Episode 165. She scratches the itch. (2)
Jangyang shed tears as she stamped her forehead on the floor as if she was in a hurry.
Youngje opened his mouth with a sullen face, even though Jangyang’s forehead was cut and bleeding.
“Really unrelated?”
“yes. I feel like I want to open my stomach and show you the inside.”
“Haha okay. If Yeolhu Jang was like that, then that would be it. It’s to the point where I want to open my stomach and show you what’s inside… I’ll rember that.”
The emperor changed his mood for a mont and smiled lightly, but Zhang Yang felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.
‘The sorcery law has been broken. How…’
Jangyang suddenly felt that the palace was like a cushion of thorns and was afraid of the painter.
‘There’s no way he’ll fail since he attached the Ten Swords to Hosun, but… it’s not enough. I’ll have to move myself.’
Zhang Yang gritted his teeth inwardly.
The techniques and martial arts of the three sons, including Zhang Ge, were all handed down by Zhang Yang.
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“Haha, I thought I wouldn’t get any governnt posts….. Where is the current rank?”
Liu Bi smiled bitterly when he received the letter of appointnt with the emperor’s seal and the teaching letter.
“Sorry. I beca a monk, but Yu Gong was only given the position of Hyeonwi.”
“no. I am really satisfied with my current position. There are a lot of people who went down without receiving any governnt posts.”
“If Empress Jangyang hadn’t objected with a blood clot around her neck, she could have beco a sage… Whoa~.”
As the painter let out a long sigh, Equipnt and Guan Yu, who were listening by the side, gnashed their teeth.
“To accept the incumbent position despite the opposition of a person like Jang Yang, you are no longer a teacher-speaker, but a teacher-speaker. Master Eosa has really put a lot of effort into it.”
“Your Majesty’s treatnt isn’t over yet, so I’ll try to talk to you later so that I can get a higher official position.”
“You have already done a great job, so you don’t have to overdo it. If you incur hatred from the eunuchs, your position as Master Eosa could be rather precarious.”
“I don’t have to worry about my place. And I will take the opportunity to get a promotion.”
“Haha, by the way, His Majesty has also bestowed wealth, so now we can set up sides for the righteous soldiers.”
When the painter went to the slum, Liu Bei did not return to the inn and accompanied the painter.
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After receiving Jangyang’s order, Hushun was the first to figure out the fireman’s movent route.
It is about 20 li from the south gate of the Imperial Palace to Hongso.
It’s a long distance on foot, but it’s a short distance that can be reached in about half an hour on horseback.
Hoshun set up a location to ambush Hwabu near a bridge called Changgyo, which was the way to get out of the Imperial City and into Hongso.
People were using Changgyo, a wooden bridge, as a boundary between the Imperial City and the slums.
People living in Hwangdo did not co near the Changgyo because they despised the slums, and people in the slums also did not go near the Changgyo because they could get into a fuss if they crossed the Changgyo.
A place where people are rare, but a place where you have to pass by.
It was the perfect place for an ambush.
-They’re coming.
When Samgeom, who was watching, gave a hand signal, Hosoon and his subordinates ducked lower through the bushes.
Hosun and his n planned to open the attack with a bow and then kill the opponent with a sword.
-What is the number?
– Seven.
-I get it.
Hosoon hung a bow on the string and gave a slightly bitter smile.
‘Do I have to shoot a bow at only seven?’
At least, the opponent is not a general or a military man, but a mber of the legislature.
Of course, there are a few escorts, but even so, it is at the level of a lawmaker. You have to take a good look at it.
‘Well, they say tigers do their best when catching rabbits…’
Hosoon tried to pull the bowstring lightly, trying to calm down.
He would shoot his bow, but it seed that he would not pull out his sword.
‘I don’t know what you did wrong to be taken by the Queen, but soone like the Queen is soone you shouldn’t disturb.’
After lying on the grass for a while and holding his breath, his subordinate sent another hand signal.
– I think the bridge will pass soon.
Shuk.
When Hosoon gave a hand signal, Samgeom, who had been sending a hand signal until now, also hid himself. After a while, the fireman’s party crossed the bridge on horseback.
‘The mont I cross all those bridges, I attack.’
The ti of the attack had already been promised.
The mont Hoshun drew the bowstring, the horseman in front pulled out a long spear hanging from his waist.
“The little flies are flying around trying to live! I’ll save just one of mine, and I’ll slit everyone else’s throat!”
Ting.
Hoshun did not listen to the opponent’s words until the end and hurriedly let go of the bowstring. There was no ti to hesitate unless I was caught.
The ten swords seed to feel the sa way, so several arrows flew towards the first one at once.
Whoops.
The opponent was knocking out several arrows at once with one big swing of the spear.
Shun’s expression darkened.
‘Go Coriander!’
I couldn’t afford to restock my arrows.
The one who struck the arrow with a spear rode a horse and ran toward the place where they were hiding.
‘shit! Where did such a master appear!’
Hosun threw down his bow, drew his sword, and stood up.
There are five people riding horses.
All five of them were ridiculously carrying long spears or hats that could only be used on the battlefield.
“Two people in a group, one at a ti. The one sword is my mate.”
