Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Jingnan City, another beautiful day.

The door to a small room next to the paper shop on Shuaifu South Street creaked open.

Xiao Jiahui came out of the house, stretched, and breathed in the fresh morning air.

What a beautiful day! I'll go to Old Li's place for a bowl of wontons later.

"what?"

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because of the many strangers who have appeared near my home.

Not to mention the wonton stalls, even the tofu pudding stalls were packed with people.

Old Li, who sells wontons, was squatting happily to one side. His usually empty money bag was now bulging, indicating that he had made a lot of money.

Moreover, the moment he opened his mouth, all these people grinned and smiled at him.

A cluster of white teeth reflected the morning sunlight, making it hard for Xiao Jiahui to open her eyes.

He even wondered if he was hallucinating because he slept too long last night, and whether he should go back and open the door again.

"Good morning, sir. Would you like some? These wontons are quite good."

Ren Yuan waved to Xiao Jiahui.

"Okay, Lao Li, give me a bowl too."

Xiao Jiahui was also hungry, so no matter what, eating first was always the right thing to do.

"Excuse me, sir, we've sold out of wontons. Would you like to try somewhere else?"

what?

Xiao Jiahui was dumbfounded. Wait, how many of you came? Did you eat all the food at the wonton stall?

He then looked at Old Sun, who was selling tofu pudding.

"Don't look at me, sir, I'm sold out here too."

Old Sun's waist was also bulging.

“My lord, if you don’t mind, please eat mine. I haven’t finished my bowl yet.”

Qiao Daoqing pushed his bowl over and said to Xiao Jiasui.

"Okay... okay."

After regaining her senses, Xiao Jiahui hesitated for a moment before sitting down and accepting the situation calmly.

Anyway, it's obvious that this group of people came looking for me, so I'll just have to deal with whatever they say.

Eat! Let's see what they say!

If they don't meet my expectations, I'll just eat their food and drink their drinks, but I won't do anything for them.

"Eat first, then we'll talk."

Ren Yuan told Xiao Jiahui to eat first, and then buried himself in his food, saying that they could talk after they finished eating.

This surprised Xiao Jiahui. "Are you sure you're here to see me? It doesn't seem like it."

I've never seen this tactic before.

After everyone finished eating, Ren Yuan said to Xiao Jiasui:

"Is the sir free today? We have come to visit you without prior notice, and we apologize for our intrusion."

"I wouldn't say I'm offending you. I'm just curious, sir, why have you sent so many people to find me? Are you planning to kidnap me today?"

After eating his fill, Xiao Jiahui regained his carefree and leisurely demeanor.

"Haha, sir, you jest. We are all scholars, how could we possibly kidnap someone?"

Ren Yuan said with a smile, and then the brothers around him looked at their leader with strange eyes.

Brother, a scholar? Are you sure?

There are indeed a few in the mountain stronghold, but among the group of us who came out... who is a scholar?

"Haha, scholar, interesting. This sir, would you like to come into my courtyard for a chat?"

Xiao Jiahui found the big man in front of her very interesting; he was completely different from the people who had come to see her before.

That's interesting, let's talk about it.

“I dare not disobey. My lord, please.”

Ren Yuan said to the others:

"You all wait here, don't move, and keep an eye on this place. My master and I will be right back."

"Yes, brother."

Everyone agreed in unison.

Ren Yuan followed Xiao Jiasui into his courtyard. Although the courtyard was not large and even somewhat simple, its decoration was very unique and exuded an elegant feel.

"My lord, this is a humble abode, yet my virtue makes it fragrant?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Jiahui was surprised. This big, burly guy in front of her would actually say such a thing.

Kind of interesting.

"Please have a seat, I'll make some tea."

Xiao Jiahui gestured for Ren Yuan to sit down, then lit incense, took out tea set, and prepared to brew tea.

"My lord, I seem to have failed to introduce myself. I am..."

Ren Yuan was about to speak when Xiao Jiahui interrupted him.

"No need to tell me, let me guess."

"In today's world, there are many heroes of the greenwood, but very few of them have the ability to stand out from the crowd."

