I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 395

Episode 395: The Reunion of the Rich (2)

The seemingly endless steps of Ma Cheon-so stopped in front of a row of stone pagodas so numerous that it was difficult to count them with the naked eye.

It was reminiscent of a tomb, and Ma Cheon-so stood tall and examined it endlessly.

"Are you here, please drink?"

And there was an old monk approaching with a friendly smile.

"Treasure Ambassador!"

Hyeonyang and Chun-gae ran out to greet him with joy.

But I couldn't express my whole heart.

He wasn't the only one who approached.

A number of high priests wearing black robes embroidered with gold.

The elders of Shinsung and Shaolin are also present.

"Poetry, divine victory!"

"So many donors have come to this insignificant temple. Their steps are a mixture of love and evil… Immeasurable Life Buddha."

Chun-gae and Hyeon-yang wet their lips with cold sweat.

I expected that there wouldn't be a good conversation since they had just barged in and trampled on the world's best Sungsan.

However, when the new monks and elders appeared right before my eyes, I became impatient.

"You're the one drinking."

Shin Seung asked.

Hana Macheonso didn't even glance at him. He just looked around the forest.

"Hey, hey. Shinseung asked."

Only when Chun-gae approached and noticed, did Ma-cheon-so softly open his mouth.

But the target of the answer is different.

"Treasure. Is this why you called me to Shaolin?"

"Immeasurable Life Buddha…"

The elders' expressions hardened coldly at Ma Cheon-so's question.

Who is Shin Seung? In the martial arts world, he is a top-notch individual in terms of character, honor, and martial prowess.

It was obvious just by looking at the fact that not only Mu-o, who had been bestowed with martial arts by him, but also the figures of other factions were bowing their heads and weeping as if they had committed a mortal sin.

"Doesn't your Ma Shiju know manners? How can you be so rude to the great master who opened the door to Shaolin?"

Janggyeonggakju, who was among the elders, spoke sharply.

One of the macheonso was calm.

"Did I ask you?"

"Huh! Infinite Life Buddha!"

"What kind of seeds are there? Is it a family history?" Janggyeonggakju turned his head, sticking out his tongue.

I didn't open the door to fight a life-or-death battle with him anyway.

The real reason is the forbidden realm beyond the Tower of Heaven. That's where it is. And it worked.

"If this is something that will help me turn my steps around, then congratulations. It's a success."

Jeokbuk. Ma Cheon-so turned to the right.

It was the first time.

He changed his course.

The ones who were dumbfounded by this were the Cheonma Shingyo and his group that followed him.

What happened to him, who never turned his body even if he died soon?

The elders of Shaolin, as if they thought this was natural, spat and recited a Buddhist chant.

This was not something they should be involved in.

I only wish for one thing.

All I can do is get him out of here at Sungsan.

Cheonwicheon.

Right there.

The chants of the great monks were heard everywhere, and just as Ma Cheon-so had felt, in the forest too, an inaccessible energy settled down in everyone's hearts as if it were congealing.

"What is that…."

Swish- As if the forest was being sucked in, the leaves and branches leaned to one side, and even the wind was blown towards that place.

Everyone looked around the forest with their eyebrows narrowed at the incomprehensible phenomenon.

What on earth is going on?

One thing that really surprised me was that this was just the beginning.

"Keuheuk… Hahaha!"

Ma Cheon-so suddenly burst into flames, and two new figures walked out of the forest side by side.

Shin Seung said that his steps were a mixture of passion and evil.

That's what I should have said.

"My, my lord…!"

"father……?"

Yang So-hye and the Jeongpa warriors burst into flames at the sight of a middle-aged man with a strong, determined expression.

The leader, Yang Tae-hong.

"Holy Fire, the One God, the Bright Teaching World! I meet the Supreme Leader!"

"Holy Fire, the One God, the Bright Teaching World! I meet the Supreme Leader!"

The Demon Lord Matae-pyeong, who made the noble knees of the Cheonma Shingyo kneel just by appearing.

It was them.

and…….

"It's been a while, Father."

Their son, Ma Cheon-so.

The two of them finally met.

At this time when the world is in turmoil.

In Shaolin, the pillar of the sect.

* * *

The Forbidden City in Beijing, China

"Your Majesty, I have received a telegram that the traitor Woogyeom is leading the Murim Deungcheon Army and stationed in Shanxi."

Hmm… …. Joo Ki-jin, sitting on the throne, spat out a shallow sigh.

His appearance, clad in a magnificent robe, finally gave off a sense of majesty, but his forehead still bore a deep sense of worry.

It was because of the ministers lined up in front.

"Your Majesty! Woogyeom is a man of silent authority. The royal family does not have the capacity to oppose him now… so it is only right to grant his demands before he causes trouble."

"Yes! If we banish Woogyeom, countless of his followers will rise up. Now is the time to govern the peace of the people. Please forgive his crime, Your Majesty."

"Please contact me!"

As the appeals continued, Joo Ki-jin finally let out a sigh.

I got the jade seal back and got rid of Sohochangcheon.

Then I thought everything would go smoothly.

But the reality was different.

It wasn't over yet.

Woo Gyeom, the Minister of War, known as the "Father of the Imperial Army." When he boldly marched his troops to the outskirts and aimed for Beijing's neck, the tide turned.

'Woo-gyeom is like Soho Chang-cheon's limbs. He is someone who should never be spared. And the bigger problem is… . . . '

Joo Ki-jin's cold gaze swept over the ministers.

I didn't know before, but now I see it.

'This vast Taehwajeon is filled with corrupt officials who only care about their own gain… What makes them different from Sohochangcheon?'

