Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 135

# 135

Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 10

Chapter 39: The Lazy Man, Reunited (5)

“The above is a small matter!”

Lee Seol-hwa screamed.

It would be more accurate to say that it was a scream mixed with absurdity rather than a scream.

Wi Yeon-ho got hit.

Even though his master, the plum blossom swordsman Gong Mu-jin, used all his strength to spread his sword, it didn't even touch the collar of Wei Yan-ho's clothes. But it was so strange that Wei Yan-ho couldn't avoid the hand of such a young woman and got hit.

It would have been impossible even if Empress Wu had come, let alone Wu Bong.

But now the impossible has happened.

"what……."

Seomun Dayeon and Gong Mujin were equally embarrassed.

Everyone who knew who Wei Yanhu was looked at the situation with a puzzled look on their faces.

But none of them would be more absurd than Wei Yanhu.

“Uh uh…….”

Wi Yeon-ho shook his head with a blank expression.

What is going on?

Rather than anger, I was struck by absurdity. His counterattack, which had always been sharp in any situation, strangely did not work this time.

Since I first developed this habit, whenever Baek Mu-han attacked, I would counterattack without realizing it, and ended up getting hit more often than once or twice.

If you dare to throw a punch when your master is reprimanding you, you will get hit once, but things will get worse and you will often get hit dozens of times more.

I realized that if I continued like this, the number of mistakes I made would only increase, so I put in a lot of effort to fix it, but it was a habit that just wouldn't go away.

But now, Wei Yanho's hands were not moving at all, as if they were tied somewhere.

'Is it because I'm a woman?'

That can't be true.

Wi Yeon-ho was a philanthropist.

For Wei Yan-ho, who loved everyone equally, there was no distinction between men and women. If you touch a man or a woman, you will be beaten. Didn't he learn from Baek Mu-han the hard way and have it engraved deep in his bones that there is no gender or age in beatings?

But why didn't my hand move?

Than that!

“Why are you hitting me!”

Wi Yeon-ho jumped up from his seat and shouted.

“No, when did you see this woman beat someone up, a person! Who do you think has no hands? If I hit you with all my heart, you’ll die! When did you see her beat someone up!”

Not only was it a problem that he didn't fight back, but it was also a problem that a woman he saw for the first time slapped him out of the blue.

However, Jong Mi-ryeo, who had been reprimanded by Wi Yeon-ho, only trembled with an even more hardened expression.

“……When did you see it?”

Wi Yeon-ho shivered.

This is almost life.

What on earth does this woman have against me that she's spewing out so much anger?

After thinking about it carefully, Wi Yeon-ho realized that he had never once incurred such a grudge in his entire life.

“No, me!”

The moment Wi Yeon-ho was about to say something, Jong Mi-ryeo rushed at Wi Yeon-ho without saying a word.

Wi Yeon-ho bit his lip hard.

I don't know what the circumstances were, but Wi Yeon-ho was not a gentleman who would just accept a woman attacking him without even explaining herself.

No, isn't it Wei Yanhu who is the furthest from being a gentleman among the people here?

“Yeah!”

Wi Yeon-ho was sick of being hit and didn't want to be hit anymore.

With the intention of showing women a proper example, Wi Yeon-ho threw his fist at Jong Mi-ryeo who was rushing towards him.

Phew!

“Wow!”

But this time, Wei Yanho's hand did not move, and Zhong Miryeo's fist blew Wei Yanho's jaw away.

Wei Yanhu spun through the air like a top.

dump!

Jong Mi-ryeo rushed over to Wi Yeon-ho, who had fallen to the ground, and began to beat him violently with both hands.

"no!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"for a moment!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Let me…speak! You bitch!”

However, Jongmiryo recklessly struck Wiyeonho without any questions or answers. Although her hands were not equipped with any internal energy, her strikes were powerful enough to rival her internal energy.

A look of absurdity appeared in the eyes of those watching the scene.

“……I’m going to beat you to death.”

Sanggwan Hong almost applauded without realizing it.

The attack of Jong Mi-ryeo, who was climbing on top of Wi Yeon-ho and striking wildly, was equally powerful.

“Are you going to catch someone?”

“But why are you doing that? Are you my mortal enemy?”

If they were your mortal enemy, you would stab them with a sword. You wouldn't beat someone up like that, half out of cuteness and half out of spite.

Gong Mu-jin and Lee Seol-hwa were equally absurd. However, their absurdity was a bit different from that of Samryong Ilbong.

“Why is it right?”

If Wei Yanho wanted to, he wouldn't be able to touch even a single hair of Jong Mi Ryeo's power. But it was too strange that he didn't even dodge but instead took it in stride.

Of course, just as they thought it was strange, Wei Yanhui also thought it was strange.

'Why can't I counterattack?'

It may not be possible for the body to fight back naturally, but every time I tried to hit Jongmi-ryeo, who had been on top of me, my body would not move as if it was paralyzed.

His head was trying to make an example of the sassy brat in front of him, but his body was refusing to hit the woman in front of him.

“Why! Now! You showed up! Why!”

Jong Mi-ryeo, who had been beating Wi Yeon-ho violently, let out an incomprehensible sound.

“Even if it’s just a matter of circumstances! Ah, I know that you have to face it! Ouch!”

Wi Yeon-ho shouted.

“Don’t just hit the face! Don’t just hit the same place!”

Crack!

Jong Mi-ryeo returned the slap that Wei Yan-ho had been sending while he was yelling.

Anger welled up in Wei Yanhu's eyes.

'I said let's see.'

Now, Wei Yanhu, who was truly angry, looked up to strike.

“Huh?”

But at that moment, the strength left Wei Yanhui's hands.

Tears were welling up and falling from the eyes of the woman who was climbing on top of him.

