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Although she has affection for Murong Fu's cousin for a long time now, her childhood sweetheart still has some affection. In her heart, her cousin is personable, handsome and unrestrained. How could he be such an ambitious, despicable villain?
"You don't seem to be qualified to say give her to me." Zhu Qiyu said lightly.
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Your Majesty, if you like her, that is her admiration. Yuyan has no father, and her eldest brother is like a father. I can naturally decide this kind of thing."
He is full of confidence:
"She may be a little bit resistant now, but after my persuasion, she will slowly accept His Majesty the Emperor."
Zhu Qiyu was noncommittal, with a sarcasm: "Yuyan has long been my woman, give me my woman, do you deserve it? Also, you, Dayan, a country that has been destroyed for hundreds of years, can still think of it with your own strength. Restoring the country is really a dream."
Murong Fu accompanied him with a smile: "It is certainly difficult for the Murong family to restore the country by themselves, but with the support of His Majesty the Emperor, it will be just around the corner. If the country can be restored, Dayan is willing to become a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty and pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty."
"So your Murong family has nothing? Make cakes for me?"
"What does His Majesty the Emperor want? As long as the Murong family has it, I am willing to offer it!"
Zhu Qiyu looked at him: "In terms of money, the Murong family doesn't have many people, and I don't like it. In terms of martial arts, the Murong family has only one star, which is worth looking at, but I also don't like it. What else does the Murong family have? Why should I?" Support you?" Nai.
Chapter 175 So What If I Humiliate You?
"Although you are willing to sacrifice everything and have the ambition to restore the country, it is a pity that you have great ambitions but few talents, and you forget righteousness when you see benefits, and you struggle repeatedly. After all, it is an empty dream."
"The way of martial arts, you are broad but not professional, you have great ambitions, you are mediocre, struggling all day long on the edge of misty dreams, martial arts cultivation, broad-mindedness, you are not as good as Qiao Feng, except for a false name, there is nothing to praise. Qiao Feng is as famous as you, it really humiliates him."
"If I were Qiao Feng, I would only say one thing: I, Qiao Feng, am a good man, and I am as famous as a despicable villain like you, Murong Fu!"
Murong Fu's complexion became more and more ugly, grayer and paler, Zhu Qiyu tore away his layers of disguise word by word, but how could he himself accept his true face, which was so rich and jaded.
"That's enough! If you don't want to help me restore the country, that's all! Why insult me like this!"
Murong shouted "[-]" in a cold voice again.
Zhu Qiyu flicked his fingers lightly: "So what? Could it be that you, Murong Fu, can do anything to me? You're just humiliating yourself!"
"Too deceiving!"
Murong Fu couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhu Qiyu's indifferent eyes, it was a look of looking at a dead person, the chill suddenly hit his whole body, and the anger in his heart disappeared without a trace.
I can't be angry!
I can't shoot!
Emperor Ming's ability to frighten Pangban back, even though there may be water in it, is far beyond his ability.
The person in front of him is not only the emperor, but also a great astronomical master.
And he was just referring to Master Xuanzong.
Murong Fu told himself this in his heart, took a deep breath and let it out, and calmed down slowly: "I have brought shame on myself, if you don't want to help me, then leave!"
"Murong Fu, you still have one advantage."
Zhu Qiyu's voice came from behind him.
"That's tolerance. Even if I shit on your head, you can eat it calmly. In this respect, I also admire you very much."
Murong Fu clenched his fists and pushed open the door, and Wang Yuyan with a sad face came into view.
"cousin."
As if he had done something bad and was caught on the spot, Murong Fu felt a little guilty for a moment, but in just a moment, he became confident again.
For the great cause, I can give up everything!
"Cousin, this is the last time I will call you cousin."
Wang Yuyan had an indifferent and alienated look on her face, and there seemed to be a layer of frost on her brows and eyes:
"If it was before today, you and I are cousins, and you have no right to decide everything about me. After today, you and I have no relationship, and you have no right to ask about everything about me."
Wang Yuyan's feelings for Murong are complex feelings mixed with a large part of family affection and a small part of reverence.
Before meeting Zhu Qiyu, Wang Yuyan mistakenly thought it was love.
After meeting Zhu Qiyu, Wang Yuyan realized that it was not love, but a young girl's admiration for her famous cousin.
