I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 319

Episode 319: The Mastermind Behind Zhuge Liang (1)

Perhaps no one knows. The fact that he took the righteous faction out of the jaws of the wolf called Jegalmundeng and stuffed it into the jaws of the dragon called Macheonso.

Of course, Chun-gae had no way of knowing.

"If you have any guesses, let me know. That way I can find it faster."

Ma Cheon-so cleared his mind and recalled old memories.

Clearly, Banya said this.

'Keukkeu, Jongnampa, Hwasanpa, Jegalse, Namgungse. If you add up the dozen or so minor factions, it's hard to find a place untouched by the hands of the Heavenly Palace… '

The only problem is that everywhere you look, there are only small groups of people gathered. There is no one who dares to control Jegalmun and the others.

Moreover, if it is already a political party, it is even more so because the genius statues are all known to one another.

Thanks to that, there were no other doubts.

Ma Cheon-so's mouth opened slowly.

“Maybe… it might not be the martial arts world.”

"Huh? If it's not martial arts, then what is it?"

The only place where even the geniuses cannot find the one who controls Jegalmun and others from behind.

"Official."

"What are you doing?!"

The Ming Dynasty. The imperial family. Princess Seonghwa had said.

'The current emperor, Emperor Jingtae, and the late emperor's younger brother, Emperor Zhu Jiyue, and the Minister of War, Wu Qian. They are the Cheongung. Before that… there was a eunuch named Wang Jin.'

It was also the case that Joo Ki-jin was captured by Yasun and that he had to retreat due to the circumstances.

They were all within their reach.

It was just because the vessel of Jegalmundeng was so large that he looked at the government and the martial arts world separately.

One, if Jegalmun and the others were also nothing more than their lackeys.

"Find out how much the Zhuge Liang clan is intertwined with the government."

"Oh my… Hey, this is a whole other level of business. If we make a mistake…"

"That's why I'm asking you. Gaeboong stands between the government and the martial arts world. If not you, no one will find it."

"Oh my, damn it…."

Chun-gae is crying. He even told me to investigate the imperial family.

"This is… for the sake of degree. Right?"

Ma Cheon-so answered with a smile.

"For the sake of degree."

Seabool, dog bastard. The spring dog stood up with the buttocks.

I'm going to be running around like crazy again for a while.

I weakly turned around and grabbed the doorknob. Then, a gentle voice flowed from behind me.

"Chun-gae."

"……why."

"Four days."

"개새끼야!"

He is a true friend.

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Qinhuangdao (秦皇島), Hubei Province, Central Plains

Jinhuangdao, a natural island surrounded by the vast Bohai Sea at the southeastern tip of Hubei Province.

This place was called Emperor's Island because it was a place where emperors would come to rest for generations.

Perhaps because of this, a sharp energy emanated from afar, contradicting the beautiful scenery of the blue sea.

The coast was heavily guarded by armored government troops, and the Royal Guard in their military uniforms was everywhere.

I don't know for sure, but if I make one wrong move, I'll definitely be beheaded in an instant without even being able to open my mouth.

But, perhaps because they were crazy, two men and women who seemed completely incompatible stepped into this place.

Ppaeaeaeaeaeaa! The sound of a hawk's cry echoes through the sky, and a white-haired prince and a beautiful woman with a plain appearance are seen surrounded by hundreds of government troops.

It's Yaluljin and Oksurim.

Paaaaak! The sound of hundreds of bowstrings being pulled together resonated loudly.

The direction of the arrowhead is, of course, two people.

"What the heck… is this place…?"

Just looking at the Oksurim forest took my breath away, and my beautiful mouth fell open.

I followed Yaluljin without thinking, but what kind of situation is this?

Did you set a trap to kill yourself?

Looking up at Yauljin, his face was so serious that I trusted him and kept my mouth shut.

Then he took a step forward, looking straight ahead, and spoke softly.

"Well done. You'll have to keep asking questions like that, or you won't leave this island alive."

