Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 165

# 165

Taejonbirok Volume 7 Episode 15

Chapter 45: Lazy Man, Doing Business (4)

As people rushed in, the clerks began to organize the place. And soon they organized the place, pushing those who needed to borrow money into the Galaxy Battlefield branch office, and handing out copies to those who had to pay and guiding them to their seats.

“Is this really the original?”

“Oh my!”

The clerk raised his hand and pointed to the banner.

“If a person is not willing to risk his life, would he be able to commit fraud by hanging such a slogan in front of the Jeongmu Alliance?”

Those who saw the words “Guarantee of Political Alliance” nodded their heads repeatedly.

“There is no guarantee more certain than this!”

“Even if it is a royal guarantee, it cannot be more trustworthy than this!”

There could be nothing more trustworthy than selling secret supplies guaranteed by the Jeongmu Alliance in the front yard of the Jeongmu Alliance.

“Here, here are three gold coins! I brought them!”

“Please come this way, sir.”

The clerk guided him with a gentle smile. Those watching couldn't help but feel their hearts growing a little anxious.

None of them had ever imagined that the world's best secret recipe would be sold in this way.

Imagine this.

Would Shaolin allow people to copy the Book of Changes for money?

Would a volcano sell the plum blossom sword method for money?

Since they have never thought about such a thing, they do not really understand the meaning of what is happening before their eyes.

However, as the number of people who paid money to copy the secret recipe began to increase, it began to feel real. Right now, you can get the secret recipe of the greatest swordsman of all time, the Sword Emperor, for just three gold taels!

As people started to run, someone started to look inside the tent and start to get upset.

“What the heck is this!”

The eyes of the people were focused on one place.

A man in black wearing a large robe was approaching the tent.

“She’s a shaman!”

There was no one here who could not guess who he was, even after seeing the large yin-yang symbol and Taoist symbol embroidered in the center of the black robe.

The shaman came with a red face and shouted.

“How dare you! You are committing fraud in front of the main gate of the Jeongmu Alliance! Can’t you get rid of these things right away?”

“It’s a scam!”

At that moment, a young man dressed in white fell from the air.

thud!

The young man who got down in front of the tent was, of course, Wi Yeon-ho.

'What, what is it?'

The shaman master, Songmun Jinin, looked at Wi Yeonho in surprise.

I didn't feel any movement at all, so where on earth did it fall from?

'Oh, you have a grumpy face?'

I've seen the faces of countless people over the years, but I swear I've never seen a face so swollen and full of anger before.

At the moment when Songmun Jinren was flustered, Wei Yanhu took a deep breath as he was about to say something, then walked to the bed and sat down.

“……It’s hard to talk while standing. Would you like to sit down?”

Song Moon Jin-in's face turned red with bewilderment.

But that was only for a moment. Soon his face began to fill with anger again.

“Are you the owner of this tent?”

“Yes, but.”

“Where are you taunting the people! The Sword Emperor’s secret weapon!”

“Did you happen to come out after closing time?”

"……uh?"

“Haven’t you ever heard that the Emperor’s secret weapon came from Nasan?”

“Huh?”

Song Moon Jin-in began to panic. When he looked around, everyone was nodding their heads.

“Is that so?”

"yes."

“One! There is no evidence that this is the secret!”

Wi Yeon-ho took a deep breath.

“The seal is so innocent.”

“What, what is it?”

“If I were doing business here with fake supplies, would the Political Alliance just sit back and watch?”

Song Moon Jin-in's eyes trembled.

'Come to think of it?'

So does that mean that emergency is real?

"……then?"

Wi Yeon-ho pulled out a secret weapon from his waist and showed it to me.

“I don’t talk nonsense. The best way is for you to see for yourself. Would you like to come this way?”

“Hmm.”

Songmun Jinin approached Wi Yeonho as if possessed.

“But I can’t show you everything. I’ll just show you the front, so please look and judge for yourself.”

Song Moon-jin began to turn the pages of the book with a trembling face.

'Just pretend it's not true.'

At first, I started reading slowly. As with all emergency stories, the beginning was filled with stories that seemed like grasping at clouds. However, gradually, the plot of the story began to emerge.

Song Moon Jin-in's hands, turning the pages of the book, began to move faster.

'This, this!'

Coming!

I had a feeling something was coming.

Behind this! Behind this!

Here was a clue to overcoming the wall of ignorance that had been blocking his path for years and had no intention of moving away. This book contained a mysterious handwriting and a scholarly study that was difficult to measure.

As far as I know, it seems like it's just empty talk to others, but as an elder shaman, he could tell just how high a level of discourse the swordsmanship written in this book was.

'just a little…….'

At that moment.

chin!

The book is closed.

When Songmun Jin-in looked at him with a puzzled expression, Wei Yan-ho snapped his fingers and said.

“You shouldn’t try to watch for free what others pay to copy.”

“Oh, how much is it? You said three nyang of gold?”

“Hey, that’s for individuals. You can consult with the sect separately.”

Wi Yeon-ho stuck his head out and whispered softly in Song Moon Jin-in's ear.

“For your information, Shaolin was bought for three hundred nyang.”

“Four, three hundred nyang!”

Wei Yanhu spoke quietly so that others could not hear, but Song Wen Zhenren's surprised retort was clearly heard by others.

“Are you saying that you paid that money?”

“I wrote a promissory note and went. It’s a very trustworthy sect.”

A look of conflict appeared on Songmun Jinin's face.

Three hundred nyang is a huge sum of money. However, if I could obtain that Geomhwangjibo, which seemed to be a genuine copy, with those three hundred nyang, it was by no means a waste.

Besides, didn't they say that 'that' Shaolin took it!