But after all, there is a relationship for many years, and it is impossible to disappear in such a short period of time.
As for what Murong Fu said, it was undoubtedly that Wang Yuyan had completely given up on him.
Every time Wang Yuyan sees him, she always smiles. Faced with this indifferent face, Murong Fu is so heartbroken that she can't breathe. She can no longer deceive herself that she can give up everything for the sake of the great cause, and she says weakly, "Cousin!"
"Murong Fu, you can call me Wang Yuyan."
After finishing speaking, Wang Yuyan turned and left.
Wu Yan held her hand lightly, and comforted her softly: "After seeing the true face of a heartless and ungrateful person, we should start."
"Thank you Sister Wu for your concern. After all, the relationship of more than ten years is hard to accept. Just give me a few days."
Wang Yuyan has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, she has a beautiful appearance, her skin is as smooth as jade, like a touch of clear and clear ice and snow, she kissed her crimson lips, and said quietly.
"Murong Fu only has the great cause of restoring the country in his heart. For this reason, his love for his children can be put aside. I just feel sorry for why he is such a heartless and ungrateful person, and I have misjudged him for more than ten years."
Wu Yan sneered and said: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things, but those who can give up everything can't achieve great things. Yu Yan, do you believe it, if His Majesty agrees to Murong Fu to support him, the request is to kill his four great generals, he Turn your head and move your hands."
Wang Yuyan bit her red lips lightly, and sighed, "Maybe."
"It really is my good Wu Mei Niang."
Hearing the voices of the two, Zhu Qiyu smiled knowingly...
Not only is he a good assistant in official affairs, but he is also an excellent wingman when it comes to picking up girls.
To be honest, if Wang Yuyan had to let Murong Fu completely give up, he might not have met Murong Fu, a man of great ambition and talent.
There are three advantages of this person's whole body.
Before the age of 30, he already refers to Master Xuanzong, and he can be called a young talent.
Parents gave him a good look.
Hmm...there is another one, Ninja, definitely Naruto.
But in other respects, it is lackluster.
Although he has great ambitions, he does not have the strength to match it. What Murong Fu is thinking about is how to make the country rich, but except for the Great Sui Dynasty, all countries are relatively stable, and the so-called connections and influence of the Murong family are all in the Northern Song Dynasty. It was too late for the Sui Dynasty to make troubles.
Plus this person doesn't have full measure.
Although ambitious, it is not enough to get things done.As the saying goes, those who achieve great things must have the measure of being able to bend and stretch, but Murong Fu didn't have it. He wanted to win over the gangsters, but he didn't have the skills to control others. There is no original royal power.
Coupled with the fact that the number of people is not prosperous enough, it is far from possible for such a Murong family to succeed.
All in all, Murong Fu is a person who is ambitious and ambitious, but lacks ability and character.
… 2.1
"My lord, did the emperor of Ming refuse?"
Seeing Murong Fu's appearance, the four generals guessed the result.
Murong Fu struggled a few times when he heard the words, and finally calmed down, his face became more determined: "Do you still remember the 6000 million taels of gold and silver that the Ming Dynasty transported from Jinling to the capital?"
Deng Baichuan's eyes widened, he looked around, he was very vigilant, and lowered his voice and said, "Master, are you going to plan on the gold and silver? It's very difficult, after all, it is on the territory of the Ming Kingdom. In the Northern Song Dynasty, with the power of my Murong family, it may not be impossible to do it. You know, it will be escorted by heavy troops."
"Yes."
Feng Bo E also held objections: "That's a thousand Snow Dragon Riders, and this is the number one elite unit in the Ming Kingdom!".
Chapter 176 The Once Martial Arts Myth
"Combined with the West Factory, it is almost foolproof." Gong Yeqian added.
Murong Fu's eyes were cold, like cold wind and frost: "There is nothing infallible in this world. If it was in the past, we would have no chance. However, martial arts masters from all over the world gathered in the Ming Dynasty. There are many masters, and there are many people we can unite with."
"And as far as I know, there are quite a few people who have ideas about this batch of gold and silver. They are just frightened by Daxue Longqi and Xichang, and no one has put them into action for the time being. But people with ideas are just around the corner. Now we need someone to tell them. , this can be done!"
"Wealth touches people's hearts, people die for money, birds die for food, 6000 million taels, how many people can work hard for it!"
