Chapter 171


    Chapter 171


    Park Young-jin looked around nervously.


    He was in the middle of a rural road, where cars and people were scarce.


    He had no idea which direction to go.


    The cameraman and the youngest PD laughed at Park Young-jins plight.


    I cant believe Im left behind! Left behind!!


    Park Young-jin, who couldnt even start, looked pitiful.


    Or maybe it was part of the plan.


    The youngest PD soon told him the direction to the filming location.


    Park Young-jin started walking that way.


    A road with no cars or people.


    Park Young-jin sighed at the bleakness.


    How long will it take?


    About two hours on foot.


    Please, someone, pass by


    Park Young-jin clasped his hands and prayed.


    After walking for a while, his prayer seemed to be answered.


    He heard a car sound from behind.


    Unlike Park Young-jin, who brightened up, the youngest PD looked disappointed and turned around.


    Its a car! Can I hitch a ride?


    Yes.


    Arent you too sad?!


    Park Young-jin and the two others stood by the road and waited for the car.


    Please, let there be an empty seat.


    Park Young-jin widened his eyes at the sight of a rather large car.


    A tourist bus that he never expected to see on this country road.


    And it seemed like there was more than one.


    Tourist buses and cars following them.


    The three of them blinked their eyes in confusion.


    Then, the window of the drivers seat of the first tourist bus went down.


    What are you doing here Oh? Arent you Park Young-jin?


    Yes. Hello. Im filming for Walking Man right now. Can I get a ride?


    Wait a minute.


    The driver stopped the car and got up from his seat to go to the back.


    The youngest PD whispered to Park Young-jin.


    Do you think its a group tour?


    Maybe.


    Meanwhile, the cameraman filmed the cars behind the tourist bus with his camera.


    Two buses and a small bus, and a black car that looked expensive even at a glance.


    Hyung, isnt that car a luxury car?


    Huh?


    Park Young-jin turned around at the cameramans call.


    The car looked familiar. Where did he see it As Park Young-jin was about to recall, the driver said.


    Its okay.


    Wow! Thank you! Where should I get on?


    The tourist bus, the small bus behind it, or the last car.


    The driver smiled at Park Young-jins question.


    You can get on the last car.


    Okay! Thank you so much!


    Park Young-jin walked happily to the end.


    The youngest PD and the cameraman also followed him with a smile.


    When we did the pre-survey, there was no car passing by.


    I told you Im lucky!


    Right. I should call the PD. We might arrive sooner than expected.


    The youngest PD took out his phone as they reached the door of the last car.


    Park Young-jin kept tilting his head.


    This car looks so familiar


    It looks like there are only a few of them in Korea.


    Thats what Im saying. Ive seen it in real life, not in a picture Where!


    As Park Young-jin was about to continue, he remembered where he had seen this car.


    This! No way!


    He looked shocked as if he had seen a ghost.


    The cameraman, who was filming Park Young-jins face, turned his head and then quickly pointed his camera at the car.


    The black car door slid open.


    Under the shining sun, someone came out of the car.


    The cameraman was startled and his camera shook.


    Park Young-jin recognized the face and shouted.


    Thats right! Seo-juns car!


    Ahaha. Hello!


    Seo-juns cheerful laughter was heard.


    The youngest PD, who was talking to the PD on the phone, turned around at the noise.


    Yes. PD. We might arrive sooner than!


    And there, he saw an actors face that he never thought he would see here.


    While the youngest PD stared blankly at Seo-jun and Park Young-jin greeting each other, the PD on the other side of the phone asked him.


    -So you think youll arrive sooner? Or not?


    PD


    -What?


    We hit the jackpot.


    -What? Why?


    Hyung got a ride from someone,


    -Then youll come early. I need to adjust the schedule


    The owner of the car is Lee Seo-jun.


    -?? What?


    Lee Seo-jun. Actor Lee Seo-jun!


    The PD, who had paused for a few seconds to process the youngest PDs words, screamed like a banshee.


    Seo-jun and Park Young-jins ride together was not long.


    They had to part ways at a fork in the road because they had different destinations.


    Nosan-gun is plotting something with Geumseong-daegun


    The governor appeared with a medicine and said something, but Danjong didnt hear it.


    Danjong stared blankly at the medicine. The black medicine looked like cold water in a dream.


    The governor finished his words and stepped back a few steps.