It was obvious that Jang Moon-in, who had a competitive spirit toward Shaolin, would rush at him as if he was going to cut him down and ask why he didn't buy the secret weapon if he heard that Shaolin had the Sword Emperor's Secret Weapon and they didn't.

Furthermore, although Shaolin is strictly speaking a powerful school, they are a swordsmanship school. The place where the Sword Emperor's Treasure can be most useful is their shamans.

“……Come to think of it, I heard that Mr. Sword Ghost also put a chimney into the volcano.”

“Hey, a sword ghost? A volcano? A plum blossom sword ghost?”

“Yes. Well, that’s what they said.”

That was the deciding factor.

Shaolin has already bought it, and Hwasan is reaching out. Then the shaman cannot lose either. If Hwasan gets his hands on this secret and studies it, and then surpasses the shaman, he will not be able to close his eyes even after he dies.

Although giving up greed is the path of a Taoist, if everyone could do it, would you be crazy enough to go into the mountains and practice by picking grass roots?

“Tea. I’ll use the loan certificate! If you’re a shaman elder, isn’t your identity proven? I’ll use my loan certificate, so give me the money!”

“Well, I think you’re mistaken.”

“Huh?”

“I’m not giving it to you, I’m letting you copy it. Please write a promissory note and write it over there. And the due date is two weeks. If the money doesn’t come in within that time, the interest will double.”

“Oh, I see!”

Song Moon Jin-in hurriedly signed the loan agreement, then crouched down in a corner and began to copy the secret prescription.

This eliminated the need for further verification.

The whole of Luoyang began to stir.

Not only the unmanned, but also the non-unmanned began to run towards the main gate of the Jeongmu League, carrying a lot of money. For the first time since the Jeongmu League opened its gate, the main gate of the Jeongmu League began to be filled with people who had no plans to visit.

Wi Yeon-ho lay on his bed and looked at the sight, glancing over the emergency report once more.

'It's strange.'

It started out as a joke.

However, even though things are getting bigger and bigger, no one finds it strange. Not only the Gongryung Ambassador, but even Songmun Jinin, who seems to be an expert in swordsmanship, does not doubt that this secret recipe is genuine.

Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head while looking at the emergency number.

'It's not particularly rough, but… … .'

It wasn't a fake secret recipe. However, it wasn't spiritual enough to be called the secret recipe of the Emperor of the Sword. And there was a strong sense of ominousness inside the secret recipe.

I can't really define it, but maybe I should call it malice?

'Hmm… … .'

Wi Yeon-ho watched the emergency room quietly, then covered it and laid back down.

“Just how strong was our master?”

If this is indeed the true copy of the Sword Emperor's Secret Book, it means that his master was strong enough to steam and eat the Sword Emperor. Wei Yanhu, who realized his master's greatness once again, trembled.

'It's brave to survive.'

Every time I got hit, it hurt so much I thought I was going to die.

After being beaten to death by the greatest man in history and the modern era, Wi Yeon-ho survived for five years by being beaten every day by a nobleman who was more powerful than him. Isn't he worthy of being called the greatest man in history and the modern era?

Wi Yeon-ho lay on his bed with an expression like a full cat, looking at the endless stream of people.

“If I had known there was such an easy way to make money, I would have tormented Soa for nothing. I should have just let her live comfortably.”

It was a statement that would make Jin So-ah, who was in Infinite, spit out blood if she heard it.

'however…….'

Wi Yeon-ho turned his head slightly with a look of discomfort on his face.

'Why am I so anxious?'

I had a feeling that I was doing something wrong and not cleaning up after myself.

Because of that emergency?

Unfortunately, Wei Yanhui was not a sensitive enough person to feel anxious over such trivial things.

Then why is it so?

“Hmm.”

Wi Yeon-ho pulled the blanket up tightly and covered himself with it, even though he was suffering from an inexplicable sense of anxiety.

In times like this, sleeping is the best. When you wake up, these petty anxieties will quickly disappear.

* * *

Saga asked while pouring alcohol into the glass of Gwanggu Shingae.

“Well, isn’t that a good thing?”

“Are you okay?”

“Anyway, Gwanghwimujeon made money, and didn’t the others obtain the Sword Emperor’s secret? Even if it wasn’t the actual Sword Emperor’s secret, if you listen to what they say, it seems like it would be worth three ounces of gold.”

"yes."

Gwanggu Shingae nodded.

“Of course that’s true. The secret recipe itself was worth a thousand pieces of gold. It may not be comparable to the secret recipe that the Emperor himself put his heart and soul into making, but it can be said to have comparable value.”

“So isn’t it all good?”

Gwanggu Shingae smiled bitterly.

“That’s how it should be, but that’s not always the case in this world. If you know where that emergency came from, you’ll understand what I mean.”

“Where did that emergency come from?”

“That’s not the time to talk about it now. There are more important things to consider.”

"……yes?"

The Gwanggu Shingae began to laugh strangely.

“Wei Yanhu made money easily, but he made one mistake along the way.”

“……You said it was a mistake?”

“That’s right.”

Saga couldn't help but tilt his head. From what he heard, Wei Yanhu hadn't done anything that could be called a mistake.

“What if you say it was a mistake?”

“Shin Gi-su Detective Jo Hyeon.”

“…….”

Gwanggu Shingae said with a hearty laugh.

“That gentleman is no ordinary gentleman. But Wi Yeon-ho took him too lightly. Because of that, Wi Yeon-ho had a real headache.”

Saga looked at Gwanggu Shingae with an expression that said he didn't understand English.

Are you saying that there is something that will give that radiant being a headache?

“Shall I tell you?”

Hearing Gwanggu Shingae's strange laughter, Saga ended up crying.