Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 197

# 197

Taejonbirok Volume 8 Episode 22

Chapter 52: The Lazy Man, Persuaded (2)

“……Is this what you meant by ‘inevitable’?”

Jang Il nodded quietly in response to Wi San-ho's question.

“I thought that with the status that Wi Yeon-ho currently holds, he had no choice but to take the position of the representative of the Political Alliance. That may be true, but who else but Wi Yeon-ho would dare to claim to be the representative of the Political Alliance? You would be the one getting beaten up too.”

“……Who got hit, who got hit.”

Jang Il clicked his tongue as he looked at the veins on Wi San-ho's forehead.

“Admit what you have to admit. Of course, it is true that you have been evaluated as an unprecedented late leader in the history of the Jeongmu Alliance, but that was before Yeonho appeared. If you are an unprecedented late leader, then Yeonho is an unprecedented Mangjong… no, a monster. To put it bluntly, do you think you can exchange days with the leader?”

Weichan didn't answer and just coughed.

'Tsk tsk, what a great brother.'

No matter how great the brotherly love is, it is natural for a brother to show a slightly displeased expression when he hears that his younger sibling is better than him. Even if he doesn't show it on the outside, he can't always feel good inside.

But the reason Wisanho coughed in vain was not to hide his displeasure, but to hide his laughter that was constantly flowing out in front of the adults.

Jang Il shook his head after seeing the smile formed behind the fist covering his mouth.

'Even though he's my younger sibling, is it really that good?'

From what I've heard, it seems like they haven't spent much time together since they were young, so it's amazing how they were able to maintain such camaraderie.

As an orphan who entered the world of liberalism and has no siblings, Jang Il may never understand things. Of course, if he had siblings, it may be even more incomprehensible.

“Did you say it was the World’s Best Martial Arts Competition?”

“The exact name is…….”

“Okay, okay. What does that matter?”

Sima Qianse interrupted Cao Xuan’s words with a grumble. He tried to escape somehow, but in the end, he was caught by Cao Xuan and brought here, so he was negative about everything.

“Cheon Eui-ryeon suggested holding a martial arts competition. But those petty guys are saying that we should limit the participants in the martial arts competition to only those with advanced skills.”

The officer scratched the ball.

'I feel like we've been seeing each other more often… … .'

In a way, it is a place to discuss the major and minor issues of the political alliance. If it is a place where the alliance leaders and the military can participate, it would be normal for the major and minor leaders of each alliance to gather and discuss it… … .

It felt like everyone who had even the slightest connection to Wi Yeon-ho had gathered together. Wi Yeon-ho's family, Jang Il-il, and even Mo San-ah, who should never have been in a place like this, were there.

The fact that Haomen Wenzhou's daughter was present at the Jeongmu Alliance's countermeasure meeting showed how absurd and strange the situation was.

'Is this okay? Is this okay?'

Since Jo Hyun was not saying anything, it was awkward for him to step forward and speak. Jo Hyun began to preside over a meeting that should soon be called the Wei Yan Ho Countermeasures Meeting.

“It’s a review index……”

Wi Jeong-han opened his mouth and rubbed his face.

“What is the standard for that review index?”

“The third-generation disciples of each faction. Even if you are not one of the third-generation disciples, as long as you are under thirty years old, you will be recognized as a later disciple.”

“Umm…….”

When Wi Jeong-han seemed troubled, Gong Mu-jin tilted his head and asked.

“By the way, senior, where and by whom were you hit? Your face looks swollen…….”

“Keuhhhhhh!”

“Ehhhhhhhhhh!”

When Jo Hyeon and Wi Jeong-han coughed at the same time, Gong Mu-jin clicked his tongue.

'You've been hit again.'

Well, if you have a complaint about your child, you should hit your child yourself. Why would you hit a strict father?

It was equally difficult to understand Jo Hyeon-na, who hit, and Wi Jeong-han, who got hit.

‘That kind of gentleman is a Jeonghyeop swordsman… … .’

It may sound strange, but among the black people, the name Jeonghyeopgeom is considered the same as a god of death or a devil. He is a thief only to those who live by the principles, but to those who have something to hide, he is a goblin who comes one day and beats, threatens, and destroys people without asking any questions. That is Jeonghyeopgeom Lee Jeong-han.

How can such a noble man be beaten by the military of the Jeongmu Alliance because of his son?

The problem was not only the one who hit him, but also the one who got hit. If Wi Jeong-han wanted to, there was no way he could have hit Jo Hyeon, but he got hit again just because he hit him.

'It was a good thing I didn't get married.'

They say that raising children is the most difficult thing in the world, but who would have thought that a great man like Jeong Hyo-geom would produce a bastard like Wei Yan-ho?

Considering my father's temperament… … .

Gong Mu-jin smiled brightly while looking at Wi San-ho.

'Yeah, a guy like that should come out.'

But the heavens are extremely indifferent, and even under the rule of Wi Jeong-han, there are bound to be people like Wi Yeon-ho.

'There is no need to get married. I have a story to tell.'

Even though she is not my child, a beautiful disciple like Lee Seol-hwa is a hundred times better than a child like Wi Yeon-ho.

The problem is that the story is… … .

“It fit. Damn it.”

“Huh? You, what did you say?”

“……It’s nothing.”

The official gritted his teeth.

You should take care of your own children properly. You can't even take care of one child, so you're just bewitching other people's pretty disciples. Does someone who can't even take care of one child properly deserve to be called a political advisor? That's what I'm saying!