"As far as I know, there are roughly four people in the Great Song Dynasty's bandit community who can be considered capable."

Ren Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Wow, Xiao Jiahui, you're something else. You know all the news."

"Appreciate further details."

"Fang La of Jiangnan, Wang Qing of Huaixi, Tian Hu of Hebei... and Ren Yuan of Shandong. Right, Chief Ren?"

When Xiao Jiahui mentioned Ren Yuan, she emphasized the word.

"Sir, your eyes are discerning. I am Ren Yuan, and I have met you before, sir. May I ask how you recognized me?"

Ren Yuanchong and Xiao Jiasui bowed.

"Although I, Xiao, have lived in seclusion in Jingnan, I still have some knowledge of the heroes of the world. And it is not hard to guess. I have met Wang Qing, and he even tried to recruit me. Neither Fang La nor Tian Hu have such a good physique. Only the pillar of Liangshan in Shandong can have such a tall and mighty appearance."

Xiao Jiahui brewed a cup of tea and gave it to Ren Yuan.

"Chief Ren has come from afar. We have nothing to offer you but a cup of tea. Please do not find it offensive."

"There must be very few people who can drink Master Xiao's tea."

Ren Yuan took the tea, took a small sip, and then put it down.

"Let's not beat around the bush, Master Xiao, I intend to invite you to come out of seclusion."

"You've asked me to come out of seclusion? How could Chief Ren possibly need someone like me who's used to living a carefree life?"

Xiao Jiahui's hand trembled slightly.

"You flatter me, sir. When it comes to all-round talents who are skilled in both literature and martial arts, you are undoubtedly the best. Even the famous Xu Guanzhong would probably be slightly inferior to you."

"Chief Ren flatters me. The world is vast and there are many talented people. I am nothing special."

Xiao Jiahui smiled, then asked in return:

"However, Chief Ren, I am quite curious, what do you think of the other outlaws in the Song Dynasty who are similar to you? For example, Wang Qing?"

Oh ho, you're asking me a question now. I'm not afraid of that; I'm afraid you won't ask at all.

"Wang Qing, well, how should I put it? He's all bark and no bite, good at scheming but indecisive. He's afraid to risk his life for great things, but he'll risk it for small gains. But he's lucky, he always has a beautiful woman to help him. First there was Tong Jiaoxiu, then Duan Sanniang. Without these two women, he would probably have died long ago."

To be honest, Ren Yuan thought Wang Qing was just a freeloader. Without Tong Jiaoxiu's pleading, Wang Qing would probably have been beaten to death long ago. Without Duan Sanniang's financial support, Wang Qing would not have been able to take over Fangshan as his base.

"What about Tian Hu from Hebei?" Xiao Jiasui's eyes lit up when he heard Ren Yuan's evaluation of Wang Qing. This Ren Yuan didn't seem like a brute.

"Tian Hu is a pleasure-seeking fellow who is ambitious but incompetent, has unrealistic ambitions, and is tyrannical and extortionate. He has no talented subordinates and is just a skeleton in a tomb. He is not even as good as Wang Qing."

Ren Yuan's evaluation of Tian Hu was even lower, mainly because many of Tian Hu's generals were already under his command, which indeed weakened Tian Hu's strength considerably.

Under such circumstances, for Tian Hu to remain so violent was simply like lighting a lamp in an outhouse—asking for trouble.

"Bones in a tomb, hahaha, interesting, interesting."

Xiao Jiahui laughed. This Ren Yuan looked like a big, burly man, but she didn't expect him to be so insightful.

Hebei Tianhu is really no good.

"What about Fang La?"

Xiao Jiahui continued to ask.

"Him? He's just a charlatan, a doorman. But I have to say, of the three, this guy is the most powerful and the most mysterious."

Ren Yuan shrugged.

Fang La's strength lay in his ability to proselytize, using tales of ghosts and gods to deceive people, and he did indeed recruit quite a few followers.

Historically, Fang La was indeed the most powerful one.

However... Ren Yuan's purpose in coming here this time is to scout out Fang La's talent pool.

In this small Jiangnan region, dig and dig and dig...