Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 140

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Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 15

Chapter 40: Lazy Lazy, Beating Up (5)

“Do you think it makes sense for someone who suddenly appeared to defeat Sanggwan Hong in one fell swoop?”

Of course I think that makes no sense.

He's not some neighborhood mutt, and he's not someone that can be easily taken advantage of by Hong So-hyeop.

“Then, if the brother of the above-mentioned falcon is an unimaginable master, why hasn’t he been known at all until now? If the younger brother of the above-mentioned falcon was as great as that master, how could his name not have been known until now?”

Of course, Namgung Hye's question was something that Wei Su-ryeon could not answer at all, and Wei Su-ryeon found a very simple solution.

bang!

“Brother!”

Wei Shulien found a neat solution. If you have any questions, just ask the person in question. There is no need for her to bother.

Wei Shulian rushed to the giant worm on the bed and pulled off the blanket.

“Awww.”

Although Wei Yanhu squirmed and rebelled, he could not escape the hands of Wei Shulian, who had been taking off Wei Yanhu's blanket for years.

“Brother! Brother! Wake up!”

"……why?"

As Wei Yanhu raised his head with a sleepy face, Wei Shulian grabbed his sleeve and asked.

“Brother, where did you become such a master? You could probably even outsmart your older brother.”

Wi Yeon-ho frowned sharply.

“Are you waking up a sleeping person just to ask that?”

"huh."

As Wei Shulian smiled innocently, Wei Yanhu sighed.

“I heard you met a ghost.”

“Ghost?”

“He’s a ghost, a devil, or something like that.”

“Explain it so I can understand!”

Wi Yeon-ho sighed and began to tell what had happened to him.

As he listened to his words, Wei Shulian's face changed from moment to moment.

“……That’s what happened.”

“…….”

Wei Shulian looked at Wei Yanhu with a bewildered expression and asked back.

“So to sum it up, after I separated from my older brother that day, I fell into a strange cave, where I met a ghost who claimed to be the greatest person in the world from 300 years ago and learned martial arts from him, is that what you’re saying?”

“That’s correct!”

Wi Yeon-ho felt like he was about to cry.

Up until now, Wei Shulian was the first person who understood and accepted his words in one go. Wei Yanhu felt the love of family and was delighted.

“I can’t not believe this…….”

Wei Shulian looked at Wei Yanhu with a subtle gaze.

It's absurd to hear only what's being said, but if that weren't the case, the sudden rise in Wei Yanhu's inaction would be inexplicable.

And Wei Shulian also fully understood that Wei Yanhu was not the type of person who would cultivate on his own will unless he met a ghost.

In his eyes, he is a cute older brother, but to others, he is a lazy piece of human garbage.

“Brother, it would be better not to tell that story to anyone else.”

“……I guess so?”

“Yeah. I think there’s a high chance that I’ll be treated like a crazy person. Let’s just say I met a hermit in the mountains and learned martial arts from him.”

“I was thinking that might be a good idea too.”

Wei Shulian nodded vigorously.

'I don't know who that person is, but this is definitely not a good situation.'

I heard that the martial arts that were originally meant to be passed on to others have returned to Wi Yeon-ho, but if a descendant of Wi Yeon-ho's teacher appears and demands his martial arts skills, he may have no choice but to hand over the martial arts skills.

'It can't be a lie.'

Based on Wi Yeon-ho's testimony, it was clear that he was no ordinary expert. Furthermore, there was no room for doubt when you consider that he had changed Wi Yeon-ho this much in five years.

“Let’s get on the same page for now.”

“Yeah. Well, whatever.”

Wi Yeon-ho looked at her as if to ask if she could go to sleep now that she had said everything she wanted to say, and Wi Su-ryeon slowly nodded and left the room.

'I have a feeling something might go wrong.'

The one that didn't fit was bound to be twisted. It's certainly strange that the world's laziest person has such martial arts skills.

Hana Wisuryeon smiled brightly and blew away her worries.

“Hey, it’s you, brother.”

I don't know about other people, but his brother was not the type of person to cause trouble, even if it was just out of annoyance.

So, there will be no disturbance in the world of martial arts because of Wei Yanhu.

But Wei Shulien didn't know.

This means that Wei Yanhu has already caused enough accidents and is wandering around, and that Wei Yanhu must somehow travel and gain experience in order to survive.

* * *

“Get off the carriage……?”

Seomun Da-yeon desperately searched for words to comfort Wi Yeon-ho as she watched his distorted face.

“First of all, you are a patient.”

“That’s true, but…….”

Wi Yeon-ho trembled.

What kind of carriage is this?

Wasn't this the carriage that Wei Yanhu himself had personally built and remodeled into a soft and comfortable carriage for a comfortable journey? But did he have to leave that carriage and go to Luoyang on foot?

It was absolutely impossible.

but…….

Wi Yeon-ho looked at the limping Shangguanhong, his mouth watering. Seeing Shangguanhong glaring at him with eyes full of resentment, his heart naturally weakened.

'It's a pity.'

It wasn't intentional, but maybe that's why the price of the Sang-Gwan-Se-Ga is cut off.

Besides, the current Sang-Wan Hong was not only unable to walk, but also unable to ride a horse. It would be better to walk, and if he rode a horse, something terrible would happen.

Wei Yanhu, who remembered the pain in his groin when he was dragged by Wei Shanhu in the past to ride a horse, could not bring himself to ask Shangguan Hong to ride a horse.

“……I can’t do it.”

Although Wei Yanhu was lazy, he was not a man without a conscience.

“It will be soft.”

