Episode 749: Emperor of the 2nd grade of middle school (2)
Perhaps because he realized that the situation had changed, Mr. Zhou’s posture also changed to beco more confident and proud.
Mr. Joo, with his back straight, asked the official.
“Then how long do I have to prepare to go back?”
“The governnt is asking you to return as soon as possible, but the decision rests with you.”
At the official’s words, Mr. Joo leaned against the back of his chair. Mr. Joo, with a strange smile whose aning was unknown, asked the official again.
“So you’re saying it’s okay to delay the date of the next emperor’s return?”
“Our Federal Empire doesn’t care.”
“Hmm…”
Joo humd lightly and thought for a mont before finally coming to a conclusion.
“It was sothing I desperately wanted, but I had no idea it would happen at such an unexpected ti. “It is difficult to make a decision right now, so I will send the royal eunuch to let you know within a few days.”
“I will report it that way. then.”
The official, who placed the state letter sent by the Ming Dynasty on the data table, bowed politely and stepped down.
When Wang Chong, who had gone out to see off the official, returned, tears stread down from Mr. Zhou’s eyes.
“Finally…”
Seeing Mr. Zhou unable to finish his sentence and only shedding tears, Wang Chong imdiately fell to the floor and cried out.
“mama! This is heaven’s punishnt! Now everything will fall into place! “I salute you and congratulate you!”
Mr. Joo responded to Wang Chung’s words by dabbing his eyes with a handkerchief.
“The cancer needs to be put back in place. Of course. Even if it was the order of His Majesty the First Emperor, the people who sent His Majesty to Liaodong and pushed him into a trap cannot be left alone. “We must make them pay for it.”
“That’s right!”
Mr. Joo, who was sharpening his blade for revenge, soon realized sothing and jumped up from his seat.
“wait! “The prince, or the emperor, hasn’t returned yet?”
“Yes, he went out to cool off for a while, but he hasn’t returned yet.”
“Unleash soone and bring them here imdiately.”
“Yes mama!”
After receiving Mr. Zhou’s order, Wang Chong imdiately went outside and called the servant. Mr. Joo sat down on his chair again and looked at the contents of the state book. Mr. Joo’s eyes were burning blue with venom as he checked the contents of the state record several tis.
“I still can’t forget that day.”
It was Mr. Ju who clearly saw the final monts of Ju Ji-jin and Jeon Jeon, who decided to commit suicide on the day when Liaodong Castle fell.
“I will definitely get revenge!”
Jusi, who had been dreaming of revenge, let out a long sigh.
“Whoa~. The problem is the emperor… he’s probably chasing that girl. What should I do…”
* * *
While Mr. Zhou was sighing, Zhou Jianxin was really talking to a girl.
“Geumsoon~. Why don’t you go to the entertainnt hall with the day after tomorrow? I heard that Hongmae, famous as Pyongyang’s famous dish, is coming. Let’s go and see Hongmae’s singing and dancing performance and eat so delicious food. You like Western Sundae, right? “Let’s eat together and watch a dance performance.”
“I want to go, but my mother will scold if she hears that I went to the entertainnt center with a man from outside the house.”
“He’s a neighbor, but he’s not a man from the outside, is he?”
“But that doesn’t work.”
“Geumsoon~.”
“If I have any more, my mother will scold . “I’m going~.”
The girl called Geum-sun returned ho, leaving Jo Gyeon-sim feeling helpless and exhausted.
Zhou Gyeon-shim, who was looking at Geum-sun’s back with a face full of regret, let out a long sigh and turned around.
“Whoa~.”
Several boys approached Joo Gyeon-sim, who was trudging along with his head down and sighing, making fun of him.
“Hey Jamryong (潛龍)! “Have you been kicked again?”
Joo Gyeon-sim, who suddenly saw the boy with his arm around his shoulder and making jokes, smiled slightly and answered.
“Is it necessary and you guys?”
“Then who else plays with the sleeping dragon besides us? “Isn’t there always a sleeping dragon next to a sleeping dragon?”
Joo Gyeon-sim smiled and responded to Pil-ji’s words.
“Isn’t it a small fish and not a dragon?”
“do you want to die? “Catch it!”
“I know your grades in social school and middle school, so why do you insist that you are a sleeper?”
In response to Joo Gyeon-sim’s words, Yoo Yoo responded with a face that said he was not praying.
“Is that so?”
As if he was aggrieved, Pil-Soo raised his hand and pointed at a boy next to him.
“Is Seok-Jun over there the only one here who has passed the entrance exam to this academy on the first try?”
Seok-jun raised his chin with a slightly arrogant expression at the words of the essentials, and the other boys next to him shouted at the sa ti.
“You bastard! “Are you going to put salt on when I’m in pain?”
“I’m already making a fuss at ho!”
As they said sothing to each other, the alley suddenly beca noisy. The adults around them muttered with pitiful faces at the noise.
“Those troublemakers are here again….”
“They should have put at least one more word of effort into math during that ti….”
“They are not bad-tempered people… If only they were stupid, they would have made them do the work in the first place…. “Is it a sleeping dragon or a
miscellaneous dragon…” Zhou Gyeonshim and the boys around him were famous people in this neighborhood.
* * *
The relationship between Joo Gyeon-sim and the boys began at the Social Min School.
Children who entered the Social Ministries School were divided into groups and spent most of the day together.
As they learned, played, and ate together, Joo Gyeon-sim and the boys beca close friends.
It’s not that the boys didn’t know Joo Gyeon-sim’s identity. This was because I heard the adults around whispering.
“…Okay, is that guy’s father the problem? What’s the kid’s fault?”
