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Taejonbirok Volume 3 Episode 11
Chapter 20 – The Journey of the Right Sword (3)
Jin So-ah flinched.
Wi Yeon-ho was saying things that he could not bring himself to say as a member of the National Assembly, as if it were nothing.
“Where did you hear that?”
"huh?"
“You said you don’t have much experience in the world, so where did you hear that……”
Wi Yeon-ho shivered.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I heard it from my damn old man.”
"yes?"
Wi Yeon-ho looked up at the ceiling as if reminiscing.
“I have never seen a person who calls himself a saint or a holy mother and has such a beautiful life in his later years. Those who can’t even take care of their own rice bowls are trying to help others? Huh? Those who think it’s natural to sacrifice themselves will also take others’ sacrifices for granted. Those who think their own lives are precious will also think that others’ lives are precious! So don’t make a fuss about helping others for no reason. I can’t stand seeing that!”
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes were filled with longing.
“He was a really bad old man.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well, anyway, that’s true. As the Master said, if someone doesn’t know the value of their own life, they won’t know the value of others’ lives. What about you?”
"I am……."
Jin So-ah hesitated for a while before opening her mouth.
“I don’t know.”
“Tsk.”
“I also think that money is precious. But my sister keeps telling me that my thinking is wrong, so I don’t know what’s right.”
“Both are correct, right?”
"yes?"
“You don’t have to think that only one is wrong. This one can be right, and that one can be right too.”
“No, what is that…….”
“Then let’s start from the beginning. Why did your house get ruined? Isn’t that big hospital in front of you supposed to have been yours?”
Jin So-ah sighed and began to tell the story.
“My father was the kindest of the kindest people. He had no enemies in the world.”
"hmm……."
Wi Yeon-ho listened to Jin So-ah's story.
“My father also provided free medical care to those who were poor, just like us. Even if the treatment cost a fortune, he did not charge a fee to those who did not have money.”
Wi Yeon-ho frowned.
“Is that okay?”
“It seemed like everything was fine before I was born. That was because they had already accumulated wealth. Around the time I was born, the granary slowly began to empty out, and by the time I came of age, it was already completely empty.”
Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue.
“Tsk tsk, if you were spending money at the same rate as you are now, that would be obvious.”
“It probably wasn’t that much. Back then, the medical clinics were big and there were a lot of doctors working, so the money was flying by at a rate that can’t be compared to now.”
Wi Yeon-ho shivered as if he was terrified just thinking about it.
“I guess so. Anyway, so?”
“The debt was somehow manageable. I think it was because he had such a great reputation, ability, and popularity that he earned a lot of money. However, at some point, my father must have realized that if he continued like this, he would eventually pass on a huge debt to his children, so he thought of a way to pay off the debt all at once.”
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes lit up. Usually, in such situations, a conspiracy would occur. If not, it would not have been possible for a successful medical practice to fall apart in an instant.
“You must have been scammed, right?”
"yes?"
“When someone shows up offering to lend you money or gently taunting you with a way to make money, that’s when humans tend to show up! Right?”
Jin So-ah looked Wi Yeon-ho up and down as if she found it absurd, then shook her head.
"no."
“Huh? No?”
“Yes, no.”
Wi Yeon-ho swallowed his sigh. It seemed that the evil spirit’s trickery had surpassed his imagination.
then?
“Then, was it by any chance that they used something extreme, like assassination or intimidation through force?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Have you read too many novels?”
“Huh?”
Jin So-ah looked at Wi Yeon-ho with a pitiful look. It was such a familiar gaze that Wi Yeon-ho didn’t feel particularly bad.
“Then what is it?”
Jin So-ah licked her lips as if she was embarrassed to speak, then sighed deeply and continued speaking.
“That’s… right, if you lose, you’ll be ruined, but if you win, you can make a fortune!”
"huh?"
Jinsoa smiled and made a circle with her thumb and index finger, holding them out in front of her.
“It’s gambling, gambling!”
“…….”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Jin So-ah with blank eyes.
Jin So-ah smiled shyly as if she had guessed the reaction.
"gambling?"
"yes."
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“Eat money by putting money down?”
"yes."
“So… your father… gambled to pay off the debts of the Seongsujang councilman? In hopes of making a fortune?”
“He left me, a young child, to sit down and tell me not to worry because he would make a lot of money this time, and then he left home.”
For the first time in his life, Wei Yanhui experienced a loss of speech. His tongue, which had always been smooth and smooth in all situations, became stiff and wouldn’t move, as if it had been plastered over it.
What on earth should I say?
“Uh, that’s why…….”
Wi Yeon-ho did not let go of the last string.
“Is it possible that someone did that?”
“You have always been a big fan of gambling.”
“…….”
“I don’t remember well, but I think he went to the gambling table often. When my mother was alive, we used to fight a lot, so I think he must have been a poor gambler.”
“Okay.”
Wi Yeon-ho let out a groan without realizing it.
Gambling, huh?
Are you saying that a doctor with such a long history that even Moon Yu-hwan, a great scholar of the Three Kingdoms, recommended him, lost all his prizes and everything because of Jangju's gambling and ended up living in a thatched house like this?
It's not a conspiracy… … .
There wasn't any other bad luck… … .
“Just because of gambling?”
“It’s not my place to say this, but it’s a shortcut to ruin.”
