Black Corporation: Joseon

Chapter 594



Chapter 594

Episode 594: Open Heaven – It rolls again today. (2)

As King Sejong put it, while ‘quite a lot’ of luggage was being unloaded, people continued to unload from the ship.

Most of them were Koreans who had returned to exchange shifts with the sailors, but there were at least dozens of people wearing unfamiliar attire – although the attire was not unfamiliar to Hyang.

After seeing them, Hyang immediately asked Sejong.

“Abama, who are they?”

“They are Shinji’s chiefs, chief warriors, and officials.”

“Management?”

As Hyang opened his eyes wide and could not hide his surprise, Sejong explained with a smile.

“It was very difficult to handle the administration of Shinji with only those brought from Joseon. So, they educated the residents of Shinji and selected them as officials. Although the level of the sage’s teachings is low, he is very competent in practical aspects. “I benefited greatly from Jeongeum.”

“Are you saying that the problem was solved by just learning Jeongeum?”

Hyang looked at Sejong with an expression of disbelief. Even in the 21st century, Hangul was the world’s best alphabet in that it was easy to learn, but Korean was one of the languages with the worst difficulty.

Sejong answered Hyang’s question with a deeper smile.

“Isn’t there a very good bait called power?”

“Ah…”

Hyang nodded at Sejong’s words.

The situation at the end of the Joseon Dynasty was similar in history before the intervention of Hyang. When English became a necessity for success as an official, there were records showing that Koreans learned English faster than anyone else.

Hyang, who was nodding like that, had another question.

“Then why did you bring me here?”

“There are many reasons, but the biggest reason is that we succeeded in completely turning the largest tribes in Shinji into our Joseon people. “I wanted to tell you right away, but I didn’t tell you because the war was right around the corner and the war broke out afterwards.”

Seeing Sejong talking as if it was no big deal, Hyang looked tired.

‘In just four years? Not only did they incorporate the natives as citizens, but they also trained them as officials? ‘This guy is really out of class!’

It was in Gapja year (1444) that King Sejong left for Shinji. And now that he returned, it was the year of Mujin (1448).

As if he had read Hyang’s thoughts, Sejong added an explanation.

“When I got there, it was already almost ripe. There was simply no one in charge to make final coordination and decisions. “I was very lucky.”

“Oh yes….”

‘I will believe that it is so. That would be good for your mental health.’

It was a scent that was muttering words that would have been shocking if other people who had been tormented by him – especially ministers – had heard them. Seeing Hyang’s expression, Sejong narrowed his eyes and asked.

“Why are you looking like that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing!”

Hyang quickly adjusted her expression and continued asking questions.

“This is truly good news! This will make all the subjects of the government truly happy, and Joseon will become a solid empire. But why did you bring the native officials with you? “Chiefs and head warriors understand to some extent, but officials don’t know why.”

“In order to create a proper administration for Shinji, shouldn’t we provide proper education? And our Joseon Dynasty must be reorganized once again before it turns into an empire. And…”

Sejong paused for a moment and asked Hyang with a stern expression.

“This father trusts you, but he must have properly analyzed the war lessons related to this war, right?”

“yes. “We analyzed not only the military that directly carried out the war, but also all administrative departments that were in charge of support in the rear.”

“Good job. “They will re-analyze that war lesson.”

“yes?”

Sejong narrowed his eyes again as he could not understand the scent properly.

“huh? Do you not understand what I am trying to do? “If it were you before…”

Hyang quickly answered in a situation where tongue-clicking was about to continue.

“Oh no. Certainly, looking through the eyes of an outsider, it is possible to identify problems that an insider could not. The problem is that they have just entered the pipeline.”

Sejong’s expression relaxed at Hyang’s answer. Sejong, with a smile on his face again, explained the reason.

“Do you know when it is time for a gentleman to learn greatly again? It’s time to teach your disciples. In order to provide teachings that can be easily understood by students who have yet to learn, a teacher must reexamine what he or she has learned. Additionally, as you answer questions from unconventional students, you will be able to find and correct your mistakes. That’s why I brought him here.”

“Oh, indeed. “I finally understand Abama’s deep meaning!”

Although Hyang kept calm at Sejong’s words, he broke into a cold sweat inside.

‘There will be a sound of crying!’

This was the same for the ministers who followed the two father and son.

‘The main prize was the main prize!’

‘I should have collapsed from illness before the Lord Sang returned! That damn tonic!’

‘I should have written a resignation letter! ‘Resignation!’

Hyang, who was afraid that something more scary would come out related to work, quickly changed the topic.

“How was Abamama Shinji’s life? “Your complexion has improved greatly.”

This was not the flattery of incense. Compared to before leaving for Shinji, King Sejong had lost a lot of weight and his complexion had improved.

“Is that so? It’s not that it’s not, but Shinji is really wide. So I enjoyed many things, including horseback riding. “Among them, I enjoyed Gyeokbang the most.”

“Are you talking about separate rooms?”

Sejong’s words made Hyang a little suspicious.

It’s similar to golf or gateball, so you had to play it almost every day to improve your health that much. Of course, it might have been possible for King Sejong, who enjoyed playing games all night long on Kyungshin Day.

