Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

At this moment, grandma just smiled and tried to lighten the atmosphere: "Don't worry, the Dugu family is a very decent family, and the young master is also a good young man. You will live a good life."

Mingyue forced herself to smile, "Thank you, grandma, I understand."

Despite what she said, Mingyue felt even sadder and dazed in her heart.

She could only secretly hold the handkerchief in her hand, secretly reminding herself to stay calm and not show any emotion or weakness.

In an inn not far from the Ming family's residence, Murong Fu was sorting some weapons and documents in the room.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, and the candlelight is flickering in the room, giving people a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

Duan Lang pushed open the door and walked in with a smile on his face.

He waved a piece of paper in his hand and said happily: "The yard has been purchased and all the procedures have been completed.

We can move in tomorrow. "

Murong Fu put down the paperwork in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you are so efficient in doing things."

Duanlang felt a little relieved when he saw that Murong Fu was satisfied.

He noticed a pile of invitation papers and calligraphy ink on Murong Fu's desk, and suddenly an idea flashed through him.

"Are you planning to send out housewarming invitations? Do you want me to ask Bu Jingyun to help design them?"

Murong Fu picked up a piece of paper and smiled slightly: "That's what I meant. Since we are moving, let's announce our existence to all the martial arts sects.

Bu Jingyun is the most suitable person to do this. His calligraphy is very good and can leave a deep impression on people. "

Duanlang immediately asked: "So, who should I send the housewarming invitations to?"

Murong Fu thought deeply for a moment, and then decided: "Send it to a reputable sect in the martial arts world.

Doing so can not only demonstrate our strength, but also challenge them. "

Duan Lang smiled slightly, accepted the message, and waved goodbye.

At the same time, Duan Lang couldn't help but think to himself that Mr. Murong was indeed a man who had great ambitions in the world.

Carrying the list and invitation paper, he walked out of the room and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor, preparing to go to Bu Jingyun to discuss the invitation.

soon.

Duan Lang quickly walked through the night streets, walked to the entrance of a remote alley, and knocked on the door three times.

The door opened slowly, and Bu Jingyun stood at the door.

"I came here to ask you for help," Duan Lang said directly.

Bu Jingyun smiled: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Duan Lang handed Murong Fu's request and list to Bu Jingyun, and conveyed the message "It's a banquet in the new residence, all knights are invited to attend the banquet to discuss the great plans of the world."

"I understand. You can get the invitation tomorrow."

Bu Jingyun took the list and paper and put them on the desk.

At the same time, Murong Fu rode a carriage to Duan Lang's newly purchased yard.

As soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by the exquisite gardens and magnificent buildings in the courtyard.

He walked into the main room, carefully observed every corner, and couldn't help but nod frequently.

In front of the yard, two tall maple trees stood there, their leaves swaying in the breeze and making a rustling sound.

The stone paths in the courtyard are scattered in an orderly manner, leading to every corner, and small bridges, flowing water, rockery pavilions and pavilions are dotted among them, outlining a picture-like scene.

The moonlight shines on the rockery stones in the yard, and there is a faint air of desolation among the stones, as if the traces of time have been solidified here.

Murong Fu stepped on the path and walked through the flowers and grass, and suddenly smelled the fresh fragrance of flowers.

"It is indeed a good place, very suitable for use as my new stronghold," he said to himself, his eyes finally falling on a secret door in the bedroom.

Murong Fu pushed open the secret door and walked into an empty secret room.

The walls inside the secret room are all made of thick stones, obviously specially designed for confidentiality.

He walked around the secret room and felt that it was very suitable for storing important documents or plotting.

"This secret room is the icing on the cake," Murong Fu stood in the center of the secret room with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

After a while, he left the secret room and returned to the bedroom of the main house.

He sat down and looked through the land deeds and information on the table. After confirming that everything was in line with his expectations, he nodded, feeling more certain that the move was the right decision.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Murong Fu put down the land deed in his hand.

The door was pushed open, and it was Duan Lang who had returned, holding a housewarming invitation handwritten by Bu Jingyun.

"Everything is ready and can be sent out tomorrow.".

Duan Lang said with a smile.

Murong Fu took the invitation, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction: "Very good, I'll use this invitation."

Tomorrow morning, go and distribute these invitations. "

"Understood." Duanlang accepted the invitation.

The next day.

In the early morning, the sun shone through the window on Murong Fu's face.

He opened his eyes slightly, then stood up and calmly glanced at the rising sun outside the window.

"Duanlang, go hire some reliable people for me. We need more people to manage this mansion."

Murong Fu ordered.

After Duan Lang obeyed the order, he immediately left the mansion and went straight to the busiest market in the city.

He first went to several familiar intermediaries and finally chose one with a better reputation.

After bargaining and careful review, he selected two maids, two servants and an experienced butler.

In the evening, Duan Lang took the five people back to the mansion.

They were all dressed in simple but clean clothes and looked very well behaved.

"These are all carefully selected," Duan Lang reported to Murong Fu. "The maids are familiar with housework, the servants are good at various chores, and the housekeeper has many years of experience in managing large houses."

Murong Fu nodded, then turned his eyes to these five people. They all lowered their heads nervously, not daring to look at him.

"From today on, you will serve me here and also the entire Murong family."

Murong Fu's tone was calm, but his majesty was inviolable.

The two maids knelt down and responded: "Yes, Master."

The two young men also knelt down quickly: "I am willing to serve my master."

The steward gave a slight bow: "Steward Qian Tong, I am willing to share my master's worries and solve his problems."

"Very good," Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction, "Qian Tong, the first thing you have to do is to tidy up the mansion. Starting tomorrow, there will be many distinguished guests coming here."

"And you," he turned to the two maids and two boys, "you need to get familiar with everything here as soon as possible, do you understand?"

"Master, we know!"

Five people responded in unison.

Murong Fu turned back to the bedroom door, smiled slightly, opened the door and entered.

The room is decorated according to his habits: the bookshelves are lined with various books on the art of war and history, his commonly used weapons are placed in the corners, and there is a box of Longjing tea that he particularly likes on the bedside table.

However, when he entered the bedroom, an almost inconspicuous door caught his attention.

It's on one side of the bookshelf, almost blending in with the rest of the wall.

He stepped forward and pushed it gently with his hand. The door opened with a sound, revealing an empty secret room.