How To Live as a Civil Servant in Murim

The palace judge lifted a small chest and placed it on the table. When the chest was opened, the inside was filled with sparkling silver.

“Take it! It belongs to you.”

“Persimmon… Persimmon… Thank you!”

Yeon Woo-hyuk had never been so moved while working as an official at Hankyung.

I don’t know if it was given to me by an elder at the branch or if it was selected by other officials, but such a hermit.

‘I’ll have to buy the elixir right away.’

“I have nothing to thank. Because the Moyong family gave it to you.”

“…yes? What are you talking about?”

“What, did you not hear? but. The cheerleaders didn’t know.”

Judge Gung explained what happened while Yeon Woo-hyeok fell.

No matter how much he was with his alumni, it was a great achievement to defeat the red-faced blood brain, the pinnacle of blood ties.

And this kind of merit was much easier to be recognized in Moorim than in the government office.

Moorim’s rumors were faster than Chollima’s. Surprisingly, two days ago, people from the Moyong family came and asked the palace judge.

Please lend me some of Podu’s talents that are rumored these days!

And the palace judge was not a person who ignored the people’s hardships as long as he had a proper hermit.

“…that’s how it happened.”

“Pan, old judge. If you give me all of this, the elder will…”

Yeon Woo-hyeok tried to confirm the amount of hermit rather than the name of the Moyong family or the rumors of Moorim.

Originally, if you eat this alone, you can get sick.

The palace judge smiled in satisfaction at Yeon Woo-hyuk’s words. As expected of an outstanding Jinang, I thought I would think of heat when I heard one.

“I already received it separately.”

“……”

Moorim departure (1)

Yeon Woo-hyuk realized that he was still far away.

‘I have to do that to be able to serve as Hankyung’s crown prince!’

After accepting an offer while no subordinates were around, and finishing the negotiations, he thoughtfully took care of his share.

“So don’t think about me. He seems like a special guy. If all of Hankyung’s podu were like you, I should sleep with a high pillow and no worries.”

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“I am very relieved to hear that the old judge has taken care of his due. I almost couldn’t sleep at night either. hahahaha.”

He cursed a little on the inside, but on the outside, Yeon Woo-hyuk kept a smile on his face.

In fact, unless Yeon Woo-hyeok would give up all his government posts and live as a Moorim man, this kind of reward was half essential.

Right now, Podu of Hankyung goes to work in another area, but can’t he just ignore his boss and move on his own?

It could be said that if Yeon Woo-hyuk receives criticism, he will pay for it in his own name.

‘It’s better to share than not to receive at all.’

Rather than not being able to receive a request due to obstruction, isn’t it unconditionally better to receive a reward even if it is shared like this? Yeon Woo-hyuk decided to think so.

however…

“There is something strange about it. old man.”

“strange thing?”

Judge Gung distorted his expression and swung the silver in Yeon Woo-hyeok’s chest. It was as if he was looking for a flaw in something.

Then he spoke carefully.

“Isn’t it fake silver?”

“…I didn’t say that. It’s strange that the Moyong family called me.”

No matter how amazing the talent Yeon Woo-hyeok showed, in the end, he couldn’t escape the limits of a single Podu.

The people of Hankyung experienced it firsthand, so when something happened, they said, ‘Let’s ask Yeon Podu for wisdom!’

Even if there are words from some Murim people who have a relationship with Yeon Woo-hyeok, in the end, personal status or reputation are essential for such a request.

Not to mention, the Moyong family, one of the five great generations, would be even more difficult to entrust the work. It felt strange to call Podu like this.

The palace judge stared at Yeon Woo-hyuk. Yeon Woo-hyuk felt burdened and asked.

“Did I ask a strange question?”

“no! I just thought it was true that you had been lying down for a long time. Seeing that you don’t know any of the rumors. Do you know what jinchungbido is?”

“Are you a no-gong herbivore?”

When Yeon Woo-hyeok saw Jinchung, who was said to be ‘dedicated to loyalty’, he wondered if a new martial art had come out.

“It’s your nickname.”

“…yes?”

