Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 130

# 130

Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 5

Chapter 38: Lazy, Bored (5)

"huh?"

The eyes of the official and the person standing outside the door met each other.

Gong Mu-jin looked up and down at the person standing outside the door.

Slightly smaller than average height.

However, her cute face, combined with her short stature, made her look even cuter. With her hair braided into flower shapes, she looked like a fairy.

It was a little disappointing that he was wearing a military uniform, but he was cute enough with that.

The cute woman was looking at the officials with a puzzled look on her face, holding a tray in her hand.

'Huh?'

The tray was full of food.

It looks like he brought breakfast.

But there were a few strange things.

First, no matter how much times have changed, it was not acceptable for a woman to visit a man's room in the morning.

Second, it was also unusual for the reason for coming to personally prepare breakfast for someone I had only seen a few times.

And the third, biggest problem is… … .

“Seo, Seolhwa?”

The person outside the door was Lee Seol-hwa, Gong Mu-jin's disciple.

“S, Master?”

“Why are you here?”

“Why is the Master here?”

For a long time, the two looked at each other in silence.

After a while, Lee Seol-hwa quietly lowered her head and entered the room with slow steps.

Then he put the food down on the table and walked out of the room again.

widely.

I heard the door close.

“Oh, it’s rice.”

Wi Yeon-ho began to eat the food that Lee Seol-hwa had brought without any hesitation.

The face of Gong Mu-jin, who was quietly watching the scene, began to tremble.

Slurp.

Gongmujin quietly drew his sword.

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head as he watched Gong Mu-jin draw his sword.

“Would you like to eat duck?”

While he was worrying about not having anything to cut the roasted duck with, Gongmujin drew his sword.

“Look here.”

"yes?"

“When I think about it, it seems like the training ground isn’t the important thing. A martial artist doesn’t know when or where to draw his sword, and isn’t it also a stereotype to think that training must be done in a wide open space? In order for a person to achieve a state of mastery, they must first break away from such stereotypes.”

“Could you please explain it in more detail? It’s too long.”

Gong Mu-jin nodded.

You want me to clean it up?

I need to organize it.

Woof!

Gongmujin's sword roared violently and flew towards Wiyeonho.

“Eek?”

Wei Yanho was eating when he suddenly saw a sword flying towards him and stepped back in shock.

“Why are you doing this!”

A blood-curdling voice came out of Gong Mu-jin's mouth as he rushed towards Wi Yeon-ho.

“I won’t give you my disciple! You little rascal!”

It was the day when Plum Blossom Sword Ghost Gong Mu-jin opened his eyes to his disciple's love.

Lee Seol-hwa picked up the egg with worried eyes.

“Are you okay?”

Lee Seol-hwa rubbed Gong Mu-jin's eyes, which were bruised and bloodshot, with an egg, looking worried.

“Ugh.”

Gong Mu-jin groaned.

“Master.”

My heart warmed as I saw Lee Seol-hwa rubbing her face with an egg. It is said that a father realizes his love for his daughter when she gets married.

Until now, he had thought of her as just a disciple, but after experiencing something like that this morning, Gong Mu-jin realized once again how cute and pretty his disciple was.

Look at it now.

Even that frowning expression was cute. It was a cuteness that could not be compared to that of the dark male disciples at the main temple.

But on the other hand… … .

A hateful face entered Gongmujin's eyes.

“Then why are you pulling out your sword so early in the morning?”

Gong Mu-jin's body trembled.

'Why did it have to be that guy!'

Of course, objectively speaking, as a drone, Wei Yanhou is amazing. I honestly cannot help but admit it.

Isn't that the case even now? I attacked a guy without a sword by surprise and this is the result.

If he had been hit with the scabbard, it would have ended with his eyeball becoming a blunt object, but if he had been properly scared, his head would have been split in half.

There is no one in history who has such skill at such an age. So, as a warrior, he was certainly a great person.

but!

“As a human, you’re trash!”

"yes?"

Gong Mu-jin, whose true feelings spilled out without him knowing, kept his mouth shut.

No matter how much I tried to look at it favorably, I couldn't possibly look at it favorably as a human being.

no!

If Wei Yanhu had not been related to him, he might have defended him, saying that laziness is not such a big flaw for someone with such talent.

but!

Gong Mu-jin's gaze turned to Lee Seol-hwa, who was rubbing the area around his eyes while glancing at Wi Yeon-ho.

‘Why of all things… … .’

There are so many men in the world, why did it have to be Wei Yanho?

If you take a person like that as your husband, you won't be able to make a living.

“Where did you say your house was?”

“I’m from Guangdong.”

“……Then you must have some money.”

"yes?"

It's a failure.

Unfortunately, the financial problem was solved by having a wealthy family. There was something wrong with a guy like that having a wealthy family.

Gong Mu-jin, who had concluded that the disciples of the pure Dojang Hwasan would not associate with the rich men of the secular world, asked again.

“Are you the eldest son?”

“I’m the second son.”

“…….”

Something keeps going wrong.

Eventually, the officials lost their temper.

“Heeeeeee! Before dirt gets in my eyes!”

I couldn't bring myself to say, 'I can't allow this.'

Phew!

Because the egg that was rubbing my eyes fell and flowed down.

“S, Master!”

Gong Mu-jin blankly looked at Lee Seol-hwa with a face like dripping eggs.

It wasn't on purpose, but he was so flustered by the official's words that his hands became tense.

