Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 355

Chapter 355: The Loafer Gets a Post (5)

“Be careful.”

Wei Yanho smiled and waved his hand.

“……”

Wei Jeonghan and Gong Mujin, with expressions of displeasure and resentment, were looking at Wei Yanho. The others as well.

“Why are you guys here?”

Peng Dogeuk replied with an awkward smile:

“I’m sorry, sir. Although there is a crisis in the martial world, I can’t help much. It’s better to follow my father’s order not to separate from Wei Yanho…”

Wei Jeonghan looked at Peng Dogeuk with displeasure and then looked to his side:

“Amida Buddha.”

“…I understand.”

That was to be expected from Musan. Since Shaolin’s order was to protect Wei Yanho, he had no other choice. But…

“Aren’t you committing negligence?”

Wei Jeonghan looked at Jangil with displeasure.

Jangil shrugged his shoulders:

“The Beggar King went to the Righteous Martial Alliance, what will a beggar like me do there? He’ll probably carry the Beggar King’s wine jar.”

“Shouldn’t you go?”

“A beggar only needs to follow the wind and clouds, as long as he doesn’t break his bowl.”

“…”

He thought it was easy to break his bowl, but he couldn’t say anything. Wei Jeonghan had no authority over them.

“If you want to, that’s fine.”

“Please understand.”

Jangil smiled:

“If I follow him, you will feel more at ease, sir.”

“Not at all.”

“…”

When Jangil sat in a corner, Wei Jeonghan looked at Wei Sanho and Jin Yeran, who were standing behind Wei Yanho:

“…You too?”

Wei Sanho smiled awkwardly:

“I must take mother home safely.”

“Your mother will go with me.”

“Huh? Why?”

“I’m worried about sending her alone… Sangah still loves me.”

Wei Yanho raised his hand:

“What?”

“Middle-aged love is beautiful, but it’s disgusting when you say it.”

“I’m going to…”

When Wei Jeonghan raised his hand, Wei Yanho hid behind Wei Sanho.

“So you’ll send Yanho home and mother will go with you?”

“Yes.”

Wei Jeonghan licked his lips. He seemed sad to be separated from his son, but he also seemed uncomfortable sending his wife alone.

Wei Yanho wouldn’t leave his room once he got home, so he only needed to send a message to the commander. But Wei Jeonghan needed company.

Since he only knew about martial arts, he might become famous if he stayed alone. It was a good option.

“I’m relieved knowing that mother will go with father.”

“Me too.”

“…Yes.”

Wei Sanho, Wei Yanho, and Jangil nodded, and Wei Jeonghan felt sad.

I’m not trustworthy!

“Anyway, that’s how it will be.”

“Hmm, but I’ll follow Yanho.”

“…”

“I must see him get home.”

Wei Jeonghan nodded:

‘It’s understandable.’

Wei Yanho had suffered for five years after disappearing at the academy. Wei Sanho still remembered it.

Letting Wei Sanho take Wei Yanho home to solve the problem caused by his mistake was not a bad idea.

“If you want to, do it.”

“Thank you for understanding. I’ll take Yanho home and go to the Righteous Martial Alliance immediately.”

“Hmm…”

He wanted to ask him to rest, but he couldn’t because of the situation. The urgent request from the Righteous Martial Alliance probably meant that the Demon Cult was moving.

They needed help.

And…

‘How annoying.’

Wei Jeonghan felt angry seeing Wei Yanho smiling while carrying his luggage.

He’s going home! Now!

“I’ll rest well at home.”

“I’ve noticed something, the imperial palace isn’t as good as my house. It’s been a long time since I’ve gone home.”

“…”

Wei Jeonghan gritted his teeth involuntarily:

‘Right. It’s not bad.’

Wei Yanho hadn’t rested properly for five years. He felt sad when he remembered it.

‘I mustn’t be a bad father.’

Wei Jeonghan nodded, sighing:

“Go, brat. Rest well.”

“I will.”

“Ugh.”

Wei Jeonghan shook his head.

But he also felt relieved:

‘I must prevent my son from having to fight.’

If Wei Yanho experienced the same thing as him, what would he have fought for? Wei Yanho was powerful, but it wasn’t the time for him to fight.

Wei Jeonghan decided to do it, even with the pressure from the Righteous Martial Alliance:

“Let’s go.”

“Aren’t you leaving?”

“I must fix the carriage. We’ll leave soon. Don’t waste time.”

