Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 473

#473

Taejonbirok Volume 19, Episode 23

Chapter 107: The Lazy Man Suggests (3)

Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head.

It's a habit that comes out when things don't go as planned.

“Let’s not do this.”

Wei Yanho's face was unable to find its expression. At this very moment, he was at a loss as to what expression was appropriate.

"I didn't mean to take it that seriously. That kind of thing just doesn't suit me."

Wi Jeong-han smiled bitterly.

“Yeonho.”

“No, just a moment.”

Wi Yeon-ho waved his hand.

"I get what you're trying to say, but this isn't simply a question of whether or not your father eats the Explosives. Let's not go that way."

“Isn’t it something that someone has to do?”

Wi Yeon-ho sighed.

“It’s not that important. Just have some, Lord Cheon Iryeon.”

"you……."

As Wi Jeong-han was about to say something, Wi Yeon-ho quickly opened his mouth.

"Of course you'd say that those who expect sacrifice from others shouldn't fear their own. Yes, you're right. But how can people be like that? Don't force others to live the same life as your father. Most people are petty. Remember, the reason great people can be called great is because most people live petty lives."

“Well, that’s true.”

Zhuge Yan nodded with satisfaction. He seemed surprised that these words came from Wei Yanhao and not someone else.

"no……."

“Hey, I told you to do it that far.”

Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips.

"Even if you don't pretend to be so great, those words amply prove your father's bravery. No one thinks you're bluffing now."

Everyone nodded.

I don't know about other people, but that person is the kind of person who would swallow a bomb squad while laughing.

Isn't he a person whose name has spread far and wide in a different sense from Wi Yeon-ho?

“I’m not joking.”

"Yes, yes. I'm not joking, so it's best to go that far. I don't know about others, but my father isn't even a candidate."

Wi Jeong-han's eyes were slightly distorted.

“Is it because I am your father?”

"yes."

Wi Yeon-ho's answer was refreshing, as if he didn't have the slightest hesitation. Then Wi Jeong-han's face completely distorted.

"Being your father is not a privilege. Even if it were, I would refuse it."

“Oh my.”

Wei Yanhu sighed and looked back at Zhuge Yan.

Then, Zhuge Yan smiled awkwardly and nodded. It seemed like it would be better for him to explain this than for Wei Yanhu to explain it.

“Stomach ache.”

“Yes, Lord Zhuge Liang.”

“The above statement is correct. Your Majesty, you cannot eat the explosives.”

“Why is that?”

"The reason is simple. We currently possess only two Explosion Chains. Since the Master must consume one, there's only one left. Therefore, this remaining Explosion Chain must be consumed by the one with the most perfect conditions."

"Aren't I the one who possesses those perfect qualities? As I said earlier, I possess a wealth of skills and, compared to others,…"

"No. Of all the people here, the one with the worst conditions is Wei Gaju. The reason is simple: Wei Gaju is the father of the Wei Xiaoxia."

“I didn’t know that the Zhuge Liang would say something like that.”

Zhuge Yan smiled bitterly.

"There seems to be some misunderstanding. I wasn't saying that Wei Ga Ju was disqualified because he possesses a different level of power than before. In this selection, the first priority should be the Wei Ga Ju's children."

“Huh? What do you mean?”

"If the Wei family devours the Explosion Group, the one who should investigate is Wei So-hyeop. But do you think Wei So-hyeop can calmly observe his own father dying?"

Wi Jeong-han looked back at Wi Yeon-ho with a sullen expression. Then Wi Yeon-ho firmly waved his hand.

“Hey, that’s impossible.”

“What a bunch of idiots! You punk!”

"It's just a bunch of people. No matter how much my father nags me without doing anything, and even though he's someone I sometimes wish I could just cut ties with, I still can't calmly watch him die."

“I never raised you to be so weak!”

"It's not that you've never raised me weak, it's that you've never raised me weak. Even if your mouth is crooked, you should speak straight."

“…….”

As for education and childcare, I was a man of few words, so I couldn't refute him any further. As I looked at him with slightly earnest eyes, Zhuge Yan coughed.

“Now that I look at it, it seems possible, but….”

Zhuge Yan, who looked back and forth between Wei Zhenghan and Wei Yanhu, shook his head as if he was still not satisfied.

"There's a one-in-a-million chance, so I won't approve this. We need to be concerned about the possibility of losing something."

“Ugh.”

Wi Jeong-han smacked his lips as if he was sorry.

I'd like to try to pressure him a little more, but the logic Zhuge Yan and Wei Yanhu were putting forth was too convoluted. All I could do was literally try to pressure him.

“Well, it’s obviously not going to work out anyway, so why do you have to make such a fuss about it?”

“This guy!”

