Entomologist in Sichuan Tang Clan Chapter 243

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“What does this mean?”

Hwa-eun tilted her head, pointing at the questionable sentence.

However, Hwa-eun’s expression was one of not being able to understand what this meant, but sighs burst out of Seol and I’s mouths almost simultaneously.

Because it was obvious what the situation would be.

“Hmm···.”

“oh my···.”

Then, Hwa-eun looked at our faces alternately and then immediately made a look of annoyance and grumbled.

“No, why is it that I’m the only one who doesn’t know? I thought it would be nice to be able to share my feelings with Soryong now… Why is it that I’m the only one who doesn’t know… Only the two of us know…”

Hwa-eun, a slightly haughty and cold beauty, looks like that.

I felt like something was grabbing my heart tightly at the sight of her cute figure that made me want to bite her, but Hwa-eun’s grumbling turned into sobbing, so I had to quickly answer to calm her down.

“Hwa, Hwa-eun, this is something that you can only understand after raising something for a really long time, like a dragon or me.”

“Oh, that’s right. Hwa-eun, that’s the only way to empathize.”

“But don’t pretend to know each other. It’s annoying.”

“Oh, I see. You can just explain it now.”

“That’s right. Calm down, Hwa-eun. I, I wanted to tell you a story.”

First, he calmed Hwa-eun down and began to explain while pointing to the words written in the book with his hand.

If she didn’t tell me quickly, it seemed like a single tear would fall from Hwa-eun’s eyes.

“Isn’t it written here, ‘Yesterday, Mars released it from the party, but today Mars has disappeared as well.’”

“yes···.”

Hwa-eun’s insincere answer, her feelings of resentment still not going away.

Hwa-eun was so cute that I looked at Seol-nu, and Seol-nu was also looking at me and holding back laughter.

He continued his explanation, holding back laughter.

“Ahem···. This is written in a sophisticated manner, but if you translate it now, it means this. ‘Hwasung didn’t listen, so he threw it away. So Hwasung left home.’ Ahem···.”

“Yes, that’s what you’re saying. It’s a shame. It’s clear that he threw away the poisonous thing he was raising. This happens often in places other than our Beast Palace. I guess you’re saying he got too attached to the thing he was raising?”

“That’s right, Sister Seol. It’s such a shame.”

Sister Seol nods her head fiercely at my words.

Yeah, I said it nicely because I was a housewife, but the point was that I threw something away, and that was probably poison.

So, the person who wrote Cheonha Dokmulbirok ran away from home and eventually left.

The tears that had been welling up in Hwa-eun’s eyes at my explanation disappeared in an instant, and then a panicked voice was heard.

“Is that what you mean?”

As expected, Hwa-eun is flustered.

It’s only natural that Hwa-eun’s ancestors would be a little embarrassed if they threw away something her son liked, and the son left home because of it.

This is a dark history of the family anyway.

“Yes, almost certainly.”

“I’m not sure about this.”

“No, why···.”

Seol-nu looked at me and asked, seeing Hwa-eun’s expression that said she still didn’t understand.

“Hwa-eun, wouldn’t you be upset if So-ryong only looked at Cho-na and Bin-i all day long?

Then wouldn’t you just want to throw the kids out?”

“Sir, no way. You’re saying you’d throw the kids away just because you were watching them? They’re our kids.”

I guess she was trying to explain with an example, but it seemed like Sister Seol gave the example a little wrong.

They are just like their own children, so what parent would abandon their children?

“Oh, did I misunderstand the example because I was speaking too hastily? Oh… Oh, right! If Xiaolong suddenly became crazy about swords and said he was learning swordsmanship and just carried a sword around all day, wouldn’t he want to throw that sword away? Tangga only learns poison, right?”

“It is the husband’s job, so how can a woman do it so carelessly···.”

Sister Seol gave an example again, but Hwa-eun did not give her the answer she wanted.

