Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 351

Chapter 351: The Loafer Gets a Position (1)

“Unrecorded history?”

“Yes.”

“No, history must be recorded! All history is recorded by historians!”

“Then do you know what the previous emperor did ten years ago?”

“Not in such detail…”

“That’s right.”

Gwanggu Singae said indifferently:

“History is passed down because it is recorded. What is not recorded is not history. But can history convey everything?”

Saha closed his mouth.

He conveyed history. But there was unrecorded history. Finding and recording those gaps was his job.

“It’s difficult.”

“Yes.”

Gwanggu Singae laughed:

“But… Right Censor…”

It was surprising.

The Right Censor was the highest position in the Office of Supervision. It was a second-grade rank.

“It’s an honorary position.”

“Huh?”

“What does Wei Yanho know to receive such a high position? The Deputy Right Censor takes care of the work.”

“Even if it’s honorary, the fact that they gave that position to a warrior from the martial world means that the previous emperor greatly appreciated Wei Yanho…”

“It seems so.”

Gwanggu Singae clicked his tongue:

“We thought it would be lucky if he wasn’t killed, but the previous emperor appreciated him. He had a different perspective than ours. Anyway, Wei Yanho became the Right Censor. Yi Wangya, the Second Prince, prevented him from participating in central affairs. It was useless. Would Wei Yanho participate? He would only ask for more salary.”

“…Yes.”

Saha sighed:

“At least it’s an honorary position.”

“But it’s not.”

“Huh?”

Gwanggu Singae sighed:

“An honorary position means he doesn’t do anything, but it doesn’t mean he has no power. Yi Wangya prevented his participation in central affairs, but what local official would dare to look him in the eye?”

“…….”

“It’s like a tiger with wings. And… His Majesty went too far. Because it didn’t end there.”

“Huh? It didn’t end there?”

“I don’t know if His Majesty had any reason…”

Gwanggu Singae shook his head:

“It wasn’t a good reason.”

***

The position of Right Censor is not a common position.

The Office of Supervision is where supervision takes place.

Supervision…

It is a place where you can have more power than your position indicates. It is where you investigate and interrogate. Is there anyone who doesn’t commit crimes?

No.

Therefore, censors are treated as superiors even by those of the same rank.

East Palace was like that.

The reason why the East Palace and the Office of the Censor were the two main forces of the imperial palace was their power of supervision.

As the East Palace had fallen and merged with the Office of Supervision, the Office of Supervision now had sole power. Can you imagine how important the position of Right Censor is?

It’s amazing. Really amazing…

Huh?

Yes, I think so too.

It’s amazing. In another sense.

It should have ended there… I don’t know what he was relying on.

Who is that guy?

***

“What did he eat?”

“What?”

“…No.”

Wei Jeonghan had to think seriously. How should he say it?

‘I can’t say, “It’s strange for a madman to behave normally.”‘

It was true, but it was difficult to say.

“Father, you don’t trust your son.”

“…….”

“I can’t act normally in front of His Majesty the Emperor. People must act according to the time and place.”

It was a correct and normal sentence.

But when Wei Yanho said that, Wei Jeonghan felt a chill.

‘My son is telling the truth. My son!’

What should he say? Wei Jeonghan, who realized he couldn’t handle the situation, looked around for help. But the others were also surprised.

“……Amazing!”

“God exists.”

“Fortunately…”

He received lukewarm responses.

Wei Yanho looked at the scene and spoke:

“It seems they expected me to cause trouble. Should I meet their expectations?”

“No!”

“Absolutely not!”

“Calm down.”

When he received a desperate response, Wei Yanho pouted:

“If I do this, they say something, if I do that, they say something.”

“…….”

Wei Jeonghan fell silent.

He should congratulate Wei Yanho for not causing trouble. But he realized he was pressuring him.

Wei Jeonghan quickly changed the subject:

“Can we leave now?”

No one answered Wei Jeonghan.

They had come to the ceremony, but no one told them what to do afterward. They had come to Beijing after receiving an edict while returning home. No one had thought about the future.

“I must receive training.”

“Training?”

“Yes. They say I don’t know anything. As Right Censor, I must know how the Office of Supervision works.”

“R… right.”

But training…

Wei Jeonghan swallowed involuntarily.

