Tangmunjeon - Chapter 377



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Tangmunjeon Episode 377

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Hong Geol-gae asked Hyeon-gong.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing? The wedding will start soon, so I was waiting.”

After meeting Wanli Sheng, Xuan Gong relaxed his tight reins and leisurely mingled with the banquet atmosphere.

There will be a lot of work ahead of you, so you should rest when you can.

But Wanli Seung was different.

Wanli Seung tried to expand the power of the Murim Alliance by meeting people as diligently as possible without spoiling the wedding atmosphere.

However, he did not forget to occasionally look at Hyungong with a look full of trust. As expected, everything went according to Hyungong’s plan.

Dang Mu-jin turned his head and looked around.

The Namgung family was seen happily greeting a person who had not even been able to shake off the dust.

“I almost was late. I took the wrong direction on my way here…”

“Why did you come all this way? Please come this way.”

Even though it was the morning of the wedding day, the flow of guests continued.

For those who set off from far away, even a slight miscalculation of the distance can easily cause their schedule to go awry.

Finally, from somewhere, the sound of a small lute was heard.

The voices of the people who had been chattering loudly suddenly stopped. The wedding ceremony had finally begun.

Following the pipa, the sounds of the tungso and sojeok were heard, and Namgung Myeong stood next to Jeong Ok-ryeong in gorgeous clothes.

However, Namgung Myung could not fully focus on Jeong Ok-ryeong and occasionally glanced in the direction of the main gate.

Hong Geol-gae, who saw that sight, asked Dang Mu-jin.

“Dang Mu-jin. Who is Namgung Myung waiting for right now?”

“Who could it be? He must be waiting for his father.”

“Oh, I see.”

Dang Mu-jin recalled Namgung Myung’s old appearance.

Namgung Jincheon was a strict father, and Namgung Myung was a son who did not live up to his father’s expectations. The image of Namgung Myung cowering in fear in front of Namgung Jincheon is still vivid in my mind.

However, as time passed, Namgung Myung grew. It seemed that he was not only on par with his father, but had surpassed him.

Dang Mu-jin could guess Namgung Myeong’s mind.

Namgung Myung probably wanted to show his father a confident appearance. He wanted to become the head of the Namgung family and further establish a family and become the head of the household.

Hong Geol-gae said to Dang Mu-jin.

“Isn’t Elder Namgung Jincheon coming?”

Dang Mu-jin answered, rubbing his chin.

“Well, to be blunt, I don’t think he’ll come. If he was going to come, he would have come a little earlier.”

“He may be a bit blunt, but he’s not the type of person to ignore his son’s wedding. Maybe he’s trying to surprise us by making a brief appearance at the end?”

“Maybe so.”

However, until the wedding ceremony was over, Namgung Jincheon did not appear.

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The sun reached the western ridge.

It was a grand wedding that was flawless to anyone’s eyes. Jeong Ok-ryeong looked extremely excited.

At some point, Namgung Myeong also began to shake off his attachment to his father and focus solely on Jeong Ok-ryeong.

Even if I keep glancing at the front door, my father won’t show up. Furthermore, I didn’t want to neglect Jeong Ok-ryeong on a day like this.

Of course, the wedding is not completely over. There are still some small formalities between the two families, and the full-scale banquet for the guests who have traveled a long way is just beginning.

The festive atmosphere will likely continue for at least ten days.

Of course, there are expensive drinks and food, but also small gifts for those who have come from far away.

It would cost a huge amount of money, but it wasn’t a burden to Namgung Se-ga.

“Come on, move a little bit further!”

Workers came in endlessly, carrying tables laden with rich food and fragrant wine. The food was prepared by the most skilled chefs in the neighborhood, each demonstrating his or her skills.

The lively melodies of various instruments were added to the rich smell of oil, making the atmosphere even more exciting than when the wedding was taking place.

The children who were normally not allowed to set foot in Namgung’s house were constantly running around the courtyard of Namgung’s house, screaming, and the adults enjoyed food and drinks while watching the children.

Of course, the situations of Dang Mu-jin, Hyeon-gong, and Hong Geol-gae were not much different.

