Episode 847: Daily Life in the Empire (6)
Hu Fu (胡服) entered the Empire – Joseon at the ti – when the Jurchen people ca to stay in Hanseong.
As the children of the Jurchen tribe’s noble chiefs and high-ranking officials in Joseon received official positions in the central governnt and stayed in Hanseong, the residents of Hanseong at that ti ca into contact with the Jurchen tribe’s good fortune.
The first reaction of Joseon people who ca across Hobok was ‘grave grave’.
“The clothes look a bit cramped….”
“It would be comfortable for riding a horse.”
Like the reaction of the Joseon people at the ti, Hobok was a garnt created to et the needs of the Jurchen tribe, who were nomads.
The neck and chest were tightly closed to prevent wind from seeping in, and the side lines were open to make it easier to get on and off the horse.
Underneath the Hobok top made in this way, won wore skirts or trousers and n wore trousers as everyday attire.
The fact that Jurchen won wore skirts and pants was also a sign of status.
Upper-class won who rarely rode horses wore skirts, and lower-class won who had to move a lot wore pants.
Therefore, this suit did not beco a bomb in the fashion world. Even for the nobility who liked to argue, it was good clothing that did not pose any major problems.
Rather, what the noblen hated were the foot bindings of won from Ming Dynasty.
What made this kind of luxury clothing a bomb in the fashion world was the fragrance of the won of the imperial family.
* * *
Hyang was making steady efforts to improve clothing, starting with skirt pants made by modifying the riding pants that were popular among Western upper-class won in the late 19th and early 20th centuries.
Funnily enough, it started with the most basic problem, the bathroom.
“Wow! There are so many things hanging around! “I’m going to pack up my clothes!”
Because of this basic inconvenience, Hyang worked hard to improve his clothing.
Thanks to these efforts, the clothing of people from the Joseon Dynasty and later empires continued to change.
However, what made this scent difficult to touch was the won’s clothing.
Even the most zealous effort to abolish Gache ended up being only half successful.
The gache, which was so large and heavy that it was said that it broke the neck of the new bride, and the eoyeo-ori on which it was topped almost disappeared, but the gache boasted its tenacious vitality as the jojim-ori with cheopji and jokduri beca popular.
* * *
In addition to the gacha, the thing that Hyang couldn’t easily touch was won’s underwear.
“Isn’t it too stuffy…” Hyang
grumbled inwardly every ti she saw the Crown Princess and Yangje Yangwon in their underwear in the bedroom.
Starting with leg underwear, which can be considered the panties of the 21st century, won of the nobility wore four layers of underwear under their skirts, and won of won’s houses wore three layers of underwear under their skirts. The top was also everyday wear, consisting of several layers, starting with the undergarnt and the undergarnt.
Of course, the poor who could not afford to dress up in various outfits could only wear red socks and underpants.
However, it was a daily routine for won in families with enough money to make a living, regardless of their gender, to wear at least that much layering.
To go one step further, there were cases where won who were relatives or high-ranking officials wore more than 10 layers of underwear and bottoms. Of course, mujigi, the main culprit for increasing the number of layers, was to put on and take off the overlapping skirts by tying them together, but that did not an that 7 to 8 layers beca one layer.
Because the situation was like this, the scent was grumbling.
“I have a long way to go… but if I keep going like this, I’m going to kill myself.”
It was the scent that made grumble inside every ti I went to bed with my queen and concubines.
Because it slled like this, it was a daily routine for to mutter to myself whenever I saw the royal robes of the Jurchen couple attending a banquet held by King Sejong and paying their respects.
‘Cheongsam and swords are a cheat key… If you add a garter belt and a pistol, it’s the complete version… It doesn’t matter if it’s a real event or an animation…’ As an
aside, this is an afterword about the fragrance that looks intently at the won of the Jurchen tribe. This was going around.
“Isn’t it possible that the crown prince is interested in Jurchen won?”
“no way? “Didn’t you only have the Crown Princess and Yangje Yangwon?”
“That’s right. “In the beginning, you said you would only have one Crown Princess, but due to His Majesty’s insistence, there were only three.”
“The crown prince is also a man. “Do you know anything?”
“Hmm…”
Eventually, this rumor spread and reached Sejong’s ears, and he imdiately called Hyang.
“I will ask you boy to boy. “Perhaps…”
Before Sejong could finish his sentence, Hyang urgently answered.
“Oh no! “I was just intrigued by their clothes!”
“…I know so.”
King Sejong responded with a strange expression and sent out incense. King Sejong, who was paying his respects and watching the scent go out, muttered softly.
“But it’s a bit disappointing. Bringing in a Jurchen woman was a good move politically, but…”
* * *
Afterwards, Joseon turned into an empire and Hyang, who beca emperor, muttered with a strange smile.
“I an, I gathered enough ingredients…”
Hyang, who sat alone in the bed and muttered sothing aningful, gave an order to the eunuch.
“Please call the Councilor Eochimjang.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
After a while, the chief of the royal family ca running after receiving the eunuch’s ssage and bowed with a very nervous expression on his face.
“Did you call ?”
“Okay, Jim has a favor to ask you.”
Hearing Hyang’s request, Eochimjang bowed down on the floor and raised his voice.
“It’s extrely unfair of you to ask a lowly Jangjang! Just give orders.”
“I understand, then… Juseo and the officers should leave for a while.”
After sending out the officers and the chief priests, Hyang opened the drawer of the writing table, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Eochimjang.
