"Death penalty, Ambassador!
"Why are you making such a fuss?"
"Did you hear that?"
Yoon-jong smirked.
"What did you hear?"
"Hasn't there already been a lot of rumors? Didn't you hear that?"
"There's nothing you can't hear because you have ears."
Jo-Gol made more of a fuss when Yoon-Jong replied nonchalantly.
"It turns out that the harmonious merchants who were pressing for debt to Hawasan were his agents in the past. Their businesses are all owned by Hwasan."
"I see."
"The chords are crazy right now. Government soldiers are occupying the chords and confiscating all of their property."
"I heard that, too."
"Oh, my God, Ambassador! Why are you so calm? Ha! This is why I shouldn't talk to people who are going to be masters!"
Jo-Gol struck in the chest as if he was frustrated.
"Is that such a big deal?"
"It's amazing. It's amazing. Do you have any idea how much it would cost to confiscate all the assets of the flock? Apart from their wealth, if they can only bring their own businesses, Hawasan won't have to worry about making ends meet for generations."
"So... ..?"
Yoon-jong looked at Jo-Gol with new eyes as if he knew it was a little serious.
He is a man who will become a doer in the first place, and is far from a natural counterpart. There seems to be a clear difference between his view of the incident and Jo-Gol's view of the shopping district.
"It must have been bigger than I thought."
"Oh, my God, the death penalty. The death penalty should lead Hawasan in the future, and it would be a disaster if he had no sense of money."
"Well, keep that in mind."
I've heard rumors, but I've never thought it was such a big deal. I just thought I could get away with the debt crunch, but it seems to be quite a big deal.
As a result, a new question arose.
"But how did this happen all of a sudden? Why did you put up with the humiliation so far?"
"Well, that's...."
"Huh?"
Jo-Gol's face has become strangely complex.
"I heard they found the books this time."
"Books?"
"Yes, the books related to the business of Hawasan. They found it a few days ago and they were able to knock them down...…."
Jo-Gol obliquely blurs the end of the story. And Yoon-jong could see why Jo-Gol's expression was so sour.
"A few days ago."
"Yes."
"The books were found a few days ago. And the books must be in the form of a book?"
"I suppose so."
Yoon-Jong laughed bitterly.
"It just so happens that we saw a book found a few days ago. Don't you think so?"
"...yes."
Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong couldn't keep up their words and exchanged subtle glances.
'The ark.'
'There must have been a book in it.'
It's too coincidental to call it a coincidence. In addition, wasn't the response of the long writer who checked the contents of the ark so impressive?
"I don't think so."
"I feel the same way."
Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong's faces got a little darker.
"In addition, his reaction before that was a little...…."
"It was obviously so strange."
- Oh my god! What's this? What's with the stone?
- No, my God! It's not a stone! Who buried this in a place like this? That's weird. Hahaha. That's weird.
Shall we dig? You don't mind if I dig? Hahahaha. Haha. I can't believe this is buried here. What a strange thing to do. I don't think it's a treasure.
Yoon-jong closed his eyes tightly.
'If you try to fool me, I'll try to fool you. God d*mn it.'
I can't forget that awkward voice. Even if a three-year-old child hears it, it's definitely...
'Oh, he's making some strange move.'I would have thought.
The crumbles that came after that crappy performance...….
"As expected?"
"Right?"
Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong's faces became serious.
"Where the hell did they find it?"
"...the more I know, the more I don't know."
"Yes."
Yoon-jong shakes his head.
There are so many suspicions. Even if you don't try hard, every time you walk, suspicious things seem to roll down.
Nevertheless, the reason why Yoon-jong is not so wary of Chung-Myung is that his sincerity towards Hwasan is obvious.
The same is true of this work. Anyway, didn't Hwasan benefit greatly from Chung-Myung's search for the books?
"Anyway...."
It was that moment.
"Metabolism!"
A loud voice came from outside the room.
"What's going on?"
"Haven't you seen Chung-Myung?"
"Why Chung-Myung?"
"I can't see where he is even when he's looking for me. It's not in the room."
"...Hmm?"
Yoon-jong's body, which was trying to answer casually, stopped. Soon his complexion begins to turn black.
"You don'sorry.
"Yes, anywhere."
"Stop, don't tell me!"
Yoon-jong jumped up from his seat. Then he rushed to run towards Chung-Myung's room.
Yoon-jong, who slammed into the door, opened Chung-Myung's closet.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jo-Gol, who rushed into the room after Yoon-Jong belatedly, shouted.
"...none."
"Yes?"
"I don't have it."
Yoon-jong pointed to an empty closet. Inside the closet was Chung-Myung's uniform.
"Huh? Take off the application. Where are you kidding me?…."
At that moment Jo-Gol's eyes were as bright as a lamp.
Taking off one's coat means wearing another. However, casual clothes are also placed next to the uniform. Invisible clothes are like...….
"Stop, don't tell me."
It's night happiness and mask that Jo-Gol brought me a while ago.
Yoon-jong's face was distorted mercilessly.
"What kind of accident are you going to do again?"
"...."
Chung-Myung was truly two people who couldn't tell if it was a Hongbok or a disaster.
