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 figure, he pretended not to see him.
Before entering the temple, Murong Fu was surprised by Monk Yuangen's prophecy 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 Qing Dynasty, was not only different from Shaolin Temple in appearance.
The set 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 flourishing and deeply 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. In the past, Murong Fu would just go 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 it with him.
Let’s talk about what happened today.
Pushing open the courtyard door, there were actually lights in the courtyard. Ever since Su Xinghe picked up a small dumpling, the almost deserted courtyard had a rare life.
Unexpectedly, Su Xinghe was already waiting in the lobby.
And at this time, a table has been placed in the hall. There are eight large dishes on the table, and there are 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 land of the Loop is called Saibei Jiangnan, after all, it is not as good as the real prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River. Murong Fu, who had been cultivated for his taste, suffered a lot when he came here. He couldn't bear the pain of eating mutton legs every day.
go.
"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 over time.
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 has opened in the city. The taste is not bad. 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 to 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, 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 uncles?"
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 it means to hit the young master?"
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 did not show off, and said to Murong Fu: "This collision with the young master is not a rare matter. It is not an official position. It is a special army. In the past, Li Yuanhao of Xixia conquered east and west and captured many prisoners.
People from other tribes, so they used this group of people to form a tribe, named Chuang Gongzi. During the war, this group of people was used as the vanguard to reduce the losses of the tribe's troops. Later, this tribe has been preserved."
"Although today's Young Master Chuang has undergone great changes compared to Yuan Hao's time, and there are also many people from the Dangxiang tribe, most of the tribe is still composed of captives from various tribes. Junior brother, you know what I mean.
Bar?"
Murong Fu said without hesitation: "Senior brother, do you mean to win over this army?"
To put it simply, this kind of tribe wants no treatment at all, and death is the priority. No one can believe how much loyalty this kind of tribe 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 rebellion."
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 slowly appease all parties in the name of the emperor who has become a puppet.
, give 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 Sect 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. Murong Fu himself certainly had this ability
Bringing Emperor Xia out quietly. But this kind of thing is different from an assassination in the world. The important thing is that everyone must see 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 firstly, these people are a ragtag bunch, and 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
The degree 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 some of these gangsters over!"
Su Xinghe said with a smile: "This group is stationed fifty miles east of Xingqing Mansion. Please excuse me, junior brother, for moving around in the next month or so."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Thank you, senior brother."