Black Corporation: Joseon

Chapter 429

Episode 429: What was expected, what was unexpected. (6)

“The next emperor….”

King Sejong, who was quietly mulling over Hyang’s remarks, looked at Hwang Hee.

“You’ve never heard of the crown prince, have you?”

Hwang Hee immediately answered King Sejong’s question.

“I will give the order right away.”

“Tell them to act quickly.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Even though he gave the order, King Sejong did not just ignore it.

“Hmm… How old is the crown prince now?”

Lee Maeng-gyun remembered for a moment and answered King Sejong’s question.

“I understand that you are now turning 10 years old.”

“I’m 10 years old… hmm…”

In response to Lee Maeng-gyun’s answer, King Sejong made a snorting sound and stroked his beard. After thinking about this and that for a while, Sejong looked back at the scent.

“What was the Crown Prince like when he was 10?”

The ministers looked dumbfounded at King Sejong’s muttering to himself.

‘You’re holding the Crown Prince as a standard?’

‘If you hold the Crown Prince as a standard, they are all idiots and idiots!’

‘majesty! ‘Please find your way!’

Amid the silent cries of the ministers, Hwang Hee stepped forward.

“Your Highness, aren’t you setting the standard a little high?”

“huh? is it?”

Hearing Hwang Hee’s words, King Sejong looked at the incense again and immediately nodded.

“Right. “I was a little harsh.”

The ministers nodded knowingly or unconsciously at King Sejong’s words. However, the ministers once again looked dumbfounded at King Sejong’s next words.

“Let’s see, then what was I like when I was 10?”

* * *

The ministers all remembered clearly. Sejong was a man who had been hailed as a prodigy since he was young.

The best way to comfort King Taejong, who had a fierce marital fight with Queen Wongyeong and created a bloody atmosphere due to the issue of women’s favor, was to praise King Sejong’s excellence.

When the ministers praised King Sejong’s excellence, the atmosphere suddenly became warmer and I was able to get through the day without incident.

In the end, thanks to such excellence, a competition broke out between Yangnyeong and Sejong.

* * *

That’s why when King Sejong tried to use his childhood as a standard, the ministers looked astonished.

‘This guy is really great!’

‘Is this what we’re feeding now?’

When the ministers were once again making silent cries, Hwang Hee came out again.

“Your Majesty, wasn’t you also called a prodigy? “Aren’t you setting the bar too high?”

Sejong smiled slightly at Hwang Hee’s words. After all, it was a compliment that said he was smart. But Sejong shook his head.

“Wouldn’t it be better than ignoring it?”

“No. If the standard is set that high, but the crown prince’s qualities are slightly below that standard, it may be looked down upon. “I think it’s better to set the standard low and not lose caution.”

“You are right!”

“The Prime Minister’s words are truly right!”

The ministers enthusiastically supported Hwang Hui’s words. Hyang, looking at that scene, muttered to herself.

‘Is it a question of whether the glass is half full or half full?’

In the end, King Sejong had no choice but to ask his ministers.

“Then who should be the appropriate standard?”

Hwang Hee immediately answered King Sejong’s question.

“I am Emperor Tang Jin.”

“The emperor of Tanggeum…”

Sejong, who had been counting for a moment, nodded.

“It’s appropriate. Until proper information comes in, let’s use him as a standard.”

When Sejong made his decision, this time Hyang made a puzzled expression.

‘Is it okay to be the emperor now? It’s not the power inflation of some battle cartoon…’

In the end, Hyang had no choice but to open his mouth.

“Abama, don’t you look down on Emperor Danggeum too much?”

“huh? why?”

“If we look at Emperor Tang Jin, he is not only a person who not only restores the hole in finances, but also controls and shakes up hundreds of subordinates. “Isn’t it too disrespectful to Ming to regard such a person as appropriate?”

Sejong smiled slightly and responded to Hyang’s point.

“So, it was set as a standard. “Because he’s that kind of person.”

“… yes.”

Hyang muttered to herself at Sejong’s words.

‘So you are confident that Abama is more than that?’

Hyang, who was muttering to herself, turned her gaze to Hwang Hee.

“Doesn’t the Prime Minister have other thoughts?”

“yes? “What do you mean by that?”

“It is an undeniable fact that Abama is excellent, but why do you praise me so highly? “Are you planning on making Abamama’s eyes blurry?”

“You don’t deserve it!”

Horrified, Hwang Hee immediately knelt down in front of King Sejong and raised her voice.

“The new Prime Minister, Hwang Hee, has no self-interest in assisting His Highness the Prime Minister and strengthening Joseon! “I’m just saying that you’re excellent because the Crown Prince is outstanding!”

“I know very well how loyal you are. No need to worry. “Get up and return to your seat.”

“I am devastated!”

After comforting Hwang Hee and sending her back to her seat, King Sejong looked back at her and said a harsh word.

“You made a mistake this time. “Apologise to the Prime Minister.”

Hearing Sejong’s stern voice, Hyang bowed her head to Hwang Hee.

“sorry. “I said that because I never thought I was that good.”

“No. The Crown Prince is truly an outstanding person. “If Your Majesty and the Crown Prince were not outstanding, we would work like officials from a famous country.”

Sejong showed curiosity at Hwang Hee’s words.

“What happened to the officials of the Ming Kingdom?”

In response to King Sejong’s question, Hwang Hee looked away and mumbled her answer.

“It is said that hundreds of officials do not work overtime.”

“Isn’t it true that the number of officials in Ming Dynasty is much greater than that in Joseon Dynasty?”

Maeng Sa-seong responded to Hyang’s point.

“The Great Ming has a large land and many people. “In Joseon, we have a small land and even fewer people.”

