Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

When everyone heard the Japanese riddle, they all looked at Murong Fu.

"What is this? I didn't expect it!"

"I do not have either."

"Hmph, are you the only ones worthy of calling yourself a genius?"

…

The Eight Wise King gently stroked his long beard and was also thinking about the answer. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't expect the answer either."

"Haha, don't worry, Eighth Uncle, Mr. Murong will definitely be able to guess it." Zhao Fujin said.

The Eight Wise Kings suddenly asked seriously: "Have you made your choice?"

"Well, as long as he survives this time, I will go with him." Zhao Fujin's expression was serious, as if he had made a very important decision.

"Okay, Uncle Eight will support you when the time comes." The Eighth Sage King nodded and said nothing more.

"How about it! Murong Fu, maybe you can answer it?" Huo Dou said sarcastically.

The Japanese shook his head deliberately, put down the pen he had just written the answer on, and sighed: "I'm afraid no one in the world will know this riddle of mine."

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't speak, Princess Roujia pulled his sleeves worriedly and said, "How about it, you...don't you know?"

"Haha, no, I just want to see how they get slapped in the face after they are proud." Murong Fu said calmly.

"What do you mean?" Huo Dou felt something was wrong and his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".

"The answer is blood, right?" Murong Fu said calmly.

"Impossible, impossible... How can you know such a profound riddle?" The Japanese looked at Murong Fu in shock, unable to believe their ears.

"Haha, you don't have to worry about how I know the answer to this riddle."

"As long as it's right." Murong Fu said proudly.

"I...lost?" The Japanese couldn't accept it. He was defeated in the riddle.

When Princess Roujia saw the Japanese admitting defeat, she immediately smiled happily and looked at Murong Fu gratefully: "Thank you!"

"It takes a little effort." Murong Fu nodded politely, looked at the Japanese, and said politely: "If everything is okay, you can go home."

"How dare you insult me!" The Japanese looked at Murong Fu with hatred and wanted to eat him alive.

Murong Fu's face turned cold and he said disdainfully: "Don't say I didn't insult you. I just insulted you. What can you do?"

"You..." The Japanese man moved forward and rushed towards Murong Fu.

Upon seeing this, Huo Dou was worried that he would be slapped to death by Murong Fu, so he quickly grabbed him and reminded him:

"Don't panic, as long as you answer his two questions correctly, you still have a chance."

"Yes, I still have a chance." The Japanese woke up from a dream, as if they had found the key to victory. Restored the victorious look he had before:

"Hmph, you come up with the question. I don't believe that your country, Song Dynasty, has such a riddle that you don't know."

Murong Fu glanced at the Japanese with contempt, took the pen and paper and wrote the answer on it. asked:

"Who is Mi's mother?"

"Who is Mi's father?"

"Who is Mi's grandmother?"

"Who is Mi's grandfather?"

"If you can answer them all, I will count you as the winner of this competition!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and some even felt that Murong Fu was too arrogant.

"Humph, you are indeed a soldier!"

"What if the Japanese know the answer?"

"Hanging!"

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Princess Roujia was very upset when she heard other people's comments.

He looked at Murong Fu with some reproach and said angrily: "How dare you bet my life's happiness with him!"

Murong Fu opened his mouth and said nonsensically: "Haha, the princess has misunderstood. I only know these four riddles, and I can't understand any more."

"You..." Princess Roujia gritted her teeth angrily. She was a talented girl after all.

Why can't I see that Murong Fu is perfunctory with him?

But on this occasion, she couldn't lose her temper.

"Let's see how I deal with you in the future."

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Let's talk about it later."

"Huh." Princess Roujia knew that now she had to stand on the same line as Murong Fu, and she snorted coldly and looked at the Japanese.

The latter was staring at Murong Fu, desperately thinking about the answer to the riddle.

However, as time went on, his expression gradually turned from complacent to solemn.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Impossible, impossible, there is no such riddle in the Song Dynasty."

Murong Fu said disdainfully: "You Japanese people all have the same moral character and cannot afford to lose."

"You can use Fanbang's questions, why can't I use them?"

"This..." The Japanese was speechless by the question. Finally, he licked his ugly face and asked, "Then where did your question come from?"

Murong Fu pointed at his feet and said contemptuously: "Song Kingdom! I am the one who asked the question!"

"You... are teasing me!" The Japanese suppressed the sadness and anger in his heart and said, "Okay, then you tell me the answer. If it is reasonable, I am willing to admit defeat."

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said: "Listen up, Mi's mother is a flower, because of the peanuts. Mi's father is a dish, because the dishes love flowers, and Mi's grandmother is a wonderful pen, because wonderful pens produce flowers."

The talented people present were suddenly enlightened upon hearing this, and stood up one after another to applaud Murong Fu. Even Zhao Huan, who was in the high seat, praised repeatedly:

"Wonderful, wonderful, our Murong Jiedushi is both civil and military, I admire him."

After hearing the answer, the Japanese's face became extremely ugly. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by such a simple riddle, so he asked unwillingly:

"Who is Na Mi's grandfather?"

"Popcorn!" Murong Fu replied calmly: "Because it has hugged both rice and flowers."

"How could it be so simple? Why didn't I think of it?" The Japanese kicked over the wine table in front of him and shouted with a ferocious expression that Murong Fu was shameless.

"Humph, where did this bastard come from who doesn't know any etiquette!" Zhao Huan scolded unhappily.

When Huo Dou saw this, he didn't stop him. Instead, he hatched a plan and let the Japanese people make noise, and even helped them:

"Song Kingdom, there must be some fraud in this riddle. Princess Roujia and Murong Fu must have exchanged answers long ago to win against you,"

"Otherwise, with your talent, how could you lose to a leader in fighting?"

When the Japanese heard this, they couldn't control themselves even more. They suddenly looked at Zhao Huan and protested: "It's not fair, it's not fair!"

"He's so messed up, and no one has come to take him down yet!"

Zhao Huan shook his dragon robe and became furious. If he hadn't seen that the other party came with the Yuan Ren mission, he would have wanted to kill him.

When the soldiers heard Zhao Huan's order, they immediately went towards the Japanese.

Seeing this, Huo Dou sneered and said, "Your Majesty, I advise you not to touch him. He is the thirteenth son of the emperor."

"If anything happens, I'm afraid..."

"bump!"

Before Huo Dou could say anything, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing around him, and the Emperor's Thirteenth Son beside him was kicked out by Murong Fu like a ball.

Murong Fu stood in the Japanese's previous position and said coldly: "You call the emperor over, and I will see what he is capable of."