Episode 361. Double-edged sword (2)
“Nanggun.”
“ma’am.”
The painter hugged his wife for the first ti in a long ti.
Five years had passed before he fought and won against Jingju, Ikju, and the Xiliang Army, and was crowned emperor.
I haven’t heard of the house once in a while.
“hello. father.”
At that ti, her daughter Hwarang hesitantly greeted the painter.
The daughter I saw when I was 3 years old was turning 8 years old.
“huh. okay. You’ve grown so much already. sorry. Co here. Let’s hug each other.”
“yes? Ah yes.”
Hwarang looked at her mother’s face for a mont, then forced herself to walk closer and hugged the painter.
snap.
The painter held his daughter and lifted him up.
“This guy looks just like his mother!”
“Yes hehe.”
Hwarang laughed with a very awkward face.
The painter held the daughter for a long ti, then put it down, approached the mother, and prostrated herself.
“A disgruntled little boy finally sees his mother…”
“Is it a blessing to be on that carriage?”
My mother’s eyes were not on the fireman, but on the wagon carrying the coffin behind him.
Yeo-po’s body was sent to the family of Mrs. Eom and Cho-seon, and Hwa-bok’s body was brought to the painter’s shop.
“Your mother. I couldn’t protect my older brother because I was a small child.”
“I have already heard from people how Bok-yi died.”
For so reason, the mother did not cry or show any emotional ups and downs.
rattle.
However, when he approached the carriage and opened the coffin, he passed out.
If the fireman had not hurriedly helped her, she would have hit her head on the ground and suffered a concussion.
The fireman hurriedly laid the mother down, laid the spittle, and massaged the back of her neck.
After a while, she woke up and the tears she had been holding back began to flow endlessly. Her tears continued until the funeral period was over and the eldest son was buried.
In the anti, I fainted three tis, and each ti, the fireman was by my side to provide first aid.
Since the flower pot was contacted in advance, the two brothers took care of the funeral, and the mother and sister-in-law were busy consoling each other.
A few days after the funeral, the procession of mourners that had flooded in like a wave ca to an end.
Of course, condolences from distant places such as Ikju and Yangju were still coming, but now I can afford to take care of my family.
Flower Pot asked while pouring a drink into a glass with bloodshot eyes.
“When are you planning to hit Jojo?”
“We’re going to strike after we’ve pacified Xiliang.”
The fireman poured the alcohol his brother poured into his mouth at once and poured it into his brother’s glass.
“Wouldn’t it be too late? The ti for you to strike Xiliang is enough ti for Cao Cao to kill Byeongju and the sons of Yuan Shao who fled to Yuju. If you absorb their power, it won’t be easy for you either, right?”
“I will absorb more power than Cao Cao.”
“I understand what you an, but do you really need to give that chance? What if I attack Cheongju while you pacify Xiliang?”
Cheongju is the land of Jojo, adjacent to Seoju.
“My older brother, Jojo, is a strong man that is difficult to deal with alone.”
For an instant, the flower pot’s eyes twitched.
“I look weak in your eyes, do you see?”
“I don’t an that you are weak, it ans that Jojo is just as picky.”
“That word is that word.”
“I know how you feel, but please wait a little while until I calm Xiliang.”
“I heard that it is already a large army of well over a million, so wouldn’t it be better to turn half of it to Xi Liang’s calm and join forces with the other half to attack Cao Cao? Even so, it is a large army of over a million.”
“Moving behind my older brother without hesitation can result in exposing weaknesses both left and right. Even if we have a lot of troops right now, we are in a situation where we are getting attention from others because of that number. Rather than exposing weaknesses, I think it would be better to conquer Seo Liang and then create a large army of over 2 million to strike at once.”
“As far as I can see, that’s enough for now.”
“There is no shortage of troops, but it will take a long ti. And that’s how many soldiers will die.”
“I know you care very much for your soldiers. However, you must not delay your brother’s revenge any longer.”
