Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 415 414. From the beginning

Jiangzhou wants to rebel?

After this news came out of the smiling mouth, to Du Ruhui, it was like a bolt from the blue.

If you want to go to Luoyang after playing Hedong, you must go to Jiangzhou.It is the only way for the northwest to enter the capital. Whether it is when the capital was established in Daxing, soldiers entered the Central Plains, or after the capital was moved to Luoyang, the defense of the northwest was dispatched. As the throat of Luoyang, Jiangzhou's geographical location is extremely important.

But right now...the lord of Jiangzhou City is going to rebel? !

Although there was no way to verify the authenticity of this news, Du Ruhui believed it by [-]% based on his trust in Li Zhen.

Jiangzhou...

The city guard of Jiangzhou... who is it?

It seems to be... Chai Baochang! ?
Chai Baochang wants to rebel?
But why haven't heard the news yet?According to what this...unidentified assassin girl said, these news should all come from a few days ago.Jiangzhou is not far from Luoyang, so why is there no news yet?

One doubt after another rose in Du Ruhui's heart, but immediately he smelled a delicious fragrance.

Subconsciously turned his head to look.

Holding a lump of hot noodles in his hand, like pulling mud, the Taoist is pulling the hot noodles into pieces one by one and throwing them into the pot.

That fresh fragrance came from the crock.

Instinctively, he looked at Li Zhen's face.

Trying to see some thoughts from the Taoist priest's face.

But all was quiet.

Doesn't seem surprised at all.

why...

"Kemin."

A hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

"what?"

Du Ruhui was like waking up from a dream.

Turning to look at Qin Qiong, he saw the other party pointing at the table:
"Let's sit down. Think about some complicated things now, and wait for the drink to be flushed, and you still forget everything. Tonight's banquet is a feast of drinking, don't worry, the duty of a certain class of soldiers lies in Jiang Even if the state is reversed, if you want to gain momentum, you must step over someone and speak!"

"..."

Looking at Qin Qiong's firm eyes, Du Ruhui hesitated for a second, then nodded:

"It's a disrespect."

Qin Qiong laughed:
"Haha, it's alright, respect and sing tonight, the big things are nothing compared to this pot of chickens and ducks and that jar of fine wine. The world is useless, but there is wine. Rise and death are useless, drinking wins! Let's go~"

……

Everyone at this table sat in front of the iron pot.

Although the evening breeze is not cold, the warmth from the charcoal fire under the table makes everyone feel very comfortable.

Xuanzang didn't sit at the table by himself, but sat with the big guys.

In the same way, no one at this table believed anyone, but just sitting next to a pot of chicken and duck could break the Buddhist heart of this eminent monk.

What's more... Dao Chang's bowl of noodle soup tastes just as good as this pot of chicken and duck.

Well, I'll see if I can make another bowl later.

"Come on, everyone, cheers."

Push the cups and change the cups, and the banquet begins.

When the first mouthful of the stewed chicken was tasted, everyone's eyes, including Li Zhen, were filled with satisfaction.

Especially grinning.

One bite of chicken, one bite of wine.

With a hiss, the eyes were completely lost.

She doesn't pretend.

Whether the merits and demerits of the people in the world are right or wrong, whether they love each other or leave enemies, they are nothing more than life and death.

This is what assassins do, no matter how big it is, people will inevitably die.After looking at these things, among the people at the table today, she is the one who is living the happiest life.

The task was done and the contract was fulfilled.After work, I came to sit with a friend, and happened to meet a table of banquets.

As for the people, they are all quite interesting, the wine is not bad, and the most important thing is that the dishes made by my good friends are delicious.

It tastes delicious.

Life is nothing more than food and clothing, and it will be over after death.Living and enjoying these delicacies, there will be no more beautiful things in the world.

So there is no need for others to mention wine. She herself drinks wine with a mouthful of meat, wine with a mouthful of mushrooms, and wine with a mouthful of wild onions... Drinking it is called happiness.

Qin Qiong is in a similar state to her.

Soldiers have long put life and death aside.In the bitter and cold military career, good memories are the only way to relieve the rusty coldness in my heart.And this meal, he drank it according to how he felt comfortable.

Seeing this new little assassin girl drinking happily, he felt a little like a confidant.

At this moment, the two of them exchanged glasses, and the jar of wine was almost drunk.

As for Hongying, she didn't drink much.

First of all, she was the "only" woman at the table.Everyone is not good at persuading people to drink.Furthermore... now even Xuanzang could see that this woman who waited for the Taoist to run out of wine to fill it up quickly, and gave the meat to the Taoist when there was less meat, hung her heart on the Taoist who was joking with Qin Qiong.

If the concubine is interested, then don't bother.

Xuanzang drank tea, and nothing happened to him.

