As Prophet - Chapter 49



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Episode 49. The Responsibilities of Those Who Have Learned Martial Arts

Dalcheon moved sideways with a jerky gait and stood next to Mukhyeong.

“Mr. Mukhyeong.”

“yes.”

“Who do you think will win?”

“I don’t know. Jin Dong-hee has the advantage in strength, and Baek Ui-hyeong has the advantage in technique.”

“Strength and spirit. Let’s bet.”

“No, what bet on the sacred rain?”

“You say that martial arts are sacred? It’s just a competition. Let’s see who wins. You develop and improve through martial arts. The best part is that you learn about your weaknesses that you don’t even know you have.”

As Dalcheon’s ramblings grew longer, Mukhyeong began to whet his appetite. If this guy keeps talking like this, he will never win. Isn’t he a vicious official who uses every means necessary to get what he wants?

“So, who do you think will win, Your Majesty?”

“Well, let’s bet. The death penalty wins half the time.”

“Then I guess I have to bet that Jin Dong-hee, who is strong, will win.”

“Ahahaha! The bet has been made.”

Dalcheon took a coin out of his pocket.

“Yes, sir.”

“Ugh.”

It wasn’t child’s play… …. Mukhyeong took out the same number of coins and placed them on his palm.

“If you keep doing this, the kids will follow suit.”

“Kids, hehe, no coins. Ahahaha.”

It was mostly a bongsul that involved striking and blocking. When the two men’s fight reached its peak, Baek-ui-hyeong dug in next to Jin-dong-hee. As he dug in and got closer, the tip of the bong that was raised with a snap passed Jin-dong-hee’s shoulder and waist. The bag of white powder tied to the end of the bong burst open and white powder spread out.

“Ahahahahaha! The end of the fight! Baek-i-hyeong wins. Wahahahaha.”

Dalcheon went forward, jumping up and down. He turned back to the children, leaving Jin Dong-hee and Baek Ui-hyeong shaking their heads.

“When you dig in, you slightly raise it from below. When you attack, you expose a weak point. This is the part where the attacker has to think about defense. Big movements also expose a weak point. Got it?”

“yes!”

It’s teaching, but it sounds like it’s meant to be a criticism.

“Second, if you use the same formula over and over again, you can be defeated by your opponent. You have to change the order or the angle a little bit to avoid being defeated by your opponent’s counterattack. Got it?”

“Yeah!”

The children shouted loudly at Dalcheon’s explanation. The dance was fun, but the explanation was even more fun. The two people who did the dance were standing like scarecrows on the ridge of the rice paddy and couldn’t leave. What should they do? The person who did the dance didn’t care and was busy explaining to the children.

“Well, think about it. When I was screaming like this, I blocked it like this. I didn’t miss that moment and dug in. What should you do?”

The youngest boy raised his hand.

“Me, me!”

“Tell me.”

“The two of you mostly moved in a straight line back and forth. If you moved sideways, that is, you would step diagonally… … that is.”

The guy got up and stepped diagonally, making it appear as if he was pushing against the pole coming up from below.

“It had to be done this way.”

“Wow, that’s right. That’s great.”

Dalcheon gave his sword to the boy and slowly pulled Baek Ui-hyeong’s staff in the same way. The boy took a step forward and struck with all his might.

Hot!

Dalcheon showed off his strength and pushed away, then patted the youngest on the head. Even though it was a simple battle, the kids followed along with their eyes sparkling as he showed them the secrets of actual combat. They sat down and waved their hands to imitate him.

“This is the end of the training. Everyone, rest and then we’ll study for the next one.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Mukhyeong smiled faintly. There is something about teaching children. It is nice to see them follow along purely, and I feel affection for the children who go beyond each and every line. For Mukhyeong, who used to spend gloomy times under others, it was a new kind of fun.

On one side, Baek Ui-hyeong held hands with Jin Dong-hee. It was the first time they had met today, but a smile came to his face at the thought that they were similar to each other. It was not a smile created according to social necessity, but a smile filled with boundless respect for the other person.

“You are amazing.”

“You are truly amazing. Your strength is extraordinary.”

“How can you boast about being strong?”

“My hands would tingle every time I blocked it.”

“That’s too much praise.”

Dalcheon muttered as he passed by.

“It’s as good as dead.”

It was a kind of accusation, but he left it without hesitation and quickly ran down.

“I will also go to Hanyang and report the situation before coming back here. Please take good care of me in the future.”

“I’ll be the one to take good care of it. Ahaha.”

* * *

A few days later, a small building called the main shrine went up. I don’t know what it is, so I think they used the word “jeon” (殿).

The carpenter did not let them enter until the word “complete” was given. He tried to sneak around when the rough shape was taken, but I firmly stopped him. I prevented them from poking their foreheads in to try to get in somehow. From the perspective of an architect, showing them in the middle of the process is against it because it can cause them to be bothered by thoughtless requests for modifications and changes. There is an order to construction, and if there are additions or changes, they are often not done. This is because the owner does not know the order of work and only wants to change the results.

The carpenter who had been blocking the front of the porch made way for him and opened the rope that had been blocking the front. Dalcheon ran up like a squirrel, rolled around on the porch, and then went into the rooms on either side and rolled around.

“Wow, this is so good!”

“I’m glad you said it was good.”

“Can I use it now?”

“But it takes a few days to light the fire. It takes time for the ondol to settle and harden.”

Dalcheon placed his palm on the lower part of the chair.

“It’s hot.”

“I put a lot of fire into it.”

Dalcheon is lying on the floor. There is an A-shaped grid on the ceiling.