“It’s not that I don’t know how you feel, but each and every soldier has a family. It is my heart that I want to hurt them as little as possible and let as little number die. No matter what my brother says about this, I have no choice but to delay my revenge.”
When the pain that the soldiers’ families had to go through was ntioned, the pot could no longer urge the painter.
“Haa~ I don’t understand sotis. A guy who cares about the people like you is the protagonist of this war.”
“The only reason I beca a feudal lord was because I wanted to end the war quickly.”
“Co to think of it, even in the imperial palace, they said they didn’t care about the emperor and only took care of the patients. Are you really not interested in the imperial realm?”
The painter, who heard the words of the flower pot, did not answer right away and looked him in the eyes.
‘Are you interested in imperial power?’
I suddenly thought that I was not the immature older brother who taught swordsmanship in the past.
Before he knew it, his older brother’s age was also looking at Bulguk (40).
‘Co to think of it, my brother is also a feudal lord who rules Xuzhou. I hear that he has managed Xuzhou well for several years and is popular, and refugees from all over the world flock to him… Wouldn’t he be able to rule this country well?’
He went through hardships as a child, and he is a flower pot that still lives with the people without hesitation. I thought that ruling the Western Zhou and the Han Empire was a completely different task, but with competent subordinates, the possibility of becoming an emperor who cared for the people was high enough.
“How is your brother?”
When the painter asked, the flower pot paused for a mont.
Even though they are siblings, this could be a very sensitive topic.
After about three or four breaths, he opened his mouth.
“If you want to beco emperor, I will do my best to assist you. But I have no desire to see if anyone other than you rises to that position.”
“Good.”
The fireman nodded quietly.
“I have no intention of becoming emperor, so please make an effort to make a better country than the Xuzhou now, when you beco emperor and respect the people and respect humanity.”
bruise.
At the end of the fireman’s words, the flower pot opened its eyes wide as if slightly surprised.
Didn’t a great empress with such power and power give up the throne of the emperor too easily? Is this really sincere? The pot suddenly beca curious about his younger brother’s heart.
“Ah, no matter how much a mber of the council is a vocation… is it so easy to say that you have no intention of becoming an emperor?”
The painter looked at his brother in disbelief and raised his finger to the sky.
“I originally had no intention of becoming an emperor, but it seems that Heaven has no intention of putting in the position of emperor. So, I tried to consult with the two older brothers early on, but since the older brother Bok-yi left like that, now only the older brother is left.”
“I don’t think you can be confident that you know the will of Heaven… How?”
“no. I know the will of Heaven.”
The pot was at a loss for words when he saw the painter’s confident tone of voice and the look in his eyes that showed no regret at all.
It was said that power cannot be divided even between parents and children.
How much more should they be brothers?
However, the younger brother said that he would give the imperial power without regret.
“I hear people in the world call you Uiseon, so are you sure you are a Taoist Taoist who has no interest in real power?”
“If I were a Taoist, would I be living so fiercely on earth if I was just hanging out in the sky?”
“I’m not a god, but I have no regrets about becoming the Son of Heaven. How can I…”
“Didn’t I say it wasn’t mine?”
“Huh~ I don’t understand.”
“If you kill Jojo, I will organize all of this and hand it over to you.”
“Are you serious?”
“How many tis do I have to tell you to believe it?”
“It’s all… I can’t believe it.”
“Believe . And if you believe , slow down the Cheongju attack a little bit. We will conquer Xiliang before the end of this year and launch an all-out attack next year.”
“No, it’s fine if you don’t give the emperor, so let’s attack Jojo right away.”
“older brother!”
The fireman’s voice rose abruptly.
“You are the one who is stubborn. Are you not considering my words at all because you always think that your will is right? If my words are so precious, let’s gather so brilliant bookmakers and listen to their opinions. Whether this is the ti to attack Cao Cao or the ti to postpone it.”
stop.
The painter thought that his older brother’s words made sense, so he couldn’t be stubborn.