The imperial family was rotten to the core. That was clearly how it looked to Joo Ki-jin.

But now is not the time to face the blade, but to grip the hilt.

Joo Ki-jin spoke calmly, hiding his feelings.

"Yes, what does Woogyeom wish for?"

"That's…."

Eunuch Jo trailed off and looked around.

"Why are you taking your time when you're going to say it anyway?" Only when Joo Ki-jin frowned did Eunuch Jo cautiously speak again.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince… I have requested your abdication."

What? Joo Ki-jin's mouth fell open. Is that what you call speaking?

"Seonwi? Ha… Hahaha! You want me to step down from this position? It hasn't even been three days?"

"Your Majesty… For whatever reason, you have assassinated Your Majesty the former Emperor and usurped the throne. This is…."

"Eunuch Jo! Didn't you see it with your own eyes? It was the traitor Soho Changcheon who murdered my younger brother. And I murdered him? Do you, the ministers, really think so?"

"This is an unjust and unjust thing, Your Majesty. However, rumors have already spread throughout the Central Plains…"

"Who dares……"

"I am Zhuge Tong, the commander of the martial arts world."

"Zhuge… Tong?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. He is the leader of the Murim Deungcheon Army and has volunteered to become Woogyeom's soldier."

Bang! Joo Ki-jin slammed down on the armrest, his expression clearly showing his displeasure.

"What a truly wicked and treacherous man! Spreading false rumors and making a fool of the royal family. I was foolish. I kept quiet because I didn't want to tarnish my younger brother's name…"

"Your Majesty, what matters now is not his crime. It is the public sentiment. If we continue like this, it will be recorded in history as a stain for a long time. Please… please consider the loyalty of these people."

Eunuch Jo bowed his head and made a petition.

Loyalty? Is it loyalty to step down from your position while being branded with a bad name?

They simply decided that a young prince would be easier to handle than a full-grown emperor.

So I went along with Woogyeom's scheme.

I was filled with anger. I had discovered the mastermind behind Cheongung, and the ministers who should have been fighting him were behaving so horribly, their rage surging.

one.

"Give Jim… some time."

Joo Ki-jin showed a lukewarm attitude like a frightened sheep.

"Hmm…."

"It is only right that I abdicate to the Crown Prince, but the Crown Prince is still young. Furthermore, with the people's hearts wavering and the imperial family unstable, it would be inappropriate for a father to shift the blame. Therefore… I need time to think."

"your majesty……."

"Eunuch Jo, tell Woo-gyeom to do the same. Also, tell him not to point his sword at each other any longer, and to open the gates of Beijing and come in. It won't take long… I'm tired. You can both leave now."

Joo Ki-jin closed his eyes, placed his hand on his forehead, and waved his hand.

Then the ministers looked at each other, nodded, and went out one by one.

Only after everyone had disappeared did Joo Ki-jin open his closed eyes and mutter softly to the empty space.

"Is it done now?"

Who the hell are you talking to?

Surprisingly, a blurry afterimage appeared in the place where the ministers had retreated, and a boy appeared.

"Kick."

A bitter laugh. It's the Great Thousand-Year-Old Guyangryong.

“I did follow him… but he told me to bring Woogyeom and the soldiers into the castle. Is this really what he wanted?”

"Maybe? Kick."

At Gu Yang-ryong's answer, Joo Ki-jin spat and opened his eyes wide.

It was a departure from his previous, seemingly weak appearance. There was strength in his eyes, and a firm resolve emanated from his closed lips.

He said.

"In the imperial family that I will pass on to the crown prince… there will no longer be traitors like Soho Changcheon. I will make sure that happens… definitely."

The soft tones of Ju Gi-jin's voice lingered in Taehwajeon.

* * *

Shanxi Martial Arts Alliance Rock Carvings

In the rock carving office, those who could be considered the real powers of the government and the martial arts world were gathered together and sitting in one place.

Minister of War Woo Gyeom, Commander of the Royal Guard Hang Wook, Commander of the Royal Guard Ak Man, and Commander of the Royal Guard Hwang Bo Chil.

And in the martial arts world, the heads of each school, starting with Namgung Son, the head of the Namgung family, took their places.

Some of them disappeared.

Hyeopseung was in mourning over the death of Tang Zhaoha, and returned home to Daeoam, saying that he could no longer agree to the treason.

But the rest was all the same.

I agreed to the treason.

Moreover, there was a truly satisfied smile on their faces.

"I doubted you all this time. I sincerely apologize."

At Namgung Son's words, "Drink, drip." Lun-ui turned around and his answer flowed out.

"They're just foxes who've just taken the tiger's place. There's not enough time to build a bond. It's not treason, it's coexistence. Since they've raised the pretext of abdicating the emperor, the ministers will inevitably waver. After all, it's easier for the crown prince to handle them than the emperor who assassinated the former emperor."

Cheon Gi-ja, Zhuge Tong, declared with a bitter smile.

Namgung Son smiled back at him. It was his own misunderstanding. He was not a traitor, but a true soldier.

The throne was usurped and even Sohochangcheon was killed, but thanks to his strategy, the situation was turned around in an instant.

The lost cause was filled with the rumor that Ju Gi-jin had assassinated the former emperor.

"Even if a hundred thousand soldiers walked the world on two legs, it would be difficult… To sit still and change the hearts of the people of the world. Only you can do that."

Everyone else nodded at Namgung Son's repeated praise.

It was possible because Zhuge Tong possessed the Haomen, but the details were unknown.

It was just a strange and thick trust that was built.

To the extraordinary ability of reporter Cheon to produce results.