Jinyang Gon swallowed dry saliva in a thirsty mood.
It must be expensive.
I felt as if I were alive in the scroll on the wall. Even he, who is no stranger to painting, could quickly notice that the price of that painting was enormous.
Is that all?
The chair I was sitting on was also unusual. It was clear that the black chair or the subtle redness was made of jadan wood that had only been heard of.
I could guess the wealth of the owner of this room by just looking at the small wooden chairs that only the imperial family or high-ranking people use.
'I'm sure it's expensive, too.’
Jinyang Gon shook his fingertips as he looked at the teacup in front of him.
The colorful patterns engraved on the white porcelain caught the eye of the temple. I couldn't bring myself to the teacup because I thought I might have to pay for the gold if I dropped it and broke it.
The wealth of the gold inspection department makes the world tremble.No, that's not an exaggeration at all right.
What I saw on my way to the Buddha's tomb was blinding. How hard did you have to keep your mouth shut?
But the luxury of the poor was nothing to be compared to what we saw then.
Once again, Jinyang Gon, who swallowed his dry mouth, hurriedly clenched his face because someone was looking at him.
'We're almost there.’
From now on, there should be no mistakes. Even if things went wrong after being clumsy, I couldn't forgive myself for the rest of my life.
I took a few deep breaths and tried to stabilize my face, but I heard a movement outside the door. Soon the door opened wide and three people came inside.
Jinyang Gon slowly picked up the gaze he was holding with a teacup.
He looked as relaxed as he could without showing any signs of embarrassment.
Two people were following behind a middle-aged man dressed in denim. If you were a person with any knowledge, you could see that the person walking from the center was Sang Man-hee, the owner of the Geumgeombu.
Sang Man-hee, who approached with a confident step, deeply captured the game.
"My name is Sang Man-hee, the assistant owner of the Golden Prosecutors' Office. Please forgive me for not being able to greet you immediately even though I kept you here."
Jinyang Gon shook his head lightly and gunned face to face.
"Is there anyone who doesn't know that the Great Cooperative Federation of Gummansjo is the world's chief consultant?" He who makes arrangements is always busy and laborious. If you blame him for being so busy, the world will call this Jinyang Gon a pawn."
"……As I've heard, there's a great deal of cooperation."
"It's just an outside rail."
Sang Man-hee sat across from Jinyang Gon with a soft smile.
"I couldn't help but welcome him when I was told that his hero had visited the male window while I was always admiring his name."
"Thank you very much."
"Excuse me, but exactly how much allocation do you have in Hwasan…"….”
Jinyang Gon smiled slightly embarrassedly and bowed his head.
"Hwasan, you know, is a clique who doesn't stand up for himself."
"Yes, of course."
"Hwasan is not allowed to disclose its distribution to its strong students. It is inevitable that the distribution of those who participated in Hwasan's official event will be revealed.….”
"Oh……. That's a weird thing."
Jinyang Gon, who looked at Sang Man-hee's expression with a calm face, added.
"I hope you understand. As you know, Hwasan's reputation has grown too high in recent years.""That's right, that's right. Doesn't the whole world praise Hwasan's name?"
At Sang Man-hee's words, Jinyang Gon smiled quietly.
"When fame rises, people easily become arrogant. I just hope that the Lord of Gold understands, because he has made sure that his disciples are not over-confident."
Sang Man-hee nodded in admiration.
'Hwasan said it was a consultation.’
Don't you lower your tone and be considerate of others? It seemed natural to know why Hawasan's name has been elevated recently.
"How can we understand all of the intentions of the long-written writer with deep intentions? It's just that it's right, I can't help but think."
"Thank you for your understanding."
Jinyang Gon smiled softly and sighed inwardly.
So far, that's what I expected.
If you pry into it, it will inevitably reveal something strange. Therefore, it is better to gloss over the intention of the high man early on.
Geumgeombuju would also want to look good in Hwasan, so he could not ask about what was done in the name of a long writer.
Jinyang Gon continued the conversation with a more relaxed tone. It's better to talk as little as possible. So change the subject, but let your voice be as relaxed as possible so that you don't notice that this side is in a hurry.
