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Episode 1017. What did you just say? (2)
Urrrrr.
The clear, unfiltered liquor flowed down into the glass like long silk threads.
Jang Il-so, who had been quietly looking at the alcohol, smiled strangely.
“… …Can’t you come to support?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm.”
Jang Il-so’s smile grew a little deeper. However, Ho Ga-myeong quickly noticed that his smile contained an uncomfortable feeling.
“The reason is… … .”
“Okay.”
Jang Il-so waved his hand as if he had nothing more to say.
“I bet you were just talking nonsense. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes.”
“joy.”
He snorted lightly and slowly drank the alcohol. The strong and fragrant alcohol left a scent in his mouth and slowly spread through his body. Jang Il-so, who was slowly appreciating this feeling, suddenly turned his head and looked at the Jang River.
“Yeah. How do you think things are going?”
“It seems like Hao Wenzhou is the one who is showing a will to actively oppose.”
“… … Hmm.”
Jang Il-so nodded slowly.
“Mr. Man-geum-dae-bu will keep his mouth shut.”
“They don’t seem to be trying to cooperate, but they’re not being hostile either. If I had to define the situation, I think the word ‘wait and see’ would be the most appropriate.”
“It’s a wait-and-see… … .”
Jang Il-so laughed softly.
Well, could you call that a wait-and-see?
Of course, it would be appropriate to express Man Geum Dae Bu’s current position in that he is just watching without coming forward.
But if you look inside, the story is a little different.
By now, the wealthy man will be frantically calculating how he can move to his advantage.
“You must be busy fiddling with the abacus.”
The dark, dark Yangtze River just kept flowing and flowing. Jang Il-so looked at the amount of water while lost in thought.
“What about the waterway?”
“Most of the cleaning is done. It was easy because no one really resisted.”
It was something that would make the Black Dragon King spit out blood in rage if he heard it, but Ho Ga-myeong was simply relaying the truth.
“It’s not that I don’t have any complaints, but it seems like there’s no one who can stand in for the Black Dragon King and unite the dissatisfied forces to resist.”
“I guess so.”
Jang Il-so sneered without taking his eyes off the river.
“Because there’s no way someone like the Black Dragon King would tolerate a second-in-command.”
In Sapa, the winner takes everything. It doesn’t matter where you come from or what your status is. It’s a world where the strong take everything. That’s the world Sapa lives in.
But this extreme structure was equally cruel to those who had everything. Those who had everything taken away could not help but suffer from the fear that they too might one day have everything taken away.
That is why the leaders of Sapa do not tolerate anyone who could threaten their positions. What they want is complete domination.
“That’s a stupid thing to do.”
Jang Il-so’s gaze slowly sank.
The Namgung Sega family lost too many great things in this Jang River. The outstanding head of the family, Namgung Hwang, the elders who were the pillars of the family, and even the main force were all cut down.
However, the Namgung Sega clan does not collapse. Now, they are trying to rebuild the clan by any means possible, centered around Namgung Do-wi, who can only be called a sage.
On the other hand, the water channel is in a situation where it has almost preserved its power, but the leader of the water channel, the Black Dragon King, has lost his power and is in disarray. As a result, it has been unable to put up a proper resistance and has ended up surrendering to Jang Il-so.
“What a comedy.”
This is probably the biggest difference between the political and social factions.
Sometimes, monsters that threaten the world appear in Sapa. The Sapa led by these people tramples the Jeongpa and dyes the world in blood.
But that’s it.
The stronger the power of the leader, the greater the gap. The moment the influence of the absolute ruler disappears, the Safas will once again engage in a fight among themselves.
That is why, although Shaolin with a thousand-year history exists, it is difficult to find a Sect with a hundred-year history.
“It’s not a bad comedy, from my point of view.”
Jang Il-so laughed quietly.
The headless Black Dragon King, Surochae, is completely under his control. Now, all that remains are Haomen and Black Ghost Boy.
Of course, the Mara Blood Palace still remains, but from his perspective, it is like a shackle. If he tries to rule over those outside, the cost to be incurred is greater than the benefit to be gained.
“Even if the Black Ghosts don’t know, it seems that we need to quickly take control of Haomun. In order to wage war against the faction across the Yangtze River, we absolutely need Haomun’s information.”
Jang Il-so nodded slowly. He, too, had been thinking about the necessity for a long time.
It is not simply a problem north of the Yangtze River. Haomen’s information power is essential to effectively govern the enlarged Sa-pae-ryeon.
Ho Ga-myeong let out a small sigh as he glanced at Jang Il-so.
“I never thought that the Thousand Face Investigation would be so active in opposing it. I thought he was someone who knew how to read the times.”
“That’s because I know.”
“……yes?”
Jang Il-so smiled bitterly.
“It’s not that I don’t know, it’s that I know. That guy knows me too well.”
“… … .”
“You know that once you bow your head, you’ll never be able to raise it again, so you try to rebel while you still have strength left.”
“I understand that part, but… … that’s the situation. People like that should know that now is the time to unite under the command of the Lord Lienju and fight against those hypocrites of that faction.”
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“I know, but it probably doesn’t mean anything.”
Jang Il-so laughed bitterly.
“Some people sacrifice their lives to protect their country from barbarians, while others dig up the corpses of the dead to increase their wealth. The victory of the Sapa would mean nothing to the Thousand Face Investigator at least.”