‘Wait, why am I hesitant to attack Jojo? Although I set the ti after the Xiliang pacification… I can’t guarantee that it’s right, right? Is there any other reason for hesitation?’
As I pondered the reason for the delay, I realized that the cause was the history of the future, which I knew through knowledge.
The painter quietly excluded historical knowledge and judged the situation based only on the current situation.
Then I started to see things I hadn’t seen before.
‘The ti when Jojo’s power is weakest is right now! That’s why my older brother is showing his impatience, and many bookmakers are saying that now is the right ti.’
Already because of himself, history is flowing in a different direction from what he knew, but he was foolishly entangled in history.
A sudden realization ca.
‘Heh heh… I must have been foolish!’
I realized my stupidity, now I need to correct it.
“great. Your brother may be right. We need to gather the bookmakers and longevity and hold a eting.”
“Good idea. If you can only avenge your older brother, you don’t have to give the throne.”
“…..”
“Master.”
The painter and the flower pot were about to get up from their seats, but Bun-ah ran from afar with Yun-ju.
“uh? Earn!”
Perhaps because of the joy, the fireman’s voice grew louder.
“Receive from . Poor disciple Bun-ah greets Master after a long ti.”
When Bun-a bowed down on her face, Yun-ju, who was next to her, also bowed by sitting down.
“Heh heh… Why are you saying such a grandiose greeting? It must have been difficult to co a long way, so get up quickly.”
“yes.”
“So, did you eat dinner?”
“It is still before dinner. There are other people who ca with .”
“Companions? who?”
“I ca to pay condolences with Son Kwon and his wife in Yangju.”
“ah! right. you were in yangju But if you ca to the condolences together, you would co together. Why did you and your wife co in first?”
“Son Kwon’s son-in-law was delayed due to disarming, so only we entered first.”
“ah! ard.”
The fireman nodded his head when he heard the reason.
No matter how much they mourned, since the tis were heinous, generals were disarming at the entrance of the painter’s shop.
Until now, only the guards who ca with the emperor had visited the condolence gate without disarming. Of course, the captains of the escort were those who escorted the fireman in the past.
“You must be hungry, let’s go eat.”
“First of all, I will offer my condolences to Hwabok’s funeral.”
“Oh, yes. Let’s go to Yeongjeon.”
“yes.”
As the fireman took Bun-ah to Yeongjeon, he glanced at Yun-ju, who was following him.
She had a hard ti with the painter, so she didn’t dare to open her mouth except to say hello.
“Mrs. Yoon.”
“yes! Ah yes. Hwabu Eosa Daebu.”
“Tsk, are you still the Eosa Godfather? I’m the teacher of the nanggun, shouldn’t I have a different honorific title? Furthermore, I heard that you are learning dicine from Bun-ah, so you are learning my dicine after all? From now on, call Master just like Bun-ah.”
stop.
Hearing the painter’s words, Yunju suddenly stopped walking and burst into tears. Then, he prostrated himself and bowed again.
“How can you be so unworthy of a lowly …”
The painter hurriedly raised her up. Then he took Bun-ah’s hand and let her hold her hand and opened his mouth.
“Looking at the letter that Buna sent the other day, it seems that Mrs. Yoon made a great contribution to making the seven-leaf cheongjeomje. Since then, I have already made up my mind to treat Mrs. Yoon the sa as my son, so from now on, please call your teacher.”
“I don’t know what to do with Master Shi’s graceful body.”
“The Chili-leaf Blue Point Jem made by Mrs. Awa Yun will free many people in this world from the pain of parasites. So it’s okay to accept this little consideration.”
“Most of them were made by Master, and my wife and I only finished the final touches. How do you pass the ball to us?”
“It’s a start, anyone can do it. But that finish is not sothing that anyone can do. He did really well this ti.”
The painter patted Bun-ah on the shoulder several tis and then took the lead.
Bun-ah and Yun-ju followed the fireman’s footsteps and looked as if they had won the world.
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