ushernet Chapter 430
Chapter 430
Episode 430. what? Sadang? (1)
The painter disappeared with his wife the day after watching his brother’s coronation as emperor.
People knew that the painter had really disappeared and started wandering around the world when not only the painter, but also Vanguard and Eulji were not seen.
After the painter disappeared like that, a few days later, a letter written by the painter arrived to his family and disciples.
People already knew that the fireman would disappear so suddenly, so they were saddened, but not so surprised.
Oboe, Beonwa, and Lee Dang-ji smiled bitterly as they read the letter to the painter.
“Master seems to be having a very good time with his wife.”
“Iknow, right. Just looking at her handwriting makes me feel how happy she is.”
“We are so busy every day that we are hit by a patient, but Master has completely become an immortal. ha ha ha! You only see a couple of patients a day!”
“Because Master changed his appearance, the patients stopped flocking to him. If you hear rumors that someone has an incurable disease while traveling, they go there and treat you, so you can focus on the patient and enjoy the rest of the time.”
The three of them were envious of the painter who brushed off everything and flew away to the world, and was surprised at how aloof he was to abandon wealth and honor.
“It seems that our teacher really is the one who has pity on this world and has come down from heaven. Ha ha ha ha ha!”
“That’s right. Having such a person as our teacher, we should give up our personal greed and dedicate ourselves even a little for the world.”
“dedication! If I have to devote more here, I will just be buried in the early night!”
All the other disciples laughed at the misinformation.
“By the way, do you want one of the three of us to serve as the Imperial Palace’s city council?”
When Obo pointed to the last part of the letter, Bun-ah and Lee Dang-ji’s faces stiffened slightly.
The contents of the letter were written that one of the three would be a city council member and the other two would be free to roam the world and practice medicine like themselves.
“Iknow, right. In fact, not too long ago, His Majesty the Emperor said that he would like one of us to serve on the city council, but it seems that the matter has already been discussed with Master.”
“okay. Then someone has to do the city council. Who will do it?”
“Of course, the ambassador has to do it.”
“I also think that the ambassador should do it.”
At the words of the two, Obo shook his head.
“Actually, I want to go around the world with my wife and treat patients like Master. Somehow, the imperial palace seems stuffy to me.”
“I want to wander the world like Master.”
“Me too.”
“what? Someone should be on the city council. This is Master’s order.”
Despite the misinformation, Bun-a and Lee Dang-ji did not readily say that they would do it.
Obo looked at the two priests for a moment, then sighed briefly before opening his mouth.
“Okay, I don’t want to do it, and you guys don’t want to either, so let’s take turns in a fair way.”
“Are you taking turns?”
“okay. We draw lots to decide the order, and in that order we serve on the city council for three years.”
“That would be nice. After all, it’s Master’s order, so we can’t do it.”
“I also agree with the death penalty.”
After a while, the three of them drew lots, and Obo became No. 1 and Dangji Lee became No. 2 and No. 3.
Obo’s expression crumpled at once, and Buna let out a sigh of relief.
“The ambassador should be the first to serve on the city council.”
“Ehh~ Since I asked to draw lots, I can’t take it back. I get it. I will serve on the city council, so the district must succeed me in three years.”
“All right. After the wedding with Sojeo Ryeonggi, I was planning to visit Haomun on the Yangju side at least once, but now I have to go.”
“We will have a wedding before Master disappears. Tsk.”
Hwabu and Pyeonseon hurriedly approached the man and opened their mouths.
“Have you ever seriously injured your back?”
The middle-aged man, who stopped on his way at the sudden voice of the fireman and looked back, put on a slightly puzzled expression when an old couple came and talked to him.
“I don’t think you are from our village, do you? Who are you?”
If they were young or had weapons, they would have been wary, but since they were elderly people who seemed to have no power to catch chickens, they did not.
“I didn’t know how deep Mt.
“To say that you can see Mt. Gwanhyang easily, you must be a person from this area. Well, sometimes people like the old man come to our village and stay homeless.”
If you sleep in a vacant lot in a slash-and-burn village, you don’t have to worry about being attacked by wild beasts, and you can get water and food without difficulty. Of course, there are those who pay to sleep in private houses, but most of them get permission from the village headman and spend their nights in empty lots.
“I noticed a while ago that I was limping a lot. Did you sprain or hurt your back recently?”
Hearing the fireman’s words, the middle-aged man’s eyes widened slightly.
If he limps, he usually asks if he hurt his leg, not his back.
“Are you a Member of Parliament?”
Suddenly, the middle-aged man’s tone changed.
The slash-and-burn farmers are treated worse than servants because they do not pay taxes to the country.
For this reason, it is setting an example for a lawmaker with the lowest status.
“I used to open my room wide, but now I’m old and I’m touring the world with my wife.”
“ah! You see. Then please heal my back. I sprained myself while picking wild honey, and it is difficult to walk because the pain has reached my feet.”
“I should check my waist and take a pulse, but it’s not appropriate here.”
“It’s shabby, but I’ll take you to my house. Just bring this to the shrine and go home.”
“So, is that in a colander, jet rice?”
“yes. My back hurt so much that I was trying to offer an offering to the shrine of Hwa-ta, the righteous man.”
stop.
In an instant, the fireman and Pyeonseon’s eyes widened.
“The Shrine of Hwa-ta?”
It is surprising that there is a shrine in a small village with only about a dozen households, but it is a shrine in honor of oneself who is still alive!
It was absurd, absurd, and unbelievable.
‘There was a shrine to honor me! It’s not like it’s been hundreds of years since I died... No matter how much people love to build shrines, it’s strange to see that I’m the target!’
I turned my head and looked at Pyeonseon, and I could see that he was looking at himself and making a devastated expression.
“Come to think of it, you said that the two of you were lawmakers. If you are a member of the National Assembly, of course you should raise an example at the shrine of Uisun. Please follow me.”
“Yes. That’s right.”
The painter was curious about what the hell the shrine that enshrines him would look like, so he followed the middle-aged man.
“By the way, it’s a small town with only a few people, but does it have a shrine?”
“A long time ago, my now-deceased father was healed by Hwa-ta, a righteous man. So, to repay the favor, I built a shrine before my father passed away, and I hold a memorial service every year on the day my father passed away.”
“My me, or Hwa-ta, cured your father?”
The painter asked with a bewildered expression.
He wanders all over the central plain without deciding on a specific destination, but this slash-and-burn village on Mt. Gwanhyang was the first time.
“yes. But why? Are you suddenly opening your lips?”
“My lips trembled for a moment because I was tired.”
“Aren’t your hands shaking?”
When the middle-aged man made a slightly suspicious expression, the painter waved his hand with a slightly absurd expression.
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