“Okay, I’m leaving.”

Wei Yanho said goodbye and turned around. He started walking slowly, and the others bowed and followed him.

Wei Jeonghan lowered his gaze as he watched them walk away:

‘I hope they don’t have to return…’

The invasion of the Demon Cult always required a total war. It might be the time when those children have to fight.

Wei Jeonghan hoped that wouldn’t happen.

***

“Which way should I go to Guangdong?”

Wei Yanho asked Jangil at the first crossroads:

“Why are you asking me how to get to your house?”

“If a beggar doesn’t know the way, he’s useless, so I’m giving you the opportunity to prove your usefulness.”

“…Wow!”

What a variety of insults. He was no longer angry, just admired.

“This way.”

“I must be able to trust you.”

“Ugh.”

But Wei Yanho went where Jangil had pointed.

“I can’t fight as usual.”

Jangil licked his lips.

His eyes landed on the golden sword on Wei Yanho’s waist.

‘What a sword!’

From the handle to the scabbard, it was made of gold. It shone intensely, even a beggar would feel majestic with it.

It was the sword that Yi Wangya had given him. Its power was shown at the checkpoint.

When the officers asked for their documents at the city gate, they knelt when they saw Wei Yanho’s sword. They didn’t kneel, they threw themselves on the ground.

The cry of “Help me!” from the guard who saw the golden sword would be unforgettable.

Only then did he realize the power of the Right Censor’s position. The officers knelt when they saw the emperor’s sacred sword, but it was the same.

People got scared wherever he went, so he had to wrap it in cloth.

“What did you do with the small sword?”

“Small sword?”

“The censor’s sword. Yi Wangya’s sacred sword.”

“Ah, that.”

Wei Yanho said calmly:

“I received a bigger sword, so I don’t need the small one.”

“So you returned it?”

“No.”

Wei Yanho took out a golden dagger from his clothes:

“I’ll sell it.”

“…”

Jangil, who was looking for Wei Yanho’s liver on the ground, sighed:

‘That guy is the Right Censor.’

It seemed like the country was collapsing.

“Why are you following me?”

“I’ll follow you to hell.”

“Are you crazy?”

“It doesn’t matter if you try to get rid of me. The Beggar King said I mustn’t lose sight of you.”

“I just want to go home and sleep.”

“That’s okay. I’ll sleep in your house.”

“You’re crazy! No one wants a beggar in their house.”

“Hehe. I already asked Wei Jeonghan for permission. A message will be sent to the commander, so don’t try to kick me out. It’s Wei Jeonghan’s house, not yours.”

“What are you saying?”

“What?”

“What does it matter if it’s my house or not? I can hit you.”

“…”

He was a terrible guy.

“Anyway, you’re the only one who knows the way home, so I’ll use you. Lead the way, beggar.”

“……”

Jangil walked forward like a dog chasing its prey.

Thus began Wei Yanho’s journey home. But no one expected it to be so short.

Nobody.

***

“You said they were going home?”

“Yes.”

“To Guangdong?”

“Yes.”

“…The timing is strange. From what I know, at that time…”

“Yes.”

Gwanggu Singae nodded:

“That will happen.”

“Yes. The war. And I heard that the Radiant Martial Sovereign became famous in that war.”

“Yes.”

Gwanggu Singae sighed:

“The war was already approaching. Going to Guangdong was impossible. Perhaps Wei Jeonghan knew it and let Wei Yanho go. So that he could enjoy his last rest.”

“Ah…”

“But no one knew it at that time.”

“Huh?”

“No one expected that something worse would happen before the war. No one expected it when he left.”

“What do you mean?”

“They didn’t want the war. Their target was us. Or, to be exact, one of us.”

Saha, the Historian, became serious:

“Are you saying that the Radiant Martial Sovereign had a great influence on the Demon Cult? Although the Radiant Martial Sovereign had contact with the Demon Cult, I don’t think they could control him.”

“The reason was different.”

“Huh?”

Gwanggu Singae looked at the ceiling with dazed eyes:

“We didn’t know the reason. If we had known, we could have prepared… but we didn’t know. No one in the martial world knew it. We didn’t expect something like that to happen.”

Gwanggu Singae’s voice was so serious that Saha couldn’t ask what had happened.

“I told you that there are unrecorded stories in the world.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, listen carefully.”

“……”

“I’ll tell you. The unrecorded story.”