Present.
Luoyang, North Mang Mountain, Gongsun Clan’s mansion.
The forr clan heads, taking turns reviewing the docunts received from Yeon So-hyeon, nodded their heads.
“…Accordingly, as follows, the aforentioned business operator selection authority for the two projects is granted to Yeon So-hyeon, the Eldest Young Master of the Luoyang Sword House.”
“Hmm.”
“At least based on the docunts, it seems certain.”
Yeon So-hyeon grinned.
“Would I dare present fake docunts to you esteed seniors?”
As they returned the docunts to Yeon So-hyeon, the forr clan heads spoke.
“Good. But Eldest Young Master.”
“This alone is insufficient.”
“‘re docunts with seals stamped on them’ are not enough.”
Gongsun Nakang stroked his chin and looked at Yeon So-hyeon with sharp eyes.
“Eldest Young Master, tell us the entire process of how you obtained this.”
They needed to know the full process to make a judgnt after all their reviews.
Ordinary people would have imdiately entered negotiations to hand over the business rights.
But the old monsters were different.
Even if they were starving to death, they were the type to first doubt and verify ‘food given by others’ before putting it in their mouths.
The forr clan head of the Lu Clan licked his lips.
“Clearly, I heard it had sothing to do with the Eldest Young Master protecting Daseollang.”
Yeon So-hyeon clapped his hands lightly.
“That’s right. Then let’s start the explanation of the circumstances behind the business rights from Daseollang.”
***
About two months ago.
Around the end of winter.
The situation where Ei Sect’s abuse of Daseollang was getting worse by the day.
Shangguan Nanhua’s father, the Governor of Chengdu, was writhing in agony that he couldn’t help the children.
A letter arrived for him.
‘I can protect Daseollang for you.’
When he first started reading the letter, he thought it was soone’s ill-natured prank.
But seeing the next line, his thoughts changed a bit.
‘The evidence will arrive later. Yeon So-hyeon, the Eldest Young Master of the Luoyang Sword House.’
***
“Wait a mont…!”
The forr clan head of the Yang Clan waved his hand.
Recalling the information he knew, he asked Yeon So-hyeon.
“That was before those Daseollang children even left Sichuan, right? Are you saying you had already started getting involved in Daseollang’s affairs back then?”
Yeon So-hyeon looked at the forr clan head of the Yang Clan with a puzzled gaze.
“What are you talking about? Of course, to achieve sothing, you have to lay the groundwork in advance.”
Yeon So-hyeon’s words that there were plans and things were already in progress from long ago.
“…That’s true. Please continue the story.”
Another forr clan head interjected.
“Then how did you deliver the letter?”
Yeon So-hyeon’s lodious voice echoed through the garden.
“This matter absolutely couldn’t leak out, and the letter couldn’t be delivered through soone from the Sword House. No one knows how far the eyes of the Sword House’s intelligence departnt reach.”
The forr clan heads, well aware of the reputation of the Luoyang Sword House’s intelligence departnt, nodded.
“Therefore, I delivered the letter through an information broker I had just recruited at the ti.”
***
Right after the disappearance of the Black Bone Faction.
Se-ah, who had presented a sword to Yeon So-hyeon, smiled.
“I’m the first person to see the Swordless One holding a sword.”
Yeon So-hyeon scoffed.
“Your sister was first for this ceremony.”
“…What?!”
Yeon So-hyeon, who had smiled at her, took out a tightly sealed letter from his bosom.
“Have the Governor of Chengdu receive this letter without anyone knowing.”
***
Winter passed and spring ca, but the ‘evidence’ ntioned by the person who claid to be the Eldest Young Master of the Luoyang Sword House in the letter had not arrived.
Daseollang, preparing to head to the Luoyang Sword House with the investnt group from Sichuan.
The Governor of Chengdu was pacing anxiously inside his office.
“…Co to think of it.”
The Governor of Chengdu seed to recall hearing that his ntor had ties with the Eldest Young Master of the Luoyang Sword House.
Rembering that his ntor, who had been wandering the jianghu after retirent, had just returned to his residence in Chengdu, he rushed to et him.
“That child…, the Eldest Young Master of the Sword House sent this letter?”
Zhu Xuezhe, who had served as a scholar in two departnts in the Imperial Court before retiring.
The ntor, whose long white eyebrows covered his eyes, laughed loudly.
“Then your worries are already as good as resolved!”
Although he heard various stories about the Sword House’s Eldest Young Master from his ntor, there were many unrealistic tales, so the Governor of Chengdu couldn’t be certain.
But he wanted to say sothing, anything, to his daughter, who had resolved with her friends to never return to Sichuan.
“If, by any chance, such a thing were to happen…”
The Governor of Chengdu continued, facing a puzzled Shangguan Nanhua.
“If you have the opportunity to et the Sword House’s Eldest Young Master, be sure to et him.”
“The Eldest Young Master…?”
And not long after Daseollang left for Luoyang with the investnt group, the ‘evidence’ sent by the Eldest Young Master of the Luoyang Sword House arrived.
***
Present.
‘Thanks to Elder Zhu, the effort to lead Daseollang to Wongak Pavilion was greatly reduced.’
Yeon So-hyeon continued.
“So I had His Highness Prince Hyeon co to Chengdu to protect Daseollang’s families and employees who were practically hostages to Ei Sect…”
“No, wait! Wait a mont!”
A forr clan head with a startled expression shouted.
“No, why is His Highness Prince Hyeon suddenly appearing in this story?!”