    He had heard the rumors that circulated in the palace.


    Everyone kept their mouths shut, but they knew.


    The story of how his uncle had ousted his nephew and taken his place.


    He felt like he was doing something wrong by giving the medicine to Danjong, who had been a rightful king.


    He remembered the words of those who had trembled in fear, saying that he would be punished by heaven for disobeying the king of heaven.


    A heavy silence fell on Gwanpungheon.


    Everyones eyes were on Seo-jun.


    In the silence where even the birdsong disappeared.


    Seo-juns facial muscles moved slowly.


    The black medicine slowly rose from Danjongs feet.


    He felt like he was sinking into a sticky swamp.


    He couldnt get out.


    He felt his feet getting cold and was afraid.


    He had anticipated and prepared for this day since he left the palace. But it was only a thought.


    The death he saw with his own eyes was terrifying enough to make him nauseous.


    Why do I have to die?


    Danjongs eyes were filled with fear and doubt.


    Why did my grandfather entrust my uncle with the regency?


    Wasnt it forbidden from ancient times to give a position to a relative who could be the kings biggest enemy?


    Why did my father die so early? If only he had lived a little longer, a little longer, and guided me.


    Danjong bit his lip. His eyes were full of resentment and anger.


    Why couldnt I run away? If I had run away with Kim Naegwan, I could have lived. I wanted to live more too.


    What is the kings duty? What are the people?


    He wanted to lash out at everything.


    Why do I have to take care of the people? Why do I have to go through this?


    Danjong closed his eyes tightly.


    I should have ignored the people and run away!


    No.


    His tense face relaxed slowly.


    No. That was a lie.


    Danjong loved his people and his country. He wanted to be a great king like his grandfather and father.


    He didnt have much power, but he had done everything he could with his life.


    He risked his life to stop Suyangs rebellion, and he didnt run away to protect the innocent people.


    Danjong,


    He had done his best as a king.


    Danjong smiled softly and looked at the sky.


    Didnt I do well?


    At that, Kim Naegwan and Kangdol burst into tears without knowing.


    Hearing the cries of the people who loved him, Danjong slowly reached out for the medicine.


    Cut, okay!


    Before Seo-juns hand touched the bowl of medicine, the friendly director shouted cut.


    At that sound, Seo-jun blinked his eyes and stopped his hand in mid-air.


    The assistant director ran over and snatched the medicine away like a hawk catching its prey.


    Huh, whats going on?


    Seo-jun tilted his head as he looked at the empty table.


    Wasnt I supposed to drink the medicine?


    No, you dont have to. The script said so, but I think its better to stop here.


    It wasnt good for the audience to be too immersed in the movie.


    Especially if it was death.


    The director knew the right balance.


    Seo-jun looked disappointed at his words.


    But that was delicious


    It looked black and unappetizing, but so were cola and chocolate.


    Seo-jun decided to ask how to make it later.


    Meanwhile, the staff and the actors were wiping their tears.


    If he had drunk the medicine, we would have cried our eyes out.


    Assistant director. Nice!


    That young kid drinking poison


    I heard he was actually strangled by a servant


    What!?


    Everyone was surprised by the staffs words.


    There are many stories about Danjongs death. There are poison theories, suicide theories, murder theories.


    Thats so pitiful.


    Park Wonyul wiped his tears with a handkerchief.


    Lee Jiseok also sniffed his nose.


    They say you cry more when you get old.


    Everyone is crying. What are you talking about. Its because of Seo-juns acting,


    Yeah. He expressed anger, resentment, doubt, everything with just his face. Hes really an amazing actor.


    Right?


    Lee Jiseok smiled as if he had been praised too.


    Seo-jun joined their conversation.


    He had a thermos in his hand.


    He had asked the staff for the fake poison recipe and got a whole thermos of lemon tea from Anh Da Ho, who had a red nose.


    Well, lemon tea is good too.


    Teacher. Do you want some lemon tea?


    Sure. That sounds good.


    What about me?


    Just wait a bit.


    Seo-jun handed him a cup of lemon tea and sat next to them, sipping his lemon tea.


    Park Wonyul smiled and said.


    Is this the last filming?


    Yes. If theres no additional filming, this is the last one.


    Then lets do our best until the end.


    And so, the filming in Yeongwol, Danjongs exile place, came to an end.