Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 574 573. I don't believe it

"Two, please."

Looking at Bao Ning and Zhi Ning, the Yu family brothers, Du Ruhui bowed his hands politely.

The corner of Li Zhen's mouth twitched...

A word popped up in my heart:

"You Du Dashan."

They came to attack you, but when the prisoner was handed over, he was still so polite.

Good guy, Lao Du, you are really too Asahi.

But on second thought...

Our old Li seems to be similar.

Well, the eldest brother will not talk about the second brother.

But Li Shimin, who stood aside and watched his soldiers tie up the two prisoners firmly, after seeing Du Ruhui's polite look, there was a touch of appreciation in his eyes.

Such capacity...

But he didn't show it, but waited until the two Yu family brothers who had been silent all the way were escorted into the camp by the soldiers, then he bowed his hands to Du Ruhui:

"You two, it's noon, how about having a meal together?"

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for your kindness. It's just that those refugees are about to wake up, and I have to appease them, so it won't work."

Du Ruhui bowed his hand and refused.

"Is that so..."

Li Shimin had some regrets on his face, but he didn't say much, he just cupped his hands:

"Then see you tomorrow morning. You two can leave, so we won't send each other off."

"Second Young Master stay for a while, we two leave."

The two groups separated, and when Li Zhen and Du Ruhui returned to the camp all the way, many refugees had already woken up.

The stove is cooking.

They looked exhausted, and there was no shelter at noon, and the sun after the rain was a bit fumigated, so it was quite a sin to be exposed to the scorching sun like this.

But Du Ruhui has no good solution.

After thinking about it, I can only ask people to unpack the food that was prepared along the road for the Taoist priest to use the power of harmony and win people's hearts, and let everyone divide it and cook it.

Now whether to buy people's hearts or not is secondary.

What matters is that everyone stays alive.

And speak directly to these people.

Let’s not leave today, let’s all have a good meal, and tomorrow five hundred soldiers will escort us to Yuqian as quickly as possible.

This news somewhat boosted everyone's spirits.

But the fatigue of walking for 20 hours in a row still exists.

It made their responses sound weak.

And it was during this meal that suddenly, Li Zhen saw a group of people coming from Yuxiang.

"Old Du, look."

He kicked Du Ruhui who was resting on the rut.

The dazed scholar opened his eyes, looked in the direction indicated by Li Zhen, and frowned subconsciously:
"Those people are caravans?"

"probably."

Looking at the long queue of mules and horses, obviously no one thought about other aspects.

But when these people walked towards me, it was obviously a little strange...

Could it be that he came here for himself and others?

"I don't know who is Lord Du, the chief bookkeeper of Hedong, I'll show you my respects."

"...???"

Looking at the leading man who looked like a servant, Du Ruhui was a little puzzled, but he still took a step forward and said:
"My official is Du Keming, what can you do?"

"Wang Rutie, who is in charge of the county magistrate's mansion, has met Mr. Du. According to the order of the county magistrate, this should be more than [-] grain and grass, [-] tents, and two carts of salt bricks. Please send someone to receive it. "

"..."

shhhhhh...

Not to mention Du Ruhui, even the refugees who gathered around here all looked over.

Two thousand grains, five hundred tents?And salt bricks? ?
……

There were many more carriages in the line, which seemed a bit crowded.

In addition to the tents that were set up, the entire area around the boundary markers was covered with gray tarpaulins, and the area occupied by more than 2000 people suddenly became larger.

There are no extra side dishes for the fragrant grain rice. A few slices of smoked animal meat and a little salt flower are enough for people to feast on.

Cheng Xuanying seemed to like this taste very much, holding the bowl without wasting even a single grain of rice.

Eat clean.

Li Zhen, on the other hand, held half a cake in his mouth, looked at the thriving surroundings, and sighed with emotion:
"Yu Xiang really came to the right place."

Hearing the teacher's praise, Xiao Daotong showed a shy smile.

The atmosphere was peaceful and at ease.

Even Du Ruhui, who seemed to be thinking about something, smiled after hearing Li Zhen's words.

Xuanzang who was at the side sighed after hearing this:
"Sigh. It's Benefactor Du... The poor monk is afraid that this friendship will be hard to repay in the future."

"..."

