Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 170

# 170

Taejonbirok Volume 7 Episode 20

Chapter 46: Lazy Man, Teaching (5)

Shin Gi-su-sa Jo Hyeon felt good.

The sunlight streaming in through the window was warm, and the scent of tea rising from the teacup was incredibly fragrant.

'I wish it were like today.'

It's not that there are no problems in Gangho at the moment. The internal and external discontent that has been building up is just waiting to explode.

But it’s not like Gangho has been like that for a day or two. From the time Gangho was first named until now, there has never been a time when Gangho was free of conflict.

It is not easy to get along in a place where sane people live, so it would be even stranger if there were no accidents when people with swords gathered together.

That's why Shin Gi-su-sa Jo Hyeon didn't worry too much about what would happen in the future. That's because he knew that whatever was going to happen would happen whether he worried or not.

Rather, the fact that Nasan's bloodshed was resolved thanks to Wi Yeon-ho had a greater impact on him.

Just as the dust settles after a whirlwind, after the great storm of Nasan's Bloodshed, the world of martial arts became a little quiet for the first time in a long while.

“Hmm.”

Jo Hyun looked out the window, savoring the scent of tea.

'It would be better if that sight didn't exist.'

From the window of the military room located in the high pavilion, the crowds gathered at the main gate were clearly visible. The tent that Wi Yeon-ho had pitched was crowded again today.

“Umm…….”

The original is certain.

No, it doesn't matter if it's not the original. The analysis results from the elite of the Myeong clan confirmed that it contains at least the level of the old school's true spirit, or even more.

Even if it wasn't written by the Emperor himself, selling such a secret book for that kind of money was no different from giving it away for free. The secret book didn't change just because it was copied.

'Is it intentional, or is it just something that happened…?'

Even though Jo Hyun was so wise that he was called a genius investigator, it was difficult to understand how the situation had come to this.

If Wei Yanhu had sold the emergency supplies at a reasonable price, he would never have made this much money.

There is a limit to the price that can be paid for a single volume of non-fiction. Even if the actual value is higher, people have a psychological resistance to it.

But by releasing it so openly, competition arose.

The famous sects had no choice but to pay the expensive price set by each sect, even though they were upset. If the secret of the Sword Emperor was certain, there was a fear that the rival sects would study the secret and raise the level of their martial arts.

So the shaman paid the budget, and Hwasan, who saw the shaman's size, paid the money, and when Hwasan paid the money, Gongdong and Cheongseong also willingly paid the money. And when Ami heard that Shaolin paid the money, she also ran all the way from Amisan to here in one go and bought the secret supplies.

Secretly, each family is also sending people.

What if Wei Yanhu had just sold the emergency supplies?

I bet you wouldn't have been able to make even a tenth of what you're making now.

'It's true that he's smart, but… … .'

It's really smart to see that they went out of their way to make deals and set the stage for the political alliance, knowing that there might be a backlash.

But did they really do this with this in mind?

“Excellent academic ability and amazing temperament…….”

He is talented and has the same amount of energy.

If the current generation retires, the next powerhouse might be in Wei Yanho's hands. Wei Yanho was so outstanding that Shin Gi-su-sa Jo Hyeon couldn't stop thinking about him.

“No matter how I think about it, it was a good thing.”

What better business could there be than tying up a guy like that to the Jamryongmuwan in exchange for helping him earn some money?

In reality, the political alliance suffered no losses.

If you could get help from such a skilled person in return for lending them a bit of your yard, it was a deal no one would turn down.

'That's true, but… … .'

All of this should have been a very successful deal, and a relief to have solved a thorny issue along the way. That was indeed the case, but… … there was a subtle, inexplicable uneasiness lingering.

'Is there anything I haven't thought of?'

At that moment, a low voice was heard from outside the door.

“Sir, this is Seokmun Elementary School. May I come in?”

“Of course.”

Jo Hyun answered with a bright face.

The door opened and Seokmuncho came inside.

“Welcome, Chief Bridgehead. So, is everything okay at the officer’s office?”

Seokmuncho looked at Jo Hyeon with a look of indifference that did not seem to respond.

“It’s because of that problem anyway…….”

Jo Hyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly. This was because he intuitively sensed that something was wrong with Seok Moon-cho's tone of voice.

“……I think you’ll have to go and see for yourself.”

“Directly?”

Jo Hyun tried to recall when he had last visited Jamryongmu-gwan. It wasn’t this year, and he didn’t think he had been to Jamryongmu-gwan, except for when he had visited last year to give a congratulatory speech when receiving new recruits.

Of course, the education of his peers was a very important factor, but there were many things that were more important to him.

“Do you think I absolutely have to go?”

"yes."

Seokmuncho answered with confidence.

“Because of the orders given by the military, I can’t do anything.”

At those words, Jo Hyeon decided to go to Jamryongmugwan.

His latest order regarding the military was not to interfere with the educational policy of Wei Yan-ho, who was to become the new instructor.

'What happened?'

Unfortunately, Jo Hyun's thoughts were completely off the mark.

Wi Yeon-ho did not have an accident.

I just did nothing.

“……What is this?”

“It is as you see.”

Jo Hyun looked at the training ground with blank eyes.

Jamryongmu-gwan can be defined in many ways. It is a place where the future leaders of the martial arts world can recognize each other, build friendships, and compete with each other, and it is a place where the various factions that are busy fighting and biting each other can communicate through their children and ease their hostility.

But above all else, what we must think about is that Jamryongmu-gwan is an educational institution. It could be said that Jamryongmu-gwan's true purpose of existence is to teach and guide the talents who will lead the future of martial arts to the right path.

however…….