You… … . Ok Soo-rim followed him, lost in a sea of questions.

There were many things I wanted to ask.

Why did he, who was expected to go to the Zhuge family, come to this remote island? And what about the countless government troops ahead?

One day, she walked away with her mouth shut.

All the answers to this will be within me.

A hidden master of some degree.

That's what they say.

"Stop."

As Yaluljin approached ten steps forward, a military general who appeared to be a high-ranking official stepped forward with his sword drawn.

"Identify yourself."

It was a formal request, but the situation wasn't entirely pleasant. The government troops, drawing their bowstrings, grew more determined. Their unwavering gazes held the firm conviction that there was only one chance.

Yaluljin put his hand into her bosom without any tremor.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with wariness, but soon after, they looked at the nameplate that was taken out and immediately released their hostility.

"Open the way."

Then, at the command of the commander, the drawn bowstring was released, and the government troops split to the left and right.

Step by step, step by step. Yaluljin walks down the side road.

Oksurim followed, glancing at the armored man. Although there was no hostility, there was a hint of contemptuous arrogance.

It wasn't a disregard for Yaluljin. It was simply the bureaucrats' natural inclination to disregard martial artists.

As we passed the coast, a path created by large trees continued on both sides.

After that, Yaluljin took out his name tag three more times and passed through the gate.

It was really strange.

Who on earth is in there that they have to be so vigilant?

Is there really an emperor?

The answer to that question was finally revealed when we reached the spacious manor.

"You're here."

An old man sitting in the center of a large round table in the garden and speaking in a hoarse voice.

Even the wrinkles that filled his face could not hide his presence, as his eyes filled with it.

A sharp nose and thick lips that are not typical of Koreans.

The author is… … .

"Shin Yul-jin. I greet you, Prime Minister."

Yaluljin fell to his knees and bowed his head.

Prime Minister. Has anyone in this era been called that?

Isn't this an omnipotent official position that has already disappeared?

No. There is one left.

The teacher of the current emperor, Ju Gi-ok, who has since stepped down from his position, and the most powerful person who has risen to the position of one person below ten thousand people.

"University… Sohochangcheon…"

It was shocking. Why was he here?

From the beginning, wasn't he a person who worked in the government, not in the martial arts world?

But why… … .

"You're Jongnam's child. Come here. Come closer."

He gestured slowly with a hand that was difficult to lift.

Yaluljin got up and headed towards him.

The path around the round table to him was more arduous than the one through hundreds of government troops.

It was obvious.

If you knew the people sitting here, you would all be like that.

Minister of War Woo Gyeom sitting in a dignified and neat posture.

The sharp eyes of the Taoist priest, Akman, who observes with a penetrating gaze.

Hwangbo Chil, the third-rank official in charge of the royal guard, laughed heartily and opened his hand as if welcoming.

The current empress's father, Commander of the Royal Guard, Hang-uk, sat there with an arrogant attitude.

From the third rank to the second rank, they were all masters who dominated the Ming Dynasty.

This was a world of extraordinary meaning, different from the world of martial arts.

These are absolute power holders that you will never have the chance to meet again in your lifetime.

There was one martial artist I knew, but even he wasn't someone I could comfortably talk to.

He was the head of the Namgung family and the grandson of Namgung who had ascended to the top ten in the world… … I could not help but realize how grand this meeting was.

"I didn't hear anything and was very surprised to see the old men right away."

As I approached, Soho Changcheon's gentle voice rang in my ears.

Ok Soo-rim came to her senses with a start, shook her head, and answered.

"…No, sir."

"Yalujin, this kid is not very talkative. He must have been frustrated. He doesn't know anything. Please understand. What can I do about his seriousness?"

At first glance, his affectionate smile resembles that of a grandfather looking after his grandson.

Hana Oksurim, a master who had reached the heights of enlightenment, clearly sensed it. If she had shown even the slightest hint of knowledge, the cruel blades hidden everywhere would have ruthlessly plunged into her body.

