Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 78

Chapter 78

It’s my fault I didn’t teach my younger brother well, I apologize for Yan-ho’s rudeness.

Moon Yu-hwan could only smile clumsily.

“It seems I was wrong. It was we who received help from your younger brother.”

Seeing injustice and not helping right away is wrong for a descendant of a martial family, and waiting for compensation for doing what is natural is a scoundrel behavior. Our Guangdong Wei family may lack much to be considered a prestigious family before others, but we believe that we have lived without losing the righteousness of right behavior. It is a child who left home at an early age and lacks adequate education, so please understand with an open heart.

“Mmm…”

Moon Yu-hwan found himself nodding unconsciously.

Every word was impeccable, and though he bowed his head, he was absolutely worthy.

«This is really strange.»

He was even curious to know how someone like Wei Yan-ho, with such a free spirit, could emerge from such a traditional family.

– So you said you were going to find your younger brother?

“Yes.”

“Could this old scholar then offer advice?”

“Excuse me?”

Seeing Wei San-ho’s slightly nervous face, Moon Yu-hwan smiled softly.

“Although I have not known your younger brother for a long time, I can say that I know him a little after having lived several experiences together. He is a very lively and intelligent young man.”

“You’re too kind.”

“However…”

While Moon Yu-hwan looked at him with a slightly hardened expression, Wei San-ho felt unexplained pressure on him.

“He’s a great person.”

I could understand why Jang-il had bowed so deeply. Such a person naturally deserved due respect.

They say they call him the Great Scholar of the Three Excellencies, and that name doesn’t seem to be in vain.

“I think there’s a problem.”

“How is it possible that there is only one problem?”

Moon Yu-hwan slowly denied his head.

“The problem I’m talking about isn’t with your younger brother.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Do you know the term ‘big glass’?”

“…Did you say ‘great glass’?”

“A large vessel is called that because it does not fit human standards. Judging by the traditions of your family and your character, you will try to fit your younger brother into a mold. But that would only ruin it. If you try to put a horse in a house made for dogs, the horse will be hurt, and those who put it in too. Leave it alone and let it go. Then will come the day you smile when you see a horse gallop through the plains.”

Wei San-ho couldn’t answer easily.

It was too unexpected, and it was not something he could easily agree with. Moon Yu-hwan smiled with understanding and spoke.

“I seem to have kept people busy too long. If I don’t finish this meeting, I’ll just entertain them.”

Wei San-ho stood up and bowed his head.

“Thank you for your consideration. I will reflect deeply upon your advice.”

“It’s something you can forget if you want.”

When the meeting came to an end, Wei San-ho and Jang-il left the Hanrim Grand Academy, followed by Moon Yu-hwan and Moon Eun-ji.

“Why do you look so grumpy?”

“No.”

Wei San-ho shook his hand with disdain.

Wei San-ho looked back at Moon Eun-ji and Moon Yu-hwan who fired them, put an illegible expression and accelerated the pace.

“Jang-il.”

“Yeah, what?”

“What kind of person is Moon Yu-hwan, the Great Scholar of the Three Excellencies?”

“Do you want me to recite your personal data?”

“Just an evaluation.”

Jang-il seemed to organize his thoughts and then spoke.

“His erudition reaches heaven, enough to establish a new school of thought, and his character is so humble that, despite countless invitations, he does not compromise anywhere. Even the imperial palace tries to recruit him, but he always declines, claiming that his erudition is insufficient. He is like a wise man living in the mortal world.”

“…That’s a pretty good evaluation.”

Jang-il nodded emphatically as if it were obvious.

By examining innumerable data, one can intuit the character of someone from his actions. That person deserves respect only for his character.

“I’m coming.”

Wei San-ho added one more question.

“What did you think of my younger brother?”

“Your brother?”

“Yes.”

Jang-il dropped curses as if there was nothing to think about.

“Honestly, I only treat him as human because he’s your brother. If he didn’t have any connection with you, he wouldn’t have considered him human. He’s infinitely lazy, as evil as a demon, as cunning as a eunuch, and above all… he has bad luck.”

“…”

Jang-il, who had stepped back preparing for Wei San-ho’s coup, approached him cautiously and touched his ribs when Wei San-ho showed no particular reaction.

“What’s going on?”

“…Yes, that would be the right reaction.”

“Huh?”

“Although he is my younger brother, if anyone else saw Yan-ho, that reaction would be the right one. I must recognize what must be recognized.”

“Ah, are you thinking about what that person said before?”

“Mmm…”

Wei San-ho recalled the recent conversation.

“I can’t understand.”

“Hey, I was so shocked that I thought I was dying. What, big glass? Does that even remotely apply to your brother?”

“…Yes, that is the reaction of an ordinary person.”

“Huh?”

Wei San-ho did not respond and kept thinking deeply.