In all fairness, this monk is a very comfortable character to get along with.

After sitting at this table, he didn't lecture on the scriptures, and he didn't explain it. On the contrary, when Qin Qiong and he talked about "where is the best wine", they joined in the chat.In simple words, let’s talk about the tea tree he planted in the Bodhi Temple...

Although it seems to be debating whether tea and wine are good or bad, in fact, there is a sense of sight of a literati.

Especially when he described the sweet and refreshing taste of the tea he planted, the small eyes "BULING~BULING" smiled when he heard it, and promised that if there was a chance in the future, she, an assassin with blood on her hands, would go to the Bodhi Temple to find him for tea ...

However, the monk did not refuse, which meant that he opened the door to convenience.

As for the one with the heaviest thought here, Du Ruhui might be the only one.

Compared with the heroic intention before, the scholar at this moment seems to be preoccupied.

The scholar who weighs the world with the law and wants to create a moral balance for the people, at this moment, he pretends to be the people of that county in his heart.

Drank the stuffy wine.

"Don't you believe it, there is a kind of tea, the darker it is, the better the taste!"

"Hehehe, bragging, I don't believe it. Among all the tea drinkers in the world, who doesn't guard the entrance when the tea leaves are delicious? Smelly Taoist priest, do you think it's wine? The deeper it is, the more fragrant it is? Isn't it, Brother Qin~"

"Well! It's extreme, it's extreme, Taoist priest don't brag, quickly punish yourself!"

"Hey! You two are united, right?... Monk, do you believe it?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has never heard of the delicious taste of old tea."

"Cut... Sure enough, I don't have short hair and knowledge... Hongying, you always believe me, don't you?"

"I believe you."

"Look at..."

"What are you looking at? We haven't had a drink anyway... Hee hee, hurry up and drink, or we'll feed you!"

"Okay, I'm afraid of you two, just drink it...Wen Guan, take your sister and eat more, there's still plenty of meat. Mr. Not Enough will make it for you!"

In the quietly passing time, Li Zhen, who had drunk three or four jars of wine without knowing it, had a red nose, and shouted at the brother and sister who were listening to a few people chatting at the next table and having fun while gnawing meat. After saying a word, Li Zhen drank the wine in the wine bowl in one gulp.

Only then did I see...Old Du was staring at the wine bowl in front of him in a daze.

There are not many chicken and duck bones on the table in front of you.

Obviously I didn't drink much tonight, and I didn't move my chopsticks much.

"..."

If it had been just now, he might have thoughtfully let Lao Du think about it for himself, and maybe he would have figured it out.

But at this moment, he was already a little drunk, and when he saw the scholar's worried face, he simply put his arm on Du Ruhui's shoulder:

"Old Du."

The Taoist with a faint blush on his face hooked Du Ruhui's shoulder:

"You can't do this. Why? Raise fish in a bowl?"

"..."

Du Ruhui, who was interrupted from thinking, came back to his senses... forced a smile, holding a cup:

"No, please, Daoist, everyone...please."

He said that he was going to drink, but Li Zhen held down his hand:

"Don't!...What's the rush? I figured it out, your thoughts are not here at all. What are you doing?...Want to go to Hedong as soon as possible?"

The shaking Taoist said, Kong Kong waved his hand:

"Hi. Let me tell you, you are usually decisive, but at this moment you are a little confused. Let me ask you, what is the worst situation in Hedong?"

"..."

In today's festive atmosphere, Du Ruhui, who was mentioned not far away, chose to remain silent when he heard this.

But his silence doesn't mean that Li Zhen wants to let him go.

One shot on the table:
"Oh!"

"It's nothing more than his mother's starvation, right?"

"... Nothing more!?"

As Li Zhen uttered the worst result, Du Ruhui grasped the words that sounded indifferent at first glance.

But before the anger surged up, the Taoist nodded:

"That's right! That's all there is to it, isn't it?"

Du Ruhui felt sad in his heart.

Daoist, what's the matter?
How can a person change after drinking some wine?

"But Old Du..."

Ignoring Du Ruhui's eyes, the Taoist's tone was a bit sad:
"That's the worst case scenario, isn't it? You... think so."

With one hand hooked on Du Ruhui's shoulder, the Taoist stretched out his fingers with the other hand, and between the fingers was a touch of pure golden light.

A swipe in the void is a horizontal line:
"This is the worst bottom line of Hedong. It is the foundation, and it is the last situation that everyone wants to see. Right?"

"……Um."

"Then look..."

The Taoist's fingertips still stay on the void, accompanied by the light of the golden thread:
"Now that we have known the worst situation, then, whether it is through your strength, Sun Jingchan, the samurai, or the help of the big guys with a compassionate heart in the world, whether it is food, clothing, or any kind of relief...Are we Is it equivalent to saving on the basis of the worst case?"