Suddenly, I remembered what Yaluljin had said earlier.

"Well done. You'll have to keep asking those questions, or you won't leave this island alive."

A chill ran down my spine. Now I understand what he meant.

Hundreds of government troops are not a problem.

If it's Oksurim and Yaryuljin, you can cut them off and get away with them.

But if I have to deal with the warriors hiding here and those sitting at the round table… … .

'I will definitely lose… … I will definitely die.'

Without their permission, I will never be able to leave this place alive.

But the surprise didn't end there.

"Jegalmundeng… That child is locked up in prison."

Jegalmun and others. His name clearly came out of Sohochangcheon's mouth.

"Yes, Your Majesty. It seems we've fallen for a ruse."

“I told you to be careful… You stayed in one place for too long, so you got used to it and couldn’t see below you.”

How could a great scholar know about Jegalmun and others? Oksurim listened again, deeply puzzled.

"Yeah, who is it?"

Yaluljin hesitated for the first time.

The one who brought Zhuge Liang and others down into the abyss. He is… … .

"This is Mr. Ma, the head of Sacheonhoe."

When Yaluljin answered, Sohochangcheon tilted his head back and looked up at the sky.

"Mr. Ma…"

Yaluljin calmly stared at the floor, sweat dripping down his face.

"Jegalmundeng, that child was bright and took after his sister."

Sister… …. A thunderous clap of voice rang in Ok Soo-rim’s head.

Is Daehaksa Soho Changcheon the maternal relative of Jegalmun and others?

Come to think of it, everyone here had some connection to the martial arts world.

The Taoist priest Akman is the uncle of the Shandong Akga's head, the Akayaya, and the Tongjeongsa Hwangbo Chil is a collateral branch of the Hwangbo family. Woogyeom is the Taishang family head of the Hangzhou Woo family.

What about Hang-uk, the empress's father and commander of the Imperial Guard? His second son married the sister of the Peng family leader.

Moreover, Namgung Cho-u, the eldest son of Cheonhasipjeol Namgung Son, is known as Cheonho (千户), the fifth rank of the Royal Guard.

‘Those who have enemies in the martial arts world but are not martial artists… … .’

Oksurim finally realized. Those gathered here…

They were people who stood on the border between the government and the martial arts world.

It is possible because it is a prestigious family that has been passed down through bloodline, not a sect tied by priests… … .

They were beings of the heavens and earth who looked down on the martial arts world while holding the throne.

"Jegalmundeng, what good is that child reading the world? He doesn't know the minds of those around him, so he can't help but suffer like that. That was his limit. Or is that so?"

That's right, Prime Minister. The casual remark elicited bright smiles and responses from all around.

He's out of his mind. It's surprising that Soho Changcheon's nemesis is Jegal Mundeung, but how can he laugh so comfortably while his own nemesis is teetering on the brink of death?

Doesn't this seem like treating the martial arts world like a puppet?

Ok Soo-rim swallowed hard due to the increasing tension.

"But what can I do? Even a worthless person is my blood. Even if I die, I must send him home. Only then can I see my sister's face."

Sohochangcheon lowered his head, seemed to think for a moment, and then gave a soft order.

"Take it out."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone bowed their heads simultaneously.

Sohochangcheon's speech was slow, but powerful.

The power to overwhelm the crowd.

"Your Majesty, even if this incident stemmed from the negligence of the Zhuge Clan, those who failed to properly assist him are also responsible. It seems unjust not to hold them accountable."

Minister of War Woo Gyeom spoke subtly. He was asking about the system of collective punishment.

"What should I do?"

"If we can't get our money's worth, why should we stay there for long? Order everyone, including the Open Ark, to come down."

Ok Soo-rim felt like all the strength was draining from her body.

Did you say "open"? Did you say "ark"? Were they this easy?

The world of martial arts is being deceived. Who said that the government and the martial arts world are inviolable realms?

No.

These were above my head.

Those who can turn the Central Plains upside down with just one word.