The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel Chapter 257

EP.257

Wuhan, the capital of Hubei Province.

Wuhan is where the numerous tributaries of the Yangtze River flowing from the west come together to form a huge waterway.

Just as the saying goes that all roads lead to Rome, no matter which waterway you take upstream of the Yangtze River, all waterways eventually lead to Wuhan.

Naturally, Wuhan, where all the tributaries of the Yangtze River converge, became a place that absorbed all human resources and products, and this became the foundation for its growth into a gigantic city that could not be compared to any other city in Hubei Province.

After traveling for a few days with Lim Ha-yeon and Seocheon Pyo-guk, I arrived at Wuhan.

“Prince Kang. Have you been there? “I sent a message to Mangeum Battlefield to contact Seocheonpyo Bureau.”

“Thank you for your effort.”

Just as no city in Korea can be compared to Seoul, Wuhan is such a huge city that even Uichang can’t be compared! With no time to do anything, we busily wandered around Wuhan.

“However, it is said that Seocheonpyoguk in Wuhan is so small that there is no room to receive guests. “I think I need to find a separate place to stay.”

Pyosa bowed his head as if he could not raise his head in apology.

Hubei Province is the territory of the Zhuge family, a martial arts family that can compete with the Wudang faction and the Sichuan Tang family, which are the biggest axes of the nine factions. It may not be in terms of martial arts, but in terms of money, it is a full-fledged battlefield. There is Hao Mun in the underworld.

It seemed that many checks were put in place to prevent the Sichuan Tang family from expanding its influence in Wuhan, the capital of Hubei Province.

“Gugugugugugu!”

“Good!”

“Stay quiet!”

“Gugu…”

Im Ha-yeon said a word towards the large box containing the Jeon Seo-gu, and the Jeon Seo-gu all stopped talking.

Was it right to bring all the western districts? I brought Ha-yeon Lim, saying it would be useful since she is a spirit creature, but I don’t think it would be useful.

“I have a guesthouse to stay in, so let’s go there.”

I withdrew my gaze from Ha-yeon Lim and spoke back to Mr. Pyo in an indifferent tone.

“Have you ever been to Wuhan?”

“no.”

I have traveled around the midfield a lot, but this was my first time in Wuhan.

“then?”

“I brought someone to show me the way.”

I pointed to a man who looked like Jeomsoy to everyone.

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“The color of the hair stands out, so please put on a hat and follow me.”

The man’s identity was Hao Mun-do, who appeared in the poem.

While the envoys visited Seocheonpyoguk and Mangeumjeonjang, Lim Ha-yeon and I visited Simun, Haomun’s Jeomsoi group in Wuhan.

Although we were unable to meet Simun Hyangju, when we handed over the iron coin given to us by Branch Manager Kwak, Simun agreed to accommodate us.

I’m glad it was worth the pooping on my ears. Otherwise, I would have gone back and repaid you double.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m taking you to a place where you can avoid the eyes of the Taomen and Qimen people.”

As the man said that, he led us toward a residential area far away from the downtown area.

It seems like you can avoid people’s eyes because there are fewer people here than around the government office or in busy areas like ports where there are a lot of people.

As I followed Hao Mun-do’s footsteps, I arrived at an old-looking guest house. Should I stay here? A shout was heard through the crack in the old door of the guest room.

“Why did you come again!”

“Brother Ahn! My kids are starving! “Please, just one meal!”

“I’m starving to death because there are no customers!”

“Isn’t Brother Ahn the most successful among us? “I’ll at least make a fortune teller, so please!”

“What is Jeomsoy!” “I’m free to cook and greet guests by myself, man!”

“…is this right?”

Aren’t you here to introduce me to a guesthouse that doesn’t do business? I asked Hao Wendao in a suspicious tone.

“Hmm! If you stay here, you won’t be noticed as it’s not in the downtown area. And there is another reason.”

Hao Mun-do glanced at me, opened the guest room door, and pointed at the owner.

“Korean?”

The owner of the inn was clearly a middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes.

“Who is this guy again? hey! Is he really your friend? “I don’t have anything to give you guys!”

Was the person begging also Korean? The owner of the inn looked at us with his arms crossed and a frown on his face.

“Long time no see.”

“Huh! Why in poetry? “I paid off this month’s debt!”

The owner of the guest house asked in surprise, as if he had met the veterinary doctor whom the bulldog hated the most while taking a walk.

“I didn’t come here because of debt.”

Hao Mun-do sighed softly and explained the situation so that only the owner could hear.

“I understand. “I will do that much.”

“There are few people here, so you won’t be noticed by the disciples from the capital or the gate. “You can stay here for a while until we hear from you.”

“thank you. Please take a look.”

When the owner nodded, Hao Mun-do said a word to us and left.

