Daqin storyteller: I have become a sword fairy all the way

Tang Xuan clapped his hands lightly and said:
"Go, go upstairs and sit down to talk, Mr. Murong please!"

"Master Tang, please!"

Murong Fu and his group followed Tang Xuan upstairs, and the two of them, one in front and one behind, were very excited at this moment.

Murong Fu's excitement is that one of the biggest and most influential figures in Xianyang City, known as the second best swordsman in the world, Tang Xuan, a well-known storyteller, is about to use it for him. The fame of Murong's family will start from today. , will start from Tang Xuan!
What makes Tang Xuan excited is that when he lacks strength in his hands, Murong Fu, who is capable, talented but lacking in mind, just comes to his door. Isn't this the best knife to use?

When the group sat down, Tang Xuan personally brought the tea, but Abi snatched it away.
"Mr. Tang, leave these trivial matters to us servants. Go and discuss important matters with the young master!"

Tang Xuan glanced at the well-behaved and sensible Abi with a little disappointment, wondering when he would have such a gentle maid.

Sitting opposite Murong Fu, Tang Xuan carefully looked at this ideal young man with passion.

Murong Fu's whole family is sick, this is Tang Xuan's evaluation of the entire Murong family.

A hundred years after the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there is still a dream of overthrowing the Great Song Dynasty and establishing the Great Yan.

If the Murong family is a feudal official of the separatist side, or an important minister with real power, then this dream may not be impossible.

However, what is the current situation of the Murong family?
A mere second-rate force in the rivers and lakes, with no power or power, no power and no power, just like this, he still doesn't obediently become a local rich man. Murong Bo and Murong Fu father and son are still messing around, causing Qiao Feng's family to be ruined. The regiment wiped out Duan Zhengchun's family.

If Tang Xuan was in the Great Song Dynasty, the Murong family would be the first to be destroyed when his strength increased.

While Tang Xuan was looking at Murong Fu, Murong Fu was also looking at Tang Xuan.

He was very curious, why this man, who looked younger than himself, could become the second best swordsman in the world in Wang Chongyang's mouth, and why he could move the world's winds and clouds through simple storytelling.

To be honest, Murong Fu was jealous of Tang Xuan.

Huge fame, strong strength, and extensive connections, Tang Xuan has everything he wants at a young age.

Whether it's strength, reputation, talent, connections, or appearance, Murong Fu experienced all aspects of being crushed by Tang Xuan.

As a result, Murong Fu's desire to win over Tang Xuan became stronger.

Neither of them spoke, and neither of them was in a hurry, but the mentality of the people around Murong Fu was not so good.

Maybe it was because they couldn't bear the eerie silence, or because they just didn't want to watch the two play charades. The three of them gave Abi a wink. Abi nodded slightly, stepped forward and said with a smile:
"My lord, Mr. Tang, the tea is getting cold!"

"If you don't drink it, it's a waste!"

Tang Xuan raised his teacup and said with a smile:
"I don't have any alcoholic beverages here, I will replace the wine with tea, respecting Young Master Murong!"

Murong Fu smiled and said:
"Whether it's drinking or drinking tea, the key is the people who drink and drink tea with."

"Drinking with ordinary people, even the best peach blossom wine in the south of the Yangtze River is no different from plain boiled water."

"Drinking tea with a hero, even the tea at the roadside stalls can taste like spirits."

"Drinking tea with Mr. Tang now, this cup of tea in my hand is the strongest wine in the world!"

After speaking, Murong Fu poured the tea in the cup into his belly in one gulp,

"Good wine! It feels like I swallowed a fire!"

Tang Xuan looked at Murong Fu and couldn't help admiring his flattering skills.

Being able to shoot such a high level of flattery so naturally is a rare quality in itself, at least it proves Murong Fu's tenacity of mind and thick skin.

Tang Xuan responded to Murong Fu's compliment with just a "haha", and then suddenly asked:

"I don't know why Mr. Murong came to look for me, what's the matter?"

Murong Fu smiled and replied:
"It's nothing important to talk about. I just admire Mr. Tang's reputation and want to meet Mr. Tang."

Tang Xuan replied lightly:

"Now that we have met, Mr. Murong, if you have nothing to do, you can leave!"

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect Tang Xuan to speak like this, and then quickly replied:
"Mr. Tang is really a joker."

Tang Xuan shook his head and said:
"My son has never liked joking, and he likes to be straightforward."

Murong Fu's expression darkened, his smile disappeared, and he didn't understand why Tang Xuan suddenly changed his face.

Feng Boxi stood up, looked at Tang Xuan and reprimanded:
"You really don't know good from bad! My son has given you enough face, if you don't give him face, forget it, and you will expel my son!"

"It seems that the so-called Mr. Tang is no different from a child in the market. It is really disappointing."

Tang Xuan ignored the turmoil, but looked at Murong Fu and said:
"Mr. Murong, if you still say some unnutritious polite words, I will really drive you away!"

Murong Fu waved his hand to signal Feng Bo'e and Bao BuTong to watch the gate, and asked Gong Ye to close the window and stand in front of the window.

Murong Fu stared at Tang Xuan, took a deep breath, and said seriously:
"Young Master Tang, since this is the case, then I will speak out from the bottom of my heart."

"My ancestor is the former Emperor of Great Yan, Murong Longcheng. Since the fall of Great Yan, the descendants of Murong's family have never forgotten to revive their ancestors' family business and rebuild the Great Yan Dynasty!"

"In my opinion, Mr. Tang's talent is obviously too wasteful to dwell in this small arena. Why don't you join Dayan's great cause of revival, turn him upside down, and make his name in history!"

Tang Xuan looked at the excited Murong Fu with sharp eyes,

"Are you trying to win me over?"

"Why?"

"Is it based on the fact that your Murong family has neither soldiers nor food? Or is it based on your Murong family's identity as a descendant of the Dayan royal family?"

"Do you know how much it costs to overthrow a dynasty?"

"Do you know the consequences of a real war?"

"No, you don't know!"

"Once a hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people."

After Murong Fu listened to all Tang Xuan's words, he only heard Tang Xuan's rejection.

He wasn't too disappointed, he didn't have much hope, it was just a temptation.

Murong Fu smiled and said:
"Although Mr. Tang refuses, we can still drink together, right!"

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Tang Xuan's mouth,
"Who said I refused?"

Murong Fu blushed with excitement, and said in surprise:
"what?"

"Master Tang agrees to join?"

Tang Xuan said:

"No, I don't agree."

Murong Fu asked suspiciously:
"What does Mr. Tang mean?"

Tang Xuan said:

"I will set up three difficult problems for Mr. Murong. After you complete them, I will recognize that you have the qualifications to become an emperor, and I will join."

"If you can't finish it, then everything will come to an end."