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Yoo Young-shin, who was looking at the article for a while, opened his mouth.

"The difference between the latitudes and the degrees..."

Yoo Young-shin, muttered while reading, rose up.

"I'm sure you're done by now.”

Jong-seok asked Jong-seok, looking at Yoo Young-shin, who folds up the writing well and puts it in the drawer.

"Do you happen to have an envelope?"

When Yoo Young-shin saw what he wrote in Jong-seok's words, his face turned slightly red.

I have never given this to anyone except when I was young.

Yoo Young-shin, who was there for a while, folded a sheet of paper and stuck it out.

"Put it in here."

In the words of Yoo Young-shin, Jong-seok received a photo envelope and put a piece of paper written in it.

Then, as he left the room with his precious hands in his hands, Yoo Young-shin followed him, scratching his head with shame.

***

The principal looked at Hwang Myung-in with a stiff face.

"Did you say the sale of Cheongseowon?"

Hwang Myung-in shook his head at the principal's words.

"It wasn't sold, it was before."

"Isn't that what you're saying, you're going to sell or hand over Cheongseowon to someone else?"

Won Seung-hwan nodded and opened his mouth at the principal's words.

"Cheongseowon is the place where the spirit and spirit of Joseon's scholars are located, or before that, connecting the pulse of Korea's calligraphic tradition. Cheongseowon is a history and tradition before it is a place. It can't be possible to relocate such a place."

"I think so, too."

Hwang Myung-in nodded at the elders of Moon Bang-woo.

"Why don't I know what adults think? But it only lasts when there are people who want to learn and learn about it."

Then, Hwang Myung-in looked at the adults.

"Do you know how many people visit here a year? It's less than two thousand."

"How could two thousand people do that?”

Hwang Myung-in opened his mouth when the principal spoke as if he was puzzled.

"Most of the kids come from high school and middle school, and there are fewer than a hundred people coming to learn calligraphy like the elderly."

"Experience learning..."

Hwang Myung-in's words gave the principal a small appetite. As a current high school principal, I know what it is like to have hands-on learning.

And with this amount of hands-on learning, less than 10 schools come to Cheongseowon every year.

'You mean people don't look for it that much?'

When they were doing math at Cheongseowon for a long time, people from all over the country gathered.

Of course, that was still the time when calligraphy played a big role. Now I write documents on the computer, but in the old days I type, and before that, it was an essay.

So many students learned how to write in calligraphy classes, and those interested came to Cheongseowon to learn how to write.

But I can't believe I can't find a hundred people a year.

Are cherry blossoms in season?’

Kang Chul-jae opened his mouth when the principal felt his age and sighed for nothing.

"Even so, moving Cheongseowon..."

At Kang Chul-jae's words, Moon Jae-chul glanced at him and said,

"I'll say a word first."

"You can do that.”

Although Moon Jae-chul is a doctor, the post of director of a giant hospital is not something that can be done only with medicine.

You need to have a management philosophy and the right skills. When Kang Chul-jae stopped talking, Moon Jae-chul looked at Hwang Myung-in.

"You probably need our help to tell us this."

"I'm sorry, but I am."

"Well, then, you've already come up with a plan. I'd like to hear the plan.”

At Moon Jae-chul's words, Kang Chul-jae looked at him with surprised eyes.

"Do you support the sale of Cheongseowon?"

"You have a point, Wonju. If those who want to learn don't come, it's just a place of dead knowledge and tradition."

"How come you say that?"

"You may say too much, but it's not wrong, is it? If the place is located on an uninhabited island, even if it is called Mureungdowon, how can it be called Mureungdowon?”

"Are you sleeping?"

Moon Jae-chul opened his mouth as he looked at Kang Chul-jae looking surprised.

"If the hand doesn't come, it's the basis of business to go directly where the hand is."

"How come you put your studies and traditions within the reach of business?"

"Everything has to do with business."

"Suam!"

"You can't feed on tradition and history."

Then when Kang Chul-jae tried to say something again, Moon Jae-chul raised his hand and cut it off.

"Listen to Wonju for now. Aren't you telling us this because you have a good plan?"

At Moon Jae-chul's words, Kang Chul-jae looked at Hwang Myung-in while looking at him. At the glance, Hwang Myung-in smiled and bowed to Moon Jae-chul.

"Thank you."

Moon Jae-chul looked at Hwang Myung-in with an expressionless face.

"It's not something to thank. It's just that I agree with you."

Moon Jae-chul continued to talk while looking at Hwang Myung-in.

"But just because they have the same will doesn't mean they support it. So tell me your plan. So that I and my friends can support you."

When Moon Jae-cheol said he would oppose it if the method was wrong, Hwang Myung-in opened his mouth while looking at him.

"I want to buy land in northern Seoul and move Cheongseowon."

Moon Jae-chul immediately refuted Hwang Myung-in's words.

"Even in Gangbuk, land prices will be high. In addition, where and how would you finance the cost of building and landscaping for Cheongseowon?”

said Hwang Myung-in at Moon Jae-chul's words.

"I'm going to sell land owned by Cheongseowon and sell buildings owned by Cheongseowon."

"You own a building..."

Moon Jae-chul frowned and tapped the floor with his hands.

Tap tap tap!

"You don't mean this Cheongseowon, do you?”

Hwang Myung-in nodded at Moon Jae-chul's words.

"This includes."

Moon Jae-chul closed his eyes to Hwang Myung-in's words.

'You stupid...'

Moon Jae-chul agreed with Hwang's idea. The reason was the location of Cheongseowon.

It is a scholar to discuss learning and cultivate his mind in a quiet and scenic place.