“Tsk. No matter how bad it feels… what are you going to eat?! Or should I give you the room first?”

The owner of the inn approached us sitting at the table with a suspicious expression.

It’s been a while since I saw you, Korean. I found it quite fascinating, but the man asked us without much response if Koreans were quite common in Wuhan.

It would be difficult if the person who is indebted to Ha-yeon Lim from being captured is so uncooperative.

“What is your hometown?”

After thinking for a moment, I asked the owner of the inn.

“Why is that Joseon guy’s hometown? “It’s Namwon.”

“Namwon? “Do you have any relatives with the surname Ahn in Namwon?”

“uh? Uh oh. How did know?”

I heard the surname Ahn outside the door.

“I used to live in Namwon. Do you not see it? “My close brother is there.”

I pounded my chest with that same expression.

“Really? Where did you live in Namwon?”

The innkeeper’s expression slightly relaxed from his doubtful expression and he asked me in a testing tone.

I think it may not be from my hometown. Is this it?

“Do you know Gwanghallu?”

“know. “If people in Namwon don’t know about Gwanghallu, they use it.”

“If you follow the road between Namwonbu, the Namwon government office, and Gwanghallu, you will find a place where people live…”

“Ah! I think I know where you live. My relatives must be living there. “Is there still a Tomgwan duck with the Kim surname there?”

“Tamgwanori with the surname Kim? iced coffee! I think I know who you are talking about. It is said that he was reported to the human court and dismissed. “I heard it through rumors when I was young.”

“That bastard got fired…”

The owner muttered, covering his face with his hand as if he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

“Is there a reason you came all the way here?”

Garyeomjugu (苛斂誅求). It was the same in both the Jungwon and Joseon Dynasty to leave their hometown to escape Tamgwan-ori’s abuse.

“Is there anyone who doesn’t have a story? It’s been a while since a guest came from my hometown and he brought good news! okay! “I’ll take you to the best room!”

The owner of the inn spoke to me with a different smile than when he first approached us.

“thank you.”

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“Brother! I rolled some noodles in dongchimi soup, so you can taste it! “It’s service!”

“Hometown food! Thank you. Brother Ahn!”

They even deliver food to your room. The service is good.

“It would be nice to meet people from my hometown in a place like this.”

Ha-yeon Lim spoke to me with a curious expression.

“I’m not from my hometown.”

I answered in an indifferent tone.

Cold noodles taste good. It seems like a good place to cook, but flies are flying around. Is there something going on?

“yes?”

“Even if you only buy it for a few days, it’s not like you bought it.”

Because Kang Yun-ho was a crazy guy who liked to wander around a lot. I also visited Namwon at the foot of Jiri Mountain.

“Are you lying?”

Ha-yeon Lim asked me as if it was absurd.

“I didn’t lie. And someone who will hide us for a while. “We need to build trust.”

It’s not like the owner of the inn could run all the way to Joseon and check whether Kang Yun-ho is from Namwon.

It was introduced in the poem, but you may not know. There is a need to stop Im Ha-yeon from joining in order to avoid being caught.

If you are from the same Joseon Dynasty and come from the same hometown as me, they will give you convenience and even help you get into the military.

“Wow…”

Lim Ha-yeon couldn’t keep her mouth shut as if she was surprised.

“They say Simun Hyangju is away, so let’s wait carefully for the time being.”

“Have you read all the information on Mangeum Jeonju that Branch Manager Kwak gave you?”

“I read it all, but the one I received was the story of Mangeum Jeonju. “It is not clear why Mangeum Jeonju is targeting Daseogak.”

I’ve read enough to be able to write about great people using Mangeum Jeonju, but I don’t know the true meaning of Mangeum Jeonju.

Why on earth are you targeting the bookstore of Baek Jang-ju, your best friend and worst friend?

By simply harassing Jeon Gil-san?

A person who raises his own children in a Spartan manner would not be able to behave leniently towards his maternal grandchildren.

Or for money?

If it was a money issue, wouldn’t it have been better to have disposed of Daseogak when we first met about the debt issue?

Why on earth did he change his mind and start acting out now?

“Now then, there’s no answer even if we go to Mangeum Battlefield, right?”

“Even though the information is lacking, I have thought of a solution. “We can still talk even if we go right now, so don’t worry too much.”

Even if you don’t know the inside of a person, there are things you can try by gathering information about people.

The problem is that from Mangeum Jeonju’s perspective, I am only debtor 1 with whom I have a little relationship.

Will Mangeum Jeonju meet me, who is just a debtor? If you have to go back without even being allowed to meet, things are bound to get really complicated.

“Prince Kang. “Someone has arrived from the Mangeum battlefield!”

I didn’t know it would come right away.

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