Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Come on, I said my eldest sister told me, and you still want to teach her a lesson?"

Zhao Min gave Murong Fu a good look, put her jade palm forward, and a little maid helped her up in a sensible way:

"Listen to your Majesty, let's go take a rest first."

Everyone else smiled, excused themselves with Murong Fu, and returned to their dormitories.

"Hehe." Murong Fu smiled and watched Zhao Min leave.

After a while, a servant came to report: "Your Majesty, there is... a group of people who claim to be the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."

"I hope you can come out of town to greet me."

"Who! The Emperor of the Song Dynasty?" Murong Fu felt surprised, and then joked: "Now, there are two emperors of the Song Dynasty."

"Which one are you talking about?"

The subordinates were very embarrassed by Murong Fu's tone and scratched their heads.

He thought hard and said:

"They also said he was your uncle..."

"Uncle?" Murong Fu immediately realized that his feelings were for Zhao Chen and said casually:

"Call me!"

The subordinate was slightly embarrassed and explained:

"Young man, I invited you several times, but they refused to enter the city."

"I want you to go out in person."

Murong Fu's expression couldn't help but change. What was his current identity?

Dare him to pick someone up in person.

The other party is really confused.

"Your Majesty!" At this time, Zhu Lian, Di Ji, and Rou Jia walked in together.

Murong Fu saw some anxiety on their faces, raised his brows and asked:

"What's up?"

"In a hurry?"

Zhu Lian said: "Chen'er, here we are, and I would like to ask you to come out of the city and bring him in."

"Chen'er? Do you think Zhao Chen is really here?"

Murong Fu's eyes widened and he was very surprised.

Others can lie to him, but Zhu Lian will never make fun of Zhao Chen.

"What is he here for?"

Roujia said: "Brother's subordinates said it was dangerous there and wanted to take refuge here."

"My lord, you'd better hurry up and get your brother in!"

"This..." Murong Fu hesitated.

Zhao Chen, he can't pick him up in person.

The problem becomes bigger if you take it.

The outside world will think that he recognized Zhao Chen's orthodox identity.

You can pick it up.

Refuge can also be a refuge.

But he must not come forward.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing Murong Fu's lack of response, Rou Jia whispered.

"Ah!" Murong Fu smiled: "I just remembered that I have something important to do."

"I will ask Brother Bao to lead people to bring my brother-in-law in."

Hear this.

Roujia and Di Ji pouted, expressing their dissatisfaction.

However, there was a hint of gloom in Zhu Lian's beautiful eyes.

The two little girls didn't understand politics, but she knew it better than anyone else.

Murong Fu didn't go to pick up Zhao Chen because he didn't want to recognize his legitimate identity.

The latter is not an emperor to him, but just an ordinary uncle.

Thinking of this, Zhu Lian clenched his hands and mustered up the courage to say:

"Your Majesty, could you please go there in person for the sake of the late Emperor?"

Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "They two are ignorant, don't you understand too?"

"Do you understand, it is the gift of the strong to the weak?"

"In the future, if someone wants me to wear the royal robe, will you still be here who is responsible for your son's life?"

"This..." Zhu Lian instantly realized the seriousness of the matter. He was disappointed but also a little happy: "Okay... I know."

"I hope that my son will live a long life in the future."

Murong Fu nodded and said: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, his good life will not be short."

Zhu Lian bowed and thanked: "I thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing that Zhu Lian was not chasing after him, Murong Fu softened his tone a lot and said, "You three, go and take him into the city."

"Later, I will go see him on my own."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhu Lian did not talk nonsense and left with his two daughters. The latter two listened to the riddle-like conversation between Murong Fu and their mother, with a look of confusion on their faces.

Outside Gusu City.

Zhao Chen sat in the dragon chariot, his heart full of anxiety: "I don't know if King Yan will blame me for being too showy."

Zhao Shirong, who was outside the car, explained: "You are the emperor, and he is the minister. It is the etiquette of the minister to receive the emperor."

"I don't think King Yan can understand the key to this."

Zhao Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Don't forget my throne. He has never acknowledged it."

"Even today, his fiefdom still maintains absolute neutrality."

Zhao Shirong comforted him and said, "Even if he is not a king or a minister, you and he are still close friends. We will go out of the city to welcome him."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."

Zhao Chen thought about it and comforted himself: "Okay, I hope he can come out and give me face because of my status as an uncle."

The two were talking.

Suddenly, a guard of honor came into the city and slowly stopped in front of their proud chariot.

At the same time, a gorgeous sedan also stopped in front of them.

When Zhao Chen saw this, he felt happy and said, "King Yan still cares about me, haha, I'm very happy."

Zhao Shirong hurriedly echoed: "Your Majesty, with the support of King Yan, you will..."

Unexpectedly, before she could finish her words, she saw three peerless beauties descending from the sedan chair opposite.

The last one is Zhao Chen’s mother, Zhu Lian.

"Mother?" Zhao Chen's heart suddenly felt cold, and his eyes began to look at other places.

He was afraid that Murong Fu's whereabouts would be revealed.

"Your Majesty, there's no need to look, he's not coming." Zhu Lian shattered Zhao Chen's last hope without politeness.

"Mother, he refused..." Zhao Chen felt a sense of despair and grievance for no reason.

Zhu Lian shook his head and said: "His power is too great, too great for you to control."

"I, but I am the orthodoxy of the Song Dynasty." Zhao Chen said unwillingly.

"What is orthodox and unorthodox? Now the Song Dynasty is in a state of decay and dilapidation."

"If you hadn't been unable to hold on, I don't think you would have come back, uncle, right?" Bao Bu BuTing, who was standing by the side, broke Zhao Chen's assumptions without politeness.

Give the other party a clear position.

Uncle...

What a ridiculous and endearing title.

"Let's go, Emperor, let's go in first." Zhu Lian took Zhao Chen's hand and walked firmly towards Gusu City.

Walking inside, his son had a chance to live.

But, stop here.

Once something is said incorrectly.

What came after that day was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

She knew very well that no one person could control the general trend of the court.

"Okay!" Zhao Chen looked back at the officials and family members of some people who were following him.

He sighed heavily.

To live, we must live.

Only by surviving can they have a future. This is the only thing he, who has been emperor for two years and one hundred and seventy-two days, can do for his subjects.

"let's go!"

When Roujia and Diji saw the mother and son like this, they felt a sense of sadness in their hearts, and they couldn't help but shed a few tears.

The dignified Emperor of Song Dynasty.

He actually took refuge in the feudal king's territory, and what was even more tragic was that the feudal king did not recognize his emperor status at all.

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