“I said your nickname. Originally, the Murim people consider it insignificant to achieve merit with a brush, and consider it precious to slash the wicked with a sword. Since you killed a group of Blood Religionists, wouldn’t it be natural for the Murim people to acknowledge you?”

“…!”

It was only then that Yeon Woo-hyeok was able to guess what had happened while he was lying down.

What did it mean that Moorim’s rumors were faster than Chollima’s?

As a Podu, if you have magical talents, the five generations will not bother to invite you, but if a new master with a special title lives as a Podu and has magical talents, the story is different.

To put it bluntly, Yeon Woo-hyeok was recognized as a new master of Moorim and a virtuoso director for killing the master of Blood Religion this time.

There were not one or two masters with eccentric quirks in Murim, so being a Podu couldn’t be a flaw. Yeon Woo-hyeok realized that he had been invited by the Moyong family because he had been recognized as a Moorim person.

‘for a moment.’

If it were another young Moorim person, he would have shouted out loud, saying ‘I’ve made a name for myself!’, but Yeon Woo-hyuk was perplexed.

First of all, not only is my reputation as a Murim person useless right now (becoming a judge didn’t get any easier because I had a special issue), but that reputation…

‘It’s a grudge for killing the elders of the Blood Religion!’

I thought I was avoiding it by blaming my alumni soldiers, but while I was lying down, rumors spread in Moorim that ‘Yeon Woo-hyuk killed the elder of the Blood Religion’.

Even if Yeon Woo-hyeok was a blood-religious soldier, he would kill Yeon Woo-hyuk first rather than his alumni. Aren’t the latter easier than the former?

When Yeon Woo-hyeok seemed to understand, Judge Gung seriously advised him.

“It’s good to gain fame by cultivating martial arts as a fodder, but be careful not to lose your duty as an official by getting drunk with fame. There is nothing as vain as public fame. What really remains is…”

“Isn’t it the merit of loving the people who cherish the people?”

At Yeon Woo-hyuk’s pretentious reply, Judge Gung looked at him like a madman and said,

“I meant the hermit. What are you talking about?”

“……”

* * *

‘It’s not without its positive side.’

Yeon Woo-hyuk put aside the fear that blood bridging might come and tried to see the good side of the situation.

First of all, it was definitely an advantage to be given a nickname and be recognized as a rising master.

Even if a Moorim person who visits Hankyung gets drunk, wields a sword, and performs martial arts with a chair in an inn, he will be persuaded to some extent by saying, ‘I am Jinchungbido, but who are you to ignore me?’

Being recognized as a nickname by Moorim has a heavier meaning than you might think.

In fact, the hermit of the Moyong family would not have received it if it had not been given a special name.

that’s by the way…

‘Why is it Bido?’

Yeon Woo-hyuk made a confused expression.

There were no complaints about the nickname Jinchung. It was a bit embarrassing, but it was because it was a nickname that could be liked in front of other officials.

But the rain in the back is a bit…

‘Sappa rather than Podu, no matter how favorably you look at it, isn’t it a Moorim between the four men?’

It was rare for a Murim person to memorize a special issue and a good evaluation. Apparently, memorization is a good thing for the mean Sappa Madou to use.

Most of the few members of the political faction belonged to the party (Yeon Woo-hyeok had some doubts about whether this evaluation was fair), and considering that no one else was recognized as a political faction…

‘Mmm. But since Jinchung is in front of him and Podu is in the position, they will recognize him as a political faction to some extent.’

It wasn’t that Yeon Woo-hyeok wanted to be recognized as a member of the political group for no reason.

If a wandering Murim person arrives in an unfamiliar place and knocks on the door of a certain school to ask for a night’s sleep, the treatment differs depending on whether the Murim person is a member of the political faction, Safan, or just a romantic relationship.

If you were a proud member of the Jeongpa Murim, you could be treated reverently and drank together, but if you were a member of the Jeongsaji family, if you were lucky, you would be kicked out.

Madura Ramen of Sapa?

In the first place, Madou didn’t even knock on the door. It was because I knew very well that if I knocked on it, I could get stabbed.

Now, the warriors of the Sapa Murim could say that they just had to knock on the door of the Sapa clan, but the Sapa Munpa did not treat guests because they were the same Sapa. I don’t know if I kill him or take it.

