Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 119

# 119

Taejonbirok Volume 5 Episode 19

Chapter 36: Wooden Man and Stone Heart (4)

“What about mine?”

“It may be dangerous to take Mine by carriage. This situation won’t last long, so for now, we will lock him up in the underground prison of the branch office, and when the people return, we will send him to the main camp.”

“But there must be the author’s testimony.”

“Or I will send a message to the main body just now and ask them to send someone to collect the interest.”

“Umm…….”

Certainly, it seemed safer than taking Kwak Hwan with Seomun Da-yeon now. Moreover, if she were to take Kwak Hwan, she would have to rely entirely on Wei Yan-ho for subduing him, and it was burdensome to continuously ask him, an outsider, to do such things.

“Then I would like to ask you to do so.”

“Yes. And the travel expenses to Luoyang.”

Seomun Da-yeon bowed deeply as she respectfully accepted the envelope that Gongson-hyeong offered.

“Thank you for your consideration.”

“I have also put a temporary ID card inside, which guarantees the identity of the Jeongmu Alliance. If you have that, you should have no trouble getting to Luoyang.”

Seomun Da-yeon got on the carriage.

“Then, good luck.”

“Yes. Please take care on your way.”

“Let’s go!”

Seomun Da-yeon, who had shouted, “Get in the carriage!”, slowly drove the carriage out of the branch office.

Looking at that sight, Gongsunhyung clicked his tongue.

“What a strange sight.”

Gongsunhyung, who was shaking his head, went inside to write a letter to send to Bonmeng.

The carriage proceeded to Luoyang without any particular problems.

For Wei Yan-ho, who had no particular complaints about being carried on a cart, the carriage was extremely comfortable, and thanks to the meticulous renovation he had put into it, he felt like he was traveling while lying on a bed.

“Oh, it would be the best if the carriage lid could open.”

After all, traveling is best enjoyed when you feel the wind, but it was a shame that I couldn't feel the wind while I was in the carriage. But I didn't want to leave my cozy converted bed and go up to the roof.

“Is it far?”

"no."

“Can we go a little faster?”

“I will try.”

Seomun Da-yeon shook the reins and hurried the horses.

“What the heck are you doing…….”

The first non-regular group is the organization that handles information about the political alliance. However, in reality, the political alliance relies on the openness of most of its information, so the work of the non-regular group is closer to dealing with those who cannot open up.

While the beggars of openness gather information from the revealed places, the non-exposed ones gather information from the hidden places.

To do this, each and every one of them must be intelligent, naturally have high morale, and have the patience to endure.

The fact that Seomun Da-yeon was a member of the first unit of Biyeon-gak, even though she had not graduated from Jamryongmu-gwan for long, was a testament to how talented she was.

But right now, the talented woman was so busy driving the horse and gathering feed for it that she didn't have any time for it.

“……This is a waste of manpower.”

She knew that the world didn't always work rationally, but no matter how she thought about it, this situation was the height of irrationality.

What was even sadder was that the sun was setting before we even reached the village.

A person who knew the road well would have distributed the route appropriately and found places to rest, but such distribution was impossible for her, who knew how to drive a carriage but had never traveled by carriage before.

“The sun is setting.”

The sunset falling over there.

And the carriage is still going up the mountain.

Those two things lead to only one conclusion.

“The above is a small argument.”

"yes?"

“I think we’ll have to go camping.”

“Camping?”

“Yes. We’ve entered the mountain path, but it seems too far to the village. It’s dark, and there might be an accident if we go down the road, so I think we should stop the carriage somewhere and sleep.”

“I guess there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

“No problem.”

Seomun Da-yeon found a suitable place to park the carriage without delay and pulled it over. She untied the horses and tied a long rope to them so they could graze, and she took out the water jug that was placed on the back of the carriage and prepared water for the horses to drink before she could straighten her back.

“……The coachman had this much work to do.”

They say you don't know until you try, and I thought it was just about driving a carriage, but managing the horses was no easy task.

“Excuse me, what should we eat?”

“Let’s eat something dry.”

“Can I not light a fire?”

“I'm fine.”

If you listen to it, it might sound like she was telling her to stop making unnecessary trouble and just rest comfortably, but to her, who had now made up her mind about Wi Yeon-ho, it sounded completely different.

'It seems like you won't get off the carriage even if you die.'

When camping, I couldn't help but think about one problem.

It's bedtime.

Usually, even if you travel by carriage, you cannot sleep in the carriage, so you have to prepare a separate sleeping place.

But now, didn't Wei Yanhu make a bed inside the carriage? Then, the question remains as to who will use the bed? Men and women are different, so they can't both sleep inside, so eventually, one person will have to sleep outside…

“……Where are you sleeping?”

“I’ll just stay here. Sleep well.”

Look at me!

That, that! I told you to think ahead and do that!

How can a person be so mean?

“I…… the above small business.”

"yes?"

“I drove a carriage a lot today, and there was a lot of dust, and my back hurts a lot because of the hard, rattling floor…….”

“Oh, then you should rest quickly. I won’t make you talk anymore, so go to sleep quickly.”

