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A female princess sat next to the magistrate and quietly emptied her drink.

He was feeling somewhat tired.

An insignificant rural village, insignificant people, insignificant people.

‘…It’s boring.’

The flattery they showered him with was boring to him.

Too obvious flattery, too common a phrase.

“…It is an honor to greet you like this, Lady Princess.”

The man in front of me bowed and bowed.

The man wearing a crown and having a long beard is probably a Confucian.

Followers of the Gongmaeng Alliance who travel all over the country and show off their eloquence to get under the influence of influential people.

“I don’t know what to do with this lady, because such a precious person graces my place. Please enjoy this small banquet.”

The princess looked quite moved and greeted him politely.

Although she was a female worker who had no feelings of respect for the public or Confucian scholars, this kind of behavior was necessary in order to live an easier life.

‘Idiots.’

The female princess used to laugh at Yuja in her mind.

The central plains were already under the rule of Emperor Shi Huangdi.

In a world where balance is achieved under the harsh rule of the legal family, these writers only talk about virtue and ethics.

They are truly of no help to the world.

The Duke of Yeo used to criticize Confucius in her mind.

It was natural that his prejudices as a businessman and a charlatan played a role in making this judgment.

“…”

The female princess secretly sighed and raised her glass to quench her thirst.

However, the noise he heard at that moment interrupted his short rest.

“What’s the fuss?”

The wise man looked uncomfortable and shouted.

“Well, that is…”

The soldiers in the coffin looked embarrassed and hesitated.

“Aren’t you asking what’s going on!”

“…”

The soldiers seemed to be rather discouraged by the warning from the magistrate, so they kept their mouths shut and just looked at each other.

It was because he was afraid that if he reported trouble for no reason, he would get caught and have to deal with it himself.

‘I’m familiar with the level of this place.’

The female princess laughed at Pai Hyeon’s dominance in her mind.

If it weren’t for this rural area, such low-level soldiers would have been kicked out right away.

These soldiers can’t even see!

What kind of funny thing is this?

“Ah, ugly things!”

The wise man blushed because he was embarrassed to have behaved in an indecent manner in front of an important guest.

“Soha! Soha, do you have anything?”

“Yes!”

Soha was unable to enjoy the banquet and was sorting the wedding rites and greeting the guests.

Then, when she heard the magistrate’s command, she ran quickly and stood in front of the magistrate.

‘Little?’

The female princess was a little embarrassed.

No matter how you look at it, a young lady who looks extremely young is standing proudly dressed like a civil servant.

It was a quite strange and awkward sight.

“These fools can’t do anything right even after watching, so tell me. What on earth caused the commotion?”

“Ah.”

Soha’s face hardened.

“It’s nothing to worry about.”

Soha hesitated and said that.

“Uh huh, even Soha!”

The Hyeonryeong must have been so angry that he threw the table and shouted, ‘Bang!’ bang!’ Beaten.

“How much are you going to embarrass me in front of the guests! Can’t you hurry up and tell me!”

Soha sighed and said at the magistrate’s roar.

“…There was a fight.”

“Who? Who starts a fight on this auspicious day?”

The wrinkles on Hyeonryeong’s forehead deepened.

“…that is…”

Soha pursed her small lips and opened her mouth.

“With Yuza who just left.”

“And?”

“…Yu-gye got into a fight.”

The Hyeonryeong let out a sigh.

“That author… again…!”

The female worker, who was sick of boredom, became interested and opened her mouth.

“Limited? What kind of person are you to say that, Hyeonryeong?”

In response to the female princess’s question, the magistrate let out a deep sigh.

“…You’re a damn bastard, female worker.”

The prefect said.

“Paehyeon’s troublemaker.”

A look of sadness appeared on the Hyeonryeong’s face.

“He is also a very vicious troublemaker.”

*****

I attended the banquet and sat at the head table.

“Kukekeke!”

He smiled like a cheap Saffron villain in a martial arts novel, drank the alcohol poured by the gisaeng, and filled his mouth with expensive food.

Wow, this is life, this is flex.

The people who came up to the daecheong were all people who used their power in this area.

All fine silk clothes and luxurious accessories.

‘Wow, drinking among these people is killing me. I feel like I have a golden spoon!’

It felt really good to be wearing cheap hemp clothes and flirting with a gisaeng.

What should I say? Should I say that I feel like I am being blatantly screwed over by the caste system?

“Is there a separate seed in the queen’s funeral? (王侯將相寧有種乎, Queen Mother Superior Yeong Yujongho)”

Becoming a king, feudal lord, general, or prime minister is not something that is foretold by heaven.

It was said that a person’s status depends on one’s own efforts, not on what one is born with.

It is known that Jinseung did it for the first time when he started the rebellion, but in fact, he was not the first to do it.

Jinseung, who was ambitious, simply picked up a word that had already spread among the people and mentioned it.

And as this statement is commonly mistaken, it is something like ‘Let’s abolish the class system!’ It was not meant to mean this.

‘iced coffee! It was a phrase used to mean something along the lines of ‘I want to become a king, a feudal lord, a general, and a prime minister!’

But this too is impure.

There were several gold diggers who frowned and glanced at my remarks.

Well, what can they do?

I’m going to hit you or something. giggle

“Oh my, brother. Do you know how to write letters? It’s so cool-”

A gisaeng fawned over her and fell into her arms.

