I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62
Zhuge Ganyun knew this was not something that could be easily guessed.
A Golden Dragon Guard Hall Master had just enough power to harass the Namgung Clan.
If he were to write down and report various corruptions, a situation could arise where Changtian Jianzun would have to visit the Admiral of the Golden Dragon Guard, the Demon-Subduing Grand Duke, lose face, bow his head, and offer many tribute bribes.
Even so, it was not something that could be called a disaster.
Doing anything more than that to the great Namgung Clan would be a burden even for the Golden Dragon Guard.
After all, the political connections Namgung had stretched out here and there, as well as their connections within the same Wulin, were not just one or two.
[Your son respectfully reports that there seems to be absolutely no reason for Zhuge to share the disaster that Namgung will face.]
The stray bullets hitting even the Zhuge Clan?
Does this make sense?
[As your son sees it, even the Demon-Subduing Grand Duke would have no way to save them from this self-inflicted disaster. Now is the time to use the Horizontal Alliance Strategy, not the Vertical Alliance Strategy.]
Horizontal alliance means aligning with the strong, and vertical alliance means the weak banding together to oppose the strong.
However, a Golden Dragon Guard Hall Master was absolutely not at a level to talk about a horizontal alliance.
On top of that, even the Demon-Subduing Grand Duke could not save them?
Coming this far, Zhuge Ganyun’s clever brain pointed to one thing.
Could it be?
Really?
No, there’s no way?
But if it’s that?
[Even if I do not speak further, you, Father, will understand with a telepathic understanding, so your son ends his letter here.]
Everything that needed to be said circuitously had been said.
Please understand with a telepathic understanding.
It was Jun’s way of saying he was doing this because he trusted him.
At the same time, it was a cry for him to realize who the opponent was if he himself was crawling this low.
And thinking about it, hadn’t he mentioned it from the very beginning.
A crane is not a crane.
By this point, it was clearly a dragon.
Yet, that dragon was not someone a Hall Master of the Golden Dragon Guard or Yuelongwei would describe this way.
And of course, it wasn’t the two Admirals either.
If it was someone higher than that….
Dare he say it wasn’t His Imperial Majesty, and if it was someone in between….
The Imperial Princes?
‘Could it be… No, but… ‘
The four Princes could be excluded from this.
They had their own work to do in their respective Prince Mansions, and if they had come outside, the world would have been noisy.
However, while the world was this quiet, there remained one person who could secretly look into the Wulin.
‘King Wuryong… Your Highness?’
Really?
Even so?
He was half-doubting, but there was a postscript at the end of the letter.
[By the way, there is a snack I wish for Father to eat, so I send it together in the box. It is truly precious, so please look into your son’s heart and enjoy it.]
There was nothing but the letter in the box.
He called it a snack, but it was empty.
It wasn’t even the empty food box that Cao Cao sent to Xun Yu, so what kind of unfilial mockery was it for a child to send an empty box to his father and tell him to eat it deliciously?
Of course, that wasn’t it.
It was a code.
Another code that came out by solving the code.
And the Clan Leader was now certain.
‘The place of seclusion must be empty… ‘
The Fifth Prince, King Wuryong.
He was a being who was said to have entered secluded cultivation, and had never shown his face even at his own investiture ceremony.
No one in the Wulin knew his current face.
It was merely known that because he was in secluded cultivation, the actual affairs of the Muryong Prince Mansion, namely Henan Province, were left to the officials who originally looked after them.
But what if that wasn’t the case?
If the seclusion was actually empty, and he was currently roaming outside?
Doesn’t the ‘Mu’ in King Wuryong mean the ‘Mu’ of Wulin?
The meaning was already fully revealed in that name.
‘Oh my goodness.’
It was truly information on which the fate of the family depended.
At that moment, he recalled one of Hui-yun’s reports that he had brushed off as insignificant.
Two young martial artists of the Eunhak Sect had subjugated a Qingjuebiao, but Namgung insisted that they had intercepted what they were chasing, and practically snatched the horn away while paying only a quarter of the price.
