The Youngest Son of the Eunhae Merchant Group - Chapter 732

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The Youngest Son of the Eun Hae Trading Company Chapter 732

Chapter 732. The Wedding at Last (1)

Caught up in the whirlwind of endless preparations, I suddenly found my wedding day upon me.
And one by one, guests began arriving to celebrate my marriage.
However, when Eun Jung-ho arrived far later than expected, I asked Geumryeong to locate him.
Geumryeong darted off with remarkable speed, and when he returned the next day, a letter dangled from his tail.

[Forgive me for causing worry. A sudden downpour struck the Fujian Province region, leaving me stranded and delaying my schedule. However, I should arrive in time for your wedding without delay. Please assure the family there is no need for concern.]

Only after reading Eun Jung-ho’s own handwriting could I finally set my mind at ease.
Now that I thought about it, this was indeed the season when heavy rains fell in the Fujian Province region.
Normally, we avoided traveling there during this period and instead journeyed to Fujian in the transition from winter to spring. But I heard that this time, we had to urgently procure Wuyi Rock tea, so we had no choice but to go.
That was why Eun Jung-ho went himself.
In any case, thanks to Geumryeong, I could ease my worries somewhat.
– Squeak!
No need to thank me? Not free of charge?
Tsk.
That’s Geumryeong for you. There’s no getting past him without settling accounts.
I retrieved some silver and handed it to Geumryeong, who took it in his mouth and scurried off somewhere, chattering all the way.
Watching him disappear, I chuckled softly, then took Eun Jung-ho’s letter and headed toward Father.
After all, I wasn’t the only one worried about Eun Jung-ho’s delayed return.
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“Father. It’s Seo-ho.”
“Come in.”
I opened the door and stepped into Father’s office.
“What is it?”
“Ah, a reply has arrived from Eun Jung-ho.”
At my words, Father quickly looked up at me.
“From Eun Jung-ho?”
“Yes.”
I extended the letter toward him.
“I was concerned about him, so I asked Geumryeong to search for him. Fortunately, Eun Jung-ho sent word through Geumryeong.”
Father urgently took the letter I offered and read it.
Then, his expression easing with relief, he set the letter down.
“So that’s the situation.”
“Yes. So there’s no need to worry too much.”
“Your mother and Second Brother’s new wife will be relieved as well. May I keep this letter? I’ll need to show it to them for peace of mind.”
“Of course.”
Father carefully set aside Eun Jung-ho’s letter and spoke.
“I’m relieved to know Eun Jung-ho is safe, but Gwak Pyo-du still hasn’t sent word.”
“Ah….”
As Father said, Master still hadn’t sent any message.
Given that Seo Hyang’s parents had passed away, Master needed to serve as her guardian for the marriage ceremony.
“It would be best to ask Geumryeong to inquire about Gwak Pyo-du’s whereabouts.”
“I agree that would be best.”
I knew of Master’s capabilities, so I wasn’t overly concerned.
And he had promised not to be late for my wedding.
But as time dragged on, worry had begun creeping in.
Could he be ill somewhere?
Or had he somehow fallen into trouble because of the Sura Blood Sect?
All manner of anxious thoughts crossed my mind.
I returned to the separate pavilion worrying about Master, and found Seo Hyang there.
“Small Guild Master.”
“Ah, yes. Where are you going?”
Seo Hyang was dressed for an outing.
“Yes. Small Guild Master, you should prepare yourself as well.”
“What?”
As I recalled, there was no outing planned for today.
At my question, Seo Hyang smiled and spoke.
“We need to visit my uncle.”
Uncle? Ah!
There was only one person Seo Hyang would call uncle in this place.
That meant Master had returned.
I quickly prepared myself and headed to Master’s residence with Seo Hyang.
In the courtyard, Master was with his family.
Sensing my presence, Master looked at me with surprised eyes.
“Master!”
“How did you know I had arrived?”
“Master! I was so worried you were late.”
Seeing Master unchanged as always, my tension melted away and my eyes grew hot with emotion.
“I was worried something might have happened to you…”
At my words, Master turned his head with an awkward expression.
Master’s Wife, standing beside him, let out a soft laugh and offered a gentle hint.
“In situations like this, you should apologize first.”
At that, my Master spoke to me.
“Ah… well, I apologize.”
A brief silence fell, and my Master’s Wife spoke with a smile.
“Small Guild Master, would you mind waiting inside for a moment? My husband just returned, you see. It would be better if he washed up first before we talk.”
Seeing that he hadn’t even washed his face, it was clear my Master had only just arrived from his escort mission.
Face-washing was a term used in the Pyo Bureau meaning to wash one’s face—a practice typically avoided during escort missions.
Thus, washing one’s face signified the completion of an escort mission.
“Ah! Upon hearing of my Master’s return, I became so eager without thinking and committed this rudeness.”
“I understand that eagerness well. Please rest inside and have some refreshments.”
She then called for a maidservant to guide us to the guest reception room.
My Master’s house had transformed completely from years past.
Part of it stemmed from dealing with Jeon Il Pyo-du, who had been embezzling funds from Seolpung Palace, so he no longer needed to spend his own money. But the Changin Escort Agency itself had grown tremendously.
Still, my Master had wanted to use his salary for Seolpung Palace, but Yu Seong National Master had dissuaded him.
Asking if he gave no thought to his wife and children.
So a few years ago, he built a new house and even employed servants and maidservants.
Thanks to this, my Master’s Wife suffered less hardship, which eased my heart considerably.
In his previous life, she had raised children while weaving cloth herself to sell for their livelihood.
I wished to use my own funds to make my Master’s Wife more comfortable, but my Master seemed reluctant to accept such help.
The maidservant prepared refreshments, and I sipped tea while feeling awkward.
It seemed I had made my Master uncomfortable by arriving so suddenly and expressing my worry.
“I should apologize first.”
At my words, Seo Hyang laughed.