The frustration that eventually explodes.

“Ah, I don’t know! I don’t know! It’s hard to explain. Ryong, you explain.”

Seol took over the baton that had been passed to her as she gave up and explained it in an easy-to-understand way.

“Hwa-eun, if we had a child, but that child doesn’t do the martial arts training that he asks of us and instead wants to play baduk all day long, wouldn’t you want to throw that baduk away?”

That situation is like a mother throwing away her game console because she doesn’t study.

Because it’s similar to that kind of thing.

So, let’s explain using Baduk, which can be considered a game console of this era, as an example. As expected, it was a perfect explanation, and Hwa-eun nodded with a bright face.

“Ah… Then does that mean that our ancestors didn’t train in martial arts and only raised poisonous creatures, which is why they ended up like that?”

“Throw it away… No, judging from the fact that you let it go, I think that’s probably it.”

“Certainly. I guess that could be the case since he is the one who left the Cheonha Dokmul Birok.”

As Hwa-eun said, he was someone who saw the potential of poison in the past and traveled the world to collect information about poison, so that was possible.

How would his actions be viewed within the family, especially in light of his recent position as a poisonous figure within the clan?

The mainstream opinion will probably be that it is a useless thing to do.

Haven’t you heard these words pouring out from people around you?

‘Tsk tsk, why are you raising useless poisonous plants?’

‘How can you waste your family’s wealth on such a small thing?’

So what would it be like from a father’s perspective?

It was clear that he might throw it away because he thought his son was just wasting his time doing useless things.

-Flap. Flap.

I flipped through the pages of the book diligently to see if there was anything else to say about Hwa-eun, but I couldn’t find anything else after that.

It’s just full of ordinary, everyday things.

In the end, I was unable to find out the information about the King of Geumgwansa that I wanted to find out, and I could only find out that Hwaeun’s ancestor, who wrote Cheonhadokmulbirok, was a runaway youth.

***

The border between Shaanxi, Chongqing, and Sichuan.

The group, including the five dragons, Sambong, Doryong Pengyu Seong, and two warriors supported by Dangga, asked a herbalist they met on the road.

“Excuse me, let me ask you something. Is that place Paltaesan (八台山)?”

“Yes, that’s right, Your Majesty.”

“Then, that’s where we’re looking for. Thanks for letting us know.”

For six days they split into groups and searched the surrounding area.

A smile appeared on Oryongsambong’s face when he heard that today’s destination was Paltaesan Mountain.

The distance isn’t that far, but since that’s our destination today, we’ll be able to get there and rest for a while.

After searching for six days without rest, everyone who had learned martial arts was a little tired.

Just as the group of ten was leaving the herbalist behind,

The herbalist’s voice is heard from behind.

“Are you planning to climb Mt. Paltae?”

At his question, Peng Gyu-seong turned around and asked.

“How can you do that?”

“Oh, I was just trying to tell you to be careful.”

“caution?”

When Peng Gyu-seong tilted his head at the herbalist’s words, the herbalist spoke in a cautious voice.

“I am telling you this because you seem to be a precious child of a family who is planning to visit Paltaesan Mountain. I wonder if there have been many snakes giving birth in recent years. They are not uncommon on the roadside, and they are even highly venomous, so I am telling you to be careful.”

“Oh, a snake?”

“Yes, even I, a herbalist, can’t climb it anymore because it’s too dangerous. Why are there so many snakes? Thanks to that, only the land diggers are happy.”

“Thank you for letting me know. I appreciate it.”

“No, Your Majesty. Then, please take a look.”

As the group started to walk away, leaving the herbalist behind.

Ji-ryong said with a smile.

“I must remember this and pass it on to So So-hyeop. I’m sure he’ll like it.”

I thought that So So-hyeop would really like to hear that there were a lot of snakes.

Then, the two warriors of the Tang family who were leading them nodded their heads in agreement with smiling faces.

