EP.344
Pungunhyeobgaekjeon.
This is the story of Unhyeon, who lost his parents to bandits, joins a shaman sect, becomes a warrior, meets Giyeon, and goes out into the world to become a thief.
Although it’s a martial arts world, it doesn’t look like martial arts, and although it’s a political faction, it’s not like a political faction. It’s a novel written to cry out for authentic martial arts to the warriors.
It was the first novel I wrote in this world, and it was also a bitter memory of my first failure.
“It’s a novel I wrote.”
I introduced my novel to the two women who were looking at the Tale of the Pungunhyeopgaekjeon with puzzled expressions.
“Were you writing a book other than Dangga Pungun?”
“This is the first book I wrote while wondering what I should do to succeed in the midfield when I was a black-haired slob.”
You must increase your reputation level to meet the ending conditions.
A horse without feet travels a thousand miles, so a book would definitely make you famous faster than working as a black-haired coaxer.
The direction was definitely good.
Although it failed.
“Is this the first novel written by Confucius?”
“Author Ho Pil’s first novel is this book, not Tangga Pungun?”
The two women took turns looking at me and the Wind Cloud Hyeopgaekjeon with surprised eyes.
“Who is full from the first drink? This is a novel that experienced bitter failure. “Dangga Pungun is a book written as a lesson learned from the failure of Pungun Hyeopgaekjeon.”
Does martial arts not work in this world? Do you think I’ll give up just because of that?
Success comes from thorough market analysis.
Let’s add a lot of commercialism to martial arts. Is dirty talk popular? All you have to do is add a sexual scene with a woman. What was created in this way was Saekhyeopji Dangga Pungun.
“It’s another novel written by Confucius Ga Kang.”
“You know that novel….”
I didn’t know that the two women’s gazes would fall from the story of the Wind and Cloud Heroes like a meteorite drawn by gravity.
“Would you like to read it?”
As soon as the words left the two women’s hands moved.
Zhuge Hyang’s hands were definitely fast, but one of them was at a speed beyond my cognitive ability.
“Ha Ha-yeon, unnie!”
“I’ll read it quickly and give it to you.”
Ha-yeon Lim smiled triumphantly and waved the book.
There is no way that Zhuge Hyang can beat the speed of Mu Young Shintu, who has the greatest thief talent in the world.
Zhugehyang belatedly tried to take the book, but given the height difference between the two, it was absurd for her to steal something from Muyeongsintu.
“Ha-yeon, not long ago we…”
Jegal-hyang then looked up at Im Ha-yeon as if he felt something was wronged and trailed off.
“Ugh! Even if it’s a little uncomfortable, shall we watch it together?”
Im Ha-yeon seemed embarrassed and obediently handed the book to Jegal-hyang. Were there any separate words exchanged between the two?
“There are more books printed by Uichang, so please look at both separately.”
“Huh? really? “Then give it to me quickly.”
It looks like a baby bird eagerly waiting for food. I handed out Volume 1 of The Tale of the Guardians of the Wind to Zhuge-hyang, who could not hide his anticipation.
That’s how the reading time for Pungunhyupgaekjeon began.
The two women stopped what they were doing, sat down in their respective seats, and began to read The Tale of Pungunhyeobgaek.
“I can’t believe I lost my parents to bandits. “It’s pitiful.”
“The main character is an orphan. “You are a different type of protagonist than Dangjeong, who came from a Tang family.”
“Huh? The main character, Doho, is Unhyeon?”
“Your name, Unhyeon, is the name of a charlatan mentioned in Volume 3 of Tangga Pungun!”
The two women looked at me as if wondering what was going on.
“I mentioned it in advance because I would like to publish The Tale of the Pungunhyeokgaekk if I get the chance in the future.”
Once Lim Ha-yeon’s matter is resolved, I would like to release Pungwoonhyupgaekjeon. I happen to have a printing shop, so I printed a lot.
“Tangga Pungun and then a contemporary story?!”
“Huh huh huh.”
Seeing the two women reading my book so intently gives me something.
Is it shame? Feelings that were difficult to express in words prevented me from remaining still.
“I’m going to take a short walk, so please read.”
——–
There is a traditional way to torture creators.
The most historical and traditional way would be to use heated iron skewers, but if you want to make it as mentally painful as it is, you can show the creator’s old creations.
If I were asked to read a parody novel that I enjoyed writing when I was young, I would rather bite my tongue.
I remember having fun receiving my first fan art at the time. It’s definitely not a dark history, but when you try to look at it again, it seems like a legacy from the past that is hard to face.
For me, Pungunhyeobgaekjeon was similar.
I thought I tried my best, but it was clearly a failure.
I had lingering regrets and was piling up books to publish someday, but it took a lot of courage to face the reactions of readers right away.