Hong Geol-gae turned his head and looked towards the front gate as he was eating a softly steamed pork dish.

“People still come looking for it.”

“Will you come visit in a few more days? There was someone who was five days late to my wedding. Where was he from?”

The fact that some people miscalculate the date and arrive just in time means that if you miscalculate the date even just a little bit more, you could end up being late.

People coming from far away were even more so. For example, the guests of Pengga from the far north, Habuk, and the guests of Moyongse from even further away. The two arrived a little late, so they sat on the edge and were absorbed in their meal.

As time passed, the surroundings began to darken.

The neighborhood kids were led home by their parents, and the remaining guests were slightly drunk. It was a day of fun, without any worries.

At that moment, a man dressed in gray entered the front gate of Namgung Se-ga. He seemed to be about fifty years old. It seemed like he would be the last guest of the day.

However, there was something about that man that was a little different from other people.

The man was not dressed neatly to be polite. He was wearing a simple gray uniform, and he looked around with a bewildered expression, as if he had no idea what was going on in Namgung Se-ga.

If that man had been Namgung Jincheon, it would have been a touching ending, but unfortunately, it wasn’t Namgung Jincheon.

The man was looking for someone to talk to when his eyes met Hong Geol-gae’s.

Hong Geol-gae was relatively young and had the easygoing air of a beggar, making him an ideal candidate for a stranger to talk to.

The man walked up to Hong Geol-gae and asked.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Oh, yes. Ask me anything.”

“What’s going on in Namgung Se-ga?”

“This is the wedding of Gaju Namgungmyeong. Do you see the two people over there?”

Hong Geol-gae said that and pointed to Namgung Myeong and Jeong Ok-ryeong.

Namgung Myung and Jeong Okryung’s expressions were very bright. But on the other hand, the unfamiliar man’s face was stiff.

“ah···.”

The man groaned softly and sat lost in thought.

Only then were Dang Mu-jin and Hong Geol-gae able to examine each other closely.

Although he was dressed in ordinary martial arts attire, the man had the calm aura of a Taoist monk.

I could also smell a faint scent of incense. It was the cheap incense commonly burned in temples.

Unlike Dang Mu-jin, who thought he was just a Taoist and passed by, Hong Geol-gae realized where the Taoist came from.

Hong Geol-gae asked the unfamiliar Taoist monk.

“Are you by any chance from Kunlun Mountain?”

The Taoist seemed a little surprised at Hong Geol-gae’s question.

“How did you know?”

“My teacher was once a Kunlun School master. The atmosphere is somehow similar.”

“Ah, so that’s what fate had in store for us. What a coincidence.”

Daepunggae Pangcheon, one of Honggeolgae’s teachers.

Daepunggae is a beggar now, but when he was young he was a master of the Kunlun school.

The problem is that Kunlun School is so far away.

If the Namgung Sega family is located at the eastern end of the Central Plains, the Kunlun school is located far away at the western end.

The distance between Namgung Se-ga and Sacheon Seong is very far, but compared to the distance between Namgung Se-ga and Kunlun Sect, it is only half. It is no exaggeration to say that Kunlun Sect literally has no neighbors.

This time, Dang Mu-jin spoke to the Taoist.

“It looks like the Jeonseo-gu reached Kunlun Mountain. Thank you for your hard work on your long journey.”

“Huh? A herald? No. Kunlun Mountain is so remote that heralds don’t even visit the nearby government offices.”

Dang Mu-jin raised one eyebrow.

‘That means you came here without knowing that there was a wedding in the Namgung family.’

Dang Mu-jin asked again.

“By any chance, why have you come to Namgung Se-ga?”

“···I have come to see you because I have something to give to the head of the Namgung family.”

“I will guide you to the owner. Please follow me.”

As Dang Mu-jin got up from his seat, the Taoist man waved his hand.

“No, it’s not. It’s okay. I’ll just tell you slowly. You must be very busy…”

“It’s okay. The wedding itself was already over. Besides, if you miss today, you might have to wait a few days. Namgung Myung said he’d go to Bowonmun to pay his respects tomorrow or the day after.”

