Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

When Murong Fu heard Huang Yaoshi's question, his whole body trembled.

Recalling everything in the forest of joy, he showed a smile that was still full of meaning.

However, it was quickly put away again.

"Ahem, senior, Rong...Mrs. Guo and I fought against Wuxiang Bodhisattva."

Huang Yaoshi frowned, Lao Gao, of course he knew that the three of them dealt with Wuxiang Bodhisattva together.

The question is how the three of them deal with Wuxiang Bodhisattva.

From the look of Murong Fu's playful smile on his face, he probably couldn't answer any questions, so he warned:

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, but you have to remember that Rong'er is already a married woman, so don't have any inappropriate thoughts about her."

"Otherwise, don't blame me..."

Murong Fu's face froze, but he understood what the other party meant. He was about to stand up and promise, when he remembered that he was still in the bucket and said awkwardly:

"Senior Huang, can you go out first?"

"After I ask this junior to take this bath, will I entertain you properly?"

"Huh, what are men afraid of? It's not like I don't have anything." Huang Yaoshi looked at Murong Fu with disdain and turned to leave.

"Huh~" Murong Fu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Huang Yaoshi leaving. M..

Leaning in the bucket, he recalled every moment with Huang Rong.

The peerless beauty that the beauty kept asking for seemed to be engraved in his bones, making him unable to stop.

"Hey, what a pity..."

Guo Jing is a great hero that everyone respects, including himself, who is Guo Jing's fan.

He would never be able to compete with Guo Jing for a woman.

And, crucially, it’s unethical.

Hey~

But…

Life is so confusing!

"Wow~"

Murong Fu emerged from the water, with eight solid abdominal muscles outlining his perfect physique.

He said proudly in his heart: No wonder women like men with eight-pack abs. Even he likes them after seeing them.

After getting up, he called Jiang Zian to go with him to see the enemy who came to attack at night this time.

…

At the court of the Song Dynasty.

Many ministers had been arguing for a whole day about Murong Fu's killing of 50,000 Japanese soldiers.

"Murong Fu has done great service in resisting the Japanese and should be rewarded greatly!"

"Nonsense. Killing him is a bad omen and he should be sentenced!"

"According to what you say, then no one will dare to resist foreign invasion in the future?"

"That was not what I meant."

…

Zhao Huan yawned and sat on his dragon chair, watching the two parties arguing, and waved his hand:

"My dear friends, please calm down."

When the ministers heard Zhao Huan's words, they immediately closed their mouths obediently and raised their heads without saying a word.

Zhao Huan looked at the Eight Sages and Qin Hui: "What are your ideas?"

"Actually, the whole thing was caused by Murong Fu. If he had not killed Tianfeng Shishiro, there would not have been the Battle of Huating today." Qin Hui said calmly.

Although he did not explicitly say that he wanted to convict Murong Fu, the meaning behind his words was obvious.

The Eight Sages counterattacked calmly: "Japanese people have been harassing our country's coastal cities all year round, ranging from robbing and murdering to robbing and killing people to destroying cities and destroying corpses at worst."

"Does Prime Minister Qin think that without Murong Fu they would not have attacked Huating?"

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers in the court began to discuss.

The minister who stood on the side of the Eight Wise Kings said bluntly: "What Prime Minister Qin means is that we can only be beaten and cannot fight back."

Qin Hui's face stiffened and he looked at Zhao Huan: "I definitely don't mean this, my Majesty, please tell me clearly."

Zhao Huan was weak and indecisive by nature. When he saw Qin Hui, he gave up and turned to the Eight Wise Kings: "Ai Qing, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty, I believe that Murong Fu not only has no faults but also has merits. We should give him a special prize!" the Eight Sages King saluted.

"Well, yes, yes, he should be rewarded. So what should Aiqing reward him?" Zhao Huan asked.

"I think that Murong Fu has made great achievements in leading the army, so it would be better to reward him as the Jiedushi of Pingjiang Prefecture." said the Eight Sages.

As soon as these words came out, the government and the opposition were shocked again.

Even the wily and scheming Qin Hui was stunned: "You are not wrong, the Eight Wise King. He knows the bastards and has never participated in politics."

"It's just a victory, but you actually asked His Majesty to make him the military envoy of Pingjiang Prefecture?"

The Eight Wise Kings were calm and calm:

"A victorious battle? Then why don't I see any strong generals under Prime Minister Qin who can defeat the enemy?"

"As far as I know, there is a miscellaneous man named Guo Jing in Xiangyang, who leads a group of Jianghu people to guard it."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid it would have been defeated by the Yuan army long ago."

"If our country were not guarded by these capable and righteous men, I'm afraid His Majesty would have had a headache long ago."

When Zhao Huan heard this, he immediately felt that what the Eight Wise Kings said was reasonable: "Okay, okay, what Ai Qing said is absolutely true. In this way, I will make the decision to appoint Murong Fu as the military governor of Pingjiang Prefecture, and be in charge of the dispatching of troops and horses in Pingjiang Prefecture." .”

When the Eight Wise Kings heard this, they felt a little regretful.

Having only soldiers and horses but no food and money, they are undoubtedly stuck in the throat.

Qin Hui was extremely wise in this regard. Yes, all the military, food, money and political affairs of the Song Dynasty were in his hands.

Murong Fu thought about how many soldiers and horses he had, but in fact it still depended on his face.

Zhao Huan nodded with satisfaction, feeling extremely satisfied with this move.

Emperor Qin and Emperor Wu of Han were nothing more than this!

Other ministers also shouted, "The Holy One is wise."

However, how did they know that Murong Fu didn't care about money at all.

The resources at his disposal alone are enough to support an army of 100,000 for three years.

Moreover, if he has no money, he can open a treasure chest.

The treasure that his good sister-in-law Lang Xuici gave him has not been touched yet.

The Eighth Sage King cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I will order Murong Fu to come to the capital and take up his post!"

"Well, okay, it just so happens that I also meet this Nan Murong." Zhao Huan nodded in agreement.

In the capital of Yuan Dynasty.

Zhao Min was not too shocked when he heard that Murong Fu was promoted to the military governor of Pingjiang Prefecture.

Instead, he praised Zhao Huan for finally being sensible.

"Princess, I just received a letter from Hou Xibai. Wu Xiang Bodhisattva, Huan Huan, Xiao Xiangzi and others have all been captured. Dalba's life or death is unknown."

"What? How could it be like this?" Zhao Min was shocked. These people were all Yuan Kingdom experts.

And all of them have profound backgrounds, especially Wuxiang Bodhisattva, Tieyan, and Dalbako, who are all disciples of the three great national masters.

The most important thing is Huanwen, who is the heir to the evil sect of the Demon Sect, the Yingui Sect.

If something happened all at once, it would be difficult for her to explain to the monarch, and she might even be punished!

If something goes wrong, his father will be implicated.

"It is said that they were caught in a trap, and the other party dispatched a great master named Huang Yaoshi."

"What a Murong Fu, how despicable and shameless he is. He can't defeat me and he invites the great master!"

Zhao Min was so angry that he wished he could pull out Murong Fu's muscles and bones.

The subordinate asked: "Princess, what should we do now?"

"Bring me a pen!" Zhao Min said angrily.

The subordinate asked happily: "Does the princess want to report to the king and send troops to attack Murong Fu?"

"of course not."

"I want to write a letter of apology and beg that bastard Murong Fu to redeem them." Zhao Min rolled his eyes at his subordinates angrily.

Gusu is a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from Dadu. When troops are sent to fight there, the corpses of several people may be sunburned to the bone.