Chapter 862: 862
"Whoo."
"Oh, my lord. Don't do this. We'll hold it."
"No, the road is so steep that one more person needs to help."
"Aren't we supposed to be working people?"
"Ha ha, man. Am I the one who plays and eats?"
"That's not what you're saying, is it?"
"It's okay. I feel better when I do this, so just let me hold it."
"……If you do…….”
The worker looked at Wang Jong with lingering eyes. However, Wang Jong walked silently without any thought of putting his back down.
"It's steep."
It's been up several times already, but this mountain makes a new gasp in my mouth every time I climb it. The high mountains and rugged cliffs seemed to deny all human access.
When I first climbed this mountain, swearing came out of my mouth. But after climbing a few times, even if it was equally hard, I was quite happy at heartbroken.
Because there were people who were happy to see the top.
But now, Hwang Jong's heart was heavier than when he first climbed the mountain.
'Hwasan…….’
It stretched above the clouds and glanced toward the hidden peak.
It felt especially far today.
"Ugh."
"Arrived."
Workers who reached the top were panting, wiping sweat from their foreheads.
It would have been more than a few dozen times, but no matter how many times this mountain went up and up, I couldn't get used to it.
"Come on. Let's finish and rest."
"Yes."
Workers unpacked their luggage on their backs and carefully put it down in front of the prose.
Wang Jong watched silently as they moved their luggage.
A person cannot live without eating just because he/she is bongmun. No, I need more food because I've been sealed. If we didn't do the bongmun, we could find food to eat in and out of the vast mountains, but if we can't get out of the gate, the food will have to rely entirely on the outside.
Therefore, the top of the galaxy was carrying food to Hwasan once a month for his disciples.
"Whoo."
Wang Jong also put down his luggage on his back.
"Well done, Lord Upper."
"You don't have to do this, but thank you very much."
Compared to the amount of luggage he carried, it's not much of a burden. But the workers were thrilled by the fact that the world's most prestigious upper head of the galaxy climbed the mountain with his luggage.
Wang Jong, who put his luggage down, stood in front of the prose of Hwasan without saying a word.
The door, which had always opened wide and received guests, was tightly closed, as if when it had happened.
Dust piled up on the signboard, which had always been cleaned clean.
Wang Jong, who watched the scene for a moment, rubbed the prose lightly. White dust that had been piled up came out at the fingertips.
"Fashion."
"Yes, Lord Upper."
"Or have any of the people who were moving their luggage ever encountered Hwasan's disciples?”
"Yes, as far as I know, no one has ever seen it."
"…I see."
There was a bitter smile on Hwang Jong's lips.
No, it's not like we've sinned against each other. I'm asking you not to come here because it's annoying, but there's nothing you can't come out of, right?
"…You said so."
It was heartless.
"Did you always put a load on it?"
"Yes, there's no one climbing the mountain, so I'm leaving my luggage in front of the prose so it's easy to carry around.""I see."
"If you need anything once, hang a letter in the prose just in time for a person to come. Then we're delivering the item to you on your next visit."
Wang Jong nodded his head.
It's all things I know.
There's a lot of medicinal herbs and wood swords.’
Both are things of concern.
The need for a lot of medicinal herbs means that there are many people who get hurt, and ordering a wooden sword means that it will not waste time to cut the wooden sword directly on this tree-filled mountain.
Just the fact that the two items were going into Hwasan, I could guess what was going on in there.
"Whoops."
Taking a step back, Wang Jong saw the prose of Hwasan and the wall that connected to it.
Bongmun is a funny thing.
It is impossible to cut off the world from the door with this small wall. Anyone can cross this wall and meet the people in it if they want to.
But I couldn't do that.
It's not that low wall that completes the bongmun, it's respect for the clans who declared it. Crossing that wall is an act of ignoring Hwasan's will.
That's why even the world's Wang Jong can't cross that wall.
"Just in case…."
"Yes, Lord Upper."
"Did you bring any cloth to wipe?"
"Cheon? That…… I didn't bring anything like that. I have a cloth that I use to carry my stuff."
"Get it."
"Yes."
Everyone's face was full of questions, but no one threw up on Hwang Jong's words. Because he is too high to ask the reason for his actions one by one.
"Here you are, Lord Upper."
When a worker hurriedly brought a cloth and held it out, Hwang Jong took it and nodded.
"Thank you."
Then he folded the cloth well and began to clean Hwasan's gate. The dusty gate was wiped clean and gradually revealed its original color.
"Sir, Lord of the Upper World. We'll do it. Give it to me."
"No, I'm not."
Wang Jong shook his head.
"This is what I have to do, so don't worry about it."
"Oh, my lord. I don't think anyone who'sorry.….”
"I'm not a precious person."
Hwang Jong said with a grin.
"And there's no one in the world cleaning a friend's house. I'm just trying to make myself at ease, so help me."
"……Yes, Lord Upper."
The workers backed off only then.
Hwasan's gate was cleaned, and Wang Jong brought his luggage, climbed on it, and even wiped the signboard clean. Before I knew it, I was sweating on my forehead.
It wasn't until a moment later that Wang Jong came down from the luggage and looked up at the clean signboard, stealing his forehead.