"I don't think the Lord of Geombu, who is going to be in a hurry, has asked for an unknown cause for no reason, but is there anything you would like me to say?”
"Hahaha, how can you say that I'm not a celebrity! The story of Jin Dae-hyeop breaking the Three Swords of Taehaeng was spread in Namchang yesterday. And I know you've worked with him over and over again before coming here, and he's earned him a reputation."
"I just followed the instructions of the envoy."
Geum Geumbu-ju nodded his head.
"Yes, Hwasan's collaboration is famous. I've heard that the famous Hwasan Divine Dragon and Hwajeong Sword are also doing collaboration breathlessly as possible."
Jinyang Gon smiled, nodding to his head pleasedly.
"They still have a lot to learn."
"Oh…… what if?”
As Sang Man-hee glowed his eyes for a moment, Jinyang Gon shook his hand.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Please forget what I just said."
"He, of course! This sangmo didn't hear anything."
Sang Man-hee's eyes were shining even more, although he said he wouldn't listen.
If you call a Hwajeong sword a child, at least distribution is above it.’
Embroidery with plum patterns on the clothes, and the ability to break the three swords with a sword. In addition, the verification of the Hwajeonggeom is complete if it is a word or deed that refers to the Hwajeonggeom as a child.
Why would a master impersonate Hwasan's disciple, who can cut that three-sword sword with a single sword, even with everything else aside? With that level of skill, even if you don't belong, you can make a name for yourself.
If that's how much we can discuss it!’
Sang Man-hee, who had a bright face, opened her mouth quietly.
"Jin's great cooperation."
"Yes, my lord."
"There's something I'd like to ask the Great Hyup, who lost the crown of the golden sword."
"If you ask me to...….”
"First…… Is Hwasan a real consultative doorkeeper?"
At the end of the sentence, Jinyang Gon wast.
"How dare you define him as a disciple."
"Oh…….I made a slip of the tongue.….”
"One, I just want you to know that it's a place where you try to go the right way than any other gatekeeper in the world."
Sang Man-hee nodded in admiration."Then I'll trust you and tell you. I don't know if you've heard of it, but we're fighting a war with a steel imitation nearby."
"Well, I've heard it at first glance."
"The relationship between the Iron Man and our gold inspection department wasn't that's all. But in the meantime, there was only a small skirmish between them, and there was no full-fledged dispute.…the problem has grown recently as we have invited masters from the bay in the Iron Mimic."
"Did you say all the people?"
Jinyang Gon's eyes grew sharp. Sang Man-hee sang a cheerful song inside.
The rumor that Hwasan and all men are deadly enemies is not wrong. He's showing such a lot.’
"Yes, unnamed masters from the bay began to help them. Besides, I think it's not just sending some masters, but it's providing direct support."
Sang Man-hee sighed deeply as Jinyang Gon's expression hardened.
"I'm not trying to make a profit by preserving this gold sword. As you know, there are no proper gatekeepers here in Namchang. If the gold sword collapses, that group of iron-mimics will take control of the men's spear, and furthermore, the book of the book may fall into the hands of the universal people."
"That's a big deal. But…… were the other gatekeepers watching it?”
"Who's up for it?"
Sang Man-hee shook his head.
"The gateways around the fertile and prosperous city don't pay attention to small places like male spears. Even if he was interested, he turned his head right away when he heard that his opponent was full of people.”
"That's the kind of thing that....”
"Jin's big cooperative!"
Sang Man-hee grabbed Jinyang Gon's hand.
"Now the only hope for a male prostitute is Wasan. I heard that Hwasan does not tolerate injustice. Protect the male spears from that wicked man."
As Jinyang Gon showed signs of hesitation, Sang Man-hee slipped his hand into his sleeve.
"We're not asking for free help."
Then he slipped out the slip from his sleeve.
"If you help me, I won't let you show me your sincerity."
Jinyang Gon's gaze turned to a pile of slips sticking out. However, he looked out of the window as if he was not interested in money.