“That’s not true.”
The boys knew it sounded bad, even though they didn’t really know what it ant. Thanks to this, the boys were slightly distant from Joo Gyeon-sim at first.
However, as ti passed, the boys beca closer as they realized that Zhou Gyeonsim was not a bad kid.
And later, as they learned history, the boys learned the true aning of what adults said. But then the boys all made a similar decision.
“Yes, as the elders said, Gyeonsim’s father was the problem. “That guy wasn’t the problem, right?”
“The country doesn’t hold us accountable, so we have nothing to bla.”
The boys continued their friendship by making that decision. And at so point, the boys started calling themselves Jamryong.
The reason why they called themselves Jamryongs and those around them as Japryongs was because of Jugyeonsim.
When Joo Gyeon-sim ca across the word Jamryong while learning letters and basic Confucianism at the academy, he imdiately raised his voice.
“uh? Do I know this? “This is what your wife says to every day.”
At that mont, all the boys in the classroom burst into laughter.
“ha ha ha!”
“A sleeping dragon? “He says he’s a sleeping dragon!”
At the children’s ridicule, Joo Gyeon-sim complained of injustice with a face full of tears.
“Really! “Your wife said that every day!”
And as ti passed, the boys, who discovered Joo Gyeon-sim’s identity, nodded without realizing it.
“So it was a sleeping dragon?”
In this way, Joo Gyeon-sim’s nickna beca Jamryong.
The reason the adults around them clicked their tongues when they saw Joo Gyeon-sim and the boys was because of their talents.
Although they weren’t excellent, they had pretty good minds. But their problem was that they were overconfident.
“If I just put in a little effort, success will co!”
In fact, when one of them, Seokjun, passed the first round of the entrance exam to Lee Academy, their confidence skyrocketed.
“Look! “If we just put in a little effort, we can get results like that!”
Thanks to this, their parents sigh every day.
“Would you rather let get married?”
“Arthur. Are you going to get divorced in less than 15 days?”
“Those thunderbolts….”
* * *
In this noisy atmosphere, Pil-il spoke to Joo Gyeon-sim.
“Do you like Geumsun that much?”
“good night. “It’s to die for.”
“Then why don’t we just act first and leave later?”
Zhou Gyeon-shim shook his head at Pil-ji’s words.
“Boys have pride. Where would you go on an extramarital affair like that?”
In response to Joo Gyeonsim’s answer, Yoo Il-soo tapped Joo Gyeonsim’s shoulder.
“yes! That’s how you beco a sleeping dragon! A Jamryong must be a Jamryong! ha ha ha!”
“ha ha ha!”
While the two were talking about each other, a ssenger sent by Wang Chung visited Zhou Gyeonsim.
“Please co back quickly.”
“why?”
“I don’t know about Soin, but he says sothing big has happened.”
“okay?”
Hearing Yong-in’s words, Joo Gyeon-sim looked back at Pil-pil and the other comrades.
“I think I’ll have to leave for today.”
“okay. See you tomorrow.”
* * *
After returning ho, Zhou Jianxin went straight to Mr. Zhou’s residence.
“Are you going to hear this again?”
When Zhou Jianxin entered the door of the main house, worried about Mr. Zhou’s nagging, he stopped in his tracks.
Because Mr. Zhou, Wang Chong, and everyone else who was left with them were kneeling down and looking at him.
“What is this…”
At that mont, everyone kneeling down shouted at the sa ti, putting their heads on the ground.
“I want to see you in heaven! “Long live, long live, long live!”
“Long live, long live, long live!”
Zhou Gyeonshen, who was unable to co to his senses due to the people’s shouts of hurrah, asked Mr. Joo.
“What is going on? Seeing the sky? Is there a problem?”
Wang Chong ca forward and answered Zhou Jianxin’s question.
“You are now the Emperor of Ming.”
“I beg your pardon? what?”
“You have beco the Emperor! I’m sorry! “Long live, long live, long live!”
Zhou Jianxin looked devastated at Wang Chong’s words.
“I beca emperor?”
* * *
Ju Gyeon-shim barely ca to his senses and checked the state records at Ju-si’s residence.
“Is this national record really authentic?”
Wang Chong stepped forward and answered Zhou Gyeonshim’s question to confirm again.
“The original is coming back. “It was brought directly by an official from the Federal Empire Managent Office.”
“Huh…”
At Wang Chong’s answer, Zhou Jianxin’s mind turned blank.
‘I’m the emperor? Is that also the Emperor of Ming? ‘It’s not a dream, it’s reality?’
Zhou Gyeonshen could not believe the current reality. Of course, after finding out about his birth, he sotis imagined himself becoming emperor.
‘But imagination is just imagination.’
Because I knew my own reality well, I thought it was just my imagination, but suddenly my imagination beca reality.
‘okay! Let’s admit it! This is not a dream! I have beco emperor!’
“Whoa~.”
Zhou Jianxin, who managed to organize his thoughts, looked at Mr. Zhou and Wang Chong.
“So are you leaving right away?”
“No.”
At Wang Chong’s answer, Zhou Jianxin folded his arms and fell into thought again. Zhou Jianxin thought for a mont and looked at Mr. Zhou.
“What do you want to do when I sit on the emperor’s throne?”
Since Mr. Joo caught up with him and talked about his past grudges whenever he got the chance, Joo Gyeon-shen expected an answer to so extent. And Mr. Joo’s answer did not exceed his expectations.
“Please punish those who pushed Your Majesty’s father into a trap.”
At Mr. Zhou’s answer, Zhou Jianxin could not help but sigh again.
“Whoa~.”
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