Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 59

# 59

Taejonbirok Volume 3 Episode 9

Chapter 20 – The Journey of the Right Sword (1)

Because they had to take care of more than a dozen seriously ill patients at a time, the family of the Sungsujang had to spend their time very busy. Even the servants had to reduce their sleep time to take care of the patients.

However, there was someone who was able to escape the busy flow and live a leisurely life, and that was of course Wi Yeon-ho.

“Haaaaaah!”

From that day on, neither Jin So-ah nor Jin Ye-ran ordered Wei Yeon-ho to do anything. No, to be exact, from that day on, Wei Yeon-ho had nothing to do.

It was not Wei Yanho's job to examine the details of the remaining patients and prescribe accordingly.

Wi Yeon-ho, who was not very careful with his hands, would not be able to properly wrap even one bandage, and it was obvious that if he were to ask someone to do something that others would be able to finish in an instant, it would take four or five hours.

Since everyone knew that now, no one thought of ordering Wei Yanhui to do anything.

As a result, Wei Yanhu was left unattended for more than five days.

Wi Yeon-ho lived under such utter indifference that it was fortunate that he was given food when it was mealtime.

If it were someone else, he might have been dissatisfied with this indifference shown to a guest, but Wi Yeon-ho was not like that at all. In fact, he was happy with the situation where no one was looking for him.

Since Jin So-ah was busy, she didn't nag him like she used to while serving him meals, and thanks to that, Wi Yeon-ho could roll around on the floor without any more wishes.

But that doesn't mean that Wi Yeon-ho did nothing.

Even as he rolled around on the floor, Wei Yanho knew exactly what the doctor was doing as if he was looking at the palm of his hand. Even if he just lay still, he couldn't block out the sounds that came to him on their own.

“Sister, we are running low on bone grafting.”

“Go to the pharmacy and ask them to give you some bone-splitting medicine. There is no time to make it with herbs.”

“If you buy a brace directly, it is not cheap.”

“Is price an issue when it comes to saving lives?”

“Since these patients came, the amount of money we have already spent has exceeded ten nyang. They are quarry workers and there is no way to receive the money, so if we continue to spend money like this…….”

“What are you talking about, you punk! Personal money matters are none of your business! Haven’t I told you over and over again to just focus on treating patients and improving your medical skills?”

"one……."

“Go and buy some bone-splitting stones. I’ll give you the silver.”

"……yes."

Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue.

'Ten nyang of silver?'

Wi Yeon-ho knew that Jin So-ah was wrong. The ten nyang was only the cost of medicine to treat the patient, and if other incidental expenses were included, as well as the original medical expenses, then at least twenty nyang would have easily flown away.

It hasn't been long since Wi Yeon-ho gave thirty nyang of silver to Jin Ye-ran, but now only ten nyang are left.

Since Jin So-ah and Jin Ye-ran were doing something that was basically free service, considering the labor costs, there would actually be more money left, but it was obvious that the money would be gone and the Baek Eun-ok necklace that they had barely found would not be returned to the pawn shop for long.

“Tsk.”

Wi Yeon-ho closed his eyes and tried to sleep.

There are many things I feel here, but I also have to endure the discomfort.

It was great to live for others.

But that greatness was making Wi Yeon-ho uncomfortable.

* * *

Hallym University Scholarship.

After Wi Yeon-ho left, Moon Eun-ji, who had barely found peace, received an unexpected visitor.

A serious-looking young man and a beggar with a frowning expression.

It was a really odd combination.

“Who are you looking for?”

A young man with a serious demeanor opened his mouth with a stern face.

“Is there a guy named Wi Yeon-ho here?”

Moon Ji tilted her head.

“Prince Wi Yeon-ho? Yes, he existed.”

“Then what about now?”

“Not now. It’s been a while since he left.”

A look of despair appeared on the young man's face.

“Is that so? Then do you know where he went?”

“Yes. He went to the holy water market in Hubei.”

“Are you sure?”

“I called Pyo-haeng to accompany me, so I remember clearly. Prince Wei Yan-ho went to Hubei. He went with Pyo-haeng of the Kwai-ryong-pyo-guk.”

The young man nodded.

“Thank you. Okay.”

The young man turned around.

Then the beggar's eyes widened and he asked.

“Where are you going?”

The young man answered as if it was no big deal.

“I’m going to Hubei.”

The beggar sat down, cursing.

“You can’t go! Don’t go! You’d rather kill me, you rascal! I ran all the way from Gaebong to here without even drinking water! And now you’re going straight to Hubei at this hour of the night? Kill me! Kill me! You’d rather kill me!”

The young man spoke with a cold face.

"wake up."

“Oh my! People of the world! Look at this heartless bastard! Where in the world is there a person who drags around a beggar who hasn’t even eaten anything and makes him suffer?”

Moon Ji sighed.

“Please take a rest and go.”

The cold young man shook his head.

“No, I can’t cause any trouble.”

“If I were to turn away a guest who has come to visit me tonight, the world would curse me. I will prepare a meal and a bath, so you can rest and go.”

The young man's face showed worry.

“I can’t go even if I die. My feet are on fire, they’re on fire!”

The young man frowned.

Even if it wasn't difficult to get to Hubei, if you were to go to Seongsujang alone, it would take quite some time. In order to get there quickly, this beggar's help was essential.