He remembered dedicating his soul to training Wei Yanho, but he failed.

‘Is it possible?’

Wei Jeonghan realized how great Wei Yanho’s master was. Training Wei Yanho was like teaching a fish to walk.

He achieved it. Brilliantly.

‘Is he a ghost?’

He should be an immortal.

He was a superhuman being. But…

‘Can Yi Wangya do it?’

It seemed impossible.

Even Yi Wangya wasn’t stupid, why would he do something so reckless?

At that moment, a eunuch ran towards them:

“Wei… no!”

The eunuch regained his senses and bowed deeply:

“Right Censor, the Left Censor is calling you.”

“Left Censor?”

When Wei Yanho tilted his head, Jangil spoke:

“Yi Wangya was promoted to Left Censor.”

“Was he demoted?”

“Promoted!”

“The title of Left Censor sounds less powerful. It seems like a demotion…”

“T… that…”

Jangil was speechless. It was true that it sounded less powerful.

“The rank is not determined by the title.”

Wei Yanho tilted his head at the eunuch’s correction:

“But usually…”

The eunuch looked at Wei Yanho in surprise. No one used to argue about that. He was accustomed to the etiquette and procedures of the imperial palace, so he was surprised at Wei Yanho.

“It is His Majesty’s order. And speak with more respect, Right Censor. I am a humble servant.”

“It’s okay. Anyway, I’m not a proper censor. And my master said that even though there are adults who have lived an empty life, we must recognize their age and the suffering they have experienced. Although it sounds like: ‘Respect me,’ he is right.”

The eunuch looked at Wei Yanho in surprise.

Is he polite or impolite?

“The Left Censor asks you to accompany him.”

“Yes, then I must go.”

Wei Yanho nodded and followed the eunuch.

“I’m leaving.”

“…….”

“There’s nothing to do here, rest. It will end soon.”

Wei Jeonghan sighed as he watched Wei Yanho leave with the eunuch:

“That’s the image of a successful son…”

“Triumphant return. It’s not triumphant, and he hasn’t returned home.”

“Isn’t it the highest rank a warrior has reached? It’s second grade.”

It was something incredible.

Really incredible…

“……Why am I not happy?”

Wei Jeonghan felt increasingly anxious.

***

“Did you call me?”

Yi Wangya looked at Wei Yanho, who entered, with an uncomfortable expression.

‘That guy is the Right Censor.’

‘That guy!’

‘He only said he would give him a reward.’

He was angry with the emperor for giving Wei Yanho such a high position without consulting him.

But what could he do? It was the emperor’s order.

Yi Wangya, suppressing his anger, spoke:

“Now that you have a position, you must be courteous.”

“I already greeted you.”

“…….”

Okay, calm down.

What’s the point of saying it?

It wasn’t Wei Yanho’s fault. The problem was giving someone who had nothing to do with the imperial palace and official positions the position of Right Censor. What was Wei Yanho’s fault?

“Close the door and come in.”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho replied and sat down.

Yi Wangya looked at Wei Yanho for a moment and spoke:

“Are you surprised?”

“A little.”

“Aren’t you very surprised?”

“It’s not such a big deal.”

“It’s not big?”

Didn’t he understand how important his position was?

It’s second grade.

And he says it’s not a big deal?

Yi Wangya looked confused, but Wei Yanho had his own reason:

“I know it’s a high position, but I must be able to use it.”

“Huh?”

“I won’t be in the imperial palace, nor will I live in Beijing… I’ll go back home, and I’ll only be involved in the martial world, what good is that position to me?”

“…….”

“I would like to receive a good salary, but I don’t need much money now. I have a lot of money.”

“Really?”

“Yes. It’s just a useless fruit.”

Yi Wangya laughed in frustration.

He received a second-grade position, but he calls it a useless fruit. Only Wei Yanho would say that.

Also, he wasn’t joking. He could see it on his face. He really thought so.

“I’ve lost, brat.”

Yi Wangya shook his head:

“I must admit that meeting you has been a great blessing. You’ve worked hard. Thanks to you, we have resolved the crisis of the imperial palace.”

“Why are you saying that?”

When Yi Wangya was about to answer, the door opened and someone came in:

“Do you want me to tell you?”

Wei Yanho grimaced as he saw the emperor smiling:

It seemed like something was wrong.