Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

There was only one person left in the Zen room at the moment, and the coals were still boiling with heat in the small stove.

After Murong Fu left, monk Yuangen came out of the Sutra Pavilion, called a middle-aged monk and gave him some instructions. The middle-aged monk listened to the instructions and went down.

Monk Yuangen looked at the direction Murong Fu left, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Xiao Feng? No matter who you are, I hope you can be at peace."

After walking out of the gate of Chengtian Temple, a gray shadow flashed in the woods not far from Murong Fu.

At this time, Murong Fu had returned to his original disguised appearance, and all facial expressions had become faint and invisible. Although he noticed the gray shadow, he pretended not to see him.

Before entering the temple, Murong Fu was surprised by Monk Yuangen's foretelling, and asked the young monk to inform him in advance. Later, Murong Fu realized that Chengtian Temple, the royal temple of Xixia that looked like a place of pure cultivation, not only looked different from Shaolin Temple in appearance. The suit has been copied perfectly, even the way of doing things is very different.

In fact, it is very simple. The influence of Buddhism in Xixia has been very strong since the Yuanhao era. After decades of development, it has become even more luxuriant and deep-rooted.

From the moment Murong Fu stepped into the twenty-mile radius of Cheng Tian Temple, Murong Fu set foot on the temple property of Cheng Tian Temple.

At this time, it was already dusk. If it had been in the past, Murong Fu would have just gone to a restaurant to have some dinner. But today Murong Fu returned to his house in the west of the city. He wanted to see if Su Xinghe was back and discuss what happened today with him.

Pushing open the courtyard door, there are lights in the courtyard. Ever since Su Xinghe picked up a small dumpling, the originally almost deserted yard had a rare sense of life.

Unexpectedly, Su Xinghe was already waiting in the hall.

And at this time, a table has been set up in the hall. Eight major dishes were already placed on the table, with several exquisite snacks interspersed among them.

Murong Fu couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he recognized the hibiscus chicken, squirrel mandarin fish, lotus leaf soup and other dishes at a glance from the dazzling array of dishes.

Although the Hetao area is called Saibei Jiangnan, after all, it is not as prosperous as the real Jiangnan area.Murong Fu, whose taste had been cultivated, suffered a lot when he got here.The days of gnawing lamb legs every day are not that good.

"Hey, Senior Brother Su is actually proficient in cooking? Junior Brother didn't know it before!"

Murong Fu got rid of the obstructive disguise in a few clicks, sat down at the table, picked up a piece of pickled purple bud ginger, and brought it to his mouth. A sweet and salty fragrance spread in his mouth, and he suddenly felt like this The greasy feeling has been reduced for a while.

Su Xinghe shook his head and chuckled: "That's not true. It's just that I have been out looking for news for many days and found that a new Gusu-style restaurant opened in the city, and it tasted pretty good. So I ordered them to prepare a table for takeout. "

Murong Fu did not bother to explore the rationality of Su Xinghe's words. While offering sacrifices at the Five Zang Temple, he told Su Xinghe about his experience during the day in detail.

Su Xinghe stroked his beard and frowned: "Chengtian Temple?"

"In this way, this Chengtian Temple is probably not a simple royal temple of Xixia, but also assumes some functions similar to Yipintang. It is just because it has always kept a low profile and stayed behind the scenes, so it has not been famous."

"It's a bit like the Shaolin Temple and Daxiangguo Temple in the Song Dynasty."

Su Xinghe came to a conclusion.

"Junior brother has fought against that monk Yuan Gen, what do you think of that old monk's martial arts?"

Murong Fu thought for a while and replied: "Far above Jiumozhi."

Su Xinghe was not surprised by this answer. He nodded and asked, "Then, how do you think this old monk compares with our two uncles and masters?"

Murong Fu was silent for a long time, and could only smile bitterly and said: "Then we have to fight with all our strength to find out."

Everything that stays on paper is fake.

Su Xinghe shook his head and said: "Forget it, from the current point of view, although he is not a friend, he is not an enemy. Junior brother, just try to avoid this person in the future. Senior brother is out looking for news these days. There is something I want to say, junior brother You should be very interested. Junior brother, do you know what hitting the young master is?"

Murong Fu quickly searched for the origin of these three words in his limited historical knowledge. However, after searching around, he could only give Su Xinghe a helpless smile.

Su Xinghe didn't show off, and said to Murong Fu: "It's not a rare thing to bump into your son. It's not an official position. It's a special army. In the past, Li Yuanhao of Xixia conquered east and west and captured a lot of people. People from other tribes, so they used this group of people to form a tribe, named Chong Gongzi. During the war, this group of people was used as the vanguard to reduce the losses of the tribe's troops. Since then, this tribe has been preserved."

"Although this Young Master today has undergone great changes compared to Yuan Hao's time, and there are many members of the Dangxiang tribe included, most of the tribe is still composed of captives from various tribes. Junior brother, you understand what I mean. Bar?"

Murong Fu said without hesitation: "Senior brother, do you mean to win over this army?"

To put it simply, such tribesmen want to be treated well and die first. You really don't believe how much loyalty this kind of subordinates can have.

Su Xinghe smiled and said: "Of course."

"In Li Yuanhao's time, the number of these young masters once reached 100,000. It was the largest military force in Xixia. Now, although Xixia's martial arts is not as good as before, the number of these young masters is no less than 50,000. Especially the last time Xixia provoked a war between Song and Xia. Although Xixia was ultimately defeated, it also robbed tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty along the way. These people were naturally integrated into the Young Master."

Murong Fu's eyes were shining.

To put it bluntly, the change of seizing the palace is actually very simple.

At a suitable time and place, gather a group of people, rush into the palace in the name of protecting the safety of His Majesty the Emperor, and kill the people you want to kill. Then, in the name of the emperor who has become a puppet, he slowly appeases all parties, giving carrots to those who deserve carrots, and don't be soft on those who deserve a slap.

Murong Fu could rely on the financial resources of the Xiaoyao faction to slowly win over and control all the current forces in Xixia. But how to gather a group of people to rush into the palace and control the Xixia Emperor became a problem. Of course Murong Fu himself had the ability to bring Emperor Xia out quietly. But this kind of thing is completely different from an assassination in the arena. The important thing is that everyone must see a part of it.

So Murong Fu was always thinking about where people came from.

Originally, he planned to let Thirty-Six Holes and Seventy-Two Islands come. But once these people are a ragtag group, it is still unknown whether they can defeat the Xixia Imperial City Guards in the battle formation. Secondly, the loyalty of this group of people is also questionable.

Now, I know that there is such a group of people under my nose who can be used by me.

Isn't this just trying to sleep, but someone brought me a pillow?

Murong Fu was overjoyed: "I will find a way to enter the camp of this tribe early tomorrow morning. In a month at most, I will be sure to pull over part of this gang!"

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "This group is stationed fifty miles east of Xingqing Mansion. Please excuse me, junior brother, for the next month or so to move around."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Thank you, senior brother."