Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 164
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Chapter 164
Jung Myeong hid his body in the darkness, making barely any sound.
He proceeded straight toward one destination.
‘He’s come.’
The place he arrived at was the deep inner courtyard of a large manor.
As if there had been a prior arrangement.
Inside, covered by thick cloth, so many lanterns were lit that it could be called extravagant.
Within, Jung Myeong saw someone familiar to him.
“Should I say it’s an honor to see Hangzhou’s number one?”
“The honor is mine, meeting someone so distinguished.”
“Haha. Is that how it works? Please, sit.”
“Thank you.”
The person Jung Myeong was meeting was the Provincial Commander of Hangzhou.
If Jung Myeong was the one who had achieved the greatest success in the Hangzhou Martial World.
Then in the government office, this man was the one achieving the greatest success.
Such a meeting between the two was taking place secretly somewhere.
“So. You’re busy with official duties, yet you wanted to meet – what’s the reason?”
“I have a small favor to ask.”
It wasn’t a meeting without purpose for either of them.
“A favor? Huh. It might have been different before, but a favor to me now would cost you dearly.”
“Would it be impossible to simply ask for the delivery of a letter?”
“My word. You want to use me as a messenger?”
“If we’re being direct, that would be correct.”
“Hehe.”
Jung Myeong was the first to make his move.
He said it was just delivering a letter.
But what mattered was who would receive that letter.
“Alright. Who should I deliver this to?”
“Two places you’ll visit during your inspection tour.”
The amount doubled.
Only then did the Provincial Commander show an amused expression.
“Not one but two. I can guess one. Where might the other be? Let me hear.”
“One is the Martial Alliance. The other is where you’ll pay respects during your tour.”
“!!!!!”
It didn’t take long for his expression to change to surprise.
“I expected the Martial Alliance. You want appropriate mediation, right?”
“Mediation?”
“Then what if not mediation?”
Jung Myeong didn’t want mediation. No, he didn’t need it.
He just needed to speak.
“It’s a notification. That they shouldn’t set foot in Hangzhou anymore.”
Don’t covet Hangzhou anymore.
It was also a signal that the Beggar’s Sect, Namgung, and Jegal weren’t enough?
The Provincial Commander was surprised by this.
“Huh. A notification? Will they listen to this?”
“They are Orthodox Sect members.”
“Since they have no justification, they can’t move easily.”
Orthodox Sect members cannot move without justification.
Jung Myeong had struck at this point.
“Correct. Ah, there is one more matter.”
“Hmm?”
He struck even deeper.
“The Uiseon School!”
“!!!”
“Isn’t it important to prevent them from acting recklessly? If they’re physicians, there should be lines they must observe, but they don’t seem to be keeping them.”
The physicians who had tried to touch him through the government.
He already knew well that they were connected to the Uiseon School.
‘I can’t let them go here.’
With his thorough personality, he deliberately mentioned the Uiseon School.
And at the same time, that they were connected to the Martial Alliance.
“The Martial Alliance is condoning them?”
“How else could they have moved so arrogantly all this time?”
“Hmm… Will they listen if you say that?”
“If they listen, there will be no more trouble. If they don’t listen… there will be trouble.”
“Interesting logic.”
“It’s logic that would have been buried without power.”
“Good. Conveying such words is no trouble at all. I’ll do it.”
The Provincial Commander accepted his request.
Judging by the interest filling his eyes.
‘The future will be interesting.’
He was clearly very interested in what would happen next.
Jung Myeong knew this as well, but he didn’t mind it much.
He knew that the truly important main point remained separate.
“I understand the Alliance’s matter. But what comes next?”
“Next, you say?”
“Why are you playing coy now? There’s a second matter, isn’t there?”
The Provincial Commander wanted him to bring up that main point.
The person the Provincial Commander served. That person was a member of the Imperial Palace.
At the same time, he was one who would become a prince, not an emperor. Meaning he wasn’t the eldest son.
Yet he was also someone who might become emperor. If he failed, it would be treason; if he succeeded, he could ascend to the emperor’s throne.
The Provincial Commander was serving such a person.
He was a Provincial Commander who followed despite knowing all those risks.
For him, Jung Myeong’s belated mention of that person couldn’t help but set his nerves on edge.
‘How on earth did he find out?’
Jung Myeong smiled brightly and spoke.
“Ah. You mean the letter for the person the Provincial Commander serves?”
“That’s right. Since I cannot examine him first, can’t I at least hear about it in advance?”
“It’s nothing special though?”
The Provincial Commander pressed him in frustration.
“The very fact that you’re sending a letter to that person is something special.”
“It’s simple. The matter of Hangzhou… I just think it’s reached a stage where we must consult with the government as well.”
