Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 435

#435

Taejonbirok Volume 18, Episode 10

Chapter 99: The Lazy Man, Intimidated (5)

'I made a mistake.'

Wei Yanhu realized that he had made a huge mistake.

It was okay until he sent Wooil to Jegal Se-ga.

Come to think of it, there's nothing better than that. What could be better in the world than making money by working people while lying still?

This is where the problem arose.

It's not something else, it's 'quietly'.

Wei Yanhu loved lying still more than anything else in the world. And lying still was Wei Yanhu's specialty.

pride.

At least in terms of staying in bed for long periods of time and being lazy, Wei Yanhu prided himself on being the best in the world. While he couldn't match his master in every aspect, even his master acknowledged his laziness.

“Hey, you donkey!”

Watching Wei Yan-ho, who could not shake off his laziness no matter how many times he was beaten, reminds me of my master who used to run wild.

Even Baek Mu-han, who had achieved remarkable things in every field, acknowledged Wei Yan-ho's laziness as extraordinary.

however…….

Now Wei Yanhu was facing a serious crisis.

It's becoming increasingly difficult for him to do what he does best: just lie in bed and pass the time.

Is his laziness getting better?

That couldn't have happened.

The reason Wei Yanhu was uncomfortable now wasn't because the bed was hard or because he was tired from lying down for too long. Wei Yanhu wasn't the type of person to give up laziness for such common reasons.

What was making him uncomfortable now was the gaze.

Gaze.

Wi Yeon-ho raised his head slightly.

Bye~bye.

He could see a gaze staring straight at him. Wi Yeon-ho lowered his head again with a trembling face.

'I should have told you to take that with you… … .'

It was good until I saw the rain.

But after Uil left, there was no one to look after Soryeo-gun. It could have been left to Sibi, but strangely, Soryeo-gun refused to leave Wi Yeon-ho's side.

Perhaps he is anxious that he might be captured by the Zhuge family again. That is why he seeks protection from Wei Yanhu.

I understand.

I could understand up to that point.

Wi Yeon-ho wasn't a man without compassion. He was able to protect a child who suffered from anxiety after being captured by the Zhuge family and subjected to harsh training.

Since there is no particular part that requires attention, isn't it something that can be left alone without worrying about it?

That's what happened… … .

'This is so annoying.'

Protection usually means the opposite. Wei Yanho's constant presence in Soryeo-gun's sight could be considered protection.

However, Soryeogun's concept of protection was wrong, and he had not taken his eyes off Wiyeonho for even a moment since Wooil left.

Think about it.

Let's say you're looking to enjoy some free time in the middle of the day.

But if someone is staring at you from the side of your bed, where warm sunlight is pouring down, would you be able to rest comfortably?

Although he was a whale who should be called his older brother in terms of nerves, he couldn't concentrate on resting in this situation.

'If this continues, I'm really going to lose weight.'

I haven't been eating well lately, and I feel like my health is going to get worse if I keep spending my time like this without getting enough rest.

Finally, Wi Yeon-ho, unable to bear it any longer, threw off the blanket and stood up. Soryeo-gun seemed slightly startled and stepped back.

'If you're that anxious, why don't you just look at it like that?'

The child cannot understand.

For Wi Yeon-ho, children have always been incomprehensible. He can never understand what they're thinking or why they act the way they do.

“Are you hungry?”

So, the questions are bound to be limited.

As Soryeogun shook his head repeatedly, Wi Yeonho fell into deep thought.

'I want to divert my attention elsewhere… … .'

Wi Yeon-ho began to think seriously.

It would be easier to relax if I could let him focus on something else, but I can't figure out what he likes. I'd say kids are interested in dolls and toys, but there's nothing like that here.

After a long period of contemplation, something familiar caught Wei Yanho's eye.

'oh!'

Among the items prepared in the guest room, there were some that were quite useful.

“By any chance you…….”

Wi Yeon-ho smiled meaningfully.

“Have you ever played baduk?”

***

“Welcome.”

“It’s been a while.”

Dangcheon-gun greeted Zhuge Yan with a gentle smile. Zhuge Yan, in turn, seemed very pleased.

On the surface, that is.

'This cunning bastard.'

'You're so funny.'

These two men knew they were already divided. The Zhuge family was already supporting the elders who were hostile to the Tang Dynasty. Even if Cheon Il-ryeon-ju had the will, it would have been impossible without the Zhuge family's will.

Stripped of the clutter and looking at the facts, the two were already enemies. But they couldn't show themselves as enemies in front of others.

“I didn’t know you would come here without any notice.”

“Considering the close relationship between the main family and the Tang family, isn’t the connection just a facade?”

“Hahaha, that’s true. When you say it like that, it makes me seem narrow-minded.”

Although they were exchanging pleasantries, their eyes were as cold as blades.

'Damn it.'

If anything, it was Prince Tangcheon who wanted to kill Zhuge Yan in one fell swoop.

But if he were to ignite a conflict with Zhuge Yan here, it would only give the Zhuge clan a pretext to formally intervene. Tang Cheon-gun smiled, enduring the poison surging in his stomach.