A moment later.
Master entered the reception room looking refreshed.
“I apologize for making you wait.”
“Not at all. It’s fine.”
I bowed my head first in apology.
“I seem to have inadvertently caused you embarrassment. I’m truly sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing?”
Master looked at me and spoke.
“Now that I think about it, I was the one who worried you, so it’s my fault for causing you concern. And….”
Master turned his head slightly and continued.
“I was actually pleased by those words of concern. So this is what it feels like to have a disciple who thinks of me.”
I could see Master’s wrists had flushed red—he seemed quite embarrassed.
I had learned before that Master’s wrists turn red when he’s embarrassed.
Master cleared his throat and took a sip of tea.
“And truthfully… I was delayed preparing a rather special wedding gift.”
“Pardon?”
“When the Lesser Palace Mistress marries, the Palace Master of Seolpung Palace presents a special wedding gift.”
What could it possibly be to have delayed him like this?
My curiosity was soon answered.
Master personally brought in a single box.
“A gift.”
I accepted the box.
It was lighter than I expected.
“May I open it?”
“Of course.”
I placed the box on the table and opened it.
It was an iron plate no larger than the palm of my hand.
The iron plate itself emanated a cool aura, which suggested….
“Is this eternal cold iron?”
“It is.”
But something was engraved on that eternal cold iron.
What does it say… Gasp!
I couldn’t help but be startled.
On the paper-thin eternal cold iron plate, a poem was inscribed in letters no larger than a pinky nail.
The poem contained words congratulating my marriage.
Those unfamiliar with such matters might wonder why this was so remarkable, but eternal cold iron boasts such hardness that even a Hwa Kyung Master wielding sword force can barely leave a scratch on it.
If eternal cold iron had been easy for a Hwa Kyung Master to work with, the Hyerim Sect would have already pierced through the door made of eternal cold iron and claimed everything in the secret vault.
Well, if that had happened, what would have become of the Hyerim Sect?
Who knows—with incompetent House Masters like those, they might have already scattered to the winds.
Sigh, for now I should focus on this eternal cold iron plate.
I hadn’t heard the reason why this was supposedly my wedding gift.
“I find myself marveling anew at Master’s skill. This is no simple feat, is it? Engraving characters with such precise control of inner force that this thin iron plate remains unperforated.”
“You noticed, as expected.”
Master smiled faintly as he spoke.
“Traditionally, the special wedding gift that the Palace Master of Seolpung Palace bestows upon the Lesser Palace Mistress serves a singular purpose.”
“….”
“To display the highest realm one can achieve, hoping that one’s successor will surpass it and reach even greater heights—such is the spirit behind this special gift.”
I gazed upon Master’s gift once more.
I felt the same sentiment that had been carved into the stone turtle he’d given me on my birthday, now woven into this wedding present.
The desire for one’s disciple to grow stronger.
Master, though awkward in expression, was pouring forth affection through this gift with all his might.
“Thank you.”
I bowed deeply, my gratitude sincere.
“I will surely present you with something of equal measure.”
“I shall await it.”
I placed Master’s gift back into the box and spoke.
“And Father is waiting for you.”
“It grows late today. Please tell him I shall visit tomorrow.”