And even that, Jun had mediated to make them pay it when they weren’t even going to give that much.
[Brother, of course the Eunhak Sect will be grateful, but I don’t know if it was something to do while incurring Namgung’s resentment. You say Jun did the right thing, and even while doing so, he considered reality in his own way and didn’t just act stubbornly straight, so what is there to worry about, but I am reconsidering whether this fellow is fit to be the Clan Leader.]
It was a harsh review, saying that while he should establish righteousness when he should, as a Clan Leader, he lacked a sense of reality.
It didn’t mean he would remove him from the candidates for Clan Leader because of this, but rather that he should teach him well.
And Zhuge Ganyun read the letter thoroughly again and calmed his pounding heart through his heart law.
‘My brother, did you say you doubt if Jun is suitable as the Clan Leader?’
Rather, he would have to say it differently.
That now he didn’t know who else could do it besides this fellow.
‘Two horns of a Qingjuebiao.’
Two thousand silver taels.
It wasn’t a small amount of money, but from the perspective of the Wulin’s Five Great Clans, it wasn’t that big of a sum either.
‘Namgung is going to pay a very expensive price.’
And what about themselves?
His son was earnestly telling him to choose the horizontal alliance over the vertical alliance, so did they really need to ally with Namgung?
What Namgung would say was obvious.
If you look away when we are attacked, you could be the next target for a purge.
When that time comes, don’t complain that there is no one to stand with you.
Well, if it were a purge without any reason or standard, those words would indeed be correct.
But isn’t the reason for this very clear?
They dared to snatch the horn of the Qingjuebiao that His Highness King Wuryong had personally subjugated.
Did they do it without knowing?
Because they did it without knowing, it ends as just a disaster.
If they had done it knowing, it would be the destruction of their clan.
And the meaning of letting him know like this through his son was also clear.
To put it vulgarly, it was saying, ‘You guys stay out of it.’
It was his son’s letter, but would his son have written such a letter behind His Highness King Wuryong’s back?
Naturally, he must have received prior permission.
This was clearly King Wuryong telling them to choose one of the two.
Will you stand on Namgung’s side and oppose him?
Or will you take hold of his line?
And here, the sin of refusing this proposal could become a larger gwaessimjoe than the sin Namgung committed.
Why?
Because they would be brushing away the hand extended by King Wuryong even while knowing it.
‘We won’t be able to handle the aftermath.’
Where in the world is a Wulin force that won’t show a speck of dust when shaken.
Even Shaolin and Wudang probably wouldn’t be perfect.
At the very least, if it didn’t work out, shaking the secular branches beneath them would shake them completely.
How much more so for themselves, a noble family.
The reason the Imperial Family doesn’t do that is because if you ignore the implicit lines by custom and do everything strictly by the law, trust collapses.
A kind of trust that if you keep up to this point, it will be viewed as keeping the line, so be loyal just that much.
If you just destroy that trust without reason, the Wulin will also have a lot of thoughts.
But King Wuryong thinks Namgung is disgraceful, yet they refuse the proposal to just watch?
How much more so when he even offered a kind of carrot by designating his son to be by his side?
‘If they target us intentionally, will there really be absolutely not a single mistake made by Zhuge for the next few decades?’
Or is there no way for other clans to harass them just within a subtle line where it’s not enough to form an alliance over something like this.
There is also a way to gradually dry them up, tearing away Zhuge’s interests and distributing them to other smaller sects aiming for this position.
Anyway, killing the entire Wulin would be like the Imperial Family burning the country’s own roots, but drying up just Zhuge alone and planting another sect in that position was no big trouble.
Therefore, here, one must unconditionally side with the winning party.
‘Let’s see. How do we support this.’
It seems to be His Highness King Wuryong’s intention that it’s fine to just stay still, but….
If they want to look even better since they’re doing it?
He doesn’t wish for the total destruction of Namgung.
But isn’t it fine if the gap in power between Namgung and Zhuge narrows?
Furthermore, wouldn’t it be fine to even reverse it?
