Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 261

# 261

Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 11

Chapter 65: The Lazy Man, Cheers (1)

Baek Geum-yeong was quietly savoring his tea.

The scent of tea always put his mind at ease. He liked the mild aroma of tea steeped for a long time in water that wasn't too hot.

Tea brewed with hot water tends to have more flavor and a stronger aroma, but it is also easy to get tired of the strong flavor. Baekgeomyeong preferred a tea that was a little quieter and more refined.

That's why he preferred to drink seoljak, which had a subtle aroma, rather than strong teas like Yongjeong or Daeyak, which were enjoyed by people around him.

When I sit in this pavilion with a cool breeze blowing and savor my tea, I feel a sense of comfort as if all the worries of the world have disappeared.

“I have a message.”

Of course, the world wouldn't leave him alone.

Baek Geum-yeong's eyebrows furrowed slightly at the thought that his composure had been broken. However, the person who had come to deliver the message knew full well how much he hated having his tea ceremony time interrupted.

There was no way that Gongmu, who had been assisting him for more than ten years, would not have known that.

“Is it urgent?”

There was no need to ask, but Baek Geum-yeong asked slowly. That was his way.

Slowly and carefully.

Do your work without mistakes and move forward one step at a time. Even if it seems slow right now, it will never be slow.

“The Lord Sogaju asked me to find out the Lord’s will.”

“Your brother?”

"yes."

Baek Geum-yeong quietly put down the teacup he was holding.

widely.

The fact that his teacup, which had never made a sound, was making a faint sound was proof that his mind was not at ease at the moment.

“What did the Lord ask?”

“First, you asked if what you said could be accomplished.”

Baek Geum-yeong opened his mouth quietly.

“You should know better than anyone that I don’t talk nonsense, but if you asked me that, it means you had something else to ask me. Am I wrong?”

“……You were not wrong.”

“Look here, official business.”

“Yes, your highness.”

Baek Geum-yeong opened his mouth quietly.

“I’m not feeling so bad right now, so why don’t you just ask without worrying about what others think? I appreciate your consideration for my feelings, but don’t you know that I don’t like it when things like this drag on?”

There was a moment of silence and then the official opened his mouth.

“The Lord asked if the young master could handle Wei Yanho.”

"hmm……."

When the name Wi Yeon-ho came up, Baek Geom-yeong quietly closed his mouth.

Gongmu glanced at Baek Geom-yeong's expression. There was no doubt that these words would touch Baek Geom-yeong's pride. This was especially true for Baek Geom-yeong, who had strong pride.

But surprisingly, Baek Geum-yeong shook his head without any change in expression.

“It’s too much.”

"……master."

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s good to be ambitious, but it’s different from being reckless. With my current skills, it’s impossible for me to win a match against Wi Yeon-ho.”

He lowered his head slightly with a look of resentment on his face.

“What a person.”

Baek Geum-yeong smiled lightly as he watched the official's reaction.

“What’s so unfair? I’m just stating the truth as the truth.”

The official was unable to answer.

'How did someone like that come out?'

It was a public official who was certain that even Wei Shanhu, known as the best late-night index in the world, was inferior to Baek Geomyeong. However, even with the best eyes, it was difficult to compare Wei Yanhu and Baek Geomyeong.

How can you compare someone who has defeated even the dark king of the world to the late Jisoo? He is no longer the late Jisoo. He is a proud strong man whose name has spread throughout the world.

“Go and tell them. No matter how hard you try, there is a limit, and I can’t handle Wei Yanho.”

"……master."

“You don’t need to look at me like that. I’m not the type of person who would have my pride hurt just because I haven’t yet defeated an opponent I’ve already lost to. My pride was already shattered that day.”

“…….”

“And, um…….”

Baek Geum-yeong hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“Just because I can’t handle it now doesn’t mean I won’t be able to handle it in the future. I’ve already reached the end of the sky.”

Grabbed the end of the sky.

At those words, the official's eyes widened as if they were going to tear apart. The meaning of those words was so great.

“Is this really true?”

“I don’t know, actually. Am I the only one who feels this way? Maybe I’ll know once some more time passes and things become a little clearer.”

Baek Geum-yeong's words were filled with leisure.

“Yes. By the way, was there anything else your brother wanted you to tell him?”

“……If the young master cannot handle Wei Yanho, he said he will postpone the plan.”

“It must have already happened.”

Baek Geum-yeong lifted the tea and brought it to his lips. He quietly savored the aroma and then put the tea back down.

“Brother, you still treat me like a child. If you just treat me like a disposable piece of paper, I’ll feel better. But if you squeeze it, it’ll burst, if you blow it, it’ll fly away… I don’t like it that much when you care about me like this.”

Moreover, it was a well-known fact to those who knew that his heart was not truly thinking of Baekgeomyeong. Now that Sogaju’s status had been confirmed, he was trying to show his tolerance.

“Okay, tell them. I will move according to the changed plan.”

“Okay, then take care of it.”

In the pavilion where the official had left, Baek Geom-yeong quietly tilted his teacup.

“Wei Yanho, Wei Yanho…….”

He smiled as he repeated Wei Yanho's name several times.

“He's a great man.”

The fact that he could make someone who thought he had no rivals in the world so humble was enough to demonstrate Wei Yanhu's greatness without needing any further explanation.

