All the Way West

  With one sword in hand, I will conquer the world!

  Killing with a knife is undoubtedly domineering, but Su You still chose his own manganese steel dagger. The dagger was very sharp, and the moment Su You drew it out, he suddenly thought of the scene where he first encountered a wild boar. Of course, the result was that the ferocious wild boar died under his dagger, just like Lao Er who was about to die under his knife.

  A knife filled with anger, heavily slashed across.

  After drinking, Lao Er fell into a deep sleep and only managed to let out a muffled groan before the blood from his artery sprayed onto Su You's face. The bloody taste gave Su You a rare thrill, and he swung his dagger at Lao Er's neck once again.

  "Second Brother!" Old Eight heard Old Two's dying groan and was suddenly awakened from his sleep, but his surprise didn't last long.

  "Damn it!" Su You had long thought that ending a life couldn't be done silently; now seeing Lao Ba being scared stiff by the scene in front of him, how could he let go of this perfect opportunity to make fun of him?

  The long sword is out of its scabbard!

  "Ah......" Lao Ba let out a sharp cry, and before he could even sit up, his face was slashed by a knife that had accompanied him for nearly twenty years.

  "Damn you!" Su You swung his knife with all his might at his neck again.

  The slaughter has ended, and dawn breaks on this earth at this moment.

  Su You used the knife covered in fresh blood to prop himself up, unwilling to fall just yet, even though he had exhausted too much energy. Because there were still many things he needed to do next, such as creating a fake crime scene, and touching corpses to pick up treasures...

  Su You used his knife to prop himself up, first taking a swig of leftover wine from the gourd, then picking up a few bitten mantou from the ground to replenish his energy. Next, of course, was the most exciting moment of touching the corpse...

  But Su You soon discovered that reality and the game were different after all. These two soldiers didn't even have half a cent on them, apparently they could already roam freely in the countryside with just their soldier identity.

  After searching for half a day, the most valuable thing Su You could get was only a set of clean clothes in Lao Er's bundle. Obviously, this set of clothes was worn by Lao Er to show off, just like a professional woman's suit, just like a business suit.

  Su You then fabricated a fake crime scene and took back his own belongings.

  What's next is of course to destroy all evidence, and the best choice is a fire.

  "Let everything in the past end in this fire! And I will be reborn from the ashes!" Su You took one last look at the burning ruins, and finally didn't look back, taking the first step into this new world.

  Go West! All the way west!

  Su You didn't have any specific purpose, he just wanted to move forward in a direction, because he knew that Chang'an was in the west, and this era was the Sui Dynasty, the capital of the Sui Dynasty was Chang'an.

  But now who is the emperor of the current dynasty? Yang Jian? Yang Guang?

  Su You started worrying about not having a good appearance as he walked from the small village to the big road. As a black household without even a "good appearance", who knows when he would be blacklisted? Although that way, he wouldn't have to struggle to make a living anymore, what if his son was still alive?

  Thinking of his son, Su You finally regained confidence in the future; perhaps he didn't know how to find his son, but he still had a way out, that is, to make some noise in this world and let his son come find him.

  "The action of forces is mutual." Su You suddenly thought of Newton's law again.

  Su You was troubled by many real problems when he heard a large group of people and horses coming from the east.

  "Perhaps I can do this." Su You finally made up his mind, re-packed his luggage again, especially hiding the chromium steel dagger in his sleeve to prevent unexpected events. However, when Su You pretended to be exhausted and lay down by the roadside as the horse team approached quickly, he had some regrets.

  Having nothing and becoming rich by chance is a good choice, but what if you accidentally kick the steel plate? Does this era have no rule of law? Is there no humanitarianism? Don't end up like the horse carriage that injures someone, sees the person under the carriage is fine, and then comes back to roll over them two or three times. Who can you reason with then?

  When Su You was ill, the horse team stopped in front of him quickly. A small servant-like man got off his horse and checked around Su You. After concluding that Su You had heatstroke, he reported to the person in charge of the horse team: "Young master, there is a strong and healthy scholar who seems to have suffered from heatstroke."

  When Su You heard that loud, duck-like voice shouting like that, he felt as if he had heard heavenly music and finally secretly let out a sigh of relief.

  "Is that so? I suppose the sun was too big for him, let's wake him up and send him on his way." This response sounded even more pleasant to Su You; but just as he finished speaking, a discordant voice rang out.

  "Your Highness, I think it's better to have one less thing rather than one more thing."