“Did everyone read it well?”
After compiling my thoughts, I carefully opened the door to the office and the two women looked at me silently.
“You…”
“I’m Kang Gongjani.”
Isn’t it really that bad?
The two women got up from their seats with strange expressions and approached me.
“I guess it wasn’t very fun after all.”
Is it as expected? It’s not for nothing that I didn’t show Hwarin the story of Pungunhyeopgaekjeon.
“What are you talking about!”
“How can this not be fun?”
uh? The two women raised their eyes as if they were angry at my dejected smile.
“…is it better than you think?”
“it’s fun! “It was really fun.”
“Why didn’t you publish this?!”
“Is that true?”
A novel that no one has read is interesting?
“It was a different kind of fun than Tangga Pungun. It’s so fun even though it’s just about growing up as a non-partisan! “I’m so shocked.”
“I think Unhyeon is a protagonist with a different charm than Dangjeong. To follow the straight path without giving in to adversity! “He’s a faction leader that’s hard to find these days!”
“I really want to see the next story of Woo Unhyeon Sohyeop.”
“It’s true that even though you became an orphan, you didn’t lose the dream in your heart. “It’s not easy to do that.”
Is this really fun? I’m a little dazed.
“What do you think the reaction will be if this novel is published?”
“It’s Confucius Kang’s new work. Of course, I think it will be as good as Dangga Pungwoon.”
Zhuge Hyang nodded repeatedly.
“What do you think about Hayeon Sojeo?”
Is there something on his mind? Unlike Jegalhyang, who answered immediately, Lim Ha-yeon remained silent for a moment before speaking.
“It’s definitely fun. If you promote it on the first floor of Daseogak, it will sell well. But…”
Lim Ha-yeon glanced at Dangga Pung-un in a corner of the office.
“I don’t think it’s as bad as Tangga Pungun?”
“….”
“I know, so there’s no need to hesitate to answer.”
“The story of Tang Dynasty is unique and the story of Wulin is not very popular.”
I nodded, agreeing with Lim Ha-yeon’s words.
In sexual encounters, sexual scenes are like an essential element of unreleased poetry for adults.
You can say that it is a pink, white and scarlet drug and that it would have been a masterpiece even without the sexual scenes, but it is an element that should not be left out.
Because of that, I also wanted to re-release Pungunhyeopgaekjeon, but I postponed it because I thought it would be better to focus on Tanggapungun.
But in this situation, it was a different story.
“That is correct. But this time, Hayeon Sojeo is there.”
The moment has finally come for this novel to shine.
“Me?”
“I didn’t say I was going to use the Poongun Hyeopgaekjeon to promote Muyeongshintu.”
“ah! “You really?!”
Ha-yeon Lim looked up at me as if she realized something.
“We’ll start by making a name for ourselves with Ho Pil’s new work, The Tale of the Pungunhyeopgaekgaek.”
“If it is the name of author Ho Pil and the publicity of Daseogak, even people who are reluctant to say it is a story about martial arts will pick it up. And in volume 2?”
“Muyeongsintu should come out. “We are promoting Muyoungshintu in the name of Hopil.”
Simply being Hopil’s new work may not be enough. However, if it is a promotional novel for Muyeongsintu, the story is different.
It will be effective enough to promote Muyeongsintu, and the novel’s effectiveness does not end here.
“I guess we will be promoting the Poongwoonhyeobgaekjeon in the name of Muyeongsintu?”
With the release of volume 2, Muyoung Shintu will soon be active.
It’s martial arts, not saekhyeopji. Pungunhyeobgaekjeon.
A thief, not an ordinary thief. Muyoung Shintu.
A novel that would normally not be as successful as Tang Gapoongun meets a righteous enemy that would normally take a long time to become famous.
“You both become famous.”
It creates a synergistic effect.
“It’s a ploy of yours.”
Ha-yeon Lim smiled and nodded.
“The problem is that Muyeong Shintu will appear in Volume 2, so if Volume 1 itself fails like before, it will be of no use… hmm?”
As I smiled a little unsurely, the two women held my hands tightly.
“It’s a novel you wrote. Be confident.”
“that’s right. “I’m sure Confucius Kang’s novel will be successful.”
One painful failure. I came up with this idea because of the promotion of Muyoungshintu, but I wasn’t really sure about it.
Could it be that I fail once again? Wouldn’t it be better not to bring it up?
I looked at the two women who held my hands tightly.
There was a confidence in the eyes of the two women that I did not have.
“Let’s do it together.”
With the strength of the three, it would be a good idea to try the Battle of the Wind Cloud Heroes again.
—
Volume 1 of Pungunhyeobgaekjeon can be sold right away with only minor modifications.
