Chapter 538: The Heavenly Scripture
Chapter 538: The Heavenly Scripture
Huma paid no attention to the commotion outside the courtyard.
He took this opportunity to carefully explain to Yang Gong everything he had in his mind.
As a reincarnator, he often felt a sense of familiarity with certain aspects of this world, and occasionally, he would even have a vague sense of seeing through the essence of things, allowing him to slightly predict their patterns.
A sense of superiority would sometimes arise, but when it came to explaining these things, he realized that he hadn't been diligent enough in his past life. All he could convey were just the basics.
Even though it was just the basics, it was enough to captivate Yang Gong, and Huma, too, became more spirited, explaining things in great detail. He first laid out the principles and then related them to Yang Gong's current encounters and the situation in Mingzhou.
For example, why the Truth Sect wanted to seize the grain, why they had to follow the rules, why the people in the mountains trusted him, and why the noble lords in Mingzhou City, who were clearly on the side of the Truth Sect, would instead shift the burden of grain collection onto the commoners.
Huma's explanations were a combination of his knowledge from his past life, his insights as a descendant of the Hu Clan in this world, and his keen perception as an insider. All these elements came together to enlighten Yang Gong.
One reason Huma did this was because Yang Gong had come, and he needed him to be more determined and qualified to accomplish great things.
On a deeper level, Huma also knew that the root of Yang Gong's success lay in the mountains. Whether it was his father-in-law or the people he would meet later, they would all influence him and eventually transform him into a different person.
By then, no one could predict if Yang Gong would still be the same person.
However, Huma, as a reincarnator, was supporting him, and reincarnators would not back someone who didn't care about the common people in their pursuit of the throne. So, by saying these things, Huma was also laying the groundwork for the future.
As one spoke and the other listened, Yang Gong became so engrossed that the confusion in his heart vanished, and his eyes began to glow with intense anticipation and fervor.
Huma not only advised him on matters concerning the mountains, the insider's world, and the noble lords but also provided suggestions on what to do in Mingzhou and beyond.
In simpler terms, it was the nine-word mantra: Amass Grain, Fortify Walls, Delay Coronation!
By this point, Yang Gong's admiration for Huma had reached its peak. He was a rough and straightforward man, not skilled with words, and he still addressed Huma as 'brother.' But in his eyes, one could see not only closeness but also deep gratitude, as if he wanted to bow his head in respect.
After they finished discussing the most critical matters, both of them relaxed a bit, and the conversation finally took a different turn. One reason was that Huma had said a lot, and he was afraid Yang Gong might not remember everything. Another was that Huma had run out of things to say...
... He became increasingly aware of the urgency of finding a reincarnated humanities scholar to edit the Heavenly Scripture.
"Huh?"
"Isn't that Big Brother Yang Gong who's here?"
"..."
As Huma and Yang Gong's conversation entered a new phase, Yang Gong's excitement grew with each bowl of wine he drank, and his voice became louder.
Zhou Da Tong and the others, who had been hiding in the house, couldn't hold back their curiosity when they realized that Huma wasn't summoning any spirits but was talking to the familiar Yang Gong. They cautiously poked their heads out, and seeing that Huma wasn't scolding anyone, they boldly came out to join the drinking session.
When they heard that Yang Gong had risen to prominence, leading several thousand men to confront the Truth Sect, their eyes lit up.
They were all skilled individuals, and those with skills often had an uncontrollable urge to put them into action.
Having been under Huma's protection, they were well-guarded, and the occasional opponents they faced were usually far inferior, leaving them itching for a real challenge.
Sensing their eagerness, Huma thoughtfully replied, "Yang Gong is handling matters in the mountains, and you are also from the mountains. If we're talking about his role as the Grain Protection General, he's even protecting our Great Sheep Camp."
"You've all received true teachings, and it's only natural to want to put your skills to use. But remember, if you truly want to test your skills, you can go and have some fun, but don't get too carried away..."
"That's a real battlefield, and one misstep could cost your life."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Da Tong, Zhou Liang, and Zhao Zhu were overjoyed. They rubbed their fists and said, "We'll just go and have some fun for a couple of days. We promise not to cause any trouble, or you can punish us when we return..."
Seeing their enthusiasm, Huma didn't stop them but merely nodded slightly, indicating that he would consider it.
After a night of carefree drinking, there was no further commotion outside the courtyard. Yang Gong, feeling relieved, got comfortably drunk. Huma arranged for him to sleep there for the night, and the next day, it was time for Yang Gong to return to the mountains.
