"A plum inspection?"
Speaking out of the blue, Baek Cheon looked at the old man with a questionable face.
No, what the old man suddenly said...….
"Who are you doing this to?"
"I think it's Chung-Myung."
Baek Cheon looked back at Chung-Myung and tilted his head.
But why is he sweating so hard all of a sudden?’
There was no such thing as Chung-Myung he knew.
Isn't Chung-Myung the one who will calmly cheat even if he is dragged to the front of the Underworld?
What's going on here?’
Baek Cheon looked back at Dang Hopeong with curious eyes.
"Every, plum blossoms…….”
The old man's eyes, which seemed to be losing light, were filled with passion. His eyes were all wrinkled with tears.
"The Old Examiner…….”
At the end of the day, the old man, who was shaking with tears, stopped for a moment. And he frowned.
The atmosphere subsided coldly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha.….”
Dang Hopyong tilted his head when Chung-Myung burst into awkward laughter.
"Is that right?"
"I don't think so?"
At every word he said, Chung-Myung was startled.
Which song should I dance to?’
Chung-Myung had no choice when he tried to deal with someone who wasn't mentally sound. I'll do something if the words work.
"Apricot flower….huh? Who did I say it was?"
Finally, Dang Gunnak, who was next to him, sighed deeply and stepped in.
"Your grandfather, the plum blossoms examiner has already passed away a hundred years ago.
At that word, the tears around Dang Hopyong's eyes dried up in an instant.
"I see, I see. No, but the old M.E. wasn't that handsome. He looked like a con artist, not like a con artist.….”
No, but that guy?
"But he turned out to be a masterly man. He was strong and noble."
"Hehe. That's right."
"……You were a bit of a bad personality……. No, it was very bad. A lot."
Blood vessels rose on Chung-Myung's forehead.
"…I miss you. It seems like yesterday that the old man was stroking my hair, but time has passed already.”
Dang Hopyong looked at the distant sky, reciting lonelyly. Everyone was automatically solemnized by the way he looked so sentimental.
Except for one person.
"Who is it?"
After agonizing over it, Chung-Myung soon smiled pleasedly.
'I have no idea.’
How can I remember everything from a hundred years ago?
I've been brought to the dangbo for a few drinks, so maybe that's when I'm on my way. I guess I ran into him.
It must have been a child to say that he patted his head, but he became a gray-haired old man today and tomorrow.
"So who are you?"
I don't think so.
Then Dang Gunnak sighed quietly and got to the point.
"It doesn't matter now, my grandfather. I think we need to make a sword with the iron of later life. And we need to make some additional gold memorization."
"Gold for a single iron sword…"….”
Dang Hoppyong, who was reading after Dang Gunnak's words, blurted the end of his words.
Soon, the old man's eyes, which had been loosened, shone sharply.
"You're asking too much of an old man who's dying."
"I know it's a difficult request, my grandfather. I don't know about one iron sword, but I'm anxious to leave gold memorization in the hands of other children. Of course, it's their skill, I admit, but where can I follow my grandfather's hand?"
With sincere persuasion, Dang Hopyong looked over the workshop behind Dang Gunnak and others without a reply."Have you saved your life?"
Dang Hopyong still flickered his head.
"I didn't think I'd catch a hammer while I was living.I, too, am a member of the party. If the householder says so, I cannot help but listen.”
"Thank you, my grandfather."
Dang Hopyong shook his head loudly.
"But let alone the gold grade, what are you going to do by making a sword? I don't think the party decided to master swordsmanship."
"The party formed a friendship with Hwasan. The people who brought this iron were the Hwasanites, and they asked for the production of the iron sword.”
Suddenly, a spark popped out of Dang Hopyong's eyes, which seemed calm all along.
"Who are you going to give the iron sword to.
"You're going to ride a sword made by the Tang Dynasty to Munpa for the rest of the year? That doesn't make any sense. Dangga's weapons can only be used by Dangga. Dang Myong is your son! How dare you put such a dead man's foot on my mouth!"
Dang Hopyong, who was pointing his finger, was about to bubble up his mouth.
"Not until I have dirt in my eyes! I can make you as much as you want. But not a sword!"
