In turned out that the decided location was not far from the original house.
The bigger issue they now faced was how they would be building the house.
A Blood Lion should have someone do it without making it, but none of them had ever done anything like that before.
“I know the builder!” After hearing their concerns, Sehwa confidently spoke. “Are you twenty-five?”
At twenty-five, one was just a piece of blood to a Blood Lion. “If you are in Giru, you’ll be able to see a lot of customers.” At this, Seok-san asked. “Do you have to go downtown to meet people like that?” “Yes.”
The smile that appeared on Seo Seok-san’s lips made Sehwa’s skin crawl. “I have a contract, and I need money to do that.” Seo Seok-san threw a bag containing four hundred silver coins. “Come on, let’s meet those people.”
“Yes.” Just as she was about to do so, Seo Seok-san’s gloomy voice rang out. “Building a house doesn’t reduce your insufficient practice time. It would take three hours to go downtown to meet people and come back, but I can’t sleep tonight.”
At this, Sehwa’s expression contorted. She thought that if she took on this job, she would be able to escape the hellish playing time.
“Lord, lord… That is too harsh.”
“Then run away. You have plenty of money.”
“I will never run away!”
At this, Sehwa went to the city and met up with the builder. She made a contract as she called it, not her money. And she was wandering around a road she really didn’t want to return to.
Was she just going to run away from here? The temptation was apparent.
“This is the last carriage to Guangdong Province!”
Five letters caught her eye as she habitually raised her head at the sound of someone’s voice.
Long-distance wagons.
The final destination turned out to be Guangdong Province. The fact that it was so far away that it had never been visited meant that it was simply too far for a Blood Lion to chase after it.
Sehwa’s heart was pounding. If she rode that wagon, she could definitely escape from the hellish Blood Lion. She unwittingly moved towards it, and she inquired the price without herself knowing.
The carriage fee was only one hundred and twenty coins. The cramped-looking seats and the musty smell of the carriage felt like the scent of flowers. Oh Tongsu’s words came to mind as she put her hand in her pocket to pay for her car.
There is such a thing as Manlihyang. If you spray it on your body, it won’t get rid of the smell no matter how much you bathe for a month. How far does the smell go? Don’t you know that my name is Manlihyang? The Blood Lion must have sprayed it on our bodies. You don’t know if you have to smell it. Only the person who sowed it can take it. Why would the Blood Lion graze, or leave us alone? She lifted her sleeve and sniffed it, but still felt nothing but the smell of her stake.
‘Manlihyang? Where’s that?’
The carriage pulled by six horses seemed to travel fast. Of course, the Blood Lion should be faster, but there was no way for them to know that she was in this wagon.
No matter how much she looked around, she couldn’t see the Blood Lion. They were just being vigilant.
‘I’m not a coward like Gangseo Samak!
Sehwa pulled out the hermit who was fiddling with her.
“Soju Sehwa!”
She was startled by the call and lost the hermit she had been holding in her pocket. When she turned her head, she saw Geom Woo-bin.
“Nice… … Great Master!”
“What are you doing here?”
She had been caught in front of a long-distance wagon. “Ah! Were you bargaining? Long-distance wagons sometimes come to buy and sell things that aren’t normally seen here.”
“Yes? Yes! that’s right. I wonder if there is a fragrance I like.”
“You don’t have to look far. How many good perfumes are there in Hangzhou? I’ll buy you one later. I’m on my way home, would you like to go with me?”
At this, Sehwa had no choice but to follow Geom Woo-bin.
‘Whew! I’m glad the kid made such a stupid misunderstanding.’
As she thought so, Sehwa glanced at Woo-bin’s side and realized that she was wrong. He was Woo-bin, the death sword of the Blood Lion. Although he was only ten years old, he was arguably the smartest kid at that age in all midfielders.
‘No way…’
There was no way Geom Woo-bin would have made such a stupid misunderstanding.
‘To cover my escape… … ‘
She would be right. But why? She had Gangseo Samak to drive out the Blood Lion and Geom Woo-bin. It was only natural to hate her, and realistic to treat her like a thorn in one’s eyes.
However, if one were to think about it, she had said that Geom Woo-bin never scolded or harassed them. She was making it difficult for them because she respected them all the time as she was now.
“Soju Sehwa.”
“Yes?”
“Is it hard?”
It was just one question. However, because of the sincerity in Woo-bin’s voice, she suddenly burst into tears.
“He… It’s hard. You’re all so good.” She didn’t want to show her tears to him, so Sehwa turned away from him.
“The great master somehow happened to have a blood storm… No, did you get the death penalty of the Hangzhou Saship?”
“It’s hard to say right now. It’s not a special secret, but if you want to talk about it, shouldn’t you get the priests’ consent? However, one thing I can say for sure is that the priests are my family. It’s like the only blessing that heaven has bestowed upon me as an orphan. Hehe!”
That last smile looked kind of sad.
“How’s your family?”
“Both my parents are dead.”
“I’m sorry for asking.”
“No. It didn’t even feel like family.”
“I think Soju Sehwa has been loved a lot because she looks so pretty.” ‘If it was love…’
Sehwa’s eyes dimmed as she recalled the fragments of her old days. “I got more hate than love,” she confessed. “It’s like the inevitable bondage of a bastard who was born into a wealthy family.”
The past, which she had never shared with anyone, began to flow out of her, even if she had never intended to do so.
“My father loved my mother a lot, but in our environment, love alone was not enough for us to thrive. It was a common story of women who went into the concubines of a wealthy housekeeper. He died at the age of 16 after living under the oppression of his wife and children. When my mother passed away, the bullying passed on to me. Still, since I was a wealthy person, I brought quite a lot of material with me. From an early age, I’ve been interested in calligraphy, and I happened to learn music from Yegi, and eventually I took this path.”
