

    Wang Mang emphasized the integrity of public officials.

    Therefore he abolished the salaries of all public officials saying that government officials should not receive gold or silver in exchange for their work for the country and that they should serve purely with a heart for the people.

    This is why rulers and officials respect and worship Wang Mang.

    Since then the rulers have sharply cut the salaries of government officials denouncing them as dishonest dirty and greedy officials who want more gold and silver.

    However since concurrent positions were not permitted civil servants had to steal government money on their own to make a living.

    In a way it can be said to be a form of corruption for a living.

    Civil servants as civil servants created an amazing structure.

    A certain portion of the amount earned by the subordinate is passed on to the superior.

    So a person who delivers a lot that is a person who delivers a lot is said to be more competent and is promoted repeatedly.

    How much you can make and how much you can ruthlessly exploit the people and squeeze them with blood and tears became a measure of competence.

    And this ‘competence’ of the Jungwon people will remain the same in the future so it can be said to be the spirit of Junghwa and Junghwa itself that continues even in the hometown of the Qing Dynasty.

    And military personnel are also civil servants.

    In the past present and future of the Central Plains the Chinese army is famous for not having three things.

    There is no military discipline.

    There is no resupply.

    Ruthless. With the collaboration of the first and second the plunder is only serious about plundering livelihoods so there is no mercy.

    Even in this plunder there is no distinction between factions and factions so there is no clear distinction between barbarians and the people.

    It is an army that does not catch criminals and does not stop barbarians so when it goes out to conquer the people who go out are defeated and when foreign invasions come in they cannot stop the dynasty and the army is only serious about plundering its own people.

    Why does it exist?

    It is a sword used only by the rulers of the central plains to protect the dynasty that the Emperor holds in high esteem.

    So who would criticize them!

    If you don’t do this you’ll starve to death!

    What about the wife and children and concubines that need to be fed?

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    Heaven will probably understand.

    Of course because he doesn’t understand Cheong sees red smears above the soldiers’ heads.

    I don’t know the exact number due to my poor eyesight. If you look at the length you know whether it is three digits or two digits.

    Cheong who doesn’t know the circumstances is just amazing.

    Is it true that in the ancient central plains of China and barbarism they gather only criminals and form an army?

    When it comes to enlisting do they consider how evil and bad a person they are and only let the real bastards pass?

    The answer is that if you join the military you naturally become an asshole but Cheong doesn’t know that anyway.

    I don’t really want to know and even if I found out I wouldn’t understand.

    If you’ve done something deadly shouldn’t you just die?

    So Cheong chases after the bright red numbers.

    The trees of the Namryeong Mountain Range are refreshingly straight.

    This means that unlike the virgin forests of Zhangjiajie which are dense above and below the view between the trees extends to a level that is not constricting.

    So if these two guys that Cheong is following now turn their heads they will be able to find Cheong without difficulty.

    Cheongdo was cautious at first.

    But why do I keep wondering why?

    What is it walking confidently? Are you just looking ahead?

    A man doesn’t look back?

    So since Cheong doesn’t make any noise or show any sign of presence even if they openly follow along they just keep going their own way.

    “But what on earth does it mean to say that you are a traitor at a glance? “Does it have traitor written all over your face?”

    “I don’t know. “I’m a white-collar student who’s not good at hiking so I guess you can figure it out just by looking at it.”

    In fact if the Qing or other soldiers had seen the freedom of the past they would have understood it right away.

    When they see a student wearing a purple robe with a dragon on it even the descendants of the Tang Dynasty army say ‘What a fucking traitor!’ and scream.

    “Oh I want to plunder!”

    “Don’t speak loudly idiot.”

    “Why did Gaesan Byeok-gun next door find a village and rob it the day before yesterday? When I asked to share a girl didn’t you ask for one hermit? “I’m not a dirty pimp.”

    “One hermit? Isn’t one hermit crossing the line? Should I tell Cheonho?”

    “Kang Cheon-ho must be a smart person for something like that. Will finding out only lead to more fighting? “Should I come along and take it away?”

    “Well if you get caught by those bastards dressed in silk you could all get your head blown off.”

    Cheong who was quietly listening thought. capital punishment.

    But Gaesanbyeokgun? From there death penalty.

