Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 162

# 162

Taejonbirok Volume 7 Episode 12

Chapter 45: Lazy Man, Doing Business (1)

Although Wei Yanhu committed the crime, it was actually the governor of Luoyang and Zheng Wu Meng who caused the chaos.

Why not?

That night, a thousand or so armed men broke down the gate and barged in.

huh?

Wasn't it Wei Yanho who broke the gate?

What did you hear?

Wi Yeon-ho was a royal inspector. He was not just any royal inspector, but a royal inspector who had been personally bestowed with his sacred golden sword by the Royal Inspector General. How serious must it have been for such a royal inspector to be chased by thugs?

huh?

Is the inspector higher than the governor?

Of course not. Even though the censor has the power of inspection, if he has not committed a crime, he cannot dare to say that he is higher than the governors who hold military power. Of course, that is natural.

But that's what I'm saying.

If a royal inspector carrying the Royal Inspector's Sword were to suffer a disaster in Luoyang City, what would happen?

Of course, the wrath of the Minister of Justice, that is, Lee Wang-ya, would pour out on Luoyang.

Of course, if you are the governor of Luoyang, you will be a man who can finish off the last of his kind, but there are people who can deal with that last of his kind.

So how could the governor of Luoyang not be excited?

And the arrow returned straight to Jeongmu Alliance.

Why?

Oh, really, this guy.

You, a person who studies martial arts history, don't you know that?

Originally, it was said that the government and the martial arts world had a principle of non-aggression, but how could the government not hold the martial artists responsible when they collectively tried to kill the royal inspector?

Besides, isn't that Luoyang?

The governor was tacitly approving of the faction's establishment in Luoyang on the grounds that it was helpful in maintaining public order, but the military men were clearly running wild and jumping around like locusts in the place where the faction was, so it was understandable for him to become angry.

So, it is said that Jeongmu-myeong also had a hard time trying to handle the situation.

huh?

What did Wi Yeon-ho do in the meantime?

What about Wi Yeon-ho?

No, why are you asking such an obvious question?

Of course, Wei Yanhu… … .

huh.

Yeah, that's it. Yeah.

… … You must have slept.

Then who did the training?

What is that… … .

* * *

The expression on Gongmujin's face was very subtle.

Sungcheon Jeongmu Alliance.

The representative force of this era, which supports the volcano he belongs to, is the Sungcheon Jeongmu Alliance.

A person of the rank of military officer of the Sungcheon Jeongmu Alliance was someone that could not be easily met even by a public official. Depending on how you think about it, the position of military officer of the Jeongmu Alliance was more influential than the chief of the Hwasan.

Gong Mu-jin gulped as he looked at the divinely skilled soldier Jo Hyeon of the Jeongmu Alliance.

Shin Gi-su-sa Jo Hyeon was a man of great reputation as a gentleman and a great man. He was also known to be a very cool-headed person, to the point that it was said that even when the elites he had trained with all his heart and soul were annihilated in an instant during the past rebellion of the Demonic Cult, he gave the next order without changing his expression.

'No one has ever seen this person's expression like this.'

However, Gong Mu-jin could clearly see the strangely distorted face of the mysterious investigator Jo Hyeon. How many people in the world have seen Jo Hyeon’s face like that?

"therefore……."

It would not be an illusion for him to feel that Jo Hyun's voice was slightly trembling.

“Is everything you just said true?”

"yes."

It was a strange feeling of guilt that he felt, even though he himself had not committed any crime.

Jo Hyun's gaze turned to the side and turned to Seo Moon Da Yeon.

Seomun Da-yeon nodded absentmindedly without even opening her mouth.

'I'm so uncomfortable.'

As things were, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she, a mere member of the Non-Yeon Gak, would never face the military in her entire life. And for her to be in this position of one of only three was impossible unless she was a spy for the Demonic Cult and faced the military in the torture chamber.

"therefore……."

Even the world's best Jo Hyeon-do kept opening his mouth to say something and then stopping, as if he couldn't understand the current situation.

“You sold it?”

“……Yes.”

“The Sword Emperor’s Treasure?”

Yes, I understand your feelings, military man.

But what can you do, that's the reality.

“To be exact, it’s not that I sold it, but rather that I was allowed to transcribe it.”

“Are you saying that you received two nyang of gold and let me transcribe the best secret recipe in the world, the best in the world…?”

“Yes.”

"therefore!"

Gong Mu-jin had to try hard to hold back his laughter as he watched Jo Hyeon, who was unable to continue speaking.

His feelings were very complicated at the moment.

It was heartbreaking to see Jo Hyun flustered, but on the other hand, it was also incredibly enjoyable to know that there was one more person who had to worry because of Wi Yeon-ho.

'I can't be the only one who suffers from this.'

“What, what is this…….”

Jo Hyun sighed with a blank expression.

“If we make a mistake, in ten years the streets might be filled with the world’s best swords.”

Of course, not everyone can reach the realm just because they have the secret. As Baek Mu-han explained to Wi Yeon-ho in the past, the secret alone cannot contain the essence of martial arts. The secret is only a guidebook.

Furthermore, it is not true that everyone who learns good martial arts can become the best. Even if they learn the same martial arts from the same school, some become the best in the world, while others lose and never make a name for themselves in the martial arts world.