Even Woo-hyeok Yeon thought that living as a Sapa soldier in Moorim was very difficult and arduous. It was never accepted for that.

“Where is the chieftain going?”

“!”

While rounding the corner of the hill and giving the horse a rest and brushing, three Murim people appeared from behind.

Yeon Woo-hyuk threw a wary gaze at the question that was thrown without passing by.

‘It may be a blood trickle.’

Fortunately, there was no hostility when he opened the morgue and looked around, but Yeon Woo-hyuk was not vigilant. I didn’t know that the other person was a murderer of the Blood Bridge, hiding that he would live better than Yeon Woo-hyeok’s Spiritual Eye.

“ah. sorry. I should have introduced myself first. I am Jin Gumbo’s father-in-law. I wondered if it was Podu-nim Jin Chung-bi who recently killed the red-faced blood brain in one blow, so I asked.”

“……”

Yeon Woo-hyuk was so dizzy that he didn’t know where to start pointing out.

“Yeon Podu is right. And it didn’t kill in one blow. I worked together with several people…”

“also! There were people passing by wearing official uniforms in a place like this, so I did it just in case!”

Without listening to Yeon Woo-hyuk’s explanation, the three Murim people were happy on their own.

“Daehyeop, the Talmyung Swordsman, also praised Podu a lot. I thought it was amazing at the time, but I never thought it would become this famous.”

“My name is Yeonrim-ryang from Jin Gum-bo, Yeon Dae-hyeop!”

When the Moorim people threw their eyes of longing, Yeon Woo-hyeok realized that the fight he had waged was a great fight.

In Moorim, fame passes from the dead to the living.

To think that the warriors of Jin Gumbo would show such respect…

“I heard that you studied with Daehyeop, a single married couple, as your teacher. Indeed, equipment recognizes equipment!”

“?”

Yeon Woo-hyuk, who had been listening inadvertently, hesitated. Something strange happened.

“Who did you say you had as your teacher?”

“Dangdeung Daehyeop, a single married man, taught me the art of cancer, right?”

“…?!”

Yeon Woo-hyuk wondered what kind of bullsh*t he was.

To Yeon Woo-hyuk, who questioned him, the soldiers of Jin Gum-bo relayed the rumors they had heard.

– Did you hear? Hankyung’s kite, Podu, killed an elder of the blood religion in one blow! Even with a sack of rain!

– What an amazing day! To kill an elder of the Blood Church with a sack of rain. I haven’t heard of such a powerful cancer technique in a while.

-If there is such martial arts, there must be an ascetic. Who did Yeon Podu learn martial arts from?

-I heard the other day that you are very close with Podu, who was opened by Daehyeop of the single marriage party.

-aha! It seems that the Dang Daehyeop studied memorization techniques. Even if it’s not our martial art, it’s definitely an extraordinary rote technique.

– Then it doesn’t even have anything to do with the party. Pimple rain too! Yes, Jinchungbido is perfect for a special issue!

-Great nickname, great nickname! A loyal fodu and half a warrior of Tang Wen, how exquisite!

“……”

Yeon Woo-hyuk didn’t even open his spiritual eye, but he felt like a headache was coming up.

I wondered why it was attached, but it was because of my friendship with Tang Moon??

‘This crazy…’

It was the first time I felt so unfair after falling into Moorim.

Rumors spread that he was involved with the Tang sect, leaving several good sects such as Jegal Sei, Hebuk Paengga, and Mudang sect alone.

I was sincerely sorry. It was to the point where I wanted to arrest all the people who spread the rumors.

“Um, Yeondaehyeop…?”

“Dang Daehyeop gave me a lesson. But it wasn’t our martial arts.”

Yeon Woo-hyuk regained his composure as much as possible and said. The unmanned people burst into laughter.

“Of course I know. How can a foreigner inherit martial arts from the direct line of the Tang family?”

“Both of you are great to be able to reach that level just by teaching!”

“…Where are you three going?”

Yeon Woo-hyuk changed the subject. Any further discussion would only increase his anger.

What about the rumors that have already spread?

“We are also going to Yeongdong. To help the Moyong family do their part.”

“!”