“Take it.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Eochimjang, who ca at a kneeling pace and handed over the paper, looked at the picture drawn on the paper and looked at the scent with surprised eyes. It was a serious offense to look directly at the emperor without permission. Nevertheless, the picture drawn on paper was so shocking that I almost forgot about it.
After seeing Eochimjang’s reaction, Hyang smiled softly and continued speaking.
“These are pajamas for the empress and her queen.”
“Ah…”
While nodding his head at Hyang’s words, Eochimjang had a perplexed expression on his face.
“It’s unconventional.”
“Sotis there has to be sothing unconventional like this. “Then I will explain the ingredients.”
“yes.”
At Hyang’s words, Eochimjang took out paper and a stylus from his sleeve. As soon as the preparations for fish sauce were finished, Hyang began to speak.
“First of all, the finest lace and silk stocka (predecessor of stocka stockings) made in France on top-quality silk that is so thin and soft that it is transparent….”
“Yes, yes….”
As ti passed, Eochimjang wrote down all the fragrance orders. I ca out of the bedroom holding the picture with the design in my hand.
On his way back to the hospital, Eochimjang stopped several tis to look at the painting. Eochimjang, who was examining the painting by the moonlight, let out an exclamation.
“Kya! Looking closely, I can’t believe that it’s a tiger’s uniform, and that such a sexy acupuncture suit cos out of the tiger’s uniform! “There is nothing your Majesty can’t do, and you even have such style!”
Eochimjang, who could roughly guess what kind of clothes would co out just by looking at the design, was amazed.
“This will soon cause an uproar in all corners of the empire!”
Eochimjang, who was anticipating what would happen in the future, suddenly beca stiff.
“wait! If it goes as I expected, all of my relatives will soon find out… and if that happens, there will be work…”
Eochimjang, who was already well aware of the power of the ‘Gyeongbokgung Palace Mafia’, sighed.
“Whoa~. My uniform has exploded. It exploded. At least… my na will be known.”
As compensation for this incident, the local governnt ordered an officer to record that Eochimjang did the work under the local governnt’s orders.
* * *
Following the orders of the village head, Eochimjang diligently collected ingredients. To obtain the necessary materials, the rchant, together with an interpreter, visited a French rchant staying in Seoul.
The French rchant’s face beca brighter as he wrote down the order through the translator.
‘Everything is of the highest quality! ‘How much is this?’
The rchant who was groveling and writing it down asked the translator.
“Where can I deliver it?”
“It’s the imperial palace.”
“omg!”
The startled rchant answered imdiately.
“What we have now is not enough to serve in the imperial palace.”
“The quality of the item is the issue, ti cos second. But I can’t wait forever.”
“I will do my best!”
“Don’t forget. Everything must be of the highest quality. And we must arrive before it is too late.”
“Yes yes.”
The French rchant who received the order imdiately rode an iron horse and went down to Mokpo. The rchant who boarded the trading ship that departed from Mokpo imdiately returned to France.
Under normal circumstances, only a ssage would have been sent, but the rchant chose to make the move himself.
‘It’s about delivering to the imperial family! If you do it right, you can make a lot of money from then on!’
As a rchant who had seen the power of word of mouth while staying in the empire, it was an opportunity that could not be missed.
* * *
It took so ti, but once all the ingredients were obtained, work began imdiately.
Eochimjang directly or supervised the entire process, starting with dyeing the stoka and lace black.
Eochimjang, who had successfully completed the first work, worked hard to cut the silk, sew it, and apply gold leaf.
Finally, after finishing all the work and making three sets of acupuncture suits, Eochimjang clenched his fists and shouted.
“No more! did my best!”
Eochimjang, satisfied with his results, visited Naegwan.
“Please report this to His Majesty.”
“I understand.”
Hyang, who heard the story through an insider, went to see the doctor himself. After checking the results, the Hyang highly praised the Eochimjang and the Chimjangjang and gave orders to the Naegwan.
“Please deliver it to the empress and empresses.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
After receiving the order, the eochimjang carefully packaged the acupuncture needles and handed them to the naekwan. Hyang had a sad expression on his face as he watched the eunuchs carrying the wrapped acupuncture needles and heading towards the place where the empress and her concubines were.
“They have such a good bass… Hmm!”
Hyang muttered sothing aningful and imdiately turned around.
“ruler! “Today must end on ti!”
* * *
That night, the fragrance visited the Empress’s bed.
“Your Majesty, please turn off the light….”
“Let’s wait a little longer.”
The Empress couldn’t overco her sha and twisted her body as she saw Hyang looking at her wearing a gown with a sad expression.
“Haha, it’s not polite to dress like this…”
“Have you ever been fully dressed when we sleep together?”
At Hyang’s words, the Empress imdiately lowered her head with a red face. As Hyang said, when the two of them slept together, they never wore proper clothes.
Hyang was so tired that he could not even take off his clothes and slept in them, or he could sleep without anything on.
Anyway, that night, the two had a ‘hot night’ for the first ti in a long ti. No, it wasn’t just the empress. The sa was true for the two empresses.
It was good up to that point, but after that, Hyang called a dical doctor and put a compress on his waist.
But there were other unfortunate victims. They were Jimilsanggung and rchant ships who always had to stay near the village.
Jimilsanggung muttered softly while covering up the nosebleed that was flowing out.
“The person who was in charge of the East Palace before had frequent nosebleeds, so I wondered why…”
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