“yes.”
Hosoon shouted once more as Ilgeom stood next to him, running forward.
“Left.”
Without needing to hear an answer, the sword turned to the right and aid at the man with the long spear from the left and right.
“joy!”
At that mont, the sound of a horseman snorting was heard in Hosun’s ears.
‘bouncer. I was embarrassed because I was caught, not because of your skills!’
Hosoon thought that his skills were no less than theirs. No, enough to overwhelm them.
All of the Ten Swords here are from Executioners.
When they go to the battlefield, they are capable enough to beco longevity.
‘Haap!’
Hosoon let out a spirit inwardly and countered the opponent’s spear.
While you block the spear like this, a sword approaching from the other side will cut off the horse’s leg or attack the gap. If that happens, no matter how skilled you are, you will collapse in an instant.
Quaang.
The mont the sword and spear collided, Hosun was startled. The knife broke too easily.
Hosoon realized that he hadn’t grasped one thing until the spear cut through his right shoulder.
‘Saturday iron!’
The spear that shattered the sword even cut off his shoulder as a bonus. In order to lift weights like this, the handle of that spear had to be made of tal, not wood.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…!”
Even while Hosoon was rolling on the floor, he did not give up hope that his colleague Ilgum had done sothing.
He thought he had cut off the horse’s leg or at least stabbed his opponent in the side.
squeak.
However, the head of the sword was unbelievably soaring up into the air spraying blood.
Unexpectedly, the horse jumped over the sword he was wielding.
‘How can this be so nonsensical…’
Hosoon turned his head to look at the others.
Although he and himself suffered a blow, the others hoped that sothing would co of it. However, their heads were blown off by sothing like an iron club, or they were skewered by spears, or their necks were running away from long knives.
One by one, masters who are better than themselves.
If Hosun had been riding a horse, he would not have been so easily defeated, but the superiority of horses and weapons brought about terrible results.
‘I should at least kill myself.’
If only he survived, he would probably be subjected to terrible torture.
Hosun grabbed the broken knife with his left hand and stabbed him in the stomach.
hooked
It’s a broken knife, but it still pierced the belly skin.
* * *
“You got Jangyang’s advice, didn’t you?”
Hosoon, who was faintly awake, looked at the fireman with questioning eyes.
‘Big ….. terrible pain! Obviously I committed suicide. How are you still not dead?’
The mory of being stabbed in the stomach with a broken knife was still vivid.
And even if stabbing him in the stomach with a knife did not result in death, his entire right shoulder was blown off.
He should have died from excessive blood loss.
But for so reason, it hurt terribly and the world was dizzy enough to turn around, but I was still alive.
“Everybody knows if this bastard is awake, but he pretends not to wake up.”
Took.
When the person next to him with a beard covered his face touched his right shoulder, his mouth dropped open.
“Biga …”
scread and the pain was doubled and horrible. It got to the point where I couldn’t even scream loudly.
“Isn’t it strange that he stabbed himself in the stomach with a knife and is still alive?”
At the fireman’s question, Hosoon gritted his teeth and stopped screaming.
This was the first question I asked myself.
“How am I still alive?”
“Don’t you know who I am?”
“Senator of! No matter how much you are a mber of the council… how?”
“Compared to a mber of the legislature, he is known for his excellent dical skills. Even if you bite your tongue and cut it in half, you won’t die! Even if you drink the poison and your intestines lt, you won’t die.”
Hosun looked into the fireman’s eyes.
His eyes were so calm that even the illusion that he was reading a book rather than torturing himself was calm.
I imdiately felt that the other person was not lying.
“Don’t lie. I could bite my tongue and die right now.”
“Then take a bite. Even if the knife penetrated the stomach and cut off the intestines, he saved it, but it’s difficult to attach the tongue.”
Hoseok was terrified.
The fact that my stomach hurts and my shoulder hurts now are far beyond what I can tolerate. Add to that the pain of having his tongue cut off, and it seed like he couldn’t stand it.
It would be nice if I could die like that, but if I couldn’t die, if I had to live with such horrible pain…
purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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hooked
At that mont, the painter took out a needle and inserted it into the back of his neck. In an instant, part of the excruciating pain disappeared like a lie.
“I can’t think well when I’m in too much pain, so I made him think about it.”
‘It’s a monster-like dical technique. Did he have such a high reputation for having such a dical skill?’
Horror flickered in Hoseok’s eyes.
“Who told you to kill ? Are you Zhang Yang?”
Hosoon wanted to say no for a mont, but his mind, not his body, had already collapsed and was overwheld.
“I don’t know.”
“It doesn’t really matter. Because I know that the person who bought it is Yang Yang.”
“Why did you let live when you said it didn’t matter?”
“Because we need evidence to tie up Zhang Yang.”
“I didn’t receive Jangyang’s orders.”
“If you want to say that, keep saying it. If you say that for a decade or so, you might change your mind. Oh, the saliva will be pulled out in a while. No, I have to pick it up now.”
When the fireman pulled out the needle, Hosun’s face twisted terribly.
I didn’t know when the pain continued, but when it decreased and then increased again, it was terribly unbearable.
“Big uh uh uh …..”
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