“Okay.”
Wi Yeon-ho held his itchy nose and looked up at the ceiling.
There were so many different kinds of people living in the world. I could understand what the teacher meant when he said that you can only grow yourself by seeing the world.
'I might be a normal person.'
That would never be the case, but the previous Seongsujangju's disgrace was annoying enough to give Wi Yeon-ho confidence.
“So you came here and sat down?”
"yes."
“…….”
Wi Yeon-ho was speechless and just looked at Jin So-ah.
Jin So-ah avoided Wi Yeon-ho's gaze with a slightly red face.
After all, who could keep their head up stiffly in this situation?
It was a situation that was tantamount to exposing the family's shame.
“So what about father?”
“Even after that, you continued to take care of patients, but you had to somehow restore your former self…….”
“Did you die after overdoing it?”
“Huh? Oh, that’s not it.”
"huh?"
“There was nothing to be concerned about. As you can see, I don’t have anything particularly busy to do. Rather, whenever I have extra money, I try to overcome the situation…….”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Jin So-ah quietly with his rotten, frozen eyes.
He knew what was going to happen next without even having to hear it. Wi Yeon-ho already knew very well what the typical escape from reality was for people who had lost everything through gambling.
“You messed up again.”
“You were just unlucky.”
Jin So-ah made a pitiful expression.
'Luck is fleeting.'
If only he could, Wi Yeon-ho would grab the head of the Seongsujang family buried in the grave and shake it like a threshing machine. Wasn’t the Seongsujang family, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, on the verge of ruin because of one person’s gambling addiction?
“My father, who had repeatedly challenged himself like that, eventually fell ill and was unable to recover.”
“It’s a vase.”
“No, it wasn’t that disease… To be exact, it was malnutrition and alcoholism. The whole time you were playing golf, you didn’t eat and only drank.”
“You drank a lot of alcohol at a gambling table where even a sober person would lose intentionally?”
“You were secretly a bit timid.”
Wi Yeon-ho's facial muscles trembled. After shaking and grabbing his thighs for a while, Wi Yeon-ho finally couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted with all his might.
“What on earth does your father, the author, do?”
* * *
Haomen Gaebong Jidangju Guinangnang was enjoying a long-awaited rest. Recently, the second son of the Guangdong Wei family and even the Cheokmageom Weishanho visited Gaebong Jidang, so he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Thud.
When he thought about it, Gwinangnang's teeth ground out of their own accord.
“You should have killed that bastard!”
Even though I turned my snowball into a nightgown, that wasn't enough to appease my anger.
If it weren't for my position as the firefighter of openness, I would have cut off one of my arms.
Gwinangnang lay down on the bed and closed her eyes leisurely.
Anyway, the difficult issues were resolved, and thanks to the fact that Cheokmageom even took Jang Il-ma to Hanrim University, I felt at ease.
Now I can rest comfortably for at least two weeks without any worries… … .
bang!
“We’re in big trouble!”
The door burst open and the official came rushing in.
The space between the eyebrows of the eardrum has narrowed.
She narrowed her eyes and shouted sharply in a voice mixed with annoyance and anger.
“Why again!”
“That, that…….”
At that moment, Gwinangnang saw a series of people coming through the door.
'three?'
One woman and two men.
All three of them looked like they were of a reasonable age.
'Now they just keep coming in.'
Gwinangnang let out a deep sigh.
Although Gaebong Jidang was built in the secret area of Gaebong, it has now become a neighborhood playground where anyone can enter. Gwinangnang promised that once he takes care of this matter, he will definitely re-educate his disciples.
Among the group that came in, a man who looked middle-aged looked around and asked in a slightly anxious voice.
“Are you the person in charge here, Lady?”
Gwinangnang was about to respond curtly, but then changed her mind. If he was someone who could be treated moderately, Gongmu (空無) would not have rushed in so urgently.
“Yes, but wouldn’t it be right for the person who is coming and going to reveal his or her identity first?”
The middle-aged man nodded seriously.
“Excuse me. I am a gentleman.”
'Because he is a noble man… … .'
Gwinangnang's eyes widened as he searched for the name Wijeonghan in his head.
At the same time, cold sweat began to form on my palms.
'I, Jeonghyeopgeom.'
Guinangnang looked at the swordsman Jeong Hwan with slightly fearful eyes.
The one whom those who go against the agreement fear most in the world. He is from the small Guangdong Wei family in Guangdong, and has been a member of the Chongcheon Martial Arts Alliance since a young age, cutting down countless demon heads with his sword and carrying out countless agreements with his body.
Anyone who squeezed the blood of the people could not escape his sword, no matter where he came from.
Gulp.
A cold drop of sweat ran down Gwi-nang-nang's forehead and dripped down his cheek.
Haomen is not exactly a place that can be called a secret society, but due to the nature of information handling, there are bound to be dirty corners that cannot be revealed to others. For these people, Jeonghyeopgeom Wei Zhenghan was a person they would never want to meet.
The fact that such a Jeong Hyo-geom had visited the Haomun branch was by no means welcome news to Gui Nang-nang.
'Let's calm down.'
The little girl bit her lips tightly.
No matter how talented she was in Haomun, he had no choice but to admit that she was no match for Jeong Hyo-geon.
Her eyes trembled as she looked at Jeong Hyo-geom.