“That is… … .”

“I made it specially for you. I am originally from Somok (小木).”

* Small wood: Building a building is a big tree, and making things is a small tree.

“Aha! That’s beautiful. I love it.”

“I’ll have the painter add the color later. I can’t do that.”

“The original color of the wood is more beautiful.”

“There is an ondol on both sides and a wooden floor in the center. It is a kind of daecheong, but it was made to be used widely.”

“thank you.”

“The location of the cornerstone laid by the Lord was precise.”

“Ahaha, that’s a compliment. I don’t know anything.”

“Starting tomorrow, I will be sticking to the building below.”

“Yes. Can I use it right here?”

“Of course.”

“Thank you so much for making it so quickly.”

“It’s rewarding because the Lord likes it.”

Dalcheon looked around as if he felt sorry for him, then lay down again and kept thanking the carpenter. Baek I-jeong, who came over after seeing Dalcheon go in, leaned over as if he was looking into someone else’s house.

“Come on in. It’s really nice. It’s a new house.”

The words from a while ago made me feel dissatisfied, but I can’t say no to something I like so much. Baek Yi-jeong came in and looked around. The neatly finished surfaces cleared my gaze. As I looked around the floor and went into the ondol, Dal-cheon shouted at everyone.

“It’s home! The house is finished! Come on in!”

As I stood on the floor and shouted while jumping up and down toward the training ground, the children ran towards me like squirrels, and three adults followed me. The adults were students and trainers, so they seemed to be holding their weight.

“Come up, hurry!”

The children came up, taking off their dirty shoes. Mukhyeong smiled brightly.

“Congratulations.”

“You all worked hard. Thank you.”

As the group climbed up, the large hall seemed narrow.

“But the governor.”

“yes?”

“You can’t call this a transfer.”

“why?”

“This is a building name that can only be used in the royal palace.”

“Really? Hehe, then what should I say?”

“It would be better to use a hen (軒) or a hall (堂).”

“Hmm. What kind of symbol is it that we can’t use what we have left over after using it?”

“By lowering yourself, you elevate yourself. That’s why we say, ‘Your Majesty.’”

“Aha, I see. I don’t intend to go against the common sense of this country. Ahaha.”

“Yes.”

The children were running and rolling around on the floor and the floor, so the adults had to step back. They were pushing and bumping into each other, but they were completely out of their minds. Dalcheon was sticking to the wall and muttering.

“I waited a long time. It happened quickly, but it really felt like decades had passed by. It felt like everything was done, but I was still doing something, so it was frustrating.”

“It’s just a house, so why is it like this… … .”

Dalcheon smiled and sat the children down.

“Sit here! You line up here and there.”

Then he turned his head towards the adults.

“You sit here, in front of the children.”

“yes.”

But I couldn’t guess what he was going to do. Dalcheon looked around the crowd and said.

“A master is someone who is a master. You can’t become a master just by having strength.”

By coincidence, Dalcheon’s face was turned towards Jin Dong-hee. I want to say no, but it’s embarrassing if someone else admits it. When Jin Dong-hee turned her gaze, Dalcheon looked at the children. People are like that. I know that they have high martial arts skills and high status, but at times like this, I can’t help but think that they are children who have no experience in the world.

And no one doesn’t know that internal energy is important, and without it, everything is just the same. It’s because I don’t know how to cultivate a bet, and I felt bad because it seemed like it was attributed to personal insincerity.

“I’ve been waiting for this day to come because this is the place where you will practice meditation. Of course, I’ve practiced the eight-legged meditation outside, but I can’t keep up with the meditation of sitting down and practicing breathing.

If you study this, you will be able to do some of the things that are mentioned in the legend. Of course, this should be accompanied by a sense of responsibility as a person who has learned martial arts. That sense of responsibility means that you should not use what you have learned on ordinary people. It is like a back alley gangster to oppress ordinary people with power that is different from others.

Second, the power of those who have mastered this martial art must be used entirely for self-cultivation. They can study all night long, and can concentrate for days without drinking a sip of water. Because it is a martial art to cultivate oneself and become a better version of oneself.

The third responsibility is to step up and fight when the country is in danger. You must do it. You must do it even if you have no position or reward. That is the responsibility of those who have power. ”

Before starting the breathing exercise, Dalcheon gave a rather long explanation, especially disciplining the children. When he finally said that they should be humble, one of the children raised his hand. It was Ttungtaeng, who hung out with Makdongi. Ttungtaeng, who looked like his older brother, although they were the same age.

“Your Majesty, are you my master?”

Dalcheon nodded. He had to answer this kind of question well, but he couldn’t say no.

“Of course.”

“Then, if you could show me something, wouldn’t it help me become more motivated to study?”

It is a euphemism for asking to be shown. The father of the chubby boy was a middle-class man who worked as an interpreter somewhere, so the boy was good at speaking.

“Okay, what should I show you? Hmm.”

Dalcheon was about to pull out his sword and show off his sword skills, but Ttungtaeng raised his hand again.

“I heard that you can fly through the sky with a light aircraft.”

“This is… … .”

Dalcheon’s expression became troubled. It was really a skill that was not shown lightly. What would other people think if they saw someone flying in the sky? Dalcheon was troubled, but Jin Dong-hee urged him on.

“Please show me. It might be an opportunity to make me study hard.”

Dalcheon looked deep into Jin Dong-hee’s eyes, feeling that she was returning what she had received. He looked back at the executioner who had come a few days ago and spread out his hands. It was a meaningless gesture, but it didn’t help.