Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 630

Hongcheon (11)

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Hwanggeukjeon (Imperial Palace).

The largest and most iconic palace of the Ming Dynasty.

At this moment, the air was filled with the thick smell of ink, the scent of ink from reports that had all been submitted with utmost urgency.

A wad of paper that civil and military officials in colorful official uniforms are looking over, standing upright like scholars of the Academy of Korean Studies.

-The first in the North, also known as the Southern Emperor, has died. It seems that there was a will corresponding to the previous one.

―Before that, confirm the circumstances of the deep conversation. For example, internal collusion or reconciliation outside of authority. First, suspicion of abuse of authority by Jeong Gong of Seomye.

―The Black Swords of the Shingeomdan, including Jin Myeong-jo, the leader of the Shingeomdan, escorted Seomye Jeong Gong and left the Heukdo Palace. The leader of the Shingeomdan, Yong Gong, accompanied them.

―The pursuit of the so-called Beopwang and the Black Sword Army was stopped by the Six-Won Seonggun Mungok. It is presumed that the will of the Southern Emperor had a great influence. The second suspicion of Jeong Gong’s abuse of authority.

-The status of the Hwangseong dark sword is unclear.

―The southward advance of the Yukwonseonggun Mugok. It is presumed that he was pushed back by the combined attack of Gaebongju Jeong Yunjong and Cheongeukmunju Manhui. This news must be relayed to Jangseong Geoyonggwan. Mugok is a peerless master of short-term decisive battles who practices cannibalism, and is a peerless northern monster who can easily invade the vast lands of the Ming Dynasty.

―The 30,000 troops of the Black Sword stopped advancing just before the death of the true blood cult leader, Lady Jeok. The true blood cult leader, Lady Jeok, was raised by the previous blood flame cult leader, Baekrak, who had clashed with the Iphwangseongju, Wei Gong, and was a traitor. She was a woman who had close relationships with Seomye Jeong Gong on several occasions.

-The thirty thousand black troops, silence.

-Confirmed that the leader of the Myunggye Order, Yauljin, had appeared in the Heukdo Palace. Special note. There were no separate conflicts with the Shingeomdan.

―Namjebukdo is killed. The life or death of Prince Yukwonseong is unknown. The three leaders of Jeon Hyeon-dae Shingumdan are alive. The Shingumdan retreated after achieving its goal, and the rest of the situation is unconfirmed.

-The Northern Expedition was virtually a success.

―It is an urgent situation to reconsider the influence and danger of the Seomye Jeong Gong. We would like to inform you that the question of which title between Gong (公) and Ja (字) should be used has come up in Dongchang, Seochang, and Daenaehaengchang.

―The above has been notarized by the ‘Wind King’ of Her Highness the Empress Dowager.

The report concluded with the words, “Everything is true.” Deep exhalations or faint slurping sounds characteristic of internal breathing could be heard throughout the Hwanggeukjeon.

“Your Highness the Empress Dowager…?”

“You are heading to the trunk of Cheonhamok with the shaman Jang Moon-in. The momentum of the Daesunjeongmaeng (Great Strict and Righteous Alliance) is said to be at an unprecedented level.”

“Then what will you do if you come face to face with the best swordsman in the world without a soul? I mean, the sword master. How many natural disasters have occurred in the martial arts world these days?”

“The same goes for Seomye Jeong Gongdo. Focus on the agenda.”

Meanwhile, in the innermost part of the palace.

There was a man with six golden pillars on his back.

A face with faint shadows. Her beautiful, almost beautiful features are proof of her noble lineage. She had a very nervous expression.

Emperor Longzhen Zhu Youji.

“… … .”

He sits on a golden chair entwined with the body of a small dragon. He is the emperor who succeeded his father, the Qianling Emperor, but he lost the hearts and loyalty of the people during his long time as crown prince.

It was because Emperor Qianling believed that he would sit on the throne forever and spent many years in debauchery.

His attire, with the sun and moon engraved on both shoulders, was quite different from that of Emperor Geonreung. He seemed to be floating in the sky as he lay down on his back, leaning against the ornate backrest.