Now, perfect freedom was spread out before Jo Hyun's eyes.

Talents who were carefully selected and gathered. Among them, there were also talents who were carefully selected through evaluation, and they were playing around in the grand martial arts field.

“Oh, how did this happen?”

On one side, you can see people gathered in groups of three or five, laughing and talking. But that was the level of the nobility. The female students you see over there are all taking out their longing glasses and putting on makeup, and in the deepest part, there are people sitting on blankets on the floor, taking out cards and betting money.

“Golf pack?”

A golfer in the sacred hall of education!

That thing looks like a one-nyang coin?

At the other end, there were a few people who were training with their weapons drawn, but it would have been better if there was at least some consistency.

They say that in the beginning there was chaos, and this was chaos.

“What on earth did the instructor do to make it this bad?”

“If you look over there……”

Jo Hyun's mouth slowly opened as he looked at the place Seokmuncho had pointed to. There was a large bed on the platform, and on the bed was a giant worm.

no.

Looking closely, I saw that it wasn't a worm, but a person rolling up a blanket.

“Why is there a bed there?”

“He asked me to let him go.”

“……What are you doing on the bed right now?”

“I think he’s sleeping.”

“Does it seem like I’m asking because I don’t know that right now?”

Jo Hyun rolled up his sleeves. Regardless of his pride or self-esteem, he had to hear the story of how this class, which only gathered the best talents in the military, ended up like this!

Jo Hyun walked briskly towards the stage.

"who is this?"

“Ooh, it’s your Majesty! It’s your Majesty!”

“Eek!”

Those who discovered that Jo Hyun had appeared quickly cleaned up the room. Blankets flew into the sky and pieces of the shield flew everywhere.

'Just do what you were doing, you damn fools!'

Jo Hyun clenched his teeth. Still, he exerted as much patience as possible and avoided eye contact with the absent-minded students. If he did, he would feel like all his training would be in vain and he would blurt out nonsense.

He went up to the stage and called out to Wi Yeon-ho in a rough voice.

“Look here, Prince Wei Yanhu!”

Wiggle.

The caterpillar twists its butt.

“It’s me! It’s Jo Hyun! What the hell are you doing!”

The maggot's head shook, and its black hair popped out from under the blanket.

'I'll wash up and live!'

Wi Yeon-ho, with his hair disheveled and swollen from sleeping, opened his eyes half-asleep and answered.

“Why are you like that?”

Jo Hyun's heart was breaking.

* * *

“……Are you talking about Shin Gi-su Detective Jo Hyeon-i?”

“That's what I said.”

Gwanggu Shingae let out a hollow laugh, thinking that it was funny even to himself.

“He was a hero of his time who achieved brilliant success in the great war against the Demonic Cult and suppressed the rebellion of the Western Martial Arts Confucian Academy with his wisdom. However, he happened to meet Wi Yeon-ho in his later years.”

“It’s something I can’t understand.”

"what?"

At Saga's words, Gwanggu Shingae tilted his head.

“I have also studied the Shin Gi-su Detective Jo Hyeon-eun. His wisdom is so great that it is said that it reaches the heavens. But why couldn’t someone as wise as him predict such a situation?”

“That’s a good question.”

Gwanggu Shingae nodded his head repeatedly.

“I thought the same thing.”

"yes?"

“I heard that something like that happened when I joined the political alliance later. I had the same thought at the time. So I thought about it and came to a conclusion.”

“Please tell me. Why is that?”

“First of all, the first reason is Gong Mu-jin, that gentleman.”

“……Are you talking about the Plum Blossom Sword?”

“Well, it seems like he thought he was explaining things as they were…… Since he was a gentleman who cared about Wi Yeon-ho, it seems like he added some seasoning to the parts that he thought were a bit extreme. Thanks to that, he knew that Wi Yeon-ho had done some absurd things, but he never thought that the reason for it was Wi Yeon-ho’s laziness.”

“I understand…….”

“Think about it, what did Gong Mujin say? A kid with incredible martial arts skills defeated Guido Ssangma, took the secret weapon, and sold it to get rid of it. He also defeated all those who opposed him. When you hear this, what kind of person does Wi Yeon-ho think?”

Saga could only nod his head.

If we shorten it like that, Wei Yanho becomes a young man who is extremely strong in martial arts but also eccentric.

“You’re missing the point.”

“That’s right. But I think Mr. Gongmujin must have felt a little wronged too. I’m sure he explained it to me. He did his best. But……”

The Gwanggu Shingae said with a sly smile.

“Have you ever seen a human with wings?”

“No.”

“That's it.”

“So, please explain in detail…….”

The Gwanggu Shingae said with a giggle.

“Isn’t that the great detective Jo Hyeon? He is a gentleman and a strategist. Would such a person ever have imagined that there could be a person as lazy as Wi Yeon-ho in the world?”

“…….”

“It was Elder Cho Hyun’s mistake not to know that one of the reasons why classes aren’t going well could be because the instructor is lazy. Hehe.”

“So, in the end, the class was a failure?”

“No.”

“Is it really Elder Jo Hyeon?”

“That’s not it either.”

Gwanggu Shingae answered, snapping his fingers.

“The leash is coming, the leash. Wi Yeon-ho didn’t know.”

Saga, who realized that Gwanggu Shin-gae's words were starting to become ambiguous, quietly got up from his seat. It seemed like it was time to give him a drink.

“Please buy some snacks on your way here.”

"……yes."

The price of knowing the true history was not small. The sack was becoming lighter and lighter.