The problem was that Shinji’s situation was not good enough for Sejong to enjoy fighting every day. If that were the case, no matter how good King Sejong was, it would have been impossible to achieve the results he had said.

Sejong, who saw Hyang’s expression, spoke with a bright face.

“I fixed the room. And I received great help from that room.”

“yes?”

* * *

What bothered King Sejong the most upon his arrival in Shinji was bringing the natives under the shadow of Joseon.

The vastness of the area where indigenous tribes were scattered made it difficult to obtain quick results just by using the monopoly office. However, it was certain that using force would lead to bigger problems in the future.

“What should I do with this?”

Sejong, who had a headache, went outside every time to cool his head.

At first, it was mainly solved by riding on horseback. The vast land of Shinji was the perfect place for horseback riding.

But horseback riding soon faded. Because of safety concerns, a large bodyguard had to be attached, so it was not a good place to think alone and cool off. No, horseback riding itself wasn’t safe enough to think about anything else.

Additionally, King Sejong did not like horse riding very much. It was because of King Sejong’s obese body type.

“It’s painful for me and it’s painful for me to say it.”

It was King Sejong who stayed away from horseback riding, making jokes that were not jokes. Of course, thanks to the Hyang’s ‘Healthy Pig Making Project’, King Sejong became quite healthy, but he was still not good at horseback riding. Therefore, King Sejong rarely went horseback riding unless it was an urgent matter, such as the great fire in Hanseong that had occurred in the past.

Thanks to this, Sejong found another way to relieve stress.

“Drinking and dancing won’t be of much help…”

Shinji lacked many things to enjoy drinking and dancing, and it was certain that the officers of the Board of Audit and Inspection who followed behind him would be noisy.

“It is certain that not only the magistrate but also the crown prince will be noisy, so I need something that allows me to move around alone and enjoy contemplation.”

Sejong, who was worrying like this, one day, while enjoying a game, his eyes sparkled.

“This is it!”

* * *

“So, I modified the rules of the game a little and created a game. First, the competition between 10 or 20 people was changed to a competition between two or three people, and the distance to the waa was set to at least 100 cards (about 300m). And I modified it by placing a small forest or pond between the tiles and waa. So if you go around 10 waa, you will walk 10 ri. “It’s really nice to be able to enjoy your favorite game, take a leisurely walk, and organize your thoughts.”

Hyang, who was imagining the scene while listening to Sejong’s explanation, shouted inwardly.

‘This is golf! oh my god! ‘Did you create golf to cool off?!’

Hyang quickly came to her senses after screaming internally and asked Sejong.

“You said you received great help, but did you use it for politics?”

Sejong smiled brightly at Hyang’s question.

“As expected, it’s Cesaro! “You noticed it right away!”

“That’s too much praise.”

Hyang humbly responded to King Sejong’s praise and muttered to himself.

‘Are golf and politics inextricably linked?’

Sejong continued speaking excitedly.

“In order to attract the natives of the new land, shouldn’t we first build rapport with the chiefs?”

“Of course.”

“When we held a banquet to build friendship like that, it was lacking in many things and the natives did not know the drinking rules and etiquette, so it was impossible to hold a banquet. However, it was not possible to hold an archery competition because the level difference was too much, and to go horseback riding together was also impossible since they were new to horses, so the only solution was to hold a shooting competition. In particular, wasn’t the biggest feature of the fighting room I worked on being that two or three people could move together? “It was the perfect way to persuade and appease the lukewarm chiefs.”

“Of course it is.”

He nodded to Sejong’s words and became more and more confident in his thoughts.

‘As expected…’

Sejong continued, excited.

“You know what’s fun? It is said that the natives of Shinji also had fun in this Shingeokbang. So they built a spacious enclosure near where their tribesmen stayed. As far as I know, the number has already exceeded ten. Also, the fighting masters selected from the tribe are competing against masters from other tribes in various fighting arenas. Of course, this is what I suggested. ha ha ha!”

Hyang’s face became completely fed up with Sejong’s words.

‘Have you made it to the PGA now? If this continues, it won’t be surprising if the theory of the world of creation emerges!’

“Bring my Gyeokbangchaetong to the inner coffin!”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

Sejong, who was excited, boasted about his virtue to Hyang.

“This is the chara used in the Shingeukbang.”

Hyang’s eyes sparkled as he took the stick taken out of the long wooden box.

“Are you made of iron?”

“That’s right. There are at least 100 pieces from ki to wa, so shouldn’t the gu be sent as far away as possible? At first, I tried trimming bamboo or Shinji oak, but it turned out that if I made it strong, it would be heavy, and if I made it light, it would break easily. So I ordered the craftsmen in Area 52 to make suitable steel. Perhaps because they are truly excellent craftsmen, a good piece came out soon. ah! “I also brought a record of the iron, so please take a look.”

“yes. But is this Area 52?”

“yes! “It didn’t fit the scale or everything to be called an Area 51 branch office, so we called it Area 52!”

“Yes….”

‘Historians in the distant future will have a hard time finding Districts 1 to 50.’

King Sejong, who excitedly explained the Shingeokbang, looked around and gave orders to Hyang.

“this! I wasted too much time! “Let’s go back quickly and take care of the backlog!”

“Yes yes….”


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