Post by velvet inkbrush of YiSoonShin on Jun 30, 2004 21:28:25 GMT -5
The next morning, the remainging members of the royal family and a small retinue of servants, dressed in simple white cotton garments walked in procession down the long road to exile. The Crown prince, still grieving over his father's suicide, cast his sorrowful eyes over his shoulder at the imperial city that had once been his home. Attended by her husband, Princess Su An thought back to the time that Kyung Dae Seung's funeral procession had passed down the very same path. Only this time, the onlookers were not bewailing the deceased's passing. Instead, the silence was piercing. The peasants stared at the former royal family. Stripped of their regal attire and walking on foot, they looked no different than them, though they had been separated by a yawning abyss of poverty and decadence. Princess Su an lowered her eyes and attempted to hold back her tears.
A voice from the back of the crowd broke the silence. "Keum Kang Yah Chah man seh!" (may the archfiend live 10, 000 years). Others began chanting as well until the whole crowd was chouting in unison. This was particularly painful to the ears of the crown prince, and as tears blurred his vision he wondered if he should not have shared his father's fate. The cheers for the archfiend continued as the meager procession dwindled from sight.
Post by velvet inkbrush of YiSoonShin on Jun 30, 2004 21:50:04 GMT -5
as the empress commands.
As the procession of the former royal family made its way to their island of exile, the archfiend was making his way to the central committee. Flanked by Brue, Choi Bu and his usual retinue of soldiers, he strode into the central committee and was greeted by cheers and congratulations from the ministers assembled there. Minister Yi, his hair completely white now, ambled over to the archfiend, his head bobbing with every step. "Sang Jang Goon!" he puffed. "We thank the heavens for your safe and victorious return!"
"Yes", another minister chimed in, "but we were confident nonetheless that you would emerge successful!" There was a chorus of "yes, yes" as the other ministers nodded vigorously.
Waving his arms in his usual sycophantic manner, minister yi asked, "So now that the royal family has been banished, what do you plan to do now?"
Yi Ui Min surveyed the faces seated around the circular table, and startled them all by smacking his open palm on the table top. "The koryo dynasty is over!"
A hushed silence fell over the group. One of the ministers gave a nervous half grunt/half chuckle. "What do you mean, Sang Jang Goon?"
"What i mean" ui min continued, "is that with the imperial family of koryo banished, i intend to ascend the throne as emperor and inaugurate a new era of the shilla dynasty." He leaned forward on the table, supported by two hands. "I trust no one here objects to my decision?"
There was a general clearing of throats and some grunting across the room, and then a silence thta was finally broken by an anxious laugh from minister yi. "No of course no one disagrees with you, superior general, or should i say Hwang Sang Bae ha!" he puffed some more. Ui Min almost laughed out loud. This capricious old man, who was once a lowly peasant as well, looked remarkably like a pufferfish with hi pursed lips, blown out cheeks and fluttering arms.
"Fine" the archfiend said. "If there is no other matter to discuss, the plans for my coronation, which is set for a month from now, will be set into motion. Turning, he walked out of the room, mindful of the worried looks exchanged by the ministers
Post by velvet inkbrush of YiSoonShin on Jun 30, 2004 22:14:44 GMT -5
thank you empress, i am flattered by your interest in my story (i feel like 1001 arabian nights - in a good way)
It had been a week since the archfiend's announcement in the central committee. It was a beautiful spring day, and under the clear skies, Ui Min allowed himself a smile. Standing on the small bridge over the goldfish moat of his estate, he breathed deeply the air. It smelled of life. Suddenly, Brue came running up to him. "Hyung Nim! They are here!" was all he said. The archfiend tried to hide his excitement behind a stoic front, but was not to sure he was successful as he fairly ran into the courtyard to receive his long awaited visitors.
Lifting up the brim of his hat, his eyes shaded, duduel smiled at the archfiend. "Sang Jang Goon" he intoned in his soft voice.
"Duduel Sunsah!" Ui Min fairly grabbed Duduel in a bear hug. Surprised at first, duduel chuckled and then patted the archfiend's back affectionately. "What about...?" Ui min began to ask. With a twinkle in his eye, the old monk simply turned his gaze behind him. Two litter bearers were opening the door to an elegant wooden palaquin. Ui min's heart skipped a beat as Bu Yong emerged, no longer attired in her temple garb, but as beautiful as they day he had met her, and regal in her new robes. She smiled at him and he rushed up to her, enfolding her in his arms. "Boo hin! Wife!" he hugged her tightly, not caring that the servants and soldiers were watching. Duduel and Brue exchanged smiles.
"is our emperor growing sentimental?" choi bu's voice interrupted. Bu Yong blushed and the archfiend cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his head like a schoolboy. Choi approached Bu yong and bowed. "It is a great joy to have you back here in the imperial city. madame."
"Choi Jang Goon!" Bu yong smiled. "I am glad to see you well"
Ui min took her hand in his and led her inside the estate. "Please come with me, I have a surprise for you." She raised an immaculate eyebrow and wordlessly followed him in.
"...if one home defender stands on watch at a strong gateway he may drive terror deep into the heart of the enemy coming by a ten thousand."