Song Qinzong Zhao Huan's face froze after hearing Murong Fu's words.

In fact, all the officials in the court looked at him coldly.

The former asked in a deep voice: "General Murong, what do you mean by this?"

"Your Majesty, I think there is something wrong with what they said." Murong Fu replied rudely.

When the officials heard this, they suddenly lost their temper and said, "What's wrong with us? Can you tell me?"

Murong Fu looked at Zhao Huan and said, "Your Majesty, do you need me to say something?"

"Say, if you say one, two, or three today, I will reward you." Zhao Huan said.

Murong Fu nodded and said: "According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, once any foreign country enters our territory, it should be implemented in accordance with our laws."

"So, if the emperor breaks the law, he will be guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone some bastards from the vassal state?"

Zhao Huan nodded calmly after hearing this: "Continue."

Murong Fu turned around and looked around at the officials, and asked loudly:

"Second, according to our country's laws, if you encounter evildoers doing evil, you can take action to stop them, and lynching can be used at critical moments."

"After Jinlun Dharma King's disciples came to our Song Dynasty, they massacred our country's warriors. What's wrong with me, Murong Fu, using my passion to stop them?"

"Are you going to let me watch the Yuan people act wantonly in their own country and remain indifferent?"

When it came to passion, Murong Fu deliberately let go of his master's aura, which overwhelmed all officials and made them unable to lift their heads.

Especially the last sentence completely extinguished the arrogance of that group of people.

When the officials were thinking about how to refute Murong Fu.

Zhao Huan slapped the dragon chair and shouted loudly: "Okay, well said!"

"Our Song country lacks passionate men like you, otherwise we wouldn't be suppressed by the Yuan people until now."

"Thank you for your compliments, Your Majesty." Murong Fu showed a look of frightened gratitude.

But my heart was full of disdain.

Does the Song Dynasty lack hot-blooded men?

No shortage!

Qiao Feng, Guo Jing, Hong Qigong.

Yue Fei, Di Qing, Yang family generals.

Who is not a strong-willed and true man?

Who is not a loyal person who is dedicated to serving the country?

As a result, which one is better and which one is reused?

The entire Song Dynasty was corrupt from top to bottom.

Beginning with Zhao Huan, Emperor Qinzong of the Song Dynasty, he was arrogant, extravagant and intoxicated with money and paper.

The powerful minister Qin Hui controlled the government, referring to deer as horses and using public weapons for private use.

Real talents cannot get ahead, and those who flatter and flatter others will prosper in officialdom.

This is a country that is rotten to the core.

Not perishing is a blasphemy against the people.

"It is indeed our country's good fortune to have talents like you in the Song Dynasty!"

"Tell me, I'll reward you with whatever you want." Zhao Huan looked at Murong Fu with satisfaction, thinking about giving him something.

Murong Fu had heard that when Song Taizu founded the country, he received several miraculous medicines.

After taking one, his strength increased dramatically, and he wanted to get one to try.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let Murong Jiedu go to the royal treasury to have a look, maybe there is something he might like." The Eight Sages reminded him.

"That's right!" Zhao Huan patted his head and said, "I promised you before you came here that you would be allowed to study in Chongwen Academy."

"It just so happens that the Royal Treasure House is not far from there. You can enter it and choose something."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Murong Fu felt happy and thanked him quickly.

The collection of books in Chongwen Academy.

It is much richer than Murong Shi Shui Pavilion.

There are many martial arts experiences left by Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin.

This has unimaginable benefits for him.

"Go, go." Zhao Huan waved his hand: "Dear ladies, do you have anything else to do?"

The officials stood there, bowing their heads and saying nothing, indicating that they had no intention of playing.

Zhao Huan gave Murong Fu an encouraging look and left the hall surrounded by eunuchs.

"Haha, congratulations to Murong Jiedushi for being able to enter Chongwen Academy to read." Qin Hui turned around and looked at Murong Fu, smiling lukewarmly.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "You're welcome, Prime Minister Qin."

"Haha, you have to eat well and be well clothed, otherwise, if Jin Lun Dharma King comes in a few days, you may not be able to eat." Qin Hui sarcastically prepared to leave.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said contemptuously to Qin Hui's back: "Don't worry, Prime Minister Qin. If I'm lucky enough to survive, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat well or sleep well."

"Humph, then you have to see what my appetite is." Qin Hui said coldly.

Murong Fu allowed Qin Hui to leave and planned to visit Chongwen Academy.

But…

It seems like no one is paying attention to him?

"Murong Jiedushi, do you want to go to Chongwen Academy?" At this time, the Eighth Sage King walked up to Murong Fu and asked with a smile.

"Murong Fu has met the Eight Wise Kings." Murong Fu saluted and asked.

The Eight Wise Kings had both political integrity and talent, and were the best candidates for the throne.

However, he was born at the wrong time and did not get the throne.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to know me." The Eight Wise Kings laughed.

Murong Fu nodded. This was thanks to Eunuch Hua who brought him into the palace and introduced him to him when he came in.

"The Eight Wise Kings are wise and thorough, and Murong Fu naturally recognizes them."

"Let's go, I'll take you to the royal treasury first and have a look." The Eight Wise Kings said cheerfully.

"Thank you!" Murong Fu saluted and left behind the Eight Wise Kings.

The royal treasury of the Song Dynasty was accumulated bit by bit after Zhao Kuangyin founded the country.

The entire royal treasury is shaped like a pagoda with four floors.

Each floor may not seem big, but the treasures inside are worth tens of thousands of dollars if you take it out.

Most of the things preserved inside are some weapons and armors, antique calligraphy and paintings.

However, there are a few things that are particularly important to warriors.

For example, a thousand-year-old medicine, a spiritual elixir paid tribute by the sect.

"Eight Wise Kings, I heard that Taizu once took an elixir and his power increased dramatically since then. Is it true or not?" Murong Fu asked bluntly, not wanting to waste time.

The Eight Wise Kings nodded: "That is indeed the case."

"It's just that the elixir back then was only eaten by Taizu."

"No one else, including Taizong, has seen it."

When Murong Fu heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Even if you can't eat it, it's always good to experience it.

"You want to improve your skills quickly?" The Eight Sage King saw Murong Fu's plan and asked with a smile.

Murong Fu had no intention of hiding anything and said truthfully:

"There is a difference in realm between me and King Jinlun. It is not easy to deal with him, so..."

"I understand that although there is no elixir like Taizu in the treasure house, there are still several elixirs that can increase internal strength." The Eight Sages King reminded.

Murong Fu was overjoyed: "Really, please let the Eight Wise Kings inform you."

The Eight Sages brought Murong Fu to the second floor, picked up a wax-sealed bottle and said:

"What's inside is the Great Return Pill from Shaolin Temple."

"It is said that it can improve a warrior's internal strength. I wonder if it will be useful to you?"

Big return pill!

There are such holy objects here.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed with brilliance, which could increase his internal strength by a dozen.

The sacred object of martial arts that everyone dreams of obtaining.

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