The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 117

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Chapter 117

“Is, is that truly possible?”

“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would have declared it impossible, but having witnessed it directly like this, I cannot say such a thing.”

Who is Jingangwon?

He’s someone who entered the Geumeuiwi at a young age and rose to the position of Dohuidongji faster than anyone else.

It’s the position right below the highest rank.

Even the current Geumeuiwi often asks Jingangwon for guidance, so his level has already been proven.

“Head of the Family.”

“Yes, elder.”

“It seems the successor of the Ha Family has accomplished something quite significant.”

“…It appears so.”

“I don’t like interfering in other families’ affairs, but may I say just one thing?”

“Yes, please speak.”

“I recommend that you absolutely do not let this slip away.”

“…I agree.”

The one who suddenly appeared is both the Eldest Son of Cheongeumjang and a renowned genius.

“I shall provide a small bit of assistance.”

“Yes, elder. Please, I beg of you.”

“Since there is the grace of Beolmosesu, I will personally make a request to the Eldest Son.”

“What will you…”

“To provide teachings in my stead.”

“…Ah!”

Isn’t this the kind of strong relationship that wouldn’t be severed unless something truly major happened?

Cheongun seemed fine even as an individual, and his background is even Cheongeumjang.

Though the Head of the Family didn’t particularly like thinking about futures that hadn’t yet occurred, this time was an exception.

Imagining the Ha Family backed by that financial power, he already felt as if he were in heaven.

“However, since the Eldest Son is no ordinary person, if we give even the slightest impression of being forceful, things could go awry.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

It was a simple and clear plan.

And indeed, when it comes to plans, simple ones are better than complex ones.

However, there was something these two hadn’t anticipated.

“I should be going now.”

“No, how can you leave so soon, Sohyeop?”

“It’s gotten late. I cannot spend the night here.”

“Please don’t worry about it. Father and Mother would want you to stay as well.”

“…”

At those words, Cheongun silently stared at Haweonje.

Haweonje, who had shown momentary confusion, reflected on what Cheongun had said earlier.

Worry about failing to recognize others.

This wasn’t limited to just abilities.

“…It can’t be helped. I understand.”

“I should greet the Head of the Family as well, but since he’s currently receiving an honored guest, I apologize for not being able to pay my respects.”

“Not at all. As for a horse or carriage…”

Haweonje suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

He had said he received Beolmosesu.

Isn’t that something the martial arts masters receive in their childhood?

“You won’t need one.”

“That’s right. It was a precious time. Young Master, and Ha Sohyeop Hayeon.”

“Ah, yes. It was the same for me.”

After exchanging proper farewells, Cheongun quickly left this massive manor.

He didn’t know what conversation the Head of the Family and Jingangwon were having, but his intuition was telling him.

If he stayed here any longer, truly unbearable trouble would come his way.

“…Um, Sohyeop.”

Just as he was about to leave, Hayeon called out to him.

“Please speak.”

“You must have learned martial arts, Sohyeop?”

“That’s correct.”

“Someday, may I ask for your teachings?”

It was the difference of a single word.

Thanks to that difference, Hayeon was able to obtain Cheongun’s permission.

“Yes. I promise.”

It was thanks to that single word ‘someday.’

If it hadn’t been for that, Cheongun would have refused right then and there.

Whether she was quick-witted, or had good instincts.

Or if not that, then she must be clever.

Leaving behind a promise of unknown timing, Cheongun quickly made his escape.

“Phew. Dealing with powerful families is no easy task.”

It felt as if something other than internal energy or strength was being drained from him.

“I should rest nearby tonight before returning.”

He was about to head to an inn, but Cheongun soon turned around.

There was a suitable place to spend a comfortable night while also gathering information about Haweonje.

“I should go to Cheongru.”

Since he had gone with Haweonje, entering wouldn’t be difficult either.

His status as the Eldest Son of Cheongeumjang already more than qualified him for entry.

There was one reason he needed information about Haweonje.

From his attitude, it seemed like he would continue approaching Cheongun in the future.

The government.

He had to be careful about any contact with Imperial Court forces.

It could make him an enemy of the martial world.

In a little time, he wouldn’t worry about this so much, but that was only Cheongun’s story.

Cheongeumjang belonged to Cheongun, and Cheongun had no intention of ever letting go of what he held again.

So he had to protect everything properly.

“Welcome, Young Master.”

Since Cheongun had been with Haweonje, he could enter Cheongru without needing to prove his identity separately.

Once inside, Cheongun had the courtesan who had been with Haweonje earlier sit beside him.

The courtesan with impressive hair that had a blue tint soon appeared.

“You’ve come again, Young Master?”

“I’m on my way back from Ha Sohyeop’s house.”

“…Oh my. Is that so? He’s not someone who easily invites others.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes. He’s from such a distinguished family.”

“Since it’s the family of the Second Minister of Personnel, that’s true.”