This made her wish she could have a drink right then and there.
“However, compared to other predictions, I only walked on the flower road. Because I had a lot of money, I didn’t have to accept customers I didn’t like, and there were a lot of customers who looked for them because they were being half-faced. After a few years, the name “Gangseo First Ilgi” has stuck with it.”
“Where is the flower road on the road to selling laughter? Soju Sehwa’s feet’s probably full of scars.”
She had never had anyone comfort her before. Even her father had just spit out the words to get her to quiet down.
This was the first consolation she received in her life, she brought her emotions up to her neck and eventually made her cry. While Sehwa was shedding tears, Geom Woo-bin stood by her side without saying a word.
That alone made Sehwa feel infinitely grateful to the ten-year-old.
“Damn, it’s been a month since construction started, but what are you going to do if the roof itself has been barely raised?” In response to Do Pyeong-su’s murmuring, Hong Yeong-jun gave him a pint glass.
“Look at the scale, the scale. There is a pond in that large garden and there are fifty rooms, but will it be built in a month?”
“Then why do you create so much useless space? What are you going to do with fifty rooms?”
“The death penalty will be the number one person of all time, but it has to be that big.”
“Hmm… Indeed it is.”
Do Pyeong-su shook his head and said, “Okay, why don’t we make a munpa when it’s built this big?”
“It’s good. You manage it.”
“Management? What management?”
“They say that the death penalty is for munju and young people will come in one after another, so why not just leave it alone?”
Do Pyeong-su waved his hand. “Hey, someone will. How can I do such a nuisance?”
“It seems that the stage plan is the countermeasure. You don’t do anything, just make drinks. If you just do anything, you’ll be considered an accident, and if you just open your mouth, it’ll be called a mistake.”
Do Pyeong-soo was about to argue, but Seo Seok-san called them. “The death penalty is looking for you!”
As soon as he heard that Gum Woo-bin was looking for him, he ran and sat down in front of him before his half-hour had passed.
“The death penalty, what’s going on?”
“I have something to discuss about Soju Sehwa.”
“About the Hangzhou Incident?”
Since there was so much dirt on it, the nickname Hangzhou Incident was very appropriate. Do Pyeong-su asked, “Did they do anything wrong with the death penalty? Just use my leg sticks!”
At this, Geom Woo-bin calmed Do Pyung-su down, who was excited.
“No. I was wondering if I could teach them some work.”
“Are you actually teaching?”
“If you move to a new place, you have to increase the production of Sake Liquor, so the priests are busy,” Do Pyeong-su said.
“If that’s the case, don’t worry. They’ll roll it right.”
‘You must run away!’ He kept saying to himself.
“I thought it would make the priests feel a little more comfortable if I teach them how to make shochu.”
That was right, Geom Woo-bin. Having to go through their hands from one to ten was not a bother at all. “Okay. From now on, I will make a proper worker.”
The manor was now complete. Geom Woo-bin and the Blood Lion named the manor as Oh Seon Jang-won.
It was an appropriate name for it to be called Hangjusa Line and Suzhou Line. While they were rejoicing as they raised the signboard written by Seo Seok-san, Gangseo Samak and Sehwa looked around the manor and fell into deep despair.
“You… With what heart did you build the manor so large?”
It was only natural for Oh Tong-soo’s question to be directed to Sehwa. This was because she would do everything from design to construction, and she completely followed their advice.
“To make the Blood Lions spend a lot of money…”
“We are going to get a lot of names for managing this house!”
There were over fifty rooms in fifteen buildings. A pond with five large and small gardens and a pavilion in a beautifully decorated garden. It was too big a space for the four of them to manage, and besides managing the manor, there was a lot of work to do.
“Then run away! Why are you annoyed with me!”
“Where is this maddening! Who is it that caused us to be like this!”
“Who is the one who ran?”
If Go Seobang didn’t dry it, Oh Tong-su would have broken Sehwa anywhere.
“Stop it. We’ll be terrified if we get caught fighting each other.”
Their mood towards the garden was hopeless. Sehwa’s eyes twinkled as she was walking with her shoulders drooping.
“Great Master!” Geom Woo-bin smiled broadly when he saw Sehwa running towards him.
“I really like Soju Sehwa, Jangwon. It was hard.”
“I agree that it’s hard. I’m just glad that the big owner likes it.”
Tong-su groaned a little. “Look at that slap. Shake it up and it looks like a hundred, it looks like a hundred.”
Geom Woo-bin also shouted at those far away. “The three of you worked hard too!”
Kangseo Samak immediately bowed his head with a pretentious smile on his face. “Thank you, Master!”
When they saw the Blood Lions entering the gate, their bodies immediately hardened.
The feeling was much.
“The death penalty, if you treat them too well, will climb. It’s just that you have to show them how rigid it is.”
“You’re older than me, so?”
“Adults! There’s something these guys were trying to do, and even if they saved you, you have to be smart. We should also organize our titles on this occasion.”
“Organize?”
“The death penalty shouldn’t be so hard on them.”
He seemed to agree with Do Pyeong-su. “There is such a thing as a hierarchy, so Pyeong-su’s words are very rare.”
Seo Seok-san and Jang Man-dok also nodded, and the opinions of the Blood Pung Lions found themselves in agreement after a long time. Geom Woo-bin scratched his head with a troubled expression.
“Still, that’s a bit…”
“What do you guys think?”
Surprised by Seo Seok-san’s question, the Hangzhou Incident answered with Lee Gu Dong-seong.
“It doesn’t matter what you call it!”
“Then, from today onwards, dog dung will be called cow dung.”
After thinking for a moment, Geom Woo-bin made an offer.