Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 436

#436

Taejonbirok Volume 18, Episode 11

100 Lazy People, Get It (1)

That gentleman must have had his own confidence.

Isn't that true?

The Zhuge family, the Zhuge family.

Isn't it the Zhuge Family that gathers only the most intelligent people in this vast Central Plains?

Even in the Zhuge family, Zhuge Yan was considered to be the most intelligent, so of course he would have been confident.

huh?

no.

That's because you don't know much about books. Booksellers have that kind of pride.

Isn't that what a bookseller is originally?

Others achieve unimaginable feats, and they overcome difficult situations with clever strategies. Even if it's practically impossible, being a strategist means believing you can handle the situation if you find yourself in it. And of course, you should.

Yeah, that's right.

To put it nicely, it's confidence.

The problem, though, is that this confidence is usually unfounded. For a strategist to devise a strategy that would astonish the world, they must experience a significant situation, and it's rare to encounter such a situation in a lifetime.

So that's why I think that way.

It's just that I haven't been at the right time, but if I had been given the right time, I wouldn't have been worse than my ancestors in the past.

Yes, I suffer from that kind of pride. I call it bookworm.

Actually, this isn't so wrong.

Huh? Why is that not wrong?

Think about it.

How many figures throughout history have been more brilliant than Zhuge Liang? Do you think there was anyone who could outwit him with his wisdom and strategy?

There must have been.

I told you it definitely existed.

How many people live in the Central Plains? Since the Central Plains was founded, so many people have been born and died. It's impossible that there weren't talented people.

But what if no great tribulation occurs during that person's lifetime?

okay.

It's being buried.

If people don't know he has that kind of ability, how can it become a topic of conversation? It's just a rumor that spreads in that area, saying, "That guy is a genius," and that's it.

If Liu Bei hadn't sought out Zhuge Liang, would his reputation still be remembered today? It would simply end with, "There was a certain gentleman who was quite clever back then."

If Han Xin had gone out to battle and died from a sword strike while under Xiang Yu, that gentleman would not have been recorded in history.

So, what I'm saying is that luck is important to people.

Perhaps even in this day and age, there are people rotting away who could shake up the world.

And so do they.

You can't truly know how great a talent you are until you experience it yourself. You can compare yourself to people of your time, but it's difficult to compare yourself to people from other eras.

So, it's not necessarily wrong to think that I, too, could leave my mark on history if given the chance.

furthermore…….

It's really strange, but Wei Yanhu has that kind of temperament.

Everyone who meets him thinks about how he can do something about Wei Yanhu.

me?

I abandoned that idea long ago. If I couldn't even handle the Wei Sanho properly, how could I possibly tackle Wei Yanho? The reason I've survived and thrived in the martial arts world is because I've mastered the subject.

huh?

Let's stop talking nonsense and get to the point.

… … You, you’ve become a bit tense.

Yeah. Well, the main point is that guy's story…

That's too bad.

Yes. If that gentleman had been born in a different era, he would have been treated well, but it just so happens that he was born in the same era as Wi Yeon-ho.

Wi Yeon-ho is like a graveyard for scholars.

Unfortunately, that's true.

***

'Baduk stones?'

Tangcheon-gun turned his head with a bewildered expression and looked at the stones stuck in the ceiling.

It was so deeply embedded that it would be difficult to see, but Tang Cheon-gun's trained visual acuity made it possible.

‘So… …you’re saying that the thing that just flew in was a baduk stone?’

If coins and feathers can be memorized, there's no reason why a Go stone can't be memorized. The question is, why is that stone flying through the air right now?

Dangcheon-gun slowly turned his head again and looked into the room.

There, Wei Yanhu and the little girl I saw last time were sitting with a Go board in the middle.

'Are you playing baduk?'

But why are the Go stones flying?

Anyway, whatever that guy does, it's weird, no matter what he does!

“What’s going on?”

“……What kind of Go game are you playing that makes your stones fly through the air?”

“It’s not baduk.”

"huh?"

“I know. I said he doesn’t know how to play baduk.”

Wi Yeon-ho pointed at Soryeo-gun with a disgruntled expression. However, Soryeo-gun remained focused on the board, seemingly uninterested in what Wi Yeon-ho had to say.

“I see.”

I wanted to ask why he was playing with that kid, but what was Wi Yeon-ho doing that made any sense? It was just something I could have just let it be.

“Baduk…….”

Zhuge Yan smiled as he came inside.

“It seems you know how to play baduk.”

"who are you?"

“My name is Zhuge Yan. I am the head of the Zhuge family.”

“Uh, um…….”

Wi Yeon-ho's posture became awkward. He seemed to be contemplating whether it was appropriate to greet the adult or continue with what he was doing.

"Enough with the greetings. But if you know how to play Go, would you like to play a game with me?"

“I have to do the alkagi too…….”

“…….”

“And I hate playing Baduk because it takes a long time.”

“Didn’t you want to play baduk with that kid?”

"Hey, it's easy to deal with. If you make a move, you can take a break, and if you make another move, you can take another break. I suggested we do it because I thought it would be nice to have a break every now and then without having to worry about anything…"

“……I see.”