I immediately began preparing for the publication of volume 1 by writing volume 2 together with Ha-yeon Lim.
“It’s Muyoungshintu, but it moves so normally. In this situation, you can just move in the air.”
“No, how can a person spin in the air to avoid a spear, then bounce and move in a completely different direction?”
I mean people. I asked for historical evidence and they said nonsense.
“You think you can’t do it? Come out. “I’ll show you.”
Ha-yeon Lim held my hand and showed me the scene she was talking about.
“Oh my…”
I need to correct that right away.
“What should I do to open the safe?”
“Let’s skip the detailed explanation.”
“yes?”
Because it can be used for similar crimes.
“Prince Kang. “The face of Unhyeon Sohyup is complete.”
While I was writing volume 2 with Im Ha-yeon, Zhuge-hyang drew a picture to promote the Poongunhyupgaekjeon.
“It’s a bit similar to Dangjeong.”
“You don’t like it?”
It’s nice that he’s a handsome man with a strong and firm will to cooperate.
It’s a work by the same writer, but I want to express a different protagonist. It’s a shame.
There are reasons for each person’s unique appearance, but the good looks are unavoidable because they are all handsome, like Manryu Gwijong.
The unique characteristic of the shaman faction is… Huh?
“Could you make the lines a little thinner? “I want it to have a neutral feel.”
At that moment, one person came to mind.
A shaman sect that I met on my way to Sacheon. Cheongun.
Although he had the image of a thief who seemed to be measuring with a ruler, he was a handsome man with thin lines and an androgynous feel.
Let’s ask him to draw an image of Cheongun.
“Do you feel neutral?”
“It’s straight, but I hope there’s a sense of danger that shouldn’t be left alone.”
Because it’s too straight. If you do it wrong, it may break. I think this person needs someone to lean on. I ordered Jegalhyang to find a handsome man who looked like Cheongun.
“yes. “I’ll give it a try.”
****
Uichang. Daseogak main branch.
Daseohoe.
The second floor of Daseogak, which had been bustling with activity before Kang Yun-ho and Lim Ha-yeon left, now had a gloomy atmosphere.
“Yesterday we discussed who the regular political party is, and today is the day to predict the contents of Volume 4.”
Hwang Seo-saeng sighed and said secretly, thinking about the people of Daseohoe who could not be seen on the second floor.
“Didn’t you do that three days ago?”
“Have you discussed any content that may be foreshadowed in future developments among the contents of Volume 3?”
“Didn’t you do that four days ago?”
“Then…”
“…What do we do now?”
“….”
A painful silence enveloped Daseohoe.
No matter how interesting a work is, if a new story is not told, it will eventually become boring. Even if we gather together every day and create our own stories, we have reached our limit.
In the end, the painful silence was followed by anger.
“When on earth will Volume 4 of Dangga Pungun come out!”
“It’s been a few months since Volume 3 came out!”
“Isn’t Daseogak in danger of being taken over by Mangeumjeonjang? “How could it be a crime for artist Hopil to stop writing when his friend was in crisis!”
“Okay.”
Hwang Seosaeng managed to calm down the angry Daseohoe members.
“I heard that Manager Kang built another Daseogak in Wuhan?”
“What?!”
“They say they are doing more business by borrowing money to protect Uichang Daseogak.”
“Writer Ho Pil, shouldn’t you be able to help Manager Kang by publishing the next volume quickly?”
This time, Hwang Seo-saeng couldn’t stand it either.
“You should have told me that.”
“When on earth will Volume 4 of Dangga Pungun come out!”
“I wish I could at least get some news from author Ho Pil…”
When on earth will Volume 4 of Danga Pung-un come out?
The people of Daseohoe were gradually growing tired of the endless waiting.
“Move here!”
The staff of Daseo-gak entered the second floor all at once and began to move around busily, as if they were aware of the atmosphere of the Daseohoe people.
“What are you doing now? “Is there any construction going on today?”
“Because I had to hang a large hanging scroll sent from Wuhan.”
“A scroll? “What kind of scroll is this?”
“This is the news that the people of the Daseohoe have been waiting for.”
“What on earth? no way?!”
Will rain fall on Daseohoe, which was suffering from drought?
The people of Daseohoe were astonished and gathered around the large hanging scroll.
“Is it volume 4?”
“Volume 4 of Tang Jia Feng Yun?”
“Or stories of separated women?”
“What on earth is this news?!”
What you see on the large, unfolded scroll is a picture drawn by a painter of great skill.
“A new work by author Ho Pil. “Fengunhyeopgaekjeon?”
A handsome man with thin lines wearing a hero’s gun was refueling Gangho while holding a sword, and at the end was written in bold handwriting the news of Hopil that Daseohoe had been waiting for.
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