‘The common people cannot recognize Yan-ho’s extraordinary.’

If Wei San-ho had not lived with Wei Yan-ho for years or were not connected by blood, he would have seen Yan-ho simply as an irredeemable slacker.

But for a stranger who had spent so little time with him, recognizing the extraordinary nature of Wei Yan-ho meant that his eye for people had reached a transcendent level.

“Or it means that, unlike the past, Yan-ho has definitely changed.”

Although laziness was evident in Moon Yu-hwan’s description, for Wei Yan-ho, it was like a burden that he had to bear all his life. What was important was how other aspects had changed.

“I am eager to know what it is like now.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s hurry!”

“Damn it! Even if we leave now, the sun will set soon! Since we have come to this, let’s go calmly…”

We won’t die traveling at night, we can sleep tomorrow.

“…that fucking bastard.”

Jang-il sighed several times and chased Wei San-ho, who walked in front.

“But it seems to be interesting.”

He thought that following these two brothers would bring with them endless interesting events.

***

“Did you say baduk?”

“Yes.”

“Baduk, you say… baduk…”

Poison Ratio raised her only remaining arm to caress her crudely grown beard.

“Can baduk be considered a game of chance?”

“Competition for money isn’t betting?”

“That’s right.”

“Then Baduk is also playing.”

If Moon Yu-hwan had heard this, he would have foamed through his mouth saying, “I was wrong to judge this person!” But as Moon Yu-hwan was not there, there was nothing that could not be said.

“Baduk…”

Poison Ratio snorted softly.

Don’t think I’m saying this because I’m afraid to compete with you in baduk.

“We can play fast.”

As fast as we play, it takes half a shijin. You think you’ll bet everything on a single game?

“Is there any reason we can’t?”

“There is.”

Poison Ratio spoke in a safe tone.

You need to enjoy it a little slower so you can taste the feeling of losing twenty nyang of gold. If everything is decided in a single game, you cannot enjoy the true flavor.

“True taste?”

When the money drains slowly like sand, you feel your blood dries out. Only then will you not come near this place again.

Wei Yan-ho looked at Poison Ratio with a somewhat moved expression.

“Are you worried about me?”

“Huh?”

“You said you’d make sure I never get anywhere near this place again.”

“E-it’s true.”

– So you’re worried about me. It’s better not to hang out with the joints, right?

Poison Ratio became like a mute who had eaten honey.

Of course, it’s best not to bet at all, and not to enter the gambling houses is what a gentleman does.

If he spoke, it would be right, but…

“You too are a good person, sir. It seems that Hubei has many good people.

At that time, Poison Ratio, who had been a professional player for thirty years, ruining countless people and taking lives, suddenly became a good person worried about the future of a child.

The people in this neighborhood have intimidating faces, but a kind heart. My teacher said that having prejudices based on the appearance of people is very desirable, but I guess he was wrong.

“Wait a minute.”

Jin So-ah found something strange in Wei Yan-ho’s words.

“Your teacher said it’s right to have prejudices based on people’s faces?”

“Yes.”

Why, isn’t it usually the other way around?

“No, it isn’t. Our teacher said it’s right.

“What?”

“Eh… and what did the teacher say?”

Wei Yan-ho organized his thoughts briefly and then began to talk like flowing water.

“If someone with a fierce face has a kind heart, he will smile not to threaten others with his appearance, and someone who smiles can not have a bad face. So the kind people have a good face. Whether it is originally good or it becomes good when smiling.”

“Oh…”

“And pretty women are nice.”

“What the hell…”

Jin So-ah pointed accusingly.

“What’s that!”

But the reactions of the men around them were a little different.

“The Master was truly wise.”

– That’s right. Beauty is kind.

It’s not just words; pretty girls are very nice. My wife has an ugly face, so she’s always trying to devour people.

Even Poison Ratio nodded.

“That’s right.”

Jin So-ah looked like she was about to cry.

‘This place is weird.’

Since normal people would not frequent gambling houses in the first place, it was natural that it would be strange.

Anyway, since you care about me, let’s play other bets.

Of course, Wei Yan-ho did not accept Poison Ratio’s opinion and decided not to play baduk.

Wei Yan-ho did not have the kindness to give up a competition that he could certainly win for such a reason. As famous as Poison Ratio was as a player, how could he beat Wei Yan-ho, known as the Hanrim Chess Saint, in baduk?

Leaving all that aside, the reason he left the baduk was just one.

‘It takes too long.’

His eyes were constantly closing. Wei Yan-ho, who had exhausted all the words and actions he needed to say that day, no longer wanted to do anything.

A clean and fast round.

That was the bet Wei Yan-ho wanted now.

Something that ends quickly… you haven’t learned anything despite my consideration.

Poison Ratio raised his remaining arm and pointed somewhere.

“The game I recommend is right there.”