    Cheong silently approached and placed his hand on the shoulder of the guy behind him.

    It was like a hand gesture where the index finger is extended and the cheek is poked which is usually done as a joke.

    It’s just that the sunset-colored blade of the blade which sprouts like a grain of rice is rotating hummingly and devouring the flesh.

    It was a very minor difference.

    And small differences make luxury goods.

    “hey?”

    “Ak Muweeb.”

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    Cheong’s fingers pierced the soldier’s cheek and entered the inner tongue.

    This harmony between the feel of the inner node that grinds the tooth and the first two nodes that cut the root of the tongue? Or contrast?

    Ha… it’s awesome….

    “What is it?”

    The guy in front turned around and saw that the blue sword had penetrated right into the center between the man’s collarbones.

    I feel empty! When the airway is opened fresh air is taken in through a new passage and the old breath is exhaled the scream that did not reach the vocal cords comes out as the sound of a bitter wind.

    “Ahhhh…”

    Cheong’s fingers point straight down passing from the cheek to the lower jaw and reaching the nape of the neck again opening a hole in the airway.

    Cheong stumbles slightly and steps back.

    and! All wheels!

    The person who opened this good thing was using it alone.

    Cheong puts three ghosts in his eyes.

    Regardless of the East or the West three has been a perfect number since ancient times and in the Central Plains it symbolizes the three talents of heaven earth and human beings so it can also be said to mean the world or space and time.

    Eyes that literally capture time and space!

    “ruler. From now on kill each other. Only one survives. My Venerable One says “He who wants to die will live and he who wants to live will die.”

    However the two guys are trying to scream something that won’t come out.

    After Cheong rolled on the floor to gain attention he flashed his sword and spoke again.

    “Can’t you hear? “I don’t need two of them.”

    Their response was the difference between life and death.

    The one with a chin bone went straight to the back of his neck and took out his family register while the one with a healthy chin lifted an ax instead of his family register.

    Take a look. So the guy whose chin was split horizontally also had his head split vertically.

    This is precisely why those who are loyal to the Central Plains army and know the priorities of their missions are gradually disappearing and only disloyal would-be traitors are increasingly swarming around.

    Because the proper ones don’t survive.

    “…!”

    The guy with the hole in his neck was just opening his mouth and when no voice came out he grabbed both his hands and held them out.

    It meant that he would be saved now.

    Perhaps his expression would be servile?

    “Because a promise is a promise. But before that I was curious about where the camp of those people who are said to be Gaesanbyeokgun is located. “Can you guide me?”

    “…!”

    The man gasps again then realizes that his voice is not coming out again and nods very vigorously.

    “It’s good to see you being cooperative. “If you started playing the flute or rebelling I would have had to find someone else.”

    So Cheong goes ahead as the soldier leads and seems to not get tired and continues through the mountain path for more than half an hour.

    It seems like he really wanted to live.

    Then a hidden camp beyond the ridge is revealed.

    “…!”

    The soldier taps his chest and points to a distant place with his finger.

    Can I go now?

    Cheong shook his head.

    “Huh. I told you. Those who want to die will live and those who want to live will die. But since you killed the guy who wanted to die it has nothing to do with my promise. You said you would kill someone who wants to live right? hmm. “But since there is a guide fee I’ll just leave half of it dead.”

    There were a lot of people I would kill anyway so I was generous.

    The blue blade slices through the soldier’s stomach.

    The contents spilled out but if you’re lucky you may or may not be able to buy it.

    Cheong leaves the soldiers alone and heads toward the camp.

    Even if it is a temporary camp it does not have a fence and all it does is stick a tree and tie a rope with a bell.

    It is a crude boundary that does not pose much of an obstacle to any military person other than the Blue House.

    Cheong seeped into the camp like that.

    —-

    After Cheong returns to the crevice in the rock freedom welcomes him.

    I think Cheong might have been bored because he had nothing to do all day.

    “Are you coming now? “How could you see a way to escape?”

    “speech. I thought it would be okay to just rest for a few days and then come down? Very ragtag. “We cleared out four camps but I think the hole will be wide open in three or four days because we don’t have enough troops.”

    “Hmm your expression is a bit dark for saying that. “Are you okay?”

    “Yes no why are all the military guys like bastards? All the villages around here have been wiped out. “Not even bandits no more than bandit bastards.”

