Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

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

"Well, now that the Song State is implementing the family military system, I must raise military salaries as soon as possible and make plans for the future." Murong Fu said slowly.

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

"You, if your aunt hears this, it's time to spank you again." Murong Fu held Wang Yuyan in his arms, scratched the tip of her nose lightly, and joked.

"Why, I just want to help my cousin, mother, she won't mind." Wang Yuyan shook her head.

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

"Ah, in such a hurry?" Wang Yuyan's eyes were filled with reluctance, and her brows were distressing.

The beauty is sad, but otherwise beautiful.

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

Wang Yuyan suddenly said curiously, "Cousin, your body has always been fragrant recently."

"Is there?" Murong Fu was also taken aback for a moment, since he hadn't used spices recently.

Wang Yuyan nodded, and the couple fell asleep beautifully.

Early the next morning.

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

"Master, are you going out?" Azhu asked.

"Well, I have to go out in a hurry, that Jumozhi and Duan are locked in the dungeon, don't let him come out." Murong Fu instructed.

"Master, Duan Yu is also the eldest son of the Duan clan in Dali. Shouldn't we keep him in prison?" Azhu reminded.

"There's nothing wrong with him, he didn't say he wanted to stay to influence Jiu Mozhi, let the two of them stay together, and remember to feed them some Epimedium every day." Murong Fu said indifferently.

Duan's father and son have always liked to dig into corners, every good thing.

Duan Yu is even more hateful, obviously he can leave, but he has to stay and talk about how to influence Jiu Mozhi.

Actually thinking about Wang Yuyan's mother ******** goat weed? "Azhu was puzzled, and immediately replied: "The servant knows. "

Murong Fu sneered, if it wasn't for a hurry. You can play with Duan Yu, but now, let him and Kumozhi slowly develop their relationship.

After leaving Yanziwu Canhezhuang, he went south to Jiangling.

For the sake of convenience, he deliberately found a caravan that specializes in selling people, which is comfortable and low-key.

"Young Master, I'm sorry to disturb you, okay?" The team leader opened the car door and asked embarrassedly.

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

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

Murong Fu raised his brows, this carriage was a single room he rented at a high price, and normally he shouldn't be arranging other people, and said unhappily:

"If you're pretty, let her come up. If she's ugly, you can stay cool."

"Haha, then I should be able to sit." Before waiting for the leader to speak, an incomparably beautiful woman with a graceful white shirt and snow appeared in front of Murong Fu.

When she closed it, Wen Du Wen directly took her baby girl and climbed into Murong Fu's carriage.

Murong Fu looked at the woman up and down, and saw that her eyes were crystal clear, extremely agile, and had a pure beauty that escaped the world with ease.

It doesn't look like a mother at all.

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

"Hehe, why doesn't it look like that?" The woman asked intriguedly.

"Like... it!" Murong Fu shook his head, there were a lot of ancient women who were mothers at seventeen or eighteen, and they said yes.

"Mother, he's so stupid, we look so alike, he can't tell." said the little girl beside the woman.

Murong Fu chuckled lightly, "The little girl doesn't recognize her life."

"Hmph, my mother is amazing, and I'm not afraid of you." The little girl stuck her waist.

Murong Fu smiled lightly and asked curiously, "Isn't there three people, where is your father-in-law?"

"He thought the car was boring, so he came up after a while." The woman smiled.

Murong Fu nodded and didn't speak. Although the woman was beautiful, we couldn't rush to be a licking dog.

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

Murong Fu raised his brows, not expecting that the other party was actually blind.

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

"Boy, what are you doing staring at this old man?" The blind man's voice was so loud that Murong Fu jumped when he opened his mouth.

"Can you see me?" Murong asked repeatedly.

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

"Hey, don't you know, my grandfather is nicknamed the Flying Bat, and he is the best in the world in terms of listening to voices." The little girl said arrogantly.

Flying bats?

Ke Zhen evil?

I wipe!

Murong Fu was greatly surprised, the old man was Ke Zhen'e, and the little girl should be Guo Fu, so this beautiful woman, isn't she Huang Rong?

"Master, do you know my father-in-law?" Huang Rong asked, staring at Murong Fu.

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

Of course, that was a few years ago, and now, everyone who can remember him except himself is probably buried in the ground.

"Young Master is honest, I wonder if you can tell your honorable name?" Huang Rong asked.

"Fu Rongmu is here." Murong Fu deliberately reversed his name and said with a light smile.

Huang Rong nodded thoughtfully, but the man in front of her was somewhat interesting, and she didn't want his man to stare at her.

I don't know why, since the birth of Guo Fu, this situation has become more and more frequent.

"I heard that Your Excellency is breathing evenly, is it someone who practices martial arts?" Ke Zhen'e raised his head and asked.

Murong Fu looked at Ke Zhen'e in admiration, but he didn't expect this old guy to be very powerful.

Sure enough, the nickname of the flying bat is not for nothing.

He replied half-jokingly, "Here, I'm barely considered a master."

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

"Fur is not allowed to be rude to uncle." Huang Rong criticized.

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

Murong Fu shook his head, this little girl had really been accustomed to being a princess by Huang Rong since she was a child.

Arrogant and rude, it's no wonder that she and Yang Guo liked each other in the original book, but they paid it wrong after all.

"Brother, we are leaving." The caravan boss greeted loudly, and the caravan began to move forward slowly.

Murong Fu didn't speak either, leaning against the window to rest for a while, after all, he was a little tired from tossing around last night.