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Even before Cheong entered the Yongbong branch banquet hall, there was a woman loitering at the entrance.

As soon as I saw Cheong, my inorganic face slowly came alive and a bright smile appeared.

Gongsun Yaoye hurriedly approached Qing with a trot that did not run.

“Preface Sojeo, how are you today? The weather is really nice, isn’t it? On a cool day like today, it’s cool… … What do ordinary people do on a day like today? I’m just training and I don’t know anything. I’m sorry… … ”

“Yes, calm down. What, why did the road become like this? Nice to meet you too. They say you don’t have to put too much effort into your greeting, so there’s no need to feel pressured.”

“Ah. that is. There is someone I would like to introduce to you, and I would like to ask you if it would be okay with you, so I hope that you will allow it… … ”

what? Are you asking if you can ask?

Why, isn’t it possible to ask whether it is okay to ask whether it is okay to ask whether it is okay to ask infinitely?

As Cheong tilted his head, Gongsun Yaoye became visibly restless and looked around.

“Who is it?”

“Here comes Cheonnyeo’s ugly younger brother… … ”

“What, did you have a younger brother? Where are you?”

“That’s it, Cheonil.”

“Yes, sister.”

Then, a young man walked out as if he had been waiting.

For some reason, the eyes, nose, and mouth were particularly similar, so the siblings seemed to have put a lot of effort into it.

His polite manners were simple and his bare face without makeup was pretty, so his younger brother, who looked like him, was also a pretty nobleman who could set women’s hearts on fire.

“It is called Politeness Cheonil. I heard a lot of stories from you. He really was a real person. Thank you very much for becoming friends with this wall window.”

The way Gongseon Cheon-il greeted him was like an actor in a play, his movements were big, flashy, and restrained.

Even if it was an insignificant movement, it was a nice etiquette to see because it was polite and moved in a big line.

“My, I said it was real.”

“Hmph. Isn’t it almost as if he fell off a cliff and found a pile of secrets inside the cave? In the end, he became my friend without my sister even doing anything. You’ve been my benefactor almost my whole life?”

“Ugh. Me, I know.”

Cheong tilted his head.

what? Something something.

“Excuse me. I am a poor sister who lacks worldly experience, but please give me guidance.”

At the same time, he gently smiles in this direction, and it’s nice to see the handsome guy smiling, but doesn’t it feel like he’s showing off his talent?

The Blue House withheld judgment for the time being.

“Politeness, Prince!”

“You are Sojeo Yeon. Have you made peace with your friend?”

“Thank you! Hey, by the way, if you have time, at least have a meal.”

“Oops, sorry.”

“Ah… … ”

“I should have recommended it first. I didn’t have enough sense, so I ended up making Sojeo say difficult things. Could you please forgive me?”

“Heo-up. Yes, yes, then, next time… … ”

The woman called Yeon Sojeo had a bright red face and ran away without even being able to make an appointment.

And after that, similarly, Sojeo Cheon and Sojeo Yun left, and Sojeo Sanyeong came running after seeing Gongsun Cheonil, but then hiccuped and quickly retreated when he saw Cheong.

This guy. The skill of lifting and putting it down is unusual.

“Ah, Geomwoo!”

“Oh. Did Geomwoo come? Gongseon Sojeo also came. Okay, let’s have fun sparring today too.”

“A little later. I haven’t even eaten yet. right. This is Gongseon Cheonil and Gongsun Sojeo’s younger brother. This is Geomwoo, or Geomchi. Namgoong Shinjae.”

“Namgung Shinjae Daehyeop, the king of small swords of Namgung!”

Doesn’t this guy have a bit of an exclamation point?

“Haha, now I have decided to change my nickname to Passionate Swordsman instead of King of Swords. I would appreciate it if you called me a passionate swordsman instead of a small sword king.”

If the King of Swords had heard, it would have been said that the bastard who couldn’t listen to any nonsense would add a bottle of wine, saying that he didn’t want to inherit his father’s name anymore and threw it away.

