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Taejonbirok Volume 12 Episode 22
Chapter 72: Lazy, Ominous (2)
“Hey, you beggar.”
“…….”
“Did you starve to death when you heard that?”
“Kyaak! Why do you keep calling me a beggar, a beggar!”
“Then don’t you call a beggar a beggar? What do you call him?”
“I have a name, Jang-il! Jang-il! Even a small beggar is fine! Other people don’t call me a beggar like you do! Don’t you get it?”
“Aren’t you a beggar?”
“…….”
Jang Il was speechless.
Beggar. You're a beggar, right? If you ask a beggar if he's a beggar, that's the answer he can give.
“Oh, that’s right.”
“That’s also an open beggar. An open beggar is the worst of the beggars, so what’s wrong with calling a beggar a beggar?”
"……no."
Jang Il swallowed his tears.
Of course, he is not ashamed of being a beggar. How many people in the world are worse than beggars, and how could they be ashamed of being beggars?
On the contrary, Jang Il was proud of the fact that he was a beggar who belonged to the liberal class.
But why does it make me feel so upset when that guy calls me a beggar?
“Ugh, why? Why? Why are you doing that!”
“Isn’t it strangely peaceful?”
"huh?"
“The Demonic Cult invaded. Even though they retreated, they might invade again at any moment, but it’s strangely quiet. Nothing much is happening.”
The way back home was peaceful.
It was questionable whether this could really be called peace.
Jang Il distorted his face.
Wi Yeon-ho had many flaws, but one of the most notable flaws was his inability to read the mood.
“You call this peaceful? You should call it ominous!”
“What's the difference?”
"……uh?"
Well, what should I say… … It's not easy to explain it in words.
The answer was given by the coral reef.
“If people were quiet and not anxious, it would be peaceful, but now they are anxious and lowering their voices. So this atmosphere would be more appropriate to call it ‘ominous.’”
“Oh, I see.”
“What! Why are you so easily convinced? If I had told you, you would have found fault with me!”
Wi Yeon-ho answered with his eyes wide open.
“The level of trust was different in the first place.”
“Huh?”
“Which would be more trustworthy, something that a tall, handsome man says or something that a dirty beggar says? Who would you trust?”
“…….”
I have nothing to say.
“That’s why people’s appearances are important. Even the people in the martial arts world aren’t all in their right mind. How can you buy information by giving money to a beggar? How can you trust that?”
“I agree!”
The ghost that had been hiding without anyone knowing raised its voice as if it had been stabbed in the neck.
Although she was not completely at odds with the political faction like the Demonic Cult, she was still classified as a sect, so she was very discouraged during the movement between the Jeongwu Alliance and the Huashan Cult.
I had been so careful not to stand out here or there and worried about being caught there that I couldn't even breathe, but when I finally got to go outside, I shouted as if I was venting all my anger.
“What the hell do you trust in beggars! You trust those who beg for information and pay money to buy information! I really can’t understand it.”
“What’s different about Haomen?”
“It’s different! The most important information usually comes out when you’re gambling or with a prostitute! Beggars don’t even come near those places! The quality of Haomen’s information is on a whole other level than the information those beggars ask for!”
“……I’m proud.”
Wi Yeon-ho sighed.
As I turned my head to look at the group, my sighs grew deeper.
What the heck kind of combination is this?
Beggars, monks, doctors, Taoists… …and even Haomen informants.
There has never been a group like this in the world. Just looking at it makes my head hurt.
“No, I mean! I’m going home! Now go your way!”
His family is on their way home, what's with all this traffic?
“Huh! What right do you have?”
"huh?"
Jang-il said, sticking his stomach out.
“We have already asked permission from the Great Hero. No matter what you say, there is no reason for us to go.”
Wi Yeon-ho's face was distorted.
"father!"
Wi Jeong-han shrugged his shoulders.
“Isn’t it nice when it’s not lonely?”
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“Are you lonely? That’s what you call cozy! It’s the first time in a while that I’m going home with my family!”
“Even when you go home, you can still see each other as a family. That is, as long as you don’t suddenly disappear like last time.”
“Okay.”
Wi Jeong-han laughed lightly.
'It's a good thing to make connections.'
Wi Jeong-han also realized it. Wi Yeon-ho had already left his hands. Not only was his skill high, but his status in the martial arts world was also easily superior to Wi Jeong-han's.
Whether Wei Yanhu wanted it or not, Jianghu would now have many demands from Wei Yanhu. In that sense, the people gathered around him now were those who could one day become Wei Yanhu's strength.
'If you just reach out.'
Wi Jeong-han touched his forehead.
'It's great to have connections, but I wonder if that guy will be able to utilize those connections.'
Even connections shine when a person has the intention to use them. But what good are connections for someone who won't come out of their room?
'We have to create an incident somehow.'
What would happen if we returned home safely with our family like this?
It's obvious.
Wi Yeon-ho will be locked in his room and think it's okay, and Han Sang-ah, who thinks that Wi Yeon-ho has made him suffer all this time, will tell Wi Yeon-ho that he has that much right and will not let him touch her for a while.