Murong Fu's eyes flickered with an incomparably fierce look.
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A melodious flute sound came, melodious and clear, with an ethereal and ethereal charm.
"Master Concubine Xuan?"
After walking with Zhu Qiyu and his party, Yan Jingan turned into a log, her eyes were half-closed all day long, and she kept fiddling with the beads in her hands. Since then, she has never said a word. The sound of the flute could not help but change color, and immediately knew that this was the contemporary saint of Sui Cihang Jingzhai.
26 Standing by the window, looking away, I saw a woman with a veil on her face, who looked like a banished fairy, playing the flute softly, with a graceful figure and a sense of independence from the world.
As the city closest to the Changliu Mountain Range, there are a large number of people from the rivers and lakes in the city, and many people immediately recognized Shi Feixuan's identity.
"Emperor Ming Zhu Qiyu has been here for a few days, and Cihang Jingzhai finally came to rescue him."
"There's a good show to watch."
"MD, the woman in Cihang Jingzhai is just right. If I can sleep for one night, I would rather not sleep for a few years."
Even if he is used to seeing beauties, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart when he saw Master Concubine Xuan. She was dressed as a literati disguised as a man, with a jade face and red lips, and an undulating silhouette like the mountains and rivers of Zhong Tiandi's aura. It exudes an extraordinary charm of being out of the world.
A long sword on her back added a heroic spirit to her.She just stood there, and a feeling of a fairy descending from the mortal world was born leisurely.
Keng!
Tian Yan flicked the hilt of the sword lightly, and a sword cry full of murderous aura sounded, breaking away the melodious flute sound.
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Shi Feixuan lowered her head lightly, and said softly: "Shi Feixuan has seen His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty."
"You want to save Yan Jing'an?" Zhu Qiyu said directly.
"I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor can let Master Yan go." Shi Feixuan's tone was flat.
Zhu Qiyu shook his head: "This is the usual urination of your Cihang Jingzhai? Who is used to you, who are you confident? A mere little girl has the title of the so-called saint of Cihang Jingzhai, in a word Do you want me to let Yan Jingan go?"
"Feixuan, let's go back. It's not His Majesty who imprisoned me, but the poor nun who lost the bet and left me to His Majesty the Emperor."
Yan Jingan's voice came out lightly.
Concubine Xuanxiu frowned: "Uncle Yan, Cihang Jingzhai is watching and helping each other, this is the door rule."
"Ugh."
Yan Jingan sighed and said no more, she was just Shi Feixuan's uncle in name, one of them was in Sui Dynasty and the other was in Daming Dynasty, they were separated by thousands of miles, and they had met only a handful of faces.
Yan Jingan's tone said that she was here to save her, rather than saying that she was here to maintain the dignity of Cihang Jingzhai.
After all, she is the owner of Daming Cihang Jingzhai.
"What conditions can make His Majesty release Master Yan?"
Zhu Qiyu pointed at her and said word by word: "You change her!"
Concubine Shixuan looked at Zhu Qiyu's half-smile with eyes like Qiushui quietly, her crimson lips parted slightly under the veil: "Then Concubine Shuxuan is being rude."
"Cough cough..."
There was a light coughing sound.
Hearing this light cough, everyone looked over unconsciously, and their breath was suffocated.
That person is here!
This man was not too tall, but he was not short either. He wore shabby clothes and had gorgeous hair on his temples. He seemed to be just a very unrefined and down-and-out middle-aged man.
The corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles, each wrinkle is full of worries and misfortunes in his life, only his eyes are young.
These are a pair of strange eyes, which seem to be emerald green, like willow branches blown by the spring breeze, gentle and flexible, and like sea water under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality. ?
Seeing him, many people would never have imagined that this lazy and unrestrained, xiaoshu but calm, full of poetic temperament, Luo Tuo Ke is the famous prodigal ranger all over the world.
The sun reflected on his pale and sickly red face, and he kept coughing until he was almost out of breath. ?
I saw that his hair was disheveled and his clothes were disheveled. He looked so depressed and haggard, but his expression still looked so chic, and his eyes were as bright as the cold stars of autumn night.
He bent down again, coughing lowly, a ray of sunlight shone on his head, his jet-black hair was covered with slags of white hair, and his temples were already grayed by sorrow and emotion.
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