Du Ruhui nodded in agreement.

But Li Zhen was shaking her head:
"Compared to more than 2000 human lives, favors are never difficult to repay."

Xuanzang was taken aback...

Savoring Li Zhen's words, he nodded after a while:

"The Taoist priest is merciful."

……

After eating enough, we have tents enough to block the sun.

Although there are only five hundred, these refugees no longer expect anything extravagantly.

Although there are few tents for a full meal, they can at least cover the upper body if squeezed together.

It's okay to expose your feet outside, and you're not afraid of the sun.

Even though the temperature rose to the highest point in the afternoon, most of these people still snored.

The Master Registrar said that we have to hurry on the road early in the morning. If we are full, we must sleep enough, otherwise we will have no strength.

In the evening, everyone lit the stove again, and according to the share of two meals per person, they put the food in the pot and fried it repeatedly.In this way, at the critical moment of the rapid march, you only need to grab a handful of grain and put it in your mouth, and pour a few sips of water to stave off hunger.

At night, you should be prepared, even if you get enough sleep during the day, these people still force themselves to sleep.

Then when the sky was about to dawn, they got up one after another, tidied up the tents, pots and stoves and other things, and consciously stood on the official road.

And the three of Li Zhen also waited for the five hundred horses promised by Li Shimin.

The leading general is called Lawyer Pei.

The son of Pei Ji, Li Yuan's right-hand man.

Although he was young, he looked very calm. He led five hundred cavalrymen to Du Ruhui and clapped their hands together:

"Attorney Pei, the last general, was ordered by the general to escort Master Du and a group of refugees to Yuqiang. Along the way, he responded to military affairs and was transferred to the master. He will definitely fulfill his mission and complete the task."

"General Pei, please get up quickly."

Du Ruhui supported Lawyer Pei who was holding his hand, and said politely:
"Then this journey depends on General Pei."

"Should be."

Lawyer Pei got up and asked directly:
"May I ask my lord, are you leaving now?"

"Ah."

Seeing Du Ruhui nodded, Pei Ji waved his hand:
"Team Detective Horse, let's go first!"

"Yes!"

Thirty light cavalry rode their horses and swung their whips, and set off towards the newly exposed east.

"Two hundred troops, the Chinese army's two wings support one hundred and five, and the rest are in the rear!"

da da da da...

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes and the prohibition order, the escort formation for the two thousand soldiers was quickly completed.

Then, lawyer Pei cupped his hands:

"My lord, are you leaving?"

Du Ruhui looked at the soldiers who were riding on the horses, exuding the mighty spirit of elite soldiers all over their bodies, and finally felt at ease:
"Set off."

……

Just when Li Zhen and the others were on the road again, it was far southeast of the river, Ruicheng, the largest ferry in the entire river.

When the early morning sun shone into the restaurant of the post station outside Ruicheng, and the boy in the restaurant was just starting to get busy, he suddenly heard footsteps.

Turn around and look...

It was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and carrying an umbrella behind his back.

The boy put the towel on his shoulders subconsciously, and said politely:
"The little one has met the Taoist priest."

The middle-aged Taoist nodded:
"One pot of tea, two cups."

"Hey, okay, excuse me, Daoist, we have just opened the door, and the water has just been put on the seat, and it may take a while to boil. You sit first, and when the water boils, I will serve you immediately."

"It's okay."

The middle-aged Taoist sat at a table by the side of the road, and the boy wondered why the Taoist wanted two cups even though there was only one person.

But he didn't ask too much, and continued to clean up the dusty tables, chairs and benches that had fallen overnight.

Suddenly, he heard the Taoist say:
"Senior, don't worry, the hexagram will not lie. What should come, will come naturally."

"...?"

The boy turned his head in doubt.

Who is this priest talking to?

I looked around.

There is no one else but myself.

Is it...

"Is the Taoist priest talking to the little one?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and shook his head:

"Nothing, you are busy with your work, the tea will be served soon."

"Uh... yes."

The waiter in the shop responded, but felt that this person was a bit weird...

Although it's daylight now.

But if you hear too much about ghosts and gods, you will inevitably think too much.

In the end, fear overcame reason.

The table is not bad, and most shopkeepers scolded a few words, but this man's soliloquy was a bit too scary.

