The Joseon Prince Went To America And Didn’t Return – 114



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“Brother! Brother!”

Dancer Gye Young-su is scheduled to perform Bongsan Talchum at Lee Kang’s wedding.

He looked excited as he shook his colleagues who were nervous about the upcoming performance.

“Look at those people over there.”

Gye Young-soo carefully pointed to a few people with his finger and began to explain the identities of the guests in detail to his colleagues.

“The one smoking a cigar in the middle of the banquet hall over there.”

“The one with his left hand in his pocket and his left leg crossed?”

“Yes. The author is the Attorney General of the United States.”

Kye Young-soo was one of the few English speakers among the dancers here today.

Maybe that’s why he knew perfectly well the identities of the guests who attended the engagement ceremony.

“If you were the Minister of Justice…”

“If we go back a bit further he would be the Minister of Justice and if we go back a bit further he would be the Minister of Justice.”

“Ah! That means you are a very high-ranking official.”

“Yes. The man on his left sipping champagne is the Secretary of Agriculture and the man next to him laughing is the president of a newspaper company. He’s the head of the Hearst Media Group and his name is…”

“Rae Randolph Hearst?”

“Yes. You know it well brother.”

“Then you know. Didn’t you silence that American journalist who was talking nonsense?”

Just like last time and the engagement ceremony all the biggest names in Nandaginda are gathered in one place.

Gye Young-soo enjoyed this moment with an expression full of emotion.

“Hehe. Who would have thought that we who used to be looked down on in Joseon and only danced mask dances would be attending an event like this? Aren’t you happy hyungs?”

His colleagues nodded one by one to Gye Young-soo’s argument.

“I know…”

“I didn’t know my fate would turn out like this.”

“That’s right. People should live long and see.”

“Who would have thought the world would really change like this?”

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“but.”

In the Korean Empire he was treated as a commoner and wandered from place to place but now he has become a dancer directly under the cultural center established by Lee Kang.

They had proud expressions on their faces because no one was ignoring them.

“Ah! Over there…”

Gye Young-soo quietly watched his colleagues’ reactions and then soon turned his head to the left.

Because I discovered a familiar face again.

“Over there Mr. Woodang and his brothers are there.”

“Mr. Woo-dang? Where are you?”

“He is at the table over there decorated with red flowers.”

“Ah. Over there?”

“Yes. It seems like all six brothers are present. It’s the first time I’ve seen all six brothers together.”

Choi Seon-ho who had been quietly listening to Gye Young-soo’s story snorted and snickered at Gye Young-soo’s words.

“Whose wedding is this that you dare not attend? If you’re invited you should come running from hell.”

“That’s true.”

Lee Kang’s wedding was attended by many influential American political and business figures as well as high-ranking Koreans.

From the newly rich who came over from the Korean peninsula.

High-ranking generals leading the Joseon volunteer army in Gando.

And even the first generation of international students who are just growing up.

If you’re considered to be somewhat famous you’ll all be invited.

This is because Lee Kang looked forward to exchanges between Koreans and high-ranking Americans.

“But everyone is as quiet as a mute who has eaten honey.”

Lee Kang laid out the table but did not scoop it up and feed it to him.

Because of this exchanges between the two forces did not appear to be active.

“There must be many reasons for that.”

what.

It’s also because I have a hard time adapting to American banquet culture.

There was also a lack of initiative in approaching and talking first.

The biggest reason was that we didn’t speak the same language.

“hello?”

“Oh! You…”

of course.

Some people used this opportunity very effectively.

People like Ahn Chang-ho Kim Kyu-sik and Lee Seung-man would travel around as if they had wings on their backs talking to big names.

But these too were not very welcomed.

It’s not like Lee Hoi-young has a lot of assets.

The American elite never paid much attention to anything that didn’t benefit them.

Thanks to this Koreans have had a great experience of their brutal nature today.

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“I guess his language is the problem.”

“Yes. So brothers you too study English hard.”

“Oh my. That’s right.”

As expected there was only one reason why Lee Kang invited these high-ranking Koreans to the wedding.

Because I wanted to make them feel that language was important in communicating with America’s elite.

Have you come to know this hidden meaning?

Lee Hoi-young and his family clenched their fists and felt the pain in their bones.

Even though we brought an interpreter with us we couldn’t have a deep business discussion.

They took this point to heart through today’s event.

“The prince is entering. Everyone please stand.”

English and Korean.

Society was conducted in two languages.

While Lee Kang appears at the wedding hall.

“oh my.”

“Oh like that.”

Sighs came from all over.

“Are you still sick?”

“You’re not seriously ill are you?”

This takes place a week after the assassination.

Is that why?