“……How long have I been looking for it.”

'Why, why are you crying?'

What did I do wrong?

I feel like I did something wrong?

I don't know why, but the situation was telling me he was wrong.

People around me seemed to think so too.

“……I don’t know what it is, but it’s trash.”

“I was wrong.”

“You touched a woman’s heart.”

Tongue-clicking sounds can be heard here and there.

Wi Yeon-ho shook his head and resisted.

“Oh, no!”

I swear Wei Yanhui has never done anything like that.

But even the government officials were not on his side.

“If a man does something, he should be held responsible! I didn’t see people like that! You’re going too far!”

“Oh, no!”

Lee Seol-hwa looked at Wi Yeon-ho as if she was looking at an insect and let out a word.

“The worst.”

Wi Yeon-ho felt like turning back.

When and where would Wei Yanhu, who had been living in a cave, have met a woman like this?

As Wei Yanho was about to shout at her to explain quickly and not to mislead people, Jong Mi Ryeo suddenly dug into his chest.

Jong Mi-ryeo, who was completely embraced by Wi Yeon-ho, squirmed and burst into loud tears.

“Oppaaaaaaaaaah! Euaaaaaaah!”

“……Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho's eyes filled with absurdity.

“Uh, um, well…….”

After a long time, when Jong Mi Ryeo stopped crying and started hiccuping, Wei Yan Ho wiped Jong Mi Ryeo's face and even blew his nose before he could finally hear what she said.

“Soo, training?”

“Oppa…….”

Wi Yeon-ho, who was sweating profusely trying to calm down Jong Mi-ryeo who was about to burst into tears again, continued speaking while patting Jong Mi-ryeo, or rather, Wi Su-ryeon, on the back.

“Su-ryun, so… you’re my younger brother?”

“Can’t you even recognize your brother’s face?”

“…….”

Uh, um, that's… … um… … .

To tell the truth, if a person changes this much in five years, even his mother wouldn't recognize him. A child who was waist-high has grown to chin-high in five years, so how would he recognize him?

“Is this real cultivation?”

Ugh.

As Wei Shulian ground her teeth, Wei Yanhu nodded.

That face, that expression, was exactly like his mother's.

Wi Yeon-ho, who discovered traces of blood ties, patted Wi Su-ryeon on the shoulder and said.

“But why were you using that name?”

“Because of my older brother.”

"huh?"

The explanation of the training was as follows.

By the time he entered the academy, the name of Weishanho had already been shaking the academy, so if he entered with the name of Weisulyeon, he could not avoid the attention of the students.

Wi Su-ryeon, who felt burdened by that part, had no choice but to hide his family name and enter the coffin.

“……I see.”

“My eldest brother said that he would have to leave the military base often to look for my brother, and that would draw attention to me. If I wanted to focus on my studies, I should not reveal my relationship with my eldest brother.”

That makes sense.

Wi Yeon-ho nodded.

“What the hell have you been doing all this time! Do you know how long Mom, Dad, and Big Brother have been looking for you?”

Wi Yeon-ho sighed.

“I met the devil.”

“Devil?”

“If I were to explain, three nights and one day would not be enough. So let’s go in for now.”

"huh."

Wei Shulian was so happy to see her brother, who had been missing for five years, that she clung to Wei Yanhu like a leech and would not let go.

'Was Mubong that kind of personality?'

Samryong Ilbong, who had been accompanying Wi Su-ryeon until just a moment ago, looked at Wi Su-ryeon with a bewildered expression.

Because of his cold personality, expressionless face, and indifferent side, Mubong is someone I don't really interact with much.

Wasn't it that Mu-bong, who had absolutely no aegyo or other behavior that would normally be expected of a girl of that age, was completely absent?

But it felt incredibly absurd that Mubong turned into a little girl in front of Wi Yeonho.

'And what about the training of the upper limbs?'

Not Jongmiryo but Wisuryeon?

So, is that the younger brother of the Sword of the Devil, Wisanho?

'somehow…….'

Wasn't it Moobong who was showing a level of skill that didn't match his young age? I had doubts about his ability to achieve such things, but when I heard that he was Wisanho's younger brother, I felt like I could understand.

'wait for a sec.'

So does that mean that Wi Yeon-ho is also Wi San-ho's younger brother?

I have never heard that Cheokmageom Wisanho has a younger brother.

“Well, then…….”

Sanggwan Hong, who was about to say something, awkwardly lowered his outstretched hand as he watched Wei Yanho ignore him and walk into the guest house with Wei Shulian at his side.

“Khuh-huh.”

Gong Mu-jin also coughed in vain, perhaps feeling awkward about having to see the siblings reunite after having come out to do some military service.

“Then let’s go in too.”

"yes."

I felt like I had been subtly attacked by something.

“Brother! Eat this too!”

"yes."

“This too!”

"huh."

A person who eats whatever is given to him like a baby bird, or a woman who feeds food to a man who only talks…

'Is this how it is in Guangdong?'

Sanggwan Hong couldn't help but be troubled by fundamental doubts. He didn't want to have such prejudices, but he couldn't help it because he saw something.

“Oh my, look how much weight my brother has lost.”

“Right?”

“I used to be as fat as a pig.”

“……It’s because you’ve worked hard.”

“Yeah, yeah, I see. Eat meat, meat. The meat that you like, oppa.”

"huh."

The officials who had been watching the situation opened their mouths.

“So…… Mubong is the youngest of the Guangdong Wei family. So, did he produce Mubong in the Cheokmageom Wisanho?”

And then there's that monster.

“Does the Guangdong Wei family grow ginseng in their front yard? Or is there a well that gushes out empty green stone milk?”

It was a family that I couldn't understand at all.