NOTICE: Many of the novels have been removed because they might cause violations, which we were not aware of earlier.
#77
Taejonbirok Volume 4 Episode 2
Chapter 25 – One Throw of the Sky (2)
I thought it was definitely a bluff.
It was common sense that someone who didn't know how to gamble couldn't come to a casino and win that much money.
But it was also true that it could not be denied.
'You can't be good at gambling at that age.'
How much would that young boy have gambled? Moreover, Yin-Yang was a gambling game of Geumhwajang. It was something that could not have been learned in advance from somewhere else.
Even if the information was extracted, it would be impossible to exactly imitate the weight and material of the iron balls used in this yin-yang. In the end, there is no way to cheat.
'Let's calm down.'
From earlier, I felt like I was getting sucked into that calm boy's attitude.
Gambling is gambling because you can't predict the outcome. It's not uncommon for experienced players to be defeated by newbies. What fun would it be to gamble if you can definitely win?
“So you’re saying you don’t know any sports?”
"ah!"
At that moment, Wei Yanhu clapped his hands.
“Of all the things I heard earlier, there is one gamble I can make.”
“What is it?”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled faintly.
“Do you know how to play Baduk?”
* * *
“Let’s go.”
Wisanho packed his bags one by one.
“……Can’t you stay for just one more day?”
“The beggar sleeps in his bed, and his laziness only increases.”
“Your family members wouldn’t be in a position to criticize other people’s laziness, would they?”
“I have nothing to say.”
There was no way a person with Wei Yanho as his younger brother could blame others for their laziness.
“It’s not a family history.”
"know."
Wisanho was famous for being hard-working.
Since entering the academy, Wisanho has been rumored to be a diligent martial arts enthusiast who devotes all of his time, except for eating and sleeping, to training.
If Jang Il had not seen Wei Yanhu in person, he would never have thought that such a lazy person came from the Guangdong Wei family.
Although Wi San-ho would occasionally say, "My younger brother is a lazy bum who can't find a match in the world," Jang-il thought that it was Wi San-ho, who was overly diligent, scolding his ordinary younger brother.
But who would have thought that the world's laziest person would be Weishanho's younger brother?
'They say you never know what will happen to others… '
If only Wi San-ho had been diligent, I might have believed him halfway. But who was Wi San-ho's father?
Who would believe that the son of that great general, Wei Zhenghan, is a lazy bum?
“Are you really my biological brother?”
"It's certain."
“But how come their personalities are so different?”
“It’s not just the year.”
"huh?"
“Su-ryeon and I have completely different personalities. All three of us siblings have different personalities.”
“It seems like a normal story, but it’s also a strange story.”
“Enough with the small talk, please get up.”
“Ugh.”
Jang Il slowly got up from his seat.
Wood crunch.
“Hey, it’s been a while since I slept in bed, so my back…….”
Weichan watched the scene quietly.
“Okay! Get up! Get up!”
He looks like the kind of guy who wouldn't bleed even if you pricked him with a needle.
But Wi Yeon-ho had some human aspects… … .
When I was with Wi Yeon-ho, I would feel irritated, but when I was with Wi San-ho, I would feel my chest tightening.
'Anyway, you shouldn't get along with Wigarang.'
At this point, I was starting to wonder what kind of person Jeong Hyo-geom was.
The world-famous Jeonghyeop sword is… … .
“What kind of person is your father?”
"father?"
Jang Il nodded silently. If you think about it, isn’t the person who knows the most about the Jeonghyeop sword right here?
“Father…….”
Wi San-ho seemed to be thinking deeply about something and then answered.
“You are the greatest swordsman in the world.”
“That’s something everyone knows.”
“He is the unmanned heavenly kingdom.”
"hmm……."
——————
faqwiki.xyz
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
“And he is a kind father.”
“…….”
“He is a person who is difficult to define in words. Sometimes he is like a mountain, but he is also very easygoing. He seems cold, but he is also warm.”
“So you’re saying he’s a person without any flaws? Even though he’s my father, his score is too generous.”
“You have a fatal flaw.”
“What is that?”
Jang Il sneakily stabbed Wi San-ho.
I thought that if Wi San-ho would answer while getting caught up in the atmosphere, I could get some interesting information.
But Wisanho's answer was completely different from his expectations.
“The empty house.”
"huh?"
“You are the most pitiful of people. You would rather welcome the resurgence of the Demonic Cult. You have a mother at home who is scarier than the leader of the Demonic Cult.”
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Jang-il rolled over on the bed, holding his stomach.
The sword of the Zheng Heop, which is said to be more terrifying than the grim reaper of hell to the wicked and the wicked, is a public servant. Does that make sense?
“Is it true?”
“Yes.”
Weichan nodded immediately.
“It seems like your mother is a very scary person.”
“Only to my father.”
"okay?"
“Nana Yeonho is a very warm person.”
“Hmm…….”
“So, how about we start getting up now?”
Jang-il quietly sat down on the bed.
“Hey, coral.”
“Speak.”
“The sun is already high in the sky, so why don’t we just eat lunch and leave…….”
“I knew you were always interested in martial arts, but I didn’t know you would apply for it like this. Then, how about we go out and have a game before dinner?”
“Let’s go, let’s go! What are you waiting for!”
“Tsk tsk.”
Wisanho followed Jang-il, who shook his head and ran out of the room. Unfortunately, it seemed that Wisanho was not destined to leave right away.
