Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

When Murong Fu was thinking about how to get back Emperor Liang Yuan's treasure, Wang Yuyan came in and asked, "Cousin, are you going out?"

"Well, now that the Song Dynasty implements the family military system, I must raise military pay as soon as possible to make plans for the future." Murong Fu said slowly.

"Cousin, I'm going to ask my mother for some. My Wang family still has a lot of assets." Wang Yuyan said warmly.

"You, if my aunt hears this, she will start spanking you again." Murong Fu hugged Wang Yuyan in his arms, gently scratched the tip of her nose, and joked.

"No way, I just want to help my cousin, she won't mind." Wang Yuyan shook her head.

Murong Fu thought for a while and smiled: "No need, I know a treasure and I will go get it back tomorrow."

"Ah, so anxious?" Wang Yuyan's eyes were full of reluctance, and her brows made people feel distressed.

The beauty is sad and beautiful in a different way.

Murong Fu closed all the doors and took his beloved wife into his arms.

Wang Yuyan suddenly said curiously: "Cousin, your body always smells so good lately."

"Is there any?" Murong Fu was also stunned. He had not used spices recently.

Wang Yuyan nodded, and the couple slept beautifully.

Early the next morning.

Murong Fu kissed his exhausted wife Qi and walked out of the room contentedly.

"Master, are you going out?" A'Zhu asked.

"Well, I have something urgent to do and I have to go out. Jiumozhi and Duan are locked in the dungeon. Don't let him come out." Murong Fu ordered.

"Master, Duan Yu is also the eldest son of the Duan family in Dali, shouldn't we put him in prison?" A'Zhu reminded.

"There's nothing wrong with him. Didn't he say he wanted to stay and influence Jiumozhi? Let the two of them stay together. Remember to feed them some epimedium every day." Murong Fu said calmly.

The Duan family father and son have always liked to poach people, every good thing.

Duan Yu was even more hateful, insisting on staying and trying to influence Jiumozhi even though he could leave.

In fact, I miss Wang Yuyan and her daughter.

"Epimedium?" A'Zhu asked in confusion, then immediately replied: "I understand."

Murong Fu sneered and said, "If you are not in a hurry, you have something to do." He can play with Duan Yu, but now, let him and Jiumozhi slowly develop a relationship.

After leaving Yanziwu Canhezhuang, he went south to Jiangling.

For the sake of convenience, he specially found a caravan that specialized in selling people's feet. It was comfortable and low-key.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, can I?" The leader opened the car door and asked embarrassedly.

"What's the matter?" Murong Fu asked.

"Sir, here are a few more guests. I would like to ask you if it would be convenient for you to have three people come up." Seeing that Murong Fu didn't reflect, the leader smiled bitterly and said, "It's a woman with a baby girl and her father-in-law. "

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows. This carriage was a single room specially rented by him at a high price. Normally, he shouldn't be arranging it for other people. He said unhappily:

"If she's pretty, let her come up. If she's ugly, she can stay where she is."

"Haha, I should be able to sit down then." Before the leader could say anything, an extremely beautiful and graceful woman in a white dress appeared in front of Murong Fu.

After closing the door, Wenduwen took her daughter and climbed into Murong Fu's carriage.

Murong Fu looked the woman up and down and saw that her eyes were crystal clear and extremely agile, with a pure beauty that was light and unconventional.

It doesn't look like a mother at all.

Looking at the little girl next to her, she subconsciously said, "Is this your girl?"

"Haha, why doesn't it look like that?" the woman asked with interest. M..

"Like...!" Murong Fu shook his head. In ancient times, there were many women who thought of themselves as mothers when they were seventeen or eighteen, and they just said so.

"Mom, he is so stupid. He can't even tell that we look so alike." said the little girl next to the woman.

Murong Fu chuckled and said, "The little girl doesn't recognize life."

"Humph, my mother is amazing, and I'm not afraid of you." The little girl said with her hands in her waist.

Murong Fu smiled softly and asked curiously: "Aren't there three of us? Where is your father-in-law?"

"He thought the car was boring, so he got up as soon as we set off." The woman laughed.

Murong Fu nodded and said nothing. Although the woman is beautiful, we can't rush to be a bitch.

After a while, the leader shouted a few times, and the caravan started to set off. An old man slowly climbed up with an iron crutch.

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a blind man.

What do you think of this combination? Why does it look familiar?

"Boy, what are you looking at me for?" the blind man said in a loud voice, which startled Murong Fu.

"Can you see me?" Murong Fu asked again.

"No, but the old blind man can feel it." The old blind man said very hard.

"Hehe, didn't you know? My grandfather is nicknamed the Flying Bat, and he is the best in the world at identifying locations by listening to sounds." The little girl said arrogantly.

Flying bat?

Ke Zhene?

I wipe it!

Murong Fu was greatly surprised. The old man was Ke Zhen'e, and the little girl should be Guo Fu. Then wouldn't this beautiful woman be Huang Rong?

"Sir, do you know my father-in-law?" Huang Rong asked, staring at Murong Fu with her eyes very smart.

"I don't know him, but I've heard of him." Murong Fu didn't hide it. Ke Zhen E's name was quite influential in the Jiangnan area.

Of course, that was a few years ago. Now, except for myself, those who can remember him are probably buried in the grave.

"Young Master is honest. I wonder if you can tell me your surname?" Huang Rong asked.

"My name is Fu Rongmu." Murong Fu deliberately turned his name upside down and said with a slight smile.

Huang Rong nodded thoughtfully. The man in front of her was quite interesting and she didn't want him to stare at her lustfully.

I don’t know why, but since giving birth to Guo Fu, this situation has become more and more common.

"I heard that Your Excellency is breathing evenly. Could it be that you are a martial artist?" Ke Zhen'e raised his head and asked.

Murong Fu looked at Ke Zhen E with admiration, but he didn't expect that this old guy was really powerful.

Sure enough, the nickname Flying Bat is not for nothing.

He replied half-jokingly: "I can barely be considered a master."

"Nonsense, you don't look like a master." Guo Fu said unconvinced.

"Fu'er can't be rude to uncle." Huang Rong criticized.

"Humph, I don't have one!" Guo Fu pouted.

Murong Fu shook his head. This little girl had really been spoiled by Huang Rong since she was a child.

Arrogant and rude, no wonder, she and Yang Guo liked each other in the original work, but they ended up being wrong.

"Brother, we are setting off." The caravan owner greeted loudly, and the convoy began to move forward slowly.

Murong Fu stopped talking and leaned against the window to rest for a while. After all, he was a little tired from last night's toil.