Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 564 We are all anti-Zhou, and should naturally share a common hatred against the enemy~
"General Jia."

The forest road blocked the carriages that were about to leave the city.

As Jia She leisurely stepped out of the carriage with a forced smile, he asked, "Where are we going?"

“Zi, Zihou.”

Jia She, whose injuries had not yet fully healed, forced an awkward and unsightly smile.

"Something happened at the village outside the pass, I'm going to handle it."

Lin Dao stepped forward and looked down at Jia She.

His gaze was like a knife, and Jia She instinctively lowered his head to avoid it.

"Leave the city gate."

"You must die!"

There were no threats, intimidation, or nonsense; only straightforward and direct statements.

"Now, go and contact the people behind you."

"We've arranged a time and place for me to meet with them."

Jia She instinctively wanted to defend himself, to say that he was not familiar with them.

But when she looked up and met Lin Dao's sharp gaze, she swallowed back all the words she was about to say.

It was terrifying; standing next to Lin Dao felt like being on the edge of an abyss.

At this moment, General Jia She had even lost the courage to take another look.

"Got it~"

"I'll deliver the message right away!"

"Hmm." The killing intent emanating from Lin Dao gradually subsided. He took out a medicine and handed it over. "You have to remember, you are injured."

"Without the medicine I provide, you'll be in excruciating pain."

Jia She, who had his hand and ear cut off, should have been lying in bed recuperating.

After all, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and Jia Baoyu, who was beaten, is still recuperating.

Jia She, despite having a severed limb, was able to travel by carriage.

It wasn't that he had a special physical talent, but rather that he obtained a divine medicine from Lin Dao.

The pain stopped after using it.

Of course, there is a time limit.

This thing definitely works, and it works very well.

However, the aftereffects are also very serious.

However, since Lin Dao didn't say anything, Jia She naturally wouldn't know.

Besides, it's highly unlikely that Jia She will live long enough for the aftereffects to manifest on a large scale.

Three days later, Lin Dao and Jia She rode together in an ordinary carriage.

Under the cover of night, they quietly arrived at a warehouse.

This is a place that specializes in selling goods from Liaoning, such as furs, pearls, and ginseng.

After the two entered, the staff quickly stepped forward and put up the door panel.

The shopkeeper, wearing a leather hat and sporting a goatee, led the way, holding an oil lamp.

After going around in circles, we arrived at a storeroom in the backyard.

Before entering, Lin Dao's gaze swept around the room.

The places where people are hiding are known to me.

"Master, the person has arrived."

The innkeeper knocked on the door three times. When the lights came on inside, he pushed the door open and gestured for Lin Dao and Jia She to come in.

Jia She hesitated for a moment, but Lin Dao strode in.

The room was small and filled with burlap sacks containing all sorts of dried goods.

There was a table in the very center, and an oil lamp was lit on the table.

Two people were sitting at the table looking over.

Behind me came the sound of the shopkeeper closing the door, and soon the only sound in the quiet room was the crackling of the oil lamp burning.

Lin Dao stepped forward, hooked a long bench aside with his foot, and sat down decisively.

Only then did he take a good look at the two people in front of him.

One of the young men was handsome with fair skin and dressed in a brocade robe, exuding an air of nobility.

The other middle-aged man, Lin Dao could tell at a glance, was not human!

With yellow teeth, small eyes, a flat nose, and upturned wrinkles, Lin Dao was very familiar with the aura emanating from him.

Jurchen!

"Are you perhaps Young Master Lin?" the nobleman asked with a smile, "or perhaps Wei Xiaobao?"

“At this very moment,” Lin Dao raised an eyebrow, “it’s Wei Xiaobao.”

"It was actually Master Wei in person."

The young nobleman laughed again, "Great Hero Wei, what brings you to Brother Enhou's invitation?"

"Anti-Zhou".

Lin Dao didn't mince words and bluntly said, "Many hands make light work, let's do it together."

Upon hearing this, the young nobleman's smile faltered.

This directness was somewhat different from what he had gathered.

After a moment of silence, the young nobleman took a breath and said, "Master Wei, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that..."

The rugged Jurchen woman standing to the side then took over the conversation.

"Rumor has it that Wei Xiaobao, the 'Dragon of the Lake,' is a dragon whose head is seen but whose tail is never seen."

"When in motion, it is as high as the nine heavens; when still, it is as deep as the nine netherworlds."

"How can we know if you are really the great hero Wei?"

Lin Dao scoffed, "How do you prove it? Do you want me to storm into the palace right now, or...?"

His gaze fell upon the young nobleman, and he said, "Just pick any noble family and slaughter them."

"What do you think of the Prince of Bei Jing's residence?"

The young nobleman was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Master Wei is truly a man of few words!"

"My name is Shui Rong, and I have met Master Wei."

On the surface, Lin Dao had never met Prince Bei Jing, Shui Rong.

In reality, Lin Dao had already thoroughly investigated all the important figures inside and outside the capital.

Surveillance cameras, drones, high-definition cameras, etc.

With various technologies at his disposal, he recognizes almost everyone, whether they have a certain status or appear in the original work, and some are even under his continuous surveillance.

Having traveled to so many worlds, Lin Dao certainly knows the meaning of "know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

Upon arriving here, conducting reconnaissance is the obvious first step.

Do you really think he's some kind of overpowered genius who relies solely on his plot armor?
"This is Nalan Beile, the younger brother of the Great Khan of the Jin Dynasty."

Over a hundred years ago, the Jurchens who entered the pass were driven back.

Later, even the Liaodong Peninsula was liberated.

