Black Corporation: Joseon

Chapter 406

Episode 406: A short story. (3)

As the people scattered and screamed, it was the officials of Onsu-hyeon who became busy.

“You are not a monster, come back!”

The officials of Onsu County raised their voices, but the people did not even listen.

“If that isn’t a monster, then what is?”

“I guess that’s the starfish I’ve only heard about!”

“That’s right! “It’s a starfish, that’s right!”

“Anyway, jump!”

The people quickly disappeared, shouting various nonsense, and the officials of Onsu County looked embarrassed.

“Bull... haa~”

When the thing called ‘Bulgasari (不可殺伊)’, which had been circulating in folk tales since the late Goryeo Dynasty, came up, the officials put their hands on their foreheads and sighed.

“Where on earth did you run away?”

The officials who had been looking around to find the scattered people let out a long sigh again when they saw the people running away all the way to Namsan Mountain.

“Ha~. Before we knew it, we had reached there...”

“Did they learn the Chukji method?... Sigh~”

Sighing, the officials got on their horses and headed towards Namsan, where the people had taken refuge.

* * *

The people who came down the mountain again thanks to the appeasement of the officials and the cavalry put their butts back, hesitated, and gathered at the place where the tow truck was. Seeing that, the officials sighed again.

“Haa~.”

“Oh my~. “If the situation arises, you are ready to run away.”

As the people gathered again, King Sejong appeared from the carriage.

“I come to see His Majesty the Prime Minister!”

“I come to see His Majesty the Prime Minister!”

As the officials chanted and fell to the ground, the people followed suit and fell to the ground in panic.

King Sejong, who got off the carriage, smiled slightly and responded.

“I’m sorry for startling you. “I will be in your care for the time being, so please be kind to me.”

“I don’t dare ask for a favor! “Your Majesty is the master of this country, so if you give orders, you must follow them!”

The mayor of Onsu-hyeon raised his voice, and the other officials and citizens only bowed their heads.

However, Sejong shook his head lightly and accepted the words.

“Listen to the wise man. Your loyalty is truly beautiful, but it is not right. “We should not forget that saying that unjust orders are unjust is true loyalty.”

In response to King Sejong’s mild reprimand, the Hyeonryeong raised his voice once again with a red face.

“I will keep this in mind!”

After all the uproar, King Sejong was welcomed by the people and set off for Onyang Temporary Palace.

“I will prepare a kite.”

Sejong lightly waved his hand at Do Seung-ji’s words.

“That’s it. It’s not far, so it would be better to walk. “The weather is nice at the moment.”

“Haona...”

Do Seung-ji expressed his disapproval, but King Sejong smiled and walked away.

“I’ve been told that walking is good for your health, so isn’t this a good opportunity? ha ha ha!”

* * *

King Sejong, who stayed in the temporary palace, comforted the public sentiment.

It was the third day after arriving.

King Sejong called the people of Onsu-hyeon, held a feast, and distributed a small amount of money.

“Please take good care of Gwain during his stay, even if it may be a bit uncomfortable.”

“oh my! Don’t say things like that! When will little people ever sit in a place like this? “It’s something I’ll be proud of until I die.”

At King Sejong’s words, the people bowed their heads and expressed that it was okay.

However, there was a reason why King Sejong called the people and consoled them.

* * *

“I am devastated.”

(Note 2)

* * *

That evening, King Sejong and Hyang sat together for the first time in a long time.

“Do you remember what the old woman you saw today said?”

“yes.”

“I hope the happy times the old woman spoke of last for a long time.”

“Abamamama will achieve everything.”

“You should try too.”

“I will try my best too.”

“By the way, it is really convenient that currency is widely used and Joseon’s capabilities are growing.”

Hyang nodded at Sejong’s point without realizing it.

Before the stadium, if a large-scale event like this one took place, there would be an uproar. Preparing vehicles and horses to carry royal officials was a task, but preparing clothes and food for rewards, cloth and other items, and even medicine to be used in emergencies was an even bigger task.

Thanks to this, once a move like this was made, a follow-up unit larger than the main base had to be moved.

However, as currency became common and the scale of Joseon’s commerce grew, this burden was greatly reduced.

Of course, clothing and medicine had to be prepared in advance, but food, which was the largest item, was drastically reduced. What we prepared when leaving Hanseong was basic food to eat until we arrived at Haenggung Palace. The rest could be purchased directly using currency at a wholesale shop or market located in a passing village.

It was the same when I arrived at the temporary palace. What was sown to comfort the people was not cloth or grain, but money, and the food consumed during the stay and the alcohol and meat given to the people were all supplied through nearby markets and monopoly stores.

This was beneficial to both sides. The market and the monopoly were happy to see this unexpected big deal, and the royal family was happy to be able to purchase fresh food ingredients right away.

The biggest reason why this was possible was, as mentioned above, the widespread use of currency and the increase in the scale of Joseon’s commerce. In particular, it was noteworthy that food and goods could be supplied to a huge group of people, including almost the entire royal family and about a third of the government, without any problems.

Although he came to the hot springs for treatment, King Sejong, who saw the results of the treatment with his own eyes, looked much more relaxed and strengthened his resolve once again.

“Now that I have seen with my own eyes that what I have done so far is not wrong, I must try harder in the future.”

“Please take care of yourself. “Abama’s health comes first.”

“Thank you...”

Sejong, who was about to respond to Hyang’s remonstrance with a happy face, suddenly stopped talking and glared at Hyang.

“Say it straight. “What do you mean by what you just said?”

“Yes, of course, don’t you wish Abamama a healthy and long life?”

“So, what is the reason for wishing for a long and healthy life? Isn’t this a sign that he will hold out as long as possible and receive a replacement or lieutenant governor as late as possible? And in the meantime, are you planning to just pick and do what you want to do?”

“No way!”

It was a scent I strongly denied, but inside I was breaking into a cold sweat.

‘Did you get caught? Probably not? ‘You must have just pointed it out, right?’

Sejong, who saw Hyang’s expression, growled.

“If I think about it, whether it’s the research institute or Area 51, we should hand it over to the government and have it purged by proxy...”

“Oh my, Abama!”

“We’ll see.”

* * *

‘We’ll see.’

King Sejong put it into action the next day.

“I will order the crown prince. In Joseon, some places already have hot springs and many places are rumored to have hot springs. According to medical records, hot springs are places that are greatly beneficial to human health, but people are hesitant to develop them. Please come up with a solution for this. The deadline is two days before returning to the palace.”

Sejong, who gave orders to Hyang, added.

“The reason this task was given to the crown prince is because the ministers accompanying him are still busy. Fortunately, the crown prince was free from work at the research institute and Area 51, so he thought he was the right person to take on this job. So, I hope the crown prince does his best.”

Hyang bowed her head and responded to King Sejong’s command.

“I follow your orders.”

‘Ah, the back end!’

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Note 1) Oryu-gol’s Guro story.

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Note 2) The writer created it based on the annals that a 94-year-old woman living in Asan County presented rice cakes to King Sejong when he visited Onyang Hot Springs. That’s it.

The Annals of King Sejong, read in one volume. Sejong 15 years. Written by Park Young-gyu. Woongjin Knowledge House.