“Hmm… You want the government to keep its hands off the affairs of Hangzhou’s martial world.”
“That’s correct.”
“Then someone of my level should be sufficient, shouldn’t it?”
“It seems like it won’t end with just Hangzhou.”
“!!!!”
The air in the room instantly stiffened.
* * *
‘It won’t remain just Hangzhou’s martial world affair.’
The Provincial Commander swallowed.
‘At this point, isn’t the matter growing larger than I expected?’
He stopped pressing and became tense.
As if trying to gain certainty, he asked Jung Myeong.
“Do you really think it will come to that?”
“Why would I bother sending a letter to the Alliance? Even after preventing them from acting rashly, one remains.”
“…Ryeon remains.”
“That’s right. There’s Sahyeol-ryeon.”
“Will they attack Hangzhou?”
“Wouldn’t they?”
“Huh…”
Jung Myeong’s voice answering the Provincial Commander’s question was filled with certainty.
At this, the Provincial Commander naturally drew a picture in his mind.
‘Even if the Alliance stays still, Sahyeol-ryeon will move.’
Sahyeol-ryeon moving toward Hangzhou.
The Martial Alliance maintaining neutrality between them.
Even he could easily picture these two elements.
There were stories that the countless blood temples occurring in the current martial world were due to Ryeon’s activities.
In this situation, Jung Myeong had taken control of Hangzhou.
‘The Martial Alliance will welcome this situation.’
The Martial Alliance couldn’t help but welcome this.
Jung Myeong, who was no different from a third force.
If he opposed Sahyeol-ryeon, the benefits the Alliance would gain from this would be enormous.
That’s why Jung Myeong was also trying to send a letter to the Alliance.
To maintain neutrality. Confidently.
‘I understood up to this point easily.’
Even for the Provincial Commander, understanding that situation was easy.
The problem was what came next.
Namely, the Uiseon School.
‘But knowing this situation, you even provoke the Uiseon School? What exactly are you trying to gain?’
He had deliberately mentioned the Uiseon School.
‘Though they crossed the line long ago… the reason they can maintain prosperity for so long is due to the Uiseon School’s unique characteristics.’
The Uiseon School was as unique a sect as Jung Myeong before his eyes.
Physicians before being martial artists.
Based on that strange uniqueness, they were a place that was an orthodox sect while simultaneously having roots in evil sects.
At the same time, they were ones who maintained deep-rooted connections with the government.
‘You provoke such an Uiseon School to exercise restraint when Ryeon is moving? Isn’t that tantamount to provocation?’
But in this situation, he was even touching the Uiseon School.
A battle with Sahyeol-ryeon.
Even that alone would be complicated enough to give him a headache, yet he was touching the Uiseon School as well.
The Provincial Commander found it extremely difficult to understand Jung Myeong’s thinking.
So he looked at him with doubt.
But Jung Myeong, looking at the Provincial Commander, only smiled mysteriously.
‘No matter what I say, he won’t tell me any more.’
The Provincial Commander intuited it. That he could not force open that mouth to learn its intentions.
In the end, there was only one thing he could choose.
“I will deliver what you have spoken of.”
“Thank you.”
To accept the deal!
However, for this deal to be established, there was one thing remaining.
That was the price to be given to the Provincial Commander who would move on his behalf.
“So what will you do for me?”
“What I will do is…”
To this, Jung Myeong threw out an answer as if he had been waiting.
* * *
‘Phew… It wasn’t easy.’
Jung Myeong secretly slipped out of the manor.
Unlike his refreshing movements, his inner thoughts were quite complicated.
The deal conditions he had proposed to make a request to the Provincial Commander.
They were things that were easy yet not easy.
The seasoned Provincial Commander was more cunning than expected, and he had to expend quite a lot of mental energy to propose things befitting him.
Still, it wasn’t bad.
‘It will be properly delivered.’
Even with the same letter, who the deliverer was mattered.
In that sense, there was no better messenger than one being promoted from Provincial Commander.
The Martial Alliance and the Uiseon Sect.
Moreover, the one he served would also examine the letter carefully.
‘For now, that should be enough.’
In truth, he didn’t think that just by sending the letter he could obtain everything he wanted.
‘The world couldn’t possibly turn that easily.’
Unlike the words from outside about being Hangzhou’s number one or being someone who could become the greatest under heaven of this generation, he knew well that reality was harsh.
‘From now on, it won’t be something that ends just because I alone am strong. So there’s still much to do.’
He knew reality well.
That’s why even after leaving the manor, he wandered around for quite a while.
Heading to various places where it wouldn’t be rude even during late night travels.
* * *
Thus, while Jung Myeong was doing various things in Hangzhou and drawing his picture.
There was someone moving to dye the canvas he was weaving to embroider the future with their own ink.
“Hmm…?”
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