The various Jurchen tribes that fled into the deep mountains and forests quickly abandoned the Old Slave lineage, which had suffered heavy losses.

After years of fighting and compromise, the Great Khan is now in the hands of the Yehe Nara clan.

Despite being called the Great Khan, he was merely the leader of a tribal alliance. Lin Dao's smile grew even more amiable, and he even clasped his hands in a fist salute to Nalan Beile.

"Your Highness, greetings."

Those who know him well know that the more friendly he smiles when dealing with enemies, the more ruthless he is when he strikes.

"We have all suffered persecution from the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and we are acting in accordance with Heaven's justice and righteousness."

Shui Rong said politely, "Now we gather here to fight against the tyrant."

"We should unite sincerely and work together to achieve great things!"

Lin Dao, beaming with smiles, nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, "Your Highness is right, that's how it should be."

Having confirmed each other's identities, the next step is to proceed with substantive negotiations.

"We are all anti-Zhou, and we should naturally unite against the common enemy."

Shui Rong, who was acting as the host, started by saying, "The general direction is the same."

"However, I suppose everyone's needs are different."

At this point, he looked at Lin Dao and asked, "Master Wei, what do you want?"

"I?"

Lin Dao leaned back and laughed heartily.

"I want to be the emperor!"

Upon entering the room, Jia She, who was standing in the corner, suddenly shuddered.

"Since it's a change of dynasty, I naturally want to be the emperor."

His gaze swept over the two of them. "You two also want to be emperor?"

Lin Dao was so tired of being emperor that he was sick of it.

They have endless worries and tasks, and bear the fate of millions, even hundreds of millions, of people on their shoulders.

Let whoever wants to be emperor be emperor; he really doesn't want to fall into that trap again.

Shui Rong squinted, and was also smiling.

"Master Wei is truly a man of few words and a straightforward manner!"

"If Master Wei becomes emperor, wouldn't we, the nobles of the previous dynasty, have no way to survive?"

"That depends on how you do it." Lin Dao raised his head slightly. "Those who work for me can become nobles of the new dynasty."

"Those who oppose me will only be swept away."

He turned to look at the Jurchen people beside him and asked, "Your Highness, what do you want?"

He decided to take the initiative, realizing that the conversation couldn't always be controlled by others.

"We only ask to live."

Nalan Beile slowly said, "As long as I can return to my homeland, that's enough."

"it is good."

Lin Dao waved his hand domineeringly, "As long as you are willing to help, I will grant you the Liao land after the matter is accomplished."

"At that time, we'll follow North Korea's example and use sweet potatoes~"

The rugged Nalan Beile nodded with a forced smile, "If that's the case, then thank you very much, Master Wei."

Shui Rong frowned slightly and took back the topic.

"Once it's done, we can discuss it however we like."

"Right now, we should think about how to accomplish something big."

Lin Dao said seriously, "Tell me your plans now."

“Following the rules left by the Great Ancestor,” Shui Rong said slowly, “every three years we shall go hunting at Huanghai Iron Net Mountain to demonstrate the might of the Great Zhou to the various tribes of the grasslands.”

"Now that the three-year period is almost over, I think we will set off after the New Year."

"Our plan is to bribe the imperial guards in Beijing."

"Working together with the Jin army from within and without, we will eliminate the tyrant in one fell swoop!"

The so-called Huanghai is actually the Liaohe River.

Going to Huanghai Tiewangshan for hunting means heading north out of the Liao River to the grasslands and hunting with various tribes in the nearby grasslands.

The plan is good; with a coordinated attack from both inside and outside, the chances of success are certainly high.

However, judging from the original work, this matter had already been leaked.

The emperor had made preparations in advance, and thus the campaign ended in failure.

Lin Dao smiled slightly. "What do we lack now? Silver to bribe the soldiers?"

"It is somewhat lacking." Shui Rong's smile widened. "If we could get the help of Hero Wei, our great undertaking could be accomplished."

"no problem."

Lin Dao stood up and boldly declared, "I'll offer one million taels."

"Remember, after this is done, I will become the emperor."

As he opened the door and went outside, Jia She hurriedly followed.

After the door closed, the quiet room remained silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Shui Rong finally let out a soft laugh.

"There aren't even any soldiers."

"It's just some silver."

"Perhaps I am very powerful, but even if I am powerful, can I be more powerful than Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Chu?"

"So what if he's a reincarnation of a tyrant? If a hundred men can't take him down, then a thousand will. If a thousand aren't enough, then ten thousand will do!"

"Just a brute."

“Your Highness is right.” Nalan Beile chuckled. “We only wish to return to our homeland, and we will follow Your Highness’s lead in everything.”

After Shui Rong left, only Nalan Beile remained in the room.

He sat on the long bench, the smile gradually fading from his rugged face.

He sat there silently, his cloudy little eyes staring at the oil lamp.

“Ama is right.”

"When the Han people fight amongst themselves, that's when we have the chance to show our skills."

"Fight hard, kill to your heart's content, and it would be best if you wiped them all out."

"The dazzling world of Middle-earth, we're back!"

On the carriage back to the mansion, Shui Rong, who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly burst into laughter.

He laughed for a while before opening his eyes.

"Autumn Moon~"

He instructed the maid beside him to "set up the chess pieces".

The maid quickly set up the chessboard, but Shui Rong did not make a move.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of chess pieces, then slowly released them.

The agate chess pieces clattered as they fell onto the jade chessboard.

"Chess piece~"

"The more the better!"

"The board is full of my pieces~"

"I'm the real winner!"

(End of this chapter)