As he spoke, the golden line began to rise slowly as the Taoist finger swiped upwards.

It's like a climbing chart.

"If you save one more person, the situation will be better. If you save one more family, it will be better... Is the situation in Hedong the fault of you and me? Isn't it? Then it's Wu Duan'er, a dog ..."

Suddenly, the Taoist paused.

"It was caused by those bastard bandits! Human nature is inherently evil, Lao Du, you have read a lot, you should understand this truth."

Maybe it was because he drank too much, or maybe he was getting more energetic. Suddenly, the Taoist turned to Xuanzang:
"Just like you, monk. Let me ask you, do you want to become a Buddha?"

"think."

Xuanzang did not hesitate.

"Then let me ask you again, you have a session in the morning and a session in the afternoon, are you practicing in the world of mortals? Or are you saving all sentient beings?"

"Naturally, it saves all sentient beings."

"But you only save sentient beings. If you don't have time to practice Buddhism, why do you become a Buddha!? What your Buddhist scriptures require is that you only need to cross people to become a Buddha? Or do you mean to understand the Buddha, understand the wisdom of the Buddha, learn The wisdom of the Buddha, and finally, when you have the wisdom of the Buddha, you are a Buddha?"

Facing some questioning inquiries from the Taoist, Xuanzang still shook his head:

"To comprehend Buddhism and save sentient beings, poor monks will allocate their own time."

"absurd!"

The same tone as Du Ruhui's came out of the Taoist's mouth.

Looking at the puzzled monk, the Taoist shook his head and smiled:
"You...you are cultivating a Buddha. You can cultivate your own Buddha, not the Buddha of sentient beings. To put it bluntly...too small."

"……Small?"

Seeing the sudden desire to win and lose in the eyes of the monk, Li Zhen laughed:
"Haha, yes, small, even small, whether it's you, you monks, or even Taoists like us... Some people have been mediocre for a lifetime, and in the end they don't know what they are cultivating. They all say that cultivation Human beings can't stand life and death... In fact, life and death is a joke in my opinion."

Holding the wine bowl, the Taoist drank it all in one gulp.

"Life and death?...Hahahaha, don't be funny. Life and death, what is the real horror? It is to let you understand, when you understand everything, see everything clearly, and let go of everything...you can You will understand how futile and ridiculous everything you understand is in the face of the imminent death."

His eyes were full of sarcasm, looking at the frowning monk:
"How do you understand? How do you see through? Let go of everything... so what? It's too late! Damn it, you can't escape, you can't escape, you can't hide. Therefore, everything you understand is destined to be in vain. It is useless because of futility, Powerless because of futility, fear because of futility, fear because of futility! This is the great horror of life and death! A mere mortal, a cultivator who just understands the energy of heaven and earth, wants to understand this truth?... Absurd! And you This monk is the same...you remember..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Hongying who got up to pour himself wine:
"Do you remember what I said that day?"

Hongying was taken aback:
"Which day?"

"Never mind."

Shaking his head slightly, looking at Xuanzang, the Taoist spoke sincerely:
"Monk, becoming a Bodhisattva is not because you save many people, but you become a Bodhisattva when you save many people."

Xuanzang was dumbfounded for a moment.

First he was thoughtful, then he was dumbfounded, and finally... his brows were wrinkled.

But Li Zhen ignored it, and instead turned to look at Du Ruhui:
"have you understood?"

"..."

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Li Zhen pointed at Qin Qiong again:
"Old Du, let me ask you, what is it to kill one person?"

"..."

Du Ruhui turned his head subconsciously. Although he couldn't guess why the Taoist priest pointed at Qin Qiong, he thought about it and replied:
"murderer?"

"That's right! What about Legalism?"

"... Homicide is a crime."

"Killing a person is a crime?"

"Exactly."

"Slaughtering thousands of people, what is it?"

"..."

"Human massacre? Executioner? Crazy?... Neither."

Withdrawing his finger, the Taoist's tone was erratic:

"Killing one person is a crime, but slaughtering ten thousand is a hero! In the same way, saving one person is saving, and ten thousand people are also saved! You don't think about food and drink today, thinking about the difficulties in saving people in the east of the river. But you forgot... what is it? Even thousands of miles. It doesn’t matter if it’s one thousand or ten thousand. In the worst situation in Hedong, what we have to do is just like what you and I did in Shangluo and Hongnong. Plow a field, a piece of land , to save one person, one life. Anyway... the situation can’t get any worse, can it?”

Du Ruhui raised his head instinctively, and what he saw was a pair of intoxicated, extremely clear... and extremely determined eyes.

　It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly ticket! !Ask for a monthly pass! ! ! ... After today's update, my hands hurt a little, and I can't stand it anymore.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)