When Huma saw that Zhou Da Tong, Zhou Liang, and Zhao Zhu had gotten up early, packed their weapons and horses, and were eagerly waiting, he expressed concern about the chaos outside and Yang Gong's special status. He specifically arranged for Zhou Da Tong, Zhou Liang, and Zhao Zhu to escort Yang Gong back.
"Brother, I drank too much yesterday and don't remember anything."
As they approached the courtyard, Yang Gong turned to Hu Ma, "I forgot that I was afraid and that I cried like a coward."
"But I remember every word you said. You were the first to look up to me when I had nothing going for me. Rest assured, I won't do something as low as forgetting my roots after I've made it big."
"We slept in the stables, and when we make it big, we can sleep in grand halls and ride fine horses. But we'll never bully those still sleeping in stables. That's not majestic; that's heartless..."
"..."
"Just remember this, but don't go around telling others such things hastily."
Hu Ma patted his shoulder and advised, "If you want to make it big, you've got to learn to keep your thoughts to yourself!"
After saying this, he helped them onto their horses and turned to look at Zhou Da Tong and the others, who were now excited. He had already decided that he didn't mind them going for some training.
Following him, they had indeed learned genuine skills, but opportunities to test them were scarce, and they rarely encountered any danger. Now, going to fight against others was undoubtedly risky, but it was also a chance to hone their abilities.
However, it was hard to say if these three guys would adapt to such a life. He had already given them a heads-up, using the excuse of escorting Yang Gong back to the mountains to send them there.
This way, it would be reasonable for them to return at any time.
But since they were the ones who followed him out of the camp, he still felt a bit uneasy. He took a bundle from Little Red Tang's hands and handed it to Zhou Da Tong, saying, "Go with them to watch and learn the value of every grain of food."
"But it's best if you make it big. Even if you don't, come back and help me, and I'll still show you a good path."
"But the most important thing is this bundle."
As he spoke, he also glanced at Yang Gong and said, "The Truth Sect members possess dark arts and should not be underestimated. But since they can use dark magic, killing your three hundred brothers in one night, we also have treasures to reclaim our pride."
"The contents of this bundle are borrowed from Seventh Aunt. Borrow them to use and get some revenge."
"Return it after the situation in Mingzhou stabilizes."
"..."
Zhou Da Tong and the others nodded vigorously, indicating they remembered, and then they all left the courtyard.
When they first left Hu Ma's courtyard, Yang Gong was still worried that the Truth Sect had arranged people around to capture him. But after running for over ten miles without seeing a single person, he felt relieved.
However, as they crossed half of Mingzhou and took a detour through Xiaoliang County to head for the mountains to meet their forces, Yang Gong was startled by what he saw ahead on the road below the slope. It was crowded with people holding weapons, all dressed in black, and the atmosphere was suffocating, clearly resembling an army at the gates.
Yang Gong's group had already been forced into the mountains, and every exit was blocked, making the situation the most oppressive.
"Brother Datong, what should we do?" Yang Gong reined in his horse and called out to Zhou Datong.
Zhou Datong's heart sank at the sight of so many people, but then he remembered the skills he had diligently practiced. He smiled and said, "Since we've learned these skills, should we charge straight in?"
Yang Gong laughed, "Good!"
The four of them simultaneously raised their whips and charged into the crowd ahead.
"Who's there? Stop them!" A scout on the roadside had already spotted them and shouted, but these four remained silent and rushed into the crowd, clearly intending to force their way through to the mountains.
At the same time, in the mountains, the three to five hundred vigorous young men Yang Gong had brought from the village, along with the two to three thousand who had spontaneously gathered around him due to the stolen food, had been intimidated by the Truth Sect's might over the past day and night.
Moreover, Yang Gong had not appeared all night, and rumors were spreading that the leader, Yang Gong, had fled, leaving them behind.
The morale of the troops was at its lowest, and everyone was nervous. To be honest, the Truth Sect army outside only needed to make a show of force, and these people might have run away. But just then, a sharp-eyed scout suddenly cried out in joy, "He's back..."
"Look, Yang Gong hasn't fled. He's leading people here..."
"Oh no, why is he charging into the crowd?"
"..."
The nervous troops were suddenly filled with excitement. They climbed up the slope and trees, straining to look outside.
Indeed, they saw Yang Gong riding his horse, brandishing his treasure sword, and charging into the crowd of Truth Sect members, escorted by the other three, killing as they pushed deeper into the crowd.
(End of Chapter)
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