“What a waste.”

Wi Yeon-ho looked at the eggs and smacked his lips.

I felt like I wanted to shove the whole carton of eggs into my mouth.

'No, maybe that's fortunate.'

What kind of guy is that?

If I say something wrong, dirt might really get into my eyes. Gong Mu-jin, who doesn’t want to close the coffin lid at a young age, sighed and wiped his face with the towel that Lee Seol-hwa had brought him.

“So where are you going?”

“I said I was going to Luoyang.”

“You don’t plan on going to the volcano?”

“I thought about it……”

“Have you tried it?”

Wi Yeon-ho asked fatly.

“Isn’t the volcano a volcano?”

A look of absurdity appeared on Gong Mu-jin's face.

Are there people in the world who don't know that volcanoes are volcanoes?

At least for someone who lives off of rice, there are things he should ask and things he shouldn't ask.

“……Then it would be impossible?”

“Isn’t it true that even the Taoist religion doesn’t allow eating meat?”

“I don’t recommend it.”

“Then if I go, all I’ll get is a bunch of grass.”

The officials kept their mouths shut.

“Then why don’t you go to the volcano?”

“I can’t live on grass alone.”

There are many people in the world.

And each person lives for their own reasons. Of course, just as there are many visitors to the volcano, there are also many people who are reluctant to visit the volcano for various reasons.

but…….

Among all those people, was there even one person in the world who said they would not climb the volcano because there was no meat?

“Is it that important?”

“It’s important. What in the world is more important than eating and sleeping?”

That's right.

That's true, but… … .

Why do those right words sound so sad?

“What do you plan to do when you go to Luoyang?”

“I hadn’t thought about that.”

“So you’re saying that you won’t stop by Huashan because you’re going to Luoyang without a purpose?”

“No. It’s because of the meat.”

“…….”

This guy is a no-no.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

How on earth did such a child come from the hands of the Zheng He Jian Wei Zheng Han?

Even so, a bearer under a tiger… … No, no matter how I look at it, Wi Yeon-ho seems stronger, so a bearer under a tiger… … This isn’t it either… … .

“Then we have no choice but to part ways here…….”

Kuk.

“Okay, wait a minute!”

I could see strength in Lee Seol-hwa's hand as she rubbed the egg again. As a trained inspector, he was able to detect it just by the subtle movements of her hand.

It's not a skill I learned to use in places like this.

Have you ever said one wrong word and ended up washing your face with egg again?

Gong Mu-jin raised his head and looked at Lee Seol-hwa quietly.

The facial expression itself is expressionless… … .

'What the heck is good about it!'

Gong Mu-jin thought that he had kept Lee Seol-hwa in the mountain for too long. The only people he had seen in the mountain were the death sentences, so his eyes regarding men had become strange.

It must have been strange to see a strange being like Wi Yeon-ho after seeing only people who devoted themselves to learning. But that wasn't affection.

'If we go back to the mountain like this, there will be problems.'

Affection is a subtle thing, so even if it isn't true affection, if you keep doing it, true affection may develop.

If you take him to the volcano now, he might think about Wi Yeon-ho and his affection for him might harden. The best way would be to make him watch Wi Yeon-ho a little longer so that he can let go of his affection on his own.

The officials could be sure.

Because the opponent is Wei Yanho.

Even if you are a person with a lot of greed, if you see Wei Yanhui being lazy for seven days, you won't be able to stand it without burning your greed.

“Then we will come along too.”

"yes?"

“Didn’t you say you were going to Luoyang?”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded.

“Since I came here to gain experience anyway, it would be good to show Seolhwa the Jeongcheon Maeng. Don’t you think so?”

Lee Seol-hwa nodded.

“Yes, I miss you.”

“In that sense, I ask for your continued support.”

“……Are you not even going to listen to my opinion?”

“Hehehe, wouldn’t that be good for both of us?”

“It seems like our thoughts are completely different.”

“Don’t worry. No matter what I do, I am not unaware of the great and powerful hero, and how could I just let his son go to Luoyang without an escort?”

“Escort?”

Even without being pointed out, the officials knew very well how nonsensical their words were.

It was more realistic to worry about the tiger being killed by a rabbit in the mountains rather than guarding Wei Yanhu.

“Martial arts aren’t everything. You’re not immune to things like ambushes or poison. So I might be able to help you with those.”

“Why would I eat poison?”

“The world of martial arts is a scary place. Can you say that you have no grudges until now?”

"yes."

"……huh?"

Wi Yeon-ho said with a calm face.

“I don’t think I’ve ever really earned anyone’s resentment?”

Of course, if it had been Nokmokpung or Gwak Dosan, it would have been blood-spitting words, but it was not something that Gongmujin could have known.

“Haha, that’s because you haven’t thought about it deeply enough. Where, is your grudge the only grudge? You should think about your family.”

“Umm…….”

Wi Yeon-ho had no choice but to admit it.

Isn't there someone in his house who piles up resentment like a mountain, and builds a tower out of that mountain?

“There are more than a few people who hold a grudge against the great swordsman. The Madou bastards in particular hold a grudge against the great swordsman. Those people will not come after you openly. So if you accompany me, you can escape such threats.”

Gong Mu-jin smiled with satisfaction.

“So, what do you think?”

Then Wi Yeon-ho smiled and answered.

“You don’t like it?”

“Ugh.”

Now, it was a civil servant who wasn't particularly surprising.