'That's a shortcut to ruin!'
The human body is something that if you don't use it, you forget what you have. If Wei Yanhui continues to live the same way as before, he will forget all of his current abilities.
No matter how unreliable a son may be, being strong is a hundred times better than being powerless. As a father, I cannot just watch my son lose what he has.
If we take these people with us, it will at least give Wi Yeon-ho a reason to move a little more.
but…….
“Ah, hot!”
Wi Yeon-ho made a joke.
“No! I told you that this doesn’t have to happen!”
“The wound hasn’t completely healed yet.”
“What kind of wound are you putting needles in! What else can it do but cut and puncture?”
“The congressman is leaving.”
“Ugh…….”
Wi Yeon-ho was overwhelmed by Jin Ye-ran's overwhelming spirit. This woman may not be able to do it at other times, but when it comes to medical matters, she exudes an aura that even the world-class Wi Yeon-ho cannot help but flinch.
'I was wrong.'
If you think about it, it was none other than him who made Jin Ye-ran like this.
It was Wi Yeon-ho who said to Jin Ye-ran, who had decided to make Jin So-ah a great doctor and live with Jin So-ah for the sake of the family, "If you want to do it, do it yourself. Why are you ordering Jin So-ah to do it and then just running away?"
From that day on, Jin Ye-ran began to dream of becoming a great member of the National Assembly herself, rather than Jin So-ah.
The problem is… … .
'It's a bit excessive.'
There has to be a distinction between a good member of parliament and an ambitious member of parliament. Why do you say that you rush at the patient as if you are going to kill him?
And no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure out why he put needles in the wound.
“Does this really work?”
“The human body responds to stimuli.”
"yes?"
“When you get a wound, your body moves to heal the wound. If you get a big wound, your body will weaken because it can’t even handle the energy you’ve gathered, but small wounds actually make that part stronger than before. It’s like the flesh where the scar is made swells up more and the broken bones heal more firmly.”
“So, why is that?”
Jin Ye-ran said with a serious face.
“Therefore, if you make a small wound on the same wound, the calmed body will become activated again to heal the wound.”
“……No, just wait a minute.”
So what now?
Wound on top of wound?
You have a wound, and you stab and cut it to increase its self-healing power?
“Isn’t it a cult?”
“It’s a new theory.”
“Who created it?”
Jin Ye-ran smiled brightly.
“Me.”
For the first time, Wei Yanhu wanted to spit on the pretty Jin Yeran's smiling face.
“So, are you using me as a test subject now?”
“The term ‘experimental subject’ sounds a bit strange. I wonder if it’s something like ‘beneficiary of advanced medicine’.”
“Advanced medicine! Is this woman crazy?”
“It’s noisy!”
Unable to bear it any longer, Wi Jeong-han lost his temper.
Your father is full of worries, and you are flirting with a woman over there. The roof of the carriage is not a love room!
“Father, your son is now a test subject. What do you have to say about that?”
“Please, I beg you to develop a medical technique that can eliminate laziness. If I can do that, I won’t have to worry about anything until the day I die. If I can, I’ll even sew that blunt-nosed snout shut.”
“You only hate me!”
“Kaaaak!”
When Wi Jeong-han made a genuinely angry face, Wi Yeon-ho felt stung and lay down on the roof of the carriage. Then, Jin Ye-ran indifferently stabbed Wi Yeon-ho in the wound.
“Ah! Slow down!”
“Get well as quickly as you hurt.”
“Ugh.”
Wi Jeong-han's face became serious after seeing Jin Ye-ran handling Wi Yeon-ho.
'That's right, that's right.'
At first, he seemed like a weak man with a half-faced face, but as time went by, he seemed to become stronger.
It's like, what is it… … .
“What are you looking at?”
"……no."
Wi Jeong-han turned his head away from Han Sang-ah, who was shouting angrily.
'Be careful, Yeonho.'
A pretty face is fleeting.
When a woman gets married, she becomes a completely different creature than she was before.
Wi Jeong-han kept rubbing his eyes, which were starting to feel cold, at the thought that his child might walk the same path as him.
'No, wait a minute?'
If you think about it, this is a good method, right?
No matter how much Wei Yanhui is a strong-willed man, he will not be able to continue to be lazy even after getting married. No matter how well he endures, what if his wife starts nagging him?
'Oh my, this?'
Wi Jeong-han, who had found a solution in an unexpected place, began to look at Jin Ye-ran with a serious face.
'Not bad. Not a bad idea.'
It would be better to live like a human being even if it means suffering a little.
Since it has come to this, let's proceed quickly without wasting any time…
huh?
Wi Jeong-han raised his hand. Then the carriage stopped.
Wi Jeong-han clicked his tongue and looked around.
“If a guest comes to visit, wouldn’t it be polite to welcome him? However, if the guest doesn’t show his face, it would be difficult for me to be polite, so wouldn’t it be better to just show your face?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the bushes swayed slightly.
But that's it.
Those surrounding the area rarely showed their faces.
“Should we attack first?”
“Hehehehe.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a low laugh was heard.