"Joe, my grandfather! It's already been a long time since Hwasan and his party formed an alliance.….”
"That's none of my business, stop and go back!"
Dang Gunnak stepped back with a touch.
The spirit emanating from the old man's body was not normal. Furthermore, his position as a nephew's grandson made him more embarrassed.
'This is not good enough.….’
At that time, Chung-Myung sneaked up to him in agony. And he gestured briefly, saying he had something to talk about.
Dang Gunnak bows his head slightly toward Dang Hopyong.
"My grandfather, wait a minute…….”
"And who are you?"
Dang Gunnak looked at the old man with glum eyes for a moment. Soon after, Dang Pae was attached to Dang Hopyong and came out from a distance.
Chung-Myung and his disciples clung together and asked.
"Well, your grandfather doesn't seem to be interested in making an iron sword."
Chung-Myung said in an abrupt voice in response to Dang Gunnak's embarrassment.
"It's not that you don't want to make an iron sword, it's just that you don't have an idea."
"But correct it at least once a day."
"…...that's what I'm saying now!"
The unbearable Chung-Myung spouted fire from his eyes.
He said, "I'll do the same," but he didn't know that he would bring it to his old, dumb old man who can't even speak.
"Then I'll ask someone else to make it. It's not just the old man here."
But Dang Gunnak shook his head in a different way.
"Fancy season is not something that can be handled so easily. Moreover, thinning out the middle of the season requires very high-level technology.”
"Of course, as you say, others will be able to make a sword. But if you're going to use precious materials, shouldn't you make a better quality sword?”
"That's true, isn't it?"
"All I have to do is convince him. If I can persuade my grandfather somehow...….”
"No, but it doesn't make sense. How can I persuade an old man who can't even speak? If you look at him, you're going to throw a stone because there's no answer!"
"……are you an expert?"
"If Lao Tzu had seen it, he would have told me to just let it go! It's the nature of nothing!"
Chung-Myung gritted his teeth.After a brief look, the old man stared blankly at Ho Gong, and then suddenly shouted and insisted on something ridiculous.
It was also the kind of person Chung-Myung found most difficult to deal with.
I'll try my best to lie down and make a mess of it, but what would I say to someone who is mentally unstable? It's better to read "Kyung" in cow's ear.
At that time, Baek Cheon sighed deeply.
"It doesn't seem easy, Chung-Myung. It is clear that you are in a bad state of mind just by saying that you are a plum screen earlier. You can't tell people apart.”
"It's a good thing you don't recognize people, but I think you've lost track of time. The past and the present are mixed up in my head, and there's no way to persuade them."
"……I'm really going crazy…"….”
Chung-Myung, who was about to grumble, shut up for a moment.
When Chung-Myung suddenly became silent, Baek Cheon suddenly became gripped by an ominous premonition.
This is the face of this guy when he thinks bad things.’
Chung-Myung even began muttering to himself, thinking hard about something.
"I don't recognize people...…mixed the past and the present…….”
After a while, Chung-Myung grinned.
"Yeah, that's right. Are you out of your mind?”
At the evil smile, Baek Cheon asked nervously.
"……you, what else are you going to do?"
Chung-Myung just shrugged and laughed.
"Are you going to cheat again?"
Chung-Myung thought for a moment and smiled as if he was having fun.
"Well, I guess it's a scam in the eyes of private life."
"…What do you mean by that?"
But this is not a scam.
Chung-Myung smiled and glanced to the side. Dang Hopyong was staring at Ho Gong with dim eyes again.
"So who are you?"
"Where's Myoung going?"
Dang Pae, who swallowed a sigh, looked up at the distant sky.
It's like hell.
I wish this time had passed quickly.….
At that time, his eyes were seen approaching his disciples, including Dang Gunnak.
But something wasn't right. Everyone had an awkward look on their faces. Like…… trying to do something bad.
"Lord, what the hell...….”
Dang Gunnak covered his mouth with his fingers as if to be quiet.
At that moment.
Chung-Myung walked out of the back of the workshop with a loud cough. He's taking a step differently than usual.
Standing in the middle of the yard, Chung-Myung shouted cheerfully with his hands behind his back.
"Apyong! Where is Apyeong!"
It's a word that you use to call a child you know. But where's the kid in here...….
