Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

46 – Murim Extraction (1)

“Stop! From here, it is a mountain road under the management of Yuyodang Chaeju!!”

It is a defense facility built in the middle of a well-maintained mountain road, and bandits with their backs impeccable and elaborate wooden fence burst into loud voices and stop a group of merchants.

“I spent my own money to build roads and clean them up! Pay the toll if you want to pass!!”

As a result, the luxurious-looking carriage came to a halt with a rattling sound, and the large animal that had been sleeping in the carriage rose with tawny eyes flashing.

Forcibly awakening his drowsy mind, he ambled out of the wagon.

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A tall man with an unusual atmosphere that goes beyond 7 feet (1 foot = 25 cm) even at a glance appears from inside the carriage holding a cane. The bandits put their hands on their weapons and increased their vigilance.

Then, Mancheon (瞞天) coldly asked the bandits with a low, animal-like voice.

“A lame discount?”

The bandits let go of their weapons and shouted loudly.

“The elderly, pregnant women, newborn babies, and people with reduced mobility are half off!!”

Waking up at the sound of bandits’ voices comparable to the crowing of chickens announcing morning, Mancheon looked up at the sky with an absurd smile.

It has been eighteen years since I was reincarnated in the world of Moorim. For the first time in my life, I was able to benefit from being born with a cripple.

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“Saengraebulhoedokshiseo (生來不會讀詩書) – Since then, I have not wanted to study writing.”

“Anbaehyangijakohyong (安排香餌釣鰲龍) – Get a bait and catch a dragon.”

“Preparation and Archers Maengho (準備窩弓射猛虎) – Catching a tiger by feeding it on the bowstring.”

“The Book of Reading Non-Heroes (英雄不会读诗书) – Heroes don’t study.”

Let’s look up at the sky in a daze from inside a rattling carriage and recite a poem that expresses our aspirations of living as a wealthy unemployed man.

The youngest daughter of Poongsang Danju, who put me in the carriage, clapped her eyes with sparkling eyes.

“Gongja Sima is good at composing poetry. If you don’t mind, can you tell me another try?”

I feel a little sorry for the exaggerated body movements trying to please me.

Apparently, the Poongsangdan is the Sima family subcontractor’s guild. It seems he’s trying to suit my mood so that he doesn’t become an annoyance to his father.

Personally, I don’t like children acting like adults. So I decided to play around a bit.

“What is your name?”

“… Yes?”

I couldn’t understand the meaning of Man-chun asking for his name again because he had already finished his voice through his father before getting into the carriage. However…

“I want to hear it directly from your mouth.”

Poongran spontaneously said his name at the soft tone that flowed out immediately.

“Ran… It’s a wind orchid.”

Mancheon reached out of the window and broke off a thin branch of a pretty cherry tree. And he recited a new poem.

“The lady in the carriage, which family is she?”

“I keep my eyes on you, but I don’t even know your name.”

“I heard it was a windmill for the first time.”

Knock-!

Were there any falls on the road? The wagon shakes greatly.

“Lady! Young master! Are you okay?!”

The coachman who was driving the carriage shouted loudly, but Poongran was choking and could not answer.

With her left arm on the wall of the carriage, Mancheon meticulously inserts the thin branch of cherry blossoms she had plucked earlier into Poongran’s head.

“I secretly fell in love with your pretty eyes and long eyebrows.”

… Her face heats up and she is speechless.

Unable to say anything, Poongran shrank back and stared at Mancheon’s face, who smiled softly at her.

Enjoy the soft tone that contrasts with the cold appearance that lingers in your ears.

I shouldn’t be like this. I have to match the mood of that rich boy so as not to become a nuisance to my father.

… I can’t. I can’t think of anything. My heart is just beating

‘What is it? Why is there no response?’

Manchun hoped that she would laugh at her own gruff joke, or that she would give her a joke, but contrary to her expectations, there was no response.

… Even Hwa-hwa gets speechless when I joke. Actually, am I not good at jokes?

There was something that Sima Mancheon, a genius who deceived even the sky, couldn’t do. A real crisis. It’s a shock.

Mancheon made the heart of the golden jade leaf, which was precious in someone else’s house, beat, and watched the floating clouds with carefree thoughts.

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On the way up, we decided to take a short break at an empty lot where we could rest in moderation.

“Wow!”

My body was sore at the time, so I got out of the carriage and stretched out when a handsome man approached me with a smile.

