Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

A mountain village in Shezhou.

The scenery here is beautiful, with birds singing and flowers blooming. The village is small, with a small population and little interaction with the outside world.

The local people work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and are self-sufficient. Although their lives are monotonous, they are simple and happy.

There was a young stonemason in the village named Wang Dahu. He was a skilled stone carver, so every year when the prefecture needed his help, they would ask him to come and assist.

Over time, the stonemason and many people in the prefecture became acquainted.

There was an old schoolteacher in the prefecture who, seeing that the stonemason was honest and kind, secretly taught him to read and write. Over the years, the stonemason not only learned many characters but could also read various books fluently.

Later, the old schoolteacher retired and returned to his hometown. Before leaving, he changed the stonemason's name.

"Dahu, your name is too simple and honest. I've taught you for so long, so I'm practically your teacher. Before I leave, let me change your name."

"Your surname is Wang, and your given name is Da Hu. The character 'Wang' corresponds to the pattern on the tiger's forehead, which means you are destined for an extraordinary life. In the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the tiger corresponds to Yin. From now on, you will be called Wang Yin."

From then on, the stonemason Wang Dahu became Wang Yin. He continued to work in the prefectural government every year. After the old schoolteacher left, he did not neglect his studies. The people in the prefectural government became familiar with him and later allowed him to study in the prefectural government library.

For Wang Yin, this was like a windfall. As soon as he finished work, he would stay in the library and study hard, sometimes even forgetting to eat and sleep.

Several years later, he unexpectedly discovered a book in the library that was being used to prop up a table corner.

Upon taking it out, it turned out to be a manual of spear techniques, complete with illustrations, said to be a spear technique passed down from the Tian Ce Mansion of the Tang Dynasty.

Wang Yin found it fun, so he took a wooden stick and practiced according to the pictures in the book.

Unexpectedly, after practicing for several years, he had mastered the spear technique to perfection. Even when using a stick instead of a spear, without the spearhead, he could pierce the arm of the wooden dummy used for soldiers' practice in the prefecture with a single move.

"I've actually become an expert?"

Wang Yin has recently been experiencing this kind of happy trouble.

On the one hand, he quite likes his simple life now. He has worked in the state government for so many years, and his wages have increased. He also gets free books to read, and he can take some rewards home to his parents during holidays.

On the other hand, after discovering that he might be a master, he suddenly felt a sense of restlessness.

Is it possible that I don't have to spend my whole life in this small village?

Can we go out and take a look?

With this in mind, Wang Yin had been somewhat distracted while working lately, but thankfully it hadn't caused any major problems. Just as the construction period ended, the prefectural government gave him a few days off to go home and rest.

As Wang Yin walked back to the village, his inner conflict deepened.

So how should we choose?

Wang Yin was conflicted.

"Hey buddy, watch out, you're about to fall."

The sudden sound startled Wang Yin awake. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly strayed from the mountain path and was heading towards the cliff.

If someone hadn't called me back, I probably would have taken a few more steps and fallen to my death.

"Thank you for saving my life. My benefactors, you look unfamiliar. What brings you here?"

Wang Yin bowed to his savior, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

Why are there so many people?

"Brother, we've come to visit someone."

Ren Yuan looked at this somewhat honest-looking middle-aged man dressed like a villager and subconsciously assumed that he was just an ordinary villager.

"Visit? But there's only our village around here, and there's no one in our village who needs to be visited."

Wang Yin was somewhat surprised. Which of the people in his village needed so many people to visit them?

The village chief? Doesn't seem like it. Grandpa Zhang? Doesn't seem like it either. Grandma Hu? No, then what are these people here for?

Could it be those wicked bandits who came to steal our things?

Wang Yin was somewhat wary; he felt he might need to protect his village.

"Brother, don't be nervous, we are good people. Really, look, this is the banner of Master Chai of Cangzhou. Master Chai of Cangzhou, a very good person."

Xiao Jiahui immediately noticed the wariness in Wang Yin's eyes and spoke up.

When Wang Yin saw that the person speaking was a scholar, and then looked at the flag, which was indeed from the Chai family, he felt a little relieved.

After all, it was that old gentleman who changed his life, so Wang Yin naturally had a good impression of the scholar's appearance.

In addition, he had heard people from the prefecture speak highly of Chai Jin and knew that he was indeed a good person, so he was less wary.

"We really are here to find someone," Ren Yuan said sincerely.

"I heard there is a stonemason named Wang here who is skilled in both literature and martial arts, so I came here to visit him."

After hearing Ren Yuan's words, Wang Yin couldn't help but laugh.

"My benefactor, don't joke around. There is no one named Wang Shijiang in this village. Although our village is remote, no one would be named Shijiang, like 'ten bottles of sauce,' hahaha."

"Hahaha, brother, you're mistaken. The stonemason I'm talking about is his profession, not his name. His surname is Wang, and his given name is Yin."

Ren Yuan realized he had expressed himself inappropriately and quickly smiled and said something.

"I knew it! Nobody would choose that name. Wang Yin, right? Wang, Yin... wait, which Yin?"

Wang Yin himself initially thought the name sounded familiar, but then he realized, wait a minute, isn't his own name Wang Yin?

Sigh, it's all because I got too close to the village. As soon as I got close to the village, a voice in my head would tell me, "Your name is Wang Dahu."

"The 'Yin' in 'Zi Chou Yin Mao', brother, do you know him?"

Ren Yuan knew he had asked the right person as soon as he saw Wang Yin's reaction; he was really lucky.

“I know him, and I can confirm that you don’t know him, because I am a stonemason named Wang Yin.”

Wang Yin scratched his head. How did anyone know he had changed his name? Wasn't it changed before his master left?

"Ah? Brother, you're Wang Yin?"

Ren was initially surprised, but then his face immediately lit up with a smile!

"Great! This came so easily! Brother Wang, we came here specifically to find you!"

Wang Yin was a little shy.

"Why are you looking for me? I... I only know how to carve stones, and I really don't know you."

"Haha, we came here because we've heard of your great reputation. Brother Wang, you're so talented, you must have your own plans for living in seclusion here."

Ren Yuan took the initiative to get close to him.

"Uh... no, I've lived here since I was a child."

At this time, Wang Yin did not yet possess the prestige he would later attain as Minister of War; he was still just a simple and honest working person.

“My home is in this village, and I’ve always been called Wang Dahu. The name Wang Yin was given to me by an old man. So, I’m not sure if I’m the one you’re looking for.”

"Brother Wang, do you know martial arts?"

Ren Yuan is now somewhat uncertain. Shezhou, stonemason, surname Wang, that should be right.

"I don't know either, because I learned it by myself by reading a book. How about I demonstrate it for you?"

Ren Yuan:

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Then...how about we demonstrate it?