“Isn’t he His Majesty the Emperor’s uncle?”
As questions poured out, Yeon So-hyeon laughed and waved the imperial edict he was holding.
“That’s exactly where this imperial edict cos in.”
***
The day Wongak Pavilion began receiving guests after the end of seclusion.
“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor for ten thousand years!”
After completing the ceremony, Yeon So-hyeon respectfully received the imperial edict.
“There is soone who wishes to et you.”
The Deputy Chamberlain, who had delivered the imperial edict, left only those words and turned to join the others who had co with him.
As they were guided by the maids to the reception room, only one dignified middle-aged man remained there, having mixed in wearing the sa official uniform as the others.
“How old are you that your fra is still only that much? Your mother would be saddened to see you.”
At the sight of the middle-aged man clicking his tongue, Yeon So-hyeon grinned brightly.
“It’s been a while, Your Highness Prince Hyeon.”
***
Present.
Gongsun Nakang, who had been the Emperor’s right-hand man in the past and had overseen the Imperial Household’s intelligence, stroked his chin.
“Indeed… I had heard stories of His Highness Prince Hyeon secretly helping the dicine Fairy in the past.”
Another forr clan head asked Yeon So-hyeon.
“But it’s impossible to et him with re friendship…?”
Yeon So-hyeon concurred.
“Certainly. Even if I had dared to visit him directly, I wouldn’t have been able to et him.”
***
After Yeon So-hyeon’s release from seclusion.
A suburban area of Luoyang,
A certain manor.
The dicine King was applying acupuncture to the back of a middle-aged man lying face down.
“Soyu’s son, So-hyeon, will soon make a move.”
At those words, the middle-aged man’s back noticeably stiffened, then relaxed again.
“…That’s sothing to celebrate. To you, elder, isn’t he like a grandson?”
“To you…?”
The middle-aged man chuckled.
“The one I serve for life is ‘that person,’ but that person’s son is rely that person’s son to .”
***
Present.
“…I see.”
“Indeed, even the Imperial Clan mbers yearn to et the dicine King.”
“We’ve made an appointnt too, but it’ll be years before our turn cos.”
Another forr clan head’s gaze turned to Yeon So-hyeon.
“Then did you move His Highness Prince Hyeon, Eldest Young Master? How?”
Yeon So-hyeon smiled.
“That’s a secret.”
***
His Highness Prince Hyeon, with a sturdy and large physique reminiscent of a general on a battlefield.
The majesty of the official uniform he was wearing was not obscured by the fact that it was re clothing.
“It’s been a while, Your Highness Prince Hyeon.”
At Yeon So-hyeon’s greeting, Prince Hyeon scoffed.
“No need to be glad. I rely stopped by while passing by the area and heard the news.”
His brusque tone, combined with his majesty, had a strange sense of pressure.
Yet Yeon So-hyeon’s smile didn’t cease.
“Tsk tsk.”
He looked Yeon So-hyeon up and down with a displeased expression.
“I didn’t like the way you used to pick at your food when you were young. And what’s with that pale face? Even if you don’t wield a sword, physical training is fundantal…”
Yeon So-hyeon cut him off.
“You’ve co at the perfect ti.”
“Hmm? What are you doing now?”
Startled by Yeon So-hyeon’s pushing force, he shouted.
“Oh! You rascal, you’re quite strong! Now, wait, where are you dragging to?”
Yeon So-hyeon laughed as he pushed him into the office.
“Haha. Don’t worry. There’s a very important and excellent task befitting Your Highness’s majesty.”
“Ah, no! You brat?!”
Prince Hyeon shouted.
“Boy! I am a prince! Don’t you know?! If I get involved in important matters, it will be a detrint to His Majesty the Emperor!”
Yeon So-hyeon laughed and shook his head.
“I told you not to worry. You just need to snoop around as usual and sit still to be treated.”
“But…!”
Yeon So-hyeon’s eyes sparkled.
“Besides, this is for the sake of saving the suffering people.”
At those words, Prince Hyeon closed his mouth.
***
After Daseollang left for Luoyang
Governor of Chengdu’s residence.
It was during a banquet.
“Hmm.”
Prince Hyeon unwittingly made an uncomfortable sound.
At that sound, the ‘families of Daseollang’ gathered around him were startled and approached him.
“Oh my, Your Highness. Is there anything bothering you?”
“The wine cup is empty! Hurry and pour wine into His Highness’s cup!”
“Here, take this, Your Highness!”
Prince Hyeon drank the wine the people poured for him here and there, chewing the food they put in his mouth, and muttered inwardly.
‘You brat, Yeon So-hyeon! Just what sche are you up to?!’
***
His Highness Prince Hyeon, who had co to praise Daseollang on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor for their excellent achievents at a young age.
However, in their absence, he had no choice but to praise their families instead – under the ‘pretext’ of protecting the families of Daseollang.
The Governor of Chengdu, watching him from afar, clicked his tongue.
‘To move His Highness the Prince…!’
The evidence the Eldest Young Master of the Luoyang Sword House had ntioned that he could protect Daseollang.
That evidence was none other than Prince Hyeon.
‘I don’t know what trick he pulled, but with this, Daseollang’s families are safe for the ti being.’
The Governor of Chengdu wiped the sweat from his forehead and unfolded the next letter from Yeon So-hyeon received from Prince Hyeon.
‘And next is…’
His gaze moved busily as he read Yeon So-hyeon’s instructions written in the letter.
~End of Volu 6~
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