“Why do you keep looking at people like that?”

“Aren’t you saying it’s nothing?”

“Isn’t your tone a little harsh?”

“I said no.”

The officials turned their heads away.

“Anyway, I think we should include the later indexes this time… It’s a little embarrassing to say, but I can’t say that our kids have any advantage over the later indexes. It’s just that if they participate for no reason, they’ll end up embarrassing themselves.”

Wi Jeong-han asked as if he didn't understand.

“Then why don’t I just not participate?”

“……Look here, Jeonghan.”

"yes?"

“You should think about it before you speak, or consider not speaking at all.”

“…….”

“If possible, try not to talk. It will upset the people listening.”

As Wi Jeong-han lowered his head, Han Sang-ah placed a hand on his shoulder and comforted him.

“What did I say? I said you weren’t treated well outside?”

“……Are you stabbing a dead person again?”

Jo Hyun shook his head and continued speaking.

“If we don’t participate, we may be able to avoid the immediate embarrassment, but we can’t stop Cheon Il-ryeon from spreading rumors that Jeongmu-maeng avoided the match.”

Sima Qianse frowned.

“Can’t you just ignore that?”

“It’s not easy. The lack of major events recently has had a big impact. And this martial arts competition itself has hit the nail on the head. If we avoid the match like this, the people of the world will believe that the axis of martial arts will shift to Cheon Eui-ryeon in the next generation.”

“Hmm, since it’s your words, I can’t help but believe it…….”

Sima Qianse had a look on his face that said he didn't understand why the story was like that.

“So the conclusion is… In the end, the later index must be dispatched, and the name of the political alliance must not be forgotten, so we must win. If we can achieve something bigger while winning, that would be good too.”

Jo Hyun stopped talking at that point.

'There is a clear reason, but… … .'

It was not something I could say in front of Sima Qianshi, who had a fiery temper. Before coming here, the old factions contacted me and said they would send disciples separately from Jeongwumeng.

If Sima Qianse, who already greatly resented the old guard who were dipping their toes in the political alliance, were to hear those words, he would explode.

If the old faction achieves results better than the political alliance, the role of the political alliance as a union will be largely meaningless. What is the meaning of a union that is worse than each individual?

“So the conclusion is…… that is…….”

Wi Jeong-han opened his mouth in a voice as quiet as a mouse.

“I think you’re saying that I should send Yeonho out……”

Jang Il smiled bitterly.

'I've come a long way.'

In the end, it all started because of this one word.

Wi Jeong-han slowly opened his mouth while observing Sima Qianse and Jo Hyeon.

“Well, I am so sorry for causing you concern because of my son.”

“Okay.”

“Tsk.”

Jo Hyun glared at Wi Jeong-han with eyes that seemed like they were going to devour him.

Wi Jeong-han felt wronged, but he couldn't say anything.

Isn't this all because he has an unprecedented son who can draw the leaders of the political alliance and the military into the conference room just by his presence?

“Well, is there no way?”

Wi Jeong-han scratched the back of his head.

“He is my child, but he has been out of my hands for a long time…….”

“You should speak directly. When have you ever let something go in your hands?”

Wi Jeong-han felt a prickle at Han Sang-ah's barbed voice.

“Because he was a child who left my hands in the first place…….”

Jo Hyeon shook his head as he looked at Wi Jeong-han, who was immediately correcting his words.

“Hahaha, don’t be so downhearted. Of course, Wei Yanhu, that guy, is a bit self-willed, but it’s not easy to have a kid like that. It’s Hongbok, it’s Hongbok.”

“Your Majesty.”

Tears welled up in Wi Jeong-han's eyes.

Since joining the political alliance, Wi Jeong-han has been cursed at, persecuted, and even beaten for raising a son like that. Sima Qianse's words were a comfort that could not be found anywhere else in the world.

“Hongbok is Hongbok, but…….”

"yes?"

“Since you have such great fortune, shouldn’t you be the one to resolve this matter? With great fortune comes great responsibility.”

“……Isn’t it a great power?”

“You sound like you’ve heard it somewhere. I just thought of it.”

Wi Jeong-han became dumbfounded for a moment.

“So you’re saying there’s no way?”

When Jo Hyun, who thought that the conversation was going off on a tangent, changed the subject, Wi Jeong Han looked at Wi San Ho with a face asking for help. Then Wi San Ho nodded and opened his mouth.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty.”

"hmm?"

“Please take your place. I have something to discuss between the three of us.”

Jo Hyun, who had been glancing at Wi Jeong Han's face, nodded without hesitation and pushed the people away. When everyone left the room and only Wi San Ho remained, Jo Hyun opened his mouth.

“Yeah, is there really a way?”

“There is a very easy and simple method. If you use this method, no matter how strong Yeonho is, he will not be able to resist you without following him.”

“I don’t understand. Isn’t that Yeonho the kid who doesn’t move no matter what you do?”

“We are. But there is someone else that Yeonho fears the most.”

“I thought your father said he was most afraid of you?”

“The direction of fear is different. Yeonho is the one who finds me the most uncomfortable, not the one who is afraid of me. The one Yeonho is most afraid of is not me, but his mother.”

"mother?"

Jo Hyun tilted his head.

No matter how scared she was, wasn't it Han Sang-ah who didn't want to make Wei Yan-ho suffer? Just a moment ago, the person who had remained silent with a sullen expression was Han Sang-ah. How could you make someone like that come forward?

“The method is…….”

Jo Hyun's mouth slowly opened as he listened to Wi San-ho's words.