Zhuge Yan's face became vague.

'It's even more absurd than I thought.'

Everyone spoke in unison.

The Wi Yeon-ho that I heard about and the Wi Yeon-ho that I met in person were completely different people.

“Then let’s do this.”

"yes?"

"How about we make a wager to make things less boring? If you win, I'll give you whatever you want. But if you lose, you'll have to give up everything you asked of Sega."

Although Tangcheon-gun was right next door, Zhuge Yan said it didn't matter.

A slight glimmer of color appeared in Wei Yanho's eyes.

“Mr. Party.”

“Ugh.”

"If you like dogs, could you take them out for a walk? They seem to be feeling suffocated being stuck in their room."

“A child? Did you just ask me if I like a child?”

“Do you hate it?”

“Of course! Who wouldn’t love a child?”

"That's great. I'm the same way. Then I'll ask you."

“Ugh.”

Dangcheon-gun was impressed.

The idea of using the head of the Tang family as a nanny is incredibly repulsive, but now is the time to listen to him obediently.

Wouldn't it be a problem if Wei Yanhu gets distracted by that kid and can't properly deal with Zhuge Yan?

"Don't worry. What you dislike and what you're good at are two different things. I take good care of my child."

It would be a simple matter of taking her out and leaving her to the care of the Shibi. Dangcheon-gun grabbed Soryeo-gun's hand. Soryeo-gun, too, seemed to understand the need to step aside. Without a word, he rose from his seat and followed Dangcheon-gun.

As Soryeogun and Dangcheongun left, Zhuge Yan sat across from Wei Yanhu. The two sat across the Go board, facing each other.

“I have no reason to listen to that.”

“Why not? Don’t you get any money?”

“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll stab you in the stomach.”

“Hahaha, that’s stupid.”

Zhuge Yan spoke as if he knew all about your tricks.

“That’s not to your advantage. Because you have nothing to gain by doing it.”

“Why isn’t it there?”

“Then what do you get?”

“…….”

"Are you trying to gain the trust of the Dochalwonju? Or are you just trying to feel better by seeing the Dojihwando struggling? No. That's not what you want, is it?"

“You speak as if you know me well?”

"It's difficult for one person to truly know another. There are many cases where someone's head is beheaded by a master they've served their entire life. I'm not one to be presumptuous about knowing someone well. It's just how I see it. Where, am I wrong?"

"No. I think you're right. You even know things I hadn't thought of. You're amazing."

Zhuge Yan smiled.

'So that's why everyone gets hurt.'

There was no pretense in his tone. Just listening, I felt like I was dealing with a truly innocent child.

Of course, Wi Yeon-ho couldn't possibly be an innocent child. Everyone was fooled by that subtle difference.

“But it wouldn’t be good for you, would it?”

“Of course. But it’s better than losing a lot of money.”

“Is that a lot of money even from the perspective of the Jegal family?”

"Look. It's not like there's nothing more important in this world than money, but few things are as important as it. Without it, educating children and making a living becomes difficult. How could I so easily part with that precious cash?"

“You said you’d give it up if you lost the baduk game?”

“You’re saying you won’t support it?”

“……I’m really strong, aren’t I?”

“Yes. Hanrim Gi-seong.”

Zhuge Yan brushed his beard and said.

"I was probably the first person in the current martial arts world to notice you. I almost rushed all the way to Hanrim University when I heard that Ki-seong had appeared there."

“There’s another baduk player here too.”

"That's what it means to be a sage. If you don't have anything specific to do, you can only pass the time by fishing or playing baduk. What do you think? Would you like to join my pastime?"

Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.

“So if I win, I’ll get the money I asked for?”

“Will you promise on my name?”

“What if I lose? You just won’t give me the money and that’s the end of it?”

“That’s right.”

“No matter how you look at it, it seems like a bet where you’re losing money.”

"Is the cat thinking of the mouse? I have something to gain from this too, so there's no need to worry."

“Hmm…….”

Wi Yeon-ho scratched the ball.

"You're different from Sogaju. Dealing with you makes me feel like I'm being treated like a stranger."

“This and that.”

Zhuge Yan covered his mouth with his fan as if he was in trouble.

“I was just trying to make it easier for you, but I’m sorry if it made you uncomfortable.”

“That’s not it. Um, what should I say….”

Wi Yeon-ho shook his head as if he found it difficult to explain.

"No. Let's just play Go. But I'm telling you in advance, you won't be able to beat me."

"I, too, pride myself on being the best in the world at Go. Even the renowned Hanrim University scholars, known as the "national champions," are at a loss to me."

“But you still won’t win.”

Wi Yeon-ho said calmly.

"I learned Go from a true master of the past and present. Besides, I'm now playing slowly, thinking that if I finish too quickly, I'll be in an uncomfortable position. Then, of course, I'll win."

"Good. Let's see if we can win. Then you'll get what you want."

Zhuge Yan calmly handed the black stone to Wei Yanhu.

“Would you like to catch a hundred?”

"But I'm old, so I can't take Black. Well, let's begin. I hope this will be an interesting game."

Zhuge Yan smiled meaningfully.