“Have you coughed?”
Wi San-ho, who met Moon Ji-eun in front of the room, nodded.
“I’m not sure if you had an uncomfortable night’s sleep. Since this was a hastily prepared bed, I would appreciate your understanding if you were uncomfortable.”
“Thank you for your consideration, I was able to rest comfortably.”
Moon Ji-eun, who saw Wi San-ho nodding his head once again, nodded without realizing it.
This is how it should be! This is how a person should be!
This is a human, and this is basic!
We are brothers born in the same boat, so why doesn't the younger brother know what the older brother knows?
“The meal is ready.”
“I appreciate your consideration, but I have a long way to go, so I would like to leave quickly.”
“I understand your feelings for visiting your younger sibling. However, if the host has the courtesy of a host, shouldn’t the guest have the courtesy of a guest? Your father is waiting for you two. Why don’t you stop by and visit the table I invited you to, even though you’re busy?”
Wisanho was impressed by Moonji's straightforward attitude.
'Is this what it means to be a lady of the boudoir?'
Moon Eun-ji's attitude of being polite but also confident to Wi San-ho, who has always lived among rough people, was very impressive.
Of course, if Wei Yanho had heard this, he would have foamed at the mouth and thrown a tantrum, saying, “How can you not have such an eye for people?”
'I think Yeonho and I would be a good match… … .'
His inhuman younger brother had to meet such a smart lady.
But if there was a connection, it would have already happened.
The moment Wei Yanhu left this place, the relationship was as good as broken.
“I almost made another mistake by being a guest. Could you please let me have dinner with your father? I apologize for the inconvenience I caused you last night.”
“There is no need to apologize. Your father is waiting for you, so please come this way.”
As Moon Eun-ji walked ahead, Wi San-ho nodded and followed her.
“Where did you learn such a ticklish tone?”
Wisanho realized that it wasn't just his younger brother who needed to be taught manners. This beggar must have thrown himself out onto the street when the bowl broke, too.
“You too are the leader of a faction. No matter how much openness is a gathering of beggars and how much freedom is worshipped, you cannot always meet only comfortable people. If you do not learn the minimum of manners and do not learn how to converse without hurting the feelings of others, there will come a day when you will have a hard time.”
“Isn’t our king worse than me?”
“…….”
The coral kept its mouth shut.
I'd rather die than be sick.
"welcome."
Moon Yu-hwan greeted Wi San-ho and Jang Il with a gentle smile.
As he entered the door, Wisanho bowed deeply to show his respect.
“I don’t know what to do with myself, as I am an uninvited guest, and I came to apologize for the inconvenience I caused you last night.”
“An apology? Please forgive me for not even stopping by when you have a great guest. It’s so late at night that I thought it would be better to let you rest comfortably.”
“Uh, um…….”
Jang Il didn't even say hello, but seemed to be deep in thought, then opened his mouth wide.
“Excuse me. Are you the lord?”
“Yes. My name is Moon Yu-hwan, and I am in charge of the Hanrim University Academy, even though I am a minor player.”
“Yes, the great scholar of the three divisions!”
Jang-il bowed at a ninety-degree angle and greeted with a loud voice.
“It’s a great honor to meet you, Master Samjeol!”
Wisanho swallowed in surprise at Jang Il's attitude.
If that rude beggar was so surprised that he greeted me, it meant that the person in front of him was no ordinary person.
“They say courtesy is proportional. If you give a person who is lacking something a high position, I will feel very uncomfortable.”
“If you say that the three great scholars of the world are not enough, shouldn’t a beggar like me jump into the Yellow River and die?”
“Hahaha, you’re telling a funny joke. You must be hungry, but why don’t you eat first?”
"yes."
Wisanho and Jangil sat down.
The food on the table was not fancy, but it was neat and tidy, which seemed to show what kind of place Hanlim University was.
Wi San-ho couldn't eat as much as he wanted because he was starting to feel uncomfortable in this position due to Jang-il's reaction, but as soon as the food came out, Jang-il literally started eating like a beggar… no, in a beggar-like manner.
“Ugh! Ugh! Oh my! Oh my, this is delicious!”
Weichan, who couldn't stand to watch, stamped on Jang Il's foot.
“Ouch! Hey, why are you touching someone’s foot……”
Jang Il carefully put down his chopsticks after seeing Weishanho's eyes, which looked like they would drip ghost fire at any moment.
“It was really delicious.”
When Jang Il spoke with a face that seemed to have lost its appetite, Moon Yu-hwan smiled brightly.
“You can hear more. Please eat.”
“……Beggars like free food, but if they eat too much free food, they get a stomachache, that’s what beggars are for.”
Moon Yoo-hwan nodded as if he understood, then opened his mouth while looking at Wi San-ho.
“I heard that he is the older brother of the Wiyeonho clan.”
“Yes. I am the older brother of that worthless bastard. I heard that Yeonho passed through here. As the older brother, I apologize on behalf of my younger brother for the rudeness he may have committed.”
“Hahaha, how rude. We are people who owe you a great favor.”
“Grace?”
When Wisanho spoke as if he didn't understand English, Moon Yu-hwan slowly explained what had happened there.
Wi San-ho's face began to harden as he listened to Moon Yu-hwan's explanation.
When the explanation was finally over, Wisanho jumped up from his seat and bowed deeply to Moon Yuhwan.