Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Murong Fu nodded and said, "When this strange illness is over, take them to Huating County to practice their courage."

Feng Boping was overjoyed: "This is good, I heard that Japanese pirates often appear there."

"Haha, the young master is very wise." Bao Wei and others praised them one after another.

Murong Fu said, "Last time, the brothers said that the strange disease came from the Qing Kingdom, but did you hear anything later?"

The four shook their heads: "Master Hui, the Qing Kingdom is too closed, and we can't find out too much. We only know that the first person to suffer from this strange disease is Hu Yidao."

"Hu Yidao? Hero of Liaodong?" Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect this matter to have something to do with him.

"Yeah, Master, but he has been dead for many years, so it shouldn't have anything to do with this, right?" Feng Boping said puzzled.

Murong Fu shook his head: "Forget it, we can't quench our thirst from afar. Let's go to the city of Gusu tomorrow."

"Understood, Young Master." After the four of them finished speaking, they each left.

Murong Fu tried to recall Hu Yidao's life and past, except for his murder.

There is no such thing as a strange disease.

Did things go wrong?

If he couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother to think about it anymore, and was going to go to Gusucheng tomorrow to have a good look.

Where do you know, in just one day's work, another news that shocked all countries came.

Ten days ago, the Yuan army had defeated the Ming army of 300,000, and it was said that they would go straight to Huanglong and completely destroy the country.

Afterwards, refugees from all over the country started to spread, and overnight, 70,000 refugees poured into the city of Gusu.

The entire city was almost suddenly paralyzed.

Song Yongsi had no choice but to ask Murong Fu for help overnight.

"Why didn't the defending army stop so many refugees entering the city?" Murong Fu asked in confusion.

Song Yongsi showed a bitter look on his face: "The court has an order, it is not allowed to close the door and refuse."

"What's the point of this?" Murong Fu looked at Song Yongsi inexplicably.

"It seems that I want the refugees to go south, so I won't go to the capital to affect Your Majesty's mood." Song Yongsi said embarrassedly.

"It's really a group of big men who serve the country and the people."

While Murong Fu felt speechless, he also felt unworthy for those soldiers who were fighting to the death on the front line.

Song Yongsi looked at Murong Fu embarrassedly and asked, "Mr. Murong, what do you think we should do now?"

"Hehe, Master Song will either close the city gate, or send someone to watch these refugees, and if they break the law, they will be executed on the spot," Murong Fu said in a deep voice.

"All killed? Will it cause an explosion?" Song Yongsi worried.

Murong Fu said indifferently, "Isn't it a riot for refugees to rob other people's property?"

"This... I understand it now, please ask Young Master Murong to take action earlier and save me Gusu." Song Yongsi said almost in a weeping voice.

If it goes on like this, he is very likely to follow in the footsteps of the previous prefect and be beheaded.

"Don't worry, Master Song! I know." Murong Fu also knew the seriousness of the matter and did not refuse.

Early the next morning, he brought four major officials to the city of Gusu.

Song Yongsi arranged for soldiers to wait here early in the morning.

"Young Master Murong, you're finally here." Fu Cheng, the secretary of the prefect, had been waiting for a long time.

When he saw Murong Fu coming, he hurriedly brought an official to greet him.

Deng Baichuan introduced it in a low voice, and Murong Fu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou has been waiting for a long time."

Zhou Mu shook his head again and again and said, "It's not hard, it's not hard, it's an honor to be able to wait until Young Master Murong is here."

"Hehe, let's go, let's go to the government office to have a look." Murong Fu was not too polite, and walked forward one step at a time.

Along the way, you can see that there are refugees in many places.

Where they passed, officials even had to clear the way.

"These refugees are really abhorrent. They have made the city's water leaking. I have already told them that they are still unwilling to leave because of the strange disease in the city." Zhou Mu said angrily.

Murong Fu swept around and looked back at Bao Different: "Third brother, let the people in the old house open the warehouse and put some food to help these refugees."

"Understood, Young Master, your subordinates will go back now and let them do it." Bao Different said and left.

The remaining few people continued to walk towards the government office.

Not long after, everyone heard the cry of a little boy.

"Woo, Mom, what's the matter with you, don't have an accident."

Murong Fu looked up and heard the sound, and saw a little boy with clean cheeks.

Holding a woman there crying.

So he kindly took the crowd and walked over to have a look.

"What happened to your mother?" Murong Fu asked.

The little boy was startled when he suddenly heard someone behind him, and turned around to see someone wearing an official uniform.

He hurriedly cried: "The big men are my mother, she's dying."

There was a trace of disdain on everyone's faces. Refugees are the most worthless things in this world.

To save the refugees, it is better to buy this child and take it home as a slave.

Murong Fu glanced at the woman who fell to the ground, and could easily feel that she was extremely weak.

Whether it can be saved or not is really uncertain, he ordered: "Give her some water and see if it can be saved."

"Okay, Young Master Murong." After Zhou Mu finished speaking, he hurriedly asked for a bowl of water to feed the woman.

After a while, the woman slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was surrounded by people, and quickly sorted out the clues.

"Thank you, a few adults for your help," the woman said.

Zhou Mu's eyes lit up, and he noticed that the sickly woman was still a little pretty, and quickly said, "Young Master Murong's order, just thank him."

"Mr. Murong?" The woman was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to look at Murong Fu, her eyes suddenly showing a hint of sharpness.

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the woman seemed a little strange, but it was a good idea.

He opened his mouth and said, "the fourth brother will give them some food, let's go."

Feng Boping nodded and said, "Understood Young Master."

With that said, Jean went to buy some dry food and handed it to the woman and the little boy.

Also prepare to leave with others.

"Wait." The woman yelled.

Feng Bo raised his brows and said, "What's the matter with you?"

The woman said, "The little girl is a widow, and she can barely make ends meet with her son on weekdays, but now there are refugees everywhere."

"I'm a woman, and I really can't support my son. I also asked this Young Master Murong to arrange a job for our woman."

Murong Fu glanced at the woman and asked, "What would you do?"

"The little girl had read some poetry and books in her early years, and she was good at writing," the woman said.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other.

In these days of chaos, except for some ladies and gentlemen, ordinary women are afraid that they will not learn anything.

Murong Fu wondered, "Where is your ancestral home, but are you a native of Gusu City?"

"No, the little girl is from the Qing country. She originally came to the Song country to look for relatives. She didn't want the other party to be gone, so she had no choice but to follow the refugees to Gusu City." The woman said frankly.

Murong Fu chuckled in his heart. He has been very curious about the Qing Kingdom recently.

"Okay, just follow me first, and if possible, I'll buy your mother and son."