Hogamyeong gritted his teeth slightly.
Of course, I have no intention of denying that. That’s just the nature of Sapa. Isn’t it Sapa’s nature to do anything that is beneficial?
But there is a time for everything in this world. Now is not the time for them to fight amongst themselves… … .
“What are you going to do?”
“Hmm.”
Their snow-white hands were interlocked and placed on their knees. The rings adorning their long fingers clanked and rubbed against each other.
“Let’s just leave it alone for a while, Gamyeong.”
Jang Il-so said in a slightly nasal voice.
“I would like to go there myself and help you understand my subject, but… … .”
A deep murderous look flashed in Jang Il-so’s eyes. He stared at the river with an eerie look just by looking at it, then he quickly relaxed his body and shook his head.
“That can’t be happening. Don’t those bastards need me so much?”
His laughter spread across the calm river.
Hogamyeong, who had been watching him like that for a moment, opened his mouth in a soft voice.
“Your Majesty, may I ask you something?”
“huh?”
He lowered his posture and asked.
“I know what you are thinking, Lord Lien. Just your presence here will cause them to split up and fight each other.”
In other words, Jang Il-so was making huge profits just by guarding this place at this very moment.
“But Lord Lian. No matter how much they divide, if the Four-legged Alliance fails to stand up properly, we will not be able to take advantage of that gap. It is difficult to understand why Lord Lian has left them alone when he said that the Confucian Order should govern the country and bring peace to the world.”
“Tsk tsk.”
Jang Il-so clicked his tongue, picked up the bottle, and filled his glass.
“Gae-myung, Ga-myung.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“You take that guy too lightly.”
“……yes?”
A twisted smile appeared on Jang Il-so’s lips.
“It’s true that the author is being manipulated here and there, but he’s not that easy. If that were the case, he would have already been eaten by that Volcanic Swordsman. Still, he’s an author worthy of being called the head of Shaolin.”
“… … .”
“If we step back now and start cleaning up, the author will also step back and start preparing for us. Right now, the top priority is to tie up the author’s feet.”
“But can’t the court use the current situation to unite the old guard without necessarily leaving this place?”
“It’s possible.”
“Then shouldn’t we stop it?”
Jang Il-so looked at Ho Ga-myeong with a strange smile.
“Do you really think we can stop them from uniting?”
“……yes?”
“Gae-myung-ah. You see the venom of the rich too easily. The reason they don’t band together now is because we are too easy. If we were truly a threat, they would put aside all their old grudges and unite. That’s how they always have been.”
Hogamyeong had no choice but to nod.
It was certainly so. When the world was at peace, the Gupaebangs fought among themselves for power, but when trouble struck, they banded together as if nothing had happened and fought against the enemy.
What guarantee is there that the other party won’t do that just because they’re a traitor?
“We won’t gain anything by pushing them into a corner like this. There’s something else we really need to gain.”
“… …Can I ask what that is?”
Jang Il-so twisted the corner of his mouth.
“horror.”
“……yes?”
“Horror. Yes, horror. But that’s… … .”
A wicked smile appeared on Jang Il-so’s lips. However, his eyes were darkly gloomy.
“It’s not a fear of us. It’s a more petty and insignificant fear.”
Ho Ga-myeong didn’t understand Jang Il-so’s words. However, he couldn’t bring himself to ask again. Even though his voice didn’t contain any emotion, an inexplicable sense of oppression was weighing on his son-in-law.
“Do you know what the first thing a person who is paralyzed by fear does is?”
“… … .”
“Find my way to live.”
There was a ghostly look on Jang Il-so’s face.
“To throw away the pretense of agreement and justice and seek one’s own way of living. Isn’t that human nature?”
“… …Your Majesty.”
“Let’s see how far these great Buddhists can overcome their true nature.”
Jang Il-so slowly licked his lips wet with alcohol.
‘Almost done. Almost done.’
It’s visible in his eyes.
It wasn’t a crack between the obvious powers that could be seen on the surface. It was a very small crack created by a wedge driven into the heart of the court.
The cracks that were carefully created little by little would eventually produce meaningful results. The time was ripe.
‘Just a little more… … .’
It was just then.
“Ryeo, Lord Yeonju!”
Someone ran to his feet and fell prostrate.
“Oh, we have a problem.”
“Huh?”
Jang Il-so looked at him with indifferent eyes.
“What’s going on? Surely it’s not Haomun who’s barging in?”
“That, that… … .”
The one who had been punished raised his pale face and began to speak quickly.
“… … What did you just say?”
After hearing the report, Ho Ga-myeong’s mouth erupted with an unusually intense reaction.
“Is this absolutely true?”
“Yes, that’s right!”
Ho Ga-myeong remained silent for a moment with a blank expression. His face instantly turned into despair.
“Oh, why… … at a moment like this… … .”
Even he, who had proven his ability countless times as a soldier of the Maninbang, could only be at a loss at this moment. He hurriedly checked Jang Il-so’s expression.
Karararararak!
The rings tightly packed on Jang Il-so’s hands made an uncomfortable metallic sound. Contrary to his threatening gesture, there was a sincere smile on Jang Il-so’s lips.
“So… … .”
He slowly got up from his seat.
“That’s what makes life so interesting. Sometimes unexpected variables arise.”
Madness flashed in both eyes. Jang Il-so’s pure white teeth were revealed. It was a smile full of genuine anger and low pleasure.