Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Zhao Min said casually: "The Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty turned 80 this year, and I will go to congratulate him as a messenger."

"Well? Kangxi lived to eighty?"

Murong Fu looked confused, he clearly remembered that the other party only lived to be sixty-eight years old.

Could it be true that he borrowed from heaven for five hundred years?

Zhao Min said with contempt: "You, you can't just focus on the small Song Dynasty, you have to look outside."

"Don't, this king doesn't dare to compare with the county master. If the county master didn't remind me, this king would almost have been killed by someone." Murong Fu joked while wearing his clothes.

Zhao Min smiled sweetly, hugged Murong Fu beside the bed, and said, "It's sour, it's sour. I didn't expect that our dignified Lord Yan would have the same knowledge as a little girl like me."

"You, Xiaozui is really unforgiving." Murong Fu laughed "haha", got up and kissed Zhao Min: "Before you go to the Qing Kingdom, remember to write to me, if this king has nothing to do with you."

Zhao Min's beautiful eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand and said, "Pull the hook, it must not change for a hundred years."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the dignified Princess Zhao to have such a daughter-in-law attitude.

"Haha, let's go, let's go, my Lord Yan." Zhao Min smiled happily and waved her hand to urge Murong Fu to leave.

Murong Fu glanced at the sun, and without further delay, turned around and jumped downstairs to return to Prince Yan's mansion.

After returning to the mansion, they found that Wang Yuyan and others had already prepared.

Ah Zhu has already changed his appearance into his own appearance, came to Rou Jia's room, pushed the door in, and turned around in front of his eyes:

"Princess, what do you think of this king's clothes today?"

"King Yan's blue ice plum pattern and golden brocade robes are naturally excellent. If they are matched with a feather fan, they will be even more talented."

Roujia got up and came to Arjuna, and sorted out her instrument.

But she saw that Arjun just looked at herself with a smile without saying a word, and quickly changed her words:

"If it is matched with a sword, it will show that the true nature of a man is to be a man who stands above the ground."

"Haha, what the princess said is that this king will look for a sword and take it with him to demonstrate his sternness." After speaking, Arjun swaggered out of the room, leaving behind a confused Rou Jia.

After going out, the proud voice started to sing.

"Haha, it seems that our sister Azhu's disguise technique has gone up another level." Murong Fu stepped out from the corner and hugged him.

Azhu was startled at first, but when he heard Murong Fu's voice, he turned around and complained, "My lord, Azhu was almost scared to death by you."

"Haha, you little clever ghost can still be scared to death."

Murong Fu looked in front of him, and Arjun, who had transformed himself into himself, chuckled lightly.

Unexpectedly, the four eyes were facing each other, and there was a tendency to look up somewhere, and embarrassed and quickly let go of the other party.

"No way, I am Sun Wukong, and I can't escape from your Wuzhi Mountain." Ah Zhu said.

Murong Fu glanced around, and hurriedly dragged Aju into an empty room, and said solemnly, "I just got the news that you may be in danger when you go out this time. Zhao Huan is not as simple as we think on the surface."

"Ah?" Azhu was startled and said casually, "Does he want you to die, Prince?"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "Did you see it too?"

"See what? Azhu just said it casually." Azhu blushed and explained with a low forehead.

Murong Fu heaved a sigh of relief, if even this naughty little girl could see through the mischief in this matter, he, the supreme prince who claimed to be smart, would not go home and raise fish.

Ah Zhu saw that Murong Fu was silent, and asked curiously, "Is this very important, my lord?"

"No, after you go out, remember to delay, as long as you can, and don't enter the Ming Kingdom for at least half a month." Murong Fu reminded.

Although Ah Zhu did not understand why Murong Fu did this, the little girl was accustomed to obeying the other party's instructions and didn't think much about answering: "Don't worry, my lord, let alone half a month, just a month, I'll be fine."

"Okay, but remember, once you feel dangerous, don't think about leaving immediately." Murong Fu emphasized.

Azhu's heart warmed, and he threw himself into the other's arms: "I know the prince."

"Well, let's go." Murong Fu patted the little girl's head.

Arjun nodded and left the room reluctantly.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment, and did not follow him out. Instead, he used his divine sense to pay attention to every move of the people in the palace.

From time to time, a group of people came from outside the house.

It was Eunuch Hua and Eunuch Zhang, who had not seen each other for a long time.

"Hehe, our family is here to pick up Lord Yan, is he ready?" Eunuch Hua said with a smile after knocking on the door.

Jiading said politely: "Two father-in-laws wait a moment, the prince has already prepared and will come immediately."

"Hmph, King Yan's arrogance is still so big, and His Majesty's mission dares to be so negligent." Eunuch Zhang said inappropriately.

"What kind of thing are you, you are also worthy of chewing ears behind the prince's back?"

Suddenly, a cold snort stopped Eunuch Zhang's nonsense.

Gongsun Wulong, the honest monk, Bai Zhantang and others appeared in front of the door.

One by one glared, staring at each other stubbornly.

He was too frightened to say a word.

"Hehe, everyone, you haven't set out yet, why are you so tense?" Ah Zhu pretended to be Murong Fu so vividly, that in the field, not a single one of them could see the clue.

Gongsun Wulong said respectfully: "My lord, this old turtle is uneasy and kind, and he dares to arrange you behind his back. It would be a lesson for me to slap him to death."

"What, you dare to shoot me to death? I'm His Majesty's person." Although Eunuch Zhang was afraid, he was certain that Gongsun Wulong would not dare to shoot him to death all at once.

Bai Zhantang saw how frightened he was and jokingly said, "This father-in-law, don't be afraid, my uncle just likes to joke, don't worry, he will never slap you to death."

When Eunuch Zhang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his arrogant temper was about to take off again. Then I heard Bai Zhantang continue:

"His murder has always been torture to death. There is no one you can't designate for two or three days."

"That's right, when my master killed the master last time, he fully asked why Qitian's heart was so sinister, until he died of blood loss." Ji Wuming added.

Eunuch Zhang's face turned pale, and he looked at Azhu shiveringly: "Lord Yan, look, there must be a misunderstanding in this. This old slave has always been a broken mouth, so please don't be angry."

"Hehe, don't worry, I am a dignified King Yan, how can I be angry with your servant, let's go."

Arjun lightly sleeved his robes for a while, then walked straight to the door.

Seeing this, everyone did not dare to delay, and they followed, and they sat in the imperial carriage that Zhao Huan had prepared in advance and drove out of the car.

Wang Yuyan stood by the door and slowly sent the team away.

Immediately, he got up and said, "Everyone, let's go too."