“Ugh!”

Sanggwan Hong trembled every time he saw Wi Yeonho.

Wei Yanhu boldly accepted the gaze. If someone else had glared at Wei Yanhu with such eyes, they would have poked their eyes with their fingers to see if there was ink in them, but at this moment, Shangguan Hong was the only person, aside from his family, who had the right to look at Wei Yanhu with such eyes.

In the end, Sang-Wan Hong turned his head away.

“Ride carefully.”

Sanggwanhong nodded to the horse that was supporting him and opened the carriage door.

"wait a minute."

But there was someone who stopped him from being impatient.

Lee Seol-hwa ran towards him, pushed aside Sanggwan Hong, and stuck her head into the carriage first.

“Huh?”

Lee Seol-hwa, who had gathered a lot of things from the carriage, climbed onto the carriage and started to stack things on top of each other.

'bedding?'

Sanggwanhong opened his eyes wide.

No, why is the blanket coming out from inside there?

Why would a blanket fit inside a carriage?

And why did you put that blanket on the roof of the carriage?

Gong Mu-jin watched with satisfaction as Lee Seol-hwa tidied up the blanket.

'I raised one disciple well.'

Look at the way he laid out a blanket so that his master would not feel uncomfortable while riding.

'I should have done better a long time ago.'

It's not like your skills will improve just because you're being pushed around, but I feel like I've been being too pushy all this time.

As I was making up my mind to make sure that from now on, Lee Seol-hwa would only walk on a path of flowers, Lee Seol-hwa finished tidying up and got off the carriage. Then, without even looking at Sanggwan Hong, she approached Gong Mu-jin.

“Oh, yeah.”

However, Lee Seol-hwa, who had even passed Gong Mu-jin, looked at Wi Yeon-ho, who was standing behind Gong Mu-jin, and spoke in a somewhat blunt tone.

“I’m done cleaning up.”

“Huh?”

“You can ride on the roof.”

"oh!"

Wi Yeon-ho climbed onto the carriage, smiling happily. A sense of satisfaction welled up in him as he met the soft blanket again.

“Oh my god.”

Gong Mu-jin opened his mouth blankly as he watched Wi Yeon-ho digging into the blanket as if he hadn't slept in two days, even though he had been lying down until this morning.

“Snow flower.”

"yes?"

“Me, should I walk?”

“…….”

Gong Mu-jin tightly closed his eyes at the sight of Lee Seol-hwa looking into the distant sky without answering.

Are these the tears that are moistly flowing out of my eyes?

They say there is no use in raising a daughter, no, a disciple… … .

Gong Mu-jin let out a deep sigh as he looked at Lee Seol-hwa, who was never making eye contact with him.

'Yes, you can.'

Gong Mu-jin, who was awakened to love for his disciples and his country, did not direct his arrows of criticism at Lee Seol-hwa.

'But you can't do that!'

Taking the place of the elders and having a good time… … .

“Are you sleeping?”

already?

How long has it been since you laid down and you're already asleep!

Have you mastered the art of sleeping? How can you fall into such deep sleep as soon as your head touches the pillow? Even though you slept all day yesterday!

“Ugh.”

I felt a stabbing pain in my stomach.

A person without a voice has a stomachache!

“Public opinion.”

Gong Mu-jin turned his head helplessly after hearing Seo Moon-da-yeon's voice.

“I think it’s time to leave now……”

Gong Mu-jin seemed to know what Seomun Da-yeon was trying to say. Lee Seol-hwa would ride the horse-riding stone, and the others would walk. Then, what would Gong Mu-jin do?

Should we walk with the other reviewers, or… … .

Gong Mu-jin turned his head weakly.

Gong Mu-jin, whose eyes met with Peng Do-hyung's, opened his mouth.

“Hey, you.”

“Yes, Gong Daehyeop.”

“Go and buy a horse.”

“…….”

Slowly, slowly.

The officials were in a miserable state.

Horses have been extremely precious since ancient times. Furthermore, the price of a proper fine horse is much higher than the price of a decent house.

So, there was no way there could be a proper market in a rural area like this, and the only thing available was a donkey that looked like it was about to collapse.

“…….”

The officials who followed the carriage on the donkey's back could not help but feel something tugging at their hearts.

'Why am I being treated like this?'

Think about it.

He is a civil servant.

If you were to say Plum Blossom Swordsman Gong Mu-jin, wouldn't he be recognized as one of the leading swordsmen of his time? Of course, someone like that would ride a flawless white horse and stride through the world, but in reality, he had to ride a donkey that didn't even have a booger in its eye and walk the public road unsteadily.

“It’s all that guy’s fault.”

Until recently, Gong Mu-jin thought that meeting Wei Yan-ho was a blessing. But recently, his thoughts have changed.

“……That might be the god of disaster.”

Gong Mu-jin shivered at the thought that he might have encountered an evil spirit that was bringing misfortune.

If it was just him, it would be fine, but when I thought that even his disciples were being swept away by that devil, I decided that it was time to take special measures.

"how……."

At that moment, Gong Mu-jin raised his head.

'what?'

I notice two people walking slowly in front of me.

Gong Mujin's body began to tense up. Just by looking at the sight, his body automatically pulled at his muscles, feeling as if he was preparing for the battle that was to come.

'Who are you!'

Who could make the world's best public servants feel this way?

Gong Mu-jin slowly turned his head.

This is not the only place, so even if a crisis comes… … .

“Are you sleeping?”

Gong Mu-jin's forehead turned red when he saw Wi Yeon-ho lying down and sleeping calmly.