Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 136

# 136

Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 11

Chapter 40: Lazy Lazy, Beating Up (1)

“There is no such thing.”

Of course not. I didn't even ask if there really was one!

“No matter how great the Great Swordsman is, it seems that none of the Great Swordsman of the time, not even you, have reached the level of Weishanho……. The day when the name of the Guangdong Wei family will shake the world will not be long.”

Wei Shulian tilted his head when he heard that.

“I don’t know about you, but I don’t think you’ll be able to help me with something like that, right?”

“Haha, I guess you don’t know…….”

“My older brother doesn’t leave the house.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The official's face became grim.

'I didn't think of that.'

It was certainly true. What good would it do to have a martial art that could change the world? Wei Yanhu was a man who would not leave his home.

"……huh?"

Now that I think about it, something seems strange.

The Wei Yanhu he had seen so far was a man who would carefully consider even the slightest movement of his fingers. Isn’t it too strange that such a man would go on a purposeless journey to Luoyang?

It was a sense of discomfort I had never felt before because I had seen the traveling scene from the beginning.

“Then why on earth are you traveling?”

“My master told me to do it.”

“Are you telling me to go on a trip?”

“He said that martial arts are ultimately completed through experience. He told me to see the world, listen, feel it with my body, and realize it.”

"ah……."

Gong Mu-jin nodded repeatedly as if he had been deeply touched by something.

“That’s right. Ignorance is ultimately something that develops through personal experience. It’s not bad to hope for a better state in prose, but it’s fixed. If seeing, hearing, and feeling are done in a limited space…….”

Gong Mu-jin started muttering something into the air.

Seeing that sight, Sang-Wan Hong was startled, flinched, and slowly took a deep breath.

Then he gestured to the surroundings. Everyone who was watching nodded and slowly surrounded Gong Mu-jin.

"huh?"

Only Wei Yanho looked around with a face that seemed to have no idea what was going on.

“Why is that?”

Then, Wei Shulian put her hand to her mouth and slowly pulled Wei Yanhu closer.

“This way.”

"huh?"

Wei Yanhu was dragged out by Wei Shulian without even knowing what was going on.

“Brother, it seems like he is gaining enlightenment right now, so don’t disturb him.”

“Hmm?”

Enlightenment… … .

It was something that Wei Yanhu had experienced several times before. However, it was the first time he had heard that he should not shock those around him at that moment.

'Anyway, really, Master.'

When it came to things that could possibly harm Wei Yeon-ho, she was like a mother-in-law, explaining every little thing to him, even the most trivial ones, and even nagging him so much that his head, if not his body, would remember them. But when Wei Yeon-ho was in a situation where he could harm others, she seemed to think, 'Well, that could happen. What can they do about it? They're my disciples.'

He could be said to be a role model for all teachers.

Wheww.

The surrounding wind began to gather around Gong Mu-jin. Gong Mu-jin closed his eyes and sat still for a while, then opened them quickly.

Woof.

The light that burst from his eyes instantly illuminated the guest room.

“Congratulations to your Grand Duke.”

“Congratulations on your achievement.”

Everyone who was watching congratulated Gong Mu-jin.

“Master, I congratulate you for climbing over the wall.”

“Hehehe, thank you.”

Gong Mu-jin smiled kindly as he received Lee Seol-hwa's congratulations.

'Um, but… … .'

Gong Mu-jin looked at Wi Yeon-ho with fat eyes.

It was a joyous thing to have overcome the wall that had been bothering him for a long time. Although his achievements were not immediately obvious, now that he had overcome the wall, if he continued to practice consistently, his potential for improvement was endless.

In the first place, wasn't it because he couldn't stand the frustration of being blocked by a wall that he went on a trip abroad? Then, he found a good martial arts partner named Wi Yeon-ho and has been tormenting him to this day, clinging to martial arts.

It was a slope because it broke through a wall that had been impenetrable before.

That's a really good thing… … .

'Why of all people!'

The officials could not accept it.

If it had been a while ago, I would have hugged Wi Yeon-ho and danced around saying that I had met Bok-deung-i. But not now. Before Wi Yeon-ho, Lee Seol-hwa had been catching his eye.

If I were to say thank you to Wi Yeon-ho now, I would feel like I was acknowledging the relationship between Wi Yeon-ho and Lee Seol-hwa.

'That won't do!'

Gong Mu-jin, who had gathered his thoughts, slowly handed the lottery ticket to Wi Yeon-ho.

“Thanks to Sohyup, I was able to overcome the wall that had been bothering me for a long time. As a person and as a judge, I am grateful for the infinite grace Sohyup has given me.”

Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips.

“Just in words?”

Ugh.

Gong Mu-jin quietly ground his teeth.

Look at me!

Look at that man talking. Look at that shallow human nature of that man who can't hold back his words while trying to speak more and demands something in return!

He desperately tried to convey his intentions to Seolhwa with his eyes, but Seolhwa just tilted her head as if she didn't understand.

What a frustrating guy!

Are you saying that you don't feel anything when you see that kind of human nature?

Shouldn't a normal person first say something humble like, "No problem" or "How could that be my fault?"

This is a remark that you wouldn't expect from someone from a prestigious family!

Gong Mu-jin took a deep breath.