“Haha, I’m sure you would.”

“Of course. I’m sure you’ll like this news, Mr. Soryong.”

It seemed that the Tang family’s warriors knew very well how much the little dragon liked poison.

Well, it was a fact that you couldn’t help but know if you hung out with Little Dragon for a little while.

This time, while visiting Huashan and Qinghai in Yunnan, O-Ryong-Sambong was able to see how much the little dragon likes poison.

No, can that really be expressed in the simple words, “I like it”?

First of all, the image of him running to check and explain to the five of them, not only the spirits he was raising, but also any bugs or poisonous things he encountered on the street, came to mind.

“Brother! Look at this. This is the whip scorpion.”

“Pick-up?”

“Yes, this is also a snail, but instead of a stinger at the end of its tail, it has something like a string attached to it. If you touch it here, here, here, this happens.”

“Huh? Oh my! What is that smell? It’s like vinegar!”

“Ahaha. Yes. The pennywort spits out so much smoke.”

“You really know everything, little brother?”

Then, at the same time, smiles appeared on all five faces.

But soon, everyone’s faces turned red with worry as they recalled the last news that he had collapsed with the daughter of the Tang family.

I wanted to visit him just to check on his condition before leaving, but I was unable to enter his residence.

I asked so earnestly, but Lady Seol absolutely refused.

There were people here who owed their lives to So-ryong, and who had crossed the line of death with him, so he couldn’t help but be worried since he had heard bad news and hadn’t even seen his face.

“By the way, are you okay, Yong?”

As Peng Gyu-seong muttered to himself with a worried expression, Geomryong and Changryong responded to his words.

“Since Elder Seol, your older sister, said it was okay, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

“Yeah, I wonder if anything will happen?”

“I’m worried because you two collapsed together. I wonder if it was poison or something.”

“This guy is really worrying. It would be funny if the whole family fell into poison.”

While sharing stories about the dragon and the mountain being full of snakes, Yeol walked and arrived at a small village at the bottom of the mountain.

The quiet village was deserted, but thanks to the presence of Mt. Paltae, I was able to find a small inn.

“Is the owner here?”

As I entered the inn, it was very quiet inside, as if there had been no guests for a while.

Dust settled here and there on the table.

After a while, a man with a bushy beard came out from inside and greeted me.

“Welcome, guests.”

Although Doryeong is the leader in normal times, when dealing with the innkeepers or merchants, Jiryong is the leader.

Ji-ryong stepped forward and asked the man who appeared to be the owner.

“I’d like three rooms and a meal.”

“How many days do you plan to stay?”

“I’m planning to climb Mt. Paltae, so I’ll only stay for one day.”

“Are you planning to climb Mt. Paltae?”

“That’s right. I heard that the birds at Mt. Paltae are beautiful, so I went out with my friends.”

“Okay. Then let’s start with the meal. Our inn only serves dumplings with venison. Is that okay? We have black root wine.”

“If it’s black root wine, then it must mean a liquor made from kudzu. Then please give us ten dumplings and three bottles of black root wine.”

“All right.”

The owner, who may not be a very friendly person, disappeared without even showing us to a seat.

The heat was roughly divided into two tables and the group waited for food.

“By the way, I guess I need to clean the table?”

The dining table, although not too dirty, looked like it hadn’t been cleaned for four days.

At that sight, one of the two warriors of the Tang family shouted inward.

“Sir, I need you to wipe the table here.”

After a while, the man who had been waiting inside without answering came out with a damp cloth and wiped the table before putting down the tea and teacups.

The owner bows and lowers his head before disappearing.

“A quiet man?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The owner disappeared and Yeol was just about to pour tea into his cup to drink.

The Tang family’s warrior shouted at the rest who were about to pass the tea.

“Don’t drink it! It’s poison!”

“What!?”

-Seeing! Seeing! Eeeing!

And at the same time, knives began to fly towards the table where ten people were seated.