On the path homeward.
I spoke to Seo Hyang.
“Thank you.”
“Pardon?”
“Thanks to you, I was able to see Master immediately upon his return.”
She laughed at my words.
“I know well how much you think of Gwak Master, so of course I had to tell him. And I’m grateful that I possess such an ability to be of help to you.”
“Ah, there’s something I must tell you then.”
“…?”
I took Seo Hyang’s hand and spoke.
“Even if you lacked such ability, I would have come to cherish you, Seo Hyang.”
“Pardon?”
“Truth be told, this is the first time I’m saying this… but from the moment I first saw you, you captured my heart.”
Why does my face suddenly feel so warm?
“So please, do not misunderstand. Whether you possess such ability or not, you are my one and only companion.”
At my words, she lowered her face deeply.
The fragrance of plum blossoms wafted strongly from her.
Her ears flushed crimson, and I too turned away in embarrassment.
Then I heard the voice of the Yeo Eung-am Warrior from behind.
“It seems our lord is quite the romantic after all.”
“Hahahaha.”
Listening to the laughter of others, I found myself thinking.
Ah… I should have blocked out the sound.

Upon returning to the Hubei Province Headquarters, I spotted a familiar face.
“Eun Jung-ho!”
“Your complexion looks radiant.”
It was Eun Jung-ho and his entourage from Beijing.
Behind them were Eun Jung-ho’s family members, along with several staff from Hyun Pung Country.
Since not all of Hyun Pung Country’s personnel could leave their posts, they had drawn lots to determine who would come.
Eun Jung-ho spoke with a smile.
“Are you pleased?”
“Yes. Very much so.”
“Well then, hurry back to Beijing. It’s exhausting without you.”
Instead of answering, I simply laughed.
I would need to remain in Hubei Province for quite some time this visit.
I had to observe the Jegal Family’s martial examination for prospective sons-in-law, and I needed to have swords forged for my Guard Warriors.
But if I said no now, I had a feeling I’d be struck across the back.
“What is it? Something suspicious?”
“Nothing like that—now go greet Grandfather and my parents, then come back.”
“Hey, when did I last pay my respects to them!”
“Ah… that’s right.”

Starting with Eun Jung-ho, familiar faces began arriving one by one.
Those who had received formal invitations were settling into the Merchant Guild Guest House.
Sending an invitation typically meant we would cover their lodging as well, which was essentially a sincere request for them to attend.
Of course, whether they actually stayed at the guild was their choice.
Between greeting these guests, I managed to handle my duties.
Just because a wedding was approaching didn’t mean my work disappeared—I was diligently processing matters in my office.
This way, I wouldn’t face difficulties later.
“….”
Yet suddenly, my mood soured.
What was this?
Just then, I heard someone rushing over, and Seo-woo Warrior’s voice reached me.
“My lord. A guest from Baekcheon Trading Company has just arrived.”
So Baekcheon Trading Company had finally sent their representative.
“Namgung Kang Former Leader has come, they say.”
“….”
Ah, I suddenly understood why my mood had darkened.
Sigh….
It was Namgung Kang—the man who had killed me.
I had no desire to see that face at my wedding, yet I couldn’t coldly reject someone who had come to congratulate my marriage.
And despite my continued efforts to check Baekcheon Trading Company, it remained larger than our guild.
I would have to meet him with the resolve of swallowing my pride and rolling forward through the flames.
I opened the door and asked.
“Where is he at present?”
“He is in the First Reception Room.”
I immediately headed toward the First Reception Room.
The aura emanating from within the reception room was unmistakably Namgung Kang’s presence.
I took a deep breath, composed my expression, and spoke.
“I shall enter.”
The door creaked open.
I stepped inside.
He had been drinking tea, but upon seeing me, he quickly rose from his seat and greeted me warmly with a smile.
“How long has it been! Hahaha! Have you been well?”
Ordinarily, this man would never rise from his seat, let alone display such warmth.
What was this?
Had something gone wrong with him?

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