“greatness! “Keuhum!”

It was King Sejong who cleared his throat for no reason at Maeng Sa-seong’s indirect criticism.

The officer who recorded all of this added:

-… In response to the Deputy Prime Minister’s answer, Sang cleared his throat and remained silent.

The officer says:

I also heard that I was a prodigy, but being in the royal court only makes me feel ashamed. Should I resign?

* * *

“Let’s stop talking about the crown prince and talk about the iron horse again. Crown Prince, then do you think it is a good idea to accept Myeong’s offer?”

Hyang shook her head in response to Sejong’s question.

“I accept it, but I think we also have to prepare.”

“preparation? Hmm….”

Sejong, who thought for a moment about what Hyang meant, nodded.

“Right. No matter how much a merchant is guaranteed by the emperor, a merchant is a superior. “It is not appropriate for our government to directly take action against the upper management.”

“That’s right.”

Hyang nodded at Sejong’s words.

And the ministers who were listening to their conversation also nodded.

“Right… it could be a diplomatic issue.”

“No matter how much of a vassal state it is, it would definitely set a bad precedent to directly confront the superiors of a superior state.”

The ministers who had been talking for a long time immediately reached a consensus, and Hwang Hui came forward and reported it to King Sejong.

“What the Crown Prince said is most appropriate.”

“I think so too. “Then how should I tell the Shinigami?”

Sejong’s words caught my breath and I responded.

“A company to specialize in the production of iron horses will be launched soon, so how about we talk about it again then?”

“Is this because it’s at the top?”

“That’s right.”

Sejong, who was stroking his beard and doing calculations in response to Hyang’s words, pointed out the problem.

“It’s a good plan, but… I think you’re really trying to build a production center to produce iron horses, right?”

“yes.”

“Didn’t you say earlier that it’s not okay to entrust the iron horses and railroads to the upper management?”

“What should never be left to the top is operations. Rather, production should be returned to the private sector. Only then can we secure jobs for the people and train skilled artisans.”

“It’s the separation of production and operation… It’s okay.”

Sejong nodded to Hyang’s suggestion and asked the ministers.

“What do you think?”

In response to King Sejong’s question, the ministers began to calculate diligently.

‘Certainly, if production and operation are separated, many jobs will be created.’

‘A lot of things are still focused on Area 51. It would be best to turn what can be turned outside.’

‘The gap in level between the artisans in Area 51 and those in the private sector is gradually widening. ‘Starting with the iron horse, we need to turn everything around so that even civilian craftsmen can develop their skills.’

Even after considering it, Hyang’s proposal was more advantageous, so the ministers who reached a consensus reported it to King Sejong.

“I think the plan the Crown Prince came up with is the best!”

“okay? is it? If so, please organize this carefully and proceed. “The Minister of Foreign Affairs should think of an appropriate answer to the envoy, and the Prime Minister and other ministers should prepare a plan for the launch and composition of personnel related to the production of iron horses and submit it to me.”

“I follow your orders!”

The ministers who responded by bowing their heads looked at the incense and all had the same thought.

‘Do you make things happen every time you come and insist that you are ordinary?’

‘This is what we are fed! Are you sure!’

‘What a sight! A very rich pair!’

* * *

After the meeting was over and the ministers had retired, King Sejong had a conversation with Hyang.

“Speaking of the Crown Prince of Ming earlier, are the original grandsons and royal grandsons growing well?”

“yes. Fortunately, he is growing well without any minor illnesses.”

“How was Jazzy? “I am very excited because it is your child.”

“He seems quite intelligent.”

Hyang muttered to herself as she answered Sejong’s question.

‘Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem to be the second time. Or maybe he’s a very good actor… In any case, the plan to raise him well and abdicate him as quickly as possible remains the same.’

King Sejong was immersed in memories, whether he knew the feelings of that scent or not.

“It reminds me of when you were young. “A child who was only three or four years old could read not only the thousand characters but also the scriptures.”

Hyang looked embarrassed at Sejong’s words.

‘I was desperate at the time.’

“I have high expectations for your child. And the Crown Princess and Emperor Yang Wen had a second child?”

“yes.”

“It is your responsibility to care for your children as much as possible, so do your best.”

“… yes.”

After finishing her conversation with King Sejong, Hyang looked back at Geunjeongjeon and grumbled.

“I’m already trying so hard… What kind of human seeding machine am I?”

In order to prevent conflict between the Crown Princess and Yangwon Yangje, the Hyang went to great lengths.

“As expected, should this part follow Islamic law?”

The Islamic law that Hyang spoke of was about marriage and family.

In terms of Islamic law, 1 part 1 part is the basic, but up to 1 part 4 parts is possible. However, in cases where there were multiple wives, the husband had to love and treat all of his wives equally.

Therefore, in order to prevent strife between the women and this from causing tragedy in the future, the Hyang had to treat the Crown Prince and the Yangwon Emperor as equitably as possible, like Islamic believers.

And since the biggest cause of conflict was the issue of children, Hyang had to work hard every night.

* * *

In the end, after intense negotiations between Ming Dynasty envoys and Lee Maeng-gyun, it was decided that negotiations on iron horses and railroads would be held again in two months.

“I hope to see good results in two months.”

Lee Maeng-gyun smiled and answered the envoy’s words.

“Don’t worry. Isn’t it just postponed due to administrative issues? Next time, we will be able to laugh and talk to each other.”

After paying his respects to King Sejong and seeing off the departing envoy, Lee Maeng-gyun looked back at his subordinates.

“Let’s go to the Ministry of Finance and Economy! “You must have calculated well how much you have to skip!”