Lee Kang appeared to be limping limping slightly.

At this the guests covered their mouths and made pitiful expressions.

“It’s because of those Japanese guys.”

“I guess so.”

Local broadcasts continued in small voices here and there.

The guests exchanged anecdotes about Lee Kang’s health and talked quite naturally about Japan’s evil deeds.

“Fucking Japanese.”

“What should we do Your Majesty?”

Lee Kang is currently trying his best to appear as sick as possible to impress upon the audience that he is being terrorized by Japanese assassins.

Koreans who did not know Lee Kang’s true intentions all felt sorry for him and cooled down the heat inside them.

“I need to catch those guys and beat them up like dogs on a hot day…”

“That’s right.”

Everyone curses the Japanese assassin.

Lee Kang is a spiritual leader to the Korean community and also a savior who helped them escape from dire poverty.

He got angry as if his family was hurt.

“The meal is over and the show will start soon… Is everyone ready?”

“Ah. Yes.”

at las.

It was the turn of traditional dance troupes including Gye Young-su to take the stage.

they

I was mumbling as I recalled the memories from my engagement ceremony.

“After this show I’ll probably get some big tips from the guests like last time right?”

“Maybe so? If we’re lucky we might get some extra work.”

Maybe it’s because it’s a fresh and unfamiliar performance.

After the engagement ceremony many people are becoming interested in traditional Korean culture.

The number of foreigners seeking out traditional dance experts including Gye Young-soo is increasing.

They hurriedly prepared to successfully complete the performance dreaming of a rosy future after the wedding.

* * *

“hmm…”

After the ceremony the after-party began.

So I was walking around and talking to the guests in attendance.

“So what you’re saying is that the plan you just proposed to me is a British mediation plan?”

The current state of the conversation is Walter Rothschild.

While attending the after-wedding party I happened to hear about the British mediation proposal.

Maybe it was because it was so much worse than I expected but my expression naturally hardened.

“It’s nothing special as I thought.”

“Nothing much Your Majesty.”

Walter quickly started to clean up after my disappointing answer.

“The Japanese government will officially send someone to apologize to the prince for this incident. That alone would be a great achievement.”

but.

It is not common for the Japanese government one of the great powers to bow its head to the royal family of a protectorate.

I continued to listen to Walter’s story.

“In addition the title of Prince Ui that was taken away will be restored and at the same time all the masterminds who murdered the prince’s mother will be extradited to the United States. Last time they escaped like a loach but this time they will absolutely not escape. The judges in the United States will never let them go free.”

but.

That makes sense too.

I nodded and agreed with some of Walter’s points.

‘but…’

Even after Walter’s lengthy explanation I still didn’t look satisfied.

actually.

The proposals the British government made to me were all flashy on the outside but had little substance.

If you were a royal family obsessed with honor I would welcome you with open hands.

I value practicality over fame.

That’s why he crossed his arms and gave Walter Rothschild a slightly indifferent look.

“Even so I am still dissatisfied. Think about it. Do you know how many Japanese assassins are being mobilized for this incident?”

“I heard it was forty and two.”

“okay.”

I snapped my fingers and asked Walter back.

“Do you really believe that this incident was the work of an individual?”

“…”

“A single person can mobilize this many people? No way! I absolutely do not agree with that claim!”

Despite my repeated pressure Walt kept his mouth shut.

In good conscience.

You can’t say that an individual planned it but you can’t say that the Japanese government took the lead either.

Isn’t Britain where Walter belongs an ally of Japan?

“Even if the title of King Uiwang is restored that’s the same. In a situation where diplomatic rights are in the hands of the Japanese what benefit would it have to me if it were restored?”

hey!

Think about it.

Don’t roll your head from the British royal perspective.

Think about it from my perspective.

“Rather if I accept this my reputation will be ruined. Some Koreans will start to suspect that I have been bribed by the Japanese.”

Britain has never been colonized.

That is why rather than presenting a mediation plan from the victim’s perspective there seemed to be a tendency to try to conclude the matter by trying to reach a rough agreement from the perpetrator’s perspective.

I made a negative gesture placing both hands on my waist.

Then Walter closed his eyes for a moment and seemed to be calculating something.

I opened my eyes while waiting for Walter to come and continued what I wanted to say.

“Title doesn’t matter to me. I’m a prince even without that title.”

Walter was silent for a moment then opened his mouth.

“Then Your Majesty what would you like?”

Finally I ask again.

Britain has now volunteered to act as mediator.

A situation where the victim rejects the mediation offer.

How can I get my brokerage fee in this situation?

‘That’s just re-tuning.’

Walter asks me what I really want.

I thought about it for a moment.

I was wondering if there was any clause that would be beneficial to both me and Britain while also dealing a blow to Japan.