Dang Pae's head turned.
As if when did he doze off halfway, Dang Hopyong jumped in surprise and was looking at Chung-Myung.
Chung-Myung looked straight at Dang Hopyong and nodded.
"There you are!"
"Who are you?"
Dang Hopyong looked at Chung-Myung with blurry eyes.
Then Chung-Myung grabbed the plum blossoms embroidered on his chest and showed them and yelled.
"This guy! He doesn't recognize me anymore? It's me, censorship!"
"The inspection of plum blossoms…"…?”
Dang Hopyong blinked and checked Chung-Myung over and over again. Chung-Myung spouted a haughty aura, taking a step forward like a wedge."Oh, old man!"
Dang Hopyong sprang up from his seat and ran toward Chung-Myung. Then he trembled, clutching his hand and shedding tears.
"Old man... Where the hell have you been, old man? How long has it been? Oh, my God."
The strange despondency on the faces of the Hwasan disciples and Dang Gunnak watching the scene was young.
'Wow, this works.’
Now you're playing tricks on me.’
I've never seen anyone cheat on an old man in my life.’
Then Yoon-jong looked back at Jo-Gol and whispered in a questionable voice.
"But wasn't he a terrible actor?"
"I couldn't open my eyes to see it.”
"But why do you look so natural now?"
"How do you know what he's doing?"
The two sighed at the same time.
Joe, my grandfather...….’
Dang Gunnak was looking at the scene with a complex and subtle mind. I accepted it because there was no point, but it didn't hurt to see the pseudo-doctor who rolled in eat the eldest man of the family.
"Nothing to say! Where's the dangbo guy?"
"My grandfather...…. I don't know? Now…….”
"Eh! Useless man!"
Dang Gunnak's cheeks trembled.
'Is that him?'
You're crossing the line.
I told him to do it because he acted moderately, but he was completely fine. One might think that Maehwa Inspection really came back alive.
"I heard you're a bit dexterous, but you don't have the sword to fight the devil. Can you make me an iron sword, since I have brought you an iron sword?"
"Oh, my God, old man. Who would I disobey? If you disobey your elders and find out about it, I'll be surprised."
"Well, I don't have to say anything, so make it quickly!"
"Yes! Yes! Let's get started…"….”
However, as he was about to stand up with a quick nod, Dang Hopyong slightly turned his head to the side.
"But…… you look a little slimmer?"
"………When ignorance increases, appearance changes."
"Oh, yeah. I've heard of it before. Hehe. You've gotten very handsome. It's much better than before."
It's a compliment, but it's strangely upsetting.
"I'll put the fire on the stove right now. Please wait a little bit!"
Turning around, Dang Hopyong asked when his eyes met Dang Gunnak.
"Who are you?"
Dang Gunnak opened his mouth to explain, but Dang Hopyong shook his head before hearing the answer.
"That's enough. If you know how to handle iron, come into the workshop. We need 20 to knock on the grasshopper and iron. Call the elders, too! We need to heat up the furnace!"
"Yes! I'll do it right away."
Dang Hopyong straightened his bent shoulders.
His bent back was straightened out, and the spirit of the craftsman, who had never been seen, began to flow out of his body.
"Fix the egrets! Melt the season!"
Chung-Myung grinned as he walked confidently into the workshop.
"That's good, isn't it?”
Dang Gunnak glared at Chung-Myung with a look of despondency, anger and annoyance.
"You were very excited.”
"Hehe. It's a piece of cake.”
"……People might think it's a real plum inspection.”
"Hahaha. That's nothing."
Dang Gunnak shook his head.
"Anyway, I'm glad it's settled. I'll help my grandfather, so you can play the plum screen in between.""Yes, I will."
Chung-Myung laughed a little bit bitterly at the thought.
When Dang Gunnak headed to the workshop, Hwasan's disciples clapped their tongues and pointed fingers at Chung-Myung.
"Just. Six-syllable's impersonating his father and eating the old man's back."
"At this point, he's a fraud.”
Amid mounting criticism, Chung-Myung lifted his head and looked up at the sky.
Long sentence death penalty.
I'm being criticized for pretending to be me.
Does this make any sense?
What did you say? You're a crook!
What do you think you know?