His eyelashes, as dense as the bars of a prison cell, fell diagonally toward the civil and military officials who were slowly beginning to argue.

“In any case, the national sword is right.”

“Isn’t that exile?”

“If you say so, how can those who are guarding the Great Wall listen? To begin with, it is the most honorable position in the world. Isn’t it the place where the great swordsman who received the yellow sword from the former emperor leads the defense?”

“If you show such intentions to the great Emperor, who has accomplished great feats, there is a risk that the chaos of the hegemony will reoccur.”

“The Rebellion of the Patriots? Do I really have to tell you that story?”

“The wilderness is now a greatness that is hard to fathom, and extinction means that the rites and principles like the sunlight are useless. If you continue with such inaction and character, what could be worse than the chivalry of the three years?”

Jeongyeonshin’s nickname was Gwangya Ilmyeol.

In the Forbidden City of Beijing, no one dares to mention the name of the Northern Qi. Even a first-rank minister would have to risk his life to do so.

At the same time, they never degrade Jeongyeonshin.

On the other hand, there was a possibility that a close relative of the Emperor might be secretly listening in, and on the other hand, there was no problem in achieving the greater goal without necessarily belittling Jeong Yeon-sin.

Only the great powers are discussed. That’s why it was so noble.

At that moment, a man wearing a red robe that reached down to his feet interjected with a slow tone of speech.

“Exile is not the right word. If you were to give Jeong Gong a position equivalent to that of Grand Admiral, it would be more like showing trust befitting his absurdly great achievements.”

His exceptionally sharp ears and blue eyes, like the ice of the North Sea, reveal his bloodline. He was also standing closest to the throne.

Guan Jian (關劍) Cheon O-ryeong (千娛玲).

Because he was active in the northern regions, he has the nickname ‘Sword-wielding Swordman’. This is his official sword.

He is the successor to the eunuch Sa-ye, who was killed by the Heavenly Swordsman, and is now the highest-ranking eunuch in the kingdom. He is also the sixth cousin and great-uncle of the Lord of the Heavenly Swords, Cheon So-so.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged woman who nodded to his words was also wearing a red official uniform.

He did not even have a single strand of hair sticking out of his hat, and he was carrying an ashen iron fan behind his back even though he was ten paces away from the emperor.

“It’s okay.”

Iron Blood Fan, Jegal Moran.

A person who became a Grand Scholar of the Cabinet after Emperor Yongzheng ascended to the throne. She was the sister of the deceased Zhuge Liang, and was formerly a Grand Scholar of the Hanlin Academy with great reputation.

However, due to the incidents caused by Zhuge Liang, he was demoted and was in charge of the Ming Dynasty’s history books at the Wenzhao Pavilion. Recently, he caught the eye of the Empress Dowager and was promoted.

It was thanks to the public’s assessment that he was both clever and strong in his writing skills.

“It’s the island of Jeong Gong…”

As soon as she opened her lips, the surroundings became quiet. This was because as soon as she ascended to the position of real power, she relieved her sorrow of demotion with insulting words and a wave of power.

“… You said that you have won the hearts of the people in the north. If that is the case, it would be better to bring him to the Forbidden City rather than keep him in the north. If Jeong Gong is at Your Majesty’s side as Grand Master, there will be no instability in the political situation.”

Cheon Oh-ryeong responded with an indifferent expression to Jegal Moran’s words.

“That’s valid.”

“This is the extent of the nation’s trust in the Purple Emperor. There are many stories outside the palace about the character of the Duke of Zheng, but no one doubts the eyes of the Grand Master of the Imperial Household. It is because they trust the Duke of Zheng that they can receive the order to stay in the north.”

“I think it would be okay to write it like that.”

Cheon Oh-ryeong said.

Until then, Emperor Yongzheng was sitting on the throne with a floating disposition. None of his subjects paid any attention to him.

“What a lovely discussion.”

He muttered softly.

It was at that time that Cheon Oh-ryeong looked up at Yongjeongje.