However, Cheongseowon is too far away from modern times.

Therefore, Cheongseowon needed to relocate to suit modern times. To where people are.

But it wasn't this way.

Moon Jae-chul's idea was to open a seowon in Seoul in the form of a branch of Cheongseowon, not completely before.

"Huh!"

"Oh, no, no."

Moon Jae-chul looked at Hwang Myung-in as the adults sighed.

'I wish I had asked you to help me open a branch.'

If he said he would open a branch, Moon Jae-chul or others would have helped him.

But if you've decided to sell it, ···

"There is nothing rough to get to Daedomumun, ··, and Daedo. Is this your opinion?"

Hwang Myung-in's face hardened due to his inferiority complex.

"I am the Wonju of Cheongseowon."

"If you're asking me to honor you as the owner of Cheongseowon, how can I, or we, treat you as the owner of Cheongseowon if you've already thought about selling Cheongseowon?"

Moon Jae-chul continued to talk to Hwang Myung-in.

"What we honor is the tradition and history of Cheongseowon and the spirit within it, not you."

Kang Chul-jae nodded at Moon Jae-chul's words.

"Sudam's right."

Hwang Myung-in opened his mouth when he saw Kang Chul-jae expressing sympathy as if he had just had a fight.

"This is just a building and a piece of land. Cheongseowon is a group of people who live in Cheongseowon and care about calligraphy."

"I guess my ancestors in the Japanese Invasion of Korea also said that when they fled Hanyang."

With a murmur the principal sighed and looked around.

Around him were scrolls containing familiar writings in the principal's eyes.

The principal, who was reading such writings, rose up.

"I guess we're in a place where we shouldn't. Let's get up.”

Adults looked at him at the principal's words.

"But if you keep going like this, Cheongseowon..."

"The Great Wall, ··"

The principal looked at the inscription written by Huang Ming-in. The article revealed a firm confidence and will.

"Just looking at the writing, there's already no door in his mind. But what difference does it make if we become the door now?"

If Hwang Myung-in is thinking of selling Cheongseowon and relocating it, it will be hard to change his mind even if he opposes it.

If you're a Hwang Myung-in who's already lost his mind in this land and building, you'd rather be.

'If a master abandoned Cheongseowon, I might as well buy one.'

At least if you buy Cheongseowon, you can maintain it.

The principal, who came out of the door with such thought, could see Jong-seok and Yu Yeong-sin standing.

"Shall I take the car?"

At Yoo Young-shin's words, the principal shook his head when he saw the thermos and teas lying on the floor.

"Now I'm too busy to drink your tea."

At the principal's words, Yoo Young-shin lowered his head as he watched the adults coming out of the room.

"I told you to prepare dinner, ·· 아무래도 I'm afraid you can't have dinner."

"Yes, I amiss."

The principal, shaking his head and wearing shoes, opened his mouth when he saw a closed door.

"Do you know that Master, ··, or Wonju is planning to sell Cheongseowon?"

They don't already think of Hwang Myung-in as the Wonju of Cheongseowon, but Yoo Young-shin is treating him with respect because he is different.

"I know."

"What do you intend to do?"”

"I'm blessed by the royal family, so I have to follow you.”

"I'm leaving Cheongseowon. Would you mind?"

Yoo Young-shin sighed at the principal's words and just bowed his head.

At the sight, the principal relished his appetite and took out a business card.

"If you need help or a place to stay, please contact us."

"I'm fine."

"But wouldn't you still need it?"

When the principal put his business card in his hand and moved on, Yoo Young-shin followed them out to see them off.

"But why did Wonju suddenly come up with the idea of relocation?”

When Moon Jae-chul asked Yoo Young-shin, he opened his mouth after a while.

"I understand that last year you visited a small master from a resort company or something and talked about buying Cheongseowon."

Moon Jae-chul looked at Yoo Young-shin with an absurd look.

"Are you saying that Cheongseowon will be turned into a resort?”

Surprised by the word "resort," Yoo Young-shin hurriedly made an excuse to adults.

"He said he would build next to Cheongseowon's existing buildings as much as possible."

Kang Chul-jae, who was moving his steps to Yoo Young-shin's words, turned around.

"My son!"

As Kang Chul-jae tried to go back the way he had turned around with a stiff face, adults hurriedly stopped him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Don't."

"It's your attachment. I know, but what can I do? It's already been decided by Wonju."

"Why are you trying to turn Cheongseowon into an inn?"

It was bought and operated by a resort company, so it must be over the level of an inn, but it was just a lodging facility for Kang Chul-jae.

Jong-seok felt bad when he saw adults drying up angry steel.

"This is why your elders were upset.’

It was the sale of Cheongseowon that made Yoo Young-shin feel disorderly.

"Is Cheongseowon for sale?”

The principal sighed and nodded at Jong-seok's question.

"I'm afraid so."

"What's he going to sell?"

When the principal explained, Jong-seok smacked his lips and looked at the building where Hwang Myung-in was.

'You have a good intention, but you've got the wrong way.'

Jong-seok shook his head after muttering small.

Although it was wrong in his own eyes, Hwang Myung-in made the decision because he thought this was the best he could do.

So I didn't think it was a mistake. Hwang Myung-in is thinking differently from himself, not wrong.

Jong-seok, who was thinking like that, looked at Yoo Young-shin. While walking from Cheongseowon to here, Yu Yeong-sin looked old for ten years.

'By the way, I'm worried about you.’

He is so attached to this place that he lived alone in the house where the servants of Cheongseowon used to live, and now he has to leave.

an end