I could have said all of these words in one breath, but right now, it was clear that he was in a situation where he was indebted to God. There were many people watching, and if I lost my temper here, it wouldn’t be long before rumors spread throughout the martial arts world that Gong Mu-jin was a shameless person who didn’t know gratitude.

Gong Mu-jin calmed his mind and continued speaking.

“I am extremely grateful that you have conveyed the Master’s words to me. If I could, I would like to see the Master and express my gratitude, but since the Master does not want to reveal the Master’s identity, I will only convey my feelings.”

Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head.

“Huh? That sounds a bit weird.”

'Did you notice?'

I cleverly changed the subject to something like, 'I was indebted to you, but it was thanks to what your Master said, so I am grateful to your Master, not to you. But you did make the effort to convey those words, so I will give you a little thanks,' but Wei Yanhu seemed to have grasped the hidden meaning in my words like a ghost.

“I told you, my master is dead.”

“Oh, really?”

“How many times have I said you’re a ghost?”

“I thought I was a ghost.”

“How many times do I have to tell you! I said you’re a ghost!”

As Wi Yeon-ho began to beat his chest as if he was frustrated, Gong Mu-jin, who was embarrassed, scratched the back of his head.

“Anyway, it’s a shame I can’t tell you.”

“No, so are you just saying thank you in words?”

“……Would you like to accept even a piece of paper money?”

Funeral money refers to money burned at a funeral for the use of the person going to the afterlife.

“Okay.”

Wi Yeon-ho sighed and sat down again.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, but the mood brightened again when those led by Sanggwan Hong congratulated Gong Mujin again.

“You are currently called the best inspector of the volcano, but now that you have overcome the wall, you may soon be called the best in the Central Plains.”

Gong Mu-jin coughed awkwardly at Sanggwan Hong's words.

“That, that can’t be possible.”

It might have been a good thing if it had been said somewhere else.

But even though he was a public official, he felt embarrassed to say such things in front of Wi Yeon-ho.

'What is the best in the Central Plains?'

He couldn't even beat that one blue guy, and yet he was the best in the Central Plains. In order to compare with Wei Yanhu, he would have to overcome not one, but three or four walls in a row.

And by then, Gongmujin will have become the real Hwasan Jeilgeom, not just in name.

“Hahaha, before I become the best swordsman in the Central Plains, won’t you catch up with me?”

Sanggwanhong showed his humility.

“It’s impossible. Time is fair to everyone. As I grow stronger, won’t you also grow stronger, Grandmaster?”

“I don’t know.”

In a situation where everyone was being humble and sharing good words, only three people were not joining in the conversation.

The two are Wi Yeon-ho and Wi Su-ryeon.

“Oppa, this is delicious!”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“This is delicious too.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“The cooking skills here are good. My brother needs to eat a lot and get plump.”

“Even these days, when I lie down on something hard, my back hurts. It didn’t happen before.”

“How much must you have suffered…….”

Wei Shulian's eyes sparkled.

Those who were watching the scene were dumbfounded.

Anyone can see that Wei Yanho is perfectly fine, but if you listen to Wei Shulian's words, doesn't he sound like someone who starved for a month and became emaciated?

'by the way…….'

Sanggwan Hong looked at Wei Shulian with strange eyes.

'Jong Mi-ryeo, no, was Wi Su-ryeon's personality originally like that?'

It's just that she doesn't have a particularly harsh nickname because she's young, but if she were a little older, it wouldn't be strange for her to be given nicknames like "Cold-Hearted Witch" or "Poisonous Swordswoman."

It wasn't strange to feel uneasy when such a mother bird took care of her brother like a mother bird feeding her baby birds.

“But, oppa, what are you trying to do?”

“Huh? Why?”

“If my older brother catches me, he’ll probably try to kill me.”

“I guess so?”

“Just a while ago, he said he would kill me if I caught him drinking.”

“……Real personality.”

Why can't that guy express his affection only with his fists?

This is also a personality disorder.

Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head and opened his mouth.

“What would happen? Just treat it moderately and that’ll be it.”

“Will you deal with me?”

“Yeah. What…….”

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.

“My brother is old now.”

I don't know how much stronger Wisanho has become, but I don't think he's stronger than Gongmujin. But Wiyeonho treats Gongmujin like a child.

'Maybe what the Master said is true.'

Baek Mu-han proudly boasted that there wouldn't be many people who could stand up to him in the world of martial arts.

I thought that he was someone from 300 years ago who didn't know much about the current martial arts world, or that he was just bluffing, but the more I used my martial arts and competed with others, the more I couldn't help but realize it.

Baek Muhan's martial arts have a strength that transcends time.

“Brother, then can you fight and win against your older brother?”

“Well, I guess that might be possible?”

Wei Shulian couldn't help but chuckle at Wei Yanho's words.

“Brother, come to your senses. You haven’t been hit by your older brother for years, so you’ve lost your fear?”

From Wei Shulian's perspective, it was natural that she didn't believe it. Wasn't it Wei Yanhu who had just been beaten up so excitedly by her?

“……What would you like to talk to me about?”

Wi Yeon-ho shook his head.

Up to this point, it was just a normal conversation. But as one more person joined in, it became no longer a normal conversation.

“I can’t just hear those words and let them slide.”

Sword Dragon Sanggwan Hong looked at Wi Yeonho with a stern face and said.

Wi Yeon-ho answered Sanggwan Hong with a sullen face.

"yes?"