So, it's not something to worry about that much, but… … .

“……No, don’t do that!”

no!

Even so, isn't this a bit too much?

People are supposed to think and live! How dare you throw that away!

“What on earth were you thinking?”

“He said that he was happy because he made money, the people were happy because they got a salary, and overall, he said that there was nothing better than not shedding blood.”

“Ugh.”

If you just look at the words, it's all correct.

In some ways, you could say that one young man neatly solved the problem that the Jeongmu Alliance was unable to solve by actively stepping forward.

But who knows what kind of disaster this lethal emergency will bring later? Perhaps a bomb has been dropped on the world of martial arts right now.

After pondering for a while, Jo Hyeon raised his head and asked Gong Mu-jin.

“So where is that young man now?”

The sun was warm and the bed was soft.

Wi Yeon-ho was enjoying his long-awaited rest to the fullest.

'It's peaceful.'

How long has it been since we had peace?

It was the first time in months that I felt properly rested since I first entered the temple.

People who have always been busy would often find it hard to bear the boredom if they suddenly had free time, but Wei Yanhui was a man who could completely relax whenever he had the time.

It was the same even then.

You will find out if you lie curled up in bed and roll up your blanket.

This is heaven.

Wi Yeon-ho was enjoying his peaceful time to the fullest, to the point where he was worried that he might be euthanized.

dripping!

There is a knock on the door.

“Umm…….”

Wi Yeon-ho frowned slightly and looked at the door. Since it was a temporary residence provided by the Jeongmu Alliance, not many people knew that he was there.

Among them, who would be the one to come find him?

Wi Yeon-ho, who had been pondering, opened his mouth. He had decided that if Gong Mu-jin had come to harass him, he would not have knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Then the door opened with a creaking sound.

“Huh?”

In front of the door, unexpectedly, Lee Seol-hwa was standing there holding a large tray.

“What's going on?”

“Have a meal.”

"ah!"

A warm smile appeared on Wei Yanho's face.

It's rice, rice.

Aren't humans supposed to eat and sleep, then eat and sleep again?

Wi Yeon-ho opened his eyes wide as he looked at the rice in Lee Seol-hwa’s hand.

If you were to choose the thing that changed the most in Wi Yeon-ho since meeting Baek Mu-han, it would be, without a doubt, his appetite.

In the past, Wi Yeon-ho lived in the world with the attitude that he could sleep even when he was hungry, but after living in a cave with Baek Mu-han for five years and eating moss, Wi Yeon-ho came to realize how great food in the human world was.

but…….

It was so warm under the blanket.

Even though I know I have to go out, my body just won't move. It's all because I've been working too hard. How much trouble did I have to go from Wuhan to Luoyang?

As Wi Yeon-ho hesitated, Lee Seol-hwa glanced at him, walked into the room, and placed a tray in front of the bed.

"huh?"

Then he picked up the dumplings on the plate with his chopsticks and brought them in front of Wi Yeon-ho.

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho looked at the dumplings with a subtle gaze.

Something, what is this… … .

Lying still and having a dumpling enter his mouth is something Wei Yanhui had always dreamed of.

I'm sure all the lazy people in the world have felt at least once that it's a hassle to eat with their own hands. Every time that happens, I think about it.

Oh, how nice it would be if food could just enter my mouth on its own.

If you want to, you can do it. But it's a dream that you eventually have to give up because moving food with a fork and bringing it to your mouth is a thousand times harder than picking it up with your hands and eating it.

What I had hoped for even in my dreams is now unfolding before my eyes.

but…….

'Something feels strange?'

Doing this made me feel like I was giving up my dignity as a human being.

Still, isn't eating with your own hands the minimum basic rule that an adult human being should follow?

“Ugh…….”

Wi Yeon-ho's mouth opened slightly as he was thinking.

It doesn't have to be like this every time.

There aren't many days in life when you can be this lazy. Just close your eyes and take it this once.

When Wi Yeon-ho, who had finished thinking, opened his mouth, Lee Seol-hwa put a dumpling in without saying anything.

“Ugh…….”

While chewing on a dumpling, Wei Yanhu was able to realize one of the truths of life.

The most delicious food is the food that someone else makes, and the most delicious food is the food that someone else makes and feeds you. I don't know why Lee Seol-hwa is feeding herself, but if I can eat the food without using my own hands, why bother? Just give it to me and I'll take it…

Bam!

At that moment, the door opened and Gongmujin came in, his eyes wide open.

He saw Wei Yeon-ho lying in bed with his head sticking out from under the blanket, eating the dumplings that Lee Seol-hwa was giving him with his mouth wide open.

Gong Mu-jin and Lee Seol-hwa's eyes met.

Suddenly.

Lee Seol-hwa, who suddenly got up from her seat, bowed deeply to Gong Mu-jin and quickly left the room.

“Seo, Seol…….”

Before he could even call out anything, Lee Seol-hwa's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

“Huh? Do you need to go to the bathroom?”

When Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head as if he didn't understand, Gong Mu-jin smiled brightly.

Srrrrrr.

“Huh? Why are you pulling out the black one?”

Gong Mu-jin, with a smiling face, ran towards Wi Yeon-ho and shouted.

“I won’t give you my disciple, you damned brat!”

Gong Mu-jin's love for his disciples was endless.