The general, who followed, was breathing hard and saw the back of Hwang Jong, and said with a pitiful look on his face.
"Sodanju……. No, Lord Top."
"Hm?"
The title "upper owner" is still hard to say. How many years have you been calling Hwang Jong by the name of Sodanju?
Wang Munnyak died quietly, and Wang Jong, who took over the top of the galaxy, ran the top very well. To the point where he was admiring everything he was watching.
But sometimes the back of Hwang Jong looked so lonely.
I'm sure it is.'
How can you not be lonely when you lose your father, who you rely on most, and those you trust the most walk the door and enter the house with locked?
"Should I give it a try?""I'm going to stop.
Speaking out of pity, Hwang Jong shook his head.
"But Lord Upper. It's not a very personal thing."
"That's why it's worse.”
"What?"
Wang Jong sighed quietly.
In fact, the situation at the top of the galaxy is not so smooth. Although there is no problem on the surface thanks to the excellent operation of Hwang Jong, the project, which had been expanding vigorously until the death of Hwang Munnyak, has recently hit a rock.
No, even if Wang Munnyak was alive, it would be the same. It's a chaotic time for anyone.
"Have you heard from the ghost gate yet?”
"Yes, teaching students is a priority…….”
The hardest hit was none other than the Milky Way. No matter how much the Treaty of the Immortal in Gangnam applies only to the Old File Room and the Great War, who would have gone to Gangnam with expensive items?
Especially because it was a ghost gate, a friend of Hwasan's, it was inevitable to shrink. Eventually, the galaxy route was only carrying goods to places other than Gangnam, but recently ghost doors were not very cooperative with them.
As the number of votes that were sent in turns decreased, the number of people who were not able to receive requests due to a lack of manpower these days.
"I think it's a little too much."
"…Don't be too harsh. We're just merchants for them. Wasn't it just a trading relationship in the first place?”
"But……."
"If it weren't for Hassan, we wouldn't be able to mark them. Don't blame me for finding my place.”
"……Yes."
Wang Jong opened his mouth again.
"Still haven't heard from the North Sea?"
"Yes, he said he'd give us a communication when he's ready.We haven't heard from you in a year since we put goods on Hwasan last year."
"Well."
"Don't do that, let's send someone……?”
"Leave it alone, their hostility to the midfield has not yet gone away. You might end up in a mess if you rush.”
"……But Pyo Haeng, who went to Unnam to pick up the car, also has trouble with Unnam people and has not been able to get the car. All three of the top's biggest cash flows are blocked. My lord, I'm told you're running it with the money you've earned.….”
"I know."
Wang Jong sighed.
It was once thought that the presence of Hwasan gave wings to the top of the galaxy. I had enough ability, but I couldn't reach out because of my bad luck, and I met a good friend who could walk with me.
But as things went like this, I realized that what I thought was his ability was nothing more than a halo from Hwasan.
My father was right.’
I can see why Hwang Munnyak was so respectful and cautious of Hwasan. Hwang Munnyak was far ahead of his son, who couldn't see.
After feeling the whole situation, my thoughts on Hwasan got deeper.
Because you knew how much Hwasan would benefit?
I don't think so.
The fact that he didn't know Hwasan's worth was told to Hwang Jong. How low Hwasan has been at the top of the galaxy.
He has never stood stiff and looked down at a person while giving such a gain. As a colleague, as a friend, I treated them with a smile without losing my manners.
"You don't know the value until you lose someone.”
"…Lord of the Upper."
Hwang Jong shook his head as he stared silently at Hwasan's prose."Let's go back. The seal said he wouldn't go over three years, so he'll be out soon. If you don't want to get in trouble, why did you just roll the top?"
"……Yes."
"Let's go. We'll do what we can."
While speaking, Wang Jong kept looking back.
'Stamp.'
I kept missing you.
The scene of Chung-Myung, who suddenly stormed in and shouted to kick the door and give out his drink.
I just felt rude at the time, but……now I know. We acted like that because we thought we were friends without distinction.
It wasn't rude, it was rude.’
Now I fully understand the laughter that Hwang Munnyak used to make whenever Chung-Myung came. It's not until you carry a lot of this on your shoulders.
"Hey, General."
"Yes, Lord Upper."
"Get me a few more bottles of alcohol. Something good."
"What? Didn't you already have more than ten bottles to give to the seal when Hwasan unwrapped? They're all rare silk in the midfield.….”
"It's a drink for a seal."
"……" and this time……?”
Before answering, Wang Jong looked back at the prose that is now a little further away.
"That's the drink I'm going to drink in front of him."
“…….”
"Please."
"I will, Lord Upper."
Wang Jong nodded slowly.
'Stamp.'
The vacancy is huge, but Wang Jong didn't want to rush Chung-Myung.
Wang Jong knows. That Chung-Myung of the past filled their deficiencies. And now it's time for them to fill in Chung-Myung's vacancy.
'Please come out of the air. I'll prepare as many congratulatory drinks as I can.’
After looking at such a tightly closed prose for a long time, Wang Jong forced his lingering body to turn down the mountain.
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