The cup being filled.

As soon as the cup was filled, Cheongun lightly downed it.

“Now you’re drinking again?”

“I don’t like to see good-smelling alcohol go to waste.”

She’s showing mild wariness.

She shouldn’t talk about other guests.

However, she would gradually let things slip without realizing it.

While moderately dispelling the intoxication with his internal energy, Cheongun continued to empty his cup.

Emptying, and emptying again.

Each time the expensive liquor was continuously emptied, the things Cheongun learned were also increasing one by one, though trivial.

It was work that required such investment of time and money, but there was no information as reliable as the stories told in places like this.

“…Young Master. You’ve already had more than ten bottles.”

“Is that so.”

“Shall I have a room prepared for you?”

“Please do so.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Cheongun took out a promissory note from Cheonjingjang and handed it over.

“If it’s not a promissory note from Cheonjingjang… Oh my, it’s from Cheonjingjang?”

At those words, Cheongun’s gaze toward the courtesan changed.

Was that something she needed to say?

No, no matter how he thought about it, it was an unnecessary comment.

“Will you get me a room? The best one available.”

“Yes.”

The person who had briefly come disappeared, and when the courtesan turned back around, Cheongun had risen from his seat and was looking in this direction.

“…Young Master?”

“How did you know?”

“Wh-what do you mean…”

“I don’t like asking the same question twice.”

This was already giving plenty of opportunities.

She was someone who hadn’t learned martial arts, and making enemies of those who were guests here would be quite troublesome.

“Th-that is…”

It was a troubled look.

A frightened look.

“If you cannot answer, then I hope you’ll call someone who can.”

“Y-yes, Young Master.”

He dispelled the remaining intoxication that had been lingering.

Who would she bring, he wondered.

Would she really bring someone who could answer?

Or would she try to silence him with force?

Their treatment would differ depending on that choice.

Soon, the sound of footsteps could be heard.

One, two, three…

Seeing those numbers, it seemed to be the latter, unfortunately.

“Tsk…”

Having already experienced many troublesome situations, his mood wasn’t particularly good.

Soon he could feel those standing in front of the door trying to erase their presence.

They seemed to be trying to examine the interior, but how much could really change?

Cheongun waited for them just as before, and soon the door opened.

“Greetings, Young Master.”

“What is it?”

“I heard there was an unpleasant incident.”

“So. Are you someone who can answer my question?”

“…We cannot provide an answer to that question.”

“Then, did you all gather here to drag me out?”

“We apologize. We have no choice but to follow the principles of the establishment…”

Before the eyes of those speaking, untimely water droplets began to float.

“…?”

The moment those trying to identify what this was, their expressions began to change from puzzlement to something else.

“Liquor…?”

Wasn’t this the finest liquor that Cheongru took pride in?

Soon, those droplets simultaneously began to pierce the knees of all who had come.

“Kugh…!”

“Wh-what…!”

“The guest service here is terrible. How is this different from those in the red-light district?”

“A-a master…!”

If he went deeper here, he would cleanly penetrate the bones of their knees.

“I’ll say this one last time. Bring someone worth talking to.”

“Kuk… Y-yes, understood…”

A period of waiting continued, and before long, the person who could be called the owner of this Cheongru appeared.

“…”

The owner of Cheongru looked pathetically at those kneeling.

She was a woman with such a bewitching feeling that one might think this is what it would be like if a fox became human.

“Is there some problem, Young Master?”

“I didn’t know conversation would be this difficult.”

“Everyone has their own circumstances, don’t they?”

With her words and gesture, everyone around withdrew in unison.

“What did you wish to see me about?”

“Who I am. How did you know?”

“Is that really so important…?”

“You made it important. With your own hands.”

He had briefly considered whether it might be Haomun, but it didn’t seem that way.

Because there weren’t many among the courtesans who had learned martial arts.

“There’s no answer.”

“We… received a tip.”

“From whom?”

“I don’t know that. The tip came by letter.”

It wasn’t a lie.

But who on earth had provided the tip?

Even to Cheongru, which wasn’t even Haomun.

All sorts of questions followed, but there was nothing that could be resolved here and now.

“Take this.”

Cheongun handed a promissory note to the owner.

“This should be sufficient for their treatment.”

“Y-yes, it is.”

“I apologize for causing a disturbance. I’ll be going now.”

“Ah…”

Cheongun left Cheongru without any lingering attachment.

Among those who frequented Cheongru, there were said to be many officials, but those who could truly be called influential headed to Giwon rather than Cheongru.

So from their perspective, financial power was the most fearsome enemy.

If Cheongun set his mind to it right now, he could buy this entire massive Cheongru outright.

“Still, I obtained quite a bit of information, so I should be satisfied with this.”

It seemed he would have to spend the night at a suitable inn.

Tomorrow would finally be the day.

The day to head to the Martial Arts Alliance.

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