So, he hid directly in the house.

And the Taoist didn't mind, on the contrary, it was easier to talk because he was gone.

He directly said to Xuan Suning who was sitting opposite him:

"Senior, this voodoo woman has been famous for many years, and her voodoo skills are strange and difficult to deal with. This avatar of this junior is not cultivated enough, so I can't help you. Senior, please be careful."

In the fluorescent light that the waiter couldn't see at all...or would subconsciously ignore after seeing it, the female Taoist woman with a whisk in her hand had a calm expression on her face, just looking at the Taoist opposite her with her eyes:
"Tiangang."

"Senior, please speak."

"Does the national teacher know what you have done?"

Yuan Tiangang, who completely changed his appearance, shook his head:
"Master's mind is like the sea, I don't know if I know it or not."

"Then do you think that if the national teacher knows that you have helped my disciple to deduce the secrets without authorization, and also calculated that my disciple is the fate of the co-lord of the mountains and rivers, he may overthrow the country and shake the foundation of the country in the future, he will be angry ?”

"Well……"

Hearing this, Yuan Tiangang thought for a while and shook his head:

"Probably not."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because the younger generation can't guess what the master thinks, but I always feel that what the master pursues is not something in the world. It should not cause the master to be unhappy..."

As he spoke, he suddenly asked back:
"What about seniors? Seniors protect the dragon veins. It should be their responsibility to stabilize the country and help the peace of the world. But why did you come out of the mountain this time when the juniors explained their intentions and heard that the Taoist priest Shouchu would suffer life and death? Seniors... ...Shouldn't you like the misery of life when the dynasties change, the country is precarious? The country is precarious, and the dragon's veins are dormant at the bottom, which means...will give the monster race an opportunity. Senior...it doesn't seem like he would disregard the community for his own selfish desires man of."

Xuan Suning's face was calm, and he didn't think anything after hearing his words, and gave the answer directly:
"Because I don't believe your divination."

"...?"

Yuan Tiangang was startled.

However, the female Taoist still expressed a firm cognition in her heart with that extremely calm tone and gaze:
"What I don't believe is not that you said that staying at the beginning will be dangerous, nor is it that he has the fate of being the master of the mountains and rivers. What I don't believe is that my disciple has the ambition of being the master of the world."

Speaking of this, the Taoist woman's eyes showed a trance look of reminiscence.

Under Yuan Tiangang's puzzled gaze, he shook his head slightly:

"It doesn't matter if you are the hero of the country, or if you become famous, you will win the world. Since ancient times, which dynasty was established, behind these words is not the mountain of corpses and blood? But I'm sure he won't, so I don't believe your divination."

When you're done, get up.

Walked out of the tea shop.

In the direction of Ruicheng, two figures in cloaks came at some time.

The figures are one tall and one short.

The short man walked with a hunchback and a stick.

The tall man's legs were stretched straight, and it seemed that he couldn't even bend his knees.

The two seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact, they suddenly came to the female Taoist woman who was lying on the official road within a few steps.

"This Daoist..."

An old, hoarse, and weird old woman's voice came from under the cloak of the hunchbacked man.

But there was a strange shift in her words suddenly.

"For ~~~~~~he~~~~~~~~~~stop~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In that weird shifting tone, the female Taoist holding a whisk didn't have any intention of talking to her.

Looking at the tall cloaked man who stretched his hands straight forward in the infinitely slowed down time, revealing his dark corpse-like hands, stretched up to fly towards him, and the hunchbacked short figure slowly spreading around him. black mist...

Her eyes were calm.

I can't afford to make a fuss.

It's just that the fly whisk in his hand turned into the sword of shaking light.

Pointing the sword at the two, a woman's voice suddenly came from midair:

"One style, Fenjiang!"

"Boom!"

The fire soared into the sky.

Burn the river and boil the sea!

The scorching heat instantly enveloped the two of them.

It seems to burn for a long time, and it seems to be just a moment.

And when the fire disappeared, not to mention the two figures, even the ground was burned into a dark red liquid.

Not even the ashes were left.

The female Taoist puts away her sword.

The whisk rested on the arm again.

As if doing a trivial thing, he walked to Yuan Tiangang's side step by step:
"next."

(End of this chapter)