Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 600 599. Can't Be King
"..."

at the foot of the mountain.

Xue Rulong narrowed his eyes, and his whole body shone with a faint but sharp golden white light full of cold and murderous intent.

very light.

But no one dared to take it lightly.

Even the dozen or so battle-hardened men were the same.

But Xue Rulong didn't look at them, but looked at the back of these people, the tall, middle-aged Confucian scholar who walked like a tiger, but looked very gentle.

Very strange.

The body of a Confucian scholar is like the body of a warrior who has been tempered for thousands of years, and the long gown can't hide the tyranny that exudes all the time.

But his demeanor is too gentle.

It's like a great Confucian who has read poetry and books.

Extremely contradictory.

"Unexpectedly, Director Du is not staying in Liyang, but instead appears here with his personal guards. I don't know if he came here to practice Zen?"

Xue Rulong was full of awe-inspiring manner, and he asked his own question.

And the reason why he asked this question is also very simple.

The middle-aged Confucian scholars who were guarded by those men who were not weak were none other than Gongsun Shangzhe, the general who defeated Huyalang last year and wiped out the Sui army. Du Yao——Du Fuwei!
This person's experience is also very legendary. He and the other of the two heroes, Jiangnan Changshi Fugong Er, were childhood playmates. Because of their poor family, they became bandits.However, he was encircled and suppressed, and fled to Changbai Mountain, where he joined a group of rebels.Because of his bravery and outstanding strength, he quickly established prestige among the rebel army.

In the end, he was simply elected as the leader by everyone.

But not long after being the leader, this person realized that he could not do it alone, so he began to unite with others and absorbed him into his team.

Soon, the team was annexed and transferred all the way from Changbai Mountain, and finally became a group of powerful forces across the Yangtze River and Huaihe River.

As a result, due to some reasons, he had internal strife with others, was designed by others, his relatives and friends betrayed him, and he was defeated and fled.

On the way to flee, he was encircled and suppressed by the Sui army, and all the remnants of the soldiers were killed. Relying on the support of some forces in the south of the Yangtze River, it took several years to recover.At the same time, I don't know why his strength is so close, rich and powerful, and his rapid rise has become a confidant of the imperial court in Jiangnan.

My lord said before that at this juncture, His Majesty decided to go to Jiangdu regardless of the turmoil in other places. A large part of the reason was that his rise was too fast.

And the things behind it don't look like what a bitter rebel should have.

His Majesty was worried about the changes in the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, so he insisted on going to Jiangdu to stabilize the situation, and at the same time, he also intended to order Du Fuwei to be safe.

But I didn't expect...the other party would appear here! ?
But to be honest, although Xue Rulong knew many things about the other party, he had only seen the portrait.

Knowing that this person is tall and tall, but he was born with the appearance of a literati, with a refined and extraordinary temperament.

But at first glance today, I also feel a little surprised.

You know... His own physique is strong enough to be called strong and burly in this era, but the other party seems to be a size bigger than him... Even a refined appearance can't conceal the sense of oppression step by step. .

Keep him on his toes.

But in the face of Xue Rulong's vigilance, Du Fuwei showed a gentle smile instead:
"Du Fuwei has met General Xue. General, there is no need to be nervous. Before the next trip, it is just a few words for Mr. He Shilang. He has no other intentions, and he will not disturb the general and Mr. Minister. Please rest assured."

"..."

Does Xue Rulong believe this?
I do believe it.

Because Du Fuwei has various advantages and disadvantages in intelligence, and among the advantages, heavy promises rank first.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have trusted Li Zitong who betrayed him and hurt others the first time he narrowly escaped death.

After thinking about it, the white light gradually faded.

Xue Rulong said in a deep voice:
"My lord is still on the top of West Peak, so please wait for Mr. Du."

Du Fuwei nodded gently:
"As it should be."

Therefore, the two groups of people stood on each side of the well water and the river water.

Du Fuwei didn't make any gestures of friendship, just stood at the foot of the mountain and waited.

He waited until the figure with the bamboo hat quietly appeared from the mountain gate and walked down.

"grown ups……"

When Xue Rulong saw his lord, he quickly took a step forward.

But it was stopped by a hand.

After the woman raised her hand to signal him to stop, her eyes fell directly on Du Fuwei:
"What's the matter? Manager Du didn't practice meditation in the temple well, and he's leaving after less than two days here?"

In one sentence, it is clear that Du Fuwei's whereabouts have been known for a long time.