"…Jin's Great Barrier?"
"Your father seems to have a great illusion."
Jinyang Gon shook his head.
"Hwasan is not a money-driven clique. Paying for consultation ignores the consultation of Hwasan."
Sang Man-hee's face, which seemed disappointed for a moment, turned a little white.
"I…… I just wanted to express my mind…"….”
"Do you really want to express your feelings?"
Jinyang Gon said, looking straight at him like that.
"We can't just look at the tricks of the wicked in the crowd. Of course, Jang Moon-in will pull out a sword. But to do that, we need justification."
"And, what if it's justification?"
"Bring five times this slip."
"Yes, five times more."
Sang Man-hee looked blankly at Jinyang Gon.
You said giving money is an insult to Hwasan, so pay more? What's this sound?
"Did you hear what happened in infinity?"
Sang Man-hee nodded.
"We will spend all the money from the Ministry of Geumbo and Namchang to help those in need. Then the reputation of the gold inspection department will also rise. We, Wasan, will not take a penny from the gold inspection department."
"Well, what then?”
"Yes, the golden sword will be a great gatekeeper for the poor, and then we will have a justification for such a golden sword."Jinyang Gon continued in a heavy voice.
"So if you give me the money to give to the poor, I will also communicate with Hwasan and bring in my disciples. Can you do it?"
Jinyang Gon grinned as Sang Man-hee's face was young.
"It's all money that will be taken away on the day we lose to the Iron Man. Wouldn't it be better to give it to the naked and hungry than to give it to them?"
The horse seemed to be the final blow. Sang Man-hee soon nodded with a firm face.
"I'll do it!"
"But…… it takes a while to get that slip. You'll get it after work...….”
"No, it won't."
Jinyang Gon shook his head.
"As I said, it's not a gratuity, it's the money we're going to give out to them. It's meaningful that we have to put the money and the money in the name of Hwasan to the poor before he joins the war."
"Oh……. That's right.”
"How long can you be ready?"
Jinyang Gon's eyes are slightly distorted.
"The threat of the crowd seems to be stronger and less urgent than I thought. Then take your time and get ready. But if you drag on for too long, there's something else I need to do...….”
"Oh, no, no! What do you mean, not a hurry! Please wait a little longer! Two poems! I'll be ready in two poems!"
"You don't have to be in such a hurry.….”
"No! We'll have to move up a little bit. Please wait a little bit!"
"If you say so, I'll be waiting here."
Sang Man-hee stood up without hesitation.
However, his eyes instinctively turned to a bunch of slip on the table. But Jinyang Gon didn't even look at the slip from the beginning until now, as if the money wasn't mine.
"Thank you for your help! And thank you for your help."
"Don't mention it. I'm just doing what I deserve."
"Then wait a minute!"
Sang Man-hee jumped out of the room. And ordered the governors on the left and right.
"Go to the battlefield and pick up the slip! Now!"
"Boo, my lord. I understand you're in a hurry, but it hasn't been confirmed that the author is Hwasan's disciple yet, and there's no guarantee that what the author says will move. But giving the slip first...….”
Sang Man-hee shouted.
"You're a master who can beat the Three Swords. You'll find it! However, it is not easy to find cilantro who can knock down three swords in one stroke. And why would such a man claim to be a master of Hawasan, not a Shaolin or shaman?"
"It's not a small amount of money, but it's a bargain to move Hwasan. It's a business if you can get rid of those stupid docs who only know how to negotiate. So don't worry about it and come find me!"
When the ministers finally bowed their heads and disappeared busily, Sang Man-hee smiled in triumph.
'Timid monk. You're so naive. I'm going to take this opportunity to wipe out all the imitations.’
But he didn't know.
Jinyang Gon, who is left alone in the vice presidential office, now has the same look on his face.
A new white steam gushed out from the open lips.
Chung-Myung, who looked left and right with greasy eyes, muttered in a devilish voice of hell.
"Is this a male window?"
Starving beasts were approaching two snakes who were only looking for a chance to turn on their taffy and eat each other.