“First I want to get back what I originally had.”

“Didn’t you say earlier that titles weren’t necessary?”

“I want to regain my rights not my status.”

“Rights?”

“Yes. When I came to the United States I had the right to delegate mining rights in the Korean Peninsula.”

“Are you talking about mining rights?”

Walter asked me back as if he was hearing this information for the first time.

“Yes. I brought this with me when I first came to study abroad. If you investigate you’ll find out what’s going on so if you don’t believe me have someone look into it for you.”

Gojong didn’t just send me abroad to study.

I sent my son across the Pacific to the New World to create a friendly force in America.

At this time he gave me power in the form of delegating some rights.

“Five years ago. It was taken away by the Japanese through their scheme. I want it back.”

It was Japan and Umbi who took away the right to negotiate mining rights.

Because the two of you joined hands and drove me into treason.

When Yu Gil-jun who is currently with me took the lead in a rebellion.

They spread false rumors within the city walls of Hanyang that they would drive out my father and put me on the throne.

As a result of that incident Lee Kang the former minister of Bing fell out of favor with Emperor Gojong.

At that time various rights such as the authority to delegate negotiations on mineral mining rights were taken away.

I mentioned this while recalling the information that remained in Lee Kang’s memory.

“If I were to ask for everything back I would have no conscience but the rights that were transferred to a foreign country and then recovered. I wish I could negotiate that first.”

“Hmm… I see. I’ll report this to Downing Street.”

Since the stakes were greater than expected Rothschild insisted that further discussions were needed with his superiors.

“I would also like to revise some of the articles concluded between our country and the Japanese government.”

“What are you talking about specifically?”

“When building that railroad there is a treaty under which our government provides the land free of charge.”

“Oh is that so?”

“Yes. I would like to withdraw this. In the future when the Japanese government builds railways within the Korean peninsula I would like to have the original owners pay the price according to the market price.”

I shouldn’t just look after my own interests.

I appealed that my top priority was the people living on the Korean Peninsula.

“That’s reasonable. I think I can accept that offer.”

“Oh and there’s a rumor going around that Britain wants Geomundo or Jeju.”

I swallowed once and started to speak again.

“I don’t know about other regions but I wish those two regions were excluded from the list of candidates.”

Japan started World War II and also went to war with Britain.

But in a changed history you never know what will happen.

If we give the land to Britain for no reason we may never get it back.

There must be no room for error.

“If Britain covets this I will never accept Britain’s offer of mediation.”

“Oh I understand.”

Walter said to me with a slightly suspicious expression.

“Is there anything else?”

“Yes. Actually there are more in my head. The mediation proposals you brought are too considerate of Japan. You have no idea how much it makes me sick.”

I glanced at the group.

My gaze was directed to the political crowd that had come from Washington to congratulate him.

I pointed to them with my eye signals to Rothschild and expressed my concern.

“If we continue like this we won’t be able to satisfy even Roosevelt in the White House. It’s okay to demand more from Japan.”

Walter looked thoughtful for a moment and then asked me.

“What conditions should be added to satisfy the Prince and Washington?”

“well.”

I started to roll my eyes slightly and touch my chin.

After a moment’s hesitation he whispered to Walter.

“I don’t need to say it. Isn’t there one common interest that would satisfy Downing Street satisfy the White House and satisfy me?”

A common benefit for all three groups.

What could there be?

Walter thought for a moment then made a face as if he was thinking of something.

“no way…”

“okay.”

no.

I know this even without you saying it.

Why did you suggest leaving that out?

‘Even though it’s so famous for being a hate country why is it so weak against Japan?’

In this era there is one issue that our three groups have in common and that Japan is opposed to with both hands.

Walter quickly noticed this when I mentioned it.

“Your Majesty.”

Ah! Just in time.

There’s a group coming up to me that I need to discuss this matter with Walter.

“Congratulations on your wedding.”

JP Morgan approached us with his son Morgan Jr.

I greeted him and extended my right hand to shake his hand.

“Representative Morgan.”

“This prince.”

Morgan opened his mouth and looked at Walter Rothschild.

“What were you and Walter having such a fun conversation about?”

“Oh would you like to hear it too?”

“Oh. I see there’s a very interesting story that this old man might find interesting. Yes. I’ll listen. I’m looking forward to it.”

JP Morgan whose nickname is “control freak” wants to know everything.

I turned my gaze towards him.

“Before that there’s something I’d like to ask you.”

“Please speak.”

“I’m talking about Japanese government bonds that are currently in circulation.”

Morgan answered me with a slightly startled expression.

“Yes go ahead.”

“You said you were sweeping it all up… Can you tell me why?”

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