After hearing this, Du Fuwei laughed loudly:
"Haha, Du Fuwei has seen the Minister of the Minister, and he has heard the name for a long time, and he is like a thunderbolt. Today, he made an abrupt visit. I hope that the Minister of the Minister will not blame him."

"Blame?"

The voice under the hat was a little sarcastic.

"Mr. Du's Buddhist practice is profound. With the power of a dragon and an elephant, he has already touched the threshold of enlightenment a year ago. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through. Compared with Mr. Du, I am just a useless person who can't even move the qi. Blame the Chief?"

Du Fuwei hurriedly saluted:
"It was Du who made a slip of the tongue."

He was not angry, but gently sent out an invitation:
"I don't know if Du can delay the Minister for some time and talk alone?"

"..."

Looking away from Xue Rulong's face, which was full of worry and rejection, she moved her hat slightly:
"Okay. I heard that the tea at Xingyun Temple is good, so let's go and have a cup."

"Haha, that's really good."

Du Fuwei bowed and saluted:
"Master servant, please."

……

Inside Xingyun Temple.

Through the bamboo hat, the woman raised her head to look at the majestic face of Venerable Wei Tuo with her palms folded and the vajra pestle resting on her arms, her eyes were a little blank for no reason.

Seems to be thinking about something.

As for Du Fuwei, he was also watching.

I just looked at it for a while, and saw that the other party didn't mean to speak, so I took the initiative to ask:

"I don't know... what is the servant minister thinking?"

"..."

The woman came back to her senses and said:
"At the end of the day... monks are still a bit richer than Taoist priests, right?"

"..."

Du Fuwei was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the interior decoration of the hall.

Indeed, the golden body is cast, gorgeous and exquisite.

Compared with some Taoist temples that we usually see, the so-called "rich or not" is immediately separated.

After thinking about it, he asked:
"Your servant doesn't like monks?"

"No, I'm just not used to the decor."

The woman shook her head:

"However, I do know someone. If he is here... I am afraid that I have already started thinking about how to scrape off the gold powder used in this Bodhisattva's golden body."

"..."

Du Fuwei was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing:
"Well, that sounds like a wonderful man."

"Ah……"

After a chuckle, her voice sounded in the empty hall:

"Surrender, or not."

"..."

The original solemn and solemn atmosphere quickly added a chill.

After many of the originally prepared speeches were defeated by the other party's straight-to-heart words, the gentleness on the Confucian scholar's face faded away, revealing the original arrogance:
"Master Shi Lang speaks quickly, so Du will speak directly."

So, he shook his head:

"No surrender."

"...OK. How many more horses do you need?"

"..."

After hearing this sound, Du Fuwei was taken aback.

Then he showed an inexplicable expression and asked:
"It seems that... Pegasus City has indeed taken refuge in Mr. Shi Lang?"

"..."

The woman didn't answer, but said to herself:
"The next time you come to conquer you, it will be General Chen Ling. Be prepared, I will find a way to delay the time until the end of July. By then, the whole area in the south of the Yangtze River will be harvested, and his troops will not be too busy." Too many, find a way to hold it back, and the immortals will take action at that time. I will give you news in advance, and prepare to destroy a group of people, and then... let the followers of the Demon Lotus Sect help you resist. You don’t need to pay attention to the immortal aspects of this battle , when he appears, you just need to retreat. If something happens then, people from the Demon Lotus Sect will naturally tell you."

"……it is good."

Just as Du Fuwei agreed, the woman suddenly heard another sentence:
"Do you want to be king?"

"..."

The atmosphere fell silent.

I don't know how long it took, but Du Fuwei didn't give an answer, but asked instead:
"What do you want, and what if you don't want to?"

"You can't make it."

There was nothing wrong with it, the woman told him bluntly:
"Perhaps if you are not in Jiangnan, you will still have the chance to win the Central Plains. But if you are in Jiangnan, you are destined to never have this possibility. How can these people support you, and when you need it most, they can take you Dragged into another quagmire. So, whether you want to or not, you can't make it."

"..."

Her words were direct and cruel.

But Du Fuwei was silent.

Because only the person involved knows what kind of weight is hidden in these words.

But the silence didn't last long, he looked at the Wei Tuo Bodhisattva in front of him, and said in a flat voice:
"Is that so..."

He let out a sigh and said nothing more.

The woman was also silent.

After a while, she turned and walked out.

But when he stepped out of the palace gate, he left a sentence:
"Well done."

(End of this chapter)