“Your Majesty, the people of the Yojok Gangho are fighters who find it difficult to trust promises like peace. Jangseong should be blocked, and based on the actions of Lord Jeong of Seomye who has shown so far, I believe that it is right for him to serve in the Gangho of the Demonic Realm as a national swordsman.”

Guan Jian Cheon O Ling is a rare pure-blooded person among the clans. He has thicker Ming blood than the Yong Zheng Emperor, who has mixed Han blood.

At the same time, he was also the confidant of the Empress Dowager, so the shadow of Cheon Oh-ryeong attending the royal meeting was the same as the portrait of the Empress Dowager.

Naturally, he was being treated as a regent without any opportunity to demonstrate his abilities as an emperor.

Next, Jegal Moran discussed the whereabouts of Jeong Yeon-sin, who killed his brother.

“I will send a conch containing the royal command by hanging it on the royal swallow. Since all the royal creatures remember the scent of the Duke of Zheng, it is safe to assume that the command has been delivered as soon as the royal swallow flaps its wings.”

The sword of the Ming Dynasty was thus created by the tongue and writing. It was a political sword that could not be avoided if one was in the country.

Imperial ministers who agree with the two men’s words.

It has a power stronger than the original martial arts, because it never dies.

Jeongyeonshin is in a distant demon realm, and even if he were to touch the Empress Dowager’s confidants, he would have to think about the aftermath first.

Even after closely examining the reports that had come up, it was clear that the Ming imperial family was sensitive to the reputation and achievements of the then Shingumdanju Daeri.

In the big picture, it is a matter of ensuring the safety of the Ming Dynasty.

There would be no reason to refuse.

“your majesty.”

The call of the Guan Jian Cheon O Ryeong.

Only after all discussions were over did the civil and military officials focus their attention on Emperor Yongzheng. Once they said they would grant permission, it was over.

“…in the opinion of the person in question.”

Yongjeongje slowly opened his lips.

“This is a matter that requires the opinion of the elders who are heading towards the trunk of the tree of heaven. It is said that the affairs of the country, big and small, are the responsibility of the officials, but there has never been such a big matter since I ascended to the throne. Now, Seomye of Iphwangseong is such a person.”

The person who answered those words with a clear mind was Jegal Moran.

“It’s hard to guess where you are now. The trunk of the Cheonhamok tree is connected to ‘gates’ all over the world, and the trunk that took root in Beijing was placed right behind the Forbidden City as a sign of the esteemed will of the ancestors (Yongle Emperor).”

“so?”

“You must have already entered the gate. And since Her Majesty the Empress Dowager used her divine power and secret technique to come out through another Cheonha tree, it would take a lot of time to find the great elders of the country and government. There are many possible places: Wudangsan Mountain, Songshan Mountain, the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, Iphwangseong Beonseong… They must have gone to the place they were needed.”

“The King wishes. No matter how long it takes, decide carefully. It would be better to appoint Seomye as the Grand Master of the Imperial Family. He is qualified.”

Guan Jian Cheon O-ryeong slowly shook his head. His face was still expressionless.

“Your Majesty, many of the world’s most distinguished people are gazing at the Forbidden City from outside Beijing. Please take notice.”

-Please contact me!

The voices of the civil and military officials burst into a vibration that echoed like a huge echo, and suddenly a swallow landed on Cheon Oh-ryeong’s shoulder.

A small chimney was already hanging from the feet of the spirit swallow. If it was sent up as is, it would be like the imperial order being conveyed to the new sword master.

Beep-

The swallow’s head tilted up as it looked up at the Emperor. The emperor’s face, reflected in the eyes of the small spirit, was suppressing his anger with an expression that pretended to be bored.

at that time.

thud.

Suddenly, one side of the high ceiling became translucent and distorted, as if a transparent giant had lightly crushed the thin window paper with his fist.

“… … ?”

The high-ranking officials who had been shouting out their opinions all shut their mouths. It was a place where only those with sensitive feelings were present. In an instant, silence came.

thud.

The feeling of a light knock on the door continued.

It seemed like he was asking if anyone was there.

But no one opened their mouths. Most of them were those who had awakened the god of the upper world. The intuition that they should not speak was sucking their subconscious like a swamp.

thud.