“Well- this body is amazing, not just amazing!”

Hmm, why is the woman’s body odor so sweet?

I pretended to make a mistake by sticking my nose into the gisaeng’s chest and inhaled to my heart’s content.

The foul smell of sweat and excrement mixed together made my Sojung raise his head.

“Oh my, that’s not good. Really.”

Although the gisaeng was disgusted with her mouth, it seemed like she didn’t dislike the way she secretly touched my body.

“If my brother becomes Queen Mother, I will also have a place, right?”

The gisaeng asked, stretching her words.

“Kikik, of course! Would you like to become a queen?”

I said that and stroked the gisaeng’s hair.

A guy who laughs and shakes his body.

Okay, let’s have some fun today.

Let’s play like a man.

Mrs. Yuo, an elderly Yoo Taegong.

Today my son becomes an adult.

“Nooom!”

But my grand plan did not come true.

“Why do you make such foolish remarks! Are you mocking the will of heaven?”

The man with his eyes wide open and spitting was wearing a crown and had a long beard.

The authors whom Qin Shi Huang buried together when he burned the books.

It was a citron.

In later times, as Confucian scholars gained hegemony, it became known as ‘Bunseogaengyu (焚書坑儒)’, but in reality, it was more correct to say that it was Bunseogaengje (焚書坑坑家), as it was not only Confucians who were buried.

As such, it would be difficult to say that the Confucian scholars of this era were experts who had acquired the knowledge necessary to succeed, like later generations.

Rather, I would say he is closer to a hipster.

And like the hipsters they are, they seem to like to argue here and there.

“ Confucius said, “The king, the god, the bride, and the son are rich.” Each person has a role and function, so why break the beautiful balance with so few words? Yes, this guy!”

Confucian Taliban inspiration. It’s so noisy.

I frowned.

Although I had no particular feelings about studying abroad, in this day and age, it was difficult to feel good about studying abroad.

No, it was hard to look at them favorably because they were people who had studied abroad and only tackled them all the time when they tried to do something.

Qin Shi Huang didn’t bury it for no reason?

If you keep mentioning etiquette every time you say something like that, I will get angry and ask questions.

“Gungunshinbridalbujaja says that if you want to do your job, you have to do it right. You’re not saying that you’re born with a certain status, right? Rather, Confucius preached that even those who were born with lowly status could become gentlemen through education and training, didn’t he?”

Of course, how could I know what Confucius meant? I’ve never even studied properly.

I just spit it out as I see fit.

But because I spoke so boldly, people around me asked, ‘Is that so?’ He looked at me with an expression of interest.

Whenever I brag, I do it shamelessly.

If it goes out like this, do you think it’s real?

“Crazy guy! How can we enlighten the ignorant people through education?”

“Hehe, you’re saying something funny! Then, how could Confucius have made Ja-ro, a scoundrel, and An-hui, a poor man, his disciples? Have you forgotten that there is no class in teaching? Looks like you haven’t studied enough!”

Haha, Kkeurawiki is peerless!

Of course, I don’t know if this is right or not, but what are they going to do?

If you don’t respond right away, you lose.

You get king?

Can’t you do anything?

“Profit!”

Yuzu seemed to be quite feverish and ran towards him while screaming.

“Huh!”

Pow!

“Keck!”

Yuja rolled around.

However, I also have a body that is a handful. Even though it’s not as spicy as Beon-Kwae, it’s still spicy.

I am Paehyeon Fire Fist, Yugye!

“Ohhh!”

The drunk people shouted and cheered for my righteous fist of fire.

“He is a god!”

“Confucian Punch! Confucian Punch!”

Intoxicated with alcohol and heat, I ripped off the pipe of the fallen Yuza and poured urine on it.

Kill kill!

If you want to tell the truth, you have to do this!

…I didn’t know at this time.

In history, Bang Bang also hated Yuja to death, and removing the tube and draining the urine was actually something that Bang Bang did.

Without even knowing it, I was following the path of my new breast.

“…Bounded type!”

Soha shouted.

“Ugh, are you Soha?”

I smiled and welcomed Soha.

“Choose some pepper! Oh my god!”

Soha blushed as she said that.

But it’s like staring at someone without avoiding eye contact… Well, is that what it means to say you don’t like it with words but be honest with your body?

But I feel a little embarrassed.

“Hmm!”

I cleared my throat and pulled up my pants to cover my big, beefy black flame dragon.

“Ah…”

Soha let out a sigh that seemed regretful and cleared his throat.

“…The princess is calling.”

‘Oh, I’m finally getting kicked out.’

I smiled and looked at Soha.

‘Did you see it? ‘If this guy is serious about telling the truth, this will be a piece of cake.’

A look that roughly means something like this.

But Soha sighed and shook his head.

“That’s not it, bro.”

“?”

“You want to drink alcohol.”

“?”

“I heard you liked it, bro.”

“…Is there something wrong with that gentleman’s mentality?”

Are you crazy?

Which Jinsang do you like Sangjinsang? Are you a pervert?

“I don’t know…”

Soha sighed.

“Crazy.”

“Can’t wait to come.”

Soha got angry and walked forward with long strides.

“…It’s not going to get better, damn it…”

I mumbled and followed Soha.

The female princess looked at me quietly.

He opened his mouth.

“Good.”

The female princess said.

“I feel like I’m seeing a dragon today.”

He said so.