* * *
"Huh...."
A little bit of people looked at the cart with a mesmerized face. The cart contained some of the wealth he had collected so far.
Full of wealth that's about to fall.
It's a surprising amount if someone you don't know saw it, but the feeling of a few people looking at the wealth was terrible.
"In one day...."
There was no such thing as a bolt out of the blue.
What they saw as they scurried down from Hawasan was their workplaces already occupied by government forces. Arms-armed government soldiers surrounded the workplace, and they were ordered into exile.
The only thing they returned to protesting was the rant that they would have all been sent to the government office without the request of a long-time writer, Hwasan.
What the hell is going on?'
That means the books were real.
However, some people were forced to feel unfair. Who would have imagined that the Plum Blossom Workshop, which had been run by the family generation, belonged to Hwasan? I just took over because I was running it in my predecessor's office.
But I was robbed of the workshop overnight and kicked out of the harmony. Where else in the world is this unfair?
Others' expressions were also dark.
When I saw the carts that began to gather one by one, a few people were heartbroken their hearts.
"...what the hell is going on here?"
"That's not true."
Sighs came from all over the place.
They're kicked out of the chords right now, but the Sixers are allowed to stay a little longer. Now, no matter whether it is porridge or rice, we have no choice but to leave the harmony with the six leaders."Do you really have to leave like this?"
"Then what do we do?"
"At least protest...…."
"Protest?"
Jin Yi-san of the Hwayeong Guest Cup glared at some people with killer eyes.
"You said that when you saw the supermarket owner protesting and being dragged to the government office? We are con artists, con artists! Except that if the long writer didn't show mercy, he wouldn't have left now, but he would have been locked up in prison! But what do you mean, how do you argue?"
The shoulders of a few people drooped.
"Oh, my God!"
Jin Yi-san turned nervously.
"Let's go!"
"Bur, already?"
"I didn't hear you say you'd be locked up in prison if you didn't leave the city. Let's get out of the harmonies!"
In the end, a few nodded helplessly. Those who were watching followed a few people who went ahead with dark faces.
It took them a long time to get out of the chords. With a brief pull in the shade of the tree, they trudged down from the cart and gathered.
"...that should be enough."
"I think the government soldiers who have been watching from behind have returned. Don't you think you can relax now?"
"You have to be relieved."
"What do we do now?"
When I get out of the emergency situation, other things start to show up.
A little bit of people turned their heads and looked at Gong Munyeon. Seeing him who hasn't said a word since a while ago makes me feel sick.
"Princess Rouge!"
The voice sticks out sharply.
"What am I supposed to do now?"
When a few people opened the door, others began to blame Gong Munyeon.
"Say something!"
"Didn't you say all you had to do was trust the princess? What's going on?"
"I believed in the princess, and now I'm a con artist. How are you going to take responsibility for this?"
Gong Munyeon slowly raised his head.
"...."
Everyone who saw his eyes closed their mouths. Gong Munyeon's eyes, which have always been as soft as Gunja, are glistening with life.
"Did you blame me now?"
"...."
Those who were pushed by Gong Munyeon's momentum unknowingly backed down.
"Oh, no, I didn't mean...…."
"I mean, let's come up with a plan. The countermeasures... ..."
Gong Munyeon, who overwhelmed the crowd when everyone flinched, raised the momentum even more.
"What a pathetic bunch of people."
"...."
"...."
Gong Munyeon works coldly.
"Hwasan and Chuck didn't start anyway! Is there one of you who is shameless? I'm sure you all knew about it."
There was no answer.
Still, those who knew the shame bowed their heads with dark faces, but most did not.
Gong Munyeon said, deflating a little.
"No need to make a fuss. Because now I'm just avoiding the rain. It will never end like this."
"...what are you going to do?"
"How can that account be real?"
"...."
"It's obviously a forged account."
"Ha, at Hana government office...…."
"If you're right with the wise man, it's no big deal to manipulate the authenticity of the books. You've decided to share your wealth with the wise man!"
"Ah!"
Merchants raised their heads.
"Then?"
"Let's go to Nakyang for now. If you go to Nakyang, you can try. If they're going to push people with power, they're going to have more power! I will surely punish those wicked wise men and the long-standing men of Hawasan!"
"Oh!"
"Of course it is! It doesn't make sense to have a book from a hundred years ago all of a sudden!"
"I have to reveal the tricks of those crooks!"The voices of the merchants grew louder.
But I'm thinking about something else in my head.
It doesn't matter if that book is real or fake. As Gong Munyeon said, if the power of power is available, real books can be fake.
Then it's no big deal to get your property back.
Gong Munyeon snorted at the changed response.
"So you have nothing to worry about. I'll take care of everything, so just trust me and follow me."
"We only believe in rouge!"
"I believed it from the beginning! Of course."
'Pathetic things.'
Gong Munyeon frowned.
It's like a bug, but we still need these guys. It's better to have people who speak out together than alone. Once we lead them to Nakyang, we can reverse the situation. A backbencher who can give him definite power...….
"You're f*cking it."
Then, a strange voice flew in.
Gong Munyeon's head turned away.