The King of Swords, whose drinking increases day by day, will his liver health be okay?

“Passionate swordsman! It’s a nickname that makes your blood warm just by hearing it. Is there any origin?”

“The swordsman next to me built it for me because he was impressed by my passion for the sword. There was a feeling I had never heard before, so I decided to make it my nickname for the rest of my life.”

“Isn’t it usually up to others to decide on nicknames? … ”

“Didn’t Geomwoo make it for you? You are also a senior citizen with a long history, so your qualifications are sufficient.”

“But I heard about sparring.”

“Why does my blood boil? Then right away.”

“No. hungry. All I did was wake up late, pick up some rice balls, and eat them.”

Onigiri refers to seeds, glutinous rice wrapped in bamboo leaves and steamed.

Strangely enough, it was characterized by being shaped like a triangular pyramid.

There were various garnishes, so some made it salty by adding meat, or some made it sweet by adding red beans.

“How many? Exactly how many?”

“The ones with lamb, goat meat, chicken, and duck eggs were delicious. And the red beans are a bit sweet, so I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Are you saying you’re hungry after eating five in the morning?”

“No, six. The duck eggs stuck to my mouth so I ate two.”

Then Namgung Shinjae’s expression darkened.

Then, he asks in a voice full of concern.

“Are you okay? If you’re still hungry after eating that much, there must be something wrong with your body. It would be a good idea to get your pulse checked by a doctor right now.”

Two rice balls and one bowl of gobong rice.

It was so strange that even a pig would feel embarrassed and reduce his appetite if he ate six of them and then said he was hungry.

“Nan-ah always looks after you? He said he was healthy. But he said he didn’t even know why he was eating a lot.”

“Preface Sojeo, don’t worry. Since gluttony is one of the five blessings of the body, isn’t it a truly blessed thing?”

“Ah. Thank you for saying that. For some reason, everyone is berating me for getting worse… … .”

We finally took a seat at the table, and Cheong was just about to sit down on his chair.

“Sojeo. Please excuse me for a moment. Now.”

Then, Gongson Cheonil placed a handkerchief on Cheong’s chair.

“Politeness Confucius? Are you really this kind to a woman? If you are not careful, you may be misunderstood, so please be careful.”

“Are you talking about a misunderstanding? Sojeo, is this really a misunderstanding?”

Then he smiled brightly again, and Cheong was convinced.

ah. This wasn’t Gingaminga.

He’s working on me right now.

This is why I cover my face.

Oh, you’re covering your face?

Gongsun Yaoye also hasn’t seen Qing’s bare face yet.

Isn’t it Kang-ho’s common sense that there is a reason for every woman with her face covered?

It was already a polite thing to forget how to breathe or use extreme honorifics when asking for a favor, so it would never be possible to ask someone to show their face in the future.

Still, I use it because I don’t know the faces among friends.

I was bored today, so I thought I’d invite him to Mucheongak and show him my face.

“Politeness Confucius. Then I can’t use it. You can’t make fun of a woman whose face you haven’t even seen.”

“What good is all this? Since my sister praised Sojeo all night long last night, wouldn’t it be strange to have feelings of admiration for his personality?”

At that, Qing’s head turned towards Gongsun Yaoye.

Gongsun Yaoye lowered his head, and his exposed ears were completely red, so he could tell if it was true without having to check.

“I appreciate Confucius’s feelings, but due to personal reasons, I am not interested in things between men and women, so I hope he finds another good woman.”

“Is that so? But wouldn’t a person’s heart give up like that and leave? I just keep it in my heart, so please don’t feel burdened. I just hope you’ll remember it someday when you change your mind.”

Ugh.

Cheong made a disgusted expression.

This was the advantage of cotton yarn.

I don’t know what kind of expression you’re making anyway.

So, after finishing the meal, I told them to go to the seventh floor, and Gongsun Yaoye couldn’t hide his apologetic look.