'I guess there's nothing I can do.'

Although he was in a hurry, he had definitely been in too much of a hurry. He was a beggar, so it was okay, but his appearance was extremely shabby right now.

“Then I will be sorry.”

“By the way, can I ask you something?”

“Please speak.”

“What is your relationship with Prince Wei Yanhu?”

The young man answered with a light smile.

“I’m that guy’s older brother. My name is Wisanho.”

Wisanho went into the room Moonji had prepared and finished taking a bath.

Jang-il grumbled as he came out wearing his pants, wiping off the moisture and looking fluffy.

“If an open beggar sees this, he will ignore the bubble.”

The coral laughed.

Moon Ji-eun had prepared a room for him, but it was impossible for him to bring in a beggar. As a result, Jang Il had to leave the rags he had cherished for years outside the door and soak in warm water for the first time since he became mature.

Although there was the hassle of having to prepare new bath water because the bath water had turned black, the room was kept clean enough that it didn't look like a beggar had come in.

Jang Il, who had been grumbling, whistled at the sight of Wisanho.

“Whew~ This isn’t a joke?”

The muscular, solid upper body of Wi San-ho was something that would make anyone who saw it admire it.

Although the remaining large and small scars are a bit of a flaw, in a way they accentuate the masculinity of the coral, so it is not unsightly.

“As expected, it’s the Sword of the Devil. You can’t have such skill without having experienced countless battles since you were young. But……”

Jang Il looked at the long diagonal wound cut across the center of Wi San-ho's chest.

It was a wound that looked very old, but at first glance it looked like it must have been very serious.

“Is that the wound you got when you caught the Tailless Demon? You said you almost died?”

Wisanho lowered his head slightly and looked at his wound. He traced the long wound that ran from his left chest to his right side with his fingers.

“What is Mumiyuma?”

“Yeah. I heard you almost died back then.”

“Compared to when I got this wound, that wound was just a scrape.”

Weichan smiled bitterly.

“Then who gave that wound? Are you saying that there was a devil who dragged the world’s greatest sword to the gates of the underworld?”

“Madura…….”

Weichan looked into the empty space.

“Brother! Come to your senses! Brother!”

Weichan looked into the empty space and opened his mouth.

“It’s a wound I caused by not knowing how scary a sword can be.”

"huh?"

“Thanks to you, I almost died and ruined the guy.”

“What are you talking about?”

Wisanho spoke to himself, seemingly listening to Jang Il.

“That would have been enough, but I made another mistake.”

Jang Il looked at Wi San Ho with a face that seemed to be unfamiliar with English. He wanted to nitpick, but Wi San Ho’s atmosphere was so heavy that he couldn’t say anything.

"boy."

Jang-il lay down on the bed.

“Oh, I don’t know. Anyway, I’m hungry. If I don’t put something in my stomach, the devils inside me will eat me.”

“Are you planning on begging?”

“What about begging? If you go out begging like this, you’ll get beaten to death! A guy with all his limbs intact would go out begging!”

dripping.

“Can I come in?”

“Yes, please come in.”

Wisanho quickly put on his coat.

The door opened and Moon-ji came into the room with servants carrying a table. There was a variety of food on the table.

“I prepared a meal in case you were hungry.”

Jang Il flew towards the prize before it even hit the ground.

“Wow! Thank you, my lady! I will never forget this favor, even until I die.”

Wisanho frowned at Jang-il's shameful behavior of stuffing food into his mouth and bowed deeply to Moon-ji.

“Thank you for your kindness.”

Moon Ji-eun waved her hand.

“No. If you think about it, we owe you a great favor, so this is nothing.”

“Did you say grace?”

Moon Eun-ji held back her words as if she was embarrassed.

“I can’t tell you the details. It’s not something worth revealing to the public. So just know that.”

“I will do that.”

Moon Eun-ji tilted her head while looking at the coral reef.

Wei Yanhu and Wei Sanhu did not have much in common. Wei Sanhu was lazy and talkative, while Wei Sanhu was serious and reserved.

Even if their personalities were like that, their appearances didn't look much alike. Even from an objective standpoint, Wisanho was a handsome man. Anyone could tell that he had a bold appearance.

On the other hand, although Wi Yeon-ho had a face that could be considered handsome, his face was nothing compared to Wi San-ho's. He didn't have thick lines like Wi San-ho's and had an overall delicate impression.

'Just because we're brothers doesn't mean we have to look alike.'

If you look closely, there are many people who are brothers but don't have anything in common. It's not something to be particularly strange about.

“Anyway, get some rest today and go. I’ll call a taxi for you tomorrow.”

“Did you say it was a parade?”

“Yes. He accompanied the pilgrim.”

“That guy probably didn’t go to the trouble of being a thief or a traitor, so he must have been a traitor.”

Moon Ji-eun smiled faintly.

“No. I just followed the signs. As a sign.”

“A sign?”

Wi San-ho tilted his head at the incomprehensible words, but Moon Eun-ji did not bother to try to resolve his curiosity. After all, Wi Yeon-ho was a person who was difficult to explain in words. Wi San-ho did not bother to ask whether he knew that.

“And if you ever meet him……”

"yes."

Weichan calmly waited for the next words to come.