Wi Jeong-han was furious at Wi Yeon-ho's death, but he couldn't raise his voice any louder. Someone might have to sacrifice themselves, yet he'd just slipped away. Feeling guilty, Wi Jeong-han couldn't help but keep his mouth shut.

“Then, excluding my father, I think one of the people here should do it…….”

“……Doesn’t your voice suddenly become too cheerful?”

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled at Dangcheon-gun's words.

“I feel good that my father is out of the picture.”

“Ugh, you’re too honest, that’s a problem.”

“I heard that people should be honest.”

Wi Yeon-ho added something that didn't need to be added.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I didn't leave my father out of affection for any reason. I was simply following my master's orders."

“Master?”

"yes."

Wi Yeon-ho nodded.

“My master said that if something can be solved with perseverance, it means that it is something that cannot be solved.”

“……What does that mean?”

"That's literally true. Saying that grit is necessary to solve a problem means it's realistically impossible. He said that work must be made possible and executed without any grit or variables. He said that saying you can do it if you try is often just passing the buck for the impossible onto someone else. When I think about it, it seems true."

“What kind of life has your teacher lived?”

“……I heard you lived in luxury?”

“Ugh.”

Dangcheon-gun shook his head.

The man who boldly asked to be killed, saying he would die, that bastard, the teacher who taught that bastard… there was not a single sane person.

Zhuge Yan cleared his throat and sorted out the situation.

"I don't think further discussion today will yield any concrete answers. I think it's best to call it a day and discuss this again tomorrow. There are still some areas that need further consideration."

“Let’s do that.”

Everyone got up from their seats with heavy faces.

But even when everyone was getting up from their seats, Wei Yanho remained seated, arms folded, lost in thought.

The sun has set.

Jang Il shivered.

“It’s windy today.”

Even though he was wearing a giant cloak, he, a man of few words, couldn't possibly feel the cold in this weather. The chill he felt was likely due to the heavy atmosphere hanging over the house.

The atmosphere in the Tang family has been bad lately, but after Wi Yeon-ho and Cheok Su-gwang fought, the atmosphere became so bad that it was completely frozen.

“Hehehe.”

Jang Il looked around the quiet Dangga with a proud expression on his face.

The Tang family is the most proud in the world. As such, they have often caused trouble with other sects.

In particular, the relationship with Gaebong was not particularly good.

Because they were considered one of the most prestigious families, they often looked down on openness, perhaps because they thought they were not on the same level as beggars.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of relief when I thought that Wei Yanho had not only humbled but completely shattered the pride of those guys.

“So where is our hero?”

Jang Il whistled and went out to find Wi Yeon-ho.

Since meeting Wei Yanhu, all he has gained is nervous stomachache and the beggar's abuse, but he still can't hate Wei Yanhu because he gives him this kind of fun every once in a while.

And now, Jang Il was somewhat grateful for the life he had with Wi Yeon-ho.

Think about it.

What if I hadn't befriended that catastrophic guy? Who can guarantee that the Gaebongdo Party wouldn't be in the same state it is now?

'This is what they mean by a reorganization of power.'

Jang Il vividly witnessed with his own eyes the process by which those with power acquired power.

Wei Yanhu made no specific attempt to seize power. Yet, despite his inaction, power was gathering around him.

Gaebo had already placed Jang Il by his side as a special order from Wang Geji, and Shaolin and Peng Ga were also making every effort to build a friendship with Wi Yeon-ho.

Moreover, isn't even the party that was practically an enemy sending friendly signals?

Jang Il found this situation very amusing.

No matter how powerful Wei Yanhu was, he was alone. The Guangdong Wei family's power was so minimal that it didn't even need to be considered. Without Wei Yanhu, the Guangdong Wei family was so weak that even the so-called great sects wouldn't even consider them as opponents.

It was quite surprising that the great sects that had been swaying the martial world were targeting Wei Yanhu and extending a helping hand.

Because he is the next best in the world?

That's not necessarily the case.

Because there was no such movement back when Weichan was firmly established as the next best person in the world.

'It must be awkward.'

The difference between Wei Yanhu and Wei Sanhu isn't brute force. While Wei Yanhu was incomparably stronger than Wei Sanhu, that alone wouldn't have made the many sects consider him friendly.

The reason why the great sects find Wi Yeon-ho uncomfortable is because he ignores the basic rules of martial arts.

If Shaolin offends Weishanho, will Weishanho ignore Shaolin's status and fight them?

That won't happen.

It's not that Wei San-ho lacks pride and endures. It's that he respects Shaolin. But Wei Yan-ho lacks that "respect."

If Shaolin gets into a fight with Wei Yanhu, Wei Yanhu will draw the hair on the heads of Shaolin's followers. That's what's scary.

Jang-il raised his head and looked above the eaves.

'Is he aware of his position?'

It's something you can't know without asking directly. Jang-il leaped over the eaves. He saw Wi Yeon-ho lying on the edge of the eaves.