Just because Zhuge does better than Namgung, is there even one thing bad for the peace of the Wulin or bad for the people’s livelihood?
‘Hmm, even looking at it with my own miraculous calculations, there’s absolutely nothing bad about it.’
Rather, it seems to be a good thing.
If so, His Highness King Wuryong must truly be wise.
How should he handle this?
It would be difficult for him, the Clan Leader, to visit personally as it would be too obvious, but if he would come at an appropriate time, he would flexibly kneel and receive orders as much as desired.
He wrote a letter to his son.
[I understand your words well. Do as you wish. However, if the opportunity arises, stop by the family even just for a brief moment.]
Just looking at it, it was a letter telling him to stop by home once, but if one read between the lines a little more, he would understand it as a meaning to induce him to make the journey if he could escort His Highness.
‘For now, I’ll leave it like this and watch how the board turns.’
A divine calculator never plays a move carelessly.
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The Third Hall Master of the Golden Dragon Guard, Wei Yunying, had something special about him even among the various Hall Masters.
He was not special because of his martial arts.
Of course, he too was in the transcendence realm, but compared to the other Hall Masters, it was said he would fall a hair short in a life-or-death duel, and he thought so himself.
Where he was special was his work competence.
Organizing documents coming up from various places to decide which ones to present to the Admiral.
Which ones to settle at his own level.
It was a position to determine such things.
Of course, if he had settled anything randomly at his own level, he would have been dismissed immediately.
It meant that his judgment on the scale of work was accurate and he was trusted.
In addition, he knew how to classify urgent matters and less urgent matters to match the order for what was to be presented to the Admiral, which also became his power.
Holding the flow of documents going back and forth to the Admiral within the organization and knowing the rotating situation better than anyone else.
This was in line with how a Royal Secretary handling documents going up to the King in Joseon exerted influence beyond his official rank.
“Let’s see. This one goes this way, this one goes that way. This one goes up… What is this? Urgent Priority? Tsk, which bastard put an Urgent Priority label as he pleased?”
‘Urgent’ is the character for urgency in express.
Literally, a document that must be handled urgently.
In cases that were even more urgent than that, it could be written as ‘Top Urgent’.
Of course, one would get scolded if they assigned ‘Top Urgent’ to any agenda as they pleased.
An ordinary guard did not have the qualification to assign ‘Top Urgent’ to a report he submitted as he pleased.
Only a Hall Master could write ‘Top Urgent’ if a report submitted by a guard was deemed truly urgent.
So, there was no such concept as ‘Urgent Priority’ to begin with.
The Admiral is in a position to command, not to report.
Even if the Hall Masters below him say this is truly a special matter, it’s just ‘Top Urgent’.
But to say ‘Urgent Priority’.
Which foolish bastard wrote this kind of thing on an envelope as he pleased?
‘But is there a bastard in the Golden Dragon Guard who would do such a foolish thing?’
Even thinking of any other Hall Master, there was no one this foolish.
Shall I open it first?
And the moment he saw the pattern of the seal stamped on the letter that came out, he froze completely.
A dragon with four claws was majestically stamped.
‘A Royal… Royal Order.’
What was written under that dragon’s name were the three characters of King Wuryong.
[Urgent Priority] was correct.
‘Wait. Right now, the Admiral is… ‘
It would be the day he goes to see His Imperial Majesty.
And even if a Royal Order is handed down to the Golden Dragon Guard, the Golden Dragon Guard is an organization that receives only the orders of His Imperial Majesty after all.
In other words, before the request went to the Admiral, a separate letter must have naturally gone to His Majesty.
Then today, when the Emperor strikes up a conversation with Admiral Lee about the agenda raised by the youngest Prince, what if the Admiral has no grasp of it at all?
And what if that’s because his own sorting and reporting of the incoming letter was late?
His knees were already beginning to ache.
He stood up hastily from his seat.
Using the lightness technique inside the Imperial City was forbidden unless an enemy was invading.
In the end, the only thing he could choose was riding the waves of sound transmission.

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