    At least the bandits don’t annihilate the village even if they rob it.

    Because you have to shake it off over and over again.

    But the soldiers were different.

    They don’t have to rob the village again later and they are afraid that it might cause trouble so if they rob the village they dry up the seeds.

    It is destruction of evidence.

    The Qing went around all day long and only robbed four camps so it took a long time to punish each and every one of them carefully.

    A shadow also falls on his expression of freedom.

    “Hmm. It’s an old evil so what can we do? “This could have been prevented even if the soldiers were paid generous salaries but…”

    Since the number of soldiers in the central plains is as large as a grain of sand even a small increase in salary would result in an incalculable amount of leakage from the national treasury.

    On the other hand it also meant that there was no need to raise wages for trivial things like grains of sand.

    “When I really look at things like this I don’t know how the world of Joongwon is going.”

    To be precise that’s why I didn’t go back.

    As dissatisfaction gradually built up warlords and nobles rebelled here and there and the country fell into disarray and the dynasty continued to change.

    “Tsk tsk. It’s because the current Emperor has no virtue. If a virtuous person had sat on the throne the world would not have been like this. “Isn’t that what you think?”

    “Hmm.”

    “I guess so? “If I had made a decision from the top and told people to live properly this wouldn’t have happened.”

    “Hmm.”

    “What did you catch a cold? Do you keep coughing? “Well I guess it was a little cold for freedom?”

    In response Cheong placed his hand on Jayu’s forehead.

    The remaining hand goes into the nape of the neck and gives a pulse.

    Freedom was scared and took a step back.

    However as Cheong gets closer the grasp of a supreme warrior is not something that an ordinary person can shake off so easily.

    “What kind of nonsense is this? Why are you doing this?”

    “My pulse is a little weak. But I can’t start a fire either. “Once I put on one more coat and hold on.”

    Cheong’s hand touching my forehead and neck is particularly cold and cold so I feel it more vividly.

    Jayu turned his head with a red face and said.

    “…I can’t even move my arm anymore.”

    Freedom has already put on four coats.

    Not only was I already unable to keep my arms at my sides but a coat wasn’t a roomy piece of clothing like summer clothes.

    Yeonpa scolds him.

    “Why are you talking about a weak pulse? “As expected my body was cold.”

    “I just felt a little chilled but I’m fine.”

    Then somehow there was a mixture of laughter.

    “This is why a bitch who is said to have mastered the art of medicine is using it. If you have a pulse shouldn’t you take care of the patient? “If there is no fire the best thing is for people to hug each other and share warmth.”

    “Ugh.”

    Cheong was disgusted.

    “Yeonpa. “Don’t do that.”

    Freedom was also shocked.

    But the Yeon faction was steadfast.

    “This old man I want to do that but I can’t because I’m injured and I’m afraid I’ll get dirty. Although men and women are special shouldn’t you put in some effort to preserve your precious body?”

    “Just light a fire.”

    Then Cheong suddenly came to mind.

    “Kitepa is a master of flower painting. Can’t you boil at least one bag of water? “Just a cup of hot tea will warm up your body quickly.”

    When you reach the point of flowering you can burn objects or boil water with internal energy called samadhi evolution.

    Since it is a principle that focuses on the cohesion of strong energy if Cheong uses it a lot of the internal energy is lost and it ends up being roughly lukewarm.

    But you can burn at least a little paper from the fireworks.

    So you can boil enough water.

    “No no matter how much I wear my body has to get colder if I stay there all day right? “You boiled it and ate it when I wasn’t there right?”

    There is no way I wouldn’t have already boiled water for him because he has a soft personality that cherishes freedom so much.

    As Cheong’s eyes narrowed Yeonpa frowned.

    “Tsk. “The bitch is so quick-witted that I don’t know what she can use it for.”

    “Would you mind doing just one thing? Are you saying you have to have tact or not? Besides why do you keep trying to use me?”

    “That’s right. The idea is to save some energy just in case. Even if you are a master of Hyeon-gyeong there are times when you need to use samadhi extinguishment instead of just lighting it on fire. “It’s already an unsatisfactory feat.”

    “hmm.”

    Cheong continued to narrow his eyes.

    It’s kind of a lame excuse.

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