Originally, one would have to lament that there were people of the same age and era, but Baek Geum-yeong did not do that. Being called the best in the world in this era is meaningless. What is important is how far one advances throughout the past and present.

and…….

“Maybe you will bring me good fortune.”

Baekgeomyeong smiled softly. No matter how much I thought about it, he and Wiyeonho were not ordinary people. Only heaven knows whether that relationship will end as fate or as a bad one.

Baek Geum-yeong picked up the teacup again.

***

Wi Jeong-han bowed his head deeply as he looked at Cheong Yeong-ja sitting in front of him.

I thought he would be severely punished. In fact, from the perspective of Wi Jeong-han, who led the Jeongmu Alliance, there was nothing he needed to hear. Even if there was, if there was any respect for the Jeongmu Alliance, Hwasan would not easily open his mouth.

However, as Wi Yeon-ho's father, he had no excuse for being cursed at by his senior in Gangho, Cheong Yeong-ja.

If the situation were reversed and the Guangdong Wei family held a competition and a guy like Wei Yanhu from Huashan participated, Wei Zhenghan would have gone to Huashan to set it on fire.

Wi Jeong-han, who slightly raised his head and looked at Cheongyeongja, realized that her expression was surprisingly not that bad.

“Okay, then is it okay to finish the competition tomorrow?”

“Do as the long-time gentleman wishes.”

“If those who were going to compete once try to compete again, there will be a lot of variables, right?”

“Wouldn’t that also be a blessing for my son?”

They said there were variables, but there really weren't any variables. It was just that my younger brother had just defeated Dangcheon-gun yesterday, and it seemed a bit ridiculous for my older brother to compete with Cheoljo-hwi.

“Then I will finish the competition tomorrow. And I am sorry to Wisanho, but since the competition has been going on for too long, the finals will be held the next day. Is that okay?”

“Of course.”

Wi Jeong-han nodded resolutely.

Now, he is in a position where he cannot resist even if Cheongyeongja rushes at him to cut his throat, and can only run away. So how can he argue?

“Thank you for understanding.”

“I should be more grateful. Hehe.”

Cheongyeongja grabbed Wijeonghan's thigh while looking at him with a smirk.

'You shouldn't get angry.'

He was also a man of wit and intelligence who could calculate. The moment he defeated Wei Yanhu and the Dark King, he could not help but know that the world of martial arts had begun to change drastically.

The saying that he was the best in the world in later generations seemed very plausible, but it could also be belittled as having a young kid with potential.

However, by showing that he was playing with the Dark King, Wi Yeon-ho went beyond the name of a later index and rose to become a strong man who could discuss the world right now.

The difference is stark.

There is no way that the Plum Blossom Sword can be inferior to the Hwasan. However, the situation has become such that I have to use the expression that it is not inferior to the Guangdong Wei family, who were not even comparable until yesterday.

'I want to punch this guy in the face right now!'

Oddly enough, those who experienced Wei Yanho tended to vent their anger on Wei Zhenghan rather than Wei Yanho. This tendency was especially strong among those who were older than Wei Zhenghan.

Even if it was just Shin Gi-su, didn't he assault Wi Jeong-han?

'Joe, we have to maintain good relations. For the sake of the volcano!'

Cheongyeongja forced the corners of her lips upward. It was an extremely awkward smile.

“Okay, I see.”

“I…… Jang Moon-in, I have something to ask you……”

“What is it?”

Wi Jeong-han said, scratching his head.

“So… what happened to the old dark king?”

Wi Jeong-han asked cautiously. That day, he saw the dark king being beaten and carried away by Wi Yeon-ho, but he had not heard what happened to him since then.

No matter how good the witty remarks of a high-ranking official are, you can't go to the party and ask about such things, right?

“Are you talking about the elder Dangcheon-gun?”

"……yes."

Cheongyeongja licked her lips and then opened her mouth.

“They say he’s still unconscious.”

“Oh, not yet?”

“It’s fortunate that there are no aftereffects since you got hit like that.”

“……Well, I guess.”

The sound of Wei Yanhu's sword striking Tang Cheon-gun is still vivid in my ears. It would be even stranger if someone was hit like that and came out fine.

“You must have a bit of a headache too.”

“Yes, kind of.”

Now, it can be said that the Tang family and the Guangdong Wei family have an irreversible relationship. In front of so many people, the top leader of the Tang family, the Dark King, was literally beaten like a dog by Wei Yanhu, so from the Tang family's perspective, he must look like a mortal enemy.

“It can’t be helped.”

“That’s what happens when you have a child who is too talented.”

“He’s good, but…….”

Wi Jeong-han sighed.

If he had to choose, Wi Jeong-han's honest feelings were that he would rather have a son with a good character than a son with good military skills.

It was only in the beginning that I was happy that Wei Yanhu had returned with improved martial arts skills, but after that, just dealing with Wei Yanhu made my back bend.

“But you, don’t you have to watch your son right now?”

"yes?"

Cheongyeongja shook her head as she looked at Wijeonghan, who was looking at her as if asking what she was talking about.

'This guy is a total mess when it comes to raising his children.'

If you have any sense at all, you should know what kind of situation Wei Yanhu is in right now. This is not the time to waste time here.

Perhaps right now, Wei Yanhui is… … .

Cheongyeongja turned her head and looked towards the pavilion where Wiyeonho was.