Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Yeah, I got it." Lang Xueci didn't dare to look up at Murong Fu, and hurriedly saluted and left.

Murong Fu shook his head, but did not expose the other party's eavesdropping.

He could feel that Lang Xueci was deliberately approaching him.

It's just that he hasn't figured out what the other party's purpose is.

On the other hand, the news that he ordered the whole city to burn the corpses has spread throughout Gusu City.

Some people with conservative concepts could not accept his request at all.

They ran to the government office to ask for orders.

Song Yongsi sat on the lobby, with nails growing under his buttocks.

Neither sitting nor standing.

Zhou Mu comforted: "Master Taishou, don't worry, it's just a bunch of troublemakers, why do you care about him?"

Song Yongsi shook his head: "I'm not afraid of just some thugs, but there are some squires among them."

"They often have complex relationships and have connections with the people above. If they are not handled well, the black yarn on your head and mine may not be guaranteed."

Zhou Mu showed a bit of entanglement, feeling distressed in his heart, why is it so difficult to do a good deed.

Asked: "Then what should I do?"

Song Yongsi pondered for a moment, then turned his eyes and said, "I'm afraid this matter can only be resolved by Mr. Murong in person."

Chapter 49: Murong Jingyue's Identity

In the afternoon of that day, Song Yongsi's news was passed on to Murong Fu.

After the four generals heard about it, they couldn't help cursing: "My lord, he wants to push all the things that offend others to you."

"There's nothing good about this official, they're all goofy things."

"My lord, let's ignore him and let him fend for himself."

The four were filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could kill Song Yongsi.

Murong Fu smiled indifferently: "It's just some country gentlemen, he can't control me."

"My lord, a squire has a lot of background, if we get into trouble, it might be bad for us." Deng Baichuan reminded.

Murong Fu laughed loudly: "Song Guodu looks like a ghost, if you provoke him, you will provoke him, what are you afraid of?"

"My lord is right. We want money and money, and we want people to recruit at any time. If Song Guo dares to mess with us, then let him perish quickly." Bao differently said loudly.

Gong Yegan hurriedly stopped and said: "Be careful that the walls have ears, people can hear them, it will delay the grand master's plan."

"Brother Bao, send someone to tell Song Yongsi that I will burn the corpses of the infected tonight at Haishi, so he can get ready." Murong Fu said in a flat tone.

Brother Bao quickly confirmed, got up and left.

After Song Yongsi heard the news, he couldn't help being ecstatic.

"Haha."

"I knew that Mr. Murong would stand up for me."

Zhou Mu saluted and said: "Young Master Murong is really heroic, now let me see who dares to come out and stop him."

The two discussed it and continued to ask people to dig a hole in the wasteland north of the city.

Thousands of officers and soldiers, several hours.

They dug a cremation pit that could bury tens of thousands of people.

Inside Murong's old house.

Murong Fu didn't take the matter of burning the corpse to heart.

Instead, a family dinner was arranged according to the rules.

"My lord, I heard that our Murong family has started to form an army, do you know if it's true or not?" asked one of Murong Fu's cousins.

Murong Fu replied truthfully: "It started a long time ago, and now it has just begun to take shape."

"This... is really great, I don't know, can I wait for collateral children to join?" Biao Shu asked.

"Hehe, of course, it's just that being a soldier is too hard, I'm afraid the younger brothers at home won't be able to bear it." Murong Fu said frankly.

Uncle's face froze, and he said in embarrassment: "My Murong family's children are naturally suitable for marching and fighting. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Murong Fu smiled: "How about this, if anyone wants to participate, let him report to the conscription office tomorrow, start as a recruit, and in the future, he will be able to convince everyone."

All the people present were delighted, their martial arts were average and they didn't know how to do business.

Although they were eating and waiting to die in the old house, no one cared about it.

But which young man does not want to create a great career.

"Thank you Patriarch for fulfillment!"

Murong Fu said some polite words and let everyone eat.

Murong Jingyue came late after everyone had eaten.

After sweeping around the leftovers, he glanced at his mouth, and said disdainfully: "I thought there would be some good things for the young master to invite you to dinner, but they are all ordinary goods."

When everyone heard this, their expressions became ugly.

The originally harmonious situation suddenly became a little embarrassing.

As the boss of the collateral lineage, the cousin couldn't just watch, and scolded: "Murong Jingyue, you are usually a maverick, so I will keep my eyes open and close my eyes."

"Now that the Patriarch is holding a family banquet, not only did you fail to arrive on time, you are still making sarcastic remarks here, where do you put my Murong's family rules!"

Murong Jingyue was taken aback for a moment, then a trace of bewilderment appeared on his face, he glanced at everyone, couldn't help lowering his head, and said, "I'm sorry everyone, it's because I can't speak, and I ruined everyone's interest."

As he spoke, he picked up the jug in front of him, poured two glasses of wine, and brought them to Murong Fu.

But without anyone noticing, some powder was sprinkled in it.

"Patriarch, I'm sorry, I can't speak, for my cousin's sake, I hope you can forgive me."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, took the wine that Murong Jingyue handed over, and drank it down in one gulp.