PFC Chapter 257 Yang Lin meets Lü Xiao again
Chapter 257 Yang Lin meets Lü Xiao again
Forget about gods, we didn't even see a ghost.
As for dreaming, I didn't dream at all; I slept straight through until dawn.
"You're not sincere enough."
"I can't believe it," Lu Xiao said helplessly, rubbing his temples, his face full of exhaustion.
At that moment, he really wanted to slap himself twice.
I should have known better than to spout nonsense and make up a story. It's gotten so bad that Yuwen Chenglong is obsessed with it and keeps bothering him with questions every day.
The problem is that this guy is obsessed, and he keeps bothering him, not even letting him have a moment of peace.
"I even wrote a letter and had it sent by fast horse to Luoyang, informing my father that he had thrown away the ancestral tablets of the Yuwen clan and disposed of them in the woodshed. Isn't that enough sincerity?"
Yuwen Chenglong spoke with conviction and righteous indignation.
Who else in the world can do what he did?
If you don't even care about your ancestors, isn't that sincere enough?
What more do you want from him?
Soon, Yuwen Chenglong suddenly remembered something.
Simply making offerings is not enough.
It seems he should take the old sage's surname and change it to show his sincerity.
"Your Highness, shouldn't we change our surname?" He suddenly grabbed Lü Xiao's arm and asked anxiously, his eyes wide open.
"What's the old immortal's name and surname? I'll have my dad change it, and my brother change it too, so our whole family will have the same surname as the old immortal!"
"Now he should be able to enter my dreams, shouldn't he? He should be able to teach me, shouldn't he?"
"You're being way too filial."
Lü Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Damn it, Yuwen Chenglong has gone to such lengths to advance his career.
If he had the ability, he would have used a tremendous force to send Yuwen Chenglong away, so that he would stop bothering him.
"I...I want to become stronger so badly! I dream about it all the time! I want to so much..."
Yuwen Chenglong grabbed Lü Xiao, his voice choked with emotion.
In the past, Yuwen Chenglong was a figure of considerable importance under Lü Xiao, second only to the emperor and commanding great power.
But with the addition of Luo Cheng, Cheng Yaojin, and others, each of them was more capable and skilled than him.
He's practically relegated to the back of the line, becoming someone who's practically dispensable.
If he doesn't get stronger, he might as well change his name to Yuwen Chengchong (Insect) and stop calling himself Yuwen Chenglong (Dragon). He should just be called Insect.
"Your Highness, Prince Kao Shan has arrived."
Just then, Zhao Chong walked in, bowed, and reported calmly.
Seeing Yuwen Chenglong weeping bitterly was something he was already used to; he didn't even blink, completely unfazed.
This scene has been playing out every day these days, even more lively than a theatrical performance.
"I'm going to see the old lord first. You can go back to dreaming."
Lu Xiao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He patted Yuwen Chenglong on the shoulder and took the opportunity to slip away, his steps light and quick.
"Alright! I'll wait for news from the old sage!"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chenglong disregarded the coldness of the ground, lay down on the spot, face up, limbs outstretched.
It perfectly illustrates what it means to have the sky as a blanket and the earth as a bed, devoutly waiting for the gods to enter one's dreams.
Lu Xiao had only taken a few steps when he heard a series of hurried footsteps outside the wall, growing clearer and clearer as they approached.
He didn't even need to guess; it had to be Yang Lin. The way he walked, the momentum—there was no mistake.
As soon as I stepped out the door, I saw an elderly man with white hair, but full of energy, striding towards me.
"Zilie! You've given this old man another wonderful surprise!"
Upon seeing Lü Xiao, Yang Lin quickly stepped forward, reached out his large hand, and patted Lü Xiao's arm forcefully.
His face was full of a satisfied smile, and his eyes were full of admiration.
"They are just a mere 800,000 rebels, like chickens and dogs, yet they have alarmed even the old governor, who has made a special trip for them."
Lu Xiao smiled, and while speaking, he gestured for them to pass, stepping aside to let them through.
"Hahaha! You little brat, you're getting more and more arrogant!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Lin's laughter echoed throughout the palace.
This kid may be arrogant, but his skills are undeniable, so his arrogance is justified!
Those who are capable should be arrogant!
If you're not wild, are you even a young person?
Soon, the two returned to the palace.
Yang Lin strode inside, and suddenly he caught sight of a person lying stiffly on the cold floor of the main hall, motionless.
"What is this thing? Who died here?"
Yang Lin stopped, pointed at the figure on the ground, his face full of doubt, and his brows furrowed.
He was puzzled, as this was not the Eastern Capital Imperial Palace and the emperor was not here.
However, the necessary order and rules are still maintained, and no insolence is tolerated.
In his entire life, he had never seen anyone dare to lie in the palace; wasn't that courting death?
"This is Yuwen Chenglong, ignore him."
Lu Xiao glanced at it and said casually, his tone indifferent, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
He's gotten used to it, so used to it that he's become numb.
"This Jiangdu Palace was built by His Majesty at the cost of countless people's labor and wealth, yet he has never come here. It is truly a pity."
Yang Lin looked around, taking in the magnificent palace.
This was his first time here, and he was somewhat shocked by the scale of the palace.
Carved beams and painted rafters, flying eaves and brackets, every detail exudes luxury.
In other words, this is all money, and it's just being wasted here, left vacant and uninhabited.
"Once the world is at peace, Your Majesty can come here to visit, saving us the trouble of rebuilding it."
Lu Xiao said calmly.
"With your words, I am completely at ease."
Yang Lin was very satisfied with Lü Xiao's words, nodded, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.
This kid is all arrogance and overconfidence.
They have a clear understanding of the general trend of the world.
The world is a mess right now, but in Lü Xiao's eyes, it's nothing.
"The old emperor has devoted his entire life to the Sui Dynasty, spending his life on the battlefield, and his contributions are immense."
Next, I will remain in Dengzhou and watch as the Sui Dynasty rises again.
As Lü Xiao spoke, he had people bring out the drinks and set them all over the table.
Fine wine and delicious food, with an enticing aroma.
Afterwards, the two clinked glasses and chatted.
From the political situation at court to trivial matters in the army, from the war situation in Hebei to the pacification of the Jianghuai region, they talked about everything.
This was one of the few pleasant moments and rare moments of leisure amidst the continuous battles of recent days.
"The wine smells so good..."
Yuwen Chenglong, who was lying on the ground sleeping, suddenly turned over, his nose twitching like a dog.
He crawled on the dark ground until he reached the table, where he stared longingly at the wine jars.
"This kid used to be perfectly normal, but now he's completely out of character."
Looking at Yuwen Chenglong's unlucky appearance, Yang Lin couldn't help but complain, his face full of disgust.
"It's a long story..."
Lu Xiao waved his hand, unwilling to discuss the topic further.
Otherwise, this guy will start pestering you again, asking all sorts of questions, endlessly, which is incredibly annoying.
"Your Highness, I've taken one jar."
Yuwen Chenglong said something, and without waiting for Lü Xiao's reply, picked up a jar of wine and went to a pillar.
He leaned against a pillar, sat on the ground, broke the mud seal, tilted his head back and started drinking, gulping it down with great gusto.