“Preface Sojeo, I’m sorry. I made a mistake. Preface Sojeo is like my older sister, so I said I wanted to be a family like my real sister, and my younger brother said something if that was my wish, and I really didn’t know it would turn out like that, so please don’t be offended or offended.

“Calm down. Still, my younger brother is kind. He lured a woman whose face he didn’t even know by saying he would make his sister’s friend his family. Is this good? Should I say it’s mean?”

Cheong was confused.

After coming up to the seventh floor to avoid my friend’s younger brother suddenly attacking me, the chatter somehow subsided.

Cheong, who didn’t care anyway, looked around the crowd with his eyes shining.

Lily, let’s see the lily!

Where is Mr. Jinseol, the pioneer of unconventional clothing?

Jinseol was also one of the Five Flowers of Wulin and had great beauty, so it was easy to find her because her face alone, not just her clothes, made her stand out. Unfortunately, it seemed that Lily did not come.

Still, my eyes were dazzled twice: once on the other side was Mo Yong-juhui, and on the other side a beautiful woman I had never seen before.

Since there was always at least one person by Cheong’s side to explain things, questions similar to those he was talking to himself naturally popped up.

“Hmm? Who are you?”

“Sure. What kind of person are you?”

However, Gongsun Yoye was a completely new woman who did not know much about martial arts than Cheong, and she did not know much about martial arts or Kangho at all.

Since there are two idiots stuck together, even if they look with four eyes, they don’t know anything at all.

It was then.

“Oh my, the preface!”

Someone was pretending to be happy, so I turned around and saw this. Mo Yong-juhui was smiling brightly and approaching Cheong.

what? There is no way he would welcome me? Was it that big of a deal?

Could it be that Sojeo had no breasts but had wide breasts?

“I was very rude yesterday. When I thought about it, it was all my fault, so I promised myself that I would definitely apologize if we met again.”

“It’s okay. We decided to pretend it never happened.”

“Does that make what happened go away? As female warriors like us, we want to have an opportunity to shake off our grievances like a warrior.”

What is it, let’s have a fight?

Do you think you can win if you fight with your sword?

As Cheong was thinking this, Mo Yong Ju-hee continued.

“Do you like alcohol? Since ancient times, people have been dissolving all the upsetting and disappointing things into a glass of wine and pouring them away. Isn’t that the way of a warrior? Please don’t reject me and let’s have a drink together and have fun together. Yes?”

“Alcohol. The drink is good.”

Cheong answered.

It was an answer that came straight out of my spine, not my brain.

Mo Yong Joo-hee’s name is Jinju Joo-hee.

However, Gyeojip Hee is not a girl but an honorific Chinese character given to a woman of high status.

Right now, the priestess gate is the conduit that serves the Musan priestess, and the name of this Musan priestess will be Yohee.

In the language used in the past, the daughter of the emperor was called Wanghee, and the old word for the princess was called Jaehee, because the word “maiden” was nobler and more beautiful than “maiden.”

However, Mo Yong Ju-hee’s close friends said that it is correct to add alcoholic beverages rather than pearl liquor.

This is because Mo Yong Ju-hee is a horseman.

When we say malsul, it usually means drinking alcohol whole.

One word, in the style of Cheong’s hometown, is approximately 18 liters (610 fl.oz), which is about 30 glasses and half a glass of Ice Americano Grande, a traditional Korean beverage made by roasting and brewing soybeans.

So, malsul means drinking alcohol like that.

Since ancient times, Chinese people have believed that the liver’s detoxification ability is proportional to personality.

Of course, this is limited to in-house use.

If a woman is a drunkard, she is a bitch who will drink and make mistakes, but looking at her evil, her liver is of no particular use.

This is also the reason why monsters in folktales leave women behind and only covet men’s liver.

However, Mo Yong Ju-hee was not a female fighter who stood up in anger and shouted against the dirty ideology of men over women and wanted to turn the rotten world around. (There are separate fighters).

Do women make mistakes when they drink alcohol?

So, wouldn’t that mean you’re making a real mistake if you drink alcohol?