“hahahaha! The sound of stretching is loud once. Isn’t it difficult because you’re not used to going uphill?”

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Poongsang Danju. His name is Poongbaek.

As an aide who worked under my father even before I was born, he is now in charge of managing the company in place of my father.

He is a friendly man who sometimes comes to my house to have dinner and give me pocket money. And now, at the behest of his father, he is taking me around and teaching me about ascending.

I just worked hard like a cow for my family. To be in charge of educating an immature youngster just because he is competent… It is the sorrow of middle management.

“With Lord Poongsangdan’s consideration, we travel comfortably by carriage. What can be difficult?”

“I feel comfortable when you say that. If you go a little further from here, you will arrive at Baekhwa County, Hubei Province, the destination of this trip. Please suffer a little more.”

A map unfolds in my head at the word Baekhwa-hyeon, Hubei Province. It may not be exact, but in terms of approximate location, it is near Yongzhong Mountain, where the Zhuge family is located.

It reminds me of a baby girl with beautiful blue eyes reminiscent of the morning sea and sharp sharp shark teeth.

“Lord Fengshangdan, roughly how long does it take from Baihua county to Zhugesei of Yongzhong mountain?”

“Is it Jegalse? Hmm~ If you take a horse or carriage, it will take half a day, and if you go on foot, it will take about a day.”

Much closer than expected. With this distance, it was not difficult to go there alone.

First of all, it takes a bit to say that I came to learn work rather than play, but when I left home, my father told me to come and go comfortably, feeling like I was going on a trip.

… Even if you actually go on a trip, there won’t be any problems.

Hmm~ After all, a genius who deceives even the sky. What a genius idea.

Once you’ve made your decision, don’t hesitate any longer. I explained to Poongsangdanju at length why I had to leave Baekhwa-hyeon and go to Jegal Sega.

I was going to meet my precious student, but from the looks of it, I was just going to meet a girl, so I didn’t say too much.

Now that I’ve come this far, I’ll have to visit it. It was seasoned that way. It’s obvious if it’s obvious, but it’s a lie to say that Jegal is sick. Terribly brisk

That old man who is crazy about Go won’t even die because he’s been criticized so much by others.

Everyone who heard my story to the end smiled heartily and nodded his head.

“Okay. Relationship management is an important law. Moreover, if the opponent is the elderly Jegal Se, there is nothing to say.”

As a merchant, he is a man who rolls as he should. You might have noticed my excuse, but it seems that it wasn’t a sloppy excuse that I couldn’t go over.

“Thank you to Poongsan Danju for your consideration.”

“hahahaha~ No.”

From Poongsangdanju’s point of view, the future Samase didn’t have to fight with the head of the family over such a trivial matter, so he made a rational decision, but the poor girl who got her heart stolen in the carriage had a different idea.

“… Won’t Sima Gongja die with you?”

Poon Orchid, who had been approaching us before we knew it, overheard our conversation, looking up at me with dim eyes and fiddling with the cherry blossom branch I planted.

“I… I will cherish it. Therefore… that is… Sima Gongja too… Me… remember….”

He didn’t show it, but he seemed to like the cherry blossom branches and poetry. It has helped me in many ways along the way. I’ll have to cut another one.

“It doesn’t matter if you forget.”

“… Yes? Why?”

I stretch my hand high and pluck a cherry blossom branch that has more flowers than the branch I just plucked. I give a branch to Poongran, who looks up at me with her pretty green eyes shining.

“Because spring is coming and I will pick you up anytime if you want.”

Poongran received the precious cherry blossom branch with her trembling hands. She said it didn’t matter if she forgot, but if she heard these words, she’d never be able to forget them.

“I cherish… I will keep it.”

Holding her cherry blossom branch dearly in her arms, Poongran shyly blushed and disappeared as she walked away. And Mancheon looked at the back of such a windy orchid and smiled at her warmly.

“Your daughter is very cute.”

… But Windsor Danju didn’t laugh. Her face hardens.

“My daughter seems to like you very much.”

“Really? I guess I’m a lot of charm that rolls around. It looks like your daughter kicked it unintentionally~ hahahaha!”

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Rumbling~ Rumbling~!

To begin with, she was kicked out in the luggage compartment.

‘Hey… It’s hard… Uncomfortable… I should say something pretty….’

It was a day that reminded me of Mr. Muk-gang’s teaching that she should take responsibility for her own words and actions.