A statue of a yellow dragon is attached to the ceiling and looks down on Daejeon.

It was coiled up in countless circles with its golden body, and from one end of the circle, faint ripples spread out one after another. It was accompanied by a deepening silence.

Suddenly, the eyes of the man of letters wearing a blue official uniform at the end of the line widened. He had a small epiphany.

“The stem of the tree inside the door…?”

As soon as a small murmur emerged, the dull echo slowly ceased.

“… … .”

A stillness that slowly deepens with a dry feeling.

Immediately afterwards, as if it had realized something, there was another thud, and the heads of the high-ranking officials in red attire, including Cheon Oh-ryeong and Jegal Moran, who had been looking at the scholar in blue attire with reproachful eyes for a moment, as well as the bodies of the swallows in red attire, exploded like a dream.

Phew!

“Namje, my precious friend.”

It was a sound that completely destroyed the space and descended. Before I knew it, a large, limping man was standing upside down on the ceiling with gold engravings like spider webs.

The sight of a single eye lingering in a temple, rolling around on the floor.

The Forbidden City in Beijing.

“Did it go away?”

The fighting god has arrived in the Central Plains.

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Two figures emerged from the crowd of golden roofs, one limping, the other being dragged by him like a load.

“I am a simple man with an ordinary heart, so I am not free from grudges. The only way to forget grudges is through fighting.”

The sudden appearance of the suicide bomber who destroyed the fort and the Yongjeong Emperor who had been a puppet from the beginning. At this moment, the suicide bomber seemed to be talking to the Yongjeong Emperor, or he seemed to be muttering to himself as he had no way to express his thoughts.

“Yes, I will honor you in the eternal prison of time.”

The one-eyed lame man spoke.

It was facing the ruins that had originally been the fort.

Hwaruk- Kukukung!

Bronze braziers erected between the thick pillars glow red hot, and countless streams of blood swirl and spurt out.

It was a sight that seemed to be a mixture of the power of the Yukwonseonggun Mungok and the swordsmanship of the Bukdo.

The clouds split left and right in the meantime.

The surface was soaked in a large amount of blood, like a wound carved into the giant’s skin.

The blood mist rises endlessly as divine power is engraved into space. At this moment, it fills the sky of the Forbidden City and spreads all the way to Beijing.

The sky was crimson. It was Hongcheon (紅天).

The big lame man went south, south, his voice cracking and muttering to himself as if he was drunk.

“I guess I should start by picking the fruit from the tree of heaven.”

In one hand he held a flask that gave off a strong scent. His thin breath was already faintly emitting a hint of intoxication.

Damn it.

The Emperor of Longjing was dragged along by his limping feet. He was unconscious with his neck held. In the middle of the road, two furrows were engraved like the Ming Dynasty emperor.

“That! What is that!”

“Dragon robe? Emperor… ?!”

It didn’t take long for news of the collapse of the Forbidden City to spread like wildfire.

The Ming Dynasty before the Shingeomdan moved south.

In the south of the Yangtze River, the ‘Great Strict Alliance’, which absorbed some of the great sects and large families of the Jeongsa movement, broke out under the sword of the seventh person in the list of martial artists in the Northern Province, and Cheonhamok moved its huge roots like feet and participated in all kinds of major events.

At the same time, it is a land where the prince of a ruined country, who lost his soul and obtained the Three Forms of Destruction, wanders aimlessly.

The monk stepped onto the vast land.

“Hmm… Since the direction is different, it will be difficult to stop by Iphwangseong.”

He smiled faintly and spoke to the unconscious Yongjeongje.

“Let’s take it slow. This is my last trip abroad.”

It was the era of the martial arts world.

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Emperor of the era.

From the distant foothills of the Magical Realm, there was the shout of the demon tribesmen praising Jeongyeonsin. Words like Northern Qi, young fighting god, and Geomcheon (劍天) pierced into his ears as he lay unconscious.

There’s a big problem left.

He has to face the seniors of Ip Hwang Seong who have learned a lot. He already has insight into the upper class.

‘fu*k.’

I muttered in deep sleep.