  "It's settled then, I also want to take a rest." The king in the car was not that easy to persuade, but he was also very approachable. At least after handling official business with his subordinates, he didn't act arrogant or lonely.

  Su You felt like someone had pinched his philtrum, and then a scoop of water was poured onto his face. He didn't know if this was an effective way to treat heatstroke, but he cooperated and stopped pretending, subconsciously shouting "water" until two mouthfuls of water were poured into his mouth, before weakly saying "thank you".

  That little fellow said, "If you want to thank someone, thank my master Wang Ye, not your lordship's kindness. I'm afraid it's already too late for you to save your own life." The way this little fellow spoke was so refined and elegant that it made Su You uncomfortable - although he had indeed saved him, but couldn't be so "smart-alecky". But what could he do? Repay kindness with ingratitude?

  "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life. I, a humble commoner, will definitely repay your kindness with all my might." Su You finally spoke up, and this was just a polite phrase, one that sounded grand but didn't require him to pay any taxes.

  "Really speaks beautifully!" Even the young servant of Wang Ye couldn't help but sigh. "Then, I don't know what you're capable of?"

  "This..." Su You thought to himself, it seemed like he really didn't have any real abilities. In real life, he was just a slacker who wrote some small articles and took some small photos to make a living. But what could these skills do in the Sui Dynasty? Or maybe show off his recently acquired archery skills? Literature couldn't bring peace to a country, and military prowess couldn't establish a nation.

  "With the stroke of a pen, one can bring peace to the world; with martial prowess, one can conquer the universe. Astronomy, geography, medicine, divination... these are all far beyond me. However, as they say, 'those who have heard the Way have done so in sequence, and those who have mastered a skill have done so through specialization.' If we're talking about calculations, I'd say that if I'm considered second in the world, then no one would dare claim to be first." Su You sat on the ground, with an air of arrogance. The first half of his sentence shocked everyone, and they all let out a mocking "oh" before hearing him declare himself the greatest under heaven, their faces filled with disbelief.

  "...Arithmetic..." The prince heard Su You Rong say this, but furrowed his brow. Involving numbers and whatnot, that's accounting, that's a financial issue. This isn't just a professional problem anymore, the most important thing is still security. Financial matters and bosses can only be handled by one's own people. "It just so happens that I, the king, also have some interest in arithmetic. Since you are proficient in arithmetic, can you enlighten me?"

  As he spoke, the carriage curtain opened slightly. Su You saw that the person's clothes were not particularly luxurious, and especially a chubby face was kind and approachable; Su You listened to his polite speech, couldn't help but nod in response, only repeatedly saying "I don't dare".

  The convoy continued to move forward, and Su You finally got a chance to rest his legs after more than two months of walking. Although he was now riding in a cargo truck, it didn't stop him from sitting in the passenger seat with the driver, gesturing grandly as they talked. Before long, the young man who had pinched himself earlier brought over a piece of rice paper with two lines of writing on it: "A bamboo pole nine feet high, its tip bent to the ground, cut off three feet, how tall is the bamboo now?"

  Su You smiled slightly and wrote "four feet". Of course, amidst the two people's surprised voices, Su You made an explanation: "The original meaning of this question is to consider the bamboo and the ground as a right triangle, which can be solved using the Pythagorean theorem. The Pythagorean theorem, also known as the Shang Gao theorem, was discovered by humans more than 2,000 years ago, in the early days of the Three Dynasties."

  Su You finished speaking, and the two of them suddenly nodded vigorously as if they had just realized something. Through their conversation, Su You also learned that this young prince who liked to study divination was actually Yang Guang's second son, Yang Tong, who was born in the fifth year of the Kaihuang era and was now nearly eighteen years old. He was enfeoffed as the Prince of Yu Zhang and held the office of Grand Commander of Yangzhou, with all the armies south of the Huai River under his jurisdiction.

  The little eunuch who just pinched the person next to him was Shang De, a close follower of King Qi. Shang De was actually a palace servant. —— That is, what people later called "eunuchs", but if you really want to show off your knowledge, eunuchs are high-ranking palace servants, just like monks are high-ranking Buddhists.

  "Renshou 4th year?" Su You murmured to himself, repeating the year number and this year's chronology. What he knew was that this year was a very strange year in history, because in this year, Emperor Wen of Sui left the world, and Yang Guang succeeded him in a not-so-decent way.

  At least in orthodox history, Yang Guang was not given a good face, especially that very strange power transfer method.

  So what is the truth of history?