As soon as Dang Mu-jin finished his story, he sent a message to Namgung Myeong.

Namgung Myung approached Dang Mujin straight away.

“What? Why did you call?”

Dang Mu-jin introduced Namgung Myeong to the Taoist monk next to him.

“You are a guest from Kunlun Mountain. I have something to give you.”

“Ah! Thank you. It must have been difficult coming such a long way.”

Namgung Myung greeted him with a smile on his face.

It just so happened that all sorts of precious gifts had arrived from all over the Central Plains because of the wedding. It was hard to even guess where each gift came from.

However, the Kunlun sect was a little different. It was a sect that was so far away that even Westerners could not send messengers.

However, the Kunlun School’s Taoist master was unable to readily give Namgung Myung a gift and was fidgeting. Namgung Myung’s expression as he watched this scene showed a slight doubt.

After a while, Namgung Myung smiled brightly as if he had realized something.

“Haha! It looks like it’s something that’s difficult to convey outside?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Follow me.”

“ah···.”

When all four people in the Tang Mujin group stood up, the Taoist monk of Kunlun Mountain sighed deeply and followed the four people.

Jeong Ok-ryeong also came over after seeing the sight.

“Myeong-ah. What’s going on?”

“A guest has come from Kunlun Mountain. It seems he brought a gift.”

“No, it’s not a gift…”

“Kunlun Mountain? Oh my goodness! From that far away place!”

The Taoist tried to correct Namgung Myung’s story in a small voice, but it was buried in Jeong Ok-ryeong’s admiration.

Eventually, the Taoist monk bowed his head and followed the group.

Six people entered the main hall.

The Kunlun School master put down his pack on his back and spoke hesitantly.

“I’m telling you in advance that this is not a gift. It’s something I have to give you. I came here without even knowing there was a wedding.”

At that story, Jeong Ok-ryeong seemed disappointed, so Namgung Myung burst into a slightly exaggerated laugh.

“Oh, that’s okay. Just coming from Kunlun Mountain is a great gift to me.”

“Would it be okay if I asked you to pass it on to other people? I think it would be better for you to check it yourself, Master.”

Although the Taoist made that request to Namgung Myung, Dang Mujin and his friends were already filled with curiosity.

And Namgung Myung was not the type of person to ruin the mood in this situation.

When something great comes out, it’s fun in its own way, and when something insignificant or embarrassing comes out, it’s fun in its own way.

Namgung Myung was also confident that he would not panic even if something unexpected happened.

Namgung Myung said confidently.

“It’s okay. One is my wife and the other three are like brothers to me, so you don’t have to worry.”

“···Is that so?”

A voice that sounds like resignation.

The reaction was even more interesting. The eyes of the five people surrounding the Taoist priest sparkled with curiosity.

The Taoist took out a long object wrapped in cloth from his backpack.

Although it was covered by a cloth and its full shape could not be seen, no one could fail to guess what it was.

A thin and long shape. A shape with a bulge about a span away from one end. It is a sword.

Although there are many famous swords in the Namgung family, this is still the best gift among the black swordsmen.

The four people, excluding Hyun-gong, had half forgotten the Taoist’s story that it wasn’t a gift.

The Taoist observed for a moment, then with a small sigh, he released the cloth covering the sword.

As expected, it was a sword. And it was a sword of considerable quality.

But it wasn’t the kind of sword you’d give as a gift. It was a bit worn and covered in blood.

Even though it had hardened and turned black, it was clear to anyone that it was scabs.

Even that sword was familiar to Namgung Myung’s eyes. Chamyeong (斬影).

If the best sword in the Namgung Segae clan in the past was the Heonwon Sword, then Chamyeong was one of the two treasured swords that followed the Heonwon Sword.

And at the same time, it was also the sword that Namgung Jincheon took with him.

No one opened their mouths. Even the sound of breathing became quiet.

A suffocating atmosphere enveloped the house.

After a while, Namgung Myung asked.

“Where did you get this sword?”

The Kunlun School master thought for a moment and then answered.

“My father’s body was collected by the Kunlun sect.”

That was the end of the conversation.

I could still hear people talking and playing instruments outside the house.

But the party is over.