“So, what brings you here?”

“I heard that an interesting guest has come to our house, so I came here to check it out with my own eyes.”

“You said you were a guest?”

“Yes. Recently, the world-renowned Wei Yanhu, known as the Light Sword, has been here. How could I not meet him?”

“……You said you came to meet Wi Yeon-ho?”

“Yes, that’s right. Is there any problem?”

"How could that be? It's always a pleasure to meet a rising star. If you weren't coming in person, I was thinking of sending you a letter. Hahahaha!"

“Yes. I have high expectations. I guess… hmm, no.”

Although Zhuge Yan made a slight provocation, Tang Tianjun was not offended at all.

I couldn't help but feel bad.

What does it matter what a man who crawls into a cave on his own two feet says?

Dangcheon-gun was the kind of person who could see off a person who was about to be bitten by a tiger and spit blood with a smiling face, even if he cursed or hurled evil words at them.

Dangcheon-gun smiled with satisfaction.

'You're in trouble.'

The interesting thing about Wei Yanhu is that those who haven't experienced it firsthand always take it lightly. While others may have been dealt a strange blow, it instills a sense of familiarity that, if you're alert, dealing with even a small child like him isn't difficult.

And the price for that closeness was always harsh.

If you're going into the swamp on your own two feet, there's no need to stop you.

“This way. I’ll show you around.”

"Hehehe, you seem a bit hasty. It's been a while since I've seen the Dang family. How about a cup of tea?"

"If you keep someone on business and then share tea, they'll only get more impatient. When you're done, come to me. I'll have some good tea ready. Alcohol would be nice, too."

“If that’s the case.”

Dangcheon-gun decided to take out the white sand wine that had been stored for a long time.

Drinking white wine while looking at Zhuge Yan's rotten face must taste like heaven.

Suppressing the laughter that threatened to burst out, Dangcheon-gun guided Jegal Yeon to the guest room.

I could feel the elders and Zhuge Yan exchanging glances behind me, but it didn't matter.

'Probably soon all plans will disappear from my head.'

Even dog poop has its uses. In places like this, isn't Wi Yeon-ho truly a useful person?

Dangcheon-gun, heading to the guest room, was greeted by the servants guarding Wi Yeon-ho's room.

“Are you inside?”

“Yes. There is.”

Of course there will be.

Where would that person go? He doesn't even go to the side room and just stays in his room.

“Please eat.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Dangcheon-gun knocked quietly on the door.

“Are you there?”

No reply came back.

“Hmm.”

Dangcheon-gun coughed quietly.

“I’ll go in.”

Dangcheon-gun, who had been slowly opening the door, suddenly turned his head.

Paaaaaaaang!

Something of a terrifying force passed right past his face.

'Oh, memorization?'

Cold sweat ran down Dangcheon-gun's forehead.

What on earth flew in?

***

“Jegal Segara…….”

Saga had a slightly worried expression on his face.

“Why? Is it related to the Zhuge clan?”

"It's more of an interest than a relationship. After all, it's a family with a long history."

“That’s true.”

Gwanggu Shingae nodded.

There are many schools of thought and tradition in the martial arts world, and many places boasting a long history, but few places can match the history of the Zhuge family, which has been passed down since the Shu Han Dynasty.

"But that's surprising. I understand the Zhuge family wasn't very active in the Great War, so you're saying they had already made contact with the Gwanghwimujeon before then?"

“Who said that?”

"yes?"

“Who said that the Jegal family was not active in Daejeon?”

“……Isn’t that so?”

The Gwanggu Shingae chuckled.

“I don’t know where you got the history you know.”

"History, as seen by historians, is ultimately based on historical records. We can't simply believe everything handed down without evidence. But if Zhuge Liang must have known this, why didn't he leave behind any historical records?"

“It’s not that I didn’t leave any material behind, it’s that I couldn’t leave any behind.”

"yes?"

"Zhuge Yu's prediction turned out to be correct. It wasn't the time to be leaving behind historical records or anything like that. It was already too much to handle, so what historical records could there possibly be?"

"hmm……."

"There's something you don't seem to understand. What's recorded is only a fraction of what happened. The war we experience firsthand and the war we see recorded later are entirely different. That's why I find you so fascinating."

“Yes? Which part are you talking about?”

"It's common to try to bury terrible history. Even at this age, I still shudder when I think about that time. So why bother to dig up that history and share it? It's just strange."

Saga said with a stern face.

"The more we want to ignore history, the more we need to make it known. Only then can we prevent it from happening again."

“……Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

A look of regret filled Gwanggu Shingae's face.

"The more we want to ignore history, the more we need to make it known… Yes, that's true. We didn't know that back then."

Gwanggu Shingae coughed loudly and continued speaking.

"Then let's continue. Now is the time to talk about the most important things."

“Are you talking about Zhuge Liang?”

"no."

A playful smile, as usual, appeared on Gwanggu Shingae's lips.

“Those gentlemen just had a hard time.”