“…….”

Seomun Da-yeon looked at the sky after the sun had set.

But she's still a woman.

If a man is with a young woman, wouldn't he be a little more considerate?

If she's been through all this trouble driving the carriage, maybe she could get a little more sleep.

'Bam! You're going to get a boil on my back!'

What's the use if everything looks fine?

The insides are rotten, the insides!

Seomun Da-yeon shivered and moved into the mountains. Before it got any colder, she had to gather some branches and make a fire. She was in a situation where she would have to sleep overnight on straw or something, but if she couldn’t make a fire, she might get cold and her mouth might turn.

After I had diligently gathered sticks and lit a fire with flint, quite some time had already passed.

Seomun Da-yeon sat by the fire and chewed dried fish.

“It’s hard.”

The wind is cold too.

She felt a chill rising and came closer to the fire, then looked at the carriage with eyes full of resentment.

I feel sick when I think of Wei Yan-ho rolling around in bed alone in that warm carriage.

Of course, it wasn't that she had ill feelings toward Wei Yanhu from the beginning. However, anyone could be confident that if they spent just three days with Wei Yanhu, all their positive feelings would disappear.

“Still, Prince Wisanho was a gentleman in his own right.”

Her eyes became slightly hazy as she recalled the coral reef.

Although it was not easy to approach because of the heavy atmosphere, Weichan was the object of admiration for many women.

A handsome face, a high-spirited stance, and a passion that digs endlessly into his sword.

Moreover, the consideration he occasionally showed was enough to melt a woman's heart.

“……But why are you doing that?”

Even though we are blood brothers, why are we so different?

If your face isn't as pretty as a coral reef, you should at least have a better personality.

We were born in the same place, received the same education, and grew up together, but I had no idea how we ended up like such different brothers.

"therefore!"

She was about to complain more, but she closed her mouth and turned her head away.

I felt a presence from far away.

'On this night?'

There is a saying, “If a good person does not come, a bad person will come.” If someone wandering the mountains at night came looking for Buddha, one could not help but be on guard.

Seomun Da-yeon opened her mouth quietly.

“Small group.”

But there was no answer.

“Small and medium scale!”

“Huh?”

A half-awake voice is heard.

'You fell asleep in the meantime.'

You sleep all the way in the carriage, and then you sleep again. How much sleep do you need to be satisfied?

“Someone is coming. Be careful.”

"yes."

A brief reply came, as if it was a bother.

It's true, but what's the use of telling it?

She secretly turned the hilt of her dagger closer to her.

Soon after, three men appeared in front of her.

"excuse me."

One of the men stepped forward and threw a lottery ticket.

“They are not suspicious people, so please do not be too cautious. I was wandering around the mountains on business and came here after seeing the fire. If it is not too much of a bother, could I take a short rest? I was looking at the mountains at night as a joke, but my body temperature kept dropping, and I thought that if it continued like this, something big would happen.”

Seomun Da-yeon saw the men reflected in the fire and got up from her seat to play lottery.

“I would like to light a fire for you, but I feel reluctant to spend the night with you as a woman. I advise you to drink some alcohol and quickly descend the mountain.”

“I have a favor to ask. We are the ones who came after Madou. We are not a group of evildoers. I am Zuo Yang of the Bokwonmun of Zhengzhou.”

“If it’s a restoration text, then it’s a shaman’s?”

The man smiled brightly.

“I am ashamed to say this, but I am following in the footsteps of a shaman.”

“Ha, you’re a fool. I’ve heard of the restoration gate’s name before.”

If it was the Restoration Sect, she had heard of it before. However, given her nature in dealing with information, it was only something she had heard of often. If she had tried to impersonate someone, she would have used a more plausible sect name, or she would have used the name of a nearby sect.

“How are you, Mr. Hyung?”

The man smiled broadly.

“There is no one with the last name Hyung in the text.”

She smiled as the final check was completed.

“Excuse me. Please come this way.”

The men each threw their lottery tickets and went to the bonfire to warm themselves.

“Why are you sleeping in a place like this on a night like this? Are you also chasing Madou?”

“No. I was on my way and I ended up stranded in the mountains.”

“Oh, my. The nights in the mountains are dangerous. You’d better be careful next time.”

Everyone seemed to have prepared themselves and began taking out dried meat and beef jerky from their luggage.

“But you said Madura?”

“That is…….”

The left-hand side hesitated as if it was difficult.

“Actually, I can’t say that it’s a big deal, but it’s embarrassing to bring it up in front of you…….”

“I am also a woman of the Gangho. May I hear what is going on?”

“It’s nothing serious. It’s just that… um, one of the perverts showed up again and is currently on the run….”

“Did you say I’m a pervert?”

Certainly, I could understand that situation. It would have been embarrassing to bring up the word pervert in front of a woman.

“Yes. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but the notorious detective Seo Ju-ak from the past has resurfaced.”

That was the moment.

Boom!

The carriage door opened violently